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Alex was resting on his side in the floor with his head perched against a small couch pillow. Despite what others may have thought, he was actually very comfortable, and he let out a soft sigh of relaxation as he glanced up at the TV, just waking from his afternoon nap. Henry was sitting behind Alex on the couch, and he had been flipping through all nine hundred of his television channels in order to find something that fit his interests, but to his dissatisfaction, he hadn't found anything worth watching. Alex had fallen asleep to the sound of two second bits of speech and music as Henry flipped, but he was awake once more, and he slowly turned to lay on his stomach, being careful of his master's feet.

Over the last five months, Henry and Alex's relationship had grown, and Alex happily served Henry in any way that he could. He was becoming the perfect, obedient toy. At one time, Henry had made it very clear that Alex was still at liberty to leave if he wanted, but Alex had refused the opportunity, and although Henry wasn't quite sure why, he wasn't going to argue with his pet, because he thoroughly enjoyed having the little slave to play with.

As Alex moved onto his stomach on the floor, Henry looked down and felt his feet shifting to rest on the slave's back. Once again, he extended his legs to relax his heels over Alex's spine, and he set the remote down onto the sofa with a sigh.

“There's nothing to watch." Henry said, crossing his arms over his chest.

“What would you like to do then master?" Alex asked curiously, turning his head to look up at the large raccoon.

Henry was bigger than the human in both height and body build, and from Alex's perspective on the floor, Henry looked like a large, fluffy giant, mostly because Alex had brushed Henry after a hot shower.

“Wait there." Henry said, slowly moving his feet to the floor before standing.

He walked around the couch, making his way toward the kitchen, and Alex obeyed, slowly moving himself so he could sit on his knees. He curiously tried to peek over the couch to see where Henry was going, but the couch was too tall. Henry made his way into the kitchen, looking around for the phone. He ordered garlic chicken pasta in a vodka cream sauce before he walked back to Alex with a snide smile on his face. He was up to something. Alex just didn't know what.

Ever since the master-slave agreement, Henry had enjoyed finding new ways to torture and pleasure Alex. He loved watching the smaller human wiggle and moan, and his favorite was when Alex drooled onto the floor and bucked his hips in need to climax. However, for the past two days, Henry hadn't allowed Alex to climax. He had only allowed Alex to give blowjobs and foot rubs for his pleasure, knowing full well that Alex would become frisky and needy in a short amount of time.

“What do you want me to do master?" Alex asked, looking at Henry closely.

The raccoon was standing behind the couch with his arms crossed over his chest and a stern look on his face. He was silent for several seconds, and Alex figured he was trying decide on what to do next. Henry always came up with the most pleasurable and interesting punishments when he was bored.

“I ordered us some food. It will be here soon, and I know how much you love to answer the door." Henry snickered, remembering several times he had told Alex to open the door naked.

Alex's face turned a deep red. Honestly, he loved answering the door and putting himself in humiliating situations. It turned him on more than he liked to admit, and he swallowed hard as he watched his master begin to pace from side to side, trying to decide how he wanted Alex to open the door.

“Outfit or no outfit? Hmmm. You love it though don't you?" Henry asked, rubbing his chin with his index finger and thumb.

“I do master." Alex answered, biting his bottom lip as he awaited Henry's orders.

Henry opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, but before any sound left his lips, three chirps sounded in his pocket. Henry looked confused for a moment, and he pulled his cell phone out, looking at the screen. He became instantly distracted by whatever was on the phone, and he cleared his throat, looking over at Alex.

“Get my food ready. I'll be out soon." He said, walking toward his room with his cell phone in hand. He was pecking away at it like a bird at sunflowers, and Alex was very confused.

Obediently, Alex walked to the front door and waited, staring at the white paint in hopes that there would be a knock soon. He was curious though about who was messaging Henry. He hardly ever used his cell phone, and really, Alex had never seen Henry become so interested in a simple text message.

After twenty minutes of waiting, there was a knock on the door. Alex leaped forward, quickly opening the door to see the usual male behind it. He was another human with blonde hair and bright hazel eyes. He stared in amazement, expecting to see Alex naked or in some sort of outfit, but instead, he was simply wearing a pair of basketball shorts. The delivery boy looked more astonished to see Alex dressed in normal attire than he did to see Alex naked, and he handed over the food with a smile before walking back down the hallway towards the elevators.

Alex got to work, eagerly trying to make his master's dinner perfect. He placed Henry's favorite blue, glass plate at the head of the table and put a fork, spoon, and knife on the right side of the plate. He completed the set with a glass of scotch on the rocks to the left side of the plate, and he sat down on his knees by his master's chair, waiting diligently for Henry to come back out of his room. He didn't dare walk toward his master's room though, because he knew Henry would only punish him for it.

Another five minutes passed, but Alex finally heard the sound he had been craving. He heard the soft click of Henry's doorknob as it opened, and he bit his bottom lip, waiting for Henry to enter the room.

“What a good job pet!" Henry praised with a smirk, swaying his long, fluffy tail behind him. He held it high like a prince before he walked over to his seat, seeing that Alex had set it perfectly.

Slowly, Henry lowered himself onto the cushion of his favorite chair, sitting at the head of the table. He reached forward, opening the food container and poured his portion onto the blue plate before closing it. He would allow Alex to eat in a bit.

“We will have a visitor tomorrow." Henry said with a smirk, looking down at his pet. “Are you hungry?" He asked, dismissing the topic of their guest as if it was just meant to be a passing topic.

Alex blushed a bit, wondering who would possibly be arriving to stay with them and why Henry had dismissed it so quickly. They hardly ever had guest, but Alex knew that his master wasn't going to say anything more about it until he was ready.

“Yes master." Alex responded, and Henry smirked in response.

“You know very well that pets wearing clothes don't get fed." Henry growled dominantly, and Alex blushed, understanding immediately.

Since it was such a relaxing day, Henry had allowed Alex to wear a comfortable outfit around the house, but it wasn't meant to be a permanent condition, and Alex responded to Henry's comment by quickly ripping his clothes from his body. He hooked his thumbs into the hem of his shorts, wiggling out of them and snaking them down his legs until they landed in a heap. Underneath his clothes, Alex was wearing a speedo that cupped his sac and flaccid cock comfortably. The strings hugged tight to his hips and left his ass bare, and as Alex hooked his fingers under the strings, Henry cleared his throat, grabbing his pet's attention.

“Leave those on." He said, and Alex nodded, letting the cute blue and black silk remain on his hips.

“Yes master."

With that, Henry picked up the food container. Usually, he would walk to the kitchen and decide which bowl he wanted Alex to eat out of, but tonight, he smirked and simply dropped the container onto the floor, causing the pasta sauce to splatter over the hardwood. The food container landed right side up, but Henry pointed toward the saucy circles that had escaped.

“Be sure to clean those up too." Henry commanded as his emerald green eyes sparkled with power.

Alex felt his heart leap, and he swallowed hard, knowing that he couldn't clean up the mess with a cloth. His master wanted him to use his tongue, and Alex leaned down, eager to please his alpha. He licked over the hardwood, sliding his tongue over the sauce to clean the floor of each spot. He was sure to lap at each saucy circle at least three times before he sat back up to rest on his knees, and once Henry nodded in permission, Alex eagerly began to eat, taking his time to enjoy the flavors of the dish. He munched on the chicken, but he saved the noodles for last, taking one at a time into his mouth and licking his lips occasionally. He remained on all fours, sticking his head into the container like a dog eating his meal of the day. His cheeks became filthy, but he eagerly licked them clean before diving back for more.

“Thank you master. That was delicious." Alex whispered once he had licked the container clean.

He was so willing to please Henry, and the raccoon smirked as he watched Alex sit back on his feet. He knew the poor human was pent up and in need of climax, but he was going to make him wait longer.

“I need you to go take a shower and scrub every inch of your body. Needless to say, I want you presentable tomorrow."

Henry shooed Alex away with his paw, and Alex hurried off to his room, having to reframe from whimpering in need. He had been sure that Henry would please him and let him finish. It wasn't until Henry's phone had went off that his master began acting distracted, and suddenly, Alex became aggravated at the guest for interrupting his night.

Doing as he was told, Alex got into his shower and began to scrub every inch of his skin with Henry's favorite body wash. Henry had bought it for him, saying that he enjoyed the way it made Alex's skin smell like sandalwood. He also shaved his entire body, staying smooth for his master, and he even cleaned under all of his nails. By the time Alex was able to get into bed, it was already after midnight, and he yawned as he crawled under his soft comforter, feeling as if he could sleep for days.

As Alex slept, he drifted in and out of several dreams, each having the same theme. He was frisky, causing his mind to create scenes that would please him. He imagined his tail being stretched, but he couldn't see what it was being stretched by. His dreams were fuzzy and skipped from one image to another, and even though he desperately wanted to stay in his dreams, the sunlight filtering in through his bedroom window and illuminated his face, causing him to wake up before he was ready.

“Awww…" He whined, feeling his cock throbbing between his legs.

He was completely naked under his comforter, and he sighed softly, loving the way that the light quilt formed around his body. As he was laying on his stomach, he had an intense urge to roll over onto his back and begin to rub himself. His member was already grinding against his silk sheets, making him bite his bottom lip. His sac was full, throbbing along with his shaft, and he slowly began to move his hips back and forth against the cool bedding. He let out a soft sigh and closed his eyes again, trying to picture the images that had been rolling through his head in his sleep, but they wouldn't come fast enough.

It was then that he heard rustling in the room next door. He wasn't sure at first, but as his eyes snapped open, he realized that it was the sound of Henry's bed shifting with his weight. He was getting up, and Henry always expected Alex to be awake by the time he arose. Whipping his head toward his clock, Alex could see that it was only eight in the morning. Henry hardly ever got out of bed before noon, and he quickly threw his comforter off of his body and snapped to his feet. He hurried over to his dresser, snatching out a lime green speedo and snapped it in place before he barreled out of his room.

Alex ran so quickly that he was almost unable to stop when he saw his master in the hallway. Henry glanced at him with sleepy eyes, seeing that his slave was frantic and knowing exactly why brought a grin to his face.

“I'm so sorry master. I had no idea you were awake." Alex said sadly, looking down at the floor as if he expected to be scolded.

However, Henry was still partially asleep, and he cleared his throat, knowing that it was way too early for punishments. “I'm up early slave. Make me some coffee, and I'll forget about you sleeping in."

“Yes master." Alex replied quickly, hurrying to the kitchen to make Henry a pot of coffee.

As Alex turned on the coffee machine, he felt a ball of nervousness begin to swell in his stomach. Henry had been acting strange ever since the text messages, and Alex was almost steaming with curiousness to know who the mystery guest was and when they were going to arrive. It had to be someone extremely important in order for Henry to get out of bed, and Alex began to anxiously tap his foot onto the ground.

“Who could it be?" He asked himself out loud, having to reframe from biting his nails, which was a habit that Henry disapproved of greatly.

Glancing at the coffee maker, Alex could see that the pot has filled as he was lost in his thoughts. Grabbing a mug from the cabinet, Alex filled the mug with coffee, two cubes of sugar and a splash of vanilla creamer.

“Here you are master." Alex said, smiling as he walked into the living room to hand Henry his coffee.

Alex's eyes snapped open wide as he saw Henry dressed. He was wearing jeans and a button up black shirt that hugged to his built frame. He looked very formal, and Henry smirked as Alex handed him the coffee. Sipping the warmth, Henry let out a soft moan and began to murr deep in his chest. However, Alex was still dumbfounded, let only to blink in amazement that Henry had dressed himself so quickly and without letting his slave help.

“What would the world be without coffee?" Henry asked with a smirk, taking another sip before walking toward the dining room.

Alex was speechless and unable to form thought for several seconds. It was odd that Henry was up before noon, but it was almost sinful for him to be dressed before noon, and Alex cleared his throat a bit, trying to make his brain function properly. For a moment, he considered that he was still dreaming, but with a hard pinch to his inner arm, he realized that he was very much awake.

“Master, what is going on?" Alex asked, watching Henry grab his car keys from the hook by the front door.

Looking over his shoulder, Henry smirked and saw the worry that was beginning to boil within Alex's eyes.

“I need to go get a few things for our guest. It's been a while since I've seen him. If he comes before I get back, let him in and make him at home. Understand?"

“Yes sir." With that, Henry opened the front door and disappeared, feeling no need to explain anything further to Alex. He would figure things out soon enough.

Looking around, Alex was unsure of what to do with himself. He was up, and he was alone. He couldn't please himself, because he knew Henry would smell his arousal the second he walked back in the door. He wasn't hungry, and he had already cleaned the house the day before.

“Hmm…"

Slowly, he walked around the house, making sure there was nothing left to clean. He picked up a few of Henry's clothes and dusted a bit, but after an hour, he was completely bored, wondering why Henry had left him alone with nothing to do.

As if the universe heard his mental please, there was a knock on the door. Alex eagerly hurried to the door, feeling his long, shaggy hair brushing his shoulders as he practically ran from Henry's room all the way to the front. Without even looking through the peep hole, Alex opened the door, expecting to see the laundry staff who routinely came by every morning to pick up any laundry that needed to be cleaned, but to his surprise, there was another raccoon standing behind the door.

With his shoulders back and his head high, the raccoon walked past Alex as if the human was only the door maid. He strolled into the dining room and glanced left and right, looking around for Henry. He was an older raccoon, reaching around six feet and two inches. He was a shorter raccoon than Henry with a few graying hairs around his muzzle and above his eyes. It was then that Alex realized who was standing before him. It was Henry's father.

“Where is my son?" He asked, his voice rolling from his lips like honey. His voice was deep and very melodic, literally feeling like music to Alex's ears.

“H-He went out sir." Alex replied, standing up straight to try and be respectable, but as he stood up straight, he realized that he was only in a speedo, and his throat tightened, feeling as if it had locked shut and his heart had stopped. His blood ran cold in his veins, and he instantly felt naked and exposed. Did he know that his son had a slave?

The male's eyes snapped over to the human's body, and he began to gaze at him for several seconds. Alex felt as if he was a small mouse under a magnifying glass with a scientist hovering above his head, glancing over every detail of his body and trying to get into his thoughts. He swallowed hard, knowing that if he tried to speak he would likely pass out.

“Do you wear that all the time?" The raccoon asked.

The older male was wearing a dark gray business suit, looking completely formal in comparison to Alex. Alex only gazed at the raccoon, feeling his throat still clenching around his vocal chords. His silence seemed to anger the older raccoon, and the male cleared his throat, reaching up and untightening his tie with an angered expression crossing his face.

“When I speak to you, I expect an answer back." The male snapped, showing teeth.

Alex swallowed hard and managed to open his mouth. “Y-Yes sir."

“Are you Alex?" He asked again, straightening his suit jacket as he glanced around the apartment suite that he had purchased for his son.

“Yes sir." Alex replied, still stiff as a board.

“Do you know how to say anything else besides 'yes sir'?"

“Yes sir."

Alex flinched, realizing that he had continued to say the same phrase over and over again, but he was only trying to be respectful, and he slowly moved his hands to the front of his body, covering his groin as he nodded and continued to speak.

“I do know how to say more sir."

The older raccoon nodded and rubbed his index finger over the top of the dining room table, looking for dust. Alex was instantly relieved that he had dusted in his spare time, and he swallowed harder as the male came even closer to him. The older raccoon was a few inches taller than Alex, and he was very broad in his shoulders with the physique of a young male in his twenties. He obviously took care of himself.

“Alex, I've heard much about you."

“You have?"

“Yes, my son mentioned you to me a few times, and I will have you know that since Henry was conceived in my wife's womb that I have given him the best, and I have made sure that he had the best of everything." The male spoke, keeping his tail high and his posture very formal. “Now, I come to see my son to speak to him about becoming a partner with me, and I find out he has brought home a street rat, a naked street rat to be exact." Henry's father spit the words as if he was throwing the insult into Alex's face, and Alex took a step back.

“I-I…"

Holding up his paw, George silenced the slave in an instant. He knew how to handle other people. It was what he did every day in business meetings, manipulating others to make business decisions that would benefit him.

“I just hope you haven't given my son some sort of disease. I know who you are. You're the same boy who he used to complain about in school, and I don't know what you're doing here, but I'm willing to give you an out." George snapped, reaching inside his suit jacket.

“An out? I don't want an out. I'm not messing with your son sir." Alex said sheepishly, feeling a bit shaky as he was interrogated.

As George pulled a green block from his jacket, Alex's eyes went wide as he registered what George was holding. He was holding a handful of cash, and Alex knew it had to be at least a hundred thousand.

“You can have every bill in my hand as well as another roll right now if you get dressed and get out. There's enough here for anything you want to do. I promise you won't be missed." George said, plopping the cash onto the table before removing a second light green block from his suite pocket.

In that moment, everything clicked. Henry hadn't gotten up on his own. His father had called him, woke him, and told him to go out to get some things for his stay. Henry's father had done all those things just to get Alex alone, and Alex swallowed hard, knowing that the older raccoon specifically wanted to make the deal.

For a moment, Alex considered taking the offer. He could take the money and move anywhere he wanted. He could do anything he wanted as well, but then again, he wouldn't be able to live in luxury as he was now. No one would be pleasing him in the same way, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized that he was actually happy with Henry. Why would he give that up just because Henry's father didn't approve of his poor background?

“I don't want that sir." Alex replied, feeling his mouth become dry as if it was full of cotton.

George's eyes narrowed, and Alex looked back at him, standing his ground the best he knew how. He didn't want to look away in shame, because he knew what kind of message that would send to the larger male.

“What do you mean you don't want it? I'm offering you a chance to leave." George snapped, barring his teeth once more at the smaller human.

“I don't want it sir." Alex replied again, and as the sound of the front door filled the room, Alex sighed in relief, knowing that Henry was back.

Walking into the dining room, Henry appeared, holding several brown paper bags filled with his father's favorite liquor as well as his own and a few random groceries. Henry could feel the tension in the room, and he smirked as he saw the cash sitting on the table.

“Making business deals while I was gone?" Henry asked, looking at his father before he handed Alex the paper bags. “Put these away. The liquor goes in the freezer."

Alex nodded and quickly retreated to the kitchen, thankful that he didn't have to be in the room with the older raccoon anymore. He could finally breathe. Honestly, he thought that he was going to pass out if he had to stand another moment with Henry's father.

“Hey dad." Henry said, smirking as he held open his arms and embraced his father.

His father smiled in return and embraced his son. George was very proud of everything that Henry had accomplished, and he hoped that Henry would accomplish much more in the company.

“I was just making sure he was loyal. I only want the best for my boy." He said, and Henry nodded.

“Need to examine him further?" Henry asked with a mischievous smirk, and George returned the smile with his own.

“I think I do. I need to be sure."

Henry nodded with a smirk, knowing his father was just as intrigued by the idea of a slave as he was. Of course, his father really did want what was best for him, but Henry knew that it was much more than that as well.

“Slave! Bring my father and me something to drink. I think we would both enjoy some jack and coke." He said softly, and he could hear Alex begin to shuffle around in the kitchen.

The two men began to speak together, asking each other how things were. George talked about the trip with Henry's mother and how much fun she had on their vacation, and Henry spoke about how school had finished and his many fun nights with Alex. Soon, the human walked into the room, holding two short glasses with jack and coke on the rocks. He set them down gently onto the table and slowly dropped down to his knees, knowing that he was never to stand above his master. George smirked as if he was observing a well-trained dog, and he tilted his head to the side.

“Does he do tricks too?" George asked with a smirk, and Henry chuckled.

“He will do anything you tell him to. Try it out." Henry picked up his drink, taking a sip of the perfectly mixed beverage. Alex really was a great slave.

Looking over at his son, George felt a satisfying jolt in his chest as he thought about what to do to the smaller human before him, and as the idea came to him, he picked his drink up, taking a sip.

“He can mix a good drink, but I need to see his tricks. Sit." George commanded with a murr.

Alex blushed a deep red, feeling all the blood rushing to his cheeks. He was unsure if he should comply or not. So, he glanced from George to Henry. Henry raised one of his eyebrows, watching Alex to see what he was going to do.

“Better obey pet." Henry said, and with Henry's permission, he obeyed the other male in the room, and he sat back onto his rear.

“Impressive. Did you teach him that?" George asked with a smirk, and Henry laughed, enjoying the game they were playing.

“Oh yes. We spent hours working on it. Oh, watch this. Lay down and roll over."

Alex felt his heart pounding inside of his chest, slapping back and forth against his rib cage. He was completely taken back by the way that both of the raccoons wanted to gang up on him. He swallowed hard and slowly laid back onto the floor and rolled over toward his master's seat, feeling humiliated at the tricks they were making him do. He could hear both men chuckling and practically feel them smiling down at him, and even though he was completely humiliated, he could feel his cock beginning to stir and harden under the lime green speedo that he still wore. His cheeks inflamed with heat as he felt his cock hardening, and he hoped that they wouldn't notice.

“That's a very original trick. Let's try this. Sit up." George commanded, watching as Alex sat up to rest back on his knees. “Bark."

The words rolled from George's tongue and slithered over Alex's skin, giving him goosebumps as the commands were becoming more and more demeaning. He knew that George didn't want him to say “bark." He wanted him to actually bark as if he were nothing more than a common house pet, which he was. Alex bit his bottom lip and mustered the best voice he could, barking twice before he went back to staring at the ground.

“Cute." Henry said, smirking as he took a large gulp of his drink, nearing the bottom.

“Come here pet. Let me have a look at you." George commanded, and Alex obeyed, crawling forward on his knees.

Alex was hesitant, but he wanted to obey, and he crawled forward until his knees pressed against the wooden leg of George's chair. Without warning, George reached down and gripped a handful of Alex's long, shaggy hair. The brown strands hung from George's fist, and Alex let out a soft gasp in excitement as his cock sprang to life. George was gently pulling Alex's hair, using it to help direct his head from side to side, and Alex shivered in the male's grip, feeling his member give another throb in excitement.

“He has smooth skin for a human, hardly any blemishes." George commented, griping Alex's jaw with his other hand as he moved his face left and right.

Alex couldn't look anywhere but George's face, and he blushed as he realized how handsome Henry's father really was up close. He looked a lot like Henry in his facial features and fur pattern, and Alex caught himself wondering if Henry would look as handsome in future years as his father. George continued his observations, hooking his thumb into Alex's lips before using his index finger to lift Alex's upper jaw, forcing Alex to open his mouth. George leaned forward, eyeing Alex's teeth until he was satisfied.

Blushing, Alex was beginning to feel like a show dog, being observed for best quality. He didn't dare pull away or move without permission, because he knew one false move could cause George to reject Alex as a proper slave for Henry. George was looking over Alex's body, noticing how smooth and hairless he was on every inch of his frame. He even took a moment to admire the full and aching package between Alex's legs.

“I will admit that you've picked a decent one." George said, removing his paw from Alex's jaw to finish his drink in one large gulp.

“He is a good pet." Henry replied, patting his inner thigh.

Alex turned his head immediately, looking back at Henry as if he had been called, and George sat back in his chair, releasing the long strands of hair from his grip. It was obvious that Henry was getting his slave's attention, and Alex crawled back over to Henry, nuzzling his right knee under the dining room table. Honestly, he was happy to be out of George's scrutinizing eyes. He hated how small and helpless he felt in George's grasp.

“Pet, be a good boy and rub my paws while the men speak." Henry said, and Alex nodded even though Henry couldn't see him through the wooden table.

Reaching out, Alex took Henry's right foot into his hands. He shifted to sit Indian style on the floor and began to gently message his master's paw pads, adding pressure only when he felt it was necessary. Since Alex had started messaging Henry's feet every day, Henry's toe pads were softer than a newborn, and Alex bit his bottom lip as he reframed from leaning down to lick his master's foot. He had only asked for a rub, and he knew his master would growl if he did more without permission.

Over the course of half an hour, Alex continued to rub Henry's paws, moving from one paw to the other to make sure that each knot was removed from the muscles. Alex could hardly make out what the two males above him were talking about, but as he listened closely, he thought that he heard George mention something about a business trip. Suddenly, Alex began to panic on the inside, wondering what would happen to him if Henry left him alone for a whole weekend or a whole week. Would he be allowed to rub himself? Even if he was, Alex knew it wouldn't be as much fun to play without the thrill of getting caught or punished.

Lost in thought, Alex didn't even realize that George had stood from his seat, and he didn't realize Henry was following until his master pulled his paws from Alex's hands, standing to his feet. Slowly, Alex peaked from under the table to see Henry and George embracing each other in a momentary hug before they pulled apart.

“See you in two days dad. I can't wait." Henry said with a smirk, and George nodded, patting his son on the shoulder before he walked toward the door.

As the door closed behind George, Alex felt as if he could breathe easily again. He wasn't quite sure what it was about George that made his body stiff, but he was happy to be able to move again. Slowly, Alex crawled out from under the table on all fours, staying down on his knees as Henry glanced back at him.

“Looks like we're going on a business trip." Henry said with a smirk.

Alex blinked several times, looking shocked. “We?" He asked.

“Of course. You didn't think I would leave you here alone did you?" Henry asked, swaying his tail. “I can't have you learning to disobey me, and I don't want to have to please myself. That's your job pet."

“Yes master." Alex replied, biting his bottom lip as he began to wonder what the trip would be like.

“I think my father likes you. That's good, but he may try to steal you. My mother doesn't allow him to be rough with her at all. You may just be an outlet for both of us." Henry laughed, trying to hide the lust that was growing in his eyes.

Alex gulped, wondering if Henry was telling the truth or if he was just trying to make Alex anxious and turned on. It was working though, because the thought of being taken by the two large raccoons made Alex completely hard and strained his speedo.

“I-I like that idea." Alex said softly, blushing as Henry smirked at him before walking to the table and finishing his drink.

Handing his glass back to Alex, he winked, showing off his sharp teeth with a snide grin. “Make me another one of those but make it a double shot this time."

“Yes master."

Henry rubbed his paws together as he walked back towards his bedroom, practically prancing in happiness. He knew he would need to pack, because they were leaving on Thursday and driving down to Clawsdale City until Sunday. Henry suspected that they would most likely have a meeting every day, but other than the meetings, they would be staying in a high end resort with every accommodation. Additionally, he was also thinking of every way he could play with Alex in the course of the weekend, and he needed to rummage through some things in his room. He was hoping that he could find something fun and exciting to surprise his slave with.

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The two days before the trip went by quickly for Henry. He spent them rummaging through his closet and buying new toys for his slave and packing up as many clothes and business suites as he could find. On the other hand, Alex spent those two days messaging his master's paws and packing a small bag full of enough speedos to last the weekend. He blushed at the thought of his bag going through security, because he knew what everyone would think. Their thoughts would be correct, but it still made him blush nonetheless.

Despite Alex's constant begging, Henry had denied the poor human a climax for some time. Alex hadn't gotten to release in two and a half weeks. He had been counting each day, hoping that Henry would please him, but Henry saw things a different way. He wanted Alex to be primed and ready for the business trip, because he knew how stressful the meetings were going to be. They were always drawn out and agonizing, and he wanted his pet eager.

“Are you ready master?" Alex asked as he peeked his head around the corner of Henry's door.

Henry was standing at his bed, zipping the large, black duffel bag that he had packed with an assortment of things. He had just finished packing when Alex peaked his head in, and he smirked toward the human.

“I am. I'm all packed up. Is my father outside yet?" Henry asked with a murr, looking at the slave who was for once wearing normal clothes.

To anyone looking, he appeared like any other young man traveling with a friend. He was wearing jeans and a nice t-shirt that swayed with each movement. It was Henry's shirt, making it at least two sizes too big for the human, but Henry knew it wouldn't be long until his pet was naked once more.

“He is. I saw the car pull up just a few minutes ago sir." Alex replied with a smile, holding his small bag that easily could have been a large purse. He didn't need to bring much.

“Good." Henry smirked, picking his bag up and placing it onto his broad shoulder.

“What time are we supposed to be at the airport master?" Alex asked, biting his bottom lip as Henry reached up to rub Alex's head like a small pup.

“Airport?" Henry asked, raising one eyebrow. “No pet. We're riding in a limo. It's only a two hour drive, and I'm sure you'll enjoy it." Henry said with a smirk, implying a hidden message that Alex couldn't quite make out.

“Yes sir." Alex replied, biting his bottom lip as they began walking toward the front door.

As Henry walked toward the entrance, he turned off every appliance he passed, looking around to double check his home. He didn't want to leave anything on, and once he was satisfied, he walked out of the apartment with Alex trailing close behind him.

Alex was sure to stay close, watching as Henry's tail swayed back and forth. As his tail swayed, Alex caught a glimpse of Henry's ass in his jeans, and he bit his bottom lip harder, admiring the handsome male in front of him. His cock began to ache, and Alex took a deep breath, realizing how frisky he still was. Almost anything would get him hard, and he knew he had to keep it under control when he was in public. Henry had told him he was to act respectable and polite when in public, because like all wealthy men, Henry had a reputation to uphold if he was going to run a business in the future, and Alex obeyed strictly. He definitely didn't want to anger his alpha.

Once they were outside, Alex could see the limo clearly. He had only seen it from the top window before, and from a distance, it looked small. Up close, Alex could see that the limo stretched at least two and a half car lengths with enough space to fit ten people. It was an impressive ride with tinted black windows dark enough to hide the inner contents. As Henry told Alex to climb in, Alex did as he was told and opened the back door, leaning down to get into the limo. The entire back of the limo was covered in soft seats on each side. The interior was black leather with every outline of the cup holders and the fridge lined with soft LED lights to allow a glowing, white hue to fill the car. Alex sat on the seat to the right of the door, seeing George already waiting and comfortable in his limo. He was sitting in the very back seat, diagonal to Alex, and he smirked as he swished the scotch in his paw before taking another sip.

“Ready for the trip?" He asked with a murr, and Alex nodded in a shy and hesitant manner.

Alex was still a bit warry of Henry's father, but he figured that over time he might get used to him. He heard the slam of the trunk and watched through the tinted windows as Henry walked around and slipped inside the limo. He sat next to his father on the back seat and smirked as he got comfortable, relaxing his shoulders against the soft leather. Alex was still a bit tense, but he watched as George turned his attention to a small box by the back window. With closer inspection, Alex realized that the box was really a speaker with a small red button beneath.

“We're ready to go." George said to the box, and the hidden driver began to lurch the car forward, heading to their destination.

There was a black window cover that separated the driver from the passengers, and the only way to lower the cover was to press a button next to Henry. Suddenly, Alex bit his bottom lip, knowing that he was hidden in the back with the two raccoons. Of course, he could watch the cars move outside the window, but he knew they couldn't see inside.

“How long do we have until we arrive?" Henry asked with a murr, looking over at his father.

George looked back at his son, smirking. “We have about two hours. I thought it might be longer, but the driver assured me we would make it by noon."

“That's still a long ride. I think I could use a nice foot rub."

“You know son, I agree."

They both snickered, and Alex blushed softly, slowly getting onto his knees and crawling over to the males. The car was shifting under him, making his knees wobble slightly, but he tried to ignore it, keeping his body still the best he could. As he reached his master's foot paws, Alex gently removed Henry's shoes and socks, laying them behind him. Immediately, he began rubbing Henry's right foot paw, pressing his thumbs in the arch and heel to please. Honestly, Alex loved rubbing his master's paws. They were always so soft, and he loved the way he could work out Henry's tension and stress. It made him feel useful and important.

“That's good." Henry moaned softly, laying his head back onto the leather cushion behind him.

He smirked and curled the toes on his other paw, feeling the tension melt from his right paw as if it was water dripping from his fur. Over the last several months, Alex had become insanely good at rubbing and messaging any body part. Alex blushed as he was praised for his work with moans of bliss, and he eagerly switched paws, grinding his thumbs into Henry's aching muscles. Henry let out another soft moan, and Alex playfully stroked his fingers back and forth over the top of Henry's paws as his thumbs searched for every knot.

He pleasured his master's paws for several minutes until George cleared his throat in a loud and harsh manner, vocalizing that he felt neglected without actually using words. Alex slowly glanced over to the smaller raccoon and back to his master. Henry smirked and nodded his head in his father's direction, giving the slave permission to switch.

“I think it's my turn to experience this little slave of yours." George snarled in a dominant manner.

“Of course dad." Henry replied, flexing his toes as they felt relaxed.

Alex slowly moved to the other male, taking off his expensive, black dress shoes that accented the suit that George was wearing. He removed the male's socks and blushed as he saw his foot paws. They were smaller than Henry's, but as Alex began to rub George's paws, he could feel how tense the older male was. His paws were riddled with knots of all sizes, and Alex began to press his thumbs into each individual knot and messaged in circles, trying to do his best to impress the male in front of him.

Curling his toes, George began to murr softly as he felt the small human rubbing all ten of his fingers over his foot paw, desperately trying to get every tense spot. It was positively working, because George had to lay his head back onto the leather cushion in bliss as he felt his stress melting through his toes. He could understand then why Henry liked the little human so much, and he honestly couldn't remember the last time he had been messaged. It was impressive how much tension that he carried in his feet, and until that moment, George hadn't realized how badly he needed the rub.

“You've trained him well."

“Oh, I know. He's spent many hours below my paws." Henry bragged.

“What else is he good at?" George asked with a smirk, watching as Alex changed foot paws.

“Anything you ask." Henry smirked, and Alex looked down at the floor, feeling his cheeks burn as his shyness came to the surface. However, he did not stop rubbing.

He knew what the two males were hinting at, and truthfully, he had been expecting it the second that Henry mentioned he was going on a business trip with them. How could he not expect it? It was the only reason he was brought along.

“Is that so? Show me." George murred, crossing his arms over his chest as the car took an exit turn.

“Give my paws a good clean slave." Henry commanded, watching as Alex crawled back over to him.

Alex was on his knees once more in-between Henry's legs. He knew he couldn't lift Henry's foot paws, because the movement of the vehicle was too unpredictable for Alex to stay still. Slowly, Alex laid down onto his stomach in the limo and leaned forward, beginning to lick his master's foot paws over the tops of his toes until Henry sat his foot up on the heel. Alex then began to lick from the bottom of his heel to the top of his toes, making sure to curl his tongue with the arch of Henry's foot. He lapped at his foot pads until they were practically dripping with his saliva. Alex was lost in his own bliss, loving the way that his master's paws tasted on his tongue. He began lapping faster, letting his tongue flick over every inch before he switched foot paws to begin again. By the time he was finished, Alex's whole face was covered in his own saliva, and he could even feel a few strands of his hair that had gotten wet from the continuous lapping and licking.

“Good boy." Henry smirked, watching as Alex slowly raised back to his knees.

Blushing, Alex could see both Henry and George looking down at his groin, and as he sat back up, he could feel why. His member throbbed inside of his pants, and Alex wiggled from side to side, trying to find a comfortable position. For months, he had no reason to wear clothing and never had his hard on restrained in jeans, but he was beginning to remember how much of a hassle pants were.

“That excited him." George remarked, nodding his head toward Alex's throbbing hard-on.

“It usually does. He's a little slut for my foot paws." Henry chuckled, relaxing back against the seat even more now that his stress level was down.

“Come here pet." George commanded, and Alex hesitantly moved back to the older male raccoon, looking up at him as he wondered what was going to happen.

Adjusting his hips once more, Alex could feel his cock throbbing against the zipper of his pants, making him want to rip off the fabric in only a matter of seconds, but he knew he had to keep his clothes on until his master said otherwise. Looking down, Alex could see George flexing his toes, and he slowly leaned down, figuring that George wanted the same as his son, but quickly, George snapped his fingers in an angry gesture and cleared his throat.

“Did I say that's what I wanted?" George growled, and Alex blushed, feeling his eyes become wide. What else would he have wanted?

“I'm sorry sir." Alex replied softly, looking over to Henry for help, but Henry simply smirked, watching the show.

Elegantly, George held out his right paw, stretching his fingers out to show off how long and polished they were. He nodded his head and grinned, showing his sharp teeth.

“Suck my fingers pet." George commanded, and Alex felt his cock throb in excitement.

“Yes sir." He whispered, leaning forward to take George's paws into his shaky hands.

Slowly, he leaned his mouth forward and slid George's middle finger through his lips and took his finger all the way to the knuckle. He began to suck, rubbing his tongue over the underside of George's finger. Alex obeyed and sucked hard, making a few slurping noises. Watching intently, George soon added his index finger into the boy's mouth, and he smirked as he watched Alex's lips stretch, but the pet never missed a beat and continued to slowly bob his head back and forth.

“You're right son. He is very good." George snickered, tilting his head to the side.

There was a bit of a mischievous look that appeared on George's face, and as Alex looked up into the raccoon's eyes, he wondered what he was about to do. However, he didn't flinch or move away. He simply continued to suck on the two fingers he was given until he felt George slowly begin to push in a third. It was his ring finger that time, and Alex was forced to open his mouth wider, sucking on the older Raccoon's fingers as if it was his member. A few times, George widened his fingers as far as he could, watching as Alex's lips stretched and strained. It was then he slowly pulled his fingers out and smirked, finishing his scotch before he leaned forward and wiped his fingers off on Alex's shirt.

“I think I actually need clean foot paws as well." George said, slowly reaching over to the small end table attached to the door. He poured himself another glass of scotch and dropped in a large, circular ice cube before giving the glass a nice swish. “Would you like a drink son?"

“I would love one."

“Get to work pet while I fix my son's drink." George commanded.

Grabbing another glass, George dropped in another circular ice cube and poured a large glass of scotch for his son, giving the drink three swishes before slowly leaning back against the black leather and handing his son the glass. Henry eagerly took it, letting out a soft moan as he sipped the scotch that had been aged for several years.

“You always pick the best bottles." Henry moaned, licking his lips of every last morsel of scotch.

“Only the best." George moaned as he watched Alex lean down and begin lapping his tongue over George's paws.

Shivering, Alex laid back down onto the smooth carpet of the limo, feeling his shirt slowly ride up. His skin was brushing against the carpet now, making him shiver as he thought of his soft bed sheets that he eagerly bucked against every morning. He began to brush his tongue in-between each one of George's long toes, even daringly licking against George's claws. He could feel the claw tips brushing against his tongue, threatening to cut him, but he didn't care. He had become quite skilled. Alex slowly coaxed George's paws onto the heels before he began lapping at the arches and the undersides that he had rubbed and messaged earlier. He could feel the car continuously shifting underneath his body, and as the driver slowly pressed against the brakes, Alex could feel his body trying to slide on the carpet. He re-adjusted himself and began lapping eagerly and hungrily against George's paws, making sure to make them drip just as Henry's had done. His tongue curved and swept over every inch, making George bite his bottom lip in excitement from watching the human.

“I'm so glad we brought him." George moaned, taking a large gulp of his drink.

Before long, Alex slowly pulled away and admired his work. He could see his saliva slowly dripping down onto the carpet below, and he teasingly blew onto George's feet, giving them a cool feeling as if they had been rubbed with soothing menthol. George let out a soft moan, and he smirked down at the pet.

“Are you satisfied with him?" Henry asked playfully, feeling his own member beginning to stir in the crotch of his pants.

“Ask me that at the end of our trip." George chuckled.

“Oh I will." Henry said with a smirk, looking back toward Alex.

For the rest of the trip, Alex was ordered to lay on his back on the floor to serve as a foot rest. George placed his paws onto Alex's chest, and Henry had one foot on Alex's stomach and the other on top of his groin. Occasionally, Henry would add pressure onto Alex's groin, making the human moan as Henry's foot paw pressed against his throbbing and neglected cock. Even though it was through the jeans, Alex still bucked his hips, grinding his needy cock against his master's foot the best he could. Above, Alex could hear both males discussing business procedures. They were yapping about what techniques they needed to use and what topics they needed to discuss in meetings, and all the while, Alex bucked his hips against his Master's foot, completely held in place on the floor by four foot paws no matter which way the limo turned or how quickly it stopped.

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Once they arrived at the resort, each male slowly slipped out of the car, leaving Alex last. He walked to the trunk with the raccoons and grabbed his small bag from the back, following close behind Henry like a tiny lap dog as they walked toward the front entrance. Both Henry and George seemed to know where they were going, but Alex was completely lost, glancing around his surroundings left and right. He had never seen the inside of a resort, but it wasn't much different than the elegant apartment he lived in with Henry. Everything was elegantly decorated and designed for show, and Alex scanned around, admiring all of the small figurines that lined the end tables in the lobby.

It didn't take long before they were in an elevator, rising to the top floor, which was the thirtieth. Looking out of the glass elevator, Alex felt himself become nauseous. He had never been up that high before and watching the cars and trees grow small below him was a bit nerve wracking.

Not once did Henry or George reach for Alex on the way to the room. They kept their distance, simply talking business or standing in silence. Even in the elevator, both of the males were very conservative with their behavior, keeping the mentality of businessmen upfront for everyone to see. Alex understood, seeing that he was only a bedroom toy. After all, the Riften men had a reputation to uphold.

“Here we are." George said as the elevator came to a halt and the doors slid open slowly.

The door opened up into a small hallway with only three doors on each side and one at the end of the hall. They were on the suite floor where all of the CEOs and higher ups got to stay, and Alex blushed as he walked forward, excited to see the room. Henry's father held a small card over a black, electronic box at the right side of the door, and the door opened slowly. To Alex's surprise, there was no handle, and he walked in with the other men, mesmerized by the electronic door before he saw the room.

The room was even more astonishing with the entire back wall made of glass similar to Henry's apartment, but the glass was much thicker and the view was ten times more astounding. Alex could see several miles out toward the city, eyeing sky scrapers larger than he had ever seen, and beyond the tall buildings, he could make out a large lake shimmering in the sunlight. It was a beautiful view, and for a second, Alex wished he could watch a thunderstorm roll in over the lake. He wanted to watch the clouds spark with light and the rain fall onto the windows.

“This is nice." Henry said with a smirk, walking into the suite with his hands in his pockets, looking from side to side to admire the place.

It smelled of lavender and everything was in order. In the middle of the room was the common area with two L-shaped couches pushed together to form a broad U-shape, and a large television was placed against the wall in the middle of the sofas. The room also featured two separate bedrooms, one on each side of the common area, and George smirked as he began walking toward the left to claim his room. Obediently, Alex followed Henry to the right. Each room had a king sized bed with a large television, a large fridge in the corner filled with refreshments, and a personal bathroom complete with a Jacuzzi and a steam shower.

“I love it master." Alex said with a smile, setting his small bag in a chair that was perched in the back corner of the room.

Later, he would put away all of his little speedos and thongs into a drawer, but then, he wanted to be at Henry's disposal for anything he needed.

“This is your new home for a few days. I want you to go through my bag and put everything up just like I keep it at home. Understand?" Henry asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“Yes sir." Alex said with a smirk, biting his bottom lip in excitement.

Alex hadn't seen Henry pack his bags, but he knew that there would be exciting things to find, and he didn't mind the task one bit. Slipping out of the room, Henry left to go speak with his father about their business schedule, and Alex quickly began to rummage through Henry's things. On top of his bag was simply his socks and underwear. Alex quickly put them away into the dresser and continued to dig deeper. After several minutes, he had made it to the interesting items perched in the bottom of the bag. Unknown to Alex, Henry had packed several sex toys to help pleasure the young human, and Alex bit his bottom lip as he slowly took out each toy and placed them into a drawer in the dresser all to themselves. He couldn't wait to use them.

“All done master." Alex called from the bedroom, hearing Henry's voice filtering from the common room as he spoke.

Walking back into his room, Henry smirked as he saw Alex sitting on the foot of the bed. Henry walked over to his bag, peeking inside. The bag was completely empty, and Henry stole a glance between his pet's legs, hoping that Alex had excited himself when he found the toys. Pushing the bag onto the floor, Henry let out a soft growl toward Alex.

“What are you still doing in clothes anyway?" He asked a bit angrily, and Alex jumped to his feet, quickly stripping himself down to the red and blue speedo that hugged to his small hips. “Those too."

Alex slid off his speedo as well, blushing as the fabric landed on his feet, and he was left naked in front of his alpha. The soft breeze of cool air on his semi-hard shaft made Alex bite his bottom lip, and he had to restrain himself from using his paws to act as a cover for his groin. He knew that Henry hated that act more than anything.

“Yes alpha."

“My father and I have a meeting first thing in the morning. It's a big one. I think we both need to be stress free. Get on your hands and knees pet. It's time to have some fun." Henry smirked, flicking his ears back in excitement.

Alex dropped to his knees, getting into the position that his master wanted. He had no idea what was going to happen, but he didn't care. When Henry mentioned play time, Alex's heart always began to race and pound against his rib cage in anticipation. His cock was already beginning to harden, and Henry smirked, walking over to the dresser and pulling out the middle, right drawer. As expected, the toys were there packed as neatly as possible.

“Good boy." Henry proclaimed, rummaging through the drawer.

Finding what he wanted, Henry pulled a few items from the drawer, but Alex couldn't see what he was holding. Moving into the common room, Henry walked slowly with the toys against his chest, knowing that Alex would follow him like a good pet. Alex let out a soft moan and began to crawl forward on his hands and knees, feeling his hardened cock beginning to bob back and forth with each shift of his hips. He felt completely exposed, especially when George came into view, and Alex blushed, looking back down at the floor in embarrassment.

George smirked as the pet crawled into the room. It was a demeaning pose for the boy, but the older raccoon loved it. He was never able to dominate his wife like that, and the feeling of over powering another person made his groin throb. Henry had a wonderful thing going for him, and George made a mental note to come visit his son more often.

Turning around to face his pet, Henry slowly undid the belt of his jeans and opened the zipper, letting his body relax as the restraint was lifted. A soft sigh escaped his lips as if he had just taken a sip of a cool drink on a hot day, and with a satisfied grin on his face, Henry slowly sat onto the leather couch, letting his boxers bulge proudly in the open. George did the same, opening his slacks before he sat back onto the couch next to his son, tilting his head to the side as he watched the human on the floor. Henry then tossed what he had in his paws onto the floor, and Alex looked down, seeing a thick vibrator and a small bottle of lube.

“We're going to play a game." Henry chuckled mischievously, feeling his bulge become even more prominent as several filthy thoughts crosses his mind.

George lifted one eyebrow, looking to his son before glancing back to the human. “Oh, I can't wait for this. Games were always my favorite back in my prime."

Alex swallowed hard, feeling his cheeks burn. His sac was swollen between his legs, backed up with several loads of cum that he was dying to release. He didn't even know what the game was, but he was already prepared to obey every word.

“Put on a show for us. You do whatever we say. Understand pet?" Henry asked, and Alex nodded in response.

“Yes sir. I understand completely." He sputtered, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Use that toy and play with yourself nice and slow to start. We'll let you get used to it." Henry snickered, and George shifted in his seat, feeling himself becoming harder with each passing moment.

Alex nodded, knowing exactly what they wanted. Picking up the toy and the small bottle, he lubed up the vibrator, wrapping his paw around the silicone shaft to spread the lube over every inch. In the end, he knew that extra lube would pleasure him more as well as give a better show. The toy was about the same size as Henry's member, and Alex felt his cock throb as he imagined that he was rubbing his master. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind. How big was George? He had been trying not to think that way, but he knew he was going to find out sooner or later, and he had a hunch that it was going to be sooner, considering that he could see the heavy bulge poking through the opening in his dress pants.

Switching positions, Alex moved so that he was still on all fours, but he was now facing away from both the raccoons. He was facing the other side of the couch, perched in the middle of the leather sofa as if he were in an arena. Alex felt his cheeks burning as if they were caught in a bonfire, and he slowly leaned down, pressing his face into the white carpet and spreading his legs, pushing his hips in the air. He knew the males could see his full sac, and he reached back between his legs, pushing the head of the vibrator against his tight ass. Slowly, he added pressure, allowing the toy to slide past the tight ring of his hole and into his folds, making him bite his bottom lip as his ass stretched. It was the most amazing feeling in the world, and without realizing it, Alex let his tongue fall out of his mouth like a panting bitch in heat. He continued to push until the toy hilted inside of him, and when the toy couldn't go any further, he held it in place and bucked his hips gently, feeling his cock throbbing and aching as it dangled in the air.

“I'll go first. Then it's your turn dad. Let's see who can make him do the most embarrassing thing. The winner gets to keep Alex in bed for the rest of the weekend."

“That sounds like a good plan son. Just don't get upset when I win. I've had more experience with these things than you." George snickered.

“We'll see."

Staying on the floor, Alex felt his heart beginning to race. He knew that he was nothing more than a pawn in their game, but the reality of it made his body ache for their ideas and tortures. It was as if they were mentally rolling dice to determine how many paces they could move and see who could outdo the other.

“We'll start simple. Start moving the toy back and forth nice and slow. Show off for us." Henry commanded.

Alex obeyed. He began pumping the toy slowly, moving it so that he could feel every ridge. The vibration wasn't on yet, but he didn't mind. The stretch pleasured him just as well. He pulled the toy out to the head before pushing it slowly back inside, letting his ass adjust and stretch to take the size of the toy. He bit his bottom lip, rubbing his cheek in the carpet. His hair fell over his face, and Alex knew that both males were watching the way his hole wrapped around the toy and the way his sac swayed idly with each pump. It was a bit embarrassing to be watched so intently doing something so filthy, but he knew it was going to get a lot worse if they were competing.

“Faster." George commanded, smirking as he took his turn before glancing back at Henry. He was handing the game dice back.

Alex rubbed his cheek harder against the carpet, getting comfortable as he nuzzled the floor and widened his legs. His sac hung freely then without any interference from his thighs, and he began to pump the toy faster, feeling the lube allow for his quickened movement without any problems or friction. His ass was tight, but he could move the toy with ease, and as the toy moved in and out of him, Alex began to bite his bottom lip, holding in several moans. He was trying not to show the two raccoons behind him how much he was enjoying himself, but the hardened shaft between his legs was a large red flag to his desires.

“Turn that vibrator on high pet. There's no time for low." Henry laughed, and Alex did as he was told.

Using his index finger, Alex found the button in the middle of the base. He pressed it three times, feeling the toy come alive and speed up with each press of the button. Soon, the toy was buzzing inside his walls, making his whole groin ache for attention. His cock began bobbing harder from the thrusts, and Alex bit his bottom lip, letting out a soft gasp that he couldn't contain as the toy brushed against his sweet spot.

“O-Oooh!" He called out, feeling his own stress begin to melt away from his body. It had been far too long since he had been allowed to play with himself.

“Let's get exciting." George snickered. “Slave, I want you to push that toy as deep as possible and crawl over to me. Make sure to bring that lube bottle though. We're going to play fetch."

Alex's heart leaped inside his chest and he pushed the buzzing silicone as deep as possible inside of himself, gasping as it felt impossibly deep, buzzing against all the best spots. His ass was tight, clamping down on the toy. He didn't have to worry about it falling out, and he picked up the lube bottle, putting the cap into his mouth to hold. There was no way he could hold it in his hands and crawl at the same time. Blushing, he did as he was told and crawled forward to George, feeling the toy wiggle inside of him with each movement of his legs. Reaching down, George took the bottle from the human's mouth before lifting it and throwing it across the room. Alex had expected it to be a small throw, but the bottle smacked the wall on the other side of the room, all the way back to the bedrooms.

“Fetch." George commanded in a snide, content tone.

Alex began to crawl away from the males, moaning loudly as his ass tightened and the toy vibrated, shifting from side to side with the sway of his hips. He felt completely humiliated as he crawled away from them, feeling his swollen sac rubbing against his thighs and his cock bobbing up and down, fully hard and beginning to drip onto the carpet. It seemed like ages until he finally reached the bottle, leaning down like a dog to pick it up with his teeth before he began to crawl back. With each shift of his legs, the toy grinded against his prostate, making the poor human buck his hips in pleasure. George continued, throwing the bottle three times after the first, and each time, Alex could feel his hole becoming more and more sensitive from the heavy vibrations of the toy. He was nearing a climax, and he wanted desperately to finish, but he knew he wasn't allowed until Henry gave the word.

“That was cute, but I have something even better. Come lay down with those legs spread pet. You're going to give me a foot message with your cock."

Alex's eyes went wide as his cock began to throb violently with each pound of his heart. It was becoming impossible for him not to finish, but he knew he had to obey. He didn't want to be denied a climax any longer than he had to, and he knew the way to get in trouble was to break the rules. Crawling to his master, he slowly laid onto his back, feeling the toy get pushed even deeper inside of his ass from the weight of his body on the floor. Alex gasped to the ceiling, spreading his legs as wide as he could while still keeping them flat on the ground. Henry had slipped his shoes off as soon as they entered the door, and he moved his foot paw forward, putting his heel on the floor. His foot was then standing straight up, and Alex wiggled down until his sac was pressed to Henry's heel. The sensation of warmth against his sac cause Alex to moan loudly, and Henry let out a soft murr, enjoying his view. Alex then reached down with his right hand and lifted his cock to stand straight up before he grinded his throbbing shaft onto the underside of Henry's foot paw. The rubbing sensation sent Alex into a land of bliss. His eyes wanted to roll back into his head, and he idly began to buck his hips, letting his instincts take over his body movements. His toes curled with each thrust, and Henry smirked as he began to see pre-cum oozing from the tip of the Human's cock, sliding down to be used as lube for the grind.

“What a cute pet you are." Henry cooed with a murr, pushing his foot paw harder against Alex's groin.

“Master!" Alex called out in pleasure, bucking his hips harder.

In an urgent need for pleasure, Alex reached down and gripped Henry's toes before sitting up. He was now sitting on the toy, pushing it as deep as possible inside of his ass and he gripped Henry's foot holding it firmly in place before bucking his hips wildly. He was pretending to fuck the soft foot paw. His eyes were closed, and he could feel the tip of his cock beginning to tingle and ache as he became sensitive. Alex was enjoying himself so much that he almost didn't hear George beside him.

“I think he's about to cum."

“I think you're right." Henry replied, pulling his foot away from the needy little pet and wiping Alex's pre-cum onto the carpet below.

Alex whimpered immediately, crying out in agony as his pleasure was interrupted. His cock was throbbing, and he was having a hard time keeping his hips still even though he had nothing to grind on. His head was still clouded in pleasure, and he let out a soft sigh of want, looking at his master with pleading eyes.

“Please master I need to cum! Please let me finish!" Alex begged, but both males simply smirked.

“We're not done with you yet." Henry said, and he glanced at his father. “I believe it's your turn."

Both males sat together on the couch with throbbing members between their legs. Henry was occasionally shifting from side to side, trying not to reach into his pants to make his excitement obvious, but George didn't care. He reached inside of his pants and adjusted his cock, tucking it up against his stomach.

“So it is." George responded, feeling himself becoming aroused in a way that he hadn't felt in years.

Used to, George and his wife would do all sorts of crazy and sexual things no matter the place or time of day, but as they aged, she became less needy, and he had a reputation to uphold, limiting their play time to home. George cleared his throat and smirked as he looked down at the smaller human, trying to think of something to top his son's command. He desperately wanted to win the little pet to have him for the rest of the trip. That meant he was going to have to be creative.

Sitting up against the couch, George leaned up and thought for a moment. The young human was at his complete disposal, and he smirked as he pointed toward the other corner of the couch.

“Little pets are always getting in trouble for their frisky behavior. I think this little human should show us how frisky he is with one of the couch cushions."

Henry smirked, looking at Alex with an expectant gaze. Alex knew what he was supposed to do, and his cheeks swelled with more blood, making his heart skip a beat. He was already panting, feeling he toy vibrating wildly inside of his hole. The vibrations radiated through his entire groin, and he began crawling toward the couch, moaning the entire way. Once he removed one of the couch cushions, he set it on the floor in front of him. The cushion was a long and thick square, perfect for mounting, and he pushed it up against his throbbing cock and groin, feeling the cool leather make him shiver. He was completely embarrassed, knowing that both men were watching him intently. When Alex was younger, he had a dog that would hump stuffed animals that were left on the floor. He remembered how his mother had disciplined the dog with a slap on the muzzle and a wag of her finger, and now, he felt as if he was the dog. He began moving his hips back and forth, beginning to hump the cushion as he had the pillow months before. Except he had humped the pillow out of desperation, and he was violating the cushion on command.

“Oh God…" Alex whispered, feeling the soft leather brushing against the underside of his throbbing cock.

Honestly, it felt intriguing. He loved the way it seemed to slightly tug at his skin when he thrusted, and he began to hump the cushion, moving his hips back and forth faster. Closing his eyes, Alex began to actually enjoy himself. The mix of embarrassment and pleasure made his body ache, and he let his tongue hang from his mouth, feeling more and more like an animal with each buck of his hips.

“He loves it." Henry said with a smirk, watching his pet desperately humping at the cushion between his legs.

“Faster." George responded, and Alex obeyed, moving his hips harder and faster as if he was actually mating with another person.

Alex began to moan, unable to keep the noises to himself. His cock was throbbing wildly against the cushion, and he shivered, gripping the top of the cushion with his nails for better leverage. He began to imagen that he was taking a slave of his own, pounding himself inside the small slave's ass without mercy just as Henry did to him. Before he realized it, Alex could feel his sac beginning to tighten, nearing a climax, but he couldn't stop thrusting. He was too lost in his thoughts to stop.

Watching intently, George could see the desperation in the way that the young human moved. He was showing the cushion no mercy, and as he looked closer, George could see the cushion was getting wet. Every time Alex thrusted forward and dragged his hips back over the cushion, he left streaks of pre-cum over the leather. He could hear both males behind him murring from the sight, but he wasn't paying attention to them anymore. His body was screaming for an orgasm. His muscles were tightening, tingling in ways he never knew, and he began panting like a dog to add to his embarrassment. The act stimulated him even more, making him feel filthy for the act he was committing, but he didn't regret a single thrust.

Within seconds, he felt his cock throb as hot cum shot from the tip. He laid his head back, moaning to the ceiling as his member erupted. Lights burst behind his eyes, and he drooled onto the cushion below, feeling his hips give small, quick bucks with each new rope that shot from the head. His toes curled, and he felt the toy inside of his walls grinding against his prostate each time he bucked. He was in heaven.

“Dammit." Henry whispered, watching as his slave wasted several weeks' worth of seed onto the cushion.

Alex had climaxed so much that the cushion appeared like a glazed doughnut, and he was breathing hard, looking down at the floor instead of at his master. He knew Henry wouldn't be very happy with him.

“What a dirty dog." George snickered.

“I-I'm sorry master." Alex whimpered, and he glanced up at Henry, slowly letting the glazed cushion lay flat onto the ground with his cum still oozing off the sides.

“If you want to finish without permission like a bad little slave then you can clean up your own messes. Lick every fucking drop of your cum off the cushion and the floor." Henry growled, and Alex felt a chill roll over his spine.

He glanced over at his mess, seeing that he had produced more cum than ever before, and he slowly got back onto all fours, crawling to the cushion. He had to lean his head down like an animal reaching for his food bowl, and he began stroking his tongue over the leather, having to taste himself. His cum was still warm on his tongue, and he blushed a deep red as he continued to lick up his mess, knowing it would take a while until it was all clean.

In his haze, Alex heard something rustling behind him. It took him a second, but he realized that it was George getting off the couch. However, Alex didn't dare turn and look to see what he was doing. He knew he would get into even more trouble that way. Instead, he continued to lick the cushion in long streaks, feeling his seed soak his tongue before he swallowed and continued to lap.

Before Alex could process what was happening, his cheeks were pressed into the slippery cushion, and he let out a loud yelp of surprise, feeling George's hips pressed to his ass, causing the toy to push even deeper. He gasped and shivered as George gripped a hand full of his long hair and began moving his head from side to side, covering Alex's face with his own cum. George then reached under Alex, pulling his knees back to cause his whole body to fall flat into the mess on the floor, and Alex blushed as he realized he was covered in his own seed.

“Tell me you love it." George growled, and Alex turned his head, humiliated as he could smell his own cum that dripped from his nose.

“I love it! Thank you sir!" He called out, feeling George shift behind him.

Henry simply watched, enjoying the show that was laying out before him. Slowly, he slipped his hand down to his groin and began stroking his throbbing cock through his boxers since his pants were already around his knees. For a moment, he considered pulling his cock out for a nice rub, but he knew that it could wait. He wanted to pay close attention to what his father was going to do next.

Reaching down, George let his paw find the toy that vibrated wildly inside of Alex's tail, and he smirked. He didn't say a word, he simply began by thrusting the toy in and out of Alex's hole, showing no signs of mercy. He moved the toy as hard as he could, pushing it all the way to the base with each forceful thrust, uncaring of any limits Alex may have had. The poor slave began to squeal, feeling the vibrating toy violently moving in and out of his tight hole. George growled at the pet below him, loving the way he struggled and wiggled in intense pleasure, and George pinned the pet's head down with his hair, moving the toy as fast as possible. The pet began to scream and struggle in pleasure, unable to fully process everything happening to him at once.

Even though Alex had just climaxed hard, he could feel his cock grow immediately, hardening to full size from the way the toy violated him. George made sure to cause the toy to rub Alex's prostate with each thrust, and Alex could already feel his sac tightening for a second climax. However, George was going too hard, and Alex's ass was having a difficult time adjusting to the new speed.

“Oh god please slow down!" Alex begged, gripping the cushion with his nails as his hips began to buck, more from George's force than anything.

“You will take it as fast as I give it slave." He growled, leaning down to snap his teeth next to Alex's ear to show his dominance.

Alex felt his cheeks burning as his ass stretched, and he began to wiggle harder, knowing that his body was nearing a second climax. Sneakily, Alex pushed his hips back, slowly going back up on his knees to allow his hole to get a better angle. Once he was in the new position, George had no trouble pushing and pulling the toy as fast as he wanted.

Henry has slipped his cock out of his boxers and began stroking himself slowly. He gripped his thick cock and smirked as he watched his bitch wiggle and squirm in pleasure. Alex was just making an even bigger mess by squirming in his own seed as the toy in his tail was pumped with force and power. Henry bit his bottom lip and began to rub himself faster, feeling his own toes curling with bliss at the same moment that Alex flexed his feet and hands for the same reason.

George growled and snapped at Alex's ear once more. Alex could feel the wind from his teeth and hear the snap of George's jaw, making him blush as he poked his hips back even more to allow George to push deeper with the vibrator. He even nuzzled his face into the cushion, trying not to scream in pleasure, because he knew that the other suites on the floor would be able to hear him, and George was strict about upholding his reputation.

“I-I have to cum!" Alex moaned softly, shivering as he curled his toes harder and felt his sac beginning to tighten as it swayed back and forth from the force of George's thrusts.

“Cum you little bitch." George smirked.

Alex shivered and dug his nails into the leather one last time before he bucked his hips and let out a loud gasp. George had been pounding his ass so hard with the vibrator that his tiny hole was almost numb, but Alex still felt his cock begin to bob and flex as another hard climax escaped him, shooting rope after rope of seed against the cushion and his stomach. George forced the toy as deep as possible before pulling it back out quickly and dropping it onto the floor with a smirk, admiring his work. Alex's hole was wide from being stretched, and George began to murr, reaching down with his left paw and giving his throbbing cock a nice stroke as it throbbed idly In his boxers, waiting patiently for its turn.

Glancing over at his son, George could see Henry was still rubbing his shaft slowly, making himself last. He didn't want to end it yet. “How was that show?" George asked.

“I loved it, and I can see he did too. I think you won." Henry smirked and crossed his arms in front of his chest before he slowly stood to his feet, letting his cock bob in the air with no care in the world. “There's only one thing to do now though."

“What's that?" George asked, still stroking the bulge between his legs.

“We have to finish ourselves off. It's not fair the little pet gets to cum and we don't." Henry snickered, and George smirked.

“I completely agree with you son."

Looking over his shoulder, Alex shivered. He was panting on the cushion, unable to even get back onto his knees. He could hear what the males were saying, but his body was in so much pleasure that he didn't have the energy to make himself move. He simply enjoyed his afterglow by resting on the cushion and the floor.

“Get up pet. It's our turn." Henry growled, and he walked in front of the smaller human, leaning down to grab a handful of his hair.

Alex gasped as his head was yanked up by his locks, making his cock give a hard throb, and he crawled onto all fours, forcing his muscles to agree with the signals he was sending them. His body wanted to lay back on the floor, but he knew that was impossible now, and he could feel his ass already trying to tighten back to its normal size while it ached.

“Think he can handle the both of us?" George asked with a deep murr vibrating inside his chest.

Honestly, he didn't care if Alex could take it or not. He knew that the smaller human was going to be forced to accept whatever he was given like a good boy, and that thought alone made George's cock rock solid. As Alex glanced up from the floor, he was surprised to see that the raccoons had already undressed themselves, and honestly, he didn't even remember hearing their clothes hit the floor. He was in too much of a haze to pay attention to anything else other than the way his body screamed for both males to pleasure him.

“Let's find out." Henry smirked, gripping Alex's hair harder in his paw, lifting his head until his mouth was level with the large raccoon's groin.

Alex let out a soft groan, taking in the musk that drifted from Henry's shaft. He loved the smell. It always made him think of a feral animal wanting to mark its territory. The musk was overpowering, but Alex didn't even flinch, because it was a smell that he was well accustomed to. He simply leaned forward and opened his mouth wide like any good pet would. Henry eagerly accepted Alex's welcoming mouth, letting out a soft moan from the heat and wetness that he was experiencing. Alex kept his muzzle wide, allowing Henry to push as deep as possible, and he gagged a bit as Henry pressed into the back of his throat, but Alex quickly regained himself, willing self-control over his gag reflex.

At the same time, George moved behind the human, getting a good position. Unfortunately, Alex's legs were too short to allow his ass to align with the raccoon's groin, meaning that George would have to lean down in order to mount the boy. Growling to himself, George gripped Alex's hips and lifted them up toward his groin, bringing the boy up high enough to line up with his throbbing member. Alex blushed, feeling his knees get lifted completely off the ground, and the new angle forced him to place his hands on the floor to support the weight that shifted to the front of his body, but he didn't mind. George adjusted himself, moving comfortably in-between Alex's legs. He positioned himself so that his cock brushed against Alex's cheeks, and Alex bit his bottom lip, feeling slightly like a sexy wheelbarrow.

“That's it pet. Take us like a good boy." Henry whispered, moaning as he pushed his hips forward, mashing his happy trail fur against Alex's nose.

Alex widened his jaw, moaning as he felt the base of Henry's cock on his lips. Most of Henry's musk accumulated at the base, causing Alex to drool in ecstasy as he tasted it at the source. It was then that Alex began using his tongue to lick the underside of Henry's cock. Moving his hands forward on the floor, Alex placed both of his hands on top of his master's foot paws, feeling the warm fur under his fingers. Using his fingertips, Alex began to rub his nails over Henry's paws, messaging them gently as he sucked. Henry seemed to approve, because a loud murr escaped his chest, and he began to pump his shaft in and out of the human's mouth, already throbbing in delight.

George pressed the head of his thick cock to the smaller human's asshole. It was still slightly gaping from the vibrator that had tortured the boy, but he began pushing inside anyway, stretching the human further than the toy could. Secretly, Alex began comparing the cock sizes of both the raccoons, mentally comparing father and son. They both had similar thickness, but George seemed to be just a tad thicker than his son. Alex moaned, sucking harder on Henry and poked his hips up the best he could to give George better access. Finally, George hilted, and Alex let out another moan, gagging on Henry's cock in bliss. George may have been a bit thicker than his son, but Henry was definitely longer. Still, George was a very pleasurable length for a man, and Alex closed his eyes in ecstasy, enjoying the attention from both males.

Laying his head back, George moaned, feeling the tight tail hole wrapped around his cock. He moaned to himself, remembering just how tight a young hole could be. Honestly, he missed it, because his wife hadn't been that tight in years, and despite her having the money, she never wanted to get it fixed. Happily, George gripped Alex's hips harder, letting his claws graze the skin, threatening to bring blood if Alex tried to struggle. He began to buck his hips gently at first, letting his cock adjust to the vice it was penetrating. Luckily, Alex was still dripping lube from before, and George had no trouble moving back and forth inside the human. After a few thrusts, George quickened his pace, and every time the large raccoon bucked from behind, Alex's face was buried into Henry's groin, but as George pulled back, Henry gripped Alex's hair even harder, making sure that he was kept in place until he wanted otherwise. It was almost as if they were playing tug-o-war with Alex's body, and Alex was at their mercy, being pulled back and forth to pleasure each raccoon while his cock and sac bobbed in the air.

“He's such a nice fuck." George moaned, biting his bottom lip. “I wish your mother's pussy and ass was still this tight."

Henry smirked, licking his lips as he pulled his cock out of the human's mouth before thrusting it back inside, loving the way that Alex's soft lips brushed against the sensitive skin of his shaft. “Well, if this little toy ever gets too loose, I guess I'll have to replace him."

Alex blushed hearing Henry's words. He was really only a sex toy to these raccoons, but it really didn't bother him. He loved the idea of being used in any way, and what they were doing to him felt completely right.

Smirking, George began to thrust harder, picking up a rhythm in order to pleasure both himself and the human. He made sure that his groin slapped into the smaller human's ass cheeks, letting an audible pop fill the air. His claws were still gripping Alex's hips tight, and he shivered slightly as he used his paws to move the boy's hips along with his thrusts. The new grip caused George's cock to penetrate deeper and harder into the human, giving them both more pleasure than they thought possible. Alex could feel his arms brushing against Henry's leg fur and Henry's sac bouncing against his chin with each hump, but he never wanted any of it to end. He was shivering as his mind was overwhelmed with bliss, and as he continued to grip his master's foot paws, he could faintly feel the drops of drool that escaped his lips and landed onto his hands.

In his dazed state, Alex realized that both of the males had picked up a rhythm. Each time that George thrusted inside of Alex, it sent Alex's body forward, causing him to take the entire length of Henry's shaft into his throat, and each time that George pulled himself from Alex's hole, it cause Alex to slide back on Henry's cock, taking only the head into his mouth until the cycle continued. Both of the males were working together, syncing in speed to split roast the shivering human between them, and Alex could feel his cock rock hard between his legs, bobbing up and down in the air along with his sac as each male rocked his body.

Moving his paws down further, George gripped the sides of Alex's thighs instead of his hips, giving him better leverage when it came to moving. He lifted the human's legs, and Alex moaned loudly, feeling his knees lifted even higher off the ground. His knees now rested near George's hips, and George began to ravage the human, making Alex drool twice as hard around Henry's shaft. He continued to suck, having to keep his balance with his hands on the floor, but Henry smirked, getting an idea. Henry had been slightly crouching for his pet to allow him to touch the floor, but he gripped Alex's hair tightly and lifted the front end of his body. Henry stood up straight, and Alex felt his hands leave the floor, making him gag hard on Henry's cock as his body weight pushed him toward the floor. Alex was completely dangling, and he knew if either male let go of his body, he would go crashing to the floor below. In order to steady his body and give himself peace of mind, Alex reached forward and placed both of his hands against Henry's thighs, rubbing them gently and caressing his sac to add to his master's pleasure as well as his own.

Picking up their rhythm, Henry and George continued to take turns. They were both enjoying themselves thoroughly, pounding away at the human right in front of the large, glass window panes. Alex gagged several times on Henry's cock, keeping his hands on Henry's thighs to keep himself from falling or dangling his hands by his sides. Even if he stretched, Alex could no longer touch the floor. He was being held up by his hair, and that caused his cock to ache and throb below him, still bobbing up and down with each bounce and sway of his body as he was penetrated over and over again. Alex could feel his climax beginning to build, and he started to shiver, unable to truly buck his hips or wiggle from side to side as he dangled from the floor. He knew that if he threw off their rhythm, he would regret it not in punishment but in regret of not getting to feel them climax.

“Fuck I'm getting close." Henry whispered, feeling Alex's throat tightening and contracting around his shaft.

Alex's mouth was hot, and he could feel the boy drooling all over his cock and thighs with each thrust inside. For a moment, he wondered if the wetness was why some males preferred to be with women, getting juices all over their groin, and he smirked as he continued to go harder into Alex's jaw, trying to get his saliva to splash against his sac and thighs similar to making a female squirt. It made Alex gag, but he controlled his reflexes, taking every second of wonderful torture that he was allowed.

“I'm going to fill this little pet." George moaned, gripping Alex's thighs with his claws.

Squealing around Henry's cock, Alex could feel George's claws digging into his thighs, and he shivered, knowing that George must be cutting into him. In response, Alex's cock throbbed almost as hard as the vibrator he had willingly taken earlier. He couldn't say so, but he was just as close, and he could feel George pounding away at his ass, ravaging the tight hole with all his might.

Letting out a loud growl, Henry pushed as deep as he could into Alex's throat, feeling his cock tingling with pleasure. He snarled louder as the ropes began to erupt from his tip, and he held Alex's head against his groin, making sure the pet didn't even move an inch off of his cock for a moment. George did the same, ramming himself inside the young pet until every inch was hilted inside of the human. He growled and let out a loud yell of pleasure as he pushed harder, burying every possible inch he could into Alex's ass. Both males began to spew ropes of seed from their tips, letting their cum pool inside the slave with ease. Alex eagerly swallowed every drop that he received from Henry, and he tightened his ass to keep every drop from George inside. He felt like a happily filled pastry with the pools of cum radiating heat inside him, and he slowly closed his eyes, trying to feel the warmth of each climax tingling inside of him.

With a muffled squeal around Henry's cock, Alex came as well, squirting his cum all over the floor. Anyone watching from the side would have been able to observe as the ropes of cum from Alex rained down like a water hose from his body, landing on the floor and the couch cushion in an oozing puddle. Alex bucked his hips slightly as he came, causing his ass to grind against George's cock.

Everyone seemed pleasured, because all three of the males were panting in bliss, but Alex couldn't pant for long. Henry was still holding his head to his groin, roughly keeping him in place with his nose mashed into his master's happy trail fur. Really, it was getting hard for Alex to breath with the large cock in his mouth and his nose mashed against Henry, and he began to struggle a bit, wiggling his head from side to side to signal that he wanted off, but Henry refused, keeping his strong paw in Alex's hair to hold him in place.

Just as Alex thought he was going to pass out from lack of air, Henry smirked, watching as the human's face started to become worried and anxious. He had held the human there on purpose and restricted his air flow in order to assert his dominance, and as he pulled Alex off of his throbbing and softening cock, Alex breathed hard, almost as if he was a panting dog.

Laughing at the pet's struggle, George slapped Alex's ass with the last bit of energy that he could muster, ending the smack with a hard grip, and Alex squealed out in surprise, blushing as he felt the sting beginning to radiate through his body.

“I think I won the bet." George smirked, looking down at the innocent human before him and trying to picture everything he wanted to do.

“Alright, I guess you can have him for the weekend. That seems fair anyway."

“He may not come back all in one piece." George commented, smirking as he watched Henry drop Alex back to the floor by letting go of the human's hair.

Alex gasped in surprise, extending his hands to catch himself on the floor. His hands hit with a thud. However, George still had ahold of Alex's thighs, making the pet stay in a tripod position. Alex panted, trying to catch his breath from both the vigorous sex and the fright he had just received.

“Try not to hurt him too much. I still want to play with him." Henry laughed, grabbing his pants off the floor and slipping them back over his hips.

Pulling himself out of Alex's inner walls, George smirked and saw the gaping hole was even wider now that it had been stretched by a large cock. He grinned in triumph and then dropped Alex, letting his knees thud on the ground. The pet was left on all fours, and he slowly laid back down onto the cushion, feeling some of his dried cum and fresh cum rub off onto his skin as he rested. It was going to be an extremely interesting weekend, and he wasn't sure what was going to happen, but he was completely ready for every second.

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Slowly opening his eyes, Alex began to look around, embarrassed as he realized where he was. He was still in the living room of the hotel, perched on top of the couch cushions and laying in all three of his dried climaxes. His skin was streaked all over and flaking in certain areas, and he smelled of musk like he had never imagined. Moaning, he tried to sit up, only to feel a soft tug around his neck. Glancing sideways, he realized that Henry must have tied him to the leg of the couch after he passed out, because there was a long string tied around his neck and looped around the sofa leg. Henry was making sure that Alex laid in his own mess for hours.

Honestly, Alex didn't remember falling asleep. He simply remembered being dropped onto the floor and curling his head against the cushion below him as the males above spoke in soft tones. However, he did remember that George had won the contest, and for the rest of the trip, he belonged to the older male. The thought alone made his heart pound, and he eagerly tried to sit up again, tugging against the makeshift leash that was bound around his neck. With each tug, the leash only tightened around his neck. Henry had tied him in such a way that he could hardly lift his body an inch from the cushion below, and Alex bit his bottom lip, wondering when he was going to get free.

From the looks of things, the room was still dim, showing that it was early in the morning, because the sun hadn't quite peeked into the windows yet. Alex knew that both his master and George were due for a business meeting early in the morning, but he had no idea when. He could only lay on the floor and take in the scent of his musky body.

It seemed like hours before he heard any sort of stirring from either of the bedrooms, but as he finally heard movement, he could hear both Henry and George shuffling around in their rooms, walking back and forth from the bed to the closet. He even heard the showers turn on, but no one came out to let him free. Alex was beginning to think that he was going to be stuck there forever.

In his room, Henry was getting ready for his first major business meeting. He had showered and trimmed his facial fur, filed his nails and even brushed his teeth. He was standing in front of the full body mirror, admiring himself in the black business suit that his father had bought for him. He knew what he left in the living room, and he was in no hurry to let the pet free. After all, the slave had practically begged for his father's cock the night before, letting the older raccoon win the contest. It was unfortunate, but Henry was going to live with it. After the trip was over, he knew that Alex would be coming home with him, and he was spending a good portion of his time thinking of ways to punish the slave for abandoning his master.

“Dad, you ready to go?" Henry called from his room.

He hadn't really expected his father to hear him, but the reply came quick accompanied with the sound of a closing door. George was leaving his bedroom, already dressed and ready to move downstairs.

“I am." George called back, smirking as he looked over at the small human still laying in the floor. “You smell disgusting." George chuckled.

Alex smelled like a whore who had been mated several times and never bathed herself. It was a seductive smell to George, but he wouldn't admit it. He simply wanted the younger human to feel humiliated and degraded.

Alex simply looked up, blushing as he could feel the flakes of cum beginning to fall from his cheeks back onto the cushions below. He truly was filthy and he needed a shower. As if on cue, Henry walked from his bedroom and shut the door behind him, making a B-line toward Alex. It took only a second for Henry to slip his finger in the leash around Alex's neck and unhook the ends. Alex was free to move about, but as he slowly began to sit up, George cleared his throat.

“Stay on the floor until we leave pet. That's where you belong, laying in your own cum and below the alphas." George commanded, and Alex obeyed, laying back down like a good boy.

“Bitch still hasn't learned his place is on the ground." Henry said with a smirk, straightening the suit cuffs around his wrists.

“After we leave, go take a shower and clean yourself up. I left something on the bed for you to play with while I'm gone, and when I get back, I expect you to present yourself to me." George said, smirking as he buttoned his suit jacket.

Both males looked extremely professional and stunning. They were handsome standing side by side together, and Alex could feel his cheeks burn a bit as he admired both raccoons.

“Yes sir." Alex replied.

Satisfied, both males slipped out of the room, heading downstairs for “coffee, doughnuts, and bullshit" as George had put it. Alex had no idea how long the raccoons would be gone, but he knew it would be a few hours before he saw anyone again.

Sitting up onto his knees, Alex blushed as he could still feel his partially hardened cock swinging between his legs. He knew he needed a shower, and he slowly stood to his feet, making his way to George's room since he was supposed to spend the rest of his weekend there. As he entered, he saw a box sitting on top of George's comforter. The box was similar in size to a show box, and Alex blinked several times, wondering what it could be.

Of course, he needed to shower before he did anything else. He knew that if he touched George's bed or room with his musky fingers that the large raccoon would be able to smell it when he returned, and he didn't want to have to do laundry while he was on vacation. With a soft sigh, Alex wandered into the bathroom, loving the glass shower with the sliding door and rainfall attachment that awaited him.

“Fancy." Alex said to himself, stepping through the glass and fiddling with the temperature knobs.

The water was the perfect temperature, hitting his shoulders and back with enough pressure and heat to help relieve stress and tension that lingered in his muscles. Alex let out a soft sigh of reprieve, laying his head back to let the water pour over his face, washing away the dried spots on his skin. There was a bar of soap already opened and strategically placed on the wall rack by Alex's head. He eagerly picked it up and began to scrub every inch of his body with the bar, making sure that he would not only look clean, but he would smell clean as well.

Completely relaxed, Alex lost track of time. He was purely enjoying every stroke of the water over his skin as it washed away the soap and the musk that caked his body. He felt squeaky clean, but he didn't realize how long he had been in the shower until the water began to turn cold against him. Turning around, he shut off the water before slipping out and grabbing the soft, white hotel towel. Alex quickly dried himself off before wandering back into George's room, and for a long time, he stared at the box that was perched on the bed, wondering what could be awaiting him inside.

Sitting at the edge of the bed, Alex placed the box in his lap. It was made of cardboard and felt cool on his bare legs. He had dropped the towel onto the floor, feeling no need to hide himself when he was alone. Popping the top off of the box, he peeked under the cover. Neatly folded inside was a small outfit. Alex picked it up, bringing it to the light, and he could see it was a black speedo made with soft silk. There were pink, curly letters embroidered on the front that spelled “cum slut" in two lines.

Placing the box back onto the bed, Alex eagerly jumped to his feet and slid the speedo over his legs until it rested in place. His bulging cock stretched the curled letters, and Alex bit his bottom lip and glanced back into the box, bending forward to get a good view. The only other item in the box was a vial of liquid. The container was no bigger than his palm, and he picked it up, twirling it in his fingers. Uncorking the top, he held the vial to his nose, trying to compare the scent of the liquid to something he knew. However, the scent was unique. There were hints of musk, berries, and even mint, but he couldn't pinpoint what the liquid was actually supposed to be. Glancing at the side, he could see a note on the vial saying “drink this" in what he assumed was George's handwriting.

“Bottoms up." He whispered to himself, trusting that the liquid was in fact drinkable.

It went down smooth like a shot, and Alex blushed as the taste was indescribable. He had nothing to compare it to except some sort of foreign, herbal tea. The liquid tickled his throat, causing him to cough twice. He wondered how long it would take the liquid to affect him, and after half an hour of waiting, he was beginning to wonder if the liquid was meant to do anything at all.

“What was the point of that?" He asked himself, letting out a large huff as he wandered around George's room.

Crawling onto the bed, Alex laid onto the comforter, loving how the mattress seemed to conform to his body shape for complete luxury. The pillow felt like a cloud, and the cool air that flowed over his half naked body was the perfect temperature to relax. Alex began to feel his eyes heavy, slowly coming to a close. He tried desperately to keep his eyes open, but he failed, drifting off into a light nap.

A few hours later, Alex was awoken by the heat that surrounded him. For a moment, he thought that someone had placed several blankets on top of his body, leaving him to suffer and boil, but as he turned and opened his eyes, he could feel that his body was still bare except for the speedo. Sitting up, Alex began to look around for the air conditioner. He was boiling and practically wishing he could get out of his skin into something cooler, but as he approached the thermostat by George's bedroom door, he realized that it was only sixty-five degrees in the room.

“What?" Alex whispered to himself, placing his hands over his chest and trailing them down toward his groin.

It felt as if his body was a hundred degrees, but he was not sweaty or panting quite yet. Slipping his hands down to the black silk around his waist, he could feel his cock hardened and bulging. His face burned in embarrassment as he realized that his body was hot because of a makeshift heat brought on by the liquid he had swallowed, and he was beginning to feel even needier with each passing second, sensing an intense urge to be filled and pleasured by someone or something. The urges continued to grow, but Alex was simply left to wander the hotel suite, looking for a toy. George had obviously spent a few moments after Alex had passed out the night before to hide all the sex toys he could find and to also hide any other object that would offer Alex any sort of relief. It was a cruel thing to do, and Alex let out a soft cry after he had searched every inch of the suite with no success, feeling his body shiver with the need to stretch and play. For a moment, he considered calling room service and opening the door only to invite the worker inside, but he knew that he would have been punished beyond belief if he had been caught in such an act. His only option was to wait or fix it.

Biting his bottom lip, Alex knew that his hands were the last resort, because he couldn't just sit and wait for George or Henry to come back. His body was tingling, begging to be touched, and he crawled onto the comforter, shivering as his hot hands brushed the cool fabric beneath him. Poking his ass into the air, Alex reached through his legs and began to rub himself, enjoying the heat and pleasure that throbbed in his groin.

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George stood in the elevator, watching as the glass box ascended to the top floor. The buildings below grew smaller and smaller by the second, and he reached up, loosening his tie until it dangled like a necklace. He felt as if he could finally breathe without the noose around his neck, and he smirked as the elevator finally came to a stop and the doors slid open to reveal a small hallway that lead to his suite.

He stepped out of the elevator with grace and confidence, making sure that each step he took showed dominance to anyone that could see. As he opened the suite door with the swipe card, it popped open, allowing him to enter with ease. Immediately, the smell of musk and sweat slapped his muzzle, making him dizzy and a bit light headed, but a smirk crossed his lips as he imagined what the cleaning lady was going to think.

“Where are you?" George called out playfully, knowing exactly where he would find his little play toy for the evening.

The meeting that George and Henry attended lasted for several hours, making them not only physically tired but mentally drained as well. Henry had retreated to the bar for a few drinks and lively conversation. However, George had retreated upstairs, knowing that a heated present awaited him.

There was no response, but George made his way to his bedroom, swinging open the door with force. A sinister grin crossed his face at the sight in front of him. Alex was sideways on the bed, facing the bathroom with one end and the wall with the other. He was in a tripod with his ass in the air and his face buried into the comforter. His eyes were drooped, barely open enough to see, but George could tell that the boy's eyes were rolled back in pleasure. Glancing back toward Alex's rear, George could see that the boy was reaching between his legs with his fingers buried into his tight ass. At first, George thought that he was simply using one or two of his fingers, but as he stepped to the side to get a better look, he could see that Alex had pushed all four of his fingers into his tail in desperation to ease the burning desire that boiled in his groin, and he continued to try and push his fingers deeper, wiggling them inside himself for more pleasure.

“Did you have fun?" George asked, his deep voice seeming to bring Alex back to life from his sedated state.

Alex's eyes rolled forward, and he slowly pulled his fingers from his slightly gaping hole, lifting himself to his feet and to his master. In an instant, he was on his knees on the floor, rubbing his head over George's thigh as a soft moan escaped his lips. He needed to be touched, and it caused him to act like an animal that had been left at home alone for a few hours without attention.

“W-What was in that bottle?" He asked in a shaky tone.

Reaching down, George gently brushed his large paw over Alex's long and slightly wavy hair. His hair was in clumps from the sweat he had produced because of his artificial heat, and George simply smirked, loving the sight of his new, needy pet.

“That doesn't matter. What does matter is how we can fix it." He replied eagerly.

“I'll do anything! Please, I need to cum. I have to climax or I might explode! Please?" Alex begged, hugging to George's leg once more.

“You know, I don't think that I'm quite in the mood yet. How about you work me up to it little pet."

“Yes! Yes! Anything!"

Smirking, George pointed to the floor, mimicking a sit command.

“Stay."

He then walked to the side of the bed and began to slowly unbutton his dress shirt, revealing his chest to the whimpering human below. He was definitely toned for an older male, and Alex desperately wanted to touch him and graze his fingers along each defined line of the older male's chest. George made his way to the bed as if he was getting ready to tuck in for the night. It was late afternoon, meaning the sun was already getting close to setting in the distance, but Alex hoped that George wasn't truly going to bed. Sitting on the side of the mattress, George removed his dress shirt, throwing it into a heap on the floor. It was then that Alex heard the sound of more buttons popping, knowing that George was taking off his dress pants.

“Please help me fix it." Alex moaned softly, crawling up to the bed to peek over the comforter like a dog who wasn't allowed on the furniture unless the master said otherwise.

George slowly pushed his dress pants to his ankles, being careful to slip his bushy tail out of the back hole before shifting to lay onto his back. It was comfortable and cool where he was laying, and to be honest, he could have gone to sleep in an instant, but he wanted something more before his afternoon nap.

Pointing downward, George smirked as he flexed his foot paws. “Why don't you get me in the mood by showing me how much you want it? Start with my foot paws."

“Gladly!" Alex cheered, crawling onto the bed below George's feet.

He wanted nothing more than to pleasure his temporary master. The added heat that wrapped his body clouded his mind, but he knew exactly what George desired. Laying sideways on the bed, Alex made sure his head was next to his master's feet. George had already removed his shoes when he had removed his dress pants, and Alex wasted no time tearing the socks from George's foot paws.

He leaned in, slowly letting his tongue slide from the heel to the tip of George's toes. Alex moaned, feeling his tongue curve with George's arch. He loved the way it tasted, and for a moment, he thought he was licking Henry's feet. The musk was similar between father and son, which caused Alex to enjoy his praise even more. He began stroking each side of George's left paw, using both of his hands to caress the knots while his tongue grazed the underside of George's paw. He lapped many times until George's paw was dripping in saliva. He then moved his tongue upward, sliding it over each and every toe at least five times, up and down with precision. Of course, he had been praising paws for quite a while then, and he knew just what to do. All the while he licked, he never stopped messaging his saliva into the heel of George's paw with his thumbs and caressing both sides with his remaining fingers.

Once that foot paw was satisfied, Alex swiftly moved to the other, immediately placing his hands into position and lapping at the sole of George's foot like a thirsty puppy lapping from a bowl. He let out a soft moan, feeling himself becoming aroused as he pleased his master. His cock had never gone soft since he drank the bottle that George had given him, but it was beginning to throb for attention, wanting to be touched and caressed just like the foot paws.

“That's it. Give my paws a good shine." George remarked with a soft moan, flexing his relaxed toes and closing his eyes to further his relaxation.

“Yes sir." Alex responded in-between licks.

He caressed every inch of George's paws until he could no longer feel a single knot of tension. It took a while, but he felt very accomplished as he slowly pulled away to view his work. George's foot paws were both dripping saliva from tip to heel, and Alex bit his bottom lip, leaning down to place one last kiss onto each of George's toe pads to show his appreciation and praise.

“Good boy." George said, glancing down between his legs to view the large bulge that rested there.

He wasn't quite sure what aroused him so much about Alex's play, but he knew he loved the way the young boy's tongue seemed to caress every line and curve of his paws. They always felt so relaxed and calm after, as if he had been walking on clouds. He gave his toes one last, long flex before he shifted to sit up. Alex was still breathing hard, his cock pressed against the fabric of his panties and poking out the top.

“Do you want to be pleased?" George asked with a murr, eying Alex as a predator would his prey.

“God yes please! That's all I want! No, I need it. I need to be stretched. My fingers just weren't enough." Alex begged, biting his bottom lip.

“Good boy." George replied. “This time, I'm going to make you work for it." He smirked.

Alex's eyes widened a bit. He had no idea what was about to happen, but he knew he wanted to find out more than anything. He watched as George shifted toward the middle of the bed, moving a pillow behind his neck to make himself more comfortable. His neck was craned so that he could look up while still laying on his back, and Alex was confused, wondering what he wanted.

“I-I'm not sure I know what to do master." Alex replied.

“You're going to get on my cock and ride it you little cum slut. You're going to work for it this time. Also, I don't want to look at you while you ride. I was thinking you could face away in a reverse cowgirl." He smirked.

Blushing, Alex realized that he was definitely going to work for the reward. He also felt filthy, hearing that George simply didn't want to look him in the face as he sat on the thick shaft. Moving quickly, Alex straddled George's waist, widening his legs and exposing himself to the large male. Alex was facing the doorway, and before he could try to position himself onto George's throbbing cock, he felt the large raccoon put a paw on his lower back, holding his hips in place for a moment.

Smirking, George lifted his other paw to his muzzle and he spit, coating his whole paw in a slick mess before gliding it in-between his legs to coat his shaft for lube. As Alex heard the spit and felt George shift, he knew what was happening, and honestly, the thought of using George's saliva for lube made his cock ache and bob back and forth in the tiny panties. His master had not told him to remove the panties that he wore. As a result, Alex reached behind himself and pushed them to the side before slowly shifting into position, He wiggled until he felt the head of George's shaft press to his aching and sore ass, but not only was his ass sore from the night before, but Alex had spent at least two hours fingering himself to his knuckles in hope of release.

“May I master?" Alex asked, playfully grinding his ass against the thick head.

“Of course." George replied with a smirk, watching the head of his cock slowly begin to stretch the loosened hole.

It was amazing how far the small boy could stretch, and George loved the way that his cock widened Alex's ass to its limits, threatening to simply rip him in half. However, the boy didn't seem to mind. His moans of pleasure reassured George of that.

Shivering, Alex began to use his body weight to slowly push himself further down onto George's cock. Once the head had popped in, the rest was easy to take, but Alex was trying to take his time. He wanted to enjoy every inch as it disappeared inside of him, and he noticed that with each inch that was buried inside of his ass, there was a feeling of relief that echoed in his body. The heated sensation was beginning to subside.

“Oh god!" Alex moaned out, enjoying his wide stretch.

George reached up and gripped the boy's hips. He was becoming impatient watching him slowly take inch by inch, and if he wanted a slow, sweet fuck he would have gone to his wife. He wanted to be rough, dominant, and simply mean. Gripping Alex's hips hard, George, let his claws tease the skin. With a growl, he yanked downward and thrusted upward at the same time, forcing Alex to take every remaining inch into his hole without any warning or any time to adjust. Alex's ass stretched suddenly, and as the shaft forcefully hilted, Alex squealed and began to wiggle from side to side. He had never felt more pleasure in his life, and he could feel his cock already dripping pre-cum onto the inside of the panties he still wore.

“You really are a little slut. You love having cock in your tail don't you?" George asked, smirking as he admired Alex's tight rump wrapped around the base of his shaft.

“I do! I really do!" Alex moaned out, feeling his cock throbbing harder and harder by the second.

“Ride my cock like the pet you are." George commanded, removing his large paws from Alex's hips to let him move freely.

“Y-Yes sir!"

Beginning to move his hips, Alex placed his hands onto George's thighs and used them for leverage to bounce himself. He had never been in that position before, and he wasn't sure if he was doing everything correctly, but as long as it felt good, he didn't care. Alex began to bounce himself just a few inches at a time, letting his hole become adjusted to George's size before he got faster and harder with his movements. George seemed to agree, because he was laying with his hands folded behind his head and his eyes closed. Alex glanced over his shoulder as he bounced, seeing that George's lips were twitching in pleasure, and as he watched the large raccoon, Alex wondered if he was thinking of anyone in particular with his eyes closed.

“That's just right." George moaned out softly, licking his lips and his sharp canines.

Alex was beginning to enjoy himself as well, and he eagerly used his thighs and legs to bounce his ass up and down on George. It felt amazing to take a thick shaft at his own pace, and he began to get into it, rocking his hips back and forth each time that he lowered himself and hilted to make sure that George's cock rubbed against each side of his inner walls. He could feel the slick saliva and the thick cum from the night before both acting as lube to allow him to bounce harder and faster, taking the large shaft below him with as much speed as he could muster. Alex's ass slapped against George's groin each time he bounced himself, and the inside of the panties that Alex was wearing were practically turning white with pre-cum. The tip of Alex's cock had slipped from the top of the panties once more, and he was dripping over his stomach and down the fabric to his thighs. He was in too much pleasure to realize it, and George slowly opened his eyes, watching as the boy bounced for him.

He could see the slender form of Alex moving with speed up and down to take his cock. The human did it without complaint even though his rump looked as if it could rip at any moment from being stretched so far and so fast. Alex's hair was bouncing wildly around his shoulders, and George felt his cock beginning to tingle in pleasure as Alex's tail tightened and ached around him.

“Tell me you love being a filthy pet." George moaned, bucking his hips up against Alex each time that Alex bounced.

“G-God yes! I love it so much! I am nothing more than a filthy pet who is rewarded for being a good boy with your cock." Alex moaned out in complete bliss.

“Good boy. You will not cum until I say so though. Understand me?" George growled, knowing that Alex's cock was throbbing in delight and ready to cum at a moment's notice.

“Yes sir! Yes!" Alex squealed.

George smirked, reaching forward once more to take Alex's small hips into his large paws. The human was very sleek in build, but he wasn't scrawny. He was toned, but not nearly as strong as the raccoon that demanded to be pleased. George began to move Alex, forcing him to go much faster and harder than he had been doing before. He tried desperately to keep up with the speed of George's paws, and he shivered, feeling the large shaft ramming into his tiny hole without mercy. He was being fucked as nothing better than a toy, and he knew it.

“Take every inch of my shaft slave!" George growled, watching as Alex began to wiggle and try to escape his grip.

George tightened his fingers, feeling his claws dig into Alex's skin. They were once again threatening to draw blood, but Alex didn't care and neither did George. Alex's head was too clouded in bliss and pleasure, and he wanted nothing more than to please the raccoon below him.

Growling loudly, George began to bounce Alex with as much force as he could muster, and as Alex rose to the tip, George would pull him back down forcefully, making him take the entire length down to the base over and over. He was slamming the human down onto his shaft with power and dominance, and Alex could only squeal in pleasure as the raccoon controlled his every movement. His body was trying to resist the penetration, because Alex's ass had tightened similar to a vice, and his body was wiggling from side to side wildly like an animal.

Biting his bottom lip, George tried to concentrate on his movements, but his mind was also clouded, making him moan and shiver under the smaller human. For a moment, he wished the human had a tail that he could wrap around his wrist and pull. He knew it would have added to his pleasure. Panting, George bucked up with his hips, watching as Alex bounced high, threatening to bounce right off of his cock. George knew that if he hadn't been holding Alex's hips so tightly with his claws, the slave would have bounced right off.

“Are you ready?" George asked with a moan, referring to the load of cum that Alex was about to receive.

Shivering, Alex could feel his cock aching and throbbing for attention. So badly he wanted to cum and finally be released from his heat, but he knew better. He wanted to follow orders, especially if they were from an alpha. So, even though his paws twitched and ached to wrap around his shaft, he refused them that pleasure, keeping them firmly gripped onto the raccoon's thighs and letting his cock sway with each bounce of his hips.

Without warning, George removed his paws from Alex's hips and pushed Alex with force onto his hands. Alex let out a loud squeal of surprise as he was pushed off of George's cock like an unwanted whore, and George smirked, moving his paw down to begin to rub himself. He no longer wanted to cum inside of the human. He had a better idea, and as he rubbed himself, he pointed to the floor.

“Get off my bed slave. I'll give you your reward on the floor where you belong."

George loved putting Alex in his place, and as he stood, he could feel his own climax building and getting close. Alex quickly moved to his knees on the floor and looked up at his master who towered over him. George's cock was thick and throbbing as the head flared and his climax inched closer and closer for relief. Unsure of what to do, Alex obediently stayed on his knees, looking up at his master.

Biting his bottom lip, the large raccoon angle his cock straight upright, knowing that when he came it would drip down his shaft and land onto his feet on the ground. He continued to rub himself until a slow stream of cum began to pool at the base of his cock, and as he finally got over the edge, he could feel his hot cum shoot up his shaft to erupt out the head, sending rope after rope of hot seed down his shaft. George titled his cock out a bit, letting all of the cum drip down onto his foot paws, and he let out a loud moan as he looked to his slave. The slave appeared disappointed as if he was a child that had just dropped his favorite ice cream cone, and George held in a chuckle. It was exactly what he wanted. He had denied the pet a treat and a climax, leaving him still suffering on the floor.

“Clean up my paws. That's your reward."

Alex slowly leaned down on all fours and began to lick at the globs of cum that had drizzled onto his master's feet. A soft blush spread across his cheeks as he rubbed his tongue along the top of his alpha's foot paws to clean them of every drop of cum. He made sure to lick from the toes to the top of George's ankle, trying his best to keep his tongue in long, straight lines. Occasionally, Alex had to slowly slip his tongue in-between George's toes to catch the small drops that had escaped from him. George simply smirked as he watched the pet work, and when his paws were completely clean with no signs of seed left, he began to walk toward the bathroom, leaving Alex a whimpering heap on the floor.

“M-Master?" Alex called, and George paused in the doorway to the bathroom.

“Yes?" George asked, glancing back over his shoulder with a grin as if he already knew what the boy was going to ask him.

“M-May I cum?"

George laughed, looking back at Alex with a devilish gleam in his eyes.

“No, you may not." He replied, his cock still standing at full attention. “We still have a long weekend ahead of us, and in my book, pets don't get to cum until master is finished."

“Y-Yes sir." Alex replied, biting his bottom lip on the floor.

Disappearing into the bathroom, George slowly shut the door behind him, leaving Alex alone in the bedroom. The pet's cock was throbbing for release, and it was then that Alex knew he had to finish. George would be in the shower, unable to hear his soft moans of pleasure as long as he was quick, and he immediately began looking around for something to help him get off. It was then that he noticed his master's sock still laying on the ground.

A deep blushed crossed his face as he realized how badly he wanted to finish inside of George's sock like a bad boy. He wanted to be defiant, and of course, he had heard of other males using socks to masturbate before. It wasn't unheard of, but Alex knew it was much more than that. He would have his master's scent all over his cock when he was finished, and the thought of being able to pleasure himself where George's paws had been excited him even more.

“I want to be a bad boy…" Alex whispered, crawling over to the sock and picking it up as if he was stealing from a department store.

He glanced toward the bathroom door, making sure it was shut, and he listened carefully, hearing the sounds of hot water hitting tile. He knew he had time, and he eagerly crawled to the side of the bed that was next to the wall. He was completely hidden in his little corner, and he spread his legs, staying on his knees as he took the sock into his hands. Pulling it up to his nose, he could smell his alpha's sweet scent. He got a large nose full before pulling down the fabric of his panties enough to expose his whole cock.

“I need it…" Alex whispered again, feeling completely embarrassed that he had to hide to pleasure himself and even more embarrassed that the action excited him. “Yes…"

Slipping his cock into the fabric, Alex let out a soft moan, biting his bottom lip as he felt how soft it was. The fabric wrapped around his cock like a dream, and as he tightened his grip and began to move the sock back and forth, he closed his eyes and imagined how wonderful it had felt to be stretched.

Alex's cock had been hard for hours, begging for release. He knew he couldn't make it wait much longer, and he smirked to himself as he imagined the look on George's face if he found out that a pet had climaxed inside one of his favorite dress socks. The defiance and the filth of the thought was enough to send Alex's cock into a throbbing fit, and Alex bit his bottom lip hard, trying to stifle any moans that could escape.

“F-Fuck…" Alex whispered, feeling his heart rate increasing as his hips began to buck involuntarily.

He wanted to climax more than anything, and before he could even realize what he was doing, he was humping the sock and his hand with speed, trying to mimic his master's thrusts from before. The sock felt wonderful around his cock, and Alex lost perception of time or space. He forgot where he was and what he was doing and simply began to pleasure himself, loving the way his cock flared and ached in delight from his own touch. He used his thumb to tweak the head through the fabric, making sure to add extra stimulation, and with his free hand, he reached further down between his legs and began to stroke his neglected sac, knowing that his own hot seed rested there.

He rubbed his sac gently, cupping his hand against the orbs and using his other hand to move the sock back and forth quickly over his shaft. It felt so amazing that he didn't even realize that soft moans and gasps began to escape his lips. He was shivering and wiggling in the corner of the room, and his hips began to buck harder and harder with bliss.

“Alpha…" Alex moaned, feeling his breaths become short and shallow, making him pant in delight.

So many thoughts were running through his head, and he moved the sock hard, humping it with precision as if he was trying to pleasure the fabric as well as himself. He let hs tongue slowly hang out of his mouth, taking on the character of the horny dog that Henry and George had created him to be. He was simply a horny animal, humping anything and everything he could come into contact with, and that time, it just happened to be something of George's. He smirked to himself, licking his lips as he began to hump and move the sock to his liking, wanting nothing more than to fill the fabric with a large load of seed. Not only was he disobeying orders, but he also felt very rebellious, knowing that he was marking territory that belonged to another male.

“I-I'm Cumming!" Alex moaned, shivering as his cock began to swell.

For him, it almost felt as if there was a dam inside of his groin. His cum was building and building with force and power behind some unknown barrier, but as the wall seemed to break, he felt his cum flood through his cock and burst from the head, filling the silken sock with burst after burst of cum. He had no idea when he was going to stop or if he ever was, and as he glanced down, he could see that his cum was beginning to pool in the toe of the sock and seep through the fabric. He let out a loud moan and slowly removed the sock from his aching shaft, uncaring if George heard him or not.

The sock was definitely filled with a handful of seed, and Alex bit his bottom lip as he realized what would happen if George was to find out what he did. Using the dry fabric at the top of the sock, Alex cleaned himself off and quickly hid the soiled sock under the bed, hoping that George would not go looking for his missing article of clothing. He slowly crawled back to the foot of the bed and panted as he lay there like a good pet. He knew for a fact that some animals hid their mistakes when they chewed a shoe or knocked something over, and he had done the same.

His eyes were getting heavy, wanting to close and drift off for a bit. The heat was finally gone, leaving him with just a feeling of bliss and an aching body. He nuzzled his face into the soft carpet and slowly lowered his whole body, lying flat. The carpet caressed every part of him, even his shrinking cock. Alex let out a soft moan and closed his eyes, but his mind continued to wander before he drifted off. Biting his bottom lip, he secretly wished that George would find the sock in hopes of getting punished for it, but as George had said earlier, the weekend wasn't over. It was just the beginning.