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"Well, we're here." Sherlock Hound said as he looked around the dark alleyway. He pulled a small golden pocket watch out of his coat pocket and checked the time, "Our contact should be here by now."

"Um, yes, they should..." Watson nodded nervously, "You don't suppose... Moriarty's gotten to him?" Sherlock closed his eyes.

"There's a good possibility that he has." he sighed, "Not many people from Moriarty's inner circle would have the nerve to turn on him and just sell us information like this. Perhaps he found out?" Watson scratched the back of his neck nervously.

"Hrrm... Perhaps we should have brought some form of backup or something." he said.

"Hm, no, better we do this alone, Watson." Hound replied, "I can work much better the less people there are milling around me."

"Well if you say so." Watson said, "I think we- hm? What's that?" Watson looked up and watched as a small, silver canister fell from the roofs above them and landed at their feet, a loud "clink clink!" noise echoing throughout the alley as it hit the stone floor. Hound and Watson looked down at it curiously.

"Hmm? What is it?" Watson asked.

"I'm not sure. Maybe we should- ah, be careful with it, Watson!" Sherlock scowled as his chubby companion reached down and picked it up. He held it up to his face and examined it.

"It's just some sort of small container. Maybe we should take it back and examine it? It seems a bit odd that this thing would just drop out of the sky in the exact spot we were told to meet our contact." Hound crossed his arms and thought to himself.

"I don't like it. That thing looks like it could be dangerous and we should put it down before something bad happens." Watson looked at Hound and then back at the canister in his hand before nodding. He was right; taking strange canisters filled with who-knows-what back to their headquarters wasn't the smartest idea. Just as Watson was about to drop it, however, the canister split open and emitted a loud hissing noise as it sprayed thick, purple gas into the area.

"Ah! W-what the-?!" Watson gasped, dropping the canister and taking a surprised step back before tripping over himself and falling over, landing heavily on his behind.

"Some sort of gas! Watson, are you-" Hound coughed and stumbled, his legs becoming weak and his vision blurry. Whatever that gas was, it was effecting him badly, "W...Watson..." he grunted and tried to keep his balance, but his legs turned to jelly in seconds and he soon found himself collapsing to the floor. He managed to weakly look over at Watson who was in the same condition he was in. He was trying so hard to get back to his feet, but this gas quickly sapped him of his strength and he found himself barely able to move. Soon enough, Watson found it harder and harder to keep awake and eventually closed his eyes, lying down on the floor and letting the strange gas send him into a deep sleep. Sherlock was the same: as hard as he tried, he couldn't stay awake. He tried to force himself to get up, but he couldn't. There was nothing he could do but let the gas knock him unconscious. As his vision faded however, Hound could see three familiar figures standing in the distance and his ears twitched as he heard the tallest of the figures let out a loud, menacing laugh.

"Ngh... Oh... W-what?" Hound grunted, his eyes slowly opening. He could barely see anything; his vision was far too blurry. He was aware, however, that he could barely move. Something was binding his hands and feet together.

"Hey, I think he's wakin' up." he heard a gruff voice nearby.

"The li'l fat one's wakin' up too." another voice said. Hound knew he recognised those voices, but his mind was far too clouded to place them.

"Good! It's about time." a third voice joined the conversation, "The knockout gas wasn't that potent. I can't believe these two have been unconscious as long as they have."

"W...who...?" Hound grunted. His eyes started to clear and he finally managed to make out the room he was in. His eyes slowly adjusted until his vision was clear enough to make out that he'd been taken to what looked like an empty warehouse of sorts. Sherlock couldn't recognise the place. What really caught his eye though was the site of his friend and companion Watson, tied to a chair just across from Hound. What shocked Hound the most however was that, whoever knocked them out and brought them here, had stripped the chubby dog of nearly all of his clothes. The only thing he was wearing was the union suit he wore as undergarments. Hound was about to start calling to his friend when he realised he himself was in the same situation; his arms tied behind his back and his feet tied together wearing nothing but his undergarments.

"Finally awake, Hound?" he heard a voice nearby speak and he turned his head to confront him.

"Tch! I should have known." Hound spat when he looked up and came face to face with his arch enemy: Professor Moriarty.

"I honestly didn't expect our trap to work, Hound." the purple dog laughed, "You must be getting slow in your old age. Meeting with a stranger in a dark alley? Letting your little friend there handle some strange canister that fell out of the sky? Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'm very disappointed in you. You should have known better." Hound grimaced. It was true, he was careless. The thought of being able to finally capture this deviant had blinded him to any possibility that they may be walking into a trap. And look at him now; captured, tied up... He'd even endangered Watson with his foolishness.

"'Ey, I think the other one's coming to." Hound heard one of Moriarty's cronies speak up.

"Eh?" the slender dog looked over to Watson who was indeed starting to regain consciousness, "Ah, looks like your friend there's finally awake." Moriarty said as he walked over to him. Sherlock growled.

"Hey, leave him alone!" Moriarty ignored him and gave Watson a quick slap on the back of the head.

"Wake up you old coot!" he said, "C'mon, wakey wakey!"

"Mm, w-what?" Watson gasped, his eyes snapping open wide in surprise. His eyes took a second to focus, but when they did he could make out Hound sitting across from him.

"Hound? What's going on? Why are..." it was then that he noticed the tall, purple furred dog standing over him.

"The two of you fell for my trap." he explained, "Messing with my canister of knockout gas was quite stupid of you, really." Watson grimaced, embarrassed with himself after handling that thing so carelessly, "But that's not important. The two of you are here now, and we have so much fun planned for you both!"

"When do we get started?" the shorter of Moriarty's henchman asked. Hound recognised this one as Todd. His other henchman; the tall, lanky, dog was known as Smiley.

"Oh, we'll start soon, trust me." Moriarty smirked.

"What do you have planned for us, Moriarty?" Hound growled.

"Heh, oh you'll see." Moriarty grinned wickedly and approached him. His eyes looked up and down his body and Hound was starting to feel increasingly uncomfortable. More so than he already was.

"Can I help you?" Hound grunted sarcastically.

"Just getting a good look at you before we start." Moriarty chuckled. He then reached down and slowly traced a finger down Sherlock's body, "I've always wanted to have you like this, Hound. Tied up and at my mercy. Hmph! The times you've humiliated me... Well, I think it's time for payback, don't you?"

"Are you trying to scare me?" Hound asked, "Because it's not working. Just do what you want and get it over with already."

"Heh, I counted on you being like this. I like that stuck up, stubborn attitude of yours. It'll just make it all the more fun to break you!" with that, he started undoing the buttons on Hound's union suit.

"Tch! What do you think you're doing?!" Hound grunted as his arch enemy slowly made his way down his undergarments, unbuttoning each button until he finally opened the final one: the one right above Hound's crotch area. Hound started to struggle, but with his arms and legs tied up like this, there was very little he could do, "Stop it! Let go of me, dammit!"

"Heh, that's it, struggle!" Moriarty laughed, "Struggle, for all the good it'll do you! You won't be going anywhere anytime soon!" Hound just grunted and looked up at Moriarty hatefully, "Now, let me see what the great Sherlock Hound has down here!" Hound was about to speak up, but instead let out a sudden gasp when Moriarty shoved his hand inside his undergarment and groped at his manhood.

"Ah! W-what are you doing?!" he gasped. Watson just watched in awe as Moriarty molested his companion, "Stop!"

"Heh, oh dear. It doesn't feel like you've got much, Hound." Moriarty chuckled. Todd and Smiley also chuckled as he said that. Hound's cheeks turned red in embarrassment, but he tried to hide it.

"Hmph! I see what you're doing. Trying to humiliate me or something, are you? It won't work."

"Oh no? We'll see about that." Moriarty paused for a moment before huffing, "Tch, maybe tying you up like that wasn't such a good idea. Now how am I going to get that suit off you?" he tried pulling and tugging at it, but there was no way to get it off with Hound tied up like that. In the end, Moriarty just shrugged and pulled out a knife before cutting the suit off him and tossing the shredded remains to the side. Hound was noticeably blushing at this point, but tried his best to hide how this was effecting him. Moriarty took a small step back and looked down at the bound, now naked detective.

"Hey, I wanna see!" Todd said as he approached the bound dog.

"Me too! I wonder how big 'e is down there!" Smiler stood next to Moriarty and looked down at their captives. Wide smirks appeared on their faces as they saw what poor Hound had down there.

"Haha!" Moriarty laughed and pointed at the diminutive sheath and balls that rested between Hounds legs, "Well, look at that! I knew it! I would've bet money that the "great" Sherlock Hound was so tiny down there!"

"Ha! I was bigger than that when I was a kid!" Todd laughed, "I wonder how big he is hard!"

"E's probably not much bigger." Smiley answered with a chuckle, "That's a really pathetic tool you've got down there, 'ound." Hound just looked away and refused to look at them.

"Look at him blushing!" Todd laughed.

"What's wrong, Hound? Embarrassed that we know about that tiny little thing between your legs?" Moriarty asked, mockingly.

"Leave him alone!" Watson yelled at them. The three of them turned to face the smaller, chubby dog who immediately regretted his decision to speak up.

"You want us to leave him alone?" Moriarty asked, "You know, I think we might. For now at least." Hound and Watson looked at him curiously. Moriarty continued: "I think I know how to really humiliate Hound there." he smirked and approached Watson. Smiley and Todd followed him, "I wonder how Hound would react if we made him watch us have some fun with his friend first."

"Hey!" Hound growled, noticeably disturbed at that, "Leave him alone! We both know you're more interested in getting revenge on me than him!"

"Well, that doesn't mean I can't have some extra fun, does it?" Moriarty chuckled. He placed a hand on Watson's chubby belly and started stroking his body. He leaned in close and breathed into his ear: "Maybe we'll have some fun with this one first... Make Hound over there watch." Watson gulped nervously.

"W...what are you going to do to me?" he asked, becoming increasingly nervous as he felt Moriarty's hands tugging at the buttons on his undergarments. Moriarty ignored the question and slowly moved his hand down Watson's body, murring slightly as he stroked at his belly through the fabric of his undergarments. Watson let out a soft, barely audible whimper as Smiley and Todd joined in the touching, their hands exploring his body and poking around inside his suit. Watson let out a sudden gasp when he felt one of Todd's fingers brush up against one of his nipples.

"Heh, you like that?" Todd slipped a hand inside Watson's suit and started to stroke at Watson's sensitive nipple.

"Mm!" Watson grunted, shivering as Todd gave it a good, hard squeeze.

"Heh, listen to him." Todd chuckled, "He's kinda subby, eh?"

"Oh I'm sure he is." Moriarty grinned, "He is Hound's _bitch_after all, aren't you?" Watson blushed deeply.

"N-no!" he gasped.

"Oh, please! Of course you are!" Moriarty said, "Always following him around, doing as he says. "Yes, Hound. Of course Hound. Please sit down so I can suck your cock, Hound". Pathetic!" Watson didn't know how to reply. He just stared up at Moriarty, wishing he and his henchman would just leave him along. Hound was still growling through clenched teeth as he was made to watch his closest friend being humiliated like this.

"Y-you won't get away with this..." Watson said, "We'll escape somehow, you don't think you can keep Sherlock Hound captured forever- ohh!" he gasped and let out a sudden moan when he felt Moriarty gripped his crotch and give it a good squeeze.

"Heh. See, that's how we can tell you're just a subby little bitch, Watson." Moriarty said with an evil smirk, "Most men wouldn't just moan like that when their captor was grabbing their cocks like this. But you, though, just listen to how easy I can get you to moan." he groped and squeezed at his sheath and balls and, as much as he tried not to, Watson couldn't help but let out soft moans and whimpers as he felt himself being manhandled.

"S-stop!" he begged, "Just stop, please!"

"But, dear Watson, we're just getting started." Moriarty chuckled, "Boys, help me get this thing off him!"

"Yes boss!" his two henchman said. The three immediately started cutting and tearing Watson's only piece of clothing from him.

"Stop!" Hound yelled at them, "Stop, damn you! Leave him alone!!" the three of them ignored his demands and continued to tear at Watson's undergarments until they were lying on the floor next to the remains of Hound's clothing.

"Heh, let's see how you measure up to Hound over there!" Moriarty grinned and looked down at Watson's crotch.

Watson struggled desperately against his binds but there was nothing he could do. He just had to sit there as Moriarty and his henchman scrutinized his body.

"Even smaller than Hound!" Moriarty laughed, "How sad! You call yourself a man with that tiny cock of yours?!"

"What a loser!" Todd laughed, "I'd be pretty ashamed of myself if I had a dick that small." Watson blushed deeply. He couldn't believe this was happening. He had always been ashamed of his size. He knew he was small down there, a lot smaller then most men. It made satisfying any sexual partner of his very difficult, nearly impossible. Up until this moment, it had always been Watson's dirty secret. Suddenly, Moriarty reached down and groped at Watson's now naked manhood.

"Ah!" the chubby dog gasped.

"Why don't we see exactly how big you are when your hard." Moriarty smirked.

"No, please..." Watson whimpered as Moriarty played with his sheath and balls, squeezing and stroking them softly.

"Heh, I know what'll get him going." Todd smirked and reached up before running a finger over one of Watson's exposed nipples.

"Oh! S-stop!" he gasped and wriggled in his chair as Todd's finger sent shivers of unwanted pleasure through his body.

"You like that, old man?" Todd smirked, "I bet you do. Just listen to you moan like some cheap slut." he gave his nipple a good squeeze which forced out another moan from him, "Hey, Smiley, why don't you get the other one?" Smiley nodded and started paying attention to Watson's other nipple. The two henchman squeezed and rubbed at the poor dog's sensitive nipples, Smiley even went as far as to give one of them a couple of licks which made Watson whimper pathetically. The whole time Moriarty was playing with Watson's crotch area. He gripped his sheath and gave it a good, slow stroking. Eventually, Watson couldn't stop himself. All this attention was too much.

"Ha! There it is!" Moriarty grinned wide as Watson's cock started to slowly harden from his sheath.

"See, I knew we'd get him going if we just gave his nipples a few squeezes!" Todd chuckled and gave Watson's nipple a good, hard squeeze.

"Ohh! S-stop! Get off me!" Watson grunted, wriggling and squirming in his chair in a desperate attempt to break free. The ropes around his arms and legs weren't budging however. Watson wished the three of them would just leave him alone. He wasn't as strong as Hound was, he couldn't take all this torment and humiliation. He gasped out submissively when Moriarty gripped his hardening cock hard.

"Look at that tiny cock of yours!" he chuckled, "Are we turning you on, dear boy?" Watson shook his head.

"N-no!"

"No? Your cock disagrees." Moriarty gave Watson's semi a good squeeze, eliciting another moan from the chubby dog. Watson gasped and whimpered when he felt Moriarty start stroking him, running his hand up and down the shaft, his thumb rubbing against this swelling cock tip.

"Mm! Ohh, stop! Stop!" Watson begged as Moriarty tormented him. The purple dog made sure to run his fingers all over his captive's over-sensitive tip as he stroked him, enjoying the sounds of his moans and whimpers. Moriarty just loved how responsive he was; the way he shivered and wiggled at his touch. The whole time Hound was watching, glaring at his arch enemy hatefully, growling through his clenched teeth and trying so desperately to think of a way he could escape and rescue his friend. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't think of any. Despite the massive intelligence Hound was proud of, he found himself unable to think of a single way out of this situation. Moriarty seemed to have made extra sure to remove anything from the room that he might use to free himself or escape.

"Heh, listen to 'im moanin'!" Smiley chuckled, "I think he's enjoying himself, boss."

"Of course he is. Just look at how hard his little dick is." Todd laughed while their boss continued playing with poor Watson's pathetic manhood. Watson could do nothing but watch and moan as his cock grew harder until he was at full mast at a humiliating three inches. The three villains couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Does it get bigger?" Todd asked.

"I don't think it does!" Smiley laughed.

"Ha! Look at him blushing! What's wrong, old man, are we embarrassing you?" Moriarty smirked and gripped Watson's diminutive cock, "Oh, don't worry about it too much, it's not like you'll be allowed to use it now that you belong to us anyway. Now, boys..." he addressed his two henchman, "...why don't we show old Watson here what a real man looks like?"

"Sounds good, boss!" Todd chuckled, "Wait 'till he sees what I've got down there. It's gonna put that tiny thing to shame!" Watson watched in fear as the three of them started to undress in front of him. They hurriedly pulled off their clothes, throwing them to the floor haphazardly before practically tearing off their undergarments and revealing their naked bodies.

"O-oh my!" Watson gasped when he saw just how big they were. They were huge; a whole lot bigger than he or Hound were. The worst thing was that they were all just semi-hard.

"Ha! I think he likes what he sees!" Moriarty cackled, "See, Watson, this is what a real man looks like down there." he reached down and gripped the base of his hardening length in his hand. Watson couldn't help but look at it. Calling it an impressive size would be a big understatement. His two henchman weren't much different. They both had huge, thick, intimidating cocks which they proudly displayed.

"Heh, he can't stop starin'." Todd chuckled.

"Of course he can't. This is probably the first time he's seen a _real_cock in his life."

"So, what do we do with 'im now?" Smiley asked anxiously, eager to move on to humiliating Watson further.

"Hmm, I don't know..." Moriarty said, "Well, maybe our boy here would like a taste?" he chuckled menacingly and took a step forward before pushing his hips forward and rubbing his length against the smaller dog's face.

"Heh, I bet he would." Todd chuckled as he followed his boss's lead. Todd's unusually small stature meant he had a hard time reaching Watson's face with his cock, but he still managed it after standing on his tiptoes.

"Stop, damn you!" Hound roared, "Get away from him you monsters!" Moriarty smirked at Hound's outburst. That's the reaction he wanted. He wanted to see just how angry and upset he could get him by humiliating his close companion like this. He had no doubt that Hound was blaming himself for getting Watson into all this, and the shame he must be feeling over it just made the whole situation even better for Moriarty.

"So, Watson." Moriarty said, "Which one of us are you going to suck off first?" Watson glared up at him.

"Y-you can't be serious! You can't make me do this!"

"Of course we can! We own you!" Moriarty growled, "You know what, I think I'll let one of my boys have the first go. I'm feeling rather charitable today. Now, which one of you wants their dick sucked first?"

"Oh, I'll 'ave the first go!" Smiley said quickly before grabbing Watson's head and forcing the chubby dog to look at him, "Open up and get suckin'!" Watson kept his mouth closed, refusing to do as the tall, lanky canine ordered. He felt Smiley's hard dog cock rubbing up against his mouth, smearing his fur in pre-cum.

"I know what'll get him to open up." Todd said before reaching over and giving one of Watson's nipples a good squeeze.

"Mm!" Watson whimpered, still keeping his mouth closed.

"C'mon, open wide." Todd said as he twisted and pulled, "I know you want to. Just open up and give us a good old moan, bitch." he gave Watson nipple a particularly hard pinch which finally got him to let out a moan, opening his mouth to do so. Smiley took advantage of Watson's gaping maw and shoved his cock inside him, his moan suddenly being cut short.

"Bastards!" Hound yelled at them. Smiley ignored him and just focused on how good Watson's mouth felt around his cock.

"Ohh, that's it, give it a good suckin'!"

"Heh, how is he?" Moriarty asked, his hand on his cock, working up and down the huge shaft as he watched.

"Amazin', boss!" Smiley gasped out as he forced his cock deeper down Watson's throat.

"Mrrph! Mm!" Watson groaned around Smiley's cock. He tried to pull back but the bigger dog placed a firm hand on the back of his head, holding him in place.

"Ah, ah, you're not goin' anywhere." he said, thrusting in deep and forcing a muffled moan from his bitch. He placed his other hand on the back of Watson's head and started pumping into him, gasping and moaning as he forced the smaller male to pleasure him. The whole time Hound was being forced to watch. Moriarty looked over at him and grinned.

"Enjoying the show over there? Don't worry, we'll get to you soon enough!" Hound grimaced and glared at him. He wasn't looking forward to whatever Moriarty was going to do to him. He and Todd watched as Smiley raped Watson's face, stroking their cock as they watched.

"Listen to him moanin'." Todd chuckled, "Regular li'l bitch this one, eh?"

"Oh, definitely." Moriarty grinned in reply, "Heh, I bet he's just happy he finally gets to have a taste of a real cock. Going by what he and Hound over there have, I doubt he's seen one of those before." Watson could only whimper in reply.

Smiley picked up the pace, his thrusts getting harder and faster and his cock twitching as he started to drip pre-cum inside his bitch, filling Watson's mouth with the salty stuff.

"Mmrrph!" Watson groaned in dismay as the taste filled his mouth and he was made to swallow it. He could feel Smiley's big, thick cock rubbing up against his tongue, smearing pre all over it. Smiley wasn't letting up; he just kept face-fucking the poor canine, forcing him to take his entire eight inch cock down his throat while Moriarty and Todd stood nearby, watching and throwing in the occasional insult or jeer at Watson.

"Look at his tiny prick, still hard!" Todd laugh and gave Watson's cock a mocking slap, which got a sudden, muffled gasp from him.

"Heh, it's like I said." Moriarty chuckled, "He's just a submissive bitch. It's no wonder he's still hard." Moriarty reached down with his free hand and gripped Watson's shaft, his hand barely covering his entire length.

"Mm!" Watson moaned.

"You enjoying it, bitch?" Moriarty smirked and started stroking at Watson's cock, "I bet you are. You're just a dirty slut, Watson. And stop acting like this is your first time sucking cock! I'm sure you've sucked Hound's plenty of times! I bet he's come back to the office after a long day and you've helped him relax by giving his cock a good suck!" Watson whimpered around Smiley's cock. Moriarty just kept stroking Watson's cock with one hand and his own massive length with his other.

"Mm, oh, this is so good!" Smiley gasped, "Keep suckin' you dirty whore! I want to blow in yer mouth and I want you to swallow it!" he grabbed Watson firmly and pounded away at his mouth, filling the room with his moans and he wildly rammed his aching member in and out of Watson's mouth. Watson could tell that his tormentor was close to reaching his climax and braced himself. He could feel Smiley's cock twitching and throbbing in his mouth, his pre-cum filling him as the lanky canine violated him.

"You getting close, Smiley?" Todd smirked as he noticed how his companion was tensing up.

"Oh, yes!" Smiley moaned, "S-so close!" he gasped and clenched his teeth, his whole body tensing up as Watson's sucking slowly pushed him towards his climax until he finally passed the point of no return. With a loud moan that echoed throughout the room, Smiley thrust in deep and blew his load down Watson's throat. The captive dog moaned in dismay as the taste filled his mouth and he was forced to swallow the stuff. Smiley kept shooting rope after rope of his thick canine cum inside him, some of the stuff dripping out the sides of his mouth and down his chin. Watson tried to pull away but Smiley was holding him firmly in place, making sure he swallowed his entire load.

"Swallow it!" he grunted, "Swallow it all you cheap slut!" Watson did so. It wasn't like he had a choice. He was made to swallow several mouthfuls of Smiley's seed before the bigger male pulled out suddenly and immediately wrapping his hand around his cock. He stroked it furiously, coaxing two more streams of cum from his aching cock that shot across Watson's face and covered his fur in the stuff.

"Ohh..." Smiley moaned, "Oh, he's got a nice li'l mouth on 'im." Watson coughed and spat out some of Smiley's cum onto the floor before glaring up at his three captors.

"Awr, what's wrong, Watson?" Moriarty said in a mocking tone, "I thought you were enjoying yourself.

"Y...you'll pay for this..." Watson growled.

"Hm, still not completely broken I see. We'll fix that soon enough. Let's get those hands of yours untied first. Not much we can do with you all tied up like that." Hound and Watson's ears perked at that. If they were untying him, even if it was just for a moment, they might be able to find a way to escape.

Moriarty set about untying the ropes around Watson's wrists and, within a few seconds, his arms were finally free. There was still the matter of his legs though, which were still tied together at the ankles. He wasn't going anywhere with his legs tied like that. Before he could do anything about the situation, however, Todd and Smiley grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him to the floor.

"Oomph!" Watson grunted, landing heavily.

"What're we gonna do now?" Todd asked, "Heh, I can't wait to have some fun with him... Maybe I'll give his ass a good fucking... It'll be difficult with his legs tied up like that though."

"Oh, don't worry about that." Moriarty said, "Just undo the rope for now. Just remember to tie him back up nice and tight once you're through." Todd looked up at him.

"You sure, boss? That don't sound like a good idea..."

"He won't go anywhere." Moriarty told him, "That knockout gas I concocted has the side effect of making sure the victim won't be able to walk for a good few hours after inhaling it. He might try to run, but he won't get far." Moriarty smirked and gave a short, triumphant cackle before undoing the ropes around his legs.

"So why tie 'em up in the first place?" Todd asked.

"I needed to make sure the knockout gas was working as I'd planned. I didn't want the two of them getting up and running out the building the moment they woke up, did I now?"

"Huh, I guess that makes sense." Todd said as Watson was freed from the ropes that bound his legs together. The chubby canine immediately tried to leap to his feet and make an attempt to escape but fell back to the floor in a sec.

"See? The gas made his legs numb. It should wear off in a few hours, but for now, we're free to do whatever we like with him without worrying about him running off." Watson rolled onto his back and looked up at the three bigger males. What was he supposed to do now? What Moriarty said was true: his legs were numb and he could barely move them... Todd smirked as he looked down at the pathetic canine in front of him.

"Heh, stay on your back like that, bitch. I think I like that position." he smirked, "Hey, ah, boss... You mind if I... You know..."

"Heh, go ahead. Have your fun." Moriarty smirked.

"Yer damn right I will..." Todd grinned evilly and approached Watson; his huge, throbbing cock in his hand, "You ready for some fun, pup?" with that, he knelt down and gripped Watson's legs before lifting them up. He shuffled up closer, resting the chubby dog's legs on his shoulders as he aligned his member with Watson's tight, virgin hole. Hound and Watson's eyes both widened as they realised what he wanted.

"No!" Watson gasped.

"Hey! You can't do that to him!" Hound roared, "Do... do what you want to me, just leave Watson alone!"

"Oh, Hound." Moriarty chuckled, "No matter how much you beg, both of you belong to us now, and that means we're going to use you, as much as we want. Both of you, whether you want us to or not."

"Ahh!" Watson cried out as he felt Todd's big, thick length pressing up against his tight ass.

"Mph! Oh, slut's nice 'n' tight!" Todd gasped, "You a virgin, old man?" Watson didn't answer, he just moaned, his fists clenching up as he tried to ignore the pain of his hole being stretched like this, "Hey! I asked you a question!" Todd grunted and shoved another inch inside his body.

"Ahh! Yes! Yes!" Watson cried out, "I-I've never... Never taken anything down there before! Ohh!"

"Heh, that's what I thought." Todd chuckled as he slowly forced himself deeper inside Watson, "With an ass this tight I figured it was your first time. It's been a while since I fucked a virgin. This'll be fun!"

"Heh, and while you're down there, Watson, you can do something for me too." Moriarty smirked and knelt above Waston's face, presenting his hole to the chubby canine, "Lick it." he ordered.

"W-what?"

"You heard me!" Moriarty lowered his ass and pressed his hole against Watson's mouth, "Lick my hole, bitch!"

"N-no!" Watson shook his head defiantly.

"Tch! Then maybe I'll just have to punish your friend over there. I imagine this would get rather awkward between you two if I had to punish him because you refused to do as you were told."

"No, wait!" Watson gasped, "Alright, I'll do it, just... don't hurt Hound, please."

"Heh, that's a good boy." Moriarty chuckled.

"Wait, Watson! What are you doing?!" Hound gasped, "Just let him do what he wants with me, you don't have to-"

"Ah, quiet, Hound!" Moriarty growled, "I hate this whole self-sacrificing goody-two-shoes act you lot put on. It makes me sick!" Hound cursed under his breath as he watched Watson pleasuring their tormentor. He opened his mouth and tentatively moved his tongue towards Moriarty's waiting hole.

"Hurry up, I don't have all day!" the bigger canine growled. Watson whimpered and decided to get it over with for fear of angering him. He braced himself before slowly licking over Moriarty's hole. He heard him let out a soft sigh of pleasure.

"Ohh, that's it. Keep licking my ass, you little cocksucker." he gasped, lowering his ass further and gasping loudly as he felt Watson's tongue being pushed against his hole. Meanwhile, while Moriarty was enjoying the licking he was getting, Todd was still forcing his cock deeper inside Watson's body. Resting Watson's legs on his shoulders, Todd reached down and gripped the slut's hips for better leverage before thrusting forward, burying several inches of his hot dog cock deep inside him.

"Ahh! S-stop, please! I can't take it!" Watson begged.

"Hey! I didn't tell you to stop licking!" Moriarty growled down at him.

"B-but-"

"Shut up! Now keep eating my asshole until I tell you to stop, whore!" Watson whimpered in reply and continued his job. He let out soft moans and gasps as Todd raped his ass, but he did as he was told and kept licking at the purple-furred dog's hole.

"Mph! Oh, boss, this little bitch's got a real nice ass!" Todd grunted, "Tightest hole I've ever fucked!"

"Heh, sounds like you're having fun back there," Moriarty laughed, "Hound on the other hand looks a bit lonely. Why don't you go show him a good time, Smiley?"

"Yes boss!" Smiley said, eagerly making his way to Hound's side. Sherlock looked at him and scowled, "Hmm, what am I gonna do with you! Oh! I know! You're enjoyin' the show, aren't you? Watchin' yer li'l friend over there being fucked up the arse. Why don't you show us how much you're enjoyin' it?" Hound was about to ask what he meant when he felt Smiley's hand grip his sheath and start stroking it, "Heh, let's get you nice 'n' 'ard. I'll stroke that tiny cock of yours for ya while you watch Todd 'n' the boss play with Watson there."

"Ah! Let go of me!" Hound struggle as best he could but Smiley kept his hand on his crotch. He rubbed and stroked at the captive canine's privates, groping at his balls and giving his sheath a good rubbing. Hound gasped and grunted. He could feel a tingling in his loins but refused to give his tormentors what they wanted. He tried his best to keep his manhood from hardening despite all the attention Smiley was giving it.

"Awr, c'mon, 'ound, quit being such a spoilsport!" Smiley said in a mocking tone, "Hrrm, maybe a kiss will get you in the mood?" before Hound could argue, Smiley leaned forward and shoved his tongue in his mouth. Moriarty chuckled as he watched, amused at what his lackey was putting Hound through. Smiley placed a hand on Hound's head, holding him in place while his tongue explored his mouth and his other hand played with Hound's balls. Smiley kept kissing him, breaking every few seconds for a quick breath before shoving his tongue deep into his mouth once again. His kissing was dominant and aggressive. Hound had never seen him like this before. Whenever Hound had run into him while attempting to foil one of Moriarty's plans, Smiley had always been on the meek and incompetent side... But now, he was like a whole different person. Hound had heard that people do tend to act differently when sex is involved, this must be one of those cases. Now that the promise of sex was on the table, Smiley had practically transformed into a whole new, sex-crazed, dominant version of himself.

"Mm! Mmm..." Smiley moaned around Hound's mouth as he enjoyed the kiss he was forcing on him. Suddenly, he pulled back and started kissing down Hound's neck. The tied up dog let out a sudden gasp as Smiley kissed and nibbled at his neck, sending shivers through his whole body. All this stimulation was too much for him. As much as he hated it and as much as he tried to stop it, he soon felt his cock starting to harden from his sheath.

"Heh, there you go." Moriarty chuckled, "Looks like our boy Hound's finally starting to enjoy it!" the three villains laughed as Smiley coaxed Hound's length further out of his sheath. Moriarty turned to Todd, "How's the old man's ass?"

"Amazin', boss!" Todd grunted as he forced several inches of his throbbing meat deep inside Watson's hole, "Can't believe how tight the bitch is!" Watson just whimpered as he felt his ass stretched painfully around Todd's manhood. The whole time he was made to lick at Moriarty's hole.

"Get in there deep, slut." Moriarty told him, "Come on, get right in there!" he lowered his ass as much as he could and let out a loud gasp when he felt Watson's tongue being pushed inside his body, "Ohh, yes! That's it you dirty whore! Lick your new master's ass!" Watson just whimpered and did as he was told, pushing his tongue deep inside Moriarty's passage, making sure to get good and deep as he rimmed him.

Todd had started fucking the bitch's ass at this point, ramming his cock into him with steady, rhythmic thrusts. He gripped Watson's thighs firmly and tilted his head back, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the warmth and tightness of the virgin's asshole. It felt so amazing. He could hear Watson whimper and moan around Moriarty's hole as he fucked him hard. Todd pulled most of his length from Watson's ass before shoving the whole thing inside him again. Each time he thrust forward, Watson would let out loud, submissive moan around Moriarty's ass. Todd kept fucking him like that for a while, picking up speed and fucking him harder until Watson couldn't take any more.

"Stop!" Watson gasped, pulling away from Moriarty's hole, "Ohh! P-please stop!"

"Heh, what's wrong, bitch?!" Todd growled, "Too much for you?!"

"Yes!" Watson groaned, his body tensing up as he tried to ignore the pain that flared through his body whenever Todd thrust in deep, "Y-you're too big, please stop!"

"Heh, no way, slut! This ass of yours is way too good!" Todd grunted as he continued to violate Watson's tight, chubby ass. Moriarty stood up. With the way Watson was moaning, he doubted he'd be able to keep giving his ass a decent licking. He instead turned his attention to Hound and grinned maliciously at him.

"Is my henchman treating you well over there, Hound?" he asked. Smiley had stopped kissing his neck at this point and was now paying more attention at Hound's hardening cock. Moriarty smirked, "Oh, yes, it looks like he's treating you very well!"

"You'll pay for-"

"Yes, we'll pay for this, so you keep saying." Moriarty said with a shrug, "Hmm, I think I'll start having my own fun with you next. What to do though? Ah, I know! I know the perfect way to punish you for foiling our plans all those times! You, help me get him into position!"

"Yes, boss!" Smiley followed Moriarty's lead as he untied Hound from the chair. The moment his legs were free, he made an attempt at dashing for the nearest exit but, like Watson, the gas was still effecting his legs and he could barely walk. Hound collapsed on his hands and knees.

"Heh, perfect position." Moriarty chuckled and picked up his cane which he had resting against the wall nearby before approaching Hound from behind. The brown-furred canine looked over at Watson who was still being ruthlessly fucked by Moriarty's henchman. He heated how he could only watch helplessly as his companion was raped and violated. Hound let out a soft gasp when he felt the cold metal of Moriarty's cane rubbing across his rump.

"You're such a naughty boy, Hound." he said, "I think you need to be punished for foiling my plans so many times." he gave Hound's behind a couple of light taps with his cane and gave an evil smirk before raising his cane high.

"W-what are you- ahh!" Hound cried out, clenching his fists as Moriarty brought the cold, metal cane down hard on his ass.

"Heh, take your punishment, Hound!" Moriarty laughed as he brought the cane down on Hound's ass again. The sound of his cane hitting Hound's rump echoed around the room, as did the cries of pain Hound let out, "Heh, you're a naughty boy, aren't you Hound?"

"Ahh!" Hound yelled out, pain flaring through his body as Moriarty spanked his ass with that cane of his again and again.

"Tell us how much of a naughty boy you are, Hound! Come on, say it! "I'm a naughty boy", say it!" he slapped his captive's ass again.

"Ahh! N-no!" Hound growled, intent on hanging on to what little dignity he had left.

"Heh, fine by me. I can keep going like this all day, Hound!"

"Nghh!" Hound whimpered through clenched teeth as his now sore ass was spanked once again. His whole body tensed up, his fists and teeth clenched as Moriarty brought his cane down again and again, making loud "SLAP!" noises every time it hit Hound's plump behind.

Nearby, Todd was having his own fun with Watson's tight, fat ass. By now he was working his cock in and out of his hole mercilessly, grunting loudly with every powerful thrust forward. Watson just lay there like a good bitch, moaning and letting his new master fuck him. He knew there was nothing he could do. He couldn't escape, the only thing he could do was let the better endowed male use him as he wished.

"Take it..." Todd breathed as he slammed his cock inside his bitch, "Mm, take it! How's it feel being fucked like this? You like it?"

"N-no!" whimpered Watson.

"Heh, don't lie to me. Just look how hard that tiny prick of yours is." he reached down with one hand and gripped Watson's shaft, "Heh, your dick's even started drippin'. Tch, such a dirty slut. You know what, old man? I think you were made for this: taking a real man's cock in his ass. It's all your good for with this little thing." he gave his cock a squeeze.

"Please, enough..." Watson whimpered.

"Heh, enough? But I'm havin' fun!" Todd laughed, "You better get used to this. 'Cos every day, we're gonna come in here and remind you that you're nothin' but a pathetic excuse for a man with a useless little dick. And then you'll get to pleasure the_real_ men, every day! Maybe we'll bring some other criminals to come fuck you too... The boss was talkin' 'bout that earlier. Said if we pull this off, we might start rentin' you two out, make some money out of the two of you." Watson whimpered at the thought of Moriarty treating the two of them like some cheap whores from a street corner somewhere, "Heh, but we don't have to worry 'bout that yet. You just enjoy my cock in your ass for now." he thrust in deep, forcing a loud moan from Watson. Todd started stroking at his bitch's small cock as he fucked him. He smirked, enjoying the gasps and moans he was getting from the older male. He loved how he could get him to moan so easily. Watson was such a bitch.

It wasn't long until Watson felt Todd's grip on him tighten and his thrusting become more erratic. Watson looked at him and saw his face awash with pleasure. He knew he was close and whimpered as Todd kept raping his ass hard and fast, the copious amounts of pre-cum dripping from his aching cockhead doing nothing to lubricate his passage. Todd grunted before letting out a loud roar of pleasure as he thrust deep inside Watson, his cock throbbing hard as he blew his load inside him.

"Oh! Ohh!" Watson moaned out. He could feel Todd filling him up, pumping him full of his hot, thick cum. Todd closed his eyes, pleasure coursing through his body. He still had a hand on Watson's cock and was still stroking him as he continued to pound away at his hole and fill him up. Watson shivered as he felt Todd's huge length slam against his prostate, sending unwanted pleasure through him. He couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't hold back. He had to cum. He started to hump into Todd's hand, whimpering as he slowly felt his climax building. Todd looked down at him and chuckled when he noticed how he was bucking his hips.

"You want to cum, pup?" Todd asked.

"Y...yes..." Watson breathed.

"I can't hear you, bitch!"

"Yes!" Watson answered, louder this time.

"Well... Maybe I don't feel like lettin' you cum yet." Watson whimpered at that, "Maybe if you beg..."

"N...no, don't make me..." Watson pleaded. Todd's stroking started to slow down.

"Beg, pup. Beg or you don't get to cum." Watson whimpered again in reply. He needed to cum. He needed to cum so bad... And at that moment, he didn't care who was watching, he didn't care that Hound was nearby to witness him degrade himself, all he cared about was getting release.

"Please!" Watson begged, "Oh, please let me cum! I need it so bad!" Todd chuckled and Watson could hear Moriarty and Smiley doing the same nearby. He couldn't hear the slap of Moriarty's cane on Hound's ass anymore; presumably he had stopped to watch Watson letting himself be humiliated like this.

"That's it. You're a dirty slut, aren't ya?" Todd asked.

"Yes, I'm a dirty slut! Ohh!" he moaned in pleasure and humped into Todd's hand, thankful that he was once again stroking at his needy cock.

"Keep beggin' for it, bitch!" Todd ordered.

"Ohh! Oh, please! More! Make me cum! Keep stroking my tiny cock, sir, please!" Watson was close. His entire body tensed up and his eyes shut tight as pleasure washed over him. Todd stroked him faster, gripping his length hard as he worked his hand up and down the shaft until the inevitable happened.

"I... I'm-" was all Watson could say before thrusting his hips upwards and blowing his load across his own chubby body, coating Todd's hand in the stuff as he did.

"Ha! Look at the pathetic slut!" Moriarty laughed. Watson ignored him and focused instead on the huge amount of cum he was shooting across himself. He'd never climaxed this hard before. His cock twitched and kept shooting rope after rope of hot canine cum across his belly, coating his fur in the stuff until, after what felt like hours to Watson, his climax subsided.

"Haha! I don't think I've seen such a tiny cock cum that much!" Moriarty laughed.

"Me neither, boss!" Todd chuckled as he slowly slid his softening cock from Watson's abused ass, "Hey, Smiley, you gotta have a go at his ass! Can't remember the last time I fucked something so tight!"

"Heh, I think I'll do just that." Smiley smirked. Watson looked up at Smiley.

"W-what?" he asked, "Wait, no, you can't...!"

"Aw, what's wrong, pet?" Smiley asked as he approached the cum-drenched dog, "You not up to playin' anymore now that you've cum? Well, tough! It's my turn to give your ass a good fuckin'! Now get here, I want you on your belly!" he grabbed Watson and flipped him over.

"Oh!" the chubby dog gasped as he was suddenly pinned under Smiley's weight. He felt his hard, dripping cock tip rub up against his used hole.

"Heh, Todd really used you good, eh?" he chuckled, "Hmm, I prefer to fuck 'em when they're nice 'n' tight, but sloppy seconds ain't bad either." he thrust forward and murred softly as Watson's ass squeezed around his shaft. Moriarty turned his attention back to Holmes who was still on the floor on his hands and knees, his red, sore ass sticking up in the air. Moriarty approached him.

"Now, while your boyfriend's having fun over there... What do we do with you? Maybe we should continue with your punishment..."

"No..." Holmes whimpered.

"What's that?"

"No, enough..." he repeated, "Please..."

"Heh, what's this? Have I finally broken Sherlock Hound?" he reached down and placed a firm hand on Hound's rump, "Well, if you want me to stop punishing you... Heh, why don't you tell me how much of a naughty boy you are?" Hound opened his mouth, but hesitated one second too long for Moriarty's liking, "Say it, bitch!" he raised his hand and brought it down hard on Hound's ass.

"Ahh! I'm a naughty boy! I'm a naughty boy!"

"Ha! That's a good bitch! Now, let's really have some fun with you!" with that, he stepped up behind Hound, his huge cock erect and begging to be pleasured. Hound gasp when he felt Moriarty's aching tip rubbing up against his hole, smearing it in pre, "Get ready you little slut!" he pushed forward and Hound let out a cry of pain as he felt his virgin hole stretching around Moriarty's thick length. Out of all the men in the room, Moriarty easily had the biggest cock at a whole ten inches. Hound knew he couldn't take the whole thing inside him.

"Ahh! I-it hurts!"

"What's wrong, Hound? Too big for you?" Moriarty laughed.

"Y-yes!" Hound whimpered, his fists clenching as he felt the massive rod being forced deeper into him, "P-pull out! I'm begging you!"

"Heh, no deal, Hound. You're going to take all of this!"

"Please- ahh!" Hound cried out when Moriarty thrust forward and shoved several more inches of his length inside him.

"Nghh... Damn, Hound..." Moriarty grunted, "So tight! I'm surprised, I always imagined you'd taken plenty of cocks up your arse in the past!" Hound didn't reply. He was too busy trying to ignore the pain in his ass to think up a snide retort. He felt the bigger male grip the sides of his ass firmly as he forced himself deeper into his body. Moriarty closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh of pleasure.

"Ohh, you have such a nice ass, Hound. I'm so going to enjoy fucking it into a cum dump!"

"Nghh...!" Hound grunted through clenched teeth as Moriarty thrust forward and hilted inside him, his whole ten inches resting inside his hole. Hound panted and gasped and grimaced when Moriarty slowly started to slide his cock from him. He knew what was coming. He braced himself as the purple canine thrust forward and started fucking him.

"Oh! M-Moriarty, please!" he moaned, "I-it's too much!"

"Shut up and take it!" Moriarty growled as he worked his cock in and out of Hound's ass rough and hard.

Hound noticed Todd step up in front of him and looked up.

"What's wrong, Hound, does it hurt? Here, I'll give you somethin' to suck on to take your mind off it!" with that, he gripped the fur on Hounds head and shoved his cock inside his mouth.

"Mmph!" Hound whimpered around the thick shaft as he was violated from both ends. He could hear Watson moaning loudly nearby and could tell he wasn't having much of a better time. Smiley was ruthlessly pounding away at the chubby canine's ass, pinning him down under him, thrusting his entire cock inside him with fast, powerful thrusts of his hips.

"Heh, keep moanin', bitch!" Smiley grunted, "I love hearin' my li'l fuck toys moan!" Smiley could feel himself being pushed closer and closer to orgasm and clenched his teeth as he picked up the pace. Watson moaned and whimpered as he felt his pounding getting harder. He could hear Smiley's breathing getting heavier and readied himself to take another load inside him. He didn't have to wait long. A few moments later and Smiley cried out in pleasure, closing his eyes, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth as he came deep inside Watson, completely losing himself in the moment. Nearby, Moriarty and Todd were still giving poor Hound a good fucking from both ends. Suddenly, Hound felt Moriarty's warm hand grip his cock from behind.

"Heh, that tiny prick of yours still hard, Hound?" he smirked, "Here, let me help you with that." he gripped it hard and started at Hound's length who moaned around Todd's cock.

"Mm! Mmm...!" he whimpered, shivering in pleasure as his arch enemy played with his hard, throbbing and pre-dripping cock. He let out a particularly loud yet muffled moan as Moriarty thrust in deep and hit his g-spot. All this attention to his ass and cock; Hound could feel the inevitable approaching and for a moment considered trying to hold it back. Moriarty would no doubt laugh and mock him if he allowed himself to cum... But he knew he couldn't. He'd watched as Watson was brought to orgasm against his will and he knew there was nothing he could do to stop it. He just gave in and resigned himself to taking whatever Moriarty had to say about him afterwards. His cock twitched, throbbing and twitching before shooting his load across the cold warehouse floor and covering Moriarty's fingers.

"Haha! That's it, bitch, cum for me!" he laughed, "I always knew you were nothing but a cheap whore, Hound, and I was right! I guess you just love having my cock up you that you couldn't hold back!" Hound could only whimper in reply as Moriarty continued to stroke him, coaxing more of his hot seed from his aching rod. Moriarty didn't let up on his stroking and Hound soon started letting out loud groans around Todd's shaft. If he didn't have that cock in his mouth, he'd be begging him to stop. The overstimulation was too much, he couldn't take it. He started struggling against Moriarty's hold, but Todd had a firm hand on his head. He wasn't going anywhere.

"Look at him strugglin'!" Todd laughed, "What's wrong, Hound? Too much for ya?" Hound moaned and nodded as much as he could, "Heh, you're pathetic! Just shut up and take it like a man!" Moriarty kept stroking his cock for a while, sending shivers through Hound's body until, finally, he eventually let go.

"How do you feel, Hound?" he asked, "How's it feel to cum with your arch enemy's cock up your ass?" Sherlock's cheeks turned red. He felt so humiliated. This was a nightmare. All this violation, rape and humiliation and he'd still been made to cum from it all. He had no doubt now: after all of Hounds successes in foiling Moriarty's plans, Moriarty had finally won. He owned Hound, and there was nothing he could do about it. Hound was nothing but his toy, his slave, a tiny dicked loser whose only use was pleasuring real men and satisfying their needs. Hound had given up. He let the two better endowed males pound away at him, ramming their cocks in and out of his mouth and ass, hurling insults and jeers at him as they did. They didn't let up, they made sure to know exactly was a dirty, pathetic excuse for a man he was.

Todd was in the middle of one of his insults when he felt is orgasm building up. He gripped the back of Hound's head and pulled him closer, shoving his entire cock down his throat as he blew his load, his cock throbbing and shooting load after load his warm cum down Sherlock's throat, forcing him to swallow.

"Mmmph!" Hound moaned out as his mouth was suddenly filled with the stuff.

"Swallow, whore!" Todd roared in pleasure as he ruthlessly fucked his face. Hound did so, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of the stuff until Todd suddenly pulled out and came across his face, covering his fur in the stuff. Hound panted and gasped as his mouth was finally freed. He coughed and spat some of the cum onto the floor.

"Heh, you're good at sucking cock, Hound. Real good." he grinned mockingly at him before looking over at Moriarty, "How is he back there, boss?"

"Mm, he has to have the tightest ass I've ever fucked!" he grunted in reply, "Ohh, I think I'm going to make lots of money from this ass of yours! Criminals from all over will come and pay good money to fuck the "great", famous, Sherlock Hound!" Hound whimpered. He could imagine it now... Him and Watson tied up while Moriarty cheerfully accepted the money of whoever came to use them... They'd fuck both of them, and they certainly wouldn't be gentle. They'd rape their asses, force them to suck their cocks, humiliate them... Hound whimpered as he imagined the things they'd have to see about the size of his cock. Moriarty kept talking:

"Heh, can you imagine what they'll say when they see what you have between your legs, Hound? That pathetic thing? Oh, we'll be sure to spread it around how big you are. Soon all of England will know just how pathetic a cock you have!"

"Oh, p-please!" Hound moaned, "H-haven't you humiliated me enough, Moriarty?!"

"Enough?!" Moriarty growled, "Hound, I will never humiliate you enough! After all the times you've gotten in my way and made a fool of me, I am never going to stop humiliating you!" he rammed his entire ten inch cock deep inside Hound, making him cry out loudly.

Moriarty was close. He picked up the pace, wildly ramming his cock in and out of Hounds ass and listening to the helpless, submissive moans he was getting from him. He tensed up and clenched his teeth.

"Nghh!" he moaned through his teeth as he buried his length inside Hound and came, letting out a loud roar of pleasure as he did. Hound could feel the warm, sticky stuff filling his body as his tormentor came, shooting rope after rope of his thick seed inside his ass. After shooting a few streams of cum inside him, Moriarty pulled out and gripped his cock, stroking it furiously and sending several more ropes shooting across Hounds ass, as well as the small of his back. Sherlock gasped as he felt the warm stuff hit his body, matting his fur.

"Oh... Damn, Hound." Moriarty panted, "You're much tighter than any of the whores from the street corner I've fucked." he gave a chuckle and Hound collapsed onto the floor, exhausted.

"I think he's tired." Todd laughed.

"Heh, I'm not surprised. Everyone gets tired after taking a fucking from the great Moriarty." the purple hound smirked, a feeling of pride welling up inside him as he looked down at his defeated opponent, "Let's get them tied up in case that gas loses it's effect on their legs. Not that they're in a state to go anywhere if it did." Moriarty chuckled and let his henchman place Hound and Watson in their chairs once again before tying them up, making sure the ropes around their wrists and ankles were nice and tight. Once they were all tied up, Moriarty approached Hound.

"Listen to me. You're mine now. My slut, my toy. I get to use you whenever I want and there's nothing you can do about it. Don't you forget that." with that he turned around to leave. After taking a few steps however, he turned around and looked down at Hound's crotch before giving an amused chuckle and turning away again. His henchman followed him.

"We'll be seein' you two later." Smiley said, "We can 'ave more fun then." he grinned and gave Watson a wink which had the chubby dog blushing, his ass still dripping with Todd and Smiley's cum. And with that, the three villains were gone, leaving Sherlock Hound and Watson tied to their chairs, naked, covered in cum and thoroughly humiliated. Thoughts on escaping were out of the question. They both felt too exhausted and too humiliated to even consider it. They just had to wait for their new masters to return and have their way with them, again and again...