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It was during the time when a sissy was in the Nursery that a conversation took place. The Wolf known to that sissy as the Adonis was able to speak to the Owner. The Owner was always quite busy with both His Pleasure and His Business. The great red Dragon with unfurled wings towered above all within the club, even the Adonis. Every man looked up to Him, whether they wanted to or not.

It took The Wolf quite a while to be able to have a word with the Owner. The Owner had more important business to take care of then the words of lesser men. Compared to the Owner, all men were of lower status to the titanic dragon. He was larger than life and his every action, whether business or for pleasure stretched others to limits beyond mortal men.

The meeting only happened during a period where the more disobedient sissies, those that took it into their heads to foolishly claim manhood that wasn't theirs were punished. That required the Owner's supervision. Sissies who would dare claim personhood were lower than dirt. To remind them of this fact, they were now serving time to a position suited to their station. That of a floor, every worthless cocksucker in denial was vacuumed into a vast patchwork of latex laid out on the ground. Each and every sissy was bent and twisted to expose their sissy holes and clits for crushing underfoot by the weary feet of men. Worthless sissies that deny their own nature would be better served by cushioning the feet of worthy men.

"Sir," the Adonis said, "I would like to take a sissy home with me. That Pussy one that only came in recently." To any observer, the wolf's appearance was that of a worshiper to a towering and mighty god. Beyond a wall, two lesser dragon men were enjoying a heavy march, their weighty soles applying well needed pressure on the flesh and distractions of sissy clits of those on the floor. A ripped rabbit buck was quite interested in engaging in a through and rough foot and toe cleansing in the mouth of floor sissies. Their faces ground underfoot of the stench of men paws. Tongues were force fed the musk of arches and soles. Some rougher looking stags took to reclining beside imprisoned sissy snouts. Nostrils tubed open were drenched in the raw musk of pits and chests. No sissy here was allowed the taste of cock.

"Really?" the Owner said raising an eyebrow. Those draconian cold eyes that took so much amusement from the abuse and degradation of sissies went from the show and stripped the wolf from top to bottom. "And you are Mr. ...?" The dragon, red of scale asked while behind a one way window sissies writhed on the floor in cock hunger, drugs racing through their blood and sissy cunts. Their moans and pleas to get fucked by cock became the background music to their conversation. Backs arched against those sheets of rubber holding worthless sissy flesh for its punishment. A yearning to return to the purpose a sissy exists for. A desire that will be determined by the judgment of their superiors.

"Darren. Darren Copperfield." The Wolf said. He fingered his white-collar, the faint smell of wolf sweat beginning to waft through the air. His shirt clinging to his back under the sheer aura of the Owner. The scent of sissy, hot and bothered, came through the vents and mingled with the wolf's until there was no telling them apart.

The Owner slowly and deliberately pulled out a personal assistant device. His eyes never glanced at the screen he was flicking through. Several profiles of information were swept by until a single one was pulled up. "Ah, yes, here you are." The Owner said.

In front of the wolf's face was his personal information displayed on the little hand-held device smaller that the Owner's giant claws. It was heavily detailed, part of those details came from the profiling that all members underwent when being screened for entry. However there was data that was deeply personal and likely only fetched by very invasive surveillance. "How long do you want it for? A night, week...?" The dragon shifted screens until this sissy's information and picture came up.

"Um, Sir, actually I want to keep him, Sir." Darren said as a bright red shone through his cheek fur. He understood how strange his request was. Who would want to keep a sissy with them? A sissy was to be used and discarded at will, the face and body serving a Cock easily replaceable with another.

"Really? Why the fuck would you want to keep one when We take such good care of them?" The Owner asked giving a little stare. The faces of the sissies around them were filled with tears that dripped from matting around their eyes. And hips ground futilely against the resistance of their airtight prisons. The gleam of their sissy cock cages shined against the hard fluorescent light.

Such a request had never been seriously asked in the entire history of the organization. The Men were quite satisfied with taking a sissy home for the weekend. But longer stays took effort and time away from Their busy lives. After all the sissies were going nowhere. So the Men had all the time in the world to use them as they wished.

"Well, Sir, I've gotten attached to this one. His slutty face is so nice to have servicing me. And when its face is all splattered with cum well I just can't help thinking that it's adorable." The wolf's brow scrunched as he worried about the slut.

The little guy hadn't been seen in a while. He hoped that nothing serious had happened while inside the anuses of the sissies, electric probes jolted into life. A chorus of moans and yelps echoed among the squeaks of bent rubber. That rabbit buck was grinding his sole against a swiftly gagging sissy's tongue, while another one of those dragons started marching up and down a sissy's body.

The dragon turned back to the show and because this motion the wolf never saw the growing smile with wickedness reflected in each gleaming sharp tooth. "So I would not be incorrect in saying that you care particularly for this slut you wish to take with you?" The owner said.

The Wolf's reply was swift and sure in that he did care,not knowing what that meant. "And is this the particular slut you were looking for?" The Owner held out his PA, and on the screen was yours truly this slut. The sissy that was currently having its brain bred out of it with a ceaseless sea of tentacle cocks. Kept stuffed with an ocean of seed swirling around a sissy tummy,

The Wolf had nodded at the sissy's profile and was relaxed. Until the Owner said evenly. "Well then we might have a problem, for I'm training him to be my own personal cum dump." The dragon said.

The Wolf's blood froze at that simple statement. He began to stammer out apologies for prying into The Owner's business. Nobody wished to cross The Owner. Here, his word was law. Whatever whim He had was always carried out, overturning all other rules and judgments. If one did manage to anger the dragon, his fury and punishment was swift and sure.

Everyone remembered what had happened to those three cops that had barged into one of the warehouses while The Owner was personally making some acquisitions. They were foolish enough to try to arrest The Owner, thinking that law and order was on their side. The Owner was swiftly released with the earnest apologies of the government. The officers joined the ranks of the missing persons list after being dishonorably discharged.

The truth was that the trio had been spirited away, rubbered up, injected with drugs and had their personalities ground away with intensive brainwashing. What were once proud servants of justice, were turned into cum rags happily serving a three year stint of cock cleaning at the State penitentiary, a bit of charity work as drolly said by the Owner.

Apparently the convicts rated their services highly, paying their debt to the only real society that mattered.One of them, a hunky T.Rex was fortunate enough to have one of his sons among the Organization's ranks. He was retrained as a slab of sissy meat for stress relief and given as a reward for the son's promotion. How fortunate for the former cop that it was allowed to spill its sissy juices once a year on Father's day.

Returning to the Adonis and The Owner. The dragon held up a claw. "Ah, do not be so hasty, I am willing to let you two be together." Catching the Wolf's interest the Owner went on. "All you have to do, is something very simple for me..."

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Returning to the sissy bound in the pit of tentril cocks, it had felt like fucking forever. The sensation was like a sissy had been completely abandoned to be a basket for cocks for the rest of its pathetic useless life.

A sissy had lost any hope of rescue or closure to this unimaginable abuse. It could only endure the feelings of its guts swirling with white cream and its hole pulled gaping wide. Light returned to the dark damp space that the sissy was held in. A black jackal loomed over to retrieve what was left of a cock sucking holebitch. A sissy gratefully kissed any flesh its lips could touch. The slightest graze of male contact made its sissy brain tremble.

A sissy was pulled, more than led, back into a storage room. This time to use it to empty the countless loads of tentacle seed up its distorted fuckhole. A sissy's legs were yanked up to expose its hole, letting the river of cream seep down into the tank beneath. A sissy hung there suspended, letting its winking asshole dribble out the material used to brand sissies into the proper mindset.

After a sissy finished emptying itself, it was led into another room with surrounding screens. A sissy tried to figure out what the fuck They had in store for it now. Then it was seated and strapped onto a chair, something that had never happened to it all the while it had been a part of the compound. The seat of the chair was open however, exposing this sissy's hole to whatever torment They had in mind. A sissy was gagged yet again, tubing leading into the ceiling. Then the screens turned on. It showed something simple, an installation of yet another sissy into the plaque and bench system for the amusement of the Men in the bar.

Then the sissy bore witness to a sight that rocked its world. The Adonis placed where a man had no place being. Already a line of males, rugged rats, hunky tigers, kangaroos with rippling bodies were set to rape the wolf. This made no fucking sense. What the fuck was going on? A sissy cried out but there were no words for what it was feeling; all that came out was a loud, sickly moan of need. The sissy began to have its hole spread once again by a mighty single length. A monster of a cock that sent a sissy's fists clench and knees buckle. Yet its eyes kept themselves to the screen.

A sissy was close enough to eventually notice the cum and dazed expression on the Adonis' face and it started to weep. What has this Man done to be treated this way? Why was a sissy made to witness this heresy? What the fuck was going on? A sissy then saw the headphones on His head and it realized the true horror. The inmates had taken over the asylum.

Here was a Man, a beautiful Man to be worshiped and treasured. And instead he was being debased, humiliated, degraded and defiled. Forced to take an endless line of cock. Being treated like the lowest fucking thing on the planet. Treated like it had been treated. Why? For what reason for this sight to exist? Did He allow this to happen? Surely he didn't WANT it to happen. For a man to sink deep into the bottomless swamp that was a sissy life. There was no way to make any sense of this mess.As much as a sissy wanted to know, a sissy didn't need to know. So it watched Him suffer an endless line of violation across the other side of the screen.

And suffer He did. A sissy had no choice but to watch Him writhe and cringle as dick after veiny dick spread His hole wide and kept it from closing. A ring attached to a power source shocked and forced the Adonis' dick to continuously spill forth white man cum to pool on the floor. The ring did not relent This was an unbelievably cruel, hellish torture. For both the Adonis and a pathetic sissy. Both being rammed by endless shoving of manly dicks in their holes. The abuse and thrusts seemed to have no end in sight.

Finally, He was released and taken away from the bench and the screen. A sissy just sobbed at what it had been witnessing, the uncountable amount of time that a Man had been made to suffer. That pillar of cock continuing to split him open further. Eventually an Officer came in to release a sissy from the seat of torment. A sissy's legs trembled from the absent ache between its ass cheeks. The Officer cared not for a sissy's weakness and He gave a quick cuff to the head. A sissy had no choice but to crawl after the rat Officer.

He led it up the hall to the main chamber of the compound. A sissy obediently kept its head down and its eyes focused on the Ass of its Superior as they entered the room. But once there, a sissy's attention was instantly diverted towards the centerpiece of the chamber.

For there was the majestic Wolf Adonis who was hung by His wrists, arms spread wide above his head. His ankles were spread out horizontally to the sides so His groin was spread all for all to witness. Pushing against His beautiful but now impossibly-stretched Hole was a stone Phallus, the same stone cock that fed all the sissies within the Organization. His swollen asslips had almost swallowed the impossibly wide Dickhead of rock. Loads of cum blended from the endless rapes that the Adonis had undergone coated the Phallus. The pale stone marred with the swirls of Men's seed that dripped from His gaping Hole.

A sissy then realized that the Adonis was pulling Himself up with His muscular arms; if He let go, His Hole would attempt to completely engulf the Phallus.Eventually the sheer girth would be unbearable and the wolf would be forced to pull himself back up for relief inch by painstaking inch.

The rodent Officer then installed a now spider-gagged sissy so its lips and muzzle were strapped to His now steel-encased Cock. This was a horrible perversion of being milked in the milking room. As the Viking released His arms, His Hole would distort to accommodate the unyielding Cock of Rock. So as He relaxed and tensed his arms to raise himself back up, He would essentially be fucking Himself on the Phallus.

And a cum-eating cocksucker's mouth was encasing His cock, but unable to pleasure Him because of the cylinder now surrounding His meat. All it could do was rub the base of its tongue against the top of His Dickhead and suck down the endless ooze of His precum. The only pleasure that a sissy could give was to swirl its tongue a Man's glans.

We both turned our heads as a tall, red skinned dragon Man entered the room, a black robe obscuring his body. The Owner grasped our attention in an unyielding and tightening grip. "Ah, sissys in service. What an inspiring sight." The Owner said. Four other Officers stood flanking at attention, an honor guard of masculinity.

Sissys? Was there more than one sissy in the room? It looked up from the Owner at the Adonis questioningly.

"You see, glory-hole, this sissy posed as a man. Probably even to itself for its entire fucking life. Until it met the likes of you." The Owner pointed His talon down at a sissy. "It's because of you that it's here. This was to be your fate, slut for brains, but it volunteered to take your place."

A sissy's eyes started to water. It didn't even realize it had been training for anything. It thought of the agony of being in His position. To suffer an unending balancing act between agony and torture and tears ran down its face as it recognized the sacrifice He had made for it without it ever even knowing.

"Yes, you were being trained, and now this self-deceitful sissy is being trained instead. Trained to be of use of honor to Me. Trained to be fucked. By This." The Founder then stepped out of His robe. Each of the Officers lined up before the Owner, got on His knees and exposed His fuckhole to the Owner. We sissys had no option to avert our gaze. Even if we had wanted to look away, The Owner's flesh had imprisoned our eyes.

He was colossal, powerful, and masculine beyond description. His head and body were covered in a glorious crimson shade of skin. It shone under the light as if every scale upon His majestic body was aflame. His outstretched wings gave his attractive stature an otherworldly air. His biceps, pecs, delts and abs were all a chiseled sculpture of muscle, worthy of being classed a masterpiece by museums. His arms, legs, and head were five pillars that framed themselves to direct that all further attention be given to His inspiring Cock.

Yes, it was the same Cock that a sissy had been nursing in every room since becoming a part of the complex. It was a glorious obscenity of Cock. Massive beyond belief. Impossible to accommodate. Titanic in gravity. A Cock worthy of defining the word in the dictionary

And it was going to be fucking the Adonis.

"See, sissys. This is why My tools were needed to stretch out those fuckholes." The Owner reached out and squeezed the wolf's cheeks, spreading his mouth into an O. " They were merely appetizers of the feast of Cock you will be servicing for the rest of your lives."

"Yes, Copperfield, I said that if you trained to serve Me, you two could be together forever after the Ceremony. But you were too stupidly pining for My cunt faced cock sleeve cuntboy to ask for any details. Yes, together forever ... but only if you join the dicksucker in eternal enslavement to My Prick." The Owner said.

The Adonis made to wheeze out an answer. But the Owner silenced him by pinching the folds of his lips together, sending the Adonis into confused mumbling. "I don't want to hear a fucking word out of you now. After the Initiation , you can announce your decision to the entire room." The Owner. He swooped down to retrieve his garments, hiding his Cock from all in the room and left us. covered His flesh and left the room. A sissy's eyes, hell, its very soul, began to water from the agonizing withdrawal of no longer being able to see His majesty. His fucking majesty. Yes. He was our King and we the humble serfs to be plowed into.

From that moment until the Initiation, the lives of a cock-starved sissy and the Adonis were spent preparing His Hole for the fuck of Ruin. No effort was spared in preparing the wolf for a Cock that would smash him into a pulp without preparation. He constantly worked and stretched His Hole to accommodate a Dick that was simply too big to ride but should simply drill through his insides. A sissy helped by keeping His cock aroused and His hormones flowing. Using its warm mouth to drive Him crazy with desire to cum. A sissy kept him moaning in pleasure from massaging just the top of His Dickhead and letting that pleasure mitigate the agony of His Ass.Choice flicks and slurps to tingle that sensitive flesh and send the lust spreading throughout the body.

Yet time passed and He still could do little more than stretch His hole across the gigantic marble Dickhead. At one point His arms gave out and He simply collapsed onto the stone Phallus. He screamed as it slid inside Him. No longer could his arms lift Himself up and He just sobbed as He was fucked and impaled with cold stone. The wolf sinking deeper and deeper on inch after uncaring inch. It was all a sissy could do not to cry in union with the Adonis.

At some foggy point, an Officer, lion from his golden mane, released a sissy's lips from the Adonis' metal cock cage. Chains and pulleys were dragged in and set up. The links of metal swaying from the ceiling. Then five other sissies, of various species and bodies were led in. Their bodies bound up in harnesses of cotton rope. The ropes were in various shades of colors and framed their muscles and body parts in different patterns, empathizing all the various areas where a sissy could be most tormented.

One by one each sissy was strung up and suspended from the chains. The bindings leaving them swaying in the air. Smaller replicas of the Owner's Cock pierced their holes, digging deep within their guts. A refrain of moans began to echo in the chamber, muffled by the ring gags keeping their suck holes wide open. Those five chosen sissies were made to writhe upside down in needy agony.

Then the Men, oh they swarmed into the chamber to witness this newest spectacle for their amusement. The fiery hunger to abuse sissies lit up their eyes and the crowd wavered in a primal rhythm. Murmurs of lusty intent and shaming hung in the rafters like so much incense smoke.

The Owner entered the room and a reverent hush descended. Not a Man dared stain that blessed silence as He swaggered into the center, every Man's eyes following in awe and envy.

"Gentlemen, we are here tonight to christen yet another fortress of decadence. To bless it with seed so that it may not only to continue its fine service, but assist in the glorification of what is truly important in life." The Owner said, a King before his subjects.

"In what they call society" The Owner said with scorn. "Ball-less whores of politics would bore you with words about justice, mercy and duty. But here, in this bastion of civilization, I give you honesty. Predators consume prey. Master exploit slaves. Men abuse cocksucking sissys".

"We have here two such queerholes. One is here as planned; the other is here by misrepresentation and self-deception. You see, gentlemen, it had come here under the pretense of being a Man like Us who deserve the pleasures of having their Cock served." The Owner curled His claws around the Adonis' locked up dick, straining against the bars and jumping at a real Man's touch. "But the truth of Cock revealed that this alleged Man was nothing more than a pathetic suckwhore aching to service Dick. Just as it is servicing dick right now."

The Five Officers rose and yanked the stone Phallus from the Adonis' gaping hole. He screamed, sending the chains holding Him in place taut with His tension. His cries were swiftly gagged with yet another smaller replica of the Owner's cock in black.

"It will now serve its purpose by caressing My cock to the point of orgasm for us both. My glorious Cum and its otherwise worthless fagseed will join on the floor and bless our cause." The owner said, flicking the wolf's balls and sending Him jumping. The Initiators grabbed this worthless sissy and placed it at the Adonis' gaping hole. They then all disrobed themselves to reveal similar but lesser godly bodies belonging to the pinnacle of the concept of Man. Each one to send any normal man on the street on their knees in worship. And each of them took Their place behind The Owner, their heads down in respect to something greater than them.

"Gentlemen, it is time to fuck." The Owner declared.

The Owner took position behind the Adonis with a worthless sissy stationed beneath both Men. The Officers whispered into a sissy's ear. "It shall worship each of His Nuts." One said.

Another demanded "It must lick His bountiful Cock and the bound bitch's hole to increase both their pleasures." A different Officer stated "It shall do this or know true torture for falling Him." The last officers said in unison. "From here on out, there is nothing but the Perfect Cock."

The Owner slid off His Robe and the entire room moaned in awe at His Erection, a sound filled with the knowledge that they were utterly lacking in comparison to the Owner. Sissys were led in from the hallways to service the Men to restore their self pride.

The Owner grabbed the Adonis' hips and yanked His ass backward onto His inhuman Cock. The Adonis screamed in agony as a cocksucking sissy began to honor the Founder's flesh. Sissys were grabbed and every hole was filled with hard dripping Dick. Those five hanging sissies soon had their throats filled with the mighty cocks of the Officers. Their tears wiped into the bushes of each officers balls and sac. Soon the rooms became steamy with the scent of sex and musk.

The Owner's Cock could not be thwarted. It pronounced a sentence of suffering for the wolf's hole The Adonis' muffled screams rose in intensity and rhythm. A sissy kept pushing its tongue against the intersection of Dragon Dick and Wolf Ass. A fiery sting painted itself over a sissy's tongue from the heat and spice of the Owner's flesh. It could only imagine the agony of being skewered by such fevered meat. The reward for a sissy's torment was the gradual morphing of the Adonis' cries from agony into pleasure. It could feel His body begin to tense, sending the wolf's tunnel into constrictions. The tension made the Owner's Cock even harder as they both approached the climax.

The Adonis, still screaming his moans into his gag, squirted a load through his cockcage onto the floor. The Owner responded to the Adonis' tremors. The dragon's muscles tensed with His own release. He pulled Himself out of the Wolf's Ass to paint His Ass and flood the floor with His glorious Load. This followed with the entire room exploding into orgasms. Sissies were filled with Man's cream and the Officers smear those suspended sissies with a mask of white. Only sissys didn't get to shoot. Except for the Adonis, whose cum was part of the ceremony. That pitiful white puddle proving the Power of the Owner's Cock. Of every Man's Cock.

As the room collectively caught its breath, The Owner strode over, still naked with Cock standing proud, in front of the Viking. The Owner pulled an arse licking sissy to kneel in front of Him, facing the Viking while a sissy's vision was blocked off with the weighty sack of the Owner's Orbs. The scent of Man, pure and unfiltered drowned a sissy further into cocklust and a sissy's lids bowed before the still hefty spheres in spite of their earlier release. "Now it is time to complete our deal, sissy. Announce to these Men what it is, its purpose, why it fucking breathes, and then spend the rest of its life with the cockwhore it loves." The Owner said.

The Adonis' eyes were said to have darted back and forth between the Owner and a sissy. He spoke humbly to Him and the room of Men when its mouth was freed. "Lord, Sirs, this ignorant sissy begs Your forgiveness for its failure to understand its true self. Any doubt of its queerness was just erased by experiencing the joy of being fucked with Your monstrous Prick." The Adonis panted out and the edge of cock hunger invaded his voice. "Lord, it will be honored to serve and service Your Cock, alongside Your other sissy, for as long as You allow it, Lord Master, Sir. It needs nothing else And Sir, if You will be so generous, Your new worthless cuntfaced ignorant whore begs to be allowed to personally beg every Mancock in the room for forgiveness."

A sissy felt the shifting of those Nuts from the Owner's nod all over its face.Two Officers unlocked his wrists. The wolf fell to the ground and pulled himself, er, itself to the nearest Cock. It suckled and begged the Cock for mercy. "Please, Lord Cock, forgive this pussy headed dicksucker for being so stupid." The Cock granted it the gift of cum. The Adonis swallowed, murmuring its thanks, and crept to the next Cock for absolution. There was much forgiveness to be sought in the room and the Owner baptized this Sissy with a throat fucking of its own.

And that began our continuous personal service to His glory. Wherever He went, we followed, crawling behind Him and kissing His blessed Flesh all the way. We sleep till morning, each caressing one of His grapefruit-sized testes with our tongues, polishing the sac with our mouths and gurgling his Balls in our throats.

While He works at His desk, one gently licks His Prick, just like the stone Phalluses at the compound, while the other tongue-washes His Feet, Balls or Hole. His frequent fucks have stretched our fuckholes to be useless to Men. We are, instead, given out to His business clients as suckwhores, pimped out for His profit. Our mouths still glorifying Cock as best as sissies can.

We perform for His amusement. Violating each others holes with strapped on replicas of His Cock above our caged clits. Both sissies always reminded of exactly who they fall under. We have been locked together on a double headed monster of a dildo.Hung from a sling and rocked back and forth to slam the copy of His Length into each other's hold. Our heads facing each other, the Adonis once licked a cockwhore's lips with its tongue as we were impaled and united themselves in a deep kiss. We have learned to survive, no, to enjoy this brutality by making love to each other while His Cock etches itself into our holes, into our brains. We scrub clean every inch of His beautiful flesh with our mouths. We are His bath, His toys, His fuckholes, His sissys. We are, simply, His.

We aren't allowed to speak to each other, only to Him in response to His questions. There is no need for speech. We communicate by touch, by facial expression. Besides, what is there to say? There are sissys and there is Cock. That's the only thing TO say. The only thing worth saying. Our thoughts are of Him, and his wondrous Cock.

Which then begs the question of this story. If a sissy hasn't escaped, how and why was this written? Remember, this all began decades ago. And eventually the Owner wished for a sissy's story to be shared. So that every cockwhore would know the glory of what they served. For a time, a sissy was allowed to speak so that its tale could be told. But such disobedience to the code of a sissy would not be left unpunished. Hear and remember, every word, every sentence to those who read this. Was repaid with a thrust of His Cock down his holes, brutally and without respite. Burn into your mind, the image of a sissy impaled again and again upon an obelisk of cock unending.