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Without doing anything on his own, Alex saw the notification become activated, along with a small prompt stating "Connected to secondary user Dave756; view mode only" in a muted blue, that stayed up in the right hand side of his vision.

Dave noted the extra connection on the display and commented on it. "I see you have a viewer that wants to ride along. That's fine by me, but he, or she, will have to be disconnected briefly while we go through the contract. Let me know if they have any issues with that."

Alex just shook his head. "No problem," he said, acting very casual about it, though his client was considerate enough to throw in a half smile. "It's.. I'm actually going to show it to my boyfriend later, but he doesn't know yet. Like a weird sort of gift."

Having said that, and hearing what he is saying, Alex thought to himself, "Oh god no, whatever is going to happen had better not show up anywhere!"

Dave flicked a switch on the wall, and across both their displays came the words, 'Connection Interrupted', as Dave also had an outside link with the club. "This room is cut off from the grid now. Only you and I can communicate since we're both in here. Now that you're offline, I need to check that you're here of your own free will. Sorry for going through this, but our rules are very strict with new customers, especially ones with a remote watcher who jump into something this... exciting."

Alex felt a spark of hope. This was not the fake disconnect message that his attempts had given, but an actual severing of the link with the outside world. Here might be the chance he was desperate for, to stop whatever was controlling him with a full external system shutdown. He was willing to risk damaging his implants, if that's what it took to free himself.

In the back room of the club, Alex began talking. "Of course I understand," he heard himself say. It was like a pre recorded message was sent out through the wolf's voice. He began to panic. What was this? Was he still connected somehow? Did this Tommy have something to do with the club and had gotten in, perhaps bribed someone?

Alex started to reach for the back of his neck where the main part of the implant was seated. He was at the point where he thought he would be ready to just shove his claws in and tear at whatever gadget was there. But his body remained calm and unmoving. All he had were the thoughts in his mind, they did not reach as far as even expressing the fear through his pupils. Not knowing exactly what to do, the small program running in Alex's software sent the least suspicious reply, the cautious "Mm-hm," in just the same voice and pitch as before. The cheetah didn't seem to notice though, or possibly he was just waiting for any type of confirmation.

Back in his home, Tommy had heard everything up until that point, and he also got the disconnect message. Now all he had to do was wait. Logically, he knew that nothing he did at this point could affect the outcome, but there was always the irrational feeling that if he stepped away, he might lose his chance. The ploy usually worked, and he never sent puppets back to places where it failed. He only collected experiences, and among them were the protocols that clubs used before any play began.

Dave said, "First we'll test the safeword system. There is a buzzer in here that will go off when you hit disconnect, which you can use to alert me if you are at your limit. After we test it, I'll send over the contract for you to sign. We're already cut off from the outside world, but your disconnect button is still active. Please try it out now."

Alex did as he was told, thinking the command for disconnecting. The message "Disconnected Successfully" briefly lit up, and the small blue icon disappeared from his display. At the same time, a loud buzzer sounded in the room, and Dave nodded to confirm.

"Exactly. Besides the warning sound, the buzzer also sent me a heads-up warning to stop, as it should. Please look over the file I'm sending you now, sign it, and send it back."

Moments later, an incoming file icon showed up to Alex. "I just have to ignore this. If I don't agree..." - and there his thoughts were interrupted as the file was accepted and scrolled through. For just a moment, he saw a long list of things that might be done, but before he could take it in, his hud displayed a large yellow smiley-face over the top of it. He waited, struggling to decline, but after a set delay of roughly ten seconds, Alex watched as the document was signed and sent back. He was horrified to see it accepted on the other end, then realized that if his client was already rummaging around in his software, triggering the signature app to blindly accept a list was an easy feat.

It would have been so easy for Dave to do a double-check, and send a fake first-message that the app would have signed and sent back, alerting Dave that something was amiss, but the small extra hassle, and the risk that a real client might blindly sign, or implying that they didn't trust the client was enough that most did not go that extra step.

Dave nodded at Alex's reply and took out a paper notebook and wrote down, mumbling as he did so. "Client confirmed he wished to ..."

While the cheetah was going through the physical paper checklist, mostly for show since it was all inside his own display anyway, Alex began to involuntarily heat up and wished he could pant to cool himself off. Still, all that came out of his maw was an inarticulate "Mm-hm," a sort of non-commital agreement as the major points of the contract were read out. As Dave only had viewing access to the wolf's display, the whole list did not appear yet, but to Alex, each new item only caused him more alarm. None of these were things he would have done on his own, and some of them he would have only have agreed to for a particularly high pay.

"Perfect. I'm going to switch the inhibitor off, and as soon as you reconnect, we can get started.".

Alex connected to the buzzer as soon as the icon came up. Whether that was of his own doing, or the implant, he did not care. The first thing he tried after that was to hit disconnect. On his display, the wolf was told in merry green letters, "Disconnected Successfully." But no noise. No word from Dave. And the little blue icon showing he was connected to the buzzer was still in his vision. The wolf got a very sinking feeling in his stomach, beginning to realize just how screwed he was.

As the inhibitor was switched off, there was a notification of "signal restored". He saw a momentary flash of an incoming call, and then Tommy returned without being invited. "Did you miss me? Don't worry. I won't be leaving you alone again tonight," the human's voice whispered inside Alex's head. "I worry when my toys are out of reach. Makes me wonder if I'll have to fish another one up and go through the whole routine again. But now I'm back, safe and sound in your body. You won't have to do any hard thinking or acting at all.. Well, maybe a little acting. You'll see." The voice ended with the same smugness as before, with a giddy undertone to it.

Dave was satisfied with the agreement, and started on his part as dom. He looked the wolf over appraisingly, then ordered him, "Strip!" As Alex slipped out of his shirt and pants, the cheetah gave him a light smack over the head. Not enough to hurt, just to attract attention. "You forgot to say 'Yes, Master.'" The feline had a more stern look over his muzzle, and stood up tall and steadily spread legged.

"If there is anything you would like to say before we begin, now is the time. From here on, the safeword buzzer will be your only way out," Dave warned.

Alex spoke while his mind tried several times to trigger the disconnect and safeword. He heard himself say, "I.. I can become quite noisy at times," adding an "Ah.. Master." as if he were new to this type of roleplay; the sweet innocent wolf taken in by a bigger rough feline.

"I like to feel helpless. When you bind me up, I might try to break free, beg, or scream. You can gag me if that is a problem.. er, Master. I can still safeword if things really go out of my comfort zone. Is that okay? I want to practice with someone skilled like you, before my boyfriend and I get too extreme. I want you to train my maw and butt," Alex said, with his eyes lowered to look at the cheetah's taut, short furred chest. He felt his ears blush, as his temper flared with outrage. He had no boyfriend, and he most certainly did not want any more things stuck up his rear; the medium sized dildo he had painstakingly worked in at home had already felt like too much.

Dave grinned at him and picked up a collar, tossing it to the wolf. "If you put that on, I'll give you a night you'll never forget, no worries there. Considering your preferences, we're going to start by flushing you out so we don't get a mess everywhere."

Once Alex had put the collar on, Dave helped tighten it down further so it was snugly immobile around the wolf's neck. He hooked a finger through the collar loop, and led Alex over to the center table in the room. Jerking on the collar, Dave had the wolf climb up and lie down on it, and without speaking, Dave began cinching down thick leather cuffs attached to the table. At the sides were ones for the wrists, and at the bottom of the table, the ankles got attached, keeping the wolf's legs well spread.

Dave picked up a few items and placed them on the table between Alex's legs. "You can make a little noise for a while, but then I'll start cleaning you out thoroughly for the real play to begin," he said, conversationally. The cheetah then began by grabbing Alex's sheath, peeling it back slowly to spot the PA ring set there.

"Well well, I guess you're not that fresh after all, boy," he murmured. "This will come in handy very soon." Alex wondered what that meant, but he was lying back and staring straight up, as Tommy was keeping the wolf's body fully relaxed. Alex could see the cheetah in the periphery of his vision, working somewhere at the middle part of the bench.

Just to show it off, Dave held up a long, rubbery snake-like thing. "This goes inside you so you won't make a mess." What he was holding was a long beige catheter that seemed to have small ridges sticking out at the last two inches at the end. Dave showed it off by stroking the tube in his paw, applying lube to it. As he did, it made all those wide rounded parts fold in against the side of the catheter, then spring out again as the grip eased up. About two thirds out, the length was a wider blob, sealing off the exit, and a small indentation.

Alex felt fingers on his halfway exposed shaft, and then a stinging sensation as Dave began sliding in the catheter, pushing it inside the urethra with enough force to flatten the small prongs in. Yet the wolf could feel the unevenness of them all dragging, even though the rubber was lubed up. He shook his head a tiny bit, as much as Tommy would allow, to add a little realism to the scene the lion was watching.

Alex heard himself scream out, and realized that it was his own voice. He could make sounds! "It-- it hurts, fuck! What the hell are you-- AGH! I- I never wanted _that_, what the hell are you pushing in? Stop it!" he spat out before being muted down by his client again.

Dave leaned forward so that he could look down into the wolf's eyes, after having slid the catheter tip through the shaft itself. "That's a good boy. But that's what you really wanted, wasn't it? Someone to figure out your guilty secrets. Let me show you just how much fun this can be." Suddenly the cheetah gave a slight tug on the thick tube, and the rubber prongs caught on the urethra, resisting the force as they scraped against Alex's delicate insides, causing him to cry out loud.

"Stop, stop it, it hurts too much! It won't fit! Please!" the wolf yelped out, and he felt his paws clench up and toes curl. He was aching too much to know if it was really his own actions, or Tommy putting on a little show to have the 'innocent' boy appear struggling, but still the wolf could feel his arms and legs tense, yanking on the cuffs as his body tightened up in a pain response, without getting anywhere. Alex thought he had a little control over his body for once, even if it was only to tug on already tight restraints. Somehow that was a mixed feeling, partially comforting.

Inside the wolf's head, he heard Tommy whisper to him, "Is that not a small price for freedom? It hurts, but I let you speak for it." Alex could really _hear_ the dripping smugness over the comm link.

Dave grinned and moved his face out of sight from Alex's vision, then kept on pushing the tube in. Alex could only gasp and cry a bit, his eyes teared up enough to make the room a bit blurry. Occasionally, when the feline stopped to give another little tug for his own amusement, the wolf begged and screamed all over again until he was hoarse and coughing. Yet the cheetah kept going; he could do anything to the trapped wolf unless the safeword buzzer sounded.

Eventually the front part was all the way inside the wolf's bladder, and there the many small rubber prongs had space to push out from the body of the tube. A trickle of urine leaked out, what had been produced in the wolf's body since he was cleaned out earlier, matting his belly fur in an uneven stain.

Making sure that they were far enough out to lock in place, Dave gave the catheter a hard tug and was rewarded by Alex screaming out and bucking his hips up. The wolf tugged as hard on his restraints as he had when the tube was put in, this time from the literally gut-wrenching sensation, a tug inside his body, and the lubed up but still thick rubber tube going up through his urethra. Had he been able to look down and see it, Alex would have seen that the tube was literally wide enough to make a slight dent stand out under the flesh of his penis.

"Cute noises you make, fresh meat," he commented, really getting into his role. "This is just to help drain you. And you can be sure it's not coming out on its own. This prong type is only coming out by sticking something far wider around it, all the way in again, to slide those small barbs down. Can't you just feel how well it's seated? You'll need a trip to the vet to get it out... Or maybe your boyfriend prefers to have you as a bitch and will make you keep it in. This final part might... hurt a little. Actually, a lot. Good thing you didn't want anaesthesia, it would have taken some fun out of it."

To show what he meant, Dave gave the catheter another couple of sharp, long pulls, which felt to Alex like a burning pain throughout his whole penis and a rumbling ache somewhere in his guts, from the flared out tube refusing to leave the bladder. With a bit of twisting and pulling, Dave separated the catheter at the indentation mark, leaving the blob that was big enough to push the urethra out visibly, still lodged somewhere halfway up Alex's shaft. As Dave removed the leftover part and discarded it, he picked up what looked almost like a masturbatory device with an elastic band. As the last trickle of urine drained from Alex's bladder, Dave positioned the band over the bulge in Alex's urethra, adjusting it to fit in with a tiny inaudible 'click' as it magnetically seated itself. The tiny trickle completely ceased, now. "When you want to go pee from now on, you'll have to slide this off. The blob in there.." he said, tapping at the numbly aching penis, "..contains a magnet that has to be deactivated to open the valve. Or, to put it in simpler words for you, when that band is off, you'll wet yourself uncontrollably."

"Keep that singing voice handy, because here comes the next toy," said the cheetah, leaning up to look briefly into the wolf's eyes with a smirk, before moving back down between the legs. A cold metal tip was pressed in against Alex's pucker, then slowly twisted and turned to be forced deeper up. The dildo was slowly widening, stretching a nearly unused rump that had only gotten what little training it did from the smaller toys that Tommy had wanted him to practice with.

Alex howled out and bucked his hips up, which only made the large plug bounce and stretch even more. Dave slid it up roughly eight inches inside the wolf's body, and once there he began to twist at the end which made the portion inside Alex slowly expand.

"One name for this thing is 'The Pear'," the cheetah calmly explained as he kept turning the knob, stretching out Alex's rear more and more until the wolf thought he would pass out from the stinging pain.

"It was designed originally as a torture device, but it's wonderful for quickly training naughty puppies like you, too," he continued, opening it up until, at the center, around the screw-opening, it was possible to stick in three fingers. The whole procedure of stretching Alex had already gone on for nearly twenty minutes, taking it slow so as not to hasten things and possibly rupture small vessels. "It would be better for you to try relaxing, but either way, even those cute wolf cheeks can't resist the spreading metal."

Alex yelled, making clawing motions with his fingers and jerking on the wrist cuffs, tensing his thighs and curling his toes, as very little by little he could feel the increased pressure from within, making him yank with his legs in an effort to pull free from it. Slowly the realization came to him that it was him performing those actions. He had some control over his own body at the moment, but during the pain flashes before his eyes, he could not muster up the will to beg to be set free.

Dave finished opening the pear up to where he judged that any further would damage the wolf to where he would need medical attention, and then he picked up a hose from the floor, connecting it to the end of the device so that it made skin close contact with Alex's rear. A similar smaller tube, zip tied to the large hose, was then slid inside the wolf's penis to make contact with the hidden catheter. The elastic band was shifted a bit sideways to open up the valve, draining piss out straight from the bladder.

The cheetah picked the last part of gear up from the table and stood over Alex's head, grinning down at him. "This will keep you from making too much noise for the next hour or two," he said, and began to feed a thick tube into the wolf's gaping maw.

Just as it slid over the tongue and pressed towards the throat, Alex started to say "I- I really--" was as far as he got, when trying to say he was being puppeted. Suddenly he lost control of his voice again, and Tommy spoke through him.

"I- I really..." For just a moment, Tommy stuttered, trying to finish with something. "-think this is a good idea, but is that thing wide enough to fill me up completely?"

Dave smirked back down at him.

"Don't you worry about that. You'll feel just how big it is real soon." With that, the tube got pushed down through Alex's throat, all the way down to the stomach. Through ridges in the sides of the tube, the wolf could still breathe, but the rubber implement was so wide that it blocked the vocal cords.

Now that Alex could no longer speak or move, Tommy relaxed the control over his puppet, enjoying the feelings and letting the wolf do all the work for him.

Alex gagged on the tube but nothing came out as it was blocking his throat. He twitched his legs and flexed his fingers, only to find that the bindings were very secure. The tube, once fully inserted, ended with a bit-like device that kept the muzzle wide open and allowed for straps to go around the head, securing the whole thing in place.

Dave smiled and patted the wolf's stomach. "Everything in here gotta go. I want you nice and clean so you don't make a mess over my toys later. Swallow up, pup," he said in a menacing tone, turning a valve to begin flooding lukewarm liquid in through the tube, filling Alex's belly quickly, then reversing to suck most of it out again along with leftover food substances. After that, the tube kept a steady slow flow going into the wolf tummy, filling the wolf up, most notably going to the bladder almost instantly. The tube attached to the catheter kept draining with a very light suction to ensure that the bladder was near empty at all times. And, as a particularly humiliating moment, Alex felt like he suddenly had to empty his bowels. Apparently there was a fair amount of laxatives in the water being poured inside him.

The wolf was beginning to feel jittery as well. The liquid being fed to him must be caffeinated or have some other stimulant added to it, Alex thought. As he moaned around the feeding tube and looked around with helpless eyes, thankfully his own, as Tommy seemed to have given him back full control for the time being. Alex felt his rear drain through the widely spread butt plug as the large hose hooked up to him kept a steady suction going, removing any excess waste. In effect, the wolf was given a thorough cleansing enema.

It had only been perhaps twenty minutes, exaggerated by the cheetah just to tease, but the discomfort Alex felt made it hard to judge time. All he could feel was the nauseating sloshing in his guts, the sucking and draining, and what small huffs he could gasp out were nowhere near intelligible words.

As the procedure went on, Dave patted the full belly, only making the sensations worse as pressure was now added from the outside as well. "What a good pet you are. Not resisting in the least. As if you could." Smirking, taking his mean dom role seriously, the feline gave a hard push to Alex's belly before resuming preparation work on the wolf's body.

"How about giving your boyfriend a girlfriend instead? I bet you will look great in a dress after this," said Dave as he picked up a large syringe, filling it from a vial of clear liquid and then sticking it into Alex's chest right below the closest nipple. He injected the viscous substance, which had the wolf's breast grow from inside as the fluid pressed in under the skin. It caused the nipple to start rising, forming a small young-female-like breast. The feline then repeated the process on Alex's other breast, filling it up and enlarging it.

"Who knows, if your guy likes you this way, he might even get you a permanent set. Either way, you'll have a sweet set of squeezable breasts for at least two or three weeks."

When done with the injections, Dave stood over the wolf while he was being processed, fondling the breasts in one paw and slipping his other down to squeeze Alex's sack, gripping hard enough to cause shooting spikes of pain from his balls, up into his belly. The wolf squirmed and yanked harder on his cuffs, and moaned out around the feeding tube.

"Well well.. It seems you like that. How much can you take, pet?" he murmured as he kept juggling the wolf's nuts around in his paw like they were squeezable stress balls.

Alex raised his head, pulling against the thick feeder tube, to wide-eyed look up at his tormentor. "MMpph-- MMPRHHFL! MMHH!!" he huffed out in panicked bursts, the wolf's quick breathing making a nice sound along with the continuous sloshing in the belly and the slurping sound of the waste drainage tubes. Often Alex made a muted cough as his gag reflex kept fighting with the feeder hose, causing him to retch, over and over.