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Puppies Play

By Ajax B. Coriander

Started: May 7th, 2017

Finished: March 26th, 2023

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Quinn squirmed as he sat next to the cute dalmatian boy. In another life he might have asked him out on a date, but thanks to the collar around his neck, he knew that was impossible. The husky's tail curled around his side and into his lap, and he started to nervously run his fingers through it. He'd been taken to the groomer before this... which was a bit of a demoralizing experience because the one his master had found for him enjoyed treating him as a feral dog through the whole process.

They'd baby talked to him, made him stand on all fours, beg for treats, and gave him a whack if he made anything other than dog noises as they clipped and chopped at his fur. It was always extra humiliating when they'd taken off his cage to trim the fur on his balls and sheath down to the skin to make him extra aware of the steel and silicone around his bits. They'd blown dried him, and he now felt like a soft ball of floof. The other dog had to be around his age, maybe a bit older, but he wasn't sure.

Their masters had left them here in this empty plain room, he wondered, "is this was some kind of test?" His eyes scanned the small white room. It had a grey stone tile floor and a simple red padded circular bench that was as big as a bed.

"Am I going to get into trouble if I don't act like the perfect puppy?" He let out a whimper without knowing it, and then he nearly jumped out of his seat as he felt a paw slide along his back.

"Are you alright?" the spotted boy asked.

Quinn opened his muzzle to say something, but he stopped himself. Was that a trick? Had his master set this all up to see if he'd say something out of turn. He didn't realize how long he'd been silent until he felt a paw slide along his thigh and squeeze it tight.

"It's alright," the spotted boy said as he held his paw there on the other boy's leg, before he said in a joking tone, "I don't bite ya'know. I'm more likely to be the one to ask to get bitten."

That made the husky giggle, and allowed his guard to drop a bit. "Uh, sorry, it's just you're the first other..." he was about to say 'slave' but he stopped himself, "... boy like me I've met since training. I'm not sure what I can or can't say to you."

"Anything you want," the dalmatian said reassuringly.

"D... do you know why we're here than? Master has never taken me out of the house before..." Quinn said.

"Really? You don't know?" The dalmatian asked with a cock of his head. "Isaac tells me everything, I figured Richard would do the same with you."

"What? Wait... you know Master's real name?" The boy asked with a bit more confusion.

"Oh yeah, I've met him a few times when he's come to visit my owner." The other dog asked, with a pause before asking. "So you don't know they're dating?"

"Dating?" The husky asked with more confusion.

"Yeah, they have been for a few months. They met at one of those organization meetings, I remember because they came back here and used me like a Chinese finger trap for their cocks. It was amazing," the dalmatian said with a happy sigh.

"Y-you like what they make us do?" The husky said, his stomach twisting into a knot.

"Why wouldn't I? I dreamed about this as a pup, the second I was old enough, I volunteered for this. Didn't you?" The black and white dog asked with a furrow of his brow.

"N... no, my dad had a bunch of gambling debt, and he died before he could pay it back... and.... And some loan sharks came and snatched me up as payment for what he owed." The husky said as his ears laid flat against his head.

"Wow," the other dog said, "you're lucky then."

"Lucky?" The other dog asked as a growl rose in the back of his throat. He hadn't been brave enough to feel angry in a long time, but that comment made his hackles rise. "How the fuck am I lucky?" The husky asked in a hushed angry tone like a spouse trying not to yell at their partner in a nice restaurant.

"I just mean it could be worse," the spotted dog replied, as he put his paws up in front of him. "You could be swimming with the fishes or locked to a glory hole in the back of some seedy drug den." The explained. "You have a Master that clearly cares for you. I mean, he wouldn't have set this up otherwise."

The husky shuddered as he thought about some of the places he could be or what could have happened to him. He'd heard whispers about some of the things that could be done to him during his training, but he hadn't believed them.

"I guess," the Quinn replied, before his ears perked up a bit, and he asked a question. "But, what did you mean by 'set this up'?"

"Our date?" The dalmatian said questioningly.

"Our date?" The husky asked back in utter confusion.

"Yeah, they want to make sure that we get along, they don't want to live in a house where their dogs are fighting all the time." The other boy said matter-o-factly. "I guess Richard doesn't tell you much, huh?"

"I uhhh..." The husky's tail curled tightly against him, "No... He doesn't like me to talk, I think this is the most I've said in months. He likes me to be his perfect puppy, he just sort of tells me what to do, there isn't much back and forth."

"Huh," the dalmatian said, "well, you can talk to me. So, what's your name by the way." The boy said as he reached out his hand for the other dog to shake.

"My name is Whelp," the dog said as he shook the hand. "Or well... umm, it was Quinn."

"Well Quinn, I'm 'Princess', but between us, it's Sam," the dalmatian said.

A giggle escaped the husky's lips. It'd been awhile since he'd done that. A blush crept across his face, and he turned his head towards one of the skylights allowed bright sunlight to pour into the room.

"So, princess, huh?" The husky asked.

"Yep, and before you ask... yep, he makes me dress as a girl sometimes. But today, he just wanted me naked," the husky said with a soft sigh.

"You would look cute in a skirt," the husky said without thinking. The blush on his face suddenly made the white on his cheeks turn pink as he realized the words that had come out of his mouth.

"Oh?" Sam asked with a sly little grin. "You think I'd be cute in a short little skirt? My tail lifted high? Maybe bending over and showing off my rump and bit of pink and metal between my legs."

"Well I uh, I mean," the dog started to stutter, and his heart sank as he heard the advanced technology in his cage between his leg spring to life teasing the erection that was starting to peek from his freshly shaved sheath.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," the dalmatian said, "It's going to be kind of hard to say you don't know. I can hear the cage between your legs turning on to tease your boner." The spotted dog reached down and grabbed that bit of pink silicone and steel between the other dog's legs and started to stroke it up and down slowly.

"Don't be shy, hun," the spotted dog said as he nuzzled at the husky's neck fluff, "we've both done too much with our bodies to be shy about them ever again. We're toys. We're owned. We're programed to play and be played with. Don't you want to play, puppy?"

"It isn't... I'm not..." The husky whimpered as he heard the other dog's words. It made his heart sink to hear that, was that really what he was? Was he just a toy for someone to use? "I... I'm not like that! I'm not someone's plaything!" He whimpered.

"You make it sound like a bad thing. But puppy, it really isn't," the dalmatian said as he leaned up and nuzzled at the fluffy dog's folded ear. Sam kept stroking as he pressed his bare fur against the other boy's. "What's wrong with being a toy? A pet? Someone's girl? Isn't it easier this way? Just to think about cock and let our lust drive us? Never having to think of anything but pleasing our Master and never having to worry about anything ever again. That's why I wanted this. Doesn't some part of you enjoy it? Some part of you deep down inside knowing that it's for the best?"

"I... I..." Quinn sputtered as he tried to think of a response, but by now his cock was pulsing in his cage. The technology inside of it making sure to tease his sensitive flesh, toying with him, and reminding him of just how needy he was. It squeezed, rubbed, vibrated, shifted, and so much more around his horny young prick. His mind clouded with lust, and he started to pant. It did sound nice... he did enjoy not thinking any more... just letting his mind go blank and being told what to do and not to have to worry about anything but the cock sliding into his mouth or under his tail. "It... it is..." he huffed.

"See?" Sam said softly into the husky's ear, before nuzzling it to tease the sensitive fur inside. "Isn't it better to be a horny puppy whose dick is locked safely away, because he isn't smart enough to control it? Isn't it better knowing there's someone else in charge? So you couldn't just throw me down on this coach and fuck me raw?"

"You mean like this?" The husky said as something snapped inside of him. The fear and uneasiness went away for a moment, and he grabbed the slender spotted dog and shoved him down on the red bench. He looked down into his eyes for a moment as he kept Sam pinned there, before leaning in and planting his lips right on the other teasing dog's lips. The two of them tangled together, Sam's arms wrapped around the husky and squeezed their bodies together. Their silicone and metal cages ground together, those round domes sliding off one another as a mixture of pre and lube dripped from the tip. Their shinny cages squeezed desperately together, side by side, as they slid through the soft crotch fluff of the other. Their freshly shaved balls resting together, churning against each other, as their pink sacs nearly turned purple with need.

Sam raked his finger through Quinn's back fur as he thrusted upward and huffed as the inside of his cage kept him from getting fully hard, that small interior squeezing down on his shaft and making his heart ache with desire. The little gears and motors inside squeezing, vibrating, and teasing his sensitive bits. The reservoir of lube keeping it slick. He squeezed onto the other dog's shoulder blades, digging his claws in deep, before he wrapped his legs around the husky's waist.

Quinn groaned out... he hadn't been this hard in a long time, he hadn't felt his balls tugging this tightly against the ring of his cage since the last time his master had brought him to a screaming orgasm with a magic wand after hours of thrashing against his bonds. He whimpered as the ring of the cage pitched his freshly shaved skin, but there was something so good about the feeling of his pent up balls against this other boy's. He broke their kiss to bury his head into the red cushion beside the dalmatians head. He shifted his weight so that he was on his knees while the other slender dog gripped tightly to his waist. He whined into that soft red fabric as he humped forward, his heavy pink balls swinging between his thighs and smacking into the plump plums of the other pup. The two of them shuddered, and then he did it again and again. Their metals sheaths grinding against one another as their balls tapped into each other again and again.

The two of them shuddered, the slapping stung a bit, but it also felt so right. It felt so good to Quinn to feel his balls bouncing against someone else's flesh like they used to in another life. He missed that swinging feeling of them tapping against something as he bred it. He used to get tired much quicker than this, but after spending months of getting plowed by his Master's dick and giving enthusiastic blow jobs it just felt like a warm up. A deep needy growl escaped his lips, he wanted to cum so bad, but he knew the cage around his dick wouldn't let him. He wanted to just spew his seed across that white and black spotted belly.

Out of desperation, or maybe frustration, Sam bared his fangs and wrapped his muzzle around the spotted dog's shoulder. Sam moaned as he felt those teeth squeeze into his shoulder- he wasn't worried about them piercing his skin, he could already tell they'd been dulled. But that pressure just felt so good. He raked his claws through the fur on the dalmatian's sides, and a soft howl escaped his lips as his cock pulsed with desire against his flat stomach and inside of his solid cage.

"Breed me, oh god puppy, breed me..." the dalmatian panted. "Slip that dog dick between my folds like the horny girl I am..." Sam moaned without thinking.

Quinn didn't respond with words, that animal part of him that his owner had nurtured within him took over and instead he just barked happily. He righted himself, and looked down at the cute needy bitch below him as those green playfully eyes looked up at him. He flipped that dalmatian over and helped him to his paws and knees. The husky reached behind the dog and slid a finger between those cute white and black spotted cheeks. His fingers bumped against the base of a rather large butt plug, and he grabbed it and started to slowly tease it out of the slutty dog below him. He pulled it out a bit, before pressing it back in, and then pulling it out a bit more. He made sure that the dog below him was whimpering with desire, before he finally popped it free. His nose twitched as the smell of horse cum filled the room, and he realized why the plug was still inside of the dog. He looked at that gaping pink hole, and he slid a finger inside of it. It was so warm. So inviting. He shuddered and he leaned over the other dog's back, whimpering as he lined up his hips and thrusted forward between those wonderful spotted cheeks.

The hole in the tip of his cage let him feel the warmth of that other boy's hole just out of reach. It was so close, right within his grasp but he couldn't take it. He whimpered in frustration, and he started to hump between those muscular plump cheeks, hot dogging his caged cock between them as his 3 inch metal sheath teased the horse cum filled hole of the other pup beneath him. The husky could feel that wonderful heat, it was so close, but so far away. He growled with frustration, if that cage wasn't there, he could just bury his bone in deep and cum again and again into that sweet teasing hole. He reached down between the dalmatian's legs and grabbed onto that cage that was just like his. He started to stroke it against the trapped cock inside, making the other boy's balls bounce as his pink shaved pink husky balls swung between his thighs.

That's when it happened. He felt just the tip of his cage pop into that boy's gaping slick hole. Both of them yipped in surprise. Quinn couldn't get much in, maybe just an inch, but it was more than he ever thought he'd be able to. That animal side of him took over again, and he started to hump forward like a wild dog, his ass rising and falling, his tail wagging like mad, his cheeks spreading to show off the jeweled pommel that kept his master's cum inside of him as his metal sheath was wrapped in the dalmatian's warmth. He squeezed onto the metal sheath between Sam's legs as hard as he could, he knew it wouldn't give, so he wouldn't have to worry.

His muzzle had a bit of froth at the edges, and he barked with desire. He bared his fangs again as he bit down on Sam's shoulder.

They both howled out in pleasure, before a look of fear sprung across of their faces as they realized how badly they'd both just fucked up.

Each of them had gotten too close to the edge, they'd missed the warning jolts from their cages, and now it was too late. Their orgasms were too close. They both felt an electric shock surge through their pricks. Both of them yelping loudly, before tensing up and collapsing in pain. The two of them panted, laying next to each other on the soft red bench. Sweat gleamed on their fur, pain showed on their faces, and they both felt exhausted. Their cocks still twitched inside of their cages with the shared orgasm that had been snatched form them both as their balls still ached with need. They squeezed onto one another, and their muzzles met in a sloppy kiss as their caged cocks rubbed together.

"See," said the Clydesdale who was stroking the dick of the bear next to him and looking at the two exhausted pups lying on the bench, "I told you they'd get along just fine. My girl loves every kind of dick, even dog dick. I think she's going to enjoy having a puppy to play with."

"Well," the bear said as he squeezed the horse's cock, "that does put my mind at ease... I don't think I've seen my puppy that excited since I let him make a mess on his birthday. They are cute together, but I think it's time we remind them just who has the real cocks that they need to play with."

"Mmm, I could not agree more. How about we switch?" The horse asked.

"My pup has never taken anything as big as you... but after that little display, I think he needs a bit of punishment. A foot of horse cock would do just that," the bear grinned, "Besides, if I'm going to be moving in with you, he should get use to his new Daddy's dick."

"That's the spirit sweety," the stallion said gleefully as the pair of them walked forward, each grabbing the other's toy by the ankles. The two dogs were too tired to protest as they were flipped onto their backs, their caged cocks twitching against their flat bellies, still wet and slimy from their pre and play. The two of them looked each other in the eyes, and then met in a kiss as each other's owner slid into them. The two of them moaning into each other's muzzle as thick loads of a real cum were buried in them while their own cum stayed trapped safely in their balls.