FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Written by: Teiran Story by: Teiran and Blackfire Editing assistance by: saintajax33

Note from the author Teiran:

Damn this one got dark.

If you folks are enjoying the chapters I've been doing for the series please comment and give me feedback! BlackFire has been a huge help plotting these out and brainstorming but comments are always encouraging.

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The planning meeting with his building team was lasting a lot longer than Daon had hoped it would. There were too many different developers involved in the east-end project, too many details to be worked out, and by the three hour mark the authoritative bear was beginning to lose focus. He tried to focus on mediating the disputes between his managers and the other builders, but his mind kept wandering. He couldn't help it. None of it seemed as important as it once had. The bear wanted to know what Missy was doing. Doan checked his phone clandestinely as much as he could, but she wasn't in her room or in the main rooms downstairs. After flipping through a couple of the most likely camera feeds without finding her, the brown bear just texted Bishop to ask where she was.

The tiger's reply, that Missy was sitting right beside him in the security room, made Daon frown slightly. 'What is she doing there?' the bear sent back, and raised his eyebrows when Bishop replied with a picture message.

It was a picture that made his pants tight. Surrounded by darkness, Missy was crouched on the floor doing a slow leg stretch. She was on her paws and knees, one stockinged leg raised delicately up in the air in what Daon guessed was a yoga pose. The wolf's frilly purple dress had fallen down to expose the light lavender panties she wore, which bulged in a most tantalizing way...

It was the most arousing picture Daddy had ever seen of his girl, and he saved it right away. He would have to have her stretch like that for him when he got home, and then he could-

One of his managers coughed to get his attention. Daon blinked, put his phone away, and went back to paying attention to the meeting. He couldn't wait to get home and see his Missy now.

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Missy actually wished that Daddy was coming home right then, because then he wouldn't have to follow Bishop back to his room. The tiger pulled Missy by the balls the whole way to his room, his tail lashing with excited energy. Missy had to practically cling to the taller man's arm to keep the tiger's claws from digging into his nuts, and he ended up tottering along in his girly shoes as they walked swiftly towards the back of the house again.

When the tiger opened his door, Edwin was a little surprised to discover that Bishop's room was actually a suite that was quite a bit smaller than Missy's own room was. But maybe it shouldn't have been a surprise. After all, Daddy had a lot of money to buy him. Why would the bear keep his Missy in anything but his own twisted idea of luxury?

Not that Bishop's room was tiny, it was just crowded. The front room had a desk, computer, a large gun safe, and many bookcases with various possessions arranged on them. Through the only other door Edwin could see a bed, probably queen sized that took up almost the whole bedroom. The only other furniture in there was a large dresser with a gigantic wide screen TV that stretched the length of the bedroom on top.

The whole place smelled deeply, and exclusively, of the tiger. Nobody else had been in here except possibly to clean in some time.

Bishop closed the door to the hallway behind them, and a chill ran down Edwin's spine. There were no cameras in this room. Even if Daddy had been home, no one knew where he was.The tiger's paws touched his back above the line of the purple dress he wore, and Edwin could feel the tiger's claws as little pinpricks on his skin. "Why don't we watch a movie together," The tiger said with an almost affectionate air, and Edwin felt his skin crawl under his gray fur. "I've got one I know you'll like."

The tiger was still acting all calm, but his tail whipped back and forth faster like it was trying to find Edwin again. The tiger kicked off his shoes and loosened his tie as he escorted the wolf into his tiny bedroom. As he'd suspected, Edwin caught sight of a door to the bathroom at the head of the bed, on the wall opposite from the big screen. The television was positioned perfectly so that you could watch it from the bed.

Bishop came round and stood in front of the wolf, unbuttoning his dress shirt. "You should get more comfortable. Take that pretty dress off."

Edwin's ears folded flat as he pulled the straps of his dress off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Underneath, the lavender bra and panties stood out against his grey and white fur.

"Very pretty, very pretty," the tiger purred as he ran a finger along the edge of the padded bra. "Daddy has such good taste. Doesn't he Missy?"

"Yes... I love the pretty clothes my Daddy gave me." Missy said, voice containing only a trace of the resentment and disgust he felt at playing along with the charade of him being female. The tiger made the turnaround motion with his finger, smirking as the wolf blushed and shuffled in a small circle.

Bishop reached out and undid the clasp of the bra without difficulty. Then, his big paws brushed over the youth's now bare back, and Edwin took the bra off completely, not wanting it on him any more than he had to. "Very nice, very nice," The tiger huffed, his big paws groping Edwin's back slowly, descending to the wolf's ass. "I knew your ass looked good, but damn girl. This is fine," the tiger squeezed, making the wolf stand on tip toes as one hand slid up the back of his panties. "I see you took the butt plug out. That's a shame." The tiger's claw slowly fingered the wolf's ass. "Well, I'd fill you up good, stretch that tight ass of yours out some before Daddy does it permanently, but I can't fuck you without his permission."

Edwin glanced over his shoulder. Was that right? The servants couldn't just fuck him? If so, why was Bishop smiling like that? The tiger's grin made Edwin's chest tight. 'Why is he so happy if he can't fuck me?' the wolf thought, fear creeping down the wolf's spine. The young wolf's breathing got faster as his panties were pulled down, freeing his half hard cock. Even though he was scared of the man behind him, those big strong hands touching his body made part of Edwin stand up and beg for more. Twisting his head back to see, Edwin watched as the tiger opened a one of the dresser drawers. From inside, he brought out a finely crafted dildo that had obviously been modeled after Bishop's own dick, though it wasn't as large as the real thing.

"We can't have you empty back there, even though I do like my sissy boys tight. Bend over the bed, slut." The tiger whispered softly. Edwin whimpered and put his hands on the side of Bishop's neatly made bed. He closed his eyes, shivering as the dildo was lubed up and slowly inserted into his ass. It felt big, but after Daddy's monster pride, even a good seven inches of fake tiger cock wasn't all that big of a deal. The barbs though... the little bumping grinding barbs, they felt weird. He'd never had a feline with inside him before Bishop had fucked his muzzle, and they felt even more intense under his tail. So intense that the wolf's ass didn't know what to do about them, and was squeezing frantically down on the hard dildo, making the thing move inside him. Edwin shivered, his body tingling as his ass flexed around the barbed shaft, and then he felt the heavy thud of the tiger's cock against his left butt cheek. That's when the wolf realized why the tiger had made the dildo smaller. So that when Bishop did use his own dick, the person he fucked would still be tight.

Bishop's paws caressed his ass, and then the tiger guided Edwin back into the standing position. "Put your arms above your head." Edwin did so without thinking as he tried to adjust to the new sensation of the barbed dildo, and that's why the handcuffs came as a surprise. They were heavily padded with leather, but snapped around his wrists tightly. With his arms cross over his head and restrained, the wolf had no way to keep his balance, and Bishop flung him down onto the bed easily, hooking the chain of the handcuffs to a D-ring on the headboard.

Missy scrambled onto the bed, whimpering, but couldn't do anything. The ring was high up on the wall, and when he tried to get his legs underneath him to stand up or support his weight, Bishop grabbed his feet and pulled them towards the bottom of the bed. Ropes came out from under the bed, and more padded cuffs pulled his legs out in front of him almost painfully.

Edwin ended up hanging by his arms like a hammock, naked except for the lavender stockings on his legs, which he had to spread wide for balance as he faced the television. The wolf's panicked heart beat had time to settle down when Bishop stepped out of sight and did something in the outer room. He fiddled with the computer in the other room, and made a call on his phone. Edwin tried to make out what he was saying on the phone, but the tiger whispered too quietly for the trussed up young wolf to hear. When Bishop came back in he turned on the TV and to Edwin's dismay, a video camera on a tripod that had gone unnoticed beside the big screen.

The wolf's heart began to pound in his slim chest. He'd seen that camera before. Bishop must have 'inherited' it after Tom no longer needed possessions. Something bad was going to happen, just like it had last time.

"Wh, what are you doing?" Edwin managed to say, overcoming his fear and the trained silence he'd been conditioned to for weeks on end. On the television screen, there was the large desktop of a computer, filled by a media player.

"I told you sissy. We're going to watch a movie." The tiger lay down on the bed beside Edwin, who did his best to scoot away from the still fully clothed man who was now holding a remote control. "I'm sure you'll like it Missy, it's practically about you." the tiger purred into Edwin's ear, his long tail thumping against the bedspread.

Bishop hit play, and the movie started. "See?"

At first Edwin thought they must be watching a feed from the camera, because the big television screen filled with the sight of a pair of furry white balls that looked a lot like his own. As the view zoomed out however, he saw a chastity cage and bare legs that told him that this was a recording of someone else. The big balls were firm and heavy, and hung down quite a ways down from the caged cock of a young canine. The shot zoomed out enough for Edwin to get a better look at the other young man, another grey wolf. He wore only a slave collar and the chastity device, and he's been tied to a bed just like the one Edwin was in. His legs were spread eagle by ropes around his ankles, and he hung from the headboard by a pair of handcuffs that looked just like the ones Bishop had used.

Edwin's ears folded back as he looked into the frightened eyes of another young wolf, another slave like himself, in the exact position Bishop had just staged him in. The other wolf even had the same gray and white fur pattern as Edwin did, white underbelly and gray fur gleaming for the camera.

"So boy," a deep voice that was probably the cameraman said, "Tell me your name."

"I... I'm called Squirt, sir." The wolf stammered, fear making his voice high pitched. Like Edwin, Squirt didn't think anything good was about to happen to him.

"And is this your master, Squirt?" the unseen camera man asked.

"Yes," the wolf said, and looked to his left, " Master Argo." The camera pulled back farther, and in bed beside the wolf was a big palomino horse, dressed in a fancy black suit open to the waist, just like the one Bishop wore. The horse looked somewhat like Daddy, an obviously rich man who was used to getting his way. He had the self satisfied look of one of the Organization's masters touching his property. The tiger reached a hand out and rubbed Edwin's leg, copying the horse on screen.

"Do you love your master?" the cameraman asked, and the wolf nodded automatically as the horse leaned over and began nibbling on his ear. Edwin nearly yelped when Bishop mimicked the motion, nibbling slowly on his neck.

"What kinds of things does he do with you, Squirt?"

"He... he..." the wolf stammered as the horse's hand began to rub his chest. "He takes me on walks and has me serve him at table." Bishop's paw did the same thing, tweaking Edwin's sensitive nipples.

"And do you serve your master with your body, Squirt?"

"Y...yes sir!" the wolf whimpered as the horse unzipped his pants.

On screen the horse began getting fully undressed, tie and shirt coming off, and Bishop did the same, revealing more of his muscled physique then Edwin had seen before. Edwin turned away from the movie to look at the tiger's naked body, admiring the tiger's rugged, muscled body, and Bishop preened under the attention. The tiger really did work out a lot.

"Do you suck your master off like a good sissy when you're at table?"

Squirt answered swiftly. "Yes, my place is between Master Argos's legs. If I do well, Master- ah- feeds me scraps from his plate." The young wolf on screen gasped out, shuddering as the horse bit his shoulder. Bishop did the same, though the tiger's sharp teeth obviously felt different from the horse's big flat ones. Soon, both dominates had their hands rubbing and stroking at their respective wolves, fingers tweaking nipples slowly.

'He's even my age, he can't be more than twenty,' Edwin thought, cringing at the look on the other boy's face as his master's dick swelled. Squirt was terrified.

"How old are you Squirt?" the voice asked slowly.

"I'm, I'm twenty one," the wolf yelped as his nipples were twisted.

"And do you like Master Argos?"

"Yes! I love master!" The wolf howled, as the horse's fingers squeezed and pinched Squirt's nipples until they stood out red and swollen, visible despite his thick white fur. Edwin felt like he was on the point of howling too as the tiger's claws squeezed his nipples hard. They were turning out to be unexpectedly sensitive.

"So you're his puppy then? His good little sissy boy?" the deep voice said again, and there was a hint of familiarity now that Edwin couldn't place. He didn't have time to think about it though because Bishop and the horse, were now fondling the cocks of their respective submissive wolves. Edwin's cock, unlike Squirt's caged penis, sprang immediately to life as the tiger's hand jerked him slowly. Edwin let out a long whimper, just like Squirt, who answered with a strangled, "Yessss, Sir."

"Does he keep you caged up often?"

"He keeps me locked up all the time." The wolf whimpered, and his voice was desperate and pleading now, his body squirming as the horse continued kissing and fondling him.

"How long have you been a good, chaste sissy boy, Squirt?"

"Since master bought me six months ago..." the wolf whimpered, his body shifting as the horse began moving his bulky frame slowly behind and underneath the younger wolf. It took some doing to get the horse's huge cock under the boy's leg because the horse was so stiff he wouldn't bend at all. Bishop didn't have the same difficulties, and Edwin wasn't tied down quite as tightly as the wolf on screen was.

"Have you cum since then, Squirt? Even once?" the deep voice asked, and now Edwin was sure he had heard it before somewhere.

"No sir," the wolf moaned, his nuts being rubbed hard now by the horse's huge hand.

The cameraman stayed silent for a while, focusing in on the way the horse's dick slapped against the wolf's hanging nuts. The horse used his species control over their cocks to actually smack his huge dick against the wolf's balls, making Squirt gasp and jerk in pain. "Master!" he cried out after the fifth hit, and the horse whickered in amusement as the boy tried to close his legs.

"Now, now, this is a special occasion, isn't it Squirt?" the horse spoke for the first time, a jovial amusement in his voice. "You wouldn't want me to take away your special day would you? You want to finally live up to your name, don't you?"

"Yes!" the wolf gasped, and stopped struggling. He actively spread his legs and lifted himself up, letting the horse have access to his tail hole. "Please Sir, I'll be good Sir!"

"Good," the horse said smoothly, applying a copious amount of lube to his dick. There was a slight adjusting of the horse's body so that his dick was lined up with the wolf's spread legs, ready to fuck him in the ass.

Bishop began to purr loudly, his own cock bumping and grinding against the dildo buried inside Edwin. Both wolves whimpered and moaned. The one on the television was squirming and making little yipping barking sounds as the horse's dick was inserted slowly. The bulbous head of the horse's cock made that first inch a real struggle for Squirt. Once the wolf's ass had surrendered to its master though, he began to smoothly ride the horse's dick, letting out only a soft gasp when the horse would thrust up to hilt himself inside his property.

Bishop made do with what he had it seemed. His dick, curving upward sharply, pressed up between Edwin's thighs, the tiger's length allowing him to make Edwin's legs into a reasonable substitute for the wolf's ass. Edwin shuddered, feeling the tiger's dick pushing at the back of his balls as he thrust. "Oh yah, squeeze your legs together," the tiger mumbled, far too engrossed in the film and his own pleasure to bother touching Edwin's cock again, but the wolf did as he was told in the hopes of feeling that strong hand on his cock again.

"So what makes today special?" The deep voice camera man asked. The man's amusement was clear in the tone of his voice, and Edwin opened his eyes wide as he recognized the voice. It was Dr. Stone! 'Of course,' Edwin thought bitterly as he recalled the rhino's leering grin from behind a camera. 'Stone loves making films like this. Of course he makes porn of his patients with their masters.'

"Tonight, Master lets me cum," Squirt panted out in reply, gasping as his body was fucked slowly.

"Is that true?" Dr. Stone's voice asked as if he didn't believe it, "This little sissy going to cum, Master Argos?"

"Perhaps, if he earns it," the horse said in a gluttonous voice. "If he lasts the whole shoot, and makes all the real men cum, then I'll be very pleased with him and let him cum properly for the first time. But it's going to take me several times to go soft, Squirt. I just took some Viagra the good doctor gave me, and I've invited all my friends over for little Squirt's special day." The horse said with a hint of malice in his voice. Edwin shivered, because he could see the wicked smile on Master Argos's face. The horse's face was twisted with sadistic glee, his broad flat teeth gleaming, and it sent shivers down Edwin's spine.

This was a man who was planning something awful, and Squirt, who was caught up in the act of riding the horse's dick, did not see it coming. The horse looked positively delighted as he unlocked the chastity cage, something Edwin thought he would never see from one of the Organization's masters.

The camera zoomed in for the unlocking, giving a real close up of the cage coming free, and the wolf's cock springing to life, balls bouncing as he rode the huge horse dick below him. Their positions were such that it was easy to see the palomino's thick cock plowing into the wolf's stretched ass, while the wolf's nuts bounced and shook just like his now freed cock did now.

Argos settled into a rhythm, fucking the wolf hard and deep, his dick throbbing with the effort. Bishop did the same thing, mimicking the horse's movements on screen. He teased a nipple when the horse did. He thrust when the horse did. He kissed his wolf when the horse did. It made Edwin's heart hammer in his chest as everything the horse did to Squirt was copied onto his own body.

The only thing Bishop did differently from the horse master on screen was to look at Edwin's face as he thrust his dick between the young wolf's legs. The tiger was taking great pleasure in the expressions Edwin made. Argos on the other hand had eyes only for the camera, his possessive, hungry stare focused right on the viewer as his dick plowed the young wolf's ass. The horse was rough, and that made Squirt's balls bounce. Dr. Stone's camera lingered on those bouncing orbs in between shots of the wolf's pained expression and his master's glee.

Silently another man, a lion, came on screen. He was only visible from the waist down as he presented his thick cock for Squirt to suck. Straining, the wolf leaned over and began to give the lion head. The other man grabbed the wolf's head and began to fuck just as roughly as Squirt's master was, and that went on for a while. Bishop's bedroom was filled with the sounds of a wolf sucking cock and choking, the lion fucking his face roughly, and the horse taking his ass like a pile driver. "Sorry, I don't have another cock for you to suck. I'm sure I can arrange something for you later though. This will have to make up for it." Bishop said sweetly, his voice a low rumbling purr as he grabbed the dildo inside Edwin and began to use it on the wolf hard, the barbs making the bound wolf moan even louder. He'd never been fucked by a feline before, and the sensation was amazing. It sent shivers up his spine and made his legs tremble, leaving him sagging against Bishop for support.

Edwin was forced to watch in fascinated lust as the horse, wolf, and lion on screen fucked and his own body was reamed by the tiger's cock via dildo. The big horse jerked and bucked underneath the wolf. The lion fucked Squirt's face like the wolf was a master cock sucker, and it appeared that he was too. He also had an amazing ass it seemed, because the horse didn't last all that long, and Squirt's master came with a whinnying yell. Dr. Stone focused the camera in on the way the horse's dick throbbed and jumped, while the lion roared out his own orgasm, while only Squirt's dick remained completely untouched. Edwin could actually see the horse's cum tube throbbing as the master flooded his slave's ass with jizz.

With that Bishop pushed the dildo firmly up Edwin's ass, using the bulge at the base to lock it in place, and began humping between the wolf's slender legs again. The tiger's paws traced and rubbed the younger wolf's body, and Edwin felt completely disgusted by how turned on he was by it. Bishop's powerful body squirmed and shifted underneath his own, those taut muscles rubbing against Edwin's body. He could feel Bishop's muscled chest pressed against his back, and feel the tiger's abs rubbing against his ass as those strong legs drove a long cock through the wolf's legs, the tip of which poked at the back of his balls.

On screen, the lion roared out an orgasm, jerking his load across Squirt's chest as the wolf tongued his balls. The fact that both men had just cum didn't stop the fucking, it just indicated it was time for a new penis for the wolf's mouth. The lion was replaced by a canine of some sort with grey and white fur like the young wolf sucking his dick, but fluffier. Without being able to see the man's upper body, Edwin was only guessing that it was a husky because of his curly tail and soft looking fur. The canine took his turn on the wolf's mouth with just as much disregard for Squirt's enjoyment as the lion had. Squirt was soon gasping and moaning around the second dick in his mouth as his horse master remained inside his freshly seeded slave's ass. The horse was fucking again by the time the third man came to fuck Squirt's face, and by now the wolf was sobbing from the face fucking, cum dripping down his muzzle and chest as each man gave him a pearl necklace at the end of their blowjob.

For Edwin and Bishop meanwhile, no one was cumming. The tiger was taking his sweet time, alternating between grabbing hold of and stroking Edwin's dick until the wolf looked like he was getting close, and gratifying his own cock. The hunky tiger let the smooth soft fur of the wolf's inner thighs provide the friction his barbed dick needed, and he worked himself up to the edge of climax three times in between tormenting Edwin with pleasure.

What the tiger did to Edwin as Squirt serviced man after man was pure torture. With his hands bound above his head, the wolf was unable to jerk himself off as he ground back against the tiger's body and was reamed by the custom tiger dildo. The wolf tensed, his balls drawing up as Bishop's paw pushed him closer and closer, and the wolf's legs squirmed as he got close and then... Bishop's paw would leave his dick, leaving the wolf howling in despair at being denied release.

The tiger's claws would then trace across the wolf's balls and inner thighs. Painful little pinpricks and scratches that never broke the skin, but that made Edwin's pleasure decrease as fear of the burly tiger made him jump and twitch. The tiger kept that up until Edwin's dick could be safely touched again, and then it was touched and stroked until he was leaking and bucking, ready to explode. Then it was back to the slow, teasing claws on skin as Edwin thrashed in his bindings and against the tiger's body. He even began grinding against the tiger's lap, trying to shift the dildo inside him enough to get off.

On screen, a third, fourth, and fifth man were serviced orally by Squirt, and his horse master squealed out climaxes inside the teased and tortured wolf slave while the third, and fifth men's penises were services. Edwin, head spinning and balls aching terribly, glanced at the time played on the video and was shocked to see that they weren't even half way through the film.

Bishop meanwhile was purring and sounded like he was having the time of his life. "Aaaah, that's it you sissy slut. Like this don't you? You like being teased and denied. Bet you wish you were Squirt right now, having all those men jizz on you." Bishop purred as his dick slide between Missy's closed legs. The tiger was humping now as if his dick was sliding into her backside, and the motion pushed and bumped at the replica of his cock that was actually inside Missy's ass. "Now watch this, I think you'll like this next actor."

Edwin whimpered, body shaking as he was forced to ride the tiger's dick, even if he wasn't actually being fucked. On the screen, the young wolf slave was panting as dicks four and five jerked off across his chest simultaneously. His ass was being used rapidly and deeply by his horse owner, and cum was now leaking from the other wolf's hole.

Like Edwin, Squirt was still spread eagle across the lap of a dominant male that using him for their own pleasure. Bishop was grinding his cock between Edwin's clenched legs, a makeshift hole to fuck while his dildo made the wolf's insides ache to be fucked like Squirt was, the horse's dick driving up deep into the crying young man with body shaking force. Squirt was howling for it to stop, for his master to slow down, but it was hard to make out what the other young wolf was saying because his mouth was too full of dick. When the fifth man he was blowing finished, Squirt was barely given time to say, "Master please, stop, I don't want to cu-" before the young wolf's head was turned roughly to the other side and his mouth filled again, this time by the large grey dick of Doctor Stone.

The rough grey skin and powerful legs where all you could see of the rhino at first, but it was definitely Doctor Stone's dick, framed the crying wolf's face as it was fucked. "Looks familiar, doesn't he," Bishop said with smug satisfaction, not realizing that Edwin knew exactly who it was in the porno.

It looked like another camera man had taken over filming duties, possibly one of the men Squirt had serviced, because the video zoomed out as the big frame of Doctor Stone came fully into view. Edwin wasn't very happy to have his suspicious proven right. The rhino doctor was wearing a white lab coat and a black leather mask to conceal his face, but Edwin had seen the doctor in his full glory. He'd spent three hours being forced to worship that rhino, and he would know the chiseled, muscle bound body of Dr. Stone anywhere.

The rhino proceeded to face fuck the young wolf. There were no other words for it, the rhino just put his dick in, and fucked the sissy boy's face like it was a pussy. He was rough, and his thrusts were matched by the horse from below, making the wolf between them howl and shake, struggling feebly in his bonds.

In the middle of it, when both real men looked close to cumming, the horse's hand closed around his slave's dick. He began jerking the wolf off as quickly as Dr. Stone was fucking his face. Edwin gasped, because Bishop did the same thing. The tiger's hand closed firmly around the wolf's cock and jerked him expertly, stroking Edwin right to the edge. For a brief moment Edwin thought he might actually be allowed to cum, just like the wolf on screen, and then... Bishop took his paw away, again.

Edwin groaned and shouted, "Nooo... no, no!" but he knew it was pointless. The tiger was just teasing him, edging him endlessly as he had been all day long. Bishop wasn't going to make the wolf cum. Not on tape. That would be even worse than what Bitch had done.

So instead, Edwin had to watch as the wolf on screen was jerked screaming over the edge. The other wolf's huge load of cum joined the semen of the five men already coating his fur, but his was by far the biggest load of the day. Squirt's body contorted, tensed up all over, and his hips jerked as spurt after spurt of cum erupted out of the wolf's dick and splashed across his body. Edwin could see the look of sheer bliss on his face, as the wolf had his first orgasm in six months. Squirt's face was rapturous as his cum gushed out all over his belly and chest. Behind him, Master Argos had that same twisted look of joy on his long face as the horse watched the wolf cum.

The camera lingered lovingly on the slave's cum shot, the movie even replaying it in slow motion, capturing every thick rope of the wolf's jizz and every bounce of those overfull balls as they were finally emptied. The horse whinnied and laughed as he jerked the wolf off, while Dr. Stone bellowed in orgasm as well. The camera lingered on the wolf's balls as they bounced, cum jetting through the air.

And then it was over, the cameraman moving up to the wolf's face as his Master kissed the back of his neck, basically the only part of Squirt's head and chest not covered in jizz. "Oh yes, yes my little Squirt." Argos said fawningly, praising the wolf. "That was just the most perfect orgasm ever. You lived up to your name perfectly." The horse nickered and stroked the wolf's body, rubbing the cum into his fur as Dr. Stone's penis was removed from his mouth. "Show everyone," Argos whispered, and Squirt turned to look at the camera, dazed by the sheer power of his orgasm. He opened his muzzle, revealing that he had a mouth full of the rhino's cum, which he obediently showed to the camera, which lingered on the cum in his mouth and on his chest.

At first Edwin thought the video was going to end there. that seemed like the place to end it. Everyone had cum, even the slave, but it went on playing. In fact, it had something like twenty minutes left. The video lingered on the wolf's dazed face, until Squirt's master put a bit in the wolf's mouth, securing a bridle around the wolf's head and attaching the 'reins' to the headboard. The bit was big enough to stop Squirt from talking easily, but not so big that the wolf couldn't close his mouth. Squirt swallowed the cum in his mouth as he worked his jaw to adjust to the bridle so it sat comfortably along his back teeth. He'd evidently wore one of these before because he made no protests. Master Argos's face pressed against the wolf's as he hugged his obedient slave, but Squirt's eyes continued staring blankly into the camera, right at Edwin's face as Bishop nuzzled his cheek. The background noise of the video died away, and there was only the horse's voice.

"Yes my pet, that was a perfect orgasm. I expected nothing else when I named you "Squirt"." The horse whickered, and the wolf seemed pleased to have made his master happy. "But now, we have a problem. Two really. Your name is, after all, Squirt. Just Squirt. Singular." Master Argos whispered sweetly in the wolf's ear, but to Edwin it sounded like a trap snapping shut. "And since I'm a good Master, and you've been such a good boy for me Squirt, I'm going to make sure you live up to your name. You know what to do now, Doctor," the horse said, and then he just leaned back, grabbed the reins to Squirt's bridle, and resumed fucking his slave's ass.

Squirt's face twisted in confusion, until the rhino reached down and pulled roughly at the wolf's balls, making him yelp in pain. The rhino pull out an electric shaver out of his coat pocket, and while the horse was still pounding away with his dick, began shaving the wolf's orbs clean of fur.

Panic grabbed Edwin's chest like a giant fist, and he screamed a little as he realized what was happening at the same moment Squirt did. On screen, the masked rhino took out a black marker, and slowly drew a dotted line across the wolf's balls. Edwin tried to look away from the other wolf's shocked, terrified expression, but the muscular tiger's head pressed against the side of his muzzle, forcing Edwin to keep looking forward. "Don't look away now. This is the best part," the tiger said with a deep purr, his own strong hand cupping Edwin's sack. The young man struggled and began begging through his bit gag as the Doctor drew the incision marks.

Edwin gasped as the tiger's claws made the same motion across his own sack, and he tensed, shaking with fear. 'Oh god oh god, it's going to finally happen,' the wolf thought, whimpering like mad. "You can't! Daddy didn't give you permission!" Edwin whined, twisting as the tiger's dick thrust up between his legs and banged against his balls. "Someone, help me! Please help me! Daddy!" Edwin shouted at the top of his lungs.

Bishop grabbed the wolf's muzzle and without warning, forced a ball gag into it to cut of his protests. The wolf screamed anyway, but the sound came out only as a muffled sob of pure fear as the tiger's grip on his head forced Edwin to keep watching as the rhino pulled on medical gloves, and carefully washed the big balls of the wolf on screen.

Squirt was also in a complete panic now, thrashing about as best he could in the restraints. "No! No, no, no, Master Argos no, please! Please no!" Squirt screamed past his bit gag. The young man howled and twisted his body, but his limbs had been bound firmly to the bed, and his horse master had a very firm grip on his torso. There was little the wolf could do by struggling except make his balls bounce in the rhino's hand as they were gripped firmly. A scalpel appeared in the rhino's hand, filling the frame.

Underneath the wolf, the horse whickered and moaned at the sight, and the cameraman focused in on Master's Argos's cock as he began to cum inside the young wolf again. The horse's dick pulsed visibly, the wolf's shaved balls bouncing as he was seeded for a fourth time. There was a groan from behind Edwin as well, as the big cat underneath tensed, nearing orgasm too.

Dr. Stone's bulk blocked the shot for a moment as he shifted position, the rhino's big hand gripping the wolf's balls tightly, holding the wolf's penis up out of the way as the scalpel came into view again, the black incision marks standing out on pink flesh. "No!" both wolves howled together.

Edwin closed his eyes as tightly as he could and flattened his ears, trying to block out the sound. Then he twisted his body away from the tiger and the television in one sudden, violent jerk, willing himself not to see or hear what happened next. He was trying to throw himself off the bed and the tiger, desperate to break free of the cuffs on his wrists and ankles. Anything, even hurting himself, was worth it to get away.

"Stop that! Open your eyes!" Bishop snarled in anger, grabbing at the wolf and forcing Edwin to lie back down on top of him. Edwin couldn't see anything, but he felt it as the tiger underneath him bucked his hips, trying to regain his rhythm. Bishop's body flexed as the security guard tried to thrust his dick between Edwin's legs again, but the wolf's legs were now spread wide and thrashing. Edwin was twisting and kicking as he tried to get away from Bishop, to pull free of his bonds, and the tiger couldn't get the friction on his dick that he needed between the wolf's legs anymore. "Fine!" The tiger snapped, and roughly pushing Edwin up, he slid out from under the slave wolf's body.

Edwin's heart hammered in his chest as he sagged back onto the bed, blindly facing the TV. He didn't dare open his eyes to see where Bishop had gone, because then he would have to see what was being done to Squirt. The movie kept going anyway though, and Edwin cried as he was forced to listen to the wolf on screen desperately pleading. Squirt begged and begged his master not to do this, that he'd been a good boy, that he wouldn't cum again, but the horse only laughed and said "I know." Then there was just the wracking, brutal sobs of a young man in a lot of pain.

Edwin desperately didn't want to listen to this. He did not was to hear the sound of Doctor Stone's voice mingling with the wolf's crying as the rhino talked about how well the procedure was going. He did not want to hear Squirt, another young man enslaved against his will, as he cried out in abject fear and pain. Edwin hunched his head, covering his ears with his upraised arms, and tried to block out everything that was happening in that horrible video. Bishop had other ideas of course.

Unseen by Edwin, the tiger had moved between his legs, and now he grabbed Edwin's hips and pulled him down the bed a few inches. The change in position pulled at Edwin arms painfully, forced him to spread his legs wide and push down on the bed with them, raising his body up to stop the pain, which gave Bishop easy access to his ass. The tiger grabbed the end of the dildo and beginning to fuck him with it. Edwin howled, his body shaking as tingling pain and pleasure raced up his body as Bishop's dick ravaged his ass by proxy.

Then, dildo still hammering at his ass, the big cat took Edwin's balls into his mouth in one swift movement. Edwin's body jerked in surprise, fresh fear flooding his body like ice water, but he was held fast by the leg and arm restraints, and he could not pull his balls away from the tiger's jaws. The wolf's cock was no longer hard now, so the dildo thrusting inside him made his dick flap against the tiger's face as Bishop's tongue rolled across the wolf's balls, which felt like a wet ribbon of sandpaper being rubbed across his nuts. The wolf's dick slapping him in the face must have annoyed the tiger, because he began to slowly bite down. Edwin gasped, and just like Squirt had, began begging the tiger to stop. The words were unintelligible because of the ball gag, but he shouted them anyways. Edwin could feel the tiger's teeth around his scrotum, sharp and pointed, and the wolf screamed like he was dying. The ball gag in his muzzle was the only thing keeping the sounds from echoing throughout the manor house. Hyperventilating, Edwin was certain that this was the moment he would be emasculated as Bishop's teeth dug into his sack and the dildo wrecked his ass. The youth's face contorted with fear and humiliation as he begged and begged not to end up like Squirt.

That went on for a while, the dildo hammering his ass, while the tiger's mouth surrounded his sack in a warm wetness that was full of needles poised to close and tear his balls off. On screen, another young wolf wept about what was being done to his own orbs. But like each of Edwin's orgasms today, the climax didn't come. The tiger's mouth only jerked back and forth slightly as the video continued to play. Edwin was half tempted to open his eyes, to figure out what the hell the tiger was doing, but he couldn't stand the thought of opening his eyes while the video was still playing. He didn't want to see what was happening to Squirt as the wolf on screen continued to cry and cry.

It was only when he felt the tiger's arm rubbing furious against his leg that Edwin realized what Bishop was doing. The tiger was jerking off as he rolled the struggling wolf's balls across his tongue. He probably had his ass in the air as he rubbed one out, toying with biting off the wolf's balls as he did. The security guard let out a muffled yowl as he came, and warm cum splashed over Edwin's foot.

Edwin's sack was released. There was a moment of silence, filled only by the tiger's panting breath on Edwin's still intact balls and quiet sobbing from the video.

"Open your eyes, Missy." The tiger commanded as he got up panting, moving off the bed so he wasn't blocking the view. "Take a damn good look at your future self, you slut." The tiger said, gripping the young wolf's dangling balls, claws digging into the tender flesh, tracing the same incision lines Dr. Stone had drawn on Squirt. "That's going to be you oh-so-very soon. Probably the next time you use that little excuse for a dick to squirt even. I only hope that I get be the one to make the video with you." The tiger's grip tightened, "Now open your eyes."

Edwin did so, his whole body shaking from the backwash of terror as he watched the end of the movie. The last scene was a long close up of Squirt's face as the other wolf sat at the head of the bed, freed from his bonds and curled up in a ball, crying continually. He had his legs pulled up to his chest, his arms crossed over his knees, and tail curled up too so that the camera couldn't see what had been done to him. But he wasn't being left alone, oh no.

Master Argos stood over Squirt proudly, the horse's big dick draped over the wolf's muzzle as he jerked off one final time. The horse blew his load with a whinnying neigh, right into his slave's crying face. Covered in fresh spunk, his eyes shut tight, the young wolf sobbed and sobbed as his master petted his ears. The camera focused in as the horse hung a new tag on the slave's collar. It read, Squirt, Master's Gelding.

Bishop flicked the tag on Missy's collar like it was a bell.

Missy burst into tears at that, sobbing around the ball gag as she considered her position. Her body was trapped, balls held tight in the tiger's paw, and there was no way out. The wolf cried and cried just like Squirt while Bishop laughed at her, a deep full throated belly laugh, as the porno started over again. Missy starred as the other young wolf's groin appeared again, tied to the freshly made bed, his legs spread out, cock in its chastity cage while his balls hung free and whole. The big gray orbs were once again the focus of the opening shot, and Dr. Stone's camera lingered on them almost lovingly. It made Edwin so sick he nearly threw up as Bishop walked out of the room and turned the video off.

The tiger came back smirking to untie the wolf, his tail swishing languidly as the tiger returned to his cool, unruffled business like demeanor. Edwin on the other hand was a complete wreck, his nerve broken and body shaking. "It would have been better if you'd kept your eyes open the whole time, Missy." The tiger said as he grabbed her chin. "I wouldn't have had to play with your balls like that if you had. I might have let you cum, like Squirt got too. Remember that next time a real man gives you an order." The tiger laughed as he pulled the dildo out, the sliding barbs turning one of Missy's sobs into an involuntary moan.

When he uncuffed Edwin's arms, the wolf slumped to the bed and curled up in a tight ball, trying to hide as much of his body as he could from the tiger. Bishop laughed again, and walked away. Edwin pulled the gag from his muzzle when he heard the shower turn on, and was about to get up and run when he heard footsteps.

He ducked back into the fetal position as the tiger came back into the bedroom, picked up Edwin's dress, and threw it over him. "Take your clothes and go wash yourself in your own room. I wouldn't get them dirty, Daddy will be home soon, and you had better be waiting on your bench by the door like a perfect little girl, understand? No pouting, no crying, and no telling tales, or he'll get really angry with you." Edwin, eyes on the floor, didn't see the tiger smile, but he did see how his tail flicked excitedly back and forth. "And I'll enjoy punishing you, Missy."

Edwin grabbed the lavender lace panties off the floor, and bolted from the room, still sobbing.

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Bishop was still in the shower when his phone began to ring. Leaning out of the shower he fumbled his Bluetooth headset out of his pants, popped it into his ear, and answered curtly, "Bishop."

"Well done, Mr. Bishop." The deep voice of Master Mason was filled with satisfaction, "I don't think I've seen a performance like that one in... well an appallingly long time. My slaves are so jaded now. They think they're all grown up. Well done Bishop."

"I'm glad you enjoyed that, Sir." The tiger replied smoothly, lathering up his chest. The tiger let his claws run over hard pectorals, enjoying the warm water on his back. Most felines hated getting wet, but Bishop like all tigers he knew, loved a hot shower.

"Oh yes, Missy put on quite a show once the movie got to the good part. The looks on her face..." the boar trailed off, voice low and full of pleasure. Bishop smirked. The perverted boar was probably jerking it again right now, assuming he didn't have one of his slaves servicing him. Bishop caught the telltale sound of someone moaning over the running water that made the tiger think that's just what was happening on the other end of the phone. Mason was probably sitting in his big leather arm chair as one of those slinky panther faggots road his thick cock. Mason liked to leave them unable to walk.

"I'm glad our arrangement is working out. Your ideas rarely coincide with my appetites so well," Bishop said with an amused smirk. The boar chuckled softly, and Bishop washed his arms. He'd have to hit the gym later, he'd missed his normal workout time because of the wolf. That would give him a good chance to watch the tape he'd just sent Mason. Maybe next time he'd force Missy to worship his muscles and sweaty body as he worked out. The little faggot wolf would probably get off on that, and Mason definitely would off the wolf's humiliation at being made to lick his muscles clean.

"And Bitch?" Mason asked idly, the faint sounds of moaning and the slap of two bodies together making Bishop's cock stir again. "He's still at the glory hole learning his place? I haven't gotten the footage from his first night with Feral."

"I'm going to check on him after I finish cleaning up. I'll collect the hidden cameras." The tiger groped his dick as he listened to the young panther make a particularly desperate moan, knowing that he'd be able to get serviced again when he did.

"Good, good, and Bishop?" the boar's voice held a dangerous amount of amusement in it now.

"Yes sir?"

"You looked quite pretty on your knees with Edwin's balls in your mouth," the boar said in a mocking, almost fatherly voice. "I didn't know you would blush like that when a cock slapped your face. Very arousing," Mason's voice was silky and deep, and there was the unmistakable grunt of the boar fucking as he spoke. "Let me know if you're ever in need of some extra cash, Bishop. I could arrange something special for you, and you know I can pay well..."

"We're done here, Mason," the tiger snarled, tearing the Bluetooth headset off and tossing it across the tiny bathroom.

Ears flattened and his face flushed, the tiger hit the wall. Naked, holding his half hard dick with the warm water cascading down his body, he suddenly felt like a kitten who had been caught pawing for the first time in the shower. It didn't matter how commanding he was or how much muscle he put on, Mason had seen him debasing himself to a slave in order to get off. The fucking boar was going to get his jollies from that for sure, and he'd see the tiger as someone he might humiliate now.

The tiger could just imagine Mason, balls deep in one of his slender panther slave's asses, laughed out loud as he climaxed thinking about the tiger's embarrassed, blushing face.