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Please... No more... Make it stop...

Lycan didn't know how much more he could take, or how long he'd been here. He'd been suspended from the ceiling with some sort of magnetic cuffs around his wrists, ankles and abdomen. Every time he'd try to pull on one of the cuffs, the magnetic force would pull back twice as hard, keeping him hovering a few feet off the ground. It was disorienting, to say the least, especially when his head was swimming with hormones and testosterone. Normally, this wouldn't be so bad, but when Argus stuck the milking device around his twitching cock, he knew he was going to be in for a long, painful ride.

He wasn't wrong.

The latex suit still tightly wrapped around the dragon's body was specially designed to keep him from cuming when the person controlling it didn't want him to, and it seemed Argus had no intention of letting poor Lycan release any time soon. The suit allowed just the tinniest feelings of suction to grace his throbbing erection, keeping Lycan at the edge of an intense orgasm, giving another few weak thrashes in his floating bondage. The milker greedily sucked up every thick drop of pre that escaped from his tip, whisking it away to god-knows where. Lycan didn't care why; he just wanted it to stop! Or to finally be able to cum! He moaned in to the gag the suit had formed around his mouth, his vision blurry as he fought to just stay sane! How long had he been here? Four hours? Six!? However long it was, he'd been on the edge of climax for the entire duration, and he was starting to lose his mind. Lycan faded in and out of awareness now, not quiet unconscious but definitely not entirely there. His hips bucked in to the milker of their own accord, Lycan no longer in control of what his desperate, needy body did. He didn't care why, he didn't care how, he just wanted it to stop... He wanted to cum!

Lycan was so wrapped up in his misery that, a few minutes later, he didn't notice the suction had stopped. His hips simply kept pumping, the dragon too exhausted and dazed to realize the stimulation had stopped. It took nearly five minutes for his edge to fade, for him to calm down enough to realize the milking machine had become still. He let out a long whine of relief, slumping in his bindings, nearly sobbing in joy. His balls were sore and sensitive from the prolonged edging and denial, but at least that god-awful stimulation had stopped. Lycan waited, wondering what hell he'd be put through next, when he heard a door slam open behind him. A few moments later, Argus came around to his front, swearing like a sailor as he released the seal on the milker and setting the metal restraints to gently lower him to the floor. Lycan was still a bit dazed, and maybe a little dehydrated, so he simply let things happen, keeping silent.

"Shit, Shit SHIT! I can't believe KiRA didn't wake me up! Come on, stand up, we're ten minutes late for your live-stream for today! Man, King is going to be so fucking pissed!"

Soon, the cuffs fell from Lycan's body, and the dragon nearly fell to his knees. He felt weak and dizzy; likely from how long he'd been milked for his pre. Argus let out another string of swears, the smaller dragon helping Lycan to his feet and draping the larger male's arm over his shoulder. Lycan let out a few questioning grunts, but it was clear Argus was panicking as he was lead out in to the hall, the smaller dragon barking orders at staff as he staggered by with Lycan in tow. The latter didn't really pay much attention to what was happening, simply focusing on staying upright and putting one foot in front of the other. After some time, he was lead back in to a familiar room; Studio Two. He had been here the night before, the nanites still inside him had taken control and forced him to humiliate himself further by sucking on a few toys while a vibrator was crammed against his prostate to edge him the entire time. Lycan shivered at the memory, but he was soon gently set down in to a plush, leather office chair. With the sounding of something sticky being peeled away, he soon found the edges of his muzzle unsealed, allowing him to open his mouth, and a large glass of cold water put in his hands.

"Drink this, now. You'll feel better in a bit... Son of a bitch..."

Lycan didn't question Argus, realizing his tongue and throat felt dry. He took a large mouthful of water, gulping it down as quickly as he could, and then took another, and another, only now realizing how thirsty he was. A little over half the glass had been emptied by the time Lycan had to stop to breath, panting softly. Now that he wasn't on his feet, the dragon felt a bit more comfortable, and had an easier time focusing. He looked around the room, realizing he was sitting at the control station that Argus used to orchestrate his daily dose of shame. He leaned over a bit, blinking the blur from his eyes, to see quiet the surprising sight; Argus was flinching and cowering before a tall, muscular anthro wolf, easily eight feet tall. In the three days Lycan had been here, he'd never seen Argus show fear to anyone or anything, not even riled test subjects that could have easily torn him in two! And yet, there he was, flinching as the brown wolf growled something to him. It continued on for a minute or two, with the occasional gesture towards Lycan. Argus was seemingly trying to explain something and the wolf destroying every excuse he put out. Lycan couldn't quiet hear what the two were saying from here, but it seemed that whatever it was had Argus scared, and the wolf highly amused.

Lycan's eyes widened as the wolf picked up Argus with a single large paw and turned, allowing an unobstructed view of his eleven-inch canine erection, standing at rapt attention. Lycan's own shaft twitched at the sight, but he dared not touch it for fear of being thrown in to a frenzied state again. He knew all too well the suit wasn't going to let him get off... Instead, he watched as Argus was thrown on to the heart-shaped bed, his lab-coat being torn from his body with the sound of cloth ripping. Lycan's eyes widened and he leaned forward, taking another gulp from his drink... Man, what was in this water? He was feeling better already! Not that he was going to say anything about it... He had a sneaking suspicion he'd be on the receiving end of the wolf if he gave the slightest indication of feeling better...

Lycan simply sat and watched, occasionally taking a sip of water. Argus had quickly rolled on to his back, still pleading desperately with the wolf, before quickly being silenced as the large Lupine pounced him, knocking the wind from the dragon. Argus tried to open his mouth to say something, but the wolf was expecting this and, with quick thrust of his hips, buried his canine erection in Argus's muzzle. Lycan soon finished off the drink, a look of surprise spreading across his features. Just who was this wolf to make Argus so scared and submissive? Whoever he was, he had the other dragon by the balls, both literally and figuratively. The wolf wasted no time, grabbing Argus by the horns and shoving his cock deeper in to the dragon's muzzle.

Lycan simply sat and watched for some time, the wolf not giving Argus a chance to prepare in any way as he started to thrust, the smaller male obviously having trouble taking it. The Wolf was rough from the start, grabbing Argus by his horns and jerking his head forwards in time with his thrusts. Despite everything the other dragon had put him through; Lycan couldn't help but wince in sympathy. Argus had a pained, pleading look on his face, and Lycan could hear the loud growls and snarls form the wolf from his seat at the control center across the room. He briefly wondered how Argus heard everything these damn nanites forced him to say from here, when he finally noticed the expensive-looking recording equipment nearby. The dragon looked at the monitors around him, and found that one of the screens had multiple windows from various porn sites pulled up, and another had streaming software up and ready to use. This, of course, clicked in Lycan's head, and the dragon couldn't help but smile. Maybe he'd be able to pay Argus back a bit...

Lycan grabbed the mouse nearby with some difficulty, cursing the thick mitts formed around his paws by the suit. He managed to hit the 'Start' button on the streaming software, a cheeky grin spreading across his muzzle. He soon found a pair of studio headphones nearby, and slipped them on to his head, his grin growing wider as he heard everything the Wolf was growling to Argus.

"... Your fault. You said I could take any one I wanted in this facility if that slut from the streams wasn't ready, and I chose you. How does it feel to be taken like the little bitch you are, Argus? Powerless to stop me, knowing that I'll pull funding if you so much as raise a claw against me? That's right; I own your tight little ass! And don't you forget it anytime soon! If you make me wait like that again, you can kiss my money good-bye!"

Oh? So this wolf was some kind of donor or asset to Argus Labs? That would certainly explain how he was able to manhandle Argus without worry; the dragon couldn't bite the hand that feeds and all that. Lycan watched the video on the screen, since the Camera was already zoomed-in to catch everything, but soon he was blushing as he glanced at the chat. Many of them were wondering where the 'Slut in the red suit' was, and if he was going to be on tonight. Lycan couldn't help but feel they were referring to him... But, a few people said they were recording what was happening, and that shame turned in to pride. Good, the footage of Argus getting dominated was going to get passed around. Maybe not as much as the tapes Argus was making of Lycan, but it would certainly put a dent in the smaller male's pride.

Things continued on like this for a while; Argus was getting a nice face-fucking, and Lycan was sitting and enjoying the show. The wolf continued to growl out threats and insults, obviously taking pleasure in showing Argus just how much power he had. Lycan couldn't help but admire the nice detail the camera received; He could see the Wolf's knot inflating as he neared release, his thrusts growing quicker and rougher. With a loud howl, the Wolf speared his cock in to Argus' muzzle, choking the poor dragon as rope after rope of hot wolf-cream shot down his gullet. The Wolf kept his cock firmly planted in Argus' throat for some time, growling and gently rolling his hips as his orgasm began to fade. Finally, he pulled back, and Argus started to cough and sputter, cum dribbling out the side of his mouth.

"Next time I won't take it so easy on you, Argus. You know I don't like to be kept waiting, especially when I'm in the mood to plow something."

Argus simply nodded and whimpered, flinching as the Wolf stood, his cock dribbling another drop of thick cum down his cock. He turned away from Argus... And made eye contact with Lycan! The dragon gulped, a blush spreading across his muzzle. The Wolf grinned and licked his chops, and Lycan couldn't help but notice the Lupine's cock give a hard throb at the sight of him sitting there. The wolf started to make his way over to the control area, Lycan frozen as he stared in to the Wolf's eyes, his heart starting to hammer in his chest. Part of him wanted to run and hide, to escape before the Wolf could have his way, but the part of his mind drowned in need demanded he stay, to let the wolf take him, to be brought to the release he so desperately needed!

"Well, Well... It seems the little bitch is feeling better. I hope you enjoyed the show, because you're next."

Lycan whimpered and blushed brighter, shrinking in to the chair as the Wolf soon stood above him, arms folded across his broad chest, cock still hard as a rock and twitching to the beat of his heart. Argus soon stumbled behind him, panting, torn lab-coat in hand. He took a moment to catch his breath, leaning against the desk, before looking up at Lycan with a relieved expression.

"Oh... Good... You're looking... much better... This... This is King..."

Argus gave a weak gesture to the muscular wolf, who grinned that devious grin of his at Lycan. The dragon gulped and sank back against his seat again, his eyes darting back and forth between King's twitching cock and his toothy smile. The large Lupine soon turned to Argus, giving him a pat on the back to get his attention and nearly knocking the small dragon over in the process.

"If you're done keeping me entertained, then hand me the camera. And remember the details of this arrangement, Argus. I'm not stopping until I'm satisfied, regardless of what you might have planned for this slut."

Argus righted himself and nodded weakly, quickly scurrying away from the large wolf to set up a few things on his many computers. Lycan worried for a minute that he'd notice the stream was still going, but Argus luckily seemed too focused on getting things set up for King. Unfortunately, King had nothing but Lycan in his eyes, and soon moved to stand beside the latex-covered dragon while he was watching Argus.

Lycan soon turned his head to find the tip of a hard cock pressed against his nose. He blushed brightly, the suit amplifying the effect on the latex, and King chuckled. Without a word, he roughly grabbed Lycan by the horns, the tip of his cock brushing against Lycan's mouth. Of course, the suit got the hint, and covered Lycan's nostrils. He held his breath for as long as he could, looking up at King with pleadingly, before he simply couldn't take it anymore. He opened his mouth to take in a gasp of air, and King slid his cock in to his muzzle. Lycan let out a soft whine, which was quickly cut short by a thrust from King. Lycan could taste the musky wolf cum still clinging to his cock, and his blush grew. Much to his dismay, Lycan found his cock twitching at the taste.

King didn't seem too interested in bringing himself to another orgasm, at least. The big Wolf hummed as h gently pressed his thick cock in to Lycan's muzzle, rubbing his warm seed off in his mouth. Lycan started to whimper again, but once more King thrust forward roughly, cutting him off. So, the Dragon simply sat there and took it his tongue squirming against the underside of King's cock as they waited for Argus to finish setting up.

"Alright, I've got all the cameras set up... Initiating AI takeover... Now."

King pulled out of Lycan's muzzle as Argus started talking. Lycan's muzzle suddenly went limp, his teeth gently 'clacking' together as the tight latex suit held his body up. The Dragon felt a pang of dread, having done this routine three times already. Soon, his eyes clouded over, and a goofy grin spread across his face. Lycan's body sat up of its own accord, the male soon standing and pressing himself against King, gazing up at the grinning wolf with dreamy eyes.

"Ooooh... So I get this big, bad wuff all to myself? Why don't you call me you're little red riding bitch?"

If Lycan were in control of his body, he'd have hid his face in shame. Why did this thrice-damned AI have to force the Dragon to spew such nonsense, to make him embarrass himself on a daily basis? Lycan supposed he should have just been used to it by now... But, all the Dragon could do was blush as he rubbed King's muscled chest, panting softly as he pressed his body against the Lupine's.

"Hahahah! You weren't lying when you said you could make him say anything! This is going to be a fun night!"

Lycan groaned inwardly, his body only giggling and nodding his head. Why? Why did this have to happen? Why did that son of a bitch he called a 'friend' do all of this? He was a sex slave at this point! A toy to be used! Lycan felt both despair and... Ashamedly, arousal at that thought. He was losing his sense of self every time these god damned nanites took control of his body. How much longer until he couldn't tell what was him, and what was being forced out of him?

Lycan didn't have long to dwell on the subject. His body soon stepped away from the Wolf, that goofy grin still spread across his muzzle, and he watched King take a small, hand-held camera and a thick leather collar from Argus. The Dragon paled to imagine what things that camera was going to capture spewing out of his mouth... But, first came the collar. Lycan's body giggled as King slipped it around his neck, setting it to a comfortable tightness and clipping a black leash to it. Lycan's paw fumbled with the nameplate on the front, and he wanted to groan in horror at the name that had been chosen for him.

'Cumslut'

Again, that strange sensation of his body moving of its own volition struck Lycan as he was forced to walk towards the large, simple bed. Now that he was closer, he could see the frame was strangely thick, and seemed to be made of something much shinier than just regular iron... Not that Lycan had much time to ponder why. Soon, his body was flopped on to the bare bed, legs spread, and cock pointing up in to the air. Oh how Lycan wished he could just get soft and not be stimulated while being so! For the past three days he'd experienced nothing but teasing vibrations in his sheath every time he was forced to get soft. It made getting a sound night's sleep nearly impossible!

Lycan's body giggled as he looked down at himself, giving a flex of his rod for the camera. Oh gods above, all the people that must have been watching him... How was he supposed to lead a normal life after this? There had to be thousands of people watching, pawing off at the sight of such a good little slut, doing whatever he needed to make the audience happy... Lycan would have blushed and whined, were his body nt preoccupied with giving the camera a show. His legs spread wider and, using both his legs and his tail, he raised his rear up off the bed, giving the audience a nice view of his tailhole and throbbing erection.

Soon, a paw trailed down his chest, and Lycan mentally prepared himself for what was sure to be another night of denial and half-conscious torture. That wandering paw came trailed down between his legs just as Lycan knew it would, and with a drawn-out moan, took hold of his cock. No amount of preparation could prepare Lycan for the unbearable pleasure that assaulted his mind as his paw started at a nice, quick pace. He hadn't cum in three and a half days, and both his suit and the nanites denied him every orgasm he was ever close to achieving. As such, after three days of constant sexual stimulation and denial, Lycan was on a hair-trigger.

Within seconds, the Dragon reached the peak of his orgasm... Only to be held there by the microscopic machines inside his body. Lycan wanted to thrash, to stroke himself faster, squeeze his balls, anything to force that orgasm out! Pre started to leak from his tip as the slutty little dragon moaned, making his latex-covered cock glisten in the dull lighting of the 'studio'. He almost didn't care about freedom any more, he just wanted to cum! But, despite his hardest attempts at bringing his body back under control, or to force something out of his cock, Lycan remained a prisoner in his own body, forced to endure this cruel, masochistic, incredibly arousing torture.

Despite every nerve ending in his cock screaming for release, Lycan could only creep closer and closer without ever going over. Whatever these nanites did, it was incredibly effective. So, all the Dragon could do is sit there and take it, his body grinning and moaning as he put on a show for the cameras. At least he wasn't being forced t-

"Oooh! Ooh, Gods, I'm so close! But I can't cum unless Master let's me! I'm his bitch, and I have to do as he says... Aaah~!"

And there it was. Lycan still couldn't believe some of the garbage that he was forced to say. It was like Argus was trying to make him the laughingstock of the internet sometimes... At least he had the tiny comfort it wasn't really him saying all this, but rather the AI. At least, that's what he hopped...

After nearly ten minutes of nothing but tortuous edging and pawing, finally Lycan's body stopped. The Dragon panted lightly as his rear flopped back down on to the bed, and his body was propped up on its elbows. A shiver ran through Lycan's body as King started his approach, raising his camera and grinning as it focused on the Dragon. The Wolf moved across Lycan's body, taking in every detail, before he moved to sit at the foot of the bed, zooming in on Lycan's twitching, dripping cock.

"Smile for the camera, you good little slut..."

King chuckled as he reached forward, roughly grabbing Lycan by the balls. A moan escaped from his lips, but inside, Lycan wanted to writhe. King wasted no time making the Dragon want to scream as well, pressing his claws in to the fleshy spuds, squeezing them hard, and rolling them around in his paw. The Wolf chuckled again as he let them drop back to the mattress, and Lycan's body panted. Lycan whimpered internally, a dull pain throbbing through his groin. Uggh... Not even Argus put him through this much... Unfortunately, King wasn't done.

The Wolf zoomed back out to get a fuller view of Lycan, and scooted forward on the bed. Lycan's body acted in turn, spreading his legs and raising his rear, grinning up at the camera and winking. Oh no... The dragon moaned when he felt the pointed tip of King's cock against his tailhole, and internally he winced. W-Wait, He was going in without and prep!? Sure, the dragon had been forced to give him oral, but he was big! Despite these thoughts, Lycan's body eagerly pressed against the twitching rod, starting to pant. He moaned again when King rolled his hips, letting the tip of his cock slide inside the dragon's tight hole.

"Mmm, keep moaning..."

And he did. The Dragon moaned louder, wiggling his hips, flexing his cock, the works. King chuckled again, continuing to just gently roll his hips forwards and back, gently spreading the Dragon's tailhole each time. Well, it wasn't much, but at least the big wolf wasn't going in without some teasing first. Lycan just hoped it would be enough... The Dragon moaned once more as King gave a particularly rough shove forward, and the first few inches of his hard, thick length slid into Lycan's tailhole. The Dragon's cock twitched and the stream of pre renewed itself once again, adding to the forming puddle on his stomach.

King growled softly as he slid inside that snug little hole, his slick cock finding little resistance as the nanites inside Lycan forced him to relax. Despite this, he was still stretched wide, and despite the circumstances, he couldn't help but enjoy that feeling. His cock throbbed, and a jet of pre squirted from his tip to land on his chest as he thought about finding King under normal circumstances...

He didn't have long to fantasize, however. With a grunt, King jerked his hips back, only to suddenly slam them forward again. Lycan let out a cry of pleasure, his muzzle twitching up in to a big, dopey grin as his tongue flopped out the corner of his mouth. King chuckled and zoomed in on Lycan's face a moment, and the Dragon wanted to do nothing but hide. How was he going to face his friends after this? Surely the asshole that got him in to this mess had shared the link to the stream with everyone they were mutually acquainted with... Just the thought was enough to make Lycan's stomach turn. His body, however, cried out as King jabbed his prostate on a rougher thrust, his hole clenching tight and his legs flexing. King let out a delighted coo, grinning down at Lycan once again.

"Oooh, wiggle just like that!"

Lycan's body moaned and did so, clenching hard every time King pulled out. Even without direct stimulation to his cock, Lycan was getting close. He dreaded the feeling though, because despite the pleasure shooting through his loins, despite the seed churning his sensitive, over-full balls, he knew he wouldn't be allowed to release a single drop... Moments later, his body let out a series of high-pitched moans and he hit his peak, dangling there, so god damn close...

"Aaaah! Master, I'm so close! It feels so goood~!"

King let out a growling laugh, his hips starting to move faster. He let his camera roam over Lycan's body, taking in the detail; that pleased grin, His wiggling form, and finally his leaking cock. King let out another growl as he felt his knot, which had deflated slightly since his last release, start to stiffen and grow once again. His thrusts became rougher and harder, and Lycan felt a pang of dread as that large, hard bulb of nerves slammed against his tailhole. Ooooh no... He sincerely hoped King wasn't going to try and fit that inside him!

Lycan's body moaned as King's knot repeatedly pressed against his hole, harder and harder with each thrust forward. Lycan wanted to try and wiggle away, to keep King from tying with him... But, his legs instead spread wider, and his body panted hard as King growled, grabbing the leash dangling off the edge of the bed and giving a rough yank. Lycan's body let out a soft cry as he was forced to stare in to the camera, bringing itself together enough to naughtily stick his tongue out and give a sluty wink. He wanted to groan and once more hide his face... But he was soon distracted as King really put some force behind his thrusting.

No no no NO NO N-OOOOoooooOOH! With a howl, King pressed forward hard, and forced his knot inside Lycan's ass. The Dragon let out a breathy moan of bliss... But, inside, he wanted to cry out in pain. He'd been stretched before, but this was an extreme! It hurt to have something so big pressed against his prostate, roughly tugging against the gland... Making him see stars!

"Oo-oooh God, Master! I'm so close! I'm so ready to cum! Oooh, please, fill me, don't ever let me cum! I don't want you to stop!"

"Grrrgh... You don't get to cum until I say so, you dirty whore! You won't cum ever again if I have my way!"

Lycan's heart caught in his chest. Ever again!? He prayed King didn't have THAT kind of power over Argus, to make the nanites alter or destroy something to keep him from feeling the pleasure of orgasm for the rest of his life... The thought made his cock throb all the harder, and another thick glob of pre squirted from his tip, this time hitting him square in the chin. King made sure to get a close up as he reached his peak, letting out another howl and slamming forward hard, forcing his thick knot deeper inside Lycan.

Hot wolf cream splattered inside the Dragon, he moaned and writhed, grinning up at the camera as King pulled his leash a bit harder. The feeling of a hard, knotted cock unloading inside him drove Lycan mad, the Dragon's cock straining hard to push out his seed, but the microscopic machines inside his body only letting him creep ever closer to the edge, already maddeningly close, feeling like he was just a single flick or rub, just one little touch... He needed to cum! Please!

"M-Master... I-I-I... I don't ever want to cum again! I want to always be ready to pleasure you, to make you howl, to be your good little cum slut and take your seed like the bitch I am!"

NO! Lycan wanted to scream, to beg and plead and demand he be allowed to cum! But, all he could do is watch as his body reached up to rub King's muscled arm and chest, clenching and squirming as the wolf unloaded in to him. Finally, after nearly a minute the flow tapered off, and Lycan felt full and almost bloated from the amount of cum inside him... King hummed happily, giving a few teasing tugs of his knot inside Lycan to get the Dragon's attention.

"Hmmm... I hope you didn't have plans tonight, bitch. We aren't done until _well_after my balls have emptied and you've lost your mind to the pleasure."

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