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Greg breathed in the fresh mountain air, inhaling the sweet scent of the pine trees that mixed with his musk as he idly stroked his dick, and the smoke coming from his cigar. The sunlight felt right on his fur as his balls tapped against the zipper of his shorts, the sounds of his paw moving over his pre-cum slickened flesh mixed with the birds, wind, and the moans coming from the iPad in his paw. The video was one of his favorites, it came from one of his favorite sites. This video was of an ongoing visual journal about a father turning his son from a boy into the perfect fuck toy. It'd been great watching the boy go from a crying mass that couldn't suck a dick without crying into a willing and excitable slut that could take the biggest cocks. The thought made the bear sigh softly, if only he... He heard voice from behind him say "Just what I wanted...", and the bear's head snapped around to see who was there. He looked on in confusion as he saw the young malamut behind him, he furrowed his brow, and laid his iPad down; the volume muted as the movie video still played.   "What?" Greg asked. "I said, that's just what I wanted." The young pup said as he walked around the bear's sunning chair, and closer to his exposed cock. Greg thought about covering himself up when something the cub said stopped him. "I haven't seen any videos like that since my friend Henry moved away and took his brothers computer with him. Really, you remind me of one of the guys in my favorite movie... he looked sotra like you, mister." The boy, who was no more than 8, said as he pointed to the iPad, "Say mister, do you mind if I watch that with you?" The boy asked, a wag in his kinked tail. The bear let the smoke from his cigar roll from his nose. He wondered what he should do, but as his dick throbbed the bear knew he had to see where this conversation could go and no other thoughts really mattered. "Maybe, but I need to know some things first." The boy cocked his head to the side. "Like what?" "Well, your name for one, and why are you out here? Where did you come from?" Greg asked as he adjusted himself in his seat, his dick throbbing as his big brown fuzzy balls pressed firmly against the fly of his pants. "Well I'm Justin." The boy said, still wagging, "And I moved near here a while ago, normally I just hang out in my parents trailer, but my mom is off in casino again, and my dad is passed out on the couch, so I wanted to explore the woods. It seemed like it was an adventure, and I think I was right." The bear tapped some of his ash in the ashtray he kept nearby, "Well its nice to meet you Justin, I'm Greg. So didn't your parents ever tell you not to talk to strangers, much less sneak up on them?" "I think they might have mentioned it once, but I never really understood why... I mean all those cubs in the videos my friend Henry had always seemed to have fun with guys who weren't their Daddy's, so why wouldn't I?" With that the pup grinned, and before Greg could really say anything he felt a warm wet muzzle wrapped around his exposed cock. The boy had all the skill of a wood chipper, but he seemed eager.  "Yeesh, watch the teeth, kid." The pup's pointed ears twitched at that and the bear felt the boy's lips slide up over his teeth, nothing but soft flesh sliding down that bear's thick length. The bear gave a soft lustful growl as he slid his paw over the young pup's head, gently rubbing at the boy's pointed ears. "Mmm much better kid, you're a natural." The bear said with a soft grumble, he wanted to drag this out for as long as he could, but he had already been close when the kid showed up.

 He reached down to between the boy's legs; to play with the little pecker that laid above the boy's tender young orbs. He used his skilled paw to gently slide across the boy's length, letting his thumb tease the drooling tip. He did this for as long as he could, getting the boy in a tizzy. Groaning softly as that pup whimpered, moaned, and thrusted into the air, getting as close to cumming as the bear felt, before Greg let go, grabbed the pups ears and yanked the pup's head back. "Beg for it." He growled as his paw stroked his thick bear meat. Justin looked confused for a moment, but then the bear watched as something clicked in the boys mind, like he was remembering something he saw. Justin sat on his knees, pulling his paws up, getting into a begging position, before he looked up at the bear with big pleading eyes. "Please mister?" He asked before he opened his muzzle wide in front of the bear's dick. That did it. That pushed Greg over the edge. With a primal growl he throw his head back and launched squirt after squirt of his thick bear cum into that boy's muzzle, and when he was down to just a dribble, he took his dick and wiped it across the pup's muzzle bridge just to make sure his scent stuck to the boy.  When the bear was done, he pat between the boy's ears. "Well done, pup." The boy nodded and happily swallowed the cum in his mouth, licking his muzzle as he tried to get at the fur that was near the bridge of his muzzle.    "Thanks mister." The pup stood up, his puppy bone bouncing as he did. He looked down at it, and he grinned, before looking back up at the bear. "Mind helping me out with this like my friend used to?" Greg thought about it for a moment, taking a long draw on his cigar before reaching forward and teasing that puppyhood with his paw. Sliding his fingers down to tease those cute little orbs before he said, "I don't think so. Sure you were a good boy today, but if I give this to you now, how do I know you'll come back tomorrow?" When he said that the boy's tail started to rapidly wag. "Tomorrow? You want me to come back mister?" "I sure do." The bear said, before letting his paw slide off the boy's junk. "So that's why I won't be letting you cum until tomorrow."

 The boy seemed to become deflated at that, "But I made you feel good, right?" Justin whimpered. "Shouldn't I get to feel the same." "Yeah, you seemed like a good boy, but I won't know until tomorrow. And if you ask again, I might not even let you cum then." The bear said sternly as he grabbed the boy's shorts, tucked his young dick back in, and then did them up. "Now head on home, and come back tomorrow and I'll make sure you squirt so much you'll beg me to stop." He paused for a moment, "But only if you do everything I say tomorrow." The boy whimpered and just nodded his head. "Promise?" "I promise." The bear said, before leaning down to give the boy a kiss between the ears. The malamute hugged the bear around his neck, said his goodbyes and walked off back into the forest. Greg licked his lips and put what was left of his cigar out in his ashtray. "Oh if only that little slut knew I meant that." He said with a soft chuckle as he walked off to his shed to get ready for a day he'd been dreaming about for a long time. ** Greg was in nothing but his robe as he basked in the afternoon soon, as justin stood in front of him. The pup's tail wagged, barely able to control himself. "Alright, remember what I said about being a good boy?" He asked, before continuing. "You'll have to do a lot to prove that today. And you can start by taking off all your clothes and leaving them here on the lawn." Justin blushed through the white fur on his cheeks and his curly tail tried to slide between his legs, but the wagging stopped it. "But anyone can see me like that." "That didn't stop you from sucking my cock yesterday." The bear said matter 'o factly as he crossed his arms and glared at the boy from down the bridge of his muzzle. "Now strip." The boy nodded and did what he was

told, and Greg stroked his chin as he watched more of that young boy's lean body come into view. He watched as those clothes shed and the boy became what he was supposed to be, what all boy's like him should be; naked. The bear gave a lustful growl as he looked at that blushing boy, who had his paw covering his junk. The bear licked his lips. "What's the matter?" "Well... I feel weird like this." Justin replied. "You didn't yesterday when I was playing with your pup cock." He said before crouching down to Justin's level, "What's different?" "Well... yesterday I was just acting like I'd seen in videos, I wasn't thinking about what I was doing. And now being naked like this in the open after I had some time ta think just feels strange." Justin said, before he felt a paw rest on his head, and scritch between his ears. "That all? Well that's an easy fix," the bear said. "I want you to think back to a video you saw, one that had a pup doing everything the older fellow said. Ever see one of those?" "Uhh, yeah mister. It was one where a panda was teaching a labrador to be a good puppy if I remember right." He said. "Well I want you to act just like that Labrador did in every way, okay? If you do that you'll be just fine and get everything you want." The pup barked happily at that and got down on all fours. His tail wagged behind him, "Yes Gr..." he paused remembering the video, "I mean, Sir."    The bear growled playfully. "Wait right here and I'll go take care of your clothes real quick." The pup nodded and Greg scooped up the boys

close and walked into his house. He headed towards the living room, and then the fireplace. Throwing the boy's clothes into it, he grabbed a bottle of fire starter and doused the clothes in it. Striking a match and setting the boy's clothes a flame as the big bear grinned. The kid's cell phone crackling as it melted in the heat. "There, he wasn't going to need those anymore anyway." The bear said with a happy smile as he walked back outside where his pup was sniffing at a dandelion like a feral dog would do. "Already taking so nicely to the roll I see." Greg said and the pup just happily wagged his tail, crawling over the to bear and trying to shove his nose into the bear's robe, before a large paw stopped him. "In time pup, now let's head to the shed." The boy glanced over to a corner of the yard he hadn't looked at before. It was nothing special, it was just four walls, pointed roof, and had red peeling paint. The pup looked at Greg in confusion, but didn't question as they walked towards it. When Greg opened it up, and Justin peered inside, and it looked just like a normal shed. It had tools, some dirt scattered across the floor, and a wooden floor with a rug on it.  The malamute looked at the bear again and he just grinned as he walked over to the rug on the floor, yanked it off, and grabbed a small metal handle sunk into the floor.

 He yanked it up and the hatch disguised as floor boards popped right up. The bear walked over to it, and he started to climb down into the dark hole. "Come on pup, I can't wait to show you this." Greg said, looking up as he watched the pup start to crawl in after him. The boy's bits moving from side to side as he climbed down rung by rung, his tight pink pucker showing off every once and a while as they made the long descent into the room below the shed. When they reached the bottom the bear flipped a light switch and the entire room sprang to life with light. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all covered in white tile, that lead to drains in the center of the room. In the center was a large strange looking leather swing, and there were rooms leading off into different directions. But one in particular caught Justin's eyes. It looked like a prison cell. Inside was a small bed, a toilet, and the door was made out of steel bars. Justin glanced around, his eyes landing

on the wall to his left, his jaw dropped as he looked at the assortment of toys, some he'd seen in videos and others he'd never imagined. Like one that was made of leather that had a thick handle and straps of leathering coming off it. "Okay, ready to have some fun?" The boy nodded, "Yes, Sir." He happily said as he again tried to go after what was under the bear's robe, but he was again stopped. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Hold up, all in due time." The bear grabbed a cigar from his chest pocket, lit it, and then let the robe slide from his shoulders, pooling on the floor around his feet. He took a large puff on his cigar as the boy looked in awe at the bear's leather harness and the thick silver ring wrapped around his hefty junk. The boy whined a bit. "But I want to suck your dick now! I've been a good boy, I didn't even paw or nothin' last night, because you promised I'd get to cum if I did what you said. So how am I suppost'a prove I'm a good boy if I don't take your dick misster." The boy pouted a bit and he looked up at the big bear in front of him. "Please! I want to feel your dick in me, Sir." The bear gave a lustful snort as the little slut begged for it. Begged for it like the little cock hungry fuck hole that he was, he just needed a little training and he'd be perfect. Without a word, he scooped the boy up and placed him in the sling in the center of the room, he strapped the boy in, and Justin's tail wagged happily. The pup had seen one like that before, and he knew just what it was for. He whimpered needily. "Oh thank you mister. I can't wait to feel your dick inside of me." The boy said, lifting his tail the best he could, before he felt the bear grab it and place it in a special strap that would keep it lifted. The bear stroked his chin, put on his leather gloves, and looked over that slut for a moment. He had him right where he wanted him. From this point on the boy was his. His play thing. His slut. His fuck tube. But he didn't know where to start. The boy was already pretty slutty, but he wondered just how slutty he really was. Smoke rolled from his nose as he looked at that white fluffy rear, still covered with that soft puppy fuzz. He grinned and

walked up to it, his paw sliding over it, squeezing it. He could see the boy's eyes light up, and his tail try to wag as he looked down at that throbbing cock, clearly already imagining what he thought was going to happen next. But his hopes were dashed as the bear pulled back his paw and gave the boy a hard slap across the cheeks. The pup yowled, and he gave a soft whimper. "What was that for?" "Oh just a test," The bear said with a  grin and looked down at the tip-sticking sheath between the boy's legs. "One that worked apparently. Just look at that little dicklet, its already starting to poke out of its little home." The bear said as he pulled his paw back and slapped the boy's rear again, a little harder this time. "Aw it's so cute, just look at it. You like this don't you, boy? I knew you were a little slut, but let's find out how much of a slut you are." The pup blushed again, he'd seen this so many times in movies. Justin had always wanted to try it after he'd seen a cub cum just from it. He squirmed a bit, "I do, Sir." He began to blush a bit, yelping as the paw came down a 3rd time, his ass starting to sting a bit. He looked down between his legs and watched as his boy prick pulsed in the air, free from its fuzzy cover.

 "Oh? Then lets try something new. I think the flogger will work nicely..." The boy watched as Greg walked over to his toy wall, and grabbed the thing he'd been eyeing before. The bear grabbed the leather strapped handle and Justin realized that must have been the flogger he was talking about. He watched as smoke roll across the bear's muzzle as he walked back to him, the small space already filling with the smell of smoke and arousal as he moved in. Justin was going to ask what that was for, but before he could, he got his answer. The bear pulled it back and the leather straps made a harsh snap as they made contact with the boy's exposed rear. The pup yowled as that happened, his eyes tearing up, but his dick had a tear of its own, a bead of pre slid down his length as that pain and pleasure swirled within his body. "Ha! You really are a little pain slut, aren't you boy?" The bear asked, as the boy's body shook with an odd combo of pain and pleasure. "Tell me boy, tell me just how much you like

it." The boy whimpered and blurted out. "I love it Sir! I love the way my body tingles and my butt stings every time you hit me." The bear grinned, and before Justin could say anything else he raised the flogger up and smacked the boy, again, and again, and again... The boy cried with each hit, his cock throbbing as pain surged through his body. The bear taking note he thought about how the boy did have a good base, but he still needed to know just how far he could go... He kept at it until the boy's ass was beet red, he had tears in his eyes, and he was panting. The boy's cock flexed and he looked up at the bear, "Please, Sir! My cock has never been this hard, fuck me and let me cum." He begged as the bear grinned. "Mmm, such a thirsty slut." The bear said with a growl as he popped a little bottle of lube from a holster on his vest. He smeared the clear liquid over the length of his dick, and he stepped between the boy's legs letting the flogger drop to the floor. Without warning. Without prep. Without concern. He pressed his dick to that little pup's pucker, and thrusted forward. The boy cried loudly as he felt himself penetrated for the first time. Now things were starting to change. Greg watched as the excitement started to drain from the boy's eyes as that thick bear cock lewdly stretched the boy's pucker. The boy started to struggle in his bonds as he looked up just in time to see smoke rolling from the bear's muzzle. "That hurts mister." He said with a whimper, as the bear ground his cock inside of him, letting the kid feel his fuzzy brown balls against his ass. "Oh? I thought you liked pain, kid?" He sneered as he pulled back and slammed into  the pup once again, making tears of pain roll down his muzzle. "Not like this mister, come on, stop please." He whimpered, but that didn't stop Greg. He just kept at it, using the sex swing to do all the work and slide the kid on and off his dick the boy shifting in pain each time he did. The bear pulled his cigar from his muzzle and he tapped the ash off onto the boy's stomach, making him cry in pain as that hot ash burned for a few seconds. "I'm not having fun anymore... I wanna go home." Justin cried as he fought against his restraints. "Oh but you begged for it little slut, and by the time I'm done with you you'll beg for a lot worse." The bear grinned, "And besides, you are home." Greg leaned forward, letting the heat from his cigar tease the boy's pink nipples. Justin began to shiver, the heat burning his soft flesh, and it only made his tears worse. "What do you mean?" Justin asked as he struggled to get away from the heat and the dick inside of him.   "Did you really think I was going to let a little slut like you go? You have such potential, you just need to be broken and trained. Don't worry, by the time I'm done you'll realize you love it here, and you love being owned by me, its really the only thing you'd be good at anyway." He said with a lick of his lips as he grabbed the boy's balls and started to use them to rock the boy back and forth on his dick; making the boy cry out in pain again. Justin's face filled with fear as he felt the cigar join the rough tugging on his tender little orbs.     "No! You can't do this! Someone will find me! You'll go to jail and I'll go back to my real home." The bear just laughed, "Oh? So you told someone where to find me and where you were going? And that you'd be in a repurposed bomb shelter that is completely hidden?" The bear let go of the boy's balls and took a puff on his cigar leaning in to blow smoke across the boy's face. "You're never going to leave here, the sooner you accept that, the sooner you'll learn to be your master's good fuck toy and we can both be happy." The bear grabbed the boys hips and started to kick it up a notch. He began to slam that boy down on his cock again, and again, letting his hips slap into that boy's sore rear end as his pucker cried out in pain with each thrust of that bear's thick dick. Greg watched as the boys face filled with defeat and he devolved into the sobs that only a destroyed boy could give. It was music to Greg's ears, because he knew that was the first step. He was going to break this boy, and then he was going to rebuild him into the slut the little cock sucker was always meant to be. "Cry as loud as you want kid, no one can hear you, and it only makes my dick harder." The bear said with a lustful growl. This went on for a little while longer. Each thrust would make the bear's belly shake and the boy's cock throb as his small prostate was pounded. The sound of the bear's balls slapping the little sluts ass filled the room, the soft red light of his camera in the ceiling flashing as it recorded everything. The mics in the room picking up every single scream, sob, and moan. Greg sighed happily, and he thrust in one last time, filling his new slave up with the first load of many that he'd take over his lifetime. Justin was still sobbing as the bear pulled out, grinning as he looked at that stretched cum filled hole. He walked off into one of the rooms and brought out a modified cow milking machine. Justin was still crying too hard to ask what it was, but he did yelp in surprise as he felt the soft nozzle slide over the length of his cock, a moan escaping his lips as he felt it go to work. The bear walked over to his toy wall, put the flogger back and pulled off a large butt plug. He walked back over to the boy whose cries had turned into pants of pleasure, he moaned, his body squirming. The bear slid between his legs, and inserted the butt plug into the boy's loose hole. He stood there, tickling those little boy orbs as he watched them pull up, and the boy howl with pleasure as his ass flexed around that plug and he squirted a load into that nozzle. The bear watching the cum as it shoot down the tube and into the jar he had weighting. The boy panted, waiting for the bear to take it off, but Greg didn't instead he just stood there. Watching the boys face contort into pain as the nozzle kept sucking on his hypersensitive cock. The boy cried, "Please take it off." But the bear said nothing at first, instead he walked around to the boy's ear and blew smoke

into it making the pup shiver. "I promised I'd make you cum until you begged me to make it stop." The bear said as he stood up and walked towards the door. He put his paw on the light switch and paused, "I'll see you tomorrow pup. Sleep tight." The bear said as he flicked off the light casting Justin into darkness as another load of cum was forced out of him with a scream. Greg put his paw on the rung that lead back to his shed, "He's going to be such a good little slave one day. I just know it." ** The pup glanced out of the window, summer had come and gone and now the cold harsh winter winds had replaced it. He wondered if his birthday was close, and then he remembered what he was. He was a slave. He didn't have birthdays anymore. His one and only thought and job in life was to please his master. Just like he was doing now. He was on his knees, his muzzle buried into the bear's ass as he ate out the old man's hole while the bear puffed on his cigar. "Mmm that's a good boy, nice and deep, punch that pleasure knot inside of me." The bear groaned while Justin kept licking away. He took the bear's balls into his hands, squeezing and massaging them just like he'd been taught while he was beaten, spanked, and torn down, before he'd been built back up. As he inhaled the bear's scent his dick swelled as he thought about how much he'd come to love this. His past felt fuzzy to him for some reason, he was starting to forget a lot of what it was like to be in that trailer, and even what his parents looked like. He hated it, but he loved that with each fading memory he became a better slave for his master. "Alright, turn around." "Yes, Sir." The cub said as he instantly did as he was told, biting his lower lip as he felt the bear's weight slide behind him. He could feel a finger tracing along the shock collar on his neck, the one that would go off if he even tried to step foot off of the property or if he tampered with it. He'd found both out the hard way. He still waited for someone to come and save him every now and then, but those thoughts were slowly fading as this place became "home" in the boy's mind. He was even starting to wonder if his life before this had been some

kind of dream. He could feel the bear's dick slide right into his slick hole. The months of training had made it easy for the bear to pop his dick right in or even his fist. It took a lot of tears and practice, but eventually he learned how to take a dick like one of those cubs in the videos he used to watch. He smiled a bit as he felt the bear's large belly rubbing against his back his own pup cock flexing under him as he felt his hole pounded by the bear, knowing that he'd get to cum when he'd earned it. He could feel that dick tickling his pleasure knot again and he moaned softly, learning to love it had been a strange feeling... more so when he actually managed to get off from the bear's dick alone. He could feel the bear tensing up behind him, and he rammed his puppy butt back into him just as the bear roared above him and pumped the fifth load of the day into his ass. The bear gave a few thrusts into the boy's ass, making sure to milk out all of his bear cum, before saying "Stay" and getting up to head to the kitchen for a beer. As Justin stood there on all fours, clenching his ass to keep the bear's cum, in his mind wandered back to his old life, wondering how he'd ever enjoyed it. It felt so right to him to be a slave. He knew he should hate it, but there was some kind of fuzz in his brain preventing him from figuring out why. He heard the front door open, and he turned his head. His eyes went wide and he glared at what he saw. It was a police officer. A police officer was standing right there. Something in his mind unhinged and the fuzzy thoughts cleared up instantly. He remembered everything. He could remember every reason why he hated the bear. He was about to scream for help, when he saw the horse's muzzle turn up into a grin and he pulled a pipe from his pocket. He struck it up and gave it a few puffs, "Wow, what a well trained slut." The bear came back into the room and popped the top of his beer, "Well thank you Marco... or should I say, thank you, Sheriff." The horse let smoke roll form his nose, "Marco is fine buddy. Though, it is nice to know what happened to Justin. I knew he'd gone missing and you had a new bitch, but I didn't think it'd be

him."    The bear puffed on his cigar, "Justin? Oh you mean the bitch. Don't call him that anymore, he isn't Justin anymore, he's just my slut and he's finally starting to learn that. Though, I still feel some fight in him. I know he loves this, and thanks to what I've been sneaking into his food that is starting to stick, but he still has a few threads of free will in him." The bear took a sip of his beer, "Which is why you're here. You're going to snap those threads by fucking him with that monster of yours. The slut needs to know that no one can "save" him, and that he doesn't need saving. What better way to do that then have a police officer pin him down and fuck him silly?" "I think you're right." The stallion unzipped his pants without a second word whipped out his junk. That massive stallion cock hung between his legs above those huge equine  balls. He walked behind the dog and got down on his knees, he stroked his dick a few times and just stuck his unflared tip against that pink pucker and pushed forward, that loose well trained hole opening right up-- the bear cum making it slide right in. The boy thought about what was happening as that equine cock slid into him. The bear was right. He was an object now. He was just something to be looked at, played with, and put away when it wasn't needed. That fire that had come into him was put out the second the stallion's balls touched his. He wanted to cry, he wanted to fight, but he couldn't. He watched as the bear walked over to him, a strange funnel in his hand. Greg gave the signal for him to open his muzzle and he obliged. "Now be a good slut, and swallow every last drop."

 The dog was confused at first but as the bear gave a soft grunt and a golden stream of bear piss mixed with leftover seed flowed from his dick, the pup understood why the funnel was there. The second that musky golden liquid hit his tongue the last strings of what was Justin snapped, and all that was left was the slut that had been lurking in the boy that had came up to the bear that day. The dog moaned loudly as he began to happily swallow the bear's piss, his ass squeezing around that stallions shaft as it tickled the bottom of his ribs. A smile crept across the dog's face. This was it. This was where he belonged. He was a slut. This was all he was good for, to be fucked and used.

And he'd never be able to repay Greg enough for showing him that. The boy could feel the stallion fucking him harder. He felt that horse dick pulse inside of him, and then the officer pumped shot after shot of cum into his ass. The slut grinned and he moaned softly, secretly hoping it wouldn't be the last for the night.