Office Space

Story by LuckyFox on SoFurry

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While Mica was prepared for an ordinary day at the office, a late arrival means hard time served repenting to a relentless boss. When changing ways means total submission Mica's taken for a ride he won't forget. Featuring a cocky German Shepard and a domineering Wolf, the two land themselves in a fiery combination of dominance and submission, mixed with some Orgasm Denial to match. (But don't worry, Mica gets far more than he bargains for)


Warning: This story does contain some Domination/Submission, rape, cum inflation, and size difference. If any or all of these things are not in your style, or are disliked by you, you have been warned to exit now. Enjoy! And please do provide feedback, as this is my first attempt at pretty straight-forward and highly kinky smut and I would love to tailor and improve my future publications accordinly.

The German Shepherd would take his trash out with the same laziness expected from the beginning of any ordinary Friday. The young male giving a quiet sigh and a drink from his mug of coffee before stepping into his car, and tucking his tail on his right nearest to this shifter as the engine starts with a roar. Mica would take off in a bolt in the small roadster, a forest green to watch his eyes and a grin to match the flair of that glossy coated machine. "Mmm..." he adds, taking another sip while making zippy maneuvers through a busy morning's traffic before landing at his office. "Hey..." his voice travels with a short wave of his hand-paw to a co-worker, before stepping into his cubicle and the sounds of typing are heard throughout the room.

"Looks like you've made yourself a fan..." a voice comes, snapping the shep's attention up to the top-rim of the thin walls, making the pure-bred ears cork and press back while drawing his lips taunt to one side in thought before his eyes catch the sticky note on his monitor.

"Fuck..." he mentions quietly, just above a whisper, leaning forward to take the sticky-note off while bumping his computer's mouse with an elbow making the screen come to life suddenly "...What'd I do this time, Max?" he'd ask, returning his gaze to the fox grinning down at him.

"I dunno..." he slurs "But word has it he's mighty pissed..." before a loud bang is heard from the far end of the shared office cramped full of busy employees "...I guess you're about to find out." He whispers from the other side of the wall earning a scoff from the shep.

"Mica!" that rumbling voice would belt and the office had fallen dead silence at it's tone, sending a chill down the shep's back and making the scruff raise. He stands in place, looking over to see that square body planted in the doorway with a dead-set glare looking right at him and his lip nearly quivers at the impending doom that lay ahead of him. Pausing for a moment before he'd side-step the wall of his cubicle to exit into the main aisle and make his way to the office where the charcoal colored wolf was waiting.

That large frame shifts and turns, giving just enough space for him to meekly pass through while the shep tries to compress his body before the slam of the door is heard and the heavy steps of that pissed male following behind him before rounding the desk.

"You're late?" the large male states in the rhetorical question "Do you know why I called you in here?" he finishes giving that deep glare across the broad desk.

Despite his disposition, the view to the spring-sky looked lovely behind him, leaving the German Shepard unusually relaxed given the situation. Before his mind would have the opportunity to process the words he had prepared "I'm guessing it's not because I was late" Would have already slipped off of his tongue leaving a look of shock on his own face.

The wolf simply keeps that unyielding glare across the table before his lips curl and he gives a dark and menacing grin showing every sharp tooth concealed by that broad and foreboding muzzle. "You think you're really fuckin' smart, don't ya' kid?" he questions with eyebrows pushed forward only darkening his glare further. "I called you in here, because your client retention has been low for the third month in a row..." he pauses adding emphasis before that boisterous voice rings once more "You're losing all our fucking customers!" he growls out sharp and threatening and the German Shepard across from him would give him a nervous chuckle making the wolf stand up like he might lunge across the table. That certainly left the younger male to silence. "That fuckin' mouth... That fucking mouth." He seems to almost murmur thoughtfully "I'm going to give you one last chance kid... Because I think you can be an asset, but we're going to do things differently from here on out. You got that?"

The shep would nod, listening carefully to what he said. The breath holding tightly in his chest and he couldn't argue that the job market wouldn't be one he'd enjoy returning to, but he wouldn't lose his dignity "Yup. Got it Fil." He answers and he cringes as soon as he's said it, using that youthful nickname often slurred around the office as though the dominant wolf was a pup and he know there would be hell to pay.

The dark wolf's brow would furrow further, burrowing fiery eyes into his soul like daggers themselves in plans of conjuring an opening to hell to take the German Shepard sitting across from him. "Don't... Fuck up... Again." The large male answers, leaning forward in his chair while that boastful growl looms, and the younger male knows he's as close to death as he's ever been for living in such a civilized society. "Now get the fuck out." He finishes the conversation abruptly, the glare easing as the wolf would turn in his chair dignifying an absolutely unquestionable end to their conversation. The shep would get up, making his exit for the door, before returning to his office.

"Holy fuck Max." he sighs sharply sitting in his chair.

"Mhmm... Thank you... Bye bye." The fox answers loudly, making sure Mica could hear his call coming to an end "That good, huh? Boy he's sure got the hots for you..." the fox snickers across from the shep, red lips curling playfully despite the other male not being able to see him.

"You're such an asshole." He snickers lowly, clicking a couple of times on his computer while staring at the screen "God he scared the literal piss out of me..." he answers "Cover for me Max." he adds needlessly while he peers around, watching the large wolf exiting the opposite end of the large office headed out for one reason or another. He takes the opportunity to use the restroom while he has it, less risk of getting in trouble twice in one day. The wolf was always the dominant type, assuredly how he got his position as the leader of the company... But wow he had seemed particularly hot today, and someone was going to get the brunt of it... He'd take extra precaution to make sure it wasn't him again.

The door closes to the bathroom quietly, the soft echo of the sanitary room devoid of usual pleasantries, beyond the tile floor and that awkward mix of scents between piss and bleach of some kind. He moves up to the urinal, drawing at the zipper to relieve himself with a grateful sigh while his head falls forward and his eyes close for a moment.

"Mmm!?!" he'd call out, material suddenly being wrapped over his face to silence him and he flails while the sudden flow is stopped abruptly. The German Shepard is dragged backwards off of his weight, making foot-paws draw across tiles while scrambling for friction while that massive form makes easy work of stuffing him into a stall.

"You think you're pretty fuckin' smart... Don't you..." that growling low voice burns into his ear. Muzzle flexing to open and defend himself and the fabric is tightened "Well we're going to see how tough this bitch is... How about that?" he adds and the sudden overbearing scent of musk hits his sharp inhale from the briefs tied tightly around his face. One arm pushed up behind his back, keeping weight on that twisted join to force him to comply while the other remaining arm pushes forward to the back-tank of the toilet trying to ease the pressure on his arm as well. "Aren't we!?" the wolf rumbles against his ear, but he'd stay silent a moment longer defiantly. The body behind him shifts, pushing into him to let him feel the full size of that massive frame, exposing the towering scale of him while a massive hand draws at the unzipped pants, popping the remaining button and pushing the lower garments down to his shep's thighs.

The shep can feel everything now; massive legs on each side of his own, that mountain of flesh towering over him easily, and that massive cock now prodding at his rear and the sheer size is terrifying. The sudden realization makes his entire body jerk, shifting in place trying to escape and he can feel that tool prodding at him threateningly. It would tear him apart without mistake, easily three times the size of his own if not significantly larger and terror consumes him sharply. Thick wads of pre painting his rear sloppily are felt dripping down his cleft and his own balls while the meaty tip strokes over the seam of that exposed ass. The massive paw once-again free grabs at his tail and tugs up on it harshly earning a muted yip "I want to see my bitch as I claim him." The wolf looms, rumbling against his ear before leaning back and the young male can feel the eyes on his now fully-exposed flesh. The massive wolf's powerful hips behind him being carefully shifted, and the fat tip of that massive cock is aligned with his now pre-coated entrance. He shakes his head pleadingly, desperately trying to get out of the situation before it would come and with a sudden jerk of those hips the cock is felt piercing deep into his gut. The pointed tip easily finding its way into his core while its size demands he feel every veiny inch of it. The wolf suddenly rumbles and it's felt throbbing deeply, the other male's satisfaction radiating into his body with each pulse.

"God you feel good pup..." he answers "I knew you'd be the tightest bitch... You'll fucking love this." He taunts. Massive cock spreading walls brutally with its size and powerful hips flex pushing more of that thick tool into him. He wasn't trying to ease the process... Oh no, he was making it as brutal as he could. More and more of that length pushing in unforgivingly until that thick knot is felt trying to plunge into that impossibly-tight ass.

The German Shepard's head tilts up with a sharp cry, muted by that make-shift muzzle and the wolf would simply grind into him. Tilting down once more "My bitch loves taking my massive cock... I knew he would." He draws back about half-way of that over foot-long wolf cock, red and engorged with veins and ridges with the wolf in complete satisfaction before he gives a sudden thrust making massive orbs swat at his own. The pressure alone would make the German Shepard's cock start to throb at the abuse and the shame of that ache slowly building would add to the rest of the sensations. Tears rolling down his face at the pain he caused along with those painfully-harsh throbs from himself mixing together into unbearable embarrassment.

The massive wolf would start to build up a slow tempo now, drawing out before returning that massive cock deep inside him. Unforgiving tool forcing the Shep to feel every inch of the sheathed cock while his engorged knot would grind against his ass, demanding more and more be taken into that tight heat. "Such a fucking good bitch, when you've got the cock inside you that you need..." he rumbles lowly right against his ear, muzzle opening to give that feral-like bite to the scruff of his neck while the wolf's back arches. He releases the shep's arm now, fucking him in harsh and hurried strokes while more and more of the jerking cock demands the tight entrance yield to the fat knot and the sheps tears flow at the pain it caused while every thrust would earn more and more throbs of his own. His decimated walls pulsing down on the wolf, almost working that cock that violated him so deeply and the shep's balls would tighten at the feeling pushing him close to orgasm from the brutal treatment. The wolf suddenly releases with a rumbling "...No..." against his neck "My bitch waits." He adds while one of those massive paws move to give a gentle-tug to aching balls forcing him back from the edge of orgasm he had been nearing. Mica would groan in that muted voice under him, his chest pushed harshly against the bowl of the toilet with the wolf panting every moan of pure ecstasy right into his ear continuing harsh thrusts while massive wolf balls swat at his own demanding he know their virility.

Tempo growing further and further until on a sudden inward stroke, the hips behind him keep their flexing flush with his own, their power only increasing and the wolf bites down on his shoulder. Massive paws grab at his hips grinding harshly while the Shepard groans out at the massive pressure against that entrance before hips are suddenly felt flush with his own. The wolf mutes a boisterous groan against his neck making it radiate its power straight through his body like electric pleasure. His own orgasm hits as a paw grips the base of his own flared cock encouraging every pulse of his walls in a forced dry-orgasm effectively making the shep milk that cock now buried fully and the heat of the wolf is felt suddenly pouring into him. Each jerk of every inch of hilted cock would give another thick rope of wolf seed deep into his core. The sheer size making it feel like it was pushing at the taunt muscles of the smaller male's stomach but the torrent of seed would make the flesh distend.

"Mmm" the Shep would groan sharp and loud despite the muted muzzle, back arched with that grip on his neck while his made to take every ounce of hot seed while seemingly gallons are pumped deep into him. Broad paw wrapped around the base of his own cock would force it to wait, before wolf legs shift behind him and the grip to his neck eases.

"Fuck what a good bitch you are Mica." The wolf growls in a rumbling amorous tone. The free paw of the wolf lifting the toilet seat as the wolf legs draw in against the Sheps effectively lifting him off the ground while planted firmly on that cock. Emphasizing it's size while the shep's legs are forced together in the process, and the wolf now draws his paw up to hold Mica's upper body against his own with the smaller male's ear right below his muzzle. "Do you feel that cock boy?" he asks making the shep whine "Do you feel it? That's your Daddy's cock... And you're his bitch. It's your job to take care of that cock now... Do you understand?" he asks squeezing the base of the young male's dick making him writhe against him while it jerks in his grip trying so hard to release its contents. The broad hand at his chest moves a digit to force his head to look down at that distended stomach, engorged with the thick cock planted deep inside it and the body so full and riddled with his seed "You're full of your Daddy's cock... Full of his seed like a good bitch..." the shep writhes wildly still "Now that you've done your job, you get to orgasm like a good bitch..." he answers and that grip eases tugging at the young male's knot.

The euphoric lights flood the German Shepard's eyes, flooding his view with a blinding display of white lights as if fireworks had gone off in his mind while staring out at his body yielding to that massive males load planted inside him. Each jerk of his own length firing Shep spunk into the toilet while making his walls spasm down on that hilted member still throbbing inside him, milking his prostate in turn. Taken, abused, and broken-in by every imaginable means "Your seed right into the toilet where it belongs... Why Puppy? Why does it belong there? I want you to say it..." he adds still milking that smaller frame for everything it was worth. Making that trembling, writhing frame lifted by only that massive tool tied deep in his body whine out with all the force it could muster in its exhausted state. "I want to hear you say it..." he rumbles once more against and ear as the gag is pulled off by that digit holding the face pointing down.

"Because I'm Daddy's bitch!?" he calls out, echoing off of the walls of that small tiled space and no-doubt the ears the proclamation had assuredly been heard by. The wolf's lips curl, his broad paw milking that smaller length rests at a hip of his easing some of the pressure before he turns to sit on the toilet with the Shepard in-lap.

"That's right Puppy... That's right..." he rumbles, giving an affectionate lick to the ear he had growled out so many things over the last few minutes, adding a sudden sensual air to the exchange while both paws work to stroke the smaller male's midsection admiring his own work. "Poor Puppy... So swollen with my seed..." he adds, that soft rumble almost loving making his face burn.

"Why..." he pants quietly "Why did you do this..." the German Shepard pleads for a response while affectionate hands stroke his body. His entire body ached from the abuse, trembling in place from the lingering pressure and idle throbs still residing in his sensitive walls.

"Because Puppy..." he pauses thoughtfully "...It's what you always wanted." He answers with a wild grin, over the shoulder of the smaller male. Large wolf resting his body there while they lingered until that hilted length had some time to relax, before his hips give a sudden jerk and his knot pulls out earning a wild yip from the Shepard with glossy eyes from the pain. "Sorry Puppy... It'll be better next time, I promise... Just had to break you in." he grins while a small bit of the seed he had planted leaked down his own length and into the toilet before he stands the Shepard up between his legs, helping him get his clothes back on while in the presence of that massive male, making the smaller male's face keep his heat. Once the older male was satisfied, he grips Mica's shirt carelessly, pulling it towards him and wiping off that spent length.

Looking down into the younger male's face while he smeared his own seed over the other male's clothes and released with a grin "Something to think on.." he adds teasingly. Turning the Shep and giving a soft swat to encourage him to leave the stall before he stands up to redress himself "Oh... And Puppy?" he adds "Take the rest of the day off to get yourself cleaned up... I'll pick you up after I leave here... Be prepared to spend the weekend." He adds making that heated face only burn more hotly looking back at him. The Shepard would nearly whimper, trying to say something in an effort to defend himself though unable to find the words before he would depart.

No further reprimands were given that day.

================================ Post-Publishing Note: Wow, I can not even believe the amount of incredibly encouraging and positive feedback everyone has given this story! I'm absolutely shocked and blown away, and absolutely appreciative. I'll have to keep with this style and format, while taking into account the various criticism and room for improvement (also highly appreciated). If anyone would be interested in creating some type of artwork by the way, I'd be more than happy to add it as cover art and give full credit to you for your work. Thanks again, to all of you! -LuckyFox