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"Well, bitch. What's your answer?" The Doberman gigolo asked the snowshoe hare beneath him.

Charlie had been pondering the canine's offer for nearly two minutes, he wanted to accept it, but he was afraid of the consequences that could and most likely would occur. The Doberman helped clear away logic and reason in the hare's mind by reaching back with his right hand to fondle the bound boy's balls. "I guess you don't want me to make you feel this way again then, do you?"

Charlie shut his eyes for a moment and savored the sexual attention with a grin; it was all he needed to make his decision. "Alright, I'll do it...Master."

The dog smiled in satisfaction and left Charlie alone on the bed to think over what he had just agreed to. The gigolo returned soon with a leather cock ring in his right hand, Charlie strained to peer at the device over his shoulder. "Master, is that necessary?" He timidly asked.

The dog slipped it over his hard cock without replying, it scraped badly over his already erect flesh, causing him to whine and whimper pathetically. The pain lessened when the ring was left secure at the base. "That'll make sure you stay nice and hard for your master like a good little bitch." The dog commented and firmly slapped Charlie on the ass.

"But, I need to cum, Master. Please." Charlie begged.

"Not until after you fulfill your duties to your master." The dog said this while searching the room for the keys to the handcuffs and separation bar. "Here they are." He muttered to himself and freed Charlie from his restraints.

Charlie stretched his limbs, aching a little all over from being forced into one position for such an extended period. "Remove the toy, you need another shower." His master ordered.

Charlie didn't need to be told twice. Even though having a dog-cock-shaped dildo stuffed in him was a pleasurable sensation, it was starting to make him feel very sore. He rolled over onto his back and firmly grabbed onto the base of the toy while his master simply sat on the other bed and watched with obvious interest for he too was erect.

Charlie started tugging on the toy and slowly managed to slip the "knot" out of his tail-hole. The rest of it slid out rather smoothly and was relatively clean for something that had just occupied his ass. His master was keenly interested in his resized hole and Charlie suspected he might want to have sex with him. "Let's go get you cleaned up." The dog stood up while speaking and motioned for Charlie to follow.

Charlie stood and nearly fell over due to poor circulation after his most recent activity. His master helped steady him. "There you go. " He said and both looked at each other with a definite touch of affection.

They went into the bathroom together after that, but the master entered the shower first to turn on and adjust the water. Within minutes, steam filled the small room and Charlie was suddenly pulled inside only to have the sliding semi-transparent door closed, trapping him inside. For an instant, he yelped, his body needed time adjusting to the heated water, but the company of the larger male helped him relax faster. Charlie currently stood beneath the showerhead facing the wall to which it was attached while his master stood directly behind him.

"Just relax and keep your arms limp, I'll wash you up." The dog instructed.

The Doberman grabbed a nearby bottle of coconut-scented body-wash he had stashed there earlier suggesting he had planned the entire evening. He rubbed some of it into his own hands before beginning to distribute it evenly along Charlie's smaller frame. The constant downpour of water meant he had to revisit certain places with his hands several times, but Charlie never complained.

He rubbed it over the hare's arms and sides; he paid close attention to his neck, back, and shoulders, especially toward the bottom of his back near his tail, practically giving Charlie a massage. He moved onto lathering the fur on the hare's head and delicately applied some to his typically long ears. He had to pour more body-wash into his hands rather frequently since the shower rinsed the suds off his hands almost as fast as he could apply them.

He caressed intimate areas of Charlie's body with his soapy hands, starting with his belly and moving upward along his chest. His fingers stopped for a few seconds when they reached Charlie's nipples and tweaked them a little, but never to the hare's discomfort. Charlie mostly kept his head low in submission, enjoying every moment spent with his master in the shower, especially whenever he felt embraced by him. The hare glanced back only occasionally and always with a smile whenever he did.

The dog leaned over Charlie's shoulder and spoke with only a few inches separating their faces. He reached around with both hands again and presented Charlie with the bottle of body-wash. "I did the top half, you finish. I won't lower myself in front of my bitch."

Charlie accepted the bottle and replied with a simple, "Yes, Master."

The snowshoe hare lathered up his legs and feet as best he could, bending over a little and gifting his master with a magnificent view of his somewhat gaping bum. "Don't forget your ass and balls, slut." His master instructed; the humiliating term was applied almost teasingly.

Charlie did as he was told, spreading the soap over his rear cheeks and unavoidably rubbed some along his expanded rim. He rubbed his balls clean after that to his own sexual comfort. He seemed so desperate for an orgasm that he kept on touching his sac until the Doberman ordered him to stop with a simple, "Enough."

Beneath the spray of poorly pressurized water, the Doberman firmly grabbed onto Charlie's sides and repositioned him so that the hare's ready-for-use entrance rested before his cock. "Wait! I'm not ready for that!" Charlie protested, but his master, clearly overcome by arousal, ignored him. "I'm married!" He argued, insisting on being released, but the Doberman was just as insistent,

The dog's cock wasn't as large as the dildo and so, it slid inside Charlie quickly and easily. The familiar sensations he had first experienced only recently reminded him why he was submitting to the prostitute. Charlie planted the palms of his hands against the wall in front of him and allowed his body to be used as his master desired, completely dismissing the fact he even had a wife.

The dog managed to hilt him on the first thrust, but didn't bother to rest. Instead, he aggressively pounded that very vulnerable and very available ass in an animalistic manner. The sound of their balls slapping into each other could be heard by both the Doberman and hare over the noise of water rushing through the old pipes.

Charlie‘s rear was still numb from the earlier application of lube, leaving him staring ahead with half closed eyes, a stupid grin, and his tongue hanging out of the corner of his mouth. He was hardly aware of anything other than his master fucking his ass and his ever-increasing need for release. Not even the pre dripping into him caught his attention due to there being so little of it beneath the active showerhead.

The dog's hips connected repeatedly with the smaller male's thighs from going balls-deep into him with every forward motion. "What...about...safety?" Charlie asked in between heavy breaths, sound only a tad worried.

"Silence, slut." His master gasped without stopping or slowing down.

The Doberman fed his entire length into the hare again and stopped when the base of his cock started swelling into a knot. In only seconds, the two were tied together and Charlie was very aware of the hefty streams of cum spilling into him. Some of it managed to leak out in excess and formed lines of seed along his crotch and leg fur. Both he and his master cried out blissfully even though only the canine was coming.

Charlie's master managed to keep himself upright during his orgasm and additionally managed to shut off the water after stuffing his little slut with his cream. "We should go back into the bedroom." He said directly next to Charlie's left ear before planting a kiss on it.

"Sure." Charlie replied, blushing and not quite thinking clearly from the kiss. "I mean, how? I think I'm stuck." Charlie pointed out when he came to his senses somewhat.

The dog lifted Charlie up by his sides and carried him carefully out of the shower and into the main room. Charlie smiled and let out an unintended girlish giggle, finding the male's solution humorous and interesting. The dog sat on one of the beds with the hare still locked in place atop his lap and guided the hare with him to lay down with him. "Go to sleep, slut." The dog ordered Charlie.

"But my wife and my need to..." Charlie tried protesting, but was soon cut off.

"I said go to sleep, slut. If you don't you'll never see me again."

"But I need you, Master." Charlie admitted.

"I know you do and you still have to do something for me before I ever let you cum again."

"I thought we were going to do it tonight." Charlie whined.

"I'm not in the mood, go to sleep, slut."

"Yes, Master." With that, Charlie conceded and the two of them fell asleep together. For the following thirty minutes, the dog occasionally sent another load of cum into Charlie until finally his cock softened again and slowly left the hare's reformed ass.