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Stud liked this game. He got quite good at it. Jake wore
his leather vest with the old time badge and chaps while Mike would be
in his chaps and boots, ass and cock exposed, and his black cowboy
hat. Mike was trussed up this time, hog tied and his ass getting
darker red with each strike. Stud was in his bridle, Jake held
the reigns tonight, and his favorite harness. Stud put his hand
behind Mike's head and fucked his mouth hard while Jake would spank him
with the horse whip. And on the occasion that Mike would bite
down when he was "whooped", it never hurt Stud so they all knew they
could go all out.
WHACK WHACK WHACK! Jake was being ruthless tonight, and Mike was
in heaven. "Yall gonna tell me where the gang is now
MESS-skeet?" It was part of the game, the roleplay of hard
interrogation. The accent was cheesy and fake, but it was so much
fun they kept using it. Mike shook his head no, feeling Stud's
shaft rub his throat. Jake really let him have it hard.
Stud buried his equine shaft deep into Mike's throat and let out a
louder nicker of pleasure. "Or am AH gonna have to git ROUGH wit
Mike couldn't hold himself back. His shaft erupted, spilling his
seed all over the wooden table they were using. Stud pulled out
of Mike's throat fast, and Mike took in as much air as he could, only
to let it out as a loud wail of absolute joy and pleasure. Mike
collapsed onto the table. "Damn boss! You didn't even touch
his cock!" Stud said, still keeping in character.
"I recon not." Jake said. "We're gonna have ta interrogate him
more later, once he's regained his strength." Jake reached over
to the table with his chew, and took a pinch. "But now I'm all
worked up boy. Yall lock up Mesquite Mike and come back here."
"Yes Sir!" Stud rolled Mike over, and picked him up. Mike
was always amazed at the strength in this yiffyplush toy, but was in no
shape right now to help or fight. Stud put Mike on the angled
cross, tying him up so he could see this part of the show. Stud
then came back to Jake, and turned around putting his hands on the
table. "I rekon tha Sheriff needs a pony to ride?" He
raised his tail, and flicked it once, showing his spandex pucker.
He knew how Jake liked it, especially when in scene like this.
"Aww hell yeah hoss." Jake had a raging hardon already, and
reached to the pony's harness. "Been needing this all fucking
day!" With one move he buried himself deep into Stud's
hole. Stud whinnied in pleasure. Stud began to leak a
little pre-lube out his plastic shaft, he was gonna blow when Jake
did. They all never held back in the "old west" game, real men,
real studs, and the safeword is never reached.
Mike watched the two of them rutting like animals, and he felt his own
cock get hard again. He smiled weakly as he saw Stud's cock
erupt. His boyfriend grabbed the reigns hard, pounding Stud hard
and obviously cumming too. Totally worth the price he paid for
this toy. He thought of getting a matching horse costume for Jake
too, he'd look so fucking hot as a painted horse in full spandex skin,
getting fucked by Stud, and he knoew Jake would love it too. But
right now, the mess on the table was getting bigger. And the
night is still VERY young. And Mike still had to make an escape
A few nights later, Aaron was ringing the doorbell to the house he had
entered before. The door opened up, and Skids was wearing a
spandex tuxedo. "Hello Ice!" he said "Please, enter freely
and of your own will!"
"Thank you." Aaron said, shaking visibly. "I'm still so sorry
about that night."
"You're forgiven." Skids said. "If you didn't come with they
would have still done it."
Aaron nodded sadly. "I just want to make it up somehow."
Skids just nodded. "No need to worry." He said. "But come
with me, we've got something for you to try on!" Aaron felt his
heart beat harder as he was walked through the kitchen and into the
master bedroom. Aaron looked on the bed, and froze in his tracks
in total amazement. "Well? What ya think?"
On the bed was a full body costume. It was laying face down, the
long tail curling up and over to the back. The back was
completely ice blue in color, with white under the tail. There
were sculpted haunches in white, blending perfectly into the tail
seam. The hood was attached, and had perky ears on top of
it. He could also see the foot paws, there were pads on
them! "I.... er... I..."
Skids reached up to Aaron's belt, and undid it. Aaron was so
stunned he didn't resist. "You're welcome Ice! Now come
on! Get in! You'll love it!"
"Bu.. I mean I... I can't po..." Aaron was part
stripped part undressed as he stammered. Skids kicked Aaron's
clothing to the side and gave a push to Aaron. Aaron stood naked,
and held the material. "I just hope I don't stain this before I
get it on."
"Don't worry about that." Skids said. "We're gonna have a really
Aaron put the suit on like it was made of antique threads. He was
amazed that there was not only a sheath but a pouch for his
testicles. It cradled his body perfectly, hugging him as a second
skin. The tail had a structure support in it to keep it up, and
the head piece had a muzzle that moved with his jaw. It was so
perfect. He sat on the bed, looking over himself in amazement.
"Oh wow!" Aaron looked up to see Bandit in the doorway. "He looks
"Doesn't he?" Skids said more as a statement than a question.
"Skids took off his uniform as Bandit crawled up on the bed with
Aaron. "He said he doesn't want to stain it up."
"Oh why not?" Bandit asked. "It's yours to keep you know!"
"m... mine?" Aaron asked, still stunned.
"All yours Ice." Bandit said. Bandit pulled Aaron's shoulders
back, and Skids helped put his legs into the bed. "We'll talk
later about it." Aaron looked confused until Bandit leaned Aaron
back on the bed and gave him a full muzzle kiss. As Aaron
returned it, Bandit hopped onto the bed and put Aaron's shaft deep into
his muzzle. Aaron couldn't hold himself, his body tightened up
and he exploded into Skid's muzzle. Bandit felt the wave of
pleasure, and worked his tongue into Aaron's mouth, spreading the
feeling through him.
Some time later, Fox came to the master bedroom knowing what he'd
see. Aaron was there, and so were his pets. He could feel
that they were spreading their magics through the room, giving Aaron a
lot more endurance than he would normally have. The suit looked
very nice on him, his pets did a good job.
Skids was under Aaron, who was on all fours sucking him off.
Skids looked up, and smiled, rubbing Arron's spandex ears. "I
think it's time you met Master Fox." He said playfully. He then
smiled, looking at Fox. Fox got a smirk on his face, got onto the
bed as well, and knelt behind the husky. "You wanna?" Aaron
just nodded, his head swimming in the pure pleasure of the night.
When fox took him, Aaron hit a new level of bliss he never thought
Puff finished tidying up the dungeon. It may be the Mistress's
house, but the dungeon was his domain. He looked at the clock,
there was at least an hour before the next client would be there.
He put in a DVD he liked, and watched women deep throating men
again. It didn't take long for his draconic shaft to slide from
his sheath. In moments, listening to the grunts and moans of the
men and women on the TV, he was sucking himself again.
He propped his wings back to support his weight and to help him get
more into his snout. As he felt the climax come, he could smell
his own smoke billowing from his nostrils, the scent always drove him
over. It drove everyone over the edge when he used it
right. He pulled his ankles back, causing his hips to follow into
his snout, and his body jerked back and forth as he drank his own
fluids. He uncurled himself, allowing his smoke to waft around
him as he lay there, enjoying the moment.
Mistress came down and saw her pet lying in the middle of the smoke
again. The smell of singed sulfur and hot stones was heavy in the
room and his favorite DVD was still playing. She knew what he had
been up to, and smiled. He'd be in a fun mood tonight now.
"You feel better now Puff?" she asked tenderly. The dragon nodded
lazily, his four paws in the air dangling. "If you'd waited I'd
done it for you." Puff lolled his head back with a lazy
grin, Mistress loved his shaft inside her, but they didn't have time
for a full immersion fucking right now. "He'll be here in about
half an hour. Think you'll be ready by then?" Puff
nodded. "Good boy." She patted his belly playfully and left
the dungeon. Puff lay in the afterglow for a few moments more
before lumbering to all fours, and assuming his guard position by the
door. He reached up, and turned off the light.
The light turned back on, and Puff sat up on his spot. Showtime.
Like a dog at attention, hind legs apart, front legs apart, the
potential subbie could see his dragonhood easily. Mistress tamed
a dragoncock, she would tame the male human one too. Head up, he
was proud of his dungeon and made no bones about it. Wings folded
back, to look more regal. And then lock position. Mistress
didn't like to let the subbies know her real secret, and Puff liked
that too. Less work for him when the subbie was a regular.
He hear them coming down the stairs. He fixed his gaze at the
door, to get a good look at the fresh meat.
The door opened, and Puff saw the young man enter. He was still
clothed. He probably would not need to be security tonight, but
they had other plans for this boy. He then saw Mistress come in,
she was in her gothic blacks tonight. Ooh how he liked
that. Puff had to mentally lock his sheath back, seeing his
Mistress dressed like that. No need to ruin the illusion yet.
"Are you ready to begin?" she asked.
"Yes Mistress." The man said. She smiled, and began to remove all
of his clothing. The pre-show was usually short, and this was no
exception. Puff watched as his mistress tied the young submissive
to the wall, face out and spread eagle. Puff stayed motionless
until the man was blindfolded. She then motioned to her
dragon. Puff unlocked his body joints, stretched his body once,
and made his way to her. She simply pointed to his ass, Puff knew
what to do. He began to work it over with his tongue and snout.
The young man at first clenched tight, but Puff's experience began to
come through. He snaked his long, thin silky tongue into the
crack of the man's ass. Mistress kept telling the submissive that
she would work this toy into him until he relented, and allowed it to
do its work. The submissive relaxed, and puff stood up on his
hind legs to get in deeper. When the sub was opened up enough,
Puff blew some of his smoke into the submissive.
The man clenched his toes and grabbed the chains hard. Mistress
began to whisper into the boy's ear as Puff kept delivering his
smoke. Puff's shaft began to poke as he got a full snout full of
both his smoke and the boy's scent. Such excitement! So
eager to please! Yes, Mistress had an easy one tonight.
Soon the young man was fully attentive to Mistress's words.
Mistress patted Puff on the head, and the dragontoy stopped.
"There's my good boy." Mistress spoke to them both. "You
will be rewarded."
Puff lowered himself back to all fours. He preferred this, even
though he could stay on two legs as long as he wanted. This just
seemed more submissive to his Mistress. He stepped away, and
bowed his head to his owner. She smiled at him, then turned her
attention to the tied up submissive. The young man's mind would
be hers for the night, and he'd love every minute of it. Puff
walked back to his stand. Mistress might still need his special
services later that night, if he could hold out that long.
Aaron awoke the next morning, still in the bed with Fox, Bandit and
Skids. His spandex husky suit was stained over and over again,
but he loved it. The weight of the tail, the feel of the muzzle,
the beautiful white haunches on an ice blue body.... He could
stay like this forever and be happy. The collar Fox gave him was
a nice touch, a little darker blue against the white and light blue
material looked nicer than he thought it might. He could hear
Bandit letting out light groans as Skids was muzzling him awake.
Aaron leaned over to kiss Bandit full on the muzzle with his own
costume one. Bandit held onto Aaron's costume ear as his body
tightened up. Skids leaned forward and swirled his tongue to get
the most out of his mate's release.
Bandit slowly came down, and kissed Aaron back tenderly. "Thank
"You're welcome Bandit."
"What am I? Fiberfill?" Skids asked, trying to look offended but
"Oh hardly!" Bandit said with a smile. "I just want to thank you
more!" Bandit spread his legs apart, and used his foot to pull
Skids into his body. Skids was already out of his sheath, and
slid effortlessly into his mate.
Aaron felt a gentle muzzle on his cheek. "They'll do that all
morning if you let them." Fox said softly. "Some mornings it's
for the better good."
Aaron nodded, watching Skids gently work himself under his mates
tail. He felt himself get a little harder just watching
them. "Can I ask something that's been bothering me?" Fox
nodded. "Where did they go? I don't remember leaving with
them, but I don't know where they are."
Fox put his arm over Aaron, and rubbed his spandex muzzle against
Aarons. "They left here as well." Fox said. "But I don't
know where they are."
"UH UH UH UH UH!" Skids buried himself into Bandit, their eyes
locking as Skids released. Aaron felt a warmth radiate from them
both, which made him feel very good inside. The two of them
leaned into each other and shared a deep kiss.
Fox ran his spandex paw up and down Aaron's side. "I would not
concern myself with their lives." He said softly. "They made
decisions, and decisions have consequences." Aaron nodded.
"Just as decisions you make have them as well."
"How do you mean?" Aaron asked.
"I am in need of an assistant." Fox said. "Someone who can do
things outside of this house I can not. My pets told me you would
be perfect for the job, so I would like to offer it to you."
Aaron smiled. "What do I need to do?"
"Simple things." Fox said. "I can offer you room and board, some
monetary payment, and..." Fox ran his paw along Aaron's stomach,
along the many stains there, "some other benefits as well. I need
someone who can run my errands. Pick up packages, supplies, drive
me and my pets to events, care for the house, make it look more lived
in. We need to fix that problem, so we never have break ins
Aaron thought about it for a moment. He was going to be in
college in town, it wasn't too far of a commute to campus. It got
him out of the house and the side benefits were going to be
great. "I don't know how I'll talk my parents into it." He said.
"If the answer is yes, I'll help you any way possible." Fox said.
"It's obvious this house needs to look more lived in, and I need
someone trustworthy who can live here. You've shown your
trustworthiness, I believe we can arrange something we'll all enjoy."
Aaron smiled behind his mask. "Then yes. I'll take that."
Fox smiled as well. He rubbed his muzzle against Ice's collar,
and felt the slight glow as he did so. His ward marked, Fox
reached around and hugged Ice. Ice held Fox's arms back in a
tender embrace. The morning could wait a while longer.
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