Locktober One Year Later

By Duffin Caprous

Disclaimer: This story involves sexual, violent, or adult situations. Do not read this if you are under the legal age to see pornography in your country. I won't be held responsible if your fragile little minds get warped. Otherwise...enjoy!

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Bruce and Cris are officially together as a Master/Slave couple. For their one year anniversary, Cris takes Bruce to the same club he went to before and makes him display his permanent chastity and service anyone who wants it. Bruce has embraced his submission, though it was hard at first. Cris still likes to try to push his limits. Even after a year in, Bruce had not managed to orgasm anally. Cris decides Bruce will not be allowed to leave the club until he does, as a reward for being a good locked boy.

Bruce looked a little bit nervous as he sat in the car next to his Mistress, Cris. He shuffled a little bit in the seat, reaching down to try to idly adjust himself. Cris was wearing a sexy outfit, some skinny jeans and a light pink belly shirt that had “Naughty Bitch" across the front.

“Cr--er, Mistress, um...I...I'm still not sure about this..." Bruce said nervously.

“Quiet, boy. We're going to celebrate your anniversary of being a no-dicked little bitch. You should be happy! We're going to get you all the dick you can handle and more," Cris replied with a little giggle.

“B-but, it...others will see my...." Bruce replied softly.

“Your little cage? Of course they will, that's the point," Cris replied, parking the car, “Now get out, boy. I've got plans for you," the fox said, leaning over to kiss the german shepherd's cheek lightly before getting out. The dog blushed, but obediently left the car to follow the swishing fox into the front door of a club called The Place. From the outside, it looked rather on-descript. Inside, a very gay bathhouse awaited. Bruce rented a room for them, blushing as they walked to the room, each having been given a towel.

Once in the room, Cris turned and mmmed softly, looking over the dog, “Okay, boy, strip."

The room was a bit cramped, but Bruce obeyed, taking his clothes off in front of his mistress as he'd done many times in the past year. Once his chastity was revealed, he gasps, feeling the paw of the fox fondling his trapped bits. The cage was different from the one he'd been sealed in previously. Apparently epoxy had not been permanent enough for the fox once he found out all it really took to remove was some solvent. Four or so months into his imprisonment, Cris took his pet to a piercer who specialized in BDSM-related work. Bruce had been strapped to the table, his cage cut off of him. The dog had watched in panic as the piercer did his work. He'd been fitted with a custom-fitted ring to wrap around his balls and the base of his cock. With his sheath pulled back, the underside of his shaft was pierced. Feeling a metal rod pushing into the new hole and up out of his urethra was painful. He slid the dog's sheath back down. The cage itself slid easily down his exposed cock until the base of the cage clicked into the base ring. The mechanism was entirely internal. No locks, no keys. The piercer had mentioned to Cris that he had no way to remove it once it was on. The fox confirmed that was just fine with him. The final piece was to slide the chastity ring up through the dog's new piercing. The wide piece at the end clicked into the bottom of the cage as well, locking the dog permanently. To make even further sure, the piercer had produced a small soldering iron. Bruce whined and kicked a bit in the seat, but was warned he could be burned by accident if he didn't stop squirming. Soon, the metal of the two locking mechanisms was melted together, leaving the dog 100% sealed, the only access being a few openings along the side of cleaning.

Cris grinned a bit, fondling the dog's sealed dick, making Bruce whimper softly as he stood there, allowing his Mistress to do as he pleased. After a few minutes, Criss drew his paw back and removed his own clothing. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his naked form, his already plumped up sheath exposed for just a moment. Reaching for his own towel, the fox tut-tutted.

“Now, now, bitches don't need to cover up, do they?" the fox asked.

“But--nnnng!" Bruce tried to say only to be grabbed firmly by the balls, gritting his teeth.

“What was that?" Cris asked firmly.

“Y-yes, Mistress!" the dog cried out softly, feeling relief as his jewels were released.

“Good boy, now bend over," the fox said, leading Bruce to blush a bit more. He swallowed and turned, knowing better than to question as to why. He faced the bed and nervously bent over to expose his bare ass to his owner. Cris reached into his bag, pulling out a bottle of lube and a rather thick buttplug. Smearing the stuff all over, he brought his slick paw to the revealed pucker of the dog and slide his middle finger inside smoothly. Bruce gasped and moans suddenly at the intrusion, causing another blush to wash over his face as a second finger soon joined it. Cris chuckled, pushing the tip of the buttplug to the hole, pushing inward. The shepherd tensed and immediately tried to relax. The fox had trained him relatively well, but the size was still quite large. The lube helped it sink in until the widest part of the bulb popped in, locking inside the dog, making him moan out with a whimper, “There...all nice and kept. Get up, boy." Bruce blushed a bit and stood back up again. Opening the door, Cris looked to the locked up canine, ushering him out.

The Place had all the common accoutrements: hot tub, sauna, steam room, lounge area. It also housed a few more fun rooms, including a media room that had multiple screens of porn playing, a black glory hole room with a bunch of stalls, and finally...the back room. This was where Cris planned to take his pet. Bruce swallowed as the fox lead him inside, his eyes taking a little time to adjust to the darkness. He heard moaning and saw a couple males on their knees, sucking off their partner. A few others were watching, jerking themselves off. Cris looked to Bruce and mmmed, slipping behind him to press his paws to the dog's sealed bits.

“I bet you wish you could be the one getting blown, huh, puppy?" the fox whispered directly into Bruce's ear, making the canine blush anew. The fox could feel the dog cock straining in the cage, “Mmm...I know, boy, I know, but don't worry...we're going to make sure you finally become the bitch you're meant to be," Cris said, turning the dog to the corner where a leather sex swing hung from the ceiling. The dog's eyes widened as the fox lead him closer, “Turn and lay back, slut."

“W-wait, but—ah!" Bruce exclaimed as the girly fox's paw swatted his bare ass firmly. The reminder caused the dog to turn and nervously sit backward. He gasped, falling awkwardly into the swing, his legs naturally spreading in the reclining position.

“Such a good boy..." Cris said with a grin, walking closer, his paw rubbing over the caged dog cock before moving to pull the dog's footpaw up and buckle it up to the swing. He did the same to the other, leaving the dog with his legs stuck in the air. A few others had begun to gather to see the canine being strapped in, showing obvious interest. Bruce was blushing intensely at being bound to the swing. He didn't know what his Mistress had planned, but he had an idea.

On the wall beside the swing hung a large dry erase board. Cris lifted a dry erase marker and wrote, “Free Use. Replace plug when finished if there isn't a line. Mark a line when done." Bruce's eyes widened, seeing that. Almost immediately, a middle aged bear approached, paw stroking his short, but thick bearhood.

“Free use, huh? No protection?" the older male asked. Cris smiled in a friendly manner, fondling the dog's permanent cage.

“No need. Pound away, handsome," the fox said with a giggle.

The bear rumbled, looking over the dog. He approached, slipping right up to that exposed hole. He reached over to a pump bottle full of lube displayed beside the swing, smearing it all over his cock before sliding fingers up between the dog's spread cheeks. Bruce trembled a bit and blushed as the older male just began to lube up his hole. He gasped, feeling a thick finger pushing up into his hole. Cris continued to fondle his already throbbing cage.

Before he could react, Bruce felt a paw pressing to the back of his head, turning it to the side and burying his nose in a pair of balls. At first, he thought it was Cris, but the fox had come around to watch the bear fingering his tailhole. The canine had his nose pressed to some other male's balls, the musk strong.

“Start licking, boy," came a deep voice and the dog obeyed without thinking, his tongue dragging through the black-furred balls. A sudden burning pain hit the dog's ass as the bear's tip pressed to his opening and sharply sank into him. He pulled at the restraints instinctively while the paw held his face in those nuts, muffling his mumbling of pain.

“Ohhh, wow, he is thick," Bruce heard Cris say, making him blush.

The bear's cock pushed into the dog until the thick hips ground against him. Not giving him much chance to recover, the bear drew back his hips and thrust firmly in again, stretching that hole wider to the dog's growing whimpers.

“Rrrrr….fucking slut is tight…" the bear growled, fucking Bruce firmly while reaching down to hold onto that sealed cage, using it as something of a lever to pull the dog's ass in toward the bear's stiff member.

The balls pulled back, but before he could recover, a thick panther cock pushed against Bruce's lips, pushing into his mouth, filling it with strong male musk. Bruce's lips parted widely and the panther began to use his muzzle as a toy, those hips fucking his mouth while the bear filled his other end.

The dog trembled in the swing, doing his best to suck at the panther's cock, slurping lewdly at him. The burning pain slowly began to grow into pleasure. The bear's thick cock seemed to stab right along the dog's prostate and precum began to peak from the cage. The bear chuckled, smearing it all over the cage as Bruce's cock strained against it.

Cris stood off to the side, idly stroking his own cock, licking his lips. The fox quite enjoyed the view of Bruce being railed in both ends. He could see others had begun to hover around, many naked and stroking their dicks to the show. The bear began to snarl, his heavy hips loudly smacking against that upturned ass.

Stepping up close, the fox mmmmed, saying to Bruce, “Looks like he's getting close, boy…ready for your first load of the night?"

The dog couldn't respond, instead gagging as the panther's paws gripped his ears, forcing the entire cock down his throat. The shepherd had been learning to throat the fox, but this panther was much larger. The panther looked over, keeping himself buried deep in the dog's throat as the bear huffed and grunted, pulling back and leaving the dog empty while he jerked off. The first spurt of cum splattered across the dog's hole, causing some celebration from the gathered males. That cock was instantly stuffed back into Bruce, the rest of that spunk fucked into his hole, making Bruce blush intensely. He's never let anyone do that to him before. Precum had leaked all over his cage and would have left it glistening if there was more light in the room.

Being unable to breathe, the dog's throat had begun to milk at the panther, but the feline had other plans. Once the bear had ridden through his orgasm, the panther drew back, letting Bruce gasp for breath. The bear walked over and put a tally mark on the board. Wordlessly, the athletic panther walked over between the dog's legs. Some of the bear's seed leaked from his ass, which the panther helpfully scooped up with his head only to push back into him, causing a yelp from Bruce whose toes curled up a bit. The panther looked to Cris, “How long's he been locked?"

The fox came in and murred softly, pressing up to the panther to feel over his toned chest, “Oh, for a year. This is his one year anniversary."

With hips thrusting firmly, the panther reply with a groan, “Uhn…really. That's fucking hot," he said, starting to really fuck the dog in the swing, gripping the handholds to draw him in toward the thrusting cock. Bruce looked around, seeing number males jerking off to him being pounded by a second stranger without a shred of protection. The feline's dick stuffed him faster, drawing another moan from the dog as he pulled uselessly at the restraints. Bruce saw a mouse approaching quickly, paw pumping on his short cock quickly. The other paw grabbed his head, aiming toward him. He squeaked out and a few streaks of cum shot out across the dog's cheek.

“Yeah!"

“Aw yeah, paint his face."

“Atta boy!"

Bruce heard the encouragement from the other males in the room, all the while moaning out as the panther fucked him more roughly. His caged cock bounced and throbbed with each thrust, precum dribbling down over his taint. He'd never produced this much before and each tap against his prostate made him feel like he was being jerked off from inside his ass, except different. It was a completely unique sensation. With a grunt, the panther gripped Bruce's footpaws and slammed into him firmly. He knew a second load was being pushed into his hole.

“Fuck yeah, man!"

“Fill that fucking hole."

More encouragement filled the shepherd's ears, making him blush even more. His cock twitched in the cage, the dog breathing heavily as the panther drew out of him. Making him yelp with a slap to his ass, the panther took a step back and Bruce could already feel the combined load sliding out of his ass lewdly. Quickly replacing him, a twinky-looking otter approached and similarly pushed that cum right back into the now well-lubed dog's ass, making Bruce cry out again into the room, tossing his head back. Unbeknownst to him, a wolf had been standing there. Gripping the dog's muzzle and keeping his head tilted back, he fed a thick wolf cock into the male's mouth, once again filling the dog from both ends. Bruce mffngged into that wolf cock as the otter's uniquely curved upward member ground back and forth against his prostate, all while Cris watched silently nearby, having his cock sucked by the mouse who had shot a load on the dog's face.

The wolf and otter watched each other with grinned, fucking their respective holes while groaning out. Bruce felt a sudden splatter of cum across his chest and belly but was unable to see who it was. The wolf dick pushed down his throat, but he gagged much less due to the position of his head. The wolf used his throat like a fuck sleeve while the otter's thin, but very hard cock slide in and out of him. The German shepherd started feeling a quickly growing sensation, one he couldn't stop or slow down. As the otter continued to grind that curved dick against his prostate, more pre drooled from his caged cock.

The dog breathed faster and faster whenever he was able to. The sensation kept growing and then it happened. Bruce's eyes widened and a sudden urgent moan could be heard from the muffled lips of the dog only to be cut off as that thick canine-like shaft pushed back into his throat. His cage throbbed and twitched and a sudden shower of cum shot out like a cannon. With his limbs kicking involuntarily, Bruce came a years worth of spunk across his own body and even splattering some onto the otter who giggled giddily.

“Holy fuck! I wish I had a fucking video of that!"

“No way, it's like a fountain!"

“God damn!"

The fluttering of Bruce's eyelids and his wildly rocking hips showed the pleasure he was experiencing. The wolf kept that cock buried in Bruce's throat as the otter fucked him harder to wring that orgasm from the dog. The otter, himself, was rather proud. He'd never managed to make a male do that before. It wasn't long before the otter was moaning out a warning that he was close. Those hips suddenly began rocking quickly and with hunched hips, the otter added another load to Bruce's ass all while the dog was trembling and shaking in a rather new type of climax for him. Drawing back, the wolf grunted and groaned, paw stroking himself to orgasm all over the moaning dog's face. The dog was suddenly empty once more.

Cris smiled, coming up the the dog, paw smearing that spunk all over his belly and chest fur, “Oh, good boy! Oh, now we know for sure you're right where you're meant to be, don't we?"

With a whimper, the german shepherd replied between panting, “Y…yes, Mistress…."

“Such a good boy…" Cris said, smearing some of the dog's cum over the cage as well, “Do you need a break?"

Bruce panted heavily and weakly nodded his head, “P…please, Mistress…"

With a giggle, Cris looked to the gathered males, “Okay, boys, we're going to rest for a little bit, but we'll be back," he said, a few of the guys groaning in disappointment, having wanted a turn with the canine. The girly fox unbound Bruce and helped him out of the swing. Cum was still dripping down from the dog's ass as well as his cage. Instead of helping Bruce to a shower, the fox lead him back to their room and let him flump onto the bed.

“Mistress, I need to clean off…" he said softly.

“No, you're a mess and you're staying that way until I say so, boy," Cris said as he closed the door, “You need to learn your place, which is being a cum dump for superior males. Right?"

“I…guess…" Bruce replied only to yelp again as Cris smacked his sensitive balls firmly.

“What was that, bitch? What is your place?" the fox asked in a stern tone.

“Ah! A cum….dump for superior males, Mistress!" he replied, resisting the urge to cover himself up, still feeling cum drooling from his ass.

Smiling, Cris lightly patted those balls, “Good boy. Now…how do you feel?" he asked, sitting on the bed beside the dog.

With a blush, the German shepherd replied softly, “Tingly…"

Giggling, the fox rubbed the cum-smeared belly of the canine, “That's good. You came buckets, you know."

With blush growing, the dog nibbled his lower lip, “I…never thought I would."

“I know…but you're been a good boy. And it gets easier after the first time. I bet you want to cum again, don't you?" Cris asked with a smirk, “It's not like a regular orgasm. You're still horny as fuck, aren't you?"

Lifting his paws to hide his embarrassment, the dog replied, “Y…yes…"

“Well, if you're all rested, I say we go to the sauna and see what fun we can get up to there…" Cris offered with a giggle, helping the dog back to his feet. Bruce knew better than to argue, but the throbbing in his cage was pretty obvious.

Walking down the hallway to the hot tub and sauna area, Cris walked in with a towel around his waste while Bruce was made to carry his. Both, though, set them onto the hot sauna seat before sitting down. The sauna was empty at the moment and just as Bruce was ready to relax, he felt a paw on the back of his head which firmly tugged his head downward. He soon had a faceful of the fox's crotch. The scent hit the dog, making him whimper quietly.

“Well, get to work, dog. Got me all horny watching you be a slut in front of everyone," the fox told him.

Bruce blushed bright red, but eagerly began to lick at the fox's thickened sheath. It wasn't long before his cock slide from the furry casing and the dog's lips were closed around the tip causing a girlish moan to slip from the fox's mouth. Bruce felt a paw on his head, encouraging him as the fox slid out further and directly into the muzzle. Cris leaned his head back, moaning softly as the shepherd began to bob his head, tongue sliding all around the underside of his head. The dog had gotten much practice over the past year and had gotten quite good ad sucking him off, knowing just what he liked.

The door opened and Cris kept Bruce's head down on his cock, bobbing up and down, slurping lewdly at him. In the doorway stood a young colt, no doubt 18 or 19. He looked hesitant and was about to bolt when Cris smiled, saying, “You can come in, we don't mind, hun."

With a swallow, the colt relented and walked further into the steamy sauna, closing the door, but leaving his towel firmly around his waist. Bruce blushed, somehow more embarrassed at this situation. In the swing, he had no choice over what happened to him, but in the sauna he was eagerly sucking down on the fox while someone watched.

“Having a good time so far?" Cris asked the horse.

“Uh…s…sure. It's my…first time in a place like this," he said in reply, sitting a bit far away from the couple, but obviously staring at the shepherd's upturned ass.

“Oh really? It's certainly fun. I mean, I just walked in here and this slut went right for my cock, so who am I to say no?" Cris told him with a giggle, causing Bruce to blush even brighter at the fox's lies. He kept working, bobbing his head and dragging is tongue in circles around the tip of the fox's cock.

“R…really? Wow. What's, uh…he's got something on his…junk," the horse said.

Cris hmmed softly, reaching down between the dog's legs as if pretending he didn't know exactly what was there, “Oh, well that feels like a chastity cage. Some guys do that, you know, they're so tiny no one would want to touch 'em so they lock them away so they can focus on real males."

“Wow. I mean…I couldn't do that….doubt I'd even fit in one," the colt replied.

The fox's eyebrows lifted, “Oh, really? I know you horsies are big."

Bruce gasped and tried to pull back instinctively. A horse? Cris kept his head firmly pressed down, fingers squeezing at his skull slightly.

“Yeah, I mean…kinda why I've never done…stuff. None of the guys at school will even talk to him. They're all afraid of it, heh," he said, reaching down to idly rub at his growing bulge, obviously turned on by the scene before him.

“Aw, poor boy. Why not fuck this slut? He's plenty opened up," Cris offered to Bruce's dismay. He gagged slightly on the fox's cock, the paw guiding him up and down slowly and casually.

“Uh….oh I don't know…" he said, squeezing his cock a bit more firmly through the towel.

“Really, look," Cris said, reaching over, sinking three fingers firmly into the dog's stretched and cum-filled hole, causing a muffled moan from the canine," Look at that, three fingers with no effort. And I can tell he's already got like ten guys' loads in him. He's ready for you, hun."

With a swallow, the colt moved a little bit closer, “Okay, but, uh…shouldn't he say it's…okay?" he replied nervously, watching the bobbing dog's muzzle.

“Certainly. Dog, you want this pony's dick up your ass?" Cris asked him, finally letting Bruce pull his head up. The dog breathed heavily, a bright blush filling his features.

A sudden instinct welled up into Bruce as the question was posed to him, like a switch flipped in his brain. Without bothering to look back to the horse, he reached his paws back, gripping his cheeks to spread himself apart, moaning softly, “Oh, yes, please! Stuff me, please!" he whimpered out before quickly lowering his muzzle back to the fox's cock.

Cris' grin grew even more, seeing the eagerness. Patting Bruce's ass, he encouraged the horse to move closer. The colt stood up, hesitantly shucking his towel, revealing a semi-hard horse cock. The fox licked his lips. It had to be at least eight inches already and he wasn't even fully hard. The stud walked closer, lewdly whapping his cock onto the dog's ass.

“Oh my, look at you. I can see why those pussies at school are afraid. You're going to wreck that hole aren't you?" the fox asked with a grin, moaning as the dog began to suck on his more firmly, “Go on, shove it in."

The horse looked down, feeling the dog's rear wiggle back and forth. He slowly stroked himself to hardness, finally hitting that ten inch mark. He replied softly, “If…you're sure…" he said, moving his hips back until that unflared tip pressed right up to the cummy hole of the shepherd. Beurce moaned out into the fox's cock, giving the young guy little warning before sluttily pushing his hips back. That tip stretched the dog wider than ever and his eyes widened at the pain, but instant pleasure. He felt the colt's hands press to his hips and heard the sudden moan as that horse cock felt the warm wetness around it.

“Oh fuuuck…" the colt moaned, “He pu…pushed back…." He said in surprise, his hips jerking forward to shove a few more inches into the dog. Cris watching in fascination as the dog turned full slut right before his eyes. He could tell from the wanton moans coming from the dog that he was in heaven. The horse continued pushing inch after inch into the canine until his balls whapped lewdly against the messy thighs of Bruce, “SH….shit, I'm all the way in!"

Giggling, Cris mmmed, leaning forward to see every inch of horse cock buried inside his pet, “See, I knew he could take you. Now fuck the shit out of him, make him see stars," the fox said with a giggle, reaching out to feel over the toned colt's chest and abs.

Wasting no time, the colt grinned and pulled back, slamming himself back into the dog, causing a yelp from Bruce from around the fox's cock. The fox then moved away a moment, the moans suddenly unmuffled from the dog as the colt quickly instinctively found his rhythm of pulling out five or so inches and jamming his hips back in. Lewd slapping of hips to ass filled the sauma. Cris returned to knww before the dog and guided his cock back into Bruce's mouth. He now took control, starting to fuck the dog's mouth like a Fleshlight. Paws held his head in place, all while Bruce rocked back and forth from the force of the thrusts into him from both ends. Cris could see the look of utter bliss on his face. The horse's cock ground along the dog's prostate as he was stretched wide open.

“Fuck…he…must be a real slut to take me like this…" the colt said, smacking a hand down on the dog's ass, causing him to clench reflexively around him, “God, he's so good….I can't…last…"

“Don't you worry about him. He's for you to use, do you cum whenever you want," Cris said, fucking the dog's muzzle and down into his throat, causing Bruce to gag a bit. The dog began to feel that familiar tingle already growing. He didn't know if it was the situation or simply the size of the horse, but he was going to cum. Hew knew the feeling now. His hips rocked back, writhing into the young horse's dick, causing the colt to moan out into the sauna. Bruce just hoped that he wouldn't cum before the dog could get off again.

“Uhn…uhn…fuck…fuck, I'm close…" the colt announced, his hips rapidly whapping against Bruce's, suddenly jackhammering into the dog's hole. Cris could see Bruce's eyes suddenly shoot wide open. He felt that throat clench around him and knew a slutty moan would be coming out if he wasn't completely filled. He couldn't see the cum the dog was splattering all over his own towel beneath, but the shaking and writhing as well as the “Oh fuck, he's milking me!" from the colt told the fox all he needed to know about the dog's second orgasm.

A sudden bellow from the colt and a firm slam of hips announced the colt's climax as well. The horse's balls drew in, his hips grinding firmly as he moaned and shot an impressively large load into the dog's tailhole. He leaned his head back, breathing heavily as he rode through his climax, each throb causing another throb from the dog's cage. Bruce began to wince while Cris fucked his mouth, his belly feeling more and more full by each passing second as his guts filled with horse spunk.  Gripping at the dog's hips, the colt slowly drew his flared cock back out through the tunnel of the dog's ass. It popped out and Cris instantly felt sympathy for the cleaning staff as a fountain of white cum instantly flowed from the dog's rear.

It was all too much for the girly fox and with a moan, he took was filling the dog with cum, only from the other end. Each throb sent a load directly into the dog's stomach while his ass leaked horse jizz all over the bench.

 “J…jesus…" the colt said, slumping on his towel with shaky legs, Cris pulling back from the dog's muzzle to pat his cheeks. The fox looked down at the cum drunk canine, his vision slightly unfocused. He knew Bruce would be happy taking cock after cock, but looking at the clock outside the sauna, Cris knew the dog had to work in the morning at it was already late.

“Good for you, hun?" Cris asked the coly, letting Bruce slump down into the mess on the benches, head in the fox's lap.

“I…uh, yeah. Thanks for…letting me…" the colt said, his softening cock still covered in spunk.

“Not at all, dear, I bet he'd love to have your cock any time you need a hole to fuck. Wouldn't you?" Cris said, nudging Bruce.

“God yes…." He said, causing a blush from the horse.

“I think I'm going to take this puppy home with me, but catch us before you leave, he'll give you his number," Cris said, smiling to the colt who still had a cute dopey smile on his face.

Cris carefully helped Bruce back to the room after finally letting him shower. Freshly clean and back in the room, Cris let Bruce lie on the bed, his ass incredibly sore and tingly. The fox began to get dressed and looked over to Bruce, saying, “What's your place, boy?"

Trembling slightly at the question and a throb in his cage, Bruce replied, “A cum dump for superior males, Mistress!" he said proudly.

“Such a good boy," Cris said, leaning down to place a soft kiss on the dog's lips with a chirr.

“Thank you, Mistress!" Bruce replied with a grin and a blush.

Bruce was eventually able to get dressed, though Cris had to help a little with balance. After leaving a large tip for the cleaning staff in apology for the sauna and  returning their towels, both went outside and back to the car. Bruce slept all the way home, mentally and physically exhausted. He woke the dog up long enough to get him to bed and curled up next to him. Tomorrow was a brand-new life for the canine. He had finally accepted what the fox knew about him for years. He was meant to serve.