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A Punishment Without Relief Chapter 8: New Understanding For Sinister By Draconicon

'Punishment' was what Andrea called it, and while it wasn't the worst thing that had happened to Ardanis since arriving on the station, it was definitely up there as one of the most humiliating.

The cat was forced to stand in the middle of the shopping quarter of the station, his feet locked into a plinth that held him rigid and still. Little currents of electrical stimulation warred with the slow strokes of the nanites that encapsulated him, ensuring that he had a constant variety of sensations that made his cock hard, then soft, then hard again, almost like his shaft was due for a workout or something.

Left with nothing but black nanite bands around his neck, ankles, and wrists, as well as the black band that kept rolling up and down his cock to tease it, meant that he was quite the attraction to the people wandering by. Some of them merely stopped to look, while others pointed at his hard-on and mocked him for his arousal. Some even came up behind him to grab his ass, muttering about how much it must cost to fuck him.

The last were presented with a list of prices on the plinth, a price list that Ardanis couldn't actually see. Either the customers didn't have time or they didn't have the money, because they always moved on.

The dark-furred cat blushed every time that he felt someone come up behind him like that, knowing that it was only a matter of time until someone did take the offer. It had been two days since he had been put out like this, only allowed off the plinth to go for a bathroom break, only occasionally given food by someone that Andrea sent to ensure his health, but it was already wearing on him. The embarrassment about being a public source of erotic entertainment, the constant paranoia about someone actually paying the price, the fact that people would come up and tease him and push him closer and closer to that orgasm that he just _couldn't get...

It was pushing him close to the edge of what he could take, and all he could hope for was that Andrea would be kind enough to let him out of this before he reached the point of no return._

He'd managed to hold himself together for two days so far, and it was halfway through the third when someone grabbed him from behind and didn't let go once the prices came up. Ardanis froze, biting his lips as he felt his cock throbbing up all the harder, the black band moving up and down his cock as the plinth prepared to shock him again.

Oh god, oh god, he thought, fighting the urge to look behind him. There's someone...oh god, who is it? Who is it?

From the fingers on his ass, how narrow they were, he assumed that it was a woman, but that was no help. There were plenty of women out there that were more than willing to peg a man's ass, more than willing to put them in their place. If that was the case -

Oh god, what if it's Naira?

Even when he'd turned his communicator back on, he hadn't heard from her, and there'd be no messages from the cowgirl when he'd gone back to bed to rest. If there'd been any reaction from her about the transfer of ownership, he had yet to hear about it, but if she'd found him like this...

Oh god, oh god...

The cat wanted to look, but he knew better than to break the rules. He had to keep staring straight ahead, had to keep from breaking the rules, had to keep standing like an erotic statue, even as those fingers started to wander down between the cheeks.

One of them rubbed against his pucker, and his cock jerked upwards in shock and - embarrassingly - arousal. Trained arousal, admittedly, but arousal nonetheless. His cheeks were hotter than ever as he felt that finger press gently against his pucker, almost sliding in before it came to a stop.

"Ardanis..."

A deep sigh of relief fell from his lips as he recognized the voice. Not Naira, but Tesla. Not someone that he didn't know, and not someone that would get him in trouble.

Yet, the fingers didn't pull away. If anything, they moved forward, sliding along his taint until -

"Mmph!"

He grunted as he felt them grip his balls, pulling down on them slightly before letting them bounce up again. The cat's eyes were growing wider and wider as the Dalmatian's grip on his balls got firmer, more eager, pulling and rolling and pushing them about almost like she was the cat and he was a cat toy.

"Mmmph. What...what do you want?" he managed to gasp.

"Are you okay? I mean, you look like you're having fun, but Andrea told me that this is a punishment. Is it a punishment when you're that hard? Have you had a chance to cum? Have you -"

"Hey, lady, stop talking to the statue," someone passing by said. "And stop playing with it unless you're gonna buy it."

The Dalmatian's hand pulled back almost instantly, and he barely bit back a sigh of relief. He didn't know what his Mistress would do if he had been pushed to cum on the statue plinth - or even if he could - but he doubted that it would have been good. It wouldn't have been flat-out evil, not the way that Naira had started going, but it would have been harsh, and he wasn't sure that he could deal with more of that right then.

Tesla walked around to stand in front of him. She wasn't wearing much, just a jumpsuit of nanites that covered her with a layer of what looked like black paint. He could see her cock all too easily, could see the way that it throbbed and twitched as she looked at him. The reminder that he was basically a standing advertisement for sex didn't help, either.

She looked him up and down, one of her hands going to her cock and stroking it. She hummed softly to herself, her eyes slowly going back to his dick again. After nearly a minute of silent stroking, Ardanis cleared his throat, and she jumped.

"Gah!"

"What do you want?" he asked again.

"Just wanted to see if you were okay," she said, shrugging.

"...If I was okay?"

"Well, Andrea isn't usually mean with her punishments, but sometimes she can go overboard, and, well, I wanted to see if you were okay."

The dark-furred cat stared at her, his jaws clenched together lest they go agape. The fact that someone had actually come around to check on him, the fact that someone wanted him to be okay, was something that was so strange, so wrong compared to what he had been going through, that he almost didn't know how to deal with it.

If it hadn't been for the fact that he was tied up right that moment, forced to stay horny and put on a show for the crowd, he might have actually cried a little bit.

As it was, he blushed, shaking his head.

"I'm...okay," he managed to grunt, feeling the plinth charging up. "Um, one second."

The cat did his best to relax, but how were you supposed to keep from tensing up when you know a big shock was coming? He didn't know, and he imagined that there really wasn't an easy way to do it.

Bzzzzzzzzt!

Ardanis bit his lip as the sudden shock lanced through him, starting with a hard, hot shock at his toes that went all the way up his legs, up his spine, into his head, before shooting right back down his spine and into his cock.

When it hit his cock, he screamed, arching his back, his entire body going stiff and his muscles tensing, shaking, clenching down hard from head to toe. He could feel every cramp, but more than that, he could feel his cock throbbing as if on the verge of a hundred orgasms shooting out of him all at once. All that anticipation, all that throbbing need, all that horrendous pent-up power, all created in that horrible moment from the shock of electricity.

And then, just like that, it was gone, pushed back down into the plinth, leaving him with a cock that was overheated, a body that was stiff, tired, and needy, and a dick that was more needy than ever before. He panted softly, and Tesla winced.

"That looked like it hurt."

"Well, it didn't feel good exactly."

"Do you want me to...well, I can try...talking to Andrea."

"She told me that this would be my punishment," he said, shaking his head. "I still picked to let you out."

"I feel bad."

"I dunno."

He shook his head. He hadn't been told that it was a bad decision or a wrong one, but he still didn't know what he should have done back then. She had been a rather mean Dalmatian to him, but was that more because of what Naira was doing back then, pushing people to be mean to him for her amusement, or was it more her own nature?

Was it something that Tesla liked doing, or was it something that she had just done because she'd been egged into doing it?

That was the hard thing to know for sure, but the more that Tesla looked at him in sympathy now, the more he felt like he had misjudged the Dalmatian. Maybe he'd done a good thing, after all.

As he wheezed, recovering from the shock, Tesla looked at him one more time, then nodded to herself as if she had made a decision.

"Wait right there. I'm going to get a friend."

"Take your time. Not going anywhere."

"And try not to get bought!"

"...Wha?"

He watched the Dalmatian run off, her spotted form disappearing into the crowd as more and more people came to look at him. His cheeks burned hotter as he realized that they were more and more interested in him, particularly after the shock.

And it got worse as he realized that the prices on his plinth were changing.

"Discount: buy the slut's ass now, get it for 25% off."

Oh, crap...

The crowd pushed forward, some of them reaching up and grabbing his cock. Considering that it had just been zapped through with electricity, it should have been a bit dead to stimulation, but if anything, it seemed more sensitive than ever. He hissed under his breath as he felt the fingers wrapping around it, the nanites fading slightly to give the hand room to stroke.

And as the woman's hand was replaced by a man's, and the man's replaced by another man's, he felt his cock get rubbed and stroked by over a dozen people in the crowd. They moved around him like he was some sort of tourist attraction, a thick pair of hands grabbing his ass cheeks again, forcing them open and apart.

Ardanis gasped as his hole was suddenly exposed, and his mouth dropped open as he felt a puff of wind right over his pucker. He whimpered, his cheeks burning like the sun as he realized that someone was within inches of actually rimming him right then and there. His eyes were going wider and wider as he felt that touch getting more intimate, feeling the fingers rubbing over his hole.

Oh god...

"Hey, anyone want to loan me a few hundred credits?" the guy fondling him asked. "I could get this guy down and we could all fuck his ass before we gotta put him back. Nobody would know."

Oh fuuuuuuck.

He squirmed, his cock dripping with pre from all the stroking going on. The fact that his balls felt as full as they did was not a help, either. He could feel everything that they were doing, knew that they were planning on taking him even further, and he had no idea what he could do to disincentivize them from buying him.

Tesla, where are you?

One finger brushed against his asshole again, pulling on his pucker and dragging it open once more. He felt it slowly brushing into it, rubbing towards the very center of his rim. His cheeks were hotter than ever, his toes curling in the holes in the plinth was he fought the urge to rise up on tiptoes to try and get away.

The finger was right on the edge of sliding into him when the air was split by the sound of a high-pitched whistle.

"Alright, get the fuck out of my way. Out of the way. I said, out of the fucking way!"

Several people went flying as a familiar minotaur pushed her way through the crowd, and Ardanis wondered if his luck was getting better or worse, considering just who was making her way towards him.

Mina. One of the security guards of the station, and someone that had been rather...affectionate...to him in the past, though not someone that he was particularly sure that he wanted to spend time with right then and there. Particularly not with her not being tied down.

And the fact that she was one of Naira's favorites...

If his wife didn't know about what he was doing, she would the next time that the minotaur was called in to fuck the cowgirl. Ardanis blushed harder than ever as he realized just how exposed he had become.

Mina - and Tesla, to his surprise - came to a stop right in front of the plinth. The minotaur looked down at the prices on the side of the stand, and then back up at him.

"Yeah, this is unauthorized prostitution at the moment. You're going to have to come in to the station."

"Wha?"

"I said, you're coming in to the station. Did I stutter?"

"No, but -"

Mina stomped one hoof on the plinth, and it cracked right down the middle. The much-weakened feline stumbled forward, almost falling right on his face before the Dalmatian caught him in mid-fall.

The crowd was gathering around them, grumbling angrily, but one snort from the minotaur was enough to send them scattering to the four corners of the universe. In seconds, they were alone by the broken wreckage of the bondage plinth.

"Let's get him the fuck out of here before they grow a spine," Mina muttered. "You owe me for this, Tesla."

"I know. You'll get some good stuff from the store."

"And your throat."

"You got it."

He didn't know what was going on, but considering the fact that it was getting him off of punishment duty early, he wasn't going to complain.

They weren't lying about taking him down to the station, but it was a pleasant enough room, all things considered. It was one of the upper-scale interrogation rooms, one with an actual table, a couple of water bottles spread out, and only minor bits of bondage and interrogation tools on display. He imagined more were hidden behind the wall panels, but for now, he could at least pretend.

Tesla was giving him a gentle shoulder rub, not a very good one, but a gentle one that was meant to help him feel a bit more relaxed. Being given something was...strange, to put it mildly, but it was kinda nice.

Still, he was on the watch for when the shoe was going to drop, when things were going to go to hell, and he knew it was going to happen soon. Nothing was ever nice for long.

Particularly with Mina sat in front of him, her uniform pulled up to nothing more than a collar around her neck, her huge cock - her huge, horse-like cock and heavy, sweaty, drenched balls - pushed forward on display. He could see the fumes coming off of them, and even from across the room, he could breathe in her musk with ease, his head swimming and making him more than a little dizzy with each new inhalation.

"What...what did you bring me here...here for?" he managed to ask.

"That's something that I wanted to talk with you about, hon."

Hon. That was not something that he expected to be called, either, but...maybe there were good people out there.

Maybe this wasn't so bad.

The minotaur nodded her head toward the glass on the far side of the room. He turned, only to see a mirror before turning back.

"I'm tempted to bring Naira down here to see what the hell's going on. She got the paperwork that you sent her, but she thought it was a joke until this morning. You wanna know how she found out it wasn't?"

"...How?"

"She tried to call you over, and her receiver said that there was no connection."

"..."

"Yeah. She found out that you got another owner. And that didn't go over well that morning, let me tell you."

"What happened?" he asked.

"A lot of crying on my dick, that's what happened. The size queen might have kept blowing me, but she was crying the whole time, and let me tell you, that's not the kind of slobbering mess I want on my cock."

It was a horrible mental image, and one that was more than a bit cruel, but there was so much humor to the phrase that Ardanis had to stuff a fist in his mouth to keep from laughing.

It's not funny. It's not funny...

Yet, at the same time, it was probably somewhere closer to goddamn hilarious, considering what he had been going through, considering what Naira had been expecting of him.

He had to take a few moments to calm down, leaning away from the clumsy shoulder rub until he had himself under control once more. Eventually, he was able to nod, and the minotaur woman continued.

"She started going on and on about how it wasn't fair that she didn't have her favorite toy around anymore, how she was going to lose the room that she had. God, she was being a whiner and a half, when it came right down to it. I didn't even get the chance to cum in her."

"Was she that bad?"

"I'm downplaying it. Trust me. She was broken up."

"..."

"For all the wrong reasons," Mina added to fill the silence. "That's the reason she's not behind the glass right now. I thought about it, but if her first worry when her husband goes missing is that she can't play with him anymore, then something is fucking wrong."

"You...I thought you didn't like me..."

"You're a Relief Officer. You get paid to let me take out all the frustrations I got on you. Doesn't mean that I'm not going to do my job when it comes to making sure that you're actually safe. So, what the hell is going on?"

"...You really want to know?"

"That's why I brought you here. Now, spill."

So, he did. He told her and Tesla everything that had happened to him, every bit of semi-consensual and non-consensual cruelty that had passed between him and Naira. He confessed his own asshole behavior from the start of things, and how he had been slowly learning his lessons, and shared how he felt as things had gone from bad to worse under his wife's control, how she had seemed to get addicted to the pleasures that came from dominating him.

The way that the world had changed, he shared, and he shared how he had been tempted by Andrea's offer when it had been made. Mina sat up a bit at that, cocking her head to the side.

"Andrea offered to buy your contract? Andrea? Like, the Andrea?"

He nodded.

"Whew," Mina said, whistling. "I didn't think that she'd ever get back into that business. All things considered, maybe it's for the best, though."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, that former whore used to run some of the best intergalactic pimping agencies in the universe. She had an entire quadrant under her thumb at one point, with ladies and bois alike giving service to anyone that had the coin to buy her stuff. Expensive, too, but damn well worth it. She got out of it not that long after coming here, though never did figure out why."

That was...surprising. He had known that Andrea had once been a whore, but he didn't know what she had done when she got out. She'd said that she had earned a lot of money and then left, but now that he thought about it, the fact that she had so much money now, enough to buy a contract like his and still live in amazing comfort, definitely suggested more money than just whoring could justify.

If she'd really owned that many whores once...

Well, he didn't know where he was going with that thought, but he imagined that if she was getting back into it with him, maybe he'd be better treated after a while. And with her contacts, he imagined that she had a lot of wealthy clients that she could work him with, giving him a chance to earn his way through her contract a bit faster than he might have done just as a Relief Officer.

There's more, though, he thought, thinking it through. She quit for a reason. And nobody seems to know why. Maybe there's something else going on...

Whatever it was, he had to admit that it was rather nice to have more people on his side. The fact that the security forces were actually doing their jobs meant a lot to him, and the fact that Tesla had run off to find Mina, and was even willing to foot some of the bill for getting security to interfere, meant even more.

Maybe being good doesn't have as big a price tag as I thought, he thought to himself.

Mina looked at him for another few seconds, then sighed.

"I won't tell Naira where you are if you don't want her to know. If she's got this much of a problem, then maybe I'll just tell her to book it down to Andrea for some therapy or something. That girl's got some issues."

"You say that after you've been fucking her for who knows how long?" he asked.

"Hey, didn't say that she wasn't sexy as hell. Just that she's got issues."

"I guess...It didn't really come out until I started screwing up, though."

"Hey, get over that. You made your decisions, and she made hers. Not your fault that she's gone off it a bit. She's gonna have to deal with that on her own."

"Yeah...I guess..."

Despite everything, he still felt bad about leaving her in the lurch. There was something about it that almost felt like he was betraying her again, forcing her out of his life just so that he could have it a bit easier, rather than working through it with her. It almost felt like he was doing the same thing that he had done on earth, avoiding her and working out his issues with prostitution, though this time he was on the opposite side of that problem.

The cat leaned forward, slumping down and pressing his head into his hands. It was a mess, and he honestly didn't know how to get through it.

"Alright. You made your decision?"

"Yeah, don't...don't tell her yet," he muttered. "I'll figure something out."

"Alright. You need us to walk you back to Andrea, explain what happened?"

"I'll tell her. If she decides I need more punishment, then having other people there won't help."

"Well..."

They both turned to look at Tesla. The Dalmatian fiddled with her suit a bit, running her fingers down along her cock before looking up at him again.

"I did, uh, buy you before Mina broke the plinth."

"...What?" Ardanis asked.

"You did?" Mina added.

"Well, I didn't know you were gonna break it!" the Dalmatian protested, shaking her head. "But we do, um, own his ass for the next few hours. We can do what we want with him."

"Yeah? And the fact that it was an illegal purchase?" Mina asked, then blinked. "Illegal...heh...heheheh...Oh, Andrea..."

The minotaur laughed as she leaned against her hand, rubbing her face.

"Oh god, I can't believe I didn't think of that."

"Think of what?" Ardanis asked. "What's going on?"

"Man, she must have been out of the business for a while, because this was a rookie mistake. She didn't get a permit to whore you out like that, particularly with that kinda price," the minotaur explained. "Hell, I can tell her to do just about anything if she doesn't want a huge charge on her record. Fine or not, she'd be locked out of some of the best places on station if she doesn't go along with it."

"You mean...we don't get to fuck him?" Tesla asked.

"Heh, well, we didn't exactly 'legally' buy him, so we can only use him as a Relief Officer. Hell, pretty sure I can nail her for that, too. Denying a Relief Officer time to do his duties."

The whole thing felt so strange for him. Not just the fact that someone was fighting for him, wanting to make things better, but the fact that he was in the middle of a semi-war of people that wanted him.

Andrea had offered to keep him safe and to make sure that he was cared for, and she obviously wanted to keep him around for money and other reasons.

Naira, in her own twisted way, had wanted him for her own pleasures, for humiliation if nothing else.

Tesla and Mina wanted him for fun, yet, at the same time, they were making sure that he was actually okay.

It was enough to leave him shaken to the core, and he slumped back in his chair as he slowly shook his head in amazement. Mina was still going on about how they could work this to their advantage, making sure that he didn't get in trouble when they took him back to Andrea, and Tesla was eagerly agreeing to it, while he just stared straight ahead into the distance.

People wanted him without him paying for them to want him. He was...just...wanted. It was a weird feeling.

Yet, at the same time, he knew that he couldn't just let this slide. He couldn't let this go with just a thank-you, or something else so petty. This needed something special.

The cat slowly fell to all fours, falling out of his chair and crawling across the room. Mina and Tesla were still yapping at each other, chatting away about what they might do to enjoy themselves with him, and so they didn't notice until he had his nose pressed right up against Mina's balls.

The first breath was hot, thick, and heavy with the minotaur's musk, and he groaned as it flowed down his nose to his lungs like fire in the air. One grunt, two, and he was shuddering from the sheer power of that scent, shaking from head to toe from the way that it was affecting him.

He didn't need the nanites to make him hard. His body had started to learn to get hard from this sort of thing, and he groaned every time that he felt the pressure of the musk in him, carrying pheromones that made him want to submit, that made his hole clench and his mouth water.

It was so much stronger than Andrea's, not nearly as easy to deal with, but all the gratitude that he felt towards the minotaur and the Dalmatian made it much easier. He lifted his tail, showing off his rear end to Tesla, and he felt her fingers find their way to his rump, rubbing around his hole again.

The security officer looked down at him, Mina arching an eyebrow.

"You sure?" she asked.

He nodded.

"Alright. You know what you're getting into."

Indeed, he did. He had served her once before on Relief Officer duty, and he knew how big she was able to get, how hard she was able to fuck. He knew that she would be able to use him as hard as anyone else on station, and then some.

She pushed forward to the edge of the chair, her cock flopping down against his face. She grabbed him by the back of his head, grinding him into her balls, and he breathed in her scent, both preparing himself and numbing himself to the sheer size of what he was about to take down his throat.

One breath after another sent shivers down his spine, and he groaned as he was made to lick sweat from her furry balls. That heavy cock the minotaur sported ran down the back of his neck, brushing against his spine and making its way down to the base of his tail. It didn't quite reach that far, of course, but it felt like it was trying to.

Meanwhile, Tesla was slapping her dick against his ass, the tip of her cock already oozing pre against his pucker. She was bouncing up and down, eager as ever, and he blushed as he realized that he was willing to let her take him.

Not just willing, but almost eager, submitting to what they wanted without even a second thought.

Ardanis lowered his head as he pressed his lips against Mina's balls, sucking on them, pulling the sweat from the fur before licking up from the bottom of the balls all the way to the point where they joined with her cock, dragging his tongue along the crevice between the heavy things and then along the bottom of her shaft.

One lick after another painted wet trails along her cock, making his way along the bulge of her urethra all the way to the very tip. He could feel the pulsing of life through it, knew that she was loving it, getting harder, stiffer, more ready for fun.

He sat up a little bit, allowing the shaft to rise with him, and the head rested against his chest, oozing against his fur, spreading along his pecs. He brushed it in, using her cock like a paintbrush across his chest, milking it out.

And through it all, the minotaur groaned.

"Oh, I'm going to fuck your throat real hard for this. You better be ready for the face-fuck of a lifetime..."

"I expect it," he muttered.

"Heh...I don't know what's gotten into you, Ardanis, but you're going to be one hell of a Relief Officer."

"Can I start? Can I? Please, please, can I please?" Tesla asked, her hips thrusting forward and back, grinding her dick between his ass cheeks again and again. "I want that butt soooooo bad."

"It's...okay with me," he managed to mutter, blushing.

"Okay, okay. Fine. We'll fuck the slut. But just making sure we all got the story straight. He fucking asked for it, and he pushed the issue. He could have sat here this whole time - fucking hell, you want me to turn your face into a pussy that much, fine!"

The single lick along the tip of the minotaur's cock was transformed into a deep gagging grunt as Mina slammed down his throat all at once, making it feel like her cock was lodged in his stomach by the time her balls slapped against his chin. Tesla was no slower, slamming into his ass and taking him from behind.

He couldn't believe he had pushed them to do this but...well...

It was the only way he could think to thank them for caring for him.

The End