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I lived in what many would call an unconventional household. Most would likely think Master Bear treated us poorly or kept us against our will, but that was never the case. Me and Husky gladly signed the contracts with the help of our lawyers. If anything, it was Master Bear doing everything in his power to CONVINCE us to drop out of society to do nothing but be his sex slaves until his death. By the time we each signed the contracts, neither of us ever needed to worry about real-life problems ever again.

As far as I ever bothered to figure out, Husky and I didn't have elaborate backgrounds. I grew up a black sheep of a middle-class hyena family. They stopped being in my life the moment I decided to come out of the closet at college graduation. As for Husky, he mentioned a perverted stepdad and turning tricks at gas stations multiple times before meeting our salvation. Speaking of whom, Master Bear didn't pull the stops from what he expected us as his loyal sex slaves. His real name was Ken Daniels, a black-furred grizzly bear who worked as the senior manager or maybe CEO of a contracting firm (as far as I could tell), and demanded we be his housewives whenever he didn't feel like blowing off some steam inside of us. A task we gladly performed.

Sometimes we needed to multitask. Just this morning, after cooking a hearty breakfast for the three of us, I had been washing dishes when Master Bear appeared behind me for lunch break, then growled in my ear not to turn around. As always, I sheepishly obeyed, then felt him untie my sexy apron from behind and unceremoniously pull out the expensive butt plug lodged between my ass cheeks. Nearby, Husky watched from the living room as Master Bear railed me against the granite countertop with such ferocious lust.

"Good bitch, good hyena!" He snarled ravenously into my heated ears. "Grrrrrrrr!"

"Mmmmfh! M-M-Master!" I moaned, pressing my back to his larger chest. "Fuck me!"

"You're such a little cock warmer," he huffed between solid thrusts. "You like being Master Bear's little fag? His lil' cock-warming faggot yeen?"

"Fuck yeah!" I wailed after setting down a washed utensil and gripping the countertop for support, letting the larger bear pound me. "Fuck me, please! Fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeee--ahhhh! Nnugh! Nnugh! Ahhhhhh!"

Fuck me, he did. Master Bear used one paw to hold my tail up between his exposed chest and my sweating back, his bathrobe creeping free inch by inch. With the other paw, he aggressively fondled either my inner thigh, a spread ass cheek, sensitive nipple that needed to be pinched, or to grab my throat without squeezing down. Meanwhile, I did everything in my feeble power to keep rinsing the dishes without dropping one in the process.

"You'll get your fun tonight, pupper," Master Bear informed husky without slowing down his fucking. "Now get back to cleaning the bathroom!"

"Yessir!" Husky bolted back around the corner to perform his task.

By the time that he finished inside me, Master Bear immediately got to clothing himself and getting ready for work. Though not before planting a kiss between my ears as he prepared to walk out the front door to his car, leaving me and Husky alone inside the massive two-story Victorian-styled house.

Contrary to watch some of his friends expected, Master Bear gave us permission to have sex when he wasn't present at home. He allowed Husky and I to do whatever we wanted so long as a) we still performed our housekeeping, cooking, and maintenance chores, b) it didn't interfere with being ready to pleasure him at a moment's notice, and c) we filmed ourselves in front of a security camera within the home for his later pleasure. So, after finishing half of our chores, Husky bluntly invited me into the living room after placing down a larger towel directly where the security camera pointed.

We did many things for about an hour. I fucked Husky, Husky fucked me, we sixty-nined, rubbed our bodies together while providing the camera a view of our asses, as well as made out like horny schoolboys. Somehow, the two of us even made enough time to role-play as inexperienced virgins. All for Master Bear to jerk off to at work, or to share with his like-minded friends.

We really needed a shower, which annoyed Husky quite a bit. "I just cleaned it!" He whimpered. "And I've still got dusting to do in the basement and vacuuming the study!"

"I'll help you out," I suggested, my tail wagging against his and my paw caressing his tense shoulder. "The two of us can make cleaning the bathroom again much quicker."

"Thank you," Husky said, to which I replied with a peck on the lips.

We managed to clean up ourselves and the bathroom half an hour later. Afterwards, we resumed each of our chores and I found enough time to properly cook a hearty meal for dinner. I boiled and seasoned some gourmet macaroni and cheese with chopped onions, mushrooms, and diced ham mixed in, with a side of grilled chicken and for dessert, a freshly baked batch of cookies. I originally used to bake regular chocolate chip cookies in the past, but Master Bear's doctor wanted him to avoid sugar to lower his blood pressure.

Still, he greatly enjoyed dinner, and showed his appreciation to me and Husky in bed later that night. He fucked Husky first while I watched, pawing myself afterwards while he and Master Bear spitroasted me. They fucked my holes with such fervor, I almost passed out from lack of oxygen. Only to be given wonderful air after being filled on both ends.

"Phew!" Master Bear hugged us close to his stained chest, breathing heavily yet grinning from ear to ear. "Goddamn! I love you two so much..."

"I love you too, Master," Husky murmured sleepily, grasping my paw with his.

In turn, I smiled softly into his hairy right pec. "Me too, Master."