What's Wrong With Me? Chapter. 5 I Can Take Only so Much Punishment...

Story by FrostbiteFalls on SoFurry

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#6 of What's Wrong With Me?

Something constantly calls me back to this man. It's like a voice, a warning even... I absolutely adore it.


The smell of a wet dog is quite a wretched one indeed. Mr. Yowler's lustful pants were the only sound filling the room with the exception of his hips meeting my well used flank. Despite his frantic speed he absolutely had zero technique when it came to fucking, "All he cares about is getting his rocks off." I thought to myself, managing to stifle any grunts of false pleasure. All that comes with experience. I'd let a moan slip out every now and again in order to not raise any suspicions of how I truly felt about this pointless endeavor. Mr. Yowler yipped slightly in a pleased tone, his tail wagging in approval as he smacked his powerful hips against my plush flank, "You like that don't you boy? The way my cock spreads that trained ass of yours?" He said, panting into my ear. I murmured something undesirable before responding, "Y-Yes sir!" I let another grunt slip and rocked my hips in rhythm to his thrusts. I looked at Horment out of the corner of my eye, inwardly chuckling at his disheveled state. I mouthed to him, "Soon it'll be your turn." I let a smirk form on my lips as he sat in the corner, his knees tucked into his chest. I sometimes feel bad for him though, he fell for the same trap I did... I sighed and whispered to myself, "Master has us right where he wants us...."

I bit my lip as I felt Mr. Yowler begin to drill his large knot against my hole. It was sour beyond belief since he didn't believe in using lubrication, he claims that only pussies use it. Of course when I first heard that I groaned in dismay. "I hope you're ready for a big one boy. I've been saving this one just for you." Mr. Yowler said, before digging his harsh carnivorous teeth into my feminine shoulder. "N-nngh! T-that hurts sir!" I tried my best to maintain my innocent facade, not wanting to stir up any more punishment. I let out a slightly exaggerated gasp as his knot finally forced its way into my awaited slave hole, the large K9 instinctively howling as he blew his load into me. My ears folded against my head as his howl bounced off the wall of his sex dungeon, echoing in my head. Mr. Yowler held me tightly as he rode out his climax, rocking his hips against me. I finally decided to speak up, "W-was I to your liking, Mr. Yowler?" I smiled nervously, the pressuret in my ass starting to coax out my length further out of hiding. Mr. Yowler simply smirked before cruelly yanking his knot out my ass. I let out a shocked scream, my tail immediately falling to protect my anus from any further punishment. I whimpered in pain and looked back at my abuser, giving him the best frowny face I got muster in order to hide my blistering anger. He chuckled and mocked my expression with his own, "What? Was that supposed to guilt trip me?" Mr. Yowler chuckled once again, walking over to his wall of whips, "Spare me." I turned my head back to the wall, trying to think of a way out of my current predicament, "I can not allow this piece of shit to get the best of me...." I thought, silently taking in my current position. My hands were bound above my head by a chain connected to a hook in the wall, my legs spread apart with a spread bar. I was at a lost with what to do, I'm absolutely powerless...

I was rudely pulled from my thoughts by an unrelenting whip on my back, "F-Fuck!" I bit my tongue to silence my imminent flurry of insults for Mr. Yowler. "Insulting this asshole will get me nowhere." I thought, preparing myself for another hit... It never came though, I let my body relax before immediately regretting my decision. Another harsh whip landed right on my back, forcing a yelp from my punished body. "I guess your Master hasn't trained you as well as he thought." Mr. Yowler let is shit eating grin spread across his face, as he met my fiery glare of pure hatred. I couldn't help letting my dismay show, my facade shattering like a cheap glass vase. I smirked as Mr. Yowler's cocky look vanished as he raised his whip once more. "Come you pussy ass bitch! You hit like a girl!" My mental stability easily cracked as I insulted him against my better judgement. He grinted his teeth in anger before letting several devastating hits let right on my flank, causing me to yell as the pain skyrocketed to excruciating levels.

I bit my lip hard, drawing blood for once. "N-no one talks shit about my master's teachings and gets away w-with it!" I snapped at Mr. Yowler, tears rolling down my cheeks as I whimpered. He proceeded to raise his arm again before hesitating, locking eye contact with me. His muscles tensed before noticeably relaxing as he sighed, dropping the whip. He growled in frustration, scratching his head, "Whatever kid.." Mr. Yowler shook his head and decided to bring his attention to Horment, smirking devilishly. "I suppose I'll give your friend here a break and use you for once. I did pay for BOTH of your services after all." He walked about from us to retrieve a ballgag and a blindfold, swiftly putting them on me. I whined in annoyance, struggling against my binds. Only thing I got in response was a firm smack on the rump before I could hear Mr. Yowler's voice, "Come on now, Horment? I'll give you the special treatment since this is our first season." His sentence was followed by his signature devious chuckle as I could hear his and Horment's footsteps fading away as they ascended the staircase back to civilization. The door to the cellar was shut with an audible click, signaling that I was now alone with my abused body and lonesome thoughts.

I'm not sure if I fell asleep or if time just flew by but it feels like two minutes pasted and my Master had came back, undoing my binds and removing my blindfold. "Mmphst!" I tried to exclaim his name in glee yet my words were muffled by this wretched gag. Master chuckled in amusement, "You can't talk with your mouth full Innocence." He proceed to remove the gag from my mouth, a light blush forming on my face as I realized my stupidity. I hugged my master lovingly, burying my face in his chest to take in his intoxicating scent. Lucky enough for me, my Master returned my unacceptable gesture by hugging me back and holding me in his heavily grasp. I shamefully quivered in his grasp, my violet tail swaying pleasantly behind me. "I'm really happy to see you once again Master.... I-I don't really enjoy being in the presence of Mr. Yowler sir..." I decided to take the risk of showing my disliking for or neighbor, keeping my gaze elsewhere to avoid making eye contact. Master shrugged his shoulders, "I understand, he's a bit too rough with my little money makers." He released me slowly, smiling at me as he walked up the staircase. "He must've really put you to work boy. Heh, you've been out for two hours I believe." He wagged his finger at my, gesturing me to follow him upstairs. I obediently followed two steps behind him, like all well trained slaves should. When we exited the basement we stepped into the foyer of Mr. Yowler's home, the sun as indeed set outside. I scanned the walls for a clock but couldn't find one. "It's 8 P.M boy." Master said, sighing as he stretched out with a pop of his back. I nodded in understanding, "May I ask where Horment is?" "He's already in the car, Mr. Yowler must've had a really heated session with the boy; knocked out the minute he sat in the cushioned seats." Master stated with a smile exiting the home, me being the one to having the close the door as I exited as well. I walked over to the grey jeep in silence, taking my usual seat in the passenger seat, "Shall I entertain you while you drive Master?" I smiled softly, wanting to thank my Master for his show of affection down in the basement. He simply shook his head and started the car, turning on the passenger seat warmer, "Nah, I'm sure I'll be fine for now. You should get some rest for now to be honest, I have some more errands to attend to before we head home." He glanced at me before pulling off, driving at a steady pace. I eyed him for a moment before relaxing in my seat, letting my pains melt away into the warm cushions.

"As you wish... Permetheus..."

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