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Learning His Place: Ramastered

It was a bright, sunny Saturday as the small crowd of furs and humans alike made their way to the Southern end of the University’s grounds. The rumble of conversation and the patter of shoes and paws on the heated concrete followed groups down each street. There was minimal traffic, allowing many to simply cross intersections without bothering to follow the lights or signs.

The numbers seemed to promise that the Sir Wilfred Hathbrow anniversary picnic was going to be a hit. Previous years, the event had either been rained out, or there had simply been a lack of interest to attend. In this case however, the heat had driven many from the cramped, heated confines of their campus residences to find some shade under the numerous trees and grassy grounds of the park.

Plus, the event organizers had promised food.

Will walked with his master through the throngs of people and furs, making their way towards the park like everyone else. He was a tall, slim human with a head of blue hair, made all the more prominent by the bright sheen of light glistening under the light of the sun. He wore a black, collared shirt, paired with orange cargo shorts and black sandals. He wore prescription sunglasses for now, with the weight of his regular glasses and their container pressed into the fold of his back pocket. A heavy basket was hooked on his shoulder, carrying their refreshments for the day that wouldn’t be otherwise supplied by the event organizers.

His one last accessory was a dark, orange collar around his neck with the words, “Property of Reggie,” inscribed along the outside. They matched his shorts rather nicely, which was one of the reasons his master had approved his fashion choice for the day. His large, handsome skunk master walked just ahead of him, and despite the amount of time they’d been together, he still couldn’t help but stare the anthro up and down with a smile. His tail was so large and bushy…

“Walk a little closer to me, Will,” Reggie said, giving the leash around the human’s neck a small tug. “You’re trailing behind me again.”

“Yes, master,” Will responded, picking up his pace a little bit until he was beside the skunk. A few of the surrounding furs looked over at him oddly at those words, though he was used to the stares by now. Being out in public like this had been weird at first, but over the past few months he’d gotten used to following the skunk’s every command. Things went smoother that way, and some of the looks he got weren’t of disgust but rather… envy.

“We’re almost there it looks like,” Will piped up, noting the line of students making their way towards a line of trees, with a lush field of green just beyond.

“Looks like it indeed,” Reggie agreed. “I don’t suppose you can see a spot that you would prefer to sit in?”

“Wherever you would like to sit, master.”

Reggie grinned, showing a bit of fang. “That’s the right answer, slave,” he said. “We’ll find a nice spot in the shade.”

The anthro skunk then made his way through a line of furs, making a beeline for a far off tree with a healthy amount of foliage blocking the sun. It had been at his request that they’d left that horribly hot apartment: his thick fur simply couldn’t allow him to cool down in such a space. Unlike Will, the only article of clothing he was wearing was a long pair of jean shorts, and even those he was finding hot and uncomfortable. His human was certainly going to have his work cut out for him when they got back.

“Looks like there’s a lot of people here too,” Will noted.

“Why do you think I’m moving fast for that tree? We have to get there before others do.”

“Yes, of course,” Will said, moving into a jog with his skunk master, doing his best to balance the heavy basket on his shoulder. “Seems there’s quite a few people that are… not so willing to be here as well.” He said with a smirk, looking at some of the sullen, hungover faces and muzzles that drooped in a tired fashion. They moved past a group of tired-looking wolves, their tongues hanging heavily from their mouths as they panted in the heat.

“Better here than back in our place, believe me,” Reggie said as they made it under the shade of the tree. He collapsed with a sigh, laying directly on his back with a ragged huff. “You have no idea how hard it is to deal with this heat and all this… fur at the same time.”

Will kneeled down beside his master and places the basket down, gently rubbing the skunk’s muscular thigh. “That’s why I’m here master,” he said. “To make it easier.”

Reggie lifted his head and smirked. “It’s almost erie how well you’ve fit into the role of my slave over the past few months – almost as if you humans were born to do it.” He then pulled his human’s leash from the basket, hooking onto the collar.

“No arguments here, master,” Will responded with a smile, giving one last rub before starting to unpack the basket. He first brought out the cooler of water they’d brought, a bag of chips, and a blanket for them to lay on the grass. The snack was mostly due to the fact that Reggie didn’t believe the promise of food, but it did look like the organizers had laid out two, rather large tables filled with pre-made sandwiches and other, snackable items. The line for each was already getting rather big.

Will laid out the blanket next to the overheating skunk, lifting his leash for a moment to make sure it didn’t hook on anything. That was one trick he’d learned to incorporate rather fast.

Once the blanket was down, Reggie rolled onto it and lay on his belly with an exhausted huff. Will joined him, taking his proper place down at the skunk’s feet.

“Would you like a massage?” Will asked.

Reggie smiled, turning his head towards his toes to eye his human. “No need for the moment, Will,” he answered. “Why don’t you come up here and lay with me? You can pour us some water.”

Will gave a quick nod of his head, pouring each of them a glass of the cool water before laying down in front of the skunk on the blanket. No words were exchanged for a long while as the two of them simply enjoyed the silence. It was quiet and cool in the shade, and they each watched the other students walk past, finding their own place of refuge.

It was after a few moments that a rather large anthro, a ram, larger than Reggie by about a foot, walked up to the tree they were laying under and gave them each a curious look.

“Hello,” the ram began, awkwardly. “I hope you don’t mind… but would it be ok if I shared the shade with you here? A lot of the other places are filling up quite fast.”

Reggie offered the large ram a smile. “Sure, that’s no problem,” he answered. “As long as you have some things to share.”

The ram gave a small chuckle, setting his things down on the grass a respectable distance away. “I’m afraid I don’t really have anything as of yet, but I can go get us some food from the line if you want,” he said, gesturing with his curved horns over to the gathering line of creatures making their way to the tables. “It seems to me that we should get over there fast. The line is getting rather large.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Reggie said, pointing to the grass. “Will can go get the food for us in a moment. Why don’t you get comfortable?”

The ram nodded, and simply rolled onto the grass and sat down with his back against the tree.

Although Will did his best to not stare too much, he couldn’t help but notice that the ram was a handsome specimen. The large anthro was heavily muscled, wearing a jersey of the local University’s basketball team, colored a light-blue with an accompanying yellow lining. He was wearing black athletic shorts, and nothing on his footpaws, (something Will was very quick in noticing.)

“My name is Gregory, by the way,” The ram said, introducing himself. He looked down at the human with a smile. “I understand that your name is Will, though I’m afraid I haven’t met your master quite yet.”

Will blushed a little bit as Gregory looked at him. “His name is Reggie,” was all he managed, before quieting himself as the skunk gave him a little jab.

“You will refer to me as master only, and always,” Reggie said, giving a little nod at the ram. “But yes, my name is Reggie.” He grinned up at the larger anthro, showing his fangs in a dominant grin. “Have you taken an interest in my human?”

Gregory looked away quickly. “N-No, I’m not trying to do anything of the sort,” he replied. “I just noticed you two and was honestly… curious about something.”

“Oh?”

“Yes… involving how you came about to that sort of relationship,” Gregory continued. “You see, there’s this human that I like..”

“Will, why don’t you go and get me and Gregory some food now?” Reggie said, reaching up to unhook the human’s leash from the collar. “I think it’s about time we grabbed some of that grub before the line gets too large. Besides, me and this handsome ram have some things to discuss.”

Will gave a quick nod. “Of course master, I won’t be long,” he said, before hoping up and making his way over to the line. His eyes subtly trailed over the large ram as he left, allowing himself a small smile before tending to the job Reggie had given him. He could only imagine what the two, large creatures were going to talk about in his absence, but it wasn’t his place.

He took his place at the back of the line behind another group of humans. Some of them stopped in their discussion to give him an odd look, but it was only for a moment before they resumed their conversation. He sighed and looked down at his watch, slowly following the line as it progressed while casting the odd look back over to the tree where his master and the Ram were engaged in conversation.

It was at this moment, when he was distracted, that a sudden, unexpected shove from behind sent him stumbling forwards into the group of humans ahead of him.

“Ya, that’s the one that cut in line in front of me,” a voice from behind Will said. He looked back with an annoyed look, apologizing quickly to some of the people around him before he found himself looking up into the angry expression of another skunk.

This one was smaller than Reggie, with none of the muscle or brawn of his much more impressive master. There was a smaller skunk to his left with a matching expression of annoyance, along with two more anthros standing just behind: a wolf and a lion, their arms crosses over their chest.

“Hey buddy,” the large skunk said. “You mind telling me why you cut in front of my little brother here?”

Will looked over at the smaller skunk with confusion. “I-I’ve been standing in this line for over a minute. I didn’t cut in front of anybody…”

“Yes you did,” the larger skunk retorted. “My little brother said you did, and I would trust him over a lying, sack of shit human any day. Apologize to him right now, and let him go ahead of you.”

Will turned to try seeking help from the other humans, but they’d already backed away from him to the side, none of them looking like they wanted to get involved. The gathered furs and other creatures around were being drawn to the commotion, watching the incident with a wary expression, sensing that violence might be close.

“I didn’t cut in front of anyone… I swear, I was just…”

“You can tell he’s lying, his master probably told him to just go ahead and be mindless of the rules,” the smaller skunk sneered. He pronounced the word ‘master’ with contempt, as if it was a term to be despised. “I don’t think we should let him get away with it. You should teach him a lesson, Jared.”

Will began to feel his anger building at the smaller skunk’s knowing sneer. He didn’t know what he’d done to cause this dislike, but he’d done nothing wrong. Surely everyone around could see that.

Jared gestured with a paw. “What do you think you deserve for this human?” He asked. “What would your master do to you if you disobeyed?”

“My master wouldn’t be stupid enough to believe the accusations of a spiteful, miniature little brother, if that’s what you’re asking.”

The larger skunk’s eyes narrowed. “I would take that back if I were you…”

“No, I wont,” Will stated, crossing his arms. “I got in the back of the line like everyone else, and I’ve done nothing wrong. Whatever wrong your little brother thinks I did is a lie.” He looked pointedly at the smaller skunk. “And besides, if I did cut in front of you, why didn’t you say something to me before, hm? Why didn’t you tell me that I had cut in line?”

The smaller skunk huffed, turning his head up into the air. “I did ask you, and you told me to piss off.”

Will couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “Me? I did no such things,” he said. He turned to the nearest group of anthros: a pair of wolf anthros that he’d seen earlier, who’d been standing close to him in the line. “You two, you can vouch for my story, right?”

It looked like one of the wolves was about to respond, before they let out a quick yelp and took two quick steps backwards. Will was about to turn to discover what had the wolves so spooked, when a blast of moisture splattered against his face and chest. A horrible sting filled his nostrils, followed by an awful smell that caused him to fall back against the ground due to the suddenness of the attack.

Will coughed at the awful smell, wiping the dampness on his shirt with his hands and did his best to clear the wetness off the lens of his glasses. He took them off, wiping them on his lower shirt as the sounds of commotion sounded all around. Many of the other furs and humans had retreated, holding their noses and coughing at the awful stench.

Will placed his glasses back on his head, just in time to see Jared slowly pulling his pants back up and lowering his tail.

“There, a skunk spray straight to the chest outta teach you some manners when being rude to your betters,” Jared growled, turning to face Will and placing his paws over his chest. “Probably did what your master would do anyway, bitch. You go back and tell him – “

“Tell him what?” A deep voice from behind snarled.

Jared turned just in time to have Reggie’s clenched paw slam right into the side of his jaw, topping the other skunk right to the ground.

Reggie then turned towards the smaller skunk and the other two furs that had gathered with a ferocious, angry grimace on his muzzle. They took off immediately in the opposite direction, tails between their legs.

He watched them go, seeming to decide whether or not to pursue before he turned back to Will. Seeing his human laying on the ground, his expression relaxed to one of concern. He stepped towards the fallen skunk, bending low and digging his claws into the anthro’s neckfur. Jared let out a yelp, but Reggie held on easily.

“You sprayed my human, you miserable piece of filth,” Reggie growled. “I’m taking him home now, but this isn’t over, not by a long shot.”

Reggie dropped the skunk, who remained cowering on the ground in pain. He approached Will, seemingly immune to the smell that had all the other furs stepping back and pinching their noses.

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up,” Reggie said, picking Will up. “Seems it’s my turn to return the favour.”

---

Reggie carried Will all the way back to their place after the incident. He ignored the looks he was getting at carrying his human pet, and the countless people avoiding them due to the smell. It didn’t bother him in the slightest, but he knew he had to get Will into a bath as soon as possible. That’s exactly what he did.

He turned on the water and prepared a bath, getting a hefty amount of shampoo and a small carton of baking soda. They would be in the tub together for a while together, he knew: it wasn’t the first time he’d dealt with something like this.

“Take off all your clothes and get in the tub, Will,” Reggie said, testing the heat of the water while the fizzing bubbles died down, the bath mixture combining with the baking soda to form a milky-white surface. “Even the collar.”

Will looked up at that. “The collar, master?”

“Yes, even the collar. I’m afraid I’m going to have to get you a new one. Getting that smell out of the leather is going to be a pain, and it would bother you too much. It will be easier for me to simply get you another.”

Will removed his clothing as per instruction, though he reluctantly removed the collar, looking at it with fondness before gently placing it on the counter. The words “Property of Reggie,” still inscribed neatly on the side of the leather. “Are you sure there’s nothing we can do?”

Reggie let out a sigh. “There’s a few things we could try perhaps, but I was thinking about getting that other skunk to reimburse me,” he growled, his expression growing fierce for a moment. “He should’ve known better than to do something so rash and cruel. He knows exactly what kind of effect that has.”

Will took a step forwards and placed his hand on his master’s paw, rubbing it affectionately. “I’d say you already got him back pretty good, master. Though I am a little worried for you.”

“Worried for me?” Reggie raised his brow.

“Well, yes, you hit Jared really hard, and there was blood…” Will paused. “You’re still in school, and that was at a college event with a number of witnesses.”

“Witnesses who also saw Jared spray you, which is also an offence.”

“But what if someone informs a professor, or something?” Will continued. “You could be expelled.”

Reggie grinned. “Somehow, I don’t think anyone will rat on me. Jared and his little brother aren’t exactly the most liked individuals at this school. Nobody will help them out, and Jared won’t go to a professor either, because of what he did.”

“But…”

“Trust me on this one, slave,” Reggie said. He moved forward and placed a reassuring paw on each shoulder. He leaned down towards the human and give him a tiny nibble on the shoulder and lower neck. He smirked as Will let out a little giggle at the touch of his teeth. “No more talking about it, you need to get in the bath, now.”

Will nodded his head, taking a step into the tub and submerging himself into the water up to his neck. He still wasn’t entirely convinced of his master’s safety in the matter, but he knew that tone. The time for questions was over.

Reggie nodded with approval before slowly taking off his own shirt as well. He started to remove his clothing once piece at a time, fully aware of his human’s watchful eye.

“What are you doing, master?”

“Getting in the tub with you, slave. You need a skunk that knows his stuff to wash the smell off of you,” Reggie said, giving a little smirk as he stood straight, completely naked. “Besides, we’re going to be in there for a long time… I have a few ideas on how to pass the time.”

Will blushed at that, trying to keep his eyes straight, though he couldn’t help but let his gaze wander along the skunk’s impressive physique. His master truly was an handsome anthro: with toned muscles along the length of his furred, massive torso, arms the size of a human’s legs, and a most lovely set of paws he’d ever had the pleasure of treating. His eyes locked on his master’s footpaws, travelling upwards to stare at the skunk’s crotch, before nervously meeting the skunk’s eyes once more.

“You always did enjoy the sight of me.”

Will smiled nervously. “I’m sorry, master.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Reggie replied. Then, stepping into the bath carefully, he moved into a seated position and teased his human with a little wiggle of his clawed footpaw over the water, before placing it under the bubbles and lowering himself down. “Loving and showing me affection has never been a punishable offence. And besides, this evening is going to be about you.”

“About me?”

Reggie smiled as he brought himself down, settling into the water and letting his fluffy tail slink over the side of the bath. He had no intention of drying that thing out right now. The water only came up to his middle, and didn’t sprawl out, but rather remained seated at the other end of the tub to make sure his human could remain completely submerged.

“Yes, about you,” Reggie replied, giving an approving smile. “I was really proud of you for sticking up for yourself, and by extension, me, at the park today.”

“You were?” Will said. He rubbed his stomach nervously under the water, looking down at the bubbles for a moment, and the powdered, circling texture of baking soda. “I didn’t think I did a very good job. Not from the way it turned out.”

“The way it turned out was my fault, I didn’t get there fast enough,” Reggie replied. “I wasn’t paying attention, and as a result you got sprayed. I didn’t protect my property.” He grinned, baring his fangs a little bit.

Will didn’t know what to say to that. He kept silent, looking down at the water with a little smirk on his face. It wasn’t until Reggie’s footpaw had moved up to his knees did he notice that the skunk was slowly moving his leg towards him. The tips of the skunk’s claws were rubbing gently at the inside of his thigh, and a small well of excitement grew in his chest.

“What are you doing, master?”

“Just something I know you will enjoy,” Reggie said, his tone dropping to a teasing rumble. He licked his lips, slowly moving his footpaw into the human’s crotch. “Go ahead and enjoy yourself as you see fit. I would come over there and kiss you, but I’m afraid we have to get the smell off you first.”

Will smiled, opening up his legs and pressing them to the sides of the tub. It was then that Reggie’s soft footpaw came to a rest on his loins. The anthro’s footpad pressed his shaft up against his lower stomach, while the wet fur tickled his balls.

“Go on, put your hands on my foot,” Reggie said. “I told you to enjoy yourself.”

Will hesitated at first, placing his hands gently on the skunk’s footpaw. He’d been trained early on that his master’s footpaws were only to be touched when permission was given. Even then, it was only to massage or groom them. He’d never had the skunk give him permission to simply touch them like this, or to pleasure himself.

“Are you sure, master?”

Reggie nodded, his toes gently curling as he rubbing the human’s shaft delicately under his paw. “I think we could both use the distraction,” he said. “I want to see if I can get my slave off by just using my footpaw. Call it an experiment.”

Will blushed at his master’s words. “Is that an order then?”

Reggie nodded his head. “That’s an order, slave.”

With a tiny smile, Will began to push his hips gently into the skunk’s footpaw. The anthro’s fur was soft and delicate under the water, and it tickled the underside of his shaft as it hardened under the unique sensations. He found the situation incredibly hot. He’d never been giving leave to do something like this, and he’d always admired the skunk’s paws.

It felt quite naughty to be getting off with his master’s foot. The situation was already making him rock hard.

Reggie’s claws gently scraped along his stomach as he moved. The skunk’s toes curled slightly with every forward thrust, the strong muscles flexing, though not to hold him down or push him away: only to stimulate. He closed his eyes and let out a small whimper, which was soon accompanied by a dominant growl from his master.

“That’s it my slave,” Reggie rumbled, smiling. “This is what good slave gets in return for his obedience.”

Will huffed and leaned back in the tub, arching his back a little. “Thank you, master.”

“You’re very welcome,” Reggie growled in return, starting to move his footpaw up and down in time with Will’s movements. “Do you remember that ram we spoke to in the park? Before you went off to go and get us food?”

Opening his eyes for a moment, Will shuddered, breaking his rhythm for just a moment before continuing on. “Gregory?”

“Yes, that Ram. It turns out that he would like to meet you for some… ‘training’ sessions,” Reggie said, grinning to show his fangs.

“Oh?” Will wheezed, finding himself growing close to the brink as the tip of his cock somehow found its way between the skunk’s toes. Reggie was squeezing the tip of his dick just right, and he was having a hard time holding himself back.

“Mhmm, you’ll find out what I mean soon enough I’m sure,” Reggie said. “Now, go ahead and finish up. We’ll get you all cleaned up in the next fifteen minutes or so, and then stay in for a movie. The scent should be gone from you by tomorrow.”

Will nodded happily, letting out a small whine and arching his back Reggie flexed that wonderful pawpad pressed into his crotch. He laid his feet flat against the floor of the tub, pushing upwards and holding tightly to Reggie’s footpaw with his hands. His fingers dug into the skunk’s fur, and he could feel the pressure building in his loins.

“Good slave… good,” Reggie purred, wiggling his toes teasingly. “I can feel you throbbing down there. Just a bit longer I would imagine.”

Will let out a quick moan in agreement, his breathing picking up in pace. The smell heavy stink that had been dominating his nostrils completely left his thoughts in those final moments. His master certainly knew how to look after him. He shuddered as he came, adding to the milky-white texture of the tub, and squirting his warm load into the top of the skunk’s footpaw.

Reggie smiled as he felt the thick, liquid warmth blast into the bottom of his foot. He could feel the little impact of each rope of semen burying into his fur. The human had earned his little treat.

“I would say that experiment was a success, no?”

Will breathed heavily and opened his eyes in the after of his orgasm and gave his master a smile.

“I think it was.”

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It wasn’t until the following night that Will saw Gregory again.

As promised by his master, the ram showed up to the door of their apartment. He was wearing a casual pair of jeans and a plain, white shirt, with a collared, black button-up over top. Will answered the door to find him standing there, holding a bottle of wine.

Gregory smiled. “Hey there, little guy,” he said. “Your master said I could come by tonight.”

“Oh yes, he informed me,” Will answered, giving an affirmative nod. “He’s just inside. Come in and make yourself comfortable.”

The ram stepped inside as Will moved over to let him in. The human’s eyes glanced downwards, studying the strong, muscular creature with apt interest. The hallway could barely fit both of them together, and he felt his shoulder gently brush against the ram’s arm. He shuddered a little bit, though he did his best to hide it.

Gregory paused for a moment, looking back at the human. “You’ve lost your collar?”

Will looked down at the floor, rubbing his bare neck with his hand. “Ya... for now,” he said. “Master told me that the smell would most likely never come out of it, but he’s working on cleaning it properly.” He lifted his head to look at Gregory, giving a hopeful smile. “He says we might be able to use it again. I don’t want to get a new one.”

Gregory smiled in return, giving an approving nod. “No, I wouldn’t expect you to either,” he said. “I’m sorry for what happened yesterday, I think I was distracting your master, else he would’ve stopped it sooner.”

“That’s ok, it wasn’t your fault.”

Gregory nodded slowly, and then moved into the apartment.

Reggie sat up in his chair from the living room, leaning forwards to look down the hallway just as Gregory came in.

“Hey hey, there’s the big guy,” Reggie exclaimed with enthusiasm, jumping up from his chair to embrace the other anthro. “How’re you doing? Thanks for accepting my invitation.”

“Oh, you’re welcome,” Gregory said, smiling heartily at the skunk before holding up the bottle of wine. “I couldn’t help but do a little something to show my gratitude.”

Reggie smirked. “You didn’t need to do that, but thank you once again,” he said. “I’ll be sure to have a glass or two the next time I set Will to licking my footpaws.”

Will couldn’t help but blush at his master’s words as he slowly closed the door, pulling the latch over to lock it. The wine would certainly help his lovely master relax.

Gregory chuckled nervously, using his free paw to rub the back of his head. “I suppose that’s one way to enjoy it.”

The skunk chuckled in return, before wrapping a paw around the larger anthro and leading him into the kitchen. He poked his head around the ram’s back to quickly shout out to Will. “Get the chair and all of our toys ready, my slave,” he called. “I’m just going to get Gregory’s things settled.”

Will gave a brief nod before getting to work. He knew his master would probably provide the other anthro with some instructions as well. Reggie was one to plan out the evening before it began.

He moved into the living room and arranged the chair in the center, just as his master had told him to do. It wasn’t facing the television, so it wasn’t ideal, but with two large anthros in the apartment they were going to need some space. He then left and moved soundlessly into the bedroom, opening drawers and taking out the toys one by one: a leash, a spiked collar, a harness, a gag, and another, special belt that fit around his master’s waist.

He couldn’t wait to use that one again.

He arranged them all on the bed in a neat line. Then, he took off his shirt, tossing it into the corner before moving back into the room and settling down on his knees. He sat and waited, listening to the anthros talk in the kitchen. It was only a minute later that Reggie came striding back into the room, with Gregory in tow.

“Ah, just as I told you he would be,” Reggie said, standing in front of Will with his arms crossed, a proud expression on his muzzle. “Kneeling down in front of us, and ready to please.”

“As always, my master,” Will confirmed, giving a little nod.

Gregory grinned, showing some teeth before looking over at Reggie. “I never doubted he would be obedient to you,” he said. “I knew that from the moment I saw you two at the park.”

“Indeed, he never questions my authority, not even in public,” Reggie said. He looked over at Will, raising his brow in an expectant expression. “Will, Gregory is very curious as to why you are so obedient.”

Will tilted his head in confusion. “Master?”

Reggie let out a small chuckle, followed by a sigh. “He’s so obedient nowadays, he doesn’t even question how he got here,” he said, amused. “You see Will, as I’m sure you’ve already figured out, Gregory isn’t here for a normal visit.”

“Yes, master,” Will answered simply.

“What is the nature of this visit?”

“You two are going to double team me, sir,” Will answered, unable to contain a smirk.

“Close, but not quite,” Reggie said. “You haven’t heard most of our conversations I take it, but – oh come now keep your chin up. I haven’t finished speaking yet.” He halted his train of thought when Will expressed disappoint at his announcement. “We have a guest, so I expect you to remain upright and happy.”

Will quickly straightened his back at the skunk’s words. “Yes, master, I’m sorry,” he said, keeping his eyes locked on the larger anthros. It’d been foolish of him to forget his place in the presence of another creature his master was trying to impress. He was trained better than this, he knew. The athletic newcomer was getting to him.

“As I was saying…” Reggie continued. “Gregory is here because he wants to learn how to form a relationship such as ours. There’s a small human that he has a crush on.”

“Oh,” Will answered, his eyes moving to the muscled ram in understanding. “Well, whoever he is, he’s a very lucky human.”

Reggie snickered as the large, intimidating ram gave a little blush. “For such a big guy, you really are a cutie aren’t you?” He said, giving the larger anthro a playful tap on the shoulder. “But yes, that’s the thing Will; he hasn’t made his move yet, so the human doesn’t know just how lucky he is. It’s going to be our job to help our big friend here.”

Will hummed in thought. “Help him?”

Gregory blushed once more. “Yes, I was wondering if that would be alright,” he said, looking from Reggie and back over to Will. “That’s what I was asking your master about.”

“First of all, there’s no need to look at him for approval, he’s got it,” Reggie said, an amused chuckle rumbling from his throat. “Secondly, I’m all game. We’ll help you get this… Andy of yours? Anton?”

“Anthony,” Gregory breathed, letting out a little sigh and smiling.

“Huh, I can almost see the hearts in your eyes,” Reggie snickered. “Anyway, if you want to catch that human’s attention, you’re going to need to work on that lovey-dovey attitude you showed just now. Wait until you’ve got the human by the leash and under control. Then, you can start getting all romantic with him.”

“But, don’t you love Will?”

Reggie moved over to Will as the human looked up at him expectantly. He moved his large head down, licking his human right on the lips and standing behind him, a paw on each shoulder. “I do, but he was reluctant to come to me at first,” he said, smiling. “In order for them to become your slave, first you have to get a little dirt on them. Isn’t that right, Will?”

“Master caught me vandalizing the school statue of Sir Wilfred Hathbrow,” Will mumbled, looking down at the ground.

Gregory’s eyes went wide. “Oh wow, that was YOU?”

“Yes it was,” Reggie answered, grinning and lifting his paw to give Will’s cheek a little pinch. “I caught him, videotaped him, and now he’s my willing little bitch. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, master,” Will said, rubbing his cheek and holding back a subtle smile.

Gregory just stared at the two of them for a moment. “Huh, so, what you’re saying is that I need to catch my human in the act of doing something wrong…. Then blackmail him into becoming my bitch?”

“That’s right.”

“And he’ll like that?”

“Will was rather argumentative at first, but he came around eventually,” Reggie said. “I’m sure your human will do the same if you take him under your control.”

“Are you sure, Reggie?” Gregory responded. “How can you know if the human I’m interested in will even like me? Maybe I’ll just be the one to make him miserable…”

Reggie gave his fellow anthro a small chuckle. “Will, do you think our big, handsome ram friend here should have any trouble finding a human that likes him?”

“Not at all, Master,” Will said, not missing a beat.

“Do you think he’s sexy?”

Will blushed a little bit. “Yes.”

“Would you like give our friend’s footpaws a good clean then? And show him all of the services a good little human will provide his loving master?”

The blush on Will’s cheeks reddened even further as the skunk went into more detail. “I will do anything he asks of me, just as you would expect,” Will said.

Reggie grinned. “Good,” he replied, stepping away from Will to leave his human standing there alone. “For this night, you’re going to pretend that Gregory is your master, and you’re going to do everything that he says. For now, I’m going to stay on the sidelines, and give the curious ram instructions when he needs it.”

Both Gregory and Will blushed a little bit.

“Now now, I would expect it out of the human, but not from a master,” Reggie growled. “Time to put on your dominant muzzle, mister ram.”

Gregory blinked once, looking over at Reggie for a brief moment, as if just realizing what he’d done. He let out a sudden grunt and shook his head, focusing his gaze on the human in front of him. “Dominant. Right.”

“Take the reins from here on out, Gregory,” Reggie said, his fangs showing in a mischievous smile as he leaned up against the wall. “Perhaps I’ll join back in later.”

With a knowing smile, Gregory studied the human in front of him up and down, his eyes wandering. “So, you’re my slave the rest of the evening, hm?” He growled. “I think I know exactly what I’m going to do with you.”

Will swallowed nervously, not moving from his position for now. He had to await instruction, as his own master would expect once the game had begun. He watched with growing anticipation as the ram turned and walked towards Reggie’s favourite leather chair, setting his large bulk down in the seat with a dull thump.

“It’s been a long day of walking for me,” Gregory exclaimed, making a show of holding up his footpaws. “Why don’t you come over here and give them a good clean?”

Will nodded. “Yes master,” he said, making his way towards Gregory. He stopped however, when the ram suddenly lifted a paw.

“Ah ah… I want you to crawl to me,” Gregory growled, a smirk coming across his muzzle.

Will gave another, quick nod before dropping down onto all fours without question. He made his way over to the seated ram, his eyes fixed on the carpeted ground. He raised his head only when he saw the base of the chair, along with the soft warmth of the ram’s foot caressing his hair.

“You can lift yourself up now,” Gregory ordered. “Go on, up on your knees.”

Will carefully pushed himself into a kneeling position, settling back onto his ankles. Gregory had his massive legs crossed in front of him. The ram’s right footpaw was dangling dangerously close to his left shoulder, close enough to lean forward and kiss.

“Good human,” Gregory said, his tone carrying mock appraisal as he uncrossed his legs, bringing his right foot into position. The human let out a small grunt as he pushed his large footpaw into the man’s chest, resting it there and giving a nod. “Well, what you waiting for? I expect that you already know what to do.”

Will nodded and lifts his hands, placing his palms on the back of the ram’s foot. He could feel the heavy pads against his chest. The thick fur rubbed along his bare skin while the pointed tips of Gregory’s clawed toes gently prickled just beneath his neck. The footpaw was slightly larger than master’s own, but that was where the differences ended. His fingers found their way into the familiar musculature, massaging strongly and with firm, practiced precision around the sides.

Now that he’d been given permission to go ahead, Will slowly lifted the ram’s footpaw up to his face. He supported the ankle with his right hand while using the other to rub the side of the foot, pausing occasionally to squeeze or knead into the furry pads. The ram rumbled in front of him, giving him more confidence. Closing his eyes, Will pressed his face into the bottom of Gregory’s foot, inhaling the impressive beast’s stench for the first time.

The intense, powerful odour of the athletic ram filled his nose as Will tilted his head and began to lick. He cradled the immense foot in his hands, clamping down on the tight, sore areas of his newest master’s pads. Eventually he found his way up to Gregory’s toes. His fingers weaved their way into each pocket, wriggling down until he met with the loose, furry skin. He then moved them up and down, rubbing into the lovely clefts and working all the stress from them, before moving on to the next section and repeating the process.

“I know very well how that feels,” Reggie purred, watching the show from the corner with a knowing smile. “How is he doing?”

“Mm, amazing,” Gregory rumbled, relaxing back in the chair and wriggling his toes. He sighed with delight at the human’s little tongue slide up his foot. He could feel the tiny, moist muscle pushing into the base before slowly moving up, flicking at the very tips of his claws. “He certainly knows how to take all the strain out of your limbs, my goodness.”

“He’s been beyond wonderful for that sort of thing,” Reggie nodded in agreement.

Gregory grunted in affirmation, before lifting up his other footpaw. “Do the other one now, Will,” he said.

“Remember to keep calling him ‘slave,’ or ‘bitch,’ Reggie quickly interjected. “It’s good to continue putting him in his place by addressing him as such.”

“Right,” Gregory answer, narrowing his eyes and he slid his footpaw free from the human’s grasp, lifting his other leg. “Get to work, bitch.”

Will beamed from all of the praise and attention he was getting from the two anthros. Excitement blossomed in his chest as the footpaw came up, and he immediately grabbed it and went to work. He repeated several of the same motions as last time, only for this foot he brought his tongue up to the toes, massaging each one with several, careful licks. He moved along each toe, sliding his tongue around the ridges and in-between each one, clearing away the sweat and toil.

Once his tongue had given the pinky-toe a slow, final lick, he moved his hands to the middle of the foot. He kneaded the pads there softly and gently, taking good care to dig his fingers hard into the lining of matted fur. He opened his eyes, watching Gregory with close attention.

The ram looked to be in heaven. He was sitting back in the chair with a content expression, his breathing thick and ragged with the loving attention he was receiving. His toes curled with each squeeze, a low purr appearing in his throat.

Without waiting to gain the ram’s attention, Will moved his head up and opened his mouth wide. He took Gregory’s big-toe into his mouth, being mindful of the pointed claw poking into the middle of his tongue as he did. Once he had it in, he began to slurp and suck gently on the furry nub, his eyes never leaving the ram’s muzzle as he searched for a positive reaction to the new stimulation. He was not disappointed, as Gregory murred lifted a paw to give him a gentle pat.

“Good slave… good,” Gregory said, lifted his head to give Will a grateful smile. “You’ve certainly trained him well; look at him go.” He rumbled, his eyes narrowing with lust as the human slurped noisily on his toe, those delicate lips moving only to begin the same process on the next one.

“Usually he does that for me for a good hour before I take him into the bedroom,” Reggie said, chuckling and pushing himself off the wall. “But in the interest of training you well, I think we should move on to the bedroom. You’re getting the hang of this very fast.”

“Perhaps because we’re both acting on instinct,” Gregory suggested with a grin, his claws gently scratching Will’s head. “Alright, bitch, you heard us. You can drop my paw now, we’re moving into the bedroom.”

Will reluctantly lifted his lips from Gregory’s pinky toe. He obeyed without question, but not before giving that last digit a noisy slurp, licking the taste from mouth. “Yes, master,” he said, giving the ram’s paw a single, slow lick from the base and back up to the toes, before standing up and striding into the bedroom. He was unable to hide the excited bounce in his step.

Gregory rumbled with pleasure and stood up, though he almost didn’t want to. The base of his footpaws were numb with a pleasant, tingling sensation. It almost seemed a crime to place them on the carpeted floor. Nothing could compare to the comfort the human had just shown him.

“Having difficulties standing are we?” Reggie observed.

“Yes,” Gregory uttered, simply. He looked up at Reggie. “My goodness that human is good.”

Reggie grinned. “That’s just the beginning of his talents,” he answered, offering the ram a paw and lifting him out of the chair with a grunt. “Come; we have a whole evening ahead of us in the next room.”

Gregory took in a deep breath and followed the other anthro. Despite the dominance he was showing Will, his heart was pounding in his chest. It took every effort to avoid reverting back to the kind, gentle beast of his usual personality. This is what they all wanted though, and it felt… right.

He walked into the room to find Will standing against the wall, and an array of toys arranged across the bed. His eyes widened as he studied the variety of devices along the mattress: everything ranging from varying dildos, choke collars, gags, and various straps or handcuffs for one body part or another. It was the standard collection of a master and slave that enjoyed this sort of thing, he supposed, yet it was still an impressive collection.

“Impressed?” Reggie commented.

“Most certainly,” Gregory answered. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a collection like this…”

Reggie smiled. “Then clearly you haven’t been around many, I wouldn’t really consider this a huge collection,” he said, walking up and picking up a rather large, blue, silicon dildo in the shape of a canine’s shaft. “But for us it’s enough.”

Will allowed himself a small smile, a blush flushing on his cheeks.

Gregory’s eyes continued to wander, looking all of the devices up and down. “Some of these I’ll admit look rather appealing,” he rumbled, lifting a paw to toy with the tuft of fur on his chin. “Others, not so much.”

“I did have an idea for us, if you’re interested,” Reggie said, a mischievous smile coming across his muzzle. “After all, I think you should be in control of our little slave when we get down to business.”

Gregory allowed himself an eager smile, suppressing the urge to blush as the submissive human had done. “What did you have in mind?”

“Depends… do you mind wearing a belt with a little, leather strap on it?”

Gregory chuckled. “Not at all, though what does it do, exactly?”

“I’m sure you’ll get the idea very fast,” Reggie said with a smirk. He looked over at Will. “That’s one of my human’s favourites, is it not?”

“It is, master,” Will answered. His hand wandered up to fidget nervously with his collar, though only found bare skin. He sighed with disappointment. “But master… my collar?”

Reggie nodded solemnly. “I know, we’ll just have to use the spare for now,” he said. “Go ahead and put the black one on, then clear the rest of the toys away. Oh, and take off those clothes.”

Will nodded and quickly began his small list of tasks. He lifted his shirt up over his head and folded it neatly, placing it in the corner out of the way before unfastening his belt and tugging down his pants.

Gregory stared as the human changed, his eyes wandering up and down the human’s body. The pounding in his chest heightened at the sight, the dull thud of his heart resounding in his ears.

“Gregory?” Reggie said, snapping the ram out of his trance.

“Oh… um, yes?”

Reggie chuckled. “Has my human got you a little infatuated?”

Gregory blushed then, unable to hold his guilt back as his eyes wandered over to the now, naked human once more. He watched Will clear away the toys from the bed, and he felt an uncomfortable pressure build in his sheath. “Yes…”

“No surprises there,” Reggie said with a grin, before holding up a large, leather belt. “Time for you to get naked as well, stud. Put this on.”

Gregory nodded before taking the belt from Reggie, placing it gently down on the bed before working on his clothes. He noticed absently that Reggie was removing his clothing as well, though most of his attention was focused on Will. The human was studying him an obsessed, lustful look as he took off his shirt, followed swiftly by his shorts.

It wasn’t long before all three of the room’s occupants were standing naked in the room.

“Well, you’re certainly as handsome and sexy as I pictured you, big guy,” Reggie purred, looking the ram up and down.

Gregory blushed at that, giving a nervous smile. “Thank you, Reggie,” he said. “You’re quite good-looking as well.”

“Oh, am I?” Reggie answered with a playful smirk. “And what about our little human over there?”

Will did his best to remain still as the two anthros turned to face him as one. They looked on his naked body with almost predatory grins, their eyes searching every feature he had to offer. His legs felt like jelly from so much attention.

He was already used to such attentions from Reggie, but to have Gregory look at him as such sent a trembling thrill down his spine. The ram’s body was beyond perfect: with heavily muscled abs, thick arms, and a heavy package that was already beginning to swell between the beast’s shapely legs. A thick tuft of grey fur surrounded the ram’s sheath, which hung low in a delicate, fleshy package of shorter fur, and a hefty set of rounded testicles just underneath. Each, furry orb looked to be just about the size of a tennis ball, and the thick fur promised Will a concentration of musk that already had his mouth watering.

“He looks just about ready to eat me up,” Gregory observed, smiling at the human’s lustful expression. He lifted the leather belt Reggie had given him, setting it about his waist and fastening it tight at the front. A small, leather leash was clipped at the front and hung down to the left of his crotch. He still wasn’t sure what it was for, but he was ready to let the more experienced Reggie give him some direction.

“Go and lay back on the bed, Gregory,” Reggie cooed. “This toy works best when you’re relaxed.”

With a brisk nod, Gregory moved to the side of the bed, giving Will a playful wink before sitting down on the mattress. He worked his way to the head of the bed, his heavy weight making the bedding dip down and creak enormously.

He settled his head on the pillows and lay back, leaving his legs sprawled. He couldn’t help but feel somewhat exposed in this position now, as the skunk looked right down between his spread legs with a pleased growl.

“You and me might have to have some fun of our own at some point,” Reggie growled. “You look absolutely delicious.”

Gregory gave a nervous chuckle. “Thank you.”

“I’m almost jealous of my slave, but not quite,” Reggie said, grinning, before looking over at Will and giving a quick nod. “Alright, get into position, bitch. I’m sure Gregory will get the hang of it immediately.”

Those were the words Will was waiting for. With a little hop, he crawled onto the bed at the ram’s footpaws, crawling up between those tree-trunk legs on all fours and holding himself close to the leather leash with an obedient whine. He wanted nothing more than to lunge forward and bury his face into the thick mound of flesh in front of him, but he would get that shortly. The spicy aroma of the beast’s musk was already beginning to sing in his nostrils. He inhaled deeply and let out a sigh, whining a bit once more.

“Mm, he’s like an eager little pup, my human,” Reggie observed, moving over to the side of the bed. He looked at Gregory with a smile as the ram shifted on the mattress. “Do you understand what’s about to happen?”

“I think I’m getting the idea now,” Gregory rumbled, his lips lifting into an amused grin. “You certainly have some unique ideas. Did you make this yourself?”

Reggie nodded. “Mhmm, we certainly did,” he said.

Gregory looked down at the small, leather leash trailing down to the left of his sheath. He picked it up in his paw, lifting it forwards and beckoning for the human to come in. “Alright slave… now it’s time to see if you can apply the same skills you demonstrated on my footpaw to my crotch.”

Will nodded quickly, the eagerness plain in his eyes as the ram latched the leash to his spare collar. Gregory spread his massive legs for him and relaxed on the bed. The beast’s plump sheath and rounded, healthy testicles hovered just in front of his lips. The leash held him within a few inches of that delicious treat, not letting him divert his attention anywhere else but to the task at hand.

“What are you waiting for, slave?” Gregory growled. “Get to work.”

With a shiver at hearing those words, Will lowered himself down and pushed his face right into the center of that furry mound of flesh. His nose and lips mushed into the spongy, smelly texture. The primal, sexual scent of heat and musk had felt so distant before compared to the intense, potent flavours he was now experiencing. The ram was quite similar to Reggie’s scent, only with a seemingly heavier, more woody aroma. There was a hint of sweat in the middle of it all, though that at only added to the thrill coursing through Will as he treated the lovely beast.

He lifted his hands and placed them on each side of the ram’s ass, holding those bulging muscles and using them for support as he whined and continued to worship his anthro master. He slid is tongue out and began to lick up the ram’s delicate fur. He started at the bottom of the sheath and worked his way up. The spongy flesh pushed gently downwards, the musky fur tickling the middle of his appendage with each stroke as he left a tiny trail of saliva. Occasionally his tongue would dry from the extent of his efforts, but the taste and smell had set his mouth watering, and he simply had to slurp it back inside and lick his lips to renew his efforts with as much success as before.

Gregory let out a needful whine as the human licked him. His eyes focused down on the actions of his temporary slave, his cock already beginning to swell and make his sheath bulge. His thick meat throbbed heavily within. The human then moved over to the side of his sheath, the leather leash tracing over his tummy a bit as Will tilted his head, getting a new angle to slide that lovely tongue down into the deeper pockets of his crotch. His breathing was steadily increasing as his slave worked. He felt a new surge of excitement as the human’s hand lifted from his buttocks and moved upwards, sliding up the short fur of his taint before gently settling onto his balls, rubbing them with careful affection.

The ram rumbled with delight at that. His cocktip pushed from the opening of his sheath. The human’s massaging hand on his ample testicles had amplified his arousal by a huge margin, and he found he could do little more than sit back on the bed and relax, focusing only on the treatment he was receiving.

“He’s good, is he not?” Reggie said with a grin, watching the show from the sidelines.

“Oh my God, yes” Gregory stammered, his legs slowly moving up and down in pleasured, involuntary motions. “I’ve never felt something like this before.” His toes curled as he dug his claws lightly into the bed.

“I knew you would be impressed,” Reggie said. “Will, why don’t you look up? You can pause for a moment to see the results of your work.”

Will only absently heard the skunk’s words, having his attention invested in the task at hand. His training brought his head up however, and his eyes went wide at the ram’s cock poking free of the swelling sheath, just in front of his wet lips. Although only at half-mast, Gregory was an impressive sight. It was different than Reggie’s length: the tip was more tapered and the shaft more narrow, giving it a pointed, beastial look. As he watched, the shaft throbbed gently on the ram’s stomach, pushing out even further as blood flowed to the sensitive spire. He moaned a little bit at the sight.

Gregory smiled at the human’s reaction. “Just when you thought I couldn’t impress him even more.”

Reggie let out a small chuckle before moving around to the foot of the bed, licking his lips and giving the human a quick smack on the rump to break his trance. “My slave always reacts to big, juicy anthro cocks in the same way,” he said. “He’s always hungry for our meat.”

“Is that so, bitch?” Gregory questioned, his muzzle twisting into a smile. “Would you like to suck my cock?” He gave a small tug on the leash for emphasis, pulling the human back down to nuzzle into his musky groin.

Will nodded vigorously, rubbing his nose into the ram’s balls and giving a delicate lick. He whined with need and rubbed the ram’s thighs with his hands.

“Sounds like that’s a yes,” Reggie growled, moving forwards to kneel down on the foot of the bed, right behind the human’s raised rump. He brought his claws down and gently slid them along Will’s back. He grinned as the man visibly shuddered, spreading his legs with obedience to the presence of his master behind him. “I think it’s about time I join in. I can’t stand to simply watch any longer.”

Gregory smiled at his fellow anthro, noting the rather large swelling of the skunk’s sheath and the tiny tip of red flesh sprouting out at the top. “I take if you’re going to have his ass?”

“What gave it away?” Reggie chuckled. He rubbed the side of Will’s thighs affectionately before dropping his muzzle down to the man’s rear. He exhaled hot air on Will’s bare skin, before extending his rough tongue to give a playful lick. “My slave loves feeling my cock inside his ass, doesn’t he?”

Will whined louder this time, his small body shuddering with pleasure at the presence of the two, strong masters surrounding him. To have such creatures on each side of him, enjoying everything he had to offer, was pure bliss. He got himself into a position to be mounted, before gratefully licking and slurping along the ram’s massive testicles, coaxing the beast’s handsome meat out further.

Gregory shuddered that the human’s continuing treatment. “Are you almost ready, Reggie?” He groaned. “I’m about two second away from ordering this bitch to swallow my meat.”

“Just about my friend… just about,” Reggie cooed reassuringly. He slipped his tongue out and pushed it in-between the human’s asscheeks, licking slowly and carefully to cover each bit of surface under a thick coat of his saliva. His moved his muscular appendage in soft, circular motions along Will’s anus, pushing against the twitching flesh with experienced and needful motions. His beastial cock was now fully extended between his legs and drooping lazily at his thigh. He was ready to mount his needy slave, just as soon as he was done lubing him up.

With a satisfied grunt, Reggie lifted himself back into a kneeling position and moved his groin right up against Will’s rump. He noted the human’s sharp intake of breath with a note of satisfaction. He grinned, and used his paw to lay his thick, erect cock on his slave’s ass, letting it sit just above the crack.

“Alright, Gregory,” he growled. “I’m ready.”

Gregory exhaled with affirmation and looked down at Will. He watched for a moment longer, his legs squirmed and his dick pulsing with need as the human made out with his balls. He left him to the task for a moment longer. The human’s tongue wandered up his balls, lifting his left testicle a little ways before bending around his orb to slide up the side of his wrinkled sheath. He shuddered, and then opened his mouth to say: “Alright, bitch. Suck my cock.”

Without hesitation, Will lifted his hand to grab the base of the ram’s juicy shaft. He pointed it towards his face, studying the yawning urethra winking back at him, before opening his mouth wide and engulfing as much of the anthro’s dick as he could. He slid his head all the way down until he felt the pointed tip hit the back of his throat. Disappointingly, he was only about halfway down when that happened, but he didn’t care. He sealed his lips around the ram’s flesh and immediately began to suckle. He allowed the taste of the beast’s maleness to fill his maw, the slimy organ gently throbbing as the musky, male taste trickled onto every inch of his tongue.

He slowly began to bob his head up and down the shaft. He kept his hand locked around the base so that it didn’t flop free of his lips. It was a powerful, bestial taste that set his mouth watering with hunger, while his eyes and nose continued to sting with the powerful aroma of the ram’s musk. His tongue slid along the veiny length, feeling every dip and bump in texture along the potent flesh. It wasn’t long until the entire upper shaft was glistening with his saliva.

Gregory laid back on the bed with a moan and began to lightly rock his hips on the bed. He couldn’t move much from his position, but the tightness and eagerness of the human’s mouth was simply too much for him to handle. He closed his eyes and began to breathe heavily, losing himself in the stimulations.

So much so, that he didn’t even notice Reggie line up with the human’s ass, and slowly begin to push inside.

Will let out a whine of pain, muffled by the ram’s dick, as his master began to shove that heavy cock inside him. The familiar mixture of pleasure and pain warmed his bowels as he did his best to concentrate on pleasuring the ram in front of him. It was difficult however, and occasionally he was forced to simply clamp down on Gregory’s dick with his lips and wait for Reggie to push his dick just a little deeper.

Reggie looked directly down at Will’s ass as he pushed his cock inside. He moved his hips from side to side in slow, careful motions, pausing when he felt his bitch clench down, before taking the opportunity to slide inside just a few more inches. The process had gotten somewhat easier than the first time. His human had gotten more used to his size, and it wasn’t long before he was fully buried, his dick hilted inside the man’s ass.

“Ahhh…. Fuck that always feels amazing,” Reggie growled, giving Will a playful smack on the rump. “Clench down on me bitch, I know you can be tighter than that.”

Will moaned in answer before flexing his muscles on the skunk’s invading cock.

Gregory looked up. “What are you stopping for, human?” He growled. “Keep bobbing up and down, or I’ll shove my dick up into your throat.”

Will quickly began to move his lips up and down the ram’s shaft some more, making sure that every now and then he flexed on the cock in his rear to please the beast at his back. His own cock was now rock hard between his legs, showing off his full arousal at being commanded to obey the two handsome masters in his bed.

Reggie pulled himself back and began to rock his hips against the human’s ass. He growled as he slid his cock back in, pushing in deeper and meeting less resistance as he massaged his slave’s bowels with the passage of his veiny, animal dick. “I don’t think that’s much of a threat, Gregory,” Reggie breathed, giving the ram a grin as he fucked the human in the ass. “The little bitch can certainly swallow your whole cock if you want him to; he does it for me all the time.”

Will whined loudly, keeping his attention focused on pleasuring the ram’s dick. He overheard his master speak however, and he couldn’t help but give a sharp inhale of surprise, choking at the tip prodded at his throat.

Gregory looked up with a questioning expression. “Is that so?”

“Oh yes, I think he’s been….mmff, keeping things from you.”

Gregory narrowed his eyes down at Will. “Are you not taking in as much as you can, bitch?” He growled, doing his best to look fearsome, even though a tiny smile was cracking at the sides of his mouth. “I don’t think your master brought me here to show me HALF of what you can do.”

Will looked up the ram. His lips were still wrapped around the beast’s dick when he nodded slowly, letting out a small whine.

“When I tell you to, you’re going to swallow my entire cock,” Gregory ordered. “Do you understand?”

Will nodded once more.

“Good,” Gregory purred. “Now, keeping sucking.”

Will closed his eyes and resumed bobbing his head up and down the ram’s dick. He could sense the pressure building under the experienced motions of his tongue. Every now and then a small trickle of precum would emerge from the tapered tip, drooling out from the depths of that yawning urethra to fill his mouth with a salty, warm taste.

With the ram squirming at his lips, Will also couldn’t help but wince every time his skunk master thrust forward into his rear. Reggie was being more gentle than usual, though he figured it was because he didn’t want to upset their guest, more than he wished to lookout for his well-being. He could feel Reggie squirting the odd bit of precum inside him as well, adding to the warmth and saliva that was already there.

After that moment, no further words were exchanged. As one, the two anthros on each side of Will began to breathe heavily, their breath coming in heavy, ragged gasps. Each creature was growing dangerously close to the edge. He didn’t know which one would empty themselves first, but he simply focused on the task at hand, doing his best to suckle the cock in his mouth while clenching periodically around the one in his rear. He waited for the moment he knew was coming… waiting to hear those words.

“Alright, bitch,” Gregory hissed through a set of clenched teeth. “Swallow it… ngggghh…”

The ram didn’t get a chance to finish as Will immediately opened up his throat and shoved his mouth down Gregory’s juicy cock. His throat expanded to take in all of it, making a large, distinctive bulge in his neck. He winced at the intrusion, though he knew he could do it. He swallowed around the throbbing meat, suppressing his gag relax as Reggie had taught him many times before. He shoved his nose into the thick patches of groin fur at the base of the shaft, whining and inhaling that scent one more time.

Gregory’s eyes glazed over as the human swallowed the entirety of his cock. It was a sensation he’d never felt in his life, and pleasure that proved to be too much for him to handle. He opened his mouth and gasps, his large hips thrusting gently into Will’s face as he came. His paw came to a rest on the human’s head, holding him still as his massive load blasted right down the human’s neck.

It wasn’t long after that Reggie added his load to the mix as well. The skunk let out a dominant growl and rammed his anthro dick hard into the human’s ass, not bothering to hold back any longer now that his human had successfully taken in all of Gregory’s meat. He shivered and hunched over his human, continuing to move his hips in slow, shuddering humps as he shot his semen deep into Will’s bowels. Heat and liquid warmth pooled around his dick by the third rope of semen, and it wasn’t long before the leftovers of his emissions were dripping down the inside of the human’s thighs.

Will kept his eyes closed and made sure that he got as much of the ram’s semen down as he could. The throbbing cock was visible in his neck with each, powerful pulse, showcasing the hot, sexual fluids and their journey from the ram’s balls, into the shaft, and then down into his awaiting stomach. Those huge, powerful muscles on Gregory’s legs and abdomen flexed strongly with each shot of seed.

Slowly, Will allowed the ram’s cock to slip free of his mouth. He couldn’t yank it out immediately without consequences, so he simply allowed the shaft to slip free on its own. As he pulled back, the entire length continued to throb and spit up cum into the back of his throat, fill his mouth, before finally slipping out past his lips and splattering a few, healthy helpings of jizz onto his face.

Reggie simply remained buried in Will’s rear. He hunched low over his human with a happy expression, letting his last bits of seed dribble out from the tip of his cock. A rather large puddle had already gathered between the human’s legs, which his slave would be more than happy to clean up once they were done here.

They all basked in the afterglow for a long minute. Exhausted, happy breathing resounded around the room, which was heavy with the scent of bestial sex. Will was still for a long moment while the two anthros caught their breath. He lifted his head, spying the ram’s limp, wet cock on his thigh, covered in semen and spit. He moved in and gave it a kiss, resting his chin on the ram’s groin and looking up with love and adoration.

Gregory smiled down at Will. “You’re the luckiest anthro alive to have a human like this, Reggie,” he breathed.

Reggie nodded and licked his lips, swallowing a little bit as he lifted himself back into a kneeling position behind Will. “You have no idea,” he said with a happy sigh. “But once again, remember to call him your bitch, not my human.”

“Oh right…” Gregory chuckled. “It’s hard to remember that sometimes, especially now.” He added, nodding down at Will, who had already nuzzled his face against the ram’s wet dick and was planting little kisses along the shaft.

Reggie smiled, looking down at the human with satisfaction at the continued affection he was showing their guest. “Maybe once you have a human of your own, you can bring him here for some more fun.”

“I would like that very much,” Gregory said, accepting the offer with a wink. “But… first we have to wait and see if I can get him…”

Reggie smirked, running his claws gently down the human’s back and watching him shiver with pleasure. “Oh… don’t worry about that. I think Will and me have a little idea.”

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Gregory couldn’t help but feel a little ridiculous as he hid behind a tree near his human’s house. It was dark, and there were no streetlamps near him, but even the largest tree could have trouble hiding his massive body.

Also, technically the human wasn’t his yet, but he had high hopes in Will and Reggie’s information.

Will had done most of the groundwork, and found out where the human Gregory had a crush on lived. It had been a rather simple task of finding out. The only downside was that this particular human lived outside of the university grounds by a good couple of miles, in a two-story house with four other humans. At first he doubted the accuracy of the information, but his doubts vanished as soon as he saw his human crush pull up in a broken down beemer, and head into the house for the night.

Anthony was his name, Gregory thought, letting out a deep sigh as he thought about him.

It almost felt cruel, trying to catch his future human doing something naughty so he could use blackmail. It felt like he was cheating somehow. That he wasn’t using his charm or his good looks, but rather forcing a human to be with him.

The skunk however, had reassured him that this was the way to do it. This was the way that he could get his very own slave… a Will of his own.

With another sigh, Gregory got his camera ready, focusing it on the human’s bedroom.

Anthony was doing homework now, from the looks of things. Nothing irresponsible, or embarrassing… or anything that exciting really. The human was sitting at his desk, staring a computer screen of text.

If Gregory had felt stupid before, be couldn’t help but feel ridiculous now. What was he hoping to find? Some sort of miracle evidence he could use? His Anthony was probably a saint. He could spend all night here without having a shred of evidence to use against him.

Gregory growled. He would wait until the human went to sleep. Then he would go home.

It was a good hour later before Gregory finally got the footage he was looking for.

He quickly lifted the camera to point at the human’s window, looking in as he saw Anthony walk to the door, lock it, and then move back to the other side of the window. The human was lost from sight for a moment, but when he came back into focus he had to hold back a sudden gasp, nearly dropping the camera.

Anthony walked back into view of the camera wearing a collar around his neck, and he was completely naked.

The human brought up a brown, leather leash and attached it to the silver loop at the front. He then worked his way around the bed and sat down at the desk, browsing his computer.

Gregory struggled to keep the camera still as he shook from excitement. The human he’d had a crush on all this time was wearing a leash! He simply couldn’t lose view of his prize now. Though the computer screen wasn’t visible from his spot, it would be a simply task of just getting a little bit closer.

He popped out the bushes and kept low, keeping out of view of the streetlamps as he padded across the street. He realized after a moment that he would extremely suspicious to anyone watching at that moment, sneaking across the street like some sort of trash-diving raccoon, but it was too late. His attention was focused entirely on what was going on in the room in front of him.

He got close to the left of the window, raising the camera once more and holding his breath. A little whine escaped his muzzle, but he quickly raised a paw and held his jaws shut. The scene was almost too much.

Anthony was jerking off at his desk. Not to just any sort of porn however, but a video a huge, muscular ram fucking a human from behind. The human in the video had a very similar leash around his neck, and ram was thrusting into him into a most savage way.

Gregory felt his sheath press against the front of his pants.

Anthony had one hand wrapped around his cock, while the other pulled hard on the leash as best he could. It was an odd setup, but it was seemingly doing the job. He had his eyes fixed on the screen, watching the show and practically drooling at the sight of the beast going at it. He was mumbling something under his breath.

Gregory got a little closer, holding the camera up.

“Good boy… I’m a good boy…” Anthony was whining, right before he closed his eyes and plastered his load all over his bare chest, tugging the leash painfully tight.

Gregory wanted nothing more than to stay, but he knew he had already overstayed his welcome. Closing the camera, he skulked away from the window and back onto the street, walking to where he’d parked his car.

He had him… and it was going to be much easier than he suspected, he thought with a grin. Anthony was going to be his property.

The end.