A loud yawn erupted from Johnny as he awoke from his sleep, in front of him was Tim, the kid he abducted just the day before. A smile crept up his face as he got off of the bed, thinking of all the fun he would have with him for a long time. He quietly exited the bedroom and went to his kitchen peeking out of the sunny window. The golden retriever threw some coffee in the pot and let it brew. He thought about all the things he had to do now he had Tim, Ugh I need to change his name, get him into school, make friends, get legal rights. That's so much work! I need to relax for a bit before I tackle that.


Johnny poured his coffee and went to the couch, turning on the tv and flipping through channels. He caught the tail end of his favorite show, but once it was over the daytime news started to roll. The dog rolled his eyes at the drama going on in the world, assaults, robberies, and the such didn’t interest him. The next segment caught his eye however, a story about a missing fox, a runaway who left his farmhouse just a day ago. Johnny started laughing, almost howling up at his roof. When he caught his composure he pressed record on the remote, capturing the moment on TV for as long as he needed it.


All the laughter however, woke the young boy up, Tim was bare naked and sore from the treatment he got last night. Still groggy he did not notice he didn’t have any clothes on, and walked to the living room. The fox cub saw Johnny and asked, “Whatcha watching?”


Quickly, the dog flipped the channels, quietly swearing under his breath and responding rather unconvincingly, “Eh, nothing bud. Just flipping through ya know?” He turned over and looked at the cub, “Hey! Why don’t you have any clothes on you goof?”


Tim looked down at his feet, flinching at being reprimanded, “Mister, you took my clothes remember? I don’t know where they are! I’m sorry…”


Johnny looked up in surprise, remembering that to be the case, “Oh sorry bud! I guess I gotta get you some clothes too. Hey you must be hungry right? Let’s eat some breakfast. You like cereal? I think I got some sugary stuff…”


Tim responded enthusiastically to the suggestion of food, remembering he hadn’t eaten since yesterday. The cub sat at the table and waited for Johnny to get the food.


Johnny poured two bowls of the sugary stuff Tim said he liked, and went to get the milk. A devious thought crossed his mind, leading him to grab a vile of powder from the cabinet. He poured a bit of milk in both bowls, but mixed in a bit of the mysterious powder from the vial in with Tim’s bowl. He sets it in front of the boy, and they get to talking.


“Hey mister, I’m sorry for how I acted yesterday. I yelled too much and fought back, I shouldn’t have done that. I broke your rules, and you handled it pretty well...” Tim said, twirling his spoon in the cereal.


Wow, thought Johnny, this is going better than expected, he doesn’t even mind. “W-Well” the dog started to say, “Thank you for admitting your mistake Tim, and you don’t have to call me ‘Mister’ anymore, you can call me Johnny.” The ate in silence for the most part, Johnny fantasizing on all the ways he could fuck and dominate Tim, and the boy’s mind being mostly blank, “Hey I got a question for ya Tim,” Said Johnny, almost done with his food at this point. “What was your favorite part of last night?”


The boy flinched at the question, he knew he liked it, but still was unsure about how rough the dog was to him, tying him up and fucking him on that cold table. He took a minute, not able to find an answer, before just throwing something out there. “Uh I guess everything was pretty nice…” Tim said, slowly eating the food.


“I thought so…” Johnny replied, picking up on the tone from the boy. “I’m glad you like it here, I guess we could talk about your farm life later, but I guess you just want to eat right?” The cub nodded and started to pick at the cereal. 


Johnny sat up from the table and told Tim “I gotta make a few phone calls. Don’t worry though, I’ll be right back.” He got out of earshot and took his phone from his pocket, calling off of work first, saying that he was sick and couldn’t make it in today. Once that was taken care of, he looked through his contacts, trying to find a name that was very familiar to him. Once he saw “Cliff” in bold black letters on his screen he made the call, the panther answering almost immediately. “Yo John-Man what’s up?” Asked an in-charge voice from the other side.


“Yo dude… You won’t believe what just happened, I got someone.” The dog said, speaking in a sort of code that only the two knew. “He’s perfect, and I got some stuff in him right now, you down for some fun?”


The voice laughed from the other side, and Johnny heard the burning of a cigar in the background. After a small pause and an audible blow of air out onto the phone speaker, he got his answer. “Damn Johnny, you never cease to amaze don’t ya? You bet your bottom dollar, I’ll be over. You’ll wish you didn’t invite me, cause that ass is gonna be completely obliterated once I’m done with it.” Johnny smirked and hung up the phone, heading back to the kitchen, to a now, dazed Tim.


“Mist- Johnny, I feel a bit sleepy, can I go back to bed?” The boy asked, struggling to keep his head up.


“In a bit boy, follow me to that room we were in yesterday, we’re gonna have some more fun.” Johnny said in a reassuring tone, grabbing Tim’s hand and leading him up the stairs, almost dragging him up each step. Once they reached the door, he closed it behind them, locking it and pulling Tim in further to the middle of the black floor. He grabbed the cub and starting manhandling his little body, placing him on the table he was so familiar with. He reached around, grabbing the fox’s fuzzy sheath and rubbing it up and down. “I never let you cum huh? I don’t know if you even can right now.” He said to himself, watching as his stimulation let Tim’s small cock out. “Ok, that enough fun for you, at least for now. I’m sure you’ll be cumming by the time we’re done with your tight ass.” He wrapped and tightened the straps around the fox’s wrists and legs, making sure he couldn’t move. The dog kept his clothes on for the most part, only taking his shirt off so he could rub his bare body over the cub’s. 


Johnny walked over to the wall, where he proudly displayed all of his toys. Dildos, vibrators, cages, gags, and everything else one could imagine was there. Deciding to ‘help’ the boy out, he grabbed two of the dildos off the wall. One being a knotted cock, smaller than Johnny’s. The other was a much large horsecock, which piqued Tim’s interest.


He lubed up the small one and went over to the kid, who still was a bit loopy from the special ingredients Johnny put in his cereal. The boy gulped down hard when he saw the man get closer, holding the toy in his hand. Once he got up to him, without warning he shoved the toy deep inside the cub, having poor Tim cry out, pain and pleasure mixed into one loud yell. “Hmm, guess we don’t really need this one.” Johnny said, tossing the item aside and grabbing the monster next to him. He uncapped the bottle and started pouring and making the large horsecock-shaped toy get all nice and wet. He adjusted a few things on the table to make it easier for him and lined it up. “You ready?” he asked, half jokingly.


“I- I don’t think it’ll fit, I’m not ready.” Said Tim, still dazed and confused, but looking at the large object with fear.


“That’s what I love to hear, this’ll prove ya wrong in a heartbeat!” Johnny said, smirk coming across his face, he counted down from ten, pushing the large shaft in when he hit three. A much louder cry was heard from the boy, now struggling against the restraints. “I guess I didn’t do my job too well last time, gonna loosen you up even more.” The large dog said, forcefully shoving the dildo in the boy’s ass. Not only was Tim losing himself, only able to focus on the discomfort in his abdomen, but Johnny had a big smile on his face, he loved doing this. 


Johnny was only able to shove the thick rod about halfway in when he heard the doorbell ring, so he kept the toy as far as he could in, and left the room. Luckily he was still clothed and got to the door as fast as he could. Swinging it open he welcomed his friend in, “Cliff! Didn’t expect to see ya so quickly! I was just, ya’know, working the toy out a bit.” He threw an arm around his buddy and led him upstairs, closing the door behind them.


Cliff stopped him before they reached the room, hearing the soft groans from Tim from the other side of the door. “Goddamn that boy is gonna be fun to shut up!” Said the panther, already sporting a throbbing bulge from his gym shorts. He opened the door and let out a gasp, completely in awe of the sight in front of him. “You’ve really outdone yourself this time Johnny, how tight is the bitch?”


“Only got him broken in yesterday, I assume at least. You can’t really tell from the runaways.” Johnny said, dropping his pants and watching Cliff do the same, showing off his impressive cock. “Forgot about that, you ain’t got any special features like I do.” Johnny teased, pointing to the base of his member, the knot which would form was still a bit visible.


Cliff asked, pointing to the horsecock still firmly lodged in Tim, “Can I give loosening the boy a try?”


“Go at it! Just don’t break him!” replied Johnny, heading around the room, looking for things to use.


Tim looked up, as best as he could, at Cliff, “Wh- Who are you?” He asked, a hint of fear in his voice.


“You ain’t in any position to ask questions boy, you just keep your pretty little mouth shut till one of us fills it.” Said Cliff, grabbing the base of the toy and forcing it in deeper. Growling, almost foaming at the mouth from how lustfully he kept going at the kid, he was letting out all of his pent up aggressions and desire he had in the act. “I’m gonna enjoy cumming in you, ya little slut.” The jaguar said, pushing his hand up and down Tim’s chest, grabbing at the fur.


Johnny approached the two from the back of the room, “Hey I can’t really find anything to make this more interesting, you ready?”


Cliff ripped the dildo out of Tim’s poor, stretched ass, “Oh, you fucking know it.” He said, lining up his own thick, throbbing member with the hole. Without any hesitation he shoved himself in, smashing his hips against those of the boy as his large member forced itself inside of Tim’s depths. Cliff was having the time of his life, feeling the boy try and fight back against his forceful entry only made him want to rape him harder and faster. He slapped and hit the kid, roughing him up while pounding his ass.


Any protest that came from the boy came on deaf ears as he was being obliterated from behind by the jaguar. His little cock, still erect, flopping back and forth from how much pressure has being put on him.


Johnny didn’t like hearing the complaints coming from his bitch, and made it clear. “Your voice is annoying the both of us, I think it’s time I shut you up.” He went behind the boy, touching the tip of his cock right on Tim’s nose, spreading his pre all over his face. The jaguar across the table waited for a nod, and once he had it, he shoved his thick cock in as hard and as deep as he could, forcing Tim to yell out in agony. Once his tight little mouth was open, Johnny thrust his large cock right in the tight boy. Any vibrations from the pained fox’s throat only went to pleasing his master.


“Fuck!” Yelled out Johnny, “I should’a ruined your throat yesterday, you’re squeezing like a sumbitch!” He grabbed Tim’s throat and shoved him deeper each time, trying to force all of his cock down it. Looking at the bulge he was making, each time his thick member, pushed out against the skin only made him want it more, and he kept going harder on the boy.


Tim was trying to enjoy himself, knowing it would be his life for the foreseeable future. Being pushed back and forth, being filled from one end, and then another just felt weird and painful to him, but he couldn’t deny that he liked it. His little cock, bobbing up and down as he was getting fucked started to feel strange, he tried to yell out, but his masters cock prevented him from doing so. The tightness in his abdomen started to build up, and he was feeling light headed. He muffled out a shout one last time, before he thrust his body up, cock twitching and pulsing, trying to shoot, but nothing coming out. After his high was over, he started feeling tired, and let himself be taken over from the two larger men having their way with his small body.


The two didn’t even notice what had just happened to the boy, they just loved the feeling of him trying to fight back. Cliff was having the time of his life, spreading Tim’s tight ass over his needing cock, he was getting close, but he wanted more. He pulled his thick member of the kid’s gaping hole, and went down on his knees, looking for the straps that held him down. He wanted to shove himself deeper, and once he freed the kid’s legs he shot back up, pulling the boy’s legs and using them to get a better grip, spreading Tim out more than he ever did before.


Johnny wasn’t aware of what Cliff just did, he was occupied with his own end of the cub. The warm, wet tightness of the boy’s mouth was getting to be too much for him, and he felt the base of his thick cock start to grow, forcing Tim’s jaw to painfully stretch over the bulging knot. Johnny let go of the kid’s throat and grabbed onto his ears, trying to get as deep as possible. He couldn’t hold it in anymore, his grip tightened, crushing the floppy ears in his hands as he shot his load down the boy’s throat, not able to choke him because his cock was already so deep inside.


Cliff was not far behind, his eyes started to glaze over as he pumped away at the boy. He felt himself start to tighten up, and pushed as deep as he could into Tim’s ass. Letting out a moan, roaring his head to the sky, he finished inside of the abused boy. Exhausted, he laid on top of Tim, noticing Johnny was locked inside of his mouth. He looked over at him and laughed, “You told me not to break him, but he probably can’t breathe with all that cock down his throat.”


Johnny just shrugged his shoulder, looking at the two, “Eh.” he said, exhausted as well, “He’ll survive, or I’ll just whip something up to revive him, no big deal.”