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I'm tweaking it on and off still but felt it was over all worthy of reading for the most part.\n\nThis story also sets the grounds for possibly more in this world but for now I don't have any solid plans.\n\n[u][b]This is a work of fiction/fantasy, and belongs strictly in that realm.[/b][/u]\n\nNothing about most of my stories are acceptable, condoned, or to be replicated, in reality under any circumstances. Your freedoms end when they impinge on the rights, freedoms, safety, and sanctity of others.\n\nIf you are having thoughts of doing so, please seek professional help and support. [url=https://www.bigkidcomfort.com/mental-health] Click Here[/url] for a list of topic friendly psychiatrists.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "In the mega city, there is a little cafe known to serve only the freshest creams, from only truly organic slaves.

This story was inspired by my mate; and by a loyal fan. ^^

I will also admit I rushed this one out the door so feel free to point out anything i missed. I'm tweaking it on and off still but felt it was over all worthy of reading for the most part.

This story also sets the grounds for possibly more in this world  but for now I don't have any solid plans.

This is a work of fiction/fantasy, and belongs strictly in that realm.

Nothing about most of my stories are acceptable, condoned, or to be replicated, in reality under any circumstances. Your freedoms end when they impinge on the rights, freedoms, safety, and sanctity of others.

If you are having thoughts of doing so, please seek professional help and support. Click Here for a list of topic friendly psychiatrists.", "writing": "A word of warning: This text contains fictitious sexual acts between minors and adults. As well as slavery, and mild sexual torture of minors. Reader discretion is advised.\n\n[u][s] [/s][/u]\n\n\tAmy had lived in the mega city all her life, and never traveled outside of its walls as the world outside was a wasteland. Besides this, she was quite fond of the city anyway as she loved the hustle and bustle of people, and various synthetic life forms, such as the purely animatronic droids, the organic cybernetic hybrid borgs, and fully organic but programmed and designed synths.\n\n\tHer desire to be among the people of the city lead her to start up \"The Organic Cafe\", and its specialty was that it served products produced by fully organic slaves. That is to say the milks, and creams of them, and thankfully not their meats. The cafe was her passion project. It drew a profit, sure, but it was never worth the lavish amount of money she put into it. It was grand beyond need, with exotic materials of this era such as wood and marble used in its design.\n\nIt always was more or less just a way to show off her harem of slaves in some regard. That said, her father insisted she also use it to display some of the new models of synthetic life forms his slave corporation sold. How else would she have been able to get the money to open such a venu after all? Even as the heiress to the largest slave trade corporation in the nation, fully organic slaves where nearly impossible to find. And the prices for them alone set the cafe back a hefty sum.\n\n\tThe world had settled on the idea that unless the mind of a slave was lab grown, fully synthetic, or reformatted and programmed, slavery was generally immoral. But that didn't stop corporations, and individuals from either stealing people away and reformatting their minds. Or selling off their own, or family member’s rights to become a slave. Every once in a while on the black market a truly organic, non-formatted slave would show up too. And these where the most valuable, and highly prized of slaves. Especially ones who where resistant to the lifestyle as people who owned the various slaves had grown tired of pushovers. And even when programmed to resist the synthetic ones always seemed to lack the real spark of life that a truly original, organic slave would have.\n\n\tIn her desire to seek out the rarest and most valuable things, loving to lavish herself with only the best, she’d come to have a particular fondness for cubs. Namely organic cubs as for the longest time now, they where illegal to all but the most elite. In a world where real people are an almost immortal infestation and synthetic life forms consume less resources and do the jobs better, there was a real push to stop procreation altogether until death rates started to rise again. And even the most noble of people struggled to get approval to have offspring.\n\n\tIt was little wonder then that Amy’s cafe held a number of cubs, but one in particular was her favorite one. A mute, little, red-squirrel boy that she had taken to affectionately calling Jessie. She had made him her own personal slave at this point. Being that he was a squirrel he was not exactly an uncommon species, but being purely squirrel, he was rare in that to end up as a pure blood means his parents had to be both pure blood themselves and that was an increasingly rare thing in this world. 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Do I need to get the whip?” This was met with a quiet whimper as the boy uncurled his tail from his hips and let it slowly stand up behind him in a proud, gently flowing S shape as all good squirrels should do if properly trained. His little cream colored bits where still barely visible as there simply was not much to see being that he was only about 8 or so. But she didn't really care. She loved all bits, especially liking the cuter smaller bits like his. To this end she’d taken to adorning his bits now and then with this or that. Specifically having pierced his sheath with a little gold ring going from one side to the other across his sheath’s tip to keep his little rod from peeking free. The ring had a gold heart shaped pendant with a sizable ruby in it that hung from it, and rested on his fuzzy little sack.\n\n\tAble to see her favorite bit of him again, she smiled and purred out devilishly, “Much better boy. 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They worked on the principle of the peltier effect, sucking the heat of his body away and being cold to his body all the while, as a means to keep an electrical charge so they never needed to be recharged.\n\n\tA cold shiver ran up the little boy’s spine making that red tail of his fluff up nice and big. Though the mistress didn't help by grabbing and rubbing the little squirrels' fuzzy cream jewels as he was bent over the bed. She purred and gave them a teasing squeeze. “So cute! I could play with these all day. But I have an important client stopping by later. And a new toy for you little cutie!” The boy could only whimper and pinned back those tufted dark red-brown ears of his as he was forcefully flipped over on that bed, revealing that pierced sheath for her.\n\n\tThe vixen licked her lips and purred at seeing the little bits and moved a special pair of pliers to that ring on his sheath prying it open with them so she could remove the chastity piercing. With it free, and that little lump in his backside and her scent on his face, the boy’s little pink cock was slightly chubbed, but still hidden in that sheath.\n\n\tThe mistress set aside the pliers that still had the ring in their unique jaws before grabbing the ‘new toy’. The boy whimpered loudly fearing it was like the time she put a bullet vibe in his sheath and left it in there, and on, for 3 straight days. He felt the only reason she ever removed it was because it was getting incredibly hard for him to even walk around with it after so long.\n\nBut no, this was no bullet vibrator, instead pulling out a little black ring with silver scrawling and buttons on it. She pulled down the boy’s sheath and exposed that adorable, little, pink, tapered, rodent cock with a deep carnal purr. She could not help herself, she leaned in and took the soft little meat into her muzzle, suckling it clean of his pre from the earlier ‘kisses’ he’d given her as well as that black cherry lube.\n\nBut just as quickly as her warm moist muzzle was on his cock, it had left again, replaced only by that black metal ring. She pulled that sheath back up hiding the ring at the base of his cock in that sheath and then quickly and deftly put his piercing back in, using those pliers to close it up so he could not remove it as he lacked the strength even with said pliers.\n\nShe patted his hip and licked her lips with a smile “Come on you tasty little squirrel. Let's go.” And with that she stood up and clicked a lovely thin silver chain leash to the tip of his sheath by that piercing and started to walk towards the door. The little squirrel squeaked loudly, and scurried to his feet to stand up and follow quickly, knowing she didn't wait and would tug hard on that leash if he fell behind.\n\n\tThe pair stepped into the glass elevator of her penthouse that wooshed down to the ground floor at what could only be described as an insane speed. It seemed to compensate for the negative g-force with a plate of gravity inducing material on the floor that made it feel as if they’d not even moved an inch as they arrived hundreds of floors below at the lobby.\n\nAmy walked out and behind followed that little slave who now hugged his tail in defiance of her as it blocked off his little bits from the public eye. This was met by exactly what he didn't want, a sharp tug on that piercing making him yelp and let go of his tail moving his paws to balled up fists at his sides as little tears formed in the corners of his eyes as his bits where put on display for all the world to see.\n\n Most of the people didn't even notice, the penthouse staff always seemed to giggle, point, and poke fun at his appearance. The staff, having realized she tipped extraordinarily well when they did so, and kept this up for the money most likely. As they walked out the front door there was the woman the little boy hated most, the tall svelte cheetah woman Mi’ori. She was more or less the security chief of the building and had a good relationship with Amy. Meaning she knew just how she wanted her slave treated too. Mi'ori leans in and kisses both cheeks of the vixen like old friends before going on and on about her looks today, ignoring the slave for now.\n\nThey went on and on about this and that, only to eventually have Mi’ori turn to the little squirrel eventually, and kneel down to gently hook a finger behind the boy’s little sack and lightly draw it forward only to repeat the process a few times, rolling his jewels around on top of her finger back and forth as she said in a belittling tone “And little Jessie is looking more adorable than ever today!” The boy whimpered and blushed furiously as he wanted so badly to push her hand away from his exposed bits, but knew doing so would only get him a severe punishment from his owner. A fact he’d learned the hard way the first time, and one Mi'ori took advantage of because she too loved having control over men of any kind.\n\n\tHis reward for doing good and not fighting his superiors? A little click of a button from the tiny remote on Amy’s purse that gave him a few seconds of soft vibration from that plug. More of a reward to Amy and the onlookers than to him. Sure it was pleasurable to him but it was also intensely embarrassing as he moaned out and tremble on his feet, that little cock making his sheath throb in response which only made the cheetah woman chuckle and give the tip of that pierced sheath a little flick. “Settle down there boy, don't need you making a mess. Now you be good for your owner or she’ll have to call me to come hold you down again like when we pierced that little sheath of yours.” The little slave squirrel only nodded rapidly, whimpering as a couple of tears of pure shame rolled down his cheeks.\n\nThe cheetah woman stood up and smiled to Amy with a chuckle. “I say I don't know why you like the little ones like him. He can’t be even big enough to hit your G spot girl. You gotta show me how he keeps you so happy sometimes.” Amy snickered and stuck her tongue out at her friend, “Trade secret I’m afraid.” The cheetah woman chuckled to this and patted her shoulder “Well you go girl, and have a good day out there.” The pair smiled and waved to each other before parting ways, and once again as she moved on gave a tiny tug on the slave’s sheath from that leash as he followed quickly behind her.\n\n\tOut in the greater public it was not so bad most days. There had been some other cubs a time or too giggling and pointing, the odd run in with one of her friends who always loved to tease him, but for the most part everyone seemed to totally ignore the nudity of the little slave on their walk to Amy’s Cafe.\n\nThey came to a crosswalk, and had to wait for the lights to change, where Amy was on her holo-net device that everyone seemed to have. Be it an integrated thing into their head with cybernetics, or one like Amy had that was a simple silver wristband that projects holograms for the user to interact with the world around them both cyber and physical.\n\n\tThe slave stood his ground beside her, the motions of her hand holding that leash using the holo making the tip of his sheth wriggle around and rub his cock making him huff and whimper a bit, but she entirely ignored it knowing exactly what was going on and not caring. The mild coldness of the morning air seeping into that metal ring which made the tip of his cock feel like it was freezing, though thankfully he had fur down there so didn't mind the cold terribly.\n\nA blind man walked up beside them with a seeing eye dog that got a bit curious and casually moved its snout to the boy’s sheath and started to first sniff then lick at the boy’s exposed bits. This made him yelp and whimper, trembling there as he was still ignored by his mistress, and the blind man of course had no clue what was going on. And being trained as he was he was to never push anyone or anything away from his bits he had to let the dog simply lick and lap over his pierced sheath and plump orbs.\n\n\tThis was about the time his mistress spoke up, looking out of the corner of her eye over at the dog licking the boy’s bits with a wry grin, saying simply “Don't worry, we will go to the dog park again soon.” This flooded the boy’s mind with the memories of his first time there where she’d tied his leash to a bench and instructed him to all fours beside her while she read a book. Deviously before the walk, she had also smeared her own scent on his ass so that several studs came over and mounted the little squirrel right up, fucked him hard and fast, knotted him, and after a chapter or two of her book would pop free only to repeat the process with the next stud. This made the little squirrel so insanely squirmy and whimpery, wanting so badly to push off the dog from his bits now as he huff and pant. The saliva of the dog only made his already cold bits even more icey cold in the morning’s air.\n\n\tThe crosswalk eventually changed to let them pass and they where all off once more almost to Amy’s cafe now as it was not horribly far from her home. And once there they went straight to the back and tended to setting things up for the day. She took the synthetic servers and dressed them all up in outfits just like Jessies’ but ones that had a crotch at least. And in the back, she took each slave from their cages to the milking room one by one, hooking them up to fuck machines and readying them for their day of service. She rotated her ‘staff’ out every day or so to give the chattel time to recuperate and regenerate their various fluids. All of the ‘milk’ slaves where fully organic ones who'd come into slavery for various reasons. Males, females, various species, all being fed unique diets that varied the taste of their products.\n\nThe cafe served delicious teas, coffees, and even alcoholic drinks all made with the ‘creams’, ‘milks’ and ‘honeys’ of the slaves in the back. The synths worked the front of house as bartenders, baristas, and made offers to try samples, get fresh ‘cream’, and even offered rented time with specific slaves if the patrons so wanted. They could go to the back rooms which were set up much more akin to a massage parlor or brothel where prospective johns could take slaves they enjoyed the tastes of to do whatever it is they pleased with them.\n\nAs stated an important client did indeed show up for Amy not long into the shift, coming up to the baked goods display and waving at her with a smile. The older female kitsune pointed to a lovely looking fresh cheese danish in the display saying “Grab us some danishes and come sit with me. And tell me all about this new product you think will change both of our industries.” The young vixen smiles and waves happily to the older kitsune joyfully; “Sure thing Miss Tama, Coming right up!”\n\nThe red furred vixen handed the young slave a silver platter and put two plated danishes on it along with a pot of their famous tea and 2 cups. She wrapped his leash around the back of his neck and pointed to the woman who’d sat down outside the cafe on the street side outer area amid the hustle and bustle of countless strangers walking past.\n\n “Take this to her and then simply stand by the table. I’ll be out shortly.” To which the little squirrel slave did just that, bringing the tray out and trying to set the table. Since he was so short, between his age, and species being naturally small, he had some difficulty setting the plates, saucers, cups and pot on the glass topped table as the older kitsune ignored the boy, using her integrated holo as her eyes glow a vibrant red and sparkle as the holograms where projected within her own eyes.\n\n\tThe boy’s owner would soon sit across from the woman and set down a small black puck of sorts in the center of the table that looked much like the ring the boy had installed as a ring on the base of his cock. The little slave was busy not paying attention though knowing that if there was any order given he’d hear but otherwise he was supposed to not be listening to them as a sign of respect when two superiors talked.\n \n\tThe red furred vixen took the leash from the boy’s neck and clipped it to her chair so his little sheath and the chair where connected, a reminder for the boy and everyone who saw him that she owned him and didn't even let him go without his leash when nothing was going on. The younger woman spoke to the older fox-demon with an exuberance as she first poured them both some tea, and held up the little black puck. On one side of it was this swirl of silver ribbed rings that seemed to be important mechanically in some way, as the other side was just flat. There where a total of 5 buttons on its rim as she showed it off to the older woman. “This translocator can sustain a small portal that can teleport the object within the ring’s influence across moderate distances. They make them in various sizes and can be activated from either end with lockout functions. Meaning you can stick things into the other side and have them come out here, Observe.”\n\n\tAmy clicked the first of those buttons, a little blue nub on the side of the device, as the little slave yelped and shuddered, as now in her hand on the side of the puck where the silver bit was, was his little cock, exposed to the cool open air and for all the passers by to see especially the older woman who was transfixed on it.\n\nIt all made sense when the boy yelped and she instantly understood what was going on. The older woman exclaimed loudly “That is fantastic! Does it,... all... wo-” The vixen cut her off by holding up a finger and with a click of one of the buttons on the device, the boy moaned aloud as the vibration function of that plug started in his backside, teasing his little prostate. The vixen set the puck down on the table where they could watch that soft little flaccid pink cock twitch and slowly grow to size. Size being all of about 2 inches(5cm) tall.\n\n\tThe older woman watched in astonishment before looking back up and asking “So, is this just a copy? Or?” The young woman smirked and picked up the puck before holding the cock in front of the boy’s muzzle and ordering him “Lick.” to which the boy, who was clinging desperately to the table at this point. He shook his head with a loud whimper making her growl and sigh moving it to her own muzzle starting to suckle on it vigorously which made the boy moan aloud and almost fall down in pleasure as his knees buckled and went weak.\n\n\tShe pulled her muzzle from his cock on that portal device and purred deeply leaving not a drop of saliva or pre on it anymore. “See? It's the real thing. And watch this.” She said holding that cock over the steaming cup of tea, making the boy yelp out and tremble holding out his hand to her and whimpering loudly fearing she’d be sticking his cock into her hot beverage. The mistress rolled her eyes at his dramatic display before simply pressing another button on the rim of that puck.\n\n\tThe boy almost instantly fell to his side on the floor with what happened next. First that vibrating plug in his backside sped up sharply with the intense vibrations using more power, making the toy colder and colder, heightening his perceived senses of it because of the temperature difference. I then began to deliver several hard jolting shocks to his prostate, over, and over, and over, zap, Zap, ZAP! This made the little boy cry out in little more than a loud squeak as he had so little use of his vocal cords. All he could do was moan loudly as he huff, puff, and pant, curled up and trembling as that little cock in her hand throb hard with each jolt only to end up twitching hard and shooting a healthy load of clear pre into her cup, shooting a good five or six strings of it before the devices stopped tormenting him.\n \nThe older woman was agog at the device. The both of them ignoring the slave entirely as he was now curled up beside them whimpering and crying quietly on the ground, his little cock still on display, twitching lightly and drooling a long strand of pre down into the cup before his mistress set the puck down again with his cock still out. The older woman smirked and pointed at it with two fingers asking simply “May I?” To which Amy responded with a very gleeful “Certainly! I do recommend you try it on your danish or in your tea. I feed him only peaches, other fruits, and nuts, it has a delicious flavor.” The other woman picks up the portal puck, the boy whimpering as he looked up from under the glass table and seeing this all happen.\n\n\tThe two discuss the operation briefly, pointing out the blue button on it’s side was to turn it on or off, the + and - buttons used to turn up basic stimulation and the yellow button for forcing an erection with a single low power long duration zap to the prostate, and the red forcing a full ejaculation by turning everything to max and practically tazeing the prostate in several short jolts. “Oh but, the red one does have a reset timer you can adjust so you don't injure the slave. Useful for venues like mine where they may want more cream than the first dose gives but the slave needs a second to reload as it where. I have his set to 60 seconds. He is a resilient little thing.”\n\n\tWith this the woman simply pressed the little red button again making the little squirrel cry out again as that plug turned almost ice cold now, vibrating hard and starting to electrically stimulate his prostate once more to force orgasm. The woman aimed it at her danish and let the little cub’s cock squirt freely across it as he cried out and trembled in the fetal position on the ground beside them. This time he didn't give as much for her to enjoy, only able to squirt about 2-3 strings out this time as he pant and puff below the pair openly sobbing now as his breath steamed in the cool morning air and started to fog up the underside of the table.\n\n\tThe older woman licked the boy’s tip clean before simply setting the portal puck down in the middle of the table again and gave her danish a big chomp of a bite with a deep purr, her several tails all wagging behind her lightly. Mouth full of cub cream danish, she muttered out somewhat unlady like, “What about condoms?” Amy, only too happy to demonstrate, dug in her purse for a moment before pulling out a tiny catch condom she’d kept around just for such uses. She picked up the puck and quickly rolled that bright green condom onto the little pink tapered cock making the boy gasp and moan trembling more as there was literally nothing he could do to stop this onslaught of sensations.\n\n\tPressing the blue button the translocater turned off, and the boy felt his cock now once more nice and warmly snug in his sheath instead of in the cold morning air of the city. But the peace was not to last as once more that red button was pressed and the plug within him repeated the sequence over, growing ever colder as it sucked the heat from him to power itself, vibrating intensely then jolting his prostate again making him moan aloud and have violent trembling and convulsing on the ground as his mind was overloaded with it all and he once more was brutally forced to cum, though this time in his sheath and within that condom.\n\n\tAmy sipped her tea and snacked on her danish for a second before she powered back on the device displaying the little cock again, with a newly filled condom. Pinching its base and pulling the condom off made the boy yelp as she did so. And again the boy’s cock was set on the table in the cool morning air and the full condom was handed to the older woman who then upended it into her tea as well before taking a sip. “Mmm and it does not alter the flavor at all either. This is indeed fantastic. We need to integrate this into other items.” Amy smirked and asked “Like this?” , pulling out a paper mask from her purse before picking up that portal puck. Sticking the little pink meat into her muzzle she slipped that mask over her face to hide the fact she was now sucking off the little squirrel, who moaned, pant, and squirmed helplessly at their feet.\n\nThe two would exchange information about the device that was more related to logistics, price, and the like, finally leaving the boy alone. That is, aside from leaving his little, pink, saliva covered cock on display, with steam rising from it in that cool air, and out in the open for the world to see in the center of the table like some kind of deviant decoration.\n\n\tAfter another thirty or forty minutes of idly chattering about how this will change business and finishing their confections, the two shake hands and stand up. Amy took the puck with the boy’s now fully soft and limp little meat coming from it and pressed the blue button to turn off the device letting the boy’s little cock return home to the warmth of his sheath. As she stood she took his leash and gave a little tug to his sheath. “Come on. Lets go check in the back and take care of things.“ She said quickly, already starting to walk away, the little slave staggering to his feet, and having his sheath sharply tugged as he didn't get up soon enough with a yelp and whimper. She stopped and looked back at him with growl “I’d have gone a lot easier on you if you’d done as you where told and licked it, now come on slave.” And there came another painful tug at his sheath as he yelped and staggered towards her as quick as he could.\n\n\tThe two return to the back and for the rest of the day the boy’s bits are left alone aside from some gentle petting of his orbs now and then whenever the miss has some spare time to be idle, never able to resist the sensation of those little orbs in her paw.\n\n\tThe walk home is quick enough this time with no interactions out of the ordinary. The typical glance and snicker from others was to be expected but the boy didn't care, he was just happy to be home and knowing that his day was that much closer to over. They even missed Mi'ori at the door thankfully, as the two simply went up to the woman’s penthouse and she went into the massive living room as she slipped free of her dress and crashed on the couch, while that squirrel obediently kneel beside her, not daring to act up as he didn't want to be treated like that again.\n\n\tShe pulled up her holo, still holding the boy’s leash and simply relaxed there in the nude. Interacting, reacting to media, and settling business as well. As per his standing orders, the boy saw her start to strip nude and quickly closed his eyes, never allowed to actually see her nude. With his eyes closed, she spread her legs and hooked them around him forcing the boy’s face into her slit again where he simply groomed away her own ‘honey’ from her thighs and lips from all the sensual events of the day having aroused her.\n\n\tFinally starting to relax some she reached over and grabbed that same puck from her purse, turning it on with the little slave between her thighs. This made the helpless boy whimper loudly as he kept licking her tight plump sex. She looked at his floppy flaccid cock and grumbled as if flustered that he was not already hard. The boy had a good idea of what was going to happen next as he whimpered loudly and shook his head hard between her thighs, begging her not to hurt him again.\n\n\tShe growled lightly and ignored his protests, whispering quietly “Should have listened earlier slave;” pressing the yellow button that made him moan aloud, this one not hurting as much but being very unpleasant still as the low power solid sock came to his prostate forcing that tiny pink rodent meat to plump up once more at her command. She simply pulled it into her muzzle and purred around it, the little rodent leaking pre into her muzzle as he huff puff and whimpered between her thighs, having stopped licking her.\n\n\tAmy flicked the boy’s ear hard, pulling that little cock from her mouth with a loud moist popping before saying “Either keep going or I'm going to have to actually punish you boy. It's been a long day, I don't want you slacking off slave.” This only made the boy whimper and nod emphatically before going back to kissing and licking her slit while she sucked on his little cock and watched things on her holo.\n\n\tThis satiated her for a little while, purring around that tiny cock as he worshiped her slit. But like most nights this bored her eventually. And because he was too coy to fuck her properly, normally she’d have to push him down and ride him to get what she wanted out of him. But not anymore. She simply put a foot paw on his chest and kicked him off her snatch and back onto the floor before taking that little puck from her muzzle, pressing the + button a few times to turn up the vibrator in the boy’s ass to a high-medium, and slipped that translocater puck between her thighs where she fucked herself with his little cock.\n\n\tEarlier, Mi’ori has asked her what satisfied her about little cocks like his? She was abnormally tight down there due to a medical condition and even though he was small even by her standards, it means that his tiny little cock could perfectly tease her G-spot with its tip. She absolutely went to town on herself, making the little helpless slave writhe on the ground and moan as she herself pant and purr quietly.\n\nWhat else did she love about cubs like him? The fact they where so easy to get to climax. Even now that little cock throb, twitched and shot a hot sticky stream of pre into her as she didn't let up and kept going to town with that little rod. She held the + button for a second and it turned on the base’s vibrate feature, vibrating that little cock on it hard as she used the real flesh vibrator against that little slightly rougher patch of flesh on the roof of her insides that milked and squeezed that little rod.\n\n\tThe boy was already whimpering and moaning begging her without words to stop as he was thrown head over heels into post orgasmic bliss and over stimulation rocked his body with a torturous level of pleasure. But she didn't care at all. She normally powered through this when she rode him, but this was so much easier, and even though she felt his cock starting to get a little softer now she only pushed the yellow button which made him yelp out and moan again as this was enough not only to force him back to max haft but also made his little cock squirt another few string of pre up into her leaving him whimpering and sobbing as she purred and rested her feet on top of him, indifferent to his suffering.\n\n\tEventually, she too soon was panting and growled in pleasure as that zenith approached quickly and smashing that red button she forced the little slave into maximum climax as she herself crested the waterfall like precipice of orgasmic bliss, showering the puck and the boy that lay below with her squirted juices from the strongest climax he’d ever given her.\n\n\tShe lay there panting, totally worn out, and soaked now, her mind lost to the bliss as she simply relaxed there with the soaked slave being a footrest for the moment. She purred out a quiet “Mmmmmnnfffff, Gooood boy...” before slowly coming back around.\n\n\tShe got a devious idea next, smirking, reaching into her purse and pulling out her backup panties she carried around in spite of rarely wearing any. She slid into those panties and before pulling them all the way up, slipped that little boy’s cock into her slit and then pulled up those panties. She looked down at the boy and said simply “There we go, this is your cock’s new home boy.”\n\n\tShe stepped over him, dropping that silver leash on top of him as that little cock wriggle side to side inside of her as she walked away to get a drink, leaving that little boy moaning and whimpering on the ground, tears rolling down his cheeks as he was totally spent and now was realizing that with this new device he was little more than life support for his mistress’ favorite plaything, his tiny, pink, tapered, rodent cock, buried in its new home, not within his sheath but within her sex.\n\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A word of warning: This text contains fictitious sexual acts between minors and adults. As well as slavery, and mild sexual torture of minors. Reader discretion is advised.

                                  

\tAmy had lived in the mega city all her life, and never traveled outside of its walls as the world outside was a wasteland. Besides this, she was quite fond of the city anyway as she loved the hustle and bustle of people, and various synthetic life forms, such as the purely animatronic droids, the organic cybernetic hybrid borgs, and fully organic but programmed and designed synths.

\tHer desire to be among the people of the city lead her to start up "The Organic Cafe", and its specialty was that it served products produced by fully organic slaves. That is to say the milks, and creams of them, and thankfully not their meats. The cafe was her passion project. It drew a profit, sure, but it was never worth the lavish amount of money she put into it. It was grand beyond need, with exotic materials of this era such as wood and marble used in its design.

It always was more or less just a way to show off her harem of slaves in some regard. That said, her father insisted she also use it to display some of the new models of synthetic life forms his slave corporation sold. How else would she have been able to get the money to open such a venu after all? Even as the heiress to the largest slave trade corporation in the nation, fully organic slaves where nearly impossible to find. And the prices for them alone set the cafe back a hefty sum.

\tThe world had settled on the idea that unless the mind of a slave was lab grown, fully synthetic, or reformatted and programmed, slavery was generally immoral. But that didn't stop corporations, and individuals from either stealing people away and reformatting their minds. Or selling off their own, or family member’s rights to become a slave. Every once in a while on the black market a truly organic, non-formatted slave would show up too. And these where the most valuable, and highly prized of slaves. Especially ones who where resistant to the lifestyle as people who owned the various slaves had grown tired of pushovers. And even when programmed to resist the synthetic ones always seemed to lack the real spark of life that a truly original, organic slave would have.

\tIn her desire to seek out the rarest and most valuable things, loving to lavish herself with only the best, she’d come to have a particular fondness for cubs. Namely organic cubs as for the longest time now, they where illegal to all but the most elite. In a world where real people are an almost immortal infestation and synthetic life forms consume less resources and do the jobs better, there was a real push to stop procreation altogether until death rates started to rise again. And even the most noble of people struggled to get approval to have offspring.

\tIt was little wonder then that Amy’s cafe held a number of cubs, but one in particular was her favorite one. A mute, little, red-squirrel boy that she had taken to affectionately calling Jessie. She had made him her own personal slave at this point. Being that he was a squirrel he was not exactly an uncommon species, but being purely squirrel, he was rare in that to end up as a pure blood means his parents had to be both pure blood themselves and that was an increasingly rare thing in this world. Especially on the slave markets.

\tAmy started her days by having a long, warm shower, loving the feeling of her soft vibrant red fur, and lovely long hair being as clean and luscious as possible. After her morning showers, she typically sat at her vanity and started to preen herself for an hour or so.

It was on one such morning our story starts, where she calls to her little squirrel boy, and he comes running in quickly falling to kneel beside her. The little boy was dressed in a fancy looking little suit, but was specifically crotchless as his mistress had a blatant obsession with male genitalia. Though for the moment this was covered up by his big bushy rust-red tail as he had it wrapped tight around his hips as if it was a skirt. This was something she loved about him. She adored that he was unbroken, and she loved his little acts of defiance like this.

\t“I told you not to wear your tail around your hips, boy. Do I need to get the whip?” This was met with a quiet whimper as the boy uncurled his tail from his hips and let it slowly stand up behind him in a proud, gently flowing S shape as all good squirrels should do if properly trained. His little cream colored bits where still barely visible as there simply was not much to see being that he was only about 8 or so. But she didn't really care. She loved all bits, especially liking the cuter smaller bits like his. To this end she’d taken to adorning his bits now and then with this or that. Specifically having pierced his sheath with a little gold ring going from one side to the other across his sheath’s tip to keep his little rod from peeking free. The ring had a gold heart shaped pendant with a sizable ruby in it that hung from it, and rested on his fuzzy little sack.

\tAble to see her favorite bit of him again, she smiled and purred out devilishly, “Much better boy. Now come give me kisses while I get ready.” She turned and started to preen herself properly at that lighted vanity desk. She started by simply styling her fur, and hair, moving to pluck or individually re-dye fur that looked out of color or place, taking extreme measures to ensure her face, and long flowing hair had not a single fur out of place.

\tThe little squirrel sitting beside her, whimpered, and slowly crawled on all fours under the desk before sticking his head up between her legs with his eyes closed and starting to gently groom her sex. She purred at this and squeezed his head between her thighs in a more subconscious way all while the little slave worshiped her pussy by planting tiny kisses on it here or there and giving small tender licks with his little pink tongue. All of course while getting her scent all over his face marking him as hers by scent.

\tOther than this though she ignored him, and it was a very casual everyday thing for the two at this point. She did however remark “Good boy. Not wanting to get punished today I see? Normally you resist me, and hesitate when I tell you to give me kisses.” The mute little boy, didn’t respond, and simply stayed his course and did as he’d been trained by licking tenderly at those lips, and avoiding her clit for now, not wanting to excite her as that’d not been his order.

The vixen sighed in a very relaxed state, and squirmed a little now and then as those thighs would squeeze his head every so often in an instinctive pleasured response to his diligent little tongue. To her the hour would pass quickly with the boy pleasing her, and her focus on that task of looking perfect taking her entire attention otherwise. The boy on the other hand felt like it lasted an eternity.

Every morning when she wanted to go out, he would be sore from the grooming and worship of her sex. And by the time she was done the boy’s face was always matted with her juices and her scent covered him entirely. His little body had not reacted that much to this all as not only was he chaste at the moment but he’d also been too afraid to get hard as when he did get hard by mistake she had a rather sadistic streak loving to tease the boy by making him edge for hours just to keep that little cock out for her amusement.

\tHis resistance to getting hard had made her somewhat unhappy with him as of late. She, again, loved the male sexual organs and absolutely loved having control over men and boys. But she had a fix for this as a new product had come out recently that she felt would change the face of the sex trade and slave industry forever.

Now done with her grooming, she simply stood up and walked away, leaving the moist-faced boy under her desk not wanting to move as he’d not been ordered to do so. She walked to her dresser and pulled out a lovely red dress for herself before also pulling out a little maid’s outfit for the slave boy. Though it too was also crotchless, the frilly skirt on it coming up on both sides leaving a gap to keep the boy’s bits exposed even if the entire rest of the slave was to be covered with the iconic white and black frilly costume.

\tThrowing his outfit on the bed she simply snapped her fingers and pointed to it to which the boy instantly hopped up and started to disrobe from his more stately little gentlemen’s outfit into this humiliating and degrading bit of costumery. Once both where dressed she sat on the side of the bed beside where he stood and grabbed a little case she kept the boy’s sex toys in. Or rather her sex toys she used exclusively on him as he would never claim ownership of them himself. Grabbing him roughly by his collar,  she forced him face first down against the bed, and without a moment's hesitation slipped a unique cold metal plug up under  his tail and right into his already lubed tailhole with a loud whimper and squeak of pain as it stretched him momentarily before it all but locked into place on that thin stem.

\tThe boy was responsible for keeping himself lubed, and knew that if he didn't for whatever reason, then his life would be so much more painful. And as such he lubed himself super well, both inside of his sheath with her favorite black cherry flavored lube, and under his tail on that cute little pink star of his with the most potent of the lube. He hated these metal plugs most of all. They worked on the principle of the peltier effect, sucking the heat of his body away and being cold to his body all the while, as a means to keep an electrical charge so they never needed to be recharged.

\tA cold shiver ran up the little boy’s spine making that red tail of his fluff up nice and big. Though the mistress didn't help by grabbing and rubbing the little squirrels' fuzzy cream jewels as he was bent over the bed. She purred and gave them a teasing squeeze. “So cute! I could play with these all day. But I have an important client stopping by later. And a  new toy for you little cutie!” The boy could only whimper and pinned back those tufted dark red-brown ears of his as he was forcefully flipped over on that bed, revealing that pierced sheath for her.

\tThe vixen licked her lips and purred at seeing the little bits and moved a special pair of pliers to that ring on his sheath prying it open with them so she could remove the chastity piercing. With it free, and that little lump in his backside and her scent on his face, the boy’s little pink cock was slightly chubbed, but still hidden in that sheath.

\tThe mistress set aside the pliers that still had the ring in their unique jaws before grabbing the ‘new toy’. The boy whimpered loudly fearing it was like the time she put a bullet vibe in his sheath and left it in there, and on, for 3 straight days. He felt the only reason she ever removed it was because it was getting incredibly hard for him to even walk around with it after so long.

But no, this was no bullet vibrator, instead pulling out a little black ring with silver scrawling and buttons on it. She pulled down the boy’s sheath and exposed that adorable, little, pink, tapered, rodent cock with a deep carnal purr. She could not help herself, she leaned in and took the soft little meat into her muzzle, suckling it clean of his pre from the earlier ‘kisses’ he’d given her as well as that black cherry lube.

But just as quickly as her warm moist muzzle was on his cock, it had left again, replaced only by that black metal ring. She pulled that sheath back up hiding the ring at the base of his cock in that sheath and then quickly and deftly put his piercing back in, using those pliers to close it up so he could not remove it as he lacked the strength even with said pliers.

She patted his hip and licked her lips with a smile “Come on you tasty little squirrel. Let's go.” And with that she stood up and clicked a lovely thin silver chain leash to the tip of his sheath by that piercing and started to walk towards the door. The little squirrel squeaked loudly, and scurried to his feet to stand up and follow quickly, knowing she didn't wait and would tug hard on that leash if he fell behind.

\tThe pair stepped into the glass elevator of her penthouse that wooshed down to the ground floor at what could only be described as an insane speed. It seemed to compensate for the negative g-force with a plate of gravity inducing material on the floor that made it feel as if they’d not even moved an inch as they arrived hundreds of floors below at the lobby.

Amy walked out and behind followed that little slave who now hugged his tail in defiance of her as it blocked off his little bits from the public eye. This was met by exactly what he didn't want, a sharp tug on that piercing making him yelp and let go of his tail moving his paws to balled up fists at his sides as little tears formed in the corners of his eyes as his bits where put on display for all the world to see.

 Most of the people didn't even notice, the penthouse staff always seemed to giggle, point, and poke fun at his appearance. The staff, having realized she tipped extraordinarily well when they did so, and kept this up for the money most likely. As they walked out the front door there was the woman the little boy hated most, the tall svelte cheetah woman Mi’ori. She was more or less the security chief of the building and had a good relationship with Amy. Meaning she knew just how she wanted her slave treated too. Mi'ori leans in and kisses both cheeks of the vixen like old friends before going on and on about her looks today, ignoring the slave for now.

They went on and on about this and that, only to eventually have Mi’ori turn to the little squirrel eventually, and kneel down to gently hook a finger behind the boy’s little sack and lightly draw it forward only to repeat the process a few times, rolling his jewels around on top of her finger back and forth as she said in a belittling tone “And little Jessie is looking more adorable than ever today!” The boy whimpered and blushed furiously as he wanted so badly to push her hand away from his exposed bits, but knew doing so would only get him a severe punishment from his owner. A fact he’d learned the hard way the first time, and one Mi'ori took advantage of because she too loved having control over men of any kind.

\tHis reward for doing good and not fighting his superiors? A little click of a button from the tiny remote on Amy’s purse that gave him a few seconds of soft vibration from that plug. More of a reward to Amy and the onlookers than to him. Sure it was pleasurable to him but it was also intensely embarrassing as he moaned out and tremble on his feet, that little cock making his sheath throb in response which only made the cheetah woman chuckle and give the tip of that pierced sheath a little flick. “Settle down there boy, don't need you making a mess. Now you be good for your owner or she’ll have to call me to come hold you down again like when we pierced that little sheath of yours.” The little slave squirrel only nodded rapidly, whimpering as a couple of tears of pure shame rolled down his cheeks.

The cheetah woman stood up and smiled to Amy with a chuckle. “I say I don't know why you like the little ones like him. He can’t be even big enough to hit your G spot girl. You gotta show me how he keeps you so happy sometimes.”  Amy snickered and stuck her tongue out at her friend, “Trade secret I’m afraid.” The cheetah woman chuckled to this and patted her shoulder “Well you go girl, and have a good day out there.” The pair smiled and waved to each other before parting ways, and once again as she moved on gave a tiny tug on the slave’s sheath from that leash as he followed quickly behind her.

\tOut in the greater public it was not so bad most days. There had been some other cubs a time or too giggling and pointing, the odd run in with one of her friends who always loved to tease him, but for the most part everyone seemed to totally ignore the nudity of the little slave on their walk to Amy’s Cafe.

They came to a crosswalk, and had to wait for the lights to change, where Amy was on her holo-net device that everyone seemed to have. Be it an integrated thing into their head with cybernetics, or one like Amy had that was a simple silver wristband that projects holograms for the user to interact with the world around them both cyber and physical.

\tThe slave stood his ground beside her, the motions of her hand holding that leash using the holo making the tip of his sheth wriggle around and rub his cock making him huff and whimper a bit, but she entirely ignored it knowing exactly what was going on and not caring. The mild coldness of the morning air seeping into that metal ring which made the tip of his cock feel like it was freezing, though thankfully he had fur down there so didn't mind the cold terribly.

A blind man walked up beside them with a seeing eye dog that got a bit curious and casually moved its snout to the boy’s sheath and started to first sniff then lick at the boy’s exposed bits. This made him yelp and whimper, trembling there as he was still ignored by his mistress, and the blind man of course had no clue what was going on. And being trained as he was he was to never push anyone or anything away from his bits he had to let the dog simply lick and lap over his pierced sheath and plump orbs.

\tThis was about the time his mistress spoke up, looking out of the corner of her eye over at the dog licking the boy’s bits with a wry grin, saying simply “Don't worry, we will go to the dog park again soon.” This flooded the boy’s mind with the memories of his first time there where she’d tied his leash to a bench and instructed him to all fours beside her while she read a book. Deviously before the walk, she had also smeared her own scent on his ass so that several studs came over and mounted the little squirrel right up, fucked him hard and fast, knotted him, and after a chapter or two of her book would pop free only to repeat the process with the next stud. This made the little squirrel so insanely squirmy and whimpery, wanting so badly to push off the dog from his bits now as he huff and pant. The saliva of the dog only made his already cold bits even more icey cold in the morning’s air.

\tThe crosswalk eventually changed to let them pass and they where all off once more almost to Amy’s cafe now as it was not horribly far from her home. And once there they went straight to the back and tended to setting things up for the day. She took the synthetic servers and dressed them all up in outfits just like Jessies’ but ones that had a crotch at least. And in the back, she took each slave from their cages to the milking room one by one, hooking them up to fuck machines and readying them for their day of service. She rotated her ‘staff’ out every day or so to give the chattel time to recuperate and regenerate their various fluids. All of the ‘milk’ slaves where fully organic ones who'd come into slavery for various reasons. Males, females, various species, all being fed unique diets that varied the taste of their products.

The cafe served delicious teas, coffees, and even alcoholic drinks all made with the ‘creams’, ‘milks’ and ‘honeys’ of the slaves in the back. The synths worked the front of house as bartenders, baristas, and made offers to try samples, get fresh ‘cream’, and even offered rented time with specific slaves if the patrons so wanted. They could go to the back rooms which were set up much more akin to a massage parlor or brothel where prospective johns could take slaves they enjoyed the tastes of to do whatever it is they pleased with them.

As stated an important client did indeed show up for Amy not long into the shift, coming up to the baked goods display and waving at her with a smile. The older female kitsune pointed to a lovely looking fresh cheese danish in the display saying “Grab us some danishes and come sit with me. And tell me all about this new product you think will change both of our industries.” The young vixen smiles and waves happily to the older kitsune joyfully; “Sure thing Miss Tama, Coming right up!”

The red furred vixen handed the young slave a silver platter and put two plated danishes on it along with a pot of their famous tea and 2 cups. She wrapped his leash around the back of his neck and pointed to the woman who’d sat down outside the cafe on the street side outer area amid the hustle and bustle of countless strangers walking past.

 “Take this to her and then simply stand by the table. I’ll be out shortly.” To which the little squirrel slave did just that, bringing the tray out and trying to set the table. Since he was so short, between his age, and species being naturally small, he had some difficulty setting the plates, saucers, cups and pot on the glass topped table as the  older kitsune ignored the boy, using her integrated holo as her eyes glow a vibrant red and sparkle as the holograms where projected within her own eyes.

\tThe boy’s owner would soon sit across from the woman and set down a small black puck of sorts in the center of the table that looked much like the ring the boy had installed as a ring on the base of his cock. The little slave was busy not paying attention though knowing that if there was any order given he’d hear but otherwise he was supposed to not be listening to them as a sign of respect when two superiors talked.
    
\tThe red furred vixen took the leash from the boy’s neck and clipped it to her chair so his little sheath and the chair where connected, a reminder for the boy and everyone who saw him that she owned him and didn't even let him go without his leash when nothing was going on. The younger woman spoke to the older fox-demon with an exuberance as she first poured them both some tea, and held up the little black puck. On one side of it was this swirl of silver ribbed rings that seemed to be important mechanically in some way, as the other side was just flat. There where a total of 5 buttons on its rim as she showed it off to the older woman. “This translocator can sustain a small portal that can teleport the object within the ring’s influence across moderate distances. They make them in various sizes and can be activated from either end with lockout functions. Meaning you can stick things into the other side and have them come out here, Observe.”

\tAmy clicked the first of those buttons, a little blue nub on the side of the device, as the little slave yelped and shuddered, as now in her hand on the side of the puck where the silver bit was, was his little cock, exposed to the cool open air and for all the passers by to see especially the older woman who was transfixed on it.

It all made sense when the boy yelped and she instantly understood what was going on. The older woman exclaimed loudly “That is fantastic! Does it,... all... wo-” The vixen cut her off by holding up a finger and with a click of one of the buttons on the device, the boy moaned aloud as the vibration function of that plug started in his backside, teasing his little prostate. The vixen set the puck down on the table where they could watch that soft little flaccid pink cock twitch and slowly grow to size. Size being all of about 2 inches(5cm) tall.

\tThe older woman watched in astonishment before looking back up and asking “So, is this just a copy? Or?” The young woman smirked and picked up the puck before holding the cock in front of the boy’s muzzle and ordering him “Lick.” to which the boy, who was clinging desperately to the table at this point. He shook his head with a loud whimper making her growl and sigh moving it to her own muzzle starting to suckle on it vigorously which made the boy moan aloud and almost fall down in pleasure as his knees buckled and went weak.

\tShe pulled her muzzle from his cock on that portal device and purred deeply leaving not a drop of saliva or pre on it anymore. “See? It's the real thing. And watch this.” She said holding that cock over the steaming cup of tea, making the boy yelp out and tremble holding out his hand to her and whimpering loudly fearing she’d be sticking his cock into her hot beverage. The mistress rolled her eyes at his dramatic display before simply pressing another button on the rim of that puck.

\tThe boy almost instantly fell to his side on the floor with what happened next. First that vibrating plug in his backside sped up sharply with the intense vibrations using more power, making the toy colder and colder, heightening his perceived senses of it because of the temperature difference. I then began to deliver several hard jolting shocks to his prostate, over, and over, and over, zap, Zap, ZAP! This made the little boy cry out in little more than a loud squeak as he had so little use of his vocal cords. All he could do was moan loudly as he huff, puff, and pant, curled up and trembling as that little cock in her hand throb hard with each jolt only to end up twitching hard and shooting a healthy load of clear pre into her cup, shooting a good five or six strings of it before the devices stopped tormenting him.
    
The older woman was agog at the device. The both of them ignoring the slave entirely as he was now curled up beside them whimpering and crying quietly on the ground, his little cock still on display, twitching lightly and drooling a long strand of pre down into the cup before his mistress set the puck down again with his cock still out. The older woman smirked and pointed at it with two fingers asking simply “May I?” To which Amy responded with a very gleeful “Certainly! I do recommend you try it on your danish or in your tea. I feed him only peaches, other fruits, and nuts, it has a delicious flavor.” The other woman picks up the portal puck, the boy whimpering as he looked up from under the glass table and seeing this all happen.

\tThe two discuss the operation briefly, pointing out the blue button on it’s side was to turn it on or off, the + and - buttons used to turn up basic stimulation and the yellow button for forcing an erection with a single low power long duration zap to the prostate, and the red forcing a full ejaculation by turning everything to max and practically tazeing the prostate in several short jolts. “Oh but, the red one does have a reset timer you can adjust so you don't injure the slave. Useful for venues like mine where they may want more cream than the first dose gives but the slave needs a second to reload as it where. I have his set to 60 seconds. He is a resilient little thing.”

\tWith this the woman simply pressed the little red button again making the little squirrel cry out again as that plug turned almost ice cold now, vibrating hard and starting to electrically stimulate his prostate once more to force orgasm. The woman aimed it at her danish and let the little cub’s cock squirt  freely across it as he cried out and trembled in the fetal position on the ground beside them. This time he didn't give as much for her to enjoy, only able to squirt about 2-3 strings out this time as he pant and puff below the pair openly sobbing now as his breath steamed in the cool morning air and started to fog up the underside of the table.

\tThe older woman licked the boy’s tip clean before simply setting the portal puck down in the middle of the table again and gave her danish a big chomp of a bite with a deep purr, her several tails all wagging behind her lightly.  Mouth full of cub cream danish, she muttered out somewhat unlady like, “What about condoms?” Amy, only too happy to demonstrate, dug in her purse for a moment before pulling out a tiny catch condom she’d kept around just for such uses. She picked up the puck and  quickly rolled that bright green condom onto the little pink tapered cock making the boy gasp and moan trembling more as there was literally nothing he could do to stop this onslaught of sensations.

\tPressing the blue button the translocater turned off, and the boy felt his cock now once more nice and warmly snug in his sheath instead of in the cold morning air of the city. But the peace was not to last as once more that red button was pressed and the plug within him repeated the sequence over, growing ever colder as it sucked the heat from him to power itself, vibrating intensely then jolting his prostate again making him moan aloud and have violent trembling and convulsing on the ground as his mind was overloaded with it all and he once more was brutally forced to cum, though this time in his sheath and within that condom.

\tAmy sipped her tea and snacked on her danish for a second before she powered back on the device displaying the little cock again, with a newly filled condom. Pinching its base and pulling the condom off made the boy yelp as she did so. And again the boy’s cock was set on the table in the cool morning air and the full condom was handed to the older woman who then upended it into her tea as well before taking a sip. “Mmm and it does not alter the flavor at all either. This is indeed fantastic. We need to integrate this into other items.” Amy smirked and asked “Like this?” , pulling out a paper mask from her purse before picking up that portal puck. Sticking the little pink meat into her muzzle she slipped that mask over her face to hide the fact she was now sucking off the little squirrel, who moaned, pant, and squirmed helplessly at their feet.

The two would exchange information about the device that was more related to logistics, price, and the like, finally leaving the boy alone. That is, aside from leaving his little, pink, saliva covered cock on display, with steam rising from it in that cool air, and out in the open for the world to see in the center of the table like some kind of deviant decoration.

\tAfter another thirty or forty minutes of idly chattering about how this will change business and finishing their confections, the two shake hands and stand up. Amy took the puck with the boy’s now fully soft and limp little meat coming from it and pressed the blue button to turn off the device letting the boy’s little cock return home to the warmth of his sheath. As she stood she took his leash and gave a little tug to his sheath. “Come on. Lets go check in the back and take care of things.“ She said quickly, already starting to walk away, the little slave staggering to his feet, and having his sheath sharply tugged as he didn't get up soon enough with a yelp and whimper. She stopped and looked back at him with  growl “I’d have gone a lot easier on you if you’d done as you where told and licked it, now come on slave.” And there came another painful tug at his sheath as he yelped and staggered towards her as quick as he could.

\tThe two return to the back and for the rest of the day the boy’s bits are left alone aside from some gentle petting of his orbs now and then whenever the miss has some spare time to be idle, never able to resist the sensation of those little orbs in her paw.

\tThe walk home is quick enough this time with no interactions out of the ordinary. The typical glance and snicker from others was to be expected but the boy didn't care, he was just happy to be home and knowing that his day was that much closer to over. They even missed Mi'ori at the door thankfully, as the two simply went up to the woman’s penthouse and she went into the massive living room as she slipped free of her dress and crashed on the couch, while that squirrel obediently kneel beside her, not daring to act up as he didn't want to be treated like that again.

\tShe pulled up her holo, still holding the boy’s leash and simply relaxed there in the nude. Interacting, reacting to media, and settling business as well. As per his standing orders, the boy saw her start to strip nude and quickly closed his eyes, never allowed to actually see her nude. With his eyes closed, she spread her legs and hooked them around him forcing the boy’s face into her slit again where he simply groomed away her own ‘honey’ from her thighs and lips from all the sensual events of the day having aroused her.

\tFinally starting to relax some she reached over and grabbed that same puck from her purse, turning it on with the little slave between her thighs. This made the helpless boy whimper loudly as he kept licking her tight plump sex. She looked at his floppy flaccid cock and grumbled as if flustered that he was not already hard. The boy had a good idea of what was going to happen next as he whimpered loudly and shook his head hard between her thighs, begging her not to hurt him again.

\tShe growled lightly and ignored his protests, whispering quietly “Should have listened earlier slave;” pressing the yellow button that made him moan aloud, this one not hurting as much but being very unpleasant still as the low power solid sock came to his prostate forcing that tiny pink rodent meat to plump up once more at her command. She simply pulled it into her muzzle and purred around it, the little rodent leaking pre into her muzzle as he huff puff and whimpered between her thighs, having stopped licking her.

\tAmy flicked the boy’s ear hard, pulling that little cock from her mouth with a loud moist popping before saying “Either keep going or I'm going to have to actually punish you boy. It's been a long day, I don't want you slacking off slave.” This only made the boy whimper and nod emphatically before going back to kissing and licking her slit while she sucked on his little cock and watched things on her holo.

\tThis satiated her for a little while, purring around that tiny cock as he worshiped her slit. But like most nights this bored her eventually. And because he was too coy to fuck her properly, normally she’d have to push him down and ride him to get what she wanted out of him. But not anymore. She simply put a foot paw on his chest and kicked him off her snatch and back onto the floor before taking that little puck from her muzzle, pressing the + button a few times to turn up the vibrator in the boy’s ass to a high-medium, and slipped that translocater puck between her thighs where she fucked herself with his little cock.

\tEarlier, Mi’ori has asked her what satisfied her about little cocks like his? She was abnormally tight down there due to a medical condition and even though he was small even by her standards, it means that his tiny little cock could perfectly tease her G-spot with its tip. She absolutely went to town on herself, making the little helpless slave writhe on the ground and moan as she herself pant and purr quietly.

What else did she love about cubs like him? The fact they where so easy to get to climax. Even now that little cock throb, twitched and shot a hot sticky stream of pre into her as she didn't let up and kept going to town with that little rod. She held the + button for a second and it turned on the base’s vibrate feature, vibrating that little cock on it hard as she used the real flesh vibrator  against that little slightly rougher patch of flesh on the roof of her insides that milked and squeezed that little rod.

\tThe boy was already whimpering and moaning begging her without words to stop as he was thrown head over heels into post orgasmic bliss and over stimulation rocked his body with a torturous level of pleasure. But she didn't care at all. She normally powered through this when she rode him, but this was so much easier, and even though she felt his cock starting to get a little softer now she only pushed the yellow button which made him yelp out and moan again as this was enough not only to force him back to max haft but also made his little cock squirt another few string of pre up into her leaving him whimpering and sobbing as she purred and rested her feet on top of him, indifferent to his suffering.

\tEventually, she too soon was panting and growled in pleasure as that zenith approached quickly and smashing that red button she forced the little slave into maximum climax as she herself crested the waterfall like precipice of orgasmic bliss, showering the puck and the boy that lay below with her squirted juices from the strongest climax he’d ever given her.

\tShe lay there panting, totally worn out, and soaked now, her mind lost to the bliss as she simply relaxed there with the soaked slave being a footrest for the moment. She purred out a quiet “Mmmmmnnfffff, Gooood boy...” before slowly coming back around.

\tShe got a devious idea next, smirking, reaching into her purse and pulling out her backup panties she carried around in spite of rarely wearing any. She slid into those panties and before pulling them all the way up, slipped that little boy’s cock into her slit and then pulled up those panties. She looked down at the boy and said simply “There we go, this is your cock’s new home boy.”

\tShe stepped over him, dropping that silver leash on top of him as that little cock wriggle side to side inside of her as she walked away to get a drink, leaving that little boy moaning and whimpering on the ground, tears rolling down his cheeks as he was totally spent and now was realizing that with this new device he was little more than life support for his mistress’ favorite plaything, his tiny, pink, tapered, rodent cock, buried in its new home, not within his sheath but within her sex.



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