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Dagga has been caught and processed through the outer-rings penal system, will he be able to escape or will he live out his sentence?", "writing": "The walk towards their barracks lasted less than an hour, yet the feeling of unease of having my nethers exposed made it seem all the longer.\n\nEvery sound on the street seemed to make me jump, the clanging of falling metal, the thudding of boots, lit windows yet to open, sounds that could lead to people coming and seeing my current state of humiliation. They may not know me, yet it would still be humiliating to become a laughingstock for the denizens of the outer ring.\n\nThe cold chains around my wrists didn’t make the situation any better, as well as the warmth I feel on my cheeks reciprocate itself to my exposed member.\n\nEvery so often the guard holding my bindings would pull, dragging me forward, and making me almost fall. Glad that I knew how to keep up at least.\n\nHad they not been wearing their helmets, I would have at least figured out how they looked, and maybe even would found a way to escape these wretched binds.\n\nMy dreadful ruminating was abruptly stopped when my face made contact with my captor’s back, and my sheath brushing slightly against his exposed thigh, the warmth of his body stimulating mine.\n\n“We’re here!” one guard said gleefully.\n\n“The inter-ring prison cells!” another followed gleefully.\n\n“Where you’re going to pay your dues” the third said emphasizing the last word.\n\n“What do you mean?” I ask, the words seeming to sound meeker than how I anticipated.\n\n“Oh, you’ll see, new meat” the first guard said followed by a sneer and hearty chuckle.\n\nThe compound itself seemed, empty. Probably a holding facility for low level criminals. There were only two small cells at the end of the complex. I expected it to be bigger.\n\nI was dragged into a small room with nothing but a chair and told to wait, the chains fed through a loop on the table that seemed sturdy enough to withstand even the guards. So, breaking that is out of the question.\n\nMinutes passed in quiet silence, a large mirror on the wall reflecting back at me my sorry state. My once pristine fur matted with dust and grime, wet spots all over my body, and lowering my gaze made me close my legs instinctively, forgetting about my apparent lack of clothing.\n\nWhen I was done inspecting myself from afar, in came one of the guards from earlier, he had a mischievous grin and a large ledger in one hand.\nAfter eyeing me up and down, which made me blush, he sat down on the other side of the table and opened the notebook. He began speaking.\n\n“Male rodent with alabaster fur caught streaking in the middle of the night, name unknown, age unknown, address unknown, a real john doe” and after peering under the table “definitely not a buck”\n\nI close my legs as far as they could, I will not give this wretched guard the satisfaction of seeing my aroused state.\n“Awwww, now that you’re caught, you’ve got a sense of decency, how cute” words that felt smooth to the ear when they left the guard’s mouth.\n\n“You know, I can lessen your stay here if you cooperate, no one in our ledger fits your description, so, we’ll say this was a first-time offense, what do you say?” he said, his eyes sizing me up like some sort of prey.\n\nThe bulge that began to expand in his breeches seemed to tell me what he’s implying, and since they didn’t realize I was some sort of thief and thought I was some sort of deviant, this made things all the easier.\n\nWithout another word I got down on my knees and pulled my arms as far as the chain would let them, and began our negotiation.\n\n“Woah, didn’t even need an explanation, you are a slut aren’t you, little mouse?” unzipping his pants, the guard revealed his large sheath and equally large balls. The musk from the one male almost filling up the whole room.\n\nNuzzling the guard’s nethers filled my nose even further with his musk, making my own member leave the sheath.\nThe tip of the knotted cock began to rise out of the canid’s sheath, my tongue working around it to coax it out even faster.\n\nPre had already begun to form by the tip, my tongue eagerly lapping at it if it means escape. A moment like this tends to remind me of a life before I got to Ambrox, the city of rings. Hailing from a nameless city and using my tongue to get on a boat out of there.\n\nThe salty tang filled my mouth as my own needy member began to leak with anticipation. Rare were the moments where I could take pleasure in savoring such tastes, his salty pre reminding me of the sea air and their equally salty seamen\n\n“Looks like somebody’s enjoying this as much as I am, so cute” he teases as his foot playfully strokes my throbbing cock. Pleasure rode through my system until he pressed it further on the cold floor and laughing.\n\n“Truly a needy slut found on the side of the road, thought he would get off with the help of a guard!” he bellows as I glare from my position.\nBefore I could free my mouth and make a retort, his large paws bared down on my head forcing me to take on more of his member still emerging from his sheath.\n\nI still couldn’t feel the knot most canines had, yet it was already pushing at the back of my throat, just how big was he?\nI’ve used my throat countless times to smuggle sealed documents and certain potions, but none came close to this behemoth of a canid cock that seemed to not stop.\n\nA few more forceful thrusts later, and I could feel his bulbous knot twitching with anticipation, which gave me a slight relief knowing we were about to finish, or at least he was.\n\nFaster and faster he went, my nose breathing in his musk trying to get some air between every thrust, needy and on the edge, I didn’t even notice I was similarly humping the empty air between his legs in an attempt to get myself off.\n\nAs he hilted his member between my muzzle, I felt his balls and cock twitch as his warm seed began to spill itself down my gullet and into my stomach.\n\n“Good slut, drink it all up” pulling his member out I began to get back to my chair and try to catch my breath, my lust still on full display. I could still feel his copious amount of seed sloshing about as I tried to move.\n\n“Looks like you enjoyed yourself, but no matter, you pleasure yourself later in your cell” without realizing it he’d already cleaned himself up and hid any evidence of our interaction, save for the bit of cum still stuck on my chin.\n\n“You will be sentenced to three days of public presentation in the stocks outside, and three nights in your cell. Be thankful that I like you, slut” the guard says with a huff before leaving me again to wait in the dank room, shivering in fear and sighing in relief of such a lenient sentence.\n\nWithout thinking, I began to try and stroke myself off, angling my needy member with my paws still bound to the table. I had to be quick if I wanted to finish before another guard came in to take me from my cell.\n\nMy mind began to race as I visualized of hot men I’ve seen through my travels. Mercenaries with rippling muscles under thing threadbare tunics. Refined Khemian guards, their black fur that seemed to glisten in sunlight and emphasize their assets. Yet the most frustrating and surprising of all was thinking about that smug red panda-Corey.\n\nI began to imagine his soft supple body; I imagine that he’s warm and soft like a blanket. His long fluffy tail wrapping itself around me, tickling me. I’ve never seen him in the nude, but I could only imagine what he was packing under those tight pants. I’ve always disliked Corey for being stuck-up and conceited, but I had to admit he was hot.\n\nAs I felt myself on the verge of release, my hands moving faster and faster, laughter burst forth from the mirror, the surprise making me yelp and cum all over the table as I fell over.\n\n“We knew you were a slut, but didn’t expect you to jack-off in interrogations” a voice said\nStanding up I see that the mirror had become a window in another room, and that all three guards who capture me were there, laughing. I could do nothing but try and bury my reddening face as shame began to feel me with what I just did.\n\n“Don’t worry, we’ve got the perfect restraints for someone like you, it’s another restraint, for let’s say, certain prisoners who seem to enjoy their stay” one of the guards said, each word a snide remark as he raised some sort of metal contraption no bigger than a thumb.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The walk towards their barracks lasted less than an hour, yet the feeling of unease of having my nethers exposed made it seem all the longer.

Every sound on the street seemed to make me jump, the clanging of falling metal, the thudding of boots, lit windows yet to open, sounds that could lead to people coming and seeing my current state of humiliation. They may not know me, yet it would still be humiliating to become a laughingstock for the denizens of the outer ring.

The cold chains around my wrists didn’t make the situation any better, as well as the warmth I feel on my cheeks reciprocate itself to my exposed member.

Every so often the guard holding my bindings would pull, dragging me forward, and making me almost fall. Glad that I knew how to keep up at least.

Had they not been wearing their helmets, I would have at least figured out how they looked, and maybe even would found a way to escape these wretched binds.

My dreadful ruminating was abruptly stopped when my face made contact with my captor’s back, and my sheath brushing slightly against his exposed thigh, the warmth of his body stimulating mine.

“We’re here!” one guard said gleefully.

“The inter-ring prison cells!” another followed gleefully.

“Where you’re going to pay your dues” the third said emphasizing the last word.

“What do you mean?” I ask, the words seeming to sound meeker than how I anticipated.

“Oh, you’ll see, new meat” the first guard said followed by a sneer and hearty chuckle.

The compound itself seemed, empty. Probably a holding facility for low level criminals. There were only two small cells at the end of the complex. I expected it to be bigger.

I was dragged into a small room with nothing but a chair and told to wait, the chains fed through a loop on the table that seemed sturdy enough to withstand even the guards. So, breaking that is out of the question.

Minutes passed in quiet silence, a large mirror on the wall reflecting back at me my sorry state. My once pristine fur matted with dust and grime, wet spots all over my body, and lowering my gaze made me close my legs instinctively, forgetting about my apparent lack of clothing.

When I was done inspecting myself from afar, in came one of the guards from earlier, he had a mischievous grin and a large ledger in one hand.
After eyeing me up and down, which made me blush, he sat down on the other side of the table and opened the notebook. He began speaking.

“Male rodent with alabaster fur caught streaking in the middle of the night, name unknown, age unknown, address unknown, a real john doe” and after peering under the table “definitely not a buck”

I close my legs as far as they could, I will not give this wretched guard the satisfaction of seeing my aroused state.
“Awwww, now that you’re caught, you’ve got a sense of decency, how cute” words that felt smooth to the ear when they left the guard’s mouth.

“You know, I can lessen your stay here if you cooperate, no one in our ledger fits your description, so, we’ll say this was a first-time offense, what do you say?” he said, his eyes sizing me up like some sort of prey.

The bulge that began to expand in his breeches seemed to tell me what he’s implying, and since they didn’t realize I was some sort of thief and thought I was some sort of deviant, this made things all the easier.

Without another word I got down on my knees and pulled my arms as far as the chain would let them, and began our negotiation.

“Woah, didn’t even need an explanation, you are a slut aren’t you, little mouse?” unzipping his pants, the guard revealed his large sheath and equally large balls. The musk from the one male almost filling up the whole room.

Nuzzling the guard’s nethers filled my nose even further with his musk, making my own member leave the sheath.
The tip of the knotted cock began to rise out of the canid’s sheath, my tongue working around it to coax it out even faster.

Pre had already begun to form by the tip, my tongue eagerly lapping at it if it means escape. A moment like this tends to remind me of a life before I got to Ambrox, the city of rings. Hailing from a nameless city and using my tongue to get on a boat out of there.

The salty tang filled my mouth as my own needy member began to leak with anticipation. Rare were the moments where I could take pleasure in savoring such tastes, his salty pre reminding me of the sea air and their equally salty seamen

“Looks like somebody’s enjoying this as much as I am, so cute” he teases as his foot playfully strokes my throbbing cock. Pleasure rode through my system until he pressed it further on the cold floor and laughing.

“Truly a needy slut found on the side of the road, thought he would get off with the help of a guard!” he bellows as I glare from my position.
Before I could free my mouth and make a retort, his large paws bared down on my head forcing me to take on more of his member still emerging from his sheath.

I still couldn’t feel the knot most canines had, yet it was already pushing at the back of my throat, just how big was he?
I’ve used my throat countless times to smuggle sealed documents and certain potions, but none came close to this behemoth of a canid cock that seemed to not stop.

A few more forceful thrusts later, and I could feel his bulbous knot twitching with anticipation, which gave me a slight relief knowing we were about to finish, or at least he was.

Faster and faster he went, my nose breathing in his musk trying to get some air between every thrust, needy and on the edge, I didn’t even notice I was similarly humping the empty air between his legs in an attempt to get myself off.

As he hilted his member between my muzzle, I felt his balls and cock twitch as his warm seed began to spill itself down my gullet and into my stomach.

“Good slut, drink it all up” pulling his member out I began to get back to my chair and try to catch my breath, my lust still on full display. I could still feel his copious amount of seed sloshing about as I tried to move.

“Looks like you enjoyed yourself, but no matter, you pleasure yourself later in your cell” without realizing it he’d already cleaned himself up and hid any evidence of our interaction, save for the bit of cum still stuck on my chin.

“You will be sentenced to three days of public presentation in the stocks outside, and three nights in your cell. Be thankful that I like you, slut” the guard says with a huff before leaving me again to wait in the dank room, shivering in fear and sighing in relief of such a lenient sentence.

Without thinking, I began to try and stroke myself off, angling my needy member with my paws still bound to the table. I had to be quick if I wanted to finish before another guard came in to take me from my cell.

My mind began to race as I visualized of hot men I’ve seen through my travels. Mercenaries with rippling muscles under thing threadbare tunics. Refined Khemian guards, their black fur that seemed to glisten in sunlight and emphasize their assets. Yet the most frustrating and surprising of all was thinking about that smug red panda-Corey.

I began to imagine his soft supple body; I imagine that he’s warm and soft like a blanket. His long fluffy tail wrapping itself around me, tickling me. I’ve never seen him in the nude, but I could only imagine what he was packing under those tight pants. I’ve always disliked Corey for being stuck-up and conceited, but I had to admit he was hot.

As I felt myself on the verge of release, my hands moving faster and faster, laughter burst forth from the mirror, the surprise making me yelp and cum all over the table as I fell over.

“We knew you were a slut, but didn’t expect you to jack-off in interrogations” a voice said
Standing up I see that the mirror had become a window in another room, and that all three guards who capture me were there, laughing. I could do nothing but try and bury my reddening face as shame began to feel me with what I just did.

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