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Legs closed and head facing down. With how white my fur was, my blush was more than noticeable.\n\nOne thought raced through my lucid mind, what was I thinking?\ncouldn’t I have waited in my cell? Was I that desperate? Or was I hoping to get caught, hoping they would punish me like the pervert they thought I am?\n\nMy lust addled mind seemed to enjoy such thoughts when a warmth began to rise up between my legs again.\n\nBefore I could stifle my reactions and finish my thoughts, another guard burst into the room. With a snide smile on his face and a set of keys in hand, he removed my chains and exchanged them for a proper set of shackles. One for every limb\n\nStrangely enough, I couldn’t find anywhere on the shackles for chains to go to, nor to link with anything. They were just steel bands of metal, featureless save for the occasional groove and scratches probably left by the last few wearers.\n\nThen a thought hit me, I’m still stark naked as the day I was born!\n\n“Um, excuse me. Can I get something to wear before you take me to my cell” I ask politely, I was sitting on a knife’s edge with these guards, don’t know what they’ll pull next.\n\n“Sorry, prisoners only get to keep unenchanted clothes that they have when we bring them in. And in your case, none at all!” the guard laughed as he motioned for me to follow him.\n\nNot wanting to make this last any longer I comply and followed. Then again what was stopping me from running out the front door, I wasn’t bound, and they didn’t seem to think me a threat. Maybe they’ll let me go if I’m fast enough!\n\nA slight shock came like a revelation at these thoughts. The cuffs! They were enchanted! It seems even the outer ring had some modern magic tucked away, albeit basic and barbaric ones it seems.\n\nPushing the thoughts out of my mind, I hear the clicking of the cell door unlocking followed by the creaking of its old and worn hinges.\n“Get in” the guard said\n\nThe cell was made of old worn cobblestone, cold to the touch. Threadbare bedding made of hay lay next to a bucket of water. A small hole in the side showed signs of use as a form of latrine. What a lovely place to spend the next three nights in.\n\nI comply, just wanting this night to end. Hopefully when the guild realizes I haven’t come back from my assignment, they won’t send anyone to look for me, at least not yet. I don’t want any of them to see me like this. Rather than being called a noble I’d outright be called a slut for how I look now.\n\nThe bedding gave little to no comfort as I could feel the heat leave my body and seep into the cobblestone floor. Warmth that I’m sure other inmates felt leave as they slept in this very cot.\n\nA window high and barred gave slight illumination as moonlight seemed to seep into the cell, and with it the cold sea air.\nThe smell of salt and liquor from a nearby tavern seemed to flow my way. Filling my nose with the smell and longing for warmth I’d have probably felt had I managed to escape.\n\nI’d have a room in a fancy inn, maybe company or two in the form of a seasoned sailor or a young dockhand. Lust filled thoughts filled and flittered in my mind as I slowly drifted off to sleep.\n\n\nI was standing in what seemed to be my home, a single room hovel only I know about.\n\nIt sat around the outside of the outer ring, by the unlawful district, various anthros of different upbringing who couldn’t live in Ambrox, or couldn’t stand it.\n\nI lived a bit aways from the guild, but my train of thought was interrupted by a rapping at the door.\n\n“Dagga open up its me” a familiar voice shouted as it continued its knocking\n\n“Alright, alright, I’m on my way, hold your horses” I grumpily shout back standing up from my worn dirty bed.\n\n“What do you want?” I grumble as I lazily open the door.\n\nSurprised with what I saw I had to take a double take, it was Corey naked, and hard.\n\nBefore I could form any more words, his lips were on mine, his big red racoon balls brush against mine and his member dwarfed mine.\n\nOur kiss was sloppy as I feel his saliva all over my cheeks. Reaching down he aligned our members as we began to frot.\n\n“You like that don’t you, you slut” his pace speeding up\n\n“My little bitch aren’t you” his pace increasing as I began to feel myself climb over the edge\n\nEvery thrust, every little touch, I felt it, the ecstasy of his warm body on mine. His manly musk filling my nose as his breath covers me in brisk warmth. This was heaven, this was the dream.\n\n“Mmmmh, Corey, Cooorey, yes, yeees!” I scream loudly as I feel his hot seed fill my virgin hole.\n\n\n“Mmmmh, Corey, Cooorey, yes, yeees!” last words I heard in my dream before waking up to the sound of stifled jittering laughter.\nMy eyes shot open reveling to me the source of the laughter. It was the guards, they were huddled in front of where I slept, giggling like jittery little school girls.\n\nWhen they saw my open eyes, it showed I was awake. Which apparently was an open invitation for them to stop hiding their laughter and go all out.\n\nOnly when I abruptly stood up and looked down did I see what they were laughing at. My morning wood, hard, leaking, and apparent albeit its size in my damp white fur. Pre had been leaking for who knows how long, and by how sticky my hand was, it seems that I had been stroking myself in my sleep.\n\n“Aww is our little pervert awake” the first guard said with an emphasis on little.\n\n“It’s so small, we almost didn’t notice it hadn’t you been moaning in your sleep!” a second followed.\n\n“Was it a good dream? Or were you dreaming about little old us?” a third followed with a lecherous grab of his own crotch sporting a pitched tent.\n\nI wasn’t able to think of anything to say, the only response I could think was to turn around and act like they weren’t even there. They’ll\neventually stop their teasing, right?\n\n“Hold your horses slut, we aren’t going to use you today like James did with you last night. It’s the first day of your sentence” the sound of jangling keys and the cell door opening made my heart race.\n\n“Turn around” words that sounded different somehow\nSuddenly my body complied, the shackles glowing with arcane power. The scratches I dismissed before were actually runes by the looks of them. Magic shackles didn’t mean anything good, and it seems the panic I felt was apparent on my face.\n\n“Surprised, are we? These are an old pair of magic shackles left over from the first time magic was allowed to be used on prisoners, to avoid unwanted escapees, as you would guess” his words sounded factual yet with a hint of childlike cruelty.\n\n“Now spread your arms and legs, wouldn’t want you kicking the old money maker now wont we?” words that once again rang with the old magics.\n\nI stood there helpless and naked, my body on display to the guards who began catcalling and wolf whistling as my member throbbed, a bead of pre forming on the tip.\n\n“Wow, would you look at that, still turned on after being humiliated and put on display. Now we cant have you enjoying your punishment now wont we?” the guard says, kneeling in front of my naked body. his face inches from my needy member. His hot breath stimulating me even further as the heat is a welcome sensation in comparison to the cold hard floor.\n\nRummaging in his pockets, he seemed to be looking for something. I can only dread at what it will be.\n\n“Aha, found it” he said raising the same thumb sized metal cap I briefly saw the night before.\n\n“You see, you aren’t the first pervert we’ve caught, and you aren’t the first to enjoy the attention. This little doohickey helps us both punish and humiliate degenerates like yourselves” he gingerly says as he cups my balls with his free hand. The sudden intimate touch making me yelp and jump in surprise.\n\n“This little cage, will be removed after your sentence. So until then, if you want to lose the cage, don’t try to do anything that would force us to keep you here longer. Unless, that is what you want, pervert?” the guard says dominantly, the last word making me shudder.\n\nYet what came net was a feeling far colder than the floor as something cool came into contact with my member. His hands began to squeeze my tiny orbs in his hand, causing me to squirm, and causing my member to retreat back to its sheath.\n\nThe cold metal apparatus was then placed gingerly on my sheaths opening. Warmth once again spread across my loins as looking down, I saw it glow with a magic similar to the shackles. I felt the tight tug of a ring forming behind my balls puling them taught as the cage pressed further and seemed to shrink over my sheath.\n\n“Damn, I’ve only seen these things grow, never knew they could shrink. Hell, I didn’t event believe it could fit someone like you” one guard dumbfoundedly say as he pulled out coins from his pocket and another guard took them.\n\nHis spiteful jabs made me blush, and as blood rushed to my face, so did it rush somewhere else. My cock strained against its new confines, try as it might, it did not break free.\n\n“Well boys, now its time to start the show. Follow me, prisoner” the guards words bringing with it power and domination made my current attire glow. The glow seeming to attract more attention than bring it away, which was embarrassing as it is to say, made my member leak through the cage.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "After that embarrassing display, I quietly sat down back in my chair. Legs closed and head facing down. With how white my fur was, my blush was more than noticeable.

One thought raced through my lucid mind, what was I thinking?
couldn’t I have waited in my cell? Was I that desperate? Or was I hoping to get caught, hoping they would punish me like the pervert they thought I am?

My lust addled mind seemed to enjoy such thoughts when a warmth began to rise up between my legs again.

Before I could stifle my reactions and finish my thoughts, another guard burst into the room. With a snide smile on his face and a set of keys in hand, he removed my chains and exchanged them for a proper set of shackles. One for every limb

Strangely enough, I couldn’t find anywhere on the shackles for chains to go to, nor to link with anything. They were just steel bands of metal, featureless save for the occasional groove and scratches probably left by the last few wearers.

Then a thought hit me, I’m still stark naked as the day I was born!

“Um, excuse me. Can I get something to wear before you take me to my cell” I ask politely, I was sitting on a knife’s edge with these guards, don’t know what they’ll pull next.

“Sorry, prisoners only get to keep unenchanted clothes that they have when we bring them in. And in your case, none at all!” the guard laughed as he motioned for me to follow him.

Not wanting to make this last any longer I comply and followed. Then again what was stopping me from running out the front door, I wasn’t bound, and they didn’t seem to think me a threat. Maybe they’ll let me go if I’m fast enough!

A slight shock came like a revelation at these thoughts. The cuffs! They were enchanted! It seems even the outer ring had some modern magic tucked away, albeit basic and barbaric ones it seems.

Pushing the thoughts out of my mind, I hear the clicking of the cell door unlocking followed by the creaking of its old and worn hinges.
“Get in” the guard said

The cell was made of old worn cobblestone, cold to the touch. Threadbare bedding made of hay lay next to a bucket of water. A small hole in the side showed signs of use as a form of latrine. What a lovely place to spend the next three nights in.

I comply, just wanting this night to end. Hopefully when the guild realizes I haven’t come back from my assignment, they won’t send anyone to look for me, at least not yet. I don’t want any of them to see me like this. Rather than being called a noble I’d outright be called a slut for how I look now.

The bedding gave little to no comfort as I could feel the heat leave my body and seep into the cobblestone floor. Warmth that I’m sure other inmates felt leave as they slept in this very cot.

A window high and barred gave slight illumination as moonlight seemed to seep into the cell, and with it the cold sea air.
The smell of salt and liquor from a nearby tavern seemed to flow my way. Filling my nose with the smell and longing for warmth I’d have probably felt had I managed to escape.

I’d have a room in a fancy inn, maybe company or two in the form of a seasoned sailor or a young dockhand. Lust filled thoughts filled and flittered in my mind as I slowly drifted off to sleep.


I was standing in what seemed to be my home, a single room hovel only I know about.

It sat around the outside of the outer ring, by the unlawful district, various anthros of different upbringing who couldn’t live in Ambrox, or couldn’t stand it.

I lived a bit aways from the guild, but my train of thought was interrupted by a rapping at the door.

“Dagga open up its me” a familiar voice shouted as it continued its knocking

“Alright, alright, I’m on my way, hold your horses” I grumpily shout back standing up from my worn dirty bed.

“What do you want?” I grumble as I lazily open the door.

Surprised with what I saw I had to take a double take, it was Corey naked, and hard.

Before I could form any more words, his lips were on mine, his big red racoon balls brush against mine and his member dwarfed mine.

Our kiss was sloppy as I feel his saliva all over my cheeks. Reaching down he aligned our members as we began to frot.

“You like that don’t you, you slut” his pace speeding up

“My little bitch aren’t you” his pace increasing as I began to feel myself climb over the edge

Every thrust, every little touch, I felt it, the ecstasy of his warm body on mine. His manly musk filling my nose as his breath covers me in brisk warmth. This was heaven, this was the dream.

“Mmmmh, Corey, Cooorey, yes, yeees!” I scream loudly as I feel his hot seed fill my virgin hole.


“Mmmmh, Corey, Cooorey, yes, yeees!” last words I heard in my dream before waking up to the sound of stifled jittering laughter.
My eyes shot open reveling to me the source of the laughter. It was the guards, they were huddled in front of where I slept, giggling like jittery little school girls.

When they saw my open eyes, it showed I was awake. Which apparently was an open invitation for them to stop hiding their laughter and go all out.

Only when I abruptly stood up and looked down did I see what they were laughing at. My morning wood, hard, leaking, and apparent albeit its size in my damp white fur. Pre had been leaking for who knows how long, and by how sticky my hand was, it seems that I had been stroking myself in my sleep.

“Aww is our little pervert awake” the first guard said with an emphasis on little.

“It’s so small, we almost didn’t notice it hadn’t you been moaning in your sleep!” a second followed.

“Was it a good dream? Or were you dreaming about little old us?” a third followed with a lecherous grab of his own crotch sporting a pitched tent.

I wasn’t able to think of anything to say, the only response I could think was to turn around and act like they weren’t even there. They’ll
eventually stop their teasing, right?

“Hold your horses slut, we aren’t going to use you today like James did with you last night. It’s the first day of your sentence” the sound of jangling keys and the cell door opening made my heart race.

“Turn around” words that sounded different somehow
Suddenly my body complied, the shackles glowing with arcane power. The scratches I dismissed before were actually runes by the looks of them. Magic shackles didn’t mean anything good, and it seems the panic I felt was apparent on my face.

“Surprised, are we? These are an old pair of magic shackles left over from the first time magic was allowed to be used on prisoners, to avoid unwanted escapees, as you would guess” his words sounded factual yet with a hint of childlike cruelty.

“Now spread your arms and legs, wouldn’t want you kicking the old money maker now wont we?” words that once again rang with the old magics.

I stood there helpless and naked, my body on display to the guards who began catcalling and wolf whistling as my member throbbed, a bead of pre forming on the tip.

“Wow, would you look at that, still turned on after being humiliated and put on display. Now we cant have you enjoying your punishment now wont we?” the guard says, kneeling in front of my naked body. his face inches from my needy member. His hot breath stimulating me even further as the heat is a welcome sensation in comparison to the cold hard floor.

Rummaging in his pockets, he seemed to be looking for something. I can only dread at what it will be.

“Aha, found it” he said raising the same thumb sized metal cap I briefly saw the night before.

“You see, you aren’t the first pervert we’ve caught, and you aren’t the first to enjoy the attention. This little doohickey helps us both punish and humiliate degenerates like yourselves” he gingerly says as he cups my balls with his free hand. The sudden intimate touch making me yelp and jump in surprise.

“This little cage, will be removed after your sentence. So until then, if you want to lose the cage, don’t try to do anything that would force us to keep you here longer. Unless, that is what you want, pervert?” the guard says dominantly, the last word making me shudder.

Yet what came net was a feeling far colder than the floor as something cool came into contact with my member. His hands began to squeeze my tiny orbs in his hand, causing me to squirm, and causing my member to retreat back to its sheath.

The cold metal apparatus was then placed gingerly on my sheaths opening. Warmth once again spread across my loins as looking down, I saw it glow with a magic similar to the shackles. I felt the tight tug of a ring forming behind my balls puling them taught as the cage pressed further and seemed to shrink over my sheath.

“Damn, I’ve only seen these things grow, never knew they could shrink. Hell, I didn’t event believe it could fit someone like you” one guard dumbfoundedly say as he pulled out coins from his pocket and another guard took them.

His spiteful jabs made me blush, and as blood rushed to my face, so did it rush somewhere else. My cock strained against its new confines, try as it might, it did not break free.

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