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And the result of such choices was the tall, and lean ocelot eyeing me from the head down in my doorway.\n\n“Well, well, well, what do we have here? Seems my little skunk stinks more than usual” the ocelot greeted in a sultry voice.\nHaving had something to drink, I don’t question my long-time online friend being in my house even without telling him where I live. I beckoned him inside and he closed the door behind him. Not asking questions I sit down and bury my face in my hands.\n\n“Aww, quit moping around, I came all the way here for a playdate after hearing about your relationship. Let’s have some fun” the ocelot beckons as he sits next to me and began sensually rubbing on my thigh.\n\nMy mind was in a haze of lust, alcohol and depression, the solace being offered by the visitor beside me seems to be a sweet enough deal, sweet enough for my manhood to start hardening at the offer.\n\nBut before I could unzip my “little friend” a piece of paper had been slipped onto the coffee table before me along with a pen.\n“Just a simple waiver about what were about to do, nothing much, but refuse to sign and I might just leave and never come back” a spotted tail rising to my face, beautiful spotted fur that smells like roses and berries filling my face not letting me read the contract before me.\n\nMy horniness and neediness overcame me as I hastily took the pen and tried to sign the contract, and before I could take a look at what I just signed, the paper was taken away and pocketed somewhere.\n\n“Signed, and in order. Ready for some fun big boy?” the ocelot says already naked down to nothing but the spots on his body, each one accentuating his rippling muscles and his stiffening barbed cock already rising out of his fuzzy sheath, all above a pair of fuzzy orbs looking filled and ready to release.\n\nPractically panting and drooling I immediately follow tout suite and strip down to nothing, the patch of white fur running down my chest to my balls drawing attention to my little red stiffy.\n\nBefore I could look back up to my partner, a pair of strong hands push down on my shoulders leaving me face to face with a large 8-inch ocelot cock, of which I immediately try and run my tongue along from tip to base.\n\n“Good boy” the ocelot says proudly as his hands guide my head as it bobbed along his cock, each barb sending rippling feeling along my body. his feline musk filling my nose with every press down his patched pubic patch. Every back and forth having his pair of heavy balls slap against my chin turning me on even more, already leaking and humping empty air, needy and wanting some release.\n\n“Eager little thing now, aren’t we, pet? Go to your room first, while your master will get some more toys we can play with. Hurry now” the ocelot mockingly says as he pulls away his cock from my maw, dripping pre as a line of saliva connects it to my tongue.\n\nI pleadingly look up to my new master, never have I dreamed I would have said that. Online I’ve always talked about exploring new avenues of pleasure and wanting to be someone’s bottom, someone’s pet.\n\n“Yes Master” I replied scurrying off to the room I formerly shared with an ex. My meager member bobbed between my legs with every step, drops of pre forming and dropping onto my lush carpeted floor, the stains apparent yet not of my concern at the moment. And there I sat at the edge of my bed, waiting.\n\nWhen master came back, he had a bag in tow, placing it down and without even giving me a glance he utters the words “Lay on the bed” of which I eagerly comply laying on a spread-eagle position, ready for whatever my master has in store for me.\n\nFirst came the bindings, leather straps wrapping around my wrists and ankles tying me to my bedposts, keeping me from moving. Then came a blindfold, silky smooth yet with the hints of familiar scent.\n\n“You like that don’t you, that’s my underwear on your face if you haven’t guessed by now” words which made my long fluffy tail to try and wag itself even while I’m tied up.\n\nWith my mobility and sight hampered all I can do was wait in anticipation. The feeling of soft velvety pawpads were the first to come. My master’s paws glided over my supple body. the feeling of his touch appearing ever so often, from playing with my nipples to fondling my cock or even just massaging my tail or my belly. Every touch as fast and as quick as it had arrived leaving me wanting more, leaving me needing more. My neediness getting the better of me as I felt his hot breath on my neck and slowly moving down in tandem with his head to my chest and finally resting on my cock.\n\nThe warmth of his breath almost bringing me on the edge making me buckle my hips in a useless attempt of release by humping into empty air. Then came cold, sheer cold gripping my balls and cock.\n\nIt felt as if ice had been pressed onto my nethers and even more cold came as the said ice was rubbed all along my length and taint. Howling I yearned for him to stop, my cock already shrinking back from the distasteful cold, my arms unable to give solace to my now fully flaccid member.\n\n“What did you do?” my voice trembled, my heart still racing from the cold\n\n“Pets don’t talk unless spoken to!” the ocelot barked back with anger, his hand gripping my tender orbs making me howl even louder.\n\n“Understand?” He followed up\n\nTo which I could only nod as to not anger master once again.\n\n“Good boy, now hold still” I held my breath in anticipation of what would happen next only for cold to once again grip my member, a cold ring of metal wrapped itself around the base of my cock and balls followed by an audible click as I felt even more metal cover the head of my flaccid cock.\n\nWas this one of those chastity cages? I’ve always wanted to try one, but didn’t know how to get into it. Excitement began to fill me once more at the thought of the cage, making itself apparent as my cock began to try and harden in its new confines, only for it to be denied its freedom.\n\nThe click was shortly followed by a snap, dread making men think the worst of that sound. Shortly thereafter my blindfold was removed to show me half a key no bigger than a thumb. A grim confirmation of what I heard. It was the chastity key snapping in half, leaving the cage on permanently.\n\nThe cold still made me shiver, but the sound of an electric razor suddenly filled my ears. I felt my tail suddenly get grabby by the edge, straightened. Then it came, the subtle vibrations of an electric razor running along my tail from base to tail.\n\nI stifled my screams and surprise as I knew reacting would lead to even more punishment. A big fluffy tail is a sign of pride amongst skunks, the bigger the poofier the more you could possibly attract a mate. Yet as I lay there spread eagle, my pride began to fall in patches on the floor, leaving my tail looking like a rat’s, making me feel even more defenseless than before.\n\nThe cage, the shaving and the pet talk led me to dread what I had signed, yet the thought of being someone’s pet did seem appealing. To forget my old life and worries. To only follow my new master’s whims, would be my new life, and I liked it.\n\n“Now that you’re all trussed up, ready to go for a walk little guy?” my master asks me condescendingly, to which I happily reply with a bark.\n\n“Good boy, I’ll get your collar and we’ll be off” my master happily said as he scampered off once more.\nToday is the first day of my life as a pet. I like the sound of that.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Alcohol had always led me onto some of my worst choices, my marriage and subsequent divorce to name a few. And the result of such choices was the tall, and lean ocelot eyeing me from the head down in my doorway.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? Seems my little skunk stinks more than usual” the ocelot greeted in a sultry voice.
Having had something to drink, I don’t question my long-time online friend being in my house even without telling him where I live. I beckoned him inside and he closed the door behind him. Not asking questions I sit down and bury my face in my hands.

“Aww, quit moping around, I came all the way here for a playdate after hearing about your relationship. Let’s have some fun” the ocelot beckons as he sits next to me and began sensually rubbing on my thigh.

My mind was in a haze of lust, alcohol and depression, the solace being offered by the visitor beside me seems to be a sweet enough deal, sweet enough for my manhood to start hardening at the offer.

But before I could unzip my “little friend” a piece of paper had been slipped onto the coffee table before me along with a pen.
“Just a simple waiver about what were about to do, nothing much, but refuse to sign and I might just leave and never come back” a spotted tail rising to my face, beautiful spotted fur that smells like roses and berries filling my face not letting me read the contract before me.

My horniness and neediness overcame me as I hastily took the pen and tried to sign the contract, and before I could take a look at what I just signed, the paper was taken away and pocketed somewhere.

“Signed, and in order. Ready for some fun big boy?” the ocelot says already naked down to nothing but the spots on his body, each one accentuating his rippling muscles and his stiffening barbed cock already rising out of his fuzzy sheath, all above a pair of fuzzy orbs looking filled and ready to release.

Practically panting and drooling I immediately follow tout suite and strip down to nothing, the patch of white fur running down my chest to my balls drawing attention to my little red stiffy.

Before I could look back up to my partner, a pair of strong hands push down on my shoulders leaving me face to face with a large 8-inch ocelot cock, of which I immediately try and run my tongue along from tip to base.

“Good boy” the ocelot says proudly as his hands guide my head as it bobbed along his cock, each barb sending rippling feeling along my body. his feline musk filling my nose with every press down his patched pubic patch. Every back and forth having his pair of heavy balls slap against my chin turning me on even more, already leaking and humping empty air, needy and wanting some release.

“Eager little thing now, aren’t we, pet? Go to your room first, while your master will get some more toys we can play with. Hurry now” the ocelot mockingly says as he pulls away his cock from my maw, dripping pre as a line of saliva connects it to my tongue.

I pleadingly look up to my new master, never have I dreamed I would have said that. Online I’ve always talked about exploring new avenues of pleasure and wanting to be someone’s bottom, someone’s pet.

“Yes Master” I replied scurrying off to the room I formerly shared with an ex. My meager member bobbed between my legs with every step, drops of pre forming and dropping onto my lush carpeted floor, the stains apparent yet not of my concern at the moment. And there I sat at the edge of my bed, waiting.

When master came back, he had a bag in tow, placing it down and without even giving me a glance he utters the words “Lay on the bed” of which I eagerly comply laying on a spread-eagle position, ready for whatever my master has in store for me.

First came the bindings, leather straps wrapping around my wrists and ankles tying me to my bedposts, keeping me from moving. Then came a blindfold, silky smooth yet with the hints of familiar scent.

“You like that don’t you, that’s my underwear on your face if you haven’t guessed by now” words which made my long fluffy tail to try and wag itself even while I’m tied up.

With my mobility and sight hampered all I can do was wait in anticipation. The feeling of soft velvety pawpads were the first to come. My master’s paws glided over my supple body. the feeling of his touch appearing ever so often, from playing with my nipples to fondling my cock or even just massaging my tail or my belly. Every touch as fast and as quick as it had arrived leaving me wanting more, leaving me needing more. My neediness getting the better of me as I felt his hot breath on my neck and slowly moving down in tandem with his head to my chest and finally resting on my cock.

The warmth of his breath almost bringing me on the edge making me buckle my hips in a useless attempt of release by humping into empty air. Then came cold, sheer cold gripping my balls and cock.

It felt as if ice had been pressed onto my nethers and even more cold came as the said ice was rubbed all along my length and taint. Howling I yearned for him to stop, my cock already shrinking back from the distasteful cold, my arms unable to give solace to my now fully flaccid member.

“What did you do?” my voice trembled, my heart still racing from the cold

“Pets don’t talk unless spoken to!” the ocelot barked back with anger, his hand gripping my tender orbs making me howl even louder.

“Understand?” He followed up

To which I could only nod as to not anger master once again.

“Good boy, now hold still” I held my breath in anticipation of what would happen next only for cold to once again grip my member, a cold ring of metal wrapped itself around the base of my cock and balls followed by an audible click as I felt even more metal cover the head of my flaccid cock.

Was this one of those chastity cages? I’ve always wanted to try one, but didn’t know how to get into it. Excitement began to fill me once more at the thought of the cage, making itself apparent as my cock began to try and harden in its new confines, only for it to be denied its freedom.

The click was shortly followed by a snap, dread making men think the worst of that sound. Shortly thereafter my blindfold was removed to show me half a key no bigger than a thumb. A grim confirmation of what I heard. It was the chastity key snapping in half, leaving the cage on permanently.

The cold still made me shiver, but the sound of an electric razor suddenly filled my ears. I felt my tail suddenly get grabby by the edge, straightened. Then it came, the subtle vibrations of an electric razor running along my tail from base to tail.

I stifled my screams and surprise as I knew reacting would lead to even more punishment. A big fluffy tail is a sign of pride amongst skunks, the bigger the poofier the more you could possibly attract a mate. Yet as I lay there spread eagle, my pride began to fall in patches on the floor, leaving my tail looking like a rat’s, making me feel even more defenseless than before.

The cage, the shaving and the pet talk led me to dread what I had signed, yet the thought of being someone’s pet did seem appealing. To forget my old life and worries. To only follow my new master’s whims, would be my new life, and I liked it.

“Now that you’re all trussed up, ready to go for a walk little guy?” my master asks me condescendingly, to which I happily reply with a bark.

“Good boy, I’ll get your collar and we’ll be off” my master happily said as he scampered off once more.
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