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Whether due to the way his mind worked or simply the way his libido worked though, Kiba had read between the lines and realized that if he was right... this really was his dream job come true.\n\nNow he was here, ready to interview for a personal assistant role unlike anything he had done in his career so far, but feeling oddly confident about his chances as he watched the interviewees before him leave in either a confused or flustered looking state. The first two had seemed like they had been rejected almost immediately, and the wolf suspected that was because they hadn't understood what this job was really asking for. The most recent candidate however looked flustered as he left, and Kiba smirked as he glanced down and saw an undeniable tent in the feline male's smart black pants. He had clearly gone in with some awareness of what the job entailed, but in some regard had been lacking, hence being turned away so swiftly.\n\n“Next candidate, please.”\n\nA soft, gentle voice which nonetheless carried immense authority within its tones rang out through a speaker set into the wall just above the door leading to the penthouse office itself, and Kiba sprang to his feet immediately. He strode forward to the door, took a deep breath, and stepped inside before turning his head and looking back at the few remaining candidates still seated in the waiting area. Quite purposefully he firmly closed the door between himself and them, wordlessly letting them know they didn't need to hang around for their turn, before turning to face the man he was here to meet. His interviewer and prospective new employer, Dhahabi.\n\nThe black and gold furred werewolf leaned back in a luxurious chair behind a desk that wasn't as large or imposing as it could have been, but which was meticulously organized with high quality objects; a simple but stylish fountain pen, a polished wood and metal file rack, and a glass of neat whisky set on a carved wooden coaster off to one side. Dhahabi didn't rise to his feet to greet Kiba, nor did he speak or give Kiba any instruction. Of course, Kiba immediately recognized this opportunity for what it was. His first test. He smiled, walked over to stand before the werewolf's desk... noting the lack of a chair on his side, and inclined his head respectfully after just a moment of meeting the other man's gaze.\n\n“Good afternoon, Sir. I'm Kiba, and I'm here to earn the position as your personal assistant.”\n\nHe chose his words carefully, and when he lifted his head again he was relieved to see a faint smile playing over the werewolf's features.\n\n“Earn it?”\n\nDhahabi murmured curiously, just the slightest throaty rumble to his otherwise calm voice. Kiba nodded.\n\n“Yes, Sir. I read and understood what you were looking for in your advertisement. I know what you need isn't the kind of thing you can read about on a C.V or through educational qualifications. So, I'm ready to prove that I'm the right candidate for the job. To earn my place by your side.”\n\nThe werewolf raised an eyebrow a little further, and glanced up and down Kiba's own dark furred lupine body. He leaned back a little further in his seat and folded one leg up across the other. His footpaw jiggled slightly as he regarded the wolf thoughtfully, before chuckling and nodding his head slightly.\n\n“Okay, I'll bite. Tell me five ways you'd be willing to prove yourself. And, speak freely. If you really understand what I was asking for with my job-site posting, I'll know it from your answers.”\n\nKiba swallowed, but grinned nonetheless. This was it. If he was right, just proving that he knew it would give him a huge advantage. And if he was wrong... well, he hadn't quit his old job yet, so he wouldn't suffer anything more than some embarrassment and a wasted afternoon. He didn't believe he was wrong though, and thus despite his cheeks flushing he spoke with assuredness as he answered Dhahabi's query.\n\n“I could, Sir. But... it would be rather pointless, because you're the one who will give the commands. You're the one who will tell me what you want. What I need to do in order to please you. Satisfy you. Sure, I could say that I'd strip myself bare and let you examine me from head to toe. That I'd get on my knees and let you muzzlefuck me. That I'd lick and kiss you from head to toe. That I'd sit under your desk and suckle on you or kiss your balls while you take the other prospective employees through their interviews. I could tell you that I'd strip bare, let you stuff a vibrating plug in my ass, walk outside and tell all the others to go home because the position was as filled as I was. But, those things aren't for me to say. They're for you to choose. For you to decide, and command me as you see fit. After all, it's not actually a personal assistant job that you're looking for. What you're looking for, Sir... master, is a sub. A pet. And if you command me, I'll do everything I can to obey and prove to you what an obedient, subservient slut I can be.”\n\nDhahabi regarded Kiba with sharp eyes and the same lingering smirk as before. He didn't stop smiling even as Kiba revealed his supposed knowledge about the true nature of this job interview, but by the same token the werewolf's expression didn't shift to indicate any greater satisfaction or approval of the other male's revelation. He simply took the time to absorb and process what Kiba had said, considered it for a few more seconds, then gestured offhandedly with one paw as he spoke to the other wolf.\n\n“Take off your clothes for me, pet.”\n\nA happy whine escaped Kiba's lips, but to his credit he didn't waste Dhahabi's time reveling in his triumph and immediately began to do as he was told, calmly but swiftly removing his shirt, his pants, and finally his boxer shorts. It only took him twenty seconds or so to render himself totally naked, but by that point his sheath was already thickening and his cock starting to swell. Dhahabi meanwhile didn't move at all, and definitely didn't make any suggestion that he was going to start taking off his own attire.\n\n“When was the last time you came?”\n\nThe werewolf's eyes sparkled as he asked the query, and Kiba's pink erection began to thicken and protrude from the tip of his fuzzy black furred sheath as he considered the question for just a moment, wondering where exactly such a query might lead, before answering honestly.\n\n“This morning, in bed.”\n\nDhahabi nodded simply.\n\n“I see. How?”\n\nKiba's erection continued to grow as he stood there exposed before the werewolf's steely gaze.\n\n“I used a toy in my ass, master. And then when I was close, I held it deep inside and jerked myself to orgasm.”\n\nThe werewolf chuckled softly.\n\n“Was it good?”\n\nKiba trembled as his cock rose to full mast, and almost immediately he felt a slight dribble of pre-cum escaping his pointed tip as his shaft twitched in a combination of excitement over his current situation and the memory of that morning's masturbation.\n\n“Yes, master. It felt amazing.”\n\nAgain Dhahabi nodded, but seemed to drop that line of questioning there and then as he raised a hand and glanced at his own fingernails idly. When his gaze turned back to the naked, rock hard wolf a few seconds later, he nodded pointedly to Kiba's erection.\n\n“Masturbate for me now, pet.”\n\nKiba's cock lurched and a dribble of pre-cum struck the hardwood floors between his feet before he could even wrap a hand around his shaft and begin to obey Dhahabi's instruction. He nodded eagerly to the werewolf and grasped himself firmly. Normally the only time Kiba stood up to masturbate was when he was in the shower, but despite the lack of water flowing down over him and the less familiar audience of one, it didn't take him long to find a familiar and delicious rhythm with which to stroke himself. He massaged his cock from tip to just above where its knot would begin swelling, and when that bulge at the base of his shaft did begin to grow the wolf's other hand moved to grip and squeeze it independently of his still jerking, sliding paw along his shaft.\n\nFor a minute, then two, then three, Kiba jerked off in front of the other man with not a word passing between them, nor Dhahabi showing any signs of arousal or hunger for Kiba, just his same calm, curious smile. It was only when Kiba felt his hips starting to almost involuntarily rock back and forth, humping his cock into his grasp, and when he heard himself whimpering under his breath with increasing regularity that the silence between the two lupine males was broken.\n\n“I'm... a-ahh, master. I'm gonna cum soon.”\n\nDhahabi leaned slightly forward in his chair, and licked his lips.\n\n“Keep going, pet.”\n\nThe werewolf growled, the bands of gold visible over his eyes and around his ears sparkling as they were caught in the office's lighting. Kiba nodded and diligently continued to jerk off, whimpering and moaning more loudly and frequently still as the pleasure within him continued to grow and orgasm grew increasingly imminent.\n\n“Does it feel good?”\n\nThe werewolf murmured teasingly, and Kiba yelped blissfully as he nodded, a thick ribbon of pre-cum spurting out across the floor and almost striking the rear surface of Dhahabi's desk.\n\n“Ahhh... yes! Yesss. So good, master. I... ohh, god... I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna... I'm gonna... I-... oh! Oh!, I'm...”\n\nDhahabi rose sharply to his feet.\n\n“Stop.”\n\nHis voice was still calm, and yet it held a hundred times more authority than it had at any moment prior. Kiba knew that rationally he could have ignored the werewolf. That it would have been so very easy to give his cock just another single stroke, apply another fractionally gentle squeeze to his knot, and brought himself to the orgasm his body craved. All it would have cost him was a dumb fantasy that couldn't possibly have worked out anyway, and it would still have gained him the memory of this exciting experience, not to mention a thousand fantasies of a world where it had all gone to plan to fuel his masturbation for the next year or more. And yet despite that fact, Kiba reacted like he had been struck by lightning at the sound of Dhahabi's commanding voice. His hands sprang away from his cock and fell limp by his sides, and even his pistoning hips fell almost motionless; almost only because he found himself shaking as he stared down at his straining, dribbling, desperately twitching cock as it hung on the very precipice of orgasm yet failed to achieve the release, the satisfaction it craved.\n\n“Good pup.”\n\nThe werewolf murmured, a note of genuine admiration in his voice which alongside the praise filled words he spoke made Kiba's heart lurch with an intensity he hadn't expected, sincerely glad to have earned the other man's encouragement.\n\n“When does a pet get to cum?”\n\nDhahabi asked the question like the answer was obvious, yet with the tiniest note of humour in his voice which led Kiba to strongly suspect that this was the question which had led the previous candidate to be making an exit so unceremoniously and with his cock rock hard in his pants. There was no doubt in the black furred wolf's mind however what Dhahabi wanted to hear. In fact, it wasn't even about what he thought the werewolf expected or hoped for him to say. It was simply the true, singular answer to Dhahabi's question. Kiba licked his lips, whimpered softly, and looked longingly down at his still aching, needy cock as he responded.\n\n“When his master tell him he can.”\n\nHe looked up, and saw Dhahabi's face break into a toothy, almost snarling grin. The werewolf nodded.\n\n“And what if master never says his pet can cum? What if days pass. Weeks... months. What if the last orgasm master's pet ever had was... oh, I don't know, let's just pick an example at random. A totally average morning jerk off. A toy up his ass, a few strokes. Nothing special. Nothing that he'd remember for any other reason, except for the fact that it was the last orgasm he might ever, ever get to have. What then?”\n\nKiba shuddered. His cock lurched with desperation, as though begging him not to say what he was about to say. Begging him not to go down this road, to just grab it, squeeze it, and spend not just that moment but the whole rest of the day cumming his brains out simply because he had the capacity and the freedom to do so whenever and however he wanted. Instead though, the wolf dropped to his knees, and leaned forward onto all fours as Dhahabi stood behind his desk, still staring and still grinning that toothy, devilish grin of his.\n\n“Then the pet... then I'll be grateful, master. Because you know what's best, and if me not cumming means I can serve you better, then I'll fight every urge, every moment of temptation, until I learn to be obedient enough to not even want to cum without your permission.”\n\nSlowly, Dhahabi began to walk around from behind his desk. His body moved so smoothly, and the pure black suit, complete with black shirt and broken only by gold cuff links upon his wrists, flowed so softly and perfectly against his body that it was like it wasn't even there. His every step was pure seduction. His every glance down at the panting, trembling wolf provoking even greater lust in Kiba's aching, heavy and un-drained balls. He stopped directly in front of the bowing, supplicated wolf, and peered down at Kiba in silence until the other man dared to glance up and meet Dhahabi's fierce, unrelentingly sharp gaze.\n\n“You will go home and quit your job tonight. Record the call and send me a copy. Tell them you won't be working your notice. Accept any penalty they say you will face. I'll take care of it. Tomorrow morning, call your landlord and tell them you're moving out. If you have roommates, tell them you need some space and will be staying somewhere else for a while. Pack a bag. Only the things that matter to you. Nothing replaceable. Nothing that reminds you of obligations or stressful times in your life. Don't even bother with changes of clothes. If you need anything to wear, I'll choose it for you.”\n\nThe werewolf spoke so simply, like his requests were the most reasonable and casual things in all the world. And yet, at no point did he ever imply there was any choice to what he was saying, and at no point did Kiba ever make that assumption. He nodded feverishly. His cock strained as he rose back up onto his knees, and Dhahabi's eyes grew more stern and fierce for just a split-second before he spoke in that same calm, measured tone as almost always.\n\n“If you masturbate once you're out of my sight? If you cum? Don't bother showing up. I'll know, and I'll send you away. I'm not looking for a brat. I'm not looking for someone to punish, for a spirit to break. I want obedience from day one. From minute one. If anything I have said to you sounds unreasonable or impossible, tell me now and I'll let you go away with the memories of this kinky experience to enjoy for the rest of your life of working and working and working and trying so very hard just to get by, just to keep your head above water with all the decisions you have to make. All the responsibilities you have to juggle. Don't waste my time, and don't make me waste yours. But... if what I've said sounds like something you can do? Something you will do, pet?”\n\nDhahabi licked his lips, and Kiba nodded feverishly regardless of what the werewolf was going to say to him next. Dhahabi smirked at the submissive wolf's eagerness, but said it anyway.\n\n“Then let go of all the stress and worry in your heart, pup. Never be afraid or uncertain ever, ever again. Because master is here now, and he's going to always be there to tell you what to do. What to feel. Even how to keep the pesky temptation of that needy cock of yours at bay, whenever you think about pleasing your master... pleasing me, and it makes you want to cum so, so hard.”\n\nThe gold and black furred werewolf grinned savagely as Kiba gurgled and his eyes rolled back in pure elation. A thick string of pre-cum dribbled out onto the wooden floor between the wolf's legs, but though his fingers twitched slightly by his sides he made no move to reach for his cock. He just stared up at Dhahabi in return, and trembled in glee as his master addressed him once more.\n\n“Any questions you have, you're free to ask them now, pet.”\n\nKiba's head span. His face burned hot beneath his dark fur, but though there were a thousand questions he could and perhaps should have asked, there was only one that he needed to ask before the opportunity was lost to him, and he left the rest of his decision making to Dhahabi's commands alone.\n\n“Master, before I go... before I get ready to serve you? Can I... please, o-only if you want me to of course, but... can I please suck your cock? Can I make you cum, master?”\n\nDhahabi chuckled, but to Kiba's dismay shook his head.\n\n“Not quite yet.”\n\nHe murmured to the heartbroken wolf.\n\n“First... I want you to stand up, walk your naked self outside into the waiting room, and tell anyone else there that the position has been filled. Then I want you to walk back inhere, get down on your knees again, and suck my cock.”\n\nKiba yelped with joy. He sprang to his feet in an instant, and didn't even think about his nakedness, his dripping cock as he raced to the door and flung it open. The other men stared, a few utterly stunned and confused, others who clearly understood the real nature of this interview dismayed by the wolf's obvious success. Kiba told them to leave, and watched giddily as they did so, ensuring that his master's wishes were completely and fully carried out. His cock pulsed and dribbled all the while. His balls begged for release, for him to just stroke or squeeze himself a little bit to provoke the orgasm he so desperately and continually craved. But Kiba simply ignored it, and instead thought of what awaited him in just a matter of moments. Finally the waiting room was empty, and when Kiba span on the spot and moved to shut the door behind himself once more, his master was right there. Grinning, naked, rock hard and close enough that his and the tip of Kiba's own cock grazed against one another.\n\nFalling to his knees with a cry of pleasure, Kiba tilted his head back and opened his muzzle wide as he felt Dhahabi's hand grip at his headfur between his ears. The wolf stuck out his tongue, gently covered his teeth with his lips, and gurgled as just a second later the werewolf's cock fed itself into his panting, gleefully whimpering maw.\n\nAt the first taste of Dhahabi's cock, Kiba was addicted.\n\nAt the first growl of pleasure from the werewolf, Kiba was head over heels in love and lust for his new master.\n\nAnd by the time the first load of the werewolf's cum was flooding down into Kiba's belly, with Dhahabi squeezing furiously at his own knot and driving the tip of his twitching black erection against the back of his pet's throat, Kiba knew for certain that he had made the right choice in seeking out not just this new job, but finding himself a whole new life in service to his master.\n\n*********\n\nLess than twelve hours later, Kiba stood in shorts and a t-shirt in front of a large, ornate metal gate at the entrance to an expansive property on the city's edge. He had a rucksack slung over one shoulder, and a twitching tent in the front of his shorts as his head span with the reality of his situation. He had quit his job. He had broken his lease. After the flood of angry messages from his boss and landlord, and messages of more supportive confusion from his co-workers, Kiba had even left his phone behind. He had surrendered everything, all for a man whose last name he didn't even know, and who as far as he knew didn't even know his first name.\n\nAs soon as the gate slid open though, and Kiba padded his way up the long driveway to his new home, he knew he had made the right decision. Not because of the obvious wealth of his new master, not because he was horny and thinking with his cock... though, he undeniably was so very horny, and absolutely thinking with his cock.\n\nHe knew he had made the right decision because soon afterwards the large front doors of Dhahabi's manor swung open to reveal the werewolf naked, and clutching a simple yet elegant black collar with a heavy duty, silver padlocked clasp in one hand. Kiba set eyes on his master, and suddenly all doubt, all uncertainty melted away. Pets didn't have to think. All they had to do was obey, and from his master's first words to him on the doorstep...\n\n“Put this on, follow me to my bedroom. I want your ass, pet.”\n\n...Kiba surrendered his will, and giddily, gleefully surrendered his body to his master along with it.\n\n“Yes! Yes!”\n\nAnother ten minutes later, Kiba was screaming into the most luxurious pillow against which his face had ever rested as Dhahabi's cock slurped wetly in and out of his well lubricated and now deliciously roughly fucked ass. His hands weren't between his legs as he might have previously wished, they weren't jerking him off alongside the prostate pounding his was receiving, but had wrapped themselves around Kiba's own neck, fondling and caressing the collar his master had gifted him. The only clothing he would ever need, unless Dhahabi commanded otherwise. Pre-cum dribbled from Kiba's cock in a constant stream as his master pounded him harder and faster. The wolf yelped and painted the soft cotton sheets beneath him with thick, abundant strands of his arousal as with a thick pop Dhahabi knotted him for the very first time. When the werewolf started to cum in him, Kiba was terrified that he was going to cum too because it felt so, so fucking good. But his master hadn't given him permission, so he fought with all his willpower to hold back while still driving his hips in reverse against the other male's rocking, grinding hips to ensure that for all the relief he was denied, Dhahabi received that much more of it all for himself.\n\nA day passed. A day of firsts. His first meal, eaten out of a bowl at his master's feet at the dining table. His first bath with Dhahabi, the two of them together in a large, bubbling hot tub as Kiba gently washed his master from head to toe, before cleaning his cock with slow, methodical strokes that turned into a handjob which made his master grunt and cum into the frothing water, before planting his first ever kiss upon Kiba's forehead. His first experience being exposed in front of someone else. A visiting businessman, whom Dhahabi called him in to meet, presenting Kiba naked and rigid, having him turn around and be inspected by the bright eyed tiger. His first full night with his master. A night of gleeful service. Blowjobs. Handjobs. His ass being filled half a dozen times before they fell asleep in one another's arms just after dawn. And then, shortly after noon, his first time waking up in his new home, with his master's fingers already working lube into his tender asshole and his morning wood begging desperately for the orgasm it had been denied the entirety of the prior day.\n\nAnother day passed. Then another.\n\nKiba lost count of how many times he had made his master cum despite trying so hard to keep track as a point of personal pride. For him though, his total number of orgasms remained the same. Zero. Not a single one, and with no signs having been given of his master even thinking about telling him he could experience one.\n\nThen, that night, he found himself lying in Dhahabi's bed with his master astride him. Kissing him. Whispering how hard he was going to fuck him, but letting those words linger as a teasing promise for the time being. Instead the werewolf slowly rocked his hips against Kiba, grinding their rigid cocks together. He stared down hungrily into the wolf's pleading eyes and listened, watched, felt Kiba quake and spasm as they frotted one another until their crotches were a slick, glistening black and pink mess of shared pre-cum. Kiba knew it was his job to obey. Not to make suggestions. Not to tell his master how he should be treating him as a pet. He knew that, but at the same time he knew what his master wanted from him, and what he most certainly didn't want Kiba to do without explicit permission. Therein lay the problem though, because the more they rubbed their cocks together, the more certain Kiba became that if he didn't say something to Dhahabi very, very soon, he was going to cum. He was already fighting to hold back. He was already approaching the very brink, the absolute edge from which there could be no retreat, no drawing back once he tipped over it.\n\nFinally, Kiba realized he had no choice.\n\n“Master! P-please, I'm gonna cum! Sshahhh... stop! Please! Don't let me cum!”\n\nHis body screamed at him internally for speaking those words. For saying such a foolish thing when he could so easily have cum, and claimed that he simply thought his master wanted it because he had been the one to make it happen. His body burned with agonizingly intense but unsatisfied pleasure as the werewolf pulled back with a grunt of his own lust, and yet to Kiba's relief, a relief even stronger than that which he had been denied as he found himself trapped and helplessly left dangling on the precipice of ecstasy once more, he saw Dhahabi grinning down at him.\n\n“I... I'm sorry, master. I don't want you to stop. I don't ever want you to have to stop making yourself feel good with me. But, I can't cum without your permission. I... I won't. And, I'm sorry, I haven't learned how to control myself that well yet.”\n\nHe whimpered up at the grinning, panting face of his master, and saw playful excitement blaze in the werewolf's already bright, lustful eyes.\n\n“Would you like that, pet? To be able to hold back? Or... even better, to not be able to cum, not be physically capable of breaking your promise to me and cumming without my permission? Ever?”\n\nDeliriously, still hanging on the brink as his cock oozed and spurted pre all over his own belly, Kiba nodded wildly. He stopped however when he heard his master growl, softly but firmly.“\n\nDon't answer so lightly, pet. I mean it. Ever. Do you really think I'm ever going to tell you that you can cum? That you'll ever, ever have the opportunity to cum again unless you let it happen without me intending it, or try and steal a private moment when you think I'm not looking? Those are your only options, and if you did what I'm suggesting... well, think back to that pitiful last jerk off you had. Do you really want that to be your last orgasm, ever?”\n\nKiba's head span. His body begged him to say no. To forget this whole thing and just grab his cock, pump it and cum right then and there no matter the consequences. He wanted to cum so badly. He needed to.\n\nBut... no. That wasn't true. He wanted to cum, yes. He wanted it bad. But, need? No. What he needed was someone to tell him what to do about the situation. What he needed was to have the decision taken out of his hands before he could make a dumb, short-sighted choice.\n\nWhat he needed, like always, was his master.\n\n“Please, master. Anything. If...if it'll mean I won't cum, so you can fuck me, o-or use me whatever way you want without me having to take breaks to hold back? I'll do anything.”\n\nDhahabi chuckled, and reached down to stroke Kiba's flushed face with his fingertips.\n\n“Good boy. Master will take care of it for you. And all you have to do is wait just a few days for me to get everything ready. Can you do that for me, pet? Can your keep those balls of yours nice and full for just a couple more days, even knowing that you could, before you say goodbye to any hope of cumming even just one more time for the rest of your life?”\n\nKiba grunted. One last time his body tried to rebel against his heart. His left hand twitched, and his wrist moved ever, ever so slightly towards his crotch. An instant later though he clenched that paw into a fist and dragged it back up to grip at his collar, both for a sense of security and a reminder of what he was holding back to achieve. The trust, the love of his master, who had gifted him this collar as a mark of the ownership and control which Kiba craved.\n\nHe stared desperately up at Dhahabi, whined with longing, and nodded as yet more pre-cum helplessly dribbled over his belly.\n\n“I can do it, master. I... I will do it, for you.”\n\n*********\n\nFor the next two days, Kiba's body burned with constant lust as his mind reeled with the constant thoughts of his master's promise. He still didn't know how, but he believed the werewolf completely that soon he would never be able to cum again. That with every passing moment his last chance to cum was drawing closer and closer, and still he wasn't rushing off to the bathroom, locking the door behind him and frantically pounding his cock within his paws.\n\nTo make matters worse, Dhahabi seemed as enthralled by the approaching deadline as Kiba himself, and delighted in pushing his pet to the edge of orgasmic release again and again and again. Both days Kiba woke up with the black and gold furred lupine actively stroking his morning wood, and after lunch on the second day Kiba almost lost control as his master tied him to a tree in the manor grounds, hands hooked up high over his head by a rope slung over a thick branch, and held a wand vibrator to his knot until Kiba was screaming, begging, sobbing in terrified rapture as he fought with every last ounce of strength and mental fortitude to hold back his orgasm for just one more second.\n\nThat night, Dhahabi set up a camera in the bedroom and left it recording the bed with Kiba sitting naked, trembling at its center. The werewolf stood behind the camera, licked his lips, and murmured softly to his pet.\n\n“You can cum, Kiba.”\n\nThe wolf's eyes bulged, and his cock dribbled as the camera's red light flashed to let him know that every last quiver and dribble of pre was being captured for posterity.\n\n“I give you permission.”\n\nDhahabi continued, his grin getting wider by the minute as he saw Kiba struggling to comprehend what was happening.\n\n“One last chance to cum, knowing the whole world will get to see your bliss when I upload this to the internet tomorrow. One last chance to get off before I take away that right forever. You know I want you to stay horny. I want you to stay so, so worked up and needy. I love the way you look when you're desperate. When you're on the edge and out of your mind. But... I won't punish you. I won't hold it against you if you decide your own needs are more important, and you choose to get off once, or twice, or all night long... knowing that tomorrow, that ability goes away and will never, ever be offered to you again.”\n\nKiba's eyes rolled back. His cock dribbled and throbbed, and behind the camera he watched his master start stroking his own rigid, black fleshed erection. The wolf gurgled. He stared at Dhahabi, then down at his own cock, and slowly, nervously he reached out and grasped himself.\n\nHe didn't look up at Dhahabi as he started to jerk himself. He didn't dare, knowing that if there was a trace of disappointment or frustration in his master's eyes he'd never be able to forgive himself, regardless of his plan. For several minutes he jerked himself steadily faster, harder, until his knot was throbbing and his body was begging for its imminent and this time oh so easily possible release. Still Kiba kept stroking himself. He pushed himself closer to the edge. Closer. Closer. Closer than he dared believe was possible. And then, at the very last second... he dragged his hands away from himself, howled with desperation as he found himself trapped on the edge yet again, and stared up at his master at last with pride and passion blazing in his eyes.\n\n“Nnhh... no, master. I... I won't cum. I... ohhhh, but... I'll touch myself. For you. All night, until tomorrow when you can take the temptation away forever. I'll show you how much I love you, master. I'll show you how good a pet I am. I'll masturbate again, and again, and again... and I'll edge myself every single time, all for you.”\n\n*********\n\nThe next morning, Kiba was a wreck. Exhausted, fur matted with sweat and pre-cum, not to mention several loads with which his master had painted him as he watched the needy wolf edge and deny himself over and over. Kiba staggered behind Dhahabi as he was led by leash on all fours, and whined as with every shuffling step he took his cock bounced and slapped against his belly, streaking the ground all the way along their route through the manor with pre-cum and threatening to undo all his hard work with an irresistible orgasm at the very last moment. Somehow though, Kiba made it without cumming, and he knelt on his haunches with his tail wagging and cock throbbing as Dhahabi closed the door to the small spare room where their journey had ended, before padding over to the coffee table where a small opaque cylinder rested at its center.\n\nDhahabi lifted the lid off the cylinder, reached inside, and withdrew what looked like a brown onion crossed with an egg, with its uppermost point splayed outward like the bud of a plant beginning to unfurl its leaves. He carried it across the room, and knelt down beside Kiba, holding the object out close to the wolf's quivering cock. Kiba whined, not knowing what to expect, but even the close proximity without contact was enough to make his cock spasm and streak the object with a string of pre-cum. Immediately, something began to wriggle within it,and a tiny, black, worm-like object poked out of the center of the object's peak. It wiggled its head, or at least Kiba presumed it was a head, back and forth, before suddenly and rapidly ejecting itself from the egg-like object, and stretching itself across the small gap to the wolf's quivering, dripping erection.\n\n“Master??”\n\nKiba yelped nervously as the black worm wriggled and began to squirm its way around the girth of the lupine male's pink cock. Setting the now empty egg aside though, Dhahabi reachedout and stroked Kiba's cheek reassuringly as they both watched the little entity writhe and inch its way back up to the tip of the wolf's shaft. “Let it happen. Master promises, it won't hurt. It'll do exactly what I said. You'll never be able to cum. You'll never be able to let me down by losing control. And best of all... the pleasure will never stop, pet. The parasite, it lovespre-cum. It'll do anything it can to keep you producing it, as much and as often as your body can bear. And with the chemicals it can produce inside you, trust me, pup... the pleasure will never stop. It'll be like you're on the very edge, like you're a split-second away from cumming. But you never will. Never, ever again.”\n\nEven as Kiba listened to his master's soft voice and reassuring, intoxicating and only slightly terror inducing promise, he yelped as he felt something new. His eyes turned back to his crotch, and he wailed as he and Dhahabi both watched the little creature, the parasitestarting to squish and flatten itself out so that it could begin burrowing into the tip of Kiba's cock. Into the slit at the very peak of his rigid, dribbling erection, effectively starting to sound him with the slippery, malleable but still oh so tangible mass of the creature's stretchable body. Kiba's hips jerked helplessly, and he grunted in dismay at how intense the pleasure was.\n\n“Master... please, nnh... no. It's not working...”\n\nKiba shook his head in anguish.\n\n“...ohhhnnhh-noooo... no, please. Master! I... it's not stopping me. I'm gonna cum! Master please, make it work! Make it... mh-hahhhhohhhhhgod... what... w-why... why am I... nhh... not... oh... oh god!”\n\nEven as his body reached the point of no return thanks to the previously unknown sensations of his cock being sounded, stimulated from within, the pleasure didn't stop. It just kept building, and building, and building... and yet, Kiba didn't cum. He wanted to. More than that, he needed to. Every cell in his body was afire with the certainty that just a split-second later he had no choice but to cum. Somehow though, he didn't. His hips bucked. He grunted and moaned and darted his eyes between his own cock and his master's grinning, panting face as Dhahabi watched with rapt focus. They both watched the black, shiny, almost latex-like form of the little parasite no longer just worming its way deeper into Kiba's cock, but starting to spread itself out over the exterior of his shaft too. Stretching, growing, covering up every last inch of Kiba's pink erection from filled, sounded tip to throbbing knotted base, before disappearing into the fur-lined interior of the wolf's sheath.\n\nA second later, Dhahabi reached out and grabbed Kiba's cock. He squeezed. He began to pump the wolf's cock hard within his grasp. Kiba howled at the top of his lungs. He saw stars. He had to cum.\n\nHe had to. It felt so goddamn good, and his body needed it so, so badly. He had to cum! He had to cum! He had to cum! It was the only thing he could think. Those words repeating over and over in his head, in the beating of his heart and of course the throbbing of his cock, oozing pre-cum that never made it out of his tip as the parasite began to gorge itself, and responded to the delicious meal by producing chemicals that began to make Kiba's helplessly edge-locked cock even more sensitive to the pleasure crashing through it.\n\n“Mhahhhh... masterrrrrr...”\n\nKiba's eyes grew heavy lidded and glassy as his voice slurred with drunken desperation. He rolled over without thinking, raised his hips and flagged his tail up high.\n\n“Masterrrrrr... wants to cum, in pet?”\n\nEvery word was a struggle not just to escape his muzzle between yelping cries of unfulfilled but frantic ecstasy, but even to form within his mind in his state of pure lust. His hips wiggled. He presented his ass to his master, not in the vain hope that a little extra prostate stimulation would make him cum, but simply because he felt so, so good, and needed his master to feel that way too.\n\nAll he wanted was to be a good pet. All he wanted was to make his master happy. And as he felt the werewolf's cock grinding between his black furred buttocks, as he felt the tug of Dhahabi's hand on his leash, pulling his precious collar tight against his neck, even the all consuming desire to cum which flooded Kiba's senses was in service of that greater goal.\n\nNow he never had to worry about cumming, or not cumming, or wanting to cum ever again. And so, that part of his mind was instead free to focus on what really mattered.\n\n“Mhhhnngghh... master! Ohh, master! Yes!”\n\nKiba grunted as the tip of the werewolf's erection found its mark against his already winking punker. He heard Dhahabi growl in pleasure, and his already pleasure-wracked, overwhelmed body shuddered in needy, helpless joy. His head snapped back, his panting muzzle fell wide open, and though he couldn't cum Kiba still cried out in mindless, joyous rapture as he felt the werewolf start to fuck him. To draw pleasure from him, and to begin building towards cumming inside Kiba's ass. Filling him. Flooding him. Using his body for the ultimate in blissful satisfaction, safe in the knowledge that his dear pet would never be distracted or selfishly absorbed in the pursuit of his own release, when it was so obviously his master's orgasmic pleasure which truly and solely mattered most of all.\n\nBy Jeeves ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A New Job, A New Life
Kiba's smile widened as for the third time in less than half an hour,he watched another man stumble glassy-eyed and red faced beneath their fur out of the penthouse office where the interviews were being held. When the black furred wolf had read the job offer online, not even really looking with any seriousness but simply surfing the web for a dream job the same way that others would look on real estate websites for their dream homes, he hadn't been quite able to believe it was asking for what it seemed like. It was worded very carefully of course, to ensure that there was nothing overt and what many in society would have viewed as inappropriate suggested within the text as presented. Whether due to the way his mind worked or simply the way his libido worked though, Kiba had read between the lines and realized that if he was right... this really was his dream job come true.

Now he was here, ready to interview for a personal assistant role unlike anything he had done in his career so far, but feeling oddly confident about his chances as he watched the interviewees before him leave in either a confused or flustered looking state. The first two had seemed like they had been rejected almost immediately, and the wolf suspected that was because they hadn't understood what this job was really asking for. The most recent candidate however looked flustered as he left, and Kiba smirked as he glanced down and saw an undeniable tent in the feline male's smart black pants. He had clearly gone in with some awareness of what the job entailed, but in some regard had been lacking, hence being turned away so swiftly.

“Next candidate, please.”

A soft, gentle voice which nonetheless carried immense authority within its tones rang out through a speaker set into the wall just above the door leading to the penthouse office itself, and Kiba sprang to his feet immediately. He strode forward to the door, took a deep breath, and stepped inside before turning his head and looking back at the few remaining candidates still seated in the waiting area. Quite purposefully he firmly closed the door between himself and them, wordlessly letting them know they didn't need to hang around for their turn, before turning to face the man he was here to meet. His interviewer and prospective new employer, Dhahabi.

The black and gold furred werewolf leaned back in a luxurious chair behind a desk that wasn't as large or imposing as it could have been, but which was meticulously organized with high quality objects; a simple but stylish fountain pen, a polished wood and metal file rack, and a glass of neat whisky set on a carved wooden coaster off to one side. Dhahabi didn't rise to his feet to greet Kiba, nor did he speak or give Kiba any instruction. Of course, Kiba immediately recognized this opportunity for what it was. His first test. He smiled, walked over to stand before the werewolf's desk... noting the lack of a chair on his side, and inclined his head respectfully after just a moment of meeting the other man's gaze.

“Good afternoon, Sir. I'm Kiba, and I'm here to earn the position as your personal assistant.”

He chose his words carefully, and when he lifted his head again he was relieved to see a faint smile playing over the werewolf's features.

“Earn it?”

Dhahabi murmured curiously, just the slightest throaty rumble to his otherwise calm voice. Kiba nodded.

“Yes, Sir. I read and understood what you were looking for in your advertisement. I know what you need isn't the kind of thing you can read about on a C.V or through educational qualifications. So, I'm ready to prove that I'm the right candidate for the job. To earn my place by your side.”

The werewolf raised an eyebrow a little further, and glanced up and down Kiba's own dark furred lupine body. He leaned back a little further in his seat and folded one leg up across the other. His footpaw jiggled slightly as he regarded the wolf thoughtfully, before chuckling and nodding his head slightly.

“Okay, I'll bite. Tell me five ways you'd be willing to prove yourself. And, speak freely. If you really understand what I was asking for with my job-site posting, I'll know it from your answers.”

Kiba swallowed, but grinned nonetheless. This was it. If he was right, just proving that he knew it would give him a huge advantage. And if he was wrong... well, he hadn't quit his old job yet, so he wouldn't suffer anything more than some embarrassment and a wasted afternoon. He didn't believe he was wrong though, and thus despite his cheeks flushing he spoke with assuredness as he answered Dhahabi's query.

“I could, Sir. But... it would be rather pointless, because you're the one who will give the commands. You're the one who will tell me what you want. What I need to do in order to please you. Satisfy you. Sure, I could say that I'd strip myself bare and let you examine me from head to toe. That I'd get on my knees and let you muzzlefuck me. That I'd lick and kiss you from head to toe. That I'd sit under your desk and suckle on you or kiss your balls while you take the other prospective employees through their interviews. I could tell you that I'd strip bare, let you stuff a vibrating plug in my ass, walk outside and tell all the others to go home because the position was as filled as I was. But, those things aren't for me to say. They're for you to choose. For you to decide, and command me as you see fit. After all, it's not actually a personal assistant job that you're looking for. What you're looking for, Sir... master, is a sub. A pet. And if you command me, I'll do everything I can to obey and prove to you what an obedient, subservient slut I can be.”

Dhahabi regarded Kiba with sharp eyes and the same lingering smirk as before. He didn't stop smiling even as Kiba revealed his supposed knowledge about the true nature of this job interview, but by the same token the werewolf's expression didn't shift to indicate any greater satisfaction or approval of the other male's revelation. He simply took the time to absorb and process what Kiba had said, considered it for a few more seconds, then gestured offhandedly with one paw as he spoke to the other wolf.

“Take off your clothes for me, pet.”

A happy whine escaped Kiba's lips, but to his credit he didn't waste Dhahabi's time reveling in his triumph and immediately began to do as he was told, calmly but swiftly removing his shirt, his pants, and finally his boxer shorts. It only took him twenty seconds or so to render himself totally naked, but by that point his sheath was already thickening and his cock starting to swell. Dhahabi meanwhile didn't move at all, and definitely didn't make any suggestion that he was going to start taking off his own attire.

“When was the last time you came?”

The werewolf's eyes sparkled as he asked the query, and Kiba's pink erection began to thicken and protrude from the tip of his fuzzy black furred sheath as he considered the question for just a moment, wondering where exactly such a query might lead, before answering honestly.

“This morning, in bed.”

Dhahabi nodded simply.

“I see. How?”

Kiba's erection continued to grow as he stood there exposed before the werewolf's steely gaze.

“I used a toy in my ass, master. And then when I was close, I held it deep inside and jerked myself to orgasm.”

The werewolf chuckled softly.

“Was it good?”

Kiba trembled as his cock rose to full mast, and almost immediately he felt a slight dribble of pre-cum escaping his pointed tip as his shaft twitched in a combination of excitement over his current situation and the memory of that morning's masturbation.

“Yes, master. It felt amazing.”

Again Dhahabi nodded, but seemed to drop that line of questioning there and then as he raised a hand and glanced at his own fingernails idly. When his gaze turned back to the naked, rock hard wolf a few seconds later, he nodded pointedly to Kiba's erection.

“Masturbate for me now, pet.”

Kiba's cock lurched and a dribble of pre-cum struck the hardwood floors between his feet before he could even wrap a hand around his shaft and begin to obey Dhahabi's instruction. He nodded eagerly to the werewolf and grasped himself firmly. Normally the only time Kiba stood up to masturbate was when he was in the shower, but despite the lack of water flowing down over him and the less familiar audience of one, it didn't take him long to find a familiar and delicious rhythm with which to stroke himself. He massaged his cock from tip to just above where its knot would begin swelling, and when that bulge at the base of his shaft did begin to grow the wolf's other hand moved to grip and squeeze it independently of his still jerking, sliding paw along his shaft.

For a minute, then two, then three, Kiba jerked off in front of the other man with not a word passing between them, nor Dhahabi showing any signs of arousal or hunger for Kiba, just his same calm, curious smile. It was only when Kiba felt his hips starting to almost involuntarily rock back and forth, humping his cock into his grasp, and when he heard himself whimpering under his breath with increasing regularity that the silence between the two lupine males was broken.

“I'm... a-ahh, master. I'm gonna cum soon.”

Dhahabi leaned slightly forward in his chair, and licked his lips.

“Keep going, pet.”

The werewolf growled, the bands of gold visible over his eyes and around his ears sparkling as they were caught in the office's lighting. Kiba nodded and diligently continued to jerk off, whimpering and moaning more loudly and frequently still as the pleasure within him continued to grow and orgasm grew increasingly imminent.

“Does it feel good?”

The werewolf murmured teasingly, and Kiba yelped blissfully as he nodded, a thick ribbon of pre-cum spurting out across the floor and almost striking the rear surface of Dhahabi's desk.

“Ahhh... yes! Yesss. So good, master. I... ohh, god... I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna... I'm gonna... I-... oh! Oh!, I'm...”

Dhahabi rose sharply to his feet.

“Stop.”

His voice was still calm, and yet it held a hundred times more authority than it had at any moment prior. Kiba knew that rationally he could have ignored the werewolf. That it would have been so very easy to give his cock just another single stroke, apply another fractionally gentle squeeze to his knot, and brought himself to the orgasm his body craved. All it would have cost him was a dumb fantasy that couldn't possibly have worked out anyway, and it would still have gained him the memory of this exciting experience, not to mention a thousand fantasies of a world where it had all gone to plan to fuel his masturbation for the next year or more. And yet despite that fact, Kiba reacted like he had been struck by lightning at the sound of Dhahabi's commanding voice. His hands sprang away from his cock and fell limp by his sides, and even his pistoning hips fell almost motionless; almost only because he found himself shaking as he stared down at his straining, dribbling, desperately twitching cock as it hung on the very precipice of orgasm yet failed to achieve the release, the satisfaction it craved.

“Good pup.”

The werewolf murmured, a note of genuine admiration in his voice which alongside the praise filled words he spoke made Kiba's heart lurch with an intensity he hadn't expected, sincerely glad to have earned the other man's encouragement.

“When does a pet get to cum?”

Dhahabi asked the question like the answer was obvious, yet with the tiniest note of humour in his voice which led Kiba to strongly suspect that this was the question which had led the previous candidate to be making an exit so unceremoniously and with his cock rock hard in his pants. There was no doubt in the black furred wolf's mind however what Dhahabi wanted to hear. In fact, it wasn't even about what he thought the werewolf expected or hoped for him to say. It was simply the true, singular answer to Dhahabi's question. Kiba licked his lips, whimpered softly, and looked longingly down at his still aching, needy cock as he responded.

“When his master tell him he can.”

He looked up, and saw Dhahabi's face break into a toothy, almost snarling grin. The werewolf nodded.

“And what if master never says his pet can cum? What if days pass. Weeks... months. What if the last orgasm master's pet ever had was... oh, I don't know, let's just pick an example at random. A totally average morning jerk off. A toy up his ass, a few strokes. Nothing special. Nothing that he'd remember for any other reason, except for the fact that it was the last orgasm he might ever, ever get to have. What then?”

Kiba shuddered. His cock lurched with desperation, as though begging him not to say what he was about to say. Begging him not to go down this road, to just grab it, squeeze it, and spend not just that moment but the whole rest of the day cumming his brains out simply because he had the capacity and the freedom to do so whenever and however he wanted. Instead though, the wolf dropped to his knees, and leaned forward onto all fours as Dhahabi stood behind his desk, still staring and still grinning that toothy, devilish grin of his.

“Then the pet... then I'll be grateful, master. Because you know what's best, and if me not cumming means I can serve you better, then I'll fight every urge, every moment of temptation, until I learn to be obedient enough to not even want to cum without your permission.”

Slowly, Dhahabi began to walk around from behind his desk. His body moved so smoothly, and the pure black suit, complete with black shirt and broken only by gold cuff links upon his wrists, flowed so softly and perfectly against his body that it was like it wasn't even there. His every step was pure seduction. His every glance down at the panting, trembling wolf provoking even greater lust in Kiba's aching, heavy and un-drained balls. He stopped directly in front of the bowing, supplicated wolf, and peered down at Kiba in silence until the other man dared to glance up and meet Dhahabi's fierce, unrelentingly sharp gaze.

“You will go home and quit your job tonight. Record the call and send me a copy. Tell them you won't be working your notice. Accept any penalty they say you will face. I'll take care of it. Tomorrow morning, call your landlord and tell them you're moving out. If you have roommates, tell them you need some space and will be staying somewhere else for a while. Pack a bag. Only the things that matter to you. Nothing replaceable. Nothing that reminds you of obligations or stressful times in your life. Don't even bother with changes of clothes. If you need anything to wear, I'll choose it for you.”

The werewolf spoke so simply, like his requests were the most reasonable and casual things in all the world. And yet, at no point did he ever imply there was any choice to what he was saying, and at no point did Kiba ever make that assumption. He nodded feverishly. His cock strained as he rose back up onto his knees, and Dhahabi's eyes grew more stern and fierce for just a split-second before he spoke in that same calm, measured tone as almost always.

“If you masturbate once you're out of my sight? If you cum? Don't bother showing up. I'll know, and I'll send you away. I'm not looking for a brat. I'm not looking for someone to punish, for a spirit to break. I want obedience from day one. From minute one. If anything I have said to you sounds unreasonable or impossible, tell me now and I'll let you go away with the memories of this kinky experience to enjoy for the rest of your life of working and working and working and trying so very hard just to get by, just to keep your head above water with all the decisions you have to make. All the responsibilities you have to juggle. Don't waste my time, and don't make me waste yours. But... if what I've said sounds like something you can do? Something you will do, pet?”

Dhahabi licked his lips, and Kiba nodded feverishly regardless of what the werewolf was going to say to him next. Dhahabi smirked at the submissive wolf's eagerness, but said it anyway.

“Then let go of all the stress and worry in your heart, pup. Never be afraid or uncertain ever, ever again. Because master is here now, and he's going to always be there to tell you what to do. What to feel. Even how to keep the pesky temptation of that needy cock of yours at bay, whenever you think about pleasing your master... pleasing me, and it makes you want to cum so, so hard.”

The gold and black furred werewolf grinned savagely as Kiba gurgled and his eyes rolled back in pure elation. A thick string of pre-cum dribbled out onto the wooden floor between the wolf's legs, but though his fingers twitched slightly by his sides he made no move to reach for his cock. He just stared up at Dhahabi in return, and trembled in glee as his master addressed him once more.

“Any questions you have, you're free to ask them now, pet.”

Kiba's head span. His face burned hot beneath his dark fur, but though there were a thousand questions he could and perhaps should have asked, there was only one that he needed to ask before the opportunity was lost to him, and he left the rest of his decision making to Dhahabi's commands alone.

“Master, before I go... before I get ready to serve you? Can I... please, o-only if you want me to of course, but... can I please suck your cock? Can I make you cum, master?”

Dhahabi chuckled, but to Kiba's dismay shook his head.

“Not quite yet.”

He murmured to the heartbroken wolf.

“First... I want you to stand up, walk your naked self outside into the waiting room, and tell anyone else there that the position has been filled. Then I want you to walk back inhere, get down on your knees again, and suck my cock.”

Kiba yelped with joy. He sprang to his feet in an instant, and didn't even think about his nakedness, his dripping cock as he raced to the door and flung it open. The other men stared, a few utterly stunned and confused, others who clearly understood the real nature of this interview dismayed by the wolf's obvious success. Kiba told them to leave, and watched giddily as they did so, ensuring that his master's wishes were completely and fully carried out. His cock pulsed and dribbled all the while. His balls begged for release, for him to just stroke or squeeze himself a little bit to provoke the orgasm he so desperately and continually craved. But Kiba simply ignored it, and instead thought of what awaited him in just a matter of moments. Finally the waiting room was empty, and when Kiba span on the spot and moved to shut the door behind himself once more, his master was right there. Grinning, naked, rock hard and close enough that his and the tip of Kiba's own cock grazed against one another.

Falling to his knees with a cry of pleasure, Kiba tilted his head back and opened his muzzle wide as he felt Dhahabi's hand grip at his headfur between his ears. The wolf stuck out his tongue, gently covered his teeth with his lips, and gurgled as just a second later the werewolf's cock fed itself into his panting, gleefully whimpering maw.

At the first taste of Dhahabi's cock, Kiba was addicted.

At the first growl of pleasure from the werewolf, Kiba was head over heels in love and lust for his new master.

And by the time the first load of the werewolf's cum was flooding down into Kiba's belly, with Dhahabi squeezing furiously at his own knot and driving the tip of his twitching black erection against the back of his pet's throat, Kiba knew for certain that he had made the right choice in seeking out not just this new job, but finding himself a whole new life in service to his master.

*********

Less than twelve hours later, Kiba stood in shorts and a t-shirt in front of a large, ornate metal gate at the entrance to an expansive property on the city's edge. He had a rucksack slung over one shoulder, and a twitching tent in the front of his shorts as his head span with the reality of his situation. He had quit his job. He had broken his lease. After the flood of angry messages from his boss and landlord, and messages of more supportive confusion from his co-workers, Kiba had even left his phone behind. He had surrendered everything, all for a man whose last name he didn't even know, and who as far as he knew didn't even know his first name.

As soon as the gate slid open though, and Kiba padded his way up the long driveway to his new home, he knew he had made the right decision. Not because of the obvious wealth of his new master, not because he was horny and thinking with his cock... though, he undeniably was so very horny, and absolutely thinking with his cock.

He knew he had made the right decision because soon afterwards the large front doors of Dhahabi's manor swung open to reveal the werewolf naked, and clutching a simple yet elegant black collar with a heavy duty, silver padlocked clasp in one hand. Kiba set eyes on his master, and suddenly all doubt, all uncertainty melted away. Pets didn't have to think. All they had to do was obey, and from his master's first words to him on the doorstep...

“Put this on, follow me to my bedroom. I want your ass, pet.”

...Kiba surrendered his will, and giddily, gleefully surrendered his body to his master along with it.

“Yes! Yes!”

Another ten minutes later, Kiba was screaming into the most luxurious pillow against which his face had ever rested as Dhahabi's cock slurped wetly in and out of his well lubricated and now deliciously roughly fucked ass. His hands weren't between his legs as he might have previously wished, they weren't jerking him off alongside the prostate pounding his was receiving, but had wrapped themselves around Kiba's own neck, fondling and caressing the collar his master had gifted him. The only clothing he would ever need, unless Dhahabi commanded otherwise. Pre-cum dribbled from Kiba's cock in a constant stream as his master pounded him harder and faster. The wolf yelped and painted the soft cotton sheets beneath him with thick, abundant strands of his arousal as with a thick pop Dhahabi knotted him for the very first time. When the werewolf started to cum in him, Kiba was terrified that he was going to cum too because it felt so, so fucking good. But his master hadn't given him permission, so he fought with all his willpower to hold back while still driving his hips in reverse against the other male's rocking, grinding hips to ensure that for all the relief he was denied, Dhahabi received that much more of it all for himself.

A day passed. A day of firsts. His first meal, eaten out of a bowl at his master's feet at the dining table. His first bath with Dhahabi, the two of them together in a large, bubbling hot tub as Kiba gently washed his master from head to toe, before cleaning his cock with slow, methodical strokes that turned into a handjob which made his master grunt and cum into the frothing water, before planting his first ever kiss upon Kiba's forehead. His first experience being exposed in front of someone else. A visiting businessman, whom Dhahabi called him in to meet, presenting Kiba naked and rigid, having him turn around and be inspected by the bright eyed tiger. His first full night with his master. A night of gleeful service. Blowjobs. Handjobs. His ass being filled half a dozen times before they fell asleep in one another's arms just after dawn. And then, shortly after noon, his first time waking up in his new home, with his master's fingers already working lube into his tender asshole and his morning wood begging desperately for the orgasm it had been denied the entirety of the prior day.

Another day passed. Then another.

Kiba lost count of how many times he had made his master cum despite trying so hard to keep track as a point of personal pride. For him though, his total number of orgasms remained the same. Zero. Not a single one, and with no signs having been given of his master even thinking about telling him he could experience one.

Then, that night, he found himself lying in Dhahabi's bed with his master astride him. Kissing him. Whispering how hard he was going to fuck him, but letting those words linger as a teasing promise for the time being. Instead the werewolf slowly rocked his hips against Kiba, grinding their rigid cocks together. He stared down hungrily into the wolf's pleading eyes and listened, watched, felt Kiba quake and spasm as they frotted one another until their crotches were a slick, glistening black and pink mess of shared pre-cum. Kiba knew it was his job to obey. Not to make suggestions. Not to tell his master how he should be treating him as a pet. He knew that, but at the same time he knew what his master wanted from him, and what he most certainly didn't want Kiba to do without explicit permission. Therein lay the problem though, because the more they rubbed their cocks together, the more certain Kiba became that if he didn't say something to Dhahabi very, very soon, he was going to cum. He was already fighting to hold back. He was already approaching the very brink, the absolute edge from which there could be no retreat, no drawing back once he tipped over it.

Finally, Kiba realized he had no choice.

“Master! P-please, I'm gonna cum! Sshahhh... stop! Please! Don't let me cum!”

His body screamed at him internally for speaking those words. For saying such a foolish thing when he could so easily have cum, and claimed that he simply thought his master wanted it because he had been the one to make it happen. His body burned with agonizingly intense but unsatisfied pleasure as the werewolf pulled back with a grunt of his own lust, and yet to Kiba's relief, a relief even stronger than that which he had been denied as he found himself trapped and helplessly left dangling on the precipice of ecstasy once more, he saw Dhahabi grinning down at him.

“I... I'm sorry, master. I don't want you to stop. I don't ever want you to have to stop making yourself feel good with me. But, I can't cum without your permission. I... I won't. And, I'm sorry, I haven't learned how to control myself that well yet.”

He whimpered up at the grinning, panting face of his master, and saw playful excitement blaze in the werewolf's already bright, lustful eyes.

“Would you like that, pet? To be able to hold back? Or... even better, to not be able to cum, not be physically capable of breaking your promise to me and cumming without my permission? Ever?”

Deliriously, still hanging on the brink as his cock oozed and spurted pre all over his own belly, Kiba nodded wildly. He stopped however when he heard his master growl, softly but firmly.“

Don't answer so lightly, pet. I mean it. Ever. Do you really think I'm ever going to tell you that you can cum? That you'll ever, ever have the opportunity to cum again unless you let it happen without me intending it, or try and steal a private moment when you think I'm not looking? Those are your only options, and if you did what I'm suggesting... well, think back to that pitiful last jerk off you had. Do you really want that to be your last orgasm, ever?”

Kiba's head span. His body begged him to say no. To forget this whole thing and just grab his cock, pump it and cum right then and there no matter the consequences. He wanted to cum so badly. He needed to.

But... no. That wasn't true. He wanted to cum, yes. He wanted it bad. But, need? No. What he needed was someone to tell him what to do about the situation. What he needed was to have the decision taken out of his hands before he could make a dumb, short-sighted choice.

What he needed, like always, was his master.

“Please, master. Anything. If...if it'll mean I won't cum, so you can fuck me, o-or use me whatever way you want without me having to take breaks to hold back? I'll do anything.”

Dhahabi chuckled, and reached down to stroke Kiba's flushed face with his fingertips.

“Good boy. Master will take care of it for you. And all you have to do is wait just a few days for me to get everything ready. Can you do that for me, pet? Can your keep those balls of yours nice and full for just a couple more days, even knowing that you could, before you say goodbye to any hope of cumming even just one more time for the rest of your life?”

Kiba grunted. One last time his body tried to rebel against his heart. His left hand twitched, and his wrist moved ever, ever so slightly towards his crotch. An instant later though he clenched that paw into a fist and dragged it back up to grip at his collar, both for a sense of security and a reminder of what he was holding back to achieve. The trust, the love of his master, who had gifted him this collar as a mark of the ownership and control which Kiba craved.

He stared desperately up at Dhahabi, whined with longing, and nodded as yet more pre-cum helplessly dribbled over his belly.

“I can do it, master. I... I will do it, for you.”

*********

For the next two days, Kiba's body burned with constant lust as his mind reeled with the constant thoughts of his master's promise. He still didn't know how, but he believed the werewolf completely that soon he would never be able to cum again. That with every passing moment his last chance to cum was drawing closer and closer, and still he wasn't rushing off to the bathroom, locking the door behind him and frantically pounding his cock within his paws.

To make matters worse, Dhahabi seemed as enthralled by the approaching deadline as Kiba himself, and delighted in pushing his pet to the edge of orgasmic release again and again and again. Both days Kiba woke up with the black and gold furred lupine actively stroking his morning wood, and after lunch on the second day Kiba almost lost control as his master tied him to a tree in the manor grounds, hands hooked up high over his head by a rope slung over a thick branch, and held a wand vibrator to his knot until Kiba was screaming, begging, sobbing in terrified rapture as he fought with every last ounce of strength and mental fortitude to hold back his orgasm for just one more second.

That night, Dhahabi set up a camera in the bedroom and left it recording the bed with Kiba sitting naked, trembling at its center. The werewolf stood behind the camera, licked his lips, and murmured softly to his pet.

“You can cum, Kiba.”

The wolf's eyes bulged, and his cock dribbled as the camera's red light flashed to let him know that every last quiver and dribble of pre was being captured for posterity.

“I give you permission.”

Dhahabi continued, his grin getting wider by the minute as he saw Kiba struggling to comprehend what was happening.

“One last chance to cum, knowing the whole world will get to see your bliss when I upload this to the internet tomorrow. One last chance to get off before I take away that right forever. You know I want you to stay horny. I want you to stay so, so worked up and needy. I love the way you look when you're desperate. When you're on the edge and out of your mind. But... I won't punish you. I won't hold it against you if you decide your own needs are more important, and you choose to get off once, or twice, or all night long... knowing that tomorrow, that ability goes away and will never, ever be offered to you again.”

Kiba's eyes rolled back. His cock dribbled and throbbed, and behind the camera he watched his master start stroking his own rigid, black fleshed erection. The wolf gurgled. He stared at Dhahabi, then down at his own cock, and slowly, nervously he reached out and grasped himself.

He didn't look up at Dhahabi as he started to jerk himself. He didn't dare, knowing that if there was a trace of disappointment or frustration in his master's eyes he'd never be able to forgive himself, regardless of his plan. For several minutes he jerked himself steadily faster, harder, until his knot was throbbing and his body was begging for its imminent and this time oh so easily possible release. Still Kiba kept stroking himself. He pushed himself closer to the edge. Closer. Closer. Closer than he dared believe was possible. And then, at the very last second... he dragged his hands away from himself, howled with desperation as he found himself trapped on the edge yet again, and stared up at his master at last with pride and passion blazing in his eyes.

“Nnhh... no, master. I... I won't cum. I... ohhhh, but... I'll touch myself. For you. All night, until tomorrow when you can take the temptation away forever. I'll show you how much I love you, master. I'll show you how good a pet I am. I'll masturbate again, and again, and again... and I'll edge myself every single time, all for you.”

*********

The next morning, Kiba was a wreck. Exhausted, fur matted with sweat and pre-cum, not to mention several loads with which his master had painted him as he watched the needy wolf edge and deny himself over and over. Kiba staggered behind Dhahabi as he was led by leash on all fours, and whined as with every shuffling step he took his cock bounced and slapped against his belly, streaking the ground all the way along their route through the manor with pre-cum and threatening to undo all his hard work with an irresistible orgasm at the very last moment. Somehow though, Kiba made it without cumming, and he knelt on his haunches with his tail wagging and cock throbbing as Dhahabi closed the door to the small spare room where their journey had ended, before padding over to the coffee table where a small opaque cylinder rested at its center.

Dhahabi lifted the lid off the cylinder, reached inside, and withdrew what looked like a brown onion crossed with an egg, with its uppermost point splayed outward like the bud of a plant beginning to unfurl its leaves. He carried it across the room, and knelt down beside Kiba, holding the object out close to the wolf's quivering cock. Kiba whined, not knowing what to expect, but even the close proximity without contact was enough to make his cock spasm and streak the object with a string of pre-cum. Immediately, something began to wriggle within it,and a tiny, black, worm-like object poked out of the center of the object's peak. It wiggled its head, or at least Kiba presumed it was a head, back and forth, before suddenly and rapidly ejecting itself from the egg-like object, and stretching itself across the small gap to the wolf's quivering, dripping erection.

“Master??”

Kiba yelped nervously as the black worm wriggled and began to squirm its way around the girth of the lupine male's pink cock. Setting the now empty egg aside though, Dhahabi reachedout and stroked Kiba's cheek reassuringly as they both watched the little entity writhe and inch its way back up to the tip of the wolf's shaft. “Let it happen. Master promises, it won't hurt. It'll do exactly what I said. You'll never be able to cum. You'll never be able to let me down by losing control. And best of all... the pleasure will never stop, pet. The parasite, it lovespre-cum. It'll do anything it can to keep you producing it, as much and as often as your body can bear. And with the chemicals it can produce inside you, trust me, pup... the pleasure will never stop. It'll be like you're on the very edge, like you're a split-second away from cumming. But you never will. Never, ever again.”

Even as Kiba listened to his master's soft voice and reassuring, intoxicating and only slightly terror inducing promise, he yelped as he felt something new. His eyes turned back to his crotch, and he wailed as he and Dhahabi both watched the little creature, the parasitestarting to squish and flatten itself out so that it could begin burrowing into the tip of Kiba's cock. Into the slit at the very peak of his rigid, dribbling erection, effectively starting to sound him with the slippery, malleable but still oh so tangible mass of the creature's stretchable body. Kiba's hips jerked helplessly, and he grunted in dismay at how intense the pleasure was.

“Master... please, nnh... no. It's not working...”

Kiba shook his head in anguish.

“...ohhhnnhh-noooo... no, please. Master! I... it's not stopping me. I'm gonna cum! Master please, make it work! Make it... mh-hahhhhohhhhhgod... what... w-why... why am I... nhh... not... oh... oh god!”

Even as his body reached the point of no return thanks to the previously unknown sensations of his cock being sounded, stimulated from within, the pleasure didn't stop. It just kept building, and building, and building... and yet, Kiba didn't cum. He wanted to. More than that, he needed to. Every cell in his body was afire with the certainty that just a split-second later he had no choice but to cum. Somehow though, he didn't. His hips bucked. He grunted and moaned and darted his eyes between his own cock and his master's grinning, panting face as Dhahabi watched with rapt focus. They both watched the black, shiny, almost latex-like form of the little parasite no longer just worming its way deeper into Kiba's cock, but starting to spread itself out over the exterior of his shaft too. Stretching, growing, covering up every last inch of Kiba's pink erection from filled, sounded tip to throbbing knotted base, before disappearing into the fur-lined interior of the wolf's sheath.

A second later, Dhahabi reached out and grabbed Kiba's cock. He squeezed. He began to pump the wolf's cock hard within his grasp. Kiba howled at the top of his lungs. He saw stars. He had to cum.

He had to. It felt so goddamn good, and his body needed it so, so badly. He had to cum! He had to cum! He had to cum! It was the only thing he could think. Those words repeating over and over in his head, in the beating of his heart and of course the throbbing of his cock, oozing pre-cum that never made it out of his tip as the parasite began to gorge itself, and responded to the delicious meal by producing chemicals that began to make Kiba's helplessly edge-locked cock even more sensitive to the pleasure crashing through it.

“Mhahhhh... masterrrrrr...”

Kiba's eyes grew heavy lidded and glassy as his voice slurred with drunken desperation. He rolled over without thinking, raised his hips and flagged his tail up high.

“Masterrrrrr... wants to cum, in pet?”

Every word was a struggle not just to escape his muzzle between yelping cries of unfulfilled but frantic ecstasy, but even to form within his mind in his state of pure lust. His hips wiggled. He presented his ass to his master, not in the vain hope that a little extra prostate stimulation would make him cum, but simply because he felt so, so good, and needed his master to feel that way too.

All he wanted was to be a good pet. All he wanted was to make his master happy. And as he felt the werewolf's cock grinding between his black furred buttocks, as he felt the tug of Dhahabi's hand on his leash, pulling his precious collar tight against his neck, even the all consuming desire to cum which flooded Kiba's senses was in service of that greater goal.

Now he never had to worry about cumming, or not cumming, or wanting to cum ever again. And so, that part of his mind was instead free to focus on what really mattered.

“Mhhhnngghh... master! Ohh, master! Yes!”

Kiba grunted as the tip of the werewolf's erection found its mark against his already winking punker. He heard Dhahabi growl in pleasure, and his already pleasure-wracked, overwhelmed body shuddered in needy, helpless joy. His head snapped back, his panting muzzle fell wide open, and though he couldn't cum Kiba still cried out in mindless, joyous rapture as he felt the werewolf start to fuck him. To draw pleasure from him, and to begin building towards cumming inside Kiba's ass. Filling him. Flooding him. Using his body for the ultimate in blissful satisfaction, safe in the knowledge that his dear pet would never be distracted or selfishly absorbed in the pursuit of his own release, when it was so obviously his master's orgasmic pleasure which truly and solely mattered most of all.

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