“Good Pet, beg for your Masters bone”, the large Grizzly Bear said with a chuckle, as he looked down at the kneeling Pizzly Bear on who’s muzzle his balls now rested. Even with his sensitive parts so close to that toothy maw he knew the smaller bear was too broken to be a threat. Far from the bear he was when they first met, he was nothing but an obedient little pet now.
***** Flashback ****
How many years had it been since the day Snow had met his current Master? He could no longer tell, the months and years as Drakkar’s pet had all blended together.
Drakkar the Sword-breaker had been the scourge of the kingdom and his emblem of a broken sword caused terror among the people. Snow had accompanied his former master Sir Ferron as he hunted the brigand. He had been the knights squire many years, his passive nature preventing him from aspiring to be more. Ferron had treated him well, and content with his life Snow served him faithfully – until the day they crossed Drakkar path.
The battle had been shockingly quick and Snow had been stunned to see his master cut down by the brigand. In a moment of uncharacteristic rage Snow charged forth scooping up his fallen masters sword. But the squire was no knight, untrained and inexperienced his strike missed. Then the world went black as Drakkar clubbed him with the flat of his blade.
When Snow awoke he found himself in a dungeon cell, naked and bound. His head throbbed from the blow and his right butt cheek stung as if it had been burned. Iron cuffs on his wrists and ankles were connected by short chains to the floor. There length would allow him to get on his hands and knees and maybe a little more, but standing would be impossible.
As he got up from the cold stone floor onto his knees he felt something pulling on his balls and sheath. Looking down at his groin he found a large and heavy metal weight and been placed on his sack and his sheath had been caged. He pawed at it trying to find a way to remove it.
That’s when he heard his new Master’s cruel chuckle for the first time. Turning his attention toward it he saw Drakkar step from the shadows. The grizzly had his britches open and his erect shaft hung out before him.
“That won’t ever be coming off my little pet. There is a reason they call me the Sword-breaker. After a few years it will shrink and I’ll fit you for a smaller cage. But don’t worry, my sword is big enough for both of us” he said giving his cock a few strokes.
“I’ll resist, I’ll never be your pet” Snow hissed in reply.
Drakkar chuckled again, “Oh you will in time. Being left alone here in the dark you will come to desire my presence. And eventually, with no other way to relieve your needs under that cage without my aid, you will come to beg me for it”.
Then he turned and exited the cell leaving his pet alone in the dark dungeon while Snow shouted after him that he would never be his pet.
But Drakkar had been correct and in time his new pet did break.
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“Alright pet, that’s enough begging. Present that rump to receive your treat”.
Whining and wagging his stubby tail excitedly Snow dropped onto his hands and knees.
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