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From there he followed the cub home and from there began making plans. Watching from a distance, he worked out a time to grab the cub after three days, which meant all he had to do was make certain it wouldn't be traced to him.\n\nHis plan went off perfectly and from the backyard of the boys home he had been stuffed into a soundproofed box and loaded into his car. Less than ten minutes later he was back home and was throwing the box around in his dungeon just to terrorise the cub. He couldn't hear the screams but knew the camera that was recording inside of it would capture everything for him to watch later.\n\nFirst things first, Karz had to strip his very horny bull body down. He laughed a little at his own pun as he pulled his shirt over his horns before dropping his pants and kicking them over to the same corner his shirt now occupied. Since there was going to be blood tonight, he wanted to make sure it all got in his fur.\n\nIt was as he bent down to open the box that he really laughed. He snapped open the box?s lid and found two scared eyes staring up at him. \"Ha, having fun in Davey?s Locker fucktoy?\"\n\nThere was a confused \"Huh?\" from the eight year old fox cub before immediately being stifled when Karz shoved a rather large metal ring in the cub?s muzzle. A strap and lock later and any questions the cub might have had were permanently sealed away. Karz wasn?t looking for questions. Grabbing one of the little tike?s fingers, the big bull gave the cub a menacing grin before twisting with a brutal amount of strength.\n\nNo, Karz was looking for screams.\n\nAnd the little cub complied with his wish by screaming his lungs out even as tears formed in his eyes. But Karz wasn?t satisfied. Two more fingers snapped between his own fingers just to prolong the initial scream. The suffering was pure music to Karz and he revelled in the sound. \"That?s the stuff fucktoy. We?ve got a long way to go but this is a good start. Let?s get you out of that box.\"\n\nKarz?s significantly larger hand circled the entirety of the fox?s head, pinning his ears to the skull, just so he could drag the cub up by his skull to make him squeal. It was a fun show of strength, forcing the cub to realise how powerless he was. It wasn?t necessary, he already saw the helplessness in the fox?s eyes, but it sure was fun\n\nHe?d gone over so many options in his head on how to restrain his new fucktoy when he acquired him. He?d come up with so many options that he decided to just go with what felt right and prepared accordingly. Leather and rope were discarded as he stared at one item in particular. \"Davey?s Locker eh? Fitting that you?ll hang by a hook boy.\" His free hand picked up the metal shark hook and held it to the cub?s shoulder long enough to see that spark of terror in his eyes. Long enough for him to plead through the ring gag and splutter saliva in an effort to sway the bull?s decision.\n\nThe only thing swaying would be the cub on the hook. With a malicious smirk Karz scratched the razor sharp hook into the poor kit?s skin in a display of sadism to cause the most pain by wiggling it and cutting into more and more of the boy?s tender flesh. Watching all the writhing causes his cock to throb harder than ever, a pillar of flesh between him and his new plaything. \n\nHe loves watching the blood flow, but the kit?s shirt is getting in the way. He should have removed it first, but he was just too eager to get to the torment. He was happy enough watching the boy?s face scrunch as he squealed while he dug the hook in deep. It was when he started to sense that the hook was about to push through the other side of the boy?s back that he changed his mindset on the shirt. He had to release the hook to rip the cotton shirt off but as dropping the hook caused it to twist painfully and made his prey cry he was happy with the trade off.\n\nThe real prize though was getting to watch as the hook tip bulged the skin and fur out of the cubs back before bursting through and causing blood to flow. A quick twist later and the hook was primed for him to hook it onto the chain beside him just high enough that the cub had to stretch on his toes to keep some weight off of his burning shoulder. The chair he danced on was a perfect height, just as Karz had believed it would be. A perfect height to just look down on the cub but the right height to play with him until he broke.\n\n\"Time to get rid of the rest of these coverings too boy.\" Karz informed him as he gripped both the kit?s tracksuit and the undies below with one hand while the other held him still just so he could give the boy a super wedgie until it all ripped off him. It probably wasn?t painful compared to the hook embedded in his shoulder but it was the symbolism of it all that really turned Karz on.\n\nBut symbolism didn?t draw out the real terror. Not like his fists.\n\nThump! Thump!\n\nTwo solid body shots. One in the abdomen and the other right on the kit?s solar plexus and most of his chest beside. Not too hard. Enough to make the kit swing and choke up on tears but this was the beginning. He waited patiently for the kit to stop swinging enough to get his feet under him again. Just so he could swing him again.\n\nThump!\n\nThe scream was magnificent this time. It was still a light hit, but Karz targeted a far more vulnerable area this time. The kit?s ballsack. Even with broken fingers, his toy clutched at his sack as he hung and swung, all the while crying from this new pain.\n\n\"Mmm, I was right. You?re really fucking cute when you?re crying over having your sack whacked. But I think it?s time for a new bone to break fucktoy.\" Reaching down, all the way to the chair, Karz can?t help but watch as the kit squeals and tries to kick away but the pain in his shoulder has him screaming more than he can kick. \"Think I?ll do a toe this time.\" Karz informs him with that same sadistic grin on his face before cracking the boy?s middle toe.\n\nIt?s a good scream. Crack! But the little toe on his other paw makes for a better scream. The moan Karz lets out is almost as loud as the boy?s screams with how turned on the big bull is. Watching and feeling the helplessness in the boy is essentially life affirming for him.\n\n\"Oh, what to do, what to do? So many ways to hurt you but there?s only so much of you to go around little guy.\" Turning away, Karz studies his collection of torture instruments lovingly. Some are well used. Others though are new. He looked at the kit once more and too many thoughts collided of what he could do and what he wanted to do to him. How was he meant to choose just a few? And he wanted to fuck the kit. No, he needed to fuck the little kit with his huge cock. That was the entire point of this. The torture was more for fun and a little amusement with this one. Never before had a cub elicited such intense desire in him like this fox had.\n\nSo was that it? Hah, ruin the fuck for the fox? After all, foxes enjoy being fucked way too much. Fucking the kit would hardly be considered torture even for one this young. But if he took that away then he?d really be raping and fucking the fox.\n\nHis grin turned maniacal with his realisation. His meaty hands moved to his first choice, a clear acrylic vice. He moved over to the kit and was about to begin but frowned. \"No. The fur would ruin the view.\" Backing up, he selected a new toy and returned with a can and nozzle which sparked up with a twist and hissed with heat and flame.\n\nThe screeching terror of the kit was like music to him only made better when he had a hand around the unfortunate fox?s tail to hold him as still as he required. Karz?s grin only grew wider as he aimed the blowtorch at the little balls and sheath, all to watch the fur go up in flames. The squirming, kicking, squealing fox was dancing in an attempt to escape. The grip Karz had on his tail and the bloody hook meant there was none though, all the fox could do was panic and beg as he watched his fur burn. Karz was rather well aware that the flames would be more shocking than actually painful at this stage, but all cubs were terrified of fire and watching fur burn is only made worse by the smell. One expects the flames to hurt and the smell tells them the pain is coming soon. Most of it though is psychological at this stage. Sure, Karz could continue to burn him. But why? This is just to give him a better view for later.\n\nBad as it is, Karz snorts in the smell of burning fur, taking more pleasure in the smell than he rightly should as if all of it was his victim?s fear. What he wouldn?t give to have a wolf?s nose as the terror in those large fox eyes was addictive enough. Releasing the crying cub, Karz cuts the flame off with a laugh before flicking the now naked and rather reddened cub?s nuts. He makes such a cute noise that Karz does it a few more times just for a laugh.\n\nOnce he?s bored of such little noises Karz drops the blowtorch off so he can pick up the acrylic vice once again. A clamp quickly snaps around the boy?s balls which is all that is required to keep the vice in place. Some rapid screws later and the squirming boy starts swinging and kicking once more with spittle frothing from his mouth.\n\n\"Sad. They?re barely even squishing yet fucktoy. Barely out of shape. This right now is only a taste for when these plates touch together.\" Karz almost blows without an ounce of stimulation as the cub cries out in both pain and terror. \"But I?m not done. Got your balls in a vice, literally, but your tiny widdle dick isn?t hurting yet. Going to fix that before I fuck you like the fucktoy you were born to be. Can?t have my foxy enjoying being raped after all this.\"\n\nHe picked something new up. A black rubber tube, one that he would use to wreck any chance of his fucktoy enjoying the fucking he was going to give him. With all the squirming, it was a pain for Karz to position the tube but with the boy?s sheathe in hand he only had to drag him out until the hook in his shoulder was ready to rip which kept him still. Still enough for him to shove the rubber sound down the kit?s untouched urethra.\n\nDespite the pain in it?s eyes, Karz recognised confusion too which made the bull smirk as he threaded more and more of the black tube into the cub. He didn?t let any walls stop him, he continued to shove through them until he was certain he was in deep enough. A quick bit of pressure and he had the cub grunting between screams as he was no doubt filled with a confusing feeling coursing from his bladder as it was filled up from the inside.\n\nGrinning ear to ear, Karz gave the kit a kiss on the nose just before letting him swing back. Back toward the wall.\n\nRight before punching the fucktoy right in the chest so hard that he heard the gunfire shot sounds of ribs cracking and pulling as hard as he could manage on the engorged tube in the kit?s dicklet. So hard that it tore out in a violent burst of blood and flesh.\n\nThere was too much for the cub to handle. The pain, beyond his small mind?s tolerance and he blacked out, but Karz was only too happy to let him as he had to stop the bleeding. That was rather more violent than he pictured but fuck damn. The kit?s prostate was no doubt ruined from that. But damn, the blood loss would put a rush on things if he didn?t speed up.\n\nThat didn?t mean he was going to be nice about stopping it. Grinning more than ever, he flicked the blowtorch back on and went to work by heating up an actual sounding rod until the metal was red hot. This was what he shoved inside the kit?s ravaged pisshole to sizzle the bloodflow into stopping. Then, for the fun of it, he continued holding the blowtorch to the end of the long rod until the boy startled awake screaming and thrashing.\n\n\"Glad to have ya back fucktoy.\" Sneering, Karz pushed the hot rod in until it vanished, ignoring the slight burn he received for his effort too watch his kit thrash with a renewed vigor. \"Mmm, I think that?s that for most pleasure you?ll get from getting fucked Davey. I so hope you were old enough to imagine that moment in your foxy life, because I?m going to shatter any concept you ever had of being a fucktoy as a pleasant business.\"\n\nFear and pain isn?t enough to describe the look in the cub?s eyes any longer. With a twist on the vice?s screws it becomes terror and agony as the little cub screams soundlessly. But above all an enivitable sense of hopelessness sets in. Karz relishes it and drags his nose along the fox cub?s chest and up to his neck with a long slow grunting inhale as if he could smell it. The way he shivers has him thinking that he actually can.\n\nDone with teasing himself, Karz decides it?s finally time to get to why he really kidnapped the cub. A sneer causes the kit to whimper and he watches for just a moment before he grabs hold of the fluffy tail and spins the kit around on the stool and perfectly lining his cock up with that tiny puckered hole. Tender and innocent with a twitching fear. Karz almost blew his wad from a mere look as his imagination ran off with how good and tight that cub butt was going to feel wrapped around his bull cock.\n\nHis other hand aimed his cock or did it?s best to anyway. Big as his hands were, they weren?t big enough to wrap around his giant organ. It was always a funny thought, him comparing himself to what others assumed a pedo rapist to be. They expected a small dick that wanted a power trip to make himself look big.\n\nHe just wanted to make some cubs scream.\n\nHe hadn?t even lodged his tip in when the kit started squealing. Just pressure, pressure, and a lot more pressure and all of it exerted by using the cub?s tail as a handle was causing his gagged muzzle and tongue to wag. He let up. Just long enough for the kit to raggedly pant and stare backwards. The moment he did, the kit?s eyes grew wider than ever.\n\nHe was old enough to recognise the feral stare and grin he was given and the fear it invoked was heartwrenching. \n\n\"GGGAARRRGGGGHHH!\" The scream was everything Karz wanted it to be as he brutally thrust into the kit?s ass and split the boy open upon his cock. The huge bull threw his head back, letting out a savage \"MOOOOOO!\" of pure bliss, bliss only made better by the clenching along the tip of his big bull cock.\n\nLeaning in and over the kit?s shoulder, Karz moo?d again in the fox?s ears, even as his hands went around the young thing?s hips to grip the vice again. He took such great delight in twisting those screws as the steadily dying screams renewed and his little foxtoy thrashed on his dick. Only the kit had nowhere to go, not stuck between two massive hands and the gargantuan cock that he was only just starting to be impaled on.\n\n\"You feel good fucktoy and those screams... oh those screams are magical. Let?s keep them going.\" Licking the cub?s face, he relishes the disgust, agony and terror that the young kit stares at him with. He relishes it so much that he leaves the cub?s balls alone just so he can shove two thick fingers down the cub?s throat, all so he can hock up a good bit of spit and make the suffering cub swallow it in between gags. The surprise enough of a distraction that the pain fades for a moment, which makes the following moment hurt all the more for the cub as he screams at taking the big bull to his halfway point.\n\nA hand on the cub?s tummy confirms that he?s already in deep enough to begin to really stretch the little fucktoy out. \"Yeah. Fuck, I love fucking small things like you and rubbing my dick through your bulging bellies. I?m barely halfway and your tummy?s bloated on my cock fucktoy fox.\"\n\nThe little cub sounds like he?s strangling himself in between screams as he tries fruitlessly to plead for mercy. All while he thrashes on the shark hook like a nice helping of meat. The though has Karz grinning once again and he decides to tenderise his meat. A ?Thud!? echoes and despite it not being against Karz, he grunts at punching into the kit?s belly and squishing his dick. It?s worth it though as his grunt is drowned out in the gurgled gasps and squeals of his fucktoy-turned-meat. A couple more thuds and Karz is laughing bullishly enough to shake the dungeon he stands in.\n\nThe bull isn?t content though. The screaming grows weaker, so he moves on and twists the screws on the vice, watching those little fox orbs flatten out nicely with the most amazing symphony of screams to go with it. But it?s the way the little kit?s ass squeezes on his dick that has him mooing and shoving another three inches of his cock into the boy. With his hand, he feels his tip slip up and under the kit?s ribs this time. A depth that shouldn?t be reached. Any more and his little toy will croak.\n\nHe bites the foxes ear. Savagely. Ripping at it with blunt teeth until he tears a bloody chunk out of the black tipped ear before spitting it out and forcing it down the kit?s throat. He grins savagely even as the cub gags and attempts to bring it back up. Not that Karz cares even if he manages to.\n\nA twist of the screws draws a new scream out and the foxes crying eyes focus on his little orbs. \"You?re such a fun fucktoy. But I?m not letting you enjoy getting fucked. Your nuts have to go little cub. They?re not even halfway flat yet. A long way from popping and yes, I?ve watched you try to loosen those screws. Pity I broke your fingers first. We could draw this out longer if I hadn?t. Draw more screams from your young cute throat.\" He nipped and ripped again at the squealing fox?s ear with yet another bloody grin. \"I?ll get enough screams though. Enough to remember for a long time Davey.\"\n\nHe used the vice to pick the cub up until only the tip of Karz?s cock remained in the howling boy. A spin of a screw at the end while letting his delicious fucktoy drop down onto his dick. The thrashing that ensued was mesmerising and the howls fueled the bull?s twisted lust. Gravity and the vice had the kit fucking himself on his cock. Stretching him out brutally all the while, a look down and satisfaction blazed in the bull?s chest as blood dripped down his cock and over the massive set of nuts that hung below. It even tickled his furry nuts, enough that he chuckled at feeling so good when he could feel the screams his victim suffered through.\n\nSoon enough the screams died out from lack of air. The thrashing slowed down, but there was no loss to the suffering Karz witnessed in the kit?s eyes as the bull kept fucking and twisting the screws on the boy. He almost came then and there, when he glanced down to the glorious sight of the cub?s furless nuts. A solid white blob of flesh now. The cub?s nuts were well and truly at the perilous stage now of being turned to mush. With a twist of the vice, he roared out a long laugh at seeing how close those acrylic plates were. They boy?s agony evident in the bulging blood vessels on the sides of the sack and the cries he was still giving.\n\nThe temptation to finish the job was overwhelming.\n\nThe only thing holding him back was a single thought of wanting to feel that destruction. Truly watch and feel it. He imagined the cub?s guts and ass would clench like the vice when those little orbs pulped in finality. Karz wasn?t going to miss out on feeling that.\n\nSo the massive bull began to deepen his thrusts. He wanted in and a little cub like Davey had no defence against someone like him. He bottomed out in three solid thrusts that left the cub?s lungs empty of air. Something else was taking their place now. Near breathless, the only noise his fucktoy managed was a pleading whine through the gag as Karz basked in the glow of being fully hilted in him. A frantic beat pounded along the bull?s cock head even as it was compressed over and over as the cub futilely attempted to suck in a breathe of air. \n\n\"Mmm, time to nut you fucktoy. You?ve got some time until you drown and you?ll get to breathe plenty as I fuck you. But I?m not letting you enjoy it. For that, these have to pop boy.\" A colossal squeeze of Karz?s fingers had the vice straining and his boy thrashing. Karz wasn?t going to lie. It felt fucking good. Amazingly fucking good. The guts clenching on him... oh, it was going to be insane. He just had to twist those screws.\n\nHe had to now. A primal need to feel his fucktoy clench on his cock was driving him beyond sadism into indulgence and intrigue.\n\nHe had to know what it was going to feel like to be hilted in him when his balls disintegrated.\n\nSo he twisted the screws until his fucktoy managed a scream despite having a cock lodged in his chest. Then he twisted more.\n\nKarz?s eyes were glued to the vice and those ever widening orbs. Each little twist spread them out across the plates, further and further. He was actually rather impressed with how distended they were. The ass around his cock felt almost as tight as he imagined the vice was now, but they still hadn?t popped. He groaned in bliss, right in the crying cub?s ear, wanting him to know how much he was enjoying the kit?s suffering.\n\nBut he was done. No little twists now. In one go he twisted the nuts one full twist and those poor boy nuts ?POP?ped in a goopey sodden mess. The skin exploded and blood and chunks erupted out the bottom of the vice, even coating the bull?s furry hands all as Karz let out his own deafening \"MOOOOOO!\".\n\nThen, in defiance of all expectations, the kit?s guts go slack and Karz grunts in disapproval. He?s about to snap the cub?s neck. His hands halfway up to do it out of rage, when the kit?s heart ?Thump?s. Karz moos softly, and then louder, and then louder still as with each thump, his fucktoy shudders and constricts around his entire cock all at once.\n\nIt?s like the best fucking milker of all time, running as a fleshlight, while on a dancefloor tapping his hooves all at once. And his fucktoy screams all the while.\n\nKarz grunts, his pleasure rising beyond anything he?s ever experienced before. He draws his hips back and fucks his little fox viciously. Savagely. Brutally. All as the cub?s guts flutter over his length.\n\nKarz doesn?t even notice that he?s already cum up and filled the fox until cum is mixed with the blood running down his cock and over his balls. He barely cares either. He just fucks right through that first orgasm and into a second.\n\nInto a third. \n\nHe?s mooing constantly. His balls are dripping cum and blood while he just wants more of this feeling. Brute strength snaps the cub?s wrist, renewing the cub?s thrashing and the fluttering of his guts. More bones snap. Ankles, wrists, arms, legs. One by one he snaps them until Karz is running dry but nothing stops him. His fucktoy is getting loose though. A problem he solves by yanking him off the shark hook so he can shove a dildo alongside his own dick and fuck him further. On the ground, he shoves the kit?s muzzle into the blood and cum he dripped. He uses his gorey fingers to finger fuck the cub?s throat and make him swallow chunks of his own testes.\n\nSo into it he gets that his little fucktoy is limp when he cums inside the fucker for the last time. Still alive though, but broken. He rips the accompanying dildo out of his toy?s guts first before withdrawing his own dick, just so he can watch the fucktunnel drip a pinkish-creamy miss down onto the vice below as it fails to close.\n\nKarz grunts as he flops back onto his ass before laughing madly. The bull?s spent. The mess of cum he?s made is a glorious achievement and that slack hole is the symbol of his conquest. He slips three fingers in, just to coat them in his seed so he can make his fucktoy eat it from them. Sitting the flopping cub up on his lap, Karz smirks as he looks into those broken eyes. He loves that look.\n\n\"Mmm, you?re my favourite Davey.\" Karz muses, leaning in and kissing the cub on the nose and licking over the ring-gag in his muzzle. \"You were the best fucktoy I?ve had. But I?m a one-use kind of guy. You?re all sloppy and loose now. No fun. But you at least lived up to your use as my fucktoy.\"\n\nKarz grins as his fucktoy?s eyes flicker with terror before even that dies out again. \"Usually my fucktoys are already broken by this stage. But you?re a fox. Guess you were made for this. I?ll just have to get creative.\"\n\nThree thick fingers slip back into that slack hole. Karz grins as he adds a fourth and watches his cub squirm a little. After all he?s been through, this only just stretches him. The second his thumb is added though, life blazes into Davey?s eyes. The cub probably believed himself to be beyond pain down there, but as knuckles begin to pop into his tailhole he quickly realises he?s not. Not even close.\n\nAll at once it all pops in. The wrist is hugged on the suddenly gripping ring of the cub?s ass as the boy squeals. \"Yeah, that?s it. Scream my little hand puppet. I?m going to hold your heart in my hand soon puppy. Then I?m going to squeeze the life out of you. I?ll have your heart for all time then Davey. Just you and your owner. You and big old Karz.\"\n\nThe big bull grins. \"The cub and his bully master.\"\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It hadn't taken long to set this all up as Karz was extremely motivated after spotting the gorgeous and innocent looking fox cub at the local game shop. From there he followed the cub home and from there began making plans. Watching from a distance, he worked out a time to grab the cub after three days, which meant all he had to do was make certain it wouldn't be traced to him.

His plan went off perfectly and from the backyard of the boys home he had been stuffed into a soundproofed box and loaded into his car. Less than ten minutes later he was back home and was throwing the box around in his dungeon just to terrorise the cub. He couldn't hear the screams but knew the camera that was recording inside of it would capture everything for him to watch later.

First things first, Karz had to strip his very horny bull body down. He laughed a little at his own pun as he pulled his shirt over his horns before dropping his pants and kicking them over to the same corner his shirt now occupied. Since there was going to be blood tonight, he wanted to make sure it all got in his fur.

It was as he bent down to open the box that he really laughed. He snapped open the box?s lid and found two scared eyes staring up at him. "Ha, having fun in Davey?s Locker fucktoy?"

There was a confused "Huh?" from the eight year old fox cub before immediately being stifled when Karz shoved a rather large metal ring in the cub?s muzzle. A strap and lock later and any questions the cub might have had were permanently sealed away. Karz wasn?t looking for questions. Grabbing one of the little tike?s fingers, the big bull gave the cub a menacing grin before twisting with a brutal amount of strength.

No, Karz was looking for screams.

And the little cub complied with his wish by screaming his lungs out even as tears formed in his eyes. But Karz wasn?t satisfied. Two more fingers snapped between his own fingers just to prolong the initial scream. The suffering was pure music to Karz and he revelled in the sound. "That?s the stuff fucktoy. We?ve got a long way to go but this is a good start. Let?s get you out of that box."

Karz?s significantly larger hand circled the entirety of the fox?s head, pinning his ears to the skull, just so he could drag the cub up by his skull to make him squeal. It was a fun show of strength, forcing the cub to realise how powerless he was. It wasn?t necessary, he already saw the helplessness in the fox?s eyes, but it sure was fun

He?d gone over so many options in his head on how to restrain his new fucktoy when he acquired him. He?d come up with so many options that he decided to just go with what felt right and prepared accordingly. Leather and rope were discarded as he stared at one item in particular. "Davey?s Locker eh? Fitting that you?ll hang by a hook boy." His free hand picked up the metal shark hook and held it to the cub?s shoulder long enough to see that spark of terror in his eyes. Long enough for him to plead through the ring gag and splutter saliva in an effort to sway the bull?s decision.

The only thing swaying would be the cub on the hook. With a malicious smirk Karz scratched the razor sharp hook into the poor kit?s skin in a display of sadism to cause the most pain by wiggling it and cutting into more and more of the boy?s tender flesh. Watching all the writhing causes his cock to throb harder than ever, a pillar of flesh between him and his new plaything.

He loves watching the blood flow, but the kit?s shirt is getting in the way. He should have removed it first, but he was just too eager to get to the torment. He was happy enough watching the boy?s face scrunch as he squealed while he dug the hook in deep. It was when he started to sense that the hook was about to push through the other side of the boy?s back that he changed his mindset on the shirt. He had to release the hook to rip the cotton shirt off but as dropping the hook caused it to twist painfully and made his prey cry he was happy with the trade off.

The real prize though was getting to watch as the hook tip bulged the skin and fur out of the cubs back before bursting through and causing blood to flow. A quick twist later and the hook was primed for him to hook it onto the chain beside him just high enough that the cub had to stretch on his toes to keep some weight off of his burning shoulder. The chair he danced on was a perfect height, just as Karz had believed it would be. A perfect height to just look down on the cub but the right height to play with him until he broke.

"Time to get rid of the rest of these coverings too boy." Karz informed him as he gripped both the kit?s tracksuit and the undies below with one hand while the other held him still just so he could give the boy a super wedgie until it all ripped off him. It probably wasn?t painful compared to the hook embedded in his shoulder but it was the symbolism of it all that really turned Karz on.

But symbolism didn?t draw out the real terror. Not like his fists.

Thump! Thump!

Two solid body shots. One in the abdomen and the other right on the kit?s solar plexus and most of his chest beside. Not too hard. Enough to make the kit swing and choke up on tears but this was the beginning. He waited patiently for the kit to stop swinging enough to get his feet under him again. Just so he could swing him again.

Thump!

The scream was magnificent this time. It was still a light hit, but Karz targeted a far more vulnerable area this time. The kit?s ballsack. Even with broken fingers, his toy clutched at his sack as he hung and swung, all the while crying from this new pain.

"Mmm, I was right. You?re really fucking cute when you?re crying over having your sack whacked. But I think it?s time for a new bone to break fucktoy." Reaching down, all the way to the chair, Karz can?t help but watch as the kit squeals and tries to kick away but the pain in his shoulder has him screaming more than he can kick. "Think I?ll do a toe this time." Karz informs him with that same sadistic grin on his face before cracking the boy?s middle toe.

It?s a good scream. Crack! But the little toe on his other paw makes for a better scream. The moan Karz lets out is almost as loud as the boy?s screams with how turned on the big bull is. Watching and feeling the helplessness in the boy is essentially life affirming for him.

"Oh, what to do, what to do? So many ways to hurt you but there?s only so much of you to go around little guy." Turning away, Karz studies his collection of torture instruments lovingly. Some are well used. Others though are new. He looked at the kit once more and too many thoughts collided of what he could do and what he wanted to do to him. How was he meant to choose just a few? And he wanted to fuck the kit. No, he needed to fuck the little kit with his huge cock. That was the entire point of this. The torture was more for fun and a little amusement with this one. Never before had a cub elicited such intense desire in him like this fox had.

So was that it? Hah, ruin the fuck for the fox? After all, foxes enjoy being fucked way too much. Fucking the kit would hardly be considered torture even for one this young. But if he took that away then he?d really be raping and fucking the fox.

His grin turned maniacal with his realisation. His meaty hands moved to his first choice, a clear acrylic vice. He moved over to the kit and was about to begin but frowned. "No. The fur would ruin the view." Backing up, he selected a new toy and returned with a can and nozzle which sparked up with a twist and hissed with heat and flame.

The screeching terror of the kit was like music to him only made better when he had a hand around the unfortunate fox?s tail to hold him as still as he required. Karz?s grin only grew wider as he aimed the blowtorch at the little balls and sheath, all to watch the fur go up in flames. The squirming, kicking, squealing fox was dancing in an attempt to escape. The grip Karz had on his tail and the bloody hook meant there was none though, all the fox could do was panic and beg as he watched his fur burn. Karz was rather well aware that the flames would be more shocking than actually painful at this stage, but all cubs were terrified of fire and watching fur burn is only made worse by the smell. One expects the flames to hurt and the smell tells them the pain is coming soon. Most of it though is psychological at this stage. Sure, Karz could continue to burn him. But why? This is just to give him a better view for later.

Bad as it is, Karz snorts in the smell of burning fur, taking more pleasure in the smell than he rightly should as if all of it was his victim?s fear. What he wouldn?t give to have a wolf?s nose as the terror in those large fox eyes was addictive enough. Releasing the crying cub, Karz cuts the flame off with a laugh before flicking the now naked and rather reddened cub?s nuts. He makes such a cute noise that Karz does it a few more times just for a laugh.

Once he?s bored of such little noises Karz drops the blowtorch off so he can pick up the acrylic vice once again. A clamp quickly snaps around the boy?s balls which is all that is required to keep the vice in place. Some rapid screws later and the squirming boy starts swinging and kicking once more with spittle frothing from his mouth.

"Sad. They?re barely even squishing yet fucktoy. Barely out of shape. This right now is only a taste for when these plates touch together." Karz almost blows without an ounce of stimulation as the cub cries out in both pain and terror. "But I?m not done. Got your balls in a vice, literally, but your tiny widdle dick isn?t hurting yet. Going to fix that before I fuck you like the fucktoy you were born to be. Can?t have my foxy enjoying being raped after all this."

He picked something new up. A black rubber tube, one that he would use to wreck any chance of his fucktoy enjoying the fucking he was going to give him. With all the squirming, it was a pain for Karz to position the tube but with the boy?s sheathe in hand he only had to drag him out until the hook in his shoulder was ready to rip which kept him still. Still enough for him to shove the rubber sound down the kit?s untouched urethra.

Despite the pain in it?s eyes, Karz recognised confusion too which made the bull smirk as he threaded more and more of the black tube into the cub. He didn?t let any walls stop him, he continued to shove through them until he was certain he was in deep enough. A quick bit of pressure and he had the cub grunting between screams as he was no doubt filled with a confusing feeling coursing from his bladder as it was filled up from the inside.

Grinning ear to ear, Karz gave the kit a kiss on the nose just before letting him swing back. Back toward the wall.

Right before punching the fucktoy right in the chest so hard that he heard the gunfire shot sounds of ribs cracking and pulling as hard as he could manage on the engorged tube in the kit?s dicklet. So hard that it tore out in a violent burst of blood and flesh.

There was too much for the cub to handle. The pain, beyond his small mind?s tolerance and he blacked out, but Karz was only too happy to let him as he had to stop the bleeding. That was rather more violent than he pictured but fuck damn. The kit?s prostate was no doubt ruined from that. But damn, the blood loss would put a rush on things if he didn?t speed up.

That didn?t mean he was going to be nice about stopping it. Grinning more than ever, he flicked the blowtorch back on and went to work by heating up an actual sounding rod until the metal was red hot. This was what he shoved inside the kit?s ravaged pisshole to sizzle the bloodflow into stopping. Then, for the fun of it, he continued holding the blowtorch to the end of the long rod until the boy startled awake screaming and thrashing.

"Glad to have ya back fucktoy." Sneering, Karz pushed the hot rod in until it vanished, ignoring the slight burn he received for his effort too watch his kit thrash with a renewed vigor. "Mmm, I think that?s that for most pleasure you?ll get from getting fucked Davey. I so hope you were old enough to imagine that moment in your foxy life, because I?m going to shatter any concept you ever had of being a fucktoy as a pleasant business."

Fear and pain isn?t enough to describe the look in the cub?s eyes any longer. With a twist on the vice?s screws it becomes terror and agony as the little cub screams soundlessly. But above all an enivitable sense of hopelessness sets in. Karz relishes it and drags his nose along the fox cub?s chest and up to his neck with a long slow grunting inhale as if he could smell it. The way he shivers has him thinking that he actually can.

Done with teasing himself, Karz decides it?s finally time to get to why he really kidnapped the cub. A sneer causes the kit to whimper and he watches for just a moment before he grabs hold of the fluffy tail and spins the kit around on the stool and perfectly lining his cock up with that tiny puckered hole. Tender and innocent with a twitching fear. Karz almost blew his wad from a mere look as his imagination ran off with how good and tight that cub butt was going to feel wrapped around his bull cock.

His other hand aimed his cock or did it?s best to anyway. Big as his hands were, they weren?t big enough to wrap around his giant organ. It was always a funny thought, him comparing himself to what others assumed a pedo rapist to be. They expected a small dick that wanted a power trip to make himself look big.

He just wanted to make some cubs scream.

He hadn?t even lodged his tip in when the kit started squealing. Just pressure, pressure, and a lot more pressure and all of it exerted by using the cub?s tail as a handle was causing his gagged muzzle and tongue to wag. He let up. Just long enough for the kit to raggedly pant and stare backwards. The moment he did, the kit?s eyes grew wider than ever.

He was old enough to recognise the feral stare and grin he was given and the fear it invoked was heartwrenching.

"GGGAARRRGGGGHHH!" The scream was everything Karz wanted it to be as he brutally thrust into the kit?s ass and split the boy open upon his cock. The huge bull threw his head back, letting out a savage "MOOOOOO!" of pure bliss, bliss only made better by the clenching along the tip of his big bull cock.

Leaning in and over the kit?s shoulder, Karz moo?d again in the fox?s ears, even as his hands went around the young thing?s hips to grip the vice again. He took such great delight in twisting those screws as the steadily dying screams renewed and his little foxtoy thrashed on his dick. Only the kit had nowhere to go, not stuck between two massive hands and the gargantuan cock that he was only just starting to be impaled on.

"You feel good fucktoy and those screams... oh those screams are magical. Let?s keep them going." Licking the cub?s face, he relishes the disgust, agony and terror that the young kit stares at him with. He relishes it so much that he leaves the cub?s balls alone just so he can shove two thick fingers down the cub?s throat, all so he can hock up a good bit of spit and make the suffering cub swallow it in between gags. The surprise enough of a distraction that the pain fades for a moment, which makes the following moment hurt all the more for the cub as he screams at taking the big bull to his halfway point.

A hand on the cub?s tummy confirms that he?s already in deep enough to begin to really stretch the little fucktoy out. "Yeah. Fuck, I love fucking small things like you and rubbing my dick through your bulging bellies. I?m barely halfway and your tummy?s bloated on my cock fucktoy fox."

The little cub sounds like he?s strangling himself in between screams as he tries fruitlessly to plead for mercy. All while he thrashes on the shark hook like a nice helping of meat. The though has Karz grinning once again and he decides to tenderise his meat. A ?Thud!? echoes and despite it not being against Karz, he grunts at punching into the kit?s belly and squishing his dick. It?s worth it though as his grunt is drowned out in the gurgled gasps and squeals of his fucktoy-turned-meat. A couple more thuds and Karz is laughing bullishly enough to shake the dungeon he stands in.

The bull isn?t content though. The screaming grows weaker, so he moves on and twists the screws on the vice, watching those little fox orbs flatten out nicely with the most amazing symphony of screams to go with it. But it?s the way the little kit?s ass squeezes on his dick that has him mooing and shoving another three inches of his cock into the boy. With his hand, he feels his tip slip up and under the kit?s ribs this time. A depth that shouldn?t be reached. Any more and his little toy will croak.

He bites the foxes ear. Savagely. Ripping at it with blunt teeth until he tears a bloody chunk out of the black tipped ear before spitting it out and forcing it down the kit?s throat. He grins savagely even as the cub gags and attempts to bring it back up. Not that Karz cares even if he manages to.

A twist of the screws draws a new scream out and the foxes crying eyes focus on his little orbs. "You?re such a fun fucktoy. But I?m not letting you enjoy getting fucked. Your nuts have to go little cub. They?re not even halfway flat yet. A long way from popping and yes, I?ve watched you try to loosen those screws. Pity I broke your fingers first. We could draw this out longer if I hadn?t. Draw more screams from your young cute throat." He nipped and ripped again at the squealing fox?s ear with yet another bloody grin. "I?ll get enough screams though. Enough to remember for a long time Davey."

He used the vice to pick the cub up until only the tip of Karz?s cock remained in the howling boy. A spin of a screw at the end while letting his delicious fucktoy drop down onto his dick. The thrashing that ensued was mesmerising and the howls fueled the bull?s twisted lust. Gravity and the vice had the kit fucking himself on his cock. Stretching him out brutally all the while, a look down and satisfaction blazed in the bull?s chest as blood dripped down his cock and over the massive set of nuts that hung below. It even tickled his furry nuts, enough that he chuckled at feeling so good when he could feel the screams his victim suffered through.

Soon enough the screams died out from lack of air. The thrashing slowed down, but there was no loss to the suffering Karz witnessed in the kit?s eyes as the bull kept fucking and twisting the screws on the boy. He almost came then and there, when he glanced down to the glorious sight of the cub?s furless nuts. A solid white blob of flesh now. The cub?s nuts were well and truly at the perilous stage now of being turned to mush. With a twist of the vice, he roared out a long laugh at seeing how close those acrylic plates were. They boy?s agony evident in the bulging blood vessels on the sides of the sack and the cries he was still giving.

The temptation to finish the job was overwhelming.

The only thing holding him back was a single thought of wanting to feel that destruction. Truly watch and feel it. He imagined the cub?s guts and ass would clench like the vice when those little orbs pulped in finality. Karz wasn?t going to miss out on feeling that.

So the massive bull began to deepen his thrusts. He wanted in and a little cub like Davey had no defence against someone like him. He bottomed out in three solid thrusts that left the cub?s lungs empty of air. Something else was taking their place now. Near breathless, the only noise his fucktoy managed was a pleading whine through the gag as Karz basked in the glow of being fully hilted in him. A frantic beat pounded along the bull?s cock head even as it was compressed over and over as the cub futilely attempted to suck in a breathe of air.

"Mmm, time to nut you fucktoy. You?ve got some time until you drown and you?ll get to breathe plenty as I fuck you. But I?m not letting you enjoy it. For that, these have to pop boy." A colossal squeeze of Karz?s fingers had the vice straining and his boy thrashing. Karz wasn?t going to lie. It felt fucking good. Amazingly fucking good. The guts clenching on him... oh, it was going to be insane. He just had to twist those screws.

He had to now. A primal need to feel his fucktoy clench on his cock was driving him beyond sadism into indulgence and intrigue.

He had to know what it was going to feel like to be hilted in him when his balls disintegrated.

So he twisted the screws until his fucktoy managed a scream despite having a cock lodged in his chest. Then he twisted more.

Karz?s eyes were glued to the vice and those ever widening orbs. Each little twist spread them out across the plates, further and further. He was actually rather impressed with how distended they were. The ass around his cock felt almost as tight as he imagined the vice was now, but they still hadn?t popped. He groaned in bliss, right in the crying cub?s ear, wanting him to know how much he was enjoying the kit?s suffering.

But he was done. No little twists now. In one go he twisted the nuts one full twist and those poor boy nuts ?POP?ped in a goopey sodden mess. The skin exploded and blood and chunks erupted out the bottom of the vice, even coating the bull?s furry hands all as Karz let out his own deafening "MOOOOOO!".

Then, in defiance of all expectations, the kit?s guts go slack and Karz grunts in disapproval. He?s about to snap the cub?s neck. His hands halfway up to do it out of rage, when the kit?s heart ?Thump?s. Karz moos softly, and then louder, and then louder still as with each thump, his fucktoy shudders and constricts around his entire cock all at once.

It?s like the best fucking milker of all time, running as a fleshlight, while on a dancefloor tapping his hooves all at once. And his fucktoy screams all the while.

Karz grunts, his pleasure rising beyond anything he?s ever experienced before. He draws his hips back and fucks his little fox viciously. Savagely. Brutally. All as the cub?s guts flutter over his length.

Karz doesn?t even notice that he?s already cum up and filled the fox until cum is mixed with the blood running down his cock and over his balls. He barely cares either. He just fucks right through that first orgasm and into a second.

Into a third.

He?s mooing constantly. His balls are dripping cum and blood while he just wants more of this feeling. Brute strength snaps the cub?s wrist, renewing the cub?s thrashing and the fluttering of his guts. More bones snap. Ankles, wrists, arms, legs. One by one he snaps them until Karz is running dry but nothing stops him. His fucktoy is getting loose though. A problem he solves by yanking him off the shark hook so he can shove a dildo alongside his own dick and fuck him further. On the ground, he shoves the kit?s muzzle into the blood and cum he dripped. He uses his gorey fingers to finger fuck the cub?s throat and make him swallow chunks of his own testes.

So into it he gets that his little fucktoy is limp when he cums inside the fucker for the last time. Still alive though, but broken. He rips the accompanying dildo out of his toy?s guts first before withdrawing his own dick, just so he can watch the fucktunnel drip a pinkish-creamy miss down onto the vice below as it fails to close.

Karz grunts as he flops back onto his ass before laughing madly. The bull?s spent. The mess of cum he?s made is a glorious achievement and that slack hole is the symbol of his conquest. He slips three fingers in, just to coat them in his seed so he can make his fucktoy eat it from them. Sitting the flopping cub up on his lap, Karz smirks as he looks into those broken eyes. He loves that look.

"Mmm, you?re my favourite Davey." Karz muses, leaning in and kissing the cub on the nose and licking over the ring-gag in his muzzle. "You were the best fucktoy I?ve had. But I?m a one-use kind of guy. You?re all sloppy and loose now. No fun. But you at least lived up to your use as my fucktoy."

Karz grins as his fucktoy?s eyes flicker with terror before even that dies out again. "Usually my fucktoys are already broken by this stage. But you?re a fox. Guess you were made for this. I?ll just have to get creative."

Three thick fingers slip back into that slack hole. Karz grins as he adds a fourth and watches his cub squirm a little. After all he?s been through, this only just stretches him. The second his thumb is added though, life blazes into Davey?s eyes. The cub probably believed himself to be beyond pain down there, but as knuckles begin to pop into his tailhole he quickly realises he?s not. Not even close.

All at once it all pops in. The wrist is hugged on the suddenly gripping ring of the cub?s ass as the boy squeals. "Yeah, that?s it. Scream my little hand puppet. I?m going to hold your heart in my hand soon puppy. Then I?m going to squeeze the life out of you. I?ll have your heart for all time then Davey. Just you and your owner. You and big old Karz."

The big bull grins. "The cub and his bully master."

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