Sonic stood beneath a deluge of steamy, revitalising water coming from the shower head above, cleansing his body of the sweat and musk which had built up from the long race. Showers were one of the few sources of water that hedgehog wasn’t afraid of, he always enjoyed the feeling of warm water on his fur which rid it of the scent of stressful competition.

Fully clean, Sonic wrapped a towel around his waist and exited into the empty locker room. He always preferred when it was quiet in places like this, it gave him time to relax without the worry of being mobbed by bothersome fans, or Amy, or both.
With a deep, relaxed sigh, Sonic walked to his locker, collecting his prized sneakers from within. 

“Amazing racing once again, Sonic!” Tails’s compliment to his best friend nearly made Sonic jump out of his fur, having just sat down to put his shoes on.

“T-Tails!, I didn’t expect to see you here,” Sonic said as he came down from the surprise of his friend being here, having subconsciously clenched onto his towel in the process. It did annoy him slightly to have his alone time ruined, but he couldn’t be mad at the younger fox for checking on him.

Miles Prower sat beside Sonic, a tablet in his hand. On the screen was a replay caught from the cameras around the course.

“You should’ve seen how well you did” He scrolled the recording to his favourite part and pressed play…

Sonic and Jet were neck and neck on the final lap. The hawk was able to get in front of the hedgehog via slipstreaming and used that chance to get a boost of speed, practically guaranteeing he’d win the race But Sonic wouldn’t just give him first place without a fight. Seeing an oncoming ramp, Sonic jumped off it, giving the camera some love in the form of a stylish trick. Landing, he used that boost of speed to win the race!

“Just amazing! That’s why you’re the champion, Sonic!” Tails praised his friend once again, receiving a smile from Sonic in return.

“Heh, yeah I’m pretty amazing, aren’t I?” His rhetorical question was followed by messing Tails’s tuft of hair on his head. 

“Well, I best get going then,” Tails stood back up, placed his tablet in his bag and proceeded to exit the locker room. “Me and Knuckles we’ll see you at the usual diner. Chilli dogs are on me!”

Sonic gave a thumbs up to the idea of getting his favourite food for free, those were even better than the praise and flowers thrown at him when he crossed the finish line. 

With shoes tied, Sonic was ready to head out and gorge himself on chilli dogs. But as he was to shut his locker, a towel was flung onto the open locker door with pinpoint accuracy. Looking at where the towel came from brought him face to face with the familiar green feathers of Jet the Hawk.

Sonic safely assumed that much like him, that towel was once wrapped around his waist, given how his flaccid humanoid member was on show for the hedgehog.

“Hey, Jet. Thought you’d be long gone already” Sonic played it cool, flinging Jet’s towel back to him, but only got it to land on the bench between them. Shutting his locker, he leant on it, giving who the race organises considered his rival a smug that annoyed him.

“You got a lotta nerve, hedgehog,” Jet spoke as he closed the distance between them. “You just had to steal the spotlight from me once again!” His words did little to break Sonic’s ego, arms crossed and shit-eating grin on his face, much to the dismay of the hawk.

“It was only a casual race, Jet. It ain’t like we were racing for Chaos Emeralds or something,” Sonic tried reasoning with him, able to hear him growl under his breath. “Now if you excuse me, I got some post-victory chilli dogs waiting for me,” And without a care in the world, Sonic took a step past Jet.

“Oh, you’re not going anywhere yet!” the hawk slammed his hand into a locker, stopping Sonic. “You’re going to make it up for me!”

“Make it up? Oh! Well, I don’t think Tails and Knuckles won’t mind second place tagging along,” That comment angered Jet more, tired of this cocky hedgehog’s attitude.

“Oh, I know exactly how you can make it up, hedgehog~” With his beak curling into a smirk, he used his eyes to gesture at his cock.

“N-No way I’m sucking a loser like you off!” Jet stared daggers at the now-concerned Sonic. Whose grip on his towel became firmer.

“Like I’m giving you a choice~” Being called a loser was just the thing Jet needed to do his move. He was to grab Sonic and shove him on his knees, forcing him to get him off. But Sonic’s speed got him out just in time, but not before the hawk got a hand on his towel.

“W-Wait, let go-” But it was too late. The towel Sonic wore was now in Jet’s hands. Jet had a gut feeling that the hedgehog was hiding something from the way he held that towel, but he didn’t expect this. 

Sonic’s cock was barely seen beneath the hard, azure-coloured plastic shell covering it, a hot pink heart-shaped padlock ensuring the chastity cage he wore wouldn’t slip off. 

“H-Holy shit~” Jet thought that Sonic would be a shower down there, the size that would perfectly fit in a hotdog bun. But seeing that this cocky rodent had his dick locked up in a pretty small penile prison changed that look of surprise into a more sinister expression. His cock throbbed to life as he watched Sonic become embarrassed by his secret being exposed. 

Before the hedgehog could ask for his towel back, Jet pounced. The hawk had Sonic pinned

“Hey-” With his mouth opened, the dominant hawk had perfect access to shove his cock inside it. Halting that cocky male from speaking.

“Now then, less you want me to tell people about you wearing a cock cage, you better start sucking!” Jet’s blackmail was the right incentive for Sonic to bob his head back and forth around his length. 

Sonic cringed at the salty flavour of the green bird’s phallus, detesting that he’d been forced to blow him off to keep his chastity a secret. Even though he hated having to perform this, Sonic’s skill at oral was amazing. That was due to blowing off his girlfriend and keyholder, Amy’s fat femcock often. The detestment of the pink hedgehog was a strong facade to hide how much of a horny slut he was for her.

“Wow, you sure know how to suck cock, hedgehog~” Jet commented on his oral. His feathered hand clutched the hedgehog’s cage, hearing him moan abruptly. “Guessing whoever’s got you locked up trained you good then. Right, bitch?” The hawk’s words got dirtier with each throb of his cock inside the warm mouth of Sonic. Even then, the look in his emerald eyes showed downright hatred for this. 

“What’s wrong? Don’t like blowing off a boy bigger than you?” He pulled his cock out of his mouth, resting it atop the hedgehog’s face so he can answer his question.

“S-Screw you…loser~” With a faint chuckle that hedgehog still tried to be the smug brat, but much like how his other words lit a raging fire inside Jet, this was akin to pouring gasoline on it.

“Well, looks like I still got to break you then!” Jet yanked the slutty Sonic’s hair, waiting for his mouth to open so that girly moan he knew he’d make could escape, so he could fuck his face even harder. The locked-up male’s spit served as the ideal lube to ravage his maw like it was a brand-new onahole, slick and ready to be torn in two by his eagerly throbbing, extra thick and uncut meat.  

Thick beads of precum would land on Sonic’s non-consenting tongue, the potent taste irking him even more. He wanted to push that hawk off and deck them in that smug-ass beak he bore; but when he raised his arms to do so, he found himself unable to act. Could it be that he was starting to enjoy this? His enclosed dick twitching senselessly seemed to answer that~

With rough facefucking causing Sonic to emit some gags, Jet the Hawk felt his lust reaching the threshold, his balls full and ready to give the slutty speedster a salty surprise. And to aid this dream, Jet ramped up his speed, as if he intended to split Sonic’s brain in two by swabbing his throat with his shaft. 

Hearing those horny grunts and moans and looking behind to see precum leaking from the small slit by his head, the hawk sadistically smiled.

“Hope you’re ready for this, slut. Because I’m about to paint your entire mouth white~” Sonic didn’t want to swallow his cum, but he had no choice. Pulling out just enough that his tip was on his tongue, he let out a libido-fuelled caw and fired his load into the hedgehog’s reluctant maw.

The salty flavour of avian spunk coated his mouth from roof to tongue. Jet could tell that this bitch enjoyed being a cumdump, from how he gulped his load down with gusto. But that could also be because it was that or almost drowning and throwing it up onto him, which would piss that dom off more than he had already.

With balls empty and the slut with a belly full of cum. Jet pulled his cock out, seeing some of his seed that Sonic didn’t drink pool onto his smooth, cream-furred belly. He watched him cough and look up at him.

“T-There, I sucked your dick, happy?” Sonic said still regaining his breath from the ferocity of Jet’s skullfucking. He tried to sit up but was quickly stopped by Jet’s hands on his chest.

“Oh far from it~ He closed the distance between their mouths to show him his teeth. The look of dominant arousal on his face was enough to shut Sonic up. He knew there was no escape from what was next…

The blue hedgehog found himself in that shower once again, but this time placed against the wall, his lower half being held by Jet. That cock hawk slapping his large length against Sonic’s cage, the noise of meat hitting plastic echoing throughout the cubicle.

“Who’d have thought THE Sonic would be such a whore that he needs his cock locked away~” He teased that rodent, guiding his length down to his tight ass. “I bet you never fucked anyone with that little cocktail sausage!” His words had quite the effect on Sonic, more precum dribbling out of his chastity cage.

“Wait, you’re getting turned on by this? Fuck you’re pathetic!” 

“S-Says the person who can’t even beat me fair and square~” With the chance to get off another taunt, Sonic sealed his fate to the roughest fucking his ass would ever get…

Jet said nothing to the bratty bottom. He was going to show some sympathy by easing his length in, but Sonic didn’t deserve that now. With one swift and strong push. He shoved his entire cock inside. The thick shaft bored a mighty hole into the blue blur’s butt

The moans Sonic made were music to Jet’s ears. They were so needy and depraved, fitting of the role he was made to play. Sonic finally presented himself as a small dicked cumdump to Jet. His asshole eager to be fucked silly by all kinds of cocks.

“There we go, finally broken aren’t you, whorehog~” Jet couldn’t help but laugh at the portmanteau he crafted, it was as good as the feeling of this slut’s anus started clenching around his penis, like he wanted to be a deposit for bird cum.

People entering the locker room would’ve heard needy moans and rough slapping from the sex of dubious consent going on in that shower. The sexual symphony soon introduced the orgasmic cries of Sonic to the ensemble, as like the slut he was, he came in his cock cage.

“Good slut~” Jet eagerly watched as Sonic had that kinky orgasm of his. The knowledge that his dick had made him cum helped his balls go into overtime to produce more cum for what was to come…

He didn’t need to warn Sonic this time, sluts don’t deserve to brace themselves for their dom’s orgasm. 

Like a firehose, Jet’s cock flooded Sonic’s butt with his virile seed. If he was a bitch in heat, Sonic would’ve been bearing Jet’s kids by the end  of this, but alas he was just a needy bitch~

More cute noises befitting of a bottom left Sonic’s lips, who had just enough energy to look at Jet one last time, before losing consciousness…

“Ugh…” Sonic The Hedgehog’s eyelids shakily opened. The hedgehog found himself resting on the bench of the locker room. Towel wrapped around his waist once again, keeping his cage hidden.

“D-Did I just dream that-” He cut himself off as he sat up, wincing when pressure was put on his sore butt. It wasn’t a dream, he had been forcefully fucked by that prideful Hawk.

With weak legs, Sonic wondered how long he must’ve been out cold for. A clock on the wall proved to be a good answer to that.

“I-I better get going, they must be worried about me!” Sonic spoke to himself, hoping Tails and Knuckles hadn’t eaten without him. 

Sonic went to grab his bag, but soon realised something to be amiss. He remembered fully zipping his bag up, but now it was partially open. Fear struck Sonic as he rummaged through it, heart skipping a beat at a sudden revelation.

“W-WHERE IS IT?”

Dear Sonic
Congratulations on winning the race. I always knew the best slut in the world would win like usual.

I know I promised that we’d do something special if you won this, but sadly I have to take care of Cream whilst Vanilla has a date.

So I decided to place the ‘you know what’ in the envelope. You deserve release, my little champ.

Just be sure to record yourself doing it and locking it away again~

Your girlfriend and mistress, Amy Rose~

P.S. If you do use the toy based on Big, I might let you top me next time…

Jet read the letter with a smirk, seems he was right on the money when it came to Sonic being someone’s bitch. The thief smiled before lifting what else was in the envelope.

A small pink key on a long chain that serves as a necklace, the same colour and the perfect fit for that small chastity cage Sonic wore. He guessed that he would’ve had a chance to stroke himself for winning the race.

But now, it was the property of the Babylon Rogues. Spinning the key around his finger, Jet felt that it only seemed fair to return it sometime. Maybe when he wins against Sonic, possibly throwing it to him for all that crowd to learn that their hero’s a total buttslut~