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The remnant of the night before remained lodged in his mouth, his own underwear dragged through all manners of filth. The red-highlighted cub began to truly wake then, fidgeting and shifting under the soaked sheet. Noticing this, the burly bull aimed his uncut head to the wad of white cloth shoved past the boy's jaws to thoroughly soak it with his bladder. \n\nFrom drowsy rising to sudden coughing and gagging, Cyber lifted his hands to try and shield his face from the stream. Dan snorted above the suddenly struggling child. \"No use kid, I'm pretty much dry now.'' Hacking and coughing around the sopping undies, Cyber jolted up and frantically tried to peel off the clingy yellow sheets. Shaking his tip to disperse the final droplets in Cyber's direction, Dan crossed his arms. \"Really? That's how you thank me for your wake up call?''\n\nA sudden glare filled the cub's eyes, redirecting to the tall bull as the situation returned to Cyber's mind. A muffled shout and the boy made to stand on the bed, before falling right back into the cooling wet covers as Dan backhanded him before the cub's aches from the night before could influence his choices. \"Kid. Cut the attitude. I do [i]not[/i] have the time or patience for it. From now on, every time you break a rule, do so at your own peril. I will [i]not[/i] be gentle in the slightest.''\n\nSuch words bored into the young wolf's mind, assisted by the sinister cold look the bovine made. What was more terrifying was the faint smile on Dan's face as he tugged his trousers up once more. \"Follow. You need to get some identification.'' The insurmountable weight of the situation crashed down on the cub, the full memory of the night before. His tailhole still screamed with soreness and burned deeply, felt odd and loose in ways he couldn't truly perceive. Seeing the pained hesitation, it only took an instant for the bull to have Cyber by the throat and hoisted above the bed. Legs kicking, those young eyes finally fully caved to the fear.\n\nDan's sadistic gaze remained unmoved. \"Do you think I'm fucking lying? Do you think I won't enjoy hurting you? I don't lie, I don't trick. If you give me a reason, I [i]will[/i] make you regret it, and laugh while doing it.'' After the final word, Cyber was tossed to the concrete floor with a gasp as he could breathe again. Even if it was tinted with the bull's urine, air was something he was suddenly grateful for. Yet he couldn't meet Dan's glare as he coughed around the undies shoved partially into his throat.\n\n\"You're keeping that in your mouth until I say so, I worked hard to give it a nice piss flavoring. Now. Get the fuck up, and get moving. You're already putting us behind schedule.'' Green eyes locked to the reluctant looking cub, Dan moved to the other side of the small room and opened the door. \"Go. Walk where I say, stay only two steps ahead of me. Make any kind of move and I'll shove my entire fucking arm up your ass.'' He had to smile at the way Cyber recoiled in dread upon hearing that, the pain in his ass front and center in the cub's mind.\n\nThe gleeful look that joined Dan's threat did indeed give the implication of truth to the boy. Doing his best to hide his shaking tail, Cyber nodded. Sure, he was stubborn. But he was a kid, in a hellish situation, had just been choked, raped the day before, and could still taste the shit in his throat as well as the burn under his tail. He was very susceptible to pain and intimidation, especially when it was a matter of survival. Though he was still furious, the anger merely kept him from going catatonic. Walking out, Cyber tried to steel his face once it was out of sight of the man behind him. Though it was troublesome, an undoubtable twitch under his fur as the taste of piss and shit seeped past his barriers, a permanent fearful grimace.\n\nThe halls were surprisingly busy, kids following with adults just like him and Dan. What stood out was the wide range of cubs, the youngest no more than four or five while there even appeared to be grumpy teens following their counselors reluctantly. Most seemed to wander in a shocked trance, no doubt caught off guard by a situation not unlike what he went through. But unlike him, their annoyed but coping attitudes indicated they likely were not complete virgins and merely had a distasteful night of filth instead of the worst moment of their entire lives. Cyber had suffered not just his first anal experience, but an undeniably brutal rape that had no chance of being pleasurable even if he was familiar to it.\n\nTo say that he could still feel the effects of such a violent penetration on every shaky step would be an understatement. His mind wanted to resist, to try and take a chance sprinting away from the bull pacing behind him. Yet the effectiveness of pain and fear became apparent as the pair made their way through the hall with no surprises. Cyber was scared shitless, but he hadn't given up. Just... postponing risk, is all. Of course he wasn't [i]really[/i] afraid, not one bit. There were certainly not any tears being held back.\n\nThe boy jumped as Dan spoke behind him, tail poofing. \"Turn right, into the infirmary.'' A broad hand gestured as well, driving the instruction home. Both passed through the aptly labeled door they passed the day before, back when the worst of Cyber's worries was boredom. Nothing in the building changed, but the hall was different. He was different as they walked up to a counter, like any clinic's reception.\n\nDespite the normal appearance, the boy knew the entire establishment was made to deceive. There had to be [i]something[/i] terrible waiting for him. A bored looking goat woman was behind the counter, looking up only after the large bull approached. He spoke cordially, familiar with the nurse and clearly possessing more enthusiasm for his job than she did. \"Hey Kelly, got 34 here for registering.''\n\nThe red-tinted wolf looked confused, unable to stop the \"34?'' he muttered past his gag of soiled underwear shoved in his throat. He suddenly found himself on the floor with a hurt cry, after being slapped harshly by the bull and taking a second for his mind to catch up after the hit.\n\n\"Rule 2.'' Was all the large man said before he yanked Cyber up by his scruffy hair to pull him back up, bringing a snarly whine. The receptionist waved him towards the door beside the counter, Dan nodding while waving happily as he tugged the pain-hazed cub through the threshold with him. What awaited inside was... a normal looking doctor's office. Though, there was a bit more going on in the middle with a chair more like a dentist's. Sputtering as half his face stung from the slap, Cyber found himself tossed into the stand, wrists and ankles locked in before he knew it.\n\n\"W-What are you going to d-do to me?'' The boy tried to cry past his undergarment gag, frantically looking around. Sighing, Dan took a fist and raised it, before a hand sat on his bicep. An orca was behind the bull, wearing a typical doctor's uniform of a durable transparent latex. It did more than hug his junk, having a fitting sleeve that would make sure it was perfectly able to get erect and penetrate. Afterall, it was standard practice to have childbirth doctors be well-endowed so they could help dilate the cervix before birth. The barrier of the uniform kept it all sanitary for health-care intercourse.\n\nCyber suddenly hated everything about the uniform now that he couldn't look at a naked male in the same way anymore. The aquatic doctor's voice was calm though, almost reassuring in any other situation. \"Easy Dan, beat him back in his cell, we need to keep this place clean. As for you, 34, relax. This is just a routine procedure for newcomers. Here, let's do the first thing.''\n\nPetrified in trying to decide whether to see what was in store or start panicking, Cyber was still silent as the doctor pushed a button. There was a beep, and he said a quick little \"Done.'' Though it still felt wrong in his head, Cyber still felt the heavy slap on his cheek and was not tempted to inquire further. The orca noticed the troubled look, and decided to answer the cub's question. \"It was simply taking your weight.''\n\nAn uncertain blink was all the boy could muster, the doctor launching into an assortment of minor procedures. Blood pressure was taken, his teeth were checked, though Cyber snarled when fingers were shoved past his lips and shoved his gag farther down. All it took was Dan stepping into view with a cold expression to put a stop to it. It was beyond humiliating having the doctor work around his body while strapped down, especially when it got into inspecting [i]those[/i] places.\n\nBut the cub's real concern was when the leg segments his limbs were strapped against lifted akin to stirrups. He felt a cold fear as the doctor approached, essentially nude under his clear suit and surprisingly flaccid. A scared glance to Dan only gave more confusion, the man still standing aside with arms crossed. The wide smile on the bull's face gave no assurance, but also made it clear he had no intent to step between the wolf's legs.\n\nWhat actually shocked the crimson highlighted cub was when the orca knelt down to begin shaving the fur around his pads at the bottom of his feet. A strange feeling, but more alarming in mystery than directly unpleasant. When done, Cyber truly tried to say something past the awful gag of his horrid undies. No words were formed of course, but he was no less concerned as the leg-holders returned to normally holding his feet together right off the ground.\n\nWith most of his body being in the way of the vision of his paws, Cyber couldn't see the orca setting blocks with numbers embossed on them into a slot in the floor, running horizontally with the cub's left foot. Or that there was a symbol on a similar foot-sized plate under where his right paw is. A strange warmth began to build on them, radiating slightly to the cub's soles to deepen the boy's confused suspense.\n\nTo more of his unsure thoughts, the adults around him were placid, the doctor almost bored. He tapped a few things on a screen or device, behind the chair and out of Cyber's sight. The heat continued to grow, before the orca knelt by Cyber's paws to rotate the ankle restraints and leave his soles parallel to the floor. More agonizingly silent and dreadful waiting came, faint whimpers coming from the wolf's stuffed mouth. Nothing bad so far, but that meant something [i]had[/i] to be coming.\n\n\"Alright, we're at temp.'' Came a concise voice from the doctor beside him, and suddenly the entire chair Cyber was strapped in dropped half a foot. Enough to perfectly place his bound feet on the branding plates, and push hard onto them. Thanks to the restraints locking the paws in place, he could not tear them away after the quick searing heat flared in his mind. It came as a shock, then delay with the nature of burns. Yet as the scalding metal continued to press for a ten second interval that felt like years, Cyber thrashed with a sudden panic.\n\nThe chair lifted, the heat gone but the pain remaining as the cub began to make incoherent noises past his stuffed mouth, wiggling the little he could in his restraints as nothing held back the tears flowing down his face. The group patiently waited, Dan keenly watching the kid struggle and cry as his pants bulged. Cyber took more than a moment to calm down, a deep fire searing into his nerves and bringing pain to his core that somehow rivaled the traumatic memories of the anal ravaging last night.\n\nCyber settled down more from a defeated loss of will as the agony didn't diminish even minutes after the branding plate was removed, stuck in the chair as his sobs morphed to exhausted whimpers. His mind was present enough to be shocked when Dan reached over to harshly yank the impromptu gag from his open mouth.\n\nHolding the soiled undies with a thumb and forefinger, Dan grinned down at the boy as Cyber worked his jaw. Dan's smile grew as Cyber didn't say anything. Seems like the wolf was understanding rule two. The bull spoke instead, almost giddily. \"Do you like to gamble, Cyber? Ah, my bad, I mean-'' The bull grabbed the wolf's singed foot free from the cuff before uncomfortably twisting it up so that Cyber could peer at the steaming hot sole to read what was now written in pure pain. \"-34?''\n\nUnsure if this was a trick, and in too much pain to risk it, the boy shook his head.\n\n\"Well, I wanna bet on something. You might like it.''\n\nCyber's watery eyes narrowed as he stopped a sniffle from leaving his scrunched face, a fresh wave of agonized winces making sure he couldn't stop it a second time.\n\nThe twinge of clear sadism returned to the bull's wide grin, unsettling the miserable cub. \"Hey now, I may get off on raping little shits like you, but I'm an honest man. I want to make a simple bet.''\n\nDoing his best to put his burning feet out of his mind, Cyber gathered his will. \"B-Bet on wh-what?'' He asked cautiously.\n\nDan took a step back, drawing a line with a hand motion. \"If you can get up and walk from that corner of the room, to the other.''\n\nCyber traced the line the best he could with a restrained head. A sniffle preceded his words. \"W-What do I... win?''\n\nDan's smile was far too sharp for a bovine. \"Peace. You're off the hook. No rape, no toilet usage, nothing. We can't just send you home, your father [i]did[/i] pay us to knock you into shape.'' Ah, there it was. Dan oh-so-loved seeing the kid's reactions when he tells them their parents [i]paid[/i] for their child to suffer. Cyber instantly locked up in his binds, his pathetic whimpers of pain ceasing while a silent inhale was taken as the cub faced the brutal reminder of the situation. He quickly devolved back into a slouched pain, eyes welling with fought-back despair as Dan continued. \"But we can do that in a much more traditional sense. Hell, we'll even wash your sheets.''\n\nIt was... good. Too good. Cyber had literally just been burned by this place, there had to be a catch. \"I-If I lose?''\n\nAn almost pleasured sigh came from the broad bull. \"Then your time at work today will be significantly worse.''\n\n\"Work?''\n\n\"Yeah, kid. You're on fucktoy duty today. You would have been briefed this morning, but you needed to get branded since you were a late addition. Basically you come with me to the counselor area and be our cum dumpster for the day. Simple.''\n\nUnsureness mixed with the evident pain playing across the wolf cub's features. \"I-If I win...''\n\n\"You're gonna have it easy.''\n\n\"B-but if I lose...''\n\n\"You're gonna have it [i]hard[/i].''\n\nThe kid was silent, thoughts working as the agony from his branded soles singed the edge of his consciousness. It wouldn't be easy, Cyber knew it wouldn't be offered if it was. But... it was a chance. A way to make it all end. He... [i]had[/i] to do it, right? He couldn't willingly turn this chance away after what they did to him. That was one night, and he would be here for [i]months[/i]. The cub had every reason to believe this was a trap of some kind, yet the prospect was one he couldn't outright give up.\n\n\"I'll... I'll t-take the bet.''\n\nDan almost looked smug, but no different than before. \"Good. Doc, pop his restraints.'' Clangs sounded as the mechanisms keeping him locked to the chair opened. Raising a hand to clench it while Cyber hissed from the un-ending agony in his soles, he did his best to steel himself. It was gonna be tough, but he had to do it. This was his moment, he would show the bull his will.\n\nThe undignified yelp he gave as Dan picked him up did not help that goal, Cyber being lifted and held to the man's huge chest. An instinctual recoil surged through the kid, memories flowing from the last time he felt Dan's chest smother his back. \n\n\"Relax kid, just taking you to the corner. It wouldn't be fair if I made you walk there, right?'' The slyness in his tone contrasted the honor in the words, but it got Cyber to stop struggling. Once there, the bull held him above the floor by his shoulders, smoldering feet yet to touch the ground. \"Ready 34? Just walk to the other corner. Easy.'' Then he dropped the cub.\n\n\"AAAAAGGH!'' Cried out the wolf. If the red-tinted cub thought the continued misery of a burn was bad, the contact of a surface to the tortured soles overrode what he though pain to be. Immediately collapsing to all fours, the cub was floored by a new wave of agonized sobs and whimpers. \"H-Holy [i]SHIT[/i]! I-I-It hurrrrts so [i]m-m-much[/i]!'' \n\nDan crossed his arms beside him, \"Hey, you're supposed to walk on your feet. All fours is cheating. Bet's off. And some spanks later, you got quite the mouth on you, 34.''\n\nGushing eyes widening in terrible surprise, Cyber craned his head to look at the bull with pleading shocked irises. \"W-What?'' A weight gripped his heart as the red-tinted wolf realized he lost his chance before it even began, freezing as he despaired over what was in store for him. All because he was too weak to even stand, face twisting in anger at nothing but his own failure. A final desperate plea was given as his spirit lay shattered around him, \"No, p-please, let me [i]try[/i]! I n-need to tryyy-hy-hy...'' His words fizzled out to pathetic sobs, curling to a kneeling position as he heaved with gasps and cries. \n\nHe froze upon the bull's towering voice booming down to him. \"Fine.'' The man crouched, bringing his stern face close enough to Cyber's that the boy recoiled upon his violator's visage jutting into his perception. \"One shot. If you stand up right now, bet's back on. But- Losing means we do even more to you now.''\n\nWet eyes met the bull's, angry, hurt, afraid, but he could see a spark return to the cub. Good. Now the bull could snuff it out personally. He watched, in silence as the cub no longer held back his cries and sniffles, bawling openly from the pain. He shook, he sobbed. But he stood up. Slow, agonizing, every inch burning the child. Clenched shaky hands and determined eyes met Dan as he smiled cruelly, sidestepping to give Cyber a path to the other corner.\n\nThe plap of shaved foot hitting the tile was silenced by the hiss of torture from the cub as his branded marks lanced their pain right into his mind. Another foot moved, landed, with a sob. But Cyber took another step, not even pausing between. Any hesitation now would make sure he could never keep a stride, wanting nothing more than to collapse every second to take the weight off his seared paws. Every second was a year in the wolf's mind, nothing but pain and will fueled by the hatred from his previous pathetic attempt.\n\nTwo steps turned to four, to eight, to ten. Halfway to go, the pain only multiplied with every moment on his feet. Every step brought him closer to salvation, and torment. As he made his way across the room, his sounds of misery grew louder, everything he felt worsening. Two more steps, and he knew he was at his breaking point. But he was so close! Maybe five more steps, it was right there!\n\nBut the agony grew, the burn spread, cut deep into his tendons. Two more steps, and tears dripped to the floor freely as his mouth screamed. A terrible remark of suffering and anger, perhaps a word. He was so close. The noise he made as he felt his legs give out and his body be consumed with pain was awful. Two more steps, and he would have made it. Twenty more seconds, and he would have made it. Freedom was only an arm's reach away.\n\nHe screamed a terrible tone as his face became contorted, the pain of his brands a distant feeling compared to his own hatred of his weakness. His ears rang, his body trembled, his mind burned in disappointment. Then he was lifting off the ground, big hands under his shoulders to bring him face to face with the terrible man who had seen this play out a million times. Dan's smile burned into his vision much like the identification number was to his sole.\n\n\"I'll admit kid, that was the farthest anyone's gotten. But, sorry, you didn't make it.'' The shock was over, Cyber enraged at the world. The words he said to the bull right there were so malicious, that even Dan paused. The smile never faltered as the counselor looked over at the orca doctor. \"I think we're gonna need a gag for the little sailor. Ring-gag, I'm gonna plug his throat first thing in the lounge. Seems like that mouth of his needs the first adjustment.''\n\n-\n\nThere was little Cyber could do. Will meant nothing in a physical battle, and the bull was at a clear advantage. With force, Dan had no issue getting the feisty cub to do whatever was needed of him. After being humiliatingly dragged through the halls, they reached the cozy looking lounge they stopped by on the tour yesterday. But now much of its free space has been filled with BDSM installations. Forced into a pillory, the latching click as he was locked into bending over, the gag snapped around his muzzle and yanked his jaws apart. He collapsed under the weight and pain of the day, voice raspy and giving up. By now, being forced to stand on his freshly branded soles was par for the course, pain all he felt alongside a pitiful emptiness in his heart.\n\nThe pillory was cold, made of a metal rather than wood. Even the stubborn cub could tell he was defeated in this moment. And it would be far, far worse than it would have been, all because he failed. Sure, a part of his mind knew he was set up, but children are volatile and he was beyond simply 'distressed'. Being so close to freedom, but the only thing stopping him being himself, it hurt him on a level he would never admit. \n\nHis constant crying did the admission for him, soft and subtle, but undoubtable. The red-accented cub's head drooped in the pillory, face a mess of emotions and the continued agony of his brands. His eyes barely glanced up as Dan walked to the front of the humiliating contraption, towering above the boy. It was perfectly adjusted to put the cub's miserable little face at the bull's hardening cock, the scent of it invading Cyber's senses.\n\nAll he did was cry a little louder as he stared down his fate. But he didn't understand just what was going to happen. The beefy bovine took a step forwards, mushing his half hard manhood to the gagged-open snout as it sobbed. The warmth and musk of the genitals pressed to his face was sickening. Dan's words always had a way of cutting through the kid's suffering, as it usually meant things were getting worse.\n\n\"I'll give you some ground rules and context, since you missed your job briefing. You are a fucktoy. A cocksleeve. Right now, you are meat with holes for the express purpose of taking my cock and cum, along with all the other counselors. You do not talk. You do not resist, all you do is squeeze while we're inside you and swallow. In this role, you will be referred to as 'it', as you are now just a fucktoy.''\n\nHe rubbed his growing cock around the boy's reluctant face, spreading its essence into Cyber's facial fur with a glare at the boy. \"Do you understand?''\n\nNot a mumble of affirmation, all Cyber did was give a weak nod into the man's junk. \n\n\"Good. Start licking while I explain the next part.'' Spoke the powerful bull, leaning more so the boy's tongue could reach any part of the package. It took a moment of hesitation, but the bull knew that all Cyber needed now was a bit of time to follow the order. He loved it when they broke themselves, but he knew his job was only just beginning. The counselor was experienced, and knew that the loop of self-defeatism in the cub's mind would end once the pain keeping Cyber from truly rational thought faded.\n\nThe warm little tongue soon prodding his flesh was divine more in context than the actual sensation. Dan made sure to put a bit of a prideful tone out as he looked at the distressed cub forcing himself to lap around the bull's big cock. \"Now, I want to make sure you understand exactly what is happening. I don't operate on deceit or lies. I may not tell you everything, but I will never withhold the truth from you. So when I say the express purpose of your job today is to wear down your prissy attitude, I mean it. Just as much as I mean it when the secondary goal is to have fun fucking the shit out of you. Third priority is the one that happens with all of this; to stretch your holes out.''\n\nA chuckle as Cyber barely glared up at the bull, pain and misery rendering him unable to do much. Dan appreciated the lack of response though, and couldn't wait until it was a more common behavior later in the program. \"One last thing. As punishment for losing the bet earlier, we include an extra hole to stretch. Tell me, fucktoy, do you know what a urethra is?''\n\nNo response as the tongue barely slid over musky skin, worn down reluctance in every motion. \n\n\"It's your piss hole.'' The bull watched with glee as Cyber's irises shrank, confirming he did not know. \"And we're gonna shove some nice big rods up it. But, you also lost during a second attempt, which makes that punishment even worse. So, before we stuff your dick, we're gonna pump some stuff up it.'' \n\nDan was suddenly hiding things behind his back, smiling at the cub as sadistically as ever, voice almost playful as he toyed with the child. \"I'll let you pick what goes up your bladder though. Option one: scalding water. It's gonna burn you good. Not, like, actual serious burns, but damn it's gonna feel like it. Buuuuut... for option two it's much less liquid. Seeing as it's chili oil.''\n\nEven Cyber's tongue froze with this dilemma presented, no amount of intimidated, pained subservience making that choice welcome. The water was stuck in his mind, already feeling just hot metal on his feet, molten water up his dick was unfathomable. Yet at the same time, Cyber [i]has[/i] gotten spicy residue in his eyes by accident, and knew exactly how that pain would destroy him.\n\n\"Keep licking, toy.'' Commanded the burly bovine, only continuing after his order was followed. \"So; blink once for water, twice for chili.''\n\nA begging stare was given, only making Dan smile more. \"Choose, slut. Or it's gonna be both.'' The cub gave a great shudder from a doomed choice, then one single blink.\n\n\"Ahhh, good choice. You get the water now. And the oil goes in before bed. Don't worry, you'll have your dick plugged so there's no fear of wetting the bed tonight.''\n\nThere was only a single petrified squeak as that settled into the wolf's mind. He wasn't even able to be happy about the bovine stepping away and peeling his junk off Cyber's face, mind reeling at the development. He didn't sense Dan coming up behind his presented behind until there was a hand around his little sack, and fingers poking at his sheath.\n\nThe sickeningly casual tone of the bull behind him made the cub sink further into this new pit he found himself in. \"Now, I know it's already agonizing to be standing on those soles of yours, so keep still while I fill your cock and I won't crush your balls too.'' Sending a little clench through the massive hand holding his tiny sack made sure the message was loud and clear. He heard the sound of the gagged cub vigorously nodding, doing his best to avoid any more pain than he was already in.\n\nBut as a slick tube pressed to his sheathed tip, then forced into a hole that had no right for anything to be in it, the ring-gag made sure he couldn't stop the loud yelp. It drew out into a pitiful whine as the clear plastic pipe sank deeper into his hidden shaft, the mere inch or two it delved into the red-tinted wolf's urethra miles of agony in his mind. The catheter's ceased movement brought no respite, knees shaking as some inner part of him was stabbed. Dan only saw a quaking kiddy ass, proud of his work and only throbbing more.\n\nA large hand clapped to the boy's rear, palm grabbing an entire juicy kiddy cheek and pulling it to fully reveal the asshole he broke in the night before. Still red and abused, pulsing with fear and a lingering slight gape that made him excited to split it open all over again. Leaving the shaking cub to his own terrible sensations, the bull walked over to the modern looking counter and sink, a half kitchen on one wall of the lounge. He pulled out an electric kettle and made sure to fill it slowly, letting every second the water ran etch into the wolf's mind.\n\nHe gently stroked himself as the water was brought to boil, though Dan killed it before it began bubbling. It gave the masculine bovine great pleasure to see the kid's sobs grow in intensity ever so slightly as the water steamed. What made the wait so good, was the long time to cool before actually putting it in the cub. For it had something that many would argue was worse than the pain. The anticipation.\n\nCyber knew what was coming, already had a taste of the pain with the catheter stuck up his young dick. But the bull made sure that the fear sank in nice and deep before picking the pot up and snagging an enema bag off the counter. This was a golden moment for Dan, he would even wager that this day was the most important part of the process. He knew Cyber had not submitted, merely been temporarily subdued. But what he did in these moments are what will break the boy's mind in the long run.\n\nThe road was long, and Dan was making sure his pavement had a good start. The enema bag hooked up to a stand, then was linked to the catheter. Dan casually and happily filled the bag. The second he turned the valve, Cyber screamed, truly, akin to the scalding torture of the branding. The halls around the open lounge echoed his cries, but nothing stopped the pain. Pure heat flowed past his tip, working deeper to spread its molten suffering through his entire little shaft before rushing deeper into his body. It didn't take long for the lava to reach his bladder, squirming and writhing in the pillory as his voice ran coarse. \n\nA new sweltering weight settled in his belly, radiating the pain through his entire nethers. Still, he felt the flow. Then with nothing but dread in his eyes, Cyber saw the bull walk before him once more. Pitiful eyes met sadistic ones, before soon All Cyber saw approaching was the bull's junk. Dan stepped up, and shoved his cock down the cub's open mouth.\n\nIt wasn't a quick thing, instead plugging Cyber's neck was a meticulous affair. The fat, round tip was first of course, smushing and stretching open too-small lips even with the ring gag. The reddish wolf had every faculty of his being set on fire, preventing him from blocking any sensation out. He felt the fleshy cockhead, felt it split his young mouth before finally popping into the maw proper. Taste was not a sense he cared for in that moment, salty beads of pre paving the way for the musky shaft working its inches through his tiny mouth as it was stretched open ever so gradually.\n\nDan knew to take his time deepthroating kids, he knew from unfortunate experience they were prone to natural reflexes when something hits the back of their mouth. So ever so gently, he slid his thick cock through the boy's tiny muzzle. He made sure to watch Cyber's eyes, distant with fear and now twinging with gags, trying to return to a residual glare. But the way they almost bulged out when he rocked his hips to push himself the rest of the way through his muzzle was divine, tip grinding into the little clenched bundle of muscles blocking the cub's throat off. The deliciously tiny mouth gripped him, the ring gag squeezing around his shaft as the tongue fought back having to taste him.\n\nThe stretched nubile lips barely went down half Dan's shaft, a shameful display of cocksucking. \"Well that won't do at all, will it fucktoy?'' As Dan heard the 'no no no no no' screaming out of the wolf's pleading eyes, he latched large hands to the boy's skull. Then he shoved. Hard. That gagging noise of a cub having their entire throat stretched around his dick was something Dan could never get enough of. The tightness of just Cyber's youthful mouth was nothing compared to the strangling confines of his throat.\n\nA pleasant sigh from the bull, with muffled hacks and heaves from the wolf as he struggled around the cock spearing his skull. Cyber himself was amazed at this point. That everything was so awful, that there could be suffering and disgust where he could barely think with what was happening to him. \n\n\"See? You're already swallowing like a good cocksleeve. Just keep that up while I fuck the hell out of your face, alright? I know you're choking, but damn your neck is tight.''\n\nCyber was left to his suffering as the bull's meaty shaft pulled out of the snug embrace of esophagus, inundating the boy with the sheer size of the object in his mouth and the unwanted taste of dick. It only grew more powerful as Dan began to work up a steady rhythm, pre flowing freely as he battered his way past the cub's throat entrance over and over.\n\nAs gag reflex kicked in and the wolf was consumed with a metric fuck ton of pain, humiliation, degredation, and every other undesirable sensation under the sun, it was all he could do to suppress the bile rising in his throat as the bull steadily thrust though his stretched lips. Heavy gagging came with every bottoming out, a visible distension in the cub's neck as it pulse and he squirmed the miniscule amount the pillory let him. Yet there was nothing stronger than the bull's oversized hands holding his head still as he sloppily throatfucked the boy. \n\nSpending so much time fighting only his reflexes when the bull broke past his throat barrier every long thrust, the boy was suddenly distraught when he realized there was nothing to fight anymore. He was lost to how long Dan stuffed his face, but now the muscular man had no trouble forcing past that little hole in the back of his mouth, throat welcoming the thick invader with involuntary convulsions and youthful tightness.\n\nHow long had his body allowed that? Cyber wasn't able to contemplate it long, Dan ramming forward with a might that shook the entire pillory bolted to the floor. Eyes wide, the only concern rising above the cub's burning sensations was the struggle not to drown in the copious cum pumping down his gullet. Every heavy throb Cyber felt through his entire skull, the bulge in his neck pulsing visibly from the ropes of seed fired right into the boy's stomach.\n\nHe had no choice but to swallow, and even that was ineffective. White bubbles frothed from his nose amid ugly wet sounds of the wolf choking on adult dick. Cyber had tears pouring down his face, and the clear cries of a child sputtered past coughs and gags after a long schlorp of Dan sliding himself out of the cub's muzzle.\n\nA mocking little pet was given to the wolf's head, Dan crouching to look at the cum-leaking face right in the cub's distraught eyes. \"There there, you swallowed most of it! Just a few more postings here and I'm sure you'll be the perfect cumdump. I bet your throat is on fire though, stretched apart around my cock, pounded with a force you can't even give with your whole body, much less a thrust. It's okay, that's how it's meant to be, adults are just bigger and stronger. Your body is meant to be raped, it'll get used to it.''\n\nCyber was looking at nothing in particular as he distantly stared at the floor, trying to breathe between sobs and coughing up pearly jizz. Walking around the boy, the bull was stroking his spit and cum soaked shaft, still hard and standing tall. \"Now let's work on stretching your ass, it'll see just as much use as your mouth.''\n\nThe boy's whole body was reactive to every stimulus, the messy and brutal throatfuck, the brands, the scalding water that had been gradually draining into his bladder. There was no notable action as a cock slapped between his exposed cheeks, for there was nothing more for Cyber to express. Nothing but louder cries from his held open jaws as his chubby bottom was displaced by thick dick, progressing into his asshole being torn open once more. Familiar agony shot up his spine, the entire wolf tensing rigid in a manner that only made it more painful as Dan shoved his entire tool into the kid with one haphazard buck of his hips.\n\nThe only respite Cyber got from his second violent ass-rape was that there was a lot more pain drowning out the singular point of the excruciating thrusts splitting his behind open. And to wonder, why? In this moment of crushing and agonizing treatment, his mind was still reeling. Still even trying to pull together from the nightmare of the day before. His current repetition of the pain reminds him of that horrid day, remembering something that still hurt him more than everything the bull had done so far.\n\nHis father sent him here. It didn't matter there was ten inches of a cock he couldn't fit reaming his asshole. It didn't matter his bladder was on fire, bloated and full, matched only by the blistering feeling on his soles. Even the lingering feeling of his sore and battered throat paled in the betrayal of his father. Nothing could take him from the pain of the moment, not even thoughts of home. He was stuck in his suffering, stucking listening to his own pathetic bawling, his own fragile inner voice. It had to scream to speak over the rape, but that wasn't enough.\n\nHe knew he was blocking out more than the outside world. For his voice spoke the truth, and he wouldn't hear it, [i]refusing[/i] to hear it when he was being abused like this. But he knew, deep down, it wasn't a betrayal. Whether he deserved [i]this[/i], the rape, the torture, he would adamantly say otherwise. But just that he understood an argument [i]could[/i] be made that he did deserve it was a crippling thought lurking under all this. \n\nHe barely noticed Dan spewing seed into his bowels, not under the fire consuming his abused rectum, the stretching of his tailhole. He had thought retreating to his mind would help, but it only hurt more. He supposed it was good he was stubborn, it let him ignore his own conscience. He shunted back to reality as Dan drew out, knowing his last thought was false. It was a terrible conundrum. Live through agonizing sensation, or dream about his own failures.\n\nThis was the strain on his mind, equal to that of his body. The fury burned hot inside him, but it began to question why. Why was he here? Because Dan was an asshole cubophile rapist. But why was he under Dan's thumb? Because his dad was an asshole. Even as his ass lurched from heavy hips slamming against him, it wasn't enough to distract that he knew the bigger reason. Still, he ignored it, and suffered through the bull's seemingly endless stamina.\n\nCyber didn't realize it was over until a huge hand spanked across his presented ass, Dan's cum dribbling out a gaped tailhole struggling to close. \"Doing good kid, that's two loads. Whew, your tight fucking ass made me spurt in just five minutes.''\n\nThe cub's eyes shot open, mind confronted that the hour of torture he just endured was five minutes. But even he couldn't process that cold dread in his heart when the bull sauntered over to his front, and began to cram his still throbbing dick right down the boy's gullet. A terrible thing already, the coating of cum and the lingering taste of his own ass made sure Cyber suffered as his neck returned to the bulged out state of being plugged, the outline of a massive uncut cock showing through quivering skin as Cyber gagged around the meat.\n\nIt didn't get easier as the sadistic bovine ramped it up from a measured stomach-reaching sheathing, to a full on skullfucking. It only grew worse when sour bile spilled out around the cock, only being released when he unplugged the cub's throat. Dan only laughed at this, looking down with that grin of his.\n\n\"Oh man, you are so [i]cute[/i] when puking around my cock. Look at all those tears! You look so much sluttier with them, and the way your neck spasms when you're sobbing? Fuck. Hnf, yeah, fucking take it bitch.'' He hilted again, purely just to see the boy squirm as he couldn't breathe, eyes little slits and unfocused with disgusted despair. He ground around, purely to watch the throat-bulge Cyber's neck showcased shift about with every motion and throb. \"This is what your face is made for, kid. You might have dreams of being a CEO, or some politician, or whatever. But this is all you're good for. Choking on dick is half your reason to exist, and you're not even good at it.''\n\nCyber tried to tune the words out as the bull settled back into a rhythm that strained his entire esophagus, only partially successful. It was obvious he was saying degrading things for his own pleasure, but a cub being put through this kind of mental strain was far more susceptible to them regardless. That horrible feedback loop began in his head again. It was his fault he's here, filling him with guilt. Then it was the laser focused hatred of the bovine stuffing his throat, pure anger and fire.\n\nAs the time went on though, the fire continued to doubt its own spark. He hated the bull, because of what the bull did. The bull only did this, because of his dad. His dad only did this, because... of... himself...\n\nBefore the dam broke and the sorrow consumed, Cyber felt his stomach bloat. A warmth directly injected in powerful lances, Dan blasting seed through the boy's neck as it was hilted. Cyber's nose was pushed to damp pubic fur, sweat and musk filling the kid's senses, only adding to his revulsion. Which in turn fueled the anger that was slowly turning on himself. A slick pullout, and his head dangled from the pillory limply, coughing up seed.\n\nHe choked and gagged from the heavy spurts, gurgling around the thick shaft as it merely set back into a quick humping motion after a second of rest. As his spiraling mind just barely got into a comfortable spot of blocking out his thoughts and letting anger soothe the horrid rhythm of Dan fackfucking him, Cyber's fragile mental water-treading was shattered as the person he didn't realize was behind him slapped his balls.\n\nIt wasn't particularly hard, but an already sensitive area getting impacted on a currently sensitive child brought a muffled scream that made Dan moan as the throat he fucked convusled and clenched. With barely any time for the cub to register the hit, his yelp was overlapped with a fresh noise of gagging misery as the cub's cute little bottom was spread by big hands and a new cock slamming into his used hole. Losing all muscle control, Cyber either writhed or tensed, nerves just finally calming down set alight with a brand new rape tearing into his ass. He was forced to comprehend the feelings rocking through his butt, realizing he could feel the difference in the shaft compared to Dan's. No longer a thick and uniform barrel of anal pain, this was tapered and long, a sickening flexibility letting it pierce deep past the bends in his young colon.\n\nThe red-twinged wolf barely registered a different form swap places before him, the brown coat of the bull swapped to a spotted one. His mind was stuck trying to recover just from the first newcomer, unprepared for when a girthy barbed cock was shoved past his lips, scraping over his tongue before tearing into his throat. He coughed and hacked, but it was all instinctual. The activity in his brain was slowing, hazing, more focused with inner turmoil as it blocked out the outside world to survive. \n\nThere was hatred for all the people doing this to him, but when the fury burned deep enough it showed the true face of his rage. A simple blame at first, manipulated, failing the bet. He cursed himself for being weak, but could still say it was rigged, even if it still hurt to see his freedom be taken away after being so close. No, the true feeling was one he now perhaps recognized as guilt. He was sent here as a consequence of his actions. But that didn't excuse the terrible spines of the feline cock ramming down his throat, scratching it raw as he felt an object reach a point up his ass it felt like it was his stomach. Then warmth went into places he shouldn't feel, all before the people were swapped out with new ones.\n\nAn hour in this rape-stand, or what felt like it while he continued to be tag-teamed, brought his mind to it's knees when combined with the heat torture still burning him. Within that vulnerable state of dissociation, he gave the slightest grain of validation to that thought of his own guilt. It grew, piling upon itself as somebody else stepped up to use his abused tailhole. He faintly felt sickened as he struggled to count how many people had used his ass, how many had used him in general. There was rage to cope with the pain, but he could not deny the utter degradation and humiliation of not only getting used by his counselor, but strapped up and open for what felt like half the other staff.\n\nThe feeling of a thick shape stretching him wide and pulsing in terrible depths felt like nothing compared to his stubborn mind slowly falling victim to a crumbling lie. Until reality called back to him, when a knot forced past his worn out hole. Timed perfectly with a moment where his ever-popular throat was free, a shocked squeal flung out of his gagged-open mouth. Slumping in the pillory, he couldn't fathom the size of the bulb resting past his sphincter, then scream aloud once more as it popped out only to force its way back in. Losing grasp on any thought or high level emotion, there was only the direct agony of this experience.\n\nWhen a hand roughly grabbed his tailbase and tugged him back in time with the brutal knotfuck, Cyber gave up clinging to reality and shunted his mind back to inner despair. He would take being mad and upset with himself than to be present for the sheer torture of the rapid thrusts wrecking his anus. And so the reflection of himself returned, pointing at him and reminding him of why he was there. Cyber did nothing but scream at him, on and on, shouting and denying for what felt like hours. Bodies came and went, things entered and exited his holes, new shapes and pains. But he refused to acknowledge it any more than he had to, confronting himself would at least save him from the crushing realization of just how many people had a turn with him, how truly he had been made into a thing to be used.\n\nSomething new dragged him out of his miserable void. High voices, giggle and squeals. Forcing his eyes open and trying to ignore the midriff of whatever counselor was pounding his face, he didn't have to try hard before his sight was obscured with fur and the meat clogging his throat added more cum to his stomach. After pulling out and walking away, Cyber was met with a small crowd of the other cubs, pointing and laughing at him.\n\n\"What a baby! We can hear you crying halfway across the building!'' One of the older ones jeered, sadistic smiles on their own faces. \n\n\"Yeah! Why are you so upset? You got the best job, wimp!'' Came another, before other mocking words were thrown at him. \n\n\"My daddy's bigger than that!'' Even the younger ones were getting in, calling him silly names, joking about how he can't even handle basic sex. Had Cyber been in any more of a rational state, he would be able to keenly identify other pained youth venting their emotions on an easy target. He would have realized that his dad keeping him away from sex, and not fucking his son, was the outlier in most of this society. \n\nBut Cyber was not in a rational headspace. Instead he only broke down even more, one thing to be physically raped, another to have his mind assualted at the same time as his body. But his fellow victims turning on him for a quick bout of escapism? For being weak and inexperienced, unable to handle even the simplest of jobs? It hurt the wolf. More than he could say, a quick screeching of 'shut up!' and 'stop looking!' drowning into a long sea of wailing sobs until Dan stepped back up to plug his throat with cock again. Not like they could understand Cyber with the ring-gag in anyways, only laughing louder and increasing their name calling to counter his loud misery.\n\nWaving the group on, the burly bull shooed them away after a few quick show-offish pumps of his hips to Cyber's face. \"Good one kids, be sure to let him know just how much of a fuckup he is from now on. But run along now, your counselors are waiting.'' Once the group left, cackles and jests echoing down the halls, the buff bull gave some extra quick humps to his skull before pulling out, but not all the way. Leaving the head just past that metal ring holding the cub's jaws open, glans pressed right to the entrance of his sore throat. \n\nDan gave Cyber's sloppy red hair a pat. \"Drink it all and I won't piss on you in the morning.'' Then before the wolf could realize what was being asked of him, sizzling fluid exploded into the back of his mouth, blasting right into his gullet and causing errant gagging sputters to create an immediate spurt of backwash that splashed out the sides of his muzzle. Dan gave a quiet 'tsk tsk' with his ever present grin. Then he shoved himself to the hilt, ensuring every drop left in his bladder went right down that snug neck. \n\nThe young wolf was in a bad way, choking, gurgling, in pain and filled with disgust about what was happening. Horrid flavor, terrible senses, but most pressing was the lack of air stinging his chest as he struggled to chug the murky flow. With his eyes rolling up and cheeks turning blue, Dan could only bark a short laugh as he continued to piss. \"Well, nighty-night kid. I'll see you tomorrow.''\n\nThen everything went dark. For a while at least, unwanted awareness blinking in and out as distant signals from his body told him that there hadn't been a good break in its use. Soreness, aches, stretches and stinging roughness. He was dully aware from how his body lurched in the pillory that someone was fucking him in that moment, unable to fully process the information before his physical and emotional exhaustion caught up with him and shunted reality out once more. This would repeat a few times, the cub dimly cognizant if at all during an unknown time spent getting used.\n\nIt all culminated as he gasped, groggily coughing as he sat up. The red-tinted wolf quickly patted himself down, confirming he wasn't bent into a pillory. Even that awful ring gag had been taken off. Even as a slight wave of revulsion came as he felt the matted, sticky clumps of jizz crusting into his fur, he tried to block out the lingering smell of musk, cum, and piss emanating from his soiled form. Sighing out, the relief shattered as he looked around the blank cinderblock walls of his cell, realizing he was upon his still-soiled bed. He wanted to curse, to say something damning his situation. But he had thoroughly lost his voice, both from a beaten will, and the numerous cocks beating his throat for god knows how long.\n\nBut what truly stopped him from saying anything is the large bull stepping up from out of sight, grinning as always. \"Heya, 34. Just here for a final goodnight. Lay down on your back.''\n\nWhat little color remained on the cub's face drained, remembering what happened just last night. The memory of the bull dropping his ass on the wolf's face and unloading his bowels into Cyber's face still rang loud in his mind, the boy softly shaking his head in dread.\n\nIn a welcoming gesture, Dan chuckled. \"Ooo, pure fear? Far cry from the boisterousness of last night. Guess eating some shit did teach a lesson, huh? Well, lucky for you, I already dumped my bowels down another kid's throat. I just want a cute face between my cheeks while we do this next part. You've already smelled a lot of dicks today, had balls smushed to your nose. Hell, you still [i]reek[/i] of musk. A little facesitting is tame comparatively.''\n\nCyber was mostly frozen, but simply too worn to fight. And in a terrible twist, he didn't want to. Not when it wouldn't be as bad as before, not when he could save his energy for a better chance. Even if he had been fucked to the point of passing out, the 'rest' helped him see that he was in no fit shape for anything besides surviving to the next morning. But considering that's what he felt yesterday... The cub didn't want to start seeing a trend.\n\nDan let the kid ponder, run through thoughts and fears, keenly smiling all the way until the defeated cub adopted the cutest look of miserable defeat while laying back on the dried mess of his sheets. Sauntering up and unlooping his belt, he quickly stepped out of the fallen pants to clamber up on the small mattress. In but moments, Cyber's vision was obscured by the dark brown fur of sweaty bull ass hovering over his tear-filling eyes. All the cub could do was fill his lungs with fresh air and squeeze his eyes shut, bracing for the moment when-\n\nDan sat his heavy ass down on the boy's head, cheeks parting to brush coarse wet fur over Cyber's face as it slid through the oppressive canyon, until he felt that patch of slimy pucker land on his snout. Smushed to his nostrils, the scent of sweaty ass filled his senses, twinged with the leftover presence of his previous dump. The boy immediately gagged as his entire sensory suite was assaulted, the tactile sensation of swamp ass completely surrounding his skull only adding to his torture. But there was the simple solace that the creased rim his nostrils ground against didn't open, nothing happening further than this.\n\nMeanwhile, Dan happily wiggled his ass down until he felt the cold nose of the cub line up perfectly to his hole, grunting and fully settling his weight back once contact was made. With a perfect cushion now in place, the bull could make good on his promise to torture the cub. He certainly hoped Cyber didn't forget about the chili oil sounding as a result of the bet from earlier. While gently humming and enjoying the squirming nose on his anus, the bull spread some lube around a long, thin rubber rod coming from a crushable bottle filled with a mild amount of angry red fluid.\n\nHe made sure not to touch the boy in any way until everything was ready to go, pointing that slick tube right to the cub's sheath. Moving quickly, Dan pulled the fuzzy rim back, and shoved the sound right into the kiddy cock. Cyber immediately froze under him, Dan relishing the rush of air being instinctually inhaled from the nose on his rim, and enjoying the scream that came after even more. Working the tube deeper, the real purpose of using the cub's face as a cushion was to mostly restrain him, the young wolf having no way to topple the heavy man and stop the invasion of his urethra.\n\nNothing stopped the slick tube sliding through him, snaking further and further, puncturing his bladder. It had apparently drained during his loss of consciousness while being a fucktoy, but that was of little concern as Dan squeezed the bottle. Thrashing harder under the sweaty ass, screaming and being forced to breathe in more and more of the damp scent, Cyber was filled with an agony he couldn't comprehend. He knew what chili oil would do, but that's far from knowing how it would feel. Not even a lava, but rather an acid deposited right into his bladder, searing and charring the nerves to lance a suffering deep into his mind. \n\nThe bottle emptied quickly, an overall small amount being transferred before Dan slid the sound out. Doing that only dragged the leaking nozzed through his entire urethra, coating his entire passage with the burning substance. The little cub made noises of pain he's never encountered before, perhaps the result of trying to speak words while his mouth was sealed to an asshole, or the sheer coarse rawness from getting throatfucked all day. Working as calmly and casually as ever as Cyber's legs kicked and hips thrashed, Dan kept his bottom pushed down hard on the cub's skull as he slid a smaller urethral plug into the little cock, a tube coming out that be pumped the bag on a few times to inflate the plug inside the young member. Disconnecting the tube and waiting a few moments just to savor a cub's agonized screams against his ass, Dan finally lifted off.\n\nWith a wave of steam revealing the cub's wet, ass-sweat slicked facial fur, his screams were finally unleashed into the small room. Unable to truly see as the worst of the pain still burned deep, a river of suffering leading to a lake of excruciating misery, the wolf merely rolling on his soiled sheets as his hands futilely scrabbled at his crotch and groin, face twisted in sobs and the ultimate discomfort. As such, he didn't see Dan return over his vision, the gruff face staring down with a smile as he plugged the boy's old dirty underwear right back into his mouth. Pushing harder, he crammed it past his teeth, sending the awful fabric slightly into his throat, cutting off the shrilly wails at the source.\n\n\"Hey now, other cubs need to sleep. You want to be a good neighbor, right? They already know you're a pussy whore wailing at the most basic of rapes, don't want to give them more reason to laugh at you, do you?'' Dan happily added with a sadistic twinge. Staring down the cub now choking around the wad of tighty-whities stained with every fluid there was, he moved to the tv on the far wall. Still sealed in a plexiglass case, the bull tapped a few things on his io-band and the screen flared to life. Despite the absolute overwhelming of the boy's capacity to think and feel, he was disturbed to see what the video playing was.\n\nIt was him. A security-like camera angle of the cub locked in the pillory filled the screen, men thrusting into either side of the restrained wolf. Sounds played, wet slaps, gruff grunts, and pathetic crying. Dan slapped the box like a proud father. \"Since you went and passed out, you need to make up for lost time. Raping you for seven hours is hardly worth it if you can't even remember it. So here, to help you not get behind in your studies, we thought we'd play this for you every night. Don't you just look so adorable getting spitroasted like the cocksleeve you are?''\n\nThough Cyber was quieting down, it was not out of calmness, merely running out of breath and energy to express his torment. Rolling on the sheets as whimpering sobs leaked out of his undie-gagged jaws, a new puddle of tears was added to his messed bedding. With that, an actual goodnight was given from the bull, Dan leaving and flicking the lights off from the outside to plunge the cub into a darkness illuminated only by the recording of his own rape. His sobs quieted, his spasms slowed, but his mind wasn't free from the pain.\n\nHis body couldn't keep up, going limp if not numb in every place where it didn't help. Yet his thoughts had plenty of time to recoup while passed out earlier, the cub too awake to even consider the thought of falling asleep, if even could with this torture. A waking pain as his bladder and urethra burned bright as the sun all night, banishing the notion of rest as the sounds of his own crying and gagging on cock filled his reality. A reality blending at the seams, nothing but pain and humiliation filling the space of his consciousness as he cried all the way until the next morning. \n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A spreading warmth, one that seeped into the blankness of an exhausted slumber. It tugged at the edges of the wolf cub's mind, waning the pitiful respite of a restless sleep. As his eyes flew open, his ears checked in to reveal the direness of the situation. Yes, the bed was being wetted. No, it wasn't him.

Standing above the sleeping boy, the pantless bull burned into Cyber's mind smirked while holding the thick cock that was hosing down the wolf with a steady stream of piss. It pattered over the young boy's body, veiled by a thin sheet that became increasingly translucent and yellow-tinted. The pungent urine had no trouble marking both the boy and the bed, staining it all with the sharp concoction.

Cyber shifted, curling tighter. The remnant of the night before remained lodged in his mouth, his own underwear dragged through all manners of filth. The red-highlighted cub began to truly wake then, fidgeting and shifting under the soaked sheet. Noticing this, the burly bull aimed his uncut head to the wad of white cloth shoved past the boy's jaws to thoroughly soak it with his bladder.

From drowsy rising to sudden coughing and gagging, Cyber lifted his hands to try and shield his face from the stream. Dan snorted above the suddenly struggling child. "No use kid, I'm pretty much dry now.'' Hacking and coughing around the sopping undies, Cyber jolted up and frantically tried to peel off the clingy yellow sheets. Shaking his tip to disperse the final droplets in Cyber's direction, Dan crossed his arms. "Really? That's how you thank me for your wake up call?''

A sudden glare filled the cub's eyes, redirecting to the tall bull as the situation returned to Cyber's mind. A muffled shout and the boy made to stand on the bed, before falling right back into the cooling wet covers as Dan backhanded him before the cub's aches from the night before could influence his choices. "Kid. Cut the attitude. I do not have the time or patience for it. From now on, every time you break a rule, do so at your own peril. I will not be gentle in the slightest.''

Such words bored into the young wolf's mind, assisted by the sinister cold look the bovine made. What was more terrifying was the faint smile on Dan's face as he tugged his trousers up once more. "Follow. You need to get some identification.'' The insurmountable weight of the situation crashed down on the cub, the full memory of the night before. His tailhole still screamed with soreness and burned deeply, felt odd and loose in ways he couldn't truly perceive. Seeing the pained hesitation, it only took an instant for the bull to have Cyber by the throat and hoisted above the bed. Legs kicking, those young eyes finally fully caved to the fear.

Dan's sadistic gaze remained unmoved. "Do you think I'm fucking lying? Do you think I won't enjoy hurting you? I don't lie, I don't trick. If you give me a reason, I will make you regret it, and laugh while doing it.'' After the final word, Cyber was tossed to the concrete floor with a gasp as he could breathe again. Even if it was tinted with the bull's urine, air was something he was suddenly grateful for. Yet he couldn't meet Dan's glare as he coughed around the undies shoved partially into his throat.

"You're keeping that in your mouth until I say so, I worked hard to give it a nice piss flavoring. Now. Get the fuck up, and get moving. You're already putting us behind schedule.'' Green eyes locked to the reluctant looking cub, Dan moved to the other side of the small room and opened the door. "Go. Walk where I say, stay only two steps ahead of me. Make any kind of move and I'll shove my entire fucking arm up your ass.'' He had to smile at the way Cyber recoiled in dread upon hearing that, the pain in his ass front and center in the cub's mind.

The gleeful look that joined Dan's threat did indeed give the implication of truth to the boy. Doing his best to hide his shaking tail, Cyber nodded. Sure, he was stubborn. But he was a kid, in a hellish situation, had just been choked, raped the day before, and could still taste the shit in his throat as well as the burn under his tail. He was very susceptible to pain and intimidation, especially when it was a matter of survival. Though he was still furious, the anger merely kept him from going catatonic. Walking out, Cyber tried to steel his face once it was out of sight of the man behind him. Though it was troublesome, an undoubtable twitch under his fur as the taste of piss and shit seeped past his barriers, a permanent fearful grimace.

The halls were surprisingly busy, kids following with adults just like him and Dan. What stood out was the wide range of cubs, the youngest no more than four or five while there even appeared to be grumpy teens following their counselors reluctantly. Most seemed to wander in a shocked trance, no doubt caught off guard by a situation not unlike what he went through. But unlike him, their annoyed but coping attitudes indicated they likely were not complete virgins and merely had a distasteful night of filth instead of the worst moment of their entire lives. Cyber had suffered not just his first anal experience, but an undeniably brutal rape that had no chance of being pleasurable even if he was familiar to it.

To say that he could still feel the effects of such a violent penetration on every shaky step would be an understatement. His mind wanted to resist, to try and take a chance sprinting away from the bull pacing behind him. Yet the effectiveness of pain and fear became apparent as the pair made their way through the hall with no surprises. Cyber was scared shitless, but he hadn't given up. Just... postponing risk, is all. Of course he wasn't really afraid, not one bit. There were certainly not any tears being held back.

The boy jumped as Dan spoke behind him, tail poofing. "Turn right, into the infirmary.'' A broad hand gestured as well, driving the instruction home. Both passed through the aptly labeled door they passed the day before, back when the worst of Cyber's worries was boredom. Nothing in the building changed, but the hall was different. He was different as they walked up to a counter, like any clinic's reception.

Despite the normal appearance, the boy knew the entire establishment was made to deceive. There had to be something terrible waiting for him. A bored looking goat woman was behind the counter, looking up only after the large bull approached. He spoke cordially, familiar with the nurse and clearly possessing more enthusiasm for his job than she did. "Hey Kelly, got 34 here for registering.''

The red-tinted wolf looked confused, unable to stop the "34?'' he muttered past his gag of soiled underwear shoved in his throat. He suddenly found himself on the floor with a hurt cry, after being slapped harshly by the bull and taking a second for his mind to catch up after the hit.

"Rule 2.'' Was all the large man said before he yanked Cyber up by his scruffy hair to pull him back up, bringing a snarly whine. The receptionist waved him towards the door beside the counter, Dan nodding while waving happily as he tugged the pain-hazed cub through the threshold with him. What awaited inside was... a normal looking doctor's office. Though, there was a bit more going on in the middle with a chair more like a dentist's. Sputtering as half his face stung from the slap, Cyber found himself tossed into the stand, wrists and ankles locked in before he knew it.

"W-What are you going to d-do to me?'' The boy tried to cry past his undergarment gag, frantically looking around. Sighing, Dan took a fist and raised it, before a hand sat on his bicep. An orca was behind the bull, wearing a typical doctor's uniform of a durable transparent latex. It did more than hug his junk, having a fitting sleeve that would make sure it was perfectly able to get erect and penetrate. Afterall, it was standard practice to have childbirth doctors be well-endowed so they could help dilate the cervix before birth. The barrier of the uniform kept it all sanitary for health-care intercourse.

Cyber suddenly hated everything about the uniform now that he couldn't look at a naked male in the same way anymore. The aquatic doctor's voice was calm though, almost reassuring in any other situation. "Easy Dan, beat him back in his cell, we need to keep this place clean. As for you, 34, relax. This is just a routine procedure for newcomers. Here, let's do the first thing.''

Petrified in trying to decide whether to see what was in store or start panicking, Cyber was still silent as the doctor pushed a button. There was a beep, and he said a quick little "Done.'' Though it still felt wrong in his head, Cyber still felt the heavy slap on his cheek and was not tempted to inquire further. The orca noticed the troubled look, and decided to answer the cub's question. "It was simply taking your weight.''

An uncertain blink was all the boy could muster, the doctor launching into an assortment of minor procedures. Blood pressure was taken, his teeth were checked, though Cyber snarled when fingers were shoved past his lips and shoved his gag farther down. All it took was Dan stepping into view with a cold expression to put a stop to it. It was beyond humiliating having the doctor work around his body while strapped down, especially when it got into inspecting those places.

But the cub's real concern was when the leg segments his limbs were strapped against lifted akin to stirrups. He felt a cold fear as the doctor approached, essentially nude under his clear suit and surprisingly flaccid. A scared glance to Dan only gave more confusion, the man still standing aside with arms crossed. The wide smile on the bull's face gave no assurance, but also made it clear he had no intent to step between the wolf's legs.

What actually shocked the crimson highlighted cub was when the orca knelt down to begin shaving the fur around his pads at the bottom of his feet. A strange feeling, but more alarming in mystery than directly unpleasant. When done, Cyber truly tried to say something past the awful gag of his horrid undies. No words were formed of course, but he was no less concerned as the leg-holders returned to normally holding his feet together right off the ground.

With most of his body being in the way of the vision of his paws, Cyber couldn't see the orca setting blocks with numbers embossed on them into a slot in the floor, running horizontally with the cub's left foot. Or that there was a symbol on a similar foot-sized plate under where his right paw is. A strange warmth began to build on them, radiating slightly to the cub's soles to deepen the boy's confused suspense.

To more of his unsure thoughts, the adults around him were placid, the doctor almost bored. He tapped a few things on a screen or device, behind the chair and out of Cyber's sight. The heat continued to grow, before the orca knelt by Cyber's paws to rotate the ankle restraints and leave his soles parallel to the floor. More agonizingly silent and dreadful waiting came, faint whimpers coming from the wolf's stuffed mouth. Nothing bad so far, but that meant something had to be coming.

"Alright, we're at temp.'' Came a concise voice from the doctor beside him, and suddenly the entire chair Cyber was strapped in dropped half a foot. Enough to perfectly place his bound feet on the branding plates, and push hard onto them. Thanks to the restraints locking the paws in place, he could not tear them away after the quick searing heat flared in his mind. It came as a shock, then delay with the nature of burns. Yet as the scalding metal continued to press for a ten second interval that felt like years, Cyber thrashed with a sudden panic.

The chair lifted, the heat gone but the pain remaining as the cub began to make incoherent noises past his stuffed mouth, wiggling the little he could in his restraints as nothing held back the tears flowing down his face. The group patiently waited, Dan keenly watching the kid struggle and cry as his pants bulged. Cyber took more than a moment to calm down, a deep fire searing into his nerves and bringing pain to his core that somehow rivaled the traumatic memories of the anal ravaging last night.

Cyber settled down more from a defeated loss of will as the agony didn't diminish even minutes after the branding plate was removed, stuck in the chair as his sobs morphed to exhausted whimpers. His mind was present enough to be shocked when Dan reached over to harshly yank the impromptu gag from his open mouth.

Holding the soiled undies with a thumb and forefinger, Dan grinned down at the boy as Cyber worked his jaw. Dan's smile grew as Cyber didn't say anything. Seems like the wolf was understanding rule two. The bull spoke instead, almost giddily. "Do you like to gamble, Cyber? Ah, my bad, I mean-'' The bull grabbed the wolf's singed foot free from the cuff before uncomfortably twisting it up so that Cyber could peer at the steaming hot sole to read what was now written in pure pain. "-34?''

Unsure if this was a trick, and in too much pain to risk it, the boy shook his head.

"Well, I wanna bet on something. You might like it.''

Cyber's watery eyes narrowed as he stopped a sniffle from leaving his scrunched face, a fresh wave of agonized winces making sure he couldn't stop it a second time.

The twinge of clear sadism returned to the bull's wide grin, unsettling the miserable cub. "Hey now, I may get off on raping little shits like you, but I'm an honest man. I want to make a simple bet.''

Doing his best to put his burning feet out of his mind, Cyber gathered his will. "B-Bet on wh-what?'' He asked cautiously.

Dan took a step back, drawing a line with a hand motion. "If you can get up and walk from that corner of the room, to the other.''

Cyber traced the line the best he could with a restrained head. A sniffle preceded his words. "W-What do I... win?''

Dan's smile was far too sharp for a bovine. "Peace. You're off the hook. No rape, no toilet usage, nothing. We can't just send you home, your father did pay us to knock you into shape.'' Ah, there it was. Dan oh-so-loved seeing the kid's reactions when he tells them their parents paid for their child to suffer. Cyber instantly locked up in his binds, his pathetic whimpers of pain ceasing while a silent inhale was taken as the cub faced the brutal reminder of the situation. He quickly devolved back into a slouched pain, eyes welling with fought-back despair as Dan continued. "But we can do that in a much more traditional sense. Hell, we'll even wash your sheets.''

It was... good. Too good. Cyber had literally just been burned by this place, there had to be a catch. "I-If I lose?''

An almost pleasured sigh came from the broad bull. "Then your time at work today will be significantly worse.''

"Work?''

"Yeah, kid. You're on fucktoy duty today. You would have been briefed this morning, but you needed to get branded since you were a late addition. Basically you come with me to the counselor area and be our cum dumpster for the day. Simple.''

Unsureness mixed with the evident pain playing across the wolf cub's features. "I-If I win...''

"You're gonna have it easy.''

"B-but if I lose...''

"You're gonna have it hard.''

The kid was silent, thoughts working as the agony from his branded soles singed the edge of his consciousness. It wouldn't be easy, Cyber knew it wouldn't be offered if it was. But... it was a chance. A way to make it all end. He... had to do it, right? He couldn't willingly turn this chance away after what they did to him. That was one night, and he would be here for months. The cub had every reason to believe this was a trap of some kind, yet the prospect was one he couldn't outright give up.

"I'll... I'll t-take the bet.''

Dan almost looked smug, but no different than before. "Good. Doc, pop his restraints.'' Clangs sounded as the mechanisms keeping him locked to the chair opened. Raising a hand to clench it while Cyber hissed from the un-ending agony in his soles, he did his best to steel himself. It was gonna be tough, but he had to do it. This was his moment, he would show the bull his will.

The undignified yelp he gave as Dan picked him up did not help that goal, Cyber being lifted and held to the man's huge chest. An instinctual recoil surged through the kid, memories flowing from the last time he felt Dan's chest smother his back.

"Relax kid, just taking you to the corner. It wouldn't be fair if I made you walk there, right?'' The slyness in his tone contrasted the honor in the words, but it got Cyber to stop struggling. Once there, the bull held him above the floor by his shoulders, smoldering feet yet to touch the ground. "Ready 34? Just walk to the other corner. Easy.'' Then he dropped the cub.

"AAAAAGGH!'' Cried out the wolf. If the red-tinted cub thought the continued misery of a burn was bad, the contact of a surface to the tortured soles overrode what he though pain to be. Immediately collapsing to all fours, the cub was floored by a new wave of agonized sobs and whimpers. "H-Holy SHIT! I-I-It hurrrrts so m-m-much!''

Dan crossed his arms beside him, "Hey, you're supposed to walk on your feet. All fours is cheating. Bet's off. And some spanks later, you got quite the mouth on you, 34.''

Gushing eyes widening in terrible surprise, Cyber craned his head to look at the bull with pleading shocked irises. "W-What?'' A weight gripped his heart as the red-tinted wolf realized he lost his chance before it even began, freezing as he despaired over what was in store for him. All because he was too weak to even stand, face twisting in anger at nothing but his own failure. A final desperate plea was given as his spirit lay shattered around him, "No, p-please, let me try! I n-need to tryyy-hy-hy...'' His words fizzled out to pathetic sobs, curling to a kneeling position as he heaved with gasps and cries.

He froze upon the bull's towering voice booming down to him. "Fine.'' The man crouched, bringing his stern face close enough to Cyber's that the boy recoiled upon his violator's visage jutting into his perception. "One shot. If you stand up right now, bet's back on. But- Losing means we do even more to you now.''

Wet eyes met the bull's, angry, hurt, afraid, but he could see a spark return to the cub. Good. Now the bull could snuff it out personally. He watched, in silence as the cub no longer held back his cries and sniffles, bawling openly from the pain. He shook, he sobbed. But he stood up. Slow, agonizing, every inch burning the child. Clenched shaky hands and determined eyes met Dan as he smiled cruelly, sidestepping to give Cyber a path to the other corner.

The plap of shaved foot hitting the tile was silenced by the hiss of torture from the cub as his branded marks lanced their pain right into his mind. Another foot moved, landed, with a sob. But Cyber took another step, not even pausing between. Any hesitation now would make sure he could never keep a stride, wanting nothing more than to collapse every second to take the weight off his seared paws. Every second was a year in the wolf's mind, nothing but pain and will fueled by the hatred from his previous pathetic attempt.

Two steps turned to four, to eight, to ten. Halfway to go, the pain only multiplied with every moment on his feet. Every step brought him closer to salvation, and torment. As he made his way across the room, his sounds of misery grew louder, everything he felt worsening. Two more steps, and he knew he was at his breaking point. But he was so close! Maybe five more steps, it was right there!

But the agony grew, the burn spread, cut deep into his tendons. Two more steps, and tears dripped to the floor freely as his mouth screamed. A terrible remark of suffering and anger, perhaps a word. He was so close. The noise he made as he felt his legs give out and his body be consumed with pain was awful. Two more steps, and he would have made it. Twenty more seconds, and he would have made it. Freedom was only an arm's reach away.

He screamed a terrible tone as his face became contorted, the pain of his brands a distant feeling compared to his own hatred of his weakness. His ears rang, his body trembled, his mind burned in disappointment. Then he was lifting off the ground, big hands under his shoulders to bring him face to face with the terrible man who had seen this play out a million times. Dan's smile burned into his vision much like the identification number was to his sole.

"I'll admit kid, that was the farthest anyone's gotten. But, sorry, you didn't make it.'' The shock was over, Cyber enraged at the world. The words he said to the bull right there were so malicious, that even Dan paused. The smile never faltered as the counselor looked over at the orca doctor. "I think we're gonna need a gag for the little sailor. Ring-gag, I'm gonna plug his throat first thing in the lounge. Seems like that mouth of his needs the first adjustment.''

-

There was little Cyber could do. Will meant nothing in a physical battle, and the bull was at a clear advantage. With force, Dan had no issue getting the feisty cub to do whatever was needed of him. After being humiliatingly dragged through the halls, they reached the cozy looking lounge they stopped by on the tour yesterday. But now much of its free space has been filled with BDSM installations. Forced into a pillory, the latching click as he was locked into bending over, the gag snapped around his muzzle and yanked his jaws apart. He collapsed under the weight and pain of the day, voice raspy and giving up. By now, being forced to stand on his freshly branded soles was par for the course, pain all he felt alongside a pitiful emptiness in his heart.

The pillory was cold, made of a metal rather than wood. Even the stubborn cub could tell he was defeated in this moment. And it would be far, far worse than it would have been, all because he failed. Sure, a part of his mind knew he was set up, but children are volatile and he was beyond simply 'distressed'. Being so close to freedom, but the only thing stopping him being himself, it hurt him on a level he would never admit.

His constant crying did the admission for him, soft and subtle, but undoubtable. The red-accented cub's head drooped in the pillory, face a mess of emotions and the continued agony of his brands. His eyes barely glanced up as Dan walked to the front of the humiliating contraption, towering above the boy. It was perfectly adjusted to put the cub's miserable little face at the bull's hardening cock, the scent of it invading Cyber's senses.

All he did was cry a little louder as he stared down his fate. But he didn't understand just what was going to happen. The beefy bovine took a step forwards, mushing his half hard manhood to the gagged-open snout as it sobbed. The warmth and musk of the genitals pressed to his face was sickening. Dan's words always had a way of cutting through the kid's suffering, as it usually meant things were getting worse.

"I'll give you some ground rules and context, since you missed your job briefing. You are a fucktoy. A cocksleeve. Right now, you are meat with holes for the express purpose of taking my cock and cum, along with all the other counselors. You do not talk. You do not resist, all you do is squeeze while we're inside you and swallow. In this role, you will be referred to as 'it', as you are now just a fucktoy.''

He rubbed his growing cock around the boy's reluctant face, spreading its essence into Cyber's facial fur with a glare at the boy. "Do you understand?''

Not a mumble of affirmation, all Cyber did was give a weak nod into the man's junk.

"Good. Start licking while I explain the next part.'' Spoke the powerful bull, leaning more so the boy's tongue could reach any part of the package. It took a moment of hesitation, but the bull knew that all Cyber needed now was a bit of time to follow the order. He loved it when they broke themselves, but he knew his job was only just beginning. The counselor was experienced, and knew that the loop of self-defeatism in the cub's mind would end once the pain keeping Cyber from truly rational thought faded.

The warm little tongue soon prodding his flesh was divine more in context than the actual sensation. Dan made sure to put a bit of a prideful tone out as he looked at the distressed cub forcing himself to lap around the bull's big cock. "Now, I want to make sure you understand exactly what is happening. I don't operate on deceit or lies. I may not tell you everything, but I will never withhold the truth from you. So when I say the express purpose of your job today is to wear down your prissy attitude, I mean it. Just as much as I mean it when the secondary goal is to have fun fucking the shit out of you. Third priority is the one that happens with all of this; to stretch your holes out.''

A chuckle as Cyber barely glared up at the bull, pain and misery rendering him unable to do much. Dan appreciated the lack of response though, and couldn't wait until it was a more common behavior later in the program. "One last thing. As punishment for losing the bet earlier, we include an extra hole to stretch. Tell me, fucktoy, do you know what a urethra is?''

No response as the tongue barely slid over musky skin, worn down reluctance in every motion.

"It's your piss hole.'' The bull watched with glee as Cyber's irises shrank, confirming he did not know. "And we're gonna shove some nice big rods up it. But, you also lost during a second attempt, which makes that punishment even worse. So, before we stuff your dick, we're gonna pump some stuff up it.''

Dan was suddenly hiding things behind his back, smiling at the cub as sadistically as ever, voice almost playful as he toyed with the child. "I'll let you pick what goes up your bladder though. Option one: scalding water. It's gonna burn you good. Not, like, actual serious burns, but damn it's gonna feel like it. Buuuuut... for option two it's much less liquid. Seeing as it's chili oil.''

Even Cyber's tongue froze with this dilemma presented, no amount of intimidated, pained subservience making that choice welcome. The water was stuck in his mind, already feeling just hot metal on his feet, molten water up his dick was unfathomable. Yet at the same time, Cyber has gotten spicy residue in his eyes by accident, and knew exactly how that pain would destroy him.

"Keep licking, toy.'' Commanded the burly bovine, only continuing after his order was followed. "So; blink once for water, twice for chili.''

A begging stare was given, only making Dan smile more. "Choose, slut. Or it's gonna be both.'' The cub gave a great shudder from a doomed choice, then one single blink.

"Ahhh, good choice. You get the water now. And the oil goes in before bed. Don't worry, you'll have your dick plugged so there's no fear of wetting the bed tonight.''

There was only a single petrified squeak as that settled into the wolf's mind. He wasn't even able to be happy about the bovine stepping away and peeling his junk off Cyber's face, mind reeling at the development. He didn't sense Dan coming up behind his presented behind until there was a hand around his little sack, and fingers poking at his sheath.

The sickeningly casual tone of the bull behind him made the cub sink further into this new pit he found himself in. "Now, I know it's already agonizing to be standing on those soles of yours, so keep still while I fill your cock and I won't crush your balls too.'' Sending a little clench through the massive hand holding his tiny sack made sure the message was loud and clear. He heard the sound of the gagged cub vigorously nodding, doing his best to avoid any more pain than he was already in.

But as a slick tube pressed to his sheathed tip, then forced into a hole that had no right for anything to be in it, the ring-gag made sure he couldn't stop the loud yelp. It drew out into a pitiful whine as the clear plastic pipe sank deeper into his hidden shaft, the mere inch or two it delved into the red-tinted wolf's urethra miles of agony in his mind. The catheter's ceased movement brought no respite, knees shaking as some inner part of him was stabbed. Dan only saw a quaking kiddy ass, proud of his work and only throbbing more.

A large hand clapped to the boy's rear, palm grabbing an entire juicy kiddy cheek and pulling it to fully reveal the asshole he broke in the night before. Still red and abused, pulsing with fear and a lingering slight gape that made him excited to split it open all over again. Leaving the shaking cub to his own terrible sensations, the bull walked over to the modern looking counter and sink, a half kitchen on one wall of the lounge. He pulled out an electric kettle and made sure to fill it slowly, letting every second the water ran etch into the wolf's mind.

He gently stroked himself as the water was brought to boil, though Dan killed it before it began bubbling. It gave the masculine bovine great pleasure to see the kid's sobs grow in intensity ever so slightly as the water steamed. What made the wait so good, was the long time to cool before actually putting it in the cub. For it had something that many would argue was worse than the pain. The anticipation.

Cyber knew what was coming, already had a taste of the pain with the catheter stuck up his young dick. But the bull made sure that the fear sank in nice and deep before picking the pot up and snagging an enema bag off the counter. This was a golden moment for Dan, he would even wager that this day was the most important part of the process. He knew Cyber had not submitted, merely been temporarily subdued. But what he did in these moments are what will break the boy's mind in the long run.

The road was long, and Dan was making sure his pavement had a good start. The enema bag hooked up to a stand, then was linked to the catheter. Dan casually and happily filled the bag. The second he turned the valve, Cyber screamed, truly, akin to the scalding torture of the branding. The halls around the open lounge echoed his cries, but nothing stopped the pain. Pure heat flowed past his tip, working deeper to spread its molten suffering through his entire little shaft before rushing deeper into his body. It didn't take long for the lava to reach his bladder, squirming and writhing in the pillory as his voice ran coarse.

A new sweltering weight settled in his belly, radiating the pain through his entire nethers. Still, he felt the flow. Then with nothing but dread in his eyes, Cyber saw the bull walk before him once more. Pitiful eyes met sadistic ones, before soon All Cyber saw approaching was the bull's junk. Dan stepped up, and shoved his cock down the cub's open mouth.

It wasn't a quick thing, instead plugging Cyber's neck was a meticulous affair. The fat, round tip was first of course, smushing and stretching open too-small lips even with the ring gag. The reddish wolf had every faculty of his being set on fire, preventing him from blocking any sensation out. He felt the fleshy cockhead, felt it split his young mouth before finally popping into the maw proper. Taste was not a sense he cared for in that moment, salty beads of pre paving the way for the musky shaft working its inches through his tiny mouth as it was stretched open ever so gradually.

Dan knew to take his time deepthroating kids, he knew from unfortunate experience they were prone to natural reflexes when something hits the back of their mouth. So ever so gently, he slid his thick cock through the boy's tiny muzzle. He made sure to watch Cyber's eyes, distant with fear and now twinging with gags, trying to return to a residual glare. But the way they almost bulged out when he rocked his hips to push himself the rest of the way through his muzzle was divine, tip grinding into the little clenched bundle of muscles blocking the cub's throat off. The deliciously tiny mouth gripped him, the ring gag squeezing around his shaft as the tongue fought back having to taste him.

The stretched nubile lips barely went down half Dan's shaft, a shameful display of cocksucking. "Well that won't do at all, will it fucktoy?'' As Dan heard the 'no no no no no' screaming out of the wolf's pleading eyes, he latched large hands to the boy's skull. Then he shoved. Hard. That gagging noise of a cub having their entire throat stretched around his dick was something Dan could never get enough of. The tightness of just Cyber's youthful mouth was nothing compared to the strangling confines of his throat.

A pleasant sigh from the bull, with muffled hacks and heaves from the wolf as he struggled around the cock spearing his skull. Cyber himself was amazed at this point. That everything was so awful, that there could be suffering and disgust where he could barely think with what was happening to him.

"See? You're already swallowing like a good cocksleeve. Just keep that up while I fuck the hell out of your face, alright? I know you're choking, but damn your neck is tight.''

Cyber was left to his suffering as the bull's meaty shaft pulled out of the snug embrace of esophagus, inundating the boy with the sheer size of the object in his mouth and the unwanted taste of dick. It only grew more powerful as Dan began to work up a steady rhythm, pre flowing freely as he battered his way past the cub's throat entrance over and over.

As gag reflex kicked in and the wolf was consumed with a metric fuck ton of pain, humiliation, degredation, and every other undesirable sensation under the sun, it was all he could do to suppress the bile rising in his throat as the bull steadily thrust though his stretched lips. Heavy gagging came with every bottoming out, a visible distension in the cub's neck as it pulse and he squirmed the miniscule amount the pillory let him. Yet there was nothing stronger than the bull's oversized hands holding his head still as he sloppily throatfucked the boy.

Spending so much time fighting only his reflexes when the bull broke past his throat barrier every long thrust, the boy was suddenly distraught when he realized there was nothing to fight anymore. He was lost to how long Dan stuffed his face, but now the muscular man had no trouble forcing past that little hole in the back of his mouth, throat welcoming the thick invader with involuntary convulsions and youthful tightness.

How long had his body allowed that? Cyber wasn't able to contemplate it long, Dan ramming forward with a might that shook the entire pillory bolted to the floor. Eyes wide, the only concern rising above the cub's burning sensations was the struggle not to drown in the copious cum pumping down his gullet. Every heavy throb Cyber felt through his entire skull, the bulge in his neck pulsing visibly from the ropes of seed fired right into the boy's stomach.

He had no choice but to swallow, and even that was ineffective. White bubbles frothed from his nose amid ugly wet sounds of the wolf choking on adult dick. Cyber had tears pouring down his face, and the clear cries of a child sputtered past coughs and gags after a long schlorp of Dan sliding himself out of the cub's muzzle.

A mocking little pet was given to the wolf's head, Dan crouching to look at the cum-leaking face right in the cub's distraught eyes. "There there, you swallowed most of it! Just a few more postings here and I'm sure you'll be the perfect cumdump. I bet your throat is on fire though, stretched apart around my cock, pounded with a force you can't even give with your whole body, much less a thrust. It's okay, that's how it's meant to be, adults are just bigger and stronger. Your body is meant to be raped, it'll get used to it.''

Cyber was looking at nothing in particular as he distantly stared at the floor, trying to breathe between sobs and coughing up pearly jizz. Walking around the boy, the bull was stroking his spit and cum soaked shaft, still hard and standing tall. "Now let's work on stretching your ass, it'll see just as much use as your mouth.''

The boy's whole body was reactive to every stimulus, the messy and brutal throatfuck, the brands, the scalding water that had been gradually draining into his bladder. There was no notable action as a cock slapped between his exposed cheeks, for there was nothing more for Cyber to express. Nothing but louder cries from his held open jaws as his chubby bottom was displaced by thick dick, progressing into his asshole being torn open once more. Familiar agony shot up his spine, the entire wolf tensing rigid in a manner that only made it more painful as Dan shoved his entire tool into the kid with one haphazard buck of his hips.

The only respite Cyber got from his second violent ass-rape was that there was a lot more pain drowning out the singular point of the excruciating thrusts splitting his behind open. And to wonder, why? In this moment of crushing and agonizing treatment, his mind was still reeling. Still even trying to pull together from the nightmare of the day before. His current repetition of the pain reminds him of that horrid day, remembering something that still hurt him more than everything the bull had done so far.

His father sent him here. It didn't matter there was ten inches of a cock he couldn't fit reaming his asshole. It didn't matter his bladder was on fire, bloated and full, matched only by the blistering feeling on his soles. Even the lingering feeling of his sore and battered throat paled in the betrayal of his father. Nothing could take him from the pain of the moment, not even thoughts of home. He was stuck in his suffering, stucking listening to his own pathetic bawling, his own fragile inner voice. It had to scream to speak over the rape, but that wasn't enough.

He knew he was blocking out more than the outside world. For his voice spoke the truth, and he wouldn't hear it, refusing to hear it when he was being abused like this. But he knew, deep down, it wasn't a betrayal. Whether he deserved this, the rape, the torture, he would adamantly say otherwise. But just that he understood an argument could be made that he did deserve it was a crippling thought lurking under all this.

He barely noticed Dan spewing seed into his bowels, not under the fire consuming his abused rectum, the stretching of his tailhole. He had thought retreating to his mind would help, but it only hurt more. He supposed it was good he was stubborn, it let him ignore his own conscience. He shunted back to reality as Dan drew out, knowing his last thought was false. It was a terrible conundrum. Live through agonizing sensation, or dream about his own failures.

This was the strain on his mind, equal to that of his body. The fury burned hot inside him, but it began to question why. Why was he here? Because Dan was an asshole cubophile rapist. But why was he under Dan's thumb? Because his dad was an asshole. Even as his ass lurched from heavy hips slamming against him, it wasn't enough to distract that he knew the bigger reason. Still, he ignored it, and suffered through the bull's seemingly endless stamina.

Cyber didn't realize it was over until a huge hand spanked across his presented ass, Dan's cum dribbling out a gaped tailhole struggling to close. "Doing good kid, that's two loads. Whew, your tight fucking ass made me spurt in just five minutes.''

The cub's eyes shot open, mind confronted that the hour of torture he just endured was five minutes. But even he couldn't process that cold dread in his heart when the bull sauntered over to his front, and began to cram his still throbbing dick right down the boy's gullet. A terrible thing already, the coating of cum and the lingering taste of his own ass made sure Cyber suffered as his neck returned to the bulged out state of being plugged, the outline of a massive uncut cock showing through quivering skin as Cyber gagged around the meat.

It didn't get easier as the sadistic bovine ramped it up from a measured stomach-reaching sheathing, to a full on skullfucking. It only grew worse when sour bile spilled out around the cock, only being released when he unplugged the cub's throat. Dan only laughed at this, looking down with that grin of his.

"Oh man, you are so cute when puking around my cock. Look at all those tears! You look so much sluttier with them, and the way your neck spasms when you're sobbing? Fuck. Hnf, yeah, fucking take it bitch.'' He hilted again, purely just to see the boy squirm as he couldn't breathe, eyes little slits and unfocused with disgusted despair. He ground around, purely to watch the throat-bulge Cyber's neck showcased shift about with every motion and throb. "This is what your face is made for, kid. You might have dreams of being a CEO, or some politician, or whatever. But this is all you're good for. Choking on dick is half your reason to exist, and you're not even good at it.''

Cyber tried to tune the words out as the bull settled back into a rhythm that strained his entire esophagus, only partially successful. It was obvious he was saying degrading things for his own pleasure, but a cub being put through this kind of mental strain was far more susceptible to them regardless. That horrible feedback loop began in his head again. It was his fault he's here, filling him with guilt. Then it was the laser focused hatred of the bovine stuffing his throat, pure anger and fire.

As the time went on though, the fire continued to doubt its own spark. He hated the bull, because of what the bull did. The bull only did this, because of his dad. His dad only did this, because... of... himself...

Before the dam broke and the sorrow consumed, Cyber felt his stomach bloat. A warmth directly injected in powerful lances, Dan blasting seed through the boy's neck as it was hilted. Cyber's nose was pushed to damp pubic fur, sweat and musk filling the kid's senses, only adding to his revulsion. Which in turn fueled the anger that was slowly turning on himself. A slick pullout, and his head dangled from the pillory limply, coughing up seed.

He choked and gagged from the heavy spurts, gurgling around the thick shaft as it merely set back into a quick humping motion after a second of rest. As his spiraling mind just barely got into a comfortable spot of blocking out his thoughts and letting anger soothe the horrid rhythm of Dan fackfucking him, Cyber's fragile mental water-treading was shattered as the person he didn't realize was behind him slapped his balls.

It wasn't particularly hard, but an already sensitive area getting impacted on a currently sensitive child brought a muffled scream that made Dan moan as the throat he fucked convusled and clenched. With barely any time for the cub to register the hit, his yelp was overlapped with a fresh noise of gagging misery as the cub's cute little bottom was spread by big hands and a new cock slamming into his used hole. Losing all muscle control, Cyber either writhed or tensed, nerves just finally calming down set alight with a brand new rape tearing into his ass. He was forced to comprehend the feelings rocking through his butt, realizing he could feel the difference in the shaft compared to Dan's. No longer a thick and uniform barrel of anal pain, this was tapered and long, a sickening flexibility letting it pierce deep past the bends in his young colon.

The red-twinged wolf barely registered a different form swap places before him, the brown coat of the bull swapped to a spotted one. His mind was stuck trying to recover just from the first newcomer, unprepared for when a girthy barbed cock was shoved past his lips, scraping over his tongue before tearing into his throat. He coughed and hacked, but it was all instinctual. The activity in his brain was slowing, hazing, more focused with inner turmoil as it blocked out the outside world to survive.

There was hatred for all the people doing this to him, but when the fury burned deep enough it showed the true face of his rage. A simple blame at first, manipulated, failing the bet. He cursed himself for being weak, but could still say it was rigged, even if it still hurt to see his freedom be taken away after being so close. No, the true feeling was one he now perhaps recognized as guilt. He was sent here as a consequence of his actions. But that didn't excuse the terrible spines of the feline cock ramming down his throat, scratching it raw as he felt an object reach a point up his ass it felt like it was his stomach. Then warmth went into places he shouldn't feel, all before the people were swapped out with new ones.

An hour in this rape-stand, or what felt like it while he continued to be tag-teamed, brought his mind to it's knees when combined with the heat torture still burning him. Within that vulnerable state of dissociation, he gave the slightest grain of validation to that thought of his own guilt. It grew, piling upon itself as somebody else stepped up to use his abused tailhole. He faintly felt sickened as he struggled to count how many people had used his ass, how many had used him in general. There was rage to cope with the pain, but he could not deny the utter degradation and humiliation of not only getting used by his counselor, but strapped up and open for what felt like half the other staff.

The feeling of a thick shape stretching him wide and pulsing in terrible depths felt like nothing compared to his stubborn mind slowly falling victim to a crumbling lie. Until reality called back to him, when a knot forced past his worn out hole. Timed perfectly with a moment where his ever-popular throat was free, a shocked squeal flung out of his gagged-open mouth. Slumping in the pillory, he couldn't fathom the size of the bulb resting past his sphincter, then scream aloud once more as it popped out only to force its way back in. Losing grasp on any thought or high level emotion, there was only the direct agony of this experience.

When a hand roughly grabbed his tailbase and tugged him back in time with the brutal knotfuck, Cyber gave up clinging to reality and shunted his mind back to inner despair. He would take being mad and upset with himself than to be present for the sheer torture of the rapid thrusts wrecking his anus. And so the reflection of himself returned, pointing at him and reminding him of why he was there. Cyber did nothing but scream at him, on and on, shouting and denying for what felt like hours. Bodies came and went, things entered and exited his holes, new shapes and pains. But he refused to acknowledge it any more than he had to, confronting himself would at least save him from the crushing realization of just how many people had a turn with him, how truly he had been made into a thing to be used.

Something new dragged him out of his miserable void. High voices, giggle and squeals. Forcing his eyes open and trying to ignore the midriff of whatever counselor was pounding his face, he didn't have to try hard before his sight was obscured with fur and the meat clogging his throat added more cum to his stomach. After pulling out and walking away, Cyber was met with a small crowd of the other cubs, pointing and laughing at him.

"What a baby! We can hear you crying halfway across the building!'' One of the older ones jeered, sadistic smiles on their own faces.

"Yeah! Why are you so upset? You got the best job, wimp!'' Came another, before other mocking words were thrown at him.

"My daddy's bigger than that!'' Even the younger ones were getting in, calling him silly names, joking about how he can't even handle basic sex. Had Cyber been in any more of a rational state, he would be able to keenly identify other pained youth venting their emotions on an easy target. He would have realized that his dad keeping him away from sex, and not fucking his son, was the outlier in most of this society.

But Cyber was not in a rational headspace. Instead he only broke down even more, one thing to be physically raped, another to have his mind assualted at the same time as his body. But his fellow victims turning on him for a quick bout of escapism? For being weak and inexperienced, unable to handle even the simplest of jobs? It hurt the wolf. More than he could say, a quick screeching of 'shut up!' and 'stop looking!' drowning into a long sea of wailing sobs until Dan stepped back up to plug his throat with cock again. Not like they could understand Cyber with the ring-gag in anyways, only laughing louder and increasing their name calling to counter his loud misery.

Waving the group on, the burly bull shooed them away after a few quick show-offish pumps of his hips to Cyber's face. "Good one kids, be sure to let him know just how much of a fuckup he is from now on. But run along now, your counselors are waiting.'' Once the group left, cackles and jests echoing down the halls, the buff bull gave some extra quick humps to his skull before pulling out, but not all the way. Leaving the head just past that metal ring holding the cub's jaws open, glans pressed right to the entrance of his sore throat.

Dan gave Cyber's sloppy red hair a pat. "Drink it all and I won't piss on you in the morning.'' Then before the wolf could realize what was being asked of him, sizzling fluid exploded into the back of his mouth, blasting right into his gullet and causing errant gagging sputters to create an immediate spurt of backwash that splashed out the sides of his muzzle. Dan gave a quiet 'tsk tsk' with his ever present grin. Then he shoved himself to the hilt, ensuring every drop left in his bladder went right down that snug neck.

The young wolf was in a bad way, choking, gurgling, in pain and filled with disgust about what was happening. Horrid flavor, terrible senses, but most pressing was the lack of air stinging his chest as he struggled to chug the murky flow. With his eyes rolling up and cheeks turning blue, Dan could only bark a short laugh as he continued to piss. "Well, nighty-night kid. I'll see you tomorrow.''

Then everything went dark. For a while at least, unwanted awareness blinking in and out as distant signals from his body told him that there hadn't been a good break in its use. Soreness, aches, stretches and stinging roughness. He was dully aware from how his body lurched in the pillory that someone was fucking him in that moment, unable to fully process the information before his physical and emotional exhaustion caught up with him and shunted reality out once more. This would repeat a few times, the cub dimly cognizant if at all during an unknown time spent getting used.

It all culminated as he gasped, groggily coughing as he sat up. The red-tinted wolf quickly patted himself down, confirming he wasn't bent into a pillory. Even that awful ring gag had been taken off. Even as a slight wave of revulsion came as he felt the matted, sticky clumps of jizz crusting into his fur, he tried to block out the lingering smell of musk, cum, and piss emanating from his soiled form. Sighing out, the relief shattered as he looked around the blank cinderblock walls of his cell, realizing he was upon his still-soiled bed. He wanted to curse, to say something damning his situation. But he had thoroughly lost his voice, both from a beaten will, and the numerous cocks beating his throat for god knows how long.

But what truly stopped him from saying anything is the large bull stepping up from out of sight, grinning as always. "Heya, 34. Just here for a final goodnight. Lay down on your back.''

What little color remained on the cub's face drained, remembering what happened just last night. The memory of the bull dropping his ass on the wolf's face and unloading his bowels into Cyber's face still rang loud in his mind, the boy softly shaking his head in dread.

In a welcoming gesture, Dan chuckled. "Ooo, pure fear? Far cry from the boisterousness of last night. Guess eating some shit did teach a lesson, huh? Well, lucky for you, I already dumped my bowels down another kid's throat. I just want a cute face between my cheeks while we do this next part. You've already smelled a lot of dicks today, had balls smushed to your nose. Hell, you still reek of musk. A little facesitting is tame comparatively.''

Cyber was mostly frozen, but simply too worn to fight. And in a terrible twist, he didn't want to. Not when it wouldn't be as bad as before, not when he could save his energy for a better chance. Even if he had been fucked to the point of passing out, the 'rest' helped him see that he was in no fit shape for anything besides surviving to the next morning. But considering that's what he felt yesterday... The cub didn't want to start seeing a trend.

Dan let the kid ponder, run through thoughts and fears, keenly smiling all the way until the defeated cub adopted the cutest look of miserable defeat while laying back on the dried mess of his sheets. Sauntering up and unlooping his belt, he quickly stepped out of the fallen pants to clamber up on the small mattress. In but moments, Cyber's vision was obscured by the dark brown fur of sweaty bull ass hovering over his tear-filling eyes. All the cub could do was fill his lungs with fresh air and squeeze his eyes shut, bracing for the moment when-

Dan sat his heavy ass down on the boy's head, cheeks parting to brush coarse wet fur over Cyber's face as it slid through the oppressive canyon, until he felt that patch of slimy pucker land on his snout. Smushed to his nostrils, the scent of sweaty ass filled his senses, twinged with the leftover presence of his previous dump. The boy immediately gagged as his entire sensory suite was assaulted, the tactile sensation of swamp ass completely surrounding his skull only adding to his torture. But there was the simple solace that the creased rim his nostrils ground against didn't open, nothing happening further than this.

Meanwhile, Dan happily wiggled his ass down until he felt the cold nose of the cub line up perfectly to his hole, grunting and fully settling his weight back once contact was made. With a perfect cushion now in place, the bull could make good on his promise to torture the cub. He certainly hoped Cyber didn't forget about the chili oil sounding as a result of the bet from earlier. While gently humming and enjoying the squirming nose on his anus, the bull spread some lube around a long, thin rubber rod coming from a crushable bottle filled with a mild amount of angry red fluid.

He made sure not to touch the boy in any way until everything was ready to go, pointing that slick tube right to the cub's sheath. Moving quickly, Dan pulled the fuzzy rim back, and shoved the sound right into the kiddy cock. Cyber immediately froze under him, Dan relishing the rush of air being instinctually inhaled from the nose on his rim, and enjoying the scream that came after even more. Working the tube deeper, the real purpose of using the cub's face as a cushion was to mostly restrain him, the young wolf having no way to topple the heavy man and stop the invasion of his urethra.

Nothing stopped the slick tube sliding through him, snaking further and further, puncturing his bladder. It had apparently drained during his loss of consciousness while being a fucktoy, but that was of little concern as Dan squeezed the bottle. Thrashing harder under the sweaty ass, screaming and being forced to breathe in more and more of the damp scent, Cyber was filled with an agony he couldn't comprehend. He knew what chili oil would do, but that's far from knowing how it would feel. Not even a lava, but rather an acid deposited right into his bladder, searing and charring the nerves to lance a suffering deep into his mind.

The bottle emptied quickly, an overall small amount being transferred before Dan slid the sound out. Doing that only dragged the leaking nozzed through his entire urethra, coating his entire passage with the burning substance. The little cub made noises of pain he's never encountered before, perhaps the result of trying to speak words while his mouth was sealed to an asshole, or the sheer coarse rawness from getting throatfucked all day. Working as calmly and casually as ever as Cyber's legs kicked and hips thrashed, Dan kept his bottom pushed down hard on the cub's skull as he slid a smaller urethral plug into the little cock, a tube coming out that be pumped the bag on a few times to inflate the plug inside the young member. Disconnecting the tube and waiting a few moments just to savor a cub's agonized screams against his ass, Dan finally lifted off.

With a wave of steam revealing the cub's wet, ass-sweat slicked facial fur, his screams were finally unleashed into the small room. Unable to truly see as the worst of the pain still burned deep, a river of suffering leading to a lake of excruciating misery, the wolf merely rolling on his soiled sheets as his hands futilely scrabbled at his crotch and groin, face twisted in sobs and the ultimate discomfort. As such, he didn't see Dan return over his vision, the gruff face staring down with a smile as he plugged the boy's old dirty underwear right back into his mouth. Pushing harder, he crammed it past his teeth, sending the awful fabric slightly into his throat, cutting off the shrilly wails at the source.

"Hey now, other cubs need to sleep. You want to be a good neighbor, right? They already know you're a pussy whore wailing at the most basic of rapes, don't want to give them more reason to laugh at you, do you?'' Dan happily added with a sadistic twinge. Staring down the cub now choking around the wad of tighty-whities stained with every fluid there was, he moved to the tv on the far wall. Still sealed in a plexiglass case, the bull tapped a few things on his io-band and the screen flared to life. Despite the absolute overwhelming of the boy's capacity to think and feel, he was disturbed to see what the video playing was.

It was him. A security-like camera angle of the cub locked in the pillory filled the screen, men thrusting into either side of the restrained wolf. Sounds played, wet slaps, gruff grunts, and pathetic crying. Dan slapped the box like a proud father. "Since you went and passed out, you need to make up for lost time. Raping you for seven hours is hardly worth it if you can't even remember it. So here, to help you not get behind in your studies, we thought we'd play this for you every night. Don't you just look so adorable getting spitroasted like the cocksleeve you are?''

Though Cyber was quieting down, it was not out of calmness, merely running out of breath and energy to express his torment. Rolling on the sheets as whimpering sobs leaked out of his undie-gagged jaws, a new puddle of tears was added to his messed bedding. With that, an actual goodnight was given from the bull, Dan leaving and flicking the lights off from the outside to plunge the cub into a darkness illuminated only by the recording of his own rape. His sobs quieted, his spasms slowed, but his mind wasn't free from the pain.

His body couldn't keep up, going limp if not numb in every place where it didn't help. Yet his thoughts had plenty of time to recoup while passed out earlier, the cub too awake to even consider the thought of falling asleep, if even could with this torture. A waking pain as his bladder and urethra burned bright as the sun all night, banishing the notion of rest as the sounds of his own crying and gagging on cock filled his reality. A reality blending at the seams, nothing but pain and humiliation filling the space of his consciousness as he cried all the way until the next morning.
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