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", "writing": "Martin was headed home from school, the 7year old foxcub exhausted after the long day of learning numbers and letters. He much preferred kindergarten class compared to all this boring stuff, and his bag was twice as heavy to carry now! \nAs he rounded the corner of a block, a white van buzzed up next to him almost soundlessly, one of the new electric vehicles that had become more common on the streets. \n\n\"Hey, kid!\" A voice called for him, and Martin turned his head in surprise, noting how well-dressed the canine man inside the van seemed to be, perfectly ironed shirt and a red tie and all. \n\"That bag looks awfully heavy. Where do you live, I'll take you there!\" The man said with a smile that looked friendly enough.\n\"Mom says I'm not allowed to get into cars with strangers..\" The fox said uncertainly, putting his thumb reflexively into his muzzle, really wanting to say yes as he suddenly felt the weight of his school books.\n\"Ah, but this isn't a car, is it?\" The man said, his smile turning wider, and Martin grinned back, making up his mind. \n\nAs long as he didn't tell at home, there wouldn't be any issues!\n\nSeeing how the cub was swayed, the man pointed his thumb at the passenger seat and Martin walked around the van and got in. \nAs soon as he sat himself down, the doors locked, and the man's smile turned twisted. The fox meeped out he felt a sting on his thigh and then the world turned to black.\n\n--------------------------\n\n\"A fine specimen you have for us Mr Brianson, the patrons will be sure to love him!\" \n\nMartin had a sickening headache when he woke up and his mind felt sluggish. His eyes opened and he took in the sight of the canine, who was in conversation with an even more well-dressed bear who turned and looked at him when he heard him groan out. \n\"Ahh, already awake? Good, that means we can prepare you faster.\" The ursine's expression darkened a little, brown eyes hungrily eyeing the cub, who suddenly noticed that he was strapped to a chair. Naked!\n\"No no, stop squirming around, I don't want you to hurt yourself!\" The bear said, getting close and stroking the foxcub's headfur. \nBut Martin could not help but test his bondage. He cast his head from side to side, looking for escape or mercy, finding none and then checking out the straps that held him in place and the strange chair he was sitting on. \nIt had armrests and a backrest, but when he looked down it was formed like a toilet seat, his rump and crotch tickled by the air that was flowing through the room and up the hole. \n\"I said Stop. Squirming. Around!\" The bear said, grabbing the scruff of the 7year old and keeping him painfully in place.\n\"Owieeee, staaaahp!\" Martin complained, but the bear just shook him harder until he was crying and keeping still.\nThen, the ursine turned to the man who had abducted him and sent him away. He walked behind the sniffling foxcub and the boy felt himself moving, the chair was on wheels!\n\nThe cub was wheeled through a short corridor and into a white-tiled room where a shower and several hoses were hung along one wall, and the other was stacked with see-through plastic containers that were filled with a bunch of colourful appliances and tubes the boy didn't know what was for. \n\"First things first, we need to clean you properly, both outside and inside.\" \nMartin was wheeled under the shower and cold water hit him, causing him to cry sharply and shiver, although it quickly warmed to the point where he was comfortable again. \nThe bear undressed and the cub got his first sight of a grown man's penis, his dad always being the type to act all proper around him. The ursine noted the cub's stare and chuckled as his eyes widened when his member throbbed and began to rise a little as he imagined the deeds that would come next. \n\nTo start with, he lathered up the cub's fur all over, taking special care with his footpaws, his tail and his head. \nOnce the soap was rinsed off it was time for the inside cleaning. \n\"Now listen up young man,\" the bear said as he rummaged around with the plastic boxes, opening a couple and procuring some strange-looking cylindrical objects as well as small hoses, \"riff-raff like you only exist to serve your betters, you should know that. The fine people coming to my establishment want only the finest service and the finest experiences a young boy like yourself has to offer. Do you understand?\"\nMartin did not understand and he shook his head in confusion, water droplets flying.\nThe bear grabbed him underneath his chin and stared into his eyes. \n\"Your betters want your service, whether you will like it or not. But someone like you needs to be properly cleaned out to be worthy of serving them!\" \n\nWith that, he rummaged at the wet cub's cub sheath.\n\"Have your parent's even taught you to clean yourself properly?\" He asked, putting his finger at the opening of Martin's most private entrance. \nThe cub didn't know what to say. His body betrayed him, freezing up, uncomfortable at the unwelcome touch. \nThe bear stuck in his finger, stretching the tender skin of Martin's sheath, causing him to yelp. He squeezed it around, roughly shoving it this way and that. Then he pulled it out and smelled it, scrounging up his nose.\n\"Obviously not!\" The ursine said, a most unwelcome expression on his face. \"A [i]very[/i] deep clean is in order!\" \nThere was a sink in the room, and the bear scrubbed his paws thoroughly, drying them off and then rummaging with one of the boxes. He put on a pair of blue rubber gloves and fished out a push-down dispenser with some kind of yellow fluid inside. \n\"This is triple-A soap. This might sting a little.\"\nHe put on a thick dollop on his index finger and then moved to the cub, pushing the finger against the fox's sheath and squeezing the lubed-up digit inside. He plunged it back and forth, making the soap froth, and Martin felt the soap beginning to work, his member smart a little from the concentrated liquid. \n\"Owieee, it burns!\" He complained, and the bear just scoffed, pulling his finger out and getting another dollop of the bright yellow stuff, which smelled strongly like concentrated lemons. \nAnother application of the stuff and the bear was satisfied with the amount, opting to procure a thin and cylindrical brush. \n\"Normally, you would clean bottles with this..\" The bear said ominously, the white bristles almost shimmering in the shower room lights. \nMartin squeaked out as he saw it pressed against his tiny sheath. This wouldn't fit!\n\nBut it did. Painfully so. \n\nThe foxcub cried out as the stiff bristles of the bottle-brush scrubbed against his sensitive member, the soft skin of his sheath bulging out as the bear scrubbed his most private part hard, fast and rough. Martin shook his head and trembled in his bondage, trying the straps again, trying to get free to no avail.\nThis time the bear didn't comment, fully focused on his task, his member swollen with arousal as he tormented the cub with the brush. Once he was satisfied the inside of the sheath was properly cleaned, he connected a thin nozzle to the shower fixture and sprayed water inside, using his gloved finger to scrub around to get the foamy soap out. \nMartin squirmed as the pain to something close to pleasure, not one to have played with himself, the warm touch of the slick digit caused his member to spasm a little, throbbing as blood rushed in, filling out his sheath. \n\"That's right. That's what the costumers want to see!\" The bear said ominously. He deliberate touched at the 7year-olds dicklet, making it swell up even more, eventually poking out of the boy's tiny sheath, fiery-red and agitated from the brushing. \nThe cub whined out a complaint, but the naked bear put a gloved finger on his lips, using his other paw to gently stroke at the knotted dick until it was fully hard. \n\"Got to make sure the backside of your knot is clean too!\" He said, applying some more soap to his fingers and gripping around the little knot, caressing its backside, squeezing the small tube that connected it to the cub's body.\nMartin knew what the bear was doing was wrong, but it felt so [i]right[/i], buzzes of pleasure that arched from his member to his heart, which fluttered madly, his breath staggered and rapid as the man touched and groped and stroked and squeezed. \n\"Ah, wait, I hafta' pee!\" The foxcub exclaimed, feeling the pressure build, and the bear let off as if the penis was red-hot, Martin whining as the sensation quickly went away without any fluids coming out.\nThe bear applied some more soap and continued his scrubbing, this time looking very deliberately into the cub's eyes for when he was about to cum, and letting off when the boy began to fidget intensely in his bondage, seconds away from an orgasm. \n\nThen he stood up, member proudly bobbing around as he went to the boxes and procured a long, thin device that was coated in soft bristles a fraction of an inch long. He coated it in the yellow soap and then moved the chair with Martin on it so that the cub was facing away.\n\"Accidents usually happen when we do this.\" He said, looming over the cub, putting the thin device to the tip of his dick, his other paw grasping the knot to keep it stable. \nThe boy was confused as to what was happening, but the pain he felt when the long, bristly device was inserted was more than enough to clear his mind of anything other than excruciating pain.\n\n[i]It burned![/i]\n\n\"Nooooo, staaaaahp! It hurrrts!\" Martin cried out, shaking his head as inch after inch of the soap-covered brush was inserted into his sensitive urethra. He tried to kick his legs, his fingers clenched as did his toes, he squirmed and struggled, the chair rocking and the straps creaking as he struggled.\nBut the bear kept pushing.\nThrough teary eyes, the foxcub saw the length of soapy bristles get further and further inside, making his dicklet bulge out strangely.\n\"We have to make sure you are properly clean, boy!\" The bear said, begginning to scrub, pulling the long brushy implement almost fully out and inserting it again, going fast and hard as if he was doing the dishes.\nScrub-Scrub-Scrub.\n\nThe fox screamed in pain as the stinging soap and what felt like razor-sharp brushes ripped into the flesh, feeling like he really had to pee on top of the agonizing pain the whole procedure gave him.\n\"That will do it.\" The bear said, ripping the brush out, the cub yelping and then hunching over as the major pain was over, but the soap continued to burn him on the inside, feeling like it was all the way to his bladder. \nThe stinging sensation made him feel like he had to pee, and with his urethra slightly gaping already, there was no stopping the release of his bladder, and urine spattered out, away from the bear as he had planned. As soon as the stream ended, the cruel brush was inserted again, cleaning away any traces of the cub's urine, Martin screaming in renewed agony.\nHumming, the man turned on a showerhead and washed it away, then went to the box and procured a slender tube, which he put onto the hose.\n\"This will go up your butt.\" \nIt was said as a statement, and the blushing Martin could only whine as the tube was coated in the same yellow soap and then inserted up his tailhole, causing him to cry out anew as he was violated. \nThe bear turned on the water to the point where the cub felt like his stomach was growing bigger, then pulled out the tube, commanding the cub to vacate his bowels, washing it away into a drain with no cover. He filled the cub with water again and again, eventually mixing up a proper, soapy enema, that made Martin's bowels feel like they were on fire, then using a brush as thick as two fingers to scrub him on the inside, the fox whining and crying as he felt his anus burn from the treatment. Martin's bowels were cramped up, the soap continuing to affect him, tears matting his wet headfur.\n\n\"There, I think you are ready now.\"\n\n-----------------\n\nThe weakened cub was finally unstrapped from the chair, collapsing to the floor in a groan while the bear toweled him dry. After that, the bear dressed and he was led, with a firm paw on his shoulder, upstairs, walking on thick wooden steps that had been polished to a shine.\n\n\"Right on time!\" Another fur said as they entered a room that abuzz with chatter and the clinking of glasses.\nMartin's eyes widened as he saw how the whole room seemed to turn to look at him, dozens of adults clad in fancy suits or dresses, servers in the same outfit as the man who had abducted him walking around with drink trays. The cub blushed and covered his crotch, his tail drooping under, its fluff acting as a barrier to the hungry stares. He glanced from side to side, taking in the polished mahogany, the fancy art on the walls, the expensive looking lighting fixtures. This was more posh than any place his parents had ever brought him to. \nThe bear didn't let him have much time to gawk, as he was pushed towards a an area with a strange-looking bench, where a couple other boycubs were already sitting. \n\nThe bench had special seats, with what looked like soft leather to sit on, but they were strange in that the seat was shaped like a V, and the two cubs had their legs spread, strapped in, other straps holding them to the backrest. \nMartin began to cry as he saw how one of them were being masturbated slowly. The cub was stallion, with a fairly large member for his age. The erection was looking angry-red and agitated and the patron, a portly Bulldog, was stroking it firmly, holding a little cup near the tip. The cub whined and struggled and then gasped as a tiny drop of seed squirted out into the cub, the canine humming in satisfaction, squeezing the dick firmly, getting as much out as possible and then returning to his companions, slowly sipping on the white fluid with a wide grin on his face. \n\nIt was then that Martin tried to make a run for it, scared out of his mind, blushing at the prospect of these rich people touching his privates, but the bear grabbed him swiftly, and another worker at the place quickly joined in to help manhandle him onto the seat. The foxcub was strapped in, his legs spread, his tail clamped in place behind on the backrest, exposing his naked crotch to the whole club. \nInstantly, people crowded in, wanting to get a look and taste at the newest 'cow', the one getting first turn was a tall and powerful-looking lion with broad shoulders and green eyes.\n\"Has the boy been cleaned properly?\" The feline said to bear, who nodded and stepped away to let him do his thing.\nMartin squeaked out as the warm and large paw of the lion grabbed at his sheath, quickly coaxing out an erection through deliberate squeezes and grippings, getting the fingers behind the knot, making the foxcub squirm and moan as he felt that pleasurable sensation from before as if he was going to have to pee. \n\"Just let it out, boy!\" The lion said, a hungry glare coming from his eyes as the cub trembled, whined and then unwittingly buckled his hips, yipping as a few drops of cubcum spurted out and into the cup the lion held ready. \n\nAnother patron was already there for the next turn, an elderly lady who opted to use a masturbatory tool which consisted of a cylinder with soft rubber nubbings on the inside made out of see-through silicone. \nMartin whined as it slid over his tender flesh, the woman starting patient and slow, building up the speed. \n\"I love doing this to foxes....\" The old bird remarked, letting the silicone wrap all over his knot, squeezing it in new and fantastic ways, the cub whining and yet again buckling his hips as a new orgasm was forced out of him, the posh lady walking away with a small cupful of his milk.\n\nAnother.\nThen another. \n\nBy the fifth, an elephant of middle age, Martin was whining and crying. His dick was hurting from all the stimulation and the past brushing, and it was becoming difficult to climax. \n\"I need some tools here!\" The elephant called out, one of the workers coming over with a tray with a variety of implements the cub didn't even know where would go. The man picked up a bright-blue rubber toy and coated it with a good dollop of lubrication. It was curved and had a knot, and he pushed it against the cub's well-cleaned entrance, his superior strength allowing him to pop in the tip despite the resistance. \nMartin cried out in pain as he was spread open, sobbing as more silicone was inserted. When the knot was inserted, he screamed out, tears falling freely from his head that shook from side to side in denial and agony, the too-big tool feeling like it was splitting him open. \nThen it began buzzing. The foxcub tensed up as the curved tool buzzed directly at his prostate, lighting surges of exquisite pleasure jolting from there, making his member throb painfully. \n\"That's more like it...\" The elephant said, powering the vibrator up higher, grabbing the base of it and shoving it around with no care for the cub, only for his own serving of cubmilk. \n\nMartin hadn't thought that such a thing would be possible, but the vibration kept him on edge, the feeling of having to release growing in his body yet again, and he yipped out while the elephant was twisting the tool around, jabbing at his prostate with the vibrator on its highest setting, letting it go and holding the cub's inflamed dicklet in place as it throbbed and new drops of seed came out of his aching nuts. \n\nThe vibrator served well for the next couple of costumers, but then its effect lost its power over his body, and an excruciating 20 minute session of anal prodding ended with no results. The woman using him there, a young and beautiful peacock, was giggling and smirking cruelly as she pulled it out, knot-fucking his aching tailhole, the fox whining and crying as he was spread out again and again. He tried his best to relax his body, to let that surge happen again, but even with the knot-fucking, nothing was happening. \n\"May I suggest one of these implements, my lady?\" The bear said, having returned with a tray whereupon a collection of electrical accessories were placed. \nThe foxcub was panting and whining, utterly exhausted, looking at the scene with half-lidded eyes that were blurry with tears. He moaned out as the rubber dildo was pulled out completely, feeling as if his stretched hole couldn't close properly, and then he squealed out like a baby as a steel plug was inserted instead. \n\"I recommend the high setting!\" The bear said, taking a step back, and the peacock lady, who was clad in a beautiful green dress, smiled deviously, operating a control box for the electric plug. \n\nMartin screamed hoarsely as she turned it on and dialed the device to MAX. \n\nThe foxcub shuddered and tremored, screaming his lungs out, as powerful electricity stung his backside. The woman smirked and turned the power down, then up, then down, then up, then down. He was never allowed to rest, as the currents zapped his tailhole, while the tip of the plug touched his prostate. \nHe was in such agony, that he did register much of the pleasure that was surging, but suddenly the buzz was turned down and he saw the woman step away, her cup holding some of his seed.\n\nShuddering, crying, blubbering and begging for it stop, Martin couldn't even see the species of the next costumer through his tear-blurred eyes, but he felt two stings on his nutsack, and screamed out yet again as the electricity wracked over his stones. The buzzing from within and without enough to coax out another orgasm.\n\nA new costumer, yet another, painful, excruciating climax. \n\nFor the next one, it did not matter how much power they used, or how the turned it up and down, or used the pre-programmed settings to let a variety of zappings and buzzings and pulsings wrack his tailhole, prostate and nutsack, and a new device was fit on him. He cried when it was inserted, as it was a sort of cock cage that fit over half of his member. The center of the device was hollow and rounded, inserted into his peehole which stung like crazy. \nThen, this too was plugged in, and a new round of torment was visited upon him, the electricity going from his peehole, down his shaft. Other currents zapping his nutsack. Yet more electricity up his tailhole, stimulating his prostate directly. \n\nFor the rest of the day, Martin was milked again and again. He lost count of the amount of times the costumers extracted his seed to be consumed. His headfur was positively wet with the tears of torment. His whole body was aching, and his tailhole and urethra was spread out as new and more powerful devices were inserted, these ones even thicker and bigger and longer, extending his torments, prolonging them, his nutsack feeling like it had deflated into a tiny little pouch. \n\nHe did not register when it stopped. Crying out as he was handled and carried away, alongside the other cubs who had been subjected to the same treatment. They were put in small cages, though the floor was a mercifully thick and plush mattress. \n\"Sleep well, boys. There's a new day tomorrow, and I want you well rested and presentable for when you serve our clients again!\" The bear said, turning off the lights. \n\nNone of the boys were coherent enough to chatter. They were catatonic and numb, their genitals and tailholes gaped and aching. \nMartin felt a wave of dread, but the exhaustion was heavier, and he fell into a deep slumber, crying in his sleep as the events of the day played out all over again. And again. \n\nAnd again. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Martin was headed home from school, the 7year old foxcub exhausted after the long day of learning numbers and letters. He much preferred kindergarten class compared to all this boring stuff, and his bag was twice as heavy to carry now!
As he rounded the corner of a block, a white van buzzed up next to him almost soundlessly, one of the new electric vehicles that had become more common on the streets.

"Hey, kid!" A voice called for him, and Martin turned his head in surprise, noting how well-dressed the canine man inside the van seemed to be, perfectly ironed shirt and a red tie and all.
"That bag looks awfully heavy. Where do you live, I'll take you there!" The man said with a smile that looked friendly enough.
"Mom says I'm not allowed to get into cars with strangers.." The fox said uncertainly, putting his thumb reflexively into his muzzle, really wanting to say yes as he suddenly felt the weight of his school books.
"Ah, but this isn't a car, is it?" The man said, his smile turning wider, and Martin grinned back, making up his mind.

As long as he didn't tell at home, there wouldn't be any issues!

Seeing how the cub was swayed, the man pointed his thumb at the passenger seat and Martin walked around the van and got in.
As soon as he sat himself down, the doors locked, and the man's smile turned twisted. The fox meeped out he felt a sting on his thigh and then the world turned to black.

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"A fine specimen you have for us Mr Brianson, the patrons will be sure to love him!"

Martin had a sickening headache when he woke up and his mind felt sluggish. His eyes opened and he took in the sight of the canine, who was in conversation with an even more well-dressed bear who turned and looked at him when he heard him groan out.
"Ahh, already awake? Good, that means we can prepare you faster." The ursine's expression darkened a little, brown eyes hungrily eyeing the cub, who suddenly noticed that he was strapped to a chair. Naked!
"No no, stop squirming around, I don't want you to hurt yourself!" The bear said, getting close and stroking the foxcub's headfur.
But Martin could not help but test his bondage. He cast his head from side to side, looking for escape or mercy, finding none and then checking out the straps that held him in place and the strange chair he was sitting on.
It had armrests and a backrest, but when he looked down it was formed like a toilet seat, his rump and crotch tickled by the air that was flowing through the room and up the hole.
"I said Stop. Squirming. Around!" The bear said, grabbing the scruff of the 7year old and keeping him painfully in place.
"Owieeee, staaaahp!" Martin complained, but the bear just shook him harder until he was crying and keeping still.
Then, the ursine turned to the man who had abducted him and sent him away. He walked behind the sniffling foxcub and the boy felt himself moving, the chair was on wheels!

The cub was wheeled through a short corridor and into a white-tiled room where a shower and several hoses were hung along one wall, and the other was stacked with see-through plastic containers that were filled with a bunch of colourful appliances and tubes the boy didn't know what was for.
"First things first, we need to clean you properly, both outside and inside."
Martin was wheeled under the shower and cold water hit him, causing him to cry sharply and shiver, although it quickly warmed to the point where he was comfortable again.
The bear undressed and the cub got his first sight of a grown man's penis, his dad always being the type to act all proper around him. The ursine noted the cub's stare and chuckled as his eyes widened when his member throbbed and began to rise a little as he imagined the deeds that would come next.

To start with, he lathered up the cub's fur all over, taking special care with his footpaws, his tail and his head.
Once the soap was rinsed off it was time for the inside cleaning.
"Now listen up young man," the bear said as he rummaged around with the plastic boxes, opening a couple and procuring some strange-looking cylindrical objects as well as small hoses, "riff-raff like you only exist to serve your betters, you should know that. The fine people coming to my establishment want only the finest service and the finest experiences a young boy like yourself has to offer. Do you understand?"
Martin did not understand and he shook his head in confusion, water droplets flying.
The bear grabbed him underneath his chin and stared into his eyes.
"Your betters want your service, whether you will like it or not. But someone like you needs to be properly cleaned out to be worthy of serving them!"

With that, he rummaged at the wet cub's cub sheath.
"Have your parent's even taught you to clean yourself properly?" He asked, putting his finger at the opening of Martin's most private entrance.
The cub didn't know what to say. His body betrayed him, freezing up, uncomfortable at the unwelcome touch.
The bear stuck in his finger, stretching the tender skin of Martin's sheath, causing him to yelp. He squeezed it around, roughly shoving it this way and that. Then he pulled it out and smelled it, scrounging up his nose.
"Obviously not!" The ursine said, a most unwelcome expression on his face. "A very deep clean is in order!"
There was a sink in the room, and the bear scrubbed his paws thoroughly, drying them off and then rummaging with one of the boxes. He put on a pair of blue rubber gloves and fished out a push-down dispenser with some kind of yellow fluid inside.
"This is triple-A soap. This might sting a little."
He put on a thick dollop on his index finger and then moved to the cub, pushing the finger against the fox's sheath and squeezing the lubed-up digit inside. He plunged it back and forth, making the soap froth, and Martin felt the soap beginning to work, his member smart a little from the concentrated liquid.
"Owieee, it burns!" He complained, and the bear just scoffed, pulling his finger out and getting another dollop of the bright yellow stuff, which smelled strongly like concentrated lemons.
Another application of the stuff and the bear was satisfied with the amount, opting to procure a thin and cylindrical brush.
"Normally, you would clean bottles with this.." The bear said ominously, the white bristles almost shimmering in the shower room lights.
Martin squeaked out as he saw it pressed against his tiny sheath. This wouldn't fit!

But it did. Painfully so.

The foxcub cried out as the stiff bristles of the bottle-brush scrubbed against his sensitive member, the soft skin of his sheath bulging out as the bear scrubbed his most private part hard, fast and rough. Martin shook his head and trembled in his bondage, trying the straps again, trying to get free to no avail.
This time the bear didn't comment, fully focused on his task, his member swollen with arousal as he tormented the cub with the brush. Once he was satisfied the inside of the sheath was properly cleaned, he connected a thin nozzle to the shower fixture and sprayed water inside, using his gloved finger to scrub around to get the foamy soap out.
Martin squirmed as the pain to something close to pleasure, not one to have played with himself, the warm touch of the slick digit caused his member to spasm a little, throbbing as blood rushed in, filling out his sheath.
"That's right. That's what the costumers want to see!" The bear said ominously. He deliberate touched at the 7year-olds dicklet, making it swell up even more, eventually poking out of the boy's tiny sheath, fiery-red and agitated from the brushing.
The cub whined out a complaint, but the naked bear put a gloved finger on his lips, using his other paw to gently stroke at the knotted dick until it was fully hard.
"Got to make sure the backside of your knot is clean too!" He said, applying some more soap to his fingers and gripping around the little knot, caressing its backside, squeezing the small tube that connected it to the cub's body.
Martin knew what the bear was doing was wrong, but it felt so right, buzzes of pleasure that arched from his member to his heart, which fluttered madly, his breath staggered and rapid as the man touched and groped and stroked and squeezed.
"Ah, wait, I hafta' pee!" The foxcub exclaimed, feeling the pressure build, and the bear let off as if the penis was red-hot, Martin whining as the sensation quickly went away without any fluids coming out.
The bear applied some more soap and continued his scrubbing, this time looking very deliberately into the cub's eyes for when he was about to cum, and letting off when the boy began to fidget intensely in his bondage, seconds away from an orgasm.

Then he stood up, member proudly bobbing around as he went to the boxes and procured a long, thin device that was coated in soft bristles a fraction of an inch long. He coated it in the yellow soap and then moved the chair with Martin on it so that the cub was facing away.
"Accidents usually happen when we do this." He said, looming over the cub, putting the thin device to the tip of his dick, his other paw grasping the knot to keep it stable.
The boy was confused as to what was happening, but the pain he felt when the long, bristly device was inserted was more than enough to clear his mind of anything other than excruciating pain.

It burned!

"Nooooo, staaaaahp! It hurrrts!" Martin cried out, shaking his head as inch after inch of the soap-covered brush was inserted into his sensitive urethra. He tried to kick his legs, his fingers clenched as did his toes, he squirmed and struggled, the chair rocking and the straps creaking as he struggled.
But the bear kept pushing.
Through teary eyes, the foxcub saw the length of soapy bristles get further and further inside, making his dicklet bulge out strangely.
"We have to make sure you are properly clean, boy!" The bear said, begginning to scrub, pulling the long brushy implement almost fully out and inserting it again, going fast and hard as if he was doing the dishes.
Scrub-Scrub-Scrub.

The fox screamed in pain as the stinging soap and what felt like razor-sharp brushes ripped into the flesh, feeling like he really had to pee on top of the agonizing pain the whole procedure gave him.
"That will do it." The bear said, ripping the brush out, the cub yelping and then hunching over as the major pain was over, but the soap continued to burn him on the inside, feeling like it was all the way to his bladder.
The stinging sensation made him feel like he had to pee, and with his urethra slightly gaping already, there was no stopping the release of his bladder, and urine spattered out, away from the bear as he had planned. As soon as the stream ended, the cruel brush was inserted again, cleaning away any traces of the cub's urine, Martin screaming in renewed agony.
Humming, the man turned on a showerhead and washed it away, then went to the box and procured a slender tube, which he put onto the hose.
"This will go up your butt."
It was said as a statement, and the blushing Martin could only whine as the tube was coated in the same yellow soap and then inserted up his tailhole, causing him to cry out anew as he was violated.
The bear turned on the water to the point where the cub felt like his stomach was growing bigger, then pulled out the tube, commanding the cub to vacate his bowels, washing it away into a drain with no cover. He filled the cub with water again and again, eventually mixing up a proper, soapy enema, that made Martin's bowels feel like they were on fire, then using a brush as thick as two fingers to scrub him on the inside, the fox whining and crying as he felt his anus burn from the treatment. Martin's bowels were cramped up, the soap continuing to affect him, tears matting his wet headfur.

"There, I think you are ready now."

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The weakened cub was finally unstrapped from the chair, collapsing to the floor in a groan while the bear toweled him dry. After that, the bear dressed and he was led, with a firm paw on his shoulder, upstairs, walking on thick wooden steps that had been polished to a shine.

"Right on time!" Another fur said as they entered a room that abuzz with chatter and the clinking of glasses.
Martin's eyes widened as he saw how the whole room seemed to turn to look at him, dozens of adults clad in fancy suits or dresses, servers in the same outfit as the man who had abducted him walking around with drink trays. The cub blushed and covered his crotch, his tail drooping under, its fluff acting as a barrier to the hungry stares. He glanced from side to side, taking in the polished mahogany, the fancy art on the walls, the expensive looking lighting fixtures. This was more posh than any place his parents had ever brought him to.
The bear didn't let him have much time to gawk, as he was pushed towards a an area with a strange-looking bench, where a couple other boycubs were already sitting.

The bench had special seats, with what looked like soft leather to sit on, but they were strange in that the seat was shaped like a V, and the two cubs had their legs spread, strapped in, other straps holding them to the backrest.
Martin began to cry as he saw how one of them were being masturbated slowly. The cub was stallion, with a fairly large member for his age. The erection was looking angry-red and agitated and the patron, a portly Bulldog, was stroking it firmly, holding a little cup near the tip. The cub whined and struggled and then gasped as a tiny drop of seed squirted out into the cub, the canine humming in satisfaction, squeezing the dick firmly, getting as much out as possible and then returning to his companions, slowly sipping on the white fluid with a wide grin on his face.

It was then that Martin tried to make a run for it, scared out of his mind, blushing at the prospect of these rich people touching his privates, but the bear grabbed him swiftly, and another worker at the place quickly joined in to help manhandle him onto the seat. The foxcub was strapped in, his legs spread, his tail clamped in place behind on the backrest, exposing his naked crotch to the whole club.
Instantly, people crowded in, wanting to get a look and taste at the newest 'cow', the one getting first turn was a tall and powerful-looking lion with broad shoulders and green eyes.
"Has the boy been cleaned properly?" The feline said to bear, who nodded and stepped away to let him do his thing.
Martin squeaked out as the warm and large paw of the lion grabbed at his sheath, quickly coaxing out an erection through deliberate squeezes and grippings, getting the fingers behind the knot, making the foxcub squirm and moan as he felt that pleasurable sensation from before as if he was going to have to pee.
"Just let it out, boy!" The lion said, a hungry glare coming from his eyes as the cub trembled, whined and then unwittingly buckled his hips, yipping as a few drops of cubcum spurted out and into the cup the lion held ready.

Another patron was already there for the next turn, an elderly lady who opted to use a masturbatory tool which consisted of a cylinder with soft rubber nubbings on the inside made out of see-through silicone.
Martin whined as it slid over his tender flesh, the woman starting patient and slow, building up the speed.
"I love doing this to foxes...." The old bird remarked, letting the silicone wrap all over his knot, squeezing it in new and fantastic ways, the cub whining and yet again buckling his hips as a new orgasm was forced out of him, the posh lady walking away with a small cupful of his milk.

Another.
Then another.

By the fifth, an elephant of middle age, Martin was whining and crying. His dick was hurting from all the stimulation and the past brushing, and it was becoming difficult to climax.
"I need some tools here!" The elephant called out, one of the workers coming over with a tray with a variety of implements the cub didn't even know where would go. The man picked up a bright-blue rubber toy and coated it with a good dollop of lubrication. It was curved and had a knot, and he pushed it against the cub's well-cleaned entrance, his superior strength allowing him to pop in the tip despite the resistance.
Martin cried out in pain as he was spread open, sobbing as more silicone was inserted. When the knot was inserted, he screamed out, tears falling freely from his head that shook from side to side in denial and agony, the too-big tool feeling like it was splitting him open.
Then it began buzzing. The foxcub tensed up as the curved tool buzzed directly at his prostate, lighting surges of exquisite pleasure jolting from there, making his member throb painfully.
"That's more like it..." The elephant said, powering the vibrator up higher, grabbing the base of it and shoving it around with no care for the cub, only for his own serving of cubmilk.

Martin hadn't thought that such a thing would be possible, but the vibration kept him on edge, the feeling of having to release growing in his body yet again, and he yipped out while the elephant was twisting the tool around, jabbing at his prostate with the vibrator on its highest setting, letting it go and holding the cub's inflamed dicklet in place as it throbbed and new drops of seed came out of his aching nuts.

The vibrator served well for the next couple of costumers, but then its effect lost its power over his body, and an excruciating 20 minute session of anal prodding ended with no results. The woman using him there, a young and beautiful peacock, was giggling and smirking cruelly as she pulled it out, knot-fucking his aching tailhole, the fox whining and crying as he was spread out again and again. He tried his best to relax his body, to let that surge happen again, but even with the knot-fucking, nothing was happening.
"May I suggest one of these implements, my lady?" The bear said, having returned with a tray whereupon a collection of electrical accessories were placed.
The foxcub was panting and whining, utterly exhausted, looking at the scene with half-lidded eyes that were blurry with tears. He moaned out as the rubber dildo was pulled out completely, feeling as if his stretched hole couldn't close properly, and then he squealed out like a baby as a steel plug was inserted instead.
"I recommend the high setting!" The bear said, taking a step back, and the peacock lady, who was clad in a beautiful green dress, smiled deviously, operating a control box for the electric plug.

Martin screamed hoarsely as she turned it on and dialed the device to MAX.

The foxcub shuddered and tremored, screaming his lungs out, as powerful electricity stung his backside. The woman smirked and turned the power down, then up, then down, then up, then down. He was never allowed to rest, as the currents zapped his tailhole, while the tip of the plug touched his prostate.
He was in such agony, that he did register much of the pleasure that was surging, but suddenly the buzz was turned down and he saw the woman step away, her cup holding some of his seed.

Shuddering, crying, blubbering and begging for it stop, Martin couldn't even see the species of the next costumer through his tear-blurred eyes, but he felt two stings on his nutsack, and screamed out yet again as the electricity wracked over his stones. The buzzing from within and without enough to coax out another orgasm.

A new costumer, yet another, painful, excruciating climax.

For the next one, it did not matter how much power they used, or how the turned it up and down, or used the pre-programmed settings to let a variety of zappings and buzzings and pulsings wrack his tailhole, prostate and nutsack, and a new device was fit on him. He cried when it was inserted, as it was a sort of cock cage that fit over half of his member. The center of the device was hollow and rounded, inserted into his peehole which stung like crazy.
Then, this too was plugged in, and a new round of torment was visited upon him, the electricity going from his peehole, down his shaft. Other currents zapping his nutsack. Yet more electricity up his tailhole, stimulating his prostate directly.

For the rest of the day, Martin was milked again and again. He lost count of the amount of times the costumers extracted his seed to be consumed. His headfur was positively wet with the tears of torment. His whole body was aching, and his tailhole and urethra was spread out as new and more powerful devices were inserted, these ones even thicker and bigger and longer, extending his torments, prolonging them, his nutsack feeling like it had deflated into a tiny little pouch.

He did not register when it stopped. Crying out as he was handled and carried away, alongside the other cubs who had been subjected to the same treatment. They were put in small cages, though the floor was a mercifully thick and plush mattress.
"Sleep well, boys. There's a new day tomorrow, and I want you well rested and presentable for when you serve our clients again!" The bear said, turning off the lights.

None of the boys were coherent enough to chatter. They were catatonic and numb, their genitals and tailholes gaped and aching.
Martin felt a wave of dread, but the exhaustion was heavier, and he fell into a deep slumber, crying in his sleep as the events of the day played out all over again. And again.

And again.

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