Pepper met with Rylin at the cafe again this time he had a plan. “Rylin remind me our pervious conversation.”

"Pepper, I still think you should consider therapy. I think it’ll help you find healthy ways of coping and enjoying yourself.”

Pepper’s eyes narrowed, a smirk playing on his lips. “Therapy isn’t for me, Rylin. I get my satisfaction in other ways.”

Rylin looked uncomfortable, sensing the danger in Pepper's tone. “Pepper, this isn’t healthy. You need help.”

Pepper leaned in closer, his voice a harsh whisper. “You like being used. Admit it. You crave it. And I’m more than happy to give you what you want.”

Rylin's resolve faltered, the memory of their previous encounter surfacing. He shook his head, trying to muster the strength to push back. “No, Pepper. This has to stop. It’s too much.”

Pepper's expression darkened. "You say that now, but we both know the truth. You want me to dominate you, to break you. And I’m going to do just that."

Pepper grabbed Rylin by the wrist and pulled him up from his seat. Ignoring the curious glances from the café patrons, he dragged Rylin outside and into a secluded alley.

Rylin's heart raced, a mix of fear and anticipation coursing through him. "Pepper, please. This is too much."

Pepper shoved Rylin against the wall, his grip firm. "I don’t care about your boundaries, Rylin. You exist for my pleasure."

Rylin tried to protest, but Pepper silenced him with a rough kiss, his hands roaming over Rylin's body with possessive force. Rylin struggled, but Pepper’s grip was unyielding.

"Stop, Pepper. It's too much," Rylin gasped, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and reluctant desire.

Pepper's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. "You're going to take everything I give you, and you're going to beg for more."

Rylin's protests were muffled as Pepper continued to dominate him, ignoring his pleas for mercy. The rabbit's touch was relentless, his dominance absolute.

Despite Rylin's desperate cries, he couldn't help but feel a strange pull towards Pepper's power. It was a bittersweet dance of resistance and acceptance, a tempest of emotions that threatened to consume them both.

Pepper's grip tightened around Rylin's neck, his breath hot and heavy in the fox's ear as he whispered, "You're mine, Rylin. You've always been mine, and you always will be."

Rylin's lips were bruised from their kisses, his body marked with Pepper's touch as he looked up at the sky, a mixture of pain and pleasure etched across his features. "I can't... I can't do this anymore," he whispered, trying to find some semblance of strength in his defeated state.

Pepper chuckled darkly, pulling Rylin closer as he spoke. “You think you want boundaries because of some therapist, some doctor, but doctors are people and people make mistakes. You want me to dominate you, don't you, Rylin?”

"I-I don't know what I want anymore," Rylin stammered, his voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart.

Pepper undressed Rylin, pushing him onto the cold, dirty alley floor. He pissed all over Rylin, who lay under him, powerless, humiliated, and aroused all at once.

As the warm liquid dripped down his body, Rylin felt a mix of emotions. A part of him was revolted and ashamed, while another part of him was oddly turned on by Pepper's dominance. He had never felt so powerless or so alive before.

Pepper's eyes glimmered with satisfaction, a quiet smile tugging at his lips. "You wanted this, you know. You wanted me to take control. You wanted to be mine."

Rylin couldn't deny the truth in Pepper's words. He had craved this submission, the release from his own agency. His body betrayed him, his erection hardening despite his protests.

Pepper positioned himself above Rylin, his cock leaking pre-cum onto Rylin's stomach. Without warning, he thrust into him, Rylin's breath catching in his throat as he felt Pepper's cock stretch him open.

"You're mine, Rylin," Pepper growled, his hips pistoning into Rylin's tight hole. "You belong to me."

Rylin could only whimper, his body throbbing with each thrust, his shame and arousal melding together. He knew this was wrong, that he should be fighting Pepper's advances, but he couldn't deny the desire coursing through his veins.

Pepper pounded into Rylin, his eyes locked with Rylin's, his cock sliding in and out of him with increasing velocity. Rylin's world seemed to narrow to the sensation of Pepper's dick inside him, the feeling of being utterly possessed.

"Y-You're hurting me," Rylin gasped, his voice raspy and pleading.

Pepper paused, his expression darkening. "You wanted this, Rylin. You begged for it. You asked for it."

Rylin's heart raced as Pepper resumed his relentless pace, his cock sliding in and out of him with brutal efficiency. He tried to lose himself in the pain, to escape the shame and desire that threatened to consume him.

"Please, Pepper," Rylin begged, his voice quivering with need. "Please, I need you... so much."

Pepper's eyes flared with unbridled possession, his cock slamming into Rylin with a ferocity that left the fox moaning incoherently. "You're mine, Rylin," he growled, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. "You're my property."

Rylin could only whimper in response, his body writhing beneath Pepper's dominating grasp. The rabbit continued to ravage him, his thrusts growing more frenzied by the second.

Suddenly, Pepper pulled out, leaving Rylin panting and gasping for breath. The rabbit's cock glistened with Rylin's fluids, a testament to their encounters thus far.

"You want more, don't you?" Pepper asked, his eyes glinting with malicious delight. "You want to be my pet, to belong to me completely, to be owned and used by me whenever I want."

Rylin couldn't deny the truth in Pepper's words. He had craved this submission, the release from his own agency. His body betrayed him, his erection hardening despite his protests.

Pepper kicked Rylin in the head. The fox’s head bled as he hit the wall. Pepper wrote his address down and threw it at his feet.

"What are you doing?" Rylin cried out, his mind reeling from the sudden violence. “I’m giving you my address so you can live with me,” Pepper said before walking away.

Rylin stared blankly at the paper in shock, his body still trembling from the intense encounter. He could feel the wet stains from Pepper's piss on his fur, and the lingering ache between his legs. As he looked down at the scrap of paper, he thought to himself, “I can live with Pepper.”

Despite everything that had just happened, something inside him couldn't shake the feeling that he wanted more. He wanted to submit to Pepper, to be his pet, to belong to him completely. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't fight the desire coursing through his veins.

As he traced his fingertips over the address on the piece of paper, Rylin felt a strange mix of fear and excitement. Fear of what Pepper might do to him, but excitement at the thought of living with him, of being at his mercy.

Rylin slowly stood up, using the wall for support as he tried to steady himself. His body felt raw, both from the physical pain and the emotional turmoil he had just experienced. He knew that this was just the beginning, that Pepper would push him further and further into submission, and he knew that there was no going back.

As he made his way toward the address, Rylin couldn't help but wonder what lay in store for him. He knew that this was a dark path he was walking down, but he couldn't shake the desire that had taken hold of him.

Pepper had changed him, not only physically but also emotionally. He had shown Rylin a side of himself that he had never known existed, a side that was dominated by submission and desire.

As Rylin stepped through the door of Pepper's apartment, he felt a wave of nervousness wash over him. But as he looked into Pepper's eyes, he knew that there was no turning back. This was his life now, and he was ready to accept it, no matter what it may bring.

Pepper smirked, watching Rylin's uncertainty as he walked through the door. He could sense the conflict within the fox, the battle between his desire for submission and his natural instinct to fight for his freedom.

"Welcome home," Pepper said, gesturing for Rylin to sit on the couch. Rylin hesitated, his eyes darting around the room, taking in the decor and the way Pepper had arranged his things.

"I'm not sure about this," Rylin said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Pepper chuckled, walking over to the couch and sitting down next to Rylin. "You're scared, I know," he said, placing a hand on Rylin's knee. "But you wanted this, remember? You wanted to be mine, to be owned and used by me."

Rylin's face flushed with embarrassment, but he couldn't deny the truth in Pepper's words. He had craved this submission, the release from his own agency. His body betrayed him, his erection hardening despite his protests.

"What do you want from me?" Rylin asked.

“Easy. I want you to worship me, love me, and be my slave,” Pepper said.

Rylin felt a shiver run down his spine. The words "slave" and "worship" sent a wave of excitement and fear coursing through his veins. He had never felt such a mix of emotions before, and he was unsure how to handle it. Pepper kicked Rylin to the floor.

“Meet me in bed, Slave.”

Rylin stumbled to his feet, trying to regain his balance. As he made his way across the room, he couldn't help but feel a mix of arousal and fear. He was being made to feel incredible things, things that he would never have thought possible.

As he reached the bedroom, he was greeted by the sight of Pepper lying on the bed, waiting for him. Pepper's eyes glinted with dark desire, and Rylin felt his heart race.

"On your knees, slave," Pepper commanded, his voice low and growly. Rylin hesitated for a moment, looking into Pepper's eyes, but then he knelt before him, his body trembling with both fear and arousal.

"Good boy," Pepper said, running his hands through Rylin's fur. "Now, I want you to worship me, to show me how much you love me."

Rylin's hands trembled as he reached out to Pepper, his mind racing. He knew that this was a critical moment. As he began to touch Pepper, his movements were hesitant, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Pepper's grip tightened on Rylin's fur, pulling him closer. "Don't hesitate," he demanded. "You wanted this."

Rylin's heart pounded in his chest. He needed to find the strength to push back, to reclaim some semblance of control over his life. With a deep breath, he pulled away slightly, meeting Pepper's gaze with a newfound resolve.

"Pepper," Rylin began, his voice shaky but firm. "I want this, but it has to be consensual. We need to set boundaries."

Pepper's eyes narrowed for a moment before he punched Rylin in the face, causing his nose to bleed. “Well, foxy, I’m a rabbit. Kill me if you really want your precious boundaries.”

Rylin stumbled backward, his hands flailing in front of him, trying to steady himself. His eyes widened with shock and horror as he realized the gravity of the situation. Pepper had just attacked him, showing no mercy or restraint.

As the blood gushed from his nose, Rylin's mind was racing. He barely had time to react before Pepper grabbed him forcefully. “If you really want boundaries, all you need is one bite.” Pepper pulled Rylin close, the fox’s teeth dangerously close to Pepper’s jugular.

Rylin hesitated, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear. This was the moment of truth. Could he truly harm Pepper to save himself, or was there another way out of this twisted situation?

Pepper's eyes bore into his, a mixture of challenge and daring. "Do it," he taunted, his voice low and threatening. "Show me how serious you are about your boundaries."

Rylin's heart pounded in his chest, his breathing ragged. He could feel Pepper's pulse beneath his teeth, the vulnerability of his position clear. But violence wasn't the answer; he knew that deep down. He wanted to make this work without resorting to hurting Pepper.

"No," Rylin said, his voice firm despite the tremor in his body. "I'm not going to hurt you, Pepper. But I won't let you hurt me either."

Pepper's expression shifted slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing over his face. He loosened his grip on Rylin just a bit, enough for Rylin to pull back slightly.

"You think you're so strong, don't you?" Pepper hissed. "You think you can set the rules?"

Rylin met Pepper's gaze with unwavering determination. "I think we can set the rules together. If you really care about me, you'll respect that."

Pepper looked at Rylin with cold eyes. "I don't care about your fucking boundaries." He grabbed a rope from the nearby table and swiftly tied it around Rylin's neck, tightening it just enough to make his point clear. "You can either submit or die."

Rylin's heart pounded in his chest, the fear and tension almost paralyzing him. He felt the rough rope against his skin, each breath becoming a conscious effort.

"Pepper," he gasped, trying to keep his voice steady despite the terror. "This isn't what I want. We need to find a way together. Please, let's talk about this."

“No,” said Pepper. “If you really wanted your boundaries you wouldn’t have come here. Therapy isn’t for everyone, and it’s not for you. It’s okay to be different, to want different things, and I will continue killing you until you break free.”

Pepper's gaze was cold and merciless, and Rylin could feel the strength of his grip tightening around his throat. He wanted to believe in the possibility of compromise, but the reality of his situation felt crushing.

"Please, Pepper," Rylin pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't do this anymore. We need to find a way to make this work for both of us."

“Shut up.” Pepper said. Just then Rylin’s life flashed before his eyes, he remembered being beat up at school and how no one liked him for being the pain freak, when he saw Pepper’s rough treatment of Nala, the best birthday he ever had, all of it came back to him. “Master,” he said before passing out. Moments later Rylin apologized to Pepper.

Pepper's eyes softened for a moment as he saw the tears in Rylin's eyes. He loosened the rope around his neck, allowing him to breathe more easily.

"I'm sorry," Rylin stammered, wiping away his tears.

“It’s okay,” Pepper said. “I still love you, with all my heart.”

He pulled Rylin closer, running his hands through his fur as he whispered, "I want to help you, to make you understand that being different is okay, to be wired differently.”

After Rylin was done crying, Pepper said, “Go wash up and I’ll cause you pain and fuck you whether you agree to it or not.”

Rylin took a deep breath, feeling a new sense of resolve in the wake of his emotional breakdown. He knew that Pepper cared for him, even if his methods were drastic.

As he approached the bathroom, he could feel the pulsing tension in his body, a mix of exhilaration and fear. He remembered his past; the countless times he had been bullied and belittled for his ‘vulnerability’. But, he also remembered the first time Pepper had touched him.

In that moment, Rylin realized that he had been searching for something like this all along. He had put up walls to protect himself, but in doing so, he had also shut himself off from the very thing he craved: connection.

As the adrenaline from their intense encounter began to fade, Rylin felt a profound sense of vulnerability and relief. He had faced his fears and had taken a significant step toward a deeper connection with Pepper.

After he washed up, Pepper came to snuggle next to Rylin on the bed. The warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his breathing brought a comforting sense of intimacy.

“You’re not going to fuck me?” Rylin asked softly, looking into Pepper's eyes with a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

Pepper smiled, a rare gentleness in his eyes. “I’m too tired from all that fighting we had. We’ll do it tomorrow, that’s a promise.”

Rylin nodded, feeling a wave of emotions wash over him. He appreciated the honesty and the promise of something more. “Okay. Tomorrow.”

And so, the two slept, beginning a new life together. Rylin knew it wouldn't be easy, but he also knew that he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, with Pepper by his side.