This is a story of sex, violence and oddity. I discourage anyone that is, by any means faint heated from reading further. If you're faint hearted, but you still want to read on, then... good luck. I'd recommend skipping the intro.

-<Introductory chapter>-

Firstly, I'll start by mentioning that I am a little species dysmorphic. That, in the real world, would mean that I don't believe that I'm human, that maybe I think I'm a wolf, or a fox, or something else that's typically furry. In my world, it means that although I know I'm human, I know that I shouldn't be. This life of mine is not a great one; by all means I've got everything that I could want or need, but if you're not able to enjoy it then what's the point? If I were, however, a rabbit or something, then I could easily enjoy a far more harsh life. I'd live a dogs life for fifteen years much more easily than mine for a hundred.

Sure, I like being able to play video games, I like being able to watch porn, and I love seeing the odd film or two, but most of what I watch is what I want my life to be. Whether it's Bolt where I have amazing superpowers until the dillusion wears off, or I'm shrek with a family of my own, or I'm just escaping the perils of captain James Hook, I feel trapped and worthless in my current life and I'd do anything to change that.

There are probably hundreds, if not thousands, or even millions, of people like me out there. I know I'm nothing special, but that's kind of the problem. I'm just like everyone else, and even if I were to make my mark, it would only be as insignificant as anyone elses. This is why I like to try and escape my life once in a while.

Okay, I guess I'm being a bit broad in my definition of myself so far, so let me give you some specific specifics. I'm gay, like a lot of the furry fandom strangely. I'm a bit of a sex freak, 'hypersexual' to quote an appropriate term. I'm terribly submissive, which generally just keeps to the meaning of kind. but the major thing, the thing that I'm really struggling with right now, is that I'm extremely masochistic. I don't mean that I've been playing with knives and gotten myself into some minor scrapes, I mean that I want to be dominated, assulted, and recently, killed.

I've seen some snuff out there, I've seen some fetishes that are more than a little extreme, but I've never felt for something like this, it's a horrible sensation to know that I'd actually enjoy being pummeled to death. I know exactly what I see in it, but to be honest, that just makes it worse somehow. So imagine how I'm feeling now that I've had another friend of mine have a suicide attempt and another good (too good) friend of mine is in a terrible place (which he says he isn't, to spare my feelings I guess). I've had sex with this guy, probably shouldn't have considering what it's done to our friendship in the past and how it could be what's bothering him now. It goes to show though, I'm just that close to him. Yet now, he's just casting me aside.

Sorry, I guess you don't need to know my problems, but it might mean something to you to have a bit of a real life background check. At any rate, I'm hoping to voice my feelings in the form of some erotic literature. Snuffie, although not the type where you don't feel pain and you come back to life after, this is the hardcore stuff. If I arouse one or two of you out there, then all the better, but I doubt that will happen, so this is just an output.

Update: I'm alright now. I'm not saying I wouldn't be up for something like that, but it's no longer the only thing on my mind.

-<Chapter One - The dream world>-
Generally, my routine doesn't change. If I've got to go somewhere, I'll go somewhere. Else, I'll just play on my computer all day long. I'm halfway between collages, I got too stressed from the other one, so I'm just wasting away while waiting for collage. It doesn't feel all that good, but at least I can play games. Generally, that is. I keep on getting distracted by the problems my friends have, and the stress and depression often stops me from doing so. It's boring, depressing and just plain lame.

Thankfully for you guys, I know of a little thing called 'imagination', and I'm going to use it to make this a little less awful, and a little more awesome. I'm breaking the fourth wall to tell you that this is where things get a little more interesting, but a little less real.

-<-<-<->->->-

One day, when I was starting up a new game in morrowind, I thought to myself; "Why not get some mods first?", I asked. Tes Nexus, I believe it was called, offered an arrange of mods, from sex-enslaved khajiit to god swords capable of killing in one blow. God swords sounded just a little too over powered, but a couple of khajiit sex slaves sounded like an entertaining twist to the game experience. Unfortunately, something seemed to happen to morrowind every time that I tried anything related to the mod, occasionally it even just ruined the meshes for them. I got pretty tired of the crashes pretty quickly, so I tried again for another sex mod.

I saw a few dozen mods, I even tried out like ten of them, but something really annoyed me about the site. It kept on saying that there was 159 mods on there, but in reality there were 157. I don't generally know what I'm doing when it comes to hacking, but being that I have a certain affinity with computers I can give a little bit of a guess as to how to find these last two. Google Chrome comes with a little tool that you can use to snoop around the aspects of a webpage, if necessary it will even let you disable them, so I disabled everything on the site one-by-one. The ads were the first to go, ads are always the first thing to go. Then I got rid of all of the links, the navigation system, all the graphics on the screen. Accidentally, I got rid of the last block of elements all in one go. I could have just refreshed the page, but something bothered me.

There was one element that was left on the page. That tool that Google gave me said that it had removed everything, but there was a little black square in the bottom left. I tried clicking it a few times, I tried dragging it around which surprisingly worked, then I right clicked it and saved it to my documents. It occured to me as very odd though; despite it being just an image that should be fixed in place, I had just been dragging it around. Okay, not to toot my own horn, but I know my stuff. Java or Flash can do that, javascript included, but that wasn't on this site at all. HTML5 could probably do that too, but according to the HTML there was nothing on there. Then I looked at the download.

This went beyond all my knowledge of computers, and there is literally no way that this could have happened. Sure, it doesn't sound all that exciting, but seeing it there really was. It said that it was going 17PB per second. Now, I'm going to have to clear this up for people that don't know what that means.

1KB is enough for a text document, like this. 1MB is a thousand times that, and it can be enough for an image. 1GB is a thousand times that, enough for a big portion of a game. 1TB is enough for, well, a lot. 1PB doesn't have a reasonable use apart from perhaps some sort of giant server, but now this download was going at the rate of 17 of those per second. The download wasn't even a percent done, and it was accelerating rapidly to 20.

24PB/s. 36PB/s. 610PB/s.

Just so you know, no, my hard drive is not big enough for any of that. No, I don't know where else would be big enough for that. I just waited for it to stop, I was staring at this for at least 20 minutes before I decided to go out for a walk. By the time I came back, it was 3% done and the speed was higher than I know how to pronounce. The filesize, I couldn't have guessed at, and it wouldn't tell me either.

I gave it a day and it had reached 57%, but that night it had reached 100%. What would you do if you had an impossibly large file in your hands, a file that couldn't possibly exist? I opened it goddamn it, who wouldn't. Obviously, yeah, it was a virus.

Talk about lame. You think you've seen a miracle, and your computer's in shreds. it's not even funny, it wouldn't boot for the next week and I was forced to play on the Xbox instead. sure, the Xbox is good and all, but I don't think I expressed just how horny I get on a regular basis. I needed my porn, and I wasn't getting it, and that made me a little grouchy.

When the computer finally would boot, it wasn't because I had turned it on, hoping to finally browse the web, it was when my dog decided that she'd hop up into my computer chair. She's a funny little bitch, as devious as the day is blue but as adorable as a pint-sized penguin. She knows that she's not allowed up on the furniture and she's doing it purely to spite the lot of us, it's how she is, and you can't blame her for it either, because she knows that I'll laugh at her and give her a nice long stroke while continuing to laugh. Hold on, did I just say that she was on my chair?

I thought she was on the chair, but I kind of didn't see her. I thought I was going loopy; that I had gotten too tired and just imagined her there. Well, I guess I might as well sit on there myself, you know? Waste not, want not. So, I get into a nice comfy position and I... what. What the fuck?

-<Chapter 2 - No seriously, what the fuck?>-

No seriously, what the fuck? What the actual fuck?
The screen was blank, because the computer hadn't been working in like a week, but now there's something on the screen. "Species identified".

Species identified... species identified? I don't even think I want to know what that means. Oh, okay. Oh... Out on a whim, I press the enter button on the keyboard. Enter, such an ironic name for that button. I look around and I find myself in a plain white room, there are some pretty low resolution walls and some somewhat awkward shading algorithms, so I'm going to take the obvious guess and say that I'm inside a game or something. It doesn't make any sense, and it literally can't happen, so at this moment in time I'm not thinking "what the fuck?", I'm just thinking that I'm in a dream. I kind of like dreams, where total nonsense can happen and you generally just go along with it.

"Host recognised, begin procedure?"

Yup, definitely a dream.

"Uh, sure! Why not?"

"Host recognised, begin procedure?"

"I said yes, begin procedure"

"Host recognised, begin procedure?"

"Confirm, start, begin, go, yes, true, just do it already"

"Host recognised, begin proc-"

Someone else cut in, considering that I don't have any sight out of this bland room I don't have a clue who it could be, but it was kind of a nice voice though, a clean, young, male voice."

"Wait, what... Hey! How did you get in here?" he bellowed

"I dunno, I just popped up here". Apparently, this wasn't the reply that he wanted to hear; he started saying some muffled jibberish about how 'the system isn't finished yet' and how 'the beta keys aren't out either'.

"*incoherent ranting* Seriously, how did you get in here?". He said this, and must have pressed some buttons, because the wall that was in front of me proceeded to slide wide open, revealing another white room with the odd glowing red spike sticking out of the ground. More important than that though, I was able to see the face of the person that called for me. I was, to say the least, a little surprised. Fortunately, so was he, although it meant that we stared at eachother for a little while. "And I'll bet that they never even... even..."

"Host recognised, begin procedure?"

We both stared at eachother, in bewilderment that the two of us were there. Want to know why? He was a freaking bunny rabbit. I'm guessing I still wasn't.

"Uhh... H-Host...? Uh... Explain, Explain the procedure"

"Species re-alignment center #419C. This center is the base of transformational activity in west applefield, wherein Mechatech inc. host an array of procedures designed to modify a persons species within the regulation of the ethical guidelines raised by the mayor of applefield. As long as the transformation does not exceed those guidelines, a transformational procedure can allow for any party to become something more suitable to their tastes or even to their needs. Additionally, this hardware can be used to treat any number of physical deformaties in the case of a health system malfunction or inoperable revival center. The cost of this procedure depends purely on how well it abides by the ethical guidelines, and as of such the majority of operations provided by this center are free."

"Y-you do know what a furry is, don't you?"
At this, I couldn't help but laugh. I laughed for quite a while actually, it confused this guy, but I guess I had to respond to him eventually. When I finally stopped laughing, I explained: "Yeah! haha, yeah! Sign me up, tail and all! I've never been offered to be a furry before"

"Right away, the name's Jack!"

"Arthur"

"Nice to meet ya, Arthur the what?"

-<Chapter 3 - The first transformation>-
I think that I chose to be a rabbit because that the guy in front of me was a rabbit. I've certainly got nothing against them, although I wish that I could have had a bigger tail.

"If I chose to be a rabbit, can I come back and chose again?"

"Well, I guess you haven't had a lot of time to try anything else. Tell you what, how about you try every species and breed you want, and I'll let you do it for free"

"Wow, okay. You're sure about that? It won't cost you anything?"

"Naw, it's renewable energy, comes from red energy crystals you know. I'll even let you stay at my place, I don't think you've got anywhere else to go"

"You mean it?"

"Yeah, sure. I'll have to warn you though, I'm gay. I hear that there are people in your world that don't like that. If you don't, you'll probably want to go somewhere else"

"Actually, I'm gay too. And it's only fair I warn you, I'm pretty hormonal"

"You mean like, horny? Cause if that's what you mean then I think you'll fit in pretty well around here"

"One of those kinds of dreams?"

"Dreams? Oh... uh, I'm sorry to break it to you, but this isn't some sort of dream. I wouldn't have offered you a bed if thought I was just living in some sort of dream waiting to wake up"

"Sorry, but I'll believe that when I don't wake up from it"

"I guess I can't convince you?"

"Nope, sorry"

"Alright..."

A little bit of an awkward silence grows. It's clear that I'm going to need to get a lot closer to him before we can connect properly. Luckily, I'm all game. Wait, I sound as if I believe him. No, this has to be a dream.

"I'll start up the machine if you want"

"Alright, do I need to do anything?"

"Y-Yeah, you'll have to undress. Don't worry, I can't see anything"

"Okay, I'll tell you when I'm ...naked" stopping to blush a little

"Hehe, alright". He smiles, blushes, then closes the door and gets to the machine's controls

I don't generally get into the habit of taking my clothes off, it's something that I'm really not used to when I'm not at home, and it's something that I don't think I will ever really get used to. I started by taking off my shirt, nice and easy. I look down to see my underwear just sticking up above my jeans. Alright, just so long as I don't get aroused, it's fine that I like my own hips. I take down my jeans, kind of slowly for some reason, then I'm left just looking down at my boxers. Damn it, what do you know? I've got a pretty hefty bulge. I take off my underwear somewhere I've never been before, and even though the room's empty I still feel like an exhibitionist. Down go the boxers. I'm standing there, naked, erect, and I'll be damned if I'm not hot and horny.

I hear a giggle coming from somewhere above me. "hehe... as far as humans go, you've got a pretty cute boner". When someone calls your cock 'cute', you don't just take it.

"h-hey... shuddup..."

Okay, so I could have made more of an effort. I just made myself look worse

"Daaaaamn, you're cute. Ready, cutie?"

Starting to hate him, and love him at the same time, I reply. "Don't call me cutie...". Kind of lying though, I'm into being humiliated to a certain degree, and I'll admit, he's not the worst looking I've seen. Well, he's sort of the only furry I've seen, but if he's the norm then that's definitely a shame.

The machine starts, and I'm just left to appreciate the power that it must take to do this. The first thing to happen is that my hair starts to drop off, and that's a little wierd. unexpected, but I suppose it makes sense, especially because a second later there is a fluffy new kind of hair in its place. It's pretty cool actually. Then I feel something a little wierder, there are these subtle little changes that happen, then there are some bigger changes, and then my whole skeleton starts to change. I keep my general form, but the humanity I once had has been taken, I'm not human any more, I'm a sexy, naked, bunny boy

I hear him moving about, I don't know where he is though. Then it occurs to me that he's obviously approaching the door. I scurry arround quickly trying to find some clothes to cover up with, I bend down, I touch the underwear, I hear the button on the door, I quickly put them on one ankle, then the other, then I hear the door start to slide, I poke my head back and I find that I'm being stared at. I think I'm being stared at at least, my eyes stopped on the erection.

-<Chapter 4 - Bunny>-

I don't know how I noticed before, but he's totally naked. Like, totally naked, without any clothes on. And he's erect, did I mention that he's erect?

I keep on thinking this loop around in my head, as if I can't think anything else, and I hardly notice when he starts to approach. I slowly started to get to a less rape-friendly position, and by the time he got to me we both opened our arms to eachother almost instinctively.

No one can ever prepare you for the hug of a gay, horny, furry rabbit. I was doing fine just being erect and touching up the lucious fur on his back, but I wasn't prepared for what happened next; his hands began to slide ever so slowly down my back, from the shoulders to the waist, from the waist to my butt, and then he starts to slide the finger somewhere pretty exciting. I started to cum for the first time, grabbing a little tighter onto Jack as I did so. He was surprised, and he even started giggling, but somehow that just turned me one even more. I was bucking forwards, drenching his stomach and his fully blown erection with the biggest orgasm I've ever had.

After such a huge orgasm, I collapsed into Jack and he put his hands back around my back.

He giggled incessently for a minute, which made me want to join in. "hehehe, am I really that much of a turn on?"
"uh, *pant* well.. *pant* yeah!"

"I didn't even touch you, well, I did touch you, but damn, you're fast. I am definitely keeping you"

Not knowing it, he had struck a major chord with me. If my newfound floppy bunny ears hadn't perked up then maybe he wouldn't have realised this and I could have pretended that it never happened, but I think he understood. To you guys, who probably don't know either, I'd love to be a slave, I'd happily spend the rest of my life like that, but I'm still a little scared of the idea of changing my life so dramatically like that.

"Like... as a roommate?" I quickly stuttered in panic

He started giggling again, why do I love that laugh so much? "Or... as something... else?" he continued his giggling straight afterwards

Oh no! He's found out how to make my life amazing!

"Don't worry, hun. I'm as submissive and masochistic as you are"

Drat.

"Oh, alright." I tried to show relief, but I'm not sure that was really shown. I could never ask to be his slave, but at least he knows that I'd like to give it a try.

"Before you find someone to be your master, how bout you finish me off first?". Oh yeah! I've still got a mouthful of cum to recieve, hehe. Huh?

He grabbed the back of my head faster than I could blink, and before I could register it, I was down on my knees in the presence of a half erect bunny boner. From this act of dominance and humiliation, I nearly came. He spoke the next choice words while giving me a playful, if not painful, slap to the face: "Suck it, bitch!". That did it.

He slapped me another couple of times, while still talking; "You're coming again? You're useless, you know?". This helped the orgasm along, and it was every bit as magnificent as the first. I just had my mouth hanging open there in blissful half-conciousness while a big pool of cum came from me. Another one of these, and I'd faint.

The next few slaps were significantly more painful, and he was yelling this time; "Didn't I tell you to suck it already?! Suck it you slut!". I was enjoying this so much, it was hard not to show it. The only way that I could figure out how was to start sucking, not that I minded of course. I love being able to see the cock half erect, I don't know why but being able to get someone erect is a pleasure in itself. However, I was starting to realise just how big this bunny was. It was inflating in my mouth, pretty rapidly too. Soon, it was the size of my whole mouth, and that was good too.

It didn't take long, not with him being able to slap me and occasionally force my head around, and then I was blessed by a massive cumshot. I wanted to get a little bit of facial and a lot on my tounge, but that meant that I had to get it out of my mouth first. Jack held me straight on there while he came, allowing it to go straight down my throat without so much as a taste. I gave a little sigh in protest, and jack realised even from that how much I loved the taste of cum. I didn't even get enough of his precum because he was just so fast.

"It's alright, you can still lick up yours from when you came on me". Yeah, but it's not the same. Either way, he grabbed my head, and he forced me to lick up and down his stomach and his chest. Then he turned around, kicked me over, and sat on my face, all within a second.

This was humiliating, that's what first came to mind when I was aware what had happened. I was being shown his rear, and he was sitting down on my face. I did what anyone would probably do, I stuck my tounge up there and got to work. Unfortunately for him, I fainted not even halfway through, I had came for the third time.

-<Chapter 5 - Home at last>-
Don't worry, I'm not talking about my boring human world. I'm talking about where I am when I come to. I wake up, and I open my eyes. The house around me is... different from what we're used to. There was still a couch, there were still walls (as covered with trophies as they were), there were still floors and ceilings (wooden), and there was a nice little fruit basket lying on a table behind the sofa I'm on. Well, technically they're not behind the sofa, they're beside sofa. I think that this is the living room, but you'd normally tell by the presence of a TV. Suffice to say, it was like living in the past, minus the colour scheme. I wouldn't say medieval, I mean everything was made in such great quality that it would be wierd if it were made by those with medieval technology.

Jack came in to interrupt my gazing around, bringing a mug with something in it. "Damn, you need to control yourself better. Do you remember how you passed out?"

"Yeah. I passed out trying to rim you". Boner.

"I'd help you with that, but I'm afraid you'd faint again"

"Well, there is a solution that I know of"

"I'll stop you there, I know exactly what you're talking about. Here's your lemonade, it's got some of my cum in it"

How am I supposed to respond to that? I just drank it quick and allowed my erection to become fully sized. It wasn't unpleasant. After I had done so, he came back with a thin, finger length rod and a ring, a lot like I had imagined it.
"We don't have these on earth, I don't think, but they're pretty damn good. You should be able to last forever with this. Not to mention that you should be very teasable. Hehe... " That laugh again

He didn't waste time, he started to pump my cock, almost asking for a premature burst of cum. When I was almost there, he sharply shoved it in, up my urethra, while I howled in glorious pain. When I had finished moaning, and a tear escaped my eye, he put the surprisingly powerful magnetic ring right into the middle of the shaft. It took a little while of fumbling around though, it was a really powerful magnet. He decided then to shove the rod even further down, and put the ring right to the base of my shaft. It was immediately clear why he did this. He started to give me a handjob, the most painful, but most amazing, handjob that anyone could ever have. well, without the addition of...

"Hold on, I've had an idea"

...oh god...

He came back after a minute or so with gloves on, and a red powder covering the front side of his paws, I knew exactly what this meant.

He didn't waste time, when he first even touched me, I knew that this was chilli, and that it was going straight into my skin to burn like hell. Not only that, but the more that he would continue, the more I'd want to cum, which I couldn't because this rod was stuck in the way. I didn't say anything, I just put my hands behind my back and sat, waiting.

He started to get me off, he was interrupted by a massive howl of pain but he continued any way. Up... down... up-down... up-down-up-down... He saw me wincing trying to hold back tears from my eyes and trying not to moan or scream. SLAP! That helped distract me, but now I really needed to cum. He started fapping me again, this time he was just relentless. He was going so fast, and every single stroke was agony. I couldn't hold it any more, I screamed outright with tears flooding my face. He didn't like seeing me like this, but he knew that I absolutely loved it, every second of it. He thought of a practical solution to that though.

"I kind of wish I were in your position. I'm going to call a friend and get this going"

He left the room, and he just left me there. I knew that I could move, I didn't have any bondage on or anything, but I didn't want to move. I loved the treatment that jack was giving me, I didn't want it to stop. I did the only thing I could think to do, I carried on. I know I didn't have the pepper any more, but I could still squash in what's there. I started to masturbate, and damn was I horny. The pepper really hurt and all, but it just wasn't worth it. Either I could cum, or I could be teased and tortured, but I can't dom myself, I'm too submissive. I keep on stopping myself from hurting myself, so I really need someone else's help. Screw it, I've got a sofa, I'm going to sleep 'till he gets back.

I woke up a way that I'm pretty sure I'm alone in liking, and I loved it. I woke up with a few powerful, painfull, probably deadly slaps, but then, just when I had regained my vision, I got a powerful punch into the gut and I was forced into the fetal position. My eyes still weren't working at this point because this was just so fast, so I had no idea what was going on. My legs were forced open and WHAM, something heavy just took a viscious blow to my balls.

"There you go, he's awake". This was an unfamiliar, far more masculine and fierce voice. I squinted then opened my eyes as much as I could, trying to see the attacker.

"Did I say you could look at me, bitch?!", he growled and gave me an uppercut. He started up a hearty laugh a bit. "I'm just kidding, I heard you're a masochist".

When I finally stopped wheezing, I gave my response. "...y-yeah... and you're fun..."

Him and Jack, who is apparently in the room somewhere as well, started laughing, almost histerically. I'm not that funny, I think that they're just surprised I enjoyed it. Jack started to talk: "Sorry, I thought it would be fun to get that kind of wake up treatment. I've never tried it myself, but considering you so far, I'm pretty glad I asked him to do it. I'll have to order one of them myself."

I started to collect myself, I sat upright and put my head into my hands. 'Alright, you're horny as fuck, and these guys are probably going to set you up, just go along with whatever it is, you'll love it. You just have to concentrate, so wake the hell up!' After a moment's rest, I finally went to give a handshake to the seemingly sadistic doberman. "Arthur"

"The name's Matt, I've heard some juicy stories about you, probably not quite as hot as what just happened though."

"I dunno, my pepper idea was pretty hot too! hehe"
Matt gave Jack a sudden, very loud, smack to the back of the head. At first I thought that Jack was seriously hurt because of the way that he wouldn't get up straight away, but then he stood back up and by the look of his face, and his crotch, he was more than alright. When he got back up, he looked a little dizzy, but he hung onto Matt for support.

Matt was going to ask if Jack was okay, he didn't seem to be that sadistic, but he thought better of it and he picked him up to throw him straight at me. I was sort of tilted onto my side, while Jack's head was somewhere above my crotch region. He looked like he was deeply into a daze, so I thought I'd best not disturb him, especially when he started to suck me off.

"If you two ain't slutty, I'd have to meet someone that is. Right, you two keep doing that, I'll get the rope, the vibrators, the peppers, the gags, the fleshlights and the whips."

Jack wasn't phased by this, he looked like he was really in the zone. He just kept sucking away, as if I were able to cum. Teasing me and teasing me. I thought I'd give him something in return after all he's done, and I spanked him, hard. He gave an audiable reaction to this, he let out a little pathetic yelp which was certainly a whole different personality to the guy that was forcing me to suck him off. Right now, he was just plain adorable. I thought I might as well give it another go. I smacked the other butt cheek, harder. I thought he had came then, he closed his eyes, jerked his head upwards, and let out the most feminine scream he could probably have mustered. "Harder! Please!". I thought I was actually being a bit rough on him a moment ago, this proves just how masochistic we both are.

I see Matt coming into the room, immediately, he hands me a whip, no words needed. I guess I might as well. "Get ready, bitch!". Okay, now he's starting to cum, let's make this a good one. I start whipping his ass relentlessly, so hard that I thought I'd be damaging my arm more than his ass. I really went all out, and his ass was bright red within the first couple of strokes. Considering the speed that I had gathered, I must have been giving him a hundred whips within the first orgasm. Then, he bled straight into a second orgasm, he came so damn hard, it was spilling on the floor. I forced him to stop screaming and to suck on me again, and so he went totally nuts. I was unable to give him the punishment that he deserves when he's deepthroating me like this, and I can't even cum. Matt realised this and he took up the whip.

This time, the whip was loud, really loud. It had made Jack bleed a little, and as he whipped even faster there was a visable ammount of blood. When Jack had finally finished his third orgasm, he just started to cry. It wasn't that he wasn't happy, he was definitely happy alright, it was just that he was overwhelmed by the pleasure and pain. Matt realised that he had stopped. He flipped his switch back and he was no longer the sadist that was whipping him relentlessly.

Jack eventually started to talk, quietly, after he had been beaten so savagely. "Is... Is my ass... okay?"

Well, it's bleeding pretty bad. but I'm sure that that's not what Matt's going to say.

"Well, it's bleeding pretty bad."

Oh... straight to the point I suppose

Jack wasn't all that surprised, surprisingly, so he just told Matt how to fix it.

"I'm going to need some bandages. First, how about some salt?"

After all of that madness, he still wants to pour salt in the wounds? I totally love this guy's guts.

"Seconds later, Matt comes back with a handfull of salt, and he starts slowly pouring it into all of the blood that he can see, which frankly is a lot.

Jack, on the other hand, just starts to deepthroat me, I can see that he's crying again, and that's sort of hard to watch, but I know that he's not-so-secretly loving it. Then I look over at Matt, and I see a suspicious grin on his face. He continues to bandage up Jack's abused ass, then he turns Jack over.

To my surprise, he just starts to masturbate, and I love the sight of that. Jack looks somewhat shy suddenly, despite having done things so much worse than this. Does everyone over here cum this quickly?

Matt starts unloading all over Jack, and it's pretty freaking hot. If I weren't already in chatity, I'd try and join in somehow. This orgasm makes Jacks orgasms look pathetic, and he's absolutely drenched in his own cum after just a minute's worth. The first splurt lands on the sofa, it's not that great. The second goes on Jack's foot, The third on his balls, The fourth on the top of his dick, the fifth on his chest, the seventh, eigth and ninth all land all over his face then the tenth, which is the biggest one, lands on my dick.

He takes a second to get out of his afterglow. "No clearing up, either of you. If you so much as swallow something you catch, we're not doing this and more. Stay there!"

He goes upstairs to quickly get a dildo, and I'm left with Jack. "I really need to get off"

"Me too... Try and masturbate when he comes back, he knows you're in chastity"

"I could do with having more cum on me though"

"I forget, you still haven't tasted it yet, have you?" He seems too exhausted to be enthused about it, I think he's more horny than exhausted though. "I want to bathe in it. Would you mind slapping me or something?"

I guess there's no stopping masochim. I go ahead and slap in a couple of times, roughly, till his face is bright red and he looks like there's nobody home because he's just that horny. "My turn?"

He shuffles around a little, untill he's able to, then he sticks his elbow straight into my balls, crushing them nicely. He proceeds to slowly stick one of them into his mouth, then clamp straight down on it.

He gets back into the position that he was in, and then Matt comes back upstairs with a trio of dildoes that are covered in lube. Or cum, it could be cum. I hope it's cum.

He gets into position, which happens to be straight in front of me, then he turns around and shows me his hole, telling me to shove the smallest one right the way in. Not being one to question, because this is pretty hot, I do so, although it's actually pretty hard because he's surprisingly tight.

He turns around and starts jerking again, and after 8 massive spurts he's successfully drenched my lower half in cum. I know that I'm not allowed to clean up, and that really sucks. It also sucks that I can't suck myself off, being that all of his cum is on that. to be honest, I'm not sure if I can get much more aroused. He moves over to Jack and he passes him the second dildo, then he just turns around. As vacant as Jack is, he doesn't spend any time contemplating, he rips the dildo straight out of Matt's ass and forces the dildo all the way up Matt's ass. I love the expression on Matt's face though, it's like it's the first thing he's ever had up there and he's not prepared for it, so he gives a quiet yelp and lets his eyes water.

"AH! Easy on, *puff* jeeze...". With no delay, he turns round at Jack, and almost as soon as he touches his massive length, he blasts what is so far his biggest shot all over Jack. Jack was already drenched in the stuff, but you'd have to come up with another word to describe this. I'd say that he needs a bath, but he's already kind of having one, and not only that, I think that he's pretty hot like this. I wish I were this covered in cum, all over, but regrettably I'm only half covered in it, I don't even have any on my face.

"*Puff* Hopefully you'll be a little easier on me. (Although I hope not)". I knew what he was thinking, he must be a bit of a masochist too. Same routine as last time, but when he handed me the dildo, and it was half my size by the way, I only slowly put the tip of it in, then I grabbed his tail

"I know there's more of it than that, put it-". I kicked it all the way in with both feet, he couldn't help but let out a fantastic yelp. I know he enjoyed that, he must have. He turned around, and aimed for my face. By the time he was done covering everything but my stomach, I couldn't see a thing, and I couldn't open my eyes either. One final blast covered in my stomach, and I was finally as drenched as Jack was. It was an amazing feeling, but it was really soured by not being able to lick eachother up and down.

He regained his breath surprisingly quickly. "Bitch! If I didn't like that, I'd have torn that stick out and milked you till you could never cum again". Of course, I still kind of liked this idea, but I wouldn't just give up my ability to cum like that, probably. "Alright, that's enough time wasting, let's get to this. I'll have to give you both a sort of a bath first"

He grabbed Jack, and he just started rubbing all of the cum into his fur, spreading it around wherever there wasn't any, which was pretty much just between the buttcheeks and behind the ears. Jack was very compliant, and very hard might I add. He was just standing there, moving around if necessary, and before we all knew it he was dry, but he smelled even more of cum than before. I still wish I could have cleaned him up, I still haven't had any cum.

Next, he grabbed me. When I say that he grabbed me, he literally just picked me up by my chest fur and stood me in the middle of the room, nice and forcefully. SLAP! Right across the face. He did this for a minute until I couldn't take it any more and his slap threw me half way across the room. I didn't move because I still couldn't see, but I didn't care because I was fine with whatever he was doing.

Unfortunately, he didn't carry on the beating, he just cleaned the cum into my fur. When it got to my face, he rubbed the cum off of my eyelids so I could open my eyes. When I did open my eyes, he was just smiling there, staring at me. It was because he thought I was cute, taking my punishment like the bitch I am. ooh, god, I so am.

"Alright, bitch. Time to start". First was the bondage, he made it so that we were tied up in a kneeling position, facing eachother but about 5ft apart. Then, he put a pair of ring gags in our mouths which would help if we weren't cooperative for whatever reason. Next, he lifted us up both in turn and gave us vibrators to sit on. He gave Jack the same rod that I had so that he couldn't cum either, along with the magnet. If I had to guess, I'll bet that he needed to cum reeeally badly, but that he didn't cum a minute ago because he wanted to need to cum. What's the fun in chastity if you don't want to cum? I need to cum too, but for now I'd rather not, I don't want to pass out again and miss a minute of this.

He pulled out a pair of vibrating fleshlights, vibrating fleshlights that didn't have a battery slot, so who knows how long they could last? Then, the final ingredient, chilli. He grinded up plenty of chilli, and he nearly filled both fleshlights. When he put them on us, a lot of the chilli escaped, but a lot of it went to work and hurt like hell. The two of us just moaned and moaned, until I heard jack suddenly screaming and crying. Matt had stuck a needle into him, and unless Jack has a serious phobia of needles there must have been something serious in there.

Matt refilled the somewhat massive needle, and he proceeded to push the full dosage into my leg. It took a minute, but then I realised why he was screaming; the needle had made him ten times as sensetive, as it had done to me. I just screamed for dear life, not that I wanted to stop this, but because I couldn't hold it in as much as I tried. I wish that I could have cum. To make the experience complete, we were blindfolded too, so we couldn't see the people the were using us, but no one ever came in my mouth, I swear that I never even got any precum.

-<Chapter 6 - Puppy>-

It was around a week that we were doing this. The screaming only continued for a few hours and the astounding pain only lasted a couple of days at the max, but not being able to cum is what made it so difficult to bear, and I think it was the same with Jack. Ultimately, when we were released, it was the only thing we could think about. Matt untied us both, and we didn't masturbate because we still had the vibrating fleshlights on, and the chilli, but when they were off we masturbated for several hours. Even Matt Joined in with a chastity rod of his own. We tried every oral and handjob sex position we could think of, but strangely we never dipped into anal at all.

When it was around midnight, and everyone was tired enough to sleep, we all agreed to take out our chastity rods, and pump out eachothers rods, on the condition that no one experiences a regular orgasm.

Mine was first, they put uncomfortable images into my head so that I would become flaccid, then they turned me over onto all fours. Jack, to my surprise, started to hump me. I'd say something stronger like 'screw' or 'fuck', but there was nothing strong about this. It was, after all, my first time, and my cherry was being popped. I've had sex before, but all of it oral. It was as painful as I expected it to be, and without any lube, it was just his pre that allowed him to get into my excessively tight ass. He got about halfway in, then he thought about a change of plans, and just like that, he went rough on me. I came in around about two seconds, and it was a forced orgasm because he had got me just right, but I wasn't hard enough to have a regular orgasm so he sort of forced it out of me. It didn't feel all that good, but that in itself did feel good. I didn't have to pass out, and I didn't have to cum. I'm surprised that Jack didn't cum though.

Quickly, he tore himself out of me, and turned round to Matt, literally about to cum. Matt put his finger on the end of his cock and when he came, it couldn't come out. He tried and tried and tried to cum, but even with all that thrusting he just couldn't. It was amazing seeing a continued orgasm like this, and just like that, I was close to another orgasm. Next up was Matt's turn though, what else could we do to him?