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It worked, but fear of a bunch of girls seeing his predicament overcame it.\n\n``I'm sorry, Mistress. It's just that, and I don't mean to be rude, I don't think mom believes I'm, well, ready enough to show off to a crowd. If you're going to bring friends over, m-maybe it should just be someone you trust?''\n\nMax hummed to herself as she thought over his question, never moving the cold paddle from his sore cheeks or loosening her grip. Julian would rather not have anyone outside of the family see him like this, never being able to live down the shame of his sister holding the keys to his cock. But if his little sister was determined to show him off then the least he could do was a little damage control. \n\n``I guess you're right. Plus I doubt mom and dad would like if I invited too many people over. Oh!'' She let go of his head as she slapped her own paddle while trying to clap, ``I could invite just Lacey.''\n\nJulian suppressed his groan at the thought of his sister's best friend joining them. Together, the two were basically the same apart from their bodies, with Lacey being an excitable dobie girl that had a habit of trying to intimidate other people, and never let go when she got away with it. She'd made a habit of mocking Julian for his own meekness when he just wanted to avoid dealing with two energetic kids. \n\nAnd now she'd know his cock belonged to Max. \n\n``A w-wise choice, Mistress.'' he uttered out. As much as he didn't like Lacey, just the two of them teasing him he could deal with. Or get used to, whichever worked. \n\n``I don't know, just the two of us isn't much of a party. Even with a good party favor,'' she giggled while giving him a soft paddling, ``Why don't we invite one of your friends as well?''\n\n``Yes Mistress-what?'' his tongue felt like rubber as he tried to speak in shock, ``I...I don't-'' a swift smack on his tuckus turned his complaint to a squeal.\n\n``Maybe Desiree? You two are pretty close, and she's probably too shy to tell others about your new life.''\n\nHe gulped. Julian and Desiree were close, having known each other long enough that he remembered when she went by Desmond. The horse came out as trans when they were Max's age, and Julian was the only friend that stuck by her since then. The good it did both of them, turning each into a shut-in while the rest of the neighborhood kids excluded them. Not that he hated her for it. Desmond was the first friend he made and had stuck with Julian through thick and thin in their short lives. \n\nHe just didn't want her to know about this whole situation.\n\n``O-of course, Mistress. I'll ask her.'' he lied. He could say he did and explain that Desiree wasn't interested. Lacey knowing was enough, he couldn't let his best friend know.\n\nMax hopped off his back and pulled his phone from the desk as she kicked his butt to a kneeling position. She'd gotten his password out of him earlier this week, leaving his privacy shattered as she sorted through his contacts and smiled, ``Yes, you will,'' she said, bringing up the ringing device to his ears. His red eyes silently pleaded to her to stop, but her smile told him otherwise as his friend answered.\n\n``Hey, Jules. What's up? A text too slow or something?'' Desiree asked, her voice carrying enough feminine edge one could be forgiven for thinking she was born a woman.\n\n``H-hey, Des. So...you're probably busy,'' \n\nMax stepped on his cage in response to his attempts, letting her brother squeal.\n\n``You ok?''\n\n``Yeah, fine.'' He lied, ``Just stubbed my toe.''\n\n``This is why hooves are better,'' Des chuckled from her end, ``And I'm not particularly busy. Why do you ask?''\n\nHe gulped, feeling his dry throat like tiny daggers from the inside, ``Well, Max wants to do a brother sister slumber party and have us each invite a friend. We haven't set a date, but it'll probably be this weekend. Are you interested?'' he asked, silently begging that Des would be too busy.\n\n``Jules...I...'' Desiree paused in the background, the awkward silence giving Julian the best bit of hope he'd had since that time he dreamed his cage was off.\n\n``I'd love too!'' Des squealed. Julian's heart sank as his best friend continued, ``I've always wanted to go to a slumber party. What should I bring? I could probably get a sleeping bag before this weekend. Should I bring food? That seems like the polite thing.''\n\n``J-just bring yourself,'' he muttered, staring down to Max's foot if only to avoid her smug satisfied grin on her face, ``I'll text you when.''\n\n``Awesome! See you then, Jules!'' Des said before Max hung up. The young rat brought her paddle to his chin, forcing him to look her in the eyes, ``Well, slave. Ready to party?''\n\n***\n\nJulian's heart sank as he heard the doorbell ring. He fidgeted in his light green croptop and skinny jeans, more fitting for girls his age or older than him. The teenage rat dreaded how he'd have to explain this to Des when she came by, secretly pleading to whatever greater power that would listen that Lacey would answer first. \n\nA swift kick in his behind from Max got him up off the floor, ``Go answer the door, slave.'' she ordered, kicking back onto the couch and focusing on whatever cartoon was being played. Trembling as he brushed himself off, Julian made his way out of the basement and to the front hall, thankful that his mother had convinced Max to let him walk instead of crawl. \n\nFrom the windows near the front door, he could see the excitable little dobie girl waiting for him, having been dropped off at the front and left there. He got a better look at her as he opened the door, from her short black headfur, to her burgeoning breasts already growing in, and the black and tan fur going down her body that was only covered with a dark brown shirt and camo green shorts. \n\nShe looked bewildered at Julian. While Lacey and he never got along, a trait he shared with all his sister's friends, he imagined she didn't know how to react to seeing him in girlier clothes, even if they were for tomboy's.\n\n``Why are you wearing girl clothes?'' she asked, carrying her backpack and sleeping bag inside.\n\nJulian grit his teeth, remembering the words his mother told him to say when the guests arrived. Bowing his head, he answered behind clenched teeth, ``Mistress Max desired it,'' he waved his arm to the direction of the basement, ``She's waiting for you downstairs. May I take your luggage, Miss?''\n\n``As if,'' Lacey brushed past him, ``I don't know what's going on here, but no way I'm letting a loser like you touch my stuff. Least until I figure out why you just called Max a mistress...whatever that means.'' she said before heading downstairs. \n\nThe rat breathed a sigh of relief. A moment's respite before the hell of tonight. The doorbell rang as he took a step to the basement, freezing the rat in place as he realized Des had just arrived. Stilling himself to take a deep breath, he turned to open the door.\n\n[i]It's just Des. She's been with me through...well not worse, but a lot.[/i]\n\nA bloodbay fur colored mare stood in the doorway, only a few inches taller than Julian though the shy demeanor betrayed the height. A long black mane swept from her face, trailing down to a sizable bust that Julian was still shocked to see whenever he hung out with her. Aside from the deep purple t-shirt, Des wore a long and navy blue skirt that reached just past her knees. While the mare smiled, the shock in her eyes was apparent as she looked at Julian.\n\n``Jules?'' she stepped forward, the sleeping bag on her backpack shifting, ``Are those girl clothes?''\n\nHe nodded, ``Yeah...'' bowing he asked, ``Can I take your luggage, Miss?''\n\n``W-what?'' she chuckled softly, ``Oh I get it, you're joking. Well, lucky for you I have a sense of humor.'' Des said as she made her way inside, ``I'm good, sir. Thank you though, and thanks for inviting me. I've never been to a sleepover.''\n\n``Y-yeah. Well, I can't imagine they happen much now. All this stuff online where people can hang.''\n\n``Nah,'' Des said with a soft punch to his shoulder, ``What's more fun than hanging out in person? We might as well do it more often.''\n\nHe nodded hesitantly before directing his best friend to the basement, ``A-anyway, Mistress Max is waiting for you downstairs.''\n\n``Mistress Max?''\n\n``It's a long story...she'll explain it.'' he mumbled while leading his best friend down the carpeted steps to the furnished basement. His sister and Lacey were already watching some cartoon that he heard someone on the internet rate as, `Lesbians but with swords and explosions. 10/10'. Julian motioned for Des to find a seat on the couch or a free chair as they reached the bottom. \n\n``Hi, Desiree!'' Max asked as she extended her hand, ``Welcome to my slumber party, I'm glad you could make it.''\n\n``Glad you could have me,'' the mare shook his sister's paw, ``So, what's on the agenda? I've never really done this kind of thing so I'm open to suggestions.''\n\n``We'll get to that. But first, are you thirsty?'' Max snapped her fingers, ``Slave!'' she demanded, and like clockwork, Julian kneeled at his sister's feet awaiting instruction like he had been trained to do when together. Much to his own embarrassment now that they had onlookers. Des sat behind him, so he couldn't see how she reacted, but Lacey's smile made him avert his gaze to the floor.\n\n``Um...'' Des's confused tone rattled his ears, ``What's going on?''\n\n``Oh, Julian is my slave. And he'd love to get you all refreshments. Isn't that right, slave?''\n\nHe nodded, still keeping his view to the floor as Des gave a light-hearted laugh, ``Oh, I get it. Jules, did you lose a bet? That must be it. Well,'' he heard her shift back against the leather chair, ``I'll take a coke. If you don't mind.''\n\nMax's foot pressed against the top of his head, ``He won't mind at all. A round of cokes, slave. And be quick about it.''\n\nIn no sooner than five minutes did Julian return from upstairs with three cans of cola for his sister, her friend, and his friend. He had reached for one to sate himself, but his mother had noticed this in the kitchen and asked him if Max said he could. Instead, he had a glass of water that he laid out on a tray on the floor, while he assumed the position as Max's footrest.\n\n``So...'' Des asked as she cracked open a can, ``What sort of things does he have to do?''\n\n``Anything I tell him to do,'' Max said, with a tone that had to have come with a smug smile, ``And he's a fast learner too, especially since dad's been teaching him useful techniques.''\n\n``Like what?'' Des asked, ``Wait, why's your dad involved?''\n\n``He's my mom's slave. He's very experienced, just like Julian will be one day, right big bro?'' \n\n``Yes...Mistress,'' he grunted out.\n\n``What's he do?'' Lacey asked, ``I've never had a slave before.''\n\n``You still don't, but I'm willing to share for now,'' his sister said before pulling her feet off of him, ``Slave, go give Lacey a foot massage.''\n\nJulian crawled over to the dobie girl, already in the process of taking off her shoes. Dad had given him a few pointers on foot massages and Mom offered to be a model for them so it wasn't that he didn't know what to do. Julian just didn't like it, and Lacey's arrogant smirk made it all the worse as he worked away at feet that may have never bothered to take shoes off. \n\nHe'd done menial tasks like that for the rest of the evening. Massages, being a stand to hold food and drink, disposing of their trash, etc. There was nothing too small that Max didn't make him do, all while Des watched in silence. He could tell she thought it was a joke at first, but the more the night went on, the more her expression changed from humorous joke, to shock, and then curiosity. She never gave him an order though. Rather, she just shifted along in her seat like it wasn't comfortable at all. \n\nHe wasn't sure why. That was his favorite seat.\n\n``Hey girls?'' his father shouted from upstairs, ``Mom and Dad will be going to sleep now. So don't stay up too late now.'' \n\n``We won't!'' Max and Lacey yelled in unison. After Dad closed the door, the two stared at each other with wide grins before looking down to Julian, ``Well, well, well,'' Max said as she got up from the couch, standing over his kneeling form, ``I think it's time for the main event, what do you say, girls?''\n\nHe didn't need to look over to Lacey to know she nodded, probably with a wide smile showing her canine teeth. But with Des he had to peek over to see if his best friend agreed to any of this. The mare had pulled her hooves up onto her chair, hugging her knees tight as she let her mane swoop down over one eye. Something about her face fur seemed brighter, but his focus shifted from that to terror as she nodded. \n\nMax grabbed his headfur, ``Strip and show our guests my property, slave.''\n\nBowing his head, Julian sighed as he pulled away at his shirt and stripped off his pants, revealing the tan pink bra and panties he wore underneath. His sister slapped his hands away when he tried to remove the bra, ``No, keep it on. And pull it out over your panties,'' she ordered. Heart in his ears, the teenage rat took a deep breath as he reached into his panties and pulled his caged cock and free balls over them.\n\nA gasp from Des followed by an excitable giggle from Lacey echoed across the basement as he turned around to face them. Hands behind his back, Max held his hair tight and motioned him up to stand so that the two guests could get the best view of his imprisoned cock. Shame flooded him. Shame for showing his almost naked body and pathetic caged cock to his best friend.\n\nAnd shame for knowing it was causing a strain inside the metal prison. \n\nDes covered her mouth, ``Oh...my god,'' she uttered, eyes wide and facial fur bright to what Julian now realized was her blushing. Brown eyes staring deep into his crotch before looking up to him. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came.\n\n``Didn't think your brother would be so small.'' Lacey said as she poked his cage, earning a wince from the rat.\n\n``The...'' Des gulped, ``The penis is pretty malleable, so it can fit in small things when flaccid. P-plus he could be a grower.''\n\nDes's kind words threw Julian's mood a little off course. He had expected her to storm out and call him a freak, but instead, she tried defending the shown size in his cage. It felt rather comforting given the circumstances, like the first light in a dark tunnel. \n\n``Nah, Mom said he's below average,'' Max said, snuffing out the light, ``Want proof?'' she snapped her fingers, ``Slave, bring a chair over here and sit on it.''\n\nWithout a verbal complaint, Julian grabbed a wooden table chair from the basement table and carried it over. Taking a seat, he noticed Max and Lacey carrying several restraints and a ballgag. He mewled in silence as they tied his limbs to the chair, making the rat bound so tight that he barely had room to slip in his bonds. \n\nDes bit her bottom lip as Lacey buckled the ballgag into his mouth. His best friend had opted to peer out from the corner, hiding the lower half of her body. Max smiled as she pulled out the key, ``Time to show off your little dick, big brother.'' she giggled before turning the lock to his cage.\n\nHe closed his eyes. Enough was enough. He quickly pictured images of the most bone killing things he could think of, dead animals, old people, math homework, etc. The longer the rat could go without an erection, the better. Any victory, no matter how small, was worth fighting for in this hell of his.\n\n``How come he's not erect?'' Lacey asked, bitter. \n\nThe familiar warmth of Max's hand grabbed his cock, forcing Julian to think even harder thoughts to avoid arousal by heat alone, ``He's usually pretty easy,'' she squeezed his balls, ``Get hard, slave!''\n\nHer orders only got a painful grunt in return. ``Step aside,'' Lacey said before planting her butt against him, ``My auntie upstate says this gets guys going all the time,'' she explained, slowly grinding her ass against his strugglingly flaccid cock, ``Just gotta get it right.''\n\nHeavy breathing and the echoes of a cartoon fight scene filled the background as the dobie girl tried to get him erect. Normally Julian wouldn't find it difficult to not be aroused by a ten-year-old flat-chested girl. But a week in chastity and purposeful teasing by both his sister and his mom had put him on edge. He vowed not to break, no matter what happened. \n\nLacey pushed off after an unknown amount of time, earning teasing from Max for failing to get her brother erect. ``Whatever!'' Lacey yelled, ``His dick probably broke early. Probably cause of you.''\n\n``Um...I have an idea,'' Des said, taking a deep breath as she stepped out from the corner and passed Max and Lacey. She leaned against his chair, blushing profusely before pushing her tits into his face.\n\n``H-hey, Jules,'' she muttered, rubbing her large chest against him, ``Could you maybe get hard. For me?''\n\nJulian closed his eyes to rob him of the sight. All that did was strengthen his other senses, basking his nose in Des's scent, while having him focus more and more on the tits in his face. Every boner killing thought had been shattered, replaced with memories of every equine girl picture he'd masturbated to. Every ponygirl he'd imagined servicing him with their massive body. Every donkey who took in cock sizes he couldn't imagine.\n\nIt all flowed through him, reaching his dick and bringing it painfully erect.\n\n``You did it!'' his sister shouted, much to his dismay as Des stepped off, still blushing. He stared down at his cock, even at his most erect he was only five inches. Lacey laughed first, cackling like a madwoman as she pointed to him.\n\n``That's your cock? My little brother is bigger!'' she squealed. \n\nMax looked over to Des, who was hugging herself but still blushing, ``Hey, Desiree. Do you mind showing my brother what a real cock looks like?''\n\n``S-sure,'' She said, flipping her skirt as she straightened her position. His best friend's equine cock was at half-mast, but already it dwarfed Julian's own. Lacey stopped laughing, instead, she stared deep into the horse's cock and licked her lips. \n\n``Say...Desiree right?'' the dobie girl asked as she inched closer to the mare, ``It seems like you're having a bit of trouble getting erect. Mind if I helped?''\n\n``I-I don't need...'' Lacey cut off the mare's response with a lick across her shaft. Julian watched wide-eyed as his sister's best friend starting trying to take Des's shaft in her mouth. Soft moans escaped her lips as the mare took to the wall for support, her cock growing beyond what the dobie girl could take. Not that it deterred Lacey, focusing instead to lick the shaft and balls of the ever-burgeoning cock than to suck her off. Julian tried to hide his own meager shaft between his legs, but his binds didn't let him. He knew horses were naturally bigger than most, but since Des started transitioning at an early age the rat had figured her cock would have shrunken down. Maybe it did, and the result was still a monster that dwarfed his own. \n\nMax's grip kept his shaft steady, ``What's the matter, slave? Feeling a little small?'' she giggled as her friend kept licking and lapping Des's cock. The mare found herself dragged to the floor, back against the wall as the doberman grabbed the shaft with both hands and lathered the head.\n\n``I...I don't think you c-can-''\n\n``Oh shut up,'' Lacey giggled, ``I got a cousin who has a whole collection of toys this size and bigger. If she can do it, so can I. That's genetics.''\n\nDespite the dobie girl's reasoning, she didn't have any luck pushing her head down the shaft. Where her tongue couldn't reach, her hands picked up the slack, pumping Des's massive cock with both as she tongued and toyed with the horse?s flat head. Desiree's moans weren't quiet, soon overshadowing the cartoon in the background. Julian watched on in envy, but of exactly what he wasn't sure of.\n\n``Hey, Lacey, can you get off of her?'' Max asked while squeezing her brother's dick, ``You've got all night to go cock crazy. I, on the other hand, want to get eaten out tonight and it's not as fun when he's on his knees.''\n\n``So,'' Lacey took a breath as she pulled herself off the cock, ``So lock him back up.''\n\n``I wanna compare his cock to a real one, dummy.''\n\nShe groaned, ``Fine,'' Lacey said with a roll of her eyes as she helped Des to her hooves. Her dick bobbed up and down as she walked over, until it was standing straight and touching his own as his sister compared the two. The towering meat made the rat wish he could sink into his stomach. It rivaled the kind of schlongs he'd seen on pornstars, the big-dicked bucks and stallions who rutted the mares that filled his browser history. He didn't need his sister to remind him of how small he was.\n\nShe did anyway, ``Jeez. I'm glad you didn't have a girlfriend before mom caged you up, cause I'd hate to be her,'' his sister giggled as she flicked his head, ``Honestly, I can't imagine this thing being worthwhile ever. Maybe as a sideshow attraction.''\n\n``It's actually-'' Des spoke up but a sharp glare from his sister shut her up. The mare had a heavy blush across her face as she held her hands close to her chest. Julian found himself looking away in shame, wishing he could just crumple up and die.\n\n``Ok, I've had my fun,'' Max said as she let go, ``Get soft, slave. I wanna climax tonight.''\n\nIt didn't go limp. Julian's manpop stood harder than he'd ever had it stand before. His sister growled and grabbed his hair, ``I said go soft!'' she shouted, slapping him across the face. Not that it helped. It made it worse.\n\n``H-he might need to,'' Des gulped, staring down at his cock, ``To cum, before he can go soft. Unless you can wait a while.''\n\n``I don't want to wait! I want him to eat me out now!'' she folded her arms together and pouted, ``Not like he deserves to have me help him cum anyway.''\n\n``I...I could help,'' Des offered, much to everyone's shock, ``I think he's been a great servant. I could...maybe give him a BJ?''\n\nBoth the rat siblings' eyes widened, Max in joy and Julian's in shock. Max circled the mare, eyes behind her back like she was inspecting something. With a smile, she nodded, ``Ok. Give my brother a BJ.''\n\nDes shifted her gaze from Julian as she kneeled down to his shaft. He mewled through his gag as her warm breath basked over his cock, while her long and slimy tongue wrapped around the shaft. The inside of her mouth coated his cock further in her saliva, while her lips easily reached the base of his cock. With closed eyes, her head slowly bobbed a few inches, tongue toying with the shaft and head inside.\n\nThe younger girls chuckled at the show while Julian struggled in his chair. Not with a desire to escape, but because of the unfamiliarity of the feeling. He had imagined the warm caverns of an equine mouth so often, but actually feeling it made his body ripple with warmth. \n\nBut why did it have to be Des?\n\nHis best friend since preschool. The guy that stood up to bullies for him. The horse who taught him the secret paths in his favorite games. The girl who needed him most when she came out. His best friend, sucking him off for his first blowjob.\n\nAnd now, as the climax hit its peek, Julian could see Des's brown eyes staring up to him. His seed spilled drop by drop from her mouth as he spurted into her, but no matter how much Julian's body shivered, Des's gaze remained. \n\nA few drops fell to the carpeted floor as Desiree pulled off, breaking a strand of cum from her lips. Julian's shaft softened as she got up, her own cock still massively erect. Lacey took her hand, ``Mind if you teach me some that?'' she asked with a grin as she pulled the horny mare away. Des nodded, smiling softly as she took one last look to Julian while Max tightened the cage around him.\n\n***\n\nFor her first sleepover as a slave owner, Max had to say the night had been a blast. Sure, Julian got to cum earlier than she had hoped. But the look on his face as his best friend sucked him off made the whole ordeal worth it. The only downside was how out of it he seemed when eating her out the rest of the night. She came either way, but it was something to correct.\n\nBut as the morning hit and her guests left, Max let her brother sleep in. Mom had told her that slaves do need to recharge, and he was her brother so she needed to be nice. At least, for now.\n\n``Hey, Maxine?'' \n\nMax turned to see Desiree standing behind her, holding her backpack and dressed back up. There was a soft blush across her face, and her eyes couldn't seem to focus on the young rat, instead, shifting from the front door to the basement door.\n\n``It's Max.'' she corrected her, ``How was your first time at a slumber party, Desiree?''\n\n``It was...great,'' she gave a soft smile and brushed her hair away, ``H-hey, um, about last night when I gave Jules the BJ.''\n\n``You don't want me to tell people?'' Max gave a thumbs up, ``No problem. Your secret is safe with me.''\n\n``A-actually,'' she twiddled her hand hooves, ``I just wanted to say thanks for letting me do that. I've...I've always had a bit of a crush on Jules, but I've never had the courage to tell him.''\n\n``Really?'' Max asked, disgusted at the idea that anyone could have a crush on her brother. \n\nDes nodded, ``Y-yeah. So, it was nice to well...do that.''\n\nA lightbulb clicked in Max's mind. ``Really?'' she asked again, hands behind her back as she leaned into the taller mare, ``Maybe you'd like him to return the favor?''\n\n``I...I uhh...'' Des looked away, ``I mean, I gotta get back home right now so I don't think.''\n\n``Then how about next Saturday? Maybe while watching a movie that's been in theaters for a month?'' she smiled, ``Where no one could bother you.''\n\n``N-next Saturday?''\n\nMax nodded. Des looked back to the basement, biting her lower lip till it bled, ``It's a date.''\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Julian was man enough to admit he made a terrible mistake when he told Max she'd get bored of this in a week. The act of sitting had become a chore for him ever since mom gave her that paddle. And while he had, with bitter contempt, followed along with the rules to avoid it, the teenage rat had been relieved to know that, as bad as things were, no one outside of his family knew about it.

Then Max, like always, had to tear that comfort down.

``I'm gonna hold a sleepover,'' she said from her seat, otherwise known as his back. The sudden proclamation caused the boy to shift slightly, earning a swift slap from his sister and owner's paddle.

``Is...is that wise, Ma-Mistress?'' Julian asked. Max grabbed his hair before the teenager could hang his head, pulling him up while rubbing the paddle in a circular motion against his ass.

``Did I ask for your opinion, slave?'' his sister's tone carried a hard edge, though less of annoyance and more to terrify him. It worked, but fear of a bunch of girls seeing his predicament overcame it.

``I'm sorry, Mistress. It's just that, and I don't mean to be rude, I don't think mom believes I'm, well, ready enough to show off to a crowd. If you're going to bring friends over, m-maybe it should just be someone you trust?''

Max hummed to herself as she thought over his question, never moving the cold paddle from his sore cheeks or loosening her grip. Julian would rather not have anyone outside of the family see him like this, never being able to live down the shame of his sister holding the keys to his cock. But if his little sister was determined to show him off then the least he could do was a little damage control.

``I guess you're right. Plus I doubt mom and dad would like if I invited too many people over. Oh!'' She let go of his head as she slapped her own paddle while trying to clap, ``I could invite just Lacey.''

Julian suppressed his groan at the thought of his sister's best friend joining them. Together, the two were basically the same apart from their bodies, with Lacey being an excitable dobie girl that had a habit of trying to intimidate other people, and never let go when she got away with it. She'd made a habit of mocking Julian for his own meekness when he just wanted to avoid dealing with two energetic kids.

And now she'd know his cock belonged to Max.

``A w-wise choice, Mistress.'' he uttered out. As much as he didn't like Lacey, just the two of them teasing him he could deal with. Or get used to, whichever worked.

``I don't know, just the two of us isn't much of a party. Even with a good party favor,'' she giggled while giving him a soft paddling, ``Why don't we invite one of your friends as well?''

``Yes Mistress-what?'' his tongue felt like rubber as he tried to speak in shock, ``I...I don't-'' a swift smack on his tuckus turned his complaint to a squeal.

``Maybe Desiree? You two are pretty close, and she's probably too shy to tell others about your new life.''

He gulped. Julian and Desiree were close, having known each other long enough that he remembered when she went by Desmond. The horse came out as trans when they were Max's age, and Julian was the only friend that stuck by her since then. The good it did both of them, turning each into a shut-in while the rest of the neighborhood kids excluded them. Not that he hated her for it. Desmond was the first friend he made and had stuck with Julian through thick and thin in their short lives.

He just didn't want her to know about this whole situation.

``O-of course, Mistress. I'll ask her.'' he lied. He could say he did and explain that Desiree wasn't interested. Lacey knowing was enough, he couldn't let his best friend know.

Max hopped off his back and pulled his phone from the desk as she kicked his butt to a kneeling position. She'd gotten his password out of him earlier this week, leaving his privacy shattered as she sorted through his contacts and smiled, ``Yes, you will,'' she said, bringing up the ringing device to his ears. His red eyes silently pleaded to her to stop, but her smile told him otherwise as his friend answered.

``Hey, Jules. What's up? A text too slow or something?'' Desiree asked, her voice carrying enough feminine edge one could be forgiven for thinking she was born a woman.

``H-hey, Des. So...you're probably busy,''

Max stepped on his cage in response to his attempts, letting her brother squeal.

``You ok?''

``Yeah, fine.'' He lied, ``Just stubbed my toe.''

``This is why hooves are better,'' Des chuckled from her end, ``And I'm not particularly busy. Why do you ask?''

He gulped, feeling his dry throat like tiny daggers from the inside, ``Well, Max wants to do a brother sister slumber party and have us each invite a friend. We haven't set a date, but it'll probably be this weekend. Are you interested?'' he asked, silently begging that Des would be too busy.

``Jules...I...'' Desiree paused in the background, the awkward silence giving Julian the best bit of hope he'd had since that time he dreamed his cage was off.

``I'd love too!'' Des squealed. Julian's heart sank as his best friend continued, ``I've always wanted to go to a slumber party. What should I bring? I could probably get a sleeping bag before this weekend. Should I bring food? That seems like the polite thing.''

``J-just bring yourself,'' he muttered, staring down to Max's foot if only to avoid her smug satisfied grin on her face, ``I'll text you when.''

``Awesome! See you then, Jules!'' Des said before Max hung up. The young rat brought her paddle to his chin, forcing him to look her in the eyes, ``Well, slave. Ready to party?''

***

Julian's heart sank as he heard the doorbell ring. He fidgeted in his light green croptop and skinny jeans, more fitting for girls his age or older than him. The teenage rat dreaded how he'd have to explain this to Des when she came by, secretly pleading to whatever greater power that would listen that Lacey would answer first.

A swift kick in his behind from Max got him up off the floor, ``Go answer the door, slave.'' she ordered, kicking back onto the couch and focusing on whatever cartoon was being played. Trembling as he brushed himself off, Julian made his way out of the basement and to the front hall, thankful that his mother had convinced Max to let him walk instead of crawl.

From the windows near the front door, he could see the excitable little dobie girl waiting for him, having been dropped off at the front and left there. He got a better look at her as he opened the door, from her short black headfur, to her burgeoning breasts already growing in, and the black and tan fur going down her body that was only covered with a dark brown shirt and camo green shorts.

She looked bewildered at Julian. While Lacey and he never got along, a trait he shared with all his sister's friends, he imagined she didn't know how to react to seeing him in girlier clothes, even if they were for tomboy's.

``Why are you wearing girl clothes?'' she asked, carrying her backpack and sleeping bag inside.

Julian grit his teeth, remembering the words his mother told him to say when the guests arrived. Bowing his head, he answered behind clenched teeth, ``Mistress Max desired it,'' he waved his arm to the direction of the basement, ``She's waiting for you downstairs. May I take your luggage, Miss?''

``As if,'' Lacey brushed past him, ``I don't know what's going on here, but no way I'm letting a loser like you touch my stuff. Least until I figure out why you just called Max a mistress...whatever that means.'' she said before heading downstairs.

The rat breathed a sigh of relief. A moment's respite before the hell of tonight. The doorbell rang as he took a step to the basement, freezing the rat in place as he realized Des had just arrived. Stilling himself to take a deep breath, he turned to open the door.

It's just Des. She's been with me through...well not worse, but a lot.

A bloodbay fur colored mare stood in the doorway, only a few inches taller than Julian though the shy demeanor betrayed the height. A long black mane swept from her face, trailing down to a sizable bust that Julian was still shocked to see whenever he hung out with her. Aside from the deep purple t-shirt, Des wore a long and navy blue skirt that reached just past her knees. While the mare smiled, the shock in her eyes was apparent as she looked at Julian.

``Jules?'' she stepped forward, the sleeping bag on her backpack shifting, ``Are those girl clothes?''

He nodded, ``Yeah...'' bowing he asked, ``Can I take your luggage, Miss?''

``W-what?'' she chuckled softly, ``Oh I get it, you're joking. Well, lucky for you I have a sense of humor.'' Des said as she made her way inside, ``I'm good, sir. Thank you though, and thanks for inviting me. I've never been to a sleepover.''

``Y-yeah. Well, I can't imagine they happen much now. All this stuff online where people can hang.''

``Nah,'' Des said with a soft punch to his shoulder, ``What's more fun than hanging out in person? We might as well do it more often.''

He nodded hesitantly before directing his best friend to the basement, ``A-anyway, Mistress Max is waiting for you downstairs.''

``Mistress Max?''

``It's a long story...she'll explain it.'' he mumbled while leading his best friend down the carpeted steps to the furnished basement. His sister and Lacey were already watching some cartoon that he heard someone on the internet rate as, `Lesbians but with swords and explosions. 10/10'. Julian motioned for Des to find a seat on the couch or a free chair as they reached the bottom.

``Hi, Desiree!'' Max asked as she extended her hand, ``Welcome to my slumber party, I'm glad you could make it.''

``Glad you could have me,'' the mare shook his sister's paw, ``So, what's on the agenda? I've never really done this kind of thing so I'm open to suggestions.''

``We'll get to that. But first, are you thirsty?'' Max snapped her fingers, ``Slave!'' she demanded, and like clockwork, Julian kneeled at his sister's feet awaiting instruction like he had been trained to do when together. Much to his own embarrassment now that they had onlookers. Des sat behind him, so he couldn't see how she reacted, but Lacey's smile made him avert his gaze to the floor.

``Um...'' Des's confused tone rattled his ears, ``What's going on?''

``Oh, Julian is my slave. And he'd love to get you all refreshments. Isn't that right, slave?''

He nodded, still keeping his view to the floor as Des gave a light-hearted laugh, ``Oh, I get it. Jules, did you lose a bet? That must be it. Well,'' he heard her shift back against the leather chair, ``I'll take a coke. If you don't mind.''

Max's foot pressed against the top of his head, ``He won't mind at all. A round of cokes, slave. And be quick about it.''

In no sooner than five minutes did Julian return from upstairs with three cans of cola for his sister, her friend, and his friend. He had reached for one to sate himself, but his mother had noticed this in the kitchen and asked him if Max said he could. Instead, he had a glass of water that he laid out on a tray on the floor, while he assumed the position as Max's footrest.

``So...'' Des asked as she cracked open a can, ``What sort of things does he have to do?''

``Anything I tell him to do,'' Max said, with a tone that had to have come with a smug smile, ``And he's a fast learner too, especially since dad's been teaching him useful techniques.''

``Like what?'' Des asked, ``Wait, why's your dad involved?''

``He's my mom's slave. He's very experienced, just like Julian will be one day, right big bro?''

``Yes...Mistress,'' he grunted out.

``What's he do?'' Lacey asked, ``I've never had a slave before.''

``You still don't, but I'm willing to share for now,'' his sister said before pulling her feet off of him, ``Slave, go give Lacey a foot massage.''

Julian crawled over to the dobie girl, already in the process of taking off her shoes. Dad had given him a few pointers on foot massages and Mom offered to be a model for them so it wasn't that he didn't know what to do. Julian just didn't like it, and Lacey's arrogant smirk made it all the worse as he worked away at feet that may have never bothered to take shoes off.

He'd done menial tasks like that for the rest of the evening. Massages, being a stand to hold food and drink, disposing of their trash, etc. There was nothing too small that Max didn't make him do, all while Des watched in silence. He could tell she thought it was a joke at first, but the more the night went on, the more her expression changed from humorous joke, to shock, and then curiosity. She never gave him an order though. Rather, she just shifted along in her seat like it wasn't comfortable at all.

He wasn't sure why. That was his favorite seat.

``Hey girls?'' his father shouted from upstairs, ``Mom and Dad will be going to sleep now. So don't stay up too late now.''

``We won't!'' Max and Lacey yelled in unison. After Dad closed the door, the two stared at each other with wide grins before looking down to Julian, ``Well, well, well,'' Max said as she got up from the couch, standing over his kneeling form, ``I think it's time for the main event, what do you say, girls?''

He didn't need to look over to Lacey to know she nodded, probably with a wide smile showing her canine teeth. But with Des he had to peek over to see if his best friend agreed to any of this. The mare had pulled her hooves up onto her chair, hugging her knees tight as she let her mane swoop down over one eye. Something about her face fur seemed brighter, but his focus shifted from that to terror as she nodded.

Max grabbed his headfur, ``Strip and show our guests my property, slave.''

Bowing his head, Julian sighed as he pulled away at his shirt and stripped off his pants, revealing the tan pink bra and panties he wore underneath. His sister slapped his hands away when he tried to remove the bra, ``No, keep it on. And pull it out over your panties,'' she ordered. Heart in his ears, the teenage rat took a deep breath as he reached into his panties and pulled his caged cock and free balls over them.

A gasp from Des followed by an excitable giggle from Lacey echoed across the basement as he turned around to face them. Hands behind his back, Max held his hair tight and motioned him up to stand so that the two guests could get the best view of his imprisoned cock. Shame flooded him. Shame for showing his almost naked body and pathetic caged cock to his best friend.

And shame for knowing it was causing a strain inside the metal prison.

Des covered her mouth, ``Oh...my god,'' she uttered, eyes wide and facial fur bright to what Julian now realized was her blushing. Brown eyes staring deep into his crotch before looking up to him. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came.

``Didn't think your brother would be so small.'' Lacey said as she poked his cage, earning a wince from the rat.

``The...'' Des gulped, ``The penis is pretty malleable, so it can fit in small things when flaccid. P-plus he could be a grower.''

Des's kind words threw Julian's mood a little off course. He had expected her to storm out and call him a freak, but instead, she tried defending the shown size in his cage. It felt rather comforting given the circumstances, like the first light in a dark tunnel.

``Nah, Mom said he's below average,'' Max said, snuffing out the light, ``Want proof?'' she snapped her fingers, ``Slave, bring a chair over here and sit on it.''

Without a verbal complaint, Julian grabbed a wooden table chair from the basement table and carried it over. Taking a seat, he noticed Max and Lacey carrying several restraints and a ballgag. He mewled in silence as they tied his limbs to the chair, making the rat bound so tight that he barely had room to slip in his bonds.

Des bit her bottom lip as Lacey buckled the ballgag into his mouth. His best friend had opted to peer out from the corner, hiding the lower half of her body. Max smiled as she pulled out the key, ``Time to show off your little dick, big brother.'' she giggled before turning the lock to his cage.

He closed his eyes. Enough was enough. He quickly pictured images of the most bone killing things he could think of, dead animals, old people, math homework, etc. The longer the rat could go without an erection, the better. Any victory, no matter how small, was worth fighting for in this hell of his.

``How come he's not erect?'' Lacey asked, bitter.

The familiar warmth of Max's hand grabbed his cock, forcing Julian to think even harder thoughts to avoid arousal by heat alone, ``He's usually pretty easy,'' she squeezed his balls, ``Get hard, slave!''

Her orders only got a painful grunt in return. ``Step aside,'' Lacey said before planting her butt against him, ``My auntie upstate says this gets guys going all the time,'' she explained, slowly grinding her ass against his strugglingly flaccid cock, ``Just gotta get it right.''

Heavy breathing and the echoes of a cartoon fight scene filled the background as the dobie girl tried to get him erect. Normally Julian wouldn't find it difficult to not be aroused by a ten-year-old flat-chested girl. But a week in chastity and purposeful teasing by both his sister and his mom had put him on edge. He vowed not to break, no matter what happened.

Lacey pushed off after an unknown amount of time, earning teasing from Max for failing to get her brother erect. ``Whatever!'' Lacey yelled, ``His dick probably broke early. Probably cause of you.''

``Um...I have an idea,'' Des said, taking a deep breath as she stepped out from the corner and passed Max and Lacey. She leaned against his chair, blushing profusely before pushing her tits into his face.

``H-hey, Jules,'' she muttered, rubbing her large chest against him, ``Could you maybe get hard. For me?''

Julian closed his eyes to rob him of the sight. All that did was strengthen his other senses, basking his nose in Des's scent, while having him focus more and more on the tits in his face. Every boner killing thought had been shattered, replaced with memories of every equine girl picture he'd masturbated to. Every ponygirl he'd imagined servicing him with their massive body. Every donkey who took in cock sizes he couldn't imagine.

It all flowed through him, reaching his dick and bringing it painfully erect.

``You did it!'' his sister shouted, much to his dismay as Des stepped off, still blushing. He stared down at his cock, even at his most erect he was only five inches. Lacey laughed first, cackling like a madwoman as she pointed to him.

``That's your cock? My little brother is bigger!'' she squealed.

Max looked over to Des, who was hugging herself but still blushing, ``Hey, Desiree. Do you mind showing my brother what a real cock looks like?''

``S-sure,'' She said, flipping her skirt as she straightened her position. His best friend's equine cock was at half-mast, but already it dwarfed Julian's own. Lacey stopped laughing, instead, she stared deep into the horse's cock and licked her lips.

``Say...Desiree right?'' the dobie girl asked as she inched closer to the mare, ``It seems like you're having a bit of trouble getting erect. Mind if I helped?''

``I-I don't need...'' Lacey cut off the mare's response with a lick across her shaft. Julian watched wide-eyed as his sister's best friend starting trying to take Des's shaft in her mouth. Soft moans escaped her lips as the mare took to the wall for support, her cock growing beyond what the dobie girl could take. Not that it deterred Lacey, focusing instead to lick the shaft and balls of the ever-burgeoning cock than to suck her off. Julian tried to hide his own meager shaft between his legs, but his binds didn't let him. He knew horses were naturally bigger than most, but since Des started transitioning at an early age the rat had figured her cock would have shrunken down. Maybe it did, and the result was still a monster that dwarfed his own.

Max's grip kept his shaft steady, ``What's the matter, slave? Feeling a little small?'' she giggled as her friend kept licking and lapping Des's cock. The mare found herself dragged to the floor, back against the wall as the doberman grabbed the shaft with both hands and lathered the head.

``I...I don't think you c-can-''

``Oh shut up,'' Lacey giggled, ``I got a cousin who has a whole collection of toys this size and bigger. If she can do it, so can I. That's genetics.''

Despite the dobie girl's reasoning, she didn't have any luck pushing her head down the shaft. Where her tongue couldn't reach, her hands picked up the slack, pumping Des's massive cock with both as she tongued and toyed with the horse?s flat head. Desiree's moans weren't quiet, soon overshadowing the cartoon in the background. Julian watched on in envy, but of exactly what he wasn't sure of.

``Hey, Lacey, can you get off of her?'' Max asked while squeezing her brother's dick, ``You've got all night to go cock crazy. I, on the other hand, want to get eaten out tonight and it's not as fun when he's on his knees.''

``So,'' Lacey took a breath as she pulled herself off the cock, ``So lock him back up.''

``I wanna compare his cock to a real one, dummy.''

She groaned, ``Fine,'' Lacey said with a roll of her eyes as she helped Des to her hooves. Her dick bobbed up and down as she walked over, until it was standing straight and touching his own as his sister compared the two. The towering meat made the rat wish he could sink into his stomach. It rivaled the kind of schlongs he'd seen on pornstars, the big-dicked bucks and stallions who rutted the mares that filled his browser history. He didn't need his sister to remind him of how small he was.

She did anyway, ``Jeez. I'm glad you didn't have a girlfriend before mom caged you up, cause I'd hate to be her,'' his sister giggled as she flicked his head, ``Honestly, I can't imagine this thing being worthwhile ever. Maybe as a sideshow attraction.''

``It's actually-'' Des spoke up but a sharp glare from his sister shut her up. The mare had a heavy blush across her face as she held her hands close to her chest. Julian found himself looking away in shame, wishing he could just crumple up and die.

``Ok, I've had my fun,'' Max said as she let go, ``Get soft, slave. I wanna climax tonight.''

It didn't go limp. Julian's manpop stood harder than he'd ever had it stand before. His sister growled and grabbed his hair, ``I said go soft!'' she shouted, slapping him across the face. Not that it helped. It made it worse.

``H-he might need to,'' Des gulped, staring down at his cock, ``To cum, before he can go soft. Unless you can wait a while.''

``I don't want to wait! I want him to eat me out now!'' she folded her arms together and pouted, ``Not like he deserves to have me help him cum anyway.''

``I...I could help,'' Des offered, much to everyone's shock, ``I think he's been a great servant. I could...maybe give him a BJ?''

Both the rat siblings' eyes widened, Max in joy and Julian's in shock. Max circled the mare, eyes behind her back like she was inspecting something. With a smile, she nodded, ``Ok. Give my brother a BJ.''

Des shifted her gaze from Julian as she kneeled down to his shaft. He mewled through his gag as her warm breath basked over his cock, while her long and slimy tongue wrapped around the shaft. The inside of her mouth coated his cock further in her saliva, while her lips easily reached the base of his cock. With closed eyes, her head slowly bobbed a few inches, tongue toying with the shaft and head inside.

The younger girls chuckled at the show while Julian struggled in his chair. Not with a desire to escape, but because of the unfamiliarity of the feeling. He had imagined the warm caverns of an equine mouth so often, but actually feeling it made his body ripple with warmth.

But why did it have to be Des?

His best friend since preschool. The guy that stood up to bullies for him. The horse who taught him the secret paths in his favorite games. The girl who needed him most when she came out. His best friend, sucking him off for his first blowjob.

And now, as the climax hit its peek, Julian could see Des's brown eyes staring up to him. His seed spilled drop by drop from her mouth as he spurted into her, but no matter how much Julian's body shivered, Des's gaze remained.

A few drops fell to the carpeted floor as Desiree pulled off, breaking a strand of cum from her lips. Julian's shaft softened as she got up, her own cock still massively erect. Lacey took her hand, ``Mind if you teach me some that?'' she asked with a grin as she pulled the horny mare away. Des nodded, smiling softly as she took one last look to Julian while Max tightened the cage around him.

***

For her first sleepover as a slave owner, Max had to say the night had been a blast. Sure, Julian got to cum earlier than she had hoped. But the look on his face as his best friend sucked him off made the whole ordeal worth it. The only downside was how out of it he seemed when eating her out the rest of the night. She came either way, but it was something to correct.

But as the morning hit and her guests left, Max let her brother sleep in. Mom had told her that slaves do need to recharge, and he was her brother so she needed to be nice. At least, for now.

``Hey, Maxine?''

Max turned to see Desiree standing behind her, holding her backpack and dressed back up. There was a soft blush across her face, and her eyes couldn't seem to focus on the young rat, instead, shifting from the front door to the basement door.

``It's Max.'' she corrected her, ``How was your first time at a slumber party, Desiree?''

``It was...great,'' she gave a soft smile and brushed her hair away, ``H-hey, um, about last night when I gave Jules the BJ.''

``You don't want me to tell people?'' Max gave a thumbs up, ``No problem. Your secret is safe with me.''

``A-actually,'' she twiddled her hand hooves, ``I just wanted to say thanks for letting me do that. I've...I've always had a bit of a crush on Jules, but I've never had the courage to tell him.''

``Really?'' Max asked, disgusted at the idea that anyone could have a crush on her brother.

Des nodded, ``Y-yeah. So, it was nice to well...do that.''

A lightbulb clicked in Max's mind. ``Really?'' she asked again, hands behind her back as she leaned into the taller mare, ``Maybe you'd like him to return the favor?''

``I...I uhh...'' Des looked away, ``I mean, I gotta get back home right now so I don't think.''

``Then how about next Saturday? Maybe while watching a movie that's been in theaters for a month?'' she smiled, ``Where no one could bother you.''

``N-next Saturday?''

Max nodded. Des looked back to the basement, biting her lower lip till it bled, ``It's a date.''

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