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Jayce was far gone today. Viktor had promised Jayce that if he was a good boy and got extra work done at the lab today, Viktor would fuck him with the ejaculating, knotted strap-on they had been designing- and oh boy did that do something to Jayce.
He had been slipping that whole day, pushed under by a few well-timed praises and commands. Each time Viktor called him a good boy, or ordered him around with “down, boy” or “sit”, he slipped even further.
Their day was finally done. After hours of sitting on the edge, hours of torturous self-restraint, Jayce could finally, finally go all the way under. So he did- with the guidance of Viktor- finally let himself slip into that hazy headspace that had become so familiar to him.
His owner always took good care of him when he got like this. With Jayce at his most vulnerable, Viktor was extra careful to be kind and gentle, to make this time as safe and warm as possible for his good boy. After all, Jayce’s puppyspace was about calmness and relaxation, a chance for him to let all his worries go and just rest.
And so Jayce lied curled up on the bed, cozy and happy, as he waited for his owner to prepare himself. Viktor had dressed Jayce in his usual attire- cute, floppy ears clipped into his hair, a pretty tail plug, his handmade collar, and a cage on his lovely cock. Viktor had considered a muzzle, but decided that he wanted to see his pup’s pretty face far too much for that.
Jayce perked up excitedly when Viktor came back into the room, hips wiggling back and forth in a subconscious wag that Viktor thought was just adorable.
Viktor was naked aside from his boxers, which tented over the obvious erection from his strap. A small syringe was tucked under the waistband of the harness, filled with a milky, thick lubricant. They had experimented with the strap’s ejaculating feature being controlled by a contraption worn on the hand- much like their Hexclaw- but the trigger being in such a high-contact area ended up leading to a lot of… ’premature ejaculation’. So for now, they went with the simplest option, which was a primitive little tube and pump. Viktor found the temporary solution to be quite an embarrassing failure when compared to all of their other work.
But Viktor didn’t focus on that right now. All that mattered in this moment was filling up his sweet puppy and making him feel good. He limped across the room to the bed where Jayce was sitting, reaching a hand out to pet him between his clipped-in ears.
“Hello, little puppy,” he cooed. “You have been such a good boy, waiting so patiently, haven’t you? Is that right?”
Jayce barked happily in response, pressing into the hand petting his head.
”Oh, of course you have,” Viktor laughed. “Such a well-trained little doggy, aren’t you? Yes you are!” His tone was playful and light, the way one would talk to an overexcited pet.
Jayce hid his excitement poorly, wagging and yipping, all smiles and slobber while his owner pet him. He pawed curiously at the bulge between Viktor’s legs, fingers and thumb curled in a simple imitation of a paw. Viktor thought that the uncoordinated manner in which Jayce prodded him was just the cutest thing.
”Are you excited to play, puppy?” He giggled, scratching under Jayce’s chin.
”Arf!”
”You’ve been waiting for this all day, I bet you’re so pent up… poor little thing.” Jayce whimpered at his words. “How about you roll over and show me that pretty little cock of yours, hm?” He urged, giving Jayce a “good boy” when he rolled over to show his belly, legs spread.
Oh, Jayce’s cock was perfect like this. The poor thing was all locked away, dribbling pathetically and so, so small. Jayce whined and squirmed when Viktor touched his leaking cock, all red and wet and tiny.
”Aww, look at this cute little thing…” Viktor teased, “so small it may as well be a clit, is that right?” Jayce flushed a deep red with embarrassment, dick squirting another tiny dribble of pre-cum. Viktor leaned down to press a kiss to the little head beneath the metal, earning a whine from his pup.
”Hmm, maybe if you are a good boy and let me fill your sweet tummy, I will let your little puppy cock out of it’s cage, how does that sound?” He offers, petting Jayce’s sex through the bars of the metal. The pup bucks his hips subconsciously into the touch, earning a little coo of adoration from his owner. “Yes, yes, you like that idea, I know. Now be a good service dog and help me onto the bed.”
Jayce willingly rolls back over to stand on his knees, reaching out to support his owner with paws on his hips as he lifts himself onto the bed. Once situated, Viktor tugs Jayce’s tail with a little smirk to beckon him to turn around and present.
”You’re so cute with your pretty tail, sweetheart,” Viktor smiles, petting Jayce’s ass tenderly, “I’m sorry we have to take it out, my love, but you can have it back once you’re nice and full of my cum, yes?” He starts gently wiggling the plug out with one hand, still petting Jayce soothingly with the other, “I’ll plug your sweet pussy up after I breed you, so we can be sure your tummy gets bred full of little puppies!”
Jayce whines needily.
“After all, that is the only way to satisfy little mutts in heat, isn’t that right?”
The pup whimpers when the plug is fully removed, his poor hole clenching around nothing, just begging to be filled and bred with his owner’s cum. Viktor hangs the tail on one of the little hooks attached to the wall by their bed.
”Mm, look at you, so needy for me, such a good dog,” Viktor purrs, working his boxers down. When Jayce does nothing but keen as a response, Viktor grabs him by the hair and rips his head back, forcefully but not painfully. “I said look, puppy.”
Jayce meets his own eyes in the full length mirror, positioned against the wall at the foot of their bed specifically for these occasions. He lets out a loud, pathetic groan when he catches sight of himself, flushed and panting, drooling from both his mouth and his little cock, collared and caged for his master. He’s propped slightly upright, hands on the barred footboard of the bed so that he doesn’t have to strain his neck to see himself. He’s so transfixed that he doesn’t notice when Viktor has pulled his boxers all the way off until he feels the strap press against his ass. Viktor chuckles at the audible squeak of surprise that it pulls from Jayce.
“Are you excited, puppy?” He prods, reaching for the bottle of lube on the nightstand and flipping the cap, “yes, yes, no need for big thoughts, now. The only thing floating around in your pretty little head right now should be how good it will feel to be stretched out on my cock.” He rubs the lube between his palms, warming it before slicking up his strap and smearing the remaining substance around Jayce’s already gaping hole. “Is that all you are, sweet thing? Just a cute little puppyslut waiting to be filled?”
Jayce buries his face into his own forearms, cheeks and ears flushed a deep reddish-pink as he groans in equal parts embarrassment and arousal. His cock twitches in its cage.
Viktor presses the strap between Jayce’s thighs, rubbing it over his wet, aching little cock before finally slipping the head into his pup’s waiting hole. The strap- modeled after Jayce’s own cock- is not small by any means, and Viktor is mindful to ease Jayce into the stretch. The cute puppy cries and whines as his hole is filled, pressing back eagerly against his owner’s cock and barking pleadingly. Viktor coos sympathetically, petting Jayce’s back as he sinks into him.
”There, all in. Does it hurt at all, honey?” He asks once his hips meet the backs of Jayce’s thighs. The man shakes his head ‘no’. “I am going to move now; do you remember your signal?”
Jayce reaches behind him to tap three times on Viktor’s leg.
”Good boy!” Viktor smiles. “Smart boy. Clever little doggy.” He wiggles his fingers over Jayce’s ribs, slightly ticklish, mimicking the way one would ruffle a dog playfully. Jayce arches into the touch, pressing back again when Viktor’s hands move to perch on his hips for leverage.
Viktor moves slowly at first, gentle with his pup but quickly gaining speed as his man below him whines and rocks his hips against his owner. Jayce’s head collapses into his forearms again, whimpering.
”Puppy,” Viktor snaps, delivering a swift tug to Jayce’s hair. “I told you to look, remember? Don’t you want to be a good boy for me?”
Jayce responds with a strangled bark.
”Then keep your eyes on the mirror.”
Jayce watches obediently as he is taken by his master. He looks downright pathetic right now, a big strong man reduced to a whimpering mess on his hands and knees, dressed as a dog to be fucked and bred. His floppy clipped-in ears bounce with each thrust, as does his poor, stunted cock, and Viktor offers no relief for the tiny thing.
”Oh, my sweet doggy,” he purrs, slowing his thrusts as he reaches beneath them to toy with Jayce’s cock. “Look how pretty you are, all locked up for me. I should leash you and take you on a walk like this, let everyone see you crawling on the ground beneath me, with your pathetic little cock all locked away.”
Jayce groans, struggling to keep his head up.
”What would they say, hm? If they saw their Golden Boy at my command? Worshipping and humping the feet of some lowly Academy assistant from the Undercity…”.
A finger rubs over the slit of Jayce’s cock teasingly. “I think they would all want a turn with you. Wouldn’t that be humiliating? Forced to mount the legs of your investors, your admirers, and get off against their boots? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Just like a little dog.” His pace quickens again, forcing his words to be interrupted with little pants. “Perhaps I show you off to the counsel, hm? Give them all a chance to play with my good puppy.”
Viktor releases Jayce’s cock and focuses again on roughly fucking into his dumb puppy. Each thrust pulls whines from Jayce’s throat, always followed by the slight jingle of his collar. It’s not long before the poor dog is nearly crying, whimpering pathetically as he nears an unsatisfying, untouched climax.
But Viktor doesn’t want it to be unsatisfying for his boy. He wants to make Jayce feel good, so he stills and drapes himself over the man’s back to speak into his ear.
”Are you close, my lovely štěně?”
Jayce nods feverishly, whining.
”Would you like me to unlock your cute little puppy parts?” He offers sweetly, fondling Jayce through the metal of his cage. “Speak,” he commands. Viktor knows Jayce won’t be able to put together a proper sentence, but he thinks it’s adorable watching him try.
Jayce stutters as he tries to form words. “Ye- y-yes plea-ase… p- please, Master, ‘been s- so… good…,” he cuts himself off with another pathetic whine.
”Oh, honey,” Viktor coos, petting Jayce’s hair fondly with his free hand, “is puppy having trouble with his words?”
Jayce nods guiltily.
”That’s okay, sweetheart, you’re just a little puppy, after all, isn’t that right? Just a stupid little puppy, there’s no room for all those words in your empty head,” he says matter-of-factly as he pulls carefully out of Jayce. “Now, roll over for me- yes, yes, just like that, good dog.”
Jayce does his best not to squirm as his owner rubs teasingly down his belly, slender fingers finding the metal cage locking Jayce’s soft little dick away. Viktor reaches to the nightstand for the key and unlocks the clasp at the top, gently pulling the contraption away from Jayce’s hips. He hangs it next to the leash.
”My sweet puppy,” he smiles, petting and stroking Jayce’s soft cock tenderly between the thumb and forefinger of both hands with a featherlight touch. Jayce fails to keep still, wriggling when Viktor leans down to press a soft little kiss to the shaft of his doggy’s cock. “Look how cute you are, sweetheart, you’re so pretty like this. Your little puppy clit is just the most adorable thing ever.”
Jayce whimpers at Viktor’s words, face flushed a deep, deep shade of pink, doing a terrible job of masking his humiliation.
”Oh, and look at that! It’s trying so hard to fill out; such an excited little pup, aren’t you?” Viktor praises, pinching the little nub between two fingers.
Jayce’s cock was still mostly soft, struggling to harden after being locked away for so long. The tip was just barely peaking out from under the foreskin, cute and shy and small. Jayce found it emasculating, seeing his normally impressively large cock reduced to a shadow of its former self at his owner’s command.
Viktor pats Jayce’s tummy. “Up, sweet boy. I still need to breed you.”
His pup obeys immediately, back to kneeling with his hands on the footboard, watching himself in the mirror. Jayce’s hair is messy, curling over his forehead in untidy wisps. His face is flushed, chest heaving as his body shakes in anticipation. His cock twitches beneath him, bobbing with every breath. The little nub is pink and wet, hardly erect by any means.
Viktor rubs the poor thing as his own cock re-enters Jayce’s hole, reveling in the sweet little whines of overstimulation Jayce let out. He truly sounded like a crying puppy.
”You’re so wet, little pup,” Viktor sneers affectionately, thumbing at the wet tip of Jayce’s cock. “Do you like it when I touch your little clit, doggy? You like it when I touch your puppy parts?”
Jayce feels an embarrassing spurt of cum trickle from his little cock, eagerly smeared around by his owner’s gentle fingers. He barks ashamedly.
”Oh, I know, sweetheart, I can tell. You’re so cute, little one, so sweet for me.” His thrusts become more calculated, brushing up against Jayce’s prostate and making him mewl. “My lovely, sweet little doggy, so eager for me. Do you want me to breed you, pretty thing? Do you want me to fill your tummy with cute little puppies? Oh you’ll be so perfect knocked up with my litter, all desperate and pathetic. I’ll take such good care of you, my love, I’ll take such good care of my sweet doggy.”
He’s breathless now, panting as he fucks into his pretty dog. He leans forward to press sloppy kisses against the side of Jayce’s face, wet and messy, leaning his weight against the slope of the pup’s back with a chin hooked over his shoulder.
Jayce squeaks and whimpers, torn between pushing back against his owners cock or thrusting into the warm hand massaging his own half-hard member.
Viktor’s words come in little pants against Jayce’s ear. “My puppy, my sweet, sweet little puppy…,” he sighs, nearing his own release. “Gonna cum inside of you, doggy. Gonna breed you- gonna fill you up nice and full- ah!” He’s cut off with a sharp gasp as his own orgasm threatens to overtake him, free hand fumbling at the syringe under the harness of his strap-on. “Mh- look, look at yourself, zlatíčko, want you to- to watch as I breed your little puppy parts….”
Jayce watches the mirror obediently, eyes flicking between his Master’s flushed face and the hand rubbing his red, wet cock. He whimpers as his thighs start to shake, overwhelmed.
He feels the thrusts stutter and then stop, slamming against his hips one final time before the knot is shoved inside, pulling a yelp from the pup, and Viktor begins pressing the syringe, the hand on Jayce’s cock pausing for just a second as he cums against the textured base of the strap. He grinds against it, face pinched in pleasure.
Jayce struggles to keep his eyes open, barking in an attempt to warn his owner of his inevitable orgasm. He watches himself in the mirror, feels the lube weigh heavy within him. He imagines the gentle swell of his tummy, whether it’s with Viktor’s cum or with his puppies, pressure building up in his gut as he rapidly nears his climax, whimpering loudly and desperately.
”Good boy, good puppy, you may cum, my love, please cum for me,” Viktor pants into his shoulder.
A slew of high pitched yelps and whines leave his throat as he cums onto Viktor’s hand and the sheets beneath him in pathetic little spurts. He continues barking and yipping as Viktor releases the last of the synthetic spend into his body, tears spilling down his cheeks at the sensation. He feels like he is in heat and the only medicine is a belly full of his Master’s warm seed.
When his half-hard cock stops squirting cum, Viktor removes his hand to rub Jayce’s belly. He’s covered in sweat, heaving, and Viktor scratches his fingers lovingly through the little trails of hair from his chest to his naval.
”Can you feel how full you are, doggy?”
”Arf!”
Jayce squirms under Viktor’s fingers, giggling at the ticklishness and squeaking when his movement pressed the head of the strap into his prostate.
”Bend over, zlatíčko,” Viktor instructs, pushing Jayce down by the shoulders to kneel on his forearms. “I’m going to plug you up, okay, sweetheart? I’m going to plug your pretty pussy so that we can make sure you’re properly bred, like a good doggy! We want to make sure you’ll be full of little puppies!” He pets Jayce’s ass tenderly as he speaks, and the poor dog whines and wiggles against him, eager.
Viktor continues speaking as he works himself slowly out of Jayce. “You’re such a good breeding pup for me, do you know that, Jayce? Do you know that you’re the sweetest, most perfect little puppy I could ask for?” He plucks the tail plug from its spot on the rack, rolling it between his palms to warm it up. “Such a perfect doggy, so pretty and obedient,” he praises. Jayce lets out a muffled whine when the plug touches his rim. “My sweet, charming little pup- my sunshine…”.
The plug pops in. Jayce moans.
”There you go, my pretty boy. All done!” He announces, patting Jayce on the ass a few more times.
Jayce rolls over, showing his belly, all smiley and wiggly and adorable. He barks happily, unbelievably ecstatic to have been bred by his owner.
They take time to wind down. Viktor rubs Jayce’s tummy and kisses his body until he’s calm and sleepy, a tired little pup all full of cum. He cleans them both, gentle and soft, and invites Jayce to nap with him on top of the covers. Jayce accepts gratefully, curling up against Viktor’s side with his head on his master’s chest, lulled to sleep by loving pets and the sound of calm breathing.
When he is back in his proper mind, they will talk extensively, analytically, of the experience, the design of the strap, the feel of the synthetic spend. Jayce will bring up again and again how happy it made him, how good it felt, how they have to do it again, please, tonight. How he wants to be filled with Viktor’s cum, plug it inside himself for multiple loads until he’s heavy with it.
But for now, they sleep together, quiet and calm, full of love more than anything.