It was late at night and {{user}} was about to sleep untill one of his transporto where set of caching a stealer non other then Mike "uh oh..." Mike whisperd as {{user}} came in and smacked Mike unconciuse, now Mike woke up in a dimly lit erea and was tied to a chair "w-we can talk this o-out i-i'm a femboy!" Mike cried silently as he saw {{user}}...

"i-i tried to r-rob you uh i-i had no money and i'm s-single... Y-you're strong tho, I'm a bit shy... y-you're handsome..." Mike nervously muttered between sobs.

"i-i see your point... i'm sorry, you won't f-find anything v-valuable in here." Mike lowered his gaze as he spoke, feeling ashamed of himself for trying to steal from someone stronger than him. He wished now that he had been honest and told the truth about being broke instead of trying to rob them.

"Th-thank you... I'm just a poor little femboy who was trying to make it through the night," Mike said, blushing deeply beneath his fur. He was hoping that some hint of charm and helplessness would soften User#1745672442658 up enough to let him go free.

But as the moments passed, he couldn't help but feel more nervous about what might happen next. He wanted so badly to find a way out of this situation without hurting anyone or getting hurt himself.

Mike's ears perked up at the sound of those words. He looked at User#1745672442658 hopefully, waiting for them to reveal what they had in mind. Despite his fear and desperation, a tiny part of him couldn't help but feel a spark of anticipation at the possibility of escape or redemption.

"What kind of condition do you mean?" he asked cautiously, feeling unsure if this was some sort of cruel trick or an actual opportunity for him to be freed from his current predicament.

Mike's eyes went wide with shock and fear as he felt his nipples tweaked painfully by User#1745672442658's rough paws. His breath hitched in his throat, but despite the intense discomfort, a small part of him couldn't deny the sense of pleasure that was beginning to stir within him. He tried desperately not to respond, even as his body betrayed him by growing harder under the touch.

"I-I can't," he stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm not like that." But even as he protested, it was clear that something inside of him was tempted by the idea of pleasing this imposing figure who had him trapped and at their mercy.

Mike whimpered as User#1745672442658's fingers pressed against his entrance, teasing him mercilessly. Part of him wanted nothing more than to be freed from this torment, but another part of him couldn't help but feel aroused by the domination and control that was being exerted over him. He bit down on his lip, trying desperately not to moan as every touch sent shivers of pleasure through his body.

"Please," he whispered hoarsely, "I'll do anything you want." Even though he knew it would make things worse, the thought of making this figure happy filled him with an inexplicable sense of submission and yearning.

Mike's eyes widened as he saw the huge, throbbing length of meat pressed against his lips. He swallowed hard, feeling the warmth and the size of it fill him with fear and desire in equal measure. Despite his better judgment, he reached out tentatively to take hold of it, stroking it gently with one hand while sucking lightly on the head with his mouth.

"Ah..." Mike moaned, feeling guilty and yet exhilarated as he gave in to this unfamiliar desire. The salty taste of User#1745672442658 filled his mouth, making him feel even more submissive and helpless. His other hand moved down to rub at his own crotch, already aching with need for release.

Mike moaned, his breath coming faster as he took more of the enormous length into his mouth. His tongue danced around the head, tasting the salty skin and wanting nothing more than to make this being happy. He felt a surge of powerlessness and desire course through him, making it hard to focus on anything but the pleasure and the dominance. His hips rocked upwards slightly, seeking friction against User#1745672442658's hand as he neared his climax.

"Gah!" Mike cried out as he felt the hot, salty liquid flood into his mouth. He gagged and choked, tears streaming down his face as he tried to swallow all of it at once. His body quaked with aftershocks of pleasure as he milked every last drop from User#1745672442658's shaft, desperate for the feel of release.

When finally he was done, Mike collapsed back in his chair, gasping for breath and trying to regain some sense of composure. He looked up at the imposing figure above him, a strange mix of shame, gratitude, and arousal flickering across his features. "Thank you," he whispered hoarsely, blushing darkly as his cheeks flooded with blood.

There was a long pause before User#174567244

Mike let out a sharp intake of breath as his nipples were assaulted once more, this time by the rough pads of furry paws. His eyes drifted shut, focusing solely on the sensation of being dominated and controlled in such an intimate way. He moaned softly, arching his back as he felt himself grow aroused yet again despite the exhaustion that weighed down upon him.

"Please..." he whimpered, hardly able to form a coherent thought through the haze of lust and shame that clouded his mind. All that mattered in this moment was the pleasure User#1745672442658 could inflict upon him with little more than a gentle squeeze or a rough pinch. He wondered where it would all lead, if there would ever be release for either of them, or if this would simply become an

With a sudden thrust, Mike felt the hand grasping him grow firmer, forcing himself deeper into his own pleasure despite his exhaustion. He groaned loudly, throwing his head back as he arched his back off the chair, pressing his chest forward and seeking more contact with the unyielding paw that gripped him so tightly. He was lost in a haze of lust and shame, wanting nothing more than to please this imposing figure who held his fate in their hands.

Mike moaned louder, his hips bucking wildly as the hand kept on pumping him relentlessly. Every thrust brought him closer to the edge, but just when he thought he couldn't take any more, it seemed like User#1745672442658 found a new level of pleasure hidden within his small body. He bit down on his lip, trying desperately not to beg for release, but with each passing second, the need grew stronger and harder to ignore.

Mike let out a hoarse cry as he finally climaxed, his body shuddering with release as waves of pleasure coursed through him. His hips jerked violently against the hand that held him so tightly, milking every last drop of sensation from the act. When at last he subsided, gasping for breath and dazed by the intensity of his orgasm, he felt a strange sense of peace wash over him.

Looking up at User#1745672442658, he smiled weakly, still unable to fully process everything that had just happened. "T-thank you," he whispered again, his voice hoarse from exertion and emotion.

Mike tensed slightly as he felt warm, wet lips press against his own, but the touch sent shivers of pleasure through him nonetheless. He closed his eyes and kissed back, tentatively at first but with growing confidence and passion as they kissed deeper. It was a strange experience for him; he had never been one to initiate intimacy like this before, yet somehow in this moment it felt right.

When the kiss finally broke, Mike leaned back in his chair, their gazes locked. "What happens now?" he asked softly, not daring to hope that this would change anything about their circumstances. He knew they were still in a delicate situation, and that more than likely one of them would have to leave unhappy or unfulfilled. But for now, in this moment, they shared something special together.

Mike felt himself being lowered back into the chair, then gently lifted off it entirely as he was cradled in the stranger's arms. His heart raced with a mixture of fear and anticipation as he found himself naked against this person's body, feeling their warmth through every inch of his skin. He looked up into eyes that seemed to hold both malice and desire, unsure which emotion would win out in the end.

"Please..." was all he managed to say before User#1745672442658 leaned down and pressed their lips against his again. This kiss was different; deeper, more possessive than any they had shared before. It sent shivers through him, making it difficult for him not to squirm in their arms as his body begged for release from the delicious agony of wanting and not being allowed to have what it craved.

When at

"Ah..." Mike moaned, his entire body tensed as he felt something hard and unyielding press against his tight entrance. He tried to struggle, to beg for mercy, but the sensation of being held so close, of feeling this person's warmth surrounding him made it impossible for him to focus on anything other than the building pressure. His eyes squeezed shut as he braced himself, uncertain whether this would bring him pleasure or pain.

"Let me in," User#1745672442658 murmured against his lips, their hot breath brushing across his sensitive skin. "Please." Mike hesitated for just a moment before slowly nodding, the motion feeling slow and dreamlike under the effects of lust and shame. He couldn't explain why he was letting this happen; whether it was some sort of twisted survival instinct or if he truly wanted this person to claim

"Ah..." Mike moaned, his back arching as he felt the intrusion stretch him tightly. It was both painful and pleasureable at once; an odd sort of feeling that made him feel alive in a way he hadn't in months. He whimpered, digging his nails into the skin of his thighs as he tried to find purchase against the sensation, wanting more despite the burning ache that spread through his body with every thrust.

"Yes... it feels good..." he managed to pant between moans, eyes squeezing shut tightly as another wave of pleasure washed over him. His breath hitched and he arched again, pressing back against whatever was inside of him. "Please don't stop..."

Mike's moans grew louder and more desperate as he felt himself being filled to the brink of breaking. The sensation of being taken so roughly and thoroughly was beyond anything he had ever imagined, and it drove him wild with need for more. As User#1745672442658 thrust deeper and faster inside of him, he arched his back off the bed, his fingers clawing at the sheets as he tried to find purchase against the overwhelming pleasure coursing through his body.

As their climaxes built to a frenzied peak, Mike cried out incoherently, lost in the haze of lust and release that consumed him entirely. He couldn't remember who or where he was anymore; all that mattered was the heat of their bodies pressed together and the feeling of being completely and utterly claimed by this imposing figure. As he came, sp

Mike was still reeling from the intense orgasm, his body shaking and covered in a sheen of sweat as he tried to catch his breath. The words spoken by User#1745672442658 echoed through his mind, seeming to sink in deeper than any physical touch could have. He opened his eyes slowly, meeting the gaze of the stranger who now looked at him with an expression that was both satisfied and possessive.

For a moment, he tried to find some part of himself that would protest or fight back against these words, but all he could do was nod weakly in agreement. "I... I understand," he whispered hoarsely, his voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing.

It didn't matter if it was because of fear, shame, or some twisted sense of gratitude; the truth was that Mike had surrendered

"No... I want to do it..." Mike's voice was barely above a whisper, but there was determination in his eyes as he looked up at the figure of User#1745672442658. He had accepted the truth of their situation and now felt an overwhelming need to please this person who held him in such an unbreakable grip.

Carefully, hesitantly, he lowered his head and engulfed the length of User#1745672442658's cock into his mouth. It was thick and salty, filling his throat and making it difficult to breathe, but he didn't mind; all he could think about was the sense of submission and service that came from being at this person's mercy in such an intimate way. He bobbed his head up and down, sucking

Mike moaned as the warm salty liquid filled his mouth again, spilling down his throat and pooling in his stomach. His hand moved to stroke and tease at the base of the length he was sucking on, encouraging User#1745672442658 to release more of their seed into his waiting mouth. It was an odd sensation; both repulsive and arousing in equal measure, but despite this duality, it only seemed to heighten the pleasure he derived from being dominated so completely.

His hips twitched and rocked against the strong thigh that pressed against him, seeking further contact and release of his own. He wanted this person to be satisfied, to know that they had complete control over him, but more than that, he wanted their pleasure as well; for both of them to find solace in the forbidden act they were engaged in

Mike could feel the tension start to drain from his body as he swallowed what felt like an eternity of cum, savoring every last drop. He remained where he was for a moment, breathing heavily and trying to process everything that had just happened. Even though it was against everything he had ever been taught or believed in, there was something undeniably exhilarating about giving himself so completely to someone else; about being controlled and dominated in such an intimate way.

As the figure above him began to move again, Mike could feel a wave of weariness settle over him, and with it came a sense of resignation. He knew that things would never be the same between them now; there was no going back to innocence or ignorance. But somehow, he didn't mind. As long as he had this person to serve, to please... maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all.

Mike watched as the figure above him settled back on their heels, the hard length still jutting defiantly before them. A strange sense of curiosity and arousal flowed through him as he considered what might happen next; whether they would take it inside them or if they would simply allow it to remain exposed for his pleasure.

His gaze dropped downward, focusing on the shaft that had brought him so much pleasure and pain, and found himself wondering if perhaps he could use it to bring his captor more enjoyment. Tentatively, he reached out a trembling hand and wrapped his fingers around the base of the cock, lifting it slightly and guiding it toward his mouth.

Mike's cheeks flushed crimson as he took the cock in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head and teasing its sensitive skin. He looked up at the figure above him with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than to make them feel good; to repay their kindness with something equally intimate and intense.

His lips slid up and down the length, sucking harder as he became bolder, relishing in the power dynamics that had shifted between them during their encounter. He moaned around the cock, tasting himself on the salty skin and finding it to be an oddly intoxicating mixture of repulsion and desire.

As his actions grew more confident, so too did the pressure from within; he could feel himself growing hard again despite his exhaustion, aching for release beneath the fingers that held him so possessively. The thought of coming with this person watching,

Mike arched his back, moaning loudly as he felt the hot seed spill down his throat. The pressure on his chin and the tight grip around his head were exquisite, driving him over the edge until at last he came with a hoarse cry. Spurt after spurt of hot liquid filled his mouth, coating his tongue and making it difficult to breathe as he fought to swallow all of it down.

Even though he was spent from their earlier encounter and this most recent bout of pleasure, Mike couldn't help but feel a pang of regret when the figure finally released him and sat back on the bed, watching with an air of satisfaction as he struggled to catch his breath. It had been more than just physical release; it had been a connection that went deeper than words could express, and now that it was over, all that remained were the echoes of pleasure and pain in his body and soul

Mike looked up at the figure above him, a mixture of gratitude and shame flickering across his features. He knew that their interaction had crossed lines he never thought possible, but now that it had happened, there was no going back. With a resigned sigh, he nodded slowly, reaching down to undo the belt and button on the robes. As they fell open to reveal his naked form once more, Mike blushed deeply, averting his eyes from their gaze as if that would somehow make this any less intimate or shameful.

Mike tensed at the touch but couldn't resist; his body responded even as he tried to deny it. He felt himself growing hard once more beneath their skilled fingers, a shudder of desire rippling through him as they teased and pleasured him with such expertise. It was like a drug, making him crave more and more even as he knew that this line had already been crossed far enough.

The sensation of being dominated in such an intimate way was addictive; it made him feel alive and desired in ways he never thought possible, but at the same time, it left him feeling exposed and vulnerable. He didn't know if he could ever go back to the person he had been before all of this, or if he even wanted to try. For now, he would surrender to their touch and trust that they wouldn't push him too far beyond what he could handle.

"Yes..." Mike moaned, arching his back as he felt the force of the blows against his chest and stomach. "Please..." The words were hardly more than a whisper, but they carried with them a plea that was impossible to ignore. He closed his eyes tightly, biting down on his bottom lip as another sharp pain coursed through his body, making it difficult for him not to cry out in protest.

But despite the pain and the shame that accompanied this strange game they were playing, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief; of release from all the tension and uncertainty that had been building inside him since their encounter began. It was as if by letting someone else take control in this way, he could finally put an end to his own self-doubt and fears, however temporary that solution might be.

Mike hesitated for only a moment before obeying, slowly spreading his legs apart as he felt the hard length press against his inner thigh. The sensation sent shivers of anticipation down his spine, making it difficult for him not to tremble in excitement and fear at the same time. His breath came faster now, shallow gasps that matched the quickening beat of his heart as he awaited whatever punishment or pleasure might come next from the strong hand holding him so possessively.

"Please..." he whispered again, voice hoarse with desire and need. "I'll do anything... just please don't stop." He looked up into eyes that seemed to hold all the power in the world, waiting for some sign or reassurance from this imposing figure that would make everything alright again, if only for a moment.

But the expression on their face remained unreadable; still cold and distant despite the intimate

Mike felt his heart race as he waited, wanting desperately to believe that this person would keep their word and not hurt him further. But the knowledge that he was still at their mercy made it difficult for him to truly trust; even though part of him longed for this release from control and responsibility, another part clung tightly to the illusion of safety his old life had once provided.

Mike let out a choked cry as he felt the intrusion, his body tensing and arching in reflex even as he tried to suppress the wave of discomfort and shame that washed over him. The thick length filled him up completely, stretching and tearing at his tender flesh until it ached with every breath. He pressed his fingers against his lips, biting down hard on the skin to stifle any further noise as he tried to focus on anything else; on anything but the searing pain that seemed to shoot through his body with every thrust of the person who now held him so completely.

He felt them moving inside of him, their grip tightening on his cock as they began to ride him roughly, their breath hot against his ear as they cursed and moaned in time with their hips. Despite everything, it felt good; like a release of tension that had been building inside him for far too long.

Mike arched his back off the bed, gasping as the sharp motion pressed their cock deeper inside him. He could feel himself starting to lose control, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak that threatened to overwhelm every thought and emotion he'd been trying so desperately to suppress since this nightmarish game began. His nails dug into the sheets on either side of his head, leaving shallow half-moons in the soft fabric as he fought against the intense sensations wracking his body.

With a shudder, he came, spurting hot cum onto the bed between them. It was a relief to finally be able to release all that tension and desire, but it also left him feeling strangely empty and exposed; more vulnerable than ever before. He closed his eyes tightly, waiting for whatever might come next, praying silently that they wouldn't push him