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Gore incoming
Posted 4 years agoFYI I have a couple more Gore pictures of Aaron coming up. The thumbnail thing doesn’t seem to be working, though. I’ll tag them all with “Gore”.
As an aside, Aaron/A692357 has “died” a couple of times already. It is my view that these are all alternate universes. Aaron will have a happy ending in a different one ;)
As an aside, Aaron/A692357 has “died” a couple of times already. It is my view that these are all alternate universes. Aaron will have a happy ending in a different one ;)
Marionette "flood"
Posted 5 years agoHey all, I'm just updating and loading Marionette pictures that I have neglected to post until now. Please forgive the flood.
General life update
Posted 6 years agoI’ll be looking for a new room mate in about 3 to 4 months or so as my current one is moving in with their significant other. This may impact some of my activities while I sort everything out.
Give Fortunata Fox some love
Posted 6 years agoHey, I very rarely do this. I really like FortunataFox‘s work. Check them out: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/fortunatafox/
They are open for commissions: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8959501/
They didn’t ask me to promote them, but I really think their art is very good: Take a look.
They are open for commissions: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8959501/
They didn’t ask me to promote them, but I really think their art is very good: Take a look.
Text update to “Proper Slave”
Posted 6 years agoI have added a text update to the “Proper Slave” picture done by Hufnaar (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/hufnaar/) It’s a little different than usual, but I felt the itinerary style was appropriate.
The Picture is here in my gallery: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27762856/
It is here in Hufnaar’s gallery: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27779023/
Here is the text:
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Wednesday, - - April, 20—— Work week itinerary
05:00 — 05:45
Slave to waken
Breakfast ( Nutritive paste, Water and Milk )
Exercise ( Bike)
05:45 — 06:30
Slave to Provide Wake up fellatio for Beloved Owner
Beloved Owner anally penetrates Slave and inserts vibrating anal plug to keep his cum in place.
Assist Beloved Owner in Bath and Shower (Slave to bathe and clean and maintain chastity device at same time)
Assist Beloved Owner in Grooming and Dressing
06:30 — 06:55
Slave to Groom and Dress (dry, groom fur, paint nails, clean and maintain piercings, brush teeth, etc., and put on uniform.)
07:00 — 08:00
Serve Beloved Owner Breakfast
08:00 — 12:00
Accompany Beloved Owner on daily business routine. (Wednesday routine is to travel into city and visit business office to meet with clients on an ad hoc basis for varying length of times until noon. During this time the Slave may be required to perform and number of services for their Beloved Owner and their clients. These include a variety of sexual services in addition to such tasks as dictation or package delivery or other mundane tasks.)
12:00 — 13:30
Lunch (Wednesday routine is for the Beloved Owner to have a meal in one of the city’s better establishments downtown. This is usually with a client. The Slave is to attend to any needs that the wait staff are not responsible for. The Slave is to remain at attention next to their Beloved Owner at all times during the meal. The Slave may be called upon to provide any number of sexual services for the Beloved Owner or their client or both during the course of the meal. These may happen at the table or in the rest room or a private dining room or other area as required by the Beloved Owner.)
13:30 — 14:15
Lunch for Slave ( nutritive paste, water, Milk)
Unless the Slave is under a punishment regime of some sort, they are permitted to remove their anal plug, have a bowel movement and replace plug after. The Slave is only supposed to do this if it is absolutely necessary, they are otherwise never to remove the plug themselves. The Slave is also permitted to urinate at this time. If a Sound has been inserted it can also be removed and reinserted by Slave at this time as long as they are not under a specific punishment regime that does not permit this.
Slave is to clean and refresh themselves during this time.
14:15— 14:30
Return Home with Beloved Owner.
15:00 — 16:00
Tea
16:00 — 18:00
Various. ( typical Wednesday routine is an afternoon of tennis or badminton if there are clients or guests at the house. It is also during this time that films or other entertainments are screened in the main house’ theater. On days when the Beloved Owner is going to have a Dinner and entertain a large number of clients and guests there may be pre dinner “appetizers” consisting of slaves for play and torture to get the festivities started.)
18:00 — ?
Dinner is Served. (Typical Wednesday routine is a formal dinner which often includes numerous courses of food as well as numerous courses of various drugs and sexual services. The evenings are scheduled to start off slowly but escalate to utter debauchery by the end of the evening. )
23:30 —05:00
The Slave is programmed to go unconscious at precisely 23:30. The only exception to this is if it happens to be somewhere dangerous or operating heavy machinery or suchlike. It automatically regains consciousness at 05:00. It has been programmed to retain no memory of dreams it has, if any, and to be totally rested and refreshed. It then begins another day.
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Text and the character Aaron copyright by me, Djt’Heutii
The Picture is here in my gallery: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27762856/
It is here in Hufnaar’s gallery: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27779023/
Here is the text:
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Wednesday, - - April, 20—— Work week itinerary
05:00 — 05:45
Slave to waken
Breakfast ( Nutritive paste, Water and Milk )
Exercise ( Bike)
05:45 — 06:30
Slave to Provide Wake up fellatio for Beloved Owner
Beloved Owner anally penetrates Slave and inserts vibrating anal plug to keep his cum in place.
Assist Beloved Owner in Bath and Shower (Slave to bathe and clean and maintain chastity device at same time)
Assist Beloved Owner in Grooming and Dressing
06:30 — 06:55
Slave to Groom and Dress (dry, groom fur, paint nails, clean and maintain piercings, brush teeth, etc., and put on uniform.)
07:00 — 08:00
Serve Beloved Owner Breakfast
08:00 — 12:00
Accompany Beloved Owner on daily business routine. (Wednesday routine is to travel into city and visit business office to meet with clients on an ad hoc basis for varying length of times until noon. During this time the Slave may be required to perform and number of services for their Beloved Owner and their clients. These include a variety of sexual services in addition to such tasks as dictation or package delivery or other mundane tasks.)
12:00 — 13:30
Lunch (Wednesday routine is for the Beloved Owner to have a meal in one of the city’s better establishments downtown. This is usually with a client. The Slave is to attend to any needs that the wait staff are not responsible for. The Slave is to remain at attention next to their Beloved Owner at all times during the meal. The Slave may be called upon to provide any number of sexual services for the Beloved Owner or their client or both during the course of the meal. These may happen at the table or in the rest room or a private dining room or other area as required by the Beloved Owner.)
13:30 — 14:15
Lunch for Slave ( nutritive paste, water, Milk)
Unless the Slave is under a punishment regime of some sort, they are permitted to remove their anal plug, have a bowel movement and replace plug after. The Slave is only supposed to do this if it is absolutely necessary, they are otherwise never to remove the plug themselves. The Slave is also permitted to urinate at this time. If a Sound has been inserted it can also be removed and reinserted by Slave at this time as long as they are not under a specific punishment regime that does not permit this.
Slave is to clean and refresh themselves during this time.
14:15— 14:30
Return Home with Beloved Owner.
15:00 — 16:00
Tea
16:00 — 18:00
Various. ( typical Wednesday routine is an afternoon of tennis or badminton if there are clients or guests at the house. It is also during this time that films or other entertainments are screened in the main house’ theater. On days when the Beloved Owner is going to have a Dinner and entertain a large number of clients and guests there may be pre dinner “appetizers” consisting of slaves for play and torture to get the festivities started.)
18:00 — ?
Dinner is Served. (Typical Wednesday routine is a formal dinner which often includes numerous courses of food as well as numerous courses of various drugs and sexual services. The evenings are scheduled to start off slowly but escalate to utter debauchery by the end of the evening. )
23:30 —05:00
The Slave is programmed to go unconscious at precisely 23:30. The only exception to this is if it happens to be somewhere dangerous or operating heavy machinery or suchlike. It automatically regains consciousness at 05:00. It has been programmed to retain no memory of dreams it has, if any, and to be totally rested and refreshed. It then begins another day.
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Text and the character Aaron copyright by me, Djt’Heutii
Story update to Aaron in “Bicycle Outing”
Posted 7 years agoI’ve updated the picture “Bicycle Outing” http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27262787/
With a story bit.
I’ve also posted it here in this journal.
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Meat unit A692357’s glassy unseeing eyes were bathed in daylight filtered through a tinted nearby window as the lid to his packaging was removed. Its ridged anthropoid rat’s body was curled into a fetal position and packed tightly into a box also stuffed with packing foam. It was naked, apart from a collar and ankle and wrist manacles that indicated its status as a slave. It also had a tight metal chastity device snuggly imprisoning its male genitals. The key to this device was now on the ring of other such keys held by its new owner. This new owner was now looking over the rat as it was being unpacked by other slaves. Two rabbit slaves dressed in heavy canvas shorts and shirts lifted the ridged rat from the crate and sat it on the floor of the Servants Quarters where this unboxing was taking place. The new owner stepped up to the small, thin but basically fit rat and inspected it. After a few moments of this, the Owner stood up straight again and nodded to one of the rabbits. This one removed a taser looking device from one of its pant pockets and placed its prods against the metal of the rat’s collar.
Meat unit A692357 shook violently and coughed. Its body snapped out of the fetal position and laid flat and ridged on the floor. A distant and slightly distorted voice spoke using the rat’s vocal apparatus.
“Awaiting task protocol assignment code.”
“Personal attendant level 4” The Owner’s voice was clearly enunciated and had a reptilian quality to it.
“Mental acutity and awareness?”
“Fully sentient and medium high intellect.”
“Boundary Warning. Complete sentience can interfere with other slave protocols that have been embedded in this meat unit. Do you wish to proceed?”
“Yes.”
“Level of personal devotion? Sentience limits this to a preprogrammed base of 95%, but there is no artificial upper boundary barrier.”
“95%”
“Naming protocol?”
“Did it ever have one apart from the serial number?”
“Searching....Yes.”
“...And what was that?”
“Aaron.”
“That will do then. It doesn’t need a last name.”
“Basic protocols set. Rebooting.”
..........
Aaron had been with his new Owner for a good six months now and he was very happy. He had his own cell with a bed and a small chest for items his Owner would give him such as the clothes he was wearing now as he rode the Owner’s bike out past the light house. He got to help his Owner clean and dress and exercise.
His duties were to clean up after his Owner and make sure his Owner’s clothes and personal effects were cared for and looked after. He got to look over and care for his owner’s every need. He helped him exercise and bathe and regularly sexually service his Owner in numerous ways. It was an important job!
And his Owner even let him go out to fetch things for him from the Post Office and other places. He was even allowed this time to exercise on his own recognizance.
Aaron sprayed water liberally into his mouth as he sped across the bridge. He was happy.
The text and the character Aaron are copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
With a story bit.
I’ve also posted it here in this journal.
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Meat unit A692357’s glassy unseeing eyes were bathed in daylight filtered through a tinted nearby window as the lid to his packaging was removed. Its ridged anthropoid rat’s body was curled into a fetal position and packed tightly into a box also stuffed with packing foam. It was naked, apart from a collar and ankle and wrist manacles that indicated its status as a slave. It also had a tight metal chastity device snuggly imprisoning its male genitals. The key to this device was now on the ring of other such keys held by its new owner. This new owner was now looking over the rat as it was being unpacked by other slaves. Two rabbit slaves dressed in heavy canvas shorts and shirts lifted the ridged rat from the crate and sat it on the floor of the Servants Quarters where this unboxing was taking place. The new owner stepped up to the small, thin but basically fit rat and inspected it. After a few moments of this, the Owner stood up straight again and nodded to one of the rabbits. This one removed a taser looking device from one of its pant pockets and placed its prods against the metal of the rat’s collar.
Meat unit A692357 shook violently and coughed. Its body snapped out of the fetal position and laid flat and ridged on the floor. A distant and slightly distorted voice spoke using the rat’s vocal apparatus.
“Awaiting task protocol assignment code.”
“Personal attendant level 4” The Owner’s voice was clearly enunciated and had a reptilian quality to it.
“Mental acutity and awareness?”
“Fully sentient and medium high intellect.”
“Boundary Warning. Complete sentience can interfere with other slave protocols that have been embedded in this meat unit. Do you wish to proceed?”
“Yes.”
“Level of personal devotion? Sentience limits this to a preprogrammed base of 95%, but there is no artificial upper boundary barrier.”
“95%”
“Naming protocol?”
“Did it ever have one apart from the serial number?”
“Searching....Yes.”
“...And what was that?”
“Aaron.”
“That will do then. It doesn’t need a last name.”
“Basic protocols set. Rebooting.”
..........
Aaron had been with his new Owner for a good six months now and he was very happy. He had his own cell with a bed and a small chest for items his Owner would give him such as the clothes he was wearing now as he rode the Owner’s bike out past the light house. He got to help his Owner clean and dress and exercise.
His duties were to clean up after his Owner and make sure his Owner’s clothes and personal effects were cared for and looked after. He got to look over and care for his owner’s every need. He helped him exercise and bathe and regularly sexually service his Owner in numerous ways. It was an important job!
And his Owner even let him go out to fetch things for him from the Post Office and other places. He was even allowed this time to exercise on his own recognizance.
Aaron sprayed water liberally into his mouth as he sped across the bridge. He was happy.
The text and the character Aaron are copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
Story update for Aaron in “Run for your life.”
Posted 7 years agoI have updated the picture “Run for your life” with a short story bit:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27074854/
Here it is as well:
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Every muscle burned with an aching, near crippling fire. Every breath was a labor through a scorched throat and into rapidly palpating lungs. His heart was beating itself to near destruction. He still did not dare to slacken his pace or look back into the impenetrable shadows behind him. He could hear its footfalls in pursuit of him, he could feel its breath on the back of his neck. Only the fact that he had been running for so long that he was dehydrated prevented him from pissing himself out of fear of the thing catching him. He ran and ran and was feverish from running. His brain wanted to leap out from behind his eyes and he could feel his joints begin to crack and give under the strain. Whenever it seemed like he might fall over, collapse or slacken his pace he could hear the Thing right on him, he could feel its breath and picture its teeth and claws rending open his bowels and tearing him apart. So he ran into the darkness of the night, ran until his body cramped and his legs refused to work, but just as that happened, The FEAR gripped every atom of him again and he kept running.
****
The rat slave’s bare feet pounded on the treadmill’s traction enhanced surface again and again. He was moving along at a pretty good pace, the breathing apparatus and other instruments attached to him bounced and swayed with his movements. The breathing mask over his snout was occasionally filled with a glowing pink gas in addition to the oxygen mixture feeding his lungs.
Shadowy figures looked over readouts of brainwaves, heart rhythm and other bodily functions. Even though the body’s movements were perfectly coordinated and steadily maintained, the mind of the rat was not here in the room. It’s brain was there in the skull, all wired up and being pumped with various chemicals, but the mind of the rat was in a dark, dark place living in utter mind shattering terror.
“Once we have properly trained the body, we concentrate on making the mind utterly command oriented. All the Owner has to do is say the right word and the slave is brought back to this mental state. It can be coupled with the bodily action or not, as desired by the owner. In this case the owner wants to have this slave provide power for them.”
All text is copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27074854/
Here it is as well:
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Every muscle burned with an aching, near crippling fire. Every breath was a labor through a scorched throat and into rapidly palpating lungs. His heart was beating itself to near destruction. He still did not dare to slacken his pace or look back into the impenetrable shadows behind him. He could hear its footfalls in pursuit of him, he could feel its breath on the back of his neck. Only the fact that he had been running for so long that he was dehydrated prevented him from pissing himself out of fear of the thing catching him. He ran and ran and was feverish from running. His brain wanted to leap out from behind his eyes and he could feel his joints begin to crack and give under the strain. Whenever it seemed like he might fall over, collapse or slacken his pace he could hear the Thing right on him, he could feel its breath and picture its teeth and claws rending open his bowels and tearing him apart. So he ran into the darkness of the night, ran until his body cramped and his legs refused to work, but just as that happened, The FEAR gripped every atom of him again and he kept running.
****
The rat slave’s bare feet pounded on the treadmill’s traction enhanced surface again and again. He was moving along at a pretty good pace, the breathing apparatus and other instruments attached to him bounced and swayed with his movements. The breathing mask over his snout was occasionally filled with a glowing pink gas in addition to the oxygen mixture feeding his lungs.
Shadowy figures looked over readouts of brainwaves, heart rhythm and other bodily functions. Even though the body’s movements were perfectly coordinated and steadily maintained, the mind of the rat was not here in the room. It’s brain was there in the skull, all wired up and being pumped with various chemicals, but the mind of the rat was in a dark, dark place living in utter mind shattering terror.
“Once we have properly trained the body, we concentrate on making the mind utterly command oriented. All the Owner has to do is say the right word and the slave is brought back to this mental state. It can be coupled with the bodily action or not, as desired by the owner. In this case the owner wants to have this slave provide power for them.”
All text is copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
Story update to “Slave Unit Program Complete”
Posted 7 years agoI’ve added a story bit to the picture here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26724970/
Here it is here as well.
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“When we get the raw material from its previous owners or from markets ourselves we need to make sure that it is capable of living up to our standards. “
Video of a beaten and bloodied rat, naked, emaciated, filthy and in chains comes onto the screen. He is trembling with fear as two lizards in medical looking coveralls take him from a small wooden crate and lift him up onto an examining table. They do a cursory inspection, remove the chains and step back from the table. A mechanical arm drops down into view and grabs the rat around the throat. A close up shows several needles entering his neck as this happens. The rat feebly reaches up with his arms and twists a couple of times on the table but in a short while he is still.
“The initial dosage of the “V chemical” and our own proprietary sedative and hypnotic drugs renders the raw material utterly pliant and keeps them in a state of dreamless sleep until we administer a higher dosage or the counter drug. In this initial state the raw material is cleaned, examined and tested by the medical AI.”
Video image changes to a scene where the mechanical arm carries the rat by the neck into a room where it is dunked repeatedly into a tank of soap filled water and it is cleaned by high pressure water jets. Once cleaned the wet, dripping rat is carried over to an area where all of its limbs are grabbed by other arms and its arms, legs and tail are pulled apart to their limits. Hoses snake out like tentacles from the machinery below and behind the rat. One rams itself into the rat’s mouth, pushing down and down, a bulge in the rat’s throat showing the tube’s path to his stomach. Another, larger one rams itself up the rat’s asshole, pushing all the way up to enter his lower large intestines. Mechanical arms grab the rat’s sheath and balls and a metal cage is enclosed about them, locking them up tight. A hose snakes it’s way to the end of the metal enclosure and attaches itself there. A close up internal shot shows two catheters penetrating the rat’s urethra, one going all the way up into the bladder, the other going all the way up into the prostate.
The scene zooms back out to see the rat held up in a network of tubes, mechanical arms and electronic read outs.
“Once the raw material is set up the AI system tests its physical limits and runs a complete diagnostic on the health and viability of it. If it passes muster we determine just what sort of role it is suited for and the brain is erased and the appropriate programming set in place for it to fullfull that role. If it is deemed unfit or otherwise unsuitable for some purpose, we process it for experimental use or it is sold to various food markets.”
While that was being said the screen showed video of the rat’s eyes being covered by a glowing visor and his ears stuffed with plugs. A kaleidoscope of colors ran on the visor.
“Once the basic programming for service is complete we also offer higher grades of programming to ensure greater and more certain control over the end product. It all depends on what you want from your slave. We offer packages where the loyalty is so complete they will willingly lay down their lives for their owners. For some owners we also offer obedience reinforced by abject fear and terror, if that is their desire.”
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All text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
Story update to “Hard, but can’t cum”
Posted 7 years agoI’ve updated the picture “Hard, but can’t cum.” with a story bit.
I’ll post it here as well.
Here is the picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27026641/
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The music made the atmosphere of the club pulse with an intense vitality. There had already been several performances on the main stage, slaves in various stages of their training put through their paces before the crowd of Masters and potential purchasers of all sorts.
Slave A692357, who had once been a rat named Aaron, was lead onto the stage initially blind folded gagged and in the chastity that had locked away his cock for many long and uncountable months. He was walked to the front of the stage.
“Slave!”
At the shout, A692357 stood bolt upright and at attention.
“You blindfold will be removed, but you are not allowed to see. If you see anything you will be punished. Your gag will be removed but you are not allowed to make noises. If you make a sound, you will be punished. Your eyes belong to your Master, your tongue and throat belong to your Master, you can only use them when Master allows you to.”
The rat’s blindfold and gag we’re removed and he was moved under a spotlight on the stage. Another slave came forward with a handful of throwing darts and stood under another spotlight a couple of meters from the Rat.
“Notice on your screens that slave A692357’s eyes are open.” A clinical sounding voice said over headsets worn by some of the Masters and Purchasers on the balcony over the crowded floor of the club.
At a signal from offstage the slave with the darts threw one at A692357. It struck him in the chest, but did not draw any blood. The dulled dart did not stick, but it did hit hard and fell away after striking. This was repeated a couple more times.
“Notice how the slave does not flinch at all at the incoming dart, nor does he make a sound when it strikes home. He is obviously in pain afterward as you can see, but he does not make a sound. Our methods of conditioning are the most thorough in the industry.”
After throwing the darts, the second slave gathered them up from the stage floor and took them into the darkness off stage. It returned in a short while brandishing a key and a huge vibrator.
“Slave!” The voice on the PA shouted again.
A692357 stood ridged again.
“As a reward for your performance you will be allowed to have an erection. You are to stay hard until we say to stop, but you have not yet earned the benefit of having an orgasm. You are not to cum. You are to remain hard, but you are not to cum. If you cum there will be severe punishment.”
The slave with the vibrator and the key stepped up to A692357 and unlocked and removed his chastity cage. This was placed in a pouch around the slave’s waist. A692357’s shriveled sheath was wet with precum and only the tiniest bit of cock was poking out. The slave with the vibrator turned it on and played it over A692357’s sheath and balls and the small budding of cock. Using that vibrator, the rat’s cock was coaxed fully out and soon it was at it full hard, pink length.
Aaron was pushed up onto a chair so that his ass was visible to the crowd and his cock was pulled back through his legs to ridgedly poke out from under his ass. The other slave coated the vibrator with lube and forced it into the rat’s anus, lodging it deeply inside. The speed of the vibrator was increased and even though the Rat’s cock pulsed and vibrated, only precum bubbled up out of it.
A number of other tests were performed, including the Rat’s ass getting used by several members of the crowd. By the end of it, the oozing of precum had greatly increased, but there was no orgasm after a good long time and the voice commanded A692357 to lose his erection and his cock went limp and was quickly caged up again.
Blindfolded and gagged again, A692357 was lead off the stage.
“We would like to thank you for considering our products and services.”
Text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
I’ll post it here as well.
Here is the picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27026641/
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The music made the atmosphere of the club pulse with an intense vitality. There had already been several performances on the main stage, slaves in various stages of their training put through their paces before the crowd of Masters and potential purchasers of all sorts.
Slave A692357, who had once been a rat named Aaron, was lead onto the stage initially blind folded gagged and in the chastity that had locked away his cock for many long and uncountable months. He was walked to the front of the stage.
“Slave!”
At the shout, A692357 stood bolt upright and at attention.
“You blindfold will be removed, but you are not allowed to see. If you see anything you will be punished. Your gag will be removed but you are not allowed to make noises. If you make a sound, you will be punished. Your eyes belong to your Master, your tongue and throat belong to your Master, you can only use them when Master allows you to.”
The rat’s blindfold and gag we’re removed and he was moved under a spotlight on the stage. Another slave came forward with a handful of throwing darts and stood under another spotlight a couple of meters from the Rat.
“Notice on your screens that slave A692357’s eyes are open.” A clinical sounding voice said over headsets worn by some of the Masters and Purchasers on the balcony over the crowded floor of the club.
At a signal from offstage the slave with the darts threw one at A692357. It struck him in the chest, but did not draw any blood. The dulled dart did not stick, but it did hit hard and fell away after striking. This was repeated a couple more times.
“Notice how the slave does not flinch at all at the incoming dart, nor does he make a sound when it strikes home. He is obviously in pain afterward as you can see, but he does not make a sound. Our methods of conditioning are the most thorough in the industry.”
After throwing the darts, the second slave gathered them up from the stage floor and took them into the darkness off stage. It returned in a short while brandishing a key and a huge vibrator.
“Slave!” The voice on the PA shouted again.
A692357 stood ridged again.
“As a reward for your performance you will be allowed to have an erection. You are to stay hard until we say to stop, but you have not yet earned the benefit of having an orgasm. You are not to cum. You are to remain hard, but you are not to cum. If you cum there will be severe punishment.”
The slave with the vibrator and the key stepped up to A692357 and unlocked and removed his chastity cage. This was placed in a pouch around the slave’s waist. A692357’s shriveled sheath was wet with precum and only the tiniest bit of cock was poking out. The slave with the vibrator turned it on and played it over A692357’s sheath and balls and the small budding of cock. Using that vibrator, the rat’s cock was coaxed fully out and soon it was at it full hard, pink length.
Aaron was pushed up onto a chair so that his ass was visible to the crowd and his cock was pulled back through his legs to ridgedly poke out from under his ass. The other slave coated the vibrator with lube and forced it into the rat’s anus, lodging it deeply inside. The speed of the vibrator was increased and even though the Rat’s cock pulsed and vibrated, only precum bubbled up out of it.
A number of other tests were performed, including the Rat’s ass getting used by several members of the crowd. By the end of it, the oozing of precum had greatly increased, but there was no orgasm after a good long time and the voice commanded A692357 to lose his erection and his cock went limp and was quickly caged up again.
Blindfolded and gagged again, A692357 was lead off the stage.
“We would like to thank you for considering our products and services.”
Text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
Story update to “A New Purpose.” By Divra
Posted 7 years agoHey,
I’ve added a story bit to the picture “A new Purpose” by Divra
Visit it here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26738684/
I’ve also reproduced it here:
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Meat unit A692357 was laid out flat on a hard shell of plastic, staring vacantly toward the clear top of the box it had been sealed into weeks before at the end of his initial processing. It’s thin, small wrists and ankles had been stapled to the plastic shell that supported its spare, ratty frame. The box that held it was filled with a preservative gas that would keep it fresh and without need of maintenance for many months. If enough time passed for it to expire then it would be sent over to recycling and likely end up on some one’s dinner plate.
For the time being, though, it was shelved next to other meat units in the ‘versatility’ aisle. It was advertised as having many programable modes, being able to serve as anything from a masturbation aid to a personal hygene device.
Meat unit A692357 was purchased only a few weeks after its ‘manufacture’ and if it had had anything resembling a mind left anymore after that process it would have been happy to learn that it was not going to end up as some Dragon’s dinner entertainment.
It’s blank, glassy eyes blinked automatically as the lid was removed from the box and it was lifted out. Snips clipped its limbs free from the plastic backing and the rat was set down on the floor of a nearly empty room. A692357 started to breath again and its body shook a bit.
The room had a tv monitor on a swing arm low to the floor and a series of geared mechanisms in the floor into which fed thin ropes with various attachments on them.
Large, scaled hands grabbed the rodent meat unit by the scruff of the neck and lifted it up. The A692357 came preequiped with a stainless steel chastity cage that was welded in place around its genitalia. The penis housing also featured numerous internal metal spikes to further discourage any erections. In addition to the chastity device a ring had been firmly embedded into its nose. This the scaled hands pulled at vigorously, even holding the rat up by only it for a few minutes. After this and the rest of the Rat was thoroughly inspected, it was carried over to a basin of cold water and drenched several times.
Meat Unit A692357 was taken back to where it had originally been unpacked and was set down by the gears in the floor. A latch was used to attach one of the ropes to the ring in its nose and the mechanism it was a part of pulled the rat down by the nose until it almost touched the floor. Manacles were placed on all of its limbs, locking them all together. The shock collar on its neck was turned on and his tail was hooked to a rope leading to the ceiling. This was winched up until his ass was fully exposed. Scaled hands then produced a very large egg shaped anal insertion device that appeared to be self lubricating. This was rammed right up into the rat’s anus, nearly tearing it as it entered and seated itself inside him. The rat was then forced into a sitting position on the base of the egg plug.
The TV Monitor was swung into position in front of meat unit A692357’s eyes and turned on as it was left alone in the room. Preprogrammed music played from the disk it’s new Owner had inserted into the video device as images and colors and hypnotic sounds played into the meat unit’s already preset mind.
Drool ran down out of A692357’s slack mouth.
“You are an incubator unit. You exist to serve the egg inside you. You are the egg’s warm sleeve, its cushion and its protector. You exist to serve the egg. You exist to warm and protect the egg. You are an incubator. You are an incubator unit....”
As the images and impulses entered his mind, the egg anal plug would grow warm and vibrate. It would grow and go through cycles of heat and growth and vibration. The Incunator Unit’s shock collar would add light stimulation to the pleasure centers of its brain during the course or its training.
If this unit was lucky it might help with the raising of several broods. If it was very lucky a particularly strong young dragon would burst out and it would be that young one’s first meal.
All text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
I’ve added a story bit to the picture “A new Purpose” by Divra
Visit it here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26738684/
I’ve also reproduced it here:
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Meat unit A692357 was laid out flat on a hard shell of plastic, staring vacantly toward the clear top of the box it had been sealed into weeks before at the end of his initial processing. It’s thin, small wrists and ankles had been stapled to the plastic shell that supported its spare, ratty frame. The box that held it was filled with a preservative gas that would keep it fresh and without need of maintenance for many months. If enough time passed for it to expire then it would be sent over to recycling and likely end up on some one’s dinner plate.
For the time being, though, it was shelved next to other meat units in the ‘versatility’ aisle. It was advertised as having many programable modes, being able to serve as anything from a masturbation aid to a personal hygene device.
Meat unit A692357 was purchased only a few weeks after its ‘manufacture’ and if it had had anything resembling a mind left anymore after that process it would have been happy to learn that it was not going to end up as some Dragon’s dinner entertainment.
It’s blank, glassy eyes blinked automatically as the lid was removed from the box and it was lifted out. Snips clipped its limbs free from the plastic backing and the rat was set down on the floor of a nearly empty room. A692357 started to breath again and its body shook a bit.
The room had a tv monitor on a swing arm low to the floor and a series of geared mechanisms in the floor into which fed thin ropes with various attachments on them.
Large, scaled hands grabbed the rodent meat unit by the scruff of the neck and lifted it up. The A692357 came preequiped with a stainless steel chastity cage that was welded in place around its genitalia. The penis housing also featured numerous internal metal spikes to further discourage any erections. In addition to the chastity device a ring had been firmly embedded into its nose. This the scaled hands pulled at vigorously, even holding the rat up by only it for a few minutes. After this and the rest of the Rat was thoroughly inspected, it was carried over to a basin of cold water and drenched several times.
Meat Unit A692357 was taken back to where it had originally been unpacked and was set down by the gears in the floor. A latch was used to attach one of the ropes to the ring in its nose and the mechanism it was a part of pulled the rat down by the nose until it almost touched the floor. Manacles were placed on all of its limbs, locking them all together. The shock collar on its neck was turned on and his tail was hooked to a rope leading to the ceiling. This was winched up until his ass was fully exposed. Scaled hands then produced a very large egg shaped anal insertion device that appeared to be self lubricating. This was rammed right up into the rat’s anus, nearly tearing it as it entered and seated itself inside him. The rat was then forced into a sitting position on the base of the egg plug.
The TV Monitor was swung into position in front of meat unit A692357’s eyes and turned on as it was left alone in the room. Preprogrammed music played from the disk it’s new Owner had inserted into the video device as images and colors and hypnotic sounds played into the meat unit’s already preset mind.
Drool ran down out of A692357’s slack mouth.
“You are an incubator unit. You exist to serve the egg inside you. You are the egg’s warm sleeve, its cushion and its protector. You exist to serve the egg. You exist to warm and protect the egg. You are an incubator. You are an incubator unit....”
As the images and impulses entered his mind, the egg anal plug would grow warm and vibrate. It would grow and go through cycles of heat and growth and vibration. The Incunator Unit’s shock collar would add light stimulation to the pleasure centers of its brain during the course or its training.
If this unit was lucky it might help with the raising of several broods. If it was very lucky a particularly strong young dragon would burst out and it would be that young one’s first meal.
All text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
Story update to “Messy Slave”
Posted 7 years agoI’ve updated the “Messy Slave” picture with a bit of story:
“Messy Slave”: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26567640/
The character “Aaron” aka “A692357” is copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
I’ll put it here as well.
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The toy A692357 was disconnected from its anti-theft weight and commanded to follow and obey one of its owner’s patrons. The toy stiffly stood upright. Its arms and legs moved in a twitchy, slow manner like they were part of a clockwork wind up doll. The leash attached to its collar was yanked and it responded by mechanically walking after its new controller. It was lead into one of the private rooms by the patron and two other guests. Once inside the bedroom it was led to a spot next to the bed and commanded to halt. The first patron undid the leash while the other came up behind the toy and stuck their fingers into its cumhole. The flesh of the toy’s ass responded, automatically clenching around the fingers as they withdrew.
“Its still responsive.”
“Good”
The first patron returned from hanging up the leash and placed their hands on the toy’s shoulders and pushed it down a bit. The toy responded by automatically squating, its arms simultaneously lifting up in front their elbows bent and hands dangling.
Once its head was level to his dick, he stopped pushing down on the toy. Already naked, he rubbed his lengthening and newly leaking cock with one hand. With the other he forced open the toy’s mouth.
As the first patron inserted his cock into the toy, the second one rubbed his own cock until the precum flowed freely and while the first one came deep inside the toy’s throat, the second patron burst copiously onto the toy’s furry back.
Over the course of the next few hours the two males left their seed in every orifice of the toy and lathered its fur in copious amounts of it as well. The first patron unloaded himself into the toy’s face many times and the other had squated in behind the toy and filled its cumhole with his enormous member. Toward the end of the night, when the toy was thoroughly saturated with cum, the first Patron retrieved some thing from atop one of the nearby dressers. The silver chain he held had a key dangling from it. He held this key in front of the toy’s lifeless eyes for a moment.
“We’re going to drink you dry little toy.”
The second Patron took the key from the first and they both knelt in front of the semen slathered toy. They unlocked the steel chastity device that had held the toy’s male member in place for around two and a half years. The pointed, tapered Rat cock instantly pushed out to total rigidity, the light flow of precum increased to a near constant flow of the stuff as first one and then the other Patron licked and sucked at it. A spasm rippled through the toy and it’s tail went ridged.
Hot, thick cum burst out. A692357’s horn hard and ridged cock pulsed up and down as thick jets of cum erupted forth. The Patrons greedily lapped up this cum as it shot out onto them and the floor of the bedroom.
Somewhere inside the dulled, emptied and thoughtless remnant of a brain that remained in the toy's head a spark of orgasm fired primal spinal cord memories.
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Text copyright by Djt’Heutii.
“Messy Slave”: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26567640/
The character “Aaron” aka “A692357” is copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
I’ll put it here as well.
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The toy A692357 was disconnected from its anti-theft weight and commanded to follow and obey one of its owner’s patrons. The toy stiffly stood upright. Its arms and legs moved in a twitchy, slow manner like they were part of a clockwork wind up doll. The leash attached to its collar was yanked and it responded by mechanically walking after its new controller. It was lead into one of the private rooms by the patron and two other guests. Once inside the bedroom it was led to a spot next to the bed and commanded to halt. The first patron undid the leash while the other came up behind the toy and stuck their fingers into its cumhole. The flesh of the toy’s ass responded, automatically clenching around the fingers as they withdrew.
“Its still responsive.”
“Good”
The first patron returned from hanging up the leash and placed their hands on the toy’s shoulders and pushed it down a bit. The toy responded by automatically squating, its arms simultaneously lifting up in front their elbows bent and hands dangling.
Once its head was level to his dick, he stopped pushing down on the toy. Already naked, he rubbed his lengthening and newly leaking cock with one hand. With the other he forced open the toy’s mouth.
As the first patron inserted his cock into the toy, the second one rubbed his own cock until the precum flowed freely and while the first one came deep inside the toy’s throat, the second patron burst copiously onto the toy’s furry back.
Over the course of the next few hours the two males left their seed in every orifice of the toy and lathered its fur in copious amounts of it as well. The first patron unloaded himself into the toy’s face many times and the other had squated in behind the toy and filled its cumhole with his enormous member. Toward the end of the night, when the toy was thoroughly saturated with cum, the first Patron retrieved some thing from atop one of the nearby dressers. The silver chain he held had a key dangling from it. He held this key in front of the toy’s lifeless eyes for a moment.
“We’re going to drink you dry little toy.”
The second Patron took the key from the first and they both knelt in front of the semen slathered toy. They unlocked the steel chastity device that had held the toy’s male member in place for around two and a half years. The pointed, tapered Rat cock instantly pushed out to total rigidity, the light flow of precum increased to a near constant flow of the stuff as first one and then the other Patron licked and sucked at it. A spasm rippled through the toy and it’s tail went ridged.
Hot, thick cum burst out. A692357’s horn hard and ridged cock pulsed up and down as thick jets of cum erupted forth. The Patrons greedily lapped up this cum as it shot out onto them and the floor of the bedroom.
Somewhere inside the dulled, emptied and thoughtless remnant of a brain that remained in the toy's head a spark of orgasm fired primal spinal cord memories.
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Text copyright by Djt’Heutii.
Wrapped up tight update
Posted 7 years agoHi, I’ve updated the “Wrapped up tight” picture with a short story bit: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26425612/
I’ll also reproduce it here:
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Aaron’s breath was slow and labored. The tight constriction around his neck and jaw had forced his tongue up and out the ring gag so that he could get little air through his mouth. What little was getting in was through his nostrils which felt like they were being held open by staples driven into his snout.
He was in utter darkness, his sight completely blotted out by the mask. The mask and the blindfold built into it were so tightly strapped down that he could feel his bones straining and every heartbeat was an pounding pulse of overwhelming intensity. He could only hear the internal noises of his gut, the wheezing of his stressed lungs and the relentless thump of his heart. The mask fully enclosed his ears, not just with rubber coverings, but with inserts that filled his ear canals right up to his ear drums.
He could feel drool constantly filling and then dribbling out over his tongue. His jaws were held open rigidly by the ring gag in the mask. Even though his tongue and teeth mostly filled up the the opening, he could still taste the cum of several different cocks that had been forced past them.
Below the tightly constricting collar around his neck, the rat’s body had been encased in a extremely tight covering of rubber that bound him completely. His arms were wrenched and lashed together behind him and utterly unable to move even a millimeter. His torso was compressed by straps that pulled in his already very thin belly and held his chest so tightly that they kept his breathing shallow, preventing his chest from expanding very far. Any tighter and he would have suffocated eventually. His legs had been bent under him and also strapped together, preventing him from moving them at all, like his arms. His sheath had been locked into a steel chastity cage that compressed him and bound closely to his cock, keeping it from erecting at all. The metal ring that ran around his balls to keep the device in place was very close to being tight enough to castrate him. The suit also had a wide rubber tube that had been slipped up into his anus and pushed deeply into his bowels.
The only areas not separated from the outside by the thick skin of rubber were his nipples. Hot new piercings had been thrust into them and he could feel every current of air around him as they throbbed with hot pain.
His mind focused on the few sensations he had and as time passed he clung more and more to them. His sensation of time, his ability to order his thoughts, to have anything left of a coherent self all struggled to hold onto these sensations as anchors keeping him alive and aware. A long time passed, though, and apart from the novelty of new cocks forced into his mouth and rubbery anus, it became impossible to hang onto such nothing concepts as a mind or self.
Text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii
I’ll also reproduce it here:
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Aaron’s breath was slow and labored. The tight constriction around his neck and jaw had forced his tongue up and out the ring gag so that he could get little air through his mouth. What little was getting in was through his nostrils which felt like they were being held open by staples driven into his snout.
He was in utter darkness, his sight completely blotted out by the mask. The mask and the blindfold built into it were so tightly strapped down that he could feel his bones straining and every heartbeat was an pounding pulse of overwhelming intensity. He could only hear the internal noises of his gut, the wheezing of his stressed lungs and the relentless thump of his heart. The mask fully enclosed his ears, not just with rubber coverings, but with inserts that filled his ear canals right up to his ear drums.
He could feel drool constantly filling and then dribbling out over his tongue. His jaws were held open rigidly by the ring gag in the mask. Even though his tongue and teeth mostly filled up the the opening, he could still taste the cum of several different cocks that had been forced past them.
Below the tightly constricting collar around his neck, the rat’s body had been encased in a extremely tight covering of rubber that bound him completely. His arms were wrenched and lashed together behind him and utterly unable to move even a millimeter. His torso was compressed by straps that pulled in his already very thin belly and held his chest so tightly that they kept his breathing shallow, preventing his chest from expanding very far. Any tighter and he would have suffocated eventually. His legs had been bent under him and also strapped together, preventing him from moving them at all, like his arms. His sheath had been locked into a steel chastity cage that compressed him and bound closely to his cock, keeping it from erecting at all. The metal ring that ran around his balls to keep the device in place was very close to being tight enough to castrate him. The suit also had a wide rubber tube that had been slipped up into his anus and pushed deeply into his bowels.
The only areas not separated from the outside by the thick skin of rubber were his nipples. Hot new piercings had been thrust into them and he could feel every current of air around him as they throbbed with hot pain.
His mind focused on the few sensations he had and as time passed he clung more and more to them. His sensation of time, his ability to order his thoughts, to have anything left of a coherent self all struggled to hold onto these sensations as anchors keeping him alive and aware. A long time passed, though, and apart from the novelty of new cocks forced into his mouth and rubbery anus, it became impossible to hang onto such nothing concepts as a mind or self.
Text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii
“Marked as a slave” story update (violent content)
Posted 7 years agoHey, I’ve updated the “Marked as a slave” picture with a story bit. I’ll post it here as well.
Please note that there is violence and nonconsensual content in the story.
Here is the picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26101639/
Story:
Aaron’s life as a slave began in brutality and degradation.
The story below contains violent and nonconsensual elements such as murder, assault and sexual themes.
This piece was done by the wonderful Kuurnas: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/kuurnas/
Visit it in their gallery as well: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26098129/
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Aaron wept, the tears stinging his blackened eye. His sensory world was distorted with the smell of blood, the pain of his battered body, the loud shouting and music in the club where he and other captives were on display. He could hardly see or hear and the chains cut into his ankles and wrists. The tight metal collar around his neck was chained to a metal loop bolted to a stage stained by blood and other bodily fluids. Kneeling in the filth and waiting his own turn on the block, Aaron tried to put out of his mind the horrors of the last few weeks. A pleading moan came into his mind along with the vision of a bloody face. Fuck....no....leave me alone. Aaron chokes as he remembers pulling the trigger and shame and regret would have made him vomit if he had anything to bring up.
Theo has said it would all be easy. His dealer was an idiot and Theo was sure he had incriminating evidence in the organizations computer system.
Aaron’s head pounded, his battered ribs creaked as he tried to breath past the collar. The greatest pain, though was the device they had clamped and pierced onto his cock. After his last escape attempt and the gangsters had beaten him again, they used a sharp toothed forceps to pull his flaccid cock from his sheath and they screwed onto and into it a steel cage to keep it stretched, pierced and exposed. Before coming onto the stage they had hit it with a hammer, the pain causing him to fall to the floor and cough up the last remnants of the gruel he had been forced to swallow for his only meal today.
Getting into the computer had been deceptively easy and Theo had embraced Aaron, telling him he loved him. The records they got would give Theo the chance to bargain for clearing his debts with these criminals. They pulled over in a park on their way home and had sloppy sex in the parking lot. He loved Theo so much.
A rough hand grasped his throat and pulled at the collar. Aaron squinted up through his bruised and puffy eyes at the large canine that unhooked his chain from the floor. The slave handler yanked the chain up, wrapping it around his fist until it was very close to Aaron’s collar. The large and muscled wolf pulled up harshly on the chain, lifting the small, thin and beaten rat to his feet.
The gangsters shot Theo in the leg as soon as the pair walked into their apartment. Before Aaron could register what was happening he felt a tightness around his throat and as he was choked out he watched Theo writhe in agony on the floor.
The harsh lights on the stage made it impossible for Aaron to see much more than shadows in the darkness of the club that extended out beyond its edge. The wolf jerked Aaron up and thrust him forward into the lights. A lizard of some kind was describing the merchandise to the crowd before the auction. Earlier a number of potential purchasers had poked and prodded him and the other captives before they had been brought out onto the stage. Several had noticed his fresh beating, but the Handler has assured them there were no broken bones.
The next thing Aaron could remember was the pain that woke him as a fist punched him in the balls. He could see only three shadowy figures just outside the bright light that illuminated, but also bleached out the broken form or Theo tied to a chair across from him. Theo was covered in cuts and blood ran through his dark fur. It took a moment to realize that he was still breathing.
“A fine bit of ass and good for domestic tasks...”’the autioneer’s voice penetrated Aaron’s feverish memories of the previous few weeks.
How long they tortured him before they put a shotgun against his head and a pistol in his hand he could not recall. He could remember Theo’s smashed and toothless face as they pulled the hammer back on the pistol. Aaron wept and blubbered protestations as the pushed the shotgun harder against his head. Theo’s remaining eye pleaded with him.
The bang of the gavel broke Aaron and he would have screamed if the collar had not been so tight.
“Sold! Lot A692357! To the Dragon in the balcony!”
Text and characters all copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
Please note that there is violence and nonconsensual content in the story.
Here is the picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26101639/
Story:
Aaron’s life as a slave began in brutality and degradation.
The story below contains violent and nonconsensual elements such as murder, assault and sexual themes.
This piece was done by the wonderful Kuurnas: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/kuurnas/
Visit it in their gallery as well: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26098129/
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Aaron wept, the tears stinging his blackened eye. His sensory world was distorted with the smell of blood, the pain of his battered body, the loud shouting and music in the club where he and other captives were on display. He could hardly see or hear and the chains cut into his ankles and wrists. The tight metal collar around his neck was chained to a metal loop bolted to a stage stained by blood and other bodily fluids. Kneeling in the filth and waiting his own turn on the block, Aaron tried to put out of his mind the horrors of the last few weeks. A pleading moan came into his mind along with the vision of a bloody face. Fuck....no....leave me alone. Aaron chokes as he remembers pulling the trigger and shame and regret would have made him vomit if he had anything to bring up.
Theo has said it would all be easy. His dealer was an idiot and Theo was sure he had incriminating evidence in the organizations computer system.
Aaron’s head pounded, his battered ribs creaked as he tried to breath past the collar. The greatest pain, though was the device they had clamped and pierced onto his cock. After his last escape attempt and the gangsters had beaten him again, they used a sharp toothed forceps to pull his flaccid cock from his sheath and they screwed onto and into it a steel cage to keep it stretched, pierced and exposed. Before coming onto the stage they had hit it with a hammer, the pain causing him to fall to the floor and cough up the last remnants of the gruel he had been forced to swallow for his only meal today.
Getting into the computer had been deceptively easy and Theo had embraced Aaron, telling him he loved him. The records they got would give Theo the chance to bargain for clearing his debts with these criminals. They pulled over in a park on their way home and had sloppy sex in the parking lot. He loved Theo so much.
A rough hand grasped his throat and pulled at the collar. Aaron squinted up through his bruised and puffy eyes at the large canine that unhooked his chain from the floor. The slave handler yanked the chain up, wrapping it around his fist until it was very close to Aaron’s collar. The large and muscled wolf pulled up harshly on the chain, lifting the small, thin and beaten rat to his feet.
The gangsters shot Theo in the leg as soon as the pair walked into their apartment. Before Aaron could register what was happening he felt a tightness around his throat and as he was choked out he watched Theo writhe in agony on the floor.
The harsh lights on the stage made it impossible for Aaron to see much more than shadows in the darkness of the club that extended out beyond its edge. The wolf jerked Aaron up and thrust him forward into the lights. A lizard of some kind was describing the merchandise to the crowd before the auction. Earlier a number of potential purchasers had poked and prodded him and the other captives before they had been brought out onto the stage. Several had noticed his fresh beating, but the Handler has assured them there were no broken bones.
The next thing Aaron could remember was the pain that woke him as a fist punched him in the balls. He could see only three shadowy figures just outside the bright light that illuminated, but also bleached out the broken form or Theo tied to a chair across from him. Theo was covered in cuts and blood ran through his dark fur. It took a moment to realize that he was still breathing.
“A fine bit of ass and good for domestic tasks...”’the autioneer’s voice penetrated Aaron’s feverish memories of the previous few weeks.
How long they tortured him before they put a shotgun against his head and a pistol in his hand he could not recall. He could remember Theo’s smashed and toothless face as they pulled the hammer back on the pistol. Aaron wept and blubbered protestations as the pushed the shotgun harder against his head. Theo’s remaining eye pleaded with him.
The bang of the gavel broke Aaron and he would have screamed if the collar had not been so tight.
“Sold! Lot A692357! To the Dragon in the balcony!”
Text and characters all copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
State of Total Bliss story update
Posted 7 years agoHello,
I’ve updated the “State of Total Bliss” submission with a small story bit. I’ll post a copy here as well.
“State of Total Bliss:” http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26046822/
A692357 stared blankly into space, it’s face dominated by a broad smile of utterly slack jawed mindless joy. It’s pierced tongue hung loosely from it’s open mouth, drool dripping from it onto the tiled flooring. It had been bent way over and it’s wrist manacles attached to a heavy weight. It presented its already cum lubricated ass prominently as a patron entered the room. A692357’s legs had been spread widely apart and held that way by a steel spreader bar attached to the manacles on his ankles. It lifted its tail high and waggled it, the metal cuff on its base shining in the soft light of the pleasure chamber.
The patron grabbed the rat toy’s ass and ran their paws through the fur. A moan emitted from A692357’s throat, a distant moan, almost like something produced by a doll’s voice box. The happy expression on its face did not change or waver and its empty black eyes shined like the button eyes of a doll, with no sign of anything going on behind them.
The patron ran his paws up and down the toy’s back, leaning himself against it and rubbing A692357’s slick shiny, rubber arm sleeves. The toy responded by bracing up under the weight of the patron, giving them support. The patron’s cock was large and erect and already flowing with precum. He brought it up against the toy’s balls, shoving it past them and along the steel cage that held the toy’s own cock firmly in place, preventing all response from it. Spreading precum along the cage, the patron pushed his hard cock up along the toy’s ass but only teased its dripping anus. Pulling himself up close against A692357’s ass, bringing his legs against the toy’s legs. A dribble of precum oozed from the slit in the Rat toy’s chastity cage.
After teasing the toy’s tight hole for a bit, the patron rammed his cock deep inside it. Balls slapped against balls as the patron repeatedly rammed his member home. Soon, hot cum began to fill A692357’s insides and the patron pulled out, shooting ribbons of cum down onto the Rat toy’s back. Once finished with the toy, the patron slapped its ass and made his way back to the main party.
Cum oozed out of A692357’s anus and dried into the fur of its ass and back. Still, the only expression on its face was that same slack jawed smile and it’s empty, inanimate eyes. When it felt the presence of another patron in the room, it automatically moved its ass and positioned itself for usage like a flower turning to follow the sun.
It had its place, it had its purpose, it had no need for thoughts, a will or a mind any more at all.
Text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
I’ve updated the “State of Total Bliss” submission with a small story bit. I’ll post a copy here as well.
“State of Total Bliss:” http://www.furaffinity.net/view/26046822/
A692357 stared blankly into space, it’s face dominated by a broad smile of utterly slack jawed mindless joy. It’s pierced tongue hung loosely from it’s open mouth, drool dripping from it onto the tiled flooring. It had been bent way over and it’s wrist manacles attached to a heavy weight. It presented its already cum lubricated ass prominently as a patron entered the room. A692357’s legs had been spread widely apart and held that way by a steel spreader bar attached to the manacles on his ankles. It lifted its tail high and waggled it, the metal cuff on its base shining in the soft light of the pleasure chamber.
The patron grabbed the rat toy’s ass and ran their paws through the fur. A moan emitted from A692357’s throat, a distant moan, almost like something produced by a doll’s voice box. The happy expression on its face did not change or waver and its empty black eyes shined like the button eyes of a doll, with no sign of anything going on behind them.
The patron ran his paws up and down the toy’s back, leaning himself against it and rubbing A692357’s slick shiny, rubber arm sleeves. The toy responded by bracing up under the weight of the patron, giving them support. The patron’s cock was large and erect and already flowing with precum. He brought it up against the toy’s balls, shoving it past them and along the steel cage that held the toy’s own cock firmly in place, preventing all response from it. Spreading precum along the cage, the patron pushed his hard cock up along the toy’s ass but only teased its dripping anus. Pulling himself up close against A692357’s ass, bringing his legs against the toy’s legs. A dribble of precum oozed from the slit in the Rat toy’s chastity cage.
After teasing the toy’s tight hole for a bit, the patron rammed his cock deep inside it. Balls slapped against balls as the patron repeatedly rammed his member home. Soon, hot cum began to fill A692357’s insides and the patron pulled out, shooting ribbons of cum down onto the Rat toy’s back. Once finished with the toy, the patron slapped its ass and made his way back to the main party.
Cum oozed out of A692357’s anus and dried into the fur of its ass and back. Still, the only expression on its face was that same slack jawed smile and it’s empty, inanimate eyes. When it felt the presence of another patron in the room, it automatically moved its ass and positioned itself for usage like a flower turning to follow the sun.
It had its place, it had its purpose, it had no need for thoughts, a will or a mind any more at all.
Text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
Aaron story update for “Mindwipe” picture
Posted 7 years agoHi,
I’ve updated the description of the “Mindwipe” picture with a short bit of story.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25658133/
I’ll post it here as well:
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A692357 tingled with joy and excitement as the other slaves cleaned, groomed and dressed it. Today was a special day in its life, today was the day that Master was going to promote it to life as a harem slave rather than as a milk producer or menial tool. Master had said it was a great honor to be lifted up to that prized position and A692357 was ecstatically happy at the prospect of servicing its Master’s customers.
The other slaves stretched on the rubber stockings, socks and sleeves and as a sign of it’s new role they clamped a metal ring around the base of its tail and as with the manacles on his wrists and ankles, it was welded together tightly there after they had pulled the rubber sleeve up onto its tail. As one slave painted A692357’s claws with bright red polish, another slave rammed a large anal plug into it’s ass. It had a broad base to hold it firmly in place and it had a remotely controlled vibrator inside it. When the claws were done, one of the slaves tightened A692357’s new harness and checked the security and fit of its chastity device.
Once all of this preparation had been completed, a slave hooked a leash onto the Rat’s collar and lead it into a small room with white walls and a tile floor. Right across from the door was a big screen with a swirling pattern playing on it. A692357’s attention was immediately pulled to it and in a few seconds it’s entire universe was filled with swirling colors. He then hear the voice of his Master. It said calming and reassuring things and if not for the command in it to “stand still” it would have become so relaxed as to drop right to the floor in a heap. It’s mouth hung open loosely, his tongue lolling out, its eyes lost focus and swam with the same colors as the screen.
“That’s a good slave, remain relaxed and listen to your master. Happiness is service, Love is service, Life is service. Your joy is to bring joy to others. Your love is to be love to others. Your desires are to service the desires of others. Your purpose is to love and obey Master. Master made you to serve him. You live because Master wills you to live. You only have thoughts of Master and how to please him...”
These and other phrases were repeated over and over interwoven with soft pulsing sounds and accompanied by the visuals. Every once and a while it would feel a waft of air as some chemical was introduced into the air. At certain intervals the vibrator in its ass would activate and bring it near to orgasm before shutting off.
“...happy I am happy to serve and service... I exist to serve Master...I love Master...I love Master’s customers... my life is Master’s... I am to bring pleasure and joy to Master...I am to bring pleasure to Master’s guests. My love is to love Master. My purpose is to serve...I live because Master wills it... Obedience is life...”
By the time the door to the chamber opened again and A692357 was lead out to the Harem, it was giddy with happiness and had no thoughts of it’s own in its head.
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As always the character Aaron is copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
All story text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii as well.
I’ve updated the description of the “Mindwipe” picture with a short bit of story.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25658133/
I’ll post it here as well:
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A692357 tingled with joy and excitement as the other slaves cleaned, groomed and dressed it. Today was a special day in its life, today was the day that Master was going to promote it to life as a harem slave rather than as a milk producer or menial tool. Master had said it was a great honor to be lifted up to that prized position and A692357 was ecstatically happy at the prospect of servicing its Master’s customers.
The other slaves stretched on the rubber stockings, socks and sleeves and as a sign of it’s new role they clamped a metal ring around the base of its tail and as with the manacles on his wrists and ankles, it was welded together tightly there after they had pulled the rubber sleeve up onto its tail. As one slave painted A692357’s claws with bright red polish, another slave rammed a large anal plug into it’s ass. It had a broad base to hold it firmly in place and it had a remotely controlled vibrator inside it. When the claws were done, one of the slaves tightened A692357’s new harness and checked the security and fit of its chastity device.
Once all of this preparation had been completed, a slave hooked a leash onto the Rat’s collar and lead it into a small room with white walls and a tile floor. Right across from the door was a big screen with a swirling pattern playing on it. A692357’s attention was immediately pulled to it and in a few seconds it’s entire universe was filled with swirling colors. He then hear the voice of his Master. It said calming and reassuring things and if not for the command in it to “stand still” it would have become so relaxed as to drop right to the floor in a heap. It’s mouth hung open loosely, his tongue lolling out, its eyes lost focus and swam with the same colors as the screen.
“That’s a good slave, remain relaxed and listen to your master. Happiness is service, Love is service, Life is service. Your joy is to bring joy to others. Your love is to be love to others. Your desires are to service the desires of others. Your purpose is to love and obey Master. Master made you to serve him. You live because Master wills you to live. You only have thoughts of Master and how to please him...”
These and other phrases were repeated over and over interwoven with soft pulsing sounds and accompanied by the visuals. Every once and a while it would feel a waft of air as some chemical was introduced into the air. At certain intervals the vibrator in its ass would activate and bring it near to orgasm before shutting off.
“...happy I am happy to serve and service... I exist to serve Master...I love Master...I love Master’s customers... my life is Master’s... I am to bring pleasure and joy to Master...I am to bring pleasure to Master’s guests. My love is to love Master. My purpose is to serve...I live because Master wills it... Obedience is life...”
By the time the door to the chamber opened again and A692357 was lead out to the Harem, it was giddy with happiness and had no thoughts of it’s own in its head.
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As always the character Aaron is copyright by me, Djt’Heutii.
All story text copyright by me, Djt’Heutii as well.
Story update for “Feeding Station”
Posted 7 years agoJust a head’s up for those interested, I’ve added a story bit to the description of this post: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25122966/
I’ll also duplicate it here as well.
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It’s first sense of awareness came as it’s snout was held open and the long plastic tube was shoved past it’s tongue. The tube’s sharp edge scraped past the back of it's throat and rammed down almost all the way down it’s stomach. Sensation was returning to it's limbs as they buckled a heavy leather strap very tightly around it’s snout, closing it’s mouth tightly around the tube.
A692357 could feel the pain of the wrist manacles gouging into the flesh of it’s thin arms as it’s body weight hung from them. It was beginning to realize that it’s eyes were tightly bound shut, so that it couldn’t see anything. It shifted its weight as it could feel more and more of its body.
It heard a motor hum and suddenly a sort of thick slurry was forcibly pumped into it's belly, expanding it a bit before stopping. A692357’s tongue pushed up against the tube as it vibrated with the pumping and all it could think about was how much it craved cock. These thoughts brought its imprisoned male organ back to the forefront of consciousness. It was still in its cage, throbing and pressing painfully against the steel. Precum dribbled through the narrow slit. It’s whole body shuddered in its chains as a pulse of arousal and pain shot through it. It was close to an orgasm, but it was cut off by the steel of it's chastity device. Despite this, it’s prostate gave forth a liquidy flow of milky cum that ran down it's cage and balls, dripping into the pit below the grate it’s legs had been chained to.
A692357 tugged it’s tail and realized it was pierced through and had been pulled up and out of the way of it’s asshole. As things became clearer, it remembered it’s owner had prepared a place for it to rest from it’s labors.
Master is always kind and has provided great gifts for this one’s service, it thought. The words, though were not it’s own, as that mantra repeated itself on a loop in the room. It’s mind was repeating the instructions and commands being fed into it, but it could only recognize these as it’s very own thoughts, not input from “outside” itself.
This one loves Master. Master knows what is best for this one. This one only lives through Master’s loving kindness.
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Text copyright by Djt’Heutii
I’ll also duplicate it here as well.
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It’s first sense of awareness came as it’s snout was held open and the long plastic tube was shoved past it’s tongue. The tube’s sharp edge scraped past the back of it's throat and rammed down almost all the way down it’s stomach. Sensation was returning to it's limbs as they buckled a heavy leather strap very tightly around it’s snout, closing it’s mouth tightly around the tube.
A692357 could feel the pain of the wrist manacles gouging into the flesh of it’s thin arms as it’s body weight hung from them. It was beginning to realize that it’s eyes were tightly bound shut, so that it couldn’t see anything. It shifted its weight as it could feel more and more of its body.
It heard a motor hum and suddenly a sort of thick slurry was forcibly pumped into it's belly, expanding it a bit before stopping. A692357’s tongue pushed up against the tube as it vibrated with the pumping and all it could think about was how much it craved cock. These thoughts brought its imprisoned male organ back to the forefront of consciousness. It was still in its cage, throbing and pressing painfully against the steel. Precum dribbled through the narrow slit. It’s whole body shuddered in its chains as a pulse of arousal and pain shot through it. It was close to an orgasm, but it was cut off by the steel of it's chastity device. Despite this, it’s prostate gave forth a liquidy flow of milky cum that ran down it's cage and balls, dripping into the pit below the grate it’s legs had been chained to.
A692357 tugged it’s tail and realized it was pierced through and had been pulled up and out of the way of it’s asshole. As things became clearer, it remembered it’s owner had prepared a place for it to rest from it’s labors.
Master is always kind and has provided great gifts for this one’s service, it thought. The words, though were not it’s own, as that mantra repeated itself on a loop in the room. It’s mind was repeating the instructions and commands being fed into it, but it could only recognize these as it’s very own thoughts, not input from “outside” itself.
This one loves Master. Master knows what is best for this one. This one only lives through Master’s loving kindness.
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Text copyright by Djt’Heutii
Story update to "Party Favor"
Posted 7 years agoI've added a little story segment to the page for the "Party Favor" picture.
Anyone interested can read it here with the picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24743078/
I'll reproduce it here as well:
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Slave A692357 lifts its tail and stands on tip toe. Its stomach churns with anxiety and hunger as it had not been fed for a couple of days and Master had given it at least four enemas that it could recall. Lube glistened and spread up into it as it slowly lowered itself down on the rounded, tapered end of the black stone. As the stone penetrates A692357's anus, it feels all anxiety, doubt and fear fall away. The drugs it had been given were starting to do their work on its brain and body. It reached an equilibrium of rigidity with gravity and the slave's now tensing and ridged muscles. About a third of the way down onto the stone, A692357 stopped, its body entirely rigid, as though it were made of plastic. The slave was now merely a fixture in the room, like a lamp or sculpture. Its mind was utterly blank and empty of any thought or sensation. It no longer felt the residual pain from the piercings that had earlier in the evening been the delight of the party goers to inflict upon it as part of the evening's entertainments. Gone was the sensation and memory of having its tongue forcibly pulled out with steel tongs and held in place with them as the needle had thrust up through it and the fresh barbell stud inserted. It no longer felt the lead weights weighing down the new rings in its nipples, stretching the new holes. It's breathing had seemingly stopped and no part of it's body moved except that it's whiskers and fur would move in the breeze of the air conditioners. Its eyes were totally blank, they were open, but had glazed over and looked like they were made of glass. The party goers marveled at the effect and were encouraged to move its limbs about and reposition its head or tail. The slave's body was still warm to touch, but along with no breathing, it seemed that its heart had stopped as well. Since it was set up in the parlor, as the party went on, many guests poked and prodded at this now apparently alive doll. It's feet were lifted from the floor and it still hung attached to the stone by its constricted anal sphincter. A metal tray for holding drinks was placed in its outstretched arms at one point. Its head was turned up and its mouth used as an ashtray. It's arms, legs and tail were all stretched out and used to hang things from once the party became an orgy. All this time there was "nobody home" in its brain. It was just an object for their amusement and entertainment.
The character A692357 (Aaron) Copyright DjtHeutii.
Anyone interested can read it here with the picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24743078/
I'll reproduce it here as well:
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Slave A692357 lifts its tail and stands on tip toe. Its stomach churns with anxiety and hunger as it had not been fed for a couple of days and Master had given it at least four enemas that it could recall. Lube glistened and spread up into it as it slowly lowered itself down on the rounded, tapered end of the black stone. As the stone penetrates A692357's anus, it feels all anxiety, doubt and fear fall away. The drugs it had been given were starting to do their work on its brain and body. It reached an equilibrium of rigidity with gravity and the slave's now tensing and ridged muscles. About a third of the way down onto the stone, A692357 stopped, its body entirely rigid, as though it were made of plastic. The slave was now merely a fixture in the room, like a lamp or sculpture. Its mind was utterly blank and empty of any thought or sensation. It no longer felt the residual pain from the piercings that had earlier in the evening been the delight of the party goers to inflict upon it as part of the evening's entertainments. Gone was the sensation and memory of having its tongue forcibly pulled out with steel tongs and held in place with them as the needle had thrust up through it and the fresh barbell stud inserted. It no longer felt the lead weights weighing down the new rings in its nipples, stretching the new holes. It's breathing had seemingly stopped and no part of it's body moved except that it's whiskers and fur would move in the breeze of the air conditioners. Its eyes were totally blank, they were open, but had glazed over and looked like they were made of glass. The party goers marveled at the effect and were encouraged to move its limbs about and reposition its head or tail. The slave's body was still warm to touch, but along with no breathing, it seemed that its heart had stopped as well. Since it was set up in the parlor, as the party went on, many guests poked and prodded at this now apparently alive doll. It's feet were lifted from the floor and it still hung attached to the stone by its constricted anal sphincter. A metal tray for holding drinks was placed in its outstretched arms at one point. Its head was turned up and its mouth used as an ashtray. It's arms, legs and tail were all stretched out and used to hang things from once the party became an orgy. All this time there was "nobody home" in its brain. It was just an object for their amusement and entertainment.
The character A692357 (Aaron) Copyright DjtHeutii.
Story added to "Increasing Pressure" by Aennor
Posted 7 years agoI've added a bit of story text to the piece done by Aennor
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24389691/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24389691/
Story blurb added to "For public Display" by Hufnaar
Posted 8 years agoI added a little story (p0rn) text to the Aaron in "For public Display" by Hufnaar picture.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/23626147/
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/23626147/
Happy New year!
Posted 8 years agoHappy New year to Y'all!
In the next month or so I plan on putting up some background material and other stuff on here for my Slykak stories and the Mar and Aaron stories. Aaron is getting art done at the moment.
In the next month or so I plan on putting up some background material and other stuff on here for my Slykak stories and the Mar and Aaron stories. Aaron is getting art done at the moment.
Commissioned art upload and other stuff
Posted 8 years agoI've not updated my journal in a while so I figured it was about time. I have a few pictures done by great artists that I finally organized and posted here.
My website is kind of a mess and needs an real overhaul. I've been living in meat space for a while and haven't had an opportunity to update things. I am working on a story I'm thinking of posting here as I get sections done. Nothing commercial, just for fun. We'll see how it goes. ;)
My website is kind of a mess and needs an real overhaul. I've been living in meat space for a while and haven't had an opportunity to update things. I am working on a story I'm thinking of posting here as I get sections done. Nothing commercial, just for fun. We'll see how it goes. ;)
Updated my website
Posted 15 years agowww.maelgreh.com
It's not exactly "furry" focused, but there are (or will be) stories of aliens and many of the characters are Anthro's.
I'm still in the midst of updating a lot of it and I do apologize for several important areas not being fleshed out yet, but I finally got the overall framework of the thing done after a long time of inactivity and general slack. ;)
I am actively working on it and over the next few weeks will put more stuff up.
It's not exactly "furry" focused, but there are (or will be) stories of aliens and many of the characters are Anthro's.
I'm still in the midst of updating a lot of it and I do apologize for several important areas not being fleshed out yet, but I finally got the overall framework of the thing done after a long time of inactivity and general slack. ;)
I am actively working on it and over the next few weeks will put more stuff up.