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"C'mere Techno," Quackity says, patting his lap. Techno immediately looks up towards his Master before quickly moving to follow the order. He settles into his Master's lap, already feeling warm. "Good boy. You're so good at following directions, aren't you?"
"Yes, Quackity...." Quackity reaches up and pets Techno, running his fingers through his hair as he leans in. Techno can't help but chase the touch, every brush of Quackity's fingers sending a jolt of pleasure down his spine. His Master doesn't often reward him with more touch than necessary, and even slight touches left him desperate for more.
"So needy and eager to please. You're just like a little puppy." Quackity keeps petting him, rubbing behind his ears and slowly working his way down Techno's body. Techno moans despite himself, leaning back against his Master. He squirms in his Master's lap, the constant contact was almost starting to overwhelm him already. Quackity's hands press against Techno's sides, trailing to his hips and pressing against the thin clothing he allowed Techno to wear. "Do you want me to keep touching you?"
Quackity slips his hands under Techno's shirt, pulling it up until his chest was completely exposed. He wasted no time continuing to feel Techno's body, squeezing his tits and running his thumbs over Techno's nipples. He lightly pinches Techno's skin, making him gasp and twitch in his hold.
"Yes, yes please, please," Techno gasps, trying hard to resist the urge to beg more. His Master was already making him feel good, and all he could think of was how much he wanted him to continue. He wanted his Master to touch him and hold him, feed from him and use him as he saw fit. The thoughts flooded in whenever his Master touched him. He never wanted it to stop.
"Then you can bark for me, like a good puppy." As if to emphasize his words, Quackity tugs on one of Techno's nipples, making him shout in surprise and pleasure. He twists in Quackity's lap, breathing hard and trying to process what his Master was commanding him to do. He loved his Master, and he was good, so he had to listen, but barking... "Go on, puppy, bark. I'm sure I don't need to tell you what happens to bad boys."
Quackity's hands don't stop moving, making Techno moan and squirm in his Master's lap. He has to be good, he has to listen. He has to bark because he's a puppy, his Master said so. He has to bark, so he does, a weak little yip spilling from his lips. His face burns with embarrassment as his Master tuts in disapproval.
"You can do better than that." Quackity pinches his nipples, pressing his nails into the sensitive flesh and making Techno gasp in pain. He squirms and whimpers, it's too much, it's overwhelming him. "Bad boy."
Techno shakes his head desperately, he's not bad, he'll listen to his Master. He'll bark because he's a puppy, and his Master will praise him. It's hard to force his voice out, but he does, yipping loudly. His face feels hot, but he keeps going, trying not to whimper even when his Master doesn't let up. He can't help but pant and stick his tongue out, hoping the display will please his master.
"There you go, now you're looking just like a real puppy," his Master gushes, finally letting go of Techno's nipples. He grabs Techno by his chin instead, tilting his head back to expose his neck as his other hand goes down to wrap around Techno's sensitive cock. He rubs his thumb across the slit, pressing down and making Techno moan. "Keep going and I'll give you my cock. That's what you really want, right puppy?"
"Yes, y-yes sir," Techno breathes out quickly. He barks again, trying to be a good puppy for his Master. It's hard to keep his voice from trembling too much and displeasing him. It's so humiliating to hear the weak sounds spill from his mouth, in betwen short gasps and moans as he was played with. Each swipe of his master's thumb across his cock made his hips jerk. He desperately wanted to fuck into his Master's hand, but he wasn't allowed. He was a puppy so he had to bark, his Master said so, but he sounded so pathetic.
"Good boy. Just like that, you're so cute." His Master licks up his neck. His fangs scrape against the sensitive skin, making Techno shudder and whine. The area is already sore from his Master feeding on him recently, but he can't help but crave the feeling again. His Master's fangs finding the artery, slowly draining him, using him like he was meant to be used. Just the thought threatened to push him over the edge as he spams in his Master's hold.
"Such a needy baby." his Master lets go of Techno's cock to pull him back, press Techno's ass against his crotch. Techno can feel his hard cock still tucked into his pants, only making him even needier. He can't help but remember all the times his Master has taken him and claimed him, fucked him til he couldn't move and filled him with cum. He wants it with a desperation he can't control.
"Y'know good boys only cum with permission. And only good boys who beg get my cock." His Master's voice reverberates through him, all of Techno's focus dedicated to listening to and pleasing him. He's so hard he can't think about anything else. He needs his Master's cock more than anything.
"Please! Pl-" he starts, cutting himself off to swallow down the drool that threatened to spill from his lips. His Master bucks his hips up against Techno, grinding his bulge on his hole. Techno pants uncontrollably, letting out little barks to please his Master and keep his cock pressed against him. "I need it Master, please, I- I- need it-"
"You can do a little better than that, can't you?" his Master purrs in his ear, his cold breath brushing against his skin making Techno whine needily. "You're such a good boy..." His Master lifts him just high enough for him to undo his pants, and Techno can't help but get excited, begging even more readily than before.
"Yes! Please, please Master, pl-please, ple-ple-please," he begs deliriously, the words slurring as his Master pushes into him. Techno's body begins to stiffen as he pushes in, muscles taught with overwhelming pleasure. His Master fills him so well that his eyes roll back and he's cumming without warning, still feeling his Master pushing into him and splitting him open. He whines and moans whorishly as his orgasm tapers off, but his Master's only just begun to fuck him.
He sets a brutal pace, pinning Techno down against the bed so he can't do anything but take it. "Fuck, puppy, you're such a stupid little slut," his Master breathes out, slamming into Techno with enough force to bruise his hips. "Who told you to cum, huh? Did I give you permission?" He grabs a fistful of Techno's hair and pulls hard, forcing him up off the bed. Techno nearly screams, the combination of his Master's cock ramming into him when he just came and the stinging pain of his scalp completely overwhelming him.
"No! No, pleas- Mast'r, 'm sorry!" Techno begs, desperately trying to get his Master to believe him and take mercy. His Master just growls and keeps pounding into Techno, making him cry out with every jerk of his hips putting pressure on his scalp.
"Oh, you'll be sorry. I'll make sure of it, puppy." His Master laughs then, letting go of Techno's hair. Techno falls onto the bed, unable to summon up the energy to catch himself. His Master moves him as he likes, lifting up his hips and spreading his legs wider. He takes a moment to press his thumb into Techno's hole, making Techno whimper pathetically. Then comes his cock, pressing at his entrance briefly before pushing past the tight ring of muscle and burying deep inside him again. Techno can't help but moan, feeling all thoughts escape him at the stretch of his Master's thick cock.
His Master resumes the backbreaking pace, hard enough that Techno would be forced up the mattress if not for his grip on his hips. His claws were digging into Techno's skin hard enough to draw blood, adding to the torrent of sensations that was driving Techno out of his mind. Techno moaned and whined and barked, eternally grateful for all the pleasure his Master always gave him. He's pulled up a little more by his Master, his back pressed in a curve, and his hips shift to be pressed flush against Master's. Suddenly Master's ramming directly into Techno's prostate with every thrust, making Techno wail uncontrollably as his cock jerks. It's too soon for him to cum, it's too much, and his cock squirts precum onto the mattress as he screams for his Master.
"There you go puppy, feels good doesn't it?" his Master asks, and Techno would answer if he could think at all. Instead, he can only make punched out sounds as his Master continues fucking him. "You better enjoy it, because you won't be getting it again until you deserve it." His rhythm starts to falter a little as he pulls Techno back onto his cock, fucking his limp body like a fleshlight. Techno's cock leaks a constant stream of precum onto the sheets, bouncing with the force of his Master's thrusts. His Master grunts behind him, speeding up suddenly making Techno scream himself hoarse one last time before finally filling him with his cum.
Techno's head swims. He can hear his Master panting behind him, feel the cum filling him. His worn out body doesn't cling to consciousness a second longer than that.