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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
And finished.
That’s two and a half characters completed for this massive piece :p The premise being a set of yuppie parents who were contented to only have a dog. But two accidents later and they have kids they don’t know what to do with.
The dog is...

And finished. 

That’s two and a half characters completed for this massive piece :p The premise being a set of yuppie parents who were contented to only have a dog. But two accidents later and they have kids they don’t know what to do with. 

The dog is the only one with a name. The others are “the boy” and “the girl.” The dog gets real food, a bedroom, a bed, dignity.

So the image will be a family portrait.

Headcage based on a cool piece I’ve seen pop up on Insex a couple times.

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“ “God dammit, boy.” I bellowed, with due frustration. “I told you I’d let you cum this weekend was that not enough for you?”
Martin’s face was still agape and blushing, embarrassed at being caught in the act as much as he was for...
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"God dammit, boy." I bellowed, with due frustration. "I told you I’d let you cum this weekend was that not enough for you?"

Martin’s face was still agape and blushing, embarrassed at being caught in the act as much as he was for escaping his chastity cage. It boggled my mind how he managed that, even with his paws on, a deadbolt lock that I’d custom fit for his cage, and a modified cage.

Martin insisted he loved bondage. He loved rope play and being hogtied. He loved puppy play, being denied the use of his hands and forced to crawl. He loved being cuffed to the bed when we made love in the wee hours of the night.

I’m pretty certain that he just loved to escape from bondage and that was his real kink. No sooner would I tie him up than the scamp would have already freed his hand or his foot. I called him my little Houdini.

It was especially frustrating in view of the fact that I was his master. I was supposed to be in charge here! He delighted in defying me, in disobeying when he knew what punishment would follow. Each time I’d lay down the ground rules and each time I would up the ante. Only a few days ago I had flogged his back raw until he was bawling, on the verge of safe-wording.

Who was in charge here? Me? Him? I was at my wits’ end and then I remembered seeing the Leather-Dog Whisperer. A quick 1-800 call put me in touch with Mister X. He’d know what to do!

***

Yes. The Leather-Dog Whisperer is a copyright of Mister X Enterprises. Stay away from my material, FOX, I have a lawyer and know how to use him!

Quickie I drew last night. I just managed to complete it today before I fall into oblivion with the latest Dragon Age game XD

Cheers.

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Rather humorous that an image I consider a throw-away turned out to be so popular. I think its dinged more favs than any other.

Suppose its the mix of mischief, puppy gear, and escaped chastity.

Its also one of the only stories I’ve written in first person perspective (which I hate with the fires of a burning star).

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Translation:
Dude, I need to go to the store.
Every time I try to put clothes on the fucking cage shocks me??
If you can’t read the slang, blame the slang translator I used online. Its almost pure gibberish to me so I included a translation.
Special...

Translation:

Dude, I need to go to the store.
Every time I try to put clothes on the fucking cage shocks me??

If you can’t read the slang, blame the slang translator I used online. Its almost pure gibberish to me so I included a translation.

Special thanks to Fellows for his help in adding some definition to the boy’s muscles. This was a very different picture two days ago :p

Tracking on the surface pro’s pen still seems off. It doesn’t feel like as “high end” a machine as it is reputed to be. But hey, this is some of the best color and linework I’ve done in almost two years!

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When he came back from the Crimean War, Lord Fentworthy was a changed man. By then his young ward, Hanz Utning, had come of age. The boy was seen in public less and less. Rumors circulated that he died of consumption.
It was not until a year later...

When he came back from the Crimean War, Lord Fentworthy was a changed man. By then his young ward, Hanz Utning, had come of age. The boy was seen in public less and less. Rumors circulated that he died of consumption.

It was not until a year later that the reclusive noble threw a celebration. Invitations circulated and the secret truth about Hanz was revealed. He’d not died, he’d simply been transformed. The boy was no more, he was simply decoration now.

And all the guests were invited to play with the party favor.

***

I finished a drawing, holy hell. And its pretty awesome too.

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“Please… ehh… sir…” Scooter balked, his eyes staring pleadingly at the man in whose lap he sat.
Scooter vainly tried to glean more from the light touch of Sage’s fingers. It was enough sensation to keep him painfully hard, but barely enough to jerk...

“Please… ehh… sir…” Scooter balked, his eyes staring pleadingly at the man in whose lap he sat.

Scooter vainly tried to glean more from the light touch of Sage’s fingers. It was enough sensation to keep him painfully hard, but barely enough to jerk him off. The boy squirmed in the man’s lap, thrusting his hips back and forth, side to side, anything to try to get off and get off faster. The pair of them had been at this for the last twenty minutes.

The ordeal was maddeningly frustrating: thirty days had passed since the last time he’d been milked. It wasn’t more than a day afterward that Scooter found himself as horny as ever and unable to do anything about it. Thirty days locked in the pink confines of his humiliating chastity cage. He had tried asking nicely, offering his Master favors (as though he had something to bargain with that was his own), and finally flat out begging.

In response Sage had bent him over the living-room coffee table and fucked him with a prostate massager. Several minutes of working at his engorged prostate and the teen was seeping seed onto the carpet, totally denied the experience of anything resembling a climax.

“There, you came.” He had said derisively.

The next day Scooter was even hornier.

“Oh fuck, sir! Oh … fuck, sir!” He whimpered, straining every muscle in his body in an attempt to push himself over the edge. Scooter had been sitting on the edge for the last few minutes, a fact which had him breathing in quick breathes, sweating profusely, and balling his fists around his shirt collar. “Please, may I come, sir?!”

“Get on with it. I’m losing interest.” Sage teased, feigning a yawn. At the same time he pressed a little harder and a little faster with his fingers. 

Scooter bucked in his arms, emitting a long, deep groan that ended in a high whimper as he had one of the few but amazing climaxes his Master allowed him. An almost comical amount of seed caked his legs and torso as the youth breathed heavily, his body drained of all strength in an instance of pleasure.

“Oh god. Thank you, sir.” He purred, smiling up at Sage through half open eyes. His master returned the smile and leaned down to kiss the boy tenderly.

***

D'awww. Now I’ve done something cute, consensual, and … erm … cuddly.

Took for friggin’ ever to draw. 

Thanks to the folks that watched the livestream and gave suggestions, and thanks to the people who responded to the journal with suggestions as well. It worked ^^

I love this pic, One of my favorites.

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