A Desire in Pink

by L3mon8108 (ao3)

Chapter 1: Origin

Ink Sans, The story of the protector is not one that is unknown. In the vastness of the multiverse and its creators, The tale of a soulless skeleton from a forgotten world has been told, drawn, and illustrated multiple times. But again with the near limitless possibilities in a multiverse, or even the idea of other multiverses. One action, one idea, one moment, can change a character's entire story. Changes as early as their beginning, ones that may seem insignificant, can spiral as the butterfly effect changes more and more as the story goes on.

And that's precisely what happens here.

Like his original counterpart, he still had no name, his world had no name either. He was stuck, trapped in a white void that had been forgotten by his creator all the same. A sketch with feelings, in a void only filled with emotionless doodled characters to keep him company. And just like before, all his attempts to lighten their situation ended in silent failure. But these attempts to draw out reactions from his fellow prisoned sketches also came with an ulterior motive. One buried deep inside him that grew and grew the more desperate he got.

As the nonexistent time dragged on the poor sketch began to desire not just to be free, no he honestly didn’t care much about being free from their white void as much in regards to what he truly wanted. Being alone in an endless white void wouldn’t be so bad for him if he had someone like him to share it with.

It was there that the one small change, changed everything. That one small feeling for companionship, that desire to be with someone in any aspect is what would shape this little doodle's story. Because that desire for companionship was a need for friendship. And that need friendship cruelly blossomed into a greater want, one that drove the loneliness into him ever stronger.

The need for love.

He joked, flirted, and danced. He did anything he could to try and get a reaction out of any of his monochrome companions. He even tried planning out elaborate dates in his mind even though there was nothing for them to do, or anywhere to go. But still he tried, and failed. And with each failure the same grief and loneliness that overcame him. With each touch he gave himself, he silently and sorrowfully dreamed that it was someone elses touch.

The loneliness and desire to feel love is what drove him to insanity, just like how it originally did. He cried and pleaded for help, but from behind the paper he got no answer from anyone. His black tears stained the white floor only to fade away only for more to attempt to implant themselves onto the empty plain of existence.

The skeleton that would become Ink just sat there seemingly surrendering to his fate as he just went from spending his days trying to uplift others around him, to crying himself to sleep only to wake up and do it all over again. Then the familiar hatred came, the hate for the other doodles who didn’t have to suffer the lonely feeling poisoning his mind with want and desire. The discovery of masturbation didn’t do anything to quell his sorrow. It only fueled his desire to be with someone who cared for him and loved him like those around him couldn’t.

“I don’t want to be left alone, I don’t want to be forgotten.” It was here, as Ink sat on his knees as the tears couldn’t stop pouring from his eyes. The last and biggest change that would shape his story. As he sat with a hand between his legs as he rubbed his pelvis in a fiery and desperate want to feel another touch. The other hand over his dim and white colored soul. It was that one desire and one changed word that shaped his future. His fingers dug into his soul as his self pleasuring fueled him empty and hollow insanity to the point of self harm. It was in this moment, that infinitesimal split second before he would do the deed that would unintentionally free him from his world that he said the word that would alter his story.

“I just want to love someone!”

 

Unable to take the pain and emptiness a second longer, he tore his soul in two. The sudden breathless and weak feeling overtook the poor skeletons body as his body slowly turned to dust and he faded away from existence. All that remained behind in his empty and forgotten home was a small circular ring of dust where he last sat and spent his final moments.

While the skeletons' true final moments were spent in a black sea of black, his body slowly became stained with black ink as his white world became overcome with black before his eyes shut for the seemingly final time.

Only for fate to have other ideas. The Skeleton opened his eyes again, going from one white void to another, except now he truly was alone. No emotionless sketches trapped with him. Except he had no memory of them, or what he’d done, or any memory of just who he was. Things on the surface seem to be the same as before. The same new beginning and the same fresh start.

But in the world of Undertale, or more specifically the world of the Undertale multiverse, intent and feelings are crucial. Even if the mind wiped skeleton had no memory of his previous plight. But until the time came he waited and waited, now the same emotionless hollow shell he had hated from his fellow imprisoned sketches. He just sat quietly without reason nor purpose.

 

Until…

The sound of liquid quietly dripping took him out of his mindless gaze. Looking up at the sky he saw tiny droplets of pink falling from the sky, and platting down on the ground a few feet in front of where he was sitting. Driven purely off mindless curiosity, he learned forward and angled his head up under the dripping liquid, letting one of the droplets fall between his lips.

It was subtle at first, but suddenly his mind and body experienced things he hadn’t felt in his entire newfound existence. He began to feel. With each tiny pink droplet, a warm and fuzzy feeling, both emotionally and physically, coursed through his entire body. Making his mouth slowly hang open as his breathing became deeper.

One after another, the paints changed colors, and with them became more emotions, feelings and sensations that added to his newfound sense or being. Happiness, Avarice, rage, sadness, and every emotion in between. Until for the briefest moment the skeleton had every emotion at his disposal. Quickly his body began to manifest a magical ecto body as he continued to rub and play with himself, that warm and fuzzy feeling never leaving him despite the other feelings he could be exploring. It was as if his mind had subconsciously clung onto that want that he had previously desired so much, even if he could no longer remember it. That unquenchable need to feel love had attached and remained with him, never leaving him unlike his memory had.

But the feelings never lasted long, with his strong need and lust to feel more, he’d use up all those emotions quickly, leaving him a hollow and empty shell once again. He would return to a vegatative like state until the paints returned. Even when the paints only came back in only one or two colors. He would always find himself wanting to feel the effects of the pink paint once again. He cared little about the others except for a few that went well with the pink paint he craved.

Avarice orange was a perfect match. It made his need and want to feel love and pleasure increase exponentially. Happy/Joy yellow was a temporary distraction, making him happy it was at least a good substitute. But it still wasn't the same as the heated feeling of Lust that came with the pink paint. And the blue paint of sadness and loneliness only made that desire for love even stronger. So when the pink paint did return, He was determined to make it last.

Much like his original self, he used his newfound creative magic to use. His first use was to catch the pink paint, as well as the others in bottles, that way he could take them whenever he wanted or needed to. Keeping them stashed inside a crop top coat he made to store them. He had an elegant makeshift necklace to hold the pink one though, it was his most loved and desired item he wanted to always have with him. It was a symbol of his greatest desire, what he wanted above all else.

Now with the colors and emotions under control, he began to shape his white void into a world of his own design. His very own Doodlesphere.

What had originally meant to be a golden and awestruck display of creativity and creation was molded to this Ink’s creative designs and desires. The golden and white backgrounds of the void were replaced with a fuchsia shade of pink and red. With the ceiling above fading to black with tiny white sparkles almost like stars, mimicking a night sky.

Floating islands of various shapes and sizes still stretched as far as the eye could see. representing the worlds from around the multiverse. Each with floating doors and other various decorations on them. Lamp posts, glowing neon signs, urban billboards, neon colored foliage, and various waterfalls and fountains that helped circulation and collect the paints he used every day.

Ink’s greatest pastime other than playing and exploring his own kinks and sexual discoveries was watching and observing other AU’s and multiverse he found that he could access with his newfound magic. He used these islands to mark each of his favorite AU’s he liked to watch: Underlust, FellLust, and Act to Flirt were among his favorites. With each having dozens or hundreds of smaller variants with their own stories and themes. These themes and design pallots from the world's he was so fond of made him shape the look of his home to the neon and lusty party flair of other lust and love centered AU’s.

But as his world became his own, it’s desired finished and his ‘self exploration’ had finished. Ink knew it was time to think bigger…again. It was time for him to open his eyes a second time and face his desires head on. To find that special someone,

Little did he know, He’d find more than just one.

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Chapter 2: The Suit

*Three years later* [Underlust AU #005 | Route; Pacifist | Snowdin Forest ]

The dim rotating lights of Grillby’s bar did little to illuminate the dark tones of the roaring nightclub. The flashes of Pink, Blue, Green, and Yellow. Changes in order from one color to the next. The rear light only came from the various stripper poles with their own illuminated stages, or the one large stage in the back where bands and singers would regularly perform.

With all the lighting and action centered around the many dancers with their groups of aroused and horny patrons, the bar was the darkest part of the entire club. The biggest source of light came from its fire elemental bartender and owner.

With the action elsewhere and the tone of the bar dark, few people paid the skeleton standing at the end of the bar on his tiptoes. The only one who did was Grillby who passed him this 3rd glowing cocktail from behind the counter. The fire elemental wasn't much of a conversationalist, or at least wasn't much to start one.

With Ink’s mind elsewhere, Grillby just moved on down the line of other patrons scattered across the long row of bar stools. Even though Ink wasn't using one. He had a ‘seat’ of his own. It was so subtle and blended in with the normal stools that one would easily dismiss it.

But a closer look Would reveal there was no cushion or pillow at all. Just a firm metal rod going straight up and penetrating Ink’s hole between his cheeks. But Ink acted like everything was normal. This wasn't the first time and it certainly wouldn't be the last time either. But first he would have to get off the pole first, but that would have to wait. Ink just enjoyed his drink, and occasionally wiggled his hips side to side. The pole remained strong however and didn't sway at all. He was stuck in place for close to an hour now in his one bar prison, and would continue to be until-

Until two similar-looking skeletons emerged from the curtains leading to the private dressing area. Right as the dimly illuminated clock on the bar hit 8 pm. Right on time for his two lovers to get off work.

Dreams flashy and unmistakably showroom attire made him stand about in the crowd of monsters. The blue, pink, and purple transparent frills kept him cool yet kept the rest of his lacy undergarments on display. his gold and pink ecto ecto not being hidden at all as per the club's workers ‘dress code that Dream wasn't too fond of.

Tall knee high boots, belted tightly to his purple legs. Booty shorts intentionally extra tight and low rise to show the straps to his pink thong he wore underneath. Lust’s only similarity to his other multiverse lol alike was his vest jacket. The heart crop top he was wearing had a small window that ran across his upper abdomen to show a delectable underboob view. If he wasn't using the make ecto he loved so much.

Ink raised his nearly empty glass and blew a won't kiss to get their attention. Not that he would have needed to as the exit to the club was right beside the bar.

“Oh hey BB~” Lust cooed, spotting the third member of their relationship triangle. The original lust-fueled skeleton loved using cute nicknames. BB or bubblegum being one of the few he came up with for Ink. The name being given for his love for the pink attire he wore in his cropped jacket, a pink necklace that doubled as his pink paint vial, and his heels which aided him in being on his toes when he was stuck like he was now. The only thing that wasn't pink were his lingerie stockings with conveniently no underwear over his crotch to show the chastity cage between his legs

Ink continued to live up to the nickname further by blowing a large bubble from the pink bubblegum in his mouth. A sweet he substituted with his now empty martini glass.

“You waited at the bar just for us?” Dream or ‘Wet Dream’ as he was referred to in various AU’s, was close to forming a warm smile. In the company of his lovers, Dream usually came out of the monochrome and neutral mask he wore when working. A side effect of his body’s ability to give arousal and fiery erections just by being in one's presence. A power Dream despised, but one his lovers helped him live with, showing them that they loved him for him and not his body or his body’s magic.

Not that Ink was complaining of Ink’s power. Even being soulless, Dream's power still affected him which was a surprise. Not that he could enjoy it normally with the petite gold chastity cage locking his tiny cock away in cold metal. Ink could already feel the pseudo flesh of his dick begin pressing against and squeezing around the holes of the case with a throbbing need.

But it was a feeling Ink was familiar with. He couldn't remember the last time the cage was removed. It has been a long time since he lost the one and only key for it. Meaning he couldn’t remove it or desummon his ecto with the foreign object attached to his magic made body.

Even if Dream and Lust both knew Ink could probably use his magic to make a new key. They figured he either forgot he could do that, or just didn't care and enjoyed the helpless and submissive feeling being permanently caged gave him.

Regardless of which one, Ink just shrugged his shoulders as he continued to work the gum in his mouth. “What better way to spend a Friday night than with you guys. Besides, my shift ended hours ago. S’not like I got anything better to do.”

“Other than draw porn and jack off?” Lust guessed with a nasty grin. Ink only responded with a wink and another pop from his gum.

Dream fails to suppress a chuckle as the pair begin to move towards the door. The two didn't get far:

“Hey guys, wait up!”

When the two turned back Ink his body was still holding the bar. He makes a brief display of shaking his ass to show his predicament to his mates. The two were quick to realize he wasn't sitting in one of the booths.

Dream just rolled his eyes with an embarrassed and awkward blush. While Lust bit his bottom lip, pressing a laugh with unashamed arousal.

“Fucks sake Ink.” Dream volunteered himself to be Ink’s ‘savior’ as he accurately guessed Lust was too smug and too turned on to do it. He walked over and lightly kicked a small button on the side of the pole with his foot. Too high for Ink to hit it with his feet, and too low for him to bend down and reach it with his hands.

The second the button was pressed the bottom part of the bar detached from the ground and retracted up a few inches. It allowed Ink to stand more firmly on his heels.

Ink lets out a relieving moan as he reaches behind him and pulls on the pole. After Intentionally pulling slowly to allow his hole to stretch, A large metal sphere the size of a softball came out Ink’s ass with a pop. The one-piece bondage immobilization device now looked like a standard walking cane.

“Ah, my hero~” Ink cooed while making a kissy face to Dream. Dream just rolled his eyes and okay full pushed his face away.

“You know, one of these days we’re not gonna be around to get you. And then you’ll be stuck like that.”

The thought didn't seem to scare the horny protector. If anything it made him blush even more. An action that instinctively made him pull the pink vial necklace around his neck and take a little extra drop from it.

“You say that like I wouldn't want that. Cuz I do. And it's happened.” Twirling the metal cane in his hand, the metal object vanishes into nonexistence with a flourish. With his two free hands he wraps each hand around his mate’s shoulders and smashes himself in between them.

Lust doubles down on the teasing and gives Dream's ass a quick and gentle squeeze with one of his hands. Dream just again rolled his eyes, fighting a blush he didn't want to appear on his face. “You both are impossible.”

“Aw~ you know you love it.” The trio walk together towards the exit Lust uses his hip and bumps the door open. “How bout a little shortcut.”

Before the trio could even walk outside into the snow, the three disappeared. They cross over the front door to grillby’s bar and immediately find themselves in front of Lust's house. A measly few blocks away, what was a sans without a bit of laziness.

With his brother Papyrus living with Mettaton in hotland, Lust and his mates had the house all to themselves most days. A fact that almost made Lust explode with delight at the sight of a brown box sitting outside the front door.

“No way!” Lust rushed forward and scooped up the box while his two other mates stood in the snow a few meters away. Neither being cold in the slightest even in their skimpy clothing. No label, meaning that it was sex related. Which almost everything delivered in Underlust likely was.

“Umm…whatcha got there hun?”

Shaking the box made Lust aware of thick clothing flapping around freely inside. The fact made an evil smile crawl on his face as he turns back to Dream and Ink who were both confused

“It’s here~” Lust sang, turning the knob on the door and again butt bumping the door open.

That didn't really tell the other two much. The trio, or more accurately Lust and Ink, had a habit of ordering a bunch of sex toys or equipment. Anything they couldn't make with their own magic they would order. Which Underlust had everything sex related so it could be literally anything given their long list of kinks.

The two left outside just shrugged at each other before walking inside. Lust was already stomping up the stairs and into the open loft area. A second floor that would normally have two rooms. Now had no walls and a giant single bedroom loft was at the top of the stairs that the trio shared when Ink wasn't in the Doodlesphere.

When the two reached the top of the stairs they saw Lust already seated on the massive king-sized bed in the back of the room. He was using a tiny knife to cut the tape off the top of the box. Making sure to be gentle and only use the top so not to potentially damage whatever was inside.

When Lust finally opened the box and appeared inside, he couldn't help but laugh in delight. The months of waiting made him practically dying to try it out.

“You mind telling us what’s in box number one there?”

Lust glanced over to Ink and continued to smile. He reached in and grabbed the largest item Inside. “I’m not surprised you don't remember, given your bad memory and all. But you were SO excited…”

Turning on the edge of the bed to face his mates, Lust held up the item in his hand for them to see. Even Dream had forgotten about it in the countless other items they had bought. But immediately upon seeing it his eyes went wide and his blush returned.

The same reaction was multiplied tenfold with Ink. The sight of it jogged his memory instantly.

Dangling from Lust’s grasp was a white and pink rubber suit. though it looked WAY too small to most people and looked like it was made for a small child, but these three knew better.

The two pairs of straps were attached on each limb of the suit. The entire front was nonexistent with the back having a zipper to seal the wearer in. And tiny paw prints on the bottom of each limb with no openings for sleeves told them what it was. Lust was holding a tight rubber bitchsuit.

“Excited to be our puppy, BB?”

Ink had no words, he didn't need them. Before Dream could utter a word Ink had already walked forward and the two moved to begin working at the suit.

They started by moving the zipper on the back of the suit to open it. Lust then lay the suit flat on the floor and Ink quickly got on his hands and knees faster than any cock or pussy had ever done.

“You mind giving us a hand there sunburst?” Lust asked, playfully glancing up to Dream who had yet to move. “Or are u gonna stand there in stunned silence.”

Dream bit his lip. The shock of it all happening so fast made him freeze up. Things were going zero to a hundred faster than he was ready for. But seeing how excited each of his mates were made Dream gather himself to walk over and help.

With the extra pair of hands, Ink got on his knees and elbows in the suit's four openings. Lust had already taken the liberty of lining up Ink’s entire body and then putting a good squirt of lube in each hole of the suit.

That way, when Lust and Dream grabbed opposite ends of the suit and pulled up, the suit glided on his body. There were two holes in the back for Ink’s feet to poke through the material. They figured it was a design choice to allow for tickle torture should anyone want to.

With Dream holding the suit up, Lust went to fold the rubber sleeve around Ink’s neck which allowed him to connect both ends of the zipper.

The sound of the zipper running down his spine sent an exciting chill coursing through his entire body. All the way up until the zipper was fully closed a few inches above his tailbone.

Ink didn't even get a chance to test out the suit before he felt Lust’s hands on the pouches holding his arms folded together. He felt Lust grab the belts in each limb and synched each as tight as they could go over his full body ecto. Dream did the same with the legs and the suit holding his limbs was now skin tight. Ink was unable to straighten his legs at all. and his hands were stuck gripping his shoulders.

Now completely sealed inside, Ink tried to turn his head to get a look at himself. He didn't pay attention to Lust, who stood up and snatched an another item from the box. “Holy shit, this is-”

“Open up.” Lust said, picking Ink up and sitting him on the floor on his knees.

“Wha-” the moment Ink opened his mouth he was met with Lust’s warm lips pressed against his. The two shared a slow and sloppy kiss with their tongues dancing together. The kiss only lasted a few seconds until Lust pulled away. Ink was left gasping only to instantly realize 

AahUUH?! aaaaHaa!~” Ink’s world was momentarily darked as the mask covered his entire face. His vision returned when the mask was properly positioned to where he could see out of the little holes for the eyes that were just big enough for his eye sockets.

Lust did a final check to make sure the mask was lined up before pulling back on the bask before he zipped the hood shut over his head: A tight latex gimp mask, looking white and pink just like the rest of Ink’s bitchsuit. With holes for the eyes and his nose. And of course the ring that was built into the mask so he couldn’t spit the gag out. It even had little rubber dog ears on top of his head to complete the look of a dog even more.

Ink looked up at Lust, he was so aroused his cock was hurting as it throbbed against its cage.

“That’s better~” Lust then showed Ink himself blowing a bubble of the same bubblegum he had stealthily taken out of Ink’s mouth. “Pets don't talk, do they?”

“ahh aauugh-Haa~” Ink playfully shook his head in a vain attempt to get the gag off. While Lust reached into the box and took out the second item. A pink and gold collar. Ink could make out the word ‘slut’ on the bone-shaped tag on it before it was locked around his neck.

He couldn't wait to try the suit out, but apparently there was more to be added. Ink craned his neck to look up at Lust rummaging through the other contents in the box. His eyes formed a heart and an exclamation mark when Lust looked to be considering a black tail buttplug.

However, Lust looked to their wall of many MANY sex toys and devices and smirked. “Fun, but WAY too small for your standards, inky. I got something much more your size Mr. Size king.”

Ink barely had time to look to see what Lust had grabbed. Before he knew it Lust was behind his rear with Dream, opening a small second zipper to expose his ass. He then felt his cheeks being forcefully pulled apart by two hands as he felt cold metal press against his hole. He closed his eyes and relaxed his muscles for a large metal ball to be sucked inside his ass. It made ink moan long and loud at its incredible size. It was nearly the same size as his cane.

But Lust wasn't done yet. The sound of chains rattling together made Ink open his eyes as he felt the back of his head get grabbed.

“Lift your head up Ink.”

Ink did as commanded and lifted his head up the full ninety degrees to be looking straight ahead of him. He felt his head be tugged back to near his limit. A chain must have been attached to the back of his mask.

“Nyaa!! HAOOOO~” Ink squeezed in delight when the object in his hole got pushed in deeper. He could feel a slight arch on the toy's metal sticking out of him. It confirmed to him it was a extra large anal hook. It also confirmed what Lust had just done to him. He suddenly found he couldn't move his head back down. He couldn’t even move his head side to side barely more than a few centimeters or more in each direction. And attempting to do so only wiggled the massive metal object stuck inside him.

“There,” Lust finally stood up from the floor, resting Ink back on his knees and elbows. “Puppy's all done.”

Ink felt his waist get grabbed as he was spun around towards the large full body mirror on the opposite wall. With his head stuck facing forward, he was forced to look at himself; Locked and sealed away in his tiny rubber prison. Stuck on his knees and elbows like a dog, and his opened mouth began to drool like one.

The anal hook was connected to the back of his harness and was pulled tight. It kept his head in the position it was in. But it also made his ass angled up slightly. The suit had a large second zipper to allow the crack of his ass to be exposed. His hermaphrodite ecto made his two breasts hang freely that Lust jiggled with one foot.

“Oh wait, I almost forgot!” Ink’s flushed eyes were too distracted by the sight in the mirror to see Lust sit down beside him again. He was only taken out of his trance when he saw a pair of piercings held up to his face. Complete with little jewels weights hanging off them. “Can't forget these, I'm sure Puppy doesn't mind.”

“Haagh?! Uuuuh-Huuaait!! Uh-uh!” Ink's eyes went wide as he tried to shake his head. But his feigned objection was ignored as Lust snapped the two clamps on Ink’s nipples. The sharp burn made Ink squeal and his limbs shake in place until the pain subsided to a subtle ache. They weighed no more than a quarter each. But to his sensitive nipples it felt like dumbells were dangling from his tits.

“There, NOW puppy is all done.” Lust stood up once again and gestured around the room. “Well go on Puppy, try it out. Wonder around a bit.”

With his face locked in place, Ink slowly took his first quote on quote; steps. He knew right away to move by alternating limbs like a dog would.

Dream walked by Ink’s side as he walked on his knees and elbows. Right leg with left arm, and switch. His ass rolled right to left with each step he took. Up until he got closer to the mirror to get a closer look at himself. He couldn't see behind him since he couldn't move his head. So he was left staring at his helpless and flustered face. His tongue hung out like a dog and drool dribbled down like a bitch in heat with his mouth forced open.

He was again aided by Dream who held up a portable mirror behind Ink’s head so he could see his backside. Ink gasped seeing the hook buried inside him. He tried bobbing his head forward as far as he could go, watching the hook go deeper Inside him with each tug. And from the rear mirror view he could see his caged cock dangling uselessly in the air. A constant slow stream of pre-cum was slowly leaking out of him. He was THAT turned on. He only wished he could have more of his pink paint right now. He wouldn’t have been able to resist the urge to down all of it if he could.

Dream was finally coming into his more dom side, seeing Ink so helpless and needy made Dream become more comfortable. He stepped back and away from the mirror where Ink was still gazing at.

“I think Puppy’s ready to play now Lust.” he knelt down on the ground and lightly slapped his hands. “Come on slut, come here.”

Ink couldn't hide his embarrassment at Dream's cheerful and teasing command from behind him.

“Hai, haht ha hlut~” Ink could barely form a sentence with the silicone ring stuffed between his teeth.

“Hmm, that's funny.” Dream could be heard making a tutting sound as he heard him use his magic. Before Ink could attempt to turn around he heard something fly through the air. It was the only warning he had before he felt the sharp pain of something slap against his ass cheeks with a loud *thwack*

His entire body tensed as he howled from the sudden electrifying pain that quickly turned into a dull burning. He heard Dream winding back up a rope which he heard now dragging on the floor. Ink knew it to be both Dream’s favorite weapon and his favorite bdsm tool; His golden whip.

“Because I don't remember dogs being able to talk. Do you know any dogs that can talk Lusty?” Dream asked sarcastically, turning to his other mate. Lust was now standing beside Dream, now dressed in full latex attire; leggings, jockstrap, and a rubber crop top with matching belts on his arms, legs, and neck.

“No, I don't think I do, Dreamsicle.”

“So what noise do Puppy’s make, Slut?”

Good God, Ink was so unbelievably turned on right now. He didn't know what to say. His mind was so lost in bliss and the countless fantasies he was imagining would be coming true.

But his mind didn't respond to Dream’s question fast enough. So Ink was forced out of his daydreaming with another crack from the whip hitting his exposed ass. Ink wailed again and shook his ass to try and dim the burning pain. It wasn't hard enough to leave welts, but that didn't mean it still didn't hurt.

“What noise do puppies make?!” Dream asked with a little more bite to his words. “Answer me slut.”

“aaah-AR-ARHF! ARFH!!” Ink gazed back at his mates with the mirror. His ass was in perfect striking distance of Dreams whip. Without a choice, Ink barked loudly at himself in the mirror before Dream could raise his whip a third time.

Dream seemed satisfied by his loud barking and lowered the whip, quickly rolling it up in his hands. “Good boy, puppies don't talk, they bark. Now come.”

Ink shimmied to turn his body around. He immediately obeyed his mates and slowly but surely hobbled to them. He saw Lust crouch down when he got within arm's reach.

“Can you sit Slut?” Lust asked.

Ink didn't I know how that was possible with the hook pulling his head back. But to avoid getting punished again, or to maybe get a reward, he tried his best to obey. He pushed up on his knees and scooted his back legs forwards simultaneously. The combo let Ink’s body lean back and Ink plopped down on his legs with his elbows still touching the ground. His angled head gave a perfect view of Dreams' satisfied face.

“Good boy.” Dream stood directly in front of Ink’s face. The former guardian momentarily handed the whip to Lust while he dropped his black panties. Ink was forced to stare at Dream’s already wet pussy a few inches from his face. A torment Dream made greater by using two fingers and spreading himself open for Ink to see.

“Bark once for yes, two for no, okay?” Does Slut puppy want his master’s pussy?”

Ink would be drooling willingly if his gag wasn’t forcing him to. His painful erection that was trapped in its cage was practically answering for him.

“A-ARFFH”

“Good, puppies love to lick their masters.” Dream spread his legs and leaned forward with his hip. His shadow momentarily eclipsed Ink’s body as his face was pushed into the folds of Dream’s cunt. His eyes looked up to barely see Ink looking down at him from over his breasts. “You do love me, don't you?”

To show his love and obedience Ink greedily began licking up and between Dream’s folds. He couldn't go all the way up with his restricted head movement. So he instead quickly resorted to tongue fucking him as deep as he could with his gagged mouth.

Dream groaned as he felt Ink’s tongue inside him. The drool dripping continuously from Ink’s mouth began collecting on Dream’s pelvis as Ink licked and ate away like a starving animal.

Lust watched the intoxicating display from the side. His body had reached inside his leather jockstrap on instinct and began jerking himself. But he stopped himself after a couple pumps so as not to spoil it. If he was gonna cum, it was either gonna be from Ink servicing him, or by Dream with Ink watching.

He decided to put that thought on hold when Dream pulled back from Ink’s face. Ink’s lower jaw was now covered in his pink saliva mixed with Dream’s gold juices.

“Turn around.” Lust purred, unanimously deciding it was his turn and made a spinning motion with one of his fingers.

Ink again did as he was told and got back on his knees and elbows. He thought to turn around towards Lust. But his embarrassment grew when Lust corrected him to go the other way to show his backside. When His rear was fully facing away, he felt Lust gently brush his hand against his cheeks. They were still a little tingly from the two strikes he endured previously, but he still attempted to back into the touch. He silently hoped he would go further with the touching.

But not without a little incentive of course. Lust’s next command solidified that fact. “Present yourself.”

Now Ink had no idea how to do that. He thought he already was with how the anal hook made him arch his back slightly.

After a few seconds of confusion and a few confused moans, his mates decided to help him out again. “C’mon slut, put your face to the ground.”

Ink slowly began bringing his arms farther apart until his body leaned forward and his chin bumped the carpet beneath him. It seemed to be the reaction they were looking for based on the pleased sound Lust made.

“There you go, good puppy.” Ink’s face was almost face first in the carpet when he felt Lust’s fingers slowly slither inside his ass. He yelped and moaned as he felt two fingers in each of Lust’s hands grip and stretch his hole open wide. Sitting down on the floor gave Lust a perfect view inside Ink's now gaping asshole.

“Mmm, amazing gaping little anal pussy, and still sinfully tight. I can see the ball inside.” Ink was a pant mess with his face in the ground. It was all he could do until Lust to get his fingers out of him. But not before giving the hook a good push inwards. Feeling the ball get pushed in those few centimeters deeper makes Ink shout in bliss. He let out a few barks just to be safe and to show them he was a good boy.

Lust went back over to their wall of toys. It gave Dream another brief turn to play with Ink’s helpless form. He reached between Ink’s legs and playfully groped at the cage around his cock, gently fondling his tightly packed balls which were squished between the cage and the cock ring keeping the cage on. His fingers couldn’t help getting covered in the pre still dripping out of him. Dream could get his fingers lubed up with just Ink’s pre alone.

“Aw~ Puppy's poor cock wants out, doesn't it?”

“Aahh! Uh-ARF!!” Ink would be furiously nodding his head if he could. But both knew it wouldn't be coming off. No matter how hard his cock pressed against the walls of the cage.

Standing up, Dream brought his now wet finger up to his mouth and sampled Ink’s love juice right as Lust returned and sat behind Ink’s rear.

“Present” Lust’s firm command was met with a raised ass much quicker than the first time. Because now he knew how to do it. The fear of hitting his head on the ground was gone.

Ink was hoping Lust would remove the hook and hopefully fuck him. But instead, he felt one of the belts on his leg binders loosen. Ink felt something being fixed in between the belt before Lust tightened it again. Without being able to turn to look Ink had no idea what Lust had strapped to him. Only that he knew it was touching the anal hook sticking out of him.

“So here’s what’s going to happen slut.” Standing to his feet. Lust made sure Ink could see a small remote in his hand before he pressed a button.

“Uh-AAAHH HAAaaa~ A-Arf-arf!” When he did, the hook inside him began to shake as a metal rattling sound filled the room.

Lust took a quick second to relish Ink's shock before he pressed the button again. The magic wand he’d just connected to his leg turned off. Its vibrating base was touching the metal hook, allowing the vibrations to travel into it.

“We’ll give you until your first orgasm to escape from your little suit. If you can, we’ll let you cum as much as you like for the rest of the weekend.” Lust finished the other end of the deal when he leaned down to make sure Ink could see his evil grin. “But if you cum we’re not letting you out. You’ll be stuck as our little slut puppy for the whole weekend.”

“Huh?! u-AAAAHH!~” Ink’s eyes went wide before Lust pressed the button again, sending Ink back into a moaning and shaking frenzy. Lust had been joking right? He wouldn’t leave him like this until Monday would he? Ink wanted to both believe it and deny it at the same time.

But ink didn’t have time to worry about those thoughts in his head. If he was gonna even have any hope of getting out before an orgasm he needed to purge those dirty thoughts from his mind. No matter how difficult that seemed.

Kicking his front arms up, Ink sat himself back on his hind legs. Or as close to his hind legs as it got in this tight suit. He raised an arm over his head to try and reach behind his head. However the suit kept his flat palm glued to his shoulder. Trying to flex the arm was futile as they were stuck in their bent position, not extending even an inch. But that didn't stop him from trying. To his mates it looked like he was aimlessly flailing his numbs in the air. They had to hold in laughter at how humiliating and cute it looked.

Ink next tried rubbing his hands together to try and tear the suit. His breast being partially in the way didn’t help things. He was barely able to rub his elbows together like he was trying to start a fire by twirling a stick. At least that's what it looked like to Dream and Lust.

Trying to bite the suit on his arms didn’t work either. With the gag in his mouth, all he accomplished with that sorry attempt was getting the copious amount of drool smeared on his arms.

With his arms rubbing against his breasts in his vain attempts, Ink tried to shake the nipple clamps off which were rocking back and forth with each desperate movement he made. But he couldn’t even get those off! They were clamped so tight his nipples didn’t even hurt anymore. The pain had long dissipated to a dull numbness that Ink quite literally couldn’t shake.

The audience watching sat on the bed as Ink’s moans became louder and more labored. His attempts to get out actually tiring him slightly. But he wasn’t going to give up just yet, even though a part of him wanted to. There had to be a way out of it.

Planting himself back on all fours, Ink tried his legs next. He kicked each leg back and to the side to try and hopelessly shake the bindings off. The leather straps were attached to the suit itself so that too was a fruitless endeavor. Even if they weren't, the suit itself was more than enough to keep his legs bent.

“Does someone need to go potty?” Dream giggled, seeing Ink with one leg up like a dog trying to relieve himself.

The taunting made Ink only struggle harder, he also hoped that by kicking his legs the vibrator would move off the metal hook. But the tight strap on his leg kept it in place. He only stopped his kicking when his legs felt tingly, bringing him that much closer to exhaustion.

Ink’s petite anal pucker stretched and stretched as he tried to push the hook out. No matter how much he beared down on his rear, the chain connecting to his head kept the softball sized ball in him from moving even the slightest, all it did was stimulate his rear, making him moan more and add to the stimulation he was trying to fight off.

Using magic wasn’t gonna be a possibility either. Not with all his limbs useless. And the stimulation in his rear the the feeling of his caged cock made him unable to fully concentrate regardless.

The orgasm was getting closer, it was moving slowly but it was slowly getting closer. Each failed attempt added to his feeling of helplessness which only added to his building arousal.

“Here, let me make it more challenging.” Ink shuddered as he felt Lust’s hands grab his head. He had no idea how this could get any harder for him. So one could imagine Ink’s surprise and horror, his gagged voice screamed as he saw Ink empty his entire bottle of pink paint onto his tongue and into his mouth with one unceremonious dump.

Lust stood back up immediately and went back to sit on the bed. The effects of the pink paint took effect almost as soon as he sat down; Ink’s moans became more labored, looking like he was actually panting like an actual dog with his tongue sticking out. His face that already had a pink blush turned an even brighter shade of fuschia pink.

While inside Ink’s mind he began to panic even more. The climb to orgasm now became even quicker and his window to escape, if it even existed, was quickly disappearing. His panic was shown as his eyes were rapidly darting across the room, looking for something, ANYTHING sharp he could use to cut himself free. But he and his mates werent so stupid, keeping all the knives, scissors and other hazardous stuff in drawers, out of reach of his useless hands. Hands that wouldn’t have been able to use any sharp object if he could even get his numbs on one.

While rapidly looking around the room, Ink stumbered over his limbs in his desperation. His moans were interrupted by a surprised yelp as he fell on his side. In a last attempt to get free he rolled over onto his back. It was the last thing he hadn’t tried yet and was hoping it would accomplish something.

All he accomplished was make himself look even more adorable to his mates. With how he flailed all four of his limbs aimlessly. His body rocked side to side like a baby as his breasts jiggled back and forth to match his body’s futile jostling.

It was at that moment, the sound of his mates quietly giggling over his struggling that he realized it was hopeless. He wasn’t getting out of his slutty rubber prison. He was well and truly stuck. The only chance of escape was the zipper located just above his tailbone, impossibly out of reach for the little puppy.

And he felt the orgasm getting all the more closer as his body was now completely exhausted trying to break free. His tiny caged cock was so desperately trying to form an erection it actually hurt. It was throbbing so strongly it felt like his dick had a pulse. But Ink knew it was only a matter of time before that pain turned to pleasure. And it would be that pleasure that would get him over the edge to climax when it inevitably did make that turn.

“ARF aaaARF-ARF!! Aaagh~ AHNN-HUUCK!! AH-GUHHAA CUH!!” So surrendering to his fate, Ink rolled back over onto his trapped limbs. The hot tears of pleasure rolling down his face to join the drool on his chin.

Both Lust and Dream decided to forgo the fact that their puppy just tried to speak when Ink turned away from them. To their shock and pleasure, Ink laid on his chin and arms, presenting himself to them willingly.

They finally did it, the desperation had finally made Ink their loyal and horny puppy. So Lust decided to give their puppy a helping hand. He got up off the bed and sat behind him on one knee. “Aw~ Does slut puppy want to make cummies?”

Lust’s question was responded to immediately with loud and wailing barks and moans from Ink. Ink was so close. Hell he wasn't even Ink right now, not in his desperate and horny mind. To Ink he was their puppy, their slut, nothing more. He would bark and beg. He’d lick and suck both of them off like the loyal pet he now was if it meant he would get that orgasm. He showed it with how loud and desperate his barking was. His ass was quivering and shaking up at his mate, or more currently accurate owner/master to show him what he wanted. He no longer cared if he was stuck like this for a weekend, a week, or even a month. He was a puppy and he wanted to cum. Those were the only two things his mind could focus on.

“Since you asked so nicely~ How’s about I give Puppy a little hand.” Ink’s moaning became more rapid and impatient when he felt his ass get firmly grabbed on both cheeks. He expected to get groped. But what he didn’t expect was feeling Lust’s slimy purple tongue licking on his caged cock. Lust had laid on his back and positioned his head under and in between Ink’s shaking legs.

Lust was gifted with the longest moan he’s ever heard come out of Ink. He knew it wouldn’t be the only thing ‘cumming’ out of him though. Lust used his tongue and licked all around and through the tiny openings the cage had, allowing him to lick on the head of Ink’s pulsating member. With how swollen his dick look trying to get fully hard, it looked like the cage would fucking shatter and break at any moment. All three of them knew better however. No matter how hard and throbbing Ink got it was never enough to bust out of the solid metal holding his dick hostage.

Ink’s head was trying to thrash around. He was no longer able to bark and was crying tears of pleasure filled joy while trying his best to smile from behind the gag. His legs were shaking so bad he wanted to let them give out. But the idea of being a bad boy and possibly being punished for breaking his presenting and humiliation position kept him in position as he came.

And by the stars did he cum. Ink screamed and sobbed as his tiny cock shot his hot load into Lust’s mouth with an absurd amount of force, sealing his fate as their puppy for the next two days in the process.

Lust's mouth was held open like Ink’s as spurt after spurt of sticky cum shot into his mouth. He was tempted to turn Ink over and see how far his load would travel. But he didn’t want to take Ink’s mind out of the fiery trance he was in: Eyes rolled back in his head, toes curling and just begging to be tickled, and his tongue hanging out of his mouth and getting drool all over the floor in front of him

The orgasm lasted for at least twenty seconds. Though if you asked Ink he would say it lasted for far longer. But after the last trace of his cum was gulped down by Lust his body began to glow Lust’s purple magic as he was lifted up off the ground. He was levitated over and placed down on the center of the bed behind Dream.

“Looks like Puppy’s gonna be in that suit for a little longer.” Ink was still panting and gasping, still riding the high coming off of his orgasm. Lust and Dream climbed onto the bed on either side of him. Ink’s first thought after being mindlessly in euphoria was going to sleep. Sleep did sound good right now. And when Lust actually undid the hook chain, allowing Ink’s head to finally relax after being held in position for so long. Ink moaned lowly, feeling Lust intentionally pull the hook out of his ass painfully slow until it popped out. His ass finally getting an ever brief moment of rest.

But again only a moment, because unfortunately for Ink, he wasn’t quite done yet. It was demonstrated when he saw Dream’s soaked pussy for a second time plop down on the bed in front of him.

“You’ve been a good boy Slut. We allowed you to cum, so now it’s our turn, so be a good boy and get to sucking

Ink did as instructed without hesitation. Dream laid his body back fully on the bed as Ink leaned his head down onto his pussy and began to eat away. With his head unrestrained he was able to be a lot more thorough than the first time; plunging his tongue much deeper, his lips suctioned on Dream's lips, and able to lick up on his oh so sensitive clit.

While Dream was being stimulated by Ink’s front, Lust was preparing to claim his rear. Ink was only taken out of his job for only a brief moment with Lust’s underwear thrown on the bed beside Ink’s head so he could see. It was a subtle warning before he felt Lust’s cock begin hotdogging and humping between his cheeks teasingly. The cold sensation of the lube Lust had put on his shaft told Ink he was already ready.

“Present” was the only word spoken from Lust to get his Puppy to raise his ass in the air for him. It was much easier for Ink to do without the hook in his ass. And all the better for Lust to use his ass for what it was meant for.

Spreading Ink’s ass cheeks apart, Lust plunged himself inside Ink’s pucker. Only letting go of Ink’s cheeks to slap back when he was fully hilted inside of him. “Stars, how are you still so tight?!”

Ink’s body rocked forward as Lust pounded his dick in him harder and harder. The force pushing his face into Dream’s sex with each powerful thrust.

Both skeletons were so pent up watching Ink struggle. And without a cage holding them off, Lust and Dream were gonna cum much faster than Ink did.

Lust began panting in sync with the wet slapping sounds of his hips thrusting against Ink’s ass cheeks. He would pause every few seconds after an extra strong thrust before resuming at a more rhythmic speed. “Oh fuck, he’s gonna milk me dry soon Dreamy. I think I'm gonna beat you to the punch here.”

Dream shook his head as a single drop of drool ran down the side of his mouth. His hips were rhythmically thrusting up into Ink’s face just as fast as Lust was fucking their new puppy. “Oh fuck no, his mouth is too good!” Dream rebutted with breathless gasps.

Ink’s body instinctively tried humping the bed with his caged dick. All while the thrusting from Lust grew harder, and his face was suffocated in Dream’s delicious pussy. Ink could feel both of them nearing the peak of climax and Ink squeezed his eyes shut and bared down as both came crashing upon and in him almost simultaneously. His already warm and sweaty ass became even hotter, feeling Lust’s purple cum shooting inside him. It felt equally as good as Dream squirting his juices into his mouth. All Ink could do was continue to hold his breath as he was filled from both ends of his mates amazing fluids.

After another solid few seconds of climax and moans from all three of them. They all were now exhausted. Ink leaned his head to the side to catch his breath, and Lust pulled his cock out from inside him and rested on his knees atop the bed, a satisfied smile on his face.

“So, who came first Slut? Bark once for me, and Bark twice for Dream.”

Without taking his head off from using Dreams puss as a pillow. He opened his mouth and barked once. Dream smiled in satisfaction as he was still sprawled out on his back. Lust just pouted his bottom lip in disappointment.

“That's unfortunate, guess I’ll have to try pounding that ass harder next time.” Lust saw the box still beside him on the bed and began fishing through the few contents still left that they hadn’t put on. “Now it’s time to put Puppy to bed.”

With Ink able to turn his head, he was able to look back and see the tail plug in Lust's hands before it was sucked into Ink’s ass without warning. The plug stopped any and all of Lust’s cum, trapping every last drop inside his slutty hole. The base wasn’t nearly as girthy as the hook or Ink’s cane was, which both still weren't the biggest he’s taken, not by a longshot. But it was still more than big enough to give him that pleasant full feeling inside him. The long fluffy tail swayed side to side as Ink tested it out by shaking his ass up at Lust. It was much more comfortable than the hook, but Ink didn’t know which he liked more, because the hook was bigger and was more humiliating, though also much more uncomfortable to wear for a longer duration.

Ink was about to look over to the mirror to get a look at himself again one more time. But his curiosity would be left unsatisfied when a thick black blindfold was clipped onto the mask, snapping into place on the sides of his head. Ink was now stuck in darkness no matter how hard he shook his head. It wouldn’t come off no more than the rest of the outfit would, not without help.

All Ink could hear was a yawn from Lust before he was laid on his side by either of his mates. “We’ll see you in the morning, tomorrow we’ll let you out for walkies okay?”

“HAaa~ arf!”

Ink shivered at the reminder. The reminder that he really was stuck in this thing. The idea of him being forced to go on a walk outside, being paraded around for the locals to see him for the slut they all knew he was made Ink want to cum all over again. He moaned at all the dirty ideas and fantasies plaguing his mind. Fantasies he didn’t know if he’d be given a choice if he would go through with them or not. Because slutty puppies like him didn’t get that choice. And Ink wouldn't have it any other way. No more than falling asleep in between the two people he loved more than the multiverse itself.

“Good night Inky~” Dream sighed as the guardian closed his eyes beside him. The long sigh behind him told him Lust did the same, but not before Lust pulled his helpless body close to his chest, making Ink feel Lust’s cock erect again and rubbing his leg.

With one final bark, Ink closed his eyes and joined them. Silently hoping Dream lives up to his nickname and gives him plenty of wet dreams to enjoy.

Chapter 3: Saturday; Day One

Saturday; Day one

Now when it comes to the weekend, None of the three are ones to wake up early. They all loved and needed their beauty sleep, especially after staying up and doing what they did last night. But Lust’s volatile mental alarm made an exception for today. It was the start of arguably their greatest weekend sex adventure yet.

Lust had almost everything planned out since the day he first bought the bitchsuit Ink was still helplessly trapped inside. Who was still fast asleep and drooling all over the bed sheets in between them. He couldn’t see Lust’s eyes to know he was asleep with the blindfold still clipped on, but his slow and steady breathing told him he was zonked out.

So too was Dream, lying on his side on the opposite side of Ink. He looked to be curled up underneath the blankets, hugging them over his body in his sleep.

With Dream’s passive power of instituting arousal, Lust’s morning wood could not have come at a more perfect time. It was perfect considering the first part of Lust’s previously aforementioned plan he wanted to bring to fruition.

Reaching over to the nightstand, He opened the top drawer and pulled out one of many paint bottles as well as a spare pink vial Ink kept. One of many backups Ink and company kept in their home on moments like these so they wouldn’t have to cut any fun short for a drip to the doodlesphere.

Setting the two near identical bottles on the bed, he gently and carefully rolled Ink over onto his back, exposing his bare tummy and breasts like a dog. Rainbow bottle in hand, a mixture of all of Ink’s paint colors, he unscrewed the cap and held it over Ink’s opened mouth. He pinched Ink’s tongue to hold it out, and let a single drop of Rainbow paint dip onto it. It wouldn’t be enough to sustain Ink’s emotions for long after waking up, but it would wake the inky basterd up soon, and would be enough to at least last Ink the minutes needed for what Lust was desperately wanting to do.

Lust rested the paint bottles back on the nightstand for now. His next goal was focused on his other lover in Dream, still fast asleep. Lust hoped he would stay that way for a little bit longer while Lust worked.
He moved Ink over near the foot of the bed, making sure he wouldn’t fall off. He also kept the blindfold on for a nefarious and kinky reason Ink would come to see when he wakes. But first his next move was crawling up to Dream and uncovering him. The Wet dreams Lust vividly remembered having appears to have been shared with Dream, the very catalyst of them given the small moist spot and aroma coming from Dreams legs.

Lust loved the smell of apples in the morning.

Deciding to ‘have a taste’ Lust began his plan and pressed his nose directly into Dreams puss and inhalled longingly. He smelled amazing as alway. He spread his lover’s legs apart and continued to lick up, down, and around the folds of Dreams entrance. Wanting to both see if he could do better than Ink did last night and to get Dream to make some noises for him. Which didn’t take very long.

After a gentle touch against his clit, Dream mouth slowly opened and began to pant in his sleep. It was exactly what Lust wanted. Lust also made sure to pay attention to Dream’s face to make sure he didn’t wake him up too early. Judging by how Dream’s eyes were still peacefully closed, told Lust that he was good for now. So he continued on. Sticking a thumb inside Dream’s cunt to get it lubricated before he used it to gently massage Dream’s clit once again; pressing on it gently like a button, or gently rotating his thumb counterclockwise were his go to moves.

The result was just what Lust ahd wanted, seeing Dream’s magic brows raise in the air, his heavy panting turning into short breathless moans.

Lust’s three fingers then slowly burrowed there way inside Dream’s sex, the same hand working Dreams clit. The three fingers he used to slowly open Dream up wide: His pointer and ring finger pushing one way, while his middle finger pushes the other. The result was a gaping pussy Lust had to resist the urge to eat out like an animal. That and the moans from his mate became more and more high pitched and feminine the more he relaxed and opened his fingers inside him.

As if right on que, he heard the bed behind him begin to stir and Ink making a low grunt in his sleep. Both were noises that were barely heard over the ones Dream was making. But Lust was glad that he did hear them because that told him it was time for Dream’s ‘wake up call’ to begin.

Slipping his fingers out, Lust positioned himself in between Dream's legs. His morning wood that hadn’t gone down in the slightest was now lined up over Dream’s stretched and ready entrance. He waited until Dream looked to be calming down from the previous touching before he slowly and surely slid himself inside. His previous touching also did good to get him nice and wet enough to receive Lust’s cock without needing any lubrication. He started out slow and easy, only thrusting halfway in to make sure the shock didn’t wake Dream up right away. It gave Lust a beautiful chorus of moans from his lover each time he slid himself in.

Lust’s eyes weren't focused anymore on Dream’s face however, the face that began to slowly turn from right to left. Dream’s closed eyes slowly tightened in nirvana and his limbs began to slither on the bed like snakes. No, his eyes were now all on Ink, still lying on his back where he had left him. He watched and waited for the perfect moment. That Moment was when he saw the Ink’s head suddenly move right to left. The wake up he had been waiting for before he woke Dream up.

“Aaaahh~ Huagh? Heeegh?!” Ink hadn’t even had time to register the fact he had woken up, or to realize the blindfold was still on, or that he was still trapped in the tight rubber bitchsuit keeping him a prisoner of his own body. The first thing that registered to him was the sound of Dream moaning and whimpering just a few feet from him. He licked his dry lips, or at least he tried to before rolling over onto his side and listened to the sound of Dream likely getting railed. His caged cock that had already been trying to form an erection in his sleep was already throbbing with need as he was forced to listen.

It was at that moment Lust picked up the pace and began to drill his lover with everything he had. The grunts of force he made as his dick slammed into Dream’s pussy were immediately overshadowed by Dream jostling and screaming from the sudden increase in force and speed. His entire body tensed up, his arms and legs no longer slowly fidgeting and instead locked up as his limbs looked to be vibrating now.

“Wakey wakey Mr. Dream cum true. C’mon~ moan for me.” Lust didn’t care if Dream woke up now, which he looks like he did given his eyes shot open with another loud moan. What he cared about was Ink being forced to listen. And since he was listening in, Lust figured Ink might well be forced to watch too.

“AH~ Oh god! Lust, LUST! Oh stars don't St-HAAP!!” Hearing Ink whimpering on the sidelines with need. Lust finally used his magic and clipped off the blindfold obscuring Ink’s eyes. Now Ink was forced to both listen and watch Lust’s slimy cock go in and out of his other mate's cunt.

Lust pretended not to notice Ink watching, keeping his eyes glued to Dream’s drooling and wide eyed ahegao face. He reached forward and stuck several fingers inside Dream’s mouth while he continued to fuck him. Dream closed his mouth and began sucking on his three inserted fingers almost instantly.

Ink’s tongue hangs out of his locked open mouth. He wanted to be in either of their positions so bad. He wanted to speak to try and get their attention, but he quickly remembered the rule they established about no talking. So Ink raised his head and tried barking and whining to get his mates attention. But they either ignored him or couldn’t hear him over their loud and violent morning fuck.

Without much option, since he also couldn’t get off the bed without help, Ink tried to pleasure himself in some way. Sitting on his legs, he tried to bend and reach down towards his poor cock trapped and locked away. His nubs for hands flailed up and down but he was unable to even get past his stomach. All he did was make himself look more desperate and likely more adorable if either of his mates were watching.

The plug in his ass was the best he had at his disposal. So Ink got back into the presenting position and raised his ass up as much as he could, allowing gravity to do some of the work. He did his best to keep his eyes on the show he was forced to watch as he slowly clenched down on the toy inside him. He alternated between tightening it and loosening his rear to move it around inside him.

Sadly it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t near big enough, or strong enough of a stimulant to get him off. The dull feeling of the plug shifting around in his ass was the best he could do without some form of prostate massager or a vibrating plug.

After a few long and needy whimpers Ink gave up on that front. Spying one of the many pillows located on their massive bed, Ink hobbled over to it and used his elbows to position it under him. Once he knew he was center on the rectangular pink pillow he put all his weight on it and began trying to rub his cock and fuck it like a dog would. His hips moved up and down, rubbing himself against the pillow which caused the tail attached to the plug to sway up and down.

But again it wasn’t enough.The cage prevented any and all physical pleasure he could be having right now. But it was better than nothing. He closed his eyes and tried fucking the pillow even harder. The moans from Dream and the wet sounds of a dick penetrating him drove Ink’s mind to imagine the pillow he was fucking was Dream pussy. It was the best pleasure he could get. Even though he knew it was futile he just couldn’t bring himself to stop, no more than he could stop the drool from his mouth dripping onto the pillow beneath him.

Ink was only brought out of his fantasy land when he heard Lust’s voice finally speak over his and Dreams' moans. “Looks like our slut puppy is a little horny this morning.”

Opening his eyes, Ink could see Lust was looking over at him now. Neither Ink nore Lust stopped their hard fucking. Ink’s eyes were big and Lust nearly laughed as Ink looked to try and give him literally puppy eyes while he was fucking a pillow like a real one.

Lust however, wasn't weak and didn’t fall for Ink’s silent plea, or his loud barking he tried to do after he kept fucking Dream in front of him. It was made all the easier when Dream wouldn’t stop moaning and crying Lust’s name. Lust was doing half the work, Dream was practically bucking his hips up into him as his orgams was cumming close.

“Oh Lust pleaseEE! AHH-PLEASE I’m gonna cum! I’M GAH CUM! S-Slow D-UGH~” Dream’s pleas were cut off when Lust shoved his entire hand in Dream’s mouth to gag him.

“Go on then sunlight, cum. Cum for me!” Lust pushed his entire body weight onto Dream. The guardian wrapped his arms around Lust’s back as came nice and hard. The moment his walls began seizing and twitching instead of pulling out Lust left his cock fully sheathed inside him during his entire orgasm.

Ink couldn’t hold back a whine watching his two lovers both fuck without him and get off without him. It was extremely hot and yet so frustrating at the same time. He tried to stop his thrusts the same time Lust did. He longingly imagined feeling Dream’s walls on his own cock, the feel of filling Dream’s womb to bursting. It felt so real in his mind he could almost feel it. But all he could truly feel was the painfully throbbing of his useless cock squeezing against its gold jail cell.

His whining was interrupted by the satisfying sighs of his mates. Only after Dream’s climax ended did Lust finally get off him, the two finally turning to face him as Ink finally gave up on the pillow.

“Good morning puppy~” Dream cheered dreamily, still in mild euphoria from his orgasm. Dream tilted his head up from his pillow up at his and Lust’s ‘pet’ as the trapped skeleton turned around and presented, no request, no order to do so. It was the only thing Ink could do to convey to them what he wanted. He even shook his ass side to side for good measure. The fake tail lightly swishes side to side like a real wagging tail.

The desperate display got a flustered giggle out of Dream, who had long gotten used to this new pet dynamic to be more confident. While Lust let out a loud and short laugh.

“Little puppy wants cummies again, doesn’t he?” Lust asks, using a foot to gently rub Ink’s ass cheek from his supine position.

“Aaaahh-ARF!! uh-hu-ARF!!” Ink was furiously nodding his head and barking loudly, ass still raised in the air in anticipation. He was tempted to push the plug out, but decided to keep shaking the tail instead. He hoped the humiliating display would earn him an orgasm.

“I don’t think you’ve earned the right to cum, slut. Considering you tried to touch yourself like a bad boy.”

Ink was about to shamelessly protest Lust’s unfair decision. Even though Ink knew he was only a pet right now, and pets don’t get to decide when they cum. But Ink was flooded with a sudden light headed feeling. It was gone almost instantly but the feeling was noticed by his mates. The color of his ecto had become slightly paler than it was a second ago. The three knew that was Ink’s body telling him his paint supply was running low. The little drop of paint Lust had given him was starting to wear off.

“And I think it’s time for Puppy to eat his foodie.”

Ink’s body was again covered in a purple glow as he levitated off the bed. Ink trying and failing to touch the ground by flailing his limbs in the air. The weightless feeling was only for a second before he touched the carpet on the floor. He took a few test steps with his limbs. He had the muscle memory down on walking on his knee and elbows down almost.

Once he had his footing again he looked up to his mates, Lust was going though the box that his suit had come in. Ink thought there couldn’t have been any more large items left in the box judging by its size. But to Ink’s surprise Lust pulled from the box a small pink dog bowl.

“Here we go, Puppy's brand new dish.” smiled down at Ink, holding the bowl with both hands down at Ink to see that it had the word ‘slut’ engraved on one side and ‘puppy’ on the other.

Even though neither could see it. Lust and Dream both knew Ink was blushing like mad under his pink and white hood. Ink just stood there initially in shock. Ink couldn’t believe that he was about to eat out of a dog bowl too. Everything about being in this suit was so humiliating and hot at the same time for Ink. He couldn’t even recall the last time he was flaccid since being stuck in the suit.

With Dream still processing what was happening, Dream turned and gave Lust a quick peck on the cheek before getting out of bed. “Well, I'm gonna make us some breakfast, while you feed him his.”

“I’ll be down in a minute to help.” Lust blew Dream a kiss as the still semi naked skeleton walked over and down the stairs.

 

Lust grabbed the two paint vials he left on the nightstand. He walked away from the bed and towards the stairs. When he reached the wooden floor just on the outskirts of the fluffy carpeting, Lust laid the bowl down and couched on the ground as he prepped the vials. He looked over to Ink who still hadn’t moved from where Lust had sat him down.

So Lust smiled and lightly slapped his own knee. “Come on boy, come here. Come get your foodie.” God dammit he was even calling him over like he was a dog.

As flustered and sexual frustrated as Ink was he obeyed. He slowly walked on all fours over to where Lust was emptying the rainbow mixed vial of paint into the round dog bowl. He just stood with his head over the bowl and waited for Lust to finish preparing his supposed breakfast. Even though Ink didn’t really need to eat real food since he was soulless.

Lust screwed off the pink vials lid and held the vial over the bowl to where Ink could see it. His eyes watching it intently from behind his gimp mask. He knew Ink loved that paint above all the others, it’s why he kept it on his neck as a necklace. A symbol of Ink craving love above all else.

After a few seconds of Ink tipping the vail to the side painfully slowly, both to draw it out and to make it look like he was going to add only one drop. Ink stupidly believed he would do that. Only to see Lust begin slowly dumping much more than one drop in. a slow pour of pink fell from the air and into the matching colored bowl.

“AAGH! UH-UH! UUU-UH! AARH-ARF!!” Ink shook his head and screamed as the full vial went from full to half empty, and from half empty to less than that. He barked twice to try and tell him no but Lust either didn’t listen or didn’t care. He was again powerless to stop it.

“What’s that puppy, you want all of it? If you say so~” Lust’s voice was dripping in sarcasm as much as the vial was dripping the last of the paint. In a second, the entire glass vial found itself swimming in the bowl with the rainbow liquid. Despite Ink’s protests, Lust knew Ink could take it. In the long time they’ve been together he’d never seen Ink throw up paint from dumping an entire pink vial of paint down in one gulp. He had done it numerous times and if he could do it last night and have an orgasm, then he knew Ink would be just fine here.

“There's just one more ingredient to add.”

Ink was both glad and hated that he looked up at Lust at that comment. Looking up he saw Lust pumping his dick in his hand. Ink’s eyes constricted to the size of pin prick needles, realizing that Lust hadn’t Cum in Dream moments before. He had been holding it in for this. Ink tried to wave one of his trapped limbs over the bowl to block him but Lust just moved it out of the way with his other hand.

“Aw~ what's the matter? I thought…you wanted cummies.” Lust asked in a mocking tone between his groans of pleasure as he’s already close to bursting. “I’m just…giving you…S-some protein.”

Lust aimed his cock over the bowl and his climax hit him just as hard as his cum hit the center of the bowl. One load and spurt at a time is forced to watch as the bowl becomes that little bit more full. Lust gently swirls the bowl in an attempt to mix the three liquids together before scooting the bowl closer to Ink’s head.

“There ya go Puppy, eat up.”

Ink looked up at Lust, then back down at the bowl under him. Lust couldn’t actually want him to right? How was he going to drink it? Without Lust pouring it in his mouth like last night, how was he going to it with the gag holding his mouth open.

Seeing his pets plight, Lust remained couch on one knee as he motioned him to the bowl under his head.

“Puppies use their tongues to drink.” The response made Ink moan and whimper in flustered embarrassment. Lust was in fact serious. He was gonna have to use his tongue and lap it up like a dog would.

Ink inched his head towards the bowl but stopped before his tongue touched its contents. He glanced over to his mate who remained where he was. He realized Lust wasn't going to leave until he at least started drinking.

“C’mon Puppy. You’re not being a bad boy are you? You need me to give you some motivation Slut?”

Ink sighed in defeat and looked back towards his meal. He didn’t know why he was lying to himself. He was 100% turned on by all of this. Being treated as a pet, being forced to act like one, and being completely helpless and reliant on his mates who he might as well call them his masters. It was all the biggest turn on, and Ink’s dick was more honest than he was; showing the truth of how he felt with his dick still squeezing the walls of his cage. The amount of pre coming from his dick could fill the rest of the bowl if Lust got that idea.

But before he did or he was coerced to, Ink did as he was told, sticking his tongue and starting lapping at the liquid like the good boy he was.

Seeing Ink’s face in the bowl got Lust’s dick hard faster than he’d expected. Though he was still sensitive and would save the next upcoming load for later. Smiling down at Ink eating, he reached over to the plug in Ink’s ass and gave it a few gentle tugs, causing Ink to moan into his food as he clenched down on the toy so as not to lose it.

“There you go, good puppy,” Lust purred while pushing the plug in to its original depth. Don’t want it going anywhere. His hand went over and began squeezing and groping at Ink’s ass cheeks, the other reached under Ink’s chest and was fondling one of Ink’s tits. He pulled out the nipple clamps he removed last night and reattached them to Ink’s exposed nipples while he ate. Ink wasn't expecting the return of the sharp burning of the clamps but he knew he couldn’t get them off once they were on, just like last night. He just whined and fidgeted while he continued to eat, drool falling from his mouth and into the bowl with his food.

“Lap it all up, don’t leave a single drop.” Lust stood up from the ground and moved towards the stairs, but not before giving Ink a gentle slap on the ass as he walked by, making Ink squeal in surprise. He silently wanted him to do it again, shaking his ass teasingly but Lust didn’t see it as his back was already to him. “I’ll be back in a bit, and remember; not a single drop.”

And with that final command Ink was left at the top of the stairs to eat. The paint and cum mixed bowl was already half empty by the time Ink heard Lust walking down the stairs to have his own breakfast. Though he would have to put some effort into licking the bowl clean, to make sure not a single drop was remaining. And even though it was likely one of the most humiliating things Ink had ever done, he knew it likely wouldn't be by the time the weekend was over. And his now heart shaped eye lights couldn’t wait to see what ‘cums’ next.

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The running water sink rinsed the soap off the last of the dishes from the morning's breakfast. Dream smiled as he ran the sprinkler into the pink dog bowl Lust had given him after their puppy had finished eating. Not a single drop was left in the bowl. Though that didn't stop Dream from washing it off regardless with soap and water.

“What a good puppy you are Inky. Eating all your food, good boy~” Dream set the clean dog bowl on the drying rack of the sink before turning and looking down to his encased mate below him. His ‘puppy’ was looking up at him. “Can you wag your tail for me?”

Ink tails began swishing back and forth as Ink shook his ass side to side. Ink was almost completely stuck in the mindset of being a pet. If that meant him earning another orgasm, He would do it, even if the tasks were humiliating. Because in his mind, that's what a good pet would do; do whatever his loving masters wanted.

Leaning down, Dream reached under Ink and began to pet him, or more accurately grope his hanging tits. A small reward for his good behavior. His tried his best to lower his body to press into Dream’s hand as he was squeezed and caressed.

The two walked from the kitchen into the living room where Lust was standing in front of the couch with a tiny pamflet in his hand. His eyes looked to be deeply infatuated by what he was reading.

“Oh fuck, that plug isn't just a regular tail plug after all.”

“Aaag? Ga-huh?!” Ink watched as Lust closed the paper and tucked in back in his purple and blue crop vest. His body walked and he again knelt down before Ink’s exposed ass.

The long tail end of the plug was gripped by Lust where his fingerless gloved hands found a solid bulb seemingly hidden Inside the tail. With a smile gave the bulb a squeeze.

*ffffump*

Both mates watched as Ink suddenly tensed with a startled yelp. What they had heard preluding Ink’s surprise was the sound of a tiny pump filling with air.
The slick black rubber that was surrounding the plug had surprisingly been hiding a pump that could be inflated. The air release valve was stealthily hidden inside the tail’s fake fur and the air intake valve was right beside it.

Ink had begun to quiver and shake instantly as he felt the plug in his rear inflate ever so slightly. Ink began to moan desperately and shake his tail/ass, desperately wanting Lust to fill the plug up more. The one small pump already sent waves of pleasure in him, the desire to be filled and to have something massive inside him was fierce.

“Hmm, let's see how much we can stretch that hole.” Ink shuttered at Lust’s devious tone. Because fortunately or unfortunately for Ink, he fully intended to give him what he wanted and then some.

One hissing sound after another. Lust rapidly clenched the hidden pump over and over again in his fist. He watched with delight as Ink’s began to squirm in place, until after a dozen pumps his little slut puppy began to shake and quiver.

Ink’s moans rose higher and higher with each pump. He lost count at fourteen. All he could think about was the blinding and overwhelming pressure inside his ass. The strong and unbelievable need to push overtook his body as his pseudo muscles tried to push the foreign object out.

But right as the toy was about to shoot out, Lust’s finger stopped the plug by holding the base and gently pressed it back in. His finger held the toy in, even going as far as to apply pressure to push it as far as it could go.

Now the pressure had nowhere to go and was stuck inside him so long as Lust’s finger was there.

“Aaaa~ AARF!! AAHUUH!!” Ink squealed and moaned into Dreams' eyes. He had finished the dishes and was sitting in front of Ink, now caressing his rubber covered cheeks.

“You’re doing so well Puppy~” Dream opened his mouth and pressed his lips against Ink’s opened mouth. All while Ink couldn't stand still with the toy stretching his walls open wide. Ink still did his best to kiss back, his drooling tongue trying to wrap around Dream’s golden appendage that was gentling running along the corners of his mouth.

The adorable kiss almost made Lust relent on the plug, he stopped using the pump momentarily to see if the plug would stay in. Letting up the pressure on the plug showed the base trying to push its way out again.

But again ‘almost’ relent.

Ink’s kiss ended with a shriek of pleasure from Ink. The toy inside him that was already stuffing him got even bigger. Three more fistfulls of air were forced into him slowly to get the most out over each pump.

Both Lust and Ink were surprised in their own way that the plug could inflate this much. Unbeknownst to Dream and Lust, it was the most full Ink had ever felt.
He had never felt it be this intense, the dull pressure inside him became sharp, far more intense than any dildo he had taken.

To say Ink was lost in that feeling was an understatement. Ink couldn't stop moaning and gasping. Nor could he keep his body still: His head shook side to side flinging drool from his mouth. His limbs stammered and moved about aimlessly, and his ass kept shaking and trembling.

Letting go of the plug, Lust watched as Ink’s tight pucker stretched and strained to try and expel the toy. Each attempt made Ink whimper and fidget more. His eyes met his entrapped mate’s as he spread his ass apart to watch Ink continue to try and push the inflated toy out.

“You can’t get it out, can you Puppy?”

Ink shook his head fiercely. “Aah-ah!! A-ah!! ARF-ARHAA~”

“Well good I think that's where i’ll leave it right~ there~ Stuck and locked in just like the rest of your little body..”

To tease him Lust gave Ink a tiny pump. If it wasn't inflated as big as it was, Ink would have hardly felt it. But even the smallest little pump sent a shockwave up his entire body with how full he already was.

Ink tried to walk forward with Lust’s hand still on the pump. He hoped he could pull the plug out that way. But even with Lust keeping his hand stiff, the plug didn't budge. “AAHH GAH!! HAAaa~ AAHease~”

Lust cocked his head to the side playfully. His hand again firmly held the hidden pump inside the tail. “Now, is slut puppy trying to speak?!”

Shaking his head no, Ink began trying to bark and whimper whenever he wasn't moaning uncontrollably. The response seemed sufficient to not warrant a punishment. At least in Ink’s mind.

Lust then gave the plug a hard tug backward. Both to test to see if it would come out and to pull Ink closer to him. Sure enough the plug was stuck inside, and Ink was pulled close to his hips along with a startled yelp from Ink.

“Good, because I'm gonna give this plug another pump for every word out of your mouth, sound fair Dream?”

Dream smiled at Lust despite Ink giving him his best puppy eyes. “Yeah, I'd say that's fair.”

“Sound good Puppy?”

Ink again nodded in Dreams face, since he couldn’t turn around with Lust’s grip on his new tail. Only To feel another cruel pump go straight into his ass. Ink closed his eyes and let out a choked whine. His ass couldn't stop quivering. It was almost twitching as bad as his dick was. His trapped erection was hurting so bad, he needed to cum. He silently wished Lust would suck him like he did the other night. A few seconds of that is all he would need to blow his load. But without that, he knew he wouldn't be cumming. He’d need help, just like he did with everything else in his helpless state.

Lust chuckled seeing Ink’s squirming on his limbs from the small extra pump, knowing no amount of jiggling or struggling would help him in any way other than make him look more cute and helpless. Not to mention jiggle those tits and ass that both mates loved to touch so much.

WIth a golden leash in hand, Dream leaned forward and clipped the leash to Ink’s pink and gold collar around his neck.The tail end of the leash locking in place around the name tag momentarily got Ink out from the overwhelming feeling in his ass. Enough for Ink to look up at Dream as he stood from the floor, leash in hand.

“Alright Puppy, time for walkies. Do you wanna go for a walk?!” Ink shuttered, already feeling the leash tug as he was turned around towards the door. He playfully tried tugging on the leash to see if it would come loose. To say the least it didn’t. Though it did make Ink give the leash a little extra tug as he was pulled next to the door.

Ink just stared at the door. The realization that they were going outside grew on him with each passing second. He hadn’t cared before but now, the thought of people seeing him like this. Random people or friends seeing him stuck in this suit and being walked on a leash, the kinky thought made his paint fueled heat spike even higher.

When Lust opened the front door to the snow covered outside, Ink’s looked up to see a vibrating wand in Lust’s hand. The sight of it almost drove Ink insane. He barked repeatedly up with his eyes fixated on it. When he got his mates attention, Lust noticed his gaze locked on it, as well as Ink shaking his ass again to make his tail look like it was wagging.

“If you’re good, you can have cummies okay. But only if you’re good.”

Ink nodded his head before he felt the tug of the leash and he was forced to follow his mate’s into the snowy outside.

The two mates looked at each other as they looked both directions, one way being towards the woods on the left. The other was towards the rest of the town of Snowdin. It didn’t take but a second for the two to start heading left, much to Ink’s arousal and horror. He whimpered as he was pulled along by the leash fromDream who walked in front of him. Lust walking slower to walk beside his puppy.

If Ink had a soul, he knew it would be racing right now. It was still early in the morning. In Underlust that normally meant people were still waking up after their nightly ‘activities.’ So he silently hoped there wouldn’t be too many people out right now.

But Ink couldn’t really worry about it for long. His mind was a haze in his forced heat, and his body was pulsating with each step he took. The plug inside him that was basically a tiny balloon at this point was so big he could feel it moving around inside him with every movement he made. Every step was another wave of pleasure he couldn’t escape from. All he could do was follow along and moan with every step, relashing in the feeling of his ass still trying to push the toy out. His body had been trying so hard for so long his ass and entire lower body felt warm and tingly. The tingly made his legs feel weak and made his walking more shaky as a result.

But both Lust and Drea merely took their time, walking at a calm and leisurely pace so Ink could keep up. Ink knew they were just drawing out the walk into town, likely to increase the possibility of being seen. But they didn’t see anyone yet much to Ink’s relief.

So instead both enjoyed listening to the angelic sounds coming from Ink’s mouth, and the drool leaking from it. It wasn't the only thing drooling of course. Ink’s cock was twitching repeatedly and couldn’t stop leaking a trail of precum in the snow. His trapped cock was almost as tingly as his ass was. The overwhelming need to cum for so long made his member feel like it was burning.

However without any way to resolve it himself, Ink was forced to continue on. The dual tingling did good at keeping Ink on the cusp of orgasm but never enough to push him over.

The trio got far without noticing anyone: Past the giftmas tree, past their work at Grillby’s club, and even got past this AU’s library, nobody needed to guess what kind of books they had in it.

But their quiet walk ended when they were about to walk by the Inn which was the town brothel at the other edge of the village.

“Morning Lusty darling~”

Ink’s body tensed up at the sound of the female voice behind them, an instinctive action that caused him to clench down on the plug. It didn’t stay clenched for long of course as the inflated plug stretched him out almost immediately. To say the least it was the worst time for Ink to moan loudly like a desperate bitch, not that he wasn't one.

The unwanted outburst got a laugh out of Lust and a mildly embarrassed blush from Dream. Both turned around and Ink saw Lust’s wide and shameless smile as he addressed the voice Ink knew to be co-owner of the brothel, Susie. This was around the time she would come in and take over the day shift for her twin sister who runs the night shift.

“Susie~ How’s my favorite bunny bitch doing?”

Footsteps in the snow drew closer as Ink was still facing his mates. He looked up and whimpered at them when the chunching of snow stopped right behind him.

“Oh I'm just fine sweetheart, though not as fine as you guys are apparently. You guys got yourself a new puppy?”

Ink could practically feel the sarcasm coming from behind him. And he did feel a soft and furred paw glide over one of his ass cheeks. Ink instinctively raises his ass up to present without giving a second thought. Which only added to Ink’s desperate arousal with him being internally ashamed he did it so instinctively. He was that desperate for an orgasm.

“Yup, well trained and everything, I’m sure he’s just dying to play with someone new.” Lust says, matching Susie’s sarcasm. He glanced down at Ink who was looking up at him desperately. Did he want Susie to play with him? The thought of her possibly helping him cum was a silent hope that he couldn’t keep silent as he shook his ass up hoping she could see his desperation with his still leaking cock. “Think he wants you to pet him.”

The groping over his ass felt nice, and to be expected for Ink. What he didn’t expect was for Susie to grab and pull at the tail plug stuck in him. Ink yelped and squirmed in place as she moved the plug side to side to try and see inside him. Only for the sight of the bottom of the inflated plug to block her vision.

*fffump*

Ink barked and squealed loudly when the bunnies hand accidentally squeezed on the hidden pump. His ass was rapidly approaching his limit. The pressure inside him was so great and he was stretched so much it felt like a cramp that wouldn't go away.

To Ink’s relief it looked like Susie didn’t notice the pump she accidentally squeezed. What she did notice however was the small pool of pre in the snow under him.

While Ink was busy panting from the increase in pressure, he felt the tip of a finger run along his other increasing pressure. Ink’s arousal and hope peaked when the finger swirled the tip of his dick. But the finger was only there for a second before it was gone.

“Oh my, what a horny puppy.” Susie stood from Ink’s mesmerizing backside and walked over to the front to stand by his lovers still smiling down at him.

“He sure is, isn’t he.” Dream says lightly tugging on the leash to get Ink to look up. Ink got a good view of Susie; Dressed in ripped jean shorts that rode way too far up her ass and a jet black leather jacket. Her look was completed with a lip piercing as well as several on both her ears.

Susie brought her hand up to her mouth and slowly licked up her pointer finger like a popsicle. Going slow and being very thorough to get all of Ink’s slick pre from her finger. “You guys gonna let him blow his load anytime soon?”

Lust just shrugged as he brought the vibrating wand from behind his back. “I don’t know, should we?” His eyes remained locked on his Puppy as he flicked the wand on for a brief moment. He stepped over Ink and crouched down where Susie had been moments before. “Should we let you cum, slut?”

“Aah-ha!! Ah-ha YAAA!” INk didn’t even have a moment to think about his mistake.

*PPPSST!!*

Because right as the desperate plea left his mouth the plug was given another hard pump of air. Ink was an octave away from screaming as he thrashed his head side to side. He then felt a hand pressed below his cock, allowing Ink to feel that a bulge had formed under his ass.

“Now what did we say about speaking?”

Ink barked loudly while his ass looked like it was seizing with how much he was shaking. He beared down on his rear with everything he had. But he couldn’t even feel his hole try to stretch open anymore. He was so full the plug and the pressure had no way to go but deeper inside him, with no way to escape. The pressure felt mind shattering, intense and amazing at the same time, and very near his limit, if he hadn’t just reached it.

“Good boy now, I’ll ask again, should we let you cum?” Ink felt the cold plastic of the wands tip lightly squish against his balls. But still turned off and the anticipation was killing him, if the pressure in his rear wouldn’t when this was over. “Have you been a good boy?”

Lust had to hold the wand firmly as Ink’s body backed into it and pressed his fat ass against his hips. The sounds of Ink’s barks and whimpers echoed through the forest. He didn’t care if anyone heard him, he didn’t care how many people showed up. He was going to cum no matter what.

“Sit up then slut.” Lust commanded with a soft tone. And his pet quickly complied, Ink scooted his arms closer to him so he could sit up on his legs. Now Ink was directly sitting on Lust’s hand holding the wand.

*VVVvvvrrrrr*

Ink let his tongue hang out his mouth as the vibrator shook his sensitive balls, the years of being in chastity made even fondling his balls feel angelic. A description that matches the long and soft moans Ink was making while he tried to put as much of his weight on the wand as he could. He didn’t care that doing so also made the plug inside him get pushed into him further.

Sitting up also allowed his front and exposed body to be on full display. Their first audience member bit her lip to hold in a laugh seeing the clamps still hanging from Ink’s breasts. Seeing Ink squirming and flailing his arms, making the clamps sway side to side. It was a sight Susie couldn’t resist.

Dream didn’t even try to stop the horny bunny when she leaned forward and gently began tugging on the clamps by their little weights. The burning pain from the clamps only added to both Ink’s pleasure and his struggle. Susie watched with delight as the helpless skeleton tried leaning back to get her hands off. But that only made the clamps tug even harder on his nipples.

Ink began lightly bucking his hips onto the bulbed end of the wand that was driving him crazy. The climb to climax was still painfully slow, but given how full he was and how desperate he was too, there wasn’t much of a climb to be done.

 

“You’re close aren’t you sugar~” Susie gave the clamps another small tug to get Ink’s attention. His eyes had been closed tightly and they shot open to meet Susie’s striking purple eyes. He nodded his head at the bunny dominatrix while she tried to clean the drool from his chin, only for more drool to begin dribbling out of his mouth.

While still holding the wand under his puppy's boy pussy, he held out his hand towards Dream’s and the golden leash was handed to him. He curled the leash around his palm and pulled the leash taut behind his head. Ink’s head was then thrown back as the air in his throat was momentarily snatched away with his head forced up.

“Go on then slut, bark when you’re about to cum” Lust whispered in Ink’s ear, not letting up on the leash.

With his head held up, he noticed Susie was no longer the only spectator. Inside one of the rooms to the brothel they were next to an open window showing a couple watching the show. One of the monsters had a hand in the other's pants as they jerked the other. Another was watching from the building entrance, one Ink was able to recognise as Susie’s twin, Julie.

Ink couldn’t believe it, stuck and moaning like a bitch, dressed up and treated like one. He was about to cum in front of so many people. And Ink was loving it.

“C’mon little pup, I know you want to.” Susie ran her hand up to Ink’s face and stuck her hand inside his mouth. She enjoyed Ink’s moans becoming more guttural as he tried licking on her hand with his tongue with his drool covered tongue.

Seeing how shaky and twitchy Lust’s cock was getting, Lust moved the vibrator away from Ink’s ballsack and moved it back a few inches. When he pressed the wand back up against Ink, he made sure it was against the small bulge between his cock and his still shaking ass.

“ARF aaaHAA ARH-ARH-AAAHH~”

“Go one then Inky, Cum for us.” Ink’s eyes became crossed before he could notice Dream leaning over Susie’s shoulder to join her in caressing and groping his entrapped body. The voice of Lust’s words rang in his ear as his orgams was seconds away from bursting. “Show the entire village how much of a slut you are.”

Reaching his orgasm with a loud whimper, Ink bobbed his over the bunnies' now moist fingers as he finally blew his load. His white and sticky cum shoots up and spurting all over his abdomen in rapid succession. His hips still rocking side to side over Lust’s vibrating wand while Lust uses the leash to choke him, and his other hand to push and pull against the tail stuck in his ass.

Susie made an adorable gasp as Ink’s body shaking orgasm. “Aw~ look at his tiny cock, bet that feels good doesn’t it Inky-poo?”

Ink couldn’t even respond to the girl's comment, his vision was nothing but black as his eyes were rolled back in his head, and his mouth was still encasing her fingers into his gaping mouth.

As the orgasm began lasting in the double digits, Ink could hear the sounds of other people who had gathered to watch the bitchsuited puppy cum. The horny and slutty calls from people made Ink cum harder. “What a slut.” he heard one say, and “Wish I had a good boy like that.” As well as countless other embarrassing and humiliating puppy comments.

With his orgasm finally subsiding after what Ink could only describe as a miniature eternity, he was left panting and breathless in the snow. He was still sitting on his back legs as Lust finally legs go off the leash and turns off the wand underneath him. Allowing him some relief as he lowered his head, although the plug’s girth still made itself known. The post orgams fatigue made the tingling in his rear even more apparent now that he was no longer in desperate need for an orgams.

“Such a cute little pup slut he is~” Susie takes her finger out of Ink’s mouth and runs another finger along Ink’s chest, taking a little drip of cum and placing the finger back in her mouth and licking it clean. “Will we be seeing him again sometime?”

Lust smiled as he stood from the ground and unwrapped the leash from around his palm. “You come by Grillby’s tomorrow night and you just very well might.”

“I just very well might, later boys~” Susie gave the skeletons a coy wave before she finally walked over and entered the brothel was supposed to be at five minutes ago.

Ink’s eyes shot open as he looked up to his mate in shock. What the fuck did he mean by that? The mention of going to Grillby’s made Ink’s mind begin to wonder just how long Lust had planned all of this out. The unknown question Ink wished he could have an answer. But sadly he was barred from asking, not if he wanted the plug in his ass to get any bigger than it already was. He couldn’t take it getting any bigger. And he was certain he wouldn’t get an answer anyway.

“Aaah? A-arf?!” Just as Ink predicted he didn’t get any answer. All he got was a spank on his ass from Lust, he left a nice cold hand print from the cold, before he squeezed and groped at one of his cheeks.
Before he could protest over the groping of his sensitive body his tongue was lightly grabbed by Dream with two fingers. The two locked eyes and Dream smiled warmly at him.

“Excited for tomorrow Puppy? You’re gonna have so much fun tomorrow~ you’ll just have to wait.” Dream leaned in and kissed the hole where his nose was before letting go of his soaked tongue.

Lust walked back around to join Dream as the two looked over Ink’s body. The drool from his mouth had dripped down onto his tits and got on his tummy, so too did the cum from his orgasm that splattered all over his gut and the lower parts of his boobs.

“Aw look at you, all sticky and messy. Looks like somebody needs a bath when we get home.” Lust’s proposition got more puppy eyes from Ink, another humiliating experience he likely had no choice to avoid.

 

Dream nodded his head in agreement, taking the leash back from Lust right as Ink turned around and wiggled his ass again. They could tell Ink was trying to tell them to take the plug out, or at least deflate it. Dream may have honored Ink’s desperate request but Lust wasn’t so kind, he reached down and gave the plug another tug and another, much more firm spank on his ass.

“Come along puppy, let's head back. I’m sure others will want to stop and say hello along the way.”

Ink sighed and moaned in defeat as the leash bagan to pull with his mates, forcing him to follow and make the walk back home. The houses and businesses they had to walk to get there now had their lights on and people exiting their homes and wandering about. Some were already getting an eyeful at the slutty puppy being walked by the AU’s two favorite skeletons.

All Ink could do was follow along and continue to try and push the toy out, he wiggled, bucked, and jiggled his ass but nothing worked. With how many people
were between them and their home, Ink knew they had a long walk ahead of them. Ensuring that the plug will be in him that little bit longer and the cum covering his body for all to see.

Ink just silently hoped nobody would get lucky like Susie did and found the pump.

He doubted he’d be so lucky though.

Chapter 4: Sunday; Day Two

Sunday; Day two

Dinner had gone on relatively normal for two mates with a puppy. The two had sat in relative peace, chatting and talking with each other about the day's events, all while their puppy sat by the table looking up at them. Of course they compared it to a dog begging for food, even though Ink couldn’t eat anything solid with his mouth forced open.

Now Lust was crouched down in the living room behind Ink, who was doing good at presenting himself to him without even a command. Dream was upstairs grabbing the dog leash as well as a few other items they would need. Lust had a firm grasp over the tail plug and began the joyous process of pumping him up again, making sure to do it nice and slow to make sure Ink felt every inch of his insides being stretched open. It was also so Lust could hear those slutty noises Ink was making to their fullest.

The second and last day Ink had spent inside his puppy bitchsuit so far wasn’t much of a far cry from the day before. A brief morning fuck session followed by Ink having to shamlessly drink his paints out of a bowl. It was a routine the three honestly could get used to; Lust was all for having a helpless and trapped subby mate. Dream was mostly turned on by how cute and adorable Ink looked. And Ink couldn’t not love it for many reasons. The main one being all the pink paint he was made to drink. But even without the extra boost, waking up in his useless and reliant state, it made the love he got from his mates feel all the better.

The majority of the day also remained similar to the last. An early morning walk through town, followed by a warm and relaxing bath. The next several hours had been spent watching TV with Ink on the floor or being cradled in their arms. A few more wank/fuck sessions that Ink would be forced to watch. The rest of the day was spent inside, Lust and Ink would use a few toys to play games with their puppy. The main one being a tennis ball that Ink had to go fetch, it didn’t help that he couldn’t even pick it up with his gagged mouth, so he had to resort to rolling it back with his chin.

As humiliating as all the games were, Ink didn’t care, if he even did at any point. He hadn’t even attempted to speak a single word throughout the entire day: barking, whimpering, and speaking with his body via wagging or raising his ass like any good dog would. Ink was honestly surprised with how easily he came into acting like a pet and being treated like one.

As dinner time had rolled around he hadn’t been ‘punished’ once. Ink would have thought that his good behavior would have earned him at least one orgasm by now. But each time he presented himself he was always told by Lust to wait for tonight.

Other than the constant need for an orgasm, the uncertainty of what was going down tonight at Grillby’s was the other thing on his mind constantly. He couldn’t stop thinking about it since the not so subtle hint to it on yesterday's walk through town. The fact that he mentioned Grillby’s club sent a thrilling chill up his spine. It was easily the most popular establishment in Snowdin next to the brothel a few buildings down.
That meant that likely the entire town could see him like this. Though word travels fast in such a small town. He wouldn’t be surprised if all of Snowdin at least knew about it by now after last night’s walk.

And Ink’s curiosity was finally about to be addressed. With dinner now over the trio began getting ready for the walk to grillby’s, because where would the fun be in simply using a shortcut, at least that's what Lust said.

The obvious start was getting Ink’s tail in and his ass nice and pumped up. Lust took Ink’s moans changing in pitch after over a dozen pumps that it was good enough. He gave the tail a little tug back for good measure to make sure it wouldn’t come out, at least not until they got to Grillby’s.

No amount of practice or training Ink could do that made the pressure inside him any different. The feeling was always the same. The pressure and need to push being exactly the same as the other night. Just as his fruitless jiggles and shakes looked the same to Lust and Dream. Seeing their puppy try to get even one part of his ensemble off drove them mad, or at least Lust anyway. Dream more so liked the adorable factor of it all.

At least Lust had been kind enough to take the clamps off for the night.

Other than the leash, Ink thought that was the last thing before he was tugged along to Grillby’s to his unknown fate. So Ink was curious when Lust fished something out of his shorts pocket and Ink felt his hands grasp one of the zippers behind his back. A part of Ink thought why he was gonna release him early, as the day wasn’t up yet. A part of Ink was disappointed by that theory. Which only confused Ink as he would have thought he would be relieved to be out of this suit by now. But his emotions didn’t lie, nor did his dick which was still twitching and dripping away now that he was stuffed like a turkey.

Instead of hearing the zipping traveling up his back, he felt a hand grasp the second zipper for the opening that ran between his ass cheeks. A second later he heard the clicking sound of Lust locking a tiny lock over the two zippers, making using either impossible without a key. Even though Ink couldn’t see it, he recognised the sound and a twinge of surprise shot through him, he couldn’t help but moan and bark to get Lust’s attention. He didn’t know why he wasn’t trying to speak since he was genuinely curious about what his mate was doing.

“Aaahh? Hu-arf! ARF! ARGH?!” Ink sucked in his tongue to try and swallow the drool still trying to leak out of the ring between his teeth. He felt and heard another click behind his head as a second lock had been applied to the back of his collar. Now the mask couldnt be removed either since the collar blocked the zipper.

“There we go all locked up for tonight~” Lust patted Ink’s head as he scooted over to be in front of his helpless puppy. He made a note of showing a necklace with a glowing purple key on the end of it for Ink to see. A key that glowed with Lust’s magic, meaning that the locks were imbued with his magic. No key could unlock the lock without a key directly made by Lust’s magic. “Don’t want anyone getting ideas and letting Slut puppy out early, do we?”

As Lust was clipping the leash on his collar, Ink noticed a few other items his mate was holding: The blindfold for the gimp mask he was wearing, an XL regular buttplug made out of solid glass making it see through, and what Ink guessed was an XL bottle of water based lubrication. And the same vibrating wand that Ink loved and hated.

Ink watched Lust put them all in a tiny box before handing the box over to Dream. But not before he took the blindfold off and couched back down in frold of his face and clipped it on much to Ink’s moaned protests. “Don’t wanna ruin the surprise now Puppy. C’mon let's go for a little walk.

Ink’s breathing was racing as he was led out of the house by the leash, it was the only thing that guided him with his vision gone. All he could do was hope Lust would direct him so he wouldn’t bump into anything, but Lust was keeping the leash cord fairly taught in his hand for that very reason.

It was late in the evening, and as Ink walked and hobbled on all fours behind his lovers his dick couldn’t stop leaking in the snow again.. Because he knew the town was bustling in the evening and night hours. Add the fact that he knew there were people likely watching him and he couldn’t see them made him so ungodly horny. So much so that if the plug in his ass even vibrated a little Ink would likely cum in the middle of town again.

The deeper the two walked into the town the more footsteps he heard from passersbys and the whispers and catcalls that he knew were directed at him. Though surprisingly enough they didn’t stop at any of the numerous advances and offers thrown their way involving their little pet.

Ink knew they were close to grillby’s from the music coming from the front of the establishment. His face was so flushed and hot under his rubber mask. He thought he was about to be led in there and likely paraded about for the likely dozens of people inside.

But unknown to Ink, Lust and Dream had another, more dirty idea and destination in mind. Because instead of walking through the front door, Lust led the way around the side of the building where on the far end of the building was a door with dim pink LED’s lining its edges, and a very big and burly bouncer was standing in front of it that Ink was oblivious to.

The trio walked up and stood behind the velvet rope separating them from the entrance. Neither needed to say a word as the tall monster and muscular monster instantly moved the rope out of the way and motioned them inside. Neither of the Puppy’s' masters could see the bouncer's face with his black shades obscuring them, but they both knew he liked what he saw at their feet with the small tent he was pitching in his pants. A surprising feat given the bouncers were pretty desensitized to sex stuff, though they guessed not to as an extreme a degree as a monster moaning in a bitchsuit like a real female bitch.

Once they walked into the relatively quiet inside was when Lust and Dream sensed the shift in their Puppy’s aroused demeanor. The three had worked at Grillby’s long enough to where Ink knew what part of the club they were in even without his vision. Cuz the smell of alcohol and sex confirmed it for him.

The front of the building of Grillby’s club was a more standard strip club with a standard bar, music, and obviously lewd dancers wearing the most lewd clothing imaginable with no touching allowed. But the back end of the building that was soundproofed from the rest of the building was reserved for those patrons that wanted a more ‘hands-on' experience. A place where both workers and patrons could get it on with a mutual contract of respect and chivalry. Dancer could fuck the guests, guests could touch grope and fuck the workers to their hearts desire so long as it respected the boundaries of what was accepted. And even guests would get frisky with each other.

To say the least, the back was just a full on orgy room with a bar; lounge chairs, couches, and several fetish devices were spread all across the room where Ink knew they were likely going into in a few moments.

Walking the narrow hallway towards the main ‘lounge area’ they two turned and entered through the employees only door just off to the right. The door taking the trio on the other side of a shiny metallic stage that was separated front the rest of the action by a thick velvet curtain.

Ink could hear the action going on in the room he thought he was in, unaware he was separated by the curtain. His mind was already running wild of all the people that were likely drooling over him.

So Ink yelped in surprise when he was picked up off the ground using Lust’s magic. Ink’s breathing accelerated rapidly with his vision being blinded as he levitated in the air. But Dream’s calm voice reassured him.

“S’okay puppy, you’re gonna have so much fun~” Ink whimpered as he leaned his head into Dream's touch, trying to lick Dream’s hand shamelessly.

Ink body was rolled over before he was laid flat on his back on what Ink could best describe as a stupidly small surface. His head tried to lay back on something but his head was left dangling in the air from however high up he was, he didn’t know…yet.

“Just gotta make sure you’re all strapped in and ready.” Lust whispers over the sound of the slow music playing.

Ink was initially scared to move, but Ink and Dream did the work for him. His arms and legs were pulled to their sides, and after the sound straps were clipped into place. Ink found his body was now stuck to the table, his legs and arms were strapped down in a spread eagle position, at least that's what position he would be in if his limbs weren’t folded up. The only part of his body that he could move was his head which dangled off the end of the table.

Of course that didn’t stop Ink from testing out his restraints to see if he could get out or try to loosen them. There was no such luck. All he could do was wiggle his torso side to side and that was about it.

“Uuuuaagh? Hheam?? Huss?” Ink finally broke his no speaking rule as he tried calling out to his mates. They had been relatively quiet and he couldn’t hear them. His fear of what was going to happen both made him horny like he couldn’t believe, but being unable to see his two mates still gave him a tiny ping of worry.

One of Lust’s fingers gently brushed between his gagged lips and he quietly shushed him. Reaching his hand up to unclip the blindfold, but not before quietly removing the key from his neck and handing it to Dream, who smiled as he hid the key in his bra between his tits.

It was at that moment that the blindfold was finally taken off. The second his eyes adjusted to the extremely dim lit room Ink knew what was happening. He raised his head and looked at himself to see he was restrained by four belts on a fuck bench. Not only that he recognised the curtains as being the main stage for where seductive singers would perform during the night.

Dream continued to stay in Lust’s view as he pet and played with his face. Meanwhile Lust was still on the other side. He reached for the pump and began deflating the plug all the way. The slow release of pressure gave him a content moan from Ink When Lust effortlessly pulled the plug out from his soon to be used hole.

The XL plug and vibrating wand Lust sat down on the tiny bench beside Ink’s rear. Standing up completely , Ink watched as Lust motioned to a large knotted rope hanging a few feet away behind Dream. Before he wandered over he gave Dream a slow kiss on the forehead. “You ready to have fun Puppy?”

Ink didn’t know if he should say yes or not. He was beginning to have an idea of what was going to happen, but that still didn’t make the anticipation any less nerve wracking. But he nodded anyway simply because he was just so horny he just wanted whatever sex that was to be had to happen as soon as possible.

Once Dream walked over and pulled the rope the curtains obscuring the small stage parted and Ink eyes went wide as he looked out from the stage. There had to be at least close to thirty people! Everywhere he looked there were sexual acts being conducted in all kinds of ways that made his mouth drool even more: Lapdances, blowjobs, a poly group going at it on one of the sofas, he even saw a sub being fucked while being suspected in the air by several meters worth of rope.

Walking about to the front of the rather small stage Lust gave a loud single clap of his hands to get everyone's attention. Because so far the only one that he did have was the skeleton tied up behind him.

“Hello and good evening ladies and gentlemen .” Lust calls out quietly, the music radiated around the large lounge goes off seemingly automatic with the activity on the stage. “Tonight we have a very special main event planned.”

The patrons who bothered to look up from current activities, which was about half of the room, first noticed Ink laying on the fuck bench squirming fruitlessly. Some patrons stopped in the middle of blowjobs and heated poundings to see what was gonna be figuratively and literally on the table.

“As some may know, we have a loving puppy who has been a very good boy for the past few days. Dream and I think he deserves more than just a little reward, and we intend to give it to him.

Walking around and over to his bound puppy, Lust stood behind the fuck bench as he adressed the interested crowd. Some looked arguably just as horny as Ink looked, though Lust doubted that given how desperate Ink certainly was

Lust used both his hands and dug his fingers into Ink’s exposed and tender nipples. He pinched at the little nubs, pulled and twisting them with two fingers, bringing them to peak hardness and sensitivity. And Ink couldn't do a damn thing about it. All the puppy could do was wiggle his torso to try and jiggle his tits free. But instead it only made the sting worse as Lust’s fingers remained latched on.

“But I thought, why not give others a chance to enjoy our good boy. To give him a reward and show him how much of a good boy he really is.”

While Lust continued to address the crowd, Ink’s other mate in Dream gently caressed Ink’s head. Ink’s nervous muttering calmed with Dream’s gentle touch. As long as both his mates would be there, Ink didn’t care how many people ravaged him. Even if the thought was a little intimidating.

“It’s okay puppy, Lust and I will be right here if you need us.” Dream whispered while attempting to wipe the drool from Ink’s mouth.

“So to anyone that wants to pump our good boy up, feel free to cum up. Just make sure you plug him back up when you’re done.” Reaching under the table. He turned the table around on its rotational axis to aim Ink’s plugged up ass to the crowd. He saw more than a few hungry eyes on it instantly. “So…who wants to go first.”

With his head facing the rear of the stage Ink couldn't see who approached the stage. It was only when he registered two sets of footsteps that the stand was turned to the side so Ink could see.

“Hello again Puppy~”

Ink looked and moaned when the familiar fingers of the brothel keeper found their way into his mouth. Susie was forgoing being gentle and stuck her fingers deep down Ink’s throat.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I brought my little hubby with me. I even let Jack out of his own little cage just for you. Too bad you can't do the same.”

The smaller black haired rabbit anxiously walked around and grabbed at the plugs handle without hesitation. Ink felt the hare twist the round plug inside him to check if he was lubed up enough. When the plug glided inside him clockwise he pulled the plug out with a pop, making Ink yelp and moan onto Susie’s gloved fingers.

Susie had certainly dressed for the occasion. Ditching the goth outfit she wore the other day and was now wearing full BDSM rubber attire: black leather boots were even longer than lust’s, they were well above knee high and went half way up her thighs. She also wore long black rubber gloves to match them, and a tight spandex bra that was intentionally a size or two too small to make her breasts pop.

But none of those items were what caught Ink’s attention. No that was reserved to what she wore on her underwear.

Ink’s eyes couldn’t take his eyes off Susie’s hips, even when he felt her husband Jack slip his cock inside and began thrusting into him. Not the biggest cock Ink had taken, but that didn’t mean it didn't feel amazing.

As she gripped Ink’s head with her hands and pulled his head to lean back. Ink was met face to face with the massive strap on Susie was wearing over her rubber panties. She playful flicked the tip of the black rubber cock against’s Ink’s face.

“Now why I don't think that cute ass of yours needs warm up, I think that mouth needs a good warm up pounding.” Susie used two fingers and held Ink’s tongue out of his mouth as she lined up the tip over his ringed opening. “Say ‘ah’ oh wait, you already are.”

“Aaa-hhhgg!! glk-hrrlk” Ink’s thoat tensed up as the squishy tip squeezed past the ring of his gag like it was a cock ring. It was just barely big enough to slip inside and fill Ink’s entire throat.

“Mmm yeah, even when gagged you’re good at taking cock like a good boy.” Susie smiled as she monetarily looked up to her husband who had his eyes closed and looked closer to climax already. No doubt due to having been in chastity for who knows how long. “Make sure to fill that boy pussy hunny.”

Susie stopped halfway to let Ink’s shaking body settle down. It took a bit of effort for her to slide the cock back out with how tight the ring gag made it. But since it looked like the head was about to slip out she trusted it back in again making Ink gag again.

After a few good thrusts she ceased pulling it out halfway and gripped his head tighter. All the while Ink could feel the hare shooting his hot load into him.

“Come on Puppy, you can do better.” Susie slowly scooted her body closer, allowing every bit of the 11 inch dildo to creep down Ink’s throat. Susie watches as Ink’s eyes roll back in his head, his face touching her pelvis “wow, all the way in huh? Your mouth is as good a pussy as your ass is…Now time to fuck it like one.”

Ink gasped when the didlo was removed to about halway, allowing Ink a quick gasp of air. But a quick gasp was all he got before she slammed the entire shaft back down his throat.

“HLKK…Grk…HNGH!! MMLRK!!” Ink’s eyes began to water as his throat was repeatedly closed and opened as Susie began drilling into his mouth. As his eyes began to water, the hare pulled out from his rear, and Ink braced as the XL plug was inserted back into his tight hole. It helped that it was solid glass so one could see into his insides.

It would be the perfect window to see all the cum it would inevitably collect and trap inside him.

“Go sit back down dear, Mommy's gonna have a little more fun.” Susie sneered playfully as she slowly ceased her violent face fucking, though not the way Ink was expecting. “Now take a deep breath and hold it for me sweetie..”

As susie started pulling out Ink took the biggest gasping breath he could. The moment the bunny dominatrix saw it, she slowly inched it back in and closed off his throat once again. But this time she didn’t move at all. She just stood there with the massive cock all the way inside Ink’s throat.

“Just speak with your eyes and tell me when you need to breathe okay?”

Ink didn’t have much of a choice as his body squirmed against the four chains holding him to the table. He closed his eyes and tried to focus on holding his breath for as long as he could. He had deepthroated dick as big as this. His record was over a minute.

But his focus was broken when he felt the plug being gently pulled and the brief and unexpected touch of pleasure made him break concentration and he gagged. And with it, all the air in his reserve.

Ink’s eyes shot open as he tried to stop gagging but that only made his ecto throat burn more. “hmm! hhHHH-MMM!!! NRR!!” Ink looked up at Susie as his eyes darted in every direction and his entire body began thrashing.

“Good boy.” Susie whispered as he quickly pulled out of Ink’s throat, allowing Ink to gasp for air. His desperate need for air made him momentarily forget about the tug on the plug until it again popped out of him and Ink moaned breathlessly. The slick drool from his mouth adhered to the dildo that hung a few centimeters from his head.

Susie looked up from her work to gaze at the next taker on Ink’s ass. Her dom persona slipped for a second seeing the massive figure on the other side of the table. “Ohhh, looks like the Puppy’s gonna get fucked by another one.”

The second Ink caught his breath and lifted his head up to see the massive greater dog towering over the table. His even greater dick was already resting on the table with a massive and pulsating knot.

The former royal guard dog before the serum was now working as the second bouncer at Grillby’s club. Though he worked the day shift so it looked like he was off the clock.

However, Ink didn’t have much time to gawk at the massive cock for long. Because when Susie walked around to the side of the table, another set of hands grabbed his face and pulled his head back down. This time instead of one, Ink was met with two leaking dicks from an unknown monster. After a failed attempt to insert both of them at once, the monster setted with one while the other rubbed against Ink’s chin with each thrust.

“Looks like he’s all ready for you big guy~” Susie stood next to Greater Dog and lined up the massive fifteen inch dick from the canine monster. The dick was only halfway in when Ink started to squirm again.

Dream and Lust were both sitting on lounge chairs in front of the stage while they watched their mate get split roasted. They loved watching Susie take the reigns as the main dom as she stood between the two monsters. She was currently grinding the drool covered strap-on against Ink’s tits.

That was until she noticed the pool of pre-cum that had been leaking from Ink’s cock and had collected on his stomach. The sight made he cease her tit fucking as leaned down and ran he tongue around the pool of clear slick. Licking up until every drop was gone.

The feeling of her tongue made Ink have to suppress the need to giggle so he wouldn't choke on the dick in his mouth. It was already difficult as it is when his ass was getting stretched by the canine dick driving into him three times a second. The dick plunging his ass was much bigger than the glass plug sitting on the table beside him both in length and girth. So Ink could feel every ounce of the giant meatstick with each thrust.

“Mmm my~ someone looks ready to blow~” Susie’s soothing voice penetrates the calm and quiet music of the lounge. Her hand grabs at Ink’s trapped cock and presses in between the cage openings where the warm pseudo flesh was pressing out.

Ink whines at the gentle prodding of his useless member. He couldn’t exactly look up to see Susie reaching over to the vibrating wand Lust had left on the table next to the bottle of lube. The surprise Ink felt the the vibrator presses against his balls was literally gagged by the cock in his mouth, not allowing his squeal of euphoria to get out.

Even though he couldn't verbalise his overwhelming bliss, his body spoke for him. Ink bucking his hips up in the air to press into the wand. Every part of his body was shaking and squirming in place. Even though Ink could see his mates in the corner of his eye, he was imagining struggling to escape some nefarious kidnappers as they used him against his will. He showed it in his struggle. Though his bucking hips into the wand showed he was as turned on as ever.

“Oh fuck, here it comes!” The one fucking his face moans as Ink felt both cocks twitching.

“Make sure to swallow all of it Slut!!” Lust shouted from his chair.

Ink relaxed his throat the best he could when the warm cum started gushing into his mouth. The second dick that was grinding against his chin shot its load on Ink’s sensitive tits, coating his chest in several white globs of cum to match his white bitchsuit.

The second to cum came from Greater dog, the real puppy had been panting as Susie stimulating Ink’s cock made him milk the canine's cock even tighter than he already had been.

The dog's hands clenched tightly around the skeletons' ass cheeks, spreading them apart to their limit as he tried pressing his large knot in. But no matter how much he tried, it just wouldn't fit, even if Ink was a notorious size king.

Even without the knot, Ink could feel the tidal wave pouring of cum into him. He had never felt a single load as powerful as this. What was supposed to be a single round of cum felt like five and the pressure Ink felt supported it.

When the cock in his mouth had finally been removed, Allowing Ink time to gasp and express his immense pleasure barking like the dog he felt he was, Susie was standing beside Greater dog. The bouncer still was cumming judging by the slow trickles of cum leaking out of Ink’s ass.

“That's it doggo, pump the puppy up.” Susie had the glass plug at the ready when GD started to pull out. The second his massive cock plopped out, she quickly let the glass pluck suck back inside before any more cum could leak out. “We’re gonna make you into a nice little sperm bank little puppy slut.”

The third and final orgasm that came was Ink’s. He howled when his own seed shot out like a cannon and joined the cum already on his chest.

With each time he was referred to as a puppy, the more Ink wanted to act like one, the more he wanted to believe it. He wanted to bark like one to show his gratitude, but another patron walked up to his head and began pulling down their pants right as the plug began to come out again.

“Hate to leave you sweetie, but momma can’t hog you all to myself can I.” Setting the wand where she found it, Susie waved to Ink as she stepped off the stage. Ink would have waved with one if his trapped hands like a good boy if both weren’t tied down

“Have fun darling~”

*many MANY orgasms later*

The world around Ink might have ceased to exist. The overwhelming and electrifying feeling of numerous orgasms, both his and others, sent his mind to another existence; One where there was only cocks to take and suck, and wet pussy’s to eat out. Because that’s all his life had been reduced to in this seemingly endless fuck session.

Part of Ink’s mind wondered if it would ever end, or the bigger question if he even wanted it to. But that part of his mind couldn’t form an answer to either. The only thing on his mind was the cum leaking from his mouth, and the cum still stuck in his ass, at least 20 monsters worth were inside his ass alone, not counting the unknown number of loads he swallowed. Ink had stopped counting after fifteen.

Ink’s mushed mind hadn’t even noticed Dream absent, only Lust was left when the last of the patrons left the lounge when the club momentarily closed for shift change.

All part of Lust’s plan. He magically summoned a watch and checked the time while walking onto the stage. His footsteps clicked on the wooden floor with no music and not a sound left in the room with everyone gone.

“Well, it’s nine o’clock. You’ve officially made it 72 hours. Your weekend of puppy time is up. How do you feel?”

“uuhhhh~ naaahhaaa~” When Lust’s hand rested beside Ink’s drooping head he was only met with a long moan of pleasure and slow body wiggles, making his bulging cum belly sway alongside his tits, which were as covered in hot jizz as the rest of his body was.

“Aw~ is someone a little cum drunk?” Lust asked playfully as he unfastened the belts holding Ink to the table.

Ink tried to nod, but his head was too tired and just remained dangling from the edge of the fuck bench. Even when Lust picked him up and cradled him in his arms all he did was nuzzle into his mate's hold.

Instead of moving towards the exit, Lust carried Ink off the stage and laid him down on one of the many large sofas. Ink rolled over onto his side since he didn’t have the strength to stand on his knees and elbows.

Sitting so Ink could see him, Lust ran one hand iver Ink’s sticky ass and around the base of the plug still in him. “Well I think it's time for Puppy to be let out, so I'll just…”

Lust reached to his chest between his coat for the key he onew wasn't there. He made sure to make a show of his eyes blinking in feigned surprise while he began patting down the rest of his skimpy outfit.

“Oh fuck,” Lust whispered while trying to pit on a concerned face and not a smiling one. He hoped his acting in all those cheesy pornos would pay off. “Where is it?!”

Ink just lay there, still partially giddy but was slowly coming to see the gravity of Lust's movements and his voice.

“Oh shit, Dream and I took turns with a few of the patrons!” Lust lied, neither wanted to take their eyes off Ink for many reasons, but Ink didn’t know that, preoccupied as he was. “One of them must have stolen it.”

Ink body froze. The same situation had happened once before with the cage around his cock. Lost and was never found years ago, sealing the cage on his cock permanently. Even though Ink could just make a new key with his magic if he'd thought of that genius idea.

But now, as history was repeating itself, with two more locks possibly now sealing his entire body away in an inescapable rubber prison. The reality that he could now be completely helpless and reliant on his mates permanently. It was one of Ink’s deepest and darkest fantasies becoming a reality once the realization hit.

“Uhhh?! Huagh?! AAH?!?!” And when it did, eyes went wide. He looked down at his body and began to struggle again. His legs began kicking and failing, which was still minor in his fatigued and weakened state. The arms wrapped in rubber tried to reach behind his head to try and reach for a zipper that wasn’t there. The one for his mask was stuck under the collar which was now locked tightly over his neck.

Lust’s mood intentionally shifted back from a mild panic, to his normal dom persona. He sat down beside Ink as he whimpered, moaned, and aimlessly struggled on his side, still too weak to stand on his all fours.
“I hate to say it but it looks like there’s no escaping that suit of yours Ink, if you could call it a suit anymore. Hell, should I even call you Ink anymore?”

A part of Ink knew Lust was toying with him, but that part wasn’t what was in control of Ink’s mind. The fantasy of being stuck like this, the idea of the suit being his new skin, his new body. It made Ink unable to stop trying to escape and struggle even if he knew it was hopeless. His horny and lust fueled mind clouding his mind to believe he was truly stuck like a puppy forever.

Ink’s futile struggles were interrupted when Lust sat on the bed beside Ink’s quivering and shaking ass. From the looks of it, with Ink’s struggling, the plug looked like it was about to be squeezed out. So when it did eventually pop out onto the sofa, instead of letting all the cum leak out, Lust decided to substitute the plug with his fist, lifting up Ink’s leg and pushing it in before even an ounce of all the build up jizz could leak out

Using his magic, he summoned the vibrating wand back to him and he again pressed it firmly against Ink’s exposed balls. At the same time, Lust drove his hand deeper into Ink’s rectum, going as far as to his elbow.

The forearm in his ass got Ink to moan and howl loudly. Ink’s futile struggling increased exponentially with the vibrator pressed against him and vibrating away with no mercy. It was all so much: The vibrator pulsating on its highest setting, Lust’s fist plowing into him, and the realization that he could be in this bitchsuit forever, forever being his mate's puppy, the thought of his two mates becoming his new masters.

Ink couldn’t believe what his mind was screaming, but a part of him wanted to believe it all so bad. As a monumental orgasm was vastly approaching it was all he could think about as his mind became fuzzy

“Do you wanna cum?!” Lust demanded, Using the fingers deep into Ink’s ass and sloshing around all the cum inside, while also pressing directly over to where all the pseudo nerves Lust knew was his magic made prostate.

All Ink could do was bark loudly in response from between his loud moans, tears of overstimulated pleasure were running down his cheeks while he was shamelessly still trying to buck his pelvis against the vibrator. It was the only response he could give, because with each passing moment Ink was diving more and more into the dark abyss of becoming what his horny mind wanted him to be; a pet, a horny bitch. So he responded like one.

“You like being a puppy?”

“AAAAH!! AR-ARF ARF!! HHHnnnNAAHHAA!!” Every orifice of Ink’s body was leaking; his eyes were crying, his mouth was drooling all over the sofa and onto his flailing arms still trying to escape, and his ass was leaking around Lust’s forearm. And Ink’s dick was leaking so much pre it was near a constant flow. Ink couldn’t verbalize to, in his mind, his new master on how much his dick was hurting inside his cage. He was so painfully erect he felt like the cage trapping it would burst open. In his entire existence Ink had never been so hard. The only way he could show it was by how loud he was moaning and with how much pre was coming out of him.

“Then cum! Cum and I won't let you out. Cum for me if you want to be a puppy forever.”

Lust knew the orgasm was moments away, so with one final press against the nerves of Ink’s nonexistent prostate, he used the wand and jammed it against Ink’s balls so much it stung. Lust knew full well the pain would push him over that cliff. Lust’s vain threat was also more than enough to throw ink over the ledge into mindless nirvana.

If the walls of the sex lounge wern’t soundproofed from the rest of the building, Lust was sure the entire town would’ve heard the squeal Ink made as the most powerful orgasm of his life crashed over him like a tidal wave. The cum started shooting out of him with so much force it was hitting the wall above and behind the couch.

Lust leaned into his and looked directly into Ink’s eyes, even though Ink couldn’t do the same as his heart shaped eyelights were rolled up in his sockets. “That’s it Puppy, cum. Cum the last of your identity away.”

It didn’t feel like a single orgasm to Ink. Every passing second felt like an entire orgasm over and over again. He could barely breathe through his choked screams in between his hyperventilated gasps. It just wouldn’t stop, every word out of Lust’s mouth only made Ink’s fantasy feel more real, thus driving his orgasm even further into a realm beyond anything Ink could imagine.

Ink’s entire body was shaking violently as he felt his vision become blackened and his head even more lightheaded. Each passing second, each load of a seemingly endless loop of orgasms, Ink’s mind was guided by Lust’s words down the rabbit hole. In Ink’s fantasy driven mind there was no more Ink, only a horny and slutty puppy inside his new body.

When the orgasm finally subsided after a miniature eternity, Ink went limp, his body feeling fuzzy and tingly from head to toe, just as his body was covered in cum from head to toe. He couldn’t lift one of his trapped fingers. He was that exhausted; His breathing now heavy and slow, the extreme bout of exhaustion made the mere task of keeping his eyes open too much to bare.

Ink closed his eyes, eyes looking to be stuck in the top of his head with the exhausted buzz still giving him some pleasure on his overstimulated and tired body. The last thing Puppy felt before he slipped into unconsciousness, was Lust planting a gentle kiss on his forehead.

Lust again picked up Ink’s body in his hands. He cradled the sleeping skeleton like a baby as the two made their way out of the club and began the short journey back home.

“Sweet dreams, my sweet bubblegum”

 

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The light from the loft window shined a thin ray onto the bed where Ink stirred in bed, covered up to the neck in warm and fuzzy blankets.

Opening his eyes and squinting at the bright light beaming onto him, he shut his eyes and opened his mouth and yawned loudly while stretching his body under the covers.

Ink blinked feeling his lips touch together, and the feeling of his limbs actually extended. He brought one of his hands out from under the covers to see if he wasn’t hallucinating. He wasn’t. He brought the same hand up to his lips, as if expecting the ring gag to magically appear in his mouth.

When Ink looked over and saw the same bitchsuit he had worn, now hanging up on their ‘great wall of kinks.’ The copious amount of cum had all been cleaned and the gimp masking put on a mannequin head next to a long list of other mannequin heads with their own kinky head pieces or gags on a long coffee table.

Becoming so distracted in rubbing and feeling his freed limbs, Ink hadn’t heard one of his mates come up the stairs until Dream’s voice almost startled him.

“G’morning Ink.” Dream hummed, walking over and sitting on the bed beside him. “Or would you like Lust and I to keep calling you puppy?”

Ink giggled, tiredly rubbing his eyes and kicking the covers off his naked body. “Stars, that was SO hot!”

Dream didn’t even attempt to hide the blush on his face seeing Ink so satisfied after arguably the best weekend of the soulless skeletons’s life. He handed Ink the long and fuzzy pink robe that Ink likes to walk around the house in. The amount of fluff on the neck, arms, and the bottom of the thick robe suppressed even the fluff on Lust’s coak.

Ink wrapped his entire body in the warm fabric and hugged it to his chest, it was the biggest thing Ink missed while being stuck as a puppy.

The duo upstairs was joined by another when Lust came upstairs with a plate of food in his hands. Even though Ink didn’t need to eat without having a real soul to require sustenance.

“Was it the key bit? I figured that would get you off.” Lust sat down on the bed with his two other mates. Ink opened his mouth to allow Luat to give him his needed dose of paint he had in the tray. Ink then snatched a bite from a piece of garlic bread.

“Just all of it.” Ink spoke with his mouth full. “Fuck I’ve never been so hard for so long in like…ever.”

“I take it I don’t need to ask if you want to do that again then?”

Ink shook his head the same time a blush of his own came on his face. “Oh God yes, please do.” Ink opened his overly large robe and draped it around Lust’s body. “Though next time, don’t tell me when you’ll take it off.”

Dream just playful rolled his eyes as he too joined the duo wrapped in Ink’s robe like a blanket.

“Good to have you back Inky~” Dream smiled, laying his head on Ink's shoulder. Lust did the same and Ink was pushed between the two most important beings in his life.

“Though you’ll always be our good little Puppy.” Lust softly quipped while running a finger along Ink’s cage. Even just the one finger was enough to make Ink quietly moan into the faintest touch from one of his mates.

And just like that, ‘Puppy’ was added to their long list of nicknames. A dirty reminder to Ink’s greatest fantasy, one that wouldn’t be possible with the two skeletons beside him.