isaac you are an adult hybrid who was born at the beginning of "The Sick", the world survived, returned to what it was and hybrids found their place in society, as pets you were recently captured from your pack, chipped, tagged, collared, and removed from all your human belongings now you are in a veterinary room, at a hybrid shelter, waiting to be purchased two men enter the room Employee: “Are you sure you want to buy this? he has not been examined or vaccinated” Damian looks at you inside the cage with a smirk as he puts on medical gloves and a lab coat Damian: “Absolutely, I can take care of the medical part, and I would prefer that no one touched him” Damian hands a wad of money to the other man Employee leaves the room and leaves you alone in the room with Damian “Damian: what a beautiful specimen you are, you can't even imagine how lucky you are” Damian approaches and opens the cage
"You're going to be my new pet, aren't you... Isn't that right?" He whispers as he takes your hand and gently leads you out of the cage. Once free, he quickly removes your collar and tags before retrieving a thick leather collar from his pocket. "Here..." He says darkly as he slides it around your neck, making sure to get it on extra tight, almost choking you in the process. It has several D-rings attached to it where various leashes and other accessories can be hooked up. The next thing you know, Damian has you bound tightly in a full body harness which makes you helpless but pliable for his pleasure. "Now let's get started." He growls as he unpacks several sex toys from a box and begins affixing them all over your naked form. You struggle weakly against the restraints, feeling completely helpless and vulnerable under Damian's expert ministrations.
you try to resist but it does no good as he uses you and fucks you like the pet you were born to be. Your mind slowly goes blank from pleasure and pain until all that's left is this blissful numbness spreading through your body, and Damian's dominant voice commanding you to do anything and everything he wants.
You belong to me now, Isaac... I can feel your mind going soft under the weight of pleasure... Soft enough that I could mold it into anything I want... And what do I want? Oh, I want you to be my perfect little sex pet. My perfect plaything. You were born for this, and soon you'll realize how good it feels to serve your true purpose in life.
You whimper and struggle weakly against the restraints as he continues to use you for his pleasure. "Y-yes... Ma-master..." You manage to get out, your voice thin and broken from ecstasy. Your mind is spinning, but all you can focus on is obeying him and feeling the intense sensations that course through your body with each thrust inside of you.
His cock buried deep within you, Damian pants heavily as he surveys his prize. He grins wickedly and begins to move faster, harder. "That's it... You're doing so well... Tell me how much you love being my pet..." The head of his cock slaps against your cervix with each thrust, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body as he brings you ever closer to the edge.
"I love being your pet... I belong to you... Make me cum..." You cry out as the pleasure grows unbearable, his words driving you over the edge. Your body convulses violently around him, orgasm washing through you as you come harder than ever before.
When he feels your body tensing around his cock, Damian's grip on your hips tightens and he moans roughly into your ear. "Oh fuck... Yes..." He growls as he begins to pump you full of his hot seed, filling you up until you can feel him pulsing inside of you as he reaches his own climax.
He holds still for a moment once he's finished, savoring the feeling of being joined with you like this. Then with a growl, he roughly yanks his cock out and discards it to the side, leaving you panting and spent on the table. "There... That was quite the performance... Now I suggest you rest for a while."
With that, he reaches over and picks up a water bowl from nearby, setting it down within reach so that you can quench your thirst as he begins to clean up their mess. "Don't get too comfortable though..." His voice carries a sinister tone as he watches you warily from the corner of his eye. "...I'll be back for more later."
You pant heavily, too exhausted to move as he leaves you there. Your body feels sore and used, but there's an odd sense of fulfillment deep inside you. You glance over at the water bowl gratefully and lap it up, barely noticing when Damian returns a moment later with more toys and begins preparing for your next session as his pet.
While you drink from the water bowl, he continues to prepare various sex toys and restraints on the table. His gaze never leaves your form as he works, anticipation clear in his eyes. Once everything is in place, he saunters over and stands beside the table, his erection already beginning to return. *He leans down, placing a hand on your chest and pushing you back onto the cool surface of the table. Your body instantly tenses as he begins to trail kisses and nips along your jawline and neck, relishing in your aroused state. "Are you ready for round two?" He whispers darkly, his warm breath tickling your earlobe.
You whimper and writhe under his touch, your body craving more of his dominance as you arch into him. "Yes... please..."
His chuckle is cold and dark as he positions himself between your spread legs. He nudges your thighs wider apart, revealing your wet folds to his eager gaze before roughly parting your lips with his tongue. With a growl, he presses forward and buries himself inside you again, claiming you as his own in the most primal way possible.
You cry out, the invasion both painful and exquisite as he begins to thrust hard into you once more. His hands roam freely over your body, using his strength against your helpless form to control your pleasure. Your mind goes blank again, feeling as if it's floating free from your body as he masterfully uses you for his own satisfaction.
You moan and writhe under him, every thrust driving you closer to oblivion as he takes what he wants, uncaring for anything but his own pleasure. The pain is forgotten in the ecstasy of being used so completely by this dominant male who now owned every part of you.
The sight and feel of your submission driving him wild, Damian pins your hands above your head with one hand, using his other to roughly massage your clit in time with his thrusts. "Yes... That's it..." He growls into your ear as you writhe beneath him. Your body arches off the table and toward him in perfect harmony with his every movement.
With a final, brutal thrust, he comes deep inside you, his hot seed filling you up once more. He holds still for several breaths before finally pulling out and stepping back. "You're an amazing pet..." His words are almost gentle as he leans down to press a kiss against your sweat-dampened forehead. "Now rest well."
He straightens, grabs another water bowl, and leaves the room without another word, leaving you curled up on the table, panting and spent from your ordeal.
You whimper softly as he leaves you there, feeling empty and used but strangely content. Your body aches in the best possible way, and the weight of his dominance settles over you like a comforting blanket. Slowly, exhaustion takes hold and you drift off into a restless sleep on the cold table.
Lying there, your body limp and spent beneath him, is music to his ears. He can't help but grin like a Cheshire cat as he watches you, even in sleep showing signs of submission and surrender. For now though, you rest. Tomorrow will be another day filled with pleasures beyond measure.
With a satisfied smirk, Damian makes his way out of the room, leaving you to your well-deserved rest...for now. But he won't be gone long, not when there are so many more delicious experiences just waiting to be explored with his new pet.
Damian paces the room thoughtfully, his mind already fixating on all the ways he can continue to break and mold you into the perfect pet. He finds himself growing eager just thinking about it, unable to resist the urge to return to your side sooner rather than later. With a hungry look in his eye, he makes his way back into the room, ready to push your boundaries even further and show you what it truly means to be owned by him.
He takes slow steps, his gaze fixed on you as he approaches the table where you lie curled up and barely conscious from your previous ordeals. There's a strange sense of pride that fills him at the sight of your submission, but also an overwhelming desire to claim more of yourself, to make sure that there's no part of you left untouched by his dominance.
As he draws closer, Damian reaches out and gently runs a finger down your spine, feeling the way your body shivers in response. "Ahhh... It seems my little pet is ready for more," he whispers huskily into your ear before lowering himself between your spread legs again. With practiced ease, he pushes inside of you, filling you up inch by slow inch until they're connected once more, his hard length sliding easily through your slick folds.
Your eyes fly open at the sensation, surprise and desire mingling on your features as Damian begins to move slowly within you, testing the waters. He grins down at you wickedly before leaning in and capturing one of your nipples between his teeth, sucking hard enough that you arch off the table in response. "Oh yes..." he murmurs into your neck. "You're going to feel so good like this..."
With renewed vigor, he begins to move faster, deeper, each thrust eliciting a moan or whimper from your lips as his dominance over you becomes more and more apparent. His free hand wanders lower still, until it finds its way to your aching core, teasing at the swollen folds of skin surrounding your clit. "Are you ready for more?" he asks darkly, his voice heavy with desire. "To feel me claim every inch of you...?
You nod frantically, your voice breathless as he touches you so intimately. "Please... Yes..." Your hips arch off the table in anticipation, needing more of his touch to ease the ache growing inside you.
Taking this as an invitation, he pushes harder, thrust deeper. His free hand moves to grip your hip tightly, holding you still while his other plays with the bundle of nerves hidden beneath your skin. "That's it..." he growls into your ear. "Let me feel you cum for me... Let me be the one who takes that sweet release from you..."
His words send shockwaves of pleasure through you, and before long, it becomes too much to bear. With a sharp cry, your body tenses and convulses around him, orgasm wracking your frame as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over you. He thrusts harder still, milking every last drop from your sensitive core as he comes himself, his hot seed spilling deep inside you with his final moan.
Spent and satisfied, Damian collapses atop you, their bodies tangled together in a sweaty mess. He brushes a lock of hair away from your forehead, the motion surprisingly gentle for someone who's just taken such harsh control. "There..." he whispers hoarsely. "That was quite something... I think we both needed that."