Warning: this story contains scenes of nonconsensual penectomy (the removal of the penis), sterilisation (destroying the ability of the testicles to make sperm) and has scenes which are of a gay and straight sexual nature. If you don’t like any of this, please close the document now.

Your Contact Name: [REDACTED]
Target’s Name: Priam
Target’s Age: 23
Target’s Species: Red Fox 
Reason For Contract: The fox is deluded into thinking he's a top. He's even fooled others into thinking that foxes can be tops. He's been far too successful. Help me take him down... well, all the pegs, and put him in his place.

It had been a gloriously sunny summer’s day and the sun had finally started to turn to its orange evening glow. The scent of fresh cut grass wafted in through an open window in Priam’s apartment as he stood in just his boxerbriefs deciding what to put on tonight. 
Priam was a twenty-three-year-old fox with rusty orange fur across his head and back and white fur across his chest and stomach. He had distinctive eyes as where others may have been blue, his eyes were red. He was a handsome guy and he knew it.
He looked through his clothes and decided in the end that going out in something plain would help show himself off as being the star, rather than his clothes doing the talking. Plus, he was only going to be heading to a bar that didn’t need anything more than regular get up to be there. He pulled out a white t-shirt and a blue pair of jeans and set them on his bed. He looked at himself in the mirror and grinned, what a pretty looking fox he was he thought… If only he could find a fox that looked like him… though even then, he’d be top - they would have to settle to being put where he should be! He imagined that fox there in the mirror and rubbed his hands down his stomach and over the bulge in his underwear, squeezing and teasing his sheath inside and mrring quietly to himself. 
He groped and teased and felt his dick start to swell his sheath inside... he wondered about jerking off, but thought no, save that for later. He didn’t know who he would be fucking tonight, but he would be fucking someone, that’s for sure. 
His briefs had started to tent with his semi now, hidden inside those form fitting boxerbriefs, a small damp spot where his excitement had caused a little pre to leak from his tip... He stepped over to his jeans and pulled them on, zipping them and buttoning them up. He wore jeans which were nice and tight fitting, pulling up round his butt but also showing off a good-sized bulge at their front. Next, he pulled his t shirt on and checked himself once more in the mirror. ‘Done.’ He thought to himself and grabbed the keys to his place from a small cabinet by the door. 
As he walked down the street, he thought back to the last time he had gone to this bar and grinned. He’d pulled a guy called Daniel, though he only found out his name later on. He was a cute naïve mouse boy who he’d managed to coax over to him. He remembered tugging him out of that bar by the boy’s shirt collar, taking him home and pushing him onto his bed. It was only right, he thought, prey species need to know their place. Sucking a fox’s dick and being instructed to be a good mouse and plead to be used for fear of being forced. That was a good night…
It was at that point during his walk that he spotted across the street, a vixen, dressed in light blue Nike Tempo shorts, with a complimentary light blue crop top, and white sneakers. She was stood casually, leaning back against a wall, one leg up a little with the foot resting back against the wall while she looked at her phone. She was athletic, with blond hair down to her upper back and had a curious expression on her face.
‘Heh, there would be an easy target... a dumb blond girl with a stunning body... and those shorts…’ he thought to himself, but he decided he was going to go to the bar regardless. He wasn’t going to lower himself to going to her. They had to come to him.
He turned the corner of the street and carried on. 

Unbeknown to him, there was a predator on the look out for him. With contracts now well and truly underway, guys around the region were having hits put out on them. Twomasks had received a request for a hit on Priam, and with a little bit of his exploratory hacking, he realised this fox was in fact bisexual. This gave him an idea; if this fox was so dominating, wouldn’t it be interesting if he sent Nikki after him. He also had another job on that same day so it seemed a perfect fit.
 Nikki was a vixen who took no shit from anyone, let alone a jumped-up prick who thought themselves bigger, better, manly and therefore superior to her. So, when Twomasks assigned her the contract, she embraced the challenge. She had been the one standing on that street, carefully tracking the fox's movements, and she made sure to be noticed, glancing at her tracking app intentionally.
Priam turned to the door and pushed it open. The bar was small, but often frequented by younger guys of their 30s and under. The barman was a large lion with scars about his face, and though he was likely in his 60s, he was built like a body builder, his pecs clearly visible through the polo shirt he wore, and his large set legs in his tired looking jeans. 
The fox walked to the bar and nodded to the lion behind it. 
The lion spoke up; “What you having, fox?” 
“An old fashioned.” Priam replied.
“You know, you’re almost the only person who ever orders those.” The lion replied before heading back to begin preparing the drink. 
Priam liked the drink because not only did he like it’s taste, but it took a bit of time to prepare, which held up the barman from serving, and he could glance down the bar and around the room to see who he could look to coax over.
As he glanced round the room, he spotted a cute looking cat boy in his early 20s with black fur in a pride t-shirt and cargo pants, sitting at a table over by the window with a soda, talking to someone who was either a friend or Priam’s competition. The companion, a Ferret wearing a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, he didn’t think would be too much of a challenge to put off... 
Then he noticed on their own at another table not so far from the bar another guy, who must only be in his early twenties, a German Shepherd who was wearing some kind of smart suit, black dress pants, a white shirt, black tie and jacket. He was sat there with a blush on his cheeks as he looked blankly in front of him as if lost in thought, and Priam could swear he could see a tent down in his pants... This would be the guy he was going to take back tonight... one way or another. Afterall, even if the guy was straight, he could turn him ... maybe.
The lion thudded over and put the drink down and Priam gave him a 10, saying to keep the change and walked over to a table which was available mostly in view of the cute looking suited dog. 
Priam sipped his cocktail and observed the dog. He sure looked cute with that blushing face, his face being in a deep thought state and that dog definitely had a boner… The question was, how was he going to get the dog’s attention. He seemed completely lost in thought. 
The fox looked around a little, and spotted the sunlight coming through the window of the bar was glinting off his glass, so, with a little movement he moved the glass so that the light reflected off directly at the dog, moving it slightly to swirl the drink around the ice inside.
The effect had worked, the dog blinked and squinted slightly as the bright light flashed across his face, and looked over to where it had come from, seeing a handsome looking fox staring back at him with a determined grin on his face. The fox then raised a hand and gestured for the dog to come over, with a single finger.
The smart looking dog turned round and looked behind him to see if the fox had been looking at someone else, but there was no one else behind him. He turned back to the fox and then was about to stand up when he remembered… boner.  He gathered his suit jacket pockets to the front as he stood up and then walked over to the fox sat on his own. 
“You, ok?” The dog asked curiously.
Priam gestured to the chair opposite him “Sit down cutie” he said, in more of an instruction than a request, but still offering some flattery. 
The dog blinked, but he did what he was told, and sat down in front of the fox with a sly expression on his face.
“So,” said Priam, “I saw you sat over there, looking a bit lost. I thought I’d help you find your way back” he smirked.
“Oh ... heh… well, it was nothing really” the dog replied with a sheepish grin, still blushing.
“Oh?” Priam replied and raised his foot up under the table and planted it firmly between the dog’s legs, pushing up against his crotch “So, you get boners for nothing huh?” he grinned.
The dog blinked and blushed even deeper than before when he felt the foot push up against his crotch, pushing his boner up against him “Ah!... heh... oh ... okay. I’ll tell you then” he smiled timidly.
The dog took a deep breath and breathed out before finally starting to speak “So, I was on my job earlier today. I’m a guard basically, and I was posted outside this warehouse. We have to dress smart... which is why I’m in this uncomfortable suit... heh.” he said gesturing to his clothes.
“So, I was guarding this door and waiting for someone to arrive, and this raccoon guy shows up. I point my gun at him and ask him who he is, you know – like you do. He didn’t stop though, just kept coming straight at me, shoved my gun out the way and grabbed me by the …” he paused  “he took hold of my dick and balls and started to have a bit of a feel... then telling me how I’d been stupid for not realising when I was waiting for a raccoon with a bag, and a raccoon with a bag comes up, this was … well … the raccoon with a bag.” 
Priam burst out laughing “HAHAHA yeah, that is pretty dumb!” he said looking at the dog for the reaction.
The dog, still blushing sheepishly turned away a little, looking down at the table “Heh! … yeah ... I guess it was really… But yeah, he went in and then like fifteen minutes later came back out and said, ‘You have a nice dick, pup’ and I had already got a freekin’ tent from when he’d been groping me but now…” he paused again “ … then he said it would be a shame if I lose it! … What even is that all about?!” 
Priam grinned and rubbed his foot back and forth over the dog’s crotch “Well, maybe he meant if you lost it by becoming a bitch for an evening huh?” He grinned. 
The dog grinned back at the dog in a goofy fashion “But I’m not a girl I’m a ... oohhh...” he said finally getting what the fox meant. 
Priam now took his foot from the dog’s crotch and moved his chair over round the table and up right next to the dog, then, he spoke into the blushing dog’s ear “So, lets have a quick check of this gun of yours.” He said, pushing his hand down the front of the smartly dressed dog’s shirt, into his pants and grasping hold of the dog’s boner hidden inside, feeling the heat and pre already leaking from it inside.
The dog let out a quiet yelp that was thankfully not heard by the drone of talking and music playing in the bar... his length twitched inside, feeling it being teased by the fox… but then the hand was withdrawn, and the fox looked once more to him.
“That’s no gun. That’s barely a pistol.” Priam said grinning, taking the dog’s hand and placing it on his sizable bulge with his own jeans struggling to contain a boner inside “This, is a gun. And that’s why you’re going to be my bitch.” He said confidently.
The dog was taken completely. His muzzle opened slightly, and his tongue lolled out a little and nodded slightly. 
It was at this point that the bar door opened, and a blonde fox wearing a light blue crop top, light blue tempo shorts and white sneakers walked in.
Priam saw the vixen walk in and simply said “Shit.” 
The dog blinked and snapped out of his dopiness and just asked “What?” 
Priam knew as cute as this dog was, he needed to bag that girl. That’s who he was going to snag today. “Look, pup,” he said, “If you’re going to be my bitch, you’re going to have to wait until tomorrow got it?” 
The dog looked puzzled.
“This is how it’s going to be. You are going to go home, and you’re going to be a good bitch, you aren’t going to cum until I decide you will cum. Got it?!” Priam said getting forceful with his tone. 
The dog was lapping this up “Yes sir!” he said grinning. 
“Good.” Priam said “Now, be a good puppy and go home now. I’ll meet you here tomorrow at the same time. Do not be late or bad things will happen, got it?” he said, getting close up to the dog.
The german shepherd nodded and stood up from the table, forgetting for a moment about his boner until he began to walk towards the door.
Niki spotted the cute dog walking towards her with a boner and as he passed, she brushed up beside him and patted his jacket pocket “Careful boy, you’ll poke someone’s eye out with that thing.” She said. 
“OH! S-Sorry!” the dog said, covering his front with his jacket pockets once more and heading out of the door.
Nikki walked up to the bar and looked at the lion “a red bison please.” She said. 
The barman grabbed a silver and blue can with a red bison on the front and plonked it down in front of her. “Want a glass?” He asked. 
“Nah, I’m good, thanks.” She said before opening up the can and taking a drink as she turned round to look around the bar, trying to avoid looking at her target just yet.
Priam was looking straight at her… This visit was going better than ever for him. He’d lined up tomorrow’s fuck, and tonight was the prize ham. 
Once again though, he was struggling to get the target of his desire to look at him. She kept looking left, looking right, checking out other guys but not looking over at him. He took another drink from his glass and tried to angle the sun once more, but the angle was too acute for him to manage the same trick twice.
Nikki now side glanced at the fox over on the table trying to work out how to get her attention. Just enough of a glance that she knew he had seen her look, before looking away again. ‘There’s no fun in being too easy now is there’ She thought to herself. She had noticed how much he was interested in her on the street, and just from that brief glance, she knew she wasn’t going to have to do any work at all to get this prey.
Meanwhile the fox, briefly thinking he’d caught her eye was now getting a little frustrated that his prey had escaped the snare of his gaze. He waited patiently, keeping his eyes on her, just waiting for her to turn her head back to him.
Nikki couldn’t help but let a small smirk spread across her face as she felt his eyes on her still. Then, after she had decided he had waited long enough, she turned her head to look straight at him with a smile. 
Priam shot her his sly fox grin and motioned for her to come over, just as he had with the dog just a few minutes ago. 
Nikki pushed herself from the bar, holding her can of energy drink and walked casually over to Priam’s table, and she spoke first “Hey there! What’s a cute looking fox like you doing in a place like this huh?” 
Priam grinned more; she was already taken by his looks. “Well, I was looking for some standard company, but saw you and, well... When a fox sees a vixen walk in, why would he settle for standard company huh?” he replied.
Nikki smiled and sat down in the chair that had only minutes ago been vacated by the dog boy. “Oh? Well, it is true, vixens do prefer foxes to other regular boys don’t they.” She grinned, playing along to suit the fox’s plans.
Priam nodded and moved closer to her “But, a vixen has to know her place though, doesn’t she? And this fox here, I know just how to treat a vixen how she deserves to be treated” he said testing the water to see how it would go down with the girl in front of him.
Nikki thought for a moment, her usual response would have been inappropriate to the situation and would have blown the initial plan entirely. So, she opted to continue playing to this fox’s machoism. “Oh!” she smirked and blushed a little “So, the handsome Todd would take this girl and treat her right?” 
Priam grinned… she had fallen for him completely. She was his. If only he could find guys and girls, this easy every day… “Yeah.” He said drinking down the last of his old fashioned and standing up “Come with me girl.” he said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her up from the table, heading towards the door of the bar.
Nikki wasn’t caught on the off foot by his actions, she was quicker than that, but she allowed herself to be almost jerked up from the table and lead through the bar and out of the door.
Priam grinned as he pulled her along “Yeah, the good thing about vixens is they know their place, right?!” he said a little forcefully.
Nikki allowed herself to be lead fairly quickly down the street, knowing each and every alleyway as they went, and knowing just up ahead was the alley way she had made plans for…
As they approached the entrance to the alley, Nikki stopped, and pulled her hand free from the fox’s “Wait... Don’t you think this is all a bit quick?” She said. 
Priam turned and looked at her with a forceful glare “Too Quick? You want to walk slower or something?” 
“No, but ...” Nikki replied before being cut off.
Priam stepped up closer to her “I know what you want, don’t worry… and when I’ve got you down, I’ll show you exactly what we can do when together” he grins.
Nikki’s expression went from a mock puzzled to a smirk. “Oh really? … Well in that case...” she said taking his hand “Let’s spice it up a little bit huh?” she grinned and then pulled the fox boy down into the alley. 
He blinked as she suddenly began pulling him down the alley, the fire escapes and piles of boxes and trash cans being strewn across both sides… she turned and he found himself down a narrow dead end... but it was private, and no one would be able to hear anything that happened here.  He grasped her hand tightly and tugged hard, forcing her to stop and spin back round in front of him.
“You’re mine now.” He said grinning and with his other hand he quickly pushed it up against her crotch, rubbing her firmly, pushing his middle finger up just that little bit more.
Nikki moaned out quietly, letting him be who he wanted to be for now… plus he did seem to be pretty good with his hands. 
“That’s a good girl” he said, still rubbing and moving closer to nuzzle at her neck fur, bringing his other hand up, slipping it up under her crop top to grope and knead at her left breast. 
Nikki just for now took the submissive role, but she wasn’t going to let this go for long. Her tendencies began to show as she moved her hand down to his crotch, teasing at his bulge through his jeans, feeling his excitement already pent up in there as the jeans restrained his already excited length…
Priam shook his head “oh no, not yet” he said moving his hand from her breast and grabbing her hand and moving it from his crotch.
This was Nikki’s moment. “No? Can’t a girl get to see the toy she gets to use?” She asked. 
Priam looked back at her, still holding her hand “Her toy? … heh, no you’re my toy.” He grinned. 
Nikki’s smile turned to a smirk “Oh okay!”  she said, and with that she pushed her shoulder into his chest and rammed him up against the brick wall of the alley, yanking his hands up above his head and pinning him there “But here’s the thing. When choosing toys to play with, you should always check their age rating, because some toys aren’t suitable for small children.” She said with a little venom to her voice.
“What the fuck!?” He replied “Get the hell off me” he said trying to pull his arms back down, but she was surprisingly strong. Stronger than him apparently, he couldn’t budge!
She used one of her hands to hold both of his, pushed firmly against the brick behind him, and pulled a zip tie from one of the pockets in her shorts, feeding it around his wrists and zipping it up tight. Even with his protestations and trying to tug free she managed it with ease.
Next, she hooked his wrist restraints over a small, hooked piece of ironwork by his wrists, so the proud dominating fox was now left hung on his tiptoes by his wrists. “GET ME THE FUCK DOWN!” he shouted, “You are MINE, not the other way round!” 
Nikki grinned now, and kicking over a wooden crate near by exposed a bag. “Oh, no. No, you’re wrong there.” She said picking up the bag and walking back over to the fox who was now trying to push back with his feet against the wall to try to unhook himself.  “You...” she said kicking his legs away from the wall “Are mine.” 
“Fuck you!” the fox snapped back “Just some fucking vixen not knowing her place is who you are. You belong on your back with my dick buried in you, moaning for more of me!” 
Nikki dropped the bag on the floor and pulled out a rope which she wrapped round his ankles and tied up, stopping his kicking. Then she stood up in front of him and grinned 
“Oh, the dommy boy can talk a lot… but look!” she reached forward and groped him firmly, squeezing at the hardened shaft hidden inside “I’m the one in charge now.” She grinned and moved down, pushing her nose up against that bulge breathing in... 
Nikki loved a little light scent, but this boy was special. It wasn’t often she got to breathe in another fox’s scent… and something about it clicked perfectly. 
“Like fuck you’re in charge. I’m fucking letting you do this.” He replied snarling at her.
She looked up, her muzzle rested on that warm bulge, peering past his stomach and to his eyes looking down at her “Oh? Then maybe I should find out how much you will let me do then shouldn’t I, ‘master’” she grinned. 
“Yes, you fucking should! Now get my dick out like a good girl!” he said trying to maintain some kind of control of the situation.
Nikki smirked at the boy’s pathetic attempts to pretend he is in charge. But she did now undo his zipper and the button on his jeans and slip them down, revealing his form fitting boxerbreifs below.  
She did love a guy in form fitting underwear... she could see his canine looking length, complete with its knot outlined perfectly like a piece of vacuum-packed meat in a grocery store, packaged perfectly, his balls tucked up neatly... She gently traced a finger round the all but hidden foxhood inside, feeling it throbbing and twitching to her touch. 
He couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan as she teased him, he wasn’t happy about the situation, but he couldn’t get away from the fact he was horny. 
Nikki shoved her nose up against his warm underpants bulge, gently tracing her nose up and down along the length, to its tip, down under his balls and then opening her muzzle to gently rake her teeth along the shaft, nibbling lightly, letting her teeth slip over the soft material. She noticed when she moved back a little, a damp spot had started to form on his boxerbriefs at the tip of his length “Oh, ‘master’ is getting excited!” she said snidely.
“Shut up and get my dick out so I can fuck your mouth...” He replied glaring down at her.
Nikki slipped her fingers into his waistband and slowly pulled them down, sliding past his length, letting it bounce free, then she pulled them all the way down, pushing his jeans off from his feet with them and brought his boxer briefs back up holding the crotch to her nose “I think I’m going to keep these.” She said looking at him.
The fox snarled at her “Like fuck you are.” He replied. 
She now narrowed her eyes at him and pushed his own underpants up against his nose so he had no choice to breathe in his own musk... 
“Listen boy, you can drop the fucking act now. You are mine, and what you are breathing now is the panties of a little bitch who is about to become it in more than just fucking words.” She snapped at him angrily. 
Priam was a little taken back at what she said, trying to work out what she actually meant, but for the moment he simply growled in protest, trying to shake his head to get his undies from his nose.
Nikki took the boy’s boxerbriefs from his nose and dropped them onto her bag, before then pulling out a double banding tool. 
Priam looked at the device and couldn’t work out what it was... “What the fuck are you going to do with that”. 
Nikki stood up close and held it up so he could see “Big fox doesn’t know what this is? This is one of the tools I’ll be using – turning big dommy boy, into subby bitch.” She said before stretching the bands out and pushing it firmly down the fox’s length, behind the knot and then snapping the bands off behind.
Priam yelped loudly as he felt the bands bite into his sensitive dick flesh! His dick throbbed and twitched as he looked down helplessly watching the vixen work “WHAT THE FUCK??!” 
Nikki looked up and grinned, then nosing at the fox’s dick, breathing in that sweet scent, and lapping her tongue over the tip… “I’m about to take your dick from you. Like I said earlier… This, is my toy.” 
Priam went wide eyed, his muzzle dropping open for a moment before snarling back up again “Don’t you fucking DARE bitch!!” 
Nikki took a sharp looking scalpel from her bag and took the guard from the blade. She ignored his protests and moved up close, pulling his sheath back so she could get better access to the two bands, and rested the sharp blade against the flesh trapped between them. 
“This will hurt, a lot. Dommy boys find it hurts when their precious fuck rockets are cut from them” she said.
“WAIT! NO!!” was all he could say before she started to slice into his precious dick meat. Priam screamed out in pain, feeling the knife slicing through cleanly and methodically. There was no pain relief, just the sharpness of the blade keeping it from being any more painful than it was already.
Nikki had a sinister grin on her face as she heard the proud fox crying out in pain as his most precious toy was being sliced from his body. 
It never failed to impress her how easy it was to slice through a guy’s dick. They’re so tough, macho, proud and dominating and yet their dick slices through so easily… She felt the weight of his dick no longer being supported by his body, it now resting heavily on her hand as she held it…  With one final slice, the eager looking foxhood came free.
She stood up, holding his dick up for him to see… 
His demeanour had changed. He had been broken. He realised he had lost control, he had lost his precious dick... he looked back at her with a frown, but with upset covering his face. He said nothing as he watched her hold the knot of his now severed precious body part and push the length into her muzzle, suckling at it like a popsicle.
Nikki loved this part of the job, and this fox’s dick tasted especially good. Salty, with a hint of sweetness, and then there was that musk… the musk of what was once such a dominating fox – now knocked well and truly back. 
She pulled his length from her mouth and licked the tip clean before now picking up those boxerbriefs from her bag and putting the severed length, back inside the crotch of them, exactly where it had been just minutes before, but now removed entirely from him.
She turned the cute, wrapped package round for him to see the outline of his dick, once more inside his underwear, but now both those and his dick were no longer his. 
“Doesn’t it look cute?!” She said cheerfully.
He once more remained silent, preferring to not say anything that could make the situation worse. The problem was, as she put his severed dick, now her toy, back into her bag, she pulled out a hypodermic needle, filled with a transparent blue liquid.
She looked at him while she grasped at his cute white pouch of balls, now hanging beneath an empty sheath “So, you get to keep these balls. After all, its balls which make a guy tough right?” she snickered.
He yelped quietly when she grasped his sensitive needy balls, full with all the pent up horniness he’d been through already, needing release and knowing he had no way to do it.. 
Nikki carefully rolled his orbs in that downy pouch and singled one out, then carefully pushed the needle deep, through the pouch and deep into its centre.
Priam once more cried out as the needle pierced his ball!! 
“I suppose, the difference is,” she said, “Guys are only tough, if they have balls that make sperm, huh. You know … that WORK.” She grinned and started pushing the plunger in, the blue liquid being forced into the fox boy’s ball. 
Priam could feel the liquid being forced in. It didn’t feel as uncomfortable as he expected, but after she had halted, stopping after injecting just half the syringe’s contents and retracting it from him, he began to feel a warmth building inside it… getting warmer … and warmer… it started to burn, from the inside!
“FUCK! ITS FUCKING BURNING!” he shouted out whimpering. 
“Yeah, it’ll pass.” Nikki replied with not a hint of sympathy in her voice as she grasped his other ball and forced the needle in, adding to the fox’s pain.
He once more cried out, but his voice broke, as if screaming in a whisper...
Nikki injected the second half of the needle’s contents into his other ball, and just as he felt his first ball starting to cool down, the liquid having done its job, the second began to warm up.
Nikki withdrew the needle finally and packed it away, looking at the fox experiencing the final orb slowly being sterilized. She moved up to his face and said calmly “That burning, is all of your little sperm friends dying and, the ability of your balls to ever make more. Don’t worry though! You will still get horny as fuck, but you will be nothing but a sterile dickless fox from now on.” 
Priam heard Nikki speak as he was dealing with the pain from his final ball being sterilized. He let out a quiet whimper as he realized his genetics had now been eradicated.
Nikki now grabbed his t shirt and with a quick pull, tore it from him, leaving just scraps of the arms left on him, then she shoved the shredded shirt, and his jeans into her bag. 
“Now, be a good dickless fox boy, and head home, ok? But remember to show off your empty sheath to all those people you pass by!” she said untying his ankles and unhooking his wrist binds from the ironwork on the wall, letting him stand on his feet properly once more… “And remember, the only way you’ll ever get release now, is being fucked.” she said through a toothy grin. 
He stood looking back at her with a semi defiant but broken expression on his face as he watched her turn and disappear round the corner of the alley. Taking his clothes, his dick, and his domination along with her. He was now firmly put in his place for good… and nothing to fuck that dog boy with tomorrow.