“Unnfff” Todd grunted as a series of thick, round objects slowly pushed past his prostate before squeezing out his ass with a slight slurping noise. He could feel the moist rubber as it retreated along the bottom of his tail.
Shortly after Sebastian left, Alexandros had opened a small door in the bottom of Todd’s seat, giving him prime access to what had originally been Todd’s tight, puckered ass. But as the last bead pulled free of him, Todd realized that it was now anything but. He could feel cold air running over the inner walls of his sphincter as it hung slightly agape, the fur running along its outer edges matted with glistening beads of lube.
Alexandros had started small, using the products that Todd was supposed to be pushing, like The Licker™ or The Red Rocket™, but it hadn’t taken long before Alexandros disappeared through a door in the back of the holding cell, returning with a box of much larger fare.
Todd had spent the past few hours being fucked by every type of dildo he could imagine – large flared horse cocks; wavy, smooth reptilian penises; even a massive barbed dildo that Alexandros had called “the Gryphon” – each bigger than the last, each slowly stretching Todd’s ass wider and wider.
“Look at how big you’ve gotten!” Alexandros exclaimed as he held Todd’s most recent occupant in front of him – a set of anal beads, each the size of an ostrich egg. Todd winced as he watched beads of lube, clouded with his own anal juices, slowly running down the toy before splattering onto the floor.
“Now, do you want to talk? Or should I go into the back and find something bigger?” Alexandros said with a slight wink.
“You know…” Todd panted, “you’re a really shit torturer…”
“Oh yes, I’m well aware!” laughed Alexandros, “let me let you in on a bit of a secret…”
Alexandros walked over to his box of toys, dropping the beads unceremoniously inside.
“Sebastian doesn’t give me high value prisoners…” Alexandros briefly paused, “no, I suppose that isn’t entirely correct. Sebastian gives me plenty of prisoners who, themselves, have value. He just doesn’t give me prisoners who have valuable information.”
“You see Todd, while I don’t know what you know, I assume that Sebastian already does. Or he doesn’t care. Either way, you’re not here because he wants you to tell me anything.”
“Of course, I, personally, want you to tell me everything,” Alexandros continued, “it makes it so much more fun when people break. Not that my sessions are particularly torturous, but people sometimes make the mistake of thinking that if they just tell me what they know that I’ll let them go free. And I do so love seeing the hope drain from their eyes.”
“But the truth, Todd, unfortunate as it may be for you right now, is that if Sebastian gave you to me then that means he’s already decided that you’re…” Alexandros’ monologue was interrupted by a sudden pounding on the cell’s front door.
“Come in!” Alexandros shouted.
A bulky, green scaled lizardman opened the door, dressed in nothing but a skimpy loincloth that flopped about as he walked towards Alexandros, briefly exposing his crotch with every step.
Given the lizardman’s size, Todd had expected an equally thick cock to be hanging between his legs, but Todd couldn’t see anything there at all and he briefly wondered whether this was a female lizardman or if its equipment was just internal.
The lizardman reached Alexandros and whispered something in his ear.
“Ah, perfect timing!” Alexandros exclaimed, “it would seem that your friends have all fallen for their respective traps. That means that our time here is coming to an end, so…”
Alexandros walked to the backdoor, briefly disappearing before returning with a new box. As he set it down on the table across from Todd, Alexandros cocked his head towards the lizardman.
Todd watched the lizardman walk around to the back of his chair. He could hear him kneeling down right behind his ass. Todd could imagine the lizardman’s cock slowly emerging from a vent, engorging as he got ready to give Todd the fucking of a lifetime.
But then Todd felt the lizardman’s hands grab his own. The ropes binding his wrists loosened as the lizardman’s claws easily sliced through them. Then the lizardman reached forward, grabbing Todd’s ankles before cutting through the ropes binding those as well.
Todd stretched out his limbs, if for no other reason than to make sure he was actually free.
“You’re letting me go?” Todd asked with an incredulous tone. He wasn’t stupid enough think that was actually the case, but he didn’t know what else to say.
“Hardly,” came the reply from Alexandros as he tossed a collar into Todd’s lap.
“Put that on, and quickly, I’ve wasted enough time here as it and, yes, to answer your question, it is a cursed item.”
Todd looked down. The collar was made out of a fine, smooth pink leather and studded with small black diamonds. Looking deeper into the diamonds, Todd could see a faint pink mist swirling about, as though it was coiled up inside just waiting to be injected into the wearer.
As he rotated the collar around, Todd found a small gold nameplate affixed to the front that was engraved with a single word: “Bitch”.
“What is…” Todd started only for Alexandros to immediately cut him off.
“As I was saying Todd,” Alexandros began, “Sebastian only sends people to me when they’re destined for my playroom.”
“But I already have a subby little wolf boy and even if I wanted another one, I only have one boy collar and he’s currently wearing it, so you’re just going to have to be the bitch for now.”
“Oh don’t look at it like that!” Alexandros exclaimed as he saw horror fill Todd’s eyes, “you’ll still be an anthro wolf, just a little more submissive and a lot more girly.”
“And if I don’t put it on?” Todd eked out.
“Then you’ll find out what else is in this box. That collar is at least something that I can remove. Maybe if you’re a good girl I'll find a new collar for you in a few years.”
Alexandros’ eyes narrowed at Todd, “but some of the other things in here are a bit more… permanent.”