Going for a fuzzy walk

"Heel." I perked my head as I heard command. I turned around, flashing Miss Sage my cum covered face. My tongue hungrily lapped at my cheeks and chin in an attempt to get every morsel of cum into my stubborn tummy. She glared at me with an expectant stare. I couldn't stop a whimper from escaping my glossy lips as she said sternly, "I said, Heel!" Without a second thought I scrambled to her side, taking my place at her feet, I rubbed my cheek on her leg as an apology. I heard speech, but I was in another plain. My head was spinning, my stomach growled for more cum. I could still smell it on my upper lip, ferociously my tongue lapped upwards until the smell faded.

"I assume you didn't just come here because of the forgotten fucktoy." The woman sounded smug.

"No, I've still got to make the rounds before we get him bred." She stroked the back of my head, which she regretted immediately as it was still damp with piss. "Eugh, need to get him cleaned as well." She sighed, "So much work to get these bitches properly trained."

"Hey, you signed up for it. I suggested you get into the breeding business but hey, who listens to me anymore?" The woman raised her hands in the air

"Aaah shut it, I'm damn good at what I do. And besides, I've got some female bitches at home, never too late to throw a bull-**** at them." Miss Sage smirked sadistically, "Anyways, we've gotta get going. Hope you get good use out of Cum Stain." As we parted way they waved at each other and even blew a few kisses.

This time the walk within the facility felt shorter, my mind was scattered enough that hours could have gone by and it wouldn't have made a difference. I sniffed around, my eyes darted from crotch to crotch, ass to ass. I couldn't really help it. Suddenly in a flash I wasn't led by Miss Sage anymore. All I could see in front of me were two feminine plugged asses. They forms were smooth and pale, hardly clothed except something on their chests. After some time crawling on solid ground I felt sharp angles bump against my knees, stairs? I looked down and sure enough, I was being led up a flight of stairs. Looking up I saw they delicious asses swinging from side to side with every step. At this angle I could see what was between their legs. Caged cocks, leaking slightly from the tips.

The rest of the journey was just as blurry, but the fuzziness seemed to be slowly fading. My returning clarity helped me realize that the leash attached to my collar had been removed. I was no longer **** to follow whoever those people were, yet my instincts told me to follow. They told me to obey without question. I had no idea where they were taking me, so I kept my mouth shut and hungrily stared at their asses.