The playroom

It doesnt take long for Adam to walk you into the large play pen area and unceremoniously dump you on the ground. In the suit you could barely move to adjust yourself, or even see out of the pin hole eyes.

He leaves you alone to contemplate your fate. How long are you going to be in this suit? Will you ever go home? You realize you never told anyone where you were going, or how long you would be away. You think of all the poor decisions that got you bound as a chew toy in the middle of this bizarre facility, the biggest of which was succumbing to Spike. Damn it, Spike. Now all you can do is think about that humiliating series of events, which leads to you being frustratingly turned in with nothing to do about it. You sit in a stew of horniness and regret for some time, until you hear the door open and divvying as the human pups flood the room. You can barely tell which is which, but they quickly find you and put you to work as their chew toy. A pup rolls you to your back, and two of the fastest pups find your waiting holes. It seems they have to snarl and **** the other pups away as you quickly find your throat and abused ass simultaneously filled by unknown assailants. You should be atleast remotely bothered by this, but the double pounding you take soon not only fills you from both ends, but gives you enough stimulus to achieve an orgasm of your own.

It doesn’t stop when though pups are done however, as they are quickly replaced by the next two in the barking order. Your next hour is filled with an endless assaults as they rotate use of you, at one point one decides to suck an orgasm from your overused cock just for kicks, and at another point they flip you over to your belly so one can fuck you doggy style.

-Skip ahead a month-

Playtime has just ended again, and you lie in a puddle of cum like the toy you are. You no longer think of a world outside the few hours a day you are a public fuck toy for all the pups, or the nights where you are tossed in the kennel with whichever pup has behaved best that day. You see the new handler, a skinny little twink, and you know he won’t last long until he is another pup fucking you during playtime. Atleast he cleans you off and feeds you in between, though he has no idea what you actually look like or that you used to be in his position. He just sees you for what you are, a chew toy for all the pups.