Kalvin and Harvard Ch 3: Strange New Life, Scene #1

Kalvin and Harvard Ch 3: Strange New Life, Scene #1
Illustrated Scene #1 for September, 2016
Coauthor: Ajax B. Coriander
Universe: Blackstone's Organization
Tags: NC, Slavery, Anal,Hyena, Badger, Elephant
1,650 words

The slave boy Kalvin's new life with his owner Harvard is starting out strange.

For one thing, his Master is a total power bottom, and the burly hyena is about to find out that even if his new owner is a portly badger twice his age, Harvard has a lot more stamina as a bottom than Kalvin does as a stud top. Even if his dick can't go soft anymore, can Kalvin keep up with Harvard? And who else lives in the badger's huge mansion?

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It was well into the middle of the night by the time Harvard was truly done with Kalvin. After he’d cum in the hyena’s mouth he’d wanted to cuddle some, which felt strange to the hyena after months of harsh treatment at the hands of his kidnappers. But it had felt good to lay behind the older male in the big fine bed. The badger had said he wanted to sleep, but he seemed unable to stop himself from touching, teasing, and then using his brand new slave as if he were a prize breeding stud.

It was comforting, in a profoundly creepy way, that Harvard couldn’t resist touching him, but also served to hammer home for Kalvin just what being owned by this man would mean. Because no matter what the badger did to him, how much he tweaked the hyena’s nipples, played with his balls, or sucked on his dick, Kalvin really wasn't able to cum on his own anymore. Three hours of having his dick played with roughly, sucked on, and then surrounded by Harvard's hot, tight hole proved that. Whatever that elephant doctor had done to him had turned Kalvin into a living sex toy that was always hard and reach for Harvard to use, and would never be satisfied.

Pleasure, it seemed, was just another form of torture when climax was impossible, and Kalvin could feel pleasure so great that it turned into pain. No matter how hot the sex was as he held Harvard down and plow the badger’s hole, no matter intense the stimulation his dick received, release was beyond his body’s grasp until Harvard whispered that magic word into his ear. Harvard proved that by rapidly rubbing just the tip of Kalvin’s hypersensitive dick so much the hyena begged for him to stop, the waves of pleasure making Kalvin’s body tense so much that everything hurt.

Harvard had activated... whatever it was that made Kalvin's body go haywire twice more. At particularly hot and heavy moments during the night as Harvard was riding Kalvin’s dick, the stocky badger leaned down and whispered something into the hyena’s ear, sending his slave’s body into overdrive and simulating what sure as hell felt and looked like an orgasm to Kalvin. Harvard used the muscle bound hyena’s frantic fucking to push himself over the falls, cumming for real while riding his growling and barking hyena slave’s dick. The simultaneous orgasms left Harvard moaning in pleasure as he shot his load across his slave’s fur, while leaving Kalvin wrung out and gasping for air, with a pair of balls that firmly told Kalvin they had not been emptied. Each time Harvard made the hyena clean up the mess with lips and tongue, but in the end, both of them were covered in spunk and the badger's ass so slick inside Kalvin no longer needed to apply lube to fuck him. Harvard was so completely sated by his three real orgasms he could hardly talk, just cuddling the muscle bound hunk and playing with his chest muscles, but for Kalvin there had been no relief when he essentially faked an orgasm at his new master's command.

His dick did not go soft. His heart rate did not drop. His balls did not feel any of the relief that as a young male he’d come to associate with an actual real orgasm. It didn’t even feel like the first time he’d cum with Harvard. No... that had been a real orgasm that had drained him dry. Whatever Harvard’s words had done to him the last two times, they were not actual orgasms. They were theater, meant to please the badger and leave his slave gasping for more.

After the first time, as he lay in Kalvin’s arms teasingly rubbing the hyena’s nipples, Harvard ordered Kalvin to describe what he’d felt during the faked orgasm. Kalvin had done so, words broken by gasps, and his new master had smirked happily when Kalvin told him how it felt like he hadn’t cum at all.

“Of course it didn’t my simple, idiotic muscle stud. What your impressive cock sprays now might look like cum as its gushing out of that thick hyena dick,” Harvard explained, while caressing the hyena's aching shaft and balls, “but it is actually just a very large amount of pre-ejaculate. Not one drop of semen can escape your nuts without my permission. But with the right word I can order you to perform for me like you were the most virile stud in the world.” The badger smiled as he rubbed against the muscled hyena, his paws stroking possessively across the hyena’s biceps as their bodies pressed together. Telling Kalvin this had evidently sparked the badger’s lust once more, because his modest dick was grinding against Kalvin’s aching balls, which only served to grind in the fact that the hyena would never feel that kind of relief again unless Harvard allowed him too.

Something Harvard was apparently not going to allow again tonight. For four hours Kalvin's dick was rock hard as he it thrust into his new master over and over again. Paws, lips, and the badger’s slick hole milked his dick over and over again. Harvard whipped Kalvin into the horniest state of his short life. The hyena was sweating, panting, and whimpering as he impotently begged his master for relief. His hard dick throbbed and his balls ached as they slapped against the badger’s rump, but there was no relief, no climax for Kalvin.

Only when Harvard was completely worn out from his own orgasms did the badger collapse into a heap on his bed and sleepily ordered the hyena, “Get, off the bed. If you stay here, I’ll just keep playing with my new toy till dawn, and I have to work tomorrow.” So Kalvin wearily staggered out of the huge bed, stumbling to one side of the room and standing there in a daze, unsure what he was supposed to do.

That's when the elephant security guard he’d seen before opened the bedroom door and came sauntering in, smiling at Kalvin as if he were an old friend. “Shall I take him to his own bed, sir?”

“Yes, take him away, before he tempts me again,” Harvard mumbled sleepily, sprawled naked and unashamed in front of his servant. The elephant was similarly un-phased by his employer’s naked body. The badger waved vaguely at the door, “Take him to his own bed Philip,” and Kalvin staggered as Philip led him out of Harvard's room as the badger passed out, completely satisfied.

“Way to go, stud,” The elephant said with a smile, congratulatory bumping Kalvin’s upper arm with his trunk as he bound the trembling hyena’s arms loosely behind his back. Kalvin’s face flushed at Philip’s touch, because the touch of the elephant’s leathery skin brought into sharp relief the feeling of matted fur on his body and face, where Harvard’s cum had dried and made the hyena’s short fur stiff. “The boss looks happier than I have ever seen him. You must be worth all the money he spent on you.” Philip said pleasantly, as if Kalvin were just shooting the breeze with Philip in a bar, and not standing naked and bound in a dark, richly decorated hallway. The elephant took the hyena by the arm and led him away.

Kalvin wasn't conscious enough to know where in the house the elephant took him, only that when he was put into the narrow metal frame bed, he had to lie on his back so his hyper sensitive dick could stand upright without rubbing against anything. He lay there, throbbing and erect, covered in sweat and his new owner’s spunk. The hyena watched his chest rise and falling rapidly, his heart still pounding in his ears as a clammy feeling washed over him as the sweat and spunk in his fur began to cool. The only thing Kalvin could smell was Harvard’s jizz, the scent still lingering in his nose from that first load the badger had blown across his face.

At the side of the bed, the elephant in the dark suit smiled down at him jovially, his whole tusks gleaming in what little light there was from a high up window. “Look at you, all that and you still want more. Well, I’m not the kinda guy to leave a buddy hanging, Stud.” Kalvin couldn’t form the words of a reply as the elephant’s dexterous trunk curled around the tip of his dick and began rapidly rubbing the flared crown of his cock.

Kalvin’s aching body jerked, and he whimpered, fists gripping the bedsheets tightly. He’d felt something like this sensation before. Sometimes after he gave Kalvin a blowjob, Frank liked to tease his lover by rapidly rubbing just the tip of the hyena’s dick. It was excruciatingly pleasurable, and felt to Kalvin like he would climax again if the Rottweiler didn’t stop rubbing his dick, so Kalvin would always frantically push Frank away.

Here, in the darkness of this strange manor house, Kalvin the slave was forced to lie there and just take it. So head spinning, his erection at full mast and begging for relief, Kalvin whimpered and bit back a string of shouts and insults as the elephant guard rapidly rubbed the flared tip of his dick until the hyena was crying from the painful pleasure that simply would not stop and could not end in even a fake orgasm. Then, when he’d gotten a good hearty chuckle out of teasing the hyena, Philip left, locking the door behind him.

Kalvin lay there shaking, covered in cold sweat and jizz, panting as stars danced across his vision. He could feel the badger’s seed turning his fur into a crusty, matted mess, forever marking him as Harvard’s slave. The badger had used him like a living dildo, riding Kalvin hard and putting him away wet. And this was only the beginning.

Sleep, when it came, was dreamless.