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It was a very quiet night in the Leelita forest, nothing but the sound of a few bugs chirping and some other animals scurrying along the ground occasionally, along with the rare howl from a wolf. Devon the tiger layed in his sleeping bag, inside his small, one-man tent. He didn’t often have the chance to do something like this, but he had that week free due to a holiday, and he had always wanted to try camping. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to find anyone to go with, but being along was nice too. 

It was quite chilly, even in his sleeping bag, but he had prepared for that - he wore a sweatshirt and sweatpants, which turned out to be more than enough to keep him warm, but to go along with those, he also cuddled a large golden retriever plushie, one that he had had since he was young that he still cared about quite a lot. He didn’t often actively cuddle him, but on nights like this, he was nice to have around. His name was simply “Doggy” - it was pretty natural for him to call the plushie by that name as a child, and even through the following years of his adulthood, it just stuck.

He soon closed his eyes and fell asleep without an issue, the rustling of leaves in the wind soothing his mind. That night, he had warm, wonderful dreams that made him excited for the next day - he still had a lot of camping to do, and a lot of plans for what he would be doing during this trip. He couldn’t be more excited.

The next morning, he awoke in a cramped, dark place, unable to see anything, not even his own body. After trying to move around for just a moment, he quickly realized he was completely tied up - his hands were tied behind his back, his legs were tied together in a kneeling position, and there was a very uncomfortable gag in his mouth. After listening for a moment, and by the vibrations of the box, he realized that he was moving - was he being transported somewhere? Naturally, feelings of panic began to well up within him - had he been abducted? Where was he being taken? What was going to happen to him!?

As he panicked, he noticed the presence of something soft on his thighs and his… well, shaft, which, to his confusion, was rock hard. He could immediately tell it was Doggy - his plushie was in there with him as well, for whatever reason. That gave him a little bit of comfort, though it didn’t last long, as the feeling on his cock made him realize he was also completely naked, which was never a great sign for abductions. Suddenly, whatever he was riding on must’ve hit a bump, because his box was bounced upward and his head hit the wooden ceiling, instantly knocking him right back out.

The next time he woke up, he was still in the box, except this time, he was being transported by hand - he could feel the distinct stride of a humanoid in how he was being moved, perhaps two? He heard them chattering, not enough to fully make out through the box - something along the lines of a “toy,” a “regular customer,” and some mentions of a plushie. The box was quickly dropped onto the ground, causing Devon to hit his head again, though this time, he wasn’t knocked out. He heard a slow cracking noise, and then, light began to stream in, blinding him.

The box’s top was slowly pried off with a crowbar by a dog in a blue delivery uniform, revealing the sight of Devon, completely gagged and tied, his cute plushie layed across his thighs. The dog looked at him without a hint of remorse as he pulled out a pen and paper, handing it to someone else. Devon turned to see that the receiver was a Lopunny with large, fluffy ears hanging past her waist and a lean but very fuzzy body. She took the papers, scribbled her signature, and handed them back, sending the delivery man off. She then turned her attention to Devon with a lustful smile - she was clothed, though only barely; she had on a bathrobe that barely worked to conceal her quite large breasts. “Welcome home, honey~” she said in a cheery tone. She reached into the box and grabbed Devon, hoisting him out by the armpits and then carrying him in sort of a fireman carry, letting his plushie rest on his stomach as she walked in with him - she didn’t seem to struggle to carry him at all. 

She used a foot to shut the door behind her - her house was fairly normal, looking just like an average middle-class house, though he didn’t get much time to look at it as she carried him to her basement. After flicking the light switch on with her elbow, she stood at the top of the steps and paused. “Hmm… I could carry you down, but wouldn’t this be faster~?” She smiled sadistically as she dropped Devon. He hit the edge of the stairs with his back and the back of his head, already sending a massive spike of pain through his body, and he tumbled down, gaining speed on each hard wood step until he eventually landed on the cold concrete at the bottom. He had fell down at least 20 stairs, and it hurt like hell - his body was bruised all over, he felt horrible blunt pain throughout his body, his head especially hurt like he had a migraine.

However, despite the trauma to his head, somehow, he was still conscious? The Lopunny shut the basement door behind her as she came down, turning the rest of the lights on at the bottom. She revealed the sight of multiple machines, all looking like they were made for the purpose of torture - various whips and flogs, concrete slabs, blocks of wood with jagged edges, so many ropes and other binding tools, paddles and rackets, it was terrifying. “Like what you see, cutie~?” She giggled, enjoying the look of absolute terror in his eyes.

She grabbed the gag in his mouth - it was seemingly strapped in with leather, buckled behind his head. She undid the buckle and pulled it out, letting his maw free, to his surprise. He tried to speak, but he was too speechless - nothing would come out. “Not even going to ask any questions? Alright, I guess I’ll just explain myself then.” She grabbed his plushie up, smiling. “While you were out on your little camping trip or whatever, you just happened to set your tent up in the territory of a… friend of mine who, let’s just say, doesn’t like trespassers. He decided to send you on over to me so I could “teach you a lesson,” but, well, considering that I have 0 plans to let you leave here ever again, that lesson probably won’t help you much~” She smirks, undoing her robe and letting it fall to the ground, revealing her full body in immaculate detail. Her breasts and ass are both magnificent, and her pussy is tight, already very wet. She holds Doggy’s snout to her slit and winks at Devon, whose cock hardens once again - he couldn’t help it, despite his horrible predicament.

“I’ll let you free in just a moment, however, I need you to promise me you’re going to be a good boy.” She squatted down in front of him, smirking. “Well? Are you going to be obedient~?”

He blinked a bit, still not grasping the situation, but he managed to nod - maybe if he got this bunny to let him free, he could make a run for it and call for help. It wouldn’t be that hard, surely - she hadn’t even locked her front door, or the basement door for that matter. 

“Good.” The Lopunny said, walking over to one wall with a board where various torture devices hung. She took down a red dog collar with a leash attached and brought it to Devon. She then put it around his neck, making it just a tad too tight, and clipped it in the back. “There we are~ Now you can be my little pet~” She rubs his head, making him blush and purr a bit involuntarily - he didn’t want to admit it, but being put in a leash and called a pet by such a beautiful bunny girl… it had turned him on immensely, his horniness fighting his logical fear.

She untied him, undoing his legs first, and then his arms, leaving him completely free, to his surprise. She held his leash as he laid on the floor, still not quite sure what to do. “There you go, all free now. And don’t try to run - I don’t like it when my pets disobey me. I don’t have any issue with disciplining you~”

His heart began to race - discipline him? It was like all of his wildest fantasies were suddenly playing out in front of him! His blush grew as his breathing got irregular, his shaft throbbing. “Awe, adorable! Are you enjoying this~?” The Lopunny reached to his cock and gently stroked it. Her paw was soft and warm, very comforting - he was only moments away from releasing a load onto the concrete before she stopped, cruelly leaving him wanting more. “Well, I can’t let you release quite yet - you’re going to have to earn that pleasure. Come on, on your hands and knees - you’ve been untied for a bit now and you’re still just laying there like a corpse.”

Devon pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, just as she said - even though he was enjoying the situation, he knew he needed to escape as fast as he could; his safety took priority over his horniness, and she wanted to keep him there for the rest of his life - he couldn’t let that happen.

“Follow me.” She began to walk him through the basement, leading him to a closed door in the wall. At this point, he finally mustered up the courage to speak.

“U-um, w-what do you want w-with me?” He stuttered - it was hard to speak for some reason; his voice was a bit hoarse. 

“Ah, you can speak! I was starting to think I had scared you into becoming mute.” She giggled. “All I want is for you to be my obedient little pet - nothing more, nothing less~ To me, you’re just a toy that I’ll play with until I either get bored of you…” She leaned in and whispered in his ear. “Or you break~”

He shuddered a bit, unsure of what she meant. “W-why me?”

“I told you, didn’t I? You trespassed on my friend’s property. I didn’t really choose you - you just happened to be my victim. Though, well, I do quite like you - I think I would’ve happily chosen you out of a crowd~” She winked at the tiger, making him blush a bit more. “Luckily for me, you’re nice and obedient - usually, by this stage, I’d have had to do quite a lot of discipline~ I might have to punish you for no reason if you’re going to keep being so obedient.” 

She reached the door and dropped the leash for a moment, grabbing her bathrobe - she had slung it over her shoulder. She then began to search through the pockets. “Let’s see, I thought I had brought the keys down here with me - I usually keep this room locked-up, just as a little cautionary thing.”

Devon saw his chance - she had actually let go of his leash! Immediately, he let adrenaline over take him, standing up and running for the door as fast as he possibly could, running like his life depended on it, however, before he even made it more than a few steps away, the world around him began to blur. He felt his head start to hurt, his stomach getting extremely queasy. His legs stopped listening to him, slowing down and bringing him to a stop, where he immediately fell to his hands and knees, huffing and panting for air. He felt horrible all over his body, like he couldn’t move another bit even if he wanted to - it was the worst thing he had ever felt in his life.

“Bad boy~” The Lopunny said, giggling as she picked up his leash. “I had them inject you with a few things before you came here. First, they gave you something that would stop you from falling asleep or losing consciousness at all - that’s why you fell down the stairs without getting knocked out. Second, they gave you something that would stop you from being able to do any great acts of physical effort - even climbing those steps at a crawl would cause you to collapse; you aren’t getting out of here any time soon~” She kicked him in the side, hard, the sensation amplified by his trouble breathing and the bruises already all over him from the fall - she hit him right in the side of his stomach, sending him toppling onto his side, where she then kicked him again, this time in the chest, making him fall onto his back. She stood over him, putting her feet to his sides, standing over him with a sadistic smile.

“Let’s see… how should I punish you for that~” She slowly placed a foot right on his balls, gently pushing them against the concrete - not actually applying any pressure yet, but getting very close. She nudged his cock back so that it pointed towards his chest, out of her way. “Hmm… I think just a little ball stomping will be a good start, though, to finish it off, we’ll get a little help from your cute little plushie~”
“Wait, p-p-please, I’m sorry, I, I won’t do it again,” he pleaded between breaths, barely able to comprehend her words, but feeling a great sense of dread. “P-please, don’t hurt my balls, and please don’t do anything to D-Doggy, I’ll be obedient, I’ll be a good little puppy, I promise!”

“Awe! That’s so cute!” The Lopunny held her hands to her chest and smiled, squirming a bit in pleasure as she dropped to her knees and hugged the tiger, wrapping her arms around his chest. “You’re so adorable! I trust you, puppy - I know you won’t disobey me again, not if you value yourself at all, at least. But unfortunately, I still have to punish you - otherwise, you’ll just never learn~”

She stood back up and placed her foot over one of his balls, pressing on it just a tad, not yet causing any significant pain. “Alright, I’m going to try not to pop it, but, well, if something happens… I guess that’s just how it is~” She giggled, raising the foot, then stomping it down onto the ball with as much force as she could.

Immediately, the tiger yelped, screaming in horrible pain as she pressed the orange ball into the ground, flattening it almost completely, paper-thin against the hard concrete floor. The pain continued as she held it there, smirking sadistically - it was only a little pressure away from popping, and Devon could tell! He yelled out, tilting his head back, a blood-curdling scream of absolute agony. He could feel the horrible, immense pain in his ball slowly beginning to rise through his body - sharp, prickling pain, spreading to his stomach and his arms, to his head, down his legs, absolutely every bit of him ached, his whole body screaming at him to stop the horrible sensation. His stomach churned, the worst stomach ache he had ever felt in his life forming quickly, his head pounding with pain as well, like multiple migraines stacked on top of each other. He began to see red - everything in his world was just horrible, horrible pain. He writhed in agony, squirming, his legs and arms all flailing in some futile attempt to make it end, but nothing happened. The Lopunny held her position, refusing to move. 

“I love it when my toys squirm like that, so adorable~” She chuckled, raising the foot off the ball.

Devon stopped squirming as the ball slowly returned back to its normal form, bruised purple from the pressure - it still ached like Hell, but the relief was immeasurable. He panted - that was the worst pain he had ever felt in his life, by far. “P-please, d-d-don’t d-do that a-again,” he stammered, barely able to form words.

“Aw, you don’t want me to do it again~?” She kneeled down, putting her knee between his legs, up against his balls - not crushing them, just nudging them from the side. She reached her paws to his cock, which is more rock hard than it had been the whole night - precum was actually leaking out of it at a fast rate, covering the shaft in white. “But your body is telling me otherwise~” She began to rub his shaft with one paw, wrapping her other paw around the bruised ball. He flinches as she touched the bruise, but was soon flooded by pleasure - he wasn’t happy to admit it, but ballbusting had always been a secret kink of his; he had just never acted upon it, or expected it to be forced upon him so harshly.

As she stroked him off, she began to squeeze his ball, making his eyes widen. “Wait, p-please, no more, it hurts so much!” He pants, however, this time, it isn’t from the pain, but rather, the pleasure from her adorable little paws stroking his large shaft combined with the entire scenario - the pet play, the CBT, even the abduction, it was all making the horny part of his brain go wild, and she was absolutely manipulating it.

She began to squeeze even harder, rubbing faster at the same time as the tiger flinched, biting his lip. “Shh, just be quiet and let your owner take care of you~” The pain from her squeezing is similar to the stepping, though not as harsh - at least, not yet. “Hmm… I know I said I wasn’t going to pop it, but now… I don’t think I can resist~” She stood up, fingering herself a little bit, licking her lips, a look of pure sadistic glee shining in her eyes as she placed a foot on the ball. 

“P-p-pop it? What d-do you mean pop it?” He began to sweat, a horrible sense of foreboding filling him - he had a feeling he knew exactly what she meant.

“You’re about to find out~” She winked, lifting her foot. “Look, puppy - I’ll give you a rare opportunity. You’re allowed to cum while I do this, ok~? This might be your last chance, so if you’re going to do it, you better get started~”

A few tears streamed down the tiger’s face from the pure fear he was feeling; however, he could not deny the immense pleasure that was overtaking him. He reached his paws to his shaft and began to masturbate, closing his eyes, bracing himself for the horrible pain that was about to cum as he approached the climax.

“Good boy. Alright, here it goes - say goodbye to your little ball~” He opened one eye for just a moment, only to witness the Lopunny’s foot slamming down onto his ball and popping it instantly, smashing it into pieces. He screamed as a combination of blood and cum shot out of his cock - it was even worse than the pain he had felt when she was just stepping on it, so, so much worse! Blood and cum were splattered all around the floor where his ball used to be. The bunny girl brushed the bottom of her foot off on the tiger’s fur, leaving a streak of blood on it as he continued to scream. He reached his paws down to his ballsack, desperately hoping that, by some miracle, it would still be there, that this was just some horrible nightmare or hallucination, but no, it was gone, absolutely obliterated by the cute bunny. His cock remained hard.

“Such a big baby - I didn’t even do your other one yet. Calm down a little~” She giggled, walking over to a nearby workbench, covered with various tools - both power tools, and more normal ones. She scanned over them as she listened to the continued cries of distress and pain, eventually deciding on a simple hammer with an iron head - a bit basic, but very effective. She walked back over to her prey, admiring the hammer in her paws, surprisingly clean in comparison to her other instruments of torture, and she kneeled down by his legs. He was holding his remaining ball with his hands, as though he was trying to protect it, though not voluntarily.

“Unhand it, puppy - if I’m going to smash one ball, I’m taking the other one too. I never leave a job half done~”

“P-please, owner, please don’t, please just leave it, I promise I’ll do anything you want!” He whined, desperate, not letting go.

She sighed, raising the hammer. “Alright, well, if you want to be that way, then I’ll just have to brute force my way through~” She swung it down, right onto his fingers, as hard as she could muster. A loud cracking sound echoed out as he yelped, pulling his hands away and looking at them - only one was hit directly, however, the finger bone was clearly badly broken; his middle and pointer fingers were both bending backwards at horrible angles, the bone almost poking out of the skin. “There we go - now it’s nice and free~” He turned his attention back to his ball, and, before he could do a thing to stop it, she brought the hammer down.

The shiny, cold, blunt metal end hit his ball with incredible force. The hammer’s head was actually smaller than the ball, but she hit it right in the center - almost in slow motion, he watched as the ball caved in, not squeezing right down on it, but rather, conforming to the hammer’s shape as though it was putty. She lifted it up again, preparing another swing - the ball was already horribly bruised, a big, round, red and purple mark left behind. And then, she did it again. 

This time, it worked. Blood and cum splattered onto the ground as another load was shot through the tiger’s shaft, causing him to scream in distress, his only remaining ball now reduced to mush. His screams didn’t last long this time - it seemed he had run out of air to scream with, his voice actually failing on him. He didn’t thrash around quite as much this time either - instead, he just laid on the ground, twitching a bit, shivering in agony, biting his lip so hard he drew blood. 

“Hm, broken already?” She flicked the tip of his shaft, making him flinch, seemingly bringing him back to his senses.

“Oh, oh, oh my god, m-my balls, my balls,” he muttered, sitting up and looking at the place where his orbs used to be, now reduced to a pile of bodily fluids.

“Ah, there we go! You started to worry me there for a moment~” The Lopunny quickly looked around the basement, grabbing a large kitchen knife off the wall. “Look, the ball busting took me a really long time, and I’m kind of running out of that, so I’m just going to make this last little bit quick, ok?”

“L-last little bit? W-what do you mean?” 

She placed a paw on his shaft, pushed it down onto the ground, raised the knife, and swung it onto his cock. His eyes widened as the pain went soaring through his body; he would’ve screamed if he wasn’t in so much shock. “Hmm, not quite there,” the bunny said - her cut was only two-thirds deep, though blood was already spraying out. She raised the knife again and brought it back down, this time making a clean cut, separating the shaft from her sub’s body.

The tiger sat, staring, his mouth agape, body shivering, unable to even process these events, and, suddenly, he felt the world darken around him as he fell back, hitting the concrete floor and passing out - his body just couldn’t handle what was happening to it.

Eventually, he woke up again, laying in that exact same position. A large puddle of blood pooled by his crotch, though it seemed the bleeding had stopped, despite no attempt to bandage it being made. The Lopunny sat next to him, her legs crossed, with Doggy sitting in her lap. She looked at her phone, focused on something. Devon noticed a little bit of cum on Doggy’s snout - apparently, she had pleasured herself while he was asleep, and Doggy was on the receiving end. “O-owner?” he muttered.

She looked up at him, a smile spreading across her face. “Ah, you’re finally awake!” She stood up happily, grabbing his leash. “Come on, the fun has barely begun! You still have so many bones left to break, after all - I want to hear another crack like those fingers~” 

He shuddered, but still managed to get on all fours - he couldn’t help but love his horrible predicament. It was an insane turn on - he knew there was no escape anymore; instead, he chose to just resign himself over to his life of servitude and make the best of it. He reached for his shaft to rub one out really quickly before his mistress noticed…

…only to be reminded of his castration.

His tail wagged as he bit his lip, full of both pleasure and distress. It was only going to get worse from here.

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