Hey it's been a while! How have you been? I also had an idea for the team rocket spa thingy, how about like, that same character from the last story I requested, the twink with the rich dad who ends up getting fucked by arcanine. What about him thinking it's a real spa and going there just to end up becoming a permanent position plaything for team rocket. -Taylor🌈 (Tumblr)
Love the story so far! Super hot and creative. I was wondering if you'd be willing to do a male character getting knotted by a Houndoom? Like, the guy is strapped down and fucked multiple times by the Houndoom. Thank you!
-TheOnionQueen (AO3)
Taylor cursed his rotten luck once again as the dice came rolling to a stop on the red velvet table top.
"Ekans Eyes!" The employee called out to the cheers of the other patrons around the table. Taylor watched as his remaining chips were pulled away from him by the employee. Reaching for his wallet, he opened it up to buy his way back in.
"Empty?" One of the pit bosses asked as Taylor scowled at the empty abyss that was his wallet. "If you'd like I am authorized to float guests a one-time sum."
"What's the catch?" Taylor asked warily.
"Just that it all must be payed back and must all be used on a single bet."
Taylor KNEW that it was a bad idea, but his luck was about to turn around. He was sure of it. Nodding his agreement he watched as the pit boss placed a single golden chip down in front of him. Picking it up Taylor considered his options before placing the chip on the "seven" spot. Grabbing the dice, he shook his hand once… twice… and tossed them down the table as his heart pounded in his chest. He watched as they tumbled to a stop, one landing on the four and the other landed on….
"Four and two makes six!" The employee called out.
Taylor's head slumped forward, defeated. A gentle cough next to him made him lift his head to find the pit boss standing beside him, a menacing grin on his face.
"I can pay it all back, I just need to contact my father…."
"We already took the liberty to do so," the man replied. "He said he'd warned you about your addiction. He says you're on your own this time."
"Asshole," Taylor muttered as he made his way to the ATM, followed closely by the pit boss. Pulling up his personal bank account he asked, "How much do I owe?"
"You should have asked how much that chip was worth," the man chuckled as two bodyguards , both sporting tiny red R's on the lapels of their shirts, took up position beside their boss.
"How much," Taylor asked again as a sense of dread fell over him.
"One billion."
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Taylor groaned as he inspected his client's order. He'd been working at the spa for over a year now, slowly paying back every single cent he owed. He hadn't entirely minded his first "Elite" customer, a Dark skinned motherly-type woman from Alola who claimed to be important. A "Kahuna" she'd called herself, whatever that had meant. She'd been gentle with him, loving almost, as she taught him all about a woman's body and how to please it. The next night, Gym Leader Misty, the water-type expert from Kanto, popped his anal cherry. And not gently either.
Tonight could go either way, especially with Kanto's Blaine, the fire-type gym leader.
"At least he's too old to get it up anymore," Taylor mumbled to himself, entering the massage room and shutting the door behind him. Turning, he could the old man relaxing in a chair nearby, still fully clothed in his pristine white dress pants and matching dress coat despite the steamy heat of the room. "Uh, sir, if you'd undress and lay on the table, I'll be more than… happy… to tend to your needs."
"Not MY needs, lad," Blaine croaked as he reached into his jacket and pulled out two Poke'balls. "My Arcanine and Houndoom over-exerted themselves during my last battle and could use some TLC."
Blaine tossed the two balls to the ground in front of him and in a flash of red light the two Pokémon appeared. The two dog Pokémon stood tall and proud as they studied Taylor with hungry eyes. His own eyes worked their way down the pair, quickly spotting their unsheathed cocks. The Arcanine's twitched in eager anticipation and Taylor felt his throat go dray and his pants begin to tent. He'd hated this job at first, despised it even, but now….
W-What sort of TLC are we talking about? A simple rub down with a Happy Ending? A quick blow-and-go?" Looking at the request he added, "Your sheet didn't specify."
"They prefer the Full Treatment," Blaine answered, his grin stretching from ear to ear underneath his bushy white mustache. "And at the same time if you could. They are both impatient and can get rather aggressive if not given the proper attention."
Taylor swallowed the growing lump in his throat as he tried to readjust the area between his legs without seeming too obvious. Pulling the thin fabriced shirt off in one quick movement, he balled it up and tossed it aside. With as much confidence as he could muster he asked, "Shall we get s-started?"
He could feel Blaine's old eyes roaming his body as Taylor gripped his pants and pushed them to the floor. So preoccupied in getting his feet out of the material, and with Blaine's watchful and invasive gaze, Taylor didn't notice the Houndoom approach from behind until its warm wet tongue teased his hole. Surprised, Taylor stumbled forward, tripping and falling to his hands and knees as his feet got tangled up in his pants. Breathing through his clenched teeth, he looked up to find Blaine laughing softly to himself.
Before Taylor could say anything he'd regret, the Arcanine appeared in front of him, blocking his like of sight of the old Gym Leader. Glancing up at the imposing fire-type, Taylor felt powerless and frozen in place. Unable to move he watched as the Pokémon readjusted itself so that it was angled slightly to the side. It was practically straddling his head, if only a little, but just enough that its unsheathed cock hung down in front of Taylor's lips. Its musk invaded Taylor's nostrils, assaulting his senses until the boy was practically drunk off of its scent.
Taylor reached up and gripped the shaft, slowly stroking gently as he licked his lips, partly to get them wet and ready and partly out of eagerness. A warm wet tongue teased his ass once more, forcing a gasp to escape his lips. The Arcanine took its opportunity and stepped closer, shoving its cock past Taylor's lips and over his tongue, all the while growling softly at the sensation.
The Houndoom behind Taylor continued with its teasing tongue, swirling circles around Taylor's hole before slipping inside for a few tantalizing moments and then repeating the process all over again. It had Taylor's cock throbbing beneath him and dripping with pre-cum. By the time the Houndoom pulled back, removing the wet warmth of its tongue and breath from his hole, Taylor was shaking with pleasure.
For a moment he forgot that he was a sexual servant. For a moment he forgot his pride. For a moment….
Taylor gagged as the Arcanine thrusted its shaft down his throat. Moments passed by and Taylor's eyes teared up as he struggled to breath. Just as the edges of his vision began to darken the Arcanine pulled back, its cock dripping with saliva as Taylor gulped down as much fresh air as he could.
"It seems my Arcanine likes you quite a bit," Blaine chuckled as Taylor wiped the slobber from his chin.
"He has a funny way of showing it," Taylor mumbled back, upset regardless of how hard his own dick now was. Eying Arcanine as it stalked around to his backside Taylor added," Time to switch things up I assume?"
"Something like that. Arcanine seems eager to mount you. My Houndoom, however," Blaine gestured to his other Pokémon with a sly smile, "prefers to get mounted instead. At first, anyways."
Taylor watched as Houndoom moved around to his front before turning away and lifting its tail, giving Taylor a full on view of its hole as it puckered and winked at him as if trying to invite him in. Licking his lips to quench their sudden dryness, Taylor leaned forward and pressed the tip of his tongue against the entrance. Houndoom hole easily opened to allow his warm tongue access, the Pokémon growling with delight as a shiver ran through its body. Within moments, Houndoom's unsheathed cock was dripping thick and gooey strands of precum.
Pulling back, Taylor grabbed Houndoom by its hips and guided it back until his cock pressed eagerly against the now slick hole. Houndoom couldn't wait as it pushed back, forcing Taylor's cock deep inside of its ass until Taylor was buried to the hilt, his balls slapping against Houndoom's much larger pair. Taylor was just about to pull back in order to thrust when Blaine cleared his throat.
"Not yet, young man. Just one more thing needed before you can begin."
A wet, thick girth plopped down between Taylor's ass cheeks. Looking back Taylor found the Arcanine standing over him, its cock hot-dogged and twitching with anticipation. Taylor did his best to relax and loosen up as Arcanine pressed the tip of its shaft against his hole and gave a mighty thrust. The sudden fullness in his ass and gut all but knocked the air from his lungs while the momentum pushed his forward, forcing him to thrust hard into Houndoom. The dual sensation was mind-numbing and took everything Taylor could muster not to cum right then and there. He wasn't so lucky with Arcanine's second thrust.
Taylor's face contorted into that of unbridled ecstasy as his orgasm shook his body and his cum shot deep into Houndoom's ass. Houndoom howled with glee as it clenched and milked Taylor for as much of the boy's cum as it could. Taylor couldn't help but tense up uncontrollably, his ass clamping around Arcanine's cock so tightly that the Pokémon had to pause for a moment until it could freely move once more.
Houndoom pulled itself free of Taylor's cock, his juices dripping from its hole as it laid down and rolled onto its back. Its cock twitched with anticipation as it looked him in the eyes, its own shining excitedly. Nodding in understanding, Taylor leaned forward and took Houndoom's cock into his mouth, eagerly working the head with his tongue while his hands stroked the shaft and teased its cum-filled hole. With each rough and powerful thrust from Arcanine Taylor moaned around Houndoom's cock, slurping loudly.
Time quickly escaped Taylor as he lost himself more and more with each thrust. Every movement the big orange and red Pokémon made rubbed his prostrate in just the right way, driving him insane with the pleasure that coursed through his veins. He didn't even notice how close he was to climaxing once more until he felt Houndoom's cock tense up in his mouth just as hot cum flooded his throat. Its thickness, its taste, the sheer amount of cum… Taylor struggled to swallow it all as his own orgasm ravaged his senses once more. His cum oozed from the tip of his cock with each thrust from Arcanine until it too roared loudly before burying its knot deep in his ass. The sensation of the hot jizz flooding his ruined hole combined with everything else made the world swim and everything go dark.
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When Taylor came to he was alone in the room with an envelope placed gently on his chest. Opening it up he found a thick wad of cash and a note that read, "Thank you again, young man, for entertaining my friends. The money provided should prove useful in taking care of your debt owed, but you seemed to really enjoy your servitude. Use the money how you will but know that we hope to see you again sometime soon. Sincerely, Blaine."
