Inuyasha felt himself straining inside his tight little cage, trying to resist the urge to hump the air or run and throw himself at their feet and beg for…something. What he wasn't quite sure, to cum? To dildo himself? For Kouga to fuck him? Ayame to spank him again? All of the above? The inu wasn't certain, but somehow any of the options circling his head seemed preferable to staying in his current state.
He was stood in the corner of his living room, facing the wall, hands folded behind head. His rear was still glowing red from Ayame's hand, anus still sore, sensitive, and stinging from the ginger root she'd shoved inside him. The inu's member strained in its cage, precum dripping out the end as he stood silently, the sound of the two ookami rutting filtering in from the nearest bedroom.
It wasn't fair, Kouga was committed to winding him up more and more, and at the same time he'd cut Inuyasha off from his milkings, the only thing that even temporarily dulled the arousal pooled in his gut. Crazy as it was to consider, Yasha's demand for one, for a fucking prostate massage of all things, was what had earned his current punishment. The young inu supposed that was a clear cut sign of his fading will, he wasn't even begging to cum or to get to rut anymore, no he was begging and being denied the opportunity to have a massager stuck up his butt and seed drained out the end of his chastity cage.
From the bedroom, the two panted and Ayame moaned, the noise building to a howling scream as she clearly came riding her husband. Much as he tried to ignore it the hanyou couldn't help but think about what it must be like for Kouga, dick free and hard and sheathed in his beautiful wife as she came with him inside her. The inu couldn't help but try and think about the last time that had happened for him, to have someone like her on him, riding his cock to completion, the last time he'd been sheathed in a tight wet heat as opposed to unyielding metal.
The inu had been in his enforced dry spell so long now it was getting hard to remember the last time he'd gotten it wet, hell it had been so long since he'd even seen his own dick free and hard his memory of what it looked like was fading. Well alright, that was a lie but still, it had been a long fucking time since Kouga had given him any fun in the little Inuyasha department.
Inuyasha stared at the corner he stood facing, thankfully feeling the burn from the ginger finally starting to fade out completely. He'd be a little sensitive back there for a little while, but the burn of it was finally done. His butt still stung though, Ayame had done a number on him, carrying out his spanking on her husband's behalf. Kouga had started bringing her round a couple of months ago, first in short bursts and on little casual dates, a lunch or dinner.
Then dinner and a movie, or a day long chill for the two of them on a day off, then finally they'd spent the night together on occasion. Now she was over several times a week, came by whenever she felt, and the two openly pursued their husbandly and wifely pursuits with each other.
For all of it Inuyasha had been held to his routines and rules as they'd been established under Kouga. Nude in the house save his cage, butt plugged with whatever Kouga wanted inside him, working out, studying, meditating, grooming himself under Kouga's watchful eye. Ayame got a view of it all, got to drink in the pretty hanyou going about his day under her husband's training regime.
It had helped to be honest. Kouga had promised he'd break Inuyasha of his aversion to presenting as a beta to women, and well, he'd certainly been presenting as a beta to Ayame. She hadn't touched him in a particularly sexual manner, and hadn't directly teased in that way, Yasha hadn't even seen her naked yet. But she clearly understood Inuyasha's place under her husband's care and had no reluctance in criticizing his less than ideal actions and earnestly praised those befitting a well trained beta.
Tonight had been a turning point though, the first time she'd been directly involved in his training, at least as a trainer rather than an observer and a training tool of sorts. Tonight when Yasha had made his stand, pleading his case and making his demands for a milking to Kouga, in front of Ayame much to his chagrin, the demoness had backed her husband in his steadfast refusal. When the subject of punishment was brought up, she had cheerfully offered to carry it out for her man, and had done so with a wicked effectiveness.
The practiced speed with which she'd shaved a chunk of ginger root into a plug, and the stinging glow she'd so quickly brought about in his hind parts left no doubt in Inuyasha's mind that she'd done this before. Likely to Kouga if the inu thought about it, a thought and mental image that wouldn't help the state of his poor denied penis any. Her firm hand had reddened Yasha's bottom, and declaring him punished he'd been sent to the corner and Ayame had demanded her husband in the bedroom, making no secret of it that tanning the beta's hide had turned her on.
That hurt, in a way Inuyasha enjoyed despite himself. He was used to his sexual encounters with women having him on top. Ayame had just tuned him up proper, gotten wet from the act, and was now getting railed by her husband while he stood in the corner cage on dick ginger in butt. He had pleased her, pleasured her in a sense, but in no way, shape, or form like how he was used to pleasing a woman.
Somehow, the worst part of that was the fact that Inuyasha was enjoying it. He liked Ayame, like a lot. Not in the same sense that he liked Kagome, certainly not in the way he'd liked his flings and one night stands. No he liked Ayame in the way he liked Kouga, begrudgingly, somewhat embarrassingly, but deeply. He'd become comfortably uncomfortable around her, humiliated still at her seeing him in his kept state but appeased in a way he'd struggle to describe.
It was just somehow right, she was an alpha demoness comfortable with and appreciative of seeing him in his managed, beta state. There was something incredibly freeing and comfortable in that, like Inuyasha had been relieved of a certain burden or mask, or was being stripped nude in a way more holistic than just being relieved of his clothes.
No, much like with Kouga, Ayame was gazing upon him truly nude, gazing upon him without the mask of his more dominant side. Not that it was a lie, he did have that side of him, those aspects of his personality, those traits. But behind that legitimate bravado lurked a deeper truth, the more submissive side of him, the aspects of Inuyasha that he'd never been keen to show except to the closest of family and friends. But the ookami were drawing it out of him, and their enjoyment in that secreted part of him was freeing and fulfilling in a way the young inu struggled to describe but was quickly falling in love with.
Still though, Inuyasha really, really wished they'd just let him cum already. Getting to fuck would be life altering but just plain old jerking off would be amazing at this point. Hell, even the prostate milking damnit! He'd have begged on his hands and knees for it if they'd let him, and he'd have been thankful and grateful for it after. It wasn't fair they'd said no to that!
Fair wasn't a part of the equation for Inuyasha however, and so balls achingly full he continued to stand in his corner as the sounds of their love making crescendoed a couple more times and then faded into the panting and murmuring of post coital cuddling and necking. A short while later and it turned to the sounds of a running shower, then back to the love making and its crescendo, and then back to the panting and murmuring now set to the sounds of a running shower.
Finally, the two re-emerged into the living room, both concealed by silk robes, damp hair down over their shoulders. Inuyasha held position as Ayame came up behind him, hand snaking between his cheeks to grasp the ginger root and pull it free, other hand rubbing his still reddened bottom.
"Hey there, feeling a little mellowed out now mister?"
"Yes Miss Ayame."
"Good boy, is there anything you'd like to say to Kouga and I?"
"Yes Miss Ayame. I'm sorry for demanding a milking, I know I need to defer to my keyholder's judgment regarding my penis, and I am thankful and grateful to you for controlling my behavior via the chastity cage. Whatever you two decide is best for me regarding releases, of any sort, is what's best for me and I need to accept and be thankful for that."
"Good pup. Now, let's relax and watch a movie huh?"
"Sounds good, Miss Ayame."
"Good pup."
"What do you want to watch baby?"
"I don't know, you?"
"Eh, I don't know, No Country?"
"Didn't we watch it again like six months ago?"
"I ugh, guess we did now that you mention it. Still kinda want to watch it now."
"I, yeah, that's fair. No Country it is."
"Queue it up, I'll get our pup sorted. Yasha, get us some popcorn and something to drink, I'll be right back for you."
"Hai."
Inuyasha complied, going into the kitchen, popping a bag in the microwave and opening them a bottle of wine, a dark red Ayame preferred. He pulled a small charcuterie board they had left as well, taking it and the bottle out, then retrieving glasses and the popcorn, pouring it out into a bowl for them. When he returned he saw Kouga's definition of 'sorting' him, a towel had been laid on the hardwood floor in front of the sofa, a box with a fat dildo suction cupped its top and a container of lube resting on it.
"There's our little sommelier, pour us both a glass and then put yourself on that dildo."
"I, yes Kouga."
"Good boy."
Yasha poured the glasses as instructed, setting the bottle on the coffee table with the snacks and then with a blush moved to his seat for the evening. The two ookami were spooned together on the couch, clinking glasses and sharing a toast before relaxing into each other and getting ready to start the movie, once their little inu was ready seating himself of course. Eagerly, cerulean and emerald watched as the hanyou took the lubricant, a thick, greasy type meant for taking and riding big objects, and smeared it on his fingers.
"Let us see."
"Hai Miss Ayame."
The dildo was set up on the ground in front of the couch, right near where their legs were stretched out. Yasha had little opportunity to hide from their gaze there, but even less still with Ayame making demands. Turning his body, the beet red hanyou bent over facing away from them, presenting his still sensitive ring of muscle to them as lube slicked fingers probed it, working the thick substance into his body.
One, then two, then three were worked in and thrust in and out, coating and relaxing his ring of muscle while the ookami watched. That done the inu removed his fingers and collected another generous helping of lube, this time coating the big dildo Kouga had selected for him. The hanyou worked his hands over the thick toy, almost like he was jerking it off, a stand in for the thick toy he hadn't been allowed to stroke in months.
"Good boy, that looks nice and slick."
"Thank you Miss Ayame."
"Alright now Yasha, squat down on that, and stay in a squat. You can move on it to your heart's content pup, but once the head pops in it doesn't come back out till I say, and if we catch you sitting your butt down on the box you're going to school tomorrow with that dildo in you. Understood?"
"Yes Kouga, how long do I have to do this?" Inuyasha asked as he took position, facing towards the TV and straddling the box, squatting down on to the dildo, a hand guiding the thick silicone beast to his entrance.
"Until the movie's over." Yasha worked himself down onto the toy as Kouga answered, both ookami watching approvingly as the head of the faux dick stretched his anus open gradually before finally winning and slipping inside.
"Hmm, yes Kouga." Inuyasha slowly rocked himself down a few inches on the toy, rear still sensitive from the ginger that had been inside it, making the stretch of the fat toy feel so much more acute, the stimulation almost as painful as it was pleasurable for the young beta.
"Oh, hey baby, you know it just occurred to me we haven't watched the Irishman yet."
"You know you're right we haven't. Watch it now instead?" Kouga grinned into his wife's shoulder, gently nipping at her neck for her wicked little suggestion. Ayame was such a mean little bitch when she wanted to be, but hey, what was another hour or so for the pup, he was in wicked shape he could handle himself.
"That sound good to you, Yasha?" She asked it so sweetly, though the inu knew there was no answer that wouldn't sting in some way or another.
"I, ugh, yes Miss Ayame."
"Good boy, hands back behind your head, keep them there."
"Yes Miss Ayame."
The two selected their new, much longer choice and settled into each other and their wine as the film started to play. From his place Yasha was stuck in a conundrum, not sure how to proceed in his predicament. Part of him was still a horny mess and wanted to hump the dildo, he knew they looked favorably on him getting pleasure from anal, hell it was the reason he was in this position instead of just having something big strapped up inside his body with a harness.
Part of him wanted to stay with just the head inside him, stay as stretched out as he could and keep the beast of a phallus out of his sensitive hind as much as he was allowed. Another part knew he should consciously start rotating position, move up and down slowly, adjust his legs, stave off the fatigue that'd surely be coming holding a squat for the next three hours. And Hell, a sick part of him wanted to just sit down and watch the movie with them, just surrender to the fact that he'd be wearing the big toy inside him tomorrow and skip all the exertion of trying to win this little predicament.
Yasha stayed in position for a few minutes trying to decide, paying attention to the opening scene of the film rather than to his quads and the dildo in his ass as best as he was able. Slowly though, horniness began to win and the inu found himself starting to sink on the toy, catching himself and rising back up slowly. As his body adjusted to the big toy's presence and his hole's sensitivity weaned and began to surrender to the pleasurable feeling of having a big, well-oiled passenger inside him Yasha's movements began to pick up pace a bit.
Despite himself the hanyou found himself rolling up and down on the toy in graceful arcs, thighs and abs working his hips up and down, sheathing then revealing inches of the thick passenger inside him, reveling in the feeling of it nudging his prostate, of it sliding in and out of his anus. It took a minute or two to get lost in the sensations, but at a certain point it registered in the hanyou's mind that he couldn't hear the movie anymore, and when his amber eyes peered towards the screen he found it was because it was no longer playing, the TV sitting paused and silent. Looking back behind him, the hanyou whimpered lightly when he was that both the ookami weren't watching the screen, they were watching him, Kouga's hand disappearing under a fold in the front of Ayame's robe, the wolf clearly fondling his wife's pussy while they watched him rutting himself on the dildo.
"No need to stop Yasha, keep enjoying yourself pup."
"I, ugh." Yasha was red faced but kept going, looking back towards the TV, eyes closing. His dick strained in its cage, a drool of precum leaking out the end of the yellow and black steel, a whimper lodged in his throat.
This was so humiliating yet so…perfect. He used to fuck damnit, used to get pussy, used to get to watch his partner's cum under him, cum with his hard dick inside them, cum from what he and it could do to them. Yet here he was, futilely rutting himself on a fake cock in an uncomfortable position while these two beautiful, powerful alphas watched, and for some reason Inuyasha loved it.
"What a good boy you are Yasha, you're riding that thing so beautifully."
"Thank you Miss Ayame."
"Think you're gonna cum like that pup, it's okay if you do?"
"Not likely Miss Ayame."
"Alright then, guess you'll just enjoy it and stay horny."
"Yes Miss Ayame." Inuyasha whimpered at that, a little more desperation in his hips as they rose and fell back down on the toy, hind gripping the thick phallus in his need.
The two ookami didn't prod him any further, drinking in the sight of him for a moment longer before putting the movie back on and turning their attention away from the inu and his efforts on the big toy. Yasha kept at it a few minutes further before the stirrings of fatigue sparked in his hanyou body and he broke away from his rutting to rest himself a bit. The inu moved to the top of the toy and stilled, holding there for a few minutes, before relaxing himself back down, taking the toy until his butt was almost touching the box, deep into his squat, and holding there.
Time passed fairly quickly for Yasha all things considered, paying as much attention to the movie as his filled anus would allow for, rotating positions often, moving his legs as much as possible, rutting the toy occasionally. Still, the movie was maybe halfway through by the time the inu's thighs were sore and he was beginning to really want to sit down. He was faring alright though, still hopeful he'd endure and not have to wear the beast inside him out to school the next day.
Things however, would deteriorate for the pup when the two ookami paused the movie again, Ayame getting up to open them another bottle of wine and retrieve some pretzels from the kitchen. She returned with her refreshments and set them down on the coffee table before coming to stand in front of the squatting inu, Yasha's face resting right near her wet mound, concealed only by the silk of the loose robe still wrapped round her.
"How are you making out pup?"
"I'm surviving Miss Ayame."
"Legs getting tired?"
"Kinda yeah Miss Ayame."
"I'll bet, you're doing a great job though."
"Thank you Miss Ayame."
"And you know you do make for one very, very beautiful sight rising and falling on that big thing don't you?"
"Yes Miss Ayame, thank you." Inuyasha blushed hard at that, dick leaking out the end of its prison, her words mixing with her scent threatening to drive the inu mental.
"You know, it does strike me as funny with beta pups like you. So many wind up with alpha males, but quite a few think they'll have an easier go with an alpha female. Like they'll get to top from the bottom more, get to be more ornery, unchecked betas.
That's always struck me as odd, I mean I get it, alpha males have a dick so they can pin it down in that way. And Kouga certainly has a hammer on him so he wouldn't struggle to really give it to you. But, not that they can't or don't use toys, but at the end of the day alpha males always want to use their dick. And even alphas who are properly hung like Kouga, there's always bigger toys out there.
I always found that funny how betas who seek out alpha females, there's just something about them going in where they think they're getting off easy, like it'll just be a modest butt plug and a chastity cage when their queen doesn't want the dick. But really, as an alpha female you don't have any direct sympathy for that denial, you only really see the benefits of it, and being so used to using toys to penetrate your beta you only want to dominate them more with bigger and bigger ones."
"I, um, yes Miss Ayame."
"I mean, the real size queens among alphas, they're mostly alpha females. When you aren't trying to shove your dick in there every five seconds or aren't worried about it staying tight, there's really no reason not to keep cramming bigger and more difficult toys up your betas bottom right?
I know for me, I love watching a cute pup like you taking a big toy like that thing you're squatting on. And from the precum dribbling out of you I'm guessing you like it too don't you puppy?"
"Yes Miss Ayame, I guess I do."
"And you know, I know Kouga's gonna strap it in place and make you go to school with it tomorrow if you sit down, but would that be such a bad thing?"
"I, I'm not…sure, Miss Ayame?"
"I mean it is big and it'll be distracting all day, but you can deal with that. You're used to wearing butt plugs anyway, this is just a bit more intense than that is all. And for what it's worth, I'd really enjoy seeing you sit all the way down and sheathe that thing properly. I know that box isn't a very comfortable seat and that dildo's gonna feel real big with every inch of it jammed inside you, but it's probably better than holding a squat for another hour, hour and a half or so. Just something to think about."
Inuyasha whimpered at that, but meeting her eyes and seeing the warmth in them, dominant and aggressive but undeniably warm and sweet, the blushing inu surrendered.
"Yes Miss Ayame."
Relaxing his body Inuyasha let his weight pull him downward, the last bulbous inches of the toy sliding inside as his butt made contact with the box, only the suction cup base still outside his anus as he finally relaxed his aching legs and let the box take his weight instead. Grinning wide, the ookami teased him, sliding the silk of her robe aside just enough to flash him with the sight of a finger sliding up her wet folds before the silk recovered what belonged to her husband. She placed the finger to his lips as she bent down and kissed him on the forehead, just as quickly returning to the couch and to her mate laying upon it.
"Good boy Yasha, you look wonderful like that."
"Thank you Miss Ayame."
"Hope you're comfortable like that pup, gonna be a while till that dildo's out of you."
"Yes Kouga."
"Hmm, you're evil you know that?" Kouga whispered into his wife's ear as he nuzzled at her neck.
"Mmhmm. I'm a wicked bitch, and you're the himbo idiot who mated me."
Kouga giggled at that, kissing at his wife's neck and holding her tighter. They started the movie back up and laid down, Yasha at their feet adjusting to his new position. Somehow the predicament wasn't over for the poor inu just yet. At first the hanyou enjoyed a sense of relief sitting down, his legs relaxing and and unwinding now that they'd been given relief from holding the squat, and that and Ayame's attentions had somewhat numbed Yasha to the full feeling of the dildo all the way up inside him.
As the discomfort faded out however, the inu began to become more aware of the intruder in his bottom, more acutely conscious of the length and girth of the dildo, and the reality that he'd be going about his day tomorrow with it strapped tightly in place inside him started to hit. Suddenly, the inu almost wanted the discomfort back in his thighs, wished he hadn't sat down at Ayame's wishes, but the point was moot. He'd done so, he'd obeyed her against Kouga's order not to sit down, so now humping time was over and he had nothing else to do but to stay seated on the toy until Kouga allowed him to take it out.
Whenever that might be.
~~~~~~Sometime Later~~~~~~
Inuyasha rolled, gingerly, from one side to another, repositioning his pillow and pulling his blanket back round himself. His feet pressed into the bars of his crate, and with a huff of annoyance and aching arousal he shut his amber eyes and tried once more to find sleep. The two ookami had gone to bed, the pair of alphas no doubt snuggled up in his bed, between his sheets, while Yasha lay curled up in the locked cage.
It had been one of the biggest, if briefest blow ups Inuyasha had had with Kouga, when the ookami had introduced the crate. One day the inu had returned home from his piano lessons to find Kouga waiting for him, and a tight metal cage waiting in the laundry room of his apartment. Thick iron bars with a padded bottom and a sturdy door that locked with two beefy padlocks; the cage was big enough for Inuyasha to sleep in curled up, tall enough that he could just about sit upright in it, nowhere near large enough to stand or fully stretch out in, and was decked out with a pillow and blanket that Kouga had been using long enough for his scent to saturate them.
Yasha had properly flipped his shit when Kouga told him that he was planning on crating Inuyasha for the night, but a large soapy punishment enema and a hell of a spanking later and the hanyou had found himself curled up inside as the ookami clicked the two locks shut on the door. To his own disappointment, the hanyou had awoken the next morning to find he'd slept fantastically, comfy and secure in the snug, sturdy confinement wrapped in his trainer's scent.
Inuyasha still grumbled about it whenever he was crated, as he sporadically was, but he'd never blown up about it again. And truth be told, a part of him always enjoyed it and the rest that came with spending the night in the cage. But, tonight was proving to be an exception, the young inu finding himself restless and unable to access the respite usually offered by the crate.
To be fair, that wasn't a fault in the crate at this particular point, no it probably had much more to do with the dildo inside him. Once the movie was over Kouga had detached the dildo from the box Yasha had been sitting on, but instead of removing the big toy he had worked the thin, coated metal cables of a harness around its base and then wound and locked them together around Yasha.
The big dildo had been strapped and secured tight inside him, buried to the hilt by the harness and with a hug from the two ookami Yasha had been put in his crate, door steadfastly locked behind him, light switched off and laundry room door closed in short order. The inu had tried to make himself comfortable and just get to sleep as he normally did, but on this night sleep was being stubbornly held at bay by the big intruder trapped within him and the stubborn erection trapped within its cage, the comforting smell of Kouga warping to a distracting arousing scent under the weight of Yasha's unquenched lust.
Pulling the blanket snug, Yasha openly whined in frustration, at the way his bottom clenched on the phallus, at the way his dick strained against the chastity device, at how the arousal pooled in his gut begging for him to get the stimulation to get…something. Orgasm, release, relief of some kind, whatever the wolves would grant him beyond the aching desperation he was currently feeling.
Still, nothing lasts forever, not even sleeplessness and desperate need, and finally at some point the young beta drifted off. Once he did, it seemed like a blink and his eyes were cracking open once more. The door had been opened, the light flicked on, Ayame standing over him in her robe, orangey red locks tumbling messily down her shoulders and back.
"Good morning you."
"Morning Miss Ayame."
"Sleep well?"
"Eventually Miss Ayame."
"Good."
"What time is it Miss Ayame?"
"Just after seven, why, got somewhere to be?"
"School Miss Ayame."
"You're already done your finals, just a wrap up lecture today right?"
"Ugh, yeah, that's right Miss Ayame."
"Good. Let me go check on my coffee."
Ayame walked away towards the kitchen and Inuyasha closed his eyes, rolling onto his back and draping an arm over his eyelids to block out the light as his dick reared in its prison with a new intensity. Why did this work on him so well? The way Kouga and now even Ayame could act so casually about him being crated, treat it as such a normal, proper thing for him to be locked in the snug cage with a chastity device on his dick and a huge toy inside him. Why could it drive Inuyasha so wild?
A voice in the inu's head suggested that perhaps that was precisely why. Because it was normal, for them, for him. Yasha already knew what Kouga would tell him, that it was normal because he was a beta, being kept by alphas, and betas liked confinement, that an amount of restraint was good for them, showed that their alpha was actively guiding them and keeping them safe and secure. He'd insist that it was proper to crate Inuyasha, and that it was right that it turned the hanyou on. Insist that the inu should be enjoying the actions of his handlers and revel in the state of being a well kept beta.
"Oh Yash, I almost forgot." Ayame returned with a mug of coffee in one hand, a remote in the other. "I didn't even know, but Kouga showed me this when we went to bed last night."
The wolf moved a dial and pressed a button on the remote, and the big beast inside Inuyasha began to vibrate like it was one of his plugs. The inu actively whined at that, getting a giggle from Ayame. The demoness took a second to drink in the sight of him, on his back, legs up and folded against the top of the crate, genitals confined, butt clenching and relaxing on what was inside it before pulling the door to and walking away, leaving the pup in his kennel.
What a good boy Inuyasha was.