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Old Foe, New Job

Chase's POV:

Marshall never told me the new job I got, but he knew I might love it, which I do. I couldn't see much, but I was bound up. My head was aching, but I was okay. Marshall had me locked in a full body latex suit and kept me both blindfolded and ring gagged. I was stuck somewhere, but I didn't mind where I was. As long it gave me a good time, then I'm okay. My throat and ass were sore, but I didn't mind. Marshall had me somewhere, but I didn't know what. It felt great but interesting at the same time. I couldn't cum since I got my member caged up, but I was getting filled hard. The last load was at my rear, and it was bigger then normal, almost crocodile size I think. I felt my butt get plugged up and left alone before Marshall got me out. I was more stuffed then Rubble at a eating competition. I got put in Marshall's truck and Marshall drove to his place, where it was beyond me. I dosed off, knowing it might be a long drive

Marshall's POV:

Chase was too cute~~ He obeyed everything and he still be naughty. I kept Chase bound up as I drove home. I pulled up and parked the truck in the garage, turn my truck off, got Chase out of the back, and took him to my room. My last customer with him gave a 5 star review of Chase, and I think I might be in a point of what to do~ I never had anyone one of my employs having a 5 star review, but Chase, he may did big time. I put him in my room and changed into my some sweatpants. I cuddled Chase and licked his neck, making him moan.

Marshall: My my~~~ Such a kinky naughty puppy~~~

I kept Chase at my place longer then anyone I ever had. I made sure Chase didn't leave anytime soon~

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile, With Zuma~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zuma's POV:

I was a sore mess. My own brother, Zack, kept me away from my own team, the PAW Patrol. I still need to file a restoration file on him so I could live in peace. But, as usual, he keeps me tied up and in a room by myself. He put me on a dildo, a big one, and left me strapped to the chair I was sitting in, muzzled and caged up at my dick. I was trapped and unable to move.

"Hey bro" Zack said, coming into the room. He shut and locked the door before coming over to me. "I'm sorry for what happen. Dad's mad and I'm running out of time. The gang left and my girlfriend dumped me. I couldn't help but try to keep my heat in, which you saw failed. I only thought of keeping you safe since you were in my part of the neighborhood. I only wanted to you be safe, but people wanted you, so I had to mark you, which lead to the............................you know?"

I nodded, fully understanding. As Zack took the muzzle off me, I opened my mouth, but in a calm tone. "I don't blame you. You were trying t protect me, but marking me the way you did may have been over board, but I can try to help. I can ask Chase next time I see him if he can help you get a job. Okay?"

Zack: *Nods and hugs Zuma* Thank you bro *starts to cry

Zuma: Please don't cry. *licks Zack's face* I know it maybe hard, but I can try to live with you like this until you have someone.

Zack nodded and untied me, freeing me from my chair prison. I looked and saw that the dildo I was sitting on was huge.

Zack: it's a large 4 wolf dildo. I didn't want you to be sore.

Zuma: it's okay, but if we're going to live together~~~~ *smirks* Rocky may not know where to lick, but you sure did~~~

I heard Zack gulp and shook in place. I was going to have fun~~~

-----------------------------Da Next Day------------------------------------

Chase's POV:

Marshall let me roam his place. It was nice, big, and roomy. I was in the living room, when my phone ranged. I had to finish putting yesterdays cum loads into several buckets and Marshall kept me at his house so I could rest. I saw it was an unknown number, but, still, answered the phone. "Hello?"

???: Hey dude!

I jumped at the sound of the voice. "ZUMA?!"

Zuma: Yep, sorry if I'm not using my phone. Wydew broke it last week.

Chase: *sighs* It's okay. How are you? You okay?

Zuma: I'm okay. I'm calling on my brother's phone.

Chase: Brother?

Zuma: Yeah, remember, Zack?

Chase: Oh yeah, I haven't heard from him. What is he up to?

Zuma explained what happen when he got captured up to when his brother explained last night.

Chase: His ex still wants me killed. Vulcan got her last night. We're okay. Take your brother to the stripper club.

Zuma: What about you?

Chase: I have to take care of a few pups.

Zuma: Oh yeah, how many?

Chase: 3 of them

Zuma: Okay, well, I'll see you later

Chase: Same

Zuma and I hung up and I put my phone down after saving Zack's contact. I went to the kitchen to make myself a snack and thought of what to make for Marshall.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile, with Zuma~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zuma's POV:

After Chase and I hung up, and looked at my bound up brother. I had Zack bound to the bed, with a bone gag in his mouth, blindfolded, his dick caged up, vibrators in his ass, and stripped of his clothes~

Zuma: Looks like we might need to set an appointment~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I giggled in lust when Zack jumped and blushed heavier, still moaning from the vibrators. This is going to be fun~~~