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Leaving HerLeaving Her
NOTE: Hey there. Author here. Just to let you know, this is NOT a new full-fledged story. This is strictly a one-shot, dealing with a Blaziken who leaves his trainer after an unforgivable sin. This was sort of inspired by a comic I read (which turned NSFW, but I left at that point), and is an alternate take.
I can't believe I was doing this. I really, REALLY can't believe that I'm doing this. Never in a million years would I have thought about leaving her. Leaving my trainer, after being her faithful Blaziken for almost a year. But maybe it's for the best now. I can't forgive her for what she had done, and she showed no remorse for the sin she and her Pokémon had committed.
It all started when I woke up late one night. We were all camping out, as we usually did on the routes to cities. I don't know what drove me to wake up. Usually, I'm a very heavy sleeper, but something inside me stirred me up in the early hours of the morning. Opening my eyes slowly, I looked up t
An Enjoyable Life of BondageAn Enjoyable Life of Bondage
A/N: There are intense sexual themes explored such as rubber and bondage fetishes, but there is no explicit content or actual sex. If the above offends you, please click the back button.
Hi. It's me. Your average Lucario. Well, I am a Lucario, though 'average' probably isn't the best way to describe me. I'm about as far as you can get from average. In fact, compared to most Lucarios, I'm very… different.
"Are you ready, slave?"
That would be my Master, a Typhlosion of very high dominance. I admit that he is a wonderful Master. While I will submit to his desire, he understands what I do and do not like. In fact, he's more than my Master. He's my best friend.
I nodded. "Yes, Master."
I was bent down on the floor, held in place by a latex puppy suit. As it should be, it was very tight, and along with the spreader bars to keep my arms and legs separated plus the tight chains, I could barely move. Of course, that's what Master and I both wanted.
Second ChanceSecond ChanceStories is art too! love it!
Samuel sighed as he received the pink slip of paper. He didn't even need to look at it to know what it said.
"The boss wants you to collect your things and leave before the day's over." said the woman who handed him the slip. She seemed to have no problem crushing his soul and Samuel pondered that she has probably done it countless times.
As she left, Samuel collected his stuff. He didn't have that much to collect, except maybe a day old sandwich and a picture of his parents… you know, before they died.
He sighed to himself as he remembered the scenario. His parents had loved each other and their only son very much. But everything changed when he was only 12, during a camping trip and a stay at a log cabin.
The house had caught on fire. By the time the family woke up and realized what was going on, the house was half-destroyed. Samuel could get out of the house, but his p
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