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(This whole chapter was suppose to be in cursive....btw... -_- idk how to make it)
Waiting. Kneeling by the door completely naked like always. That was how his master liked it, when he showed how good of a pet he could be. Last time he forgot was a living nightmare and he would never again forget to do it.
Door swung open and it wasn't Zarkon this time.
Commander Sendak stood in lent in the doorway, arms crossed and with an apathetic look on his face.
«Is Zarkon here?». He shook his head and looked down at his purple hands folded nicely on his lap. The commander glared around the `room` before stepping inside and closing the metal door, locking it from the inside.
«Good. Now turn around get on all four, ass in the air»
«Wha-?…». He was confused. Why did Sendak want him on all four? The realization came crashing down on him and the half-galra jolted backwards.
«I-I haven't done…good…don´t deserve ..reward….sir». It wasn't like tried to get away or anything, but he didn't feel like he should be rewarded. Maybe beaten instead, isolated for a few days maybe?
«You’ve done well enough little slut. Now. Get. On. You’re. Knees». Slowly , with careful motions Keith rolled around and got up, tail tugged between his legs and covering up most of his parts.
«Good boy».
Zarkon never let the commander use him. This was the first time, and he was wondering why. Anyway he had to obey so it didn’t really mean anything. After all, he was just a toy for the galra to use as they wished. The sound of a zipper being undone gave Keith the indication to remove his tail, wrapping it around his thigh and out of the way so his pink hole was exposed for all to see.
A metal arms took a hold on Keith´s hip and his whole body spasmed at how cold it felt.
«If you tell Zarkon about this…Then your in big trouble bitch. Not only will I get in trouble, but I´ll personally make sure your body gets ruined, be it by my hand or others. Understood?»
«Y-yes…master». Keith took a sharp breath as he felt claws scrape at his entrance. They were completely dry.
«Im afraid I dont have any lube, but you dont mind do you?». Oh god please no! It was agonizing even when they on special occasions gave him the heavenly treatment of stretching him out first. Taken dry by Galra was almost impossible if it was suppose to cause any sort of pleasure. Although Keith wasn't the one who was gonna feel good. For Keith it didn't matter if he was torn open and bleeding, as long as he could satisfy others, he would be alright…
«Come on. Spread yourself open for me like the needy little whore you are». Keith body shook with tension as he moved his paws to his lower half and tugged slightly at the flesh.
«I can almost see the dried come inside you. Cant wait to fill you up with my own». The commanders prosthetic shot forwards and pressed Keith by neck down on the floor. The cat-boy gave a little whimper in pain as his air ways was cut off. At the same time, Sendak plunged himself and settled himself deep inside the younger.
Keith wanted to scream. He always wanted to toss and squirm, but he didn’t.
He should be tankful that he could pleasure others. That was what they always told him.
«T-Thank you…m-master…»