Part 17 : "The Rival Club's Claim"

>⚠️[18+|Rivalry|Public Humiliation|Obedience Challenge|Orgasm Control|Group Play|Power Play|Claiming|~light~ Exhibitionism|Flirting]

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The rival club arrived like wolves in heat — smirks sharp, eyes hungrier than polite. They called themselves the “Red House,” and while their uniforms were crisp and polite, the tension in the air said everything else.

Eli sat on his knees again, tail plug still snug, a leash clipped to his collar. Toono held the end, thumb stroking circles over the strap.

Yaguchi’s tone was clipped. “We said one observer. Not five.”

Their leader, a tall boy with cruel eyes and too-clean nails, smiled. “One participant. Four witnesses. We followed the rules.”

Ren stepped forward, shielding Eli slightly with his body. “State the challenge.”

The rival smirked. “Simple. Your pet obeys our dares. We test his training. You interfere? You forfeit.”

Shikatani muttered, “I’ll kill them if they push him.”

But Eli raised his chin. His blush betrayed him, but his voice was clear:“I’ll do it.”

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Challenge One: "Lick your master’s boot. Then ours."

Eli crawled to Toono first, reverent. Gentle. Devoted.

Then turned toward the Red House boy — and paused.

He didn’t lick. He kissed. Once. Cold. Mechanical.

Toono whispered, “Good boy,” just loud enough for everyone to hear.

The rival boy’s smile tightened.

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Challenge Two: "Edge yourself in front of all of us, and only stop when he says so."

They pointed to the cruelest of the rivals — a silver-haired sadist named Sei.

Eli swallowed. Then obeyed.

He undid his shorts, breathing shallow, face hot. The rival boys leaned forward, watching every twitch, every shiver.

Sei waited until Eli was gasping, voice cracking on a broken moan — then said:

“Stop.”

Eli whimpered. His thighs trembled. But he froze.

Not a sound. Not a stroke more.

Ren beamed.

Shikatani? Growled.

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Challenge Three: “Bark for us. Sit. Beg. Prove you’re really a dog for this club.”

Eli looked toward Toono.

Toono nodded. “It’s okay. You’re not theirs. Just show them who owns your leash.”

And Eli did.

He barked. Sat up on his knees, hands in his lap. Wagged the tail. Even panted, tongue out, cheeks flushed red.

But when he turned to the rivals? His smile twisted into a knowing smirk.

“Not your pup.”

Final Challenge: “Let one of us use the remote.”

The club went dead silent.

Eli’s lip trembled.

But he took a breath — and whispered, “Toono can hold it. He knows what I need.”

Sei stepped forward. “Then you fail—”

Ren blocked him with a hand on his chest.

“No. He just proved he’s not yours. That’s victory.”

Toono slowly held up the remote. Clicked it once.

Eli moaned, full and sharp, right there in front of everyone — then crawled straight into Toono’s arms.

Aftermath:

The rivals left with tight jaws and quiet rage.

The Bitch Club? Stayed behind to kiss his hands. His neck. Praise him for his obedience.

“You didn’t break,” Ren whispered.

“Didn’t even crack,” Yaguchi added, grinning.

Toono stroked the bell on Eli’s collar.

“You’re ours.”

And Eli — breathless and aching — whispered, “I never want to be anyone else’s.”