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Diary of a Puppy: Chapter Three

Jul 24, 2025

!WARNING!

The following story is a work of fiction and contains explicit adult content involving intense BDSM, pet play, and non-con/dub-con themes. It explores a dystopian world where hybrid human-animal "Puppies" are bred and trained for ownership by Elites.

Readers should be aware that the characters in this story, while fictional, are subject to extreme forms of control and submission.

XOXO

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Diary of a Puppy: Chapter Two

Jun 9, 2025

!WARNING!

The following story is a work of fiction and contains explicit adult content involving intense BDSM, pet play, and non-con/dub-con themes. It explores a dystopian world where hybrid human-animal "Puppies" are bred and trained for ownership by Elites.

Readers should be aware that the characters in this story, while fictional, are subject to extreme forms of control and submission.

Chapter Two Content Includes: Human-animal hybrids (e.g., dogboys with tails and ears); Pet play / Ownership kink (humanoids treated as dogs); Master/pup D/s dynamics; Dehumanization / Objectification; Forced obedience; Bondage; Anal Examination; Prostate Play; Medical Kink; Nipple Pumping/Electro-Stim; Hair removal; Plugs, Swabs, and Speculums; Body Modification; Masturbation / Forced orgasm; Zero bodily autonomy for submissive characters.

XOXO

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Diary of a Puppy: Chapter One

May 11, 2025

!WARNING!

The following story is a work of fiction and contains explicit adult content involving intense BDSM, pet play, and non-con/dub-con themes. It explores a dystopian world where hybrid human-animal "Puppies" are bred and trained for ownership by Elites.

Readers should be aware that the characters in this story, while fictional, are subject to extreme forms of control and submission.

Chapter One Content Includes: Human-animal hybrids (e.g., dogboys with tails and ears); Pet play / Ownership kink (humanoids treated as dogs); Master/pup D/s dynamics; Dehumanization / Objectification; Forced obedience / Training trauma; Sexual service training; Public sexual use; Masturbation / Forced orgasm; Body worship and erotic humiliation; Emotional manipulation; Zero bodily autonomy for submissive characters.

XOXO

ENJOY!

LETTER FROM THE AUTHOR

Oct 17, 2024

Dear Readers,

We did it!

“Captured by the Orc” started four years ago, in October 2020. It was meant to be a short story, but has since become a full-length novel!

To my newer readers: Welcome! I’m so glad you found me and I hope to keep providing you with unabashedly kink-tastic content.

To my original readers: Thank you for sticking with me! I am so truly thankful for your support. Your encouragement pushed me to finish the story despite life’s curveballs. This story is my debut and I dedicate it to all of you <3

So what comes next . . .

“Captured by the Orc” will be re-edited into an e-book which will be FREE for subscribers! The new version will likely have substantial changes to the original, including a BONUS chapter at the end. The Bonus checks in on Samson and Dalthu after a couple of years have passed. Readers will get to meet the adorable bundle of cuteness, Yoru, as well as enjoy some extra sexy-time between Samson and Dalthu ;)

Speaking of changes, don’t worry! I will keep the original serial posted on my blog as well as Literotica and AO3. So, you will always have access to the OG version of “Captured by the Orc.”

I have posted all commissioned artwork for the story on the Secret Gallery, including two illustrations of baby Yoru!

Once again, thank you for taking the time to read my work. Your support means more to me than I can put into words. Every time I see a comment, a share, or even a new reader, it reminds me why I love writing.

Thank you once again for being a part of this adventure. I look forward to sharing more stories with you soon!

XOXO

June Lemmon

CAPTURED BY THE ORC

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Endings and Beginnings

Oct 17, 2024

Disappointment flashed across Kane’s face and he pressed his lips together. “I’ll be outside. Make it quick.”

The moment Kane closed the door, Samson grabbed the door of Dalthu’s cell and shook. It didn’t budge.

“Little Tiger—”

Samson held up his hand, cutting Dalthu off. “I might be able to get the keys off Kane,” he muttered. “But they’ll be suspicious if the door was opened like that. I could smash the lock after, make it look like you broke out, but after that—”

CAPTURED BY THE ORC

Chapter Twenty-Six: Cruel Reunion

Apr 8, 2024

A crude wooden yoke bound the orc's arms next to his head. Breman yanked the rope wrapped around the orc's neck, forcing him to stumble forward.

"Caught him sneaking around the perimeter," Breman declared to the gathered crowd, a malicious satisfaction in his voice. "It was a real battle, but I managed to take him down."

The captured orc let out a soft puff of laughter and Breman's face flushed an angry shade of purple.

CAPTURED BY THE ORC

Chapter Twenty-Five: Home Again

Oct 16, 2023

“. . . wh . . . Sam . . . ake . . .”
Someone was calling for him. Someone very far away.

Where am I?

Samson tried to open his eyes, but his body was frozen.

Am I dead?

“He needs . . . him more . . .”

Whose voice is that? It sounds familiar.

Memories flooded through Samson’s mind.

The village on fire . . . Dalthu covered in arrows . . . Hazel holding a knife . . . her body jerking and falling to the floor . . . my brother, Kane, standing behind her . . .

“Then why isn’t he waking up?!”

Kane’s voice was high-pitched. Whoever he was speaking to replied, but it was too soft for Samson to make out.

“Forget it,” his brother said. “I’m giving him more.”

CAPTURED BY THE ORC

Chapter Twenty-Four: Betrayal

Aug 28, 2023

Samson stumbled out of the hut and into a world on fire. Flames leaped from burning stalls; billowing plumes of thick smoke blotted out the sky. Coughing, his eyes streaming with tears, Samson surveyed the carnage in horror. Orc and human bodies sprawled across the ground, some still twitching in their death throes. Ahead, he spotted Vetu's tent — or what remained of it. The elderly merchant lay slumped beneath its smoldering ruins. Samson’s stomach lurched.

CAPTURED BY THE ORC

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Escape Plan

Jun 21, 2023

Samson spent the next few days either unwinding in the bathhouse or coming undone in Dalthu’s embrace.

It should have been paradise. After all, Dalthu was attentive, affectionate, and a hell of a cook. He also knew how to leave Samson breathless in bed. He’d expertly use his mouth, hands, and toys (courtesy of Adora) to make Samson beg for more.

Except . . . just when it seemed like they were about to take the next step, Dalthu would back away. Oh sure, the big green lug would make sure Samson was satisfied. Often, the orc was so eager that Samson would have to spend a whole day in bed recuperating and feeling like he’d been drained dry. Still. Never any further. It was getting harder and harder to ignore his growing desire and the frustration of being denied.

CAPTURED BY THE ORC

Chapter Twenty-Two: Round Two

May 15, 2023

"I want more."

Samson's confession hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. His heart pounded in his chest as he waited for an answer. He was ready. Ready to be pounced on. Ready for his orc captor to release his pent-up lust.

Dalthu gently cupped Samson’s face in his hands and leaned in, pressing their foreheads together.

Here we go.

Samson braced himself against the bathtub’s edge, feeling the warmth of his orc captor’s breath against his skin as he prepared himself for what was to come.

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!WARNING!

The following story is a work of fiction and contains explicit adult content involving intense BDSM, pet play, and non-con/dub-con themes. It explores a dystopian world where hybrid human-animal "Puppies" are bred and trained for ownership by Elites.

Readers should be aware that the characters in this story, while fictional, are subject to extreme forms of control and submission.

XOXO

ENJOY!

!WARNING!

The following story is a work of fiction and contains explicit adult content involving intense BDSM, pet play, and non-con/dub-con themes. It explores a dystopian world where hybrid human-animal "Puppies" are bred and trained for ownership by Elites.

Readers should be aware that the characters in this story, while fictional, are subject to extreme forms of control and submission.

XOXO

ENJOY!

!WARNING!

The following story is a work of fiction and contains explicit adult content involving intense BDSM, pet play, and non-con/dub-con themes. It explores a dystopian world where hybrid human-animal "Puppies" are bred and trained for ownership by Elites.

Readers should be aware that the characters in this story, while fictional, are subject to extreme forms of control and submission.

XOXO

ENJOY!

Dear Readers,

We did it!

“Captured by the Orc” started four years ago, in October 2020. It was meant to be a short story, but has since become a full-length novel!

To my newer readers: Welcome! I’m so glad you found me and I hope to keep providing you with unabashedly kink-tastic content.

To my original readers: Thank you for sticking with me! I am so truly thankful for your support. Your encouragement pushed me to finish the story despite life’s curveballs. This story is my debut and I dedicate it to all of you <3

So what comes next . . .

Speaking of changes, don’t worry! I will keep the original serial posted on my blog as well as Literotica and AO3. So, you will always have access to the OG version of “Captured by the Orc.”

I have posted all commissioned artwork for the story on the Secret Gallery, including two illustrations of baby Yoru!

Once again, thank you for taking the time to read my work. Your support means more to me than I can put into words. Every time I see a comment, a share, or even a new reader, it reminds me why I love writing.

Thank you once again for being a part of this adventure. I look forward to sharing more stories with you soon!

XOXO

June Lemmon

Disappointment flashed across Kane’s face and he pressed his lips together. “I’ll be outside. Make it quick.”

The moment Kane closed the door, Samson grabbed the door of Dalthu’s cell and shook. It didn’t budge.

“Little Tiger—”

Samson held up his hand, cutting Dalthu off. “I might be able to get the keys off Kane,” he muttered. “But they’ll be suspicious if the door was opened like that. I could smash the lock after, make it look like you broke out, but after that—”

A crude wooden yoke bound the orc's arms next to his head. Breman yanked the rope wrapped around the orc's neck, forcing him to stumble forward.

"Caught him sneaking around the perimeter," Breman declared to the gathered crowd, a malicious satisfaction in his voice. "It was a real battle, but I managed to take him down."

The captured orc let out a soft puff of laughter and Breman's face flushed an angry shade of purple.

“. . . wh . . . Sam . . . ake . . .” Someone was calling for him. Someone very far away.

Where am I?

Samson tried to open his eyes, but his body was frozen.

Am I dead?

“He needs . . . him more . . .”

Whose voice is that? It sounds familiar.

Memories flooded through Samson’s mind.

The village on fire . . . Dalthu covered in arrows . . . Hazel holding a knife . . . her body jerking and falling to the floor . . . my brother, Kane, standing behind her . . .

“Then why isn’t he waking up?!”

Kane’s voice was high-pitched. Whoever he was speaking to replied, but it was too soft for Samson to make out.

“Forget it,” his brother said. “I’m giving him more.”

Samson spent the next few days either unwinding in the bathhouse or coming undone in Dalthu’s embrace.

It should have been paradise. After all, Dalthu was attentive, affectionate, and a hell of a cook. He also knew how to leave Samson breathless in bed. He’d expertly use his mouth, hands, and toys (courtesy of Adora) to make Samson beg for more.

"I want more."

Samson's confession hung in the air, heavy with anticipation. His heart pounded in his chest as he waited for an answer. He was ready. Ready to be pounced on. Ready for his orc captor to release his pent-up lust.

Dalthu gently cupped Samson’s face in his hands and leaned in, pressing their foreheads together.

Here we go.

Samson braced himself against the bathtub’s edge, feeling the warmth of his orc captor’s breath against his skin as he prepared himself for what was to come.

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