Furry Art Pile

I always daydream, even when i'm in class (bad idea)
I even usually daydream at night because that's when i have my privacy for a few hours
There was this one daydream that i had and it brings up a good story but yet it's a little upsetting and yes, it's going to be a gay furry story so listen up if you do want to read and don't complain about my grammar, i know well enough that i am bad at it.
Note: This never happened in my life or ever will

I lived in an apartment and in a big bad city, lot's of people were angry, fat, violent and downright pathetic but i wasn't, i finished school years ago but i studied a bit more on my own in my room and yes, my sexuality is gay but my parents didn't take it well until one night, they found out on their own and took advantage of it.
My mom barged into my room and starting yelling at me of why and how i turned gay, i said "i was born that way" for a good excuse but it just made things worse, my mom was yelling at me angrily and then told me to get the fuck out of her house.
I flinched and yelled at her and doing my best to convince her to let me stay in the house until my father came in and punched me in the face hard and said "don't you ever yell at her! get the hell out of here!" and he booted me out of the apartment.
I walked around the city for hours and night time came as time passed by quickly, i was horribly depressed and distressed, i had no choice but to sleep in a dark alley and then suddenly an unknown person grabbed me and put a knife at the front of my neck, he told me to follow him peacefully and i slowly went into a back door.
As i went in, i saw lots of people dancing but only guys, a bunch of them wore tight, short t-shirts and thongs, also man panties and the guy pushed me to the floor and shouted, saying that i am a new member of the gay bar.
I flinched and i got back up but the guy kicked me back down and cuffed my arms, then i saw a big obese guy come up to me and whispers "i'm the owner of this bar and you are now legally our new bar slave" i felt scared and miserable.
As 6 weeks passed, i was officially their bar slave and made me gain up to 255pounds, they forced me to wear a small pink t-shirt and pink panties and i wasn't allowed to move from my spot as i was on all four with cuffs on my arms and for a small extra, everyone was allowed to lower my panties and hump me whenever they feel horny.
One night was the worst, i got up as everyone put loads of money in my panties and gained up to 287pounds, i gathered up all the cash as one guy spilled beer all over me and everyone laughed, i cried quietly and one pushed me into the bathroom and i coughed up some blood.
I sat in a corner crying my eyes out and as i know it, a tall muscular, rich looking wolf was standing infront of me and grabbed me, i let him do that as i was a slave but he didn't push me down. He brought me outside to his car and put me in the back, the owner looked and tried to stop him from taking me and drove away as i went unconcious from stress.
Few days after, i woke up and found myself in a modern room and on top of a soft, king sized bed with white sheets and pillows. I looked around and saw many pictures on walls and vases, then the door opened and i flinched badly. The wolf that took me comes in with the clothes he wore that night and smiles at me and says "how are you feeling, Mishi?"
I blushed and looked at him shyly and responded back 'I'm doing fine......uhm....where am i?" he walked slowly towards me and sits on the bed with me and gives me a gentle kiss on the cheek and says "You are in my home and i saved you from those miserable guys at the bar, they'll treat anyone horribly who is a first timer going there"
I looked at him and blushed deep red, i even smile a little and begin to cry as he holds me in his arms to comfort me. I stop crying a few minutes later and i ask the wolf a whole bunch of questions and knowing his name, his name is Giovanni Lanchvard and he runs his own gay bar. He told me i should work there with him but i stood quiet and felt depressed from having bad memories over at that other gay bar. Giovanni gave me another hug and whispered in my ear "i promise that no one will lay a hand on you...i'll protect you with all of my strength" i felt moved and protected, i nodded and accepted his offer, he smiles and flicks the cuffs that are still on me from that bar.
As night time passed, he brings me to his bar and everyone greets Giovanni with great respect and they all notice me being behind him, Giovanni steps at the side and holds me close to him at his right side and shouts out "everyone, listen up! we have a new member and he'll be working for me and all of you should treat him with good respect as he had a horrible experience being a slave at that awful gay bar.....so please everyone, be gentle with him!" They all cheer with beer glasses and greet me, i felt so moved i cry once again.

That's pretty much for now, i'll work on my grammar more once i go back to school (Nova Career) and i hope you like the little daydream story i came up with and i didn't think of that by depression or anything negative~