Kiba’s eyes slowly opened, and he found himself face-first into the trucker’s sweaty and smelly clothes. He tried to open his mouth but found his muzzle stuffed with the trucker’s sweaty and piss-stained jockstrap.
He was at the back of the truck, and his kidnapper (being the very same man who raped him and forced him to suck his father’s massive cock) turned to face him.
“Morning, sweetheart.”
Tears formed in Kiba’s eyes once he heard that voice again. He would soon come to dread it. 
He tried to speak, but no words came out. He could just smell the dire musk of the man that raped him, shoved his stinky underwear in his mouth with the dire musk plugging up his nose. Somehow, probably from sheer fatigue, he managed to fade away for a few more hours, before awakening to some deep grunts and the tinny sound of audio coming from a phone. 
“Mmm fuck, oh fuck yeah,” followed by heavy deep breathing with fapping sounds.
Kiba’s eyes slowly reopened as he took in the figure of what he was seeing - hoping that, somehow, it would be his father. He was confused for a second - as to why he thought about his father doing these things, but it’s probably because his mind is so hazy and confused from the recent events. Infact, this is merely the beginning of his long line of servitude.
What he saw was the back of the black-furred trucker wolf, covered in sweat, with his muscular arm pounding up and down. Those sounds worried him. He tried to catch the wolf’s attention, but his mouth was still plugged up from cum (both from the trucker’s and his father’s cum catching in his throat). Heastintly, he swallowed and, as he did, a shiver ran through his body once the hot man slime hit the bottom of his empty stomach.
“Oh yeah, fuck that kid.” More fapping and deep grunts. 
“God yeah, rape that slut, you fuckin’ alpha pedo.”
After several more grunts, one getting more deeper than the last, the trucker wolf shot his load high up in the air and licked the residue off his hand, panting heavily with his musky hairy chest heaving like a god.
Kiba could still hear high pitched sounds coming from the wolf's phone, but then it suddenly stopped - and he found himself face to face with the man of his nightmares again. 
“Hah… Hah… couldn't help but pull up my favourite cub porn, kid. Thought I'd give you a break. Not because I'm nice, no, because I'm going to use you so fucking much. Did you know, that wolves never shoot blanks? ” 
The wolf unhinged his smelly jockstrap from Kiba’s maw, throwing it to the floor. Kiba breathed in deeply, inhaling gulps of air. 
“Mmm, love to see your cute face begging for air. Take it in, kid. There won't be much oxygen left when this whole truck is full of my musk.”
He leaned over to nuzzle Kiba’s muzzle with his, his beer scented breath making Kiba wither like a leaf. 
“We cum hard and good, every day, no matter how many times.”
The trucker ran his tongue all inside Kiba’s mouth - marking the boy as his. Kiba winced his eyes shut and gave in to the feeling - eager to get it over with. Then the wolf but a paw on his chin, delved deeper into his mouth - and started making out with him. Several seconds later, he separated from Kiba’s muzzle with a string of saliva and hot breath. Kiba then opened his eyes.
“You’ll learn to love it eventually.”

The trucker sat back in his seat, eyes focused on the road ahead.
“Though you were asleep for most of the ride, don’t think you have finished yet. I’m going to take a break.”
He picked Kiba up and placed him at the end of his feet, flexing his footpaws and stuffing Kiba’s nose between the stinky toes. The wolf boy groaned out, while the trucker reclined back in his seat, smirking, with his muscular arms thrown back - exposing the hairy pits beneath. 
“I hope ‘yer like the smell of my feet and toes, because my pits are next, kiddo.”
Kiba just nodded and started licking between the toes, moving down to the big black footpaw to place his face flat up against it - his small tongue licking all over foot, cleaning it inch by inch of trucker grime and sweat. 
The shivers that were sent up the man’s spine were amazing; as if the boy sucking his cock and plowing that tight ass wasn’t good enough - his tongue can sure work wonders on his foot. Being one of the most sensitive parts of his body, the wolf trucker totally got off on the fact that he was having his own boy servant to lick it clean of his grimy musk.
As Kiba licked on and on, clearly intent on not stopping anytime soon, he found himself impressed by the results.
“I guess you’re taking to your new life well, kid,” he said, flexing his toes and foot more to send ripples of pleasure throughout them in tandem with the cute tongue tickling and licking it. 
With a grunt, the trucker asked him to lay down with his face facing up. Kiba did so without a word; only small whimpers and moans.
“Trust me, slave. I ain’t gonna kill you. No, your ass and body is too fucking good to not use heheheh.”
The wolf continued smothering his huge powerful foot on the wolf’s face, causing more muffled cries. He felt spittle on his foot from Kiba's desperate attempts at mercy. None of that mattered to the predator wolf, and he just shoved his paw further in the boy’s face with no concern - loving the muffling and spitting sounds coming from him.
Kiba’s nose was full with the stinky foot musk of the wolf, and he was losing air fast - breathing in more and more only served to disgust him as more of the predatory musk entered his senses.
He thought he would black out, but then the wolf just drew back his feet, allowing Kiba to regain his breath.
“Now it’s time for ‘yer pit worshipping, kiddo.” Picking up Kiba with barely any effort, the boy squirmed in his grip, then his head was shoved into the deep hairy pit of the trucker - his senses once again being plugged up by musk. 
The wolf laughed out as he got his paws on the steering wheel and accelerated down the road.
“Not much longer now until I’m back home. Then, I can use you all you like.”
Kiba could barely hear the trucker with how much he was choking on all that hair and musk. 
The musk in his pit was way different compared to his pubes, it was distinctly more bitter and tangy. It made the boy's eyes water as the wolf drove on with his tongue hanging out of his mouth, drooling on the boy's head. 
“I bet, deep down, you love it when a man uses you.”
Images of going down flashed in Kiba’s head, and how dirty he felt doing it. 
“Nooo-umph!” Shoved into that pit again, the trucker gave no chance for Kiba to breathe. After all, as a man, his needs come first and foremost. His face was wet with the sweaty hairs tickling him, the musk being so overwhelming that he started to gag and choke.
“I haven’t washed these pits in days, kid. Sweaty and ripe with my proper-man musk.”
Kiba’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, his mind swimming with manly musk. 
Then, before he knew it, he blacked out again from a lack of air. 
When he awoke, it was to the deep rumble of the truck stopping and the sight of the wolf's still-erect cock throbbing precum in his paw, the wolf stroking it lightly. He looked at Kiba and gave a sly smile, 
“Heya, pup. Looks like we're here now.”
Kiba was half expecting the wolf to pull him on his cock then and there - but, to his surprise, he didn't. The wolf swung the door open and got his face full of dust. 
He's brave to be sure: to be sure walking about the open with an undone shirt and his jeans and pants in his hands. 
As Kiba meekly got out of the truck himself, barely open to close the door, he followed the wolf to his shoddy looking shack down the cobblestone path. 
Show this to scene to anyone, and it definitely looked like this wolf was some kind of cub pervert with the grey-furred wolf kid as his slave, taking him to his just-as-pervy shack. Stereotypes ring true, after all! 
Once the two got to the safety of the shack, the wind and dust no longer prevalent on their backs - Kiba realised that the trucker really lives in the middle of nowhere. 
As soon as they got inside, the evil purple-eyed wolf eagerly snatched his prey from beside him, and made him kneel down so that the fat tip of his still-throbbing uncut cock was touching the cub’s wet nose. 
Kiba instinctively opened his mouth so that his kidnapper could slide his thick foreskinned cock in his slim muzzle with a deep grunt - already managing to deepthroat most of it and not even gag. When Kiba’s nose was pressed up to the pubes, and he felt those heavy, cum-filled musky balls slap his chin, the wolf let out a heavy sigh as his muscles relaxed. 
“Aaah… Now that's what I love to see, kid. Your throat plugged and bulging with my thick cock. Your face pressed up against my hairy and musky trucker crotch.”
It was that smell again that tickled his nose, sent his throat dry, but salivated his mouth for more - the distinct masculine musk of a wolf, deep and heavy, as he continued to slowly use his kidnapped toy - sliding that muzzle up and down his thick cock while Kiba didn't get a breath of fresh air, only feeling the thick piece of pedo meat throb and thrum between his soft, tender lips - spurting salty precum to dry his parched throat. 
As those powerful hips flexed and pushed his fat meat in and out - Kiba began to slide down the wall with a whimper, so the wolf yanked him up by his neck fur. 
The wolf's cock was getting massaged like a vice from the boy's throat, then he pulled out from his personal fleshlight and slapped his face with his cock - his own cub spittle and the man's precum going all over his face. Kiba didn't moan or whimper this time, meaning that he must be unfazed by some of the treatment he's being given.
Then the wolf picked Kiba up in his big arms, carrying him to the couch (which looked very dilapidated). 
“I wanted your dad to open your hole this time, but I suppose a little teasing wouldn't hurt…”
The trucker kept molesting Kiba’s shapely ass, feeling it ever so gently, then sticking a finger through the crack and hole - making the boy whimper out and moan. 
“I can shut you up, kid…” He said, gently - pressing his own thick long tongue through Kiba’s lips and making with the boy while he got fingered by a man double his size. 
The trucker was lost in boy lust heaven - making out this kid made his cock throb like never before, and the boy's face was blushing and body shivering for more. That thick finger pushed in the ass and it wrapped around it tightly before he decided to stop his teasing for a while.
He then parted slowly away from the muzzle, only several strings of saliva separating them - the result of a very messy and passionate kiss. 
As he looked upon the massive, throbbing cock in front of him, dripping cum - images of his father's cock rushed his mind, and he felt his own cock getting hard. He squirmed and whimpered by the thought, but then the trucker’s phone ran on his table - prompting the big wolf's attention.
“Ooh, I wonder who this could be?” He said with a slightly mocking tone. 
He laid Kiba on the couch and got up to get his phone. 
Answering it, he put it on speaker - his father was speaking from there! 
“Er… You're that guy who gave me a great blowjob right?”
The trucker nodded, 
“Yeah.”
There was silence for a few seconds, as the father was trying to articulate his words. 
As soon as Kiba was about to say something, his mouth got shut with that piss stained jockstrap again (which he believes to be the same jockstrap the trucker used when he first found him). The trucker chuckled deeply to Kiba, and placed a finger over his mouth - indicating that he would remain silent. 
“I still can't find my son, you know…”

The trucker started jacking off his cock to hardness as the father talked, 
“Well, he's about 10 years old, slender, um… sex- er, I mean, he's quite handsome for his age, haha…”
The trucker’s cock was rock hard as the father was talking about his son with lust that he's trying to hand. 
The trucker decided to be brave and pry more into lust, 
“Do you have a wife?”
“No, not really…”
“That explains a few things.”
“Yeah, haha…”
The father's voice was unusually shaky.
“I'm so fucking hard, dude.”
“Still pent up?” The trucker asked as he sat Kiba on his lap, hot dogging his cock between those chubby ass cheeks - building momentum up with each thrust. 
There were long heavy sighs, then the father at last answered. 
“More pent up than you could imagine.”
It's amazing that Kiba’s father would be jacking off more than looking for his son. 
“You son sounds nice.” 
“What? Oh, yeah.”
The trucker found it amazing how he didn't give a fuck in this moment, and was focused on more his lust than trying to find his son. 
“I like the sound of him,” he continued, trying to corrupt him more, thrusting his cock between Kiba’s small ass cheeks - eager to penetrate, but knowing that is something that only the father must do.
“I always think about him,” the father admitted, “His body, his behind…”
The trucker was surprised that the father admitted to his pervy thoughts so soon. I mean, I guess you can trust someone who sucked you off at a glory hole? 
“You wanna fuck him, right? Don't worry, I can make that happen.” The trucker said, loving his great his cock felt against the soft fur.
The father's voice was joyous and elated, 
“Really? You'd help me look for my son?”
The trucker nodded, flipping Kiba over to fuck his mouth fiercely - eager to release a load he's been edging out ever since he was worshipping his pit. 
“Do you hear that?” The black wolf asked, knowing full well that the gurgles and moans from Kiba sucking that cock could be heard from over the phone. 
“Sounds like…” The sound of fapping could be heard from the father, caught up in his lust, “Moans?”
Oh, the father was certainly into this now, whether he liked it or not. 
“Mhm, listen closely.”
The father listened closely through his own phone as he jerked off his own massive fatherly canine cock to the moans and slurping sounds… To what would seem to be the sound of a boy gurgling on fat cock.
“Fuck yeah,” the father moaned out, speeding up his thrusts in his paw, knowing that he'd probably blow his load early because the trucker is a pedo pervert fucking a boy's mouth right now. 
“You gonna fuck that kid, yeah? Make him drink all that thick trucker seed?”
The trucker moaned in euphoria as Kiba’s mouth and tongue worked wonders on his cock, 
“Oh -gurgle- yesss… If you like your son that much, dude,, you should fuck his slutty muzzle… Like I'm doing now.”
He said the last sentence in a questioning tone, then the father very quietly said: “Do you have Kiba?”
His voice wasn't angry, and if the trucker didn't know better, then he would guess that his paw is still on his cock right now. 
“Yeah. You wanna fuck him?”
The father grunted out deeply, still fapping as he spoke: “Dude, I should be so fucking angry with you right now - but with how much my cock is throbbing, I need to bust this load first.”
It’s no surprise that the father can be easily controlled by his lust and constantly horny when his cock is as big as it is:
“Where are you?” he continued, “Can I take Kiba home? Y-You better not have hurt him! I miss my son and I'm really worried…”
The trucker rolled his eyes, 
“Oh, so now you care where your son is! I've been trying not to destroy his tight asshole just for you. Although, when he sucked you off, I fucked him hard.”
The sloppy sounds of the father jacking off his huge cock, along with the deep pants, could not be mistaken. 
“I'm so hard. So, is that why ‘your’ mouth was so tight?! Fuck does my son really feel that good on my cock?! He's such a fucking tight sexy boy whore!”
With a howl, the two canines climaxed at the same time - one all over his paw to the thought of fucking his son's mouth and ass, the other doing the act himself: filling Kiba’s throat up with thick batches of trucker wolf cum, spilling out all over his pubes and stomach as Kiba was forced balls deep on that throbbing, spurting cock. 
“Fuck yes!” He cried out, hearing the father pant like a beast possessed. 
“Did you cum all inside my son's mouth?”
The deep, satisfied and gurgling grunt of the trucker affirmed that. 
“You came inside it, too - you big-dicked beast.”
The father blushed behind the phone, 
“Yeah. I came in my son's mouth. God, I have to experience that again.”
The trucker left Kiba gurgling and struggling for air on his cock, now deciding to empty his bladder inside him - washing all that thick cum down with dark piss. 
“And you will. Mark my words.”