Cabin Retreat

Bennet's hooves clicked and clacked as he roamed room to room in his house, his chest still bare as he pulled his belt on tight, the reindeer instinctively ducking his head in slightly whenever walking through any of the doorways, every antlered guy learning that instinct as soon as their antlers start growing in. Keeping an eye on the clock while stomping around, the man grabbed the dark green shirt he had already laid out on his bed, buttoning it up before tossing a neckerchief around his neck and tucking his shirt into his pants. With his uniform handled, the scoutmaster headed out, a vicious look on his face as he marched into his pickup truck, cranking it on as he glanced at himself in the rear view mirror. He aimed to look as presentable and official as he could, not wanting to reveal his true intentions before the situation was fully under his control, his truck roaring to life as he cranked it on and pulled out from his parking spot. It had been nearly two weeks since Bennet had been a part of Irvin's little porn shoot, joining a handful of other men to groom a young hippo girl before eventually fucking her senseless. The final product had just been fully edited and released a few days before, and the reindeer had gotten a desperate thirst for the younger sort during his viewing of the complete video, not having had the opportunity to get any cubs on his cock since the filming of it. Inspired by the movie, the stag had pulled a few strings behind the scenes of his troop of scouts, managing to set up a weekend retreat with himself and two young twin boys at his cabin, selling it as a celebration for the cubs all passing a particularly difficult course. The parents and the siblings were all convinced that everyone from their troop would be there for the party, but the man had no intention of inviting anyone besides himself and the two of them, eager to finally get his rocks off to something other than just videos and pictures. He had done similar stunts many times in the past, tens of other boys and girls molested by his hand in the seclusion of his cabin over the years of him being the scoutmaster, each one broken and trained into servicing him before being coached to lie to their parents. With a three-day weekend ahead of him, Bennet slammed onto the gas pedal, not wanting to wait another second before getting his newest victims into the woods. 

Coming to a stop in front of an idyllic little house in the heart of the suburbs, the reindeer hopped out and quickly adjusted his clothes, giving his pants just a tiny bit of slack over his crotch to try to hide away the tip of his cock that was starting to poke out of his sheath. He took a deep breath and changed his expression, glancing at his face through the side mirror to rehearse his friendly look, making sure he seemed as warm and approachable as possible, not wanting to spook or weird out the cubs before he had them somewhere without any chance of them getting away. With his carefully chosen look locked down, he walked over and knocked onto the door, taking a step back and standing tall as he waited for it to open. A moment later, the scoutmaster was greeted by a goat roughly the same age, the man smiling and shaking Bennet's hand, 
"Oh, Mr. Bennet! So nice to see you again! I'm not sure if you remember me, but we met about a year ago when I signed my boys to your troop."
The reindeer nodded, 
"Of course, a pleasure to see you again."
"Thank you so much for driving my kids over to this thing, I was really afraid that they couldn't go at all since I had some urgent business tonight."
"Oh, that's not an issue at all, I'm happy to serve in any way I can. That's my job, after all."
The father thanked him again before stepping back and giving a quick shout upstairs, two pairs of tiny feet stomping down the steps a few seconds later. Bennet peeked his head through the door to see the twins in full uniform, standing side by side with their bags in their hands, their faces lighting up in joy as they spotted him. The cubs had both only recently turned seven, their fur a deep black, one just a tad bigger than the other. The taller of the two was named Pete, tiny stumps showing that his horns were finally starting to grow, his floppy ears flailing around as he jumped in glee. The smaller twin, Nolan, still had no signs of horns, his slender body making it easy to confuse him for a girl at a glance, his shy attitude matching his stature. Bennet grinned at the boys as he squatted down in front of them, letting a tiny bit of his perverted nature through as he whispered, trying not to let their dad hear anything, 
"So, are you two ready for a wild party~?" 
The brothers cheered and nodded, the stag quickly turning away to hide the growing bulge in his pants, grabbing the kids' bags to help carry them to his car. The three all got seated at the front of the pickup truck, the goats' father waving at them as they pulled away, heading right out of the city and towards the deep wilderness. 

With the sights slowly changing from the busy urban streets to serene forests and fields, the two goat twins chatted and laughed as they enjoyed the road trip, completely unaware of what Bennet had in mind for them. The reindeer had been interested in the duo ever since he first met them during a small meet and greet for signing in new cubs into the scouts, their cuteness and especially their plump backsides instantly making him fall for the two. He managed to get the siblings under his troop thankfully, making sure to be present for all the meetings and camp nights that he could, trying to find the best opportunity to figuratively and literally pounce on the boys. Even if he hadn't yet directly gotten involved with either one of the goats, he had still gotten plenty of nice views of them by spying and sneaking in the occasional peek when no one was paying attention, coincidentally always being available to keep watch whenever the twins were going for a swim. He had managed to keep his hands off of the cubs so far, but he didn't intend to wait any longer, laying his hand down on Pete's lap and gently stroking the scout's thigh as he turned off onto a smaller, unpaved road, the sun already starting to set. Neither of the boys seemed to mind the man's slightly more grabby demeanour, nor did they notice the tightness in his pants as he subtly groped the larger of the twins, no longer quite so concerned with trying to hide his true intentions. The drive continued for almost another hour longer, all signs of civilization disappearing save for the tiny dirt path that Bennet knew by heart, zigzagging through the deep forest and taking sudden turns, several forks in the road seeming to go nowhere, guaranteeing that the cubs couldn't find their way back to the main road in case they tried to leave without him. With the chill of the evening settling down and gently fogging up the windows of the truck, the group finally came to a stop in front of a cozy cabin in a small clearing, the scoutmaster sighing softly as he turned the car off and stashed the keys into his pocket, hopping out and grabbing the bags from the back. The twins looked around the dead-silent yard, slightly confused about why they seemed to be the only ones there since the whole troop was supposed to be joining them, the two giving each other a shrug as they walked behind their caretaker, heading inside from the cold air as they thought that maybe the other were already inside. 

Stepping inside, the goat twins looked around the cabin, most of the floor space taken up by a single open main room with a couch and a few chairs nestled in front of a fireplace, a few bedrooms and a small kitchen sequestered off along the opposite wall from the entrance. Though the cabin certainly seemed comfortable, the kids couldn't help but to notice that the three of them still seemed to be the only ones there, Pete finally raising the question with their scoutmaster as the stag got started in making a fire in the fireplace, 
"Uhh… Bennet? When are the other scouts coming over here? Isn't it already kinda late?" 
Bennet smirked as he stacked a few logs into the fireplace, getting the kindling lit up before turning to the cubs, finally completely abandoning his friendly act, 
"None of the other kids are gonna be coming here, and neither are any of the other adults. It's just you and me, all alone for the weekend~" 
The siblings looked at each other, confused and slightly worried as Bennet sat down on the sofa in the middle of the room, calling the boys over to him while he untied the neckerchief from his neck, tugging it off and tossing it to the ground. Going button by button, he opened up his shirt, letting his fluffy chest come into view as the boys stood in front of him, both blushing and staring down at their feet, too shy to say anything but too weirded out to look at him as he kept stripping. Leaning back, he slipped his pants down along with his underwear, holding his erect dick in his hands and rubbing his tip with his thumb, grinning as he caught Nolan taking a peek at his manhood, the boy's startled look causing him to chuckle. He wrapped his arms around the kid's waist, picking Nolan up and setting the young scout down onto his lap, giving the small goat's ass a good squeeze while he gripped the boy's ear, forcing the cub to look up at him as he pushed his muzzle down. Nolan didn't know how to react to the kiss from his scoutmaster, the man's dick grinding against his belly and leaving huge stains all over his shirt while the reindeer moaned into his maw, Bennet's tongue forcing its way into his mouth. He tried to wriggle free from the uncomfortable position, every pull and push only met with the adult's grip on him getting tighter, his brother standing in shock right next to the two as he was molested. 

After circling his tongue around the cub's maw a few times, thoroughly exploring the depths of Nolan's throat, Bennet finally let go of the boy, watching with a devious smirk as the goat immediately fell off of his lap and scampered off to the other side of the sofa, huffing and puffing with a bright red face, utterly confused about what he was up to. The reindeer quickly turned his focus to the taller of the two siblings, Pete only noticing the lustful gaze falling onto him a moment too late, still standing right in front of the man as he unsuccessfully tried to dodge the hand reaching out for him. Grabbing the hair on the back of the cub's head, the scoutmaster pulled the boy down onto his knees and forcefully shoved his muzzle between the adult's thighs, rubbing his face against the thick shaft and the weighty set of balls. Bennet closed his eyes and moaned quietly as he felt the goat's nose all over his junk, a few drops of precum already squeezing out from his tip and dripping down onto the kid's muzzle, his erection growing to full size as he grinded his cock on the boy's face. Getting more horny and less patient with every heartbeat, Bennet finally sprung up from his seat, throwing Pete down on the floor and making Nolan flinch slightly, both twins staring up at him in fear. He pointed towards the middle bedroom, holding his dick with the other hand, 
"Both of you, in my bedroom, now~!" 
The cubs refused to move an inch, the siblings just curling up and cowering from him, the man shaking his head and rolling his eyes, 
"You really ought to learn that when I tell you to do something, it ain't a request, it's an order!" 
The stag grabbed the smaller cub by the ankle and pinched the other one's neck scruff, dragging them both behind him as he walked towards his bedroom, the twins yelping and grunting in pain as they were hauled across the cabin. Bennet nudged the door open with his foot, tugging the boys the rest of the way in before tossing them both onto the large queen-sized bed, the springs squeaking as they tumbled and rolled down on it. Before either of the two had time to recover, the reindeer jumped in behind them, pinning the brothers down as he undressed them one after the other, first holding Pete down by sitting on top of the cub while stripping Nolan down and then repeating the process with the other goat. Soon, all three of the males were dressed in nothing except their birthday suits, the scouts' clothes messily strewn all over the bed and the floor of the bedroom. 

With the cubs fully bare, just how he liked them, Bennet wrestled Pete down onto his lap, his muscled arms easily able to keep the boy still even as the kid tried to struggle and thrash free of his hold. He pushed the cub belly-down before getting up onto his knees, jamming Pete's face against the bed while grinning at Nolan, making sure the brother had a front row seat to everything he was about to do,
"You're gonna get to watch while I work your tiny little brother over, make sure you pay good attention 'cause you're gonna get the same treatment in just a li'l bit~!" 
Shaking with dread, Nolan had to watch the reindeer parting his twin's ass cheeks apart, the man's hand around the back of Pete's neck as he carefully inspected the first of his new playthings, licking his thumb before rubbing it against the small pink bud right underneath the cub's tail. He frowned slightly, already able to ascertain from the quick look that the boy was far too tight to fuck before some proper stretching beforehand, pushing his thumb down harder against the tailhole to make sure. Just as he had predicted, he was only able to get the tip of his finger into the kid before Pete's hole locked around it, the boy screeching and kicking around in pain, the reindeer tugging his hand out from the crack with a disappointed sigh, 
"What a shame, I was kinda hoping for a quickie just to get rid of some excess pressure in my balls…" 
He reached under the young goat, feeling around until he found Pete's tiny and soft shaft, smirking slightly as he rolled it around between his fingers, the cub's pained howls turning into soft whimpers as he kept up his massage, the dicklet getting harder until it was the size of his pinkie finger. The reindeer finished his inspection with a quick squeeze of Pete's ballsack and a quick slap on the boy's ass, getting a great bleat from the goat as he flopped down onto his side. He wasn't done with the kid yet however, eyeing up Pete's muzzle and soft lips as he slowly stroked his cock, his fingertips soaked in the slimy and slippery mess dribbling out of his tip as he grinned, 
"Well… if I can't throw a quick load in your asshole, I guess your other end is just gonna have to do for the time being~" 
The twins looked at one another in horror, both wanting to bolt out of the room and the entire cabin but neither seeming to be able to command their legs to move. 

Bennet lurched forwards, grappling Pete and putting his neck into a lock, dragging him to the other side of the bed before being turned around, his face buried in the man's chest as the reindeer laughed and spanked his ass a few times, the boy bleating with each slap. With a hand on his forehead, he was pushed down until his head was in the scoutmaster's lap, his muzzle only a hair away from the cervine dick, his snout rammed into the man's pubic fur while the shaft rubbed on his cheek. Bennet slipped his thumb into the cub's maw, prying Pete's maw open while simultaneously pinning the kid's tongue down, the goat grunting and moaning as he led the waiting hole right over the tip of his cock as he held his breath, slowly sliding the head down onto his dick. He closed his eyes and let the air out of his lungs in a gentle breath, enjoying the feel of the wet and warm mouth gradually enveloping his cock, his ears fluttering gently whenever his shaft quivered and squirted out another spurt of precum. Pete tried his best to keep his maw away from the man's length, both of his hands pushing against the reindeer's belly with increasing intensity as more and more of the cock was forced down his muzzle, big strings and globs of his spit drooling down all over the cervine's crotch. The plunge down into his mouth had been rather slow, but he still felt his eyes start to water and the panic building in his chest as the girth hit the back of his throat, every reflex in his body telling him to get the hard rod out of his gullet in any way that he could, gags mixing in with his grunts as he began trying to struggle free and pull away from the man twice as hard. Unwilling to let his relief escape his grasp, Bennet grabbed the goat's ear and twisted hard to keep the cub nice and compliant, the faint cries from the kid getting more frantic as he shoved the boy's head as far down his shaft as he could, keeping Pete there for several seconds as he moaned and savoured the feel of the throat closing down around the top half of his cock. 

The stag had gone easy on the so far in the scout's first blowjob, but he wasn't about to continue with the same leniency if Pete wasn't willing to cooperate, still pinching the cub's ear as he began jerking the head up and down on his shaft. Pete's twin could only watch in despair as he was thrown around, tears streaming down his face and his fists hammering on the reindeer's chest, his struggling kicking the blankets off of the bed. No matter what he tried however, he had no chance of getting a breath with the girth stuffed down his throat, his panic turning into a frenzy as his heart raced and his limbs began feeling heavier, his vision going blurry and his flailing gently dying down. Just as the boy was on the verge of passing out, he was let go by the man, pulled off of the dick and allowed to gaps as he coughed up pre trickling down his windpipe, Bennet slapping his back to get him to breathe again, 
"Didn't I tell you about following my orders? 'Cause we can either do this the easy way or the hard way, but it's definitely getting done. I don't mind letting you pass out on my cock and fucking your unconscious throat, but it's gonna be a lot more unpleasant for you."
Understanding the threat, Pete nodded sheepishly, his throat too sore to speak as the man grabbed him by the scruff of his neck once more, pulling him onto the cervine dick again. This time, he willingly opened his muzzle, desperately trying to hold back his gag reflex as the bone was buried back into him, his tongue cushioning the shaft as it slid down his throat. Bennet bucked deeper into the cub, getting back into his rhythm as he pulled himself back and forth, snorting and huffing as he enjoyed the tight grip on his cock. The blowjob was only made better by the horrified whimpers and whines coming from the sucker's brother, the man looking Nolan right in the eyes as he hilted Pete's throat, grunting like a wild beast and letting his seed fill the boy's belly. The kid thrashed around slightly as he unloaded deep inside, trying not to fight him while he leaned back with a moan, making sure his cum had hit its mark before quickly pulling out and firing off the rest of his sticky payload all over the young goat, showering the boy's head and back in giant strings of white while Pete coughed and tried to keep his load down. 

Bennet panted while spraying down the kid, thrusting against his hand to squeeze out the last drops of his cum, making sure to sprinkle everything he had onto Pete's fur before eventually slouching back, basking in the moment. With the worst of his pressures taken care of, he could finally focus on getting the pair prepped for the rest of their stay in the cabin, the man hoping to do more than to just pound their muzzles during their weekend together. Rising out of the bed, he casually walked over to a closet near the corner of the bedroom, pulling out a box of toys and other fun things he had collected over the years for whenever he'd bring cubs there, digging through it with his back turned towards the cubs. Nolan gently crept up next to his brother, unsure of how to console his twin as Pete continued coughing and gasping, both boys worried with what their scoutmaster had in mind for them next. Bennet turned around to reveal a pair of sizable anal plugs in his hands, one black and shaped like a cone and the other burning red with a series of widening balls, the twins glaring at his toys before nervously looking up at his smirk,
"One of you open up the middle drawer on that nightstand, and get the bottle from it~"
Being the nearer to the drawer that the man was motioning towards, Nolan reached to open it up with an anxious look, peeking down to see a bottle of lube, his hands shaking slightly as he picked it up and handed it to the scoutmaster who was climbing back on the bed. Bennet dropped the cone plug and grabbed the lube, giving the bottle a shake as he glanced at Pete, 
"You, hold your brother down and get his ass open for me." 
The kid stammered in a panic, looking at his sibling and back to the reindeer as the man could see his hesitation, 
"You wanna choke on my cock again, or are you gonna do like I ordered you to?" 
The cub quickly jumped on top of his brother, pinning the smaller goat down and prying Nolan's ass cheeks apart while the stag poured a healthy glob of lube onto the plug, wiping the extra onto the tiny boy's tailhole. Nolan covered his muzzle and whimpered quietly, his legs trembling as he felt the rubber toy pressing on his backside, the pressure steadily growing as his hole began opening up, jolts of pain making him scream and weep. The torture eased off for a moment as the first of the beads slotted into his asshole, giving him only a moment of rest before the second split his flank open once more, each stage of the toy stretching him wider and wider. With one final miserable bleat, Bennet squeezed the entire plug inside, leaving Nolan to sob as he turned to the other goat, smirking while reaching for the second buttplug. Pete immediately sat down to protect his behind, shuffling back and shaking his head, the man quickly snatching his ear and giving it a hard wrench to tug him over, the boy yelping and squeaking out a quiet apology as he was set down on all fours. Repeating the lubing, Bennet prepped the second plug and nuzzled the tip up against Pete's rear, holding the cub still as he began shoving it inside, twisting and turning it while the tight hole slowly swallowed it all the way up to the base, the goat crying and pleading for him to stop the whole way through. 

With both cubs firmly plugged up, their holes getting acclimated to the sort of fun that their scoutmaster wanted to enjoy with the twins, Bennet resumed his molesting and fondling, exploring every last inch of the siblings with his hands and his tongue as they tried to endure the exhausting misery. Nolan curled up into a tiny ball as he was roughly flipped onto his side, groaning in pain as the adult got grabby with him, twisting his nipples and stroking his small dick, the large toy shoved up his tailhole moving around very uncomfortably the whole time as he was tossed and turned. Pete was suffering from much the same, unable to find a comfortable position even when the reindeer wasn't assaulting him, the throbbing aching in his backside refusing to go away or even at least slightly dissipate no matter how he tried to lay or sit. He likewise didn't know whether he should have turned away from the stag and his twin or not, the sight and the sounds of the groping only making him feel even more horrible while at the same time he couldn't just completely abandon his brother either. The boy didn't have to ponder the tough question for long however, as Bennet quickly turned his attention back to the taller of the two goats, sitting on top of the cub's belly while he jerked himself off, adding some more shots of cum onto Pete's already stained fur, the blotches of white smearing all around as the kid wriggled underneath him, drying out and matting the soft fur into big tangles. The scoutmaster kept up his molestation, switching from one cub to the other, until only the cabin's lights were left to illuminate the perversions, the sun having already disappeared some time ago and the fire having died down. With the whole trio starting to get rather tired, the man finally allowed the brothers some respite from his strict training, grabbing them both by their ears and dragging them out, throwing each boy into one of the unused bedrooms before slamming the doors closed. Separated from his brother and having to endure the plug stuck inside of him, Pete limped into bed, slipping underneath the blanket and grimacing as he tried to fall asleep, eventually finding it easiest to sleep on his belly due to the toy in him. 

After a thoroughly unpleasant and unrestful night cooped up in the bedroom, Pete woke up, still hidden under the covers with a mixture of sweat and cum seeping into his fur all over, his backside on fire from the stretching he had been forced into. He could see that it was barely even morning yet, telling him that he couldn't have gotten more than maybe a few hours of sleep, finding it very difficult to get back to his dreams despite the lack of rest. And it wasn't just the physical aching that was keeping the goat up and awake, he also couldn't settle down for long enough to close his eyes with the knowledge that Bennet could come storming in through the door at any second, subjecting him to another round of torture. He likewise couldn't keep his twin off of his mind, afraid that something might happen to Nolan while he wasn't there to help, his conscience weighing heavily on him as the boy glanced out the window, the frost of the morning still clinging to the glass. Pete was half-tempted to try to scamper out through the seemingly unsecured escape route, unable to muster up the courage to leave his bed for fear of what the stag might do to him or his sibling if he was found escaping. Doing his best to just calm down, he closed his eyes and buried his muzzle into the pillows, trying to ignore the stinging of both his body and mind, dead set on simply bearing through the whole strife and hoping that both brothers would get past it in one piece. Pete quickly began hearing something odd coming from the other side of the cabin however, the distant chirps of the birds and the rustling of trees hiding an occasional distressed bleat, the cub's blood freezing as he realised that Bennet was in his twin's bedroom, doing something unimaginable. Panicking about whether he should stay put or try to somehow help the other boy, he quickly knew that he couldn't simply hide while Nolan was in trouble, his breath shivering as he pushed himself out from the bed. He bit his lip in an attempt to not make a sound while sneaking around with a huge buttplug drilled into his ass, carefully opening the door and peeking out into the main room, relieved to find the way clear. Tiptoeing in the dark of the dawn, his hooves quietly knocking on the wood floor, he made his way to the door of the bedroom he had seen the other cub tossed inside of, confirming that the sounds were coming from inside. Holding his breath, he slowly grabbed the handle and twisted it, praying that the creak of the door wouldn't be loud enough to give him away. 

Peeking in through the crack of the door, Pete saw the reindeer on his knees on the bed, a leash in his hand as he stared down at something. Pushing his head in slightly further, the boy could see Nolan laying on his belly in front of the man, his hands locked behind his back with handcuffs, a leather harness and a gimp mask strapped on him, only his maw left open by the mask, his eyes left in the dark. Bennet had his hand on the base of the toy plugged into the boy, twisting and shimmying it around, getting soft bleats and groans with every bead that slipped out from the kid's tailhole, his other hand tugging at a collar tied around the cub's neck whenever the tiny goat tried to wriggle away from him. Finally popping the plug from Nolan, the stag admired his handiwork, grinning as he watched the pink hole slowly closing, shoving a few fingers into the asshole to see whether the cub was properly stretched. He could feel that the boy was still fairly tight, but thought that it was at least good enough for a test run, grinding his tip on the goat's taint while slowly hammering his digits in and out of the hole, painting his musk on the soft fur. Unable to see anything that the scoutmaster was about to do to him, Nolan whimpered and strained against his bindings, his fear steadily rising as his imagination ran wild. Every time that he tried to move away from the cervine, the collar would tighten around his neck, cutting out air for a brief moment and leaving him coughing, making it clear to the boy that he had no say in what was about to happen to him. He felt the reindeer's tip nudging against his battered hole, longer and thicker than the fingers he'd had to endure, his hooves scraping on the bed covers as the stag pulled him down on the shaft, a long and sharp bleat reverberating through the cabin as he slowly swallowed the cock. Too horrified to keep the noise down, Pete gasped as he watched his brother's ass taken by the reindeer, Bennet turning towards him with a grin as the last few inches of the dick disappeared into Nolan's tailhole, 
"Keep watching, you're gonna be next~" 
The smaller goat yelled in agony, crying and screaming with every thrust, his constant howling only stopped whenever his leash was tugged. The fight left in him quickly dried up however, his struggling and crying getting more gentle as he realised how futile it was, his face getting ploughed into the bed even making his loins wake up, a small erection poking out between his legs as he was drilled hard. 

Bennet made the whole bed shake with his thrusts, pulling the boy against his cock to go as deep as he could, the tightness of the rear quickly bringing him to his climax. Nolan shuddered at the sensation of the stag's huge load filling up his ass, the burst of cum fighting against the tight seal of his tailhole as he drooled and moaned, no longer sure of how much of what he was going through was pain and how much of it was pleasure. The reindeer wrenched his cock out from the cub in one quick yank, the dislodging causing Nolan to grind his crotch against the bed, a tiny spot of wet appearing underneath him as he came, squirts of his creamy filling spraying out of his asshole while he bleated in a frenzy. Smirking as the kid collapsed in a slump in front of him, Nolan's legs and hands occasionally twitching as the boy gasped and whimpered, Bennet wrapped the leash around his hand and gave it a firm pull, tearing the kid off the side of the bed with a yelp and a thud, the smaller goat still handcuffed. Pete had watched the whole show from the doorway, too petrified by fear to move an inch, control of his extremities only returning to him as the stag's predatory gaze turned to him, his fight or flight instincts kicking into high gear. Knowing full well that there wasn't a chance for him to fight back against the man twice his height and weight, Pete spun around and ran towards the front door, spending a few nail-biting seconds fiddling with the lock before managing to rip it open. He ran for a few steps before feeling the chill of the outside biting into his naked body, the cold making him doubt how smart his plan was, Bennet walking to the door with a relaxed stroll, 
"You can run off if you'd like, but there ain't even a paved road around for a good few miles at least, and I'm definitely not gonna tell you in what direction."
Pete wrapped his arms around himself and shuddered from the cold, his unsteady breath fogging up as the reindeer continued, leaning against the doorframe, 
"Though, you probably don't have to worry too much about the elements or starvation finishing you off, the ferals will finish you off well before then. I'm sure you'll make for a nice snack for a grizzly or a wolf, or maybe they'll use you for a mate~" 
Bennet laughed before shrugging his shoulders and snorting dismissively, 
"Either way, I've still got your brother, I don't exactly need you anyway. So go on, you can take your chances in the wilderness if you wanna."
Pete turned around and took a tentative step back towards the cabin, the scoutmaster smirking while the boy slowly walked back with his tail between his legs, 
"Good choice. I'm gonna fuck you and your brother for the rest of our little trip, I'm gonna do things to you that you can't even imagine~" 
Bleating in fear, the kid continued his slow walk back inside, afraid of what the cervine had in mind but far more scared of what the wilderness might do to him if he proceeded with his escape attempt. 

Obediently following the reindeer, Pete walked into the cabin with a dejected look on his face, trying not to meet the man's merciless eyes as the stag pointed towards the fireplace, 
"Down there, on all fours~!" 
Doing as ordered, he settled down on the carpet in front of the warm glow of the dying embers, enjoying the warmth as much as he could in the situation he was in. Bennet hovered over the kid, slowly getting hard again as he slipped a foot underneath the boy, stroking and massaging Pete's small dick as he admired the splatters of cum he had previously painted, each uncomfortable whimper from the goat getting him more excited. The cub was still missing something however, Bennet slipping into his bedroom for a moment before returning with a small gift, a gentle rattling waking the boy's curiosity. Pete glanced back to see the scoutmaster approaching, a choker made up of several small metal chains draped on his finger, his devious look alone nearly making the goat pass out. Bennet knelt down and slipped the choker into place around Pete's throat, making sure it was on nice and tight before slapping his hand underneath the cub's tail, grabbing hold of the base of the toy still stuck there. Pulling the plug out as slowly as he could to lengthen the torture, the reindeer opened up the goat's tailhole, quickly moving to plug him back up with a slightly different sort of toy. Pete's eyes teared up and his grip on the carpet tightened as he waited for the sadistic scoutmaster to push inside of him, the choker making his breaths wheeze as he felt panic settling in, his dazed brother just barely visible through the half-closed door in the corner of his eye. Bennet got a good hold of the cub's flank before finally sliding his shaft inside, relishing the boy's pained bleats nearly as much as he did the tight squeeze around his cock, slamming himself balls deep as the pair's shadows flickered on the walls of the cabin. Pete grunted hard, holding his breath whenever the slab of cervine dick rammed into his hole, gasping and panting as he felt the oddly incredible feel of the shaft pulling back from his ass. He didn't want to admit his pleasure to anyone, least of all himself, but he couldn't hide the physical reaction of his body, his dicklet getting stiff as his prostate was ruthlessly pounded. The cub lost all track of time, bleating and screaming without control as he was bred, the last straw coming as the stag hilted deep inside of him, his tailhole clenching hard while a small squirt of his seed drizzled down onto the carpet. The kid's load was no match for Bennet's, his nostrils flaring while he huffed and grunted, his balls aching as the boy was pumped full, the mixture of pleasure, agony, and lack of oxygen finally forcing the cub to go limp. The reindeer panted for a moment while still buried down to the base inside of Pete, quickly rolling the unconscious goat over and resuming his stuffing, ready to go again immediately after his orgasm. 

Bennet continued training the two twins for the rest of their weekend together, spending the days making liberal use of their holes and bodies, their snug asses transformed into loose cumdumps by the final day, constantly dripping with the latest load fired off inside of them. The brothers' tailholes weren't the only thing changed about them however, the duo now deep under their scoutmaster's spell, eagerly and happily obeying every last command shouted to them by the reindeer, his dick being the greatest reward either of the two could think of. By the dawn of Sunday, Bennet plopped his flank down on a chair, yawning and rubbing off the sleep from his eyes, giving his hoof a few hard stomps on the wooden floor to call over the goats. The twins sprinted to his aid, obediently standing in front of the nude stag, the man waving towards his cock as he leaned back to check his phone. The brothers knelt down between his legs, each taking a part of his shaft into their mouths as Bennet sighed gently, noticing that Chester had given him a call a few hours before. He returned the call, sandwiching the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he grabbed both of the boys' hairs, yanking them towards his crotch to get more of his dick into their maws. The donkey answered a few seconds later, sounding even more cheerful than ever, 
"Hey there Bennet, nice to hear from you again. How's your weekend going?"
"I've got a couple of little sluts working my cock over, so it's going pretty goddamn well. How about yours?" 
"It's been very fun as well, I happened to find a cute feral dalmatian on the streets on Friday, but all the shelters were closed so me and Trevor had to take care of him~" 
"Does sound pretty nice."
"Definitely. Speaking of, I was thinking that maybe you, me, and some of the other guys from the porn shoot could get together again sometime soon?" 
"Oh yeah, sure. As long as there's some tiny holes to fill."
"Don't think that's gonna be an issue~! I'll give the other guys a call as well and hit you up with the details later. Well, I'll let you get back to your little sluts, have fun~" 

A few seconds after ending the call, Bennet received a few text messages from the old donkey, opening them up to see two photos: one of a young feral dalmatian tied up to a breeding rack, Chester's cock stuffed up the dog's asshole and the canine's hard shaft in the equine's hand, and the other of Trevor tied down in the dog's place, the dalmatian knotted inside of the lion. Grinning and quickly saving the pictures, Bennet turned the screen to the goats, 
"How'd you like to play with a doggy like that~?" 
Pete pulled his lips off of the stag's tip for just long enough to give a small nod, wiping his mouth on his arm,
"Do you want us to fuck the dog?" 
"No, not this one, he's already spoken for it seems. But then again, there are quite a few strays in the streets…" 
He pondered the opportunity for a moment before he was interrupted by his phone ringing, groaning as he noticed that it was the goats' dad. He stood up and pulled himself out of the twins, not wanting to risk any cracks in his facade, 
"Alright, you just suck each other off while I take this."
The brothers laid down with their heads in one another's laps, suckling on each other's small dicks as the reindeer watched, clearing his throat and putting on his innocent voice before answering the call, 
"Hello, this is Bennet?" 
"Ah, hey, this is Pete's and Nolan's dad. I'm sorry to ask, but could you bring the cubs back here a little earlier? I know we agreed on Sunday evening, but I wanted to take them to shop for some clothes, so early afternoon would be better." 
Trying not to let his annoyance come through, the cervine rolled his eyes, 
"That's no problem at all, I'll have your angels there by three."
"Alright, great, thanks again!" 
Tossing his phone onto the seat, Bennet stood in front of the twins with a very irked look, 
"Stop with the sixty-nine! Your daddy is being very fucking annoying, so one of you better open up wide and let me ram it down your throat until you pass out!" 
Both boys got to their knees and opened their muzzles, the reindeer choosing Pete's maw to take his frustrations out on, cramming his girth down the kid's throat while Nolan watched only a few inches away, the smaller goat fondling his own dick.