26,112 words. So far, chapter 7 has 26,112 words and I've realised that I should do another part to it before I call this chapter finished. In fact, I might break them up differently if I ever get around to actually publishing it. I have written a novella for one chapter and the majority of it is sex. I'm not complaining, but I'm definitely making the next chapter less sex related (I said less).

And now for a moment behind the curtain! It took a me over a week to edit this story and I went through it 4 times. Though it drives me crazy to do so, I want to be sure that I don't end up as the E. L. James of furry porn. So yes, 50 Shades is my motivation, but that's because it's crap and I want to not write crap. Sometimes you don't need a grand motivation to write good stuff, just a desire to not be crap. (And in case you were curious, these blurbs are often written off the cuff, so if you want to know what I write like when I'm just being casual, now you know.) I'm not saying that a good story needs to be edited and proof-read 4 times. For some, one edit is enough, for others, more may be required. In addition, some people are better at writing than me and they don't need to do so much editing. I envy them, but we all have different talents and mine seems to be coming up with the stories, not so much the writing of them.

Anyway, after this part will be the epilogue of this chapter and then we shall look at chapter 8, which may also be long.



Adolphus heard the door open and saw Dovan return to the library with a rather disturbing piece of metalwork. As Dovan walked over to where Felicity and Lucious stood by his head, Adolphus guessed that the steel contraption being carried was the maw spreader.
"I have the equipment you requested, your Highness," Dovan said as he stood to Felicity's left and gave her a low bow. "I can install it if you wish me to do so."
"Please do," Felicity ordered, "and then turn him over so he's laying on his back."
"Certainly, your Highness," Dovan said as he took one or two steps back before standing up from his bow and turning.
As Dovan walked closer to Adolphus' head and knelt down on one knee, he began to talk quietly.
"This will not hurt as long as you don't struggle. Do not give me a reason and I won't over-extend your jaw. Act up and not only will I open your muzzle until it hurts, I am certain that your Mistress will have no issues laying blows upon your exposed member."

After removing the metal bit from between his teeth, Dovan slid the straps of this new tool of torture over his muzzle. Each side seemed to have a ratcheting hinge and while they joined at the back with leather straps, the front was joined by two flat strips of metal. Adolphus could already tell where they were supposed to go.
"Open as far as the bridle will allow," Dovan ordered.
Adolphus felt like resisting the order, but he saw Felicity's disapproving gaze shift towards his exposed and sensitive cock. He decided it best to pick his battles and this wasn't one he could fight. Reluctantly he opened his mouth and accepted his fate. The bits slipped in and came to rest just behind his canine teeth. Adolphus had a moment to get used to the weird feeling in his mouth as Dovan adjusted the straps on the spreader before removing the bridle. He went to open his mouth to see how it felt, but the straps pulled the ratcheted arms along as well. When he went to close his mouth again Adolphus found the ratchet had locked in place and the strips of metal held his mouth open.

As Adolphus did his best to close his mouth, making strange gagging noises in the process, Felicity just chuckled at his discomfort.
"And now you know why that particular device is called a maw spreader, slave," Felicity said with amusement.
His mouth wasn't open that much, but the sensation he felt when he was unable to let his jaw return to its resting state was starting to get uncomfortable.
"Is he secure?" Felicity asked as she stepped closer to Adolphus' head.
"His muzzle is completely secure, your Highness," Dovan said as he continued to work on adjusting the other bindings in preparation for turning Adolphus onto his back.
"Good. I wish to examine my slave's teeth," Felicity said as she crouched down.

With no care for his comfort, Felicity pulled Adolphus' muzzle open as far as his mouth would stretch. When Adolphus tried to close his mouth he found that the ratchet had locked and there was no way for him to close it.
"What a healthy specimen" Felicity said as she looked into Adolphus' mouth. "I wouldn't expect a diet of field rations to be particularly good for one's teeth, but it seems that my slave still has all of them."
"An impressive miracle for one of his profession," Madame Fiona noted.
"I wonder how long his tongue is," Felicity mused as she rubbed Adolphus' tongue with the tip of the switch. "Show it to me, slave; I wish to see what assets you have."
The sharp tip scratched his tongue and as he did his best to get the branch out of his mouth he felt Felicity grab his jaw and give it a quick pull down.
"Open up, slave, or I shall see just how far your jaw opens before it dislocates."
With how he was bound Adolphus didn't have a chance of escape and rebellion would obviously end in excruciating pain. For now he would be compliant and see if any opportunity for escape or rebellion presented itself.
Adolphus slid his tongue from his muzzle as if he were panting to show it off to his Mistress.
"Not a bad size," Felicity said as she put a finger beneath it to admire the 15cm long length," but I suspect I'll get more out of it when I sit on your muzzle."
Adolphus pulled his tongue back into his mouth as he tried to swallow the drool that was building up.
"Excuse me, your Highness," Dovan said with a bow. "It isn't my place to give you orders, but it is time for me to turn him over and I feel it would be safer for you to take a step or two back."
"Of course," Felicity said as she took a step back and put her paws behind her, "proceed when you're ready."
"Many thanks, your Highness," Dovan said as he walked towards Adolphus' head with his own still bowed. "This shan't take but a few minutes."

Dovan began by releasing some of the tension in the strap that held Adolphus' head against the bench.
"If you are going to try something," Dovan whispered into Adolphus' ear, "I would greatly appreciate it if you let me know now so I can step back when you try and fight."
Adolphus simply gave his head a shake; he was going to do what he was told.
"Good, I don't want a fight right now."
As soon as the strap loosened enough for Adolphus to lift his head, he gave his head a quick rolling shake to try and relieve some of the tension in his muscles.
"Best you learn to live with your bindings and the stiffness they bring," Felicity warned. "It will be quite some time before you are free to walk around without them."
A near-silent growl was all Adolphus dared as Dovan began to loosen the straps around his torso.


Razher watched the angry she-wolf scramble up to the roof of the building and disappear into the dark in a manner befitting her name. Many wouldn't believe that a she-wolf was stalking around the rooftops like a feline; hunting and stalking from the shadows by themselves. Even after her capture there were some who believed that she was only a decoy; a scapegoat so the real Pleasure Killer could get away. How could a she-wolf climb buildings or hunt without a pack?
Funny that, in a way, those rumours were true. Her execution had been a decoy so she could be drafted into Felicity's Rangers.

She hadn't been the easiest to mould into her new role. Her hatred towards males and penchant for violence meant that if she wasn't kept under watch there was no telling what trouble she'd cause. Her attitude had become worse since Gareth had been drafted into the unit. She was anti-sex, anti-male and very anti-slavery, but her loyalty to the Princess was unquestionable.

'Ironically, she needs to get laid,' Razher thought to himself, unsure if Kitty was still in earshot of even his quietest whispers. 'I just don't know who would be suicidal enough to try and satisfy her needs.'

"The Commander will be glad to hear this new information," Razher said quietly as he turned to walk back inside, "but I suppose I have other duties to perform first."


As Adolphus looked up at the ceiling above him, he could at least be glad that his paws and cock weren't sticking into his body anymore. This was small consolation when compared to the ache in his jaw from it being held open.
"You do good work, slave," Felicity said to Dovan as he finished securing Adolphus' ankles to the legs of the bench.
"Thank you, your Highness," Dovan said as he stood up and gave a bow. "I live to serve."
"Now, my slave, it is time for you to please your Mistress," Felicity said as she stepped forward and spread her legs so Adolphus' head was between her thighs. "Start licking."
It wasn't like he had much of a choice. Felicity had lowered her hips so his nose was pressed against her tailhole and each breath he drew was wet with the perfume of a horny mare. He also wasn't spared the taste with thick drops of her nectar dripping onto his tongue. The taste was intoxicating and it had the effect on his cock that nature had intended.
"My, your need seems insatiable," Felicity said as she noticed Adolphus' member swelling from his sheath. "Good. This means that I have a nice, soft target to strike if you misbehave."
Adolphus felt the end of the switch tapping his erect cock as if to make the point clear.
"Now slave, you have your orders," Felicity warned. "Start licking."

His tongue began to move, slowly at first as it slid along his Mistress' slit, lacking technique as he tried to make sense of the marehood that pressed against his tongue. He tried to work out what he was licking, but it was upside down to what he was used to and it took a while to find that nub of flesh at the top of her slit.
"Don't think you can rush me slave," Felicity chuckled as she stroked the tip of the switch along the top of Adolphus' cock. "I have the intention to enjoy you and your tongue for quite a while."
Though the sensation of the tip of the switch stroking along his cock was a rather sharp one, it was stimulus and Adolphus tried to rub against the switch by flexing his cock.
"If her Highness forgives me saying so," Madame Fiona said as she watched Adolphus struggling to stimulate his cock, "but the rumours of your nectar appear to be true."
"And what rumours are those?"
"That your nectar is so potent that it drives a male wild."
"It is probably the taste of my heat," Felicity said as she rubbed her fingers between her sex and Adolphus' tongue to get some of her natural lubricants on her fingers, "but I suppose we can test that idea."
Felicity eased her digits free of her sex and gave them a small lick before looking over at Lucious.
"My dear Fiancee, come and try my taste before you tell me what you think."
"I must warn you Princess that I am very aware of the taste of a mare," Lucious said as he began to walk forward. "The sisters were insistent that I know all about a female's body and it never excited me."
"Then you are the perfect test subject," Felicity pointed out. "If I can inspire you just from my taste, then we have to assume that what Madame Fiona suggests has some merit."
Lucious looked at Felicity's fingers with a bit of hesitation before running his wide equine tongue slowly over them.
"You at least taste younger than the sisters," Lucious noted after pulling his tongue back into his mouth, "but I can't say that your taste is that different."
"Did the sisters inspire an erection in you, Master Lucious?" Madame Fiona asked with a chuckle.
"I can't say that they did." Lucious said as he looked down to see his member start to slide from his sheath as blood rapidly filled it.
"Try some more," Felicity said as she offered her fingers to him again, "and we'll see what happens."
Lucious didn't need to be asked again as his own curiosity took over, taking the two fingers into his mouth and sucking on them. The taste, though one that wasn't that palatable to him, was still rather nice and it filled his mind with clouds of lust.
"If that isn't the face of a filly desperate to have a belly full of seed, then I don't know what is," Tharmina said with a chuckle. "Perhaps the legend is true about you, Commander."
"An idea to keep in mind," Felicity said as she took her fingers from Lucious' mouth. "How do you feel, dear Fiancee?"
"That I could enjoy the services of a fine stud," Lucious replied as he licked his lips.
"Then perhaps you'd like to enjoy my slave," Felicity said as she gestured with the switch to Adolphus' throbbing cock. "I'm sure my slave would greatly appreciate it."
"But would you mind if I rode him with you, my Princess?"
Felicity gave Lucious a smile as she looked at him with a sense of authority.
"Of course, my dear Lucious," Felicity replied. "A reward for my loyal future husband."

Lucious walked around and rubbed the large lupine member in front of him. It had been a while since he had been lucky enough to have someone under his tail, but he knew that the girth of the member was something he'd be able to manage, but as his gaze drifted to the swollen knot he wondered if he would be able to get that into himself.

Felicity's mind had already drifted away from Lucious and was now lost in the haze of her own pleasures, fuelled by the lupine tongue that was licking her pussy, slipping between the folds, and rubbing against the opening of her sexual passage.
"Do you want to get deeper, slave?" Felicity asked quietly as she shifted her hips down a bit.
She slid her left paw down her body and, with one of her fingers, pushed the tip of Adolphus' tongue into her vagina. With his tongue now inside her, Felicity eased herself down and Adolphus' tongue slipped deeper inside with the help of her finger. She only stopped when she felt the canine teeth begin to press against her body.
"Fuck me with your tongue, slave."

The slave Dovan had been kind enough to help him lube up Adolphus' member and rub some lube over his pucker as he knelt upon the bench. Lucious found his own member was flexing, precum dribbling from the tip onto Adolphus' stomach in excitement for what was to come.
"Can you hold him still for me please, slave?" Lucious asked Dovan as he did his best to balance himself on the bench. "I feel I might fall off if I try to reach around."
"Certainly, sir," Dovan replied.
Lucious couldn't see what Dovan was doing, but as he slowly lowered himself he felt the warm, slick tip of Adolphus' member tickle his tailhole. It was only that it had been so long since someone had fucked him that stopped him from simply letting himself drop onto the wolf cock tickling his pucker. With a restrained and careful descent, Lucious eased the tip into his body.

It stung at first, but as his body relaxed he was able to slide further and further down the lupine cock. It was a surprise when he felt the knot pressing against his pucker.
"Fuck me with your tongue, slave."
Lucious looked up at Felicity in surprise having forgotten that he wasn't the only one enjoying this well-formed slave's body.

It was evident that he lacked skill, but his enthusiasm was enough to satisfy her for the moment. The sensation of her slave pushing his tongue into her helped to ease her need, and as her paw rubbed her clit, she could feel that her body was easing towards climax. Everything else in her life began to fade away, allowing her to forget the stress of her title and the threats to it. It didn't even disrupt her when she felt a paw on her muzzle and a pair of equine lips pressing against hers. She forgot where she was and dropped the switch so she could put her paw on the muzzle of the one kissing her. Her left paw rubbed her clit while her slave forced his tongue into her again and again, all while she kept kissing the equine stranger, asking no questions.

In his time Adolphus had come to think that the worst form of sexual torture was the urge one had after several months in the field without a chance to fuck some warm female, but what he was experiencing now was certainly a new hell. His mistress sat in his maw and forced his tongue into her so she could enjoy him fucking her with it, all while her cum oozed into his mouth and made his own need to orgasm worse. This wasn't helped by the young stallion sliding up and down his cock without the decency to let him knot the rather tight tailhole that was gripping him.
He wanted to cum. He needed to cum, but if the stallion didn't knot with him then there was no way that this was going to happen; forever taking him to the edge, but never letting him finish. He couldn't even thrust as the bindings held him in place. If they were going to violate and humiliate him like this, then the least they could do was to give him an orgasm.
He could hear the door open and close, but the sounds of talking were muffled by his mistress' thighs on either side of his head, along with his desperate need to orgasm dulling his mind. It felt like the stallion riding his cock was going deeper with each drop, but it was either by very small amounts, or it was just a figment of his desperate mind in hopes of release.

Adolphus hadn't realised that his legs had been untied until he felt them lifted up and a rather large stallionhood pressed against his tender tailhole. He suddenly remembered what fate had been promised at the start of the evening; to be Razher's fuck-toy.
It was too late to fight. Already his legs were against the stallion's chest and his tailhole began to stretch. Just as he felt as if his tailhole was about to rip, he felt the head ease past his pucker and glide into his body. Though his tailhole stung like crazy, he could at least be glad that Razher hadn't been first and he could only imagine how much worse it would have been had it been that large member breaking him in. Since Lucious had "popped his cherry", it wasn't as uncomfortable as he had feared and soon the larger member was fuelling his unsatisfied lust. However the stallion riding his cock was not giving his knot the attention it needed.

"Not as tight as I had hoped," Razher grunted as he slowly thrust into Adolphus' body, each push going deeper as Adolphus felt himself being opened up, "but I can understand why."

Adolphus had no idea what was going on, his Mistress was flicking her tail back and forth across his face and this forced him to keep his eyes shut while he kept trying to focus on fucking her with his tongue. His mind was lost in the pleasure and pain he was experiencing. The pain got worse as he felt his tongue being squeezed by Felicity's insides while she let out a triumphant neigh and flooded his mouth with sexual nectar. Breathing through his nose wasn't that easy as he had it pressed right into Felicity's rump, but as her neighs became whinnies, and eventually nickers, the flow eased off and she stopped moving. He was blessed with a few moments to catch his breath.

"How is he, my Fiancee?" Lucious asked as he too paused for a moment.
"He is sloppy and untrained," Felicity panted as she reached down between her legs to pull Adolphus' tongue free of her body, "but training and discipline will correct that."

The discomfort he was experiencing was intense, but with his tongue free he could at least rest for a moment and simply worry about how the two stallions were just edging him to an orgasm he wasn't going to enjoy while the young stallion continued to merely tease his knot.

"You're not going to bring him to climax that way Master Lucious," Razher chuckled. "It's almost like you're just being mean to him."
"He will cum when I am ready," Lucious replied. "I've never had a wolf before."
"His knot is not just for your enjoyment, Lucious," Felicity noted sternly. "I think it best that you reward him for his service and tie with him."
"I don't know if I am able to take something of that size," Lucious noted as he eased down to try and fit around the large bulb of flesh.
"Oh it will fit," Razher said as he put a paw on the younger stallion's shoulder to help him ease down onto the knot, "and you'll come to enjoy the sensation of a knot inside you."
Lucious moaned and whinnied as he was slowly pushed down onto Adolphus' knot, his own will melting under the grip of the older stallion.
"That's it my dear Fiancee; whinny like the little slut you are," Felicity said with a sense of triumph, "show your wife-to-be just how much you wanted to be knotted by my slave."
"You heard the Commander," Razher said in Lucious' ear as he leaned in close and gripped the base of Lucious' cock. "Show her what sort of slut you are."

With one more firm push Razher helped Lucious past the widest part of Adolphus' cock and then let gravity take over. Lucious found himself sitting on Adolphus' cock, filled with surprise as his tailhole clenched around the root of it and he felt his insides pressed out by the swollen bulb.
"Now milk him," Razher ordered Lucious as he resumed thrusting into Adolphus' body. "Squeeze him and show us all what a slut you are."

Adolphus had trouble focusing. His mind was awash with so many sensations, the strongest being his own need to orgasm, especially now that his knot was within the warm and tight confines of a body (and the fact that it was a stallion's tailhole didn't matter to him in the slightest).

Lucious wasn't much use either. A knotted cock in his tailhole, a dominant stallion giving him orders behind him while rubbing the base of his cock, and his Mistress Fiancee watching over all of it left him dazed and at the point of orgasm. The best he could do was squeeze and clench as he felt himself building towards climax.

"I think he needs some more Razher," Felicity said as she watched the sight before her. "Bite his crest like the needy little filly that he is."

All those times that he had fucked Bryce, not once had his lover clamped his jaw on the back of his neck and the crest that held his mane, but the moment he felt Razher's broad, flat teeth grip the base of his mane Lucious felt he was where he was supposed to be; being fucked, dominated and ordered by his superiors. A high pitched whinny was the sign of his submission to his fate and his cock throbbed with one of the strongest orgasms he had ever experienced in his life. Nothing mattered to him as every pulse of his abdomen sent pleasure spreading through his body.

Adolphus was equally lost in his ecstasy, the tight grip of Lucious' body what he needed to finally climax. None of the female wolves he had fucked had ever been able to squeeze him that tight, but the stallion's squeezing was amazing, and coupled with the build up he had been experiencing since he had been brought into the library, there was plenty of seed for the young stallion. All he could do was whine as he was unable to close his mouth for a proper howl.
"Listen to him," Tharmina laughed, "sounds like the bitch is enjoying his new role."
"He squeezes like you do when you're in heat," Razher panted.
"Not much else you can do my dear when you're pounding me with that massive cock of yours," Tharmina nickered as she started to rub her wet pussy, "and you're going to make me do the same when we get home."
"I don't know if I'll have it in me."
"That's because it goes in me," Tharmina joked as she slipped two fingers into her pussy. "You always put it in me."
"You two are insatiable," Felicity noted as she rubbed her belly, now slick with Lucious' seed. "I only know of one with a stronger libido."
"Quite the claim there Commander," Tharmina scoffed, "you haven't woken up with a stallion poking you in the rump, grinding himself against you as you wake up."
"No, I was the one grinding myself against my colt slave every few hours to wake him up with an erection. If my selfish father hadn't forced me to limit my number of slaves, I would have more than my mother with a fresh one to satisfy me every hour of the day. Lucious should consider himself lucky that this impossible task doesn't fall to him."

"Oh Faredae," Lucious moaned as he slowly came out of the haze he had been sent through during his orgasm. "That was..."
"Definitely his first knot," Razher chuckled.
"And the first time a stallion has bitten my crest," Lucious panted as he noticed his seed plastered all over Felicity's chest and stomach. "Sorry, my Fiancee, I didn't realise..."
"It's fine Lucious," Felicity said as she brought her cum-slicked paw up to her mouth, "but it's a pity a foal would complicate things at this stage, or else I would risk the chance to masturbate with your seed."
Felicity sucked the salty seed from her fingers as she closed her eyes.
"Mmm, you taste better than my current slave," Felicity murred as she let her fingers drop from her lips.
"Y-your gelded slave?" Lucious asked with a stammer.
"Oh he's not gelded," Felicity replied, "and I'll happily let you get familiar with his rather large stones."
"You and him," Lucious babbled, "but how are you not pregnant?"
"It's called the Balazaar cut," Madame Fiona interjected. "It's a clever little bit of surgery we use to fix the male slaves so they can't get our female clientele pregnant, yet it allows them to keep what makes them so potent. The barber that does it is rather secretive and only has about half a dozen clients on his books. One of the reasons Balazaar sex slaves are very popular."
"That sounds painful," Lucious said with a wince.
"Be glad that it's not happening to you," Felicity chuckled.
"So why haven't I heard of it?"
"Because your family is not known for its trade in sex slaves," Madame Fiona pointed out. "Your father sources some fine fabrics and furniture, but none of my colleagues have heard of your father or his agents visiting the slave markets."
"You keep tabs on that sort of thing?"
"Dear Lucious, are you not versed in your family's trade?"
"N-n-no...., I wasn't very good at it, unlike my sisters."
"Then what tickles your fancy, my Fiancee?"
"I-I-I-I......"
Lucious was surprised when he felt Razher nuzzling the back of his neck and blowing warm air between his shoulder blades.
"Show some spine for your future wife, cadet," Razher whispered in a way that just made Lucious shiver and his tail flag in anticipation of Razher sliding into his already filled tailhole.
"Blacksmithing!" Lucious blurted out as his flaccid cock gave a small throb.
"Quite the interesting trade," Felicity said as she looked down at Lucious' cock, slowly throbbing as Razher nuzzled his neck. "Wouldn't happen to have anything to do with how muscular most blacksmiths are, would it?"
"I wanted to apprentice to a mare," Lucious replied. "She had a shop near my family's city residence and when I was free from lessons I'd often go down and watch her work. She wouldn't say much, but she'd let me work the bellows in exchange for watching her form metal into all sorts of things. It seemed like magic to me."
"And your father didn't approve?"
"His ambition was for me to take over the business. When scolding didn't work, he paid the blacksmith quite a sum to sell her business and her replacement was more willing to send me running home after giving me a spanking in exchange for my father's business."
"Tharmina," Felicity said as she turned to look over her shoulder at her, "can you have Lucious put two hours in at the guard's blacksmith every day? He looks like he needs to spend some time building up his chest and arms."
"I don't wish to imply that I'm questioning your orders Commander," Tharmina asked, "but do you want to put Lucious in with Ferrer? She's got a temper on her that's hotter than her forge and you know what happened to her last apprentice."
"Something tells me that of all the people she'd be willing to take on for an assistant, Lucious has what it takes to impress her," Felicity replied with a smile. "Besides, he's not going to get kicked in the head for trying to sneak a peek under her tail."
"Ferrer is a god in her workshop and she doesn't like anyone intruding upon her space," Tharmina pointed out. "I will do the best I can, but if she flat-out refuses me..."
"She will take him on Tharmina," Felicity interrupted. "He needs the training."
"Of course Commander," Tharmina stuttered. "I shall find a way."
"And you will work hard," Felicity ordered Lucious, a finger pointed at his nose. "Ferrer is the best in the kingdom and you will learn a lot from her."
"Y-yes, my Fiancee," Lucious stammered, Felicity's dominance and Razher's nuzzling and nibbling causing blood to surge towards his cock once more. "I will learn all that I can."
Felicity tilted her head back a bit as she looked down her muzzle at Lucious, watching him tremble under her gaze and his member slowly stiffen again in anticipation of another orgasm.
'A loyal husband,' Felicity thought to herself. 'Quite the prize for all my work.'


Adolphus had sort of drifted off into his own pleasure by this point. The slow sensation of Razher thrusting into him combined with his own ongoing orgasm as he continued to squeeze small shots of his seed into Lucious' bowels left him in a dazed and unaware state. Years of conditioning had left him believing that either fucking or being fucked by a male weren't something a warrior should enjoy, but here he was doing both and enjoying every moment of it.
So he was caught off guard when he felt water spilling into his mouth, only to realise a moment later that it wasn't water.
"Pay attention, bitch," His Mistress ordered him as she crouched above his open mouth and urinated on his tongue. "I'm not finished yet."
His reflexes kicked in and he began to swallow as best he could as the bitter yet tasty liquid splashed into his mouth. Though he tried to stop as much as he could from getting in his mouth, it wasn't much use and when Felicity put her paw over his nose to stop him from breathing he had no choice but to start drinking his Mistress' urine.
It wasn't an easy job to swallow and catch his breath, but after three mouthfuls of her piss, his Mistress stepped forward and began to piss on his chest.
"You're marked as mine now, bitch," Felicity laughed. "How humiliating for you."
Adolphus didn't really care, he was just glad that he could breathe without the risk of ending up with a lungful of mare piss. He also didn't care about his Mistress' humiliating him when he felt a torrent of stallion seed start to flow into his bowels to the sound of Lucious whinnying again. He didn't care what his former squad mates would have said about him now, Adolphus felt annoyed that he had been denying himself the pleasure of being taken by a male for so long.

"Ooh, he's still moving about inside me," Lucious said as he started to stroke his reinvigorated cock. "It feels amazing."
"Well you'll have to do this one by yourself," Razher panted, his second orgasm of the evening leaving him drained of stamina. "I need to wash before I perform my last service of the night."
"Where I have a lot of pent up libido to vent," Lucious replied, rocking his hips back and forth as he stroked the upper half of his member, causing the rigid pole to flex and ooze precum.

"You enjoy your liberation then little filly," Razher said as he eased his softening cock from Adolphus' tailhole. "I need to wash before I head home and service one more mare."
"You make it sound like I'm a chore," Tharmina said with a false insulted aire. "Perhaps we shouldn't if I'm such a laborious job."
"You require so much of my effort because you deserve as much," Razher said as he walked past his wife and planted a kiss between her ears. "Perhaps you shouldn't be so demanding of me."
"Like you'd have it any other way," Tharmina called after her husband.
Razher just chuckled as he walked up to Corvin.
"You had best go clean up the mess I made in my Commander's slave," Razher said loud enough for everyone to hear. "Best you don't let our seed matt in his fur or it will take hours to clean."
Corvin gave an enthusiastic nod as his tail began to wag like crazy.
"And Lord Lucious will certainly be happy to receive your talents when you're done," Razher added with a whisper.
Though his wagging gave away how much he hoped that it would be true, Corvin gave a more restrained nod; Master Lucious was a free stallion after-all.
"Might be best if I wash up as well," Tharmina said as she stood up and stretched. "I want to see you outside the guard's barracks at midday, cadet."
"Lucious, dear Fiancee," Felicity said as she watched Lucious stroking his cock. "Did you hear your Captain is giving you an order?"
"Huh?" Lucious stammered as he looked over at Tharmina, his paw pausing near the head of his cock. "I-I'm sorry Captain…, I'm a bit distracted."
"Do you know the guards' barracks in the Northern quarters?" Tharmina asked, sounding rather strict with her tone.
"Y-yes, Captain," Lucious stammered.
"I want to see you outside the gates when you arrive at midday. You will have one chance to prove to me your dedication to your training. She may be your fiancee, but that doesn't mean you'll be able to rely on her Highness to get you out of trouble should you anger me. You will stand or fall on your own reputation."
"Y-yes Ma'am," Lucious stammered as he looked at Felicity nervously.
"She's responsible for your training," Felicity pointed out. "What she says goes."
"You're the one that wants to change, so prove to me that's what you want."
"Yes Ma'am. 12 o'clock at the Northern guards' barracks. I'll be there," Lucious confirmed.
"Good," Tharmina said as she walked after Razher, her trousers draped over her arm. "See you then, cadet, if I don't see you sooner."

As he watched the two pants-less equines leaving (though admittedly with more attention on Razher's rump than Tharmina's) Lucious felt a sense of nervousness filling his stomach. This was nothing like how he felt when Felicity was giving him orders; Tharmina's orders were stern, disciplined, and strict. She reminded him of the Sisters of the Order whose words could hold such potency and terror, only this time he didn't want to disappoint his new Captain.
"My, Tharmina knows how to get under your skin," Felicity chuckled. "I've never seen a stallion go soft so quickly before."
"She reminds me of the Sisters," Lucious noted. "Their commands were law at the convent."
"They must have inspired quite a bit of fear in you to cause such a hasty retreat."


As much as he wanted to lose himself in his assigned task, Corvin knew that he had to keep an ear out in case he was called away from one of his favourite jobs. He eased his tongue through Adolphus' stretched tailhole so he could get at the hot stallion seed buried deep within, getting as much as he could on his tongue before pulling it back into his mouth. The two stallions had gone deep, but what had spilled forward would have to satisfy his taste for the moment. Later, after Madame Fiona and her guests had left, he'd have time to properly muzzle fuck Adolphus' tailhole.
However, just as he was getting really involved with licking, he heard someone talking to him.
"Slave, come here."
Though he didn't want to be drawn away from his work, Corvin knew that he had to follow orders lest he incur his Madame's wraith.
He felt Adolphus' tailhole squeezing his tongue as he slid it free while the stallion who sat on the wolf's cock nickered.
"He's still twitching," the subby stallion said while Corvin went and stood next to him to receive his new orders.
"Slave," the Princess ordered him, "tell me your name."
"Forgive my colleague, your highness," Dovan interjected, "but he is not able to talk. His name is Corvin and he will serve you loyally."
He gave a curt bow and a smile to the Princess.
(Then I trust that you are fluent in sign language?) The Princess signed to him.
(Of course your highness,) he signed back, surprised that someone of such high nobility would know the common sign language, yet alone converse to him with it.
(Good,) the Princess signed to him. (Who else knows how to sign?)
(Only my colleague Dovan, your Highness,) Corvin signed. 
(Good. I like only having a few people know what I am saying. My captains are also fluent in signing, so if you ever need to get a message to me you can send it through them.)
(Forgive me for questioning you, your Highness, but why would you be interested in hearing from a lowly mute slave such as myself?)
(I assume that you and Dovan are the primary carers of my slave, correct?)
(That is correct, your Highness.)
(Good, please tell me if you see someone from outside this brothel talking to him.)
(Certainly, your Highness,) Corvin signed, his paws trembling a bit as he signed.
(Good, please tell Dovan the same in case he isn't paying attention to our conversation.)
Corvin glanced over at Dovan, who briefly gave him a nod.
(You may rely on us, your Highness.)
(Thank you. I like to reward loyalty, even that of slaves. So tell me how my sissy fiancee may please you.)
Corvin was taken back by this request. None ever really cared for what interested him, but the look upon her face told him that the Princess would honour his request.

He could barely get his paws to sign as he gave his answer.
(If your Highness will allow me, I would like to clean your fiancee this evening.)
(I trust that you are referring to more than just wash his body with water and a cloth.)
He madly nodded, his cheeks burning with embarrassment.
"Lucious dear," Felicity asked Lucious with a knowing grin, "have you ever had someone lick your tailhole before?"
"N-no," Lucious stammered, his sheath bulging at the thought.
"Good, then you will get to experience something new tonight."
"W-with all due respects, my Fiancee, but I think I have experienced enough this evening."
"My dear Lucious," Felicity said in a calm voice, "you smell of male seed and we cannot have your pucker leaking cum like a well-fucked filly, especially if we don't want your father to figure out the truth."
Lucious nervously looked over his shoulder to see Adolphus' balls, still pulsing occasionally, hiding beneath the hair of his tail.
"I..."
"Do not worry Lucious," Felicity said with a smile, "Corvin here will clean you up before you go, including what my slave has left within you."
Corvin waved as Lucious as he gave him a smile.
"He will...?"
"Dovan, do you mind if Corvin goes off and cleans up my future husband?"
"Your Highness, it will not cause me any inconvenience."
"Good. Lucious, Corvin will take you to bathe and you are to make sure that he cleans everything."
Lucious looked at the thin wolf standing next to him who looked very eager to clean him up.
"And Lucious."
Lucious quickly turned back to look at Felicity.
"Make sure that he cleans all of you."
Lucious gulped, remembering that the messiest part was his tailhole.
"Yes Princess," he replied, "every part of me."
"Good, now you had best be going if you are to make that meeting today."
"Today?! Is it really past midnight?"
"It's almost 2 in the morning," Madame Fiona said as she looked at her pocket watch.
"I can't believe I've been having sex for that long."
"Then you had best ease yourself off my slave so I can have some fun with him," Felicity insisted. "You aren't the only one that wants to feel a knot inside them."
Lucious wanted to wait and watch Felicity riding her slave's cock much like he had been, but it was getting late and he still had to be cleaned by a rather eager looking wolf slave.

Though the swollen knot had made him feel things he had never felt before in his life, Lucious was glad it had shrunk down to a more manageable size for him. When it had swollen up inside of him he could feel why it was called a 'tie', because there would have been no way for him to pull it out at the moment of climax. With his paws braced on the bench on either side of a well toned wolf stomach and his eyes closed lest he get lost admiring the appealing sight before him, Lucious began to ease the bulb of flesh from his body. It felt almost as good as when Razher had forced him on to it earlier. He felt his tailhole spreading as the knot squeezed through his anal ring and it took what effort he had left to stop himself playing with his own cock. He thought he could feel something under his tail, a gentle breeze or draft, but as he was doing his best to not completely lose himself to the sensation of his tailhole spreading, he dismissed it as just some trick of his mind. When the thickest part of the knot slipped free of his tailhole, a very eager tongue began licking his tender ring.
Lucious let out a squeal of surprise and had Felicity not had a paw on his shoulder to hold him still, he would have moved away from the surprise rather quickly.
"Be calm," Felicity ordered as her fingers dug in a bit, "let him clean you up."
"He just...," Lucious began, but stopped talking as Felicity began to gently pull his shoulder and draw him off her slave's cock, gaze fixed on the eager wolf working behind him.
As Adolphus' cock slipped free with a messy slurp, Lucious felt his whole tailhole being hungrily licked to ensure not a drop of seed leaked out. Now Lucious couldn't help himself and his paw reached down to rub his dangling cock and dangling balls.
"Master Lucious has certainly been deprived," Madame Fiona noted as she watched the show on display before her. "Not even virgin colts are this eager their first time."
"You have a glut of them coming through your establishment?" Felicity asked as she reached down to rub her fiancee's cock.
"I have seen my fair share of first-timers come through here," Madame Fiona noted. "One or two orgasms and they're finished. You charge them a minimum of an hour and your bitch can be back servicing customers in half an hour, fifteen if the next client wants it sloppy."
Felicity felt her own body tense at the thought of having several males having their ways with her, but she kept her composure to protect her personal image. Having her slave knot her tailhole would have to do for the time being.
"Lucious dear," Felicity sang to him, "go and let the slave finish cleaning you in a washroom; you're not the only one who has to wash and be up early."
"Huh?" Lucious asked in a stupor as he gave his head a brief shake.
"He can finish in a washroom," Felicity said, no longer singing to him, "then you can come and say goodbye after you have finished and I shall give you a parting gift."
"O-of course," Lucious said as he carefully lifted his leg over Adolphus' body.
Corvin gave Princess Felicity a sly wink before he grabbed Lucious' paw and led him off in the direction of the door.
"I trust that of all the things he will do to him, your slave won't break my future husband?" Felicity asked Fiona as the door closed.
"Corvin lacks the desire to be anything but a tongue slave," Madame Fiona replied. "So he may be licked to death, but your fiancee's corpse will be very clean by the time my slave has finished. I could organise a private session with him if you wish, your Highness."
"That will not be necessary," Felicity said as she lifted her legs up and pivoted herself around on Adolphus' stomach, "as I am sure we can teach my slave to be just as vigorous given enough time, if not more zealous."
"Of course, your Highness," Madame Fiona replied. "I trust you now intend to enjoy the primary asset of your slave now as well?"
"It would be remiss of me not to," Felicity chuckled as she sat herself on Adolphus' thighs and began to rub the softening knot.
"May I suggest that you allow Dovan here to clean his member before you take it into your body," Madame Fiona insisted. 
"There will be no need," Felicity replied. "I have never had a knot in my tailhole before and I would greatly like to rectify that problem now."
"Dovan, please go and lube the Princess' tailhole," Madame Fiona ordered, but Felicity held up her paw to stop him.
"There will be no need for that either," Felicity said as she ran her thumb over her sticky finger tips, slick with her own juices, "there's more than enough here for it to work. However, slave Dovan, can you adjust my slave's head so that he can watch me ride him?"
"It would be my pleasure, your Highness."


Before he knew what was going on, Lucious found himself pulled into one of the washrooms, pushed face-first against the door and a lupine tongue pushed into his tailhole. The sensation was amazing and as he moaned and gently beat his fists against the door, he lifted his tail like any eager horse ready to receive the sexual attention of their partner. Bryce had never done anything like this for him and as Corvin began to push his muzzle into Lucious' body with the eager intent of getting as much of Adolphus' cum from Lucious as possible, Lucious felt the last hints of guilt and longing for his old lover fading away. Bryce was his father's plaything now and even though the old stallion would never do such things as breed him, Lucious felt it best to let the old fool have him. He had done as his father had demanded and taken a mare to be his wife, except she was more than willing to let him be himself. All he had to do in return was play the role of her willing pawn, a price he was more than happy to pay for its rewards.

What Lucious couldn't believe was that even after some of the most intense orgasms he had ever had in his life, his cock throbbed against the door in anticipation of a third.
"You are amazing," Lucious moaned as one of his paws dug his fingernails into the door while his other paw rubbed the back of the eager wolf's head. "You're going to make me cum again at this rate."
Corvin couldn't say anything in reply, but as he pushed his nose and tongue deeper into the young stallion, Lucious understood just how eager the wolf was to please.
"You're fantastic," Lucious moaned, "but I want you to turn around so I can finish inside you; I don't want my seed to go to waste on the door."

Corvin had been given this request before and it often involved his client fucking his muzzle and leaving him with a nice belly full of hot cum. Some liked to finish by cumming all over his face and watching him clean himself with his tongue, but he got the feeling that Lucious wasn't going to do that.
Lucious still surprised him though.
He pulled his muzzle free of Lucious' tailhole and as the stallion turned he expected that the stallion's thick cock would be presented to him. What he hadn't expected was for Lucious to crouch down in front of him and force him to lie on the floor.
"I hope you don't mind being on your back," Lucious said as he lifted up Corvin's thighs so he could hold them against his sides. "Usually I'm the one in your position, but I just need to be the one on top this time."
Corvin shook his head to show he didn't mind while he felt relief wash over him. Being castrated left him rather underwhelming in the erection department and the only times he had ever got an erection was when someone was roughly ploughing his tailhole. He hoped the stallion would be able to give him an orgasm, but with how eager he was Corvin didn't expect him to last that long.
"We-we're going to need some lube though," Lucious said as he gave Corvin's tailhole a gentle rub. "I don't want to end up hurting you."
He was quick to scamper to his feet and hurry over to one of the wash stands, which he "conveniently" leaned over to get the lube bottle, lifting his tail to show that the thong he wore was open at the back to reveal his waiting pucker.
"You'd prefer I fuck you there?" Lucious asked as he stood up and slowly walked over to where Corvin stood.
Corvin gave a nod; being fucked on the floor always left him with a bad back.
"I'd be happy to oblige," Lucious said as he took the bottle from Corvin and removed the stopper.

Corvin patiently waited for Lucious to lube his cock, but was surprised when the first thing that he felt wasn't the large head of an equine cock, but a cool, lubed finger.
"I hope you don't mind me saying so," Lucious complimented as his thumb rubbed small circles over Corvin's rose, "but you have a very toned rump for someone of your build."
It had been ages since anyone had complimented him and as he started wagging his tail, Corvin felt his embarrassment redden his cheeks. It was really rare to find one person who was kind to him, but it seemed that he had found two tonight.
"You'll let me know if I hurt you," Lucious asked as he leaned in close with his hips pressed against Corvin's, "won't you?"
Corvin nodded as he felt the stallion start to rest his chest on his back.
Lucious put his arms around Corvin so his paws were in front of him and began to move them. It took Corvin a moment to realise that Lucious was signing to him since he wasn't used to reading paws from the back.
(Because I know you can't talk.)
Corvin felt a sudden rush of fear. Was the stallion angry with him now? Whenever a client was angry they would always take it out on him.
Lucious wrapped his arms around Corvin's middle and pulled him back to stand upright.
"Now," Lucious said as he rested his muzzle on Corvin's shoulder, "tell me what my dominant fiancee offered you for your spying services."
(I asked to clean your body after your escapades tonight,) Corvin signed.
"Interesting," Lucious said with a low nicker, "but I'm assuming your request wasn't just to wash me, was it?"
(No, sir,) Corvin signed, his training kicking back in and making him use proper titles.
"Tell me, what do you want to do to me?"
(Well, sir, my role here is to serve....)
Lucious grabbed Corvin's paws and held them still for a moment.
"Payment must be rendered for services provided," Lucious noted. "What do YOU want to do to ME?"
(I'm a little cum-slut, sir,) Corvin signed. (I enjoy feeling it inside me in one form or another. You could cum all over your stomach and I would gladly lick it from your fur.)
"I certainly feel better knowing that you'll enjoy me fucking your tailhole," Lucious said as he let go of Corvin's body. "Just let me know if I'm being too rough, okay?"
Corvin nodded as he put his paws on the wash stand and held his tail high.


Felicity sat on Adolphus' pelvis, her tail gently knocking his member as she felt her season burning in her belly and loins. She detested this time as her urge to breed always made her so needy and desperate. Celdepah would sate her need for a few hours, but as she rubbed her belly Felicity wondered if she should get Lucious to cum inside her and calm the urge with a foal. That thought started to appeal to her, but it would just cause too many problems at this time. No, Celdepah and her new slave would just have to satisfy her for now.
"I have found that warriors such as you may have the stamina to last for hours on the battlefield," Felicity said as she reached back to grasp her slave's semi-rigid cock in her paw, "but you always come up short when it comes to your sexual stamina."
Adolphus didn't care what she thought of his sexual stamina, he'd already cum twice tonight and all that he wanted to do now was sleep. His erection was more a sign of his exhaustion than his enthusiasm.
"However, there are potions and lotions that can help with your willingness to perform," Felicity added as she rubbed his member through her taught rump cheeks.
He could do many things, but this was far beyond what Adolphus' stamina could handle. Unable to talk or protest, all Adolphus could do was let out a long groan.
"You would think such a warrior would be able to last longer," Felicity reflected, "blessed with such stamina and endurance."
"I have found that it is a different kind of endurance," Madame Fiona pointed out. "It is more of a mental thing than a physical one. Once he learns and improves, his sexual stamina will increase to a more acceptable level."
"That is then and I have needs that must be satisfied now," Felicity snorted. "You have some erection lotion at hand?"
Without being prompted, Dovan left the room to acquire some.
"Of course, your Highness. It is our honour to serve your needs."

Adolphus did his best to keep his eyes open, forced to look at his Mistress as she rubbed his sensitive cock between her rump cheeks. His body needed more time to rest, but his Mistress wasn't going to give him that respite.
"Stay awake, slave," Felicity said to him as she reached back to grasp his hypersensitive knot. "You may not have to do anything, but that doesn't mean you won't watch me fuck you."
She was going to fuck him? That was a ridiculous thought. He knew his Mistress wasn't endowed with a cock, so there was no way she'd be able to fuck him. Were he not so tired, Adolphus would have chuckled. Lost thinking about how funny his Mistress' claim was, Adolphus didn't hear Dovan's return, nor Felicity's order to Dovan to start applying the lotion to his member. It was the moment when he felt a rather strong tingling sensation in the skin of his cock that Adolphus realised something was going on.
"You are lucky that I don't wish to damage you," Felicity chuckled as she watched Adolphus start to wriggle against his bonds. "With this I could keep you hard well into the morning, fucking me over and over again until I was satisfied and your cock was was ruined. No, one night won't compare with the lifetime of service you will provide."
The ache in his cock was getting worse with each passing moment. His cock throbbed eagerly, ready to please and pleasure once again, but the nerves that filled it were still raw. In fact, as Felicity rubbed her rump against his cock, he could feel the tender pain of over-stimulation beneath her touch. He hadn't cum so much since his youth.
The sensation got worse when his Mistress decided to start sliding her pucker over the length of his cock.

Adolphus was caught by surprise when he all of a sudden felt his entire, half-swollen knot swallowed up by Felicity's tail rose all in one go.
"You aren't the largest thing I have taken in my tailhole," Felicity bragged, "but I intend to ride your knot and hold it tight until it shrinks."
Adolphus let out a whine as his knot was squeezed by his Mistress' firm insides. Despite how easily his knot had slipped through, Felicity could squeeze her pucker and body so tightly around his member.
"I'm used to having a stallion fuck my tailhole," Felicity bragged as she squeezed her tailhole tightly around the root of Adolphus' cock, "and I work hard to keep myself tight."
That might have been important if she had been doing this earlier in the evening, but now the warm, tight flesh squeezing his irritated cock was far too painful. Were it not for the lotion he was sure his dick would have retreated back into his sheath by now.
"It looks like you're still rather sensitive from fucking my fiancee," Felicity noted with a smile. "This isn't what you're used to dealing with and your face gives that away."
Adolphus let out a sharp whine as Felicity lifted her hips up, clenching her tailhole as tight as she could so his knot was was being pulled while it was also being squeezed by her body.
"Look at you, brought so low," Felicity gloated as she started to rub her slick marehood. "Whining like a hurt pup for its mother and all because this little princess is being rough with her tailhole. You're pathetic."


It had been so long since Lucious had been able to indulge his true nature, and though he was starting to feel the fatigue of his jaunts, he was more than willing to fuck the tailhole of this eager anthro wolf.
However, he wasn't going to be able to straight away. Vigour and enthusiasm could get him so far, but Lucious knew from experience that trying to slide a half hard cock into someone never quite worked. As he stroked his cock, Lucious couldn't help but look at Corvin's cute little pucker as his tail wagged. The sensation of Corvin licking his tailhole had been amazing and Lucious felt compelled to return the favour.

As he knelt down and got close to the underside of Corvin's tail, he took a deep breath of the slave's scent. He'd never smelt the scent of a wolf's musk before, but as he exhaled his breath over Corvin's pucker Lucious got the feeling that the slave's scent lacked something. He decided not to worry about it as he felt the urge to run his tongue over the slave's pucker. The moment his tongue pressed against the wolf's pink star, Corvin let out a surprised whine and before he could move Lucious had a firm grip on his tail, keeping him in place and stopping him from moving.

Though the taste wasn't what he would call pleasant, and very musky, Lucious didn't find it disagreeable. Corvin had tried to resist at first, but when he realised that Lucious wasn't interested in letting him go, he resigned himself to his "fate" with a smile and a sigh. Lucious couldn't believe what he was doing, but for him the whole evening had been a night of firsts. After fucking a wolf and then riding his cock, he now found himself licking another wolf's tailhole and getting hard from doing so. When he took a moment to lean back and admire the glazed pucker of the wolf slave before him, Lucious could feel his hard cock throbbing and leaking precum onto the floor. He'd had a bunch of firsts tonight and he had full intentions of adding this to the list of his experiences.
Were it not for Corvin's incessant tapping of the top of the washstand to catch his attention, Lucious would have been so lost in the moment that he would have forgotten the lube.
"Good idea," Lucious said as he stood up and took the bottle of lube before pouring some into the palm of his paw. "It wouldn't be right to break my client on the first night."
As he watched the wolf slave give an embarrassed whine and look forward, Lucious felt a sense of pride in himself. After putting the bottle down, Lucious dipped two of his fingers into the pool of lube in his other paw and began to rub these lubed digits over Corvin's tailhole.
"I hope you don't mind if I take it slow," Lucious said as he eased his lubed fingers into Corvin's tailhole. "I've had a long evening and I'm now quite exhausted."
(Just be rough,) Corvin signed in reply. (I've always wanted to have my neck bitten.)
"Of course, sir," Lucious said as he rubbed the lube along the length of his cock, careful to ensure that no part was unslicked with oil. "I am my fiancee's servant after all."


While Adolphus found the sensitivity of his cock had subsided, his Mistress had found another way to make him hurt. She would pull herself up and over his knot before dropping back down, her tailhole sliding over his knot with no trouble and slamming her hips against his with a loud slap. His crotch was receiving a beating and it was amazing that the lotion kept him hard.
"You're amazing to feel sliding through my tailhole," Felicity said as one of her paws furiously rubbed at her clit. "A stallion may spread me with his girth, but the way your knot opens me up as I slide over it is certainly magical."
Adolphus didn't care what she felt as she whacked his balls with the dock of her tail each time she bottomed out against his hips.


Corvin had been fucked by a stallion before. Their need to breed often drove them to be fast and rough, forcing their bodies against his with violent though pleasant thrusts. Despite the pain he would feel a few hours later, he always enjoyed being a stallion's fuck-toy; especially when he got to feel their copious loads seeping from his tailhole. This rock-hard stallion was spreading his tailhole with a slow thrust until he could feel the sizeable stones pressing up against where his once were. His fingers tensed and squeezed as he savoured the hot horse member spreading him open, and the moment he felt Lucious' broad, flat teeth gripping the scruff of his neck Corvin felt his body go limp and his tongue hang from his mouth. Some of the she-wolves had talked about what it was like (they called it scruffing), but he'd never thought it would feel this good. It was rare for him to get an erection, but as Lucious slowly fucked his tailhole and breathed his heavy breaths over his neck, he could feel his cock starting to peak out of his sheath. Corvin couldn't believe how good this felt; he hadn't felt things like this since before his last Mistress had castrated him.

He wanted to howl and whine as the stallion ploughed his tailhole, but all he could do was make the occasional whimper. His prostate felt the hard shaft pressing against it and his cock began to ooze the clear precum that he was still able to make. Corvin could almost forget everything that had brought him to this point and get lost in this rare euphoria that he was feeling. Each hard thrust made his own cock flex and rub against the inside of his thong. Silent gasps all he could do to show his pleasure, especially as Lucious' grip on his neck moved and grabbed a bit more skin before giving it a gentle squeeze. He was serving his role, that of the willing bitch to his superior, and in one of those rare cases he was being rewarded for his loyal service. Soon his tailhole would be filled with this stallion's ample load and he would be in paradise, if even for just a few moments. As Lucious let his grip go on the back of his neck, Corvin expected that he would shortly hear the glorious neigh of a stallion claiming his prize, but it wasn't to be, at least not yet.

Lucious felt sorry for Corvin. The poor slave had seemingly suffered so much in his life and he deserved to enjoy this moment. Lucious ran a paw over the wolf's thin stomach and then down until he felt the simple thong the slave wore. It certainly didn't feel like that there was much contained within, but Lucious just figured that he wasn't fully erect yet. The wolf slave let out a little whimper of protest as Lucious slid his paw past the top of the thong and gently grasped Corvin's cock. He could feel his precum already staining his paw and as he teased the exposed length in his grip, he was surprised to find that, from knot to tip, the whole thing fit in his paw. Lucious felt it was a bit weird that the wolf hadn't reached his full size yet, but he figured that the poor slave just needed the extra stimulation; sex was his trade after-all. But the wolf slave was HIS client for the moment and if he needed the extra stimulation to reach his climax, then he would give him all the attention and stimulation he desired.

Was... Was the stallion rubbing his cock? He felt such shame to have the stallion rubbing his small length, he wanted his shrunken member to slide back into his sheath and hide, but with the stallion still thrusting his massive cock into him and his heavy breath blowing over the back of his head, it was almost impossible to will it to retreat.
"I want you to cum," Lucious said quietly as he gave his cock a squeeze. "I didn't get a chance to feel the Princess' slave squeeze me as he came, so I hope that you will let me feel what it's like when a wolf cums."
Corvin wanted to do something to resist. The poor stallion would be rubbing him for hours without success and he didn't want him to feel bad. If he reached back and fondled Lucious' balls then he'd be able to bring the stallion to climax and perhaps he'd forget about the fool's errand that he was on.

Oooh, but he didn't stand a chance. Those broad, flat teeth gripped the scruff of his neck once more and his body went limp. Now all he could do was lay there as the stallion pounded away at his tailhole and stroked his cock with the fruitless hope of bringing him to climax. All he could do was lay there and whimper or pant.


Adolphus' pain and discomfort continued to grow each time his Mistress dropped down his length and over his knot. Each time she dropped down and slammed her rump against his crotch she put extra pressure on his slowly filling bladder. With his mouth still forced open there was nothing that he could do to get her to stop. Then again, she'd probably just force him to hold it in until she was done and threaten punishment should he fail. No, the nag of a Mistress didn't deserve a warning; this was going to be his little rebellion of the evening and all he had to do was wait for the right moment.

His length and girth was nowhere near as big as Celdepah's, but the knot of her new sex slave was amazing, especially as it slipped through her tailhole with each pass. Stallions were well endowed, but their members were rather dull. It was always fun to feel the head flare as they came, but the swollen knot of her slave was something very different and it was rapidly bringing her to her climax. She furiously rubbed her clit as she slid over his knot time and time again with each time stretching her that little bit more. She was caught completely by surprise when she went to lift her hips and found her slave's knot had finally grown enough to tie the two of them together. She tried to pull herself free of his knot two or three times, but when she felt her tailhole starting to stretch wider than usual she realised that there was no way she could escape the tie until it shrank. She didn't see this as a problem though, not as it pulsed inside her and she was so close to climax herself. The focus of her fingertips shifted and she spread her plump pussy lips so she could finger the opening of her vagina.
"Look at it slave," she ordered as her fingertips rubbed the wet pink flesh that surrounded her vaginal passage. "Tell me that you wouldn't want to fuck it, filling it with your commoner seed and siring a bastard child in my royal womb. Pity it will never happen."

He didn't care what she was going on about.
'Oh I'm about to fill you up whore,' Adolphus thought to himself.
It certainly wasn't easy, not with the hard erection he was sporting, but his urge to breed was soon overtaken by his urge to pee and as he felt his bladder finally start to let go he was filled with an overwhelming sense of relief. Yes, his slut of a Mistress was nothing more than...
He looked at her face, surprised that she wasn't showing any signs of disgust or annoyance. In fact she was sort of smirking at him. Oh he could feel it, his warm urine was spilling into her bowels, but she looked like she didn't care. In fact, she was now starting to finger herself with more vigour than before. Did she even know what was going on?
"I'm going to make a mess of you, slave," his Mistress said as she leaned forward so she could whisper the rest, "so that no one would know you tried to humiliate me by pissing inside me."
Adolphus felt his cock being squeezed so tightly by the mare's tailhole that he could feel tears starting to form in the corners of his eyes.
"Yes!" His Mistress shouted triumphantly as she reached her climax, pulling on and squeezing the root of his cock as she moved her hips back and forth.
She nuzzled into his chest as she fingered her clit and spilled her nectar all over his crotch, pulling at his cock with her strong tailhole.

It took a few seconds before he could smell it over the other scents that filled the room. He almost mistook it for the smell of his Mistress' urine all over his face. The warm sensation of fluids flowing onto his crotch weren't just her nectar and sweat, but also her urine. The scent was overwhelming and the scent of horny mare once again overtook him. He wished so much to just overpower his Mistress and rape her, getting his revenge and leaving her a cum-stained mess. He wanted so desperately to cum inside her, but his sensitive cock was being abused by his Mistress.
"Yes my slave," his Mistress said to him quietly, "you are my property and everyone will know it. You will stink of my scent until you learn this truth."


No matter how hard he tried, Corvin could not will himself to move. This was something new, something that he had never felt before. Often his job required him to help his client reach climax; even when he was laying on a washstand it was expected of him to move his hips in time with the client's thrusts, but his body just wouldn't move. He could feel his knot starting to swell a bit, something that hadn't happened to him in years, and as the stallion atop him gave it a gentle squeeze he was caught off guard by something he hadn't felt since... a long time ago.

He wanted to let out a howl as he felt his first true orgasm in years shoot along his cock, but all he could do was mime a howl. His body moved in reflex as he spilled his clear seed across Lucious' paw and onto the inside of his thong. The moment Lucious' bite on the back of his neck eased, he felt the weakness in his limbs ease and he could start to move around.
"You feel so tight when you squeeze me," Lucious whispered in his ear. "Are all wolves this tight?"
If Lucious hadn't been firmly gripping his waist then he was certain that he would have slid off the washstand and collapsed to the floor. He felt fatigue wash over his body, something that he was having trouble fighting against, but as he let his eyes close he became fully aware of the long thrusts of the stallion behind him still fucking away at a steady pace. Had he just cum before a stallion?

Lucious was exhausted. His body was starting to get sore and weak, but he promised himself that he wasn't going to stop until he gave the slave Corvin what he desired. The wolf lay there, apparently exhausted by the orgasm he'd just had and Lucious hoped that he hadn't hurt the wolf slave. The only thing that told him the wolf was okay was the tailhole clenching his cock in a rhythmic fashion. He felt that Corvin was giving him something that Bryce never had; mutual sex. The more he thought about it, how he was always the one beneath Bryce, or sucking his cock, the more Lucious realised that Bryce had just been using him. It had never been mutual, it had always been one sided.
Tonight had been the first night that Lucious could have actually been himself and now, he was going to enjoy it.

He had to wake up. This was his role and he could be punished for not doing it correctly. He tried to lift himself up off the washstand, but he couldn't get his arms to move. Yet somehow his back was straightening. Lucious had wrapped his arms around his chest and lifted him up so his back was pressed against the stallion's body. Still the stallion kept thrusting and he could feel him getting close as the flare of his cock started to open up and rub against his insides. He wanted so much to moan and whine in ecstasy, but without his voice all he could do was pant. So close, the stallion was so close and he would feel his warm seed filling his body and as Lucious gripped his shoulder in his teeth, the warm torrent began to flow into him. It was paradise.