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"I never thought I'd walk through these gates again..." Colt said, mostly to himself, as he ignored the look of disgust from the guards they passed. It wasn't like he could blame them; the tasmanian devil didn't look or even feel his best, thanks to his new "master" Xavier. The Sabertooth tiger, who currently strutted down the brick paved roads of the capital as if he owned the place, had not been merciful to the tasmanian devil. It had become a nightly ritual: Colt would find himself bound, fucked, and teased by the feline. Like the first night, Colt felt the same way about having his hole spread; it was painful and humiliating. But as weeks went by, the devil could at least say it wasn't quite as painful anymore.

He narrowed his eyes at the sabertooth's back; he couldn't stand the blue tunic Xavier wore. The color of blue was a proof of nobility, and it made most of the commoners on the street scuttle away from them as they walked by. And while Xavier's clothes looked as fresh as if a maid had just washed them the previous day, Colt's clothes showed signs of two weeks of travel. His black silk tunic was caked with mud, his slacks were ripped from the ankles on upward, he no longer had his shoes, and the gold chain he had pillaged from the same merchant he stole the tunic from was now replaced by a golden noose.

"I'm not surprised. If you had come to the capital, you'd have been apprehended," Xavier said, without looking back. His finger curled around the golden rope and tugged, making Colt growled as the noose around his neck tightened.

A raging heat filled the devil's chest, but he had no choice but to hold it back. The spell that Xavier had cast upon him at the Red Brick tavern hadn't waned. Instead, it had grown stronger. Any time he so much as thought of killing Xavier, he felt a powerful electric surge race through his whole body.

The tasmanian devil could tolerate Xavier tugging him around with a rope like some prized pet, but he couldn't stand feeling like some dirty beggar. The sabertooth had allowed him to wash his body, but not his clothes. Mainly because the feline didn't want to put his tongue in a "dirty hole".

The image of Xavier rimming him made his asshole flex. It was probably the only thing he actually enjoyed about the nightly rituals. The feel of that slender tongue snaking out, grooming and slobbering over his hole had become as addictive as aged wine.

"Whatever..." He said, keeping his head low and his eyes on Xavier. It was better for him to look at his arrogant prick of a master than to pay heed to the citizens that watched Xavier as he marched him down the street. "Where are we going now?"

"We'll be going to where the first squad is located at. The kingdom prefers each squad to live near one another in case of an emergency, and to encourage cooperation." Xavier's tail twitched with a hint of annoyance. "I've been away for some time now and I need to report to our Captain."

Colt's head tilted curiously at the feline. This was the first time he'd seen Xavier flustered since they'd met. I wonder who this captain is?

Although Colt had been a general, his ranking wasn't high enough for him to so much as think of the magi division. They were like gods to the civilians in the kingdom. There were a total of six squads, from what the tasmanian devil remembered, and each was ranked by their power and importance to the kingdom. Xavier was a part of the first squad, which could only mean that his power rivaled the king's and the high council. Such power was enough to make most people fear even looking at them side ways. Still, it surprised him when they did arrive to the first squad courtyard. Most nobles lived in the innermost part of the city, preferring to socialize with one another rather than with the common folk. However, the magi division was actually located nowhere near the noble's quarter.

When Colt noticed that Xavier was actually leading him towards the section of the city where the king had set up residence for wealthy merchants and other guilds, he couldn't help being surprised. It wasn't uncommon for a noble to live in this area, since the merchants that could live here were worth their time and weren't bad company. There was also a greater deal of land to own and create a manor on, but since most nobles owned their own manor's outside of the capital, they prefered the courtyards that resided in the noble district more than anything else.

Apparently that wasn't the case for those in the magi division, as Colt saw them approaching a manor. "What the hell?" Colt looked towards Xavier then back at the towering iron fence that surrounded the manor. There were eight houses within the fenced area, which had to host each member of the squad, except the manor that was stationed in the center of the property, and the servants quarters. "This... This is where the first squad is located?"

Xavier nodded, and smirk. "Aye! You thought we would be coped up with those richy little pricks didn't you?" Colt didn't dare say anything, so instead he opted to avoid contact, which got a surprising laugh from his master. "Please. What point is it to reside with them? This location will make most think we're just a rich merchant company.

"That alone is enough to allow us to live and work in peace without being bothered with either nobels trying to build connections with us, or commoners pestering us. It also serves the purpose of stopping any fool that believes he can storm the capital to find a rude awakening." Xavier chuckled as he walked towards the door.

Colt gulped at what his master said. He wasn't wrong: If an invading country tried storming the capital, it would be hard for the soldiers to not loot and ravage the civilians as they conquered the city. Therefore, if they charged into this compound to steal and kill the "merchants" that lived inside, they would find that they would be the ones killed.

Colt felt the noose tighten the moment Xavier walked inside, forcing him to follow after. Squad one's manor was large and spacious. Long strips of bricked pathways trailed from the front gate up to the manor and split apart to lead to the other houses in the distance. From how huge the property was, it could only be imagined how many servants worked around the clock to keep the place presentable.

"Xavier!" Someone called out, stopping both Colt and the sabertooth in mid stride. "There you are. Here I thought you had finally gotten yourself killed on one of your petty little missions."

The fur on the back of Colt's neck stood on end at the person's words. Whoever had the balls to say that to his master was not someone that he had the ability to cross. When he looked over he saw a yellow kangaroo strutted across the courtyard. He wore a blue jacket that hung loosely around his shoulders, blowing back in the breeze. Embedded onto the upper right corner of the roo's black shirt was the insignia of the first squad.

"And who is this disgusting little fellow?" The kangaroo asked, his black striped ears flicked. "You normally don't bring back any toys from your mission unless you want to torture them thoroughly. So what did this one do?"

"Torture?" Colt heart drop.

"Well of course, who do you think Xavier is? Our big strong sabertooth is the coldest member of our little group. If there's information that someone has that we need, but won't talk, then we'll give them over to Xavier. Normally they'll start talking in a few hours time. If he let's them." The kangaroo chuckled. "It's been awhile since we had any lively screams echoing from your dungeon, Xavier. I guess that's about to change here soon."

"Would you shut the fuck up, Roy?" Xavier's eyes narrowed as the kangaroo walked up beside him. "What I do is none of your business."

"But I like being in your business. Especially if it get's me another fun test subject." Roy's eyes shifted towards Colt.

"What the hell do you mean by test subject?" Colt's brows furrowed.

Before Roy even had a chance to continue a flash of light appeared between the three of them as a book appeared. Roy's expression grew dark and he jumped back, and the noose around Colt's neck loosened as Xavier dropped the rope and grabbed the book. "Touch this one Roy, and I'll let you experience what your experiments feel like when you toy with their insides."

The kangaroo huffed as he tucked his paws into his jacket's pockets before turning around. "Very well, Xavier. I'll give you some face today and avoid taunting you in front of your play thing. Though make sure to keep a close eye on him. Else I might just come and steal him away from you."

"Roy!"

Right when Xavier took a step forward, the earth rumbled beneath their feet. Colt's eyes widened and he quickly jumped back. Xavier was not to far behind him as his feline reflexes had allowed him to jump further back than Colt. As for the kangaroo, he had already hopped away before even Xavier and Colt could even react.

A massive earth spike that was the size of four grown men erupted from where the three of them had been at, causing Colt to lose his balance and fall on his ass. "What the hell is going on here?!" The devil's head shot up towards the direction of the shout.

Xavier sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose before glaring off towards the patio that sat on the second story of the manor. "Was there really a need to do that, captain?"

Captain? Colt saw a dark brown bull that was built like a brick house, leaning over the stone railing with his eyes trained on them. For someone like Colt, an ex general who had seen his fair share of men, he could tell just from a single glance what kind of person this captain was. Stern, strict, law abiding, was all the things the captain's eyes said the moment they met with the three of them. It reminded Colt of General Tiberius, a cold-hearted lion who would take the reigns of his army and drive them to victory whether they liked it or not. He was also a person you NEVER wanted to piss off.

Which these two mages also seemed to agree with. Colt noticed quickly how on guard his master stood, and even how frustrated Roy was by how his tail thrashed against the ground. "If you two want to act like children, then I'll treat you like such," the captain said. "Xavier, where the hell have you been at?"

"Does it matter?" Xavier cocked his head at the bull.

The septum ring bounced at the heavy exhale from the bulls nose. "It does when we have an actual mission that we need you to take." With a wave of his paw the spike melded back into the ground, making it seem like nothing had happened. "Also who is this with you?"

"He's my new servant," Xavier said.

More like sex slave! Colt wanted to cry out in disgust. Why was it that he had to have the shitty luck of running into this devil of a sabertooth? Colt's nose twitched as he looked back up to see the curious look in the bull's eyes as he waited to hear from him. "I'm this bastard's new servant, as much as I hate to admit it."

The noose tightened around his neck and he gasped loudly. "Watch it, pup." Xavier's command was strong and harsh. It gave no room for negotiation, which made the tasmanian devil hate it.

"What did he do to deserve having you as his master?" The Captain asked Xavier as a smile finally appeared on his face.

Are all mages assholes? Colt wanted to slap the grin off the kangaroo's face, but he didn't want to experience the so called "experiments" that Xavier was mentioning.

"Colt is an ex general of the kingdom who was expelled due to several accounts of rape. He was once a member of the Blood Soaked Devil bandits, but betrayed them to a rivaling gang after a dispute with their leader. I had captured him at the Red Brick Tavern, not far off from Lifton. Since I took a liking to him I figured it wouldn't hurt to have a servant for a change." Xavier shrugged his shoulders as the book in his paw vanished.

The Captain nodded his head as if nothing Xavier said seemed to bother him. "Well as long as he doesn't cause any trouble then there should be no issue with him being here."

"You can't be serious!" The moment the Captain finished talking, Roy instantly jumped in. "It's one thing if Xavier had gone and picked up a decent little slave or even had snatched one of the royals butlers for his own. However, an ex-bandit? One who wasn't even fit to be a general? That is purely disgraceful!" The kangaroo spat right on Colt's feet. "We're the first squad of Magi division. There is no reason we should lower ourselves to such standards to take such low quality servants."

The hair on the back of Colt's neck stood up. He ignored the warning glance from Xavier, ignored the tension around his neck, and clenched his fist. "For someone that likes to show off his prestige like some prized peacock, you sure don't seem like you deserve it."

Roy glared at the tasmanian devil. "A mutt like you should know his place."

"A rat like you should do what he does best. And scurry away." Colt spat at the kangaroo.

When his spit hit Roy on his chest the kangaroo's eyes grew bloodshot. A loud hum echoed throughout the entire compound and small symbols started to glow along the brick pathways. Colt breathed in sharply as Roy stormed over to him. With each step the kangaroo took, the humming grew louder and an indescribable pressure pushed down on the tasmanian devil to the point he felt dizzy. "You mangy mutt!"

Xavier took a step forward and a sheet of paper flew from his pocket. A dark red glow erupted from it that had Colt wanting to run, yet at the same time making him feel safe.

"Enough!" A loud clap over powered the humming. Both Roy, Colt, and Xavier looked over at the bull, whose expression was more serious. "Roy, back down. You've overstepped your boundaries."

"Surely you jest! A mere bandit had the gall to not only look down on me, but even to spit on me! How is that overstepping my boundaries?!" Roy snapped.

The bull crossed his arm. "You had no right in the first place to judge Xavier for his choice of servants. As mages from the Magi division, we have the power to decide who and what serves us. It is not right for us to judge others amongst our squad on their choices or even how they conduct themselves. If Xavier wants a bandit as a servant, then so be it. If he wants the damn duke of the east province's son as his butler, then so be it! You should remember this well." The Captain looked over to Xavier. "Also, teach your boy to be more mindful of his words. I admire one who fears not for his life, but he is still under your care and responsibility. Understand?"

When Xavier nodded, the Captain sighed, turned and walked away. "When you get him situated come and find me in my office. We need to discuss some important matters that have been pushed off for far too long."

"Very well, Captain." Xavier sighed and glared at the kangaroo, who looked like he was ready to rip Colt in two. "Be happy that the Captain was here to step in. Next time you won't be so lucky."

Roy's tail lashed and he spat again, this time away from both the tasmanian devil and the sabertooth's direction. "Peasants, always flocking together like a bunch of pigeons. Be careful not to screw up, kitty, because if you do I won't hesitate to make you my next play thing!" Turning away, the kangaroo stormed off.

Finally, silence embraced the courtyard as only Xavier and Colt remained. "What the hell am I doing here..." Colt sighed, his shoulders slumped.

A soft chuckle escaped Xavier's muzzle. "This was your decision. You could have chose death."

"I'd rather not find myself either on the chopping blocks or at your mercy, Mr. Executioner..." Colt paused then looked at Xavier. "So are you really a torturer?"

"To an extent, yes." The golden noose around Colt's neck vanished along with the rest of the rope. "Each person in our squad has a certain role that they're best at. As much as I hate to admit it, Roy is the best alchemist in the entire kingdom. Rarely is there a sickness that he can't cure, and his ability to work runes and enchantments is quite amazing.

"While the Captain is considered the strongest out of all of us. He is the only mage I know that is truly proficient in all five elements. He studies them equally and can control them all fluently to the point that calling him a genius would only be a disgrace to his name.

"As for myself..." Xavier smiled that devious little smile which he normally gave when he had anything but good intentions in the mind. Colt felt his feet stuck to the ground as the feline took a step up to him. Colt's eyes locked on to Xavier's, but what he said next made the devil's heart stop. "I'm the most proficient killer in the first squad."

"So you are an assassin?" Colt asked, as he felt his skin crawl at how close Xavier was to him.

A warm wisp of the sabertooth breath brushed against the tasmanian devil's jaw, making his body hot and his sheath thicken uncomfortably so. "I take on such missions from time to time... If you need someone dead or a group of people to vanish, I'm the guy you'll come too. If you need information extracted fast and efficiently, I have more ways than I can count to make it possible while making sure the information is accurate. That's why Roy backed down, because even the Captain might not be able to save him if he truly crosses my bottom line."

Colt's ears went back. "You actually have a bottom line. That's new."

"It's only for when someone goes after what's mine." Xavier smiled, his thumb and finger pinched the tasmanian devil's chin, lifting it. "Because only I have that right."

An unspoken shudder coursed through Colt, but he didn't try to stop him, instead he allowed his master to stroke his chin with his thumb. "So why did you get rid of the rope? Aren't you afraid of me running away while you sleep?"

Xavier's eyes gleamed with humor before tapping the devil's chin once more with his thumb. They both knew that Colt killing Xavier was not going to happen, but he had never once had a chance to try and run away. Then again, with that golden noose always wrapped around his neck and his master's personality, he had lost all hope in even trying, though from that look that Xavier gave him, it was obvious that the rope was only an accessory. "Because, you've already been branded as my servant. That won't change no matter how much you want to try and fight it."

"Branded? What the hell do you..." Colt's eyes widened as he felt the spell inside of him start to move. "You bastard! That spell you placed on me back then, it was to brand me as your slave from the start!"

"Of course."

"Why?!" Colt shouted and grabbed Xavier by the scruff of his tunic.

The sabertooth tiger only cocked his head, but there wasn't a hint of anger on his face. "Because, we're similar." Xavier said and touched the devil's paw. "In more ways than one, if you couldn't tell."

Colt's fist tightened around the feline's tunic, but he eventually let go. "Fucking sick psychopath..."

As Xavier straightened out his tunic, Colt caught a glimpse of something in the sabertooth's eyes. However, it was gone before he could figure out what he saw "That makes the two of us. Come. I can't have my one and only servant looking like shit."

Then why did you have me walk around looking like a homeless bum with an ass full of seed for the last few days?! The tasmanian devil quickly bit his bottom lip just to stop him from cussing the feline out. Out of all the people in the world, he had to be subjected to this asshole as his master.

He sighed and followed after his master. Xavier was quiet, more so than usual. Normally the feline was quick to poke fun at and jab at the tasmanian devil whenever he let his guard down. Yet, since they ran into the kangaroo, he had not been himself. Which, for some odd reason, bothered Colt.

"So what's the kangaroo's issue with you?" Colt asked as they walked towards the three story brick house in the distance.

"Oh, a lot of things." Xavier huffed. "Roy is the type of mage who believes that only those of royal or noble blood should be able to fill the upper ranks of the magi division. Especially when it comes to squad one. However, I'm the only commoner here." The air around them chilled along with Xavier's eyes. "Since I joined the ranks, he has made every attempt to bring me down. However, no matter what he has done, he has yet to be able to stop my progression.

"It has only been a few months since the captain gave me the rank of second in command, which put half of our squad at odds. Of course none will say anything to the captain about it, and outside of Roy, no one has the balls to step up to me either." Xavier stopped the moment he realize Colt was no longer walking. "Confused?"

Colt's brows furrowed. "Why is it that you're telling me all of this?"

A coy smile perked up, showing off more of the felines tusks. "You're my first and main servant. Also, Roy is the type of person that when slighted, won't take it standing down. If it wasn't for the fact that he can't hold a candle to me in strength, he would have already beaten me down like the filthy beggar I am."

The tasmanian devil's nose flared up as he continued to walk by the sabertooth's side. "Sounds like most noble bastards. They care about both, their bloodline and the face they have gained over the countless years their family have been around, and detest everyone else that isn't a part of their world." He paused, but when he noticed Xavier didn't say anything he continued. "However, when shit hits the fan, they're usually the ones that panic without knowing what's up from down."

Xavier nodded in agreement as they finally arrived. "You're right. Most nobles only care about their face, never wanting to truly get their paws dirty. You and me are different from the majority of them, but you must make sure that you don't let that mouth of yours cross the others." Xavier turned around, and placed his thumb at the devil's Adam's apple. Colt didn't even dare to swallow the spit that formed in his mouth as the feline's eyes narrowed at him. "I can handle Roy, but if you cause too much trouble for me, know that I won't hesitate to let the others do away with you... However, do right by me and you will not have to worry about a thing in your life."

The tasmanian devil gasped and rubbed his neck when Xavier pulled away from him. "Are all you fucking mages so savage?"

Xavier shrugged and tucked his paw into his pants. Colt was fast to pick up the way the sabertooth stared at his bulge, which made his back tense up. "Not all of us. Phil is the kindest cougar. Not sure how he is even a part of our squad. Speaking of which, if you run into trouble and I'm not here, go to him or Virgil, the hyena. They'll protect you." Xavier turned around and paused again. "Also if you're in that much need for your master's dick, I can also give it to you after my meeting with the captain."

"FUCK OFF!!!" Xavier laughed at Colt's outburst and continued to walk inside. Punching the wall, Colt growled lowly at the pain as it killed his semi-hard on before he also went inside. Xavier's home wasn't overly decorated like Colt had thought. The living room was massive with a fire pit, a simple rug in front of it and a couch. Outside of that there were several bookshelves filled completely with tomes. There were also a few pictures that caught Colt's eyes as they walked towards the stairs.

Old but detailed paintings of the kingdom's history hung across the walls, along with images of other magi squads, including squad one. There were seven of them: Roy, the Captain, his master, Phil, Virgil, a crocodile, and a bat. All seven of them were standing side by side with stiff, dull expressions that looked so much like mannequins. Still, Colt made sure to take note of each and every one of them. He already had Roy pissed at him; he shouldn't make enemies of the others on accident.

Once upstairs, Colt noticed four closed doors down the hallway, but when his master walked to the one on the end, he quickly figured it was his room. "You'll be staying in the room over there." Xavier said, pointing to the room across from his own.

"Wait, I'm living with you?!" Colt felt the blood drain from his face. He had at least expected to live with the other servants, that way he could get a bit of space from this lunatic. But now Xavier had even killed that sliver of hope.

Xavier smiled as he walked into his room and opened up his dresser. "Of course. I would like my head servant as close as possible to me. How else can you learn to serve me if you don't know me?" He undid his belt. "Come here, help me undress."

Colt's brow twitched at the command, but because of the spell inside of him starting to shift around he only hesitated a moment before walking over to his master side. He didn't need to be directed on what Xavier wanted, since this was also apart of their nightly ritual. Getting on his knees behind the feline, he tugged down both, the sabertooth's pants and underwear, down to his ankles.

His nose flared up at the feline's musky scent and his mouth began to water at the sight of the rarely seen plump rump of the sabertooth. It wasn't as delicate and round as a woman's, which he prefered. However, he had gotten to catch a few glimpses of his master's muscular ass and a hunger that he had nearly forgotten filled him. When he looked up at Xavier, a flicker of humor danced in his eyes as he tossed off his tunic. "I reward those that do right by me. Remember that."

Colt's eyes widened, but he nodded his head as he helped his master step out of his shoes. He wasn't a fool and knew exactly what Xavier was hinting at. If he served him well then he would get to savor the feline's ass. To be able to ravage his master's hole would be an an amazing treat that he never thought he'd be able to indulge in.

He wanted to grab the feline by the scruff of his neck, shove his face into the ground and watch his ass stay up in the air as if begging for him to bury his rod deep inside. The same way that had been done to him countless times.

He helped his master get into a clean pair of underwear and slacks, pulling the sabertooth's tail through the hole in the cloth. After getting to his feet, he also neatly buttoned up a dark violet tunic that he grabbed from the dresser around the sabertooth. "When will you be back?" He asked once he was done.

Taking a look at himself in the mirror Xavier said, "It depends. Normally if I'm being summoned it's a mission of major importance. I should be back by midnight the latest. Though you should expect us to be heading out not too long after. We'll definitely be sent out somewhere fun."

Colt snorted, but the idea of tagging along for something that didn't involve a dick in his ass did send thrills of joy through him. "Better be. I need something more to do than this shit."

"You're never going to get better at your mannerisms, are you?" Xavier cocked his brow.

"Of course not." Colt rolled his eyes.

Smiling, Xavier walked to the door. "Good. I'd rather have someone that is blunt and honest instead of someone who's fake. Though, Colt, make sure by the time I get back that you take a bath and that my books are laid out nice and neat. I'd rather like to see how well you clean." He laughed and closed the door behind him.

"Bastard!" Colt didn't even bother to hide the annoyance in his voice as he kicked the pile of clothes. Glaring at the pile of books, scrolls, and clothes all over the place he felt like he had walked into the men's barracks all over again. "I hate cleaning! Of all the things, you had to have me as your only servant!" He groaned and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

This bloody feline is too much. I have half a mind to say fuck it all and just take a bath and not clean up a damn thing. However, if he comes back and things aren't clean, then I know what he'll do... Colt's head dropped in defeat. Xavier would excuse him for being dirty for a bit longer, but if his room wasn't clean, then in that evil feline's eyes Colt would have failed his test. Which meant a punishment Colt was not willing to suffer.

Taking a deep breath he clenched his fist and started getting things in order as best as he could. He had no idea the way Xavier liked to organize his books, nor did he care. So any book he picked up was just placed neatly on the bookshelf and any scrolls he gathered were put into a chest. He had made sure to place the dirty clothes of his master into a hand woven basket that he found off by the corner of his bed, and even went out of his way to make up the sabertooth's bed before tackling his own room.

By the time his first true job as Xavier's servant had came to an end, the sun was already setting over the horizon. It had taken him several hours to clean just two rooms, especially his own since Xavier obviously had used it as a storage room. "Finally it's over!" Colt's body eased up as the idea of a hot, warm bath filled his mind. "Since this is done, if Xavier comes back sooner than later at least this is done. Now I need a hot, long bath," he said and yanked up a towel from inside of a dresser in his room. Two weeks of no bathing had put him in a bad state of mind, worst than what it needed to be.

Tossing the towel over his shoulders, the tasmanian devil started to hum an old tune to himself for the first time in weeks. He had already remembered seeing the massive barrel out the back of the house. It wasn't the tub Xavier used, but he didn't care. Servants never got to wash in a tub anyways, and some masters didn't even find a need for them to bathe.

So even the massive barrel was a soothing thought for a weary body.

Opening the back door, Colt took a few steps outside before a sharp spike of pain hit him in the back of his head, followed by a sea of darkness.

"Ugh..." Colt groaned and winced as he shifted across the cold, hard surface of whatever it was he laid on. His eyes creaked open but snapped back close at both, the bright orange light and his headache. "What the hell is going on?" Sitting up he forced his eyes open slower this time, getting used to the light in the area. Rubbing his head, he looked around and his eyes widened.

He was definitely downstairs in someone's basement, but from the layout it was definitely not his master's. His house was messy, with books, pens, and other little things. The basement he found himself in was extremely clean, minus the strange symbols and signs that littered the walls or the massive circle on the floor.

Colt's brow furrowed as he noticed the shelves had bundles of herbs and plants, which explained why it smelt like a small garden. Getting to his feet he stumbled, only to look down and see that not only were his ankles chained to the ground, but he didn't have a shred of his clothes on his body. "By the gods, don't tell me Roy is the same as Xavier!"

"Oh? You just woke up and you already figured out where you were at. I guess a lowlife general still has some skill to him." Colt's ears dropped as he glared back toward the stairs as he experienced a horrible sense of deja vu. The kangaroo was sitting on the stairs with an ugly smug look on his face. "Also how dare you say I'm the same as that disgusting rat!"

Colt frowned and shifted a bit. After being tugged around by a rope for several weeks, he had quickly gotten over the uncomfortable feeling of being bound. Though he was still wary of the kangaroo in front of him. "I don't see how you're not, seeing as I'm bound and naked in your basement. Let me guess, putting me through some of your horrendous experiments?" Colt mocked.

The kangaroo growled lowly but then smiled. "You are like your master. Stubborn and unaware of your own place in the world. So let me enlighten you on how things work around here. Just because we aren't allowed to kill or maim others' servants, we can definitely 'discipline' them."

At the sound of that, the kangaroo snapped his fingers, the symbols on the walls lit up and that strange humming sound vibrated from the walls once again. Unlike before, that annoying dizzy sensation didn't come, but the devil's body felt like it was ten times heavier than what it normally was. If it wasn't for the fact he had trained under heavy weights, he doubted he'd be able to stop his knees from hitting the ground.

He clenched his fist and his knees started to bend, but he refused to fall, even as the pressure increased as the kangaroo walked over to him. "Not bad. Truly not bad! That brat Xavier actually gained a wonderful specimen. All of my servants would be lying face down on the ground, begging for mercy at this point." The kangaroo's tail thumped on the ground as his eyes trailed over Colt's body.

The way Xavier normally glanced over him made the devil feel scared yet excited due to the hunger in his eyes. The way Roy looked at Colt made him want to slam his fist into the kangaroo's face, as the only thing that glowed in his eyes was the same interest a scholar had when he finds something that catches his interest.

"I'm not some tool for your fucking games, Roy!" Colt growled, which made the kangaroo's tail thrash, dangerously. "Also, don't think Xavier will let this slide. You know if you cross his bottom line that no one is going to save you."

The kangaroo huffed and slammed his fist into the devil's stomach, which made him cough. "Shut it! Don't think I'm scared of your master. Besides, he won't know what happened here today. Didn't you wonder why I waited until you left his blasted house before kidnapping you?" The kangaroo crossed his arms. "Because mages hate having their threshold crossed by others. So we set up wards to let us know when another walks inside. In other words, he has no idea where you are or that you're in trouble.

"Even more so, he won't know a thing about what transpires here because I won't let you speak a damn word about what I'm going to do to you."

Colt smirked, which seemed to annoy the kangaroo even more as he slammed his fist into the devil's stomach again. This time though, he just laughed and spit on the kangaroo's face. "Tough words. However, I doubt you can keep my mouth shut."

Roy touched the trail of saliva on his face and his eyes dilated. The symbols on the room glowed brighter and the pressure in the room increased more. This time there was no way Colt could stop himself from falling to his knees. "Oh, I think there is. But first, I always wondered why that mangy feline always found an interest to men. I guess I'll find out after practicing a few experiments on you."

Colt struggled to look up at Roy, as he walked over to his side. Without realizing it, his ass clenched up out of an untold fear that Xavier had instilled on him whenever he did the same thing. However, when Roy moved farther away and towards the center of the strangely designed circle, it made Colt feel uneasy.

Finally, the kangaroo stopped and tossed off his jacket along with his tunic. The devil's eyes narrowed at the black symbols layered around the kangaroo's shoulders and down his arms that resemble the ones on the walls. Clapping his palms, the dark lines glowed a bright silver and the circle underneath followed suit.

Colt's heart shot up into his throat at what he saw.

A soft, white mist filled the room from the magical circle below their feet. From the middle, a figure slowly started to rise up. Bright red eyes stared down at him as the figure towered over the kangaroo. When the mist thinned out, Colt was able to see the thick, brown furred wolf. However, no normal wolf should be that tall nor look like he could snap a full grown maple tree with a swipe of his paw.

"A werewolf?!" Colt wanted to break the chains and run. Everyone had heard stories of werewolves, from the most educated nobleman's son to a farm boy. They were rare and mostly only could be found in the western kingdom of their enemies' territories. They looked like normal wolves, but were much stronger, faster, and feral. A single one had been known to kill a battalion and their muscles were so thick and hard that even a spear might not be able to pierce their flesh.

A proudful smile sprouted up on the kangaroo's face as he rubbed the back of the werewolf. "That's right. My little prize possession here was something I caught when we had a mission not too long ago. Since then I struggled to break this little guy's mind to make him into the perfect submissive pet. With a few modifications of course." Roy glared at Colt before going over to sit at the large old oak table. Colt's blood ran cold when he saw the kangaroo pull down his pants and underwear. "Why don't you play with our guest?" He asked while stroking his sheath.

"Wait, you can't mean--" His words got caught in his throat as his eyes dropped down to see the tip of the werewolf's cock poking out from his sheath.

"What's wrong, you were all bark just a few minutes ago, what happened to your bite?" Roy grinned and snapped his fingers. The pressure in the room lessened dramatically, which allowed Colt to jump up to his feet. However, before he could make a move to at least defend himself, his jaw dropped.

He heard the sound of what had to be flesh ripping coming from the approaching werewolf as a long, light pink-colored tentacle slithered out of it's back. There was not a drop of blood dripping from it, however Colt didn't miss the change in smell in the room, nor the gooey, clear slime that covered the appendage, and how the tip looked too much like a penis head. A low hungry rumble escaped the wolf's throat as it shot off like an arrow towards Colt.

"Wait!" However, the tasmanian devil's plea fell on deaf ears as the werewolf grabbed him up by his wrist. Colt winced and gasped at the pain. If the wolf hadn't been directed to "play" with the devil, then Colt didn't doubt for a second that it could have ripped his arms out of the socket.

"Remember, no physical damage. I can't have Xavier tying anything back to me." Roy called out.

Colt looked over at the kangaroo and growled because Roy was rock hard and stroking himself at the scene before him. The devil swore that this bastard was sicker than his master. However, his attention was brought back as a warm touch pressed against his waist. The tasmanian devil's head snapped down to see the tentacle had wrapped around his lower half and continued up his back, over his shoulder, and nuzzled up to his cheek.

A gentle aroma filled Colt's nostrils and his body instinctively relaxed. "Wha-what's going--" He didn't get a chance to finish his statement as the tendril pushed past his lips and rubbed the inside of his mouth.

His eyes rolled back and an unintentional, aroused moan came from him as the colorless, slippery slime filled his muzzle. It had a strange taste, one that Colt had never experienced, but definitely enjoyed as he found himself swallowing it down. Like a glass of mead, it slipped down his throat smoothly, leaving a trail of heat that flowed throughout his body.

The tasmanian devil went limp, enthralled by the appendage as it thrusted in and out of his mouth. A soft grunt brought Colt back to reality as his eyes, which he never realized were shut, opened up to see four more tentacles wiggling in the air behind the werewolf. Unlike the one that had matted his fur down with slime, these were black and thick as a child's arm.

Yet that wasn't what truly caught his attention. It was the werewolf's throbbing cock. His master was thick, and it took him ages to get used to his size. However, the werewolf's cock was twice as thick and long as the sabertooth's. Colt's hole squeezed weakly, knowing it's fate.

The appendage slid out of his mouth, leaving him coughing out bits of slime from his mouth. His wrist was released by the werewolf, leaving him to fall on his ass like a drunk. "What's wrong... with my... body?" He felt dizzy, yet cozy and extremely hot. His dick was rock hard and leaking worse than a bucket with a hole in it.

The kangaroo chuckled and got to his feet. "Aphrodisiac is a powerful thing. However normally needed in high dosage before it can do anything." Roy walked up behind the werewolf who looked at it's master. "Thankfully though, I found a way to implement it into my pet werewolf's body, making it so its extra appendage can secrete it along with other different liquids accordingly.

"I'm sure you can feel it working inside of you as we speak, right? Your body extremely hot like a bitch in heat, with no other outlet around except my pet in front of you?" The kangaroo had a proud smile on his face as he snapped his fingers. Colt gasped and tried to move back as all four black tentacles snaked out, but his body was too relaxed to move.

His ears dropped as they wrapped around his ankles and wrist, lifting him up in the air. "Release me, you sick... pervert..."

"Oh? This coming from the rapist? That's amusing." Roy laughed and prodded the tasmanian devil's cock. Just that simple touch made Colt whimper, wishing he could grind against the finger. "Hmm, I can see why Xavier enjoys playing with men. Definitely a different experience from watching my wolf ravage my maids."

The fur on the back of Colt's neck stood up. "You what?"

Roy chuckled as he tapped the werewolf's back. Almost instantly, an orange tentacle slipped out from it's back. The orange appendage was as thick as the black ones, but the tip split open up to show a tunnel filled with slime dripping feelers. "It's a pastime of mine. I don't find much satisfaction in the act of sex as much as I do enjoy watching it. To see my maids squirm under my wolf, his tentacle milking them, penetrating them..." The kangaroo licked his lips as the orange appendage slithered up the tasmanian devil's leg and over to his shaft.

Fear and excitement filled Colt. He tried to squirm away, but the tentacles that bound him were too strong. The long pink tendril was back at his mouth, prodding against his lips, making his mouth water and his dick throb for release.

For once he wished Xavier would come to save him and beat the smirk off the kangaroo's face for him.

When the orange tentacle reached his tip, it wrapped it's mouth around the tasmanian devil's cock, taking in the whole thing. Colt shuddered and moaned, allowing the pink tentacle to slip back into his mouth. Colt's mind went black at the bobbing orange tentacle. It felt like he was getting head and a massage, all at the same time. Each one of the small feelers seemed to have a mind of their own as they twisted around his shaft.

Especially at his tip.

It gave that special attention as several of the feelers twisted around the crown of his head, teasing it, rubbing at his slit on his tip. Finally one of them slipped inside of his shaft and he moaned around the penis tentacle that prodded the back of his throat. There was no pain at all from the feeler wiggling it's way down the devil's urethra. In fact, it made the nerves around his shaft more sensitive at the touch.

"Mmm..." Colt whimpered as the penis tentacle slipped out from his muzzle and uncurled from around his chest. There was no longer any hint of retaliation in the devil's eyes, just a maddening plea for release.

"Ooooh ho. Now that's a pleasant look on your face." Roy walked over towards the tasmanian devil's face. "A lot more pleasing on the eyes to see you beg than to hear you bitch. Right?" He snapped his fingers and the orange tentacle sucked on Colt's shaft harder.

"Mmmph!" He wiggled and thrust, but it did nothing to bring him closer.

"What was that?" The roo snapped his fingers again and this time the pink tentacle pulled away from his mouth.

"By the gods, please let me cum. Let me cum, please!" The devil whimpered louder than he ever had in his life. He had never been so restrained, and he hated and loved it, which tore him apart. He looked over to Roy, who held his cock in the tasmanian devil's face. There was a look in his eyes that told Colt what he wanted and the devil didn't hesitate to take the roo's cock into his muzzle.

The kangaroo shuddered and pistoned his hips up to the tasmanian devil's lips. "Shit! I see why Xavier likes men. Even my maids can't wrap their muzzle around my cock like you do," Roy said and snapped his fingers.

Colt didn't even hear what he said as he worked his muzzle along the throbbing shaft, going down all the way to the roo's sheath. Roy moaned and clutched at Colt's head while the penis tentacle's tip rubbed between the cliff of Colt's ass. The devil yipped, but wiggled back into the tentacle when it parted his cheeks and pushed against his hole. He didn't clench like he always did, but welcomed the tentacle as it broke past his pucker.

The penetration was quick and oddly painless, much to Colt's relief. Even with Xavier eating him out, there was still that burning tingle that he could never get used to. However, the pink tentacle's clear slime acted a lot better than saliva as a lubricant.

"Damn, look at the way that hole spread open..." Roy licked his lips, staring down at the pink tendril sliding in and out of the devil's asshole. "Something so small and tight forced to open up so wide... mmmph!" He squeezed Colt's head and forced him all the way down on his crotch.

The devil gagged a bit, but still suckled and worked his tongue at the underside of the kangaroo's smooth dick. His ass felt so warm and good from being full. The pink tendril pulled out after a while, and Colt groaned in contest, not wanting it to stop. However, the other tentacles squeezed around the devil and pulled him up closer.

He winced a little when those bruising, strong fingers wrapped around his hips and wagged his tail when he felt the tip of the werewolf's cock against his hole. The devil looked up at Roy, waiting, pleading with his mouth surrounding the kangaroo's dick. A gleam of satisfaction flickered in Roy's eyes as he snapped his fingers.

On command, the werewolf's fingers dug into Colt's waist with a low growl as it pulled the tasmanian devil back onto it's cock. Colt's eyes clenched closed as the tip of the werewolf penetrated him. Even with the lubrication from the tentacle and the thorough stretching, he still felt that stinging burn as the werewolf split him wide open.

"Nnngh!" Roy moaned aloud at the sight of his experiment stretching the tasmanian devil's hole. When the kangaroo popped out of Colt's mouth, he ignored the devil's whimpering protests to go back to get a better view of his werewolf fucking the bandit. "Now that's a delicious sight." He licked his lips.

Colt's ears burned at Roy's words, but any retort he had vanished under the wave of sparks in his mind when the orange tentacle started working harder at milking his shaft. As each feeler stroked and twirled around every part of his cock, it took away a lot of the pain from his rear. If it wasn't for the feeler in his urethra, he would have already released his seed two, if not three times over.

When a hot stream of air brushed against Colt's face, he opened his eyes to see two glowing pair of red eyes looking over him full of lust. His balls rested on the werewolf's sheath as it's massive knot pressed against the devil's hole. He could feel the massive cock throbbing inside of him, like another heart beat.

Finally another one of those commanding snaps filled the air and the wolf went to work. It was nowhere as gentle with Colt as Xavier was. The werewolf pistoled it's hips right against Colt's ass, pulling him back into each thrust. The devil's mind was filled in a haze of pleasure and pain. He squeezed and squirmed back onto the werewolf's dick.

The heavy scent of their musk and the aphrodisiac was a powerful drug that drove the tasmanian devil to the brink. He wanted to milk the werewolf's cock dry of all it's cum, hoping, praying, that if he did it he would finally be able to be released from this torment. His ears clung close to his head with each slap of the oversized wolf's balls against his ass and the sound of slurping from the orange tentacle.

The devil's head was pulled back to the side as Roy had moved back over to his mouth. With no complaints he took the kangaroo's dick into his mouth, slurping up and down the mage's shaft as the kangaroo rubbed his cock, edging himself closer to release.

By this point Colt wasn't sure who was more vocal, him, Roy, or the werewolf. However, he was sure that when he felt his hole pop open for the werewolf's knot, he let loose the loudest groan.

"Ahh, yes, close, so close..." Roy panted and let go of his own dick to face fuck the devil who accepted it willingly. He could also feel the monstrous dick twitching more and more inside of him as the wolf's hips' humps were short and powerful. Though what set Colt off the most was when he felt the feeler inside his cock slither out. It sparked every nerve in his body awake as he moaned out loud at his own climax.

His hole clenched around the wolf's cock and he felt it's nails dig into his hips as it howled, filling the tasmanian devil with it's own heavy load. He whimpered, wanting to clench his legs around the wolf's waist, but the tentacles held him in place.

"Oooh, fuuuuuuck!" Roy shoved his cock into the back of the tasmanian devil's throat as he emptied his load inside Colt's mouth. "Sssshhh, yesss. Oh yes, make sure you drink all my seed like a good little bitch." He tapped Colt's muzzle as he pulled his cock back out. Colt didn't even hesitate as he swallowed every drop of the salty treat he was given. Smiling, Roy tapped his muzzle again and whispered into his ears. "See? Now that's the way a filthy commoner should behave towards their betters. Ready and willing to serve. Though it's a shame I can't let you remember any of this though."

Colt's eyes went crisscross when he stared at Roy's finger pressing down on his forehead. A soft light blinded him shortly before he heard, "Xavier shouldn't be finished with the captain for another few hours. So until then you will stay down here to service me. But by the time I drop you off, you won't remember a thing."

The tasmanian devil whimpered as he looked back to see more tentacles coming out of the werewolf's back before he shut his eyes.

"Colt, Colt..." A voice echoed through the darkness. Groaning, the tasmanian devil open up his eyes to find his master staring at him with his head tilted to the side. "Did you feel so dirty that you had to fall asleep in the water?"

Colt rubbed his eyes. The hot water had long since cooled, leaving the devil soaking in the cold. "I don't know. You tell me. Would going two weeks with no bathing and coated with dirt, grim, and your seed make you feel dirty?" He asked, opening one eye to glare at the sabertooth tiger.

A hint of amusement danced in Xavier's eyes as he touched the water. "I think that would be considered a good bonding moment between master and servant."

If you call that bonding, I don't want to see what you consider punishment! Since they met, and outside of being electrocuted, Colt had made sure not to tick off his master because he didn't want to truly be punished. "Whatever. So what did the captain say?"

The humor in Xavier's eyes died quickly. "Like I thought, another mission. This one a big one. One of our neighboring countries has been causing a bit of trouble for us. Apparently, a mage from their side has summoned up something not too pleasant, and we don't know what it is yet 'cause anyone the kingdom has sent has been killed. Even squad three has had one of their mages killed."

Colt's eyes narrowed and he set up in the bathtub. "I'm guessing I'll be tagging along with you in this dangerous, magic filled adventure of yours?"

"Of course." The sabertooth nodded his head before tapping the side of the barrel. "A servant of mine should be able to not just serve me, but help me when I need him most. Besides, a bit of blood shouldn't bother you, right general?"

A smile appeared on the devil's face. "Well at least it's not something disgusting this time around. I wouldn't mind getting my paws dirty again after so long."

"Oh? You say having sex with your master is disgusting?" Colt's tail twitched under the water as he caught the hint of anger in the sabertooth's voice. However, before he could even open his mouth the water in the barrel got super hot which forced him to jump out screaming.

"You bastard!" He growled and fanned himself off. "What are you trying to do, cook me?"

"I don't know. Roasted devil sounds delicious." Xavier smirked then paused as his eyes grew slit. "What the hell is that?"

"The hell is what?" Colt cocked his head.

Taking a few steps up to the tasmanian devil, Xavier held up his palms as a white orb of light appeared. Colt watched as his master got onto his knees and he didn't dare to move, knowing this feline's temperament. Although, when he saw the way Xavier's eyes slit and felt the killing intent surge from his body, it almost made the tasmanian devil take a step back. "Where did you get these marks?"

"Marks?" He looked at his waist to see some indents of someone digging their nails into his flesh. His brows furrowed at this as he didn't even feel a single bit of pain from them to know they were there. "I have no idea... that's weird indeed."

"Too weird." The feline snarled and got back to his feet. Holding up his finger, he placed a finger on the tasmanian devil's chest, making the spell inside of him stir forth. In that instant a wave of events filled Colt's mind. Of being knocked out and waking up in a basement only to find out Roy and his little pet fucking him like some brainless sex crazed slave.

"What the fuck?!" Colt growled loudly. He no longer cared about the hate in the feline's eyes as the only thing he wanted to do was find the kangaroo and rip his face apart. "That bastard thought he could make me into his personal sex slave, and even have me begging like some prostitute in a brothel? The nerve!" He kicked the barrel of water over and glared at Xavier. "What can we do to get this fucker back? Tell me, and I'll do anything!"

Xavier's face was scrunched up in disgust as his bloodlust filled the air. It was obvious that the spell had transmitted the event into his mind as it reminded Colt of the event. A cold smile spread across his face as he said, "Don't worry. I will let you get your revenge, and I'll also teach that damn kangaroo once and for all what happens when you piss me off."

"But what about the captain or this mission?" Colt asked.

His master nose flared up as he waved his paw. "The mission comes first of course. I pushed it off long enough with being out for so long. However, I'll punish that kangaroo in a way that the captain can't intervene." When he saw the curiosity in Colt's eyes his smile widened. "He made you into his sex slave, didn't he? Well, it should be only right that we have him service the both of us. Right?"

When Colt heard this, he laughed. "Perfect! It's about time I stop being the bitch. I'll make sure the kangaroo regrets what he did to me."

Xavier nodded and tapped his finger under Colt's chin. The tasmanian devil flinched a bit, but oddly relaxed naturally at the touch. "I agree. Though, I do like Roy's concept. I wouldn't mind seeing you begging me for more whenever we mess around." The feline chuckled.

Colt eye's rolled up into the back of his head at that. "You gotta be kidding me!"

"Not at all. In fact," he grabbed Colt by his chin with his thumb and finger, "the idea that Roy's pet werewolf and his seed is inside of you disgusts me more than anything. So I might as well remark you as mine tonight."

Colt groaned in contest but when he saw Xavier snicker and walk into the house he knew he had no choice in this matter and followed close behind. All while plotting to himself how he planned on getting that damn kangaroo back for what he had done.