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Chapter 4

The Chieftain lent down and pulled Hototo upright so the two were now facing each other.

"Deeper, boy." he gestured towards the centre of the pool.

Now more intrigued than before, Hototo attempted to push his luck.

"How deep would you like me to go?"

Before the words had barely escaped his mouth, Hototo felt a sharp pain in both of his shoulders. The Chieftain grasped Hototo and pushed him down below the water. This time he was not fortunate enough to have taken a breath.

"You are still a filthy, filthy boy."

Hototo thrashed beneath the water, face down there was nothing he could do under the immense pressure of The Chieftain's full strength.

"Is this what you want boy?"

Each word he spoke was agony to him - suspending him longer and longer underwater. He tried to use his arms to keep himself from the floor of the pool but it was no use.

Then Hototo was suddenly pulled to the surface. He sputtered and coughed before saying:

"No."

He was immediately plunged back into the water, with even more force than before. His face crashed against the dirt, his legs and tail squirming in agony.

"I do not like repeating myself." The Chieftain said, anger drenching his words.

Again, The Chieftain pulled him to the surface and allowed him to catch his breath, then by the scruff of his neck brought him closer.

"I'm sorry, Chieftain." Hototo remarked feebly.

The Chieftain released him, gravity carrying Hototo down back into the water.

"Good boy." a cruel smile curling on the Chieftain's face. "You've got good lungs on you boy. Let's put them to good use."

He motioned for Hokoto to go to the centre of the pool. His cock, still throbbing, commanded him to follow. Hotoko had given up on reason - he'd given up on escape. All he had in this moment in time was the chance for pleasure. If the Chieftain didn't do away with him first.

They moved deeper into the water, their bodies slowly being swallowed by the water. The water now reached Hokoto's nipples, the liquid teasing them gently. He paused.

"Deeper, my Chieftain?"

My Chieftain. Why had he said that? He didn't need to turn around to sense that the Chieftain was grinning after that remark.

Instead of responding, the Chieftain grabbed Hokoto's arse from behind. His two massive hands massaged his buttocks, his fingers pressingly deeply into his flesh. Then, leaning in closely he said:

"Let's retrieve that harness, boy."

Hokoto gulped.

The Chieftain's hands left his arse and slowly worked their way up his body. Tracing Hokoto's well defined muscles, eventually he reached his chest. The Chieftain's touch was no longer tender, he pinched Hokoto's nipples playfully and twisted them. Hokoto grunted in ecstasy.

"Take a deep breath and follow me."

He released his hold on Hokoto and disappeared beneath the water. As Hokoto opened his eyes just in time to see the Chieftain's main slip beneath the surface. Had the Chieftain just handed Hokoto an opportunity to escape? Or was this another test?

Hokoto didn't care. He was going to see this through one way or another. Slowly, he exhaled, releasing the air from his lungs. Then he inhaled deeply - as deep as he could - and slipped his head into the water.

Sure enough he saw the Chieftain ahead of him. His thick, muscular legs spread wide as he swam deeper into the pool. The two halves of his buttocks separated, giving Hokoto a brilliant view of this arse. Hokoto almost lost his breath right then. His legs shut and the force of the move pushed him away.

The young bull did the same, exerting his body to push himself further down the pool. He was entranced. The Chieftain swam with such a grace so unlike his brutish personality. Casually he soared through the water, barely wasting any movement. It was enough to distract Hokoto from his racing heart.

The Chieftain was awaiting him at the centre. He floated calmly, suspended inches above the bottom of the pool, not a single bubble leaking from his muzzle. He pointed upwards, and to Hokoto's surprise they were incredibly far from the surface. The moonlight fell through the water illuminating the two of them in all their glory. The Chieftain's thick, muscular physique looked stunning in the water, the fur on his body swaying gently. His member was already stiffening again and began floating upwards. Hokoto felt his do the same.

Hokoto swam closer to the centre and as he drew closer the Chieftain gestured to the floor. His harness lay there atop the silt and stone. But there was something next to it, a link of metal submerged in the ground...it was an anchor with a coil of rope wrapped around it. How in Azeroth did an anchor find its way into a pool in the Barrens?

The Chieftain didn't give him much time to ponder this and moved closer to him. He pointed at the harness on the ground and gestured for Hototo to grab it. Hototo lifted it's immense weight from the ground, a fine mist dissolving with the movement. The Chieftain seized it from his hands and pushed it against Hototo's chest. Hototo immediately realised what he was trying to do and raised his arms in compliance.

Hototo closed his eyes and felt the cool leather straps run across his smooth fur. Then, a sudden tightening pressure as the leather dug deep into his skin, causing the cold metal ring to press against the centre of his chest. Hototo's cock immediately hardened, aching with pleasure. He'd been teased for so long now, when was he going to be released?

The Chieftain finished tightening the clasps and tug on the harness for good measure. It fit perfectly. He turned Hototo around and clutched his face with his hands, staring deep into his eyes. He kissed him hard. Once again he felt The Chieftain push his air inside of him, but this time there was something more. His tongue tentatively explored his mouth, teasing the tip of Hototo's. Gradually he pulled away, his teeth still sunk into Hototo's lower lip. The Chieftain's eyes were narrow and Hototo could feel his hulking manhood pushing up against his. The two cocks rubbed against each other, their friction continuing to excite them both. A thin trace of pre-cum floated from the head of Hototo's cock.

The muscular tauren released Hototo from his grasp and with his eyes gestured to the surface and smiled. He began to swim upwards. Hototo paused for a moment, wanting to be sure this was The Chieftain's instruction, and then followed him too.

The Chieftain reached the surface, his legs dangling above Hototo, kicking and swaying, keeping him a float. Hototo was still at least 20 feet away from the Chieftain before he felt a sudden tug on his harness. His body lurched backwards - something taut preventing him from reaching the surface. He turned around, and to his horror, saw that the Chieftain had tied the rope from the anchor around the harness. Frantically he clawed at the knot attempting to undo it, but his broad shoulders prevented him from reaching the arch of his back. Was this tauren insane? How was he supposed to escape this?

His heart racing, Hototo felt his lungs begin to tighten. His whole body was starting to constrict. He thrashed around in panic, futilely attempting to swim upwards to the Chieftain. All the while his cock was getting harder and harder, thin trials of cum leaking from the top. Was this how he died? In a stream of anguish and ecstasy?