Breaking in the Housekeepers
"Wow, this is definitely the place," a black wolf muttered to himself as he gazed around. He was standing at the edge of a bustling outdoor market, crowded with humans and various species of anthros. Unlike the typical market, however, nobody was bartering for food, crafts, or magical items. Slaves were the commodity being exchanged at this location. Nearly every species imaginable was being exchanged with slave traders, male and female alike. It was a common practice, and one of the city's biggest attractions.
Conn had heard of this market before, but he'd never had much need for visiting in the past. Lately, though, he'd grown tired of doing his own housework. On a suggestion from his friend, the wolf had decided that it was time to get some hired help. The slave market would be the best place to find it. Conn had gathered a reasonable sum of money, though in truth he had no idea how much it would cost to buy a slave or two. A metal lock box bounced lightly in his backpack with each step, reminding him of its presence.
The wolf's tail flicked as his eyes glanced from one vendor to the next. Many had elaborate stages set up to showcase their goods, while others had cages near large trucks. Small tents and gazebos had been erected to protect the merchants from the sun, with signs proudly displaying their featured slaves. At the center of the market was an enormous canvas tent, which had been set up for general use by smaller merchants. The walkway ahead of him was crowded with buyers and sellers alike.
Humming to himself and adjusting a backpack, Conn began to walk along the concrete path that divided the market down the middle. The merchants immediately surrounding him all seemed to be quite wealthy. The price of the slaves they were offering seemed to reflect this. The wolf frowned, shaking his head lightly as he continued forward. These were well out of his price range. He would have to find something cheaper.
Canine ears perked up when a merchant ahead began to announce their next "item" that was being featured. A considerable crowd had gathered around the stage that had been erected. Standing at the head of the stage was a handsome lion in a fancy tuxedo. Two burly canines stood at the foot of the stage, ensuring that the gathered crowd was kept in check. Curious, Conn stepped in at the back of the crowd to observe.
"Next on the auction block is a very special item, indeed," the lion said with a knowing grin.
As the lion spoke, a white cheetah wearing a semi-transparent blue harem girl's outfit stepped onto the stage. The feline's entrance was accompanied by approving whistles and cheers from the crowd, as well as a few inappropriate offers. Conn growled softly with a grin, similarly approving of the cheetah's appearance. Thin fabric of hung loosely from the cat's hips and shoulders, accentuating perfect curves. The thought of a housekeeper briefly departed from the wolf's mind, tempted instead to acquire this cheetah for bedroom antics.
The lion on stage circled the slinky cat, scrutinizing the cheetah's body. "This cheetah is very talented, both in the kitchen and the bedroom." The lion's comment was accompanied by another set of lewd cheers. When the cheetah's hips wiggled in response, then lion gave the spotted cat a firm swat on the rear and grinned. "Save it for the customers, kitty. Now then, who will take this sultry boy home? We'll start the auction at five thousand."
Conn's ears drooped when the word "boy" escaped the lion's lips. This didn't seem to deter the rest of the crowd, however. Bids erupted around the wolf as he growled in frustration and turned away from the crowd. He wasn't the least bit interested in acquiring a male slave, unless he intended on having it for dinner. Soft grumbling rose from his lips as he continued up the path toward the middle of the marketplace.
The wolf's eyes darted from one seller to the next. Nothing seemed to catch his interest. Most of the slaves were either well beyond his budget or looked so old that they threatened to wither and die at a moment's notice. Perhaps the tent at the center of the market would offer better choices. As he approached it, though, he was abruptly jerked to a halt by a firm paw on his elbow. When Conn twisted around to face the offender, he found himself gazing down at a diminutive fennec.
"You look like a gentleman of good taste," the fennec said confidently.
"Oh great, a salesman," the wolf thought to himself.
"Tell me, sir, what sort of slaves are you seeking?" the short fox continued.
Conn shrugged lightly. "Workers, I guess. I'm looking for housekeepers."
"Just housekeepers?" the fennec asked with a knowing grin, giving the wolf a gentle nudge to the stomach.
The wolf's eyes rolled. "Just show me what you've got."
Nodding lightly, the fennec turned and motioned to a cluster of portable sun shades. "Right this way, sir."
"Please don't give me a sales pitch," Conn thought silently.
"I go out of my way to find the best slaves for any task, be it manual labor, house servant, or...ahem...other."
Sighing to himself, Conn pondered turning away before he let himself get roped into something he didn't want. As the fennec guided him to a trio of sultry females, though, his objection was quickly forgotten. Realizing that they had company, the three slaves immediately rose to their feet to greet the pair. A leopardess, vixen, and slender dragoness smiled warmly as Conn looked them over.
"These are the best slaves I have on hand; very, very talented girls."
Conn couldn't deny that he was interested. He looked from one girl to the next, scrutinizing their bodies before he turned to the fennec. "What sort of talents?"
The fennec grinned. "Anything you ask of them. They're very obedient and compliant."
The leopardess gave Conn a wink when he peered over. He growled softly in approval before he returned his attention to the short fox. "And how much do these fine ladies run?"
The fennec glanced over at the three slaves, then back to Conn. "Ten thousand."
Conn blinked in surprise. "Ten thousand for all three of them?"
The trader looked appalled at this suggestion. "No, each."
Conn didn't have to say anything. The look on his face clearly communicated that he was not pleased with the fennec's reply. His black tail flicked in annoyance as he grumbled and began to turn away. The fox circled around quickly to place himself between Conn and the way back to the walkway.
"I do have other slaves that may be...more within your price range," the male reassured.
A heavy sigh escaped the wolf's muzzle, but he reluctantly nodded. "Fine. I'll take a look."
"I'm sure you won't be disappointed," the fox reassured. He guided Conn past the three girls the wolf had originally met, leading him to another group of slaves. The fennec began to introduce a sweet-looking border collie, but Conn was barely paying attention. He nodded lightly as the fox spoke, pretending to listen as he inspected the other slaves the fennec had to offer.
"I'd be willing to part with this pretty girl for, say, six thousand."
"Mhm," Conn replied casually. As he turned to face the fennec again, though, a distinct whimper caught his attention. His ears perked up as he held a paw up to the fennec when he attempted to speak again. The fox gave him a quizzical expression as Conn listened intently. When he heard another whimper, he stepped toward the source. The fennec tried to distract his attention away, but Conn continued to follow the whimpers.
The wolf slipped around another small group of slaves, then stopped. The sight laid out before him made his jaw drop. Five gorgeous, fair-skinned human girls were chained together, each wearing a durable slave collar and shackles that bound their wrists. All of the girls were wearing matching outfits, most likely their school uniforms. A white shirt, green skirt, and thigh-length stockings made up the outfit. It was quite a tempting display to the wolf.
The girls huddled closer together as Conn approached them, grinning to himself. They whimpered as the canine scrutinized their bodies, huddling closer together. The wolf's tail flicked as he admired the hair styles that accompanied each girl. A blonde girl and one with pink hair had locks that were cropped close to the neck, one girl's styled close to the head and the latter hanging freely. Another girl had long locks of violet hair that hung down past her shoulders. The fourth had orange strands that barely reached her shoulders. The most striking, though, was a brunette girl who had her hair tied back in a ponytail that was currently gathering grass. It looked easily long enough to hang past her butt, and had been lying on the ground when she was sitting.
As the fennec approached reluctantly, Conn turned to face him. "How much do you want for these girls?"
The fennec raised a paw and shook his head gently. "If you're looking for housekeepers, they wouldn't be a good choice. They were recently taken, so they haven't been broken yet."
Conn was familiar with the term. He nodded understandingly, but turned his attention briefly to the girls. "Still, I'm interesting in acquiring them."
"I should warn you, these girls have been rather uncooperative. It can take a bit of extra encouragement to get them to comply."
The wolf turned to the short fennec once more, gazing down at the fox. "I'll give you ten thousand for them."
The fennec opened his mouth to speak, then stuttered in shock. "T-ten thousand? But sir...my best girls are ten thousand. Why not purchase one of them instead?"
Conn smirked. "Not each. I'm offering ten thousand for the whole lot of them."
The fox looked dumbfounded, even more so than he was when he misinterpreted Conn's first offer. "Two-thousand each? Even for unbroken slaves like them, you must think I'm an idiot."
The thought had crossed Conn's mind. "I'll be saving you the trouble of breaking them yourself," Conn said firmly. "I can't imagine it's cheap to feed and shelter slaves while they're being trained."
The fox fidgeted as he looked back and forth between Conn and the slaves. The wolf had indeed made a good point about the cost of breaking slaves. The price being offered, though, wasn't nearly enough to compensate for the potential profit he could make selling them once they were cooperative. He eventually turned his attention back to the wolf and firmly shook his head.
"Absolutely not. Five slaves are worth much more than that, even unbroken.
Conn growled softly in frustration. His tail lashed back and forth to mirror the sentiment. "I'll be taking my leave, then. Enjoy your day."
As the wolf turned to depart, the fennec panicked. "W-wait! Perhaps we could negotiate a deal. I'm sure we could come to an agreement."
A slight smirk crept over Conn's muzzle as he peered over his shoulder at the fox. He approached a heavy wooden table and slid off his backpack, then unzipped it. He reached inside for a small money box, then fished a pair of keys out of his pocket to unlock it. The fennec approached and watched with interest as Conn opened the small money safe, then slapped a bundle of crisp bills onto the table. The gold bank band that bound them together was clearly stamped with the amount.
"Ten-thousand in cash," Conn said firmly. "Take it or leave it."
The fennec stared intently at the bundle of money. The offer was suddenly much more tempting, but after a moment he shook his head again. "Not for all five." He looked to the group of girls, pondering visibly as he inspected each one briefly. "You can take three, but the blonde is out of the question. She'll fetch a handsome price once she's been properly broken."
Conn smirked. He was making progress at least. "You want the blonde girl? I'll happily take the rest of them."
The fennec sighed heavily in mild frustration. "Three."
Conn wasn't going to give in easily. He picked up the stack of money and tucked it back into his safe, then locked the box. "No deal." As he tucked the small box into his backpack and turned away, the fennec whimpered loudly. His ears pinned back in defeat as Conn stepped away.
"Fine, you win," the fennec muttered. Conn smirked and stopped as the fennec continued. "You can take the four girls for ten-thousand."
Success. Conn's smirk spread to a satisfied grin as he placed his backpack on the table once more and retrieved the stack of bills. The fennec sighed heavily again, then produced a heavy ledger and placed it in front of Conn. The book contained a log of the slaves that had been traded by the fennec. He scrawled the four girls on the page in turn as well as the agreed amount, then offered the pen to Conn. The wolf signed to complete the sale, then offered the fennec the bundle of money. The fox snatched it from his paw and pocketed the bundle with a growl. He was clearly not pleased with his decision.
"Wait outside. I'll bring the girls to you shortly," he said with a cold gaze.
Conn nodded as he shouldered his backpack and turned to depart. The sound of chains rattling filled his ears as the fennec worked, preparing the girls for their new owner. Satisfied that he'd found exactly what he was looking for, the wolf stepped onto the pathway at the center of the market and waited patiently.
Several minutes passed before the fennec emerged from the tent, the end of the chain gripped tightly in one paw. Trailing behind him were the four girls that Conn had purchased. They were dragging their feet reluctantly, but a soft tug urged them forward. The wolf's grin widened at the sight, admiring the new acquisition. The fennec padded up to him and offered the end of the chain to the wolf.
"They're yours," the fennec said begrudgingly.
Conn accepted the chain from the fox and curled his fingers around it. He nodded politely to the male as the girls stopped nearby. "Thank you, sir. It's been a pleasure."
The fox scowled and didn't say anything as Conn departed, giving a firm tug to get the four slaves walking. He proudly marched the slaves down the walkway toward the entrance of the market, catching the eyes of passerby. The four girls whimpered quietly, sniffling to themselves as they walked. The occasional tug on the chain that bound their collars together ensured that they didn't fall behind.
Conn glanced over his shoulders, making eye contact with the girls with a grin. "I'm sure you'll love working for me. I know I will..."
* * * * * * * * * *
Closing the front door once all four girls were inside, Conn turned to face his newly acquired slaves. Now that he was in his own home, he had a better opportunity to give them a closer inspection. The four girls avoided eye contact with the wolf as he stepped from one to the next, admiring their shapely bodies. The only "flaw" that he could immediately spot was the pink-haired girl; she wasn't nearly as well-endowed as the other girls. She wasn't flat-chested, though, so it was something he could overlook.
As he was inspecting, the wolf noticed that each of the girls had painted their fingernails at some point. Each of the girls had painted their fingernails in a color that corresponded to their hair. The only exception was the brunette girl, who had painted her fingernails black. Stepping back, Conn nodded his approval and cleared his throat.
"Welcome to my home. This is where you girls will be staying from now on. You're welcome to everything my home has to offer, but that comes with a price. I expect you girls to do whatever I say without question. I'm your master now, and I expect full compliance from each of you. My name is Connovar, but you will call me Master and nothing else until I see fit."
Some of the girls whined quietly at this announcement, but they didn't say anything to protest. They fidgeted uncomfortably, still avoiding his gaze. Some of them glanced about briefly to take in their surroundings, but returned their attention to the wolf when he continued speaking.
"Understand that attempting to escape will not be tolerated, nor will insubordination." A wicked grin spread over the wolf's lips. "Anyone who breaks these rules will be devoured."
Conn remained silent to allow this to sink in. The girls sank back somewhat in fear, visibly trembling at the wolf's warning. One of them gazed anxiously at the front door, but quickly glanced away when Conn's eyes fell upon her.
"I expect you earn your keep here, so you'll be put to work immediately." As he said this, he stepped toward the four females. He began to unlock their chains, which rattled noisily as he loosened them. One by one the girls were freed, relieving them of the weight of the heavy chain.
"You'll have to change into something more fitting than those uniforms." Conn smirked. "The only problem is, I spent a good chunk of my money acquiring you girls, so I don't have any outfits for you yet. You'll just have to strip down for now."
The wolf's suggestion was met with a mix of anxiety, fear, and embarrassment. None of the girls moved to heed the wolf's request, though. Conn narrowed his eyes at the girls and growled softly. The sound was enough to convince the brunette girl to hesitantly reach up. Her hands trembled visibly as she clutched the bottom of her shirt and began to pull it over her head.
The wolf watched with interest as she reluctantly removed the white uniform shirt, revealing a light pink bra that covered well-rounded breasts. It was only visible for a moment, though, as she clutched the shirt against her chest to cover herself after it was removed.
"No need to be shy, dear. Nobody else is going to see you," the wolf reassured.
The girl hesitantly removed the shirt from her chest and searched for a place to rest it. Conn approached her and offered an arm. "I'll take that. I'll keep them safe, don't worry," he reassured her when she gave an uncertain look. Eventually, though, she handed the shirt to Conn.
The wolf smiled and took a step back, giving her some space as she loosened her skirt. She paused a moment to glance over at the others, then tugged her skirt down. Beneath the skirt was a pair of panties that matched the color of her bra. She blushed deeply as she bent down to step out of her skirt, then hesitantly offered it to Conn. The wolf accepted it with a grin as she hugged her chest to cover her bra.
"There is hope for you, yet," Conn chuckled. He shot a stern gaze to the other three, who hadn't yet made an effort to strip. The expression alone was enough to encourage them to strip, cheeks glowing red as they removed their clothing as the brunette girl had done. Conn accepted the clothing as it was offered to him, until he had a small bundle of school uniforms in his arms. The four girls shifted nervously as he inspected their mostly-naked bodies, growling in approval. Each of the four girls was wearing a uniquely colored, but matching pair of lingerie: the pink-haired girl clad in crimson, the brunette in pink, the orange-haired girl in light green, and finally the purple-haired one in plain white.
"You'll get these back when you've learned your place," Conn eventually announced. "You'll be restricted to my house until I'm convinced that you won't try to run away, and you'll wear the clothing I give you."
The four girls nodded softly as Conn continued, gesturing to a nearby door. "The closet there is where I keep my cleaning supplies for the entire house. I expect you to do a thorough job. You're free to decide who does what, but I expect everything to be cleaned. It's your job to keep this house in order, top to bottom."
The girls glanced at one-another with uncertainty. A firm bark from the wolf startled them into shuffling toward the closet indicated. Conn folded his arms over his chest and watched as they reluctantly got to work. He could hear them whispering amongst themselves as they gathered needed items.
The pink-haired girl was the first to emerge, carrying a duster and a rag. She kept an eye on the wolf as she moved to the living room and began to dust. The others emerged from the closet moments later with various cleaning supplies and dispersed, one to the kitchen and the other two toward the bedrooms.
With the others out of sight, Conn focused his attention on the pink-haired female. She currently had her back to him, though she snuck glances over her shoulder at the wolf. Conn kept his distance for now, admiring her body from the entryway. As she bent down to dust the living room table, Conn's eyes focused on her butt. The fabric of her red panties stretched taut and hugged her body, tempting the wolf.
A smirk crept over the wolf's lips as she moved from the table to the entertainment stand, organizing loose papers and dusting as she went. His eyes remained glued to her butt, watching her hips sway naturally with each step. Eventually, Conn decided to approach. Now focused on her task, the pink-haired girl didn't notice him drawing nearer. When Conn cleared his throat to get her attention, she shrieked in surprise and whipped around to face him, brandishing the duster as if it were a kitchen knife.
The wolf chuckled at the outburst, unaware that two of the other girls had peeked out upon hearing the shriek. "No need to be so fearful, I'm not a tyrant. Tell me your name."
Clutching the duster tightly in both hands, the girl's shoulders slumped. "S-Sarah."
Conn nodded lightly, his bushy tail flicking slowly as he admired a close-up view of the front of her body. "I have a special task for you, Sarah. My bedroom could use some tidying. You can put off cleaning the living room for now. It's the big one at the end of the hall."
The girl glanced uncertainly in the direction of the bedroom, but nodded to Conn and headed down the hallway. She peeked periodically over her shoulder to check if she was being followed, but Conn kept his distance for now. Sarah disappeared into the bedroom a moment later, leaving Conn alone. He waited several seconds before he proceeded toward the rooms, but paused when he passed the kitchen. The girl with short orange hair was sweeping the kitchen floor, whimpering softly to herself when she realized the large wolf was watching her.
Conn nodded gently and offered a warm smile before he continued toward his bedroom. He wanted to make the girls feel comfortable, not threatened. He slowly approached his bedroom and listened intently. He could hear Sarah shuffling around, so he peered inside to see what she was up to. The girl was preoccupied with straightening his bed. He watched for a moment, then quietly crept inside and pushed the door closed.
Sarah was oblivious to the wolf's presence as she stretched the comforter over the bed. Conn forgot to lock the door behind himself, distracted with admiring her body as she moved. He didn't say anything for the time being, allowing her to work uninterrupted. When she was finished making the bed, she stood up straight and peered around the room to determine what to do next. When she noticed Conn standing next to the door she spun around to face him and let out a startled shriek. She fell back on the bed in the process, bouncing lightly against the mattress.
"No need to be afraid, my dear. I'm just enjoying the view," Conn said casually.
"Pardon?" Sarah asked softly. Her hands fidgeted nervously in her lap as she tried to avoid eye contact with the large male.
The wolf smirked. "Well, a body like yours is hard to resist. I could think of a lot of things we could do when you're not working."
The girl blushed deeply in embarrassment at the implication, but shook her head. Conn approached her with a soft growl, his tail flicking behind him. Sarah attempted to back up across the bed, but the wolf was on her immediately. Conn dove onto the bed and landed on top of the girl, pushing her onto her back. Sarah began to cry out when he pinned her down, but a paw quickly rose up to muffle the outburst.
"Shh, just relax," Conn said gently. "You'll learn that I'm not so bad. You might even come to enjoy your time with me."
Sarah wiggled in protest beneath the wolf, trying to push him off. The larger canine, however, proved to be impossible to move. He removed his paw from her lips and reached down to squeeze her wrists, then lifted them above her head. She wanted to scream for help, but feared retaliation from such an outburst. Conn held her arms down with one paw as he sat up. A grin spread over his muzzle while his eyes took in the sight of the helpless girl beneath him.
"You look absolutely divine. Those clothes are going to have to go, however."
The girl gave a half-hearted struggle at his suggestion, but it didn't bother Conn. He reached down with his free paw and hooked a finger beneath the front of her bra. With a quick jerk the clasp at the back snapped, exposing the girl's round breasts. He tossed it to the side and reared up, reaching for her panties next. He hooked his fingers beneath the waistband as Sarah tugged sharply, her cheeks flushed crimson. His claws dug into the fabric as he pulled her underwear down, working it quickly off her legs.
Tossing the red panties aside, Conn grinned when he inspected the naked girl beneath him. He was pleased to find that she was shaved, her pubic region smooth and silky. He brushed his free paw over her slender waist, making Sarah shiver despite her anxiety. The wolf grinned and leaned down, burying his snout in her neck. He sniffed at the silky skin, taking in her soft scent. He growled his approval and licked her neck, eliciting a soft whimper from Sarah's lips.
Spurred by the temptation of the naked girl beneath him, Conn clutched her wrists tightly together as his other paw reached toward his pants. He unzipped his fly then snapped open the button, letting free a bulge that had been straining against his pants for some time now. Sarah whimpered and blushed furiously when her eyes fell on the wolf's black erection. Conn stroked himself with a soft growl and a lewd grin, sliding his hips toward Sarah's. The ebony meat pulsed eagerly as his fingers brushed over it, begging for proper attention.
The pink-haired female continued to quietly protest as the wolf's thick erection found its way to her smooth belly. With her arms pinned together above her head, however, there was little she could do to resist his advances. Conn rolled his hips slowly at first, grinding his throbbing flesh against the warm skin. He loved the way her soft flesh felt against his member, a trickle of pre leaving a slick trail on her belly. Ultimately, though, he had another destination in mind for his aching shaft.
Drawing his hips back, Conn let the tapered black tip brush lightly over the warm cleft between Sarah's thighs. A shiver and a soft moan followed, the wolf's teasing whittling away at the girl's defenses rather effectively. Sarah wasn't going to give in easily, however. Despite her body growing warmer with arousal from the wolf's musky scent, she was still quite apprehensive.
"Just give in to the pleasure. Enjoy the moment," Conn whispered as he edged his hips forward. Nestling itself between the soft lips, the tapered canine shaft founds its intended target and slipped in smoothly. An involuntary moan escaped Sarah's lips as she felt the intimidating wolf penetrating her, spreading her silky passage as it eased inside. Conn had to hold himself back, resisting the urge to ram his length forward. He wanted to savor the moment of initial penetration.
Despite her mind telling her everything about this was wrong, Sarah couldn't deny how good the wolf felt. Logic told her she should be struggling and resisting, but arousal was quickly clouding her judgment. Her toes curled as she felt the pulsing meat disappearing into her body, unknowingly giving a light roll of her hips when Conn paused.
The wolf grinned, softly growling when his dark length was squeezed by the girl's vagina. A soft thrust followed, burying everything but the base of Conn's shaft. A subtle bulb lightly bumped against the stretched vulva, veins standing out as the wolf grew hungrier with lust. He drew his hips back a few inches, then humped forward once more. The firm thrust made Sarah squirm and whimper in pleasure, though she tried to hold back the fact that she was beginning to enjoy it.
"I hope you can handle a rough ride, sweetie. I'm feeling rather pent up."
Sarah didn't have a chance to object. When she opened her mouth, her attempt to speak was interrupted by a firm thrust. The only thing to escape was a sharp gasp, her thought process broken by a jolt of pleasure. Conn grunted firmly as a similar burst of sensation spread through his loins, drawing his hips back farther for another thrust. He squeezed Sarah's hip firmly with his free paw as he thrust forward, burying his shaft deep inside.
"You feel absolutely divine," Conn breathed, slamming his hips forward in another firm thrust as he began to work himself into a steady rhythm. The girl's body bounced against the bed each time he rocked into her, her shapely figure shivering with growing arousal. Sarah was still attempting to fight the guilty pleasure, but the wolf's determination was quickly wearing her down.
Picking up the pace a little, the wolf began to steadily work his ebony shaft into the silky folds. The girl's hips lightly rolled in an attempt to match Conn's pace, her mouth now hanging open as she moaned each time he moved. Her increasing willingness encouraged Conn to thrust harder, causing soft, lewd slurps to rise from the girl's damp vagina. A steady stream of pre was leaking from the throbbing length, adding to the increasing slickness.
Despite her initial objections, Sarah was quickly letting herself get into it. She had never felt this good before. Somewhere deep in the recesses of her mind, a hunger was awakening. Her body wanted more. The thick wolf meat pounding into her repeatedly made her body burn with intense sensations she didn't know were possible. Her legs, which previously had been scrambling against the bed in an attempt to pry herself loose from the wolf, looped around Conn's waist and squeezed, spurring the wolf on.
Grinning at how receptive Sarah was becoming, Conn leaned down and latched his jaws onto the side of her neck in a dominant love bite. The frenzied pace was quickly getting the better of him, the thick bulb at the base of his shaft swelling in anticipation of a rapidly approaching peak. Sarah cried out when he bit her, a sharp jolt of pleasure causing her body to clench around her lover's waist as well as his pounding length.
"Almost there," Conn panted, his heart racing from the vigorous mating. "Gonna mark you as my property."
It took a moment for Sarah to process the wolf's warning. Her hips rocked wildly, angling the tip of his shaft into sensitive places each time he slammed into her. The pleasure was almost too much for her inexperienced body, flooding her senses almost to the breaking point. Conn chewed on her neck firmly, though he was careful not to draw blood. Red marks dotted Sarah's neck from each canine.
Worked into a carnal frenzy, Conn plowed firmly against Sarah's vulva with lewd slaps. His swollen black knot resisted entry, making Sarah squeal each time it strained against her abused entrance. The wolf was determined to seal the deed, however, slowing his pace to concentrate on burying the entirely of his shaft. Each time he slammed forward he paused, giving a lingering push before he drew back for another stroke. He was on the verge of bursting, though he managed to time his thrusts to draw it out.
The human girl let out a shriek when the wolf finally succeeded, experiencing a mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure. The thick bulb settled past her vulva and lodged itself inside, engorging with blood as Conn clutched her body tight. Releasing his hold on her neck, the wolf tossed his head back and let out a victorious howl that nearly rattled the walls. His body tensed, his balls drawing tight to his form as the first surge of hot seed erupted into Sarah.
Feeling a rush of warmth spreading deep into her vagina, Sarah's snapped back to attention. She struggled to pull herself back, but Conn's hold on her body was secure. The shifting made the wolf gasp and lunge down at her, biting her neck once more to force her into submission. Her body calmed, but her voice trembled as she weakly protested.
"N-no, please...not inside," she whimpered, weakly pushing at Conn with her body in a feeble attempt to roll him off.
"You are my possession now," Conn growled through clenched teeth, his canines indenting her soft flesh. "You will be marked as such with my seed."
The wolf's shaft throbbed with each burst of hot semen, the warmth of it spreading up into Sarah's womb. The thick knot pulsed, pressing against the girl's sensitive walls in a way that made Sarah squirm uncontrollably. Her body clenched possessively around it of its own volition, causing Conn to softly grind his hips. The motion was just enough to cause Sarah's mind to explode as she reached orgasm, a wave of intense passion washing over her.
A deep, satisfied sigh escaped Conn's muzzle as he gently released his grip on Sarah's neck. He lapped at her neck tenderly, his smooth tongue brushing over the red marks that remained. A distinct love bite persisted, imprinted perfectly on Sarah's neck to show what had taken place. The girl whimpered quietly as he licked her, her body still quite sensitive to the touch. Each brush of the wolf's tongue caused her to twitch, his thighs squeezing Conn's waist.
Conn gave his knot a soft tug, verifying that it was securely lodged in the girl's silky folds. While he could technically pull himself free with some effort, he knew it would cause undue harm on his newly-acquired slave. The wolf stretched out a little, then carefully rolled to one side and pulled Sarah against himself. She resisted at first, but eventually allowed herself to nestle against the larger male. Conn smiled at this and reached up to lightly stroke his fingers through her pink hair.
"I'm really not a bad person, despite what you may think," he reassured quietly. "I can't force you to like me, but I'll do what I can to make sure you girls feel at home here."
Several seconds passed before Sarah replied, her head ducked down to avoid making eye contact with the wolf she was so intimately connected to. "But I don't want to be here. I want to be home. My home."
"This will be your home now," Conn said gently. "I promise no harm will come to you if you trust me. You'll be protected and safe here. But you must understand that I expect you to do as I say."
Several more seconds passed as Conn's works sank in. A soft whimper rose from Sarah's lips before she pushed at the wolf, attempting to free herself from his grasp. A firm tug at her vulva reminded her that the wolf's knot was still lodged inside. She lifted her body as the thick bulb strained her, attempting to work herself free from it. Conn growled quietly at the uncomfortable tugging, squeezing Sarah's waist to keep her close.
"Stop that. You're going to hurt yourself," he warned. "And if you cause me injury, you're going to quickly regret it."
The wolf's sharp cautioning made her halt immediately, lifting her gaze to take in a stern expression from her furry lover. She considered tearing herself away from him and attempting escape, but thought better of it. Reluctantly, she hunched down and buried herself against him once more.
"That's better," Conn smirked. He dipped his head down and lightly nuzzled through her hair, inhaling deeply to take in her scent. The female aroma was heavy now due to their recent tryst; a mixture of natural pheromones and sex. He softly growled his approval, snuffling noisily as he took in her rich scent.
As he enjoyed the aroma, a soft, subtle rumble stirred in the canine's belly. He didn't acknowledge it for the moment, too preoccupied with the slender girl in his arms. His muzzle dipped lower to brush softly over Sarah's ear, followed by a soft lick that made the girl shiver. Her slender hands pressed against Conn's belly, trying to discourage the wolf from teasing her. The pressure caused his gut to emit another growl, audibly drawing attention to itself.
Conn's ears perked as he felt the emptiness churning in his gut. It had been some time since his last meal, and he could feel hunger beginning to dig at him. The wolf sighed heavily as he considered his options. Getting dinner meant he would have to peel himself away from the girl he was currently tied with. As he embraced Sarah in his mind, though, he grinned. Perhaps he wouldn't need to leave the bedroom at all. He idly nuzzled through her hair as he took in her scent again. The thought that flashed through his mind made his stomach growl again, much more insistently.
As Conn pondered his options, Sarah pushed at his stomach again, lifting her head to gaze into the wolf's eyes. "Why are you looking at me like that?" The wolf's gaze made her uncomfortable. It was much less sexual now. Almost...predatory.
"It's time you learned your proper place in this world, my dear," Conn said quietly, leaning closer. Sarah backed up instinctively, maintaining the distance between his muzzle and her face.
"Wh-what would that be?" she asked timidly, her voice suddenly fearful.
"You're born to serve your masters and satisfy their desires. Sweet young girls like you are destined to become maids, sexual relief, and most importantly...meals."
Sarah's eyes went wide as Conn finished his thought. The color drained from her face as the wolf bore his teeth to her, showing off pearly canines. When Conn's jaws parted, Sarah opened her mouth and began to shriek. His jaws lunged over her face, however, muffling the scream. The girl's hands shoved desperately against Conn's chest as his tongue slathered her chin and neck in slick drool. Conn was not easily deterred, however. His stomach demanded to be filled, and he had just the meal to satisfy it.
Growling hungrily, Conn's hold on Sarah tightened to ensure she wouldn't be able to escape. He hunched toward her, wedging her head completely between his gaping jaws. Hot breath washed over her each time he breathed, making the girl whimper and plead incoherently. Strings of drool dripped over her neck and shoulders as her face was pushed back toward Conn's throat, the dark canine gulping in anticipation.
The girl's muffled protests were suddenly all but hushed when her face was introduced to the slick flesh lining Conn's gullet. The wolf's jaws clamped over her shoulders, stretching his cheeks over the soft flesh as he swallowed firmly. His body hunched over Sarah's struggling form as he forced her head into his throat, growling each time she pushed against him.
Sarah's mind was in a panic as she felt the slimy throat squeezing over her, her heart racing. She was nearly hyperventilating as another deep swallow forced her shoulders into the wolf's throat, restricting the moment of her arms. A pair of firm hands moved from her back to her wrists, pinning them against her sides as another gulp rippled over her.
An insistent growl rose from the wolf's belly, his appetite ravenous now as he tasted the pheromone-rich sweat that lingered on Sarah's body. His tongue lapped over her chest as he forced more of her torso past his jaws. He felt Sarah tense up and squirm sharply when her breasts found their way in, making him grin around his meal. Teasing the girl, he flicked his tongue shamelessly over her perky nipples. The girl's feet scrambled uselessly against the bed when he did this, trying desperately to find anything to give herself leverage to escape.
Conn stole one final lick over the girl's breasts before sending them back into the rippling pit. His body stretched easily over her chest, his throat bulging lewdly around the slender human girl. His tongue continued to lap over her soft skin as he continued to swallow, creeping steadily down her body several inches at a time.
Pausing briefly to adjust himself, Conn gave a tug of his hips. His knot was softened just enough to allow him to withdraw it, though it took a bit of effort. The unexpected stretching sensation of her vulva made Sarah gasp and whimper. The wolf's ebony bulb popped through her vulva with a lewd slurp after a sharp tug, followed quickly by the entirely of Conn's dark shaft. A splash of warmth leaked from within, soaking the wolf's lap in sex-rich fluids from their sexual experience.
Conn moved his grip to Sarah's hips, letting her hands rest ineffectually against her sides now that he was freed. There was nothing to impede her descent at this point. The wolf moved to a comfortable seated position on the bed, his hands supporting Sarah's butt as he lifted her away from the mattress. Her legs kicked futilely in the air as Conn resumed swallowing, drawing her hips toward his awaiting maw.
Feeling the bulges slipping deeper into his throat, Conn knew the best part of the meal was just beyond his reach. The rich scent of the girl's vulva flooded his nostrils, making him drool copiously with anticipation of how she would taste. His tongue stretched over his lower jaw to welcome her hips in, each greedy gulp tugging her dripping slit toward it.
Moments after a particularly firm swallow, Conn's patience paid off. An approving groan rose from his throat, his tongue greeted by a rich symphony of female genitals and sex. The flavor rolled over his taste buds as he slid his tongue along Sarah's vulva, making the girl groan distinctly. Wetness dripped from the inside of her vagina, a combination of wolf semen and female juices. Curling the tip of his tongue, he probed at her sensitive vulva before slipping it inside.
The unexpected penetration made Sarah moan against her will. Her toes curled as Conn licked her silky folds, shuddering and kicking weakly in the air. Conn squeezed her thighs to halt her descent, enjoying the feel of live prey struggling in his throat as he teased and tasted her intimately. His fingers kneaded the smooth thighs, admiring the sight of the girl's legs scrambling above him.
Soft, muffled whimpers rose from deep within the wolf's body each time his tongue probed deeper into Sarah's vagina. Despite the situation she was in, the determined licking partially distracted Sarah from her fleshy surroundings. The sensation of a warm tongue probing at her vulva and beyond was entirely new to her, and surprisingly pleasant. A shiver rushed over her when Conn curled the tip of his tongue, pushing it against the smooth walls as he forced it deeper.
Unable to hold back a smile at the moans rising from within, Conn nibbled playfully over Sarah's hips and thighs. He drew his tongue back, probing firmly against Sarah's velvety insides before easing himself inside once more. This time, the wolf forced as much of his tongue in as he could manage, the tip of his tongue drawing along the wall as it dipped in. The reaction he got from it was unexpected.
A muffled shriek of pleasure jarred Conn's body, the girl's toes clenching tightly as her body trembled. He felt her vagina clamp down firmly around his tongue, threatening to keep it pinned inside. A wash of warm female fluids greeted the wolf's taste buds, tainted heavily with his own salty seed. Conn's surprised expression melted into a devious smirk when he realized that he'd given her an involuntary orgasm.
Conn took advantage of the girl's helpless moment to swallow lightly, drawing her curvy hips back toward his gullet. She scarcely registered the kneading motion of his throat muscles, her body trembling as mind-numbing surges of pleasure radiated from her crotch. The wolf continued to lightly probe at her insides while he could, her hips disappearing completely beyond his jaws.
Just as Conn was about to withdraw his tongue and admit her hips into the tight passage, a sharp gasp rose from the doorway. Conn bit down lightly on Sarah's thighs to prevent her from sliding in, dipping his head down so he could see over her scrambling legs. Another of the girls was standing in the doorway in white lingerie, hand resting on the knob as she took in the scene laid out before her. Her face looked pale as she absorbed what was happening. She could only see a pair of legs dangling from the wolf's jaws, but the color of the girl's toenails gave away the identity of the wolf's victim.
As the purple-haired female turned to flee, Conn beckoned to her. He extended a paw to her, curling a finger to invite her close. The gesture made her pause and stare, watching as a soft swallow gradually turned Sarah's hips into a shapely bulge in his neck. She took half a step toward the door, but stopped again. Fear swam through her mind as she debated what to do. She wanted to flee, run as far from the dangerous wolf as she could. A soft voice in the back of her mind compelled her to remain, however.
The wolf's finger curled again, prompting the girl to ease closer and close the bedroom door. She wasn't sure why she was considering this, logic telling her that everything about this was suicidal. The scene before her was oddly alluring, though. The image of her friend's legs dangling helplessly from the naked wolf's jaws even made her blush a little.
A smile spread over Conn's stretched lips as she drew closer, slowly creeping toward his bedside. He allowed another soft swallow to ease Sarah's hips deeper into his gullet, his jaws crawling down her thighs. The purple-haired girl stopped just short of the bed, staring intently at the dark wolf that was swallowing her friend alive. Without a word Conn reached down, lightly patting the bed next to him. Gulping softly, the girl leaned forward and crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees.
The purple-haired female's eyes scanned over the wolf's body, taking in the sight of Sarah's squirming bulges that stretched his throat. She slowly followed them down his body, to where the first bulge rested. Her head was just shy of his toned belly, twitching and shifting. Conn reached down and took her wrist in his hand, prompting her to initially tug back in fear. When he persisted, however, she allowed him to draw her hand to the squirming bulges.
A deep blush crept over the girl's face when she felt her friend shift at the firm touch. She pressed her hand against it, rubbing slowly up and down to feel out the contours of Conn's meal. Sarah's body twitched visibly when Conn swallowed, allowing the other female to feel the motion of his throat tugging Sarah down. Her eyes remained glued on the bulges, watching as her friend's head settled into the wolf's belly. She stroked over it as it descended, but paused when her hand gently bumped a semi-erect shaft.
Conn grunted quietly at the soft touch, the unexpected brush stirring a bit of life back into his ebony flesh. It rose up slowly, drawing the girl's attention away from her friend. The rosy hue on her cheeks darkened suddenly, but she didn't shy away. Her eyes were glued on the wolf's length as she lightly brushed over it again, feeling it pulse lightly in response. The pleasant aroma that rose from the wolf's crotch pulled at her senses, encouraging her to seek more.
Stretching her body out on the bed, the female rested her cheek on Conn's thigh. The wolf's now-erect shaft throbbed as her fingers lightly traced over it, following the path of the veins that pulsed beneath the ebony flesh. She paused at the semi-swollen knot at the base, lightly cupping her hand around to feel it. The touch made Conn gasp around Sarah and swallow involuntarily, his tip spurting clear pre.
Licking her lips, she felt surprisingly compelled to pleasure the wolf. The thought of going down on the handsome canine while her friend was being swallowed alive sent an unexpected flushing heat over her body. The thought was dirty in her mind, but at the same time...strangely arousing. She leaned closer, taking in the wolf's heady scent before she flicked her tongue over the dark tip.
Nearly at Sarah's knees, Conn didn't have much left of the still-struggling meal. He was trying to take it slowly to savor the girl's scent, though the soft licks over the sensitive tip of his shaft made it difficult. Reaching a paw down, Conn lightly gripped the back of the purple-haired girl's head. She yelped softly in surprise, but her outburst was quickly muffled as Conn pushed her down. His length released another spurt of warm pre as he felt the girl's lips sliding over his ebony flesh, still quite worked up from his recent session.
Despite the initial hesitance, the girl didn't seem to put up any protest as the wolf's thick length slid over her tongue. She cooed softly and licked at the veined pole, closing her eyes to focus on the taste. The musky male scent was unmistakable, combined with a distinctly sweeter hint of something else. The girl suckled lightly around the thick member, sealing her lips around it as she paused halfway. Conn's large paw remained on the paw of her head, but he didn't push her down farther.
Tipping his head back more so than before, Conn focused on finishing his squirming mouthful. Although she had now all but worn herself down, Sarah was still feebly kicking her legs. The wolf's jaws slid over her knees, leaving a pair of bare feet dangling from his maw. His paw gently stroked the back of the other girl's head as she lifted up, her tongue briefly circling the tip of Conn's shaft before she slid down once more.
Con's hips thrust lightly when the other girl's tongue licked around his shaft, making it difficult to concentrate. The way she played with his member made it clear that this wasn't the first time she had done this. Her head began to bob slowly up and down, taking a good portion of the wolf's shaft past her lips each time she dipped down. The expert ministrations made Conn pant softly around his meal, swallowing another few inches of Sarah's calves.
Encouraged by another spurt of salty precum, the purple-haired female took a little more of the wolf's shaft into his mouth each time. Soft groans escaped her lips as the meaty pole throbbed, the wolf's hips rolling to match her bobbing. Reaching up, the girl eased a hand around the wolf's heavy balls to fondle them. They rolled lightly against her fingers as she dipped her head faster, the wolf's masculine scent growing noticeably heavier.
Conn grunted sharply when she suckled harder on his shaft, his paw squeezing the back of her head. The wolf tossed his head back at the same moment, swallowing all but Sarah's feet. As they slid across his tongue, he brushed it quickly over the soft skin. The result was quite satisfying as muffled giggles erupted from the wolf's belly, making it jolt and wiggle. Sarah was clearly rather ticklish, something that Conn enjoyed thoroughly. This was one of his favorite parts of the meal.
Too focused on her own task to notice the commotion, the other female doubled her effort. She was determined to suck the large wolf off, pausing a moment to gather herself before she forced her head down. The tip of Conn's shaft poked the back of her throat, then continued in as she gulped wetly around it. She didn't stop until her lips kissed the swollen knot at the base of Conn's ebony penis.
The unexpected rush of pleasure almost made Conn choke as he groaned sharply. He pulled firmly at the girl's head to keep her lodged against his shaft, grinding his knot against her lips. The dominance made the girl whimper hotly and slurp the wolf's shaft, her throat squeezing the slick flesh.
Tipping his head back, Conn slurped lewdly as he gave Sarah's feet a final lick that made them kick in protest. The slurp was followed by a deep, wet gulp that tossed them back into his throat, the muscles gripping tightly to force Sarah deeper into the pit of his stomach. Just as Sarah's feet disappeared down his throat, the wolf's shaft exploded with another surge of hot seed. The girl's eyes snapped open when she felt the hot gush of seed in the back of her throat, followed by a soft swallow. She purred softly and nursed at the wolf's spurting erection, gently caressing his sac to help coax out the hot spunk.
Panting softly from his second climax of the evening, Conn relaxed and allowed peristalsis to carry Sarah the rest of the way to his gut. It was already swollen and rounded, threatening to blanket the girl that was so diligently emptying his loins. His fingers gently stroked the back of her head before he lifted his paw away, propping himself up instead to counter the sagging weight of his stomach.
A heavy sign escaped his lips when Sarah's feet finally settled into his gut, the helpless girl curled up in the slippery chamber. By now she barely had enough energy left to struggle, pushing weakly at the slimy walls that surrounded her. There was nothing she could do to escape, however. The fleshy walls squeezed and conformed to her body, masked beneath a layer of thick fur.
When Conn's flow began to ebb, the girl reluctantly eased herself up from his lap, licking her lips when the thick ebony length slid free. She softly stroked over his hips as her head rose, only to bump against the underside of Conn's sagging gut. Pushing up, she found it difficult to simply push the wolf's belly out of the way. She was forced to back away from Conn, wiggling across the bed until she had enough room to sit up.
Conn grinned to her, licking his lips clean of drool as he extended his arms in invitation. There was a moment of hesitation as she pondered whether or not she'd be added to the swollen gut. She didn't get the opportunity to decline, however. The wolf's arms looped around her and pulled her close, embracing her body against his swollen stomach. She struggled a moment, but settled down as the wolf's warmth radiated against her.
The wolf leaned down and lightly nuzzled her cheek, then began to softly groom her chin and lips to flick away any remaining streaks of seed that she had missed. Her eyes closed, shivering lightly each time his tongue lapped over her skin. She fully expected to feel those hot jaws closing over her head at any moment, but it never came.
"Tell me your name, dear," Conn said quietly, rubbing his hands gently along her back as he embraced her slender form.
"I'm...my name is Hannah," she replied timidly, opening her eyes to gaze up at the dark canine.
Brushing his fingers through her long purple hair, the wolf smiled warmly. "Well, welcome to my home, Hannah. I think you'll find it to be quite pleasant here."
The girl gave a soft nod. Her eyes dipped down when she felt the wolf's belly wiggle against her. Her hands reached up to press against the distinct bulge, feeling the frame of her friend trapped within. After a moment she lifted her gaze once more.
"W-what about Sarah?" she inquired, her voice becoming suddenly concerned.
"I promise she'll be quite alright," he reassured. "It would get to be quite costly if I digested my servant girls."
"So...she'll get let out?"
Conn nodded softly. "Eventually, yes. I might enjoy a nap before then, however."
Hannah looked visibly relieved. After a moment of quiet thinking, however, a mildly concerned expression returned. "Would the rest of us suffer the same fate as Sarah?"
Chuckling softly, Conn offered a little shrug. "It's quite possible. I generally reserve it for punishment, but...it can be quite sexual, too." He leaned down and softly licked her neck, letting his tongue crawl slowly upward along her ear. The soft touch made Hanna shiver.
"You might even come to enjoy it," Conn whispered quietly in her ear.
A deep blush crept over Hannah's face, ducking her head down to hide it in Conn's neck. The thought of allowing the wolf to devour her made her feel strangely warm, shifting anxiously on the bed. The sight of the girl fidgeting against him made Conn smirk, rubbing his paw down along her back.
"I think you'll fit quite nicely in my home, my dear. This is where you belong..."