The Flesh Trade, pt. 3: Lupercus.
#3 of The Flesh Trade
This is a story series for Lupercus Whitewolf. Things are starting to heat up a bit now. Xarius Augustine, the dragon slaver tycoon has decided to impliment a new policy requiring all of his non-dragon slavers and guards to wear chastity devices while at work. This does not sit well with a certain wolf who conducts a bit of "industrial sabotage" with the "merchandise" as his little way of quitting.
Lupercus (c) his creator.
The Flesh Trade
by, WolfHound Baxton
part 3: Lupercus
"Aieegh!,"
The smallish fox squealed in pain as the merciless whip struck his back. He panted and gulped as he wondered how much more he could take, his leg squirming and dragging across the bare concrete floor of the slave farm with their black-furred "socks."
... Another stroke of the whip came, eliciting another terrified scream from the fox slave, nude but for his AE 4000 chastity device and locking control collar. In addition to this, the fox sported a blocky tattoo across his left chest reading "SLAVE#171"
If not for the chains and shackles holding him up against the wall, the fox would probably have collapsed from exhaustion and pain from his merciless tormenter, Corporal Lupercus Whitewolf.
Lupercus was more extreme in his approach to slaves than even his former superior, the infamous Sergeant Baxter, known for breaking bones, had been. Lupercus believed that every slave must be totally broken through pain and humiliation before they could be considered trained.
The pure white wolf was also much the opposite of his boss, the notorious dragon speciesist Xarius Augustine in that he believed wolves superior to all other species rather than dragons. Sub-Lupines were unworthy of pleasure and release, even unworthy of a sense of self. Like Xarius had been in his early days, Lupercus was determined to create his own empire someday where he could impose his values on hapless slaves and minions.
The white wolf looked uncomfortable in his military uniform, not so much because he disapproved of the attire but because he disliked the concept of clothes at all, aside from a loincloth to protect the decency of wolves.
He undid his pants quickly and pulled out his magnificent wolfhood, already greatly excited by the whipping, and rubbed it against the fox's tender tailhole.
The virginal fox yelped with surprise and fear.
"But Sir," he objected. "You're not allowed to use us. You're supposed to be caged like me..."
"...Like I give a shit," said Lupercus before thrusting his hot wolf dick dry into that tiny little virgin slave's hole, causing him to yelp and howl as waves of excruciating pain shot throughout his tiny body.
"Ah, fuck yes! ... mmm," came the calm response of Lupercus, experiencing the opposite sensation: the sublime bliss of thrusting your hard and needy tool into a small, wet, impossibly tight quivering hole.
"I got something else for you too," said the wolf, reaching for a device hanging from his belt and unhooking it, "since you're such a questioning disrespectful little bitch."
The wolf waved it in front of the unfortunate slave's face: a cruel steel burdizzo.
"N... no!," sniveled the fox, tears forming in his eyes as he contemplated his fate. "Please... no. You can't! I belong to AE."
"Like I said, I don't give a fucking shit!"
With that, the wolf gave a hard thrust into thfox's hole, popping his growing knot in and pulling it out as well as he adjusted the clamps over the fox slave's tender young balls.
The fox screamed as the clamp was tightened around the base of his sac, finally crushing his little tubes, leaving him gelded.
As the fox screamed and writhed in pain, his tailhole squeezed and quivered around Lupercus' massive dick as the wolf sunk his knot once more into the unfortunate slave's rear, tying him this time.
Lupercus leaned down and gripped the back of the fox's neck tightly in his jaws and plowed him even while tied until he filled him with a thick load of hot and creamy wolf seed.
"What were you thinking!?," raged Captain Tobit, the otter officer waving his hands and scowling at the taller wolf merc. "Do you realize the extent of the damage you've done to AE property!?"
Lupercus shrugged, "I don't know if I'd call him damaged. There's quite a market out there for neutered foxes."
"It's not just that," protested the jittery otter. "But you completely ruined his tailhole. Virgin to wrecked all in one night!."
Lupercus shrugged again and then chuckled grimly. "What? I have a life you know. Friends to see and such. I had to yank my knot out. wasn't about to spend my Friday night tied to the little bitch."
"Corporal, you know that under these circumstances the company cannot retain your employment," said Tobit.
"And that's just fine by me!," sneered Lupercus. "Consider tonight's fun my little note of resignation. There's no way anyone's getting a fucking chastity cage on this wolf! And I don't give a damn what some stuck up so-called 'Dragon God' has to say about it, no matter how rich he is!"
After that, Lupercus went out for a drink. This black mark would be on his record for a good long while and it was not likely that he would be able to find employment again in this field, but luckily opportunities would soon come his way as Servicorps was badly in need of staff.