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Robin Hood walked slowly down the cold stone hallways, his wrists in chains and his head hanging low in defeat. The Sheriff of Nottingham had finally captured him and was now leading him from the dungeon towards the throne room where Prince John waited. What made the situation worse was the fact that the Sheriff had captured the fabled Robin Hood using one of the oldest tricks in the book. The captive fox vaguely remembered hearing a cry for help and rushing to help, only to be ambushed and knocked unconscious when his guard was down. An old, simple trap, yet he fell for it all the same.

"Why the long face, fox?" the Sheriff spoke up, looking down at his prize with a smirk, "You should be happy, yer Prince John's guest of honour after all!" the wolf laughed mockingly. Robin avoided his gaze and looked down at the floor, seething with anger. He knew how proud of himself the Sheriff must have felt leading the vulpine down those halls. No doubt Prince John would reward him handsomely for capturing the legendary outlaw. Robin was lead into the throne room; the Sheriff walking in front of him and two heavyset rhino guards walking next to him.

"Here y'go, yer majesty!" the Sheriff said, grinning wide as he presented the fox to the false Prince, "One outlaw, just for you!" he placed a hand on Robin's shoulder and pushed him to his knees, forcing him to bow in front of the lion. Prince John glared down at the prisoner silently for a moment before bursting out into laughter.

"Aha! Finally! I've waited for this for so long! The great Robin Hood in chains before me!"

"I, ah, I trust the good Prince has some sort of reward for the man who captured him?" the Sheriff asked. Prince John continued to stare at the fox, never tearing his eyes away from him.

"A reward?" he asked, "Heh... Why of course. I have the perfect reward for you." the Sheriff's eyes lit up at that, "But first, I want the guards to leave us alone." the two rhino guards who had helped escort the outlaw into the throne room looked at each other, unsure. Prince John spoke up again.

"Go on, you heard me! Leave!" the two guards hesitated for a moment before nodding obediently and leaving the throne room. Prince John looked over at Sir Hiss who had coiled himself around the top of the throne.

"You too." he said.

"What?" Hiss asked, "But... but you can't ask me to leave, I want to see what you-"

"Hiss!" the Prince growled. Hiss recoiled slightly before letting out a sigh.

"Yes, sssssir." he said before slithering down the throne. He gave Robin a dirty look as he left, slithering out of the door which had been left ajar.

"So, uh... about that reward?" the Sheriff asked.

"Oh you'll get your reward." the feline Prince smirked and stood up from his throne. "You'll get your reward soon enough." John walked over to the fox who was still on his knees, staring up hatefully at the prince.

"How does it feel to bow down in front of me, fox?" John smirked, "You must feel so embarrassed." Robin remained silent, "What, no sarcastic remarks? But you're usually so quick with your glib comments." Robin just scoffed at the Prince, staring him in the eyes. He wanted to spit at him, to taunt and make fun of the lion, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He felt so weak and defeated.

"So, ah, what're we gonna do with him?" the Sheriff asked, "Put him in the stocks? Make an example outta him?"

"Hmm, no." John shook his head, "I have something else in store for him." with that, John approached the Sheriff and leaned forward before whispering into his ear. Robin couldn't hear a word he was saying, but he definitely didn't like the wide, evil grin that spread across the Sheriff's face.

"Yeah... Yeah, I like that idea!" the Sheriff chuckled, "I like it a lot!" the Prince and Sheriff looked down at Robin who gulped nervously. He hated to admit it, but he was more than a bit scared of what the two were going to do with him. His fear didn't go unnoticed.

"Heh, look at 'im, he's scared!" the Sheriff laughed. Robin blushed and looked away, embarrassed, "Aw, don't worry, fox, we'll be real gentle with ya! Like I said before, yer our guest of honour after all!" the Sheriff laughed and placed a strong, firm hand on the fox's shoulder.

"Heh, well, I think it's time to have some fun with our... 'guest of honour'" Prince John smirked. He reached down and took the feathered hat Robin always wore and threw it onto the floor.

"You won't need that." he said, "In fact, you won't be needing any of those clothes." Robin looked up at the Prince, confused.

"W...what?" he asked.

"Are you deaf all of a sudden? I said you won't be needing your clothes! Sheriff, help me strip him."

"Yessir!" the wolf said. He reached down and grabbed the fox's tunic in his hands before tearing it from his body.

"Ahh!" Robin gasped in surprise as he heard his clothes rip and felt them torn away from him, leaving him in nothing but his loincloth. Robin's cheek's turned pink under his red fur and he looked away from the two males. He couldn't bare to look at them.

"Haha, well look at that, the boy's blushing!" the Sheriff laughed, "What's wrong, fox? You embarrassed? Well get used to it, I'm gonna humiliate you like you humiliated me with all yer damn tricks!" the Sheriff knelt down and took a hold of Robin's loincloth. Robin gasped.

"No, wait!" he pleaded. The Sheriff looked up at him, surprised to hear the great Robin Hood pleading like that.

"Haha, yer beggin' now?" the wolf laughed, "Wow, I never thought I'd see the day. You know what, fox, maybe if you beg some more then I won't take this off and you can keep what lil dignity you have left." Robin hesitated. He couldn't bare the thought of the Sheriff tearing his only shred of clothing away from him like that but... could he really beg like that? Robin gulped and swallowed his pride before speaking up.

"P...please." he said, "Please don't."

"Speak up, boy! I can't hear ya!" the Sheriff chuckled, tightening his grip on Robin's loincloth and threatening to tear it away from him.

"Stop! Please, no! I-I'm begging you!" Robin begged pitifully, throwing away his pride in the hopes that the Sheriff would let him keep the only thing covering his crotch, "I-I'll do anything, just... just please stop!"

"Heh, there's a good lil fox!" the Sheriff chuckled, "You know, I might've let you keep your loincloth, if I hadn't been lying." Robin looked up at him in dismay and gasped as he felt the cloth torn away from his body, revealing his naked crotch to the two bigger males. He blushed deeply as he felt two scrutinizing him, their eyes moving up and down his naked body.

"Haha, would you look at that!" Prince John laughed, "Looks like the great Robin Hood's carrying a dagger rather than a sword!" John and the Sheriff both laughed as they looked down at the captive fox and his diminutive sheath. As embarrassed as he was to admit it, Robin was pretty small in that department. He had seen many other men naked in his time and they were all a lot bigger downstairs than he was.

"Heh, I was bigger than that when I was just a boy!" the Sheriff chuckled, "No wonder you didn't want to take your loincloth off, you didn't want us to see that tiny lil sheath of yours!" Robin stayed silent, avoiding their gazes, his cheeks now a bright pink colour.

"I think we should show him what a real man looks like, don't you?" Prince John smirked and looked over at the Sheriff who nodded eagerly.

"Oh, yeah! Gotta show our guest here what a real cock looks like!" the Sheriff laughed as he started undoing his armour.

Robin gulped as he watched the two males undressing. He still wasn't sure what the two of them had planned for him, but he definitely didn't like the way this was going.

"What... what are you going to do with me?" Robin asked, dreading the answer.

"Oh, we're just going to have some fun with you." Prince John smirked as he pulled his robes off and let them drop to the floor.

"F...fun?" Robin asked.

"That's right, fox." the Sheriff grinned, letting his garments drop to the floor, leaving him in nothing but his loincloth, "You'll find out what we mean by that soon enough, ain't that right your majesty?" he looked over at Prince John who had just stripped himself of his trousers and, like the Sheriff, was left only with his loincloth.

"Oh, yes, he'll find out soon enough." he grinned. Robin looked down. He couldn't help but notice that both the Prince and Sheriff's loincloths were bulging slightly. He gulped nervously.

"Well, time to get these off, I reckon!" the Sheriff smirked before tearing his loincloth off. Prince John did the same and, in a split second, the two were standing completely naked in front of the humiliated vulpine, their naked bodies proudly on display and their lengths already poking out of their sheaths. Robin couldn't help but stare at them.

"Heh, you like it, boy?" the Sheriff asked and reached down to grope at his own naked sheath.

"Hey, what's wrong, fox?" Prince John asked mockingly as he looked at the vulpine's sheath, "You're not hard. Aren't you looking forward to the fun we're going to have with you?" Robin didn't speak, but just shook his head in response, "Hmph. Sheriff, why don't you go and make him nice and hard?"

"Heh, will do yer majesty." the wolf chuckled and knelt down next to the fox before reaching down and taking his small sheath in his hand.

"Oh!" Robin gasped out when he felt the Sheriff's warm hand groping at his nether regions.

"Damn, fox, you're so small down there! Wonder how big it'll be once we've gotten you all hard." the Prince watched nearby, his hand working up and down his hardening length as he watched the chubby wolf molesting their captive.

"How's that feel, boy?" the Sheriff breathed, "That feel good?"

"P...please stop..." Robin whimpered as the bigger male stroked his sheath and gave his balls a good squeeze.

"Heh, stop? But I'm having so much fun!" the Sheriff chuckled as he ignored the vulpine's pleading. Robin grunted and moaned, trying desperately to keep himself from getting hard. There was no way he was going to give Prince John and the Sheriff the satisfaction of seeing him like that. However, it wasn't long until he felt his body betray him.

"No..don't!" Robin thought to himself, pleading with his own body. He couldn't stop it and a moment later he could feel his length hardening from his sheath.

"Ha, there we go!" the Sheriff laughed as he felt the fox's warm cock hardening against his hand, "Guess yer enjoying all the attention, eh?" Robin blushed and looked away.

"Ah!" Robin let out a gasp as the Sheriff gripped his hardening length in his hand and squeezed it tight.

"That's it, let's get you all nice 'n' hard!" the wolf worked his hand up and down the fox's cock, listening with a grin to the soft moans he was getting from him.

"Nghh! Oh!" Robin let out a reluctant moan as the Sheriff stroked at his cock.

"Heh, yeah, moan fer me." the Sheriff breathed. Robin's small cock was completely hard in seconds, standing fully erect at four inches. The Sheriff gave his cock a few more tugs before removing his hand.

"Haha, is that it?" the Sheriff laughed, "Why, that's gotta be the most pathetic prick I've ever seen!"

"Indeed, it's so small!" Prince John chuckled. Robin whimpered and looked up at the two bigger males. They were both so much bigger than he was down there... The Sheriff's cock throbbed, hard and erect at eight inches. Prince John stood nearby, stroking at his own aching, seven inch member. The Prince looked over at the wolf.

"Well... are you ready for your reward?"

"Yessir!" the Sheriff said quickly. Robin looked up at the two of them, confused.

"Oh, you look confused, fox." John smirked, "Well, to put it simply; you're his reward. I'm going to let him use you however he wants."

"That's right, boy." the Sheriff said, taking his own big, thick length in his hand, "However I want."

"P...please no..." Robin whimpered, "You can't do this to me..."

"I can do whatever I want to you, fox!" the Sheriff growled, taking a step towards his captive, "Yer my little bitch now, Robin, and yer gonna do whatever I say. And you can start..." he gripped the base of his hard cock in his hand and pressed it against Robin's face, "...by giving my cock a good suck." Robin whimpered as he felt the warm, thick meat rubbing up against face, smearing his fur in the Sheriff's warm pre-cum.

"Come on, open up! You should be used to sucking cock; I bet you've sucked off those merry men of yers plenty of times!" the Sheriff laughed, "Why, with a tiny prick like that, sucking off real men's all yer good for!"

"Please st- nghh!" his begging was cut off when the Sheriff shoved his cock into his mouth. The wolf let out a soft gasp as he felt the warmth of Robin's mouth

"Ohh, yeah, that's good!" he gasped as he forced several inches of thick wolf cock down the captive fox's throat, "Now get to sucking you lil slut!"

"Mrph! Mm!" Robin let out muffled moans around the Sheriff's length as he was forced to take the huge cock inside him. Prince John stood nearby, watching as the Sheriff raped his mouth. The lion was working his hand up and down his cock and enjoying the show. The Sheriff placed both hands firmly on the back of Robin's head and started humping into him, working his cock in and out of the fox's warm maw. Robin had no choice but to kneel there and suck on the chubby wolf's cock. He couldn't fight back; not with his arms chained behind his back as they were. Maybe later he could find some way to escape this place, but for now he was just going to have to do whatever the Sheriff and Prince told him to do, he had no choice.

"Mphh!" Robin grunted as the Sheriff thrust forward and buried his aching cock down the vulpine's throat. His muffled moans and gasps echoed around the throne room as the bigger male humped his face, his chubby belly resting on the top of Robin's head.

"How is he?" Prince John asked.

"Mm, the lil slut's got a real good mouth on him!" the Sheriff answered with a grunt, "If he keeps sucking like that then he'll be getting a mouthful of my cum soon enough!" Robin whimpered at just the thought of having to take the Sheriff's load in his mouth... Prince John kept stroking himself as he watched, working his hand up and down his throbbing cock at increasing speeds, the fur of his hand down covered in the pre-cum dripping from his cock head. He could feel his climax building up slowly and took a step closer to the vulpine. When he came, he was going to make sure to paint Robin's fur with his cum.

By this point Robin's mouth was full of the Sheriff's warm, sticky pre-cum. Unable to spit it out, his only choice was to swallow the salty stuff. He groaned as he felt the stuff sliding down his throat, the taste lingering in his mouth as the bigger, stronger wolf continued to face-fuck him, ruthlessly shoving his manhood in and out of his maw.

"Oh, that's it, keep going! Keep sucking my cock you dirty little slut!" the wolf moaned out, his voice echoing around the throne room, "How's it feel to suck a real man's cock, fox? Feel good? I bet you love suckin' a nice, big cock like this!"

"Mrrph!" Robin whimpered around the Sheriff's length in reply.

"Heh, that a yes, boy?" the wolf smirked as he rammed his cock down the fox's throat once again. Robin could see John out the corner of his eye, his hand working furiously up and down his length, his body tense.

"Ngh... I'm getting close..." the feline breathed, gripping his shaft tight. His breathing became heavier and he could feel his orgasm approaching. He stepped closer to Robin and rubbed his throbbing cock head against his face, moaning in pleasure as he stroked himself until he couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud moan, Prince John thrust forward, his cock twitching and throbbing as he blew his load across Robin Hood's face.

"Mmmrrph!" Robin let out a muffled moan as he felt his face covered in the lion's warm, thick cum, turning his red fur white with the stuff. John's stokes slowed down as he came several hot loads of cum across Robin's face, He released the grip he had on his length as his orgasm subsided and took a step back to look at the now cum-covered fox whose mouth was still full of the Sheriff's big, fat wolf cock.

"I have to say, Robin, you look good covered in my cum like that." the lion smirked. Robin's cheeks turned bright red. He couldn't believe this was happening; he couldn't believe he was being humiliated like this. Robin could feel the Sheriff's grip on his head tighten and heard his breathing intensify. With a groan of dismay, he braced himself as best he could.

"I'm getting close, you little bitch!" the wolf gasped out in pleasure as his cock shot a hefty load of pre inside the fox's mouth. His thrusts became harder and faster until he was furiously pounding away at Robin's face.

"Nghh, get ready, slut! I want you to swallow all of this!" the Sheriff roared as he thrust forward, his huge cock erupting inside his captive's mouth. The fox moaned around his shaft as his mouth was suddenly flooded with the Sheriff's thick cum. Robin groaned and tried to break free of the Sheriff's grip, but the stronger male held him in place, forcing him to take his load inside him.

"That's it, be a good lil fox and swallow it!" the chubby wolf humped into the fox's face as he came, grunting and moaning in pleasure as his throbbing cock shot load after load of hot wolf seed into his bitch's mouth. Robin swallowed the stuff obediently, not that he had much choice. He winced and groaned as he swallowed, silently begging for this torment to be over.

The Sheriff's thrusts slowed down as his orgasm subsided and he eventually stopped before slowly sliding his cock, dripping with cum, from Robin's mouth. The vulpine coughed and spat the moment his mouth was free. He fell forward, exhausted and unable to sit upright any longer. Unable to use his chained up hands to stop himself, he ended up with his face pressed up against the soft, red carpet that lead up to Prince John's throne.

"Awr, I think the lil fox's all tired!" the Sheriff chuckled, "Too bad I ain't done with him yet." Robin looked up at the Sheriff weakly. He wondered what else he had in store for him. The wolf slowly circled around Robin, looking down at him with a wide grin on his face. Robin looked over at Prince John who stood nearby, his cock hard once again as he watched the show the Sheriff was giving him. The Prince smirked as their eyes met.

"Tired already?" he asked, "You should work on that stamina of yours, fox, you're going to need it for what we have planned for you!" the two bigger males chuckled evilly.

"Ah!" Robin gasped when he felt the Sheriff place a hand firmly on his rump.

"Mm, yer've got a nice little cute ass back here, fox." the Sheriff grinned as he gave Robin's plump behind a good squeeze, eliciting a soft squeak from the vulpine. The wolf ran his hand across the prisoner's red-furred rump, groping and squeezing at it and listening to the squeaks and gasps he was getting from the fox before turning his attention to Robin's exposed hole. He started teasing it, stroking it with a single finger. Robin shivered as he felt the wolf playing with his taint and cried out suddenly when the wolf shoved his finger inside.

"Oh, nice 'n' tight!" he said as he pushed his finger deeper inside the fox, "Yeah, real tight. I can't wait to give this hole of yers a good fucking!"

"Huh?" Robin whimpered, "N-no, you can't... You can't do that! Please, I'll..." he hesitated for a moment before swallowing what little was left of his pride, "I'll suck you! I'll suck you as much as you like, just please not that!"

"Heh, damn right you'll suck me as much as I like." the Sheriff grinned, "But you know, fox, having yer cock sucked ain't good enough sometimes. Sometimes you just gotta find a good, tight hole to fuck instead!" he slowly removed his finger from the fox's ass before getting into position behind him, his cock hard and throbbing.

"No! I-I'm begging you!" Robin pleaded desperately as he felt the warm, cum-covered tip of the wolf's member pressed up against his taint. The Sheriff ignored his begging and pushed forward slowly.

"Ahh!" Robin cried out and tensed up as he felt his hole stretched painfully around the wolf's thick length. He felt the Sheriff grip the sides of his ass tight and push forward, shoving inch after inch of hard wolf cock deep inside him.

"Mph! Damn, boy, you've got one helluva tight ass!" the Sheriff grunted as he forced the fifth inch of his length inside the fox. Robin cried out, his moans echoing around the throne room. Prince John knelt down next to him, a wide grin on his face.

"How's it feel, fox?" he asked, "How's it feel to be our little bitch?"

"Ahh!" Robin moaned, "I...I..." he tried desperately to think of something to say; some sort of clever quip or smart insult to throw at the prince, but he couldn't. He felt so hopeless and defeated. He clenched his fists as he felt the Sheriff push his last inch inside the fox's ass.

"Hope yer ready for this, fox!" the Sheriff grunted as he started to slide his huge cock out of Robin's hole, only to shove it all back in with a single thrust of his hips.

"Ah! S-stop! Stop it, please!" Robin cried out.

"You want us to be gentle with you?" John asked, "Then do something for me. I want you to say something."

"W-what?!" Robin gasped as the wolf behind him continued to rape his ass, "S-say what?!" the lion paused for a moment before leaning forward and whispering into Robin's ear. The fox's eyes widened.

"No! Never! Ill never- ahh!" he moaned out as the Sheriff thrust deep inside him again, sending shivers through the vulpine's body as his huge wolf cock slammed against his prostate.

"Say it, boy!" John growled.

"I... I can't!" Robin gasped. Prince John looked over at the Sheriff.

"Sheriff, you can make our prisoner here more cooperative, can't you?" he asked.

"Heh, 'course I can!" the Sheriff smirked and turned his attention back to Robin, "Go on, fox, do what the good Prince John told ya to!" with that, he brought his right hand up before bringing it down hard on the side of Robin's behind, forcing out a loud cry from the vulpine.

"Say it!" Prince John ordered.

"N-no!" Robin gasped as the Sheriff brought his hand down on his ass a second time, followed by a third and a fourth.

"I can keep this up all day, fox!" the Sheriff said before spanking the fox a fifth time. Robin whimpered and clenched his teeth, trying to ignore the burning pain in his ass as the Sheriff both spanked and fucked him.

"Stop!" Robin begged.

"Heh, you want it to stop? Then say what I want to hear." John said. Robin couldn't take it anymore. The ruthless pounding he was getting along with the spanking was too much. There was more than a good chance that Prince John was lying; there was no way they were going to go easier on him if he did as he was told... but he was willing to take that risk; anything if it meant less of the punishment the Sheriff was giving him. Robin whimpered and stuttered before forcing himself to yell out what the prince wanted.

"ALL HAIL PRINCE JOHN!" Robin cried out. The words echoed around the throne room and both Prince John and the Sheriff stopped for a moment, shocked to actually hear those words coming from Robin Hood's mouth. Robin looked away from the two bigger males during the silence that followed, embarrassed and humiliated as his own voice echoed back at him, seeming to mock him. The silence was soon broken when Prince John started laughing, followed seconds later by the Sheriff. Soon enough, the two of them were laughing uproariously.

"Ha! I guess all it takes to break the great Robin Hood is a good cock up the ass, eh?" the Sheriff laughed and thrust forward, forcing out a submissive gasp from Robin as he buried his cock inside him.

"Heh, I never thought I'd see the day; Robin Hood praising me! Haha, it's all too much!" Prince John laughed. Robin just looked away, refusing to look at him. The only noises he made we his cries and moans as the Sheriff continued to fuck his tight ass.

"Hey, I wonder what lil John and them merry men of yers would say if they saw you now!" the Sheriff said, "Seeing their hero actin' like a good, obedient lil slut!" Robin whimpered in reply. He could see John out the corner of his eye; the lion had his hand on his cock once again. Robin had to assume that the prince got off on humiliating people like this. Behind him, the Sheriff's thrusts were becoming harder and faster. Robin braced himself as the wolf ruthlessly and mercilessly fucked his ass, pounding away at him and enjoying the tightness and warmth of his bitch's virgin ass. John stood nearby, stroking at his cock, his shaft gripped tight as he pleasured himself to the sight of Robin being fucked by the big, chubby wolf.

It was then that Robin felt a shiver run through his body as the Sheriff's length slammed against his prostate. His own small cock shot a load of pre-cum across the floor as, to his own dismay, he felt himself getting close to cumming. The attention his ass was getting from the Sheriff was slowly pushing him over the edge. He clenched his teeth and tried to hold himself back. There was no way he was going to let himself cum like this. He dreaded what Prince John and the Sheriff would say; there would no doubt be no end to their mocking. He clenched his fists and squeaked pathetically as he desperately tried to stop himself from cumming. His attempts were all in vain however. Within a few seconds he felt himself pass the point of no return and, with a loud, uncontrollable moan that echoed throughout the throne room, he thrust his hips towards the floor, blowing his load across the prince's carpet, covering it with several hot ropes of his fox cum.

"Haha! Well look at that, our little slut's cumming!" the prince laughed.

"Really now?" the Sheriff smirked, "Well I guess the lil bitch likes being fucked like a dirty slut! Ain't that right, boy?" he thrust in deep as he spoke.

"Ahh! N-no!" Robin cried out, his cheeks turning a bright red as his two captors mocked and humiliated him.

"No? Awr, but Robin, you sound like yer enjoying havin' my cock in yer ass! Yer just a little cock slut, fox! Why, with a lil cock like that, the only thing yer good for is bein' a cock warmer fer real men!" Robin whimpered in reply and tried to ignore the Sheriff's taunts.

"Ohh! Hope yer ready, bitch, cos I'm gettin' close!" the Sheriff breathed, thrusting forward and shoving his thick cock deep inside Robin's body. Robin tensed up and clenched his fists as the Sheriff's thrusts intensified. He could hear the wolf behind him panting and gasping as his climax drew closer and closer until, finally, the Sheriff couldn't hold back. With a loud roar of a moan, the Sheriff thrust deep inside Robin, his cock twitching and filling Robin with his thick cum, coating the inside of his ass with the stuff.

"Ahhh!" Robin cried out as he felt his tormentor cumming inside him.

"That's it, bitch, moan for me!" the Sheriff grunted as he continued to fuck the fox's ass as he came, "Bet you just love being filled with a real man's cum, don't you, you little slut?!"

"Ah! Ahh!" Robin squeaked submissively. Prince John watched, stroking his own cock as the Sheriff filled the fox with his seed. Within a few more seconds the feline found himself reaching orgasm too. He stroked furiously at his length as he shot load after load across Robin Hood's body, covering his fur with the sticky stuff.

After what seemed like hours to the abused fox, the Sheriff finally slid his cock out of his hole, his cum dripping out of his stretched ass. Robin stayed in the position he was in, panting and exhausted.

"Heh, I gotta say, fox, you've got the tightest ass I've ever fucked!" the Sheriff took a step back and gave his softening cock a couple of tugs as he looked down at the abused fox ass, "So, question is, what're we gonna do with him now?" he looked over at Prince John whose cock was slowly softening back into his sheath.

"Throw him in the dungeons." he said, "We can always bring him back up here if we want to have a bit of fun with him." the lion grinned evilly.

"Yessir!" the Sheriff said. He picked up his clothes from the floor and started to dress himself before grabbing Robin's arm and pulling him to his feet.

"C'mon, fox! Let's go pick out a nice cell for ya to stay in!" he was about to leave when John stopped him.

"Ah, and Sheriff? Make sure the guards and other prisoners get a good look at the state he's in as you go, will you?"

"Hehe, yessir." the Sheriff chuckled as he dragged the fox out of the throne room. Prince John approached his throne and sat down, a wide grin on his face. Robin Hood was finally captured. He was his to do with as he pleased. Robin was his little, obedient sex slave. He started to feel slightly tingly as he imagined the humiliation Robin must have been feeling at that moment and his grin widened as he realised that he, Prince John, had won.