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I got a lot of wonderful feedback for part 2 and want to thank everyone for all the comments (that's a really cool story JoshyWolf. I'm flattered). I found part 3 a lot easier to write than part 2. Eh, I don't know for sure, but I think part 4 will be the last one, so don't worry too much about Toby. He's a strong kit. I tried to mix up the plot a little bit in this one, hope it works out.

Love in the strangest of places Part 3

By Drockan

The tears of the Necros flowed long into the night. Every emotion he had ever felt came pouring out in one sudden rush. He cuddled the fox closely to his chest and wished desperately for his health. The warmth from his mate was the only thing that kept Toby going. The fox drifted in and out of consciousness throughout the night. Sometimes he awoke in moans of pain before blacking out again. Only soothing licks from the wolf would put Toby to sleep again. This went on for hours into morning. Necros dared not close his eyes and fall asleep. He was too afraid he might wake up and lose Toby. The rest of his night was restless. Too much sorrow and regret filled his heart for respite.

The morning wore on, and Toby kept drifting in and out of his painful slumber. Necros never once let go of Toby. "Necros! Put that bitch down! It's time to eat!" Ragarth yelled at them from above. He then flung a carcass over the railing. The wolf did not move. He had no appetite. Toby's safety was now much more important than his hunger. Even the finest prey could not separate the wolf from his fox. Ragarth snarled when he figured out Necros had no interest in his meal. "Come on Necros! Screw that bitch! He deserved what he got!" Ragarth tried to further convince the wolf. "Come on, you got a fight coming up! Eat, you need the strength!" The giant horse snarled again in anger when Necros made no further moves. He just tightly held onto the poor fox. Ragarth surely could not just stand there and watch the meat rot, but what could he possibly do? "If I come back and you haven't eaten, then Mathias will hear of this!" Ragarth threatened.

Little did he know that his words were lost to the two. Toby was in too much pain for his senses to work, and Necros was sharing in that pain. All he wanted was for the fox to be all right. Why did Mathias have to do something like that? Why could he not have Toby as his mate? The wolf was still greatly confused, but he was sure about one thing. He cared for Toby much more than he did for Mathias. Still he had to acknowledge that his master held all the advantages. He controlled his diet, health, and could take away Toby whenever he wished. He looked down at the sleeping fox once again. That which Toby had said about him being a prisoner was starting to make a lot more sense. How could he possibly escape though? He had to leave his pen to fight, but Toby would have to stay. He was not going anywhere without Toby. Could there be some other way out?

He licked Toby's nape again. His fur tasted like his cum and urine. This would be a fitting taste for his bitch but not his mate. Carefully cradling the smaller fox in his arms, Necros carried him over to his trough. He drew water with his paw and carefully rubbed it in Toby's matted fur. Slowly the snowy whiteness of Toby started to show again, as the sticky, matted fur was gradually cleaned. Necros was nearly halfway done bathing Toby when he awoke with a soft moan of anguish. Necros just licked across his muzzle and continued to clean him. It was not until he was completely done grooming his mate that Toby partially opened his eyes to see Necros staring back down at him. The constant suffering he felt throughout the night had mostly numbed in his body. Still any little movements were enough to reawaken his pain. He reached down with one paw and felt his tail-hole. It was absurdly stretched but not completely torn as he had thought. He traced the outside with two fingers. It would take sometime to heal, and he already knew that his mate would understand. He only hoped that Mathias did not have anything else planned for him, at least for a few days to recover.

After Necros gave Toby his bath, he carried him to his bed of hay. The fragile little fox shuddered. Toby had finally come to. The warmth from Necros comforted him greatly and made Toby's suffering be forgotten. The shunned meat now had flies gathering around it, and its stench was starting to even permeate through the heavy musk of Necros. Toby stared in the eyes of his beast long and hard. He was partially angry with him for doing what he did. Though, the more he thought about it, Necros was not to blame at all. He only wanted to be with him. Alone Toby knew he could not beat Mathias, but together with Necros, he might have a shot. He just had to think of a plan.

"I love you... and I forgive you. I know you did not want to hurt me," Toby said. Those words were pure delight to the beast. All this time he was worried Toby might never want to touch him again. He could not help but lick the fox across the face several times. "Hey, hey... down boy," Toby said before changing his composure to a more serious demeanor.

"You want to leave, don't you?" the fox asked. Toby could already see the answer in the wolf's eyes. He responded by nodded and licking Toby's cheek. "Mathias is not what he seems. He wants to control you by using me. I won't let him... We can't let him." The words may have created confusion in the beast before, but after what he witnessed last night, Necros was starting to see things clearly. He again licked Toby's face in response and held him tighter. Toby buried his head in the furry chest of his mate before sighing. He did not want to tell him what would have to be done. He lifted his head out of the thick fur and stared up into the eyes of the wolf. "Listen to me Necros. You have to disobey him, no matter what! I can take whatever he has to give me, but you have to stay strong. Let him know that he can't control you, not even by using me." Toby paused and then looked over toward the gate, "See this gate, we have to find out how to open it."

Necros looked confused. He never understood anything mechanical. His handlers always took care of those types of things. Toby could sense this as well. "You have to try, or... maybe there can be another way," Toby said. He racked his brain in an effort to gain ideas. There would be no rest in his struggle. He had to find a way out! A sudden, unexpected growl came from Necros. It seemed he had picked up on someone's scent. Just the sickening feeling in his stomach made Toby already guess who it was. Ragarth was the first one to lean over the railing. "See sir! He didn't touch his food! I told'em you'd be mad! But he don't listen! All wrapped up with his bitch!" It was obvious he was talking to someone else.

It took only a moment for the head of Mathias to appear over the railing. He was joined a moment later by Delana, an arm wrapped around her side. Synchronous growling was heard from the two below. Mathias just returned with his devilish smile. "I thought I said he was to have no privileges! Now I come here and behold you cradling a worthless piece of trash in your arms, instead of eating the meat I go to tremendous lengths to have prepared for you! Not only that, but you're bestowing the privilege of sleeping with you... ON YOUR BED! Necros... from now on he sleeps on the cold floor. Not because you are good enough to sleep on the ground Toby, but because we have no other choice. When will you learn that he is worthless Necros?" Mathias's voice was filled with a controlled rage. His anger just made Toby laugh.

"Well, I'd say I'm worth a lot more than the piece of trash your holding in your arm!" he yelled back, bellowing laughter as he did so. Necros had thought this was a serious situation, but Toby was making him start to chuckle. A slight look of displeasure appeared on the face of the tigress.

"I am worth much more than you'll ever know dear," she responded, then drew herself closer to Mathias.

"What.... 500, 1000, or how about two bits of silver, how much can I get for that?" Toby smiled. This exchange was only amusing the young fox. Necros was inspired at Toby's unrelenting defiance.

"Enough Toby!" Mathias cut in, seeking to turn this into a more serious affair. "I came here to get Necros. His match has been moved up. He is to fight immediately."

"I don't think so. My mate doesn't fight unless I approve of his opponent first. And right now, I think he only wants to fight you. So if you can set up the match, I'll give him the ok." Toby said, his voice of full of sarcasm. His smile only grew as he saw Mathias getting angrier. Necros did not know what to think. He never made any such agreement but ended up going along with it. He had never seen such open defiance from a weaker species.

"...Your mate! What! That's it! I've had enough of you Toby. Necros will fight tonight regardless of what you desire, and by night's end..." Mathias paused for a long moment until Delana whispered something in his ear. "My, my dear... I was unaware you could be so crude." He returned his attention to the pair below. "Toby, by night's end you will know your place. You shall willingly refuse to be his mate and only desire to be his slave. As for you Necros... if you fail me again tonight, my previous restraint will not be in place for your punishment this time!"

"He's not listening to you anymore. So go take your restraint and stick it up your ass!" Toby shot back. Mathias only growled, unable to think of anything to say. He walked away angry and uncertain to whether he had accomplished anything at all. There were a few following minutes of silence after. Necros spent that time lovingly necking with Toby. He was no doubt inspired by his courage. The sudden loud sound of grinding gears could be heard in the near distance. A sudden creaking by the gate made both their heads snap around. The giant gate was starting to open. Toby stared intently. He wanted desperately to know what was on the other side. Ever so slowly the gate was finally starting to rise. Mathias was standing proud behind it.

"Come on my champion. Let go of that bitch and come hither," Mathias ordered. Necros was not in the least bit willing to obey. He wanted to strike his master down right then, though he knew better. There would be great retribution for such an act in this place, and he could not jeopardize Toby's life just to sate his revenge. Little did either Toby or Mathias know that he had something special planned for his fight tonight. Toby's iron will had taught him something valuable. Tonight he was going to make a fool of Mathias. He needed to be taught that Toby was more important. He nibbled on the fox's ear for a moment making him feel comforted. Toby sensed Necros was trying to tell him everything would be all right. The giant arms unfurled around him. Then the feral wolf set Toby down on a pile of hay. "Good boy," Mathias said. The room beyond the gate was really just another holding cell, with an equally daunting gate to lead out. The fox cursed his luck. He would have to figure out both gates, if that were the route he was to escape through.

Toby sighed when he saw Necros follow Mathias out of his den. A couple of scruffy lions rushed in before the gate started to close behind them. They were each carrying two buckets filled with water and a bale of hay tied on their backs. Necros gave once last glance to Toby before the gate finally shut completely, leaving Toby alone with the two lions. The two said nothing to him and worked feverishly to clean the den. They were wearing only equally ragged and worn out overalls and a pair of sandals. Their frames were very large, obviously due to a lifestyle of difficult physical labor. They also had very similar features. It was thought by Toby the two could be related. He even noticed one of them had whip marks across his back. Could they have been slaves? They certainly worked like slaves, and their manes had long since lost their majesty. In almost less than an hour they cleaned up all of the waste from Necros, replaced most of the hay, and filled the trough with new water. The rotting carcass was dragged to the edge of the gate for removal.

The resting fox watched them silently go about their work. All the time he wanted to reach out to them but was afraid to say anything. Finally he sensed they were almost finished and knew he had to say something. "Hey... can I talk with you guys for a second," he called out cautiously. One of them gave him a stern look in return.

"Be quiet. We can't be seen talking to you," one of them whispered harshly. He then looked up to make sure nobody was there to hear him. Little did they know that Ragarth had his ear in a perfect position.

"I just want to ask your place here. Mathias is gone. You shouldn't even be afraid of him in the first place," Toby pestered on. He felt as though someone were listening but did not care.

"That is easy for you to say young one. We are his slaves and abide by his will. He holds our families at his mercy. Sure I get go home to them, but just a quick visit from one of his men can change all that. Now be quiet. If he knows we talked with you then the punishment for all of us will be something you'll never want to endure," the tiger kept his voice down but still filled it with conviction.

"The only thing I can't endure is Mathias getting what he wants. So he has your families. That's it, just give up and give in? What if he did the same thing to your sons or daughters?" Toby made no effort to soften his voice. He wanted his rebelliousness to be known by all.

The other, slightly larger lion had not been into the conversation at all. He pretended not to even hear Toby when he talked, but the last statement made him whip is head around and stare at the fox with fire in his eyes. "You have no idea young one of what you are dealing with here. He killed my son and now holds my two daughters in one of his brothels. I now do whatever he tells me to spare them the same fate," the lion started to choke up and cry. "He killed my boy just because he tried to free his sisters from the brothel. They were bringing in a lot of money for Mathias at the time, and anyone who messes with his money doesn't live to tell about. So you best learn your place if you want to survive... young fox."

Toby was unable to say anything for a long while. He was absolutely horrified by the story. He always thought that his life was harsh. Any feelings of self-pity he held vanished at that moment. All his life Toby always thought that he had the worst luck. Now he knew better. When he looked back up the two lions had gone right back to working. "It doesn't matter!" Toby suddenly blurted out, much to the surprise of even himself. The two lions looked over at him in shock. "Don't you see! If we don't do something now then he will be free to do this to others as much as he wants! I know your daughters aren't the only daughters he's holding. You must help me. Help me and Necros get out of here... please! Together we can beat him!"

It took a moment for the pair to respond. Both looked at each other and sighed. When they looked back at Toby they gave him a soft smile. The larger one spoke first, "You have much more courage than I young one. I respect that. My name is Kal, and this is Chrone." He looked up again to make sure no one was listening. He then changed his tone to a much quieter one, so that only the fox would be able to hear. "We seek the same revenge as you Toby. I admire your spirit. Only that kind of resilience can beat Mathias," he whispered softly. "That is why we may be able to help you, but we cannot talk more right now. We clean this den every few days. Whatever is done must not implicate us, for the safety of our families is at stake. Give us time, and we may be able to figure something out. Just stay strong... and don't you dare give up like we have." When Kal was done he went right back to cleaning.

Toby was made to contemplate while watching the lions finish their work. A ray of hope had shined through him. Now there was at least a possibility of escape. He just wished that it could all be done cleanly and would not endanger innocent lives. All too soon the lions finished their work. They stood by the gate until it rose for them before hurrying off and dragging the carcass with them. Toby was left alone to nurse his injured body.

The crowd was anxious this evening. Tonight they would get a rare opportunity to see the fearsome beast of legendary fables, the perfect fighter. There were some rumors he was a rabid black monster of unprecedented ferociousness. Some even bore tales of his true identity being that of a demon summoned from the underworld. The air of tension was not lost to Mathias. He sensed the importance of this fight and traveled far into a rival's arena just to participate in it. After the last match he thought he might never find someone to offer up an opponent for Necros. He was just lucky that not all the wealth in the city belonged to him. Mathias was waiting by the edge of the arena when he spotted his man peering down in the pit by a secluded corner. There was that dastardly feline. His fur was colored like a tiger, no doubt a very expensive die job to make him appear tougher. He was extremely fat and by the look in his eyes, probably on some kind of drug at the moment. Wrapped around his arms were two gorgeous felines. They were actually authentic Siamese twins and these sisters were garbed in the same purple silk robes as he was. "Ah... Greetings Mathias... ahhh, and I shan't forget the lovely mistress," he grasped Delana's paw and kissed it softly. "Delana... always a pleasure."

The tigress smiled seductively. "Cordial as always Conrad. My girls have missed you dear. I hope you have been satisfied with our previous services."

"Ahh, more than satisfied my dear but alas," the cat made a feigning motion. Then he hugged his two females tighter. "My delightful twins and more aggravating business ventures have stolen away all my free time. I was barely able to elude my appointments to attend the tonight's engagement," the cat said. He then reached in his robes and pulled out a concealed pipe.

"Excellent... you finally get to see one of your wolves fight," Mathias said.

"Of course, of course... to be honest my interest has been peaked by this Necros of yours. He is quite the fearsome opponent they say. I hope he is able to restrain himself tonight. Although, I've heard from the whispering winds that you solved the certain little problem you were having with him," Conrad said.

Mathias looked over smugly. He was not surprised in the least that the cat knew his secrets. "The whispering winds, huh... What if I were to tell you that I knew you knew?" Mathias said with a settle tinge of arrogance.

The cat laughed heartily before taking another toke from his pipe. He slapped the wolf's shoulder. "Mathias... let us forget the agents who we operate against each other. Tonight we are not businessmen... but gentlemen. Let us enjoy the combat... no matter who shall lose," he said in high spirits. The tiger then softly nudged Mathias. "And to make the combat a little more exciting... I propose a friendly side wager."

Mathias smiled. There would be no way he would lose this fight. "And what do you propose my dear friend."

"I am so repeatedly insulted by the stingy offers put up by other trainers. Ugh, you think if they could dedicate their entire welfare into one creature... they would at least have enough money left to make decent proposals. I'm glad I am with you tonight Mathias. The house has ten to one odds. I'll wager sixty million. Let us see how much confidence you have in this beast of yours."

Mathias shifted in his seat. The offer was very surprising and exceeding. "Sixty million... that is quite an offer. Of course my assets can count as payment." Mathias looked to the cat for approval. Conrad gave him a nod. "Sixty million is quite a lot. I will match the offer but only with eight to one odds."

The cat sneered at him. "Ehhh, pockets not as deep today? Fine... eight to one odds, but only if I can put forth eighty million," Conrad retorted.

"Agreed. Humph, I can't even fathom why I am nervous. Necros has never been close to being beaten before. And your beast doesn't exactly have the greatest record either," Mathias said.

"In this world my friend you have to remember one thing. Wherever there are two separate possibilities, there is always a chance for one possibility over the other, even against overwhelming odds... overwhelming, much like eight to one odds," the cat laughed out in his dazed stupor. Mathias smiled at the comment. He was absolutely confident of victory. Necros had to obey him now that he had control of Toby.

"Well off to our seats then," Mathias said, as he reached out his paw to Conrad.

"I do have a VIP booth if you and Lady Delana are interested?" Conrad suggested.

Mathias shook his head, "Sorry, I have to be in the trainer's booth."

"Eww, the trainer's booth. You should hire a trainer. No need to get into that nasty business." Conrad said finally shaking the wolf's paw.

"Necros is special." Mathias said plainly.

"And just what is so special about him?" Conrad pestered.

"I have raised him personally since he was a cub, and he has never responded to anyone else's commands. His breeding is by far the best I've ever seen. I find it as a honor to be his trainer," Mathias stated boldly.

"I see. Well good luck then Mathias," Conrad said. He then took his females and started heading toward his booth. Mathias wrapped his arm around a now reluctant Delana. She was fuming by the time they reached their seats. "Are you mad?" she asked bluntly. Mathias did not respond. "640 million gold pieces... how do you expect to pay if you lose?" She waited for an answer that would never come. "You're going to give him more of my property, you filthy swine!" she scolded.

"Watch your tongue woman! In case you have not forgotten, your property is my property!" Mathias finally broke his silence. He was rewarded with a slap in the face.

"There would be no hesitation in even selling me to pay off your debts!" her voice was filled with veracity. Mathias said nothing, and she slumped back in her seat. Some strange colored avian male took to the announcer's booth and began to speak, "TONIGHT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE SEEN SAVAGERY....... BRUTALLITY...... AND THE MOST DEADLIEST OF COMBAT." The announcer referenced the night's earlier bouts. "NOW PREPARE TO SEE INSANITY! FIRST... THE CHALLENGER WHO WAS INSANE ENOUGH TO TAKE ON OUR CHAMPION. PUT FORTH BY THE MAGNAMIOUS, AND MAGNIFICENT CONRAD!" The crowd applauded. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.... MEET OUR CHALLENGER... SATURN!" The far gate opened and out came a large loup savage. His fur was black but mottled with white blotches across his body. He sprinted toward the center of the ring and roared with ferociousness. His muscled body was heavily scarred by battle. The massive creature was drooling in anticipation of his victory. The crowd soon quieted again.

"NOW FOLKS, THE MOMENT YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR. HE IS THE UNDEFEATED, UNDISPUTED CHAMPION OF THIS REGION. NO ONE HERE CAN EVEN REMEMBER THE LAST TIME HE WAS EVEN SCRATCHED, YET ANYONE WHO LAY EYES UPON THIS CREATURE WILL NEVER FORGET THE TERROR.... OF NECROS!" the announcer roared out along with the crowd. The opposite gate opened to allow Necros to enter the arena. The crowd was a little surprised, but more confused when Necros sulked out of his holding pen in a submissive posture. Everyone could tell there was something amiss. Saturn bared his teeth and growled. Necros did not respond. Mathias was starting to get worried. "Necros!" he called down to the beast. "If you disobey, Toby will be the one who suffers!" Mathias reminded him. Necros thought of what his mate had told him. He thought of Toby's will.

The announcer continued, "AND NOW THE MOMENT YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR...... TRAINERS READY? IS EVERYONE HERE READY? THEN..... FIGHT!"

Saturn already knew he had won. He could not understand how the most powerful specimen he had seen of his species could fail to defend his dominance. Still, he had to make sure this was not some sort of trick. He swung a closed fist that connected squarely on his opponent's jaw. Another one was quick to follow from the opposite side. The heavy blows knocked Necros right back into the steel wall. Blood trickled down from his nose. Mathias jumped up from his seat. "Damn it Necros! Get up and fight! Prove you are stronger!" Necros looked back at Mathias and smiled, just as another blow landed across his face. Necros tried to stand back up, but one more blow knocked him out cold. He stumbled and collapsed on the cold ground.

The announcer waved his arms when he saw Necros unconscious. The fight was over. The only sound in the arena was the wild cheering from Conrad's booth. The audience was in pure shock, even the announcer. Several minutes of awed staring was directed at the new champion. Saturn was howling over the fallen body of Necros. Everyone had the same question running through his or her minds. Did Necros really fall that quickly and easily? Only Mathias knew the answer. In his experiences owning these types of creatures, not once had they ever refuted the commands of their masters. They could be easily controlled through pain, reward, or intimidation. They always respected their masters. Necros had been different. Once his lust was finally sated he should have been just like the rest. Someone had tainted the control Mathias held over him, and he knew exactly who it was. It was Toby.

"UH, UGH, UH..... LADIE... AND GENTLE....MEN. IN AN AMAZING UPSET FOR THE AGES, THE WELL-TRAVELED SATURN IS OUR NEW CHAMPION. NECROS DID NOT EVEN PUT UP A FIGHT!" The announcer was flabbergasted. The anger in his tone made it obvious he had bet on Necros.

A tear ran down Delana's cheek, and she gave Mathias a scornful look. How was Mathias going to pay for such a debt? He turned to her with an empty look in his face. "I promise. I will not relinquish any property in your sector," he said to her softly.

Delana gave him an even colder look back before she simply replied, "I don't believe you." She then stood up and walked away. Mathias let her go. He stared long and hard down at fallen champion. His betrayal was great. The punishment would need to be as equally great or something even worse than what Delana had mentioned earlier. Mathias knew he was in quite a conundrum. If he killed Toby, the rage from Necros would lose his control over his beast forever. It was well that they both did not know this, though. The only solution he could conjure now was to control Necros through Toby.

Mathias smiled as he thought of a plan. Toby had a smart lip on him, but he could be easily broken. Mathias was certain that Necros had broke him. He was just unsure of why Necros would take him as a mate. He was just a fox! Because of that, Toby should have been easily subverted and controlled. He should be cleaning the feet of Necros with his tongue to avoid his wrath by now. While he was unsure why Necros would treat him as his mate, he was sure that he could teach both of them what their true places were. There was not a fox he ever knew that could not be made subservient. Everyone knew they always made the best slaves. Toby was still a teenager. Breaking him should be easier than the several adults of superior races he had broken before.

Mathias had lost much tonight. When he returned he planned on Necros and Toby losing just as much. A black clad feline messenger interrupted his thoughts. "Excuse me, Sir Mathias," he greeted. The wolf looked over to acknowledge his presence. "The Great Conrad has given you two weeks to prepare your payment. Payment may either be in gold or deeds to your properties." He left after he delivered his message.

The road home was a lonely one for the wolf. He had lost a very large sum of money and had lost Delana as well, at least for the time being. It was not the first time he felt either loss, but this time it was different. He could not stop thinking about the tigress. He also could not stop thinking about which one of the houses she ran would have the most value in repayment. Mathias could feel his rage building inside him. It would not be wasted tonight. Only when the perfect moment came would he let it out. Such a moment was drawing near. His carriage had passed into his home and reached the structure concealing the den of Necros. The carriage carrying Necros was still some ways off. Mathias had carefully planned to arrive before him.

Toby stretched and yawned when he was awoken by the sound of the gate being lifted. He had been just lazily napping in the hay. His tail-hole felt a little better, and he was sure it would be fine in a few days. The little fox had been anxiously awaiting the return of Necros. He was smiling in anticipation of the gate being lifted and his black handsome beast to come galloping through. Instead what lay beyond the gate was much more sinister. It was not Necros standing waiting on the other side. It was Mathias, and he was not alone. Ragarth was towering behind carrying some kind of metal bench and hammer in one arm, and a length of rope and a few bolts in the other arm. Some guards behind the gate pushed two others in. Toby sighed in fear when he recognized who they were. It was Kal and Chrone, the two lions from earlier. Toby gasped in horror. How did Mathias find out? What did he find out? The poor lions obviously had been tortured and staggered into the den before collapsing onto the floor. There were stripped naked and not restrained. In their state, the lions were no match for Ragarth. Toby growled and sprang up to his feet.

He was barely able to stand with the pain in his rear. Mathias had a strange look on his face. He was angry but seemed completely content. Toby did not like Mathias feeling content. "You bastard!" Toby screamed, as he lunged for Mathias with his teeth aimed for his throat. A sudden blow to the side of his head stopped him before he even got near his target. Ragarth had sneaked up along side Toby and knocked the fox out cold.

When Toby awoke he heard angry voices exchanging insults. He wriggled around and found he could not move at all. They must have tied him down to the bench Ragarth carried in. He was strapped down with his belly to the bench and his arms tied together. His wrists were tightly bound to the bench. Ragarth was busy hammering bolts into the ground and securing it in place. Toby's legs were left free over the end. He found he could not move his upper body at all. Ragarth stood at the edge of the bench and leered down at Toby. That is when Mathias walked to the side of the fox and gently stroked the fur on his back. Toby struggled and growled viciously, "Don't fucking touch me!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. The wolf's touch was empty and cold, just like it always had been. Mathias said nothing and continued to pet Toby. He even scratched behind his ears, pulling back when Toby tried to bite him.

"Toby... what are you?" Mathias calmly asked.

"Go fuck yourself!" Toby violently replied.

Mathias lightly chuckled before speaking again; "Well we shall resume that question further down your road to your self-realization. Toby, I can conceive what you are plotting. Did you really think I would not know about your two friends here? The power I wield today is a testament to my intellect. Do not believe for one moment that I have no knowledge of what takes place on my property. Necros did something naughty tonight Toby, and I know it's your fault. It seemed he refused to fight."

"Good you deserve it, you bastard!" Toby yelled, struggling in his bonds.

Mathias continued to pet his back, as he spoke, "And you deserve something as well." He gave the fox an ominous smile. Ragarth walked over and handed him a studded leather switch. "Now Toby I want you to know who you are by the end of this night. You must accept that you are nothing more than the slave to the bodily needs of a wild beast, nothing more. Now I must ask you, are you the mate of Necros?" he asked calmly.

"Yes."

The fox screamed in pain when he felt the switch come down harshly right across his tender tail-hole. Mathias stood up. "Sorry Toby, you must understand... you and Necros can never be mates. He may seem infatuated now but given time he will tire of you as a mate. Look at you! You're a fox! You're a weakling! A beast like Necros only would take a mate of equal strength."

These words were the same words Toby had constantly heard repeated throughout his life. The language was the kind of ignorance that disgusted him and the kind that only strengthened his resolve. Mathias was at great fault to only be able to see strength on the outside. "I don't care what you think Mathias, Necros will never abandon me. He loves me, and I love him!" The emotion that coursed through him was so overwhelming tears welled up in Toby's eyes. Another lashing on his tail-hole followed. Toby could feel the renewed searing pain he felt when Necros ripped his knot out of him last night.

"Toby you are not his mate. You are his bitch, lower than even a slave. You are not worthy of his love, and being a bitch, not capable of feeling love. The love you think you feel is nothing but a desire to serve and worship the body of Necros. That is reasonable since he is your master, not your mate. You have the feelings confused. He, on the other hand, is just overjoyed at finally mating. Soon his desires will turn away from you Toby," Mathias was as calm as he could be in his explanation.

"You're wrong Mathias. We will escape, and we will kill you. You hear me? You hear me! You're gonna get back everything you gave to me and everyone!" Toby yelled in defiance.

Mathias chuckled again. He smacked Toby's tail-hole three consecutive times. Each one drew a yell and several tears from the agonizing fox. "No, Toby. Let's try this again. Is Necros your mate?"

"Yes!"

An immediately lashing followed. Toby cried out in pain. Mathias asked again, "Is Necros your mate?"

"Yes!"

More lashings, more screams, and the same question to follow, "Is Necros your mate?"

"Yes!"

Each time Mathias would smack harder against Toby's tail-hole, and each time the answer to his question would remain the same. Mathias was shocked that Toby went on for as long as he did. The wolf growled and had to stop the whipping for a moment to recover his breath. His arm was getting tired. The poor fox was shivering in pain against the ropes that bound him. Mathias stood up and shook it off. He had not expected the fox to make it this far. That did not mean he did not plan for it. "I see you are stronger than I anticipated Toby. No wonder Necros could properly break you. However, I can employ a much more different strategy. Oh Kal," he called to the lion. Kal stood up and approached Mathias.

Mathias handed him the switch. "Toby, true power comes when others beg to do your will. Kal... punish Toby for me," Mathias ordered. The lion hesitated. "If you don't then your daughters will soon be in a similar position he is. In fact, I might even make them the house special all this month."

Kal tightened up. "I'm sorry Toby. I have no choice," he said, raising the switch high in the air. Toby screamed out in agony when it landed on his swollen tail-hole.

"Again!" Mathias ordered. Kal whipped Toby again. "Did you think I would stand idly by and let you take Necros away from me?" He paused before signaling to Kal. "Again!"

Even creatures stirring outside the building heard the vulpine scream. Toby's rear felt like it was on fire. Mathias laughed each time the lion whipped Toby. The poor little fox was heavily crying, and his only unwanted comfort was Ragarth stroking his fur and whispering in his ear, telling him how beautiful he looked like this. "That will be enough Kal," Mathias said. He circled Toby and carefully inspected his rear. His tail-hole was puffy and swollen. The skin across his whole rear was laden with bright red lash marks. Toby was whimpering loudly. Tears streamed down his face.

"Now Toby... are you the mate of Necros, or are you his slave?" Mathias coldly questioned.

Toby did not answer. He could not answer. Everything hurt so badly, but he knew that he must hang on. Mathias could not be allowed to win! The wolf let out another one of his malevolent chuckles. "Indecision... good. You are finally beginning to learn what you truly are. Accept your place as a lowly creature unworthy of respect and all this will stop if you do Toby. Come on, just say it," Mathias egged Toby on.

The bound fox wriggled about in place and struggled to speak. "Ugh... I am... his mate," he let out a loud gasp when he finished. Mathias frowned. He could not believe how resilient this fox was. The lions were also in awe. Chrone had stared in disbelief at the whole ordeal. He had to admit he would have given up far earlier than Toby. He knew now that the fox was serious about taking on Mathias. "I can honestly say you surprise me Toby. I surely thought that you could be broken by pain. It appears I was sorely misconstrued in thinking pain was a weakness for you. After all, a harsh childhood has been rendered upon you. But regardless, you do have other weaknesses. Chrone come closer," he finished, motioning to the other lion.

Chrone approached reluctantly, "Yes master Mathias."

"I want you to tell Toby about your family," the wolf ordered.

"Toby..." he started off slow. "I have a beautiful wife who I love more than anything in the world. We have a son, just two years old. He is the most important thing in my life," the lion's voice was filled with hopeful pride. The urgency in his tone made Toby forget about his pain.

"What are their names Chrone?" Mathias asked.

"Lucila... and Demetrius."

"Toby... I want you to envision the innocent face of little Demetrius," he paused for several moments to give the fox a chance to follow his request. "Now Toby... I want you to proclaim yourself as a worthless bitch... that is not worthy of being a mate to Necros. If you don't... I am going to slit the throat of little Demetrius in front of his sweet Lucila."

Toby wriggled around more in his bindings. "YOU COWARD!" Chrone screamed out and sprung toward Mathias in a rage. Ragarth quickly stopped him, knocking him down with a club. Toby was shivering. He wanted to resist but was unable to risk an innocent life. He had to swallow his pride. Still he knew he did not believe in the words spoke, "Fine... I'm," Toby stopped, as his eyes welled up with tears. This was going to be much more difficult than he had previously thought. "I'm a wor... worthless... bitch. I am not.... worthy of... Necros." Mathias smiled widely when those words caress his ears. They were filled with insincerity but were exactly the ones that needed to be said by the fox. He knelt beside Toby and rubbed the top of his head with Ragarth. This was progress to them. Toby had followed an order.

The next several minutes were filled with crying and subdued anger by the beaten lions. Both Kal and Chrone had scouted the situation carefully for any slight hope of escape. They were weakened by the previous beatings. Mathias wanted to know everything they had said to Toby. They barely managed to mislead him to stop the torture. Ragarth was a menacing obstacle as well. Neither of the lions could take him in their current states, even together they were powerless. There was also two guards watching from above. The threat on their families still lingered. They had to stand idly by watching Mathias and Ragarth coo Toby and tell him what a good bitch he was. It was sickening to watch.

The sound of the gate being opened turned everyone's heads. A great smile formed on the muzzle of Mathias. Necros had finally arrived. He stood up and pulled a knife from his robe. He carefully slid it under Toby's throat. The young fox's eyes widened in fear. He could not turn around to see what was happening. Slowly the gate opened for Necros and one of his handlers. When he first saw Toby he rushed right in his den. Immediately he teeth were next to the face of Mathias. "I'd be carefully Necros. I may just slip," Mathias said while pressing the knife harder against Toby's throat. Necros stopped and stepped back. He growled fiercely. Toby smiled when he finally saw his mate. His smell was so comforting now. "I'm proud of you love. Never follow his orders again," Toby wheezed out. Necros started to whimper.

"Sorry Toby can't have you interrupting the boss like that," Ragarth sneered out and proceeded to tie a black ball gag around Toby's muzzle.

"Now let's get some things straight Necros," Mathias started as the gate closed behind them. "If you try anything I will kill Toby. Even if you do manage to kill me and free everyone else, then you will still rot in this den. If you resist, he is dead either way."

Mathias gathered himself before starting to speak again, "Necros... I can not believe you refused to obey me for a worthless bitch. It is not your fault though. You were just tricked. I realize it was I was wrong for not sating your lust earlier. So you grew fond of the object from your first mating. However, you must see he is just a worthless fox. You can't possibly justify taking an inferior creature as a mate. In time I will find you a proper mate, perhaps a male with equal strength. But right now you need to just use the fox to get yourself off from now on. You must realize that is the only reason he exists. In fact just before you came in he was proclaiming his refusal to be your mate. He said he wanted only to be a slave to your bodily needs."

Toby desperately struggled in vain to speak through the gag. That was not what he believed in. "Tonight Necros, you will learn an important lesson. Tonight, you are going to find out the only thing that foxes are really good for. You are going to find out how worthless Toby is and tomorrow you will realize that he should feel blessed to so weak but serve the needs of something so powerful. I have sparse knowledge of your wild pact codes. But I do know what Toby will go through tonight will violate his purity as a mate. Don't attach your love to such a worthless life my beast! Please listen to me. Use this being as he was meant to be used."

Necros was trying not to pay attention to Mathias. His only concern was for Toby. The other wolf's words still rang in his ears, though. What if Mathias was right? What if he was just overly infatuated with Toby? He shook off the self-doubt. Toby was worth more to him than anything in the world, no matter what he had been through. Mathias was wrong about Toby being weak. The fox's strength was greater than anyone's in the room was. The others were fools to be able to see only physical strength. He backed away a little and continued to release a low growl in his throat. "Now we shall begin. Toby... you are a whore, meant for nothing more than to be bred by real males. Tonight you will fulfill the only purpose you were created for."

Mathias gave an evil smile before turning to the lions. "Chrone... come hither." The lion walked over so he was standing behind Toby and looking at Mathias. "I want you to fuck Toby."

The evident shock of the order made the room fall deathly silent. Necros stepped forward, but Mathias made him retreat by threatening Toby again with the knife.

"Go to hell Mathias! The very idea disgusts me. You can never get me to do it!" the lion shot back.

Mathias chuckled before speaking; "Of course I could predict that your libido would be a little downtrodden at this juncture. Too bad for you I have planned for just such an occurrence. Oh Ragarth."

The equine quickly responded to the hailing, "Yes master Mathias."

"Get the tuskin oil," he ordered. The equine went over to a corner and picked up a large jar that Toby must have missed before. The horse was soon standing next to the lion with the jar in hand.

"Oww, this should be fun," Ragarth said, as he reached in the jar with one hand and pulled out a glob of the clear, thick oil. He then walked over and smeared it across the lion's sheath. Chrone growled and winced. Despite all the pain his body was feeling, his sheath immediately swelled. The oil spread its burning pleasure throughout his loins. His cock soon flopped out, already starting to grow to its full stature. Chrone released a few tears. The tuskin oil was making his cock burn with a pleasurable fire and gave him an instinctual need to relieve his lust. He tried to fight the sensations but did so in vain. Soon his large cock jutted upward and was dripping with urgent need.

"I'm... not going to do this," the forcibly aroused lion groaned in disagreement.

"Then your family dies," Mathias said bluntly. Chrone looked down at his hard cock and Toby's swollen tail-hole. Mathias gave him no choice. Everyone stared in anticipation. Necros could feel his rage growing by the second. He wanted to tear Mathias in half, but knew he could not lift a claw. Doing so would put Toby in danger. "I'm so sorry Toby," the lion apologized as tears streamed down his face. All during this time the bound fox struggled in his restraints and tried to scream through his gag. He was still suffering greatly from the lashings. Chrone looked over at Mathias before resting his paws on Toby's hips. "You're going to get what's coming to you one day Mathias," he said. Mathias just smiled. He knew the lion was in no position to make threats.

Toby winced when the barbed head of the lion's cock pressed firmly under his tail. Tears started to well up in one of the eyes of Necros. This was one of the most painful moments of his life. He had to watch his love suffer, and he could not do anything about it. "Come on Chrone, give me a good show," Ragarth said. He then gave the lion a swift, hard smack on his rear. The force was enough to push Chrone's hips forward and drive the head of his cock right into Toby. The gag in his maw muffled the following scream from Toby. The barbed head was now embedded just inside his tail-hole. All the pain he felt when Necros was forced to yank his knot out returned in an instant. Another smack from Ragarth drove the lion's hips closer to Toby's. Now almost half of Chrone's length was inside the helpless fox. The lion shivered in disgust. He could not deny that the combination from the tuskin oil and Toby's tender insides were giving him great pleasure.

One final swat from the equine drove the rest of the lion's cock inside Toby. Chrone was shivering as he held on to Toby's hips. He drew them back slowly and thrust back into the fox. Toby again struggled to scream through the gag. The lion paused with his cock fully sheathed inside the fox. It was tearing him up inside that he was hurting Toby. "Come on!" Ragarth yelled out, giving another swat to Chrone's backside. "You better breed that bitch proper... or I'm gonna take your son and raise him personally. I can make sure he grows up to be the biggest whore in the city," he further taunted Chrone. The lion drew his hips back in anger and slammed them into Toby. He snarled at Ragarth, but knew he could not do anything about the threats. A wave of pleasure washed over him when he drew his hips back again and slammed them forward. The power of the thrust drew applause from Ragarth. The equine was obviously becoming very aroused. His huge maleness was bulging out of his loincloth. Mathias just sat at the head of the bench with his knife held closely to Toby's throat. He was giving Necros a constant mocking look. He desired to make sure the beast knew who held the real power.

"That's a little better... now faster! I want to make sure those special barbs of yours go in real deep and fast, ya!" Ragarth instructed the lion, pacing behind him. Kal was sitting in the corner with his head buried in his arms. He did not want to see anymore and knew that he would have to be next. Necros was pacing back and forth. His teeth were bared, and he was growling at Mathias. He felt like his heart was being ripped apart from having to look at Toby like that. Chrone wanted to go slow so as to not hurt the fox. Though now he realized that would only draw out Toby's torment. His claws dug into the fox's hips, as he increased the cadence of his thrusting. Now he only wished to end this as soon as possible.

Toby relentless struggled against his bonds. The barbs from the lion's cock felt like they were shredding his tender insides. He was sure Mathias planned for this. That is why he sent two lions to clean the den. The only thing that kept him going was the will to resist. If Mathias had not been so evil in his eyes, then he could have given up long ago. From what he witnessed so far, Toby was sure he was the only one who had the will to stand up to Mathias. He felt Chrone accelerate the pumping of his cock inside him. The increased rhythm made the burning pain in his tail-hole more intense. Toby could not stop crying. The sheer fact that he was being humiliated in front of his only love in life was enough to make it so. He was in great pain, but he could not imagine the torment Necros must be going through now.

The beast was pacing back in forth in anger. He watched Chrone slam his hips into his mate again and again, harder each successive time. Toby's suffering was only increasing his anger. He wanted so badly to end it but was tormented by the reality that he could not. The lion slammed his hips, desperately wanting his climax. The constant feeling of disgust prevented him from reaching it whenever he came close. How could he pleasure himself off another's suffering? The answer was simple. He had to pleasure himself to end it. That was the only thought that finally made Chrone let go. During those last few moments he thought of Toby as nothing more than an overly eager male.

It was this block in his mind that finally let him have his release. With several lightning fast thrusts, his barbs flared, and his cum started to pour into Toby. The warm liquid soothed the wounds inside him. His body responded eagerly to receive it. Chrone was lost in his own instinctual pleasure. He rammed his hips a few more times against Toby before collapsing on top of him. Ragarth watched with amusement. He had never seen a male take so much, even though he was known to be very giving to his. That just made his arousal grow more, as he watched Chrone pull out his barbed cock and his cum drip from Toby's abused tail-hole. He hoped Necros would tire of him soon. A special request for ownership would be all that was needed for Ragarth to receive Toby as his personal slave.

Chrone fell over and rolled off to the side. He ended up hunched over and crying on the floor. The poor lion was disgusted with himself for what he had just done. He lifted his chin to look over at the poor pup. A burning anger rose within him when he looked over Toby.

What had happened to the young fox could be classified as something worse than a crime or sin. This was an act that demanded justice. Something had to be done to eradicate the cold evil emanating from Mathias. Toby was so brave. He was still struggling to get free from his bonds and curse through his gag. He had not given up, even for a second. There were cuts and scrape marks all around his wrists from his constant desperation. Chrone must have that same courage. He was obligated to fight this injustice. He had to help Toby. The lion would figure out some way. All he could do now was look on in horror as Mathias motioned to Kal. "I believe it is your turn slave," he mocked the bigger lion.

Kal took a different approach than his friend. He had to focus to get this over as soon as he possibly could. He too understood that after tonight he would help Toby, even if he had to risk his family. He stood up emphatically and walked over to Mathias. The wolf stopped petting Toby's head for a moment to acknowledge Kal. Still he kept the knife firmly against the fox's supple throat. "You better give Toby a good ride.... or I'll make sure those pretty daughters of yours are finally put up for sale. Won't that a delight to the buyer, their very own pair of personal sisterly slaves. I'm already thinking of the possibilities. Hmm, maybe I'll put up a bid."

"That's enough Mathias. I will not disobey you, but I must tell you," the lion spoke in a very calm voice. "You can not beat Toby, no matter what you do to him."

The statement was enough to make Mathias chuckle. According to him, he had already won. "We'll see about that slave," Ragarth said before smearing a glob of tuskin oil across Kal's sheath. "Cause I think you're about to beat Toby for us," he added. Kal remained calm, even as the oil pooled in his sheath, and its warm tickling drew his cock out. He glanced down at his growing length. He was just a little larger than Chrone, but his barbs were much more fearsome. Kal took one last breath and closed his eyes. His paws found Toby's hips. He felt the fox shivering in pain and fear. Toby opened up easily when he pushed his hips forward, his scream being held back by his gag. The muffled groan only delighted Mathias even more. "See what happens when you disobey me, my dear Necros? Others pay the price for your insolence," he turned to mock the feral wolf.

Necros had gone from growling and posturing to softly whimpering in the corner. Never before in his life had he been in a situation where his strength and power were useless. Every feeling wanted him to kill Mathias and Ragarth, even the two lions for what they were doing. Those constant feelings had to be suppressed. He had to put Toby ahead of his own need for revenge. A few tears ran down his cheeks. They fell for the fox. All he could do now was watch as Kal drew his hips back and rammed his cock back into Toby. The lion kept his steady thrusting. He tried to envision anything else than what he was actually doing.

Toby did not want to cry but could not stop doing so. The barbs on Kal's cock were much larger and dug into Toby's tender flesh much deeper. His entire rear was enflamed by a burning pain that only increased in magnitude with each thrust. Toby was in so much agony that there was a point where he emptied his head and then only thought how was he able to withstand this. The answer was easy. He was given no choice but to withstand it. Necros had refused to fight. The lions were moving closer to his side. If he were to give up now, then the others would lose their faith as well. Toby no longer had to hold on for his own revenge. Now he had to hold on to the hopes of everyone in the room. The pain started to lessen. His tears started to dry up. He stopped struggling against his bonds, blood now dripping from his wrists. This was part of the passage. Only by withstanding the evil, could he ever hope to defeat it.

Kal had stopped thrusting into Toby. The fox had suddenly stopped shaking and moaning in pain. He wondered if Toby was ok. He got his answer when he peered up at Mathias and growled in his throat. The fox was still fighting. Kal retained his focus and moved his hips once more. That moment was strange to him. He was in a situation that disgusted him, taking another against their will. Still he felt a connection with the fox. He felt Toby's strength pass on to him. The cadence of his thrusting picked up. He closed his eyes and could feel himself coming closer. Kal let out a heavy grunt and buried his length fully inside Toby's worn rear. His balls contracted, planting his seed within the deep recesses of Toby's body.

Mathias lightly chuckled watching the heavy lion fill the little fox. Toby felt the large barbs dig in and then pull back when Kal withdrew. It was painful, but he was glad it was finally over. Kal stumbled and collapsed on the ground next to Chrone. Their cocks were still throbbing from the oil. "Your such a good bitch... yes you are," Mathias was scratching behind Toby's ears and talking to him as if he were a feral dog. Toby started to get worried. It seemed like Mathias had something else in mind. "Finally Toby to complete your realization of what you are. Oh Ragarth... I know how you have been drooling and lusting after this worthless piece of trash since the moment you laid eyes on him. Since you have been such a loyal subject, you shall have access to him whenever you want. He is completely worthless. You hear that Toby. From now on you have a new male to please. You should be a happy little bitch," he said, rubbing Toby's head again.

Necros started to whimper when the words sunk in. The overjoyed equine stepped in right behind Toby. "Can I have him now sir?" Ragarth asked anxiously.

"I was planning on it. Just make sure Necros gets a good view of the action," Mathias said with a smile. Ragarth did and slapped Toby's rump while directing a sardonic grin at Necros. The beast just cowered in the corner. This was the ultimate act of humiliation. One of his enemies was going to mount and fill his mate with their seed. How could he accept Toby after the fox's body had been so thoroughly disgraced? A deep rage settled within the heart of Necros. Only when he drank the blood of Ragarth could he find peace. For now he must try to fight his sorrow. Necros could feel Toby's pain. He had to shut his eyes and bury his head in his chest. He could not witness the suffering any longer. Still he could not block out the whimpering and screaming through the gag. Just like Toby and the lions, Necros was forced to endure.

"Master..." Ragarth started.

"Yes."

"I want to hear his screams," Ragarth said, while slyly reaching his hand up to the gag.

"Hmmm, might as well. They both deserve it," Mathias answered.

The snickering equine ripped the gag off and threw it to the side. Toby gasped for breath. He wanted to yell obscenities, but found he could not talk at all. He really was screaming before. It was just muffled. His throat was dry and sore. Tears still flowed freely from his eyes. His neck was lifted safely off the knife by Ragarth's hand stroking under his chin. "I wanna teach Necros how this bitch should be bred," Ragarth stated emphatically. "Might be getting a little rough sir, so watch the knife," he then paused to snicker. "Don't want to have an accident already with my future slave," he finished with a slap on Toby's rump.

The equine's cock pressed against his gaping tail-hole. Although Necros was much bigger, Ragarth's cock was impressive in size. It was a beautiful specimen for his kind. The whole thing was so thick it started to scare Toby. It was not nearly as thick as the knot of Necros, but his tail-hole could hardly be stretched anymore right now. His insides were already raw from the rampant breeding he had been put through. Ragarth buried his entire length in one smooth stroke. Toby's tail-hole opened easily, unable to put up any resistance. His squishy, slimy insides opened easily to the stallion's throbbing cock. Toby's first instinct was to scream out in pain, but he bit his tongue. He had heard what Ragarth had said earlier. He wanted to hear him scream. There would be no such pleasure for him tonight.

Ragarth rested his hips right up against Toby's. "God damn sir! You should feel how loose he is. I can barely feel anything. Why, like this, I'll be able to go all damn night! Damn Necros, I bet you don't feel a thing next time you fuck him! God, he's used up already!" the stallion withdrew his length completely outside of Toby only to thrust it all the way back in to emphasize each point he made. Toby wanted to say something back, but he had to hold all the strength he had to stop from screaming. The thrusts were slow and painful. Each thrust from Ragarth was accompanied by a loud slurping sound, cum bubbling and oozing out of Toby's sloppy tail-hole. He was deliberately slow. The poor fox just wished he would finish. "It's alright if you wish to scream. There is no shame," Ragarth leaned down to whisper in Toby's ear.

Suddenly Ragarth withdrew his hips as fast as possible. His cock completely withdrew from Toby. This time he slammed it back it, as hard and fast as he possibly could. Toby bit his tongue again to stop from screaming. The thick monster pounded its way easily through him. The way Ragarth was breeding him only added to the agony felt by Toby. His tail-hole would close for a moment, relieved to expel the thick monster, only for it to be forcibly stretched open to accept it again. The pain started to become unbearable. All the fox wanted to do was scream and whimper. He wanted to beg them to stop. Still, he knew in his heart that he was no slave. He was free, and true freedom means never being able to submit.

An inexperienced male would have surely gone over the edge at the stallion's pace. It was unfortunate that the male had to be Ragarth. The loose, squishy insides seemed to arouse him more. How could a male of his size have taken so much? In fact, this had been the only male to ever feel loose around Ragarth's impressive cock. It was a new feeling he liked. He could move as fast as he wanted inside this male. If Toby were to become his, that is how he would be trained. He would have Toby being constantly bred by any male who wished to do so. Soon the fox would be so loose he would be able to take him easily, even completely dry. All these thoughts were getting the better of Ragarth. He felt himself approaching his climax. He gave a slight chuckle. He pulled his cock completely out and stopped. Gradually he felt himself coming down. "Come on Toby. Just give me a little scream," Ragarth egged him on. He spent the moments spreading the slime collected from inside Toby in-between his rump with his cock. When he knew he was not close anymore, Ragarth slammed his cock right back inside Toby and resumed his hard breeding of the fox.

With this technique he could last as long as his willpower would allow him. Eventually the stallion would be to unable to restrain his lust. Toby could swear Ragarth's cock was growing each time it went back inside him. Though no matter how large it got, the thick piece of flesh was always accepted easily inside his body. Ragarth pounded with all his might. He wanted so badly to hear the weak, helpless fox screaming in agony. This one was strong. It would be a pleasure to break him. Necros will surely never desire him after tonight. Soon Toby would be his. His lingering thoughts brought him again closer to his climax. He pulled out completely. Once more he waited until he was no longer close before ramming his cock back in Toby.

Necros whimpered when he finally found the courage to take a peek. The equine was still breeding him. Toby had not made a sound the entire time. The fox possessed tremendous strength to do so. Toby was not going to let the stallion get the better of him, even as the turgid organ slammed in his tail-hole. The powerful equine had great stamina and used every ounce he could muster. Slowly his energy was being sapped away, but he kept a chain on his lust for as long as he could. He did not slow his pace one bit, even though he was trying to hold off. Not only could Ragarth feel it building, Toby could feel the cock inside him swelling with cum and begging for release. A few tears ran down his cheek. He begged inside for it to be over. Ragarth would not let it be so.

Once more he was about to fill the poor fox beyond his limits, when he pulled out to hold back for a little longer. The torment was enough to make Toby cry harder. Though he remained silent, except for a few soft whimpers that escaped his muzzle. Ragarth grunted heavily as he sheathed his length back inside the fox. There was a pause before his powerful thrusts resumed. Toby's rear had gone almost completely numb. Any tightness the stallion felt when he first entered him was now gone. Toby's tail-hole was not even tight enough to wrap firmly around Ragarth's cock. Cum dribbled out the gaping hole with each sloppy thrust.

The feelings were minimal for the equine, which just made him hold back even longer. It seemed like so long ago when he first started. He knew he could not go on for much longer. Only a few more thrusts and he would be stretching Toby's belly with his massive load. The struggling fox felt the equine pick up his pace with a renewed fervor. This would be the last time. Ragarth dug his fingers into Toby's rear, pulling the fox's hips back harshly with every thrust. He bit his tongue again to stop from screaming. The head of the equine's cock was growing to a grotesque size. The deepest places in Toby's guts were forced to stretch even more to accommodate the sudden flare.

Ragarth was the only one who screamed. The head on his cock bulged like a giant mushroom and cum poured into Toby. His belly stretched out further than before as he was filled with the massive load of the equine. The amount of cum pumped into Toby was astonishing. It was nearly as much as Necros would have given him. Ragarth grunted and yelled. The previous stopping made his orgasm long and intense. Cum continued to be drained from his hefty balls directly into the deep recesses of Toby's body. His last tears fell just as the stallion slammed his full length in one last time before resting it inside. He gave Toby a firm slap on his rear after he had time to recover.

"Now that's...... how you breed a bitch Necros!" he yelled out emphatically. Toby let out a squeal when Ragarth finally pulled out, this time for good. Toby's tail-hole was left wide open. Cum dribbled out in a steady stream on to the floor. Toby let out a heavy gasp. He was so far and deeply stretched open, he could feel air rustling around as far up near his stomach. When he tried to tighten his tail-hole with his muscles he felt only blinding pain. He was exhausted, but his position stole any hope of falling asleep. His maw was dry and his wrists bleeding. Why was Mathias still holding the knife to his neck? Why could they not just leave him and Necros alone?

"Toby... I know that was difficult, but it does not have to be this way. Tell Necros right now that you refuse to be his mate," Mathias softly demanded. Toby was silent. He probably could not say anything if you wanted to. Mathias seemed to know this. "Well I know you can't say it yet, but I just know you're thinking it. I know that deep in your mind you realize that foxes like yourself are worthless creatures, meant for nothing than to bring pleasure to other males. Necros knows this. That is why he has already contemplated on demanded a new bitch from his master."

Necros growled in response. Just after, one of the gates started to open up. "Please my dear Necros. Look at Toby. See how used up he is. Why, you would be dishonoring yourself if you chose a filthy whore as your mate." Necros did not stop growling. "Well fine, just try getting any pleasure out of him now. Oh guards!"

With the wolf's call two guards appeared above over the railing with crossbows. They aimed them right at Toby. "Now I'm afraid we must depart. Don't worry dear Necros boy. Their arrows will remain right where they are unless you try something rash, and I know you don't want to lose your toy," Mathias said. He then slowly removed the knife and signaled to the others to leave. The lions sulked out being pushed softly by Ragarth. They each gave Toby a passing glance of reassurance. Toby knew they would fight. Mathias followed slowly behind. "Bye Toby, I can't wait till you're my slave... and the next time I get ta' fuck ya," Ragarth said just before the gate closed. When everyone was finally gone Necros leaped over to Toby's side. He used his claws to quickly cut the ropes and free his mate. He cradled the fox softly in his arms and carried him to his bed of hay. Toby felt extremely cold. He was shaking from pain. Necros held him closely in his chest.

Toby's suffering only made his rage grow. There were bloody marks on his wrists from where he so valiantly struggled against his bonds. Necros could actually feel Toby's insides compress when he held him tightly. That was how worn and loose Toby was. The agonizing fox was stuck in a state where he could feel everything around and inside him but was lost to what those sensations were. Only by being held in the warm bosom of Necros, could he finally start to drift off to sleep. Necros was still furious. His tears turned into angry howling that resonated throughout the building. The howls were haunting, chilling even the heart of Mathias as he was leaving. There was a strange sadness in those noises but also one of deep vengeance. They were a warning to his impending wrath. No one would be spared for this gross violation of his mate. Necros perceived that there was no honor left in Toby after tonight. That meant he would have no honor for still wanting him as his mate.

It should have been an easy decision for one of his kind, but the feeling of having almost lost everything freed his constraints. He chose to be without honor. It actually made all the pressures in his life disappear. No longer would he worry about being a dominant alpha, or possessing the most strength in battle. All that mattered was Toby. He was also free to exact his revenge on everyone who made Toby suffer. He would kill Ragarth, Mathias, and even the two lions. Anyone who ever wronged the fox had to pay. Now all he cared for was Toby. So he kept holding on tightly to the shivering fox long into the night, once again restless waiting for his love to awaken.

End of Part 3