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Tomorrow, I’d call the moving company to put a hold on delivering my furniture, but tonight I was going to get the hell out of here. The smoky scent of meat drifted through the open bedroom window as I packed what few belongings I brought with me. They were having a barbeque, and Kane strongly insisted I come, but I wasn’t about to waste more time.

The thought of having sex with twelve different hot guys every night would’ve been a fantasy if it didn’t come with this rapey undertone. My hands trembled as I zipped closed the last duffle bag. Everything else, including the air mattress was already haphazardly thrown into the car, so after slinging the bag over my shoulder, I grabbed my keys and hurried outside.

After doing a thorough scan of the yard, I scrambled down the porch steps and pulled open my driver’s side door. After tossing the last bag into the front seat, I climbed inside and stuck the key into the ignition. Once I started the vehicle, they were going to hear it. They had one red pickup truck that they could pursue me with, but I’d already planned the route to the nearest police station.

There was only one shot at this, so I took in a deep breath and turned the key.

Silence.

“Oh God,” I whispered, turning the key again and again, my breathing increasing with every dead click.

“Havin’ some car trouble?” Kane asked, tapping on the passenger’s side window. He took a sideways step and peered into the backseat that was full of boxes and bags.

I sat still behind the wheel, keeping the door locked as I came to terms with what was probably about to happen. Kane knew what I was doing. The man had probably been watching me from somewhere. There were likely hidden cameras all over my cabin, and the thought didn’t even occur to me until now.

He pulled on the door handle, but it didn’t open. I didn’t look at him; instead, I kept my eyes forward, staring blankly at the forest. My life didn’t flash before my eyes like everyone often says it does, but I also understood there was nothing I could do. Even if I could keep them out with a locked car door, I couldn’t stay in here forever.

“Open the door,” he said before slowly making his way over to my window.

“I never said I quit.” I squeezed my eyes shut as glass shattered and a hand grabbed my shirt.

“No, you didn’t.” The deep change in his tone immediately got my attention as my eyes snapped open, revealing Kane—but he was changing into something else. His bones cracked as his face elongated into a snout. The tight jeans he barely fit exploded as his body began to rapidly grow in size.

Thick black fur covered his body as his muscles got even bigger. The hand gripping my shirt grew as well before a few sharp claws poked through, grazing my skin. What I saw last night wasn’t a hallucination.

With an effortless tug, he yanked me out of the driver’s seat through the window before slamming me up against the car. I was in such shock that I couldn’t move or scream as he tore my shirt away. All I could do was stare into his glowing yellow eyes as two-inch-long canines grazed my now exposed shoulder.

“You were gonna leave,” the beast growled as his tongue traced along my neck. “You were gonna leave without paying your workers. That’s not somethin’ a good boss does.”

“What do you want?”

He threw me to the ground before climbing over me, pressing my arms into the dirt. Werewolf Kane was very similar in build to his human form, just bigger and covered in fur. His canine face still had longer sideburns, and the top of his head had human-like hair, though it trailed his back, neck and chest.

Aside from the shredded flannel shirt still clinging to his frame, everything else lay on the ground in a ripped-up heap. He was completely naked, and his smell overpowered me. There was definitely a dog-like odor, but that was mixed with a very prominent male scent I knew quite well as my jeans absorbed a warm dampness pulsing from his lower half.

“We need a proper leader, and I thought I found him.” He shook his head and snarled again. “But it looks like you’ll be joinin’ the other fake bosses in our harvesting facility.”

“They’re still here?”

Kane let out a disgusting laugh as drops of his stringy saliva hit my face. “No one leaves Tenderpaw, Keith. You either lead the pack, join the pack…” He cleaned in closer. “Or you become one of the products. It’s in your contract. You had a choice to lead, and you decided you’d quit.”

“I didn’t quit! I didn’t say it!”

“You think that’s some kinda loophole?”

“Well, you’re the one that keeps bringing up the damn fine print of the contract that no one in their right minds can understand. How is that fair?”

“Fair?” His large fingers gently wrapped around my neck as he slid his thumb across my Adam’s apple. “You were gonna renege on your contract and not pay your workers. You think that’s fair? Ol’ Billy was really lookin’ forward to it, and you were gonna cheat him.”

“I looked at the contract again, and you never specified what the payment had to be. It could be anything I want to pay, right?”

“As long as it’s a fair wage, yes.”

“So, I’ll pay them money.”

“They don’t want money.”

I swallowed hard as his thumb pressed harder against my windpipe. “Give me another chance. Please.”

Kane pulled away, but his legs still straddled both sides of my hips, keeping me locked in place as he scratched the longer fur covering the top of his head. Now that he was upright, I could see the rest of him clearly. A thick tail gently swayed from side-to-side behind him, and clear, stringy fluid leaked from the opening of a huge wolf-like sheath. His balls were massive and heavy, and I could feel them rolling against my stomach every time he’d move.

Death wasn’t going to be my end. They didn’t want a human meal, they just wanted to keep me captive for sex. My future flashed into my head, my body bruised, glistening with sweat and semen as these monsters used me as a living fleshlight.

“Let’s put it up for a vote then.” He climbed off of me before pulling me from the ground by the waist of my now damp jeans. He then grabbed my arm and pushed me in front of him. I started to walk, but two massive hands gripped my upper arms as his hot breath hit the back of my neck. “We’ll see if the others’ll take kindly to what you just tried to pull.” And with that, he let go and prodded me toward the longhouses.

I was beyond fucked.

These monsters weren’t going to care if I was scared or confused. They had fully anticipated what I’d end up trying to do, which was why Kane was waiting for me near my car out of sight.

As we neared, all of the farmhands were standing around the open grill, and they all glared at me as though they already knew what I’d done. Billy and Charlie stood next to each other, their arms crossed as they grimaced, their sharper teeth peeking from one sides of their mouths. They were all still in human form, but I wondered how long that would last before they shifted like Kane did.

“Time for a vote,” Kane shouted before letting go of my arm. “The boss here wanted to leave, and ya’ll know what we do with quitters.”

“I was just confused,” I said, my tone growing more desperate as the group of hulking men surrounded me. “Come on, be realistic here. How would any normal person react?”

“The boss ain’t supposed to be a normal person,” Billy said, his nose wrinkled and teeth bare. “We don’t like normal people.”

“The only normal people here ain’t normal no more,” another man with auburn hair and thick sideburns said. “They’re all livestock now, and we got clients that’ll pay through the nose for what they produce.”

“I think we should put him in the stocks,” a brown-haired man with bushy brows shouted. “Each of us gets a turn on that cute little ass.”

“You know we can’t,” another man said with an almost painful whine before slapping me with the back of his hand. “Why couldn’t you just lead?” he shouted. “We been waitin’ too long, and you were just gonna leave. God damn, I can’t hold it anymore.”

“H—how about giving me another chance?” I pleaded, rubbing my cheek where the hand struck me. The men started growing even angrier, each one adjusting half-hard bulges in their jeans. There wasn’t one normal-sized dick in the crowd, but now that I knew what they all really were, it made sense. Monsters had monster cocks, even in human form it seemed.

There was no way I’d be able to handle any of them the way they wanted to fuck me. I doubted werewolves cared about preparation before shoving themselves into helpless humans, and I wondered if it would be less painful for them to kill me outright.

“How ‘bout tellin’ us why we should,” Billy said, stepping up to me like he did yesterday.

If I was going to be fucked by thirteen werewolves, I’d at least want a chance to take them one at a time—if it wasn’t too late to make that bargain. This was a last-ditch effort to put some of Kane’s advice into practice to see if it actually worked. My encounter with Charlie earlier proved there was something to it. They weren’t going to kill me, so that at least made me a little less afraid.

I took a deep breath and narrowed my eyes into an angry glare before grabbing Billy’s buttoned flannel shirt, pulling him down to meet my gaze.

“How about you come by my cabin later tonight, and I’ll give you your payment.”

Billy’s eyes flashed yellow, and his once furrowed brows softened as though he was under some kind of hypnosis. This was the exact same reaction his brother gave. Something inside of me snapped as I pressed my lips against his, forcing my tongue into his open mouth. He didn’t protest or even hesitate. All he did was go limp against me before I pushed him away.

I didn’t fully understand what the hell was going on, but whatever this was worked. The others’ reactions were a mix of wide-eyed intrigue, flirty grins, and drool. Lots of drool, like they were starving.

“He gets my vote,” Billy said quickly, wiping his mouth with the back of his wrist.

Kane’s ears perked up, and he exposed every sharp tooth in his maw as his tail wagged faster.

“All in favor of givin’ the boss another shot, raise your hands.”

Every hand shot up in unison.

“Then it’s settled.” The werewolf’s huge palm landed on my back. “Guess I was wrong. You’re the first one that’s gotten everyone’s vote, so maybe you’ll earn some respect after tonight, but you ain’t out of the woods…not by a long shot. You ain’t gonna be safe until I get paid, and I’m a lot to handle. So you better learn a thing or two from all of these guys before you get to me. If you can prove yourself, then your position’s secure.”

Again, I swallowed down the lump in my throat as my eyes wandered downward to that fat set of balls, and I wondered what was hiding in that sheath. Was he going to fuck me like that, or turn human again? I’d never been so scared, but for some fucked up reason, I’d never been more turned on. Maybe it was the fear coupled with the strong male scents assaulting my nose with every breath when they surrounded me. It didn’t make sense. I wanted to throw up and jerk off at the same time.

Something was wrong, but I’d worry about that later. For now, I needed to prepare myself to take on the six-foot-nine and massively hung lumberjack standing in front of me, and I had a feeling he was not going to be in the mood to go slow.

Kane tugged at a key that had been hanging from his broad neck by a chain. I hadn’t noticed it when he was human because it was hidden under his shirt. The chain broke and he held it in front of me.

“When you go back to the cabin, there’s a door at the end of the hallway that’s been locked. There’s a housewarming gift in there for ya inside.” He dropped the key into my hand. “You’d better learn how to use it quick.”

***

The sun was just beginning to set as I walked into the empty cabin, shutting the door behind me. Of all the things that could have happened in a situation like this, it could have been much worse. As crazy as they were, they did have a sense of fairness—in their own fucked-up way. Still, I couldn’t help but wonder if they were enjoying watching me squirm or if they genuinely wanted me to do something that I wasn’t sure I could.

I worked office jobs and lived in an apartment for most of my adult life. Men of my stature were usually not taking charge physically, especially when everyone else wasn’t even human. How could I ‘manage’ them the way they wanted? And with Kane around, why did they even need someone like me? The guy was the biggest one on the farm, even before he transformed into that beast.

I stared at the tarnished brass key in my hand before making my way down the hall toward the door in the back. When I first moved in, I’d only briefly tried getting into that closet, but I left it alone when I discovered it was locked. I figured it was the furnace or hot water heater or something, but as I slipped the key in and opened the door, my pulse picked up speed when I saw a square hole in the floor and steps leading down to a basement.

As I slowly descended into the cool, stale cellar, it got darker until I wasn’t able to see anything anymore. I felt around the cement wall for a light switch, and after several minutes of fumbling I finally heard the click as multicolored lights made everything visible.

The walls were painted black, and there was a bloody scratched-out, upside-down pentagram with a torture rack in the middle. Beside that were wooden stocks with streaks of crusty white residue below the hole where someone’s head would go. Multi-ended whips hung on stands in glass displays around the room, as well as iron shackles, bottles of lube, and huge chastity cages—obviously for dicks much larger than normal. There were several buttplugs, steel cock rings, and several car batteries with clamps attached.

The most interesting thing in that room was the huge milking machine lurking in the corner next to a black, adjustable hospital bed coated in glossy rubber with iron shackles at the end. To top off this werewolf sex dungeon, a black leather sling hung from thick hooks in the cinder block ceiling in the very center of the room.

So, all of the cryptic hints Kane had been dropping lately had finally come to light in this secret room. I reached into one of the glass displays and grabbed a heavy steel cock cage with a small runic key next to it. The end had two sharp devil horns sticking out.

“Alright,” I said to myself, now able to think clearly for the first time in weeks. Something about this room brought out a feeling in me that I could barely control, and it was then the red pentagram on the wall began to glow. This was something primal and angry that tried to bubble to the surface as my body flushed with warmth. “If those fuckers want a boss, then that’s what they’re gonna get.”

The lack of sleep and the fear mixed with rage finally took the place of terror. I wasn’t afraid anymore, because what could I possibly lose? They weren’t going to kill me, but I no longer cared if I died. They were going to rape me if I didn’t comply with what they wanted, or—as they said, I’d become a product. I didn’t know what that meant exactly, but I wasn’t going to end up like that.

Everything up to this point had been for nothing. I had been working all of my life for nothing. Another pang of anger pushed its way to the surface as I gripped the key tighter.

I would make everyone pay. Everyone that used me. Every employer. Every fair weather friend. Every monster in this place that fooled me into thinking I had a real job only to end up captive to them. They would all pay.

Flames burst from the wall as the pentagram exploded, but nothing else caught on fire. As if drawn to the blaze, I stepped closer before reaching into it. It was cold to the touch. A gentle voice echoed in my mind in a different language I somehow understood. It wanted something. It would give me anything I wanted for offerings that could only be harvested here. The werewolves had been waiting too long for my arrival.

I pulled my hand away, and a calmness overcame me. The coolness of the flames turned warm as I removed my pants and underwear. Clothes and useless inhibitions were not needed in this place. This was a place of pain and pleasure—so much pleasure.

With my right hand, I gently stroked my flaccid dick. Months of stress and fear and anger and hopelessness—my body screamed for release. My cock grew hard, but a jolt hit me out of nowhere.

“Not yet,” the voice said. Whatever entity was in the room with me took full control of my cock, forcing it to become flaccid again. “I will not let you climax until the last werewolf is free. Once Kane is unleashed, so too will you be.”

With that, the flames vanished and the front door upstairs squealed open. I licked my dry lips, holding the cage in my left hand. Billy and the others would learn some respect because I was the boss now.