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Eyazen woke up early that morning. The black and white furred wolf could see a few shy, weak rays of sunlight getting inside the modest inn room they were sleeping in through cracks and holes on the window's wood. It was enough to illuminate the room, albeit faintly, and enough to wake him up, too.

It hadn't been his best night of sleep anyways. With his wrists tied behind his back, his arms felt sore for staying in that position for so long. He was lying sideways, much like he was when he fell asleep and, with his two heavy paws still around the wolf's chest from behind holding him close, Garelth, his big clydesdale-lion hybrid companion, was still snoring right over Eyazen's head. The warrior's chest lightly touching the back of the wolf's head when it went up.

Perhaps the worst part about the both the night and his current predicament was Garelth's used loincloth still wrapped tight around the wolf's muzzle. He was a little more used to the warrior's musk after wearing it for so many hours, but the wolf's very sensitive nose was still being constantly assaulted by it. The sheer pungent strength of the smell was enough to make the wolf frown involuntarily every now and then. Garelth had wore that thing underneath his armor for three whole weeks, after all. Three whole weeks of fighting, running, walking and no washing, and now it was there pressed against his nose.

Those simple thoughts brought a small whimper from Eyazen, but as much as it embarrassed him, it also had another effect. The wolf could feel it in his sheath. That had been the second element that made his sleep troubled. After getting fucked by Garelth, which was not an easy thing to take, and then having his own release teased, edged and denied for over an hour afterwards, Eyazen's sleep had been filled with weird dreams. Twice he'd waken up panting to find himself rock hard and dripping over the bed, but there was nothing he could do about it. Nothing at all. He could only feel it throbbing there in need and try to relax and wait for his erection to slowly and painfully fade away.

Being out of his cage after so long also helped in how easy he was getting aroused. After spending so much time with his member pressing against steel every time he got excited, the simple freedom to grow hard, to feel the air around his dark red, full canine erection was enough to leave the wolf panting. Eyazen cursed himself. He didn't want to think about these things right now, but there it was. His member growing, a full erection standing against his own belly fur, staying there, begging to be touched.

The wolf glanced down at it and blushed. A few thoughts was all it took right now. Well... that and feeling Garelth's hefty balls pressed against his backside. His powerful arms enveloping him, his shining golden fur, his steel abs right against his back...

The wolf's cock throbbed, a glistening drop of pre appearing from its tip. He was thinking about it again. It was no wonder. After three weeks and now three days of adventuring locked in a cage, the wolf could feel that lingering tingle of arousal inside his very, very pent up balls.

Eyazen wondered if he should wake Garelth up. He'd said that there would be cumming in the morning and by all the gods, the wolf needed it. He needed it really badly. The musky loincloth right against his nose wasn't helping, either. The wolf shifted a little, glancing down at his hard member. So close, right there, if he could only stroke it he was sure it'd take only a few seconds for him to reach the skull splitting orgasm he was longing for. His arms moved a little, pressed between both bodies, as if there was anything he could do with them. Suddenly, however, a touch did come to his hard member. A finger playfully sliding over his length, teasing it. It was Garelth's paw that had been just over his stomach going down.

"Good morning, puppy." The whisper came right to Eyazen's ears, making they fold back a little. "Looks like you're having a good morning indeed," Garelth continued, another finger coming in to join the first, now gripping his member, squeezing it, sliding from the base of his red cock all the way up to its tip, making Eyazen gasp and tremble. A small blush came to his face for being found like this, for reacting like this to simple touches, but his pride and dignity were getting harder and harder to keep with so much need built up in his balls.

Some good minutes of painfully slow teasing went by with Garelth whispering lewd things to his ears. How today was the day he might finally get to spill his seed. How it would feel when he did, how pleasurable it would be, how big of a load he would let out. Eyazen couldn't help himself from imagining it. For once, he was half glad he had a dirty loincloth keeping his muzzle shut, or he was sure he'd already be begging and pleading for Garelth to stroke him faster, to let him achieve it. None of that happened, of course. A little while later, the warrior gave his cock a few pats and stopped. Garelth moved to sit up, stretching himself and allowing Eyazen to lie belly up on the bed.

"I slept so well. I just love a good fuck before bed. Don't you do, too?" Garelth asked, smirking. Eyazen just glared up at him with nothing but a muffled "Nmmhf" as a response. It made the warrior chuckle. "You look just so cute like that. I'm tempted to just have another go at you right here, right now."

The hungry look in Garelth's eyes made it clear he was speaking the truth. Eyazen's ears folded back yet a little more. He could still feel his tailhole a little sore from last night, he wasn't sure he could take another rough fucking from him so soon.

"But nah. I have other needs I'd rather you help me deal with," Garelth went on, that smirk in the warrior's face growing. Eyazen knew that couldn't be good. The wolf just kept staring up at him with a puzzled look, as if there was much else he could do.

"Whhmt ddh yy mmhn?" He asked. The musky loincloth was starting to annoy him, the smell never leaving. The wolf frowned and shook his head. Surprisingly enough, Garelth noticed.

"Oh, let me help you with that." Garelth undid that knot with remarkable easy given how tight it was. Eyazen gasped, finally able to take in fresh air with the loincloth finally gone.

"Finally! I can't believe you left that thing over my nose for the whole night! Do you have any idea how bad it smelled?!" Eyazen took the chance to complain, but as always, all it did was make Garelth laugh.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. If you complain I'm gonna put it back and make you walk around town with it," the warrior just said, waving his paw. The simple thought of doing that had Eyazen's blush deepening.

"But for now, I need that pretty muzzle of yours," Garelth continued, rather cryptically. There wasn't much Eyazen could do as slowly the warrior moved over him until he was sitting right over his chest. It felt heavy, but the warrior's legs were probably helping with some support at his sides. Those big balls of his were pressed right against his chin and, not very surprising, Garelth's now already half hard member was left flopping over his muzzle.

"What the heck are you doing?" Eyazen asked and turned his muzzle to the side, frowning. He could smell the musk again. It was actually weaker than the concentrated loincloth he'd been smelling all night, but it was also... well, pure. That somehow made it just as bad.

"You're going to be a good puppy and comply," Garelth began. "If you want to have what you're craving for, at least." To make his point, Garelth reached back to the wolf's cock, giving it a few tugs and squeezes. It was enough to make the wolf gasp again, submission washing over him. "If you turn out to be a bad puppy I swear another three weeks will go by before you spill that seed of yours. Now, open up."

That threat alone made Eyazen let out a worried whimper. He still hesitated for a moment, but reluctantly, the wolf turned his muzzle back and opened his muzzle. Garelth's paw guided his semi-flaccid cock right inside it, as he expected, more than half of it buried in the wolf's muzzle in its current state. The taste of the warrior's cock, shamefully well known to the wolf, filled his tongue. Looks like they were going to have sex after all, Eyazen thought. He looked up at Garelth with his ears flattened over his head.

"You will drink everything. If you spill and cough it up, I'm gonna make you go downstairs and tell the innkeeper you wet his bed," Garelth stated. Eyazen didn't have time to ponder over the implications of what he was saying. He saw the warrior relaxing and then, it was already happening.

Eyazen's eyes went wide as the warm, pungent fluid start filling his muzzle. Garelth's piss came fast and at first, the wolf swallowed a little bit out of pure reflex alone. Eyazen did cough once. The wolf's eyes became wet, the strong, acrid taste of piss assaulting his taste buds. Another cough came, but then Garelth's paw also came, clamping around his muzzle and keeping it closed around his cock so hard he was sure a few of his teeth might be scraping the warrior's cock. That didn't stop the flow, though. More piss kept coming and, though some of it did drool down through both sides of the wolf's muzzle, running down his fur, Eyazen found out he didn't have much choice but to swallow indeed.

"Oooohh yeeeeah... that's the stuff. All those drinks from last night were weighing down on me..." Garelth said with a sigh, his stream still not dwindling.

Gulping and gurgling sounds came to fill the room as more and more piss was produced and more of it was swallowed. Eyazen shut his eyes, frowning deeply for the terrible taste, but also blushing heavily. More piss escaped the sides of his muzzle as the wolf was barely able to swallow as fast as it came, his throat bulging with the amount of liquid he was being forced to chug down.

Finally, after what must have been a full minute, it started to fade down. The strong stream turned into a weak drizzle, then a few drops. Another heavy sigh came from Garelth, while Eyazen struggled to pull away. The warrior finally let him, releasing his muzzle and pulling himself back just enough to get his cock out of the wolf's muzzle. A lot of coughing followed, Eyazen feeling the strong taste of piss lingering over his tongue, not to mention how full he felt after drinking so much of it.

Garelth just laughed at the display. He took hold of his member, which was now substantially harder than it had been before, and shook it right over the wolf's muzzle, letting a few last drops of urine fall over his muzzle.

"Gooood puppy," he cooed. "Could have been better, but it was good enough. Gods, I really needed that." Garelth's paw came to pet him, though it did over his head, behind his ears, probably to avoid touching his piss-stained fur. It took a few more moments for Eyazen to recover from his coughing and frowning of disgust enough to actually growl.

"Y-you made me drink all your piss!" Eyazen complained, outraged. His belly felt like if he had just drunk five whole flasks of water in a row... except it wasn't water in there. That thought alone filled him with embarrassment.

"Yeah, so?" Garelth just kept smirking, sitting over his chest and keeping him from getting up.

"That's... that's... you can't do that!" Eyazen kept his growl, showing a little bit of teeth. Garelth raised an eyebrow.

"I can't? But it looks like I just did. And..." The warrior spoke calmly, and then reached back again. He didn't even turn around, his paw just grabbed the wolf's rock hard erection in a tight grip and then his fingers moved around, caressing the sensitive canine member and teasing it. "Would you look at that. You seem angry, but something tells me you didn't hate my piss so much. Maybe I should do that more often."

"N-no! That's n-not..." Eyazen's muzzle went right back to burning hot. Garelth knew damn well he was still hard because he was pent up! Again, however, those simple touches against his extremely needy member were already melting away every single bit of resistance the wolf had in him. Two minutes of those light strokes and Eyazen was already panting and yelping again with his ears down, all signs of growling and outrage completely gone. A sticky mess of pre covered Garelth's teasing fingers, as well as his own length, which only lubricated the movements, making them even better.

The wolf found himself nearing the mark of climax much, much faster than usual. He could actually feel his balls churning and tingling, full of unspent seed ready to burst out, but as quickly as those strokes came, they went away. Garelth simply stopped, leaving Eyazen panting and looking up at him with that mix of disappointment, despair and begging in his eyes. If anything, that only made Garelth chuckle. The hybrid moved out from his chest and rolled him on the bed effortlessly. The wolf felt his cock pressed between the bed sheets and his belly fur, sure he was making a mess with his pre on both. Next, Garelth cleaned his paw wet with pre over the fur of the wolf's rump, but then, much to Eyazen's relief, he undid the bindings keeping the wolf's paws behind his back.

"Don't you dare touch that prick of yours, puppy," Garelth warned, voice stern. Eyazen just let out a tiny whimper. He took the opportunity to stretch his arms, which was a big relief, but sat up on the bed with his ears still downed. He couldn't take his eyes off his own member, standing there. The dark red, veiny canine cock throbbed by itself, the wolf's knot fully engorged as well. Eyazen had to close his paws into fists. He wanted to reach for it and stroke himself wildly so, so, SO badly, but Garelth was still looking at him with those eyes that said that even if he tried, he would not succeed and things would get worse.

"...Y-you said I could cum in the morning!" Eyazen protested, though his voice carried a tone that was nothing but pleading. Garelth seemed pleased to see the submission.

"I said you could cum if you were a good puppy. You growled at me. Good puppies don't growl at their masters, do they?" Garelth's paw came again. Slowly, ever so slowly his finger rubbed against the wolf's knot, then his thumb joined in to squeeze it a little. Those fingers then moved up the length, inch by slow inch, always rubbing. Eyazen gasped and panted, the effects always immediate, looking down at that paw teasing him, going right over his cock. The impulse to hump it wildly was so hard to contain, his hips twitching with what was always a feral need. Eyazen had to will his trembling paws to stay away.

"Oh please. Pl-please Garelth.. I'm sorry. I apologize, please just let me-"

"Nope," Garelth interrupted him. "You've been a bad puppy. I have good plans for the day. You're gonna like it." The warrior let go of his member again, leaving it pulsing alone in the air.

Eyazen's heart sank. There was nothing he wanted more than cumming at that moment. Nothing at all. His paws were so close... He could just reach for it. He would be done in a matter of seconds, he just knew it. He could do it. Garelth might not be able to stop him in time, then he'd have a chance...

The wolf's eyes made the mistake of glancing up from his member to Garelth. He met those eyes, staring at him with a serious expression. He had no doubt the hybrid knew what he was thinking. The idea of defying Garelth slowly melted away from his mind, replaced by that submission he just couldn't avoid. Eyazen nodded slowly, biting his lip.

"That's a good boy," Garelth just said in quite a warning tone. "Now, I need you to do that trick of yours. You know what I'm talking about."

Eyazen knew indeed. His eyes went wide immediately, his ears pinning down flat against his head as the implications of it went through his mind. The wolf shook his head immediately.

"Oh no. No no no, not that! Please, Garelth, I really, really need this. You have no idea! I did everything you wanted last night to get you to ope-" Eyazen's protesting began immediately in a mix of pleading and complaining. It was stopped by a yelp, however. Garelth's paw had returned, yet this time it held a tight grip over his balls instead of his cock. A very tight grip indeed, making the wolf gasp and freeze for the sudden warning of pain that shot through him. Garelth didn't let go, holding them. It wasn't tight enough to really hurt, but it was far beyond comfortable.

"Shush. You're being a bad puppy again! You want to be puuuunished?" Garelth threatened rather calmly. His paw squeezed the wolf's balls yet a little tighter to illustrate his point. "When I tell you to do something, you just do it. Got it?"

Eyazen immediately nodded fast. Garelth smiled and held on to those nuts for a few more seconds, giving them a few more squeezes before he let them go. The warrior's big paw was kept pretty close to the wolf's full balls, though.

Eyazen sighed. A low whimper came from him alongside another pleading glance at Garelth, but he found no mercy in his companion's eyes. The wolf brought his paws up and pressed them together, then closed his eyes. He was filled with dread for what he was being forced to do, knowing full well what it would result in. Nevertheless, the wolf let himself fall into a calmer state. He summoned his magic and let it flow through him, as he had done so many times in his life. Through the nature of it, his mind was used to going through the process of creating fire. The wolf had to force himself out of it and concentrate a little harder, weaving the simple spell into something he hardly ever did to conjure something different. Water. It was so much worse than fire. Eyazen felt the pads of his closed paws wet as water started to form, and then cold. Colder and colder, doing quite the opposite of what he did when he summoned his trusty flames.

The wolf opened his eyes to see Garelth staring at him and still smiling. Eyazen then opened his closed paws to display a rough, weirdly shaped single block of ice. Garelth grinned and took it immediately.

"Good, goooood boy! I have no idea how you do this, but your tricks sure come in handy," the lion-horse hybrid said admiring the piece of ice in his paws. Eyazen, on the other hand, kept fearful eyes over it.

"I did what you asked, Garelth, but please, that's not... not necessary. If you just wait for a little while I'm sure I c- NO!"

It seemed Garelth really wasn't in the mood to let Eyazen plead. Before the wolf could even finished, the big warrior was advancing upon him with that known grin of his. Eyazen didn't stand a chance. One of the strong warrior's big paws came to his chest, pushing him down to on his back against the bed again and pinning him down. The wolf's paws went straight down to his crotch to protect himself, knowing what was coming, but they were too late.

"AAArrrgghh!!" A shout that the wolf was sure the whole inn would hear filled the room the moment that big block of ice he had created himself came in contact with his hot, raging hard-on. The ice-cold temperature pressed against the whole underside of his length in a rather terrible feeling. Garelth pressed the ice against the wolf's cock, trapping it between his fur and the horrible ice stone and keeping it pressed down. The wolf's paws pushed against Garelth's wrists, trying to dislodge and take the ice away, but that strong paw wouldn't even budge for the wolf mage's meager strength and awkward positioning.

Garelth just laughed at the wolf's desperate reactions, making a point to rub the ice against his rapidly shrinking member and getting some of it over his balls as well, making Eyazen flinch all over again. Not even five minutes of that hell went by before the wolf could feel his cock freezing, but hidden away, deep inside his sheath. A few more rubs of ice to his balls came by the end before Garelth finally took it away, leaving Eyazen to pant and whimper, just laying there on the bed. Eyazen didn't even struggle or complain when he felt the metal cage being fit over his sheath again. The lower ring going around his balls, the tight, small, carefully crafted metal bars that kept his cock from growing and still let his sheath visible going around it, fitting quite nicely. It was a matter of seconds before the click of the lock came to the wolf's ears, bringing a silent whimper from him. He looked down just in time to see Garelth putting the key away. The big warrior's paw then came up to caress his muzzle in a warm, loving way. A complete contrast to what he had just done.

"You're such a good boy. I'm sorry, puppy, but you know the rule: no going out without your cage. I promise you'll be rewarded for being so good later, alright?" Garelth's tone was almost loving. The small smirk that was still over the hybrid's face told Eyazen things wouldn't be so simple, but nevertheless, the wolf still appreciated the gesture. Eyazen just nodded, then took Garelth's paw that was there to help him get up.

Despite the lingering feeling of unmet need inside Eyazen's balls, the wolf managed to get on with the day just fine. He got an opportunity to wash himself and get rid of the lingering smell of cum and piss over different parts of his fur and then, after getting back to his clothes and regular red robes, he and Garelth headed downstairs to eat one hell of a breakfast to make up for the dinner they had skipped the night before. Garelth too was back to his armor, joking around, boasting and even drinking a little like nothing had happened.

Eyazen wasn't sure about what were Garelth's plans for the day. They usually took a few days in-between jobs to take some time to rest and restock. In the inn they'd heard a story about a nearby town having troll problems, but trolls were harder to deal with. If they were going to give that one a try they'd have to be prepared. That's why it didn't surprise Eyazen when Garelth led him to a familiar place: the blacksmith's shop. As they waited in front of the door after Garelth's strong knocking, however, the wolf raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know why you dragged me here with you. I'm not exactly interested in sitting around and waiting for him to work on your weapon and armor," the wolf pointed out. Garelth just chuckled.

"Oh, come on. Armor repair is important! Besides, aren't you looking forward to seeing Rhys again?"

Eyazen let out a low grunt and looked away. As a matter of fact, the wolf really wasn't looking forward to that. Last time they'd been with Rhys in one of their jobs he'd ended up catching Eyazen sucking Garelth off in the forest, something Eyazen suspected Garelth had a hand on, and after a series of awkward and embarrassing events, the wolf had ended up taking both cocks into his muzzle. The simple memory of it made Eyazen's muzzle feel hot in embarrassment all over again. That was hardly the most embarrassing event Eyazen had gone through involving the blacksmith, but still... The opening door interrupted the wolf's thoughts on the matter.

"Well well well, look who decided to show up," Rhys said, looking at the pair. Rhys was what they called an 'oni', not a common sight to see around. His body was covered in black fur, most of it quite short, but around his neck, over his head and back the fur was longer and shaggy, going all the way down to the start of his long fluffy tail with a larger tuft of fur at the point of the appendage. Onis were a mixture of bull and dragon, mostly, so Rhys ended up resembling both, in a way. Most of his body up to his muzzle and specially the two white, curved horns over his head could be assigned to his bull side, but the long tail and lack of hooves, having a large set of footpaws instead, spoke of his dragon inheritance. The hybrid was shirtless, but wearing a heavy brown blacksmith apron over his lean but muscular chest alongside a simple pair of trousers and those heavy blacksmith boots, pure black but old-looking. Rhys had always made for an impressive figure and the adornments he wore complimented that. A golden nose ring went between his nostrils, a simple charm was tied on and hung from one of his horns in contrast to the other one, which was broken.

"Rhys! My man!" Garelth grinned and moved up to grab Rhys into a hug, but he quickly let go, regretting it. "Fuck! You're covered in sweat! Nasty, man!" The horse and lion hybrid said making a face and cleaning his paws. Rhys just chuckled.

"Sorry. A man's gotta work, ya know, and blacksmithing ain't a job for the weak." Rhys had a thick voice, gruff in a way and he always sounded calm, very different from Garelth. He turned towards Eyazen next, giving him a nod. "Nice to see you too, fire wolfie."

"It's a pleasure." Eyazen nodded back and smiled.

"Come get your gear fixed? I don't even need my tools to see the dents in that armor o' yours," Rhys said, giving both way to step into his workshop. Garelth nodded, though he stepped in looking down at his armor looking for those dents. Eyazen followed right after and the moment he stepped in, the wolf's ears flickered back for the strong wave of heat he felt. It was no wonder Rhys was covered in sweat, for the whole place was way hotter than the outside. Eyazen's paw came up to pull at the neck of his robes, loosening up a little already feeling hot. Being a mage that dealt with fire the heat didn't bother him that much, but concentrated like that and considering the wolf's thick fur, of course he would start sweating.

"Sorry 'bout the heat, forge and furnace are burnin'," Rhys explained, noticing their reactions. The workshop wasn't too big, but it was pretty decent. Eyazen and Garelth had known Rhys from adventuring for quite a while and they did know he worked as a blacksmith when he wasn't in the mood for mortal danger, they didn't visit the shop too often. A huge furnace burned bright in one of the corners while a lit forge sat at the center of the room. To the side, a big anvil stood with Rhys' huge hammer lying over it and, around the corners of the room, a plethora of weapons and tools could be seen scattered all over the place. A typical blacksmith shop. The sound of a bark startled Eyazen, however, making his ears perk up.

From behind the forge a feral dog came running with another happy bark. The dog approached them and, after receiving a small pet from Rhys, rushed on to sniff the new visitors. Covered in a brown, thick coat of bushy fur, the dog's ears hung low. The fur on his underside was a bit lighter in color and all of it led to a long, bushy tail that wagged wildly behind him.

"Hey, that's new. Cute dog," Garelth said with a chuckle. "Spaniel?" The hybrid asked, referring to the canine's race.

"Aye. Spaniel of St. Usuge, they call it. Fancy, isn't it?" Rhys speaking made the dog go back to him, circling the blacksmith's legs and getting a few more pats for it. "Nanashi's his name. Got him to be guard the place while I'm gone, but the little devil ended up a tad too friendly. Can't complain, though. At least he doesn't mind the heat." The dog barked again, happily.

"Wouldn't take you for a dog person," Eyazen commented. The big intimidating blacksmith and the silly dog at his legs made for quite the sight.

"Yeah. When I can choose, I usually prefer wolves," Rhys said with a small smirk, eyes right over Eyazen, who immediately blushed at the subtle meaning of the comment. Garelth at his side, however, broke into laughter.

"Hah! Good one!" They both laughed and Eyazen brought forward a small, embarrassed chuckle to go along with it.

Rhys grabbed his oversized hammer and went back to his forge, where a piece of reddened steel still lingered. The blacksmith fit in a huge glove in one of his paws for heat protection and cleared his forehead of some of the sweat.

"You can go ahead and take the armor off. I'll look at it in a minute, just gotta finish this one before 't goes cold." Rhys started hammering away, the loud clang of steel filling the room. Garelth started undoing the clasps of his armor, signaling for Eyazen to help him, and so he did.

Piece by piece the warrior's armor fell off, leaving him in his small clothes yet again. Not the most decent kind to be walking around in, but Garelth didn't seem to mind it at all. The heat was clearly bothering him as well, for he was sweating as if he had fought a hundred goblins, but other than a few grunts and small curses the warrior didn't do anything about it.

Rhys didn't take long with the weapon he was working in, either. The hiss of hot metal being doused in cold water could be heard from the back of the shop, then Rhys returned cleaning his paws on his apron.

"Shall we take a look on that armor o' yours, then?"

"Actually..."

Eyazen was yawning when he saw Garelth smirking in his direction. The wolf's ears perked up, the alarm inside his mind going out, but all he did was give his companion a confused look.

"Before we do that, I'd like you to take a look at that other thing you built. I think it could use a few adjustments, too." Rhys looked puzzled for a moment as well, but it didn't take much for him to follow Garelth's eyes to Eyazen and then realization hit him. It came along with a smile of his own.

"Oh. Sure, it'll be a pleasure," Rhys said with a small smirk of his own. "By the anvil, like last time, then."

Eyazen's ears folded back right away. He knew very well what they meant and all the pieces were starting to come together. The wolf took a step back, but Garelth was already coming towards him.

"Wait! Wait wait wait. I don't think that's necessary. It's working fine," the wolf said, but then blushed. "I-I mean, I think it is! I don't want to go through th-"

"Shush, puppy," Garelth said, stopping him. The big warrior didn't waste any time, either. He grabbed Eyazen by the scruff of his neck and pulled him, forcing the heavily blushing wolf to stumble towards the anvil. He stopped right by it with a single order: "Strip."

The wolf's tail tucked itself between his legs. He looked at Rhys, then at Garelth, both males considerably taller than him. He really didn't want to do that.

"Come on Garelth, please! There's no need for this! I don't want to stay here with you tw-"

"I said shush," Garelth said, interrupting the wolf yet again. He didn't seem to be in a mood for pleading. "Do I have to tie you up? Are you really going to be a bad puppy now, knowing what's at stake?"

That threat alongside Garelth's stern voice was enough to, most to Eyazen's shame, bring forth all the submissive reactions in his body. His ears glued down against his head, his tail tucked itself between his legs very tightly. The wolf glanced at Rhys. Going through this alone was one thing, but knowing that Rhys was there, watching and smirking, made it much, much more embarrassing. Eyazen just looked down, grunted and nodded. The wolf obeyed, taking his heavy robes off and leaving only his small clothes. Eyazen looked up at Garelth with a silent plea for mercy one last time, but all he got was a 'hurry-up' nod, so he had no choice but to pull off his small shirt and then step off of his pants and underwear until he was naked in the shop. Both his paws went right down to cover his sheath and balls covered by his steel cage. The only upside was that being out of his heavy robes relieved him of some of the incredible heat of the shop, but even he was already sweating. A thought occured the wolf right there, making him look at the door.

"Wait, is the door even locked? What if some customer walks in on me like this?!" Eyazen asked with urgency, but not Garelth nor Rhys seemed to be worried about that. Garelth pushed the wolf down to sit over the big anvil. The metal was kind of warm against Eyazen's uncovered rump due to the high heat inside the shop.

"Don't worry. Everyone knows I do custom work," Rhys responded, not helping at all with the topic Eyazen was nervous about. Garelth was there again, pushing his chest back to make him lie down over the anvil. The thing wasn't big enough, so Eyazen still had to hold his head in the air and support himself on the floor with his legs, but everything from his thighs to his neck fit over the anvil. Finally, Garelth pulled the wolf's paws away from his crotch, leaving him to feel completely exposed.

Rhys' finger came to poke at his sheath, feeling the metal of his cage. So far, embarrassment had been the main thing in the wolf's eyes, but those simple, soft touches brought back something else. Something else that only made his shame get even higher as well. The wolf couldn't help but feel like some sort of tool laid there for them like that, just as he had last time. It had been, after all, Rhys who built the cage he was wearing in what had been one of the most embarrassing days of the wolf's life.

It had been Garelth's idea, of course, and Eyazen still didn't know how his companion had managed to tease him enough to make him agree to do it. Basically he'd laid there, in that anvil just like that, while the blacksmith took several extremely invasive measurements of his sheath and balls to know what to work with. He'd measured everything, even the length of his hard member even though that had absolutely no relevance for the cage itself. The whole thing took hours with Garelth teasing him, then making him go soft to try out the metal frames, then teasing him again and so on until at the end he got the hellish cage he was forced to wear almost all the time, with Garelth having the only key, and then being made to 'thank' the blacksmith in a very special way.

That time, however, Eyazen had been well sated. This time as soon as Rhys started to poke his sheath and feel his balls to inspect the metal, the wolf realized why Garelth had chosen this day to do it. Three weeks and three days without cumming. All that edging the night before and even more in the morning. Those small touches were enough to make Eyazen's cock react, his sheath swelling, the pink member immediately trying to start to grow. The familiar feeling of the steel cage blocking his erection came to the wolf right away, but it also brought a chuckle from Rhys.

"Someone's excited to have his cage fiddled with, I see," the blacksmith commented, making Eyazen whimper in shame. He looked up at Garelth, who was grinning like a fool up there, certainly laughing inside. The wolf had no desire to explain that it had been three weeks since he had been allowed to cum, so he just kept quiet.

"He always is," Garelth commented, making it worse. "So, you see, look at how his cock pushes against it. I think it'd be better if it was a little more snug, I feel like there's too much space," Garelth continued, pointing at the straining cock. "Also think that the lower ring around his balls is a little loose. If it was tighter it'd put a little more pressure over 'em, don't you think?"

Rhys just nodded. Eyazen thought of a thousand things he wanted to say in protest, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything. He didn't remember ever feeling his muzzle so hot and, this time, it was not due to the room's heat.

"Yeah, I see it. I think we can do that," the blacksmith said. Those fingers of his came right to Eyazen's cock, feeling it through the cage's bars and making the wolf tremble with pleasure. All the built up need was coming back to him very fast. Very fast. He kept feeling it and rubbing it for a few seconds and Eyazen knew there was no way that was related to the cage. Finally, he pulled his fingers away, though he rubbed the precum they got soaked in over the fur of the wolf's thigh. "Think the metal might be getting a lil' rusty around the tip, too. Probably 'cause of all this leaking. You sure enjoy yourself a lot inside that cage o' yours, don't you wolfie?"

"I... I don-"

"Oh, you have no idea," Garelth interrupted the wolf before he could have a chance to explain himself. "He barely ever opens it, really. Always just dripping through it like that."

Rhys chuckled at that. "Well, I can work on your adjustments, sure, but I think I'd like to discuss the payment first." As if to signal what he meant, Rhys' fingers went back to idly tease Eyazen's locked up sheath, making the wolf squirm all over again. With the 'inspection' done, the canine immediately moved to sit up, but Garelth was quick to push his chest down again, making a clear point he was supposed to stay like that.

"I'll propose the same deal as last time. Gold for the armor, wolf for the cage."

"That's what I was hopin' for," Rhys said with a grin, giving Eyazen's sheath a squeeze.

"Wait! That's not fair! I don't even want him to m-" Eyazen started again, but Garelth's paw came to clamp his muzzle shut. Eyazen just looked up at him at first, already starting to shake his head to get rid of his hold and protest, but then the warrior pulled up his key. Just like last time, just looking at it made the wolf's ears go right back down and all of his struggles to stop.

"This is your opportunity to be a good puppy and get what you've been wanting. You want that, don't you?" There it was. That stern tone from Garelth again. Eyazen glanced at Rhys, who was smirking, and with his muzzle hot Eyazen just nodded slowly. Garelth let go of his muzzle to ruffle his headfur. "That's a good puppy."

"Fuck. A good puppy indeed. If I hadn't seen it myself I'd never believe you're a powerful mage, wolfie." Rhys comment definitely didn't help on Eyazen's feelings about himself, but the arousal... damn, he needed that just too badly. After at least one orgasm he could pick up the pieces of his pride and act accordingly, the wolf told himself, but he just needed it too badly.

"Bring me some rope. I've got an idea of a fun game we can play with our good little puppy here," Garelth said with one of his famous smirks. Not good. Rhys went around to collect some, while Garelth ordered Eyazen to turn around. The wolf had his chest over the anvil now, hugging it with his head hanging and standing awkwardly into what was almost an all-fours position over the anvil.

With that rope, Garelth started to tie the wolf down to the anvil. It was simple ropework, really. He tied Eyazen's paws to the anvil's sides, looping the rope around the smaller lower side of it and keeping the wolf's forepaws held tightly to it. That rope then went up round the wolf's waist to make sure he couldn't get up from it, at which point, much to Eyazen's further embarrassment, Garelth made a point to loop the rope around his tail as well to keep it lifted, and then tied it all off with small, tight knot by the side. Eyazen didn't like the position at all, feeling completely exposed and helpless. His inability to lower his tail left his tailhole right there, out in the open behind him while his sheathed cage, which was still dripping a drop of pre every now and then, was also visible right beneath the back of his balls pointing downwards.

"I-is this really necessary? I already said I'd comply!" Eyazen protested, not at all comfortable with any of it. The simple chuckle Garelth let out already told him that the answer was no.

"Don't worry, puppy, it'll be fun. You'll see. We're going to play a game, alright?" Garelth grinned. Eyazen's ears glued down against his head. There was no way that was going to be good for him, he knew. "Here's how this is going to work. You'll work on us and we'll work on you. You have to get all of us to cum before you do, then you win and get to cum. How's that sound?"

Rhys let out a small laugh from the side. "I like that," he commented. Eyazen, however, definitely didn't.

"T-that's not fair!" The wolf complained. True, he was so desperate to cum that he was already thinking about how to make the two of them cum as fast as possible so he could get his, but the whole ordeal was still extremely shameful for him. He wasn't a slut!

"Yeah, I know it's not fair. You have your cage as an advantage to keep you from cumming. Don't worry, though, I'm giving you that 'edge' because you've been a good boy so far." Garelth grinned and winked at the wolf, who in turn just whimpered.

"...That's not what I meant," Eyazen just mumbled in reply. He knew that arguing with Garelth at this point wouldn't help him. He just wanted to cum. When the bound wolf looked up he saw Garelth whispering something to Rhys that made him grin. The act made his ears perk up right away. "What are you doing?"

"Discussing who you should please first," Garelth answered right away. Something was wrong there again. Rhys went to the shop's back, outside Eyazen's vision, while Garelth came to kneel by the anvil's side, petting the wolf's head. "You're going to be a good puppy, right? Your chance to spill your seed is finally here. You won't disappoint me, will you?"

A few answers came to Eyazen's head. He was very wary, something was very off about all of it. Garelth, however, knew just how handle him. While one paw still petted the wolf in a demeaning way, the other reached between his legs to poke at his cage at first, and then start lightly poking the wolf's cock, through it. The touch was so light, but it was more than enough to make the pent up, desperate member start straining hard against the cage all over again. Precum followed right after that and from that alone, half of the answers inside Eyazen's head faded away.

"...Yes. Yes, I'll be good. I'll suck you and make you cum. Please Garelth, unlock the cage? Please? I need it so badly!" Eyazen whimpered, making the warrior chuckle. That finger teasing his member started rubbing the pink straining flesh through the steel bars of the cage, teasing the wolf even more.

"Have patience, puppy. I'll unlock it soon enough. You don't want to lose the game and miss your opportunity, do you?"

Slowly and painfully, Eyazen shook his head. Somehow Garelth managed to make him determined to suck cocks. That thought made him blush again.

The sound of claws scraping against the floor caught the wolf's attention. Rhys returned, but he was pulling Nanashi alongside him by the scruff of the dog's neck. The canine's tail wagged nonstop behind him. They stopped right in front of the bound wolf with Nanashi coming to try and give his muzzle a few licks, making the confused wolf turn it away in annoyance. That didn't last long, though. With Garelth still kneeling at his side, the warrior's huge paw came to press the wolf's head down, forcing him to lower it. At the same time, Rhys pulled Nanashi up, positioning the dog with his two forepaws over the anvil with Eyazen in between and, as a result, the wolf's muzzle right up against the dog's sheath. The grunting wolf was confused about all of it for a moment, but Garelth, who kept his head there, was kind enough to explain.

"Since the game said you're supposed to get us all off before you can cum, Rhys and I thought we'd be nice and let Nanashi here have the first go." Eyazen couldn't see Garelth at his side with a dog over him, but he could picture his grin very well in between his words. Eyazen, on the other hand, had his eyes widening. That was Garelth's plan all along!

"W-what?! I... I'm not going to suck a feral dog's cock!" The wolf protested. He had to protest! That was... unthinkable! Eyazen turned his muzzle away from Nanashi's sheath since his nose was pretty much getting rubbed over it. He had his share of musky sheaths shoved in his face through his life, but there was something just different about a feral's musk. The wolf's sensitive nose felt it all. It was hard to describe. It was stronger, more potent and, of course, it made sense. The only bath the dog ever got was from his tongue, most likely. The concentrated musky smell didn't leave his nose even with him turning away, making Eyazen frown.

"What did I just say about being a good puppy?"

Garelth's question made Eyazen's ears pin down against his head. He was willing to obey to get to cum, but... doing that?! It was a dog! Nanashi seemed pretty happy to be a part of the activities. The dog's tail never stopped wagging behind him and he seemed happy to be sniffing the wolf's tail that was held up.

"He's a dog, though! A dog!" Eyazen kept protesting. Surely Garelth couldn't really want him to do it? In response those fingers came to tease his caged cock again. Two this time, both focusing on the pink tip straining against the cage, making Eyazen groan in frustrated pleasure. He could feel them sticky with dripped precum and certainly bringing more.

"So? He's a puppy, just like you," Garelth just answered, his thumb now coming to rub the wolf's balls as well. "Start licking that sheath or I'll just assume you're forfeiting the game. Then we can get on with our business, go out to hunt some trolls and in a few weeks when we're back you can give it another go."

Eyazen let out a frustrated whimper. He couldn't handle weeks of more denial, but he didn't want to lick a feral dog's cock either. That teasing over his own member didn't stop, though and it felt just so good. His member hurt with how hard it was trying to grow erect, blocked by the damned cage. It clouded Eyazen's thoughts. He was just so, so horny. Shame rose over him again for his decision. The wolf turned his muzzle back towards that hanging feral sheath, the stronger musk getting over his nose again, making it wrinkle naturally, and then he forced his tongue out.

"Good boy," Garelth cooed. He didn't need Eyazen to agree in words. The slurping sound and Nanashi's small twitching of surprise were enough for him to know the wolf was complying. As a reward, the fingers over the wolf's cock pulled his sheath back a little still through the cage, exposing some more pink, straining flesh for him to touch and rub.

Eyazen groaned. That teasing over his caged member was pure torture. It felt so good, he needed it so badly, and yet he couldn't grow hard. He wanted that key, wanted Garelth to unlock it so desperately. It was that despair that drove him to lick further. Despite the terribly musky taste assaulting his tongue, Eyazen made an effort to press his tongue onward, licking into the dog's sheath, pressing it against the feral's member to lure it out. It didn't take long to work. Nanashi twitched and moved over him every now and then, but his tail continued to wag. The damned dog seemed to like having a wolf licking his sheath.

Slowly, Nanashi's member started to appear. The wolf made an effort to focus on it as soon as it did with his soft tongue trailing over the member, around that furry sheath and even pressing inside it. Eyazen could feel all sorts of tastes by doing that, all of them strong. The dog's musk was unlike anything he'd ever felt before, but Garelth never stopped teasing his own cock, spurring him to press on.

A few more minutes of that and Eyazen had clearly succeeded. The dog's pink cock, which was much like his own, stood proudly poking his muzzle as he kept licking the musky length. Nanashi made small humping movements against the wolf's face, apparently excited for sex and staying true to his instincts. Eyazen knew what he had to do, but he was hesitating. He really didn't want to.

"Looks like you're really managing to get Nanashi here worked up," Rhys commented. The big oni still held a paw over Nanashi's scruff, keeping him in position, even if it didn't look like he had to anymore. Some light petting accompanied the hold. The comment made Eyazen somehow feel even lower than he was already feeling.

"C'mon puppy, suck him off good. We want to get our turns as well," Garelth shot from behind him. He no longer needed to hold Eyazen's head down against the dog's sheath, so his other paw joined the first in teasing by playing with the wolf's balls.

Eyazen looked at that dangling dog cock right over his muzzle. It was musky, dirty and Nanashi himself had probably been the only one to ever take it in his muzzle before. He couldn't believe he was about to do this. Eyazen closed his eyes for a moment, trying to think, but all he could feel was Garelth teasing his member, the hard metal pushing against his cock who tried to grow, the drops of his own pre coming almost constantly, the tingle of his balls so pent up with three weeks of arousal. The wolf opened his muzzle and took the cock in. Nanashi let out a small bark over him, thrusting his hips forward as soon as he felt the warmth envelop his member and shoving his cock a little deeper into Eyazen's muzzle than he'd liked, but much to the wolf's embarrassment, used to taking Garelth's cock this was nothing.

Nanashi had a good size for a feral dog. Eyazen felt that cock prodding at the entrance of his throat, his lips enveloping it all the way to the start of that sheath. What did bother the wolf, however, was the renewed taste. The strong feral musk made Eyazen's eyes water a little, but he made an effort not to gag, to keep that cock inside his muzzle. After a little tongue rubbing over that length, things got easier for Eyazen, albeit much more humiliating.

Being the feral dog he was, Nanashi was quick to take the matter into his own paws. Staying true to his instincts, the dog promptly started to hump the wolf's muzzle, driving his member in and out in quick thrusts like only a feral could. Eyazen felt his muzzle hot underneath the dog who was using his muzzle and tongue as a mean to get off, but he kept his lips wrapped around that member and endured the canine humping his face.

Rhys and Garelth, on the other hand, laughed about the whole thing. The former holding the dog in position, the latter still teasing the wolf's caged cock at full strength. The sound of their laughter didn't make the whole experience of having a feral humping his muzzle better at all. Eyazen was already regretting having agreed to it, specially as Nanashi's thrusting starting to pick up in pace.

With that big cock poking at the entrance of his throat, rubbing its musky taste against his tongue and making his nose poke the dog's belly, it didn't take long for Eyazen to start feeling the dog's expanding knot. At first it went right in, making him open his muzzle wider, but soon it got too big to get past his teeth, so all it did was bump against them as the dog humped. Eyazen certainly had no desire to let a dog knot his muzzle, if that was even possible, so he kept it as it was no matter how uncomfortable it felt. Nanashi himself wasn't having it. Staying true to his instincts, the dog did try to shove his knot in and, judging by how frantic his thrusting was getting the wolf didn't think he was far from cumming. Ferals weren't exactly famous for their stamina, after all.

Eyazen wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. He had to achieve that to get rid of the musky cock inside his muzzle, but the idea of a feral cumming right inside his throat wasn't exactly something he appreciated. Garelth had changed his teasing to some sort of light stroking where he pulled at his sheath and teased his cock at the same time, going up and down in very small movements through his cage's metal frame. It was driving the wolf insane, making him want to hump those fingers as much as the dog was humping his muzzle. The wolf found himself sweating a lot between the room's high heat, the cock in his muzzle and his incredible need. His member was aching with so hard it pressed against his cage, his pre flowing with such speed he was sure some sort of puddle must have been formed beneath it. All he could do was lay there and take cock while staring at that knot.

"I'll help," Rhys announced from the side. At first, Eyazen wasn't sure about what that meant, but the blacksmith's big paw came to simply get a grip over the feral dog's knot. That seemed enough to both stimulate him further and make him think he had knotted something because he then kept his cock deep into the wolf's muzzle instead of thrusting in and out, switching to instead very shallow thrusts that were just enough to make sure his cock was thoroughly grinded against the wolf's tongue. The musky taste was so strong that Eyazen's eyes watered, the presence of that big cock inside his muzzle, taking up all the space, uncomfortable. But Rhys' thing worked.

Nanashi let out a kind of bark from above him and a thrust a little deeper, then suddenly it came. The warm, salty cum started to fill Eyazen's muzzle, shooting right against the entrance of his throat but in enough volume for him to feel it over his tongue, flooding his muzzle with dog jizz. At first, he didn't want to swallow. It was dog cum! He tried to keep it inside, unsure about what to do, only to let some of it drool down the side of his muzzle to wet his fur with it.

"Hahah, very good! Swallow it, puppy!" Garelth's order came from behind, the teasing to his own member gaining renewed enthusiasm, making Eyazen close his eyes and moan even with a dog cumming inside his muzzle. Without thinking much, the wolf obeyed, gulping the first batch of cum, then the second and third and a fourth until just a small drizzle of it remained, coming to spice his tongue even further with the very salty taste. A feral's cum also tasted different. Stronger, Eyazen now knew, much to his shame. Nanashi seemed very content with his tail still wagging as he gave the wolf a few final thrusts and then pulled back. Rhys let him go so he could prance around in front of the wolf with his semi-hard, knotted cock still there jutting between his legs, happy and satisfied. The wolf just took the opportunity to breath properly, taking in some fresh air with relief in contrast to the world of feral musk he was just in. Of course, some of it still lingered in his nose, as well as the taste of dog cum over his tongue, but at least the worst part was over. Eyazen took little solace in that since Garelth and Rhys were still laughing. It was done now. Eyazen had sucked off a feral dog and just thinking about that was enough to deepen the wolf's embarrassment.

Some degrading praise came from both Garelth and Rhys on how good of a puppy he was for obeying. Nanashi came to lick his muzzle, looking for the remains of his cum to lap up, apparently, which had Eyazen trying to turn it away and escape and even more laughter from the other two. Rhys shooed Nanashi away, though, and didn't take long to step up, grinning down towards Eyazen as he took off his blacksmith apron and threw it to the side, leaving his powerful furry chest exposed. Garelth kept an idle tease over the wolf's member, simply teasing the pink, straining cock with a claw, but it was more than enough to keep Eyazen squirming. While Rhys worked on taking off his boots, the wolf had to plead again.

"Please, Garelth, just... I need to cum. I can't take it anymore! I promise I'll still pleasure you afterwards!" The wolf tried to glance back as he did. It wasn't an unreasonable request! Just the thought of being able to get hard... He watched the warrior bringing his paw to his chin, making an act as if he was thinking about it.

"Hmm.. I don't know. You did suck a dog's cock. I didn't know you enjoyed sucking ferals so much. Your dick sure tells me you do. That was good stuff, but rules are rules." Garelth took pleasure in teasing his member even more while he spoke, making the wolf groan with frustration.

Eyazen just whimpered. They were his own rules! Rhys had put his boots aside, revealing a large pair of clawed footpaws. Through every single one of the rather large claws there were small golden rings too, which made a distinct sound when he walked around. It was quite an unique feature. Eyazen didn't have time to ponder over that, for Rhys' pants came next and the moment those fell off, the wolf's nose wrinkled in pure reflex.

The blacksmith was still several inches away from him and yet, while he took his pants off and kicked them away to let himself be fully naked, Eyazen's sensitive canine nose could already pick up a heavy scent of male musk coming off him. Rhys was already hard featuring a pink shaft with a tapered tip. Much to Eyazen's embarrassment, he already knew that cock well too. He'd cover his nose if he could, but since that wasn't a possibility all he did was turn it away and actually try to breath through his mouth.

"That's... strong," the wolf commented in what was half a complaint. Rhys saw his reaction, heard his complaint and let out a heavy chuckle in response.

"Yeah? What's wrong? Puppy can't take the smell of a working man?" The oni was clearly amused by the wolf's reaction. Naked and without his clothes, he took a few steps towards the wolf with his groin right next to his muzzle. Those leathery balls just an inch away from his nose with a big sheath and his hard cock just above his head. The wolf's ears went down. Even while actively trying not to breath he could still smell the heavy musk coming off the blacksmith and it was no wonder. Eyazen could spot wet spots over Rhys fur and the tiniest drops of sweat coming off him. Working hard to hammer metal on a closed, super hot environment would do that to anyone, the wolf guessed, but the sheer musk coming off the blacksmith put even Garelth's three-week-in-armor musk to shame. The wolf couldn't keep himself from frowning, his nose staying wrinkled and even his eyes were wet from the smell's potency.

"I'll tell you a little secret," Rhys whispered down towards the wolf. The oni's paw came to the wolf's head, gentle and caring, then reached for his chin and lifted his muzzle up, directing it towards his balls and holding it in place. Eyazen was still breathing through his open mouth, but that alone was enough to make him cringe harder. Rhys took another small step forward and the moment the wolf's nose touched the fur of his balls Eyazen let out a groan of disgust. The fur felt wet with sweat, the smell so strong, so potent and concentrated. His powerful nose picked up everything in it. The wolf opened his muzzle wide, taking in air through it instead. Rhys leaned in closer, pressing the wolf's nose yet a little more into his nuts. "I rarely get down to heating up water and I just hate cold showers."

That explained a whole lot. Even the feral dog's musky sheath was easier to handle than the blacksmith's. Eyazen was having a hard time coping with it and Garelth behind him, watching everything, seemed to be picking up on that. The light tease over his cock never stopped, never ceased, keeping him needy and desperate.

"C'mon puppy, you're a pro on taking care of males. I'm sure you can handle a little bit of musk, too." Garelth spoke as if he wasn't aware of how many times he'd shoved his own scent over the wolf. "Hey Rhys, you know what? The puppy is just GREAT at giving tongue baths, I can attest to it. Maybe you should do that."

Eyazen's eyes went wide. The wolf's tail actually pulled against the rope keeping it up and raised in an effort to curl between his legs. He could barely cope with the blacksmith's smell, he didn't even want to think about how it would taste. Bad enough that he was gonna have to suck his cock! The wolf looked up at Rhys with his ears pinned down against his head and pleading eyes only to see the blacksmith's smile getting wider.

"That actually sounds pretty damn good." Rhys' paw keeping Eyazen's muzzle against his balls caressed it with his thumb. By the way the oni's cock throbbed he was obviously enjoying just having the wolf's nose shoved into his junk even if well aware of how many hours he'd spent sweating in his clothes while working and how many days had it been since he'd washed himself at all. That caressing thumb, however, found its way underneath Eyazen's chin and, in a sudden movement, clamped the wolf's muzzle closed. In an instant reflex the wolf tried to pull back, but Rhys' strong paw kept it in place with ease. Eyazen's eyes slowly widened. He held his breath, for he still didn't want to breathe directly through his nose with it shoved into those furry balls, but then he couldn't breath at all.

"Hmmfph!" The wolf complained, trying to pull back again, but Rhys didn't move at all. He just kept smiling.

"C'mon wolfie, take a deep whiff. You know you want to. I can see that cock o' yours all happy about this." Rhys kept holding his muzzle closed and pulled his muzzle forward even more, little by little, making the wolf's black nose get buried into his hefty sack. Eyazen, on the other paw, let out a muffled whimper. It was Garelth's hellish teasing that was keeping his cock pressing hard against the cage, not the musk! He couldn't say that, though. He couldn't pull away, couldn't do anything. His lungs started to beg for air as the seconds went by and he tried to hold it. He tried and tried but eventually, he had to breath.

With the lack of air, Eyazen was forced to take a deep, loud sniff. The heavy musky scent invaded his nose making the wolf actually close his wet eyes. Worse yet, in order to regain his breath he was forced to breath in several times, caught in a world of manly musk. He knew Rhys' scent pretty well since the wolf had always been good with smells, but that was like that scent concentrated a thousand times.

"Thaaaat's it, good boy," Rhys cooed from above. His paw holding the wolf's muzzle made a point to rub that nose against his balls to a point where Eyazen could feel his own fur wet with the blacksmith's sweat. Another muffled whimper came from him as he was forced to keep inhaling the heavy scent. The wolf was kept busy being forced to sniff at the blacksmith's junk. Above his head, Rhys' cock was rock hard just like he wished his could get with an occasional drop of pre falling right over his head fur.

Distracted as he was by the whole ordeal it came as a big shock for Eyazen when Garelth's light teasing over his cock all of a sudden became the touch of a warm tongue. The soft surface was pressed right against the heavily leaking tip of the wolf's straining member, making Eyazen's ears perk up and his eyes go wide. A groan of pleasure and frustration escaped his throat, but with Rhys holding his muzzle up against his balls, even if the wolf did glance back, he couldn't see it. It wasn't like Garelth to use his tongue...

"Looks like someone wants to pay you back for the blowjob. What a good little doggie!" Another brush of that tongue came to the wolf's cock, then another and another. It was a big overload of pleasure even for his trapped shaft considering how incredibly needy the wolf was. So much that it took him a few seconds to process what Garelth had said. ...It was Nanashi who was licking his caged cock?! With the copious amounts of pre he was letting out, it was no wonder that the dog would get curious, but Garelth was letting him!

Eyazen squirmed in his bounds, moaning and groaning again. The tongue felt just too good, pressing against the bars of his cage to reach the pink of his cock, which was the source of the salty pre, but the pleasure he was feeling definitely made the wolf leak that much more. If Eyazen thought his cock was straining to get hard before, now it was just about maddening. That tongue focused on the tip of his cock, mostly, but sometimes it did go up for a lap or two against the back of the wolf's exposed balls only to return to the wolf's cocktip as soon as the dog spotted more precum coming to drip from it. Both Rhys and Garelth laughed at his heavy squirming, the wolf's hips shifting back and forth as much as the ropes would allow, not sure if he wanted to get away from the dog's tongue or reposition it so he could lick it better.

"I think it's about time you give me some tongue as well, wolfie." Rhys' grip on his muzzle lightened, allowing Eyazen to gasp, both for more air and for the tongue giving him heavenly hell. That paw still held his chin against his balls, though, making sure the musk never went away.

"Oh g- Ngh.. Garelth! Please! He's li... Hnnngg... licking..." Eyazen had to plead between his gasps. The wolf made a whole array of noises originating from the frustrating pleasure he was receiving. He could see Garelth by his side now, leaning against a table now that the feral dog was doing all the teasing work for him.

"Isn't it cute? I think he wants you to lose our little game." His response was full of mockery, making Eyazen whimper once more. He couldn't handle the licking!

"C'mon wolfie, focus. Just give me some tongue and we'll be all good," Rhys followed up, stroking his chin with his fingers. Those heavily musky balls were pressed against his nose again, making the wolf remember just how strong they were, but now things had changed. While before he would be very worried with tasting them, his current desperate situation pushed him forward.

Eyazen didn't even hesitate much. He closed his eyes, braced himself and stuck his tongue out, giving the leathery, sweaty balls a tentative lick. As he suspected, the taste was just as strong as the smell had been, making him gag for a second and frown heavily. It didn't last long, he couldn't think of anything other than the tongue assaulting his trapped cock tip enthusiastically. He forced himself to lick again, then one more time and so forth feeling the heavy taste mixing in with the smell to drown him in manly musk. There were times when he swore he could feel the sweat alone over his tongue.

Meanwhile Rhys above him just sighed in pleasure. He helped Eyazen by repositioning both the wolf's muzzle he still held and himself to make sure the wolf was forced to lick every inch of his balls, including their base and the space between them and his thighs. After having them thoroughly cleaned with that warm tongue, he allowed the wolf to move upwards towards his sheath. He had the canine cleaning all around it first, of course, but just the touch of that delicious tongue over the base of the oni's cock was enough to make it jump with life, oozing precum right over the wolf's head as well.

On Eyazen's side, the wolf was having a rough time. Again, Rhys' put Garelth's three weeks in armor to shame with how powerful he tasted. The wolf just kept going, forcing his tongue out again and again desperate to please Rhys enough to move on with the game. Garelth was, in fact, snickering on the side watching the wolf moving up to the blacksmith's cock, licking it vehemently.

"Damn, puppy, if I knew that all it took was a tongue to your cage to make you be this good I'd done this years ago." The comment made both him and Rhys laugh, but Eyazen just whimpered with embarrassment. The blacksmith was done with using his tongue, apparently, for he withdrew just enough to grab his cock and aim it downwards, pressing against the wolf's lips at first, but they soon parted to let him in, where his cock could meet that tongue in a more intimate way.

"I'd forgotten how good your muzzle was," Rhys added. Even if Eyazen was very eager to please Rhys and relieve himself, the oni wasn't in such a hurry. Even with the wolf suckling and licking his cock to the best of his pleasuring skills, he took his sweet time enjoying the warmth of that muzzle by slowly pushing his cock in and out with pleasurable groans to accompany it.

Meanwhile Nanashi behind the wolf kept getting more and more excited about the constant stream of delicious pre he had found. The dog pressed his muzzle against the wolf's caged sheath, using the innate dexterity of his canine tongue to really press it there, making sure it reached every inch of the wolf's sheath and cockhead covered in the pre he was enjoying so much. Eyazen could barely cope with how pleasurable it felt. He didn't remember ever feeling his cage this tight to the point where it was almost starting to hurt him. The pleasure coursing through the wolf's body was immensurable. It was almost as if he was stroking himself, fully hard, except he wasn't and his body knew it, which explained the deep frustration he felt alongside it.

With a small glance he could see Garelth on the side, just watching the whole thing while gripping his own bulge through his pants. The act went on for some good ten minutes, which for Eyazen felt like an hour, until he managed to get Rhys worked up enough that he was starting to forget about teasing and really get into fucking. The fact that the wolf was desperately working to get the cum out of the man didn't escape Eyazen's notice, but at that point he knew it was something that would only really affect him after he'd cummed and cleared his mind. Too much lust, too much time pent up, too much of everything!

Rhys used both paws to hold the wolf's head, gripping the shaggy fur around his neck and using it as a handle for his fucking. Eyazen lost control, then, as the big oni started thrusting deep into his muzzle, simply using it for pleasure and nothing else. The taste of cock and pre was strong, as was the smell of musky man every time his nose got pressed into the fur of his crotch when that cock reached his throat, but Rhys was still smaller than Garelth in that regard, at least, so much to Eyazen's embarrassment, he was taking that muzzle-fucking, as he was sure Garelth would put it, 'like a pro'.

With just a few more minutes of rough muzzle-fucking with the wolf squirming to cope with both it and the dog licking his cock at the same time, Rhys already hit his peak. Unlike Garelth, the blacksmith was silent. A longer groan, a tighter grip on the fur of his neck, a deep thrust and suddenly that cock was spasming to unload a big load of cum straight down the wolf's throat. Distracted as he was, it came as a surprise for Eyazen. Garelth didn't even have to order him to swallow this time, for he felt the sticky, salty liquid filling his muzzle, but most of it was shot almost straight into his throat. The wolf's nose stayed pressed tight against Rhys' pubic fur while the blacksmith came, making Eyazen close his eyes. The musky smell, the salty taste, all of it overwhelming him as he gulped down all of Rhys' cum in those small seconds of his release, until finally, as quick as he had thrust in, Rhys pulled out of, letting him gasp and cough up droplets of oni seed into the floor.

Even the blacksmith was panting above him. Of course he would. After having an awesome orgasm, who wouldn't? Rhys rested his spent cock right over the heavy breathing wolf's muzzle, letting those final, lingering drops of cum stain the fur of it while again pressing his balls too close to the wolf's nose. Eyazen wrinkled it again. His black nose could feel brand new droplets of sweat coating it from all the effort of the muzzle fucking. It was still hellish hot inside the place, after all. Between the lingering, strong taste of cum, the heavy musk smell and the dog's tongue assaulting his caged member, the wolf could only groan in desperate frustration.

"Such a good wolfie. I always have so much fun with you," Rhys said, patting his head. Eyazen let out a small whimper. That tongue against his caged cock was so strong, so intense, so very, very pleasurable. His cock was straining so much to get hard. The pleasure was so high Eyazen was starting to think he was going to cum with his cage on. But no. He was so close to winning Garelth's game. All he had to do was make Garelth cum and then he'd be allowed to cum like he wanted. Just imagining it made things even worse for him. Oh, the pleasure he would have...

Rhys actively wiped the last remnants of spit and cum over his cock on the wolf's muzzle fur and then reached down to grab his pants and apron again. Garelth quickly stepped up to take his place in front of the canine. The warrior was still fully clothed, but now Eyazen could see the obscene bulge in front of his pants that made it clear that Garelth's big cock was definitely fully hard in there. He wasted no time in pressing the bulge of his pants right against the wolf's nose.

"So... I guess it's just me left before you win, eh? And I must say, I'm quite excited after seeing the show you're putting up, puppy." Garelth's paw came down to scratch behind his ears as if he was rewarding a dog. That always made Eyazen blush, but this time the wolf was too desperate. Too horny, too pent up. Eyazen in his lust-filled mind didn't even think about complaining, but instead went straight to licking Garelth's bulge through his pants. The taste of fabric came to his tongue, but he really needed to get Nanashi away. To unlock his cage. To cum! Garelth just laughed at his eagerness.

"Man, and to think that the first time we fooled around together you hesitated just to lick my cock. Did you ever think you'd get to this point? Sucking off a bunch of males just 'cuz you're horny? I know just how to push you to new heights, don't I, puppy? Don't you wanna thank me for broadening your horizons?"

That time, despite how busy the wolf was with coping with Nanashi, he did blush. Heavily. He was fully aware that later, when he thought back about the things he was doing, he was going to turn into a puddle of shame, as the case always was when it came to Garelth's ideas, but at that moment... at that moment only cumming mattered and he would do anything for it after so long.

"...Th-thank you, Garelth..." Eyazen just muttered the words, but it made Garelth grin and Rhys to snort at the side. That paw came right back to scratching him as a 'reward'.

"Such a good boy," Garelth cooed. "You deserve a reward indeed."

The warrior's paw came to tug down his own pants, lowering the front just enough to expose his indeed hard cock and those big, familiar set of hefty leathery balls. Musk hit the wolf's nose again, albeit not as bad as Rhys' had, but definitely different in many ways. He could see Garelth sweating just as bad as he was for the immense heat and, this time, he didn't have time to ponder over the musk. The balls got shoved right against his nose, making him groan with distaste.

"You can start licking as foreplay," Garelth ordered rather bluntly. "Rhys, come here for a second, will you?"

Eyazen forced himself to start licking, barely able to pay attention to Garelth whispering things to Rhys and both snickering above him. The taste of Garelth's musk was a brand new thing to distract his tongue, but it was still the dog behind him that got all of his attention. Did he never get tired of licking up pre? The wolf was leaking so much of it. Over three weeks of stored cum and all the edging of the previous night were hitting him hard. Eyazen was panting, his licking coming ragged and clumsily, for there was so much pleasure mixed with denial in that cage. He had never hated it so badly as he did right then. He felt himself getting close to cumming, or at least, it felt that way, since that tongue kept assaulting the head of his cock. Over and over and over again without stopping!

The wolf was actually glad that Garelth decided to step back and push his cock against his lips instead of leaving him licking his balls. Eyazen opened up, only to have the big member he had come to know so well shoved inside. Garelth was considerably bigger than Rhys on that regard and, as was often the case, Garelth had high expectations of him. That cock kept going forward until the wolf was having to try and suppress his gag reflex, and then it went yet a little further, reaching his throat.

"Oh yeah... let's put that wonderful throat of yours to good use, puppy..." Garelth moaned above him. Eyazen's ears went flat against his head, specially since Rhys gave an impressed whistle watching the whole thing. Even so, the wolf's tongue started working on that cock as best it could. By the heavier taste of pre, Eyazen could tell Garelth wasn't too far off from blowing either, so at least there was that.

Eyazen had never been so dedicated to sucking Garelth's cock before. The wolf licked, suckled and did everything he could to make the cock fucking his muzzle and throat feel good, blow faster. The dog's tongue over his cage was driving him crazy with pleasure and, by now, he was sure he was close to cumming. He wanted it, sure, but cumming like that, with his cock hurting from how hard it wanted to get hard, wasn't going to be the incredible, pleasurable experience he wanted so badly. No, he wanted a real orgasm and for that he just had to win Garelth's game. And he was so close! Just a little more... The thought of it was driving the wolf crazy. Imagining his cage open, his wolf cock fully hard, himself stroking it until... until...

Garelth suddenly retreated. The warrior retreated just enough for the tip of his cock to stay half an inch away from the wolf's lips, rock hard and throbbing. Eyazen knew the signs, he knew Garelth was very close to bursting. Desperate as he was, the wolf felt no shame in sticking his tongue out to lick at that tip just in an effort to keep going. It made Garelth chuckle.

"You're such a good, good puppy," he started, speaking calmly as if there was no hurry for anything. "Such a good puppy that I think you deserve a reward."

Eyazen looked up at him, not understanding what he meant. Was he going to be allowed to cum?! The wolf's tied up tail wagged, looking up at Garelth full of hope. His companion just gave Rhys a small nod. Eyazen hadn't even noticed Rhys was behind him, but he felt the blacksmith pulling Nanashi away for a moment, stopping that wonderful, hellish licking to handle his cage. Eyazen heard the blessed sound of a key inserted into the lock, the click of it opening and then the cage falling down. Not ten seconds went by before his cock was fully hard, knot out and everything. The wolf actually smiled with relief. The air, hot or not, was enough to make his member pulse. So pent up, so very close to the ultimate relief. Eyazen's hand curled into fists, wishing so hard he could just reach down and jerk himself off to climax. His cock was left hanging there, pulsing and dripping. He looked up at Garelth, despair clear in his eyes. Garelth saw them and just... smirked. That evil smirk that made Eyazen's ears go flat over his head. Something was still wrong. The warrior's hand came down to pet him lovingly and, again, he pressed his cock ever so softly against the wolf's lips.

"You've earned freedom from your cage, puppy. I advise control, though. The game is still on... You can't cum before the three of us or you lose." Garelth's smirk turned into a grin, while Eyazen just whimpered. Again, he took Garelth's cock into his muzzle with extreme eagerness when his companion pressed forward. The wolf resumed its sucking right from where he had left and, by the way Garelth moaned above him, he knew it was working. Much to his embarrassment, he knew that cock really well by now and he knew every point he had to press to make Garelth squirm. He used all of his knowledge and he could tell it was getting close. Just a little further!

Eyazen's sucking, however, stopped altogether. The wolf gasped, which then was followed by a long groan of sheer pleasure. A tongue was lapping at the tip of his cock, catching the precum he was dripping, and then it moved upwards to drag itself across his length. He could immediately tell it was Nanashi again by how long the and warm the tongue felt, by how eager it was to lick and taste all of his cock drenched in his own precum. Another lap came, then another and another and Eyazen could no longer focus on anything. Garelth's cock moved back and forth into his muzzle, but Eyazen couldn't do anything, just close his eyes and revel on the immense pleasure he was feeling.

"Huh, what a bad puppy, putting his own needs first. Gonna lose the game..." Eyazen heard Garelth speaking, but it sounded distant. All he could think about was that tongue over his length. His length that had been edged mercilessly last night, that had been locked up for over three whole weeks, so very, very pent up... He could feel it coming. He could feel his climax rising even if it had just been a few seconds, a dozen licks, it was all it took with how desperate it was. The wolf barely registered Garelth pulling his cock out of his muzzle. With his eyes closed, he couldn't even see, but he didn't care. Eyazen let out a loud moan, signaling he had gone past the edge, that the thing he longed for for so, so long was finally going to come. The wolf couldn't help but smile. Screw the game, screw everything, he was cumming and it was all that mattered! That tongue dragging itself over his length felt just too good and it didn't matter if it was a feral dog doing. Nothing mattered at that moment except cumming, but then, just as the wolf's knot inflated, as his cock was about to start spasming to let out his seed, the licking stopped.

Eyazen was too far past the point of no return for his orgasm to stop, but someone, likely Rhys, had pulled Nanashi away from his cock again, leaving it hanging in the air with absolutely no stimulation to give his orgasm the pleasure it deserved. The wolf's eyes shot open, his hands pulled hard against the rope binding them, desperate to reach for his cock, to give it the small tugs it needed to make give pleasure to his experience, but nothing came. Nothing at all. The wolf's cock starts spasming, a few jets of his puppy seed coming out to splatter against the floor, but they felt weak and unsatisfying, not bringing any pleasure at all, since with absolutely no stimulation over his member, his orgasm was just getting ruined. He could feel the cum coming out, could feel his cock throbbing, but there was no real pleasure to it. The wolf knew that just a little more, just a stroke or two would milk out the real orgasm out of him, but it didn't come. No paw, no tongue, no touch, anything. A deep, long groan of pure frustration came from the wolf, twitching, squirming and struggling to get it.

"Hff... Aww. Looks like you spilled your seed before you could accomplish your task, puppy. That's just too bad..." Garelth speaking shifted the wolf's focus back at him. He could still feel the last remnants of his 'orgasm' coming out, but his cock still stayed hard, knot and everything, feeling unfulfilled and unsatisfied. Eyazen still felt as needy as he was before, probably even more. Looking up, the wolf realized Garelth was jerking himself off right in front of his muzzle, the warrior huffing and groaning.

"Pl-please, Garelth, please.. I just need.. Just a little more, just a touch, please untie me! I NEED it!" The wolf started to plead and beg, but Garelth was too busy with his groans. He saw what was coming. Eyazen lowered his ears, turned his muzzle away as best as he could and closed his eyes just in time for the first heavy, thick jet of cum not to get in them as it hit him square in the muzzle. Garelth had always been a heavy producer and even despite everything they'd done in the previous night, he still had a very sizeable load to give the wolf.

When the warrior reached his final huffs and the last remnants of his heavy orgasm dripped down to the floor, Eyazen's muzzle was a mess of creamy, white cum. The wolf could feel the thicker parts dripping down, but most of it just stuck to his fur, creating a heavy odor of maleness and a very a very embarrassing sensation for knowing his face was covered in cum. It was like Garelth was teasing him by having a full orgasm right in front of his face while his had pretty much not even happened. When Eyazen recovered and managed to open his eyes again, he still whimpered.

"...Please Garelth! I really, really need it! That one was totally ruined! I'm begging you..!"

Garelth took his sweet time sighing, then slowly tucking his spent, satisfied cock back into his pants while the seconds ticked by and that lingering feeling of something that looked like an orgasm faded away from Eyazen, leaving him still completely horny and desperate.

"He's good at begging, that he is," Rhys commented from behind with a chuckle. Eyazen glanced back to see him still holding an excited Nanashi with his hand at the dog's scruff. Nanashi had his eyes on his cock, no doubt interested in the weak cum he had spilled, and even if it was just a feral dog, at that moment Eyazen really wished he would just let him go so he could lick his cock and bring him to a real climax. Rhys kept a good hold over the dog, though. "Gonna take Nanashi here for a walk, then we can look into tightening the wolfie's cage like you wanted. Watch the shop for a minute?"

Garelth nodded and Rhys left, taking all his hope of tongue with him. If Garelth untied him now he could still jerk off, though. Horny as he felt, he was pretty sure he could attain a real orgasm in a matter of seconds. The wolf's paws forced against the ropes again, but they were heavy and unyielding. Garelth gave him a glare of disapproval, too. The warrior's hand came to caress the wolf's neck through his fur, careful to avoid his cum-drenched muzzle and head, he noticed.

"Now now, you lost the game, so no cumming for you. Rules are rules, puppy, you know that."

"B-but it wasn't fair! You took the cage out and... and... by all the gods, I just need it so badly! Please, Garelth, just this time!"

His companion shook his head, a disappointed look in his face.

"What did I tell you about too much begging, puppy?"

Eyazen's ears went flat against his head. His cock still throbbed there, alone but so, so very horny. He wanted to protest further, wanted to beg more, but he knew he had already crossed some sort of threshold with Garelth. He looked up to see the warrior looking around, then grinning, then leaving to get something behind him, outside his view. Eyazen got distracted dreading his fate. He had pretty much not gotten to cum, and when would Garelth give him another opportunity? In a way, having an orgasm like that was even worse than not having it. He couldn't stop thinking about it, about how close he had gotten, imagining if that tongue had just gave him a few more laps... The wolf's cock was already dripping again in response to that.

Distracted as he was, the wolf definitely didn't expect what came next. A white piece of cloth was brought up and in a swift motion, it covered his whole head. Eyazen shook it and struggled a little, of course, but he soon realized two things: First, that it was Garelth. With remarkable expertise, the warrior tied a loose knot with the cloth around his neck, keeping his head completely covered, but loose enough so that it still had a small opening for air, even if small. Second, he noticed the smell. The thing had a heavy, heavy musky smell to it that it took the wolf a few seconds to recognize because of how potent it was. The wolf couldn't see anything anymore, but after quite a bit of shaking he realized the thing wasn't going anywhere without paws to take it off.

"W-what's this?!"

Just as the wolf asked it, he heard a door opening. At first he was worried that it was some customer that would see him like that, but the laugh that came right after that revealed it to be Rhys coming back.

"Oh, damn. Is that Nanashi's pillow case? He humps that thing, like, every day. I call it his love pillow."

Eyazen whimpered. That explained the heavy musk so similar to the dog's he was smelling. It was constant and musky, like he had his nose pressed right against the dog's sheath the whole time. He very much doubt Rhys took the time to wash the thing very often, if at all.

"Please, take it off! Lemme go, Garelth, c'mon! I really need...!"

The wolf felt a paw pressing at the back of his neck again. He could recognize Garelth's, so he stopped his pleading at once.

"This is puppy's punishment for being noisy. He's gonna stay very quiet now while we go out to have a chat over a few drinks for a while and then, when we come back, we can play the game again and see if he does better in it the next time."

Eyazen's heart sank. He wanted to shout in frustration and in all honesty, he was about to, but then he felt that claw trailing over his cock. A single clawtip from Garelth, so thin and soft, trailing the underside of his member starting at his sensitive knot and going up to his tip slooowly. That alone was enough to almost trigger the wolf's orgasm again, reminding him of how extremely horny he was. Another whimper of pure frustration came from the wolf, but he just... nodded. He didn't dare speak, so he just nodded. Garelth rewarded him with a very light squeeze on his knot that made him gasp and, accidentally, take in a heavy whiff of Nanashi's heavy pillow musk and a soft pat over his neck.

"That's a good puppy," he just cooed. His paws left the wolf and Eyazen could hear him getting up, walking away.

"I know a good tavern," he heard Rhys saying from behind.

"Awesome. I could use a drink or ten. Cumming makes me thirsty."

They both laughed at that remark. Then a door opened, a door closed and then there was nothing but silence. Silence, the heavy musk pressed right against his nose that he didn't seem to be getting used to at all, the wet feeling of Garelth's cum coating the fur of his muzzle and his pent up, right on the edge cock just left there, hanging. The wolf blushed under the dog's 'love pillow''s case when he realized he was already thinking of how he could please them faster to win the game the when they returned.