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The young wolf stared at the ceiling while lying on the fluffy bed. Eyazen was just trying really hard not to think about sex, but that was growing harder and harder with each day that passed. There were plenty of other things he should be thinking about. Ultimately, he sighed. Though the wolf was lying on a nice bed inside a what was probably the nicest room he had ever lived in, Eyazen would give anything to be back in the free lands sharing a small room full of crappy-looking wood and straw beds with four other people.

He decided to get up. Walking distracted him sometimes. The room's stone walls kept the place feeling as chilly and damp as the weather outside. Though the room was pretty nice, featuring the large bed he was sitting on, a large wardrobe and even a small desk and chair on the side, it did not have a fireplace. When Eyazen stood up, he felt the nip of cold against his bare fur.

The wolf was naked, for his clothes had been taken away on the first day he arrived at the dreadful dragon castle and he hadn't been given anything else ever since then. Eyazen featured a mix of black and white on his fur with the black taking up most of his back which then, alongside his sides and shoulders, transitioned into plain white over his chest, belly, center and then down his legs. The wardrobe in his room was completely empty. Out of habit, Eyazen walked to the large, massive wooden door that made the entrance to the room itself and pulled at it. It didn't budge. Eyazen dared to hope that some servant would forget to lock it after bringing him food or something like that, but he hadn't been that lucky as of yet.

"As if that would help at all," the wolf mumbled to himself, thinking about it. He went to the window and, after undoing the latch, opened it just a little. The cold wind hit his muzzle, making him frown and grunt. His room was in one of the castle's towers way, way up high which left him absolutely no chance of climbing down to escape. That also meant that, even if he ever got out of his room through the door somehow, he'd have to get past dozens of patrolling dragon guards, servants and whoever else lived in that cursed castle before he was free. It felt just completely impossible.

Eyazen sighed again and went back to the bed. The wolf groaned. Though the room was somewhat clean, he wasn't. He had been living in the dragon castle for five weeks and he hadn't been allowed to bathe. The dragons didn't really seem concerned about it just like one isn't concerned about how often their stray feral cat bathes. For his keen sense of smell, though, well... it bothered him. Eyazen frowned never having smelled so much of himself before. His hand involuntarily went down to his sheath and it was the slight smell of arousal in the air that made him notice what he was doing. Eyazen quickly took his hand away, looking down to see the pink tip of his canine member already showing from his sheath. He groaned again, closed his eyes, and again tried to think of anything but sex.

At some point the wolf must have fallen asleep, because his wandering conscience was shaken back to the real world when the loud sound of the heavy door of his room opening woke him up. The wood creaked and Eyazen quickly moved to sit up, his ears folding back reflexively.

As he expected, it was the dragon lord himself. Eyazen had once thought it was a great honor to meet and talk to Lord Deveth, one of the three dragon rulers of the Dragon Kingdom, but now seeing the white scaled dragon was a dreadful omen of what was waiting for him ahead.

"Subject 14." The dragon looked at him and smiled. The first time they met Eyazen had thought his smile charming, but now it just looked sinister. The dragon wore the usual set of fine looking robes. Long robes that went all the way down to his ankles covering most of his tall form. Today they were of a fine looking soft brown tone. In his hand the dragon had pieces of parchment, as he often did, but one thing was different this time. A dragon guard accompanied the dragon lord. That was usually not necessary. Eyazen stood up dutifully and kept his head low.

"I see you've given up on your animal urges and decided to behave last night. Good for you." The dragon sounded almost amicable, but after eyeing the wolf from the tip of his ears to the claws of his feet, he simply stood aside and nodded towards the hallway expecting Eyazen to follow. As he always did. "Let's go."

The wolf said nothing. What was the point? He just kept his head low and gave the dragon a soft nod. In the first days Eyazen had asked a thousand questions. In the following days, he had growled at the dragon in outrage over what was being done to him. Now, he was over all of that. As he walked past the dragon and, not for the first time, had the thought of bolting down the hallway while the door to his 'guest room' was being closed behind him, he glanced towards Lord Deveth. Indeed, hanging from his neck was the small yet so dreadful pendant. It was red colored and honestly didn't look like much, but that pendant was the main reason why Eyazen couldn't hope to get away.

The wolf wasn't entirely naked. He had nothing to cover himself and no clothes at all, but around his neck was not one, but three different collars, each one engraved with weird runes he could not hope to recognize. He didn't know the exact function of each of them, but the larger one was made of heavy leather and it was the one he worried about. When the dragon willed it, it was capable of burning his neck, causing unbearable pain until the dragon miraculously made it stop. There wasn't any real burning, at least not as far as Eyazen could tell, but it certainly felt like there was. The pendant was the key to controlling it, Eyazen knew, but such magics and enchantments were well beyond his novice knowledge. How he wished he had studied more.

With a push, the wolf was made to walk down the hallways with the dragons behind him. Lord Deveth looked busy looking at his parchments while he walked and the guard just kept his head high and eyes forward. No one needed to say anything. Eyazen knew where they were going. As he watched the windows pass by him through the hallways of the large castle, he missed the freedom he used to have.

Six months ago Eyazen was still living in the free lands. The wolf grew up in a small farm house, but when he found out he had been born with aptitude for magic, that was all he could think about. Being basically a nobody there was no way he could get into the free lands' major magic academy, but after doing a lot of market digging Eyazen finally found a spot in a smaller institute just into the dragon lands, but still near the free lands' border. After traveling, the rather young wolf finally got settled in ready to begin his new life learning the secrets of magic.

Eyazen had only spent around three weeks actually studying when they announced he had been selected for a 'special opportunity' to be an apprentice of a real master of magic. The wolf had gotten even more excited when he learned that the master was Lord Deveth himself, one of the three famous dragon lords. He had been so nervous for his interview with the dragon. In retrospect, as he walked down the stairs of the quiet dragon castle, he scoffed at it. The questions hadn't really been about what he knew or what he wanted, but rather about him as wolf. If his parents were wolves, if his grandparents were wolves, if he had any nobility in him... Though his eyes were green, not yellow, Eyazen was somewhat proud to be a pure wolf, but that didn't mean as much in the free lands as it meant in wolf lands, which he had never been to, so he didn't see why it mattered.

But it did.

It only took a day of being Lord Deveth's 'apprentice' for him to learn that he wasn't so much of an apprentice as he was a test subject. The dragon dabbled in all sorts of magic and seemed to be very focused on things that could target wolves specifically, so it was only reasonable he'd need to test it. Eyazen quickly discovered that he was not the only wolf 'selected' to be an apprentice, nor was he the only 'apprentice' that really, really wanted to run away. But alas, he could not.

Lord Deveth didn't care about his outrage on the first day, his pleading on the second or his begging after the first week. The dragon didn't even bother to learn his name. In the very first day the white scaled dragon had been a little more careful about calling him a subject, but after a while Eyazen just became 'Subject 14' and that was it. The wolf had heard stories about the dragons' disregard for what they called 'lower species', but as he glanced towards Lord Deveth still busy with his parchments, he knew that to the dragon he really was no different from a tiny lab rat.

Still, being held as a prisoner under the pretext of being an apprentice was just a technicality. What really made the wolf miserable was what the dragon did to him every single day since he arrived at the castle. Thinking about it made Eyazen let out a small yet audible whimper. He knew where he was heading and he knew what was going to happen.

"I see you're growing excited for today's session." The comment made Eyazen look up. It was Lord Deveth himself and, when he looked at the dragon and followed his eyes, Eyazen realized that he was staring at his sheath. Because the wolf's member was growing hard. Eyazen's ears shot down and his hands quickly came down to cover himself, but he couldn't help it. The dragon let out a very small amused chuckle at his reaction.

Every single day the dragon came to his room, picked him up, and led him to a small office-like room. There, Eyazen was tied to a simple wooden chair so that a slave could 'work' on him. It was always the same small, lithe fox that got down on his knees in front of the wolf to start working on sucking him off.

On the first day Eyazen had found the 'session' obscene and just outright embarrassing. The wolf quickly found out that the fox's, or rather, the dragon's motive wasn't to grant him any sort of sexual pleasure. Well, it was pleasuring. It was the most pleasuring, amazing blowjobs the young inexperienced wolf had ever gotten in his life. Still, what made the whole experience so incredibly frustrating was that the fox never quite finished. The slave was an expert. He would use his tongue to tease Eyazen's balls, would coax his cock out of his sheath, then tease, lick, suckle, and then bob his head taking in most of the wolf's dark red member into his muzzle. He would stick his tongue out to tease the wolf's knot as it grew, then use his hands to press and squeeze against it as if it had tied in the most pleasurable way possible. And then, when Eyazen's cock started throbbing, when he was about to cum...

The fox would stop.

Eyazen could whine, growl, beg, howl and scream for the fox to continue, but the slave would slow down to a slow tease, sometimes with his tongue, sometimes with his hand, keeping the wolf at the very edge of orgasm but always being very careful not to let him go past it.

The fox would then keep that up for hours. Eyazen himself had seen the dragon threaten the fox with awful, horrible bouts of punishment if he let the wolf go over the edge, so the fox was always extra careful. Worst of all, the fox was really good at it.

Eyazen suspected the small, clearly male but loincloth-wearing fox had been a slave for a long time. With typical red fur, the fox definitely wasn't old, but he wasn't that young either. The wolf didn't know his name or where he came from since the dragon only called the fox 'slave' and, no matter how much Eyazen tried, the fox would never speak. He would just keep his eyes away from his, most of the time on his throbbing member, and continue his work.

The hours would drag on ever so slowly. Sometimes the fox managed to get Eyazen to a point where he absolutely swore he was going to cum. His cock started throbbing, his balls pulled up, that satisfying feeling of going past the point of no return started rising up with him, but then the fox would stop again and sometimes even apply a painful squeeze on his balls that would distract the wolf and rob him of going past the edge he longed for so badly. It left Eyazen whimpering, pleading and struggling in frustration feeling nothing but the fox's warm breath coming over his needy member.

Each day it grew worse, too. After the fox was done the wolf would be left alone to 'calm down' for what he judged must be another whole hour again. Over most days of the last week even after that hour the dragon would still find him hard as a rock when he came back. Not that the dragon lord cared. He had no reservations about dragging the wolf with his dick fully hard through the castle halls back to his room.

And then the time in his room was even worse. There, Eyazen could touch himself. He felt his balls aching and he had all the freedom to do so, except... Well, he was not allowed to. Lord Deveth had specified that in the first day, much to the wolf's confusion. Apparently this whole edging and denial thing was part of an experiment he was 'helping' conduct and, for reasons he was not told, it was imperative that he did not cum no matter how much he wanted.

Obviously on the first days Eyazen didn't care. He was pretty much a prisoner so why would he care about what the dragon needed? If only it was that easy. Eyazen didn't know enough about magic, but he was pretty sure that it was one of the three collars he wore that allowed the dragon to know when he was touching himself. It would be a matter of seconds after his hand started jerking off his hard member before the larger collar would start burning causing too much pain for him to finish. The three times he attempted doing it also resulted with the dragon coming back to his room to scold him and, much to the wolf's despair, 'grant' him an extra edging session that day to 'appease his desires'.

It had been two weeks since the last time Eyazen tried touching himself when he wasn't allowed. He was growing more and more desperate, but he saw no indication that he was going to be allowed to cum anytime soon. He found that sex had been invading his thoughts more and more often. Whenever he thought about freedom the picture of it was himself sitting in his small room back in the free lands alone, hand down his pants and jerking off to a mind-blowing climax.

Eyazen tried his best not to think about these things, but that too was starting to become harder and harder. Even now walking through the castle hallways with guards and servants going past him and the dragon lord mocking him, Eyazen couldn't help it. His member did not retreat to its sheath and, soon enough, the wolf was having to use both hands to cover the pink flesh, his cock fully hard. Even holding it against his stomach like that had him aching to start stroking it. Knowing it would be indeed stroked soon didn't help. He knew there was going to be no happy ending to that.

But then, something unexpected happened. Eyazen took a few steps down the hallway he went down every day, but then he noticed the dragon had taken a turn to the left. The guard walking by his side grabbed his scruff and roughly shoved him to the side to walk in that direction as well. Eyazen grunted, but blinked with confusion. The dragon glanced at him and seemed to notice that.

"Oh, we're not doing building up and preparation today. After the last session I deemed you ready for an interactive trial run." Lord Deveth said that with the same disinterest he always showed towards the wolf. Eyazen continued to stare at him since his words explained very little to the wolf, but the dragon didn't look like he had anything else to say. Eyazen's ears folded back, but he forced himself to speak up.

"What does that mean?" The wolf's question brought the dragon's eyes to him again, but the dragon lord looked at him with an expression of annoyance. It didn't last very long.

"You will see."

That was all Eyazen got from the dragon. The wolf started to grow nervous as they walked by hallways he hadn't seen before. Different servants and guards looked at him with new kinds of sneers. Even his member started retreating back to its sheath due to sheer anxiety.

They walked down several flight of stairs and the absence of windows made Eyazen realize they had probably reached and underground level. Finally, the dragon headed towards a door and opened it, motioning for Eyazen to go in. The armored dragon guard gave him a light shove towards it and followed him right inside.

The room was... bizarre. Eyazen's attention was immediately caught by the two other occupants that were already in there. He was very familiar with one of them. The fox that always 'worked' on him was there with his head low and wearing the same ragged, dirty loincloth he always wore. By his side, however, was a new face. Eyazen had caught glimpses of other wolves in the castle hallways, but he had never seen one from up close. It was not a reassuring sight.

The other wolf had more common gray fur, but even though he also kept his head low avoiding eye contact, Eyazen could see that his eyes were yellow. One of the clearer signs of a 'pure' wolf. Much like himself, this new wolf was also naked and covering his privates with both hands. This wolf, however, was in an very, very poor state. Also like himself, Eyazen could assume nobody bothered to let him bathe or took care of him wherever he was kept and if Eyazen thought he himself looked bad, this wolf proved him wrong. His fur was shaggy and full of tangled clumps. The wolf looked like he'd been living in the streets for months. Even though Eyazen was standing by the door quite far from him his acute nose caught the wolf's scent. It was powerful, primal and very unpleasant.

Even without the poor looking canines the room was still creepy. The walls were stone and there were no windows, so the only light came from a torch burning on one of the walls and a candle sitting over the crude looking desk by the room's side. What really made the room stand out, however, was the centerpiece. It was a large wooden X-shaped cross with straps on each side clearly meant to hold someone against it. It reminded Eyazen of torture devices he had seen drawn in books. The cross was attached to some weird machinery with metal pieces and gears Eyazen couldn't identify. They led to a large crank at the cross' side. Eyazen's ears went straight down, folding against his head. He had had a feeling he wasn't going to like what was in that room and he was growing more and more certain of it.

"Strap him in," Deveth said without ceremony. The dragon walked to the desk and set the parchments he was holding down, then started fiddling with other pieces of paper that were already there. Eyazen wasn't sure what that order meant, but when the guard behind him took hold of his scruff in rough manner again to start dragging him towards the cross, he quickly found out.

"What're you gonna do?! What's gonna happen?!" Eyazen's question let it show how nervous he was. As he was dragged towards the cross, he resisted a little, but ultimately he knew that there was no fighting these dragons. The large dragon guard had no trouble handling him. Eyazen looked at Deveth, but the dragon lord all but ignored his question and anxiety. Eyazen's eyes shifted to the wolf and fox standing at the side.

"What's going on?!" He asked again, but neither seemed inclined to answer or help them. Both kept their eyes away from him to the side, though he did catch a very short glance from the wolf.

The dragon forcefully turned Eyazen around and shoved him against the cross so that his back was pressed against it. The large guard pried the wolf's hands away from his crotch and held it against one of the X-shape's upper sides. Within moments, Eyazen felt the leather strap pressing hard against his wrist. All he could do was whine. He wanted to fight it, to run away, but he knew the pendant was right there with the white dragon. One touch and the collar would start burning him, then things would get even worse.

Eyazen's other hand was quick to follow, then his ankles were also strapped against the wood keeping his legs forced apart and just barely touching the floor. He felt more vulnerable than ever naked and exposed with his arms and legs bound like that. He tested each of the straps holding his wrists and ankles, but none of them budged in the slightest.

The dragon lord finally stood up and came close to inspect the work. Eyazen gave him a pleading look.

"Please, this isn't necessary! I'll do whatever you want me to do without these bonds!" Pleading was all Eyazen could do. He felt a little ashamed of what he was saying given that the other two were still there, but he wanted out. The dragon, however, just smirked and shook his head.

"Necessary precautions. It's part of the experiment." As he said that, Deveth's hand came forward straight to Eyazen's balls. He gripped them, which made the wolf's tail tuck itself between his legs given the invasive move. His hands curled into fists and, instinctively, his arms tried to lower themselves to keep him from touching his most sensitive spot, but there was nothing he could do.

The dragon, however, just... felt them. He gave his furry balls a light squeeze, then patted them as if to feel how they were. He nodded, then let go and turned away.

"Very well, everything is in order. Lower him down." Deveth nodded towards Eyazen and headed off towards the other slaves. Eyazen could only watch as the guard moved to the large crank by the cross' side and, with effort, started turning it. The wolf gasped when suddenly everything started moving. Or, rather, he started moving. The cross started lower slowly and kept going until it the wolf was no longer standing with his back against it, but rather lying right over it. As if he had been strapped to some weird sort of table. It was an uncomfortable position because, though he was technically lying over the cross with his arms and legs, his head still had no support, so he was forced to keep it steady himself.

Deveth looked at the fox, then nodded towards the other wolf. "Get Subject 6 ready," he ordered, then went for the desk to pick up a feather and parchment. Eyazen could only look back and forth from his table, but he soon heard the other wolf whimpering and turned towards the slaves.

The fox was getting on his knees in front of the wolf. No matter how dirty and matted the gray wolf's fur looked, the fox simply started licking those balls, massaging them, then teasing the wolf's sheath. Moves that Eyazen knew all too well. The wolf pressed his back against the wall, but soon his muzzle was hanging open, his tongue lolling out and his eyes closing. It took but small seconds for his cock to start growing. Much like Eyazen's, the tapered canine cock of the wolf started out light pink then grew red as it got harder and harder. The wolf was a little larger than Eyazen himself, but he looked just as eager for the fox's mouth as Eyazen had ever been. He couldn't help but see himself there.

Still, the wolf kept his hands against the wall obediently. Eyazen himself could pretty much feel how much the wolf must have been wanting to reach down to his member and jerk off until he cummed. If he hadn't been tied to chairs every time the fox did that he was sure he would have done it. This wolf either had much more self control or he had been punished a lot more than he did.

The wolf's knot was just starting to form, but he was already panting and thrusting against the fox's muzzle as if he was about to cum. They all opened their eyes to look as the dragon stood up from the desk again, however. Unceremoniously, Lord Deveth walked to the two slaves. The fox retreated from the wolf's member and stood up at his side, lowering his head again. The dragon looked down at the wolf's member as if he was inspecting some from a machine. He even reached down to touch it and stroke it a few times. The groans of pleasure the wolf let out seemed to please him.

"Good," the dragon just said. The wolf looked up at him, ears pinned against his head, and whimpered.

"Please, master. Please, I.. I-I can't take this again..." The wolf's voice was meek and pleading. The dragon, however, gave him a stern look of disapproval.

"You will," Deveth stated with a harsh tone. "But don't worry. Maybe this time things will work out for you." The dragon's light stroking over the wolf's cock moved down to the canine's furry balls, but when the dragon felt them he quickly retreated his hand. The dragon lord made a slightly disgusted face clearly not pleased about having touched the dirty wolf's balls, then wiped his hand clean on the fur of the wolf's side which was the only part of him that looked a little smoother.

The wolf lowered his head and whimpered again. He definitely did not seem to believe that. The dragon, however, reached down to his pocket to retrieve a single object. The very sight of it brought a look of what Eyazen could only describe as despair to the wolf. The dragon was holding a simple silver ring. Nevertheless, the canine stared at the ring held between the dragon's fingers as if it was a dagger ready to be plunged into his heart. Eyazen had never seen the ring before, so he just watched with curiosity and confusion as the dragon moved it down to slip the ring around the wolf's hard cock.

It slid smoothly over the pulsing red length and, as the cock grew thicker near the base, it looked like it wouldn't fit. Still, the dragon just kept pushing it down with ease. Eyazen could swear he saw the ring growing a little wider as it slid down the tapered length, but the dragon just kept sliding it over it until it sat just above the bulge of the wolf's knot that was clearly grown, but still inside his sheath.

As soon as the dragon let go of the ring, the wolf's paw came to it. He felt it around his cock and whimpered again. Eyazen saw the wolf's claws grabbing hold of the smooth silver ring and trying to pull it out, but it didn't slide out as easily as it had slid in. It looked like it was stuck on his cock, as if it was just too small to come out. The wolf looked very distressed, but the dragon quickly slapped his paw away even if he did not look concerned in the least that the wolf was going to remove it. Then, Lord Deveth pointed at Eyazen.

"Get the second subject ready," he ordered, and just like that the fox moved again. Eyazen grew tense when he saw the fox coming closer, then moving between his legs. He knew what was coming, but he had hoped it wouldn't happen in these new conditions. His wrists immediately pulled at the leather wristbands keeping them against the table, his ears pinned themselves down against his head, and then it came. The first lick made him shiver. The fox's tongue was so smooth, so dextrous. It was quick to find the tip of Eyazen's cock already showing just from watching the erotic display of the vulpine working over the other wolf and the fox took advantage of that. Eyazen felt that smooth, silky tongue prying into his sheath to coax his very pent up cock out. And it worked. Just like the other wolf it was a matter of small minutes before Eyazen was hard as a rock as well.

The fox took his cock into his maw as he usually did, licking and suckling him while his hand worked on massaging the wolf's balls. In this new position with him lying with his legs spread the fox had even more freedom to work, making things even harder for Eyazen. The fox pulled his sheath down to expose his growing knot, then started kneading and massaging the wolf's most sensitive spot, making him moan out loud.

"Alright, since this is your first time I will explain how this works," the dragon said at his side making Eyazen remember he was still there. Deveth approached him, but the fox didn't stop working on his cock even while he spoke.

"You have an opportunity to release today. Cum. Get some relief. You want that, don't you?" Though the dragon was talking to him, he looked more interested in the piece of parchment he was still holding. He scribbled down a few things here and there over it. Eyazen, however, nodded vigorously.

"Yes! Please! I'll do anything!" Eyazen begged. He could already feel his knot growing larger and the fox was still taking full advantage of that. Eyazen felt like he was already approaching his edge. In a matter of minutes.

"Good. Well, it's quite simple. You will get to cum if he cums." The dragon pointed at the other wolf who still had his ears down and was still rock hard. Eyazen looked at him with confusion. That sounded simple enough. Too simple, in fact. Lord Deveth then just nodded his head towards Eyazen. "Go."

The order was simple. The other wolf eagerly stepped forward and, while Eyazen still had many questions, all he could do was watch the gray wolf approach him with distinct eagerness. The wolf went around his arm until he was standing right beside his head.

"What do- ugh!" Eyazen was just about to ask what it all meant, but what he didn't count on was the wolf's smell. The wolf didn't just look ragged and dirty, he certainly smelled like it too. Eyazen had picked that up before, but now from up close with the wolf standing right beside his sensitive canine nose he could really take it in. His only guess was that the wolf, much like himself, has been put in some room or cell and not been allowed to wash or anything for a long time. However, this wolf must have been like that for months at the very least, Eyazen guessed. He could detect the wolf's unique smell in a very powerful way mixed in with a masculine musk coming from the wolf's cock since the wolf's waist was just at the level of his head. Eyazen was getting faint traces of cum too, or maybe it could've been pre. It certainly explained the matted clumps of fur surrounding the wolf's sheath and balls that Eyazen could now see from up close.

"I'm sorry," the wolf whispered from above. Eyazen still hadn't recovered from the smell, almost coughing with a disgusted expression, and then the wolf's hands came around his muzzle. Lying as he was, Eyazen's head was held upside down by the wolf, muzzle pointing up. Eyazen's first instinct was to fight the stranger's hands, but all he could do was tug at his bindings once more. The wolf simply took hold of the Eyazen's muzzle, stepped forward and, much to Eyazen's disgust, started rubbing his cock and balls right against his muzzle.

Eyazen could feel how greasy and dirty the other wolf's fur was against his own. He opened his muzzle to protest right away, but the wolf's paw clumped it close and held it down just so he could keep rubbing himself against it. From above Eyazen heard soft moans as the red cock rubbing right against his face continued to harden. He could see from up close the wolf's knot growing right behind the silver ring, slowly pushing the furry sheath back.

Eyazen, however, held his breath. With his nose pressed right against the bottom of the wolf's balls he dreaded what the already powerful smell would be like, but when the wolf held his mouth closed that ended his other option. Eyazen started struggling a little, but the fox beneath him might have detected that. Feeling a warm muzzle enveloping his needy length again sapped all strength from the wolf and caused him to let out a silent groan of pure pleasure even with another male's balls pressed against his face. It started to become too much. Eyazen couldn't hold anymore.

He breathed in.

The powerful musk had him dizzy for a moment. It made his eyes water as his nose felt every single particle that composed the wolf's unwashed musk. Yet, above him, the gray wolf didn't even seem to notice. He was definitely enjoying just being able to control things, to hump his cock lightly against another wolf's upside down muzzle fur. Eyazen could also feel the warm drops of precum that came from the wolf's cock to stick to the short fur of his muzzle as well.

"Hmmmghh!" Eyazen complained through his forcefully closed muzzle. The wolf showed no signs of stopping, however. At least until the dragon intervened.

"Enough playing around," Deveth said. Eyazen wondered why the hell he had taken so long to do so. Then, Eyazen felt a hand over his chest. It was the dragon's. "Let him go," he ordered the other wolf, and when he finally did Eyazen opened his muzzle wide to gasp. He immediately stopped breathing through his nose and started doing it with his mouth. The wolf took a step back, but the smell was still unbearable.

"You will try to make him cum," the dragon repeated as if simply explaining a fact. The pat Eyazen felt on his chest showed that the dragon he meant him. "Remember, if he cums, you cum." At that point, Lord Deveth must have signaled something to the fox because Eyazen felt fingers enveloping his knot and squeezing it in a way that made him groan involuntarily once more.

"I don't understand!" Eyazen complained. Why did he have to make the other wolf cum? What was so hard about it? Couldn't the fox that was mercilessly teasing his cock do it instead and be done with it? After having that wolf rub himself on his face he didn't want anything to do with the other slave anymore.

"You will," Deveth just said. Eyazen could see him nod towards the other wolf, then just turn around and head away to the small desk on the side. Eyazen opened his muzzle to ask for more clarification, but that turned out to be a mistake. The wolf's paw came to his chin, directing Eyazen's lying head straight up and, from the upside down angle he was in he saw the furry balls of the other wolf approaching when the wolf roughly sunk his cock right into Eyazen's muzzle.

His first instinct was to bite down, but Eyazen held back from doing that both because he didn't truly want to harm the other wolf and because he was damn sure he was going to be punished if he did that. He had never had another male's cock inside his muzzle! It didn't make the musky taste of the other wolf's cock grinding against his tongue any easier to bear, however. Eyazen let out a muffled "Hmmpfg!!" in complaint and tried to pull back, but lying down on that cross and tied as he was there was little he could do. Between the wolf's legs Eyazen could see the slave's tail wagging just as he heard the moan of pleasure for having a warm muzzle around his cock, not very different from the the one Eyazen himself let out when he felt the fox enveloping his own length again.

The other wolf placed his hands on Eyazen's exposed chest for support with half his cock into his muzzle. The large red and engorged knot with the silver ring right above it was all Eyazen could see just above the wolf's shaggy, furry balls. Everything was upside down and laying there in that position was downright uncomfortable. Pulling at the restraints on his wrists didn't help at all. At first, the other wolf didn't move. He was content to continue just very softly rubbing and grinding his cock against Eyazen's tongue as if he was taking his time in enjoying it. The musky taste of the wolf's member made Eyazen's eyes water all over again. The smell was still very much there and he was still trying to breath through his mouth even with a cock inside it.

It was hard, though. The fox going down on him went all the way down to the knot. Eyazen could feel his own lupine dick squeezed by the fox's throat. He had no idea how the slave managed to do that, but it felt heavenly good. Good enough for Eyazen to moan even with a musky cock down his own muzzle. Good enough for him to feel precum spurting from his tip as his cock throbbed. He was close to cumming already despite everything, but the problem was, the fox knew it. A hand came to his balls and slowly, very slowly the fox retreated from his member. That soft tongue slid over the underside of his member as the fox retreated, filling Eyazen with pleasure and desire, but soon the fox left his cock pulsing in the cold air as he went down to nuzzle his balls instead. The godamned slave was so good at teasing him.

The pleasure almost distracted Eyazen from the wolf above him. That until, all of a sudden, Eyazen felt him thrusting forward. He moved slowly just like before, groaning right above Eyazen as he sank his cock deeper into the bound wolf's muzzle, inch by inch. Eyazen gagged a little not used at all to the sensation of a cock invading his muzzle, but the wolf didn't stop for that. As the wolf's dick grew thicker, Eyazen found it harder and harder to breath properly while also being forced to open his muzzle wider just to accomodate the larger bulk of the wolf's cock. He only stopped when his knot bumped against the front of Eyazen's teeth. He could feel the silver ring touching his sharp canines. Eyazen couldn't see the ring, but he could feel it almost as if it has a... tingle? A strange, static feeling about it.

"Hmmmfgghh!" Eyazen struggled, moving his head back and forth as much as he could to signal his deep discomfort. All that did was cause the wolf above him to moan, however. Looking forward, Eyazen could see the wolf's furry balls hanging right there, an inch away from his nose. Now having a harder time breathing with a cock almost blocking his throat, he was forced to breathe in through his nose again and that alone made him have to close his eyes shut for a moment. The wolf's musk was still very much there. Eyazen's nose could tell the wolf's distinct, unique scent amplified. It smelled like... maleness. Musky, strong maleness.

The wolf moaned above him again. Eyazen felt his cock pulsing and he could very much see the wolf's knot engorged and large, pushing his sheath back. Knowing how wolf anatomy worked he guessed the wolf, much like himself, had been denied for quite a while and was just as eager to cum as he was. Yet, unlike him, this wolf had full control of the muzzle he was fucking. Eyazen longed to have the freedom to put his cock into the fox's muzzle like that and just... cum. And yet, the wolf wasn't doing that. Was the dragon maybe signaling him to go slow? Eyazen thought that must be it, but then he was proved wrong.

The wolf withdrew his cock from his muzzle, at which point Eyazen gasped with relief through his mouth, but it didn't last long. In a rough manner, the wolf thrust himself back in, grinding his cock against Eyazen's tongue in the process until his knot bumped against the other wolf's teeth again. He proceeded to begin promptly fucking the bound wolf's face. Gone was all the restraint the wolf was showing before. Above him, the slave moaned, and then Eyazen was forced to endure the feeling of that cock fucking his muzzle with all that vigor.

As if to make things a little better, the fox went down on him again. He could barely stop to think about it with the wolf fucking his face, but his own cock instantly reacted to the warm muzzle enveloping it once again. The feeling of needing to cum, the edge Eyazen had been in started to come back with remarkable speed with the fox suckling at his cock, teasing his knot with those delicate fingers, using his tongue to lick up the copious amount of precum Eyazen knew he was letting out.

Despite the deep discomfort of another wolf fucking his muzzle, Eyazen still let out a muffled moan. He felt like he was going to cum and, if that was the case, he didn't even mind that his muzzle was being used like a sex toy. With his moaning, his tongue even curled around the cock fucking his muzzle, bringing another groan from the wolf above and another twitch from the cock fucking him. The pleasure started rising within Eyazen. For a moment he forgot about everything...

...And then he remembered again when the fox withdrew from his cock in one sudden movement. Eyazen let out a muffled whimper of frustration, which wasn't unusual in their edging session, but this felt so much more intense. Eyazen remembered the dragon's words. If he made the other wolf cum, he would get to cum. He wanted to cum more than anything so, even though he felt his face getting hot with shame about what he was about to do, he wanted it to badly to let something like pride or embarrassment get in the way.

Eyazen moved his tongue more. The wolf moaned again showing no restraints about doing so. He could feel the wolf's cock twitching, pulsing, and as he started moving his tongue to try to make the wolf's fucking better, he realized that some of the saltiness he had been feeling over his tongue was the wolf's precum. Eyazen frowned, not that anyone got to see with his face upside down pressed against the wolf slave's crotch, but he did his best to ignore that. He needed to cum himself.

Barely a few minutes had passed and the fox was sure to remind Eyazen of how much he wanted again. Again that muzzle came, again it teased his cock and knot in the most expert way possible, and again it left him wanting. Much like in their edging sessions the amount of time the fox needed to tease him for grew smaller each time, but that also meant Eyazen was left at the very edge of orgasm for a longer time, making the experience increasingly frustrating for the wolf.

The need and despair grew for both wolves. Eyazen could feel the wolf above him fucking his muzzle with even more vigor the more he worked on his cock and, the more the fox teased him, the more he wanted to work on it. And yet still the wolf wasn't cumming. Eyazen could hear him panting above him, could hear him moaning, groaning, could feel all the signs that his cock was as ready to burst as his own, and yet the wolf didn't cum.

Something was wrong. He knew the dragon's challenge sounded too 'easy', even if disturbing, but it was hard to think and put the pieces together when he had a musky wolf cock pounding away at his face and the damned fox's tongue caressing his own needy cock. Eyazen's eyes closed shut. It was exactly because of that tongue, because he was so desperate that he needed to figure it out.

With his eyes closed, he could feel it. It was as if in the darkness there was a hint of a glow right in front of his muzzle. Or, rather, inside it. He couldn't visually see it, but he could feel it. Magic. The ring was magical. It pulsed with magic affecting the wolf's member as it enclosed it. An enchantment! How had he not seen that before? Eyazen was very much a newbie when it came to magic, but his natural attunement to it let him feel it. It was that very attunement that put him in the awful position he was in, but at that moment the wolf felt a jolt of joy for figuring it out. The wolf above him couldn't cum because the magical ring wasn't letting him cum.

Still, as that realization sank in, Eyazen groaned underneath the wolf. Not just because the fox had stopped right as he had reached the very edge of orgasm again, even though he did, but because he realized that knowing that the ring's magic didn't let the wolf above him cum didn't mean he could do anything about it. Even if Eyazen had been in a laboratory, safe and comfortable and with all the tools and time in the world he wouldn't even know where to begin in order to do anything about it. He had never studied enchanted objects, had never learned how to properly control his own magic, nothing! He was an initiate, an apprentice, and the damned dragon knew it!

"Hmmmfhhf!" Eyazen tried to say, but speaking was impossible with the wolf pouding at him so eagerly. He never seemed to get tired! Though, Eyazen thought that if he was as close to cumming as this wolf in the state he was in he wouldn't stop either. Eyazen suspected from the wolf's previous actions that he had been in these situations before: fucking someone, unable to cum and knowing that the person below it wouldn't be able to make him cum either. Maybe the wolf dared hope? To Eyazen it sounded like just another of the dragon lord's cruel games.

Somehow, being aware of this cruel jest the dragon had inflicted upon him only made the whole thing worse. Time went on and the wolf above him didn't stop. Sometimes he would slow down to get a little rest, but when he did it was his cock deep inside Eyazen's muzzle just so that he could slowly and forcefully grind his pulsing red length against Eyazen's tongue. At those moments he could feel the wolf's precum rubbed against his tongue as well, creating a salty taste that made him gag almost as bad as the constant smell of musk coming from the wolf's unwashed balls that still sat right in front of his nose.

Below him, the fox never stopped either. He did not seem to tire, as Eyazen knew well, for he suckled and teased Eyazen's member mercilessly, again and again bringing it to the point where it was just throbbing, ready to burst only to leave it hanging in the cold air of the castle. Sometimes the fox would lightly nuzzle his balls or even his knot while he was cooling off, hinting that maybe he would give him that last, small little lick that would push him over the edge, but it never came. Eyazen's was so damn close to cumming. He no longer moaned, he just howled with frustration every time the fox stopped. Not that any decent sounds really came from him with another wolf's dick muffling everything.

He had no way to track how much time had passed. At one point the dragon stood from his desk making both wolf pause to look at him. Eyazen's heart beat faster with hope that he would end that... that torture! He pictured the dragon saying something like 'that's enough, make him cum now' in that deep voice of his and that alone made him feel a drop of precum running down the pulsing, red length of his canine cock.

Of course, that didn't happen. The dragon simply left without saying a word and returned a little while later. And everything continued.

Eyazen tried everything. He tried closing his eyes again and focusing on the ring, sure. He could feel it pulse, could feel the damned thing right there but he couldn't do a thing about it. He tried struggling against his bonds as hard as he could to let them know he couldn't take the teasing and fucking anymore, but all that got him was an even harder time breathing while the wolf vehemently fucked his face and what he could swear was a snort from the dragon.

He couldn't take it anymore. The fox's smooth tongue was slowly working on his dick. It had been mere seconds since the fox had blessingly taken it into his muzzle again, but Eyazen was already moaning involuntarily, feeling the cum, the pleasure he longed for coming... And the fox retreated once again.

"HMMMGGHFF!" Eyazen tried to howl, to fucking scream in frustration. He had never needed to cum as much as he needed this time. Maybe it was the wolf, maybe it was the fact that he could swear this session had been going for longer than any of the others, maybe it was the false hope the dragon had given him at the start, but he needed it!

No one paid him any attention, as always. With small tears of frustration coming from the corners of his eyes, he felt his cock throbbing, felt the need gnawing at him. He tried to use his thoughts to push himself over the edge as he had done a million times before, but all they did was make him even hornier. He needed a touch, just a lick, a squeeze to his knot, and he'd get all the pleasure he craved for! He was so, so close!

And then he felt a touch. It was a touch alright, but it was one so light, so playful that it just wasn't enough. Eyazen felt a heavier glob of precum dripping down his aching length. At first, he couldn't tell if the touch was even real or not, but it was there, tickling his cock, his knot, teasing him...

Whiskers! The fox was using his whiskers to tease him! It was such a light touch, but it drove him to thrust his hips up as much as he could, which wasn't much. He needed just a little more touch! Just a LITTLE more! The whiskers playfully teased his cock, then went down to his very engorged, sensitive knot. More precum came, more need!

"Hmmfgh! HMMFGH! PLMMHG!" Eyazen tried to say, but it was hopeless. Whenever his need grew more intense his breathing grew heavier and the wolf above him seemed to like it. It always spurred him to fuck faster. The cock going in and out of Eyazen's muzzle, the fox's teasing, it was just too much. He couldn't handle it. He needed to cum!

Eyazen's paws tightened into fists. He kept trying to thrust forward, but the fox still gave him nothing but teasing whiskers. Eyazen's eyes closed shut. He felt angry, he felt needy! The wolf above him fucking his muzzle was so uncomfortable he felt like biting down on that damned cock. A poke at his throat every second, the taste, the smell. The need. With his eyes closed, he could see it. The ring. The thing between him and the pleasure he needed so much. It sat right there, going into his muzzle and out, in and out, as if taunting him with that pulse of magic that stopped the wolf's orgasm. It was as if it was stopping HIS orgasm. Eyazen hated it.

The fox gave his cock the tiniest of licks. Pleasure shot up from the wolf's needy cock, but nothing else came. He was SO close! He NEEDED it! The fox, the wolf, the dragon, the ring, everything swirled in Eyazen's head.

"HMMMGGFH!" He howled again, eyes closed shut, everything spinning, and then in a matter of five small seconds, everything happened at once. Eyazen felt a burst within him.

The ring snapped.

The metal ring crackled and snapped from the wolf's cock. It was just outside Eyazen's muzzle when it did, so it fell straight down to the ground in small little pieces. At the very moment it did, the wolf above him moaned much, much more intently than he had been moaning before. He pulled back, then thrust in with such strength that Eyazen, still stunned from what had happened, was forced to open his muzzle wider and wider in discomfort. The wolf, however, pushed in with such force that his large knot went straight by Eyazen's teeth.

"HMGH!" Eyazen grunted, feeling the wolf's cock going into his throat, deeper than it had ever been before. The musky red, pulsing length took absolutely all the space inside Eyazen's muzzle, forcing him to breath singularly through his nose. With the wolf's knot past his teeth, however, the wolf's crotch was pressed right against his chin and, worse yet, his furry balls were also hard-pressed right against his nose. Eyazen was forced to take a deep breath straight from the source of the wolf's musk, the scent powerful enough to make his eyes water into the smallest of tears.

And that wasn't even the worst he had to take, either. Immediately after the knot went past his teeth and sank into his muzzle, Eyazen also felt a burst of cum coming straight to his throat. The wolf above him howled with relief, a long howl that echoed through the room as he cummed, but Eyazen below it? He was forced to awkwardly gulp jet after jet of the wolf's cum while at the same time trying to awkwardly breath through his nose stuffed against the wolf's musky balls.

The wolf must have cummed for ten seconds straight, but to Eyazen it felt like ten minutes. Ten minutes of his throat awkwardly gulping down wave after wave of wolf spunk. Finally, the wolf above him ceased his howling and moaning, reduced to a mess of heavy panting while supporting himself on Eyazen's chest and stomach.

"Hmmfgh!" Eyazen shook and rattled his bindings to let the wolf know about his discomfort. His maw was stretched open too wide, he could taste nothing but cock and the smell was just unbearable. The other wolf seemed to notice it, but when he tried to pull back, he quickly found out he couldn't.

Eyazen's eyes went wide. The wolf's knot had inflated past his teeth and wouldn't come off. The wolf above him tried tugging at it a few more times, but judging by the low whines Eyazen heard tugging his oversensitive knot through sharp teeth wasn't something he was willing to do. The wolf above him gave up, which only made Eyazen complain again.

"Well, well, well. This is remarkable." The dragon stood up and walked up to both wolves stuck against each other. Even with the wolf's balls pressed against his face and upside down he could see Deveth walking up to them and picking up a few of the pieces his magical ring had been reduced to.

"A successful experiment for once. And on your first session. That shows great potential." Though Eyazen couldn't see him, the dragon spoke with amusement. With the whole thing Eyazen almost got distracted from his own need, but the fox's tongue coming back to his cock quickly reminded him of it. Screw the wolf stuck to his muzzle, screw the dragon's sick experiment. He had somehow managed to break the ring and even if he had no idea how, his heart swelled up when he realized that it entitled him to cumming. Eyazen let out another moan, this one barely audible.

"A direct burst of concentrated magic strain broke the ring. That's what you did, isn't it? And coming from an inexperienced magic user nonetheless.". Eyazen could see the dragon pacing back and forth from between the other wolf's legs as he spoke, but he didn't care about any of that.

"I wonder if you could break it if you were wearing it. Presumably, yes. It probably requires only touch. That makes it flawed, vulnerable. It can't be used on someone with magical capabilities, even if they're untapped..." The dragon continued talking, not to any of them in particular, but more to himself. Eyazen just needed his reward!

"HMMGH!" Eyazen tried to speak to get the dragon's attention. He thrust his hips up, making his hard, throbbing cock bounce in the air to signal his need. He just needed five seconds of that fox's muzzle to get his relief. The dragon stopped pacing and turned towards them. Eyazen's anxiety rose. He had noticed it.

"Oh, right. Our little deal." The dragon, however, snorted. "Don't be silly. I can't let you release your seed now. It would defeat the whole purpose of the weeks of build up to reach this stage. Now that you have shown the required potential there's a lot of tests we still have to do." The dragon said that as if he was saying something obvious, but Eyazen, upside down and with his muzzle stuck to a dirty wolf's crotch, just gasped. Or tried to, anyways.

"HMMFGH?!" Eyazen tried to struggle against his bonds. The dragon couldn't be serious. They had a deal! He NEEDED to cum. At least the dragon seemed to notice his discontent, but all Lord Deveth did was chuckle.

"Now now, don't be like that. I am a man of my word. I'm a lord, after all." Eyazen could see the dragon turning around, then hear his steps circling them. His heart was beating fast. He just wanted that warm muzzle, nothing else, just the muzzle! The dragon's steps, however, grew a little distant. Then Eyazen heard the door opening.

"I do keep my word when it matters, it's just that you lesser races really don't." Eyazen's ears went straight down, glueing to his head. He could hear that amusement in the dragon's voice again, but it was that cold amusement. As if he enjoyed all the torment he was inflicting in some twisted way. Eyazen thought things couldn't get any worse, but the dragon still had more to say.

"Keep working on him until that wolf gets out of his face. I'll have the guards escort him to the other lab afterwards." And just as he said that, Eyazen heard the door closing. He started thrashing against his bonds again not willing to accept that, but it mattered little.

The dragon's last orders were obviously meant to the fox because the wolf soon felt his muzzle enveloping his cock again ready to start teasing him all over again. The wolf above him tried tugging himself free one more time with no success and then, to make matters worse, he moaned softly. Apparently the tugging felt good on his cock even if he had just cummed, Eyazen guessed. It spurred the wolf to start a very light thrusting right against his throat, which Eyazen was sure must be pleasurable to the damn wolf, but that definitely wasn't for him.

Each time the wolf pressed himself forward those musky balls were pressed harder against his nose. The smell was so strong Eyazen could swear he felt a little dizzy. It soon stopped mattering though. What mattered was that he was close to cumming again, and then the fox stopped one more time.

Eyazen's frustration didn't end. And it didn't look like it was going to anytime soon, either.