Treacherous Favor
A very short one shot I made just because. Introducing a chaotic wild god and the toll he may collect from those indebted to him.
Werewolves were strong willed or rather single minded to the point it was almost impossible to control them. This was well known as their feral instincts and passions took them over nothing could deter them from their hunt and hunt they did bringing down many prey and earning the treacherous favor of Okil, revered as the overly finicky god of the wilds and sorcery, through his gifts the werewolves were granted their power.
This night the pack gathered under the full moon their alpha calling them a peculiar glint in his eyes as behind him stood the Wild God. A great creature of impressive stature that towered over the werewolves and holding them trapped enraptured by his image. His body a cross of a mans and some equine stag, great antlers framing between them the moon and casting writhing shadows across the gatherings as sleek muscles rippled under his hide. With a single gesture he silenced them.
The time had come to repay him for nothing from Okil was free and now their alpha in all his pride would learn his place on his knees. No words were needed Skal was trapped in the hypnotic gaze already and knelt down nuzzling the soft sack before him, equine cock resting across his face smearing it with slick salty pre the wolf eagerly lapped up while sucking on the balls of his god.
Okil snorted his cock slowly hardening as he was tended to by that wet warm tongue across his sack. A hand rest on Skal's head as his senses were overwhelmed with dominating musk and scent before him he didn't even notice he was being pulled back until his mouth was spread over spurting flared head of the horse cock being shoved in his mouth until he was gagging around it.
With a thrust of his hips Okil pushed his dick further down the wolf's throat, groaning at the tight sensations of the pulsing gagging throat and writing tongue on the bottom of his shaft. The sodden heat seeping into him made him buck harder forcing Skal to endure a brutal face fucking until he pulled back leaving the former alpha to gasp for breath on his hands and knees, the fur down his front matted with a mix of saliva and sexual fluids and his cock throbbing making a puddle beneath him.
Okil strutted around the gasping wolf taking great pride in showing off to his new pack that stood frozen and watching the humiliation of Skal.
With a sharp tug Skal's rear was lifted from the ground by his tail leaving him yelping loudly and going quiet and still as that flat mushroom headed dick pressed against his ass. Firmly at first but then much harder he was spread open painfully wide around that large horse cock and yanked back against the Wild God until their balls slapped together loudly.
Skal's tight ass squeezed and pulled at Okil's cock as it was sawed in and out, the wolf being pushed face down into the ground. Whining Skal jerked and twitched desperately though whether to escape or get off he didn't know, he only knew to please his master now screwing his ass. The outline of Okil's cock showing through the fur of his belly prompting his to hug himself tightly to squeeze harder around that hard shaft and flaring head.
The pressure and tight hot velvety tunnel bringing Okil to greater heights of pleasure, brought ever higher knowing the display he was setting to the rest of the pack as he made their leader his bitch. The lewd sounds of the fucking filled the woods around them with wet sloppy sounds.
Skal felt only a burning heat deep within and the twitchy of the god's large balls against his own as he was hilted balls deep and pulsing. His load spurting into the wolf in massive ways of pearly white cum and filling him to the point his belly bulged out, that equine flare trapping it deep within until the pressure grew enough to push past in a messy waterfall down Skal's front and across his face as he was pressed upside down forced to curl upon himself for a view of the action to drive deep into his mind his new roll in the pack.
Okil breathed deeply satisfied stuffing his new pet and humped into him milking himself of all he had to give before himself free with a messy 'schlorp' and letting his bitch flop back down. He paused only to pull him ass up and face down and strode around to stand facing the pack again a silent command breaking the spell that held them frozen.
Skal whimpered his mind free but broken to serve his lord and master and watched the shadows cover him as the pack drew in on him...