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This is the beginning chapter of my demon-wolf Tyranist. It started out just as me writing a little smut story then became a bit more involved. Warning; it does contain a little blood action in it but in no way is it non-consensual pain based but I'll let you read that and decide for yourselves how you feel about it. This one kind of depends on feedback whether or not I'll end up posting more of it and continuing.

Sitting on a stool in my usual after training sports bar, I stare into my drink feeling the effects of the last two start to take their effect. The usual depression feeling fades as my slightly inebriated mind gets into the giddy feeling of being drunk. I'm in here more often than and I like and the staff know me from when we used to work together and from a couple of times outside of it too.

For a wolf I'm a terribly unsociable pack animal. It comes from my demonic mother I think. It may just be me being gay but most of the other gay guys I've met have been social little butterflies. Hell, inside the BJJ gym I go to I barely say more than two words to anyone, those being 'Hi' and 'Bye'. With no intention of being a parent or in a relationship I don't have many concerns.

Well apart from sex, but a 6'5" midnight blue and white streaked wolf, weighing in at 124kgs with less than 6% body fat from all the training I do and the abilities I have keeping my muzzle looking perfect. I don't even need to speak usually to pick people up, just a look does the trick. Well that and the other half of my abilities to sense another's kinks and desires anyway. I can also alter ones kinks but on principle I refuse to do that unless someone actually wants me to.

Some of my friends get me to open up a bit. But most I couldn't begin to talk to. Like really my topics of knowledge are simple and boring to most guys. BJJ, Muay Thai, Kinky sex, latest weird ass fantasy/gay romance book, work and Pokemon. Okay and the Marvel universe of movies. But seriously those are my topics of conversation.

BJJ and Muay Thai, hell I can discuss a little but I more just train for them. I don't watch the competitions or follow them, hell I don't even know the name of who's number one in the world currently. So take that one out.

Kinky sex, isn't really the best one to start out with although it works for me to pick guys up. But that's it. I can't go up to a random person and start talking about all the ways I was used the night before or how I fucked them. That breaks my no fuck and gossip rule. Which leaves weird ass fantasy/gay romance novels and Pokemon which I won't consider Pokemon a topic for conversation ever and usually I'm so far into uncharted territory with books that no ones heard of them for years after I've read them and moved on.

I suppose I did mention work, but I'm a Gaol officer. Literally I walk around with a set of keys opening doors for drug addled, wife beating, dumb, entitled, thieving, homicidal, gun totting morons and rapists with their pedophile friends. I then lock them up at the end of the day, occasionally saving one of their lives or another officers. Most days you spend just getting abuse hurled at you or shit flung at you. Often both.

Some lucky days though you get a use of force or one of the idiots tries to bring drugs in and with the prevalence of Ice, thats become a fun one for uses of force (Literally they have no pain response. I mean I've broken a shoulder along with his leg and he kept trying to kill me. That was a shit day. He almost killed two of my off-siders before I resorted to disabling him, giving one a serious concussion and the other he had ripped a chunk of his arm out with his teeth before head-butting him in the jaw. With all the blood I thought he was dead. The officer that is, I couldn't have given a shit at the time about the inmate.)

So yeah works not a good topic. Most days if anyone asks any kind of officer how his day way, all of us will say our day was 'good'. Unless it was shit, then Byron, my bartender and former colleague, gets an earful. Today's partially one of those days. Enough of one for me to say it was "Shit" when asked and give a brief explanation as he switched my usual scotch and pepsi max to a good Spiced rum, with just as much lime as coke. That first glass was good. The second was a standard shot. Not nearly as nice.

"So yeah two uses of force as we found a shiv early on in the day only to then get intel from visits that one received 4 balloons of Ice from his visitor." Taking another sip of my third Dark Cuba Libre, I continue to bitch to Byron. "Training went well tonight though so I have to thank you for setting me up with the new gym. It was starting to get stale at the last place."

"You were on fire tonight, 8 rounds and you still took me down on the ninth. Let alone the fact you were there for the first session of drills. When are you going to finally decide to grade and compete boy? You've been good enough for years. Better than any instructor in the area and yet you're still a damned white belt." See Byron's been my friend for years. Started in 2012 when I got into martial arts originally to join the army. Didn't go well. Less said the better. Became a Gaol Officer instead, much less strict on depression.

Now I've tried to get in Byron's pants a few times but he's always said no. He likes prey under his 6'4" fat burly bear frame. Loves to pound into something almost half his size with strokes that rattle their bones which from time to time I'd love but as I switch we decided to let it rest as a bigger wolf than he is a bear, doesn't make me all that attractive for him. I have gotten to blow him off a couple of times though. Under this very bar. Fuck was he pent up. He begged me for it saying he'd do anything if I did him the favour. To a demon being owed a favour is like... well like, being given a full bar of gold and being told to hold it for someone. I've never collected and I doubt I ever will.

"Never man. You know I can't compete with how unfair an advantage I have. Sure I wear the gauntlets to train but you've heard what they say about me. I could never compete with that kind of stigma on me."

He nods cleaning his glasses in front of me, as I position myself just so he can do it to talk to me. "You can't let that hold you back forever though. Being half-demon's not as bad as it used to be. Hell with the gauntlets you had made, your abilities are non-existent in the ring. I've never seen you use an ounce of strength you haven't trained your tail off for."

Finishing my drink I look down the line hoping someone else needs another drink but no one does and I know him well enough that I won't get another drink until I give an explanation. "Yes we're still not well known and even a little accepted, but a gay fighter with the ability to heal anything by absorbing essence from another, while also being able to control a person's desire and change it permanently? Face it, I'm not normal for a half-demon. Hell, Lucifer has personally tried to recruit me to his demon-core now. I don't get acceptance Byron so please don't ask me to compete man. I'm not the type of guy who wants to anyway."

That's the truth of it but he doesn't hear that last bit. "Wait back up. Lucifer tried to recruit you? When? How? Why?"

Letting out a sigh I see a customer finally come up to the bar. "You've got a customer and could I get another please?"

Glaring at me "You're answering that when I come back. Don't make me ask again." He orders as he goes to take the others. A huge towering rhino with a build screaming gym bunny. Instinctually feeling over his aura I get a glimpse of his desires. Hmm, he's of fairly mild tastes but their is a flavour of public sex and a desire hidden deep. He's a top, by necessity but his desire screams submissive bottom yet I could swear his aura reads as a virgin in that area.

Intoxicated by the alcohol and his aura, I've found my mark for the night. Now I need a way to get close. When he pays for his drink I swing on the stool to watch him return to his friends. There's two of them with him but neither of them are his type. For fling options he is totally alone tonight and he's not even shouting the other two gym bunnies. Hmm, just here for a couple of drinks after the gym with a tiger and a bull.

Startled by the tap on my shoulder I spin around to face Byron grinning over my interest in the rhino. His voice is almost exasperated as he says, "Lucifer first then explain your interest in the rhino over there."

More eager to tell now as I should get a chance at sex tonight, I grin as I explain the Lucifer situation. "You remember how I told you I got my desire ability?" He nods so I continue. "Well about three weeks ago I was approached, by a very good looking deer-demon I may add, to aid him dealing with a Pedophile issue. See the courts had a case they looked into Demon help for. To change desire so the man wouldn't rape his daughter. He went to the police and told them everything. He hadn't done anything as of that moment but he came so close and it disgusted him."

Remembering the guy getting on his knees praying to god to save him, begging for any option that would allow him to keep being a father, I lose myself in the memory. "He was so desperate and the courts were too. Just no demon had the kind of power they needed, nor did an angel. See many can alter desire for a time but permanence? It had never happened. Lucifer suggested I could do it and I knew I could. I didn't think it was unusual until then. I'd only ever gone that far once before but to this day the girl still finds me hideous." Giggling a little at that, as I've never felt bad about it. She wouldn't leave me alone. It was great.

"So I rock up, expecting to be in trouble when that same good looking deer-demon is standing there introducing himself as Lucifer, only to be asked by the court and him to do this. Upon seeing the father and the way he was in, I readily agreed. Took me almost nothing to heal him of it and he was eternally grateful. Lucifer smiled at me and offered me a job then and there. It's why I haven't been around much for the last three weeks. Took me that long to turn the job down."

He's gawking at me again. "Why on earth would you turn that down? It's like a dream job. A perfect job for you and you turn it down. Why?"

"Not for the reasons I'd expect to. The courts wanted me to be under monitored supervision permanently, you know, after they saw the guys reaction. By principle I refused even though I still am now. See in the corner over there. My shiny new black suited Bunny tail." He looks a bit shocked when he follows my pointing finger and sees the little guy. He probably now understands why the guy hasn't come up to order even one drink. "Now, about the Rhino, here's what you're going to do for me."

For a bartender, Byron gets an obvious enjoyment setting me up with guys. He also knows I flake out a lot of the time I try to approach one myself, unless I just let them do the talking. The problem with that approach this time is that the rhino isn't the type to start up a conversation. Unless given incentive to.

So when he comes up and orders his second drink he gets a bit of a shock when his cash is turned away and Byron points down the bar to me. Raising my glass I pat the stool beside me offering him a chance to claim it. Judging by his shy expression I think he's actually surprised someone's hitting on him.

Byron has a little talk to him telling him what I said and a quick spiel about me. See every time I give a spiel I turn someone off as soon as 'Demon' comes out of my muzzle. Whenever Byron says it, I just watch others interest perk up. I would kill to be as social and eloquent as he is. I'm so glad I met the guy as my sex life before was very limited... He is the perfect wingbear for me.

The rhino looks at me lustily as he turns and waves at his friends pointing me out and making a very rude gesture, to which I only laugh joining the echoes of theirs across the room. Strutting over he holds out his grey skinned hoof for me to shake. Gripping his hoofy fingers I shake as he introduces himself, "The name's Raymond and the barman here, says you're interested in me fucking you against a wall holding your tail up. Is that truly the case Mr Demon?"

Releasing his hoof I confirm. "Well among many other things Raymond, but please let's call this half-demon Tyr or at least something other than Mr Demon." I can't help grinning up at him as he seats his muscular ass on the stool beside me.

Smiling with a red flush to his cheeks he speaks "Well Tyr, I'm happy with that and by what he said you have something else to tell me but he said afterwards. I don't suppose sex is some sort of way of claiming my soul or something sinister like that. If so with as good as you'd look on my cock, I'm still fine with it."

For a second I thought I hit a snag, but no his humour lays it all back. "Nuh, nothing like that. Just Byron knows I'm really looking to get my tailhole filled tonight. But if I tell you what I'm going to do for you afterwards I'll probably not get any as I'll be too exhausted."

Ray's eager for it, I'll give him that as he sits his drink on the bar next to my now empty one. "Then why wait. I've been looking forward to having a bitch on my cock all day and now one is offered to me on a silver platter. Lead the way Tyr." Standing he pulls me up with him coping a feel of my thickly furred sheathe and balls. Murring at the sensation I look up losing myself in his green eyes.

"Hmm, my place. Definitely my place."

Within three minutes we reach my door, only for me to open it and kick my thongs off (You have to wear them for BJJ, it's not a preference thing). All the way to the door Ray's been pulling me but now we're alone he's become a lot tamer. Recognizing the scent of his submissiveness coming alive I reach forward twisting his nipples through his buttoned shirt.

Pressing forward Ray arches his back into the feeling, moaning to my ceiling and out the open door of my apartment. "Hmm, you have such nice nipples to tease Ray, on such perfect juicy pecs. If you were naked I'd even consider worshipping them for how large they are but I don't think that's what you want." Leaning back I release his nips only to remove my shirt in a smooth motion, crossing my arms to maximize the effect of my flexed muscles. "Tell me Ray. Do you like what you see?" Nodding his horned head I ask, "Would you like me to remove the rest Ray?"

Looking down at my furred belly and my still clothed legs he nods again before adding. "Please. I'd love to see the rest of you Tyr."

Uncrossing my arms I flick the button on the back of my pants only to hold the front button teasing him. "I bet you would, but right now I want to see the rest of you. So, strip for me Ray." The last of what I say is a slight command, playing along to his reticent submissiveness.

Watching the swelling in his pants descend down his leg, anyone can tell he's eager and commando, but with each flick of his fingers he undoes another button to reveal his sculpted chest and abs. With his tight, thick rough grey skin, you could literally do your washing on his muscle gut I think as it comes into view. Wasting little time he pulls off his dress shirt, throwing it beside the door as he begins to remove his pants only to look back at the open door.

Seeing him pause I grin as his aura flashes with his desire so I go for it. "Strip includes the pants, Ray. You take yours off. I take mine off." Still not hard yet I watch more and more of him and how his own length drops down the left pant leg until it reaches the knee. Unzipping he pulls the fly down before ripping his pants off, struggling mightily to get his everhardening cock out. When he finally does I watch it jump up to horizontal level before sagging under its own weight.

Almost 2 foot in length I just stare at it gob-smacked. I knew he was large but this large? I've rarely taken a larger cock. The only one I know that I've taken that was bigger all around was an elephant but he was squishy and soft. This beast, this magnificent monster is throbbing in it's strength. I'm so going to enjoy him.

Wrapping my hand around the unflared head of his penis, I give it a good squeeze. Legs shaking from pleasure he bucks forth repeatedly, mooing as my paw massages the glands. Restraining myself this time I pull him inside by his 'lead' and slam the door having given whoever was to walk by enough of a show.

His tail thwacking the inside of his thighs as his legs uncontrollably shake into the bucking rhythm of his hips, I steer him through the apartment to my bedroom where I'm glad to see my toy cabinet remains closed as nothing in his aura says he would like to see them. Not yet anyway. Pulling him to the edge of the bed I let him go, leaving him to gather himself and his breath.

Hearing his breathing slow down I wait a bit more for his eyes to regain his usual focus before I reach for my front button. Undoing the zipper of my jeans I wiggle my ass out of them turning around to shake my tail with the action. Pretending I can't pull my paw free I bend right over to pull it free giving what I imagine to be a great view of my wagging tail and ass. Paws now free I stumble back into his hip making sure his own hand gets a grab of my ass.

Taking a quick glance over my shoulder I get to watch as his muzzle rounds in an 'O' of surprise. Giggling I spill, "Fuck you're cute Ray, looking like you've never held an ass before."

That jerks him out of his predicament. Slapping my ass with his other hand, he kneads my muscular cheeks. "And you're a cheeky little dom wolf with a fine ass. I've never been like this before so tell me Mr Wolf, what can I do for you tonight?"

Grinning as I lean back into his chest, enjoying his rough hooved fingertips, my cock starts to make its appearance. "For now you can keep that up with your left hand big guy. Your right though can move in front and you can start massaging my balls."

"Yes Sir." Changing his grip he comes around to the side a little, leveraging his cock around my hip, thoroughly shaming my own length even if it were fully hard. Not that I care. I'm a wolf, my fun's not in the length, it's in the knot and a couple of other things. Following the task given his paw doesn't stray as he runs his hand across my thigh directly to my balls.

Relaxing into the feeling of his rough fingers rolling across the surface of my furred nuts and the way my muscles flex each time his fingers press into a nerve I close my eyes bathing in the attention. "Hmm, your nuts are huge." Choosing to ignore that he keeps his attention on them slightly pulling down, drawing the skin tense. Tongue lolling out the side of my muzzle I tilt my head back onto his shoulder.

My shafts starting to peak as the knot is the only thing left in my sheathe with the first ten inches showing now. Need for more increasing I grab at his muzzle only to distract him into a kiss. Controlling that kiss I force his lips apart getting my tongue in. Wrestling with his tongue I pin it down so I can work my way across his flat teeth, exploring the surface of each close join which are just perfect for grinding his food up. Pressing up the sides I suck back, getting a good taste of his saliva. Swallowing, I force a little of mine in between his teeth, onto his tongue. Both of us moan as he allows my tongue to explore and wrestle his mouth into a deeper submission.

Seizing his horn I pull his muzzle down lower than mine so I can fully control the kiss. Swiping my tongue back I run it along his upper lip tasting his still unwashed skin from the gym. Loving the taste of that salt I move back in and share it with his shorter tongue. Mrring his hands reflexively grip harder forcing a moan of approval out of me. "Fuck big guy, we keep this up and I'm not gonna make the good part until next round."

Pulling him off me I keep a grip of his horn as both of his hands stop. "Did you want me to keep going? Or did you just want me to finish you?" Adorable. He's a good little submissive, offering to deny himself a good time like that. Anything to please his Sir.

My lips split into a grin. "No, it's just time to move on so get on your knees." Complying, my paw helps him down nonetheless, still gripping his horn. The bedrooms carpeted so he's at least comfortable, but this picture isn't why I got him to get onto his knees. Turning around I bat his muzzle with my tail. When it hits him again I can hear the beginnings of a rumbling growl so deciding not to push him to far I raise my tail giving him his first real view of my tailhole. "Like what you see?"

Murmuring his appreciation. "I do. It looks perfect under here. Are you sure you'll be able to take all of me sir?"

Yeah his question is valid. I've looked over my tailhole before, and boy do I look tight back there. "Ohh I'll be able to take you but first things first, prep. Now get in there." Yanking his muzzle forward by the horn I press his muzzle directly under my tail so his lips kiss my ring. Ray's only to happy to get in there, flicking his tongue against the cleft of my ass.

Murring, I make sure to keep my grip on his horn forcing each breathe he manages to be of nothing but my deep musky scent. Unable to get in deep given his short tongue the rhino makes up for it with his very thick and slick saliva as it coats my hole. That tongue is incredible as he rubs the entirety of his muzzle up and down my crack sniffling across the surface with his blunt nose actively trying to memorize my scent.

Tugging his horn harder, I push my hips back claiming the small width of his tongue into my tailhole, moaning in pleasure as it breaches into the small depth it can reach. Senses lighting up in pleasured sparks, I roll my hips back literally trying to fuck myself on that muzzle, almost wishing it was smaller so that I could.

Feeling twin vacuums on my ass cheeks from his nostrils I press back even harder, not allowing him a breath. Tongue wiggling in my hole, I moan at denying him the oxygen he needs only to increase my own soaring pleasure. "Fuck that's it stud. Get your tongue a bit deeper and I'll let you out to breath something other than my musky tail." Feeling him renew his efforts and press deeper I add, "I bet you'd rather just suffocate with your tongue up my tailhole though wouldn't you Ray? Nod if you agree."

Feeling his tongue flick up and down, I get the nod I was looking for. Pushing his horn away I give him some much needed oxygen as I give him my best shit eating grin, "Maybe next time. For now I want something more substantial than your velvet tongue up my ass."

Hopping onto the bed I get onto all fours for him as I twist up and with one hand spread my cheeks apart to put my hole on show for my submissive little rhino. Tailhole coated in saliva I press one finger in teasing Ray as I say "Look how slick you got my hole stud. All ready for you to come up and fuck it now isn't it?"

Only able to nod as Ray stands beside the bed, staring at my hole with my tail wagging above it. I grin back happy with his reaction.

"Tell me how being my musk rag felt back there as you prepped my ass stud. Did it make you feel something deeper in you. Something submissive perhaps."

Still mesmerized by my twitching saliva slicked hole he finally gets an answer together. "It felt good. Being pulled around like that, made to do something I wanted to do anyway but as you demanded. You forced me to worship your perfect ass and if you had have wanted me to I would have kept going forever. I felt like I belonged to you, belonged under an ass to eat it out. Now I'm not sure if I want to keep going how I usually do. I've never been dominated before, but I loved it tonight."

His tone shows his own surprise at his words. Getting him over that one hurdle, I decide to push him further. "Do you know what I want Ray?" Shaking his head in the negative, I decide to tell him exactly what it is I want as I sit there wantonly fingering my tailhole so he can guess at least one part of it. "I want to call you slave as I kneel on this bed before you. I want to demand you fuck me with that impressive equipment of yours as roughly as you possibly can until I cum. Then when I'm finished, I want to order you to pull out and spill your own seed all over yourself, to show how you don't deserve to mark my tailhole with your own slave essence. So tell me Ray, do you want to call me master?"

His cock is leaking as I talk dripping down onto the floor as his eyes are finally torn from my tailhole to look into mine. "I would like that. I want to please you, Master."

Grinning at him, I display my fangs in an intimidating flash of teeth before removing my finger from my ass. Only to bark out my demand. "Good Slave. Then come over here, grab my tail and line your shaft up."

Trance like, he crawls onto the bed, not taking his eyes off mine as he climbs behind my upturned ass. His hand grabs the base of my tail to hike it up while the other lines his flat head up. Teasing myself and him I rub backwards spreading his pre across my entrance but when he decides to press forward and I feel his tip I call back. "No Slave. I did not say to enter me yet. Hold still."

Rigid as a statue from the warning he stills behind me. Forced by nothing more than a command to deny himself a pleasure he is so used to taking and with me looking this submissive, tail in hand, with his cock lined up, I'm impressed he can still find his submissive side. Slipping back I stretch my own tailhole with the grip on it. As he feels me pulling down his hand follows not allowing me to put pressure on it. "No movement Slave. If I wanted you to move, I'd tell you to move."

Eyes downcast I feel him folding into the displeasure of failing his master. But stilled as he is now I get the pleasure of stretching my hole up as I add. "Your doing well Slave." Continuing my own stretch I rub the tips of fur on my tail across his blunt head before realligning myself with his tip. "Slave be as rough as you possibly can to take me but do not cum until I do. This is my pleasure not yours. Yours comes from making me happy understood?"

"Yes Master. Slave understands."

He's still holding my tail waiting for a command like he's been told to. He's going to be one damnably amazing submissive for someone one day. "Then fuck me Slave."

His tip is the same size as a baseball. Splitting me open beyond anything I can comfortably handle. The sensation is a pain riddled pleasure that I can't put into words. Howling out my feelings as he takes those first few inches of my tunnel, I pant and whine only to have felt him slow down with no more than 4 inches getting sunk into my ass.

Turning my head on him, I growl, low and deadly. "Did I say stop Slave?"

He's frozen by my tone answering with a simple "No Master."

"No I did not. I said as rough as you can. With your size you can almost impale me. I demanded rough from you, so fault lies with me. If I bleed, I bleed. If I cry, I cry. This is the last warning or I do it myself using you as nothing more than a dildo fucktoy. Now fuck my tailhole as roughly as you can until I cum Slave."

Staring down he takes everything in. My words, his hand placements, his cock tip spreading my tailhole open before he grabs onto my hip with the hand not tearing my tail up. "Yes Master. I will do as you command."

He gives me one last look in the eye before he submissively lowers them. Eyes down, grip set, he pulls back removing his tip from my hole. Waiting for it to close I stare him down hoping he gets to it and when he does my howl echoes about the room mixed with his roar. Half of his massive fuck stick slams into my hole tearing places I didn't know I had before. Retrieving his instrument of destruction he lets my hole close once more before giving a repeat performance.

13 of 23 inches slam in on the next thrust burying him too deep to give a name, crushing my prostate on the way past. When he pulls out this time I feel him prepping more for his next thrust as he slams forward simultaneously tugging my hips and tail back impaling me onto his cock. Feeling my abdomen bulge my muzzle limps down giving me a look at the indent of what is impaling me so deeply. More aroused than ever my cock slaps up against my stomach, all 16 inches of it as my knot jumps out of its home.

16 inches get pulled free from my ass then only to have them slammed into me again, this time with a new scent of rust added to the air. Belly bulging out again, I lay my chest into the matress giving my stud more access to use my ass as I need it used tonight. "Harder you big brute. I want all of your slave cock in me."

That jostles him a bit, probably expecting me to ask for a reprieve from being so roughly impaled. True to his submissive status however he does as ordered. When he gets to the tip once more he slams in. I've got to have at least 17 inches now inside me. Refusing to give up though he yanks on my tail as he roars trying to drive his hips closer to mine. "Please let me in Master."

Begging? To be let in? Fuck that's hot. Hips pushing closer together I howl once more into the matress, having something so deep in me that is so hard, I'm ready to be bred as the pain starts to overwhelm pleasure. I'm at my limit when his hips touch my cheeks. He starts to pause but I can't let him. "Don't even think about it slave. Fuck me with everything you have stud."

I can imagine the look of disbelief he's giving me. Muzzle pressed down, eyes squeezed shut and tail fur bristled in obvious pain. Keeping true to his aura, he moves his hand from my hip to the centre of my back. "Yes, Master. You instructed and your slave obeys." He starts slow maybe thinking I wanted it slow only taking an inch out before pressing it in getting little more than a growl from me. Near half his length pulls free after that. His cock leaving a vacuum in my guts demanding to be filled again. Slapping his hips down his tip reaches the same place only to vacate me once more.

Reaching the bend in his cock he leaves 5 inches giving us both a fresh scent of blood. Drooling I tilt my ass up further getting him deeper as he drives back in. I moan telling him "Harder, stud. Get me really worked up now."

Knowing he's all in me must be getting him just as worked up as I am. Yet not knowing how into the pain I am he just mumbles a little "Yes, Master. Anything for you." as he finally removes his shaft entirely. Slamming in I get my first full force thrust from him. Unable to howl it's so intense I shiver uncontrollably. His thick hard unrelenting shaft drilling a part of me untouched in years.

My demon blood is reveling in the pain, my canine excited by the scent so much that I'm barely in control anymore. Each time he hilts himself inside me my body screams for more. Still I feel the submissive rhino drill into me from behind doing exactly as I ordered. Unrelenting, brutal and yet somehow amazingly careful strokes drive into me. I can feel my orgasm approaching like a freight train but my blood needs something more today. Something in his aura is screaming to my lineage begging for me to fix him.

Feeling my way inside of him, my ability releases itself forcing his body to rearrange, healing something deep within him, aligning his body with his kinks where it was previously broken. Knowing my slave behind me is complete now I arch back screaming all my passion out as my walls break down, my balls tightening under me, compressing my load to shoot.

Ray can feel my walls contracting but he's learnt from the previous times not to stop as I descend into nirvana. My load shoots beneath me in a torrent pooling on the sheets as my knot explodes out. Pushing back and up I make sure not to get my belly coated in the pool of cum as my nuts squeeze every last drop of cum out under me.

Deciding to finish my slave I twist still on my hands to get my leg behind the Rhino. Continuing the maneuver I spin both of us so he lands with his ass on my pool of cum sitting with his cock still in me. Sitting down on him my cock head now facing him I finish the last few spurts of cum on his chest one even hitting his face as I come down off my sexual high.

Smiling and sitting with my tail arched up my back, a 23 inch rhino cock lodged so deep in my ass that I can rub the head outlined in my stomach fur for my slaves enjoyment, I ask him. "Do you like the outline of your cock in my stomach slave? You can touch it if you want to."

His hands are so hesitant as he rubs my stomach feeling the ruined definition. Ruined by his massive throbbing organ being lodged up against my ribs. "It's the hottest thing I've ever seen or felt. Being told to take you that roughly, seeing you embrace the pain and order me to go harder. I've never dreamed of being that submissive before or in such a way."

"That is what will make you a great slave, Ray. Now I want you to witness what your submissiveness wrought on my hole, so sit there and I'll then let you have a good view of it understood?" Getting a nod and a polite "Yes Master" from him I add as I spin rotating his cock around in me. "If you behave, I'll even let you shoot your worthless slave load so tell me what you think."

Raising my tail further, I pull up slowly giving him a view that I would've dreamed of in his position. The scent is intoxicating from semen and blood. Knowing what he was witnessing as his light grey cock came out of my ass stained red from the pounding he gave me I get pleasure from his shocked gasp.

Having reached the halfway point I pause to ask. "Do you like it slave, damaging a demon-wolf like this, true to the order he gave you?" Stumbling over his answer, I look over my shoulder to see a look on his face equivalent to a stuck pig. "Well Slave?"

"I-I love it Master. Just, umm... Just how did you take this? Why order me to do this?"

Slowly I lift myself up as I answer, his eyes never leaving the sight of what he did. "My demon loves pain while my canine loves control. I heal so quickly that 20 minutes from now I'll be tight as a virgin perfect for a fuck like this again. The feeling of having you submit to me and do this was intense. So tell me what does it look like for you."

"It's bloody, coated red in my master's essence. A slave cock coming out of his masters hole after destroying it. I'm humbled as your ass donuts around it giving me the best view of my entire life."

I can't help but chuckle as I hear that halting my ascent. "Just the tip left slave then you can give me a kiss. Ready?" When he nods I pull off with a wet popping sound as my ring snaps closed covered in blood. Reaching my paw back I push all four fingers into my wet hole coating them in it, encouraged by Ray's echoing moans.

Reaching back I grip his horn with my bloody paw. "Slave, your horn is now mine coated in my blood. Your muzzle is now mine." I tell him pressing my ass onto his face. "Give my blood soaked ring a kiss now slave and taste my blood. Tell me what it tastes like."

His tongue licks across my hole as he coats his muzzle in my blood. "It tastes like metal, Master and makes me feel lower, lower than a slave, cleaning your ass of the blood you forced me to fuck out of you. I like the feeling."

Smirking I continue the claiming of my slave. "I'd hoped you would slave. Give it one last kiss letting me know you'd like to see it again." Quick on the uptake he leans in and slams his tongue against my ring as I grab his blood soaked cock in mine. It truly is a beautiful sight. So strong and powerful and yet totally under my control. Rubbing his surface a moan bubbles out of him into my ass sounding so sick and sloppy. I love it.

Having my paw coated in blood I move off my slave to look him in the eye. Running the blood across his stomach, "Your stomach is claimed as mine, to own and mark." Recoating my paw with my blood from his cock. "Your cock is mine, to rise as I wish." Spreading the blood down lower I coat his balls. "Your balls are mine, to give you pleasure or denial. Do you accept slave?"

Feasting on his eyes, determining whether he will accept or not I get a surprise when he answers with no hesitation. "Your slave happily accepts, Master."

Looking down I get one last coat of blood on my paw before instructing him of what to do. "This is permanent Slave, so be careful. If you accept bend forward and as your cock is long enough swallow the tip of it." When he takes the tip in his tongue running through my blood my cock rises almost ready to demand another round but no. This is enough for tonight.

Stroking his cock bringing his orgasm to rise I tell him. "When you orgasm you complete my claim, Slave." Removing my hand from his cock I place it at his tailhole. Getting an incredibly nervous look from him. "With this claim of your tailhole. I claim you Ray as my slave. My blood and the cum you sit in claims you." Pressing two fingers in I claim his tailhole as mine to his earth shattering roar, as for the first time he has anal penetration bring him the pleasure he has s long craved for, as I stroke his newly remade prostate.

He roars his pleasure to the world as his body jacknifes below me, almost choking on his own cock tip as his balls tighten and he shoots his load. A gallon of cum surges out of him on the first shot, swallowed immediately without prompting. When the second shot follows half that again hits the back of his throat to be gurgled on before he swallows, adding it to the first.

Bored of him just swallowing I use my other hand to direct the flow of cum to hit him in the face. Covering his nose, his eyes and muzzle in his own seed. Pressing my other hand in deeper I milk another spurt of cum out, nothing like the previous shots, just enough to coat his chest. Laughing internally as he lets me demean him like this.

Seeing the look of bliss on his face at finally having felt his kink of being a bottom bitch realized, now that his prostate was healed. I wait for his breathing to return to normal before I get up indicating he should follow me. Heading into the bathroom I take a quick picture of my slave to make sure he never forgets what happened tonight before we clean up.

"Ray, just keep silent for tonight. Both of us are to tired to talk properly. I promise we'll talk in the morning about what happened tonight. Just please trust me even though I'm a demon I promise I used no mind control powers on you to influence events tonight. I need you to know that above anything else."

We're already in the shower washing him down with soap to get my blood off him when he answers. "I know. Deep down I've dreamed of submitting for years but my ass. What did you do to my ass? I've tried anal a few times as I've dreamed of being a bottom for years but all it has ever been is painful. That tonight was everything I ever dreamed of. Did you do that?"

Choosing honesty as nothing else will work and I'm steadily realizing I want this to work. "Yes Slave. Sorry I mean Ray. I healed your prostate as it had shrivelled, denying you of any pleasure for years. Probably since you were 10 or so from my reckoning. I felt it in the bar through your aura along with your current kinks and desires and when you were in me I had an uncontrollable urge to heal you. Feeling you complete, completed one link in me. One of the three links that I have. That's why I took you as a slave with your permission."

Turning him around to clean the blood from his ass, I get an answer I'm happy to hear. "You can call me Slave, Master. I like being called it but you can heal something like that at will, so easily?"

"I'm glad you like being called Slave as I've wanted a submissive like you for years now." Finishing my cleaning with his ass I hand him the soap as I turn around. "Your turn to get me clean now. Healing isn't exactly what I do. That would be an oversimplification of it. My original gift allowed me to take energy from others and redistribute it. I don't have to use it to heal people. I can also harm them. I've only ever done that twice, each time giving me another link in my soul. Just so you know, those guys, they, they weren't nice people Ray."

Feeling him start on my back I lean up stretching my arms up the wall under the stream of hot water. "The first could sense and influence peoples desires. It's how I knew what you wanted for sex. He was a monster using it to rape over 25 boys and girls. I have only influenced desires 5 times in my life since I aquired the gift. 3 of those times were to remove a desire from a willing subject as the desire simultaneously disgusted them."

Raising my tail I get him to clean the blood from my already healed ring before I continue. "The second one I used my first ability on was a murderer who fed on pain. He tortured people endlessly before he tried to take me. Didn't work out for him but made me basically immortal and I got his link in the process along with the first's giving me three of them now."

My slave works the soap through my fur amateurishly but it's relaxing nonetheless. "What's a demon link Master?"

Twitching as he rubs my tail I tell him what I know which has never been much. "No one is sure. Demon's complete links in different ways from what I've heard. Some by finding a specific victim. Others by completing a goal in life. Rarest of all is discovering a lover. Not many demons have ever admitted to completing their links, let alone having a lover like you. I know we get more powerful when we find it. I believe I can now use my power without having to touch someone but I'll have to test that at a later time. But really that's all I know about them."

I can feel Ray on his knees behind me as he finishes washing my legs, processing this last. "Do you want me to do your front now Master?"

Having rinsed I turn and look down on him kneeling there. "Just below the waist. The rest of me is clean enough."

He starts washing my paws which I'm happy to encourage as I love having them massaged. "Does this make our bond permanent Master? I'm just wondering in case you get bored or something."

Looking down at him from this angle his cute ears twitching from embarrassment as he diligently cleans my paws I wonder how I could ever get bored. "My mother never linked and I couldn't tell you about any others that I know who found theirs. But from what I know it is permanent. Demons are a damnably rare and especially unsociable species. So as your cleaning my sheath out. Think about what you're going to tell me in the morning. Because I'm now sleepy and if we don't stop I'm going to pin you against the shower and fuck you until I tie your practically virgin ass."

Watching the hope in his eyes coupled with the fear I know he wants to wait, being just as tired as I am if not more. "Or we can wait until tomorrow where I can take my time and loosen you up properly so I can have a good time and you might just enjoy it as well."

Rubbing soap across my balls and into the edge of my sheath he starts cleaning it. When he's done we head to bed quietly with Ray nestling his horn in against my crotch. Paw resting atop my slave's head, we settle in for a good nights sleep.