# A Biography of a Human: Seduction

Author: Erik2000
Tags: Anal, Anatomically Correct, Anthro, Anthropomorphic, Cum, Doggystyle, Domination/Submission, Drama, Gay, Human, Hyena, M/M, Master/Pet, Master/Slave, Medieval, Plot Development, Political, Post-Apocalyptic, Realistic, Relationships, Seduction, Slavery, Tribal, Wolf

Chapter 28 and a mature chapter again! Yep, a sex scene! Again thanks to

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 for his neverending help as always and enjoy this chapter everyone! Feel free to leave a comment if you want to, I love hearing what you all think about my work and what goes on in it.

A Biography of a Human

Chapter Twenty-Eight:

“Seduction"

_Situated in the West-Central part of the continent of Afika are the Hyenas. Their various Queendoms hug around the topmost rim of the great marsh jungle, Congo, were many humans are said to hide and make their home._

_They practice a strict form of enatic rule, it's the females that are in total control of their society and temporal authority is handed down via daughters, sisters and nieces while the sons are outright impotent in the courts of their matriarchal kin._

_One thing a hyena Queen treasures most is her pseudo-penis, it a symbol of her strength and her ability to use it as a male would is what affirms her grip over her people. They have to give birth through this and this is where the challenges arise from this bizarre characteristic of their body. Mortality of the cubs of first time mothers is steep and sometimes birthing is so dire that the accoucheuse end up having to castrate in order to save the life of the Queen._

_Though this is a curse for she has forfeited her position by no longer bearing her pseudo-penis and is oftentimes deposed by her sisters or nieces…_

_-Notes on the Southern Continent_

-The Historian

Autumn, 3079 A.A. The 15th day of the Ninth lunar month, the forenoon after Imperial Alpha Wuffrim II passed from this world. The court assembled outside of Reclining Lupine Hall, where his body lay in the bed he passed in the evening and attended by the priests who began preparing for the coffining.

The topmost officials lay prostrate in the courtyard before the silent hall in full mourning attire of ashen-white, all howling in sorrowful unison at the loss of their leader, a pack without an Alpha.

Alpha Ulric and his noble Mother, the soon to be titled Imperial Alpha Dowager, Nu, as well as her brother, Prime Beta Titus Wuji, rested within the building, waiting for the posthumous edict and will of Wuffrim and the great Moon-Rock Seal to be fetched from the treasury.

When the items arrived, the trio moved outside, standing atop the terraced space before the arrayed court wolves. Titus unfurled the scroll and began reciting the contents of the will for all to hear.

“_I, Imperial Alpha Wuffrim of the Great Kutlar Alphate, accord all place on this throne to the will of the heavens above just as it ensured the place of my clan in its place, leading wolfkind into unity not seen since since the old Alphates of long-gone days. Canis blessed me with strength to be in this seat, after the death of my great Father Alpha Lycan, my rule was nothing compared to his, how could I even endeavor to have matched him, the great consolidator of this Alphate, who stretched its borders past the Urals and into Anatolia and the Hellens. I am nothing compared to his wisdom and ability."_

“_My son, the Crown Prince Ulric. He shall take my Empire unto his own, he shall be Imperial Alpha and I entrust the sacred Moon Seal to him. He shall mount the throne before my coffin, howling to the Pack Basilica in following of the sacred traditions. He shall be Alpha as his ancestors have been. Virtuous Consort, Nu, Shall be entitled Imperial Alpha Dowager and take her place as Mother of the Alpha. My Noble Consort Jao shall be entitled Consort Dowager."_

“_My pup is still young, he will need help but there shall be no regency! He is thirteen and not a puppy, though he still is not full adult. Titus shall take control of the army and navy, and be named Grand Commandant in addition to continuing his duties as Prime Beta. Ulric, my son, my pup, family is your greatest ally, listen to your Uncle and ask him for advice with regard to the state."_

After that, the Moon Seal was handed to Ulric who accepted it on his knees while the court howled out praise to him and the new reign, before defaulting back to lamentations for the deceased Alpha. Court was dismissed, and Alpha Ulric and his new guardian Titus, along with Dowager Nu retired back to the East Palace of the Crown Prince were Ulric would stay till his eventual enthronement ceremony.

Jao, once he heard the contents of the will, flew into a fury. He had expected to be cut down with the will in only receiving the title of Dowager Consort but was enraged at the lack of protection he felt he deserved from the wolf he gave himself over to time and time again!

“HOW DARE HE!? I gave him my body and this how he rewards me! Leaving me at the mercy of Nu!" Beshir quieted him, warning of further words said in anger and how anything more could be used against him in heresy of speaking ill of the deceased Alpha.

Jao's anger was not in vain though, for he would receive an order from his now superior, Her Highness Imperial Alpha Dowager, Nu. An eviction order to vacate the posh compound he had called home for over a decade, the full order in it's whole now lost, mentioned how, “Such dwellings will be needed for the harem of the new Alpha," and how, “it is unfitting for a former Alpha's human concubine to still reside in a palace meant for a consort," ending with an order to move into the armpit palace, the location where the very minor male humans and female wolves inhabited and were little more than maids and butlers rather than mates of the Alpha and was situated North-West outside the main palace enclosure walls.

One can only conceive of the rage Jao must have unloaded once the messengers left the gates of his compound, hell must have broken loose, furniture upturned, vases shattered, jewelry smashed as Beshir and the human butlers tired to soothe their master.

“THE FUR COVERED CUNT! She is implying that I am an old man!?" Jao raged, spitting out fiery venom.

“Jaochim! Please placate your ire! This is only a moment of humiliation that shall pass!" Beshir responded.

Jao and his retinue moved into a very modest complex within the armpit palace that was stingily renovated under the order of the Overseer of the Department of Palace furnishings on the 20th day of the 10th Lunar month.

Beta Rustem, ally of Jao and the few others who were in Jao's circle of friends in the government, found themselves demoted. Rustem being demoted to a mere Minor Eta Trade Port Overseer, and below the ranks that entitled the privilege of being admitted to court on a daily basis or even weekly for medium raked official wolves for that matter. He could only have audiences on a monthly or bi-monthly basis.

Ulric, in the days before his enthronement, spoke with his Uncle, as he did every evening.

“I want Gernan back, Uncle," he meekly said before gaining confidence to continue. “I want to send an expedition to go find him."

“Gernan!? Majesty, we have not heard of Gernan since he was last seen leaving the land of cedar. Your rule is still fresh, it would send a bad message to start with something like that, we can do that later if you want, maybe in a year or two!"

Titus boldly continued on, sensing something in his defacto young charge.

“Your Imperial Majesty, I can sense it's more than just Gernan you want…It's that human of his, correct?" Ulric must have lit up at that sentence.

“I smelled it! All humans are the same Pup- I mean, Your Majesty. If you desire a human, why not partake in one of mine. I have several and have been training them myself and they are astonishingly well behaved for humans, considering how petulant _uncorrected_ humans can be!" he tried laughing at that last part, but clearly it was not shared by his young Alpha, who stayed silent and downcast.

Crestfallen at seeing his helpless position in this matter, Alpha Ulric changed the subject onto matters of the government, somthing he also had little power over. Ulric's Prime Beta Uncle used his new found power to mount a large shuffling of the court.

Chu Hege was promoted to Beta Delta, Galba Chen, Uncle of the soon to be named Imperial Alpha's Mate, Gao'ao, was made Left-side Deputy Delta under the aging Prime Delta, who would retire in a year or two, giving Titus reason to promoted Galba to the empty post, and thus in charge of the examination arm of the government.

By the time that Wuffrim's coffin was moved into the interior side of the Howling to the Pack Hall and later the next month, Alpha Ulric donned the Imperial robes and headdress of Alpha on the morning of his enthronement on the 10th day of the 11th month; the Anti-Jao faction was deeply entrenched in the government.

Ulric was Alpha, but it was Titus, together with Chu Hege who controlled the Alphate, it was said then. Ulric took the throne in a grand ceremony and the era name of Eternal Concord was proclaimed, along with the customary general amnesty for criminals.

The scene was set…

It was presently Winter, though it felt nothing like it here in this humid and hot land, the only reason I knew it even was Winter was after being told by the Hyenas. I was given the service of a group of males as servants and it was them that told me what the season was, their word I trusted for what gain would they have in telling me such a lie? Just looking at them made me feel sorry for themselves.

Males treated like nothing, degraded as servile stock, and whose birth was a disappointment to their mothers, who went through the dangerous process of hyena birth only to gain a boy and to them that was the ultimate waste. They were so meek, as meek as I was a long time ago, their tails in a perpetual state of being tucked between their gangly, tufted legs and apologizing for even the most minor of mistakes to me. Most likely fearing that I would tell on them to the Candace.

Gernan kept to himself. The old wolf was still recovering from his shame but he was getting over it. I made certain to keep him company and help him relax by massaging him in the evenings when no one would see me helping him, lest he get accused of acting the master again to me.

I gazed out the from the small balcony of the new suite of rooms I was granted by Ayeshatu, fitted out with all the luxuries. My eyes gazed over the edifices of the other palatial structures that lay below and soon my eyes caught glance of what appeared to be a royal port leading into the water as I saw what looked like the tips of masts that were obscured by the other structures.

“Are there other humans here?" I asked aloud to one of the male hyena servants, who was nearby dusting off a shelf plastered into the walls, as I had not seen one at all and it was perplexing me.

“That is why mistress was so caught by you! The Queendoms of the South have a monopoly on humans when they are able to be captured from the Heart of Darkness," he meekly responded, turning his muzzle in my direction as I came in from the balcony. The last words intrigued me, but before I could even speak he answered.

“The Heart of Darkness is the great jungle to the South, no one likes to venture far into it, many a hyena has and never returned-" instantly the canine's face filled with regret and he fell to his knees before me.

“FORGIVE ME! I spoke before you! Forgive me!" whimpering while he groveled on the floor, bowing his back continually in fear for my wrath against such arrogance.

“Oh no! Please get up! Stop that!" I hurriedly spoke while motioned forward, placing my palms around his fur-covered arms, revealing my want for him to stand up and to cease this begging, which left me stunned at the implication of the types of reactions he was afraid of.

“Please, don't scared, what you did is nothing!"

“You can trust me," he looked at me, unsure of what I was saying to him, his eyes darted around my face and his fews twitched with subtle movement on his nose, gauging me for honesty in my voice.

“What might be nothing to you is an insult to our mistresses..." he spoke lowly with a clear fearful tone, swathing a kernel of discontent within it, his feelings at his place in life.

“What do they do to you!? Do they treat all males this way?" the hyena looked to the side for a moment before returning to my inquisitorial gaze.

“Lowborn males, we get the most punishments if we get _overly_ dominant in any way like I just did..."

“That was being dominant? What you just did, answering before I even said my question?"

He nodded somberly, casting his muzzle downwards and gazing at his hind paws with hopeless eyes, “I asserted myself, that's a right only to females and I challenged it…" he trailed off into a fleeting silence letting out a deep-seated sigh.

“Even a son of the Candace would be battered for being even slightly confident, a swift boxing of the snout and thrown to the ground by the ears…"

“Just like Gurfan last year..."

“Gurfan?"

“The only son and pup of Candace Ayeshatu, he did have a sister but she did not make the birthing alive, she is a bit bitter over it."

“Why did she not have more then if that was an issue?"

“Her niece plotted to have the midwife castrate her during the hard birth, but Ayeshatu regained her alertness the moment the blade was drawn out and ordered the midwife dragged..."

“The whole plot was found out latter and she had her niece's legs shackled with rocks and tossed overboard into the great lake."

“Who will succeed her then?"

“Some cousin born of a line from a male born to Ayeshatu's Great-Grandmother. She is mated to Gurfan as a condition for her being made successor. She is, furthermore, presently kept under watch and guard lest she even think to do anything like Ayeshatu's niece attempted!"

“Interesting! Very interesting!" my mind began to circle methodically after receiving this information, I was not aware of it at the moment but I was getting on to something: a scheme.

“What is your name?" I asked as I eyed up the figure, noticing the very slight white sheen of his pelt.

“Jatu, Master," smiling warmly, I reached out and placed a hand atop his shoulders.

“There's no need to call me that, Jatu. You can just call me Xander!"

“Master, Xander?"

“No, just Xander..."

My observation about a small port being connected to this palace was not in vain, nor was it wrong. Days later, the Queen invited me to sail with her on the massive sapphire lake from which gives her Queendom its name.

Gernan was insisted to come and I brought him to the stone pier on leash, though I put my foot down with him having to crawl like some beast! When she emerged from a cabin on the large boat and stomped down the gangplank yelling about how Gernan was to be on his knees, I spit back at her saying that I was thinking of his health thus saving him from a strike from the hyena amazon. My tone caught her by surprise, her paw was in motion to hit the muzzle of Gernan and the moment my firm words left my mouth she stood still. She turned her attention to me, forgetting everything about what had offended her with Gernan and gleamed at him with eyes full of a tint of bemused admiration in my boldness which I found was growing in me with every passing day.

“Normally such things would make me very mad, but when you say it I can not dare be upset," she whispered to me after having leaned in to nip the lobe of my ear with one of her canines.

“Now, come on board!" she beckoned as she walked back on board of the large trireme, which I obliged only until I stumbled backwards slightly from Gernan, who was frozen still on the pier looking confused if to follow or not.

Ayeshatu turned around curtly, “The dog can come too!" taking the leash out of my hand and gave it a sharp yank, causing the elder wolf to stumble onto the unstable wood board, causing me fear he would fall into the waters. That would be amusing to Ayeshatu but not to me.

She chuckled as she watched the wolf barely manage to get his footing back after nearly tripping over into the water and was not expecting my next action: my palm skipping sharply across the side of her snout in a crack of my flesh against her fur.

“He is my wolf and I don't take well to others abusing him, even the Queen!" I shot back as she looked down at me in shock that I could even do such a thing to her. She was speechless, her maw agape and her guards not knowing any better, started to draw near me ready to arrest.

“No, no! At ease!" the guards backed down at their mistresses' command. “I must say you are daring, but that's why I like you, no one else could even think to do what you just did!"

Wrapping her thick, meaty arm around my shoulders, she pulled me close just as Gernan stepped onto the deck, who looked terrified at what I had just done. I am sure if he could, he would have pleaded with me to cut it out, but I had a grasp on Ayeshatu to know what my limits were and knew what I did was well within them.

“Push off! Push off!" the Candace Queen howled out below where the male hyena galley rowers sat ready for the word and moved without hesitation, the ones on the side nearest the landing using their oars to push the ship away in a slow motion.

The Queen left us dashing up the small tower on the stern of the vessel to gaze out at the lake before her, giving me some time to get a look at the boat.

It was clearly a warrior's ship rather than a cushy pleasure boat a fox noble might have for little ventures on the lake with his humans prancing around his lounge in sheer fabric or just fish nets to fit with the aesthetic of a boating trip. No, the whole peripheral of the sides of the ship were lined with oval hide shields with painted stripes and eyes of iron in their centers, and the bow boasted a prow ram in shape of a screaming dragon-like beast which held in its maw the ram itself, ready to pierce the hull of any vessel that dares to cross it in hostility.

Once we were fully out in the water, the hyena Queen returned to my side, this time full of childlike giddiness and brimming with excitement, grabbing my wrist to be dragged behind her almost skip-like steps, “Come! You must see my catapult, I had it newly installed!"

She looked so proud of herself when arriving at the bow where the contraption of war rested on a turning platform, ready to fire a mass of small rocks that would become a splintering shot once fired.

“Ready it to fire! Ready it to fire!" she barked loudly, almost jumping in a way that felt so strange from her burly appearance as she stopped to look around for a target, which she found quickly. An unfortunate small fishing boat manned by two hyenas whose exact gender I could not tell caught her sight.

“Over there! That boat! Aim for it!" she excitedly pointed at from the port railing, pounding on the wood with her ample fists and in a voice loud enough that the poor fisher-hyenas overheard and knew what was going on, the two of them looking frightened even from the short distance.

“OH, CANDACE! PLEASE! IT TOOK US A YEAR TO BUILD THIS BOAT!" I overheard from the frantic two.

“I don't care! I want to show my human my catapult! If you wanted to save your boat you should have picked another day to fish!" that was her uncaring response to the poor plight of the fishers as the weapon of siege warfare spun and readied itself to fire.

“On my word!" she cried, her paw raised ready to give the motion and the two hyenas, seeing their lives meant more, threw themselves off their soon to be doomed ship and began frantically swimming out of the way.

“FIRE!" the large wooden ladle snapped forward and the pile of rocks took flight, first in a sole mass but then splinting like a dandelion pod and rained down on the hapless boat's deck and fractured the whole thing into unrecognizable drift wood.

“Is it not amazing, Xander! Look at the way it ripped apart that boat! Its not even a boat anymore!" she was so pleased with it and I tried my best to respond well to this, but I was a bit horrified at her casual carelessness with her subjects.

“Yes! Most impressive! What about them though?"

“Oh, forget about them," she dismissed as she turned back to me and shoved her tongue down my mouth in a one-sided kiss.

Pulling back, she spoke once more, “I have spoken to the High Vestal about our wedding, it will be in two weeks!"

“Ah, that's...wonderful!" my mind turned to the two who were still in the water, now boatless and could not leave them to swim by themselves back to shore.

“But can we please rescue though two from the water! It would really make me happy if you did!"

“Oh fine! Gurfan, go cast over some nets and let them aboard."

“_Gurfan!"_ that was her son, he was here. I shot my head over to where she was speaking and finally caught sight of him, which was underwhelming. If I were not told he was a son of the Queen I would have never even guessed his identity.

He was not like Jatu in being lanky, he was thin but he had some tone to his furred chest, not like the thick-bodied females but he had some meat. He did not look like he would snap in half if one of them thrust him on their knee, that was for sure.

Patterned like his mother, all he wore was a simple brown loincloth tied at his waist like what was worn by all the other servile males and the only other thing he did have was a single white ostrich feather fastened and resting flat to the top of his head.

My escape idea was evolving, my quick mind added Gurfan, who I found out now was an adult. It was all slowly forming in my head since I met Jatu and the other males and now I found the key.

“Ayeshatu, how about we turn back, I am starting to feel queasy with the water," she did not refuse and quickly ordered the ship around once the poor fishermen were pinched up and safe on board. I returned back to Gernan who sensed something in me, “You're thinking of something, I can tell, I have lived with you long enough to tell when you are."

I snickered, “Those childhood pranks Elyk forced me to be apart of really taught you a lot I see, Master," I made sure to go really low with the mention of Master.

“Just know, Gernan, that I have a plan and it's all worked out now," he caught me side-eyeing Gurfan, who was being roughhoused by his mother, who was taking pleasure in grabbing the now neatly folded net and throwing it on him, messing up his work.

“I see...I see...just be careful!" the wolf's tone of the last part was of worried concern.

“Master, I am not as dumb as I used to be..." he nodded in agreement as our short voyage back to the royal port started and the nearby sight of the palace stronghold faced in the direction of the prow and the rowers launched up forward.

Ayeshatu returned and we had small talk, which turned to the politics of the region. The Queen brought up the Queendom and its neighbors, which she spoke about with unflattering terms about some of them, one was fat, ugly and ate too much; another was a tattle.

“She and I had an agreement on a joint attack against that fat one but she went and told the blob that it was all my idea and that I was trying get her to join against her will!" she then went on about how there was a short war and she defeated the two of them and even captured them.

“I made big-mouth sit in a cell for a month before I released her back to her people, she talked the whole time and threw her 'ally' under the kettle, I made sure to let her 'ally' know about that and now they both hate each other! They won't bother me for a long time!" the part about her rival Queens being captured and just released like nothing was puzzling and I voiced how she could have used that to take parts of their territory.

“I was a young woman then, I could care less about land! Only thing that matters is battle, glory and loot!"

“You could still benefit from them hating one another, you could take this moment to strike and make them tributaries," this was just an idle musing, it's what I would have done if I were her.

“Who needs land when I can have you, human! Even the two of them don't have a human!" she also took this moment to mention her Southern Sister-Queen, calling her a greedy, selfish human-hoarder just because she had access to the rare human.

“Maybe let some males into your fighting force, you could match her," I said as an afterthought to her further remark how the Southern Queen's mother was a good conqueror, with a sizable army. Her answer was bellowed laughter at the absurd thought, to her, of hyena men fighting along her sisters-at-arms.

“You make a good joke human, I have not laughed that hard in a long time...wait that's a lie, I laughed that hard when I was teaching your dog obedience!" I was annoyed at being laughed at like this.

“If you took over those other two Queendoms maybe you-"

I heard a shrill whine that broke me from finishing, it was Gernan. I thought it was him reacting to the mention of obedience but the look on his muzzled face was of one that said 'Why are you giving her ideas!?' which I felt was not necessary, I mean she thought my idea was pretty much a jest.

Now I would have loved to have explained my meaning more but we were already back at the royal dock and she did not stay long, grabbing her poor son and disembarking with Gernan and following shortly.

My thoughts were lost as we made our way to my chambers and was let in, I spared no moment, making my first action being that of taking that collar and leash off of Gernan, who then lectured me about my tactical thoughts that I gave freely to the Queen. I countered with she laughed at them and he came back with how he thought she was deep in thought about one of them, the one about taking advantage of the other two Queens which I had already forgotten by that time.

He, of course, reminded me like a father would, I brushed it off by saying the Candace was all brawn and no mind, and most likely had already forgotten whatever I said already. This was a bit of an argument, one might consider, it was a tad heated, but it was resolved as I had plans to ready and needed to start on them in the washroom and making myself ready using the razors that Ayeshatu's smiths forged for me.

My body hair, I even took pains to excise it from my body, where before I only bothered with my stubble. This was better than when staying with the lions, where I had to use sheers to ensure I would not grow a beard which I have always thought and still do think is unbecoming of my face shape.

I waited for evening to come, Gernan went to bed early as was common for the aging, I took this time to quietly get his collar and leash, and bring it into the washroom and carefully clean off the wolf scent. Once that was done, I snapped it around my neck and then put on cloak over my nude body, not needing anything else for my plans.

Everything was set! Though as I left the washroom with a clay-handled oil lamp which flickered in the dark room, I caught my image in the pool of water that sat in the center of my chamber.

“God, I look like a harlot!" I muttered under my breath at the sight of me all neat and pretty in a collar and leash while peeks of my nude body barely showed through the slit of the cloak in the light night breeze. I looked like a young chimera's idea fantasy of a human! A collared human nymph wishing to please one's Master. I figured this is what some rich, fat fox noble would enjoy the site of of, but for a bullied Hyena Prince? That I was going to find out.

So I left my chamber, being very cautious, checking both ends of the darkened hallway even before I stuck out my head past the door-frame. The flame of my lamp showed it was devoid of life; my attempts at gaining the Queen's full trust were a success and she no longer thought to post a burly guard at my door anymore. A sigh of relief escaped my quivering lips, the anxiety of my deed reaching into my soul and giving it a stir.

This was no time to hesitate and the growing thoughts of my failure were banished from my mind. I focused on one single drive as I pushed myself out into the hallway and down one of the ends, all the while recalling the location of where Gurfan's chambers were located where I...I would do my temptation...

I could not believe I was doing this, I mean sure, I gave Aha'hor the price of my body but this was so different, dressing up and with a collar! It was more strategical than out of the whims of needing to survive and all of this depended on him responding to my advances! This whole scheme of mine rested on that alone and the thought that as a downtrodden male he would see this chance in me as irresistible and jump at it.

As I walked, the floor was cold, in contrast to the warm air of the night. I passed thresholds and doors, winding and sneaking through lifeless rooms and porticoes. I went into the direction of the chambers of Ayeshatu, for I was told her son's were nearby them but not right next to hers.

Once I came into the throne chamber, of which to the right side of her bone throne was the corridor that lead to her chambers, I knew there would be guards there so became even more careful than before, making sure to probe my foot ahead of me for objects I might bump into that might make a racket.

I took the hallway leaving the throne room leftwards, and tread down it for awhile until I came to a split that lead into a wider hallway which had the suite of Gurfan. His door was at the end and devoid of guards.

Walking up to the curtained door, I listened. I heard movement, breathing. He was awake and that was further confirmed to me by the dim light illuminating the fabric like a lantern. The sounds also told me of what he was doing, a page turning signaled his reading of a book.

I was frozen, part of me wanted to give up this venture entirely, fearing the unknown of what would happen once I threw open the curtain and would meet with the inquisitive focus of the Queen's son. It terrified me and I had to really force myself not to start breathing rapidly, I closed my eyes, gathered my thoughts and took a deep breath.

In a quick motion of my hand, I parted the fabric, the sound instantly got Gurfan's attention and he looked up causally from his book, half-expecting it to be a servant or guard, but was right away filled with befuddlement at me, his Mother's paramour, covered in cloak wrapped around his body and with a collar and its leash hanging in hand.

My mood became determined, my worries vanishing and I passed the threshold of the doorway as a human seducer, walking in slowly, my feet stepping from toe to heal in motion so slow it would drive anyone mad at the anticipation.

“Uhhh...what...ummm...is there something you-?" not even finishing his words I pulled the knot holding my cloak together and it fell to my feet, exposing my nakedness to him in the twinkling light. That expression of his was priceless.

Gurfan was already standing up the moment he saw it was me. He was motionless, in a daze, the whites of his eyes above his muzzle clear in their shock. Part of me mused if he was going to faint, that would make my task a bit more hard but I could still pull off what I wanted to do.

The two of us, human and hyena stood there looking at each other, the latter falling into a pitfall of stutters at what was occurring before him. I wasted no chance! I sprinted forward to him, I leaned into my rush almost as if to fall forward into him.

I stopped short of that though, bringing my motion to an abrupt halt before him but not ceasing. I raised my arms under Gurfan's mildly-built arms and clutched his coarse-haired shoulder blades with my palms, all the while meeting his gaze and staring deep into his dark eyes which still were full with shock and looked as though they were about to burst.

“Oh, my Prince! Have you ever craved to be _master_ for once?" I beckoned to him, appealing to his repression which I gambled he must have deep within his servile facade.

Pulling one of my hands from his maned back and using it to pick up the leash, I held it aloft before him, he eyed it, and as he stared at it his bewilderment slowly evolved into a tint of desire and hunger, but it was still burdened with fear, fear of his superiors and fear of his punishment and if this was all a ruse to give his mother a reason to beat him.

Quickly, I made my next move.

“Fear naught! I am here of my own will and shall tell not a soul of this!" it worked, his fear lowered, his ears stood more proud and the ungroomed tail of his started to sway ever-so slightly. Ease washed over me, I was getting somewhere.

“I need to be dominated, I want to be dominated by you! It's the only thing we humans know and are good at it, it's a necessity of our kind to be shown our place under superior chimera, like you!"

“But my Moth-"

“Forget her! I want you! I need you! I want to be your slave! Your pet! Your plaything! I need it! I desire it!" tearfully crying as I fell to the floor and began groveling before his bare paws and pressing my face into the even fur one of them as I leaned in to plant a damp kiss onto one of his clawed digits.

I looked up from that and met his face from my ground view and saw the emergence from his submissive self that of self-assured confidence, the expression bursting from his face was that of having a dream come true and the rest of his body moved in agreement! His tail was whipping and a mound was growing under the his loincloth.

He gripped my leash tightly, yanked it up and I sprung upward with it, looking up into his muzzled face. Leaning in, he took me into his arms effortlessly, picking me up and holding me up, each of his hand-paws gripping one of my thighs, blunt claws pressing into its supple flesh. I reached out and grabbed the side of his face, my thumbs rubbing his delta-like ears and planting human kisses across the broad sides of his panting muzzle.

“Is...is this a dream?"

“A fantasy?" he followed, unsure of this being all real or not.

“It's real! I want to be your slave! I want you to be my Mas-!" he threw me before I could finish, for a moment I thought something went wrong but that was proven untrue as I was only tossed onto the hyena's cot and he approached me full of hunger and desire.

Flipping myself on my knees, I readied myself.

I then heard the sound of him undoing his loincloth, pulling it and ripping open the knotted belt that held it in place, the room filled with musk the moment his regions were exposed to the air and he discarded his cloth to the side of the room.

He was right behind me, I could feel his warmth of his testicles and sheath on the skin of my rear! My head was yanked back and I felt Gurfan breathe near my ear.

“Call me Master!"

“Master!"

“Again!"

“MASTER!"

The now-fully dominant Hyena was loving his new power I was giving him, he whooped lowly in euphoric confidence and growls emerged out, followed with moans of deep pleasure, the sense of thrill rushing into his long-oppressed mind.

“What are you!?" he sneered.

I did not answer him, mostly for the effect of it! I had the power, not him, he may have been holding the leash but it was me! I, who held the unseen reins over him.

“I SAID, what are you!?"

Then I answered.

“A worthless human!"

“And?"

“A human who needs to be shown his place"

“By whom?"

“By his superior Master and lord!"

“Good human! Good slave!" he leaned in and nipped at the nape of my neck, sending out moans of pleasure from me.

“I can't stand it Master! Make me yours!" he only answered with him shoving his rod deep into me! I gasped as my gut plummeted! I was a bit taken aback by a familiar sensation within me.

Barbs! They had barbs! Just like felines, not as harsh, but still barbs nonetheless. I was expecting the canine phallus to match their looks, but it was not!

“_Truly they are the love child of Canis and Felidea!"_ I most vividly recall myself thinking then and there as I was rammed by Gurfan. Amusing, some of the things you end up thinking in moments of passion like this.

He went on like this for sometime but not long, for he came early. Not surprising considering it and how normally he would be expected to finish quickly with an overbearing, dominant mate who wants this all to be done with as fast as possible. This made me feel sorry again for males of this culture.

“Again!"

I was taken aback, “Again?"

“Yes, again!"

“Okay..."

It looked like this was how he was going to get over being early with his seed, by going again and again until he wore himself out. My memory became a blur after that and I can't state for sure how many time he did me. It was more than three, I am sure of that, but I know it was not over seven times. As I said it all became a blur of sweat and drool. There was quite a bit of that, a pool of his drool was forming in the arch of my back by the end of it all.

By the end of it all, he had collapsed in a heaving mess on the floor beside the single cot frame, his paw resting on his furred abs and his maw wide open and panting quite loudly.

I rolled onto the floor as well and rested on my side next to him and begun stroking his nearest pectoral and the topmost row of nipples.

“How can I ever thank you, human! You have made me experience something I have always wished to feel!" this was it! I had him!

“Well there is _something_ that you could do...."

“Hmmmn?"

“And maybe you could escape as well....."

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/B1QbbvVe
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