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Slave of the Wolves

Cold. It was so cold...

My head was splitting and the world was black. I couldn't move, must have still been dreaming.

Why was it so cold?

The last thing I remembered was laying down with Shah Levanti, drifting off to sleep and...

Must be still dreaming.

I waited and waited for something to happen, anything, but nothing did. My dream was an endless landscape of black from which there was no escape.

Often as it is when you become aware of a dream, you struggle to move. Such was the case, my arms and legs were completely useless.

Bored with this dream and its lack of sensory stimuli, I decided to sniff the air and hope that would be the trigger for a far more exciting dream.

The air was filled with earthy musk. Numerous visitors had come and gone from this dream over the years and left their scent.

All of them were wolves.

I was not dreaming.

I tried to thrash my arms and legs about, but I could barely move them an inch and the rattle of iron chains told me everything I needed to know: my arms and legs were hogtied behind my back. I wanted to scream but a leather belt was wrapped around my muzzle and I couldn't.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmph!" I shouted in the back of my throat, clanging my chains as loud as I could.

A door flung open with a crash and heavy boots stepped in.

A paw cracked against the side of my face.

"Shut it, fox!" a voice shouted. It was a wolf in creaking leather armor. "The Alpha wants to see you, in private."

The Alphate!? How did I end up here!? Levanti...he must have sold me out!

Metal clicked just below my chin and I felt a tug on my neck, a collar was wrapped around it and a leash had been attached.

"You're going to be a good little fox and obey, aren't you?"

My blindfold was ripped away and a brown wolf stood above me, sneering down at me past his long muzzle. He reached forward and scratched me behind the ear.

"All have a place in the Alphate," the wolf cooed mockingly, "even wretched foxes like you can learn to serve your betters."

The wolf suddenly poked at my sheathe and laughed.

"So small!" he teased me, running a claw along the length of the sheathe. "No wonder every fox I know lifts their tail for a wolf!"

"Mmmmmph!"

"I'm going to unlock your chains now," the wolf took a keyring from his hip and twirled the key around, "the Alpha has given us permission to do whatever we please to tame you, but I know that won't be needed."

I let him lean over and I felt the chains jangle and slacken.

"Stay!" the wolf ordered as he stepped back.

I stayed, looking up at him expectantly.

"Good boy!" he exclaimed and leaned over, rubbing the top of my head. "Now get up, slowly!"

My legs were numb and I had no choice but to get up slowly, using the stone wall behind me for balance as I shakily righted myself up. Noticing how short I was compared to the wolf, I corrected my posture but still only came up to his shoulders.

I felt helpless.

"The proud General Marco, scourge of Carpathia, reduced to this!" the wolf snorted and yanked at a chain running from my neck to his paw, nearly pulling me down to the ground. "You're lucky, the Alpha has decided to show you mercy! Come!"

The wolf pulled the chain again and I wearily followed. Whatever situation I was in, there was no getting out of it right now and there never would be. I was far from home and I would forever be a possession of the Alphate.

I was led up a staircase and through a wooden door. Cool night air breezed past my fur as we exited the prison.

It was dark out and most of the lights were extinguished. We were in the imperial palace but it was too dark for me to tell what part we were in as the wolf dragged me around the many streets that made it up. As the stories told, the palace was a city unto itself and right now the city was asleep.

"You don't know how lucky you are, fox!" the wolf peered behind at me with a contemptuous smirk, spitting at the ground in front of my feet. "Alpha Aokus, Canis bless him, wanted to cut off your tail and feed you to the feral wolves! Instead, the new, young Alpha built you a palace! You'd better show some fucking gratitude!"

Aokus is dead? That means Youwulf must have taken over, but he's almost as old as Aokus? Did...what's his name, Lycanlong inherit? Why would he show me mercy?

"Here we are now!" the wolf stopped in front of a square building with a wooden staircase leading up to the entrance. A few ursine eunuchs were floating about, beckoning us to enter. "The Northern Harem!"

Northern Harem? A third harem? But the Alpha only has two: one for she-wolves and one for male humans!

The wolf slapped me in the ass and handed the leash over to a bear, who rather aggressively forced me into a march, making the wolf seem almost gentle.

"Your new home..." the wolf ominously sneered as I was pulled away from him.

I caught my bare foot under one of the stairs and tripped, only saved from planting my muzzle against the staircase by the ursine, who effortlessly lifted me up and carried me like a doll.

The door to the harem was quietly slid open by an unseen servant and after a quick journey across a hall and down a narrow, wooden staircase, I found myself in a rather spacious basement.

It was not nearly as grand as the stories made out: the wolven harem. In fact, it looked like it was only partly finished, with the walls being mostly bare and the only bed to speak of appeared to be a pile of silk cushions in the corner. Wolven interior decorating had seen better days.

I was more concerned by the aspects that made it more obvious what the intent of the room was: a pair of steel chains hanging from the wall just above the cushions, several jars of scented oils on the side shelves, and a wooden pillory in the center with two slips of paper pasted on the sides proclaiming in Wolven calligraphy, "Fox Bitch," and "Former General."

Separating the room from the staircase was a wall of metal bars and no sooner after I was tossed in, the ursine slide the cell door shut with a clank and locked it.

"Hey!" I shouted, struggling to stand up with my feet and wrists bound. "Where are you going!?"

There was no answer, save for the ursine's heavy feet stomping up the staircase. I was alone.

I shook the bars and demanded to know what was going on, but it wouldn't be until a few minutes later that I'd get an answer in the form of lighter footsteps slowly tapping down the stairs.

I couldn't believe my eyes. A wolf came into view, one who seemed to carry a regal, authoritative aura with him, even when all I could see was the bottom of his shimmering, red silk robe. This aura only became more impressive when his face came into view and I just about bowed when his strong, golden eyes dared to gaze upon me. He was acting so different, but I could tell it was him, the scent of rosewater when his lips curled up into a smile at seeing me locked up.

"Galip!?" I leaned against the bars, panting. "What are you doing here!?"

"Alpha," Galip leered down at me with cold contempt, "you will address me as Alpha Galip."

"Okay, okay!" I shook the bars. "I can see how this might seem a little ironic, considering how we first me, but if the wrong person hears you call yourself Alpha, well, you know the Alphate executes pretenders, don't you?"

I laughed. That was a mistake.

Galip snapped his paw around my neck and yanked me forward, slamming me against the bars. Galip was snarling, saliva dripping from his pearly-white fangs and not at all looking like the scared cub he was when I caught him.

"You will address me as Alpha Galip of Clan Kutlar!" Galip's dull claws dug into my neck. "Do you understand, fox!?"

Galip was just like any other wolf. Looking down on me, a fox, like I was insignificant and in that moment, he might have been right.

My tail was curled up behind my legs and I was reeking with fear, Galip's large nose twitched and I caught the slightest hint of a smile behind his fierce snarl.

"A-alpha Galip of Clan Kutlar..." I gasped, feeling shame creep down my spine. I looked away submissively, "...I am your humble servant."

All the years in this life, I had never once submitted to wolven authority, never once surrendered. It was shameful and the growing tension in my thighs did not help calm this feeling. I was now no better than a slave but in some ways, it felt kind of a relief.

Galip pressed his snout through the bars and tapped me on the nose with his own, "Good fox," he cooed and scratched me behind the ear.

"H-how? How did you become Alpha?"

"Alpha Aokus named me as his successor," Galip gave a short, happy whine as he watched me moan happily while he scratched me. "He was my real father, he confessed in his will. Apparently my mother was the only she-wolf who knew how to get his knot working."

His paw flattered on my head and began to push. I complied with a whine, getting down on the ground before Galip and staring at his feet.

I won't do it. I won't do it. I won't do it!

There was a flutter of fabric as Galip's robe fell to the ground.

"Look up, fox."

No, don't do it!

I slowly looked up and saw the tapered tip of Galip's cock sticking through the bars. It was thick and veiney, it put the average fox dick to shame, including my own. I reached up and took it in my paw, rubbing my pads against it and guiding my mouth towards it.

I gave the tip a slow lick with my tongue, moaning as I took in the Alpha's taste. He had changed, even down to his scent; he now smelled of iron and leather. Galip had become a hard, powerful wolf.

So powerful...

STOP!

There was simply no way of taking his abundant cock in my mouth without it getting caught on my fangs, so I stuck out my tongue and began coiling it around his shaft, licking at it while it throbbed.

"You foxes..." Galip moaned as my tongue ran along his cock, grabbing a droplet of salty pre-cum from the tip, "...are such fetching creatures..."

My tail wagged a bit by itself. Why, why was I letting myself be happy?

"But you need to be controlled..." Galip pulled his cock away from the embrace of my tongue, slipping it through the bars just as his knot had begun to grow. He pulled out a keyring and motioned for me to extend my wrists, which I did, and the chains feel to the floor as he unlocked them, "...go put your arms and head through the pillory. If you move, I'll have the guards come down here and takes turns raping you until you learn your place in the pack."

A vision of three wolves pinning me down and yanking my tail up so that they can press their snouts up against it and smell my rear, forced itself into my head. Overlooking all of this, while the leader of the wolven guards began to mount me was the Alpha, sitting in the corner and stroking his cock.

NO!

I pushed the thought out of my head and slowly walked over to the pillory. Galip's eyes were watching my tail the entire time, until I spun around and opened up the pillory. It was a little awkward lining up my arms and head, but the wooden device eventually closed over me.

"Stay!" Galip ordered as he unlocked the cell and slid open the gate.

I remembered when I first captured him and I was tempted to leap out of the pillory and overpower the wolf, show the Alpha who's in charge in his own palace. It might be the last thing I'd ever do, but no one would forget such a ballsy move!

A sharp click beside my head broke the illusions of that fantasy. Galip had locked the pillory in place and I was now trapped.

My heart began to race. I was afraid. Galip was free to do whatever he pleased with me.

Why was my cock growing stiff?

"I learned a lot about you, Marco, when I was your prisoner," Galip gave me a quick slap on the ass before pacing in front of the pillory. One paw was rubbing his chin in thought while the other was rubbing his cock. "In fact, I have you to thank for who I've become. You and I, we were not so different. I'm sure you guessed that I had a little bit of a vulpine fixation, hm? Being in a castle surrounded by a hostile but quite beautiful species and imaging them overthrowing us and inflicting their most depraved desires on me..."

"...But you changed all that! Being your captive for so long woke me up and made me realize when I got freed that I needed to become stronger! You on the other hand..."

"...Chased out of Carpathia at such a young age and swore revenge on the wolves who chased your family down. What a horrible thing to go through at such a young age! But when you got older and started growing..." Galip walked over to the manacles hanging from the wall and jangled them, "...when you first started getting desires, you imagined...what would have happened if a wolf captured you during your escape? You thought about it and you started exploring down there..."

"...I think you wish that you were captured, raised into becoming a loyal servant of the Alphate and sold to be a personal slave of a wolven noble to tend to his every need like the loyal fox you wish you could be."

"No!" I screamed, my throat constricting as I suppressed a gag. The mere thought of being subservient to a wolf was unthinkable,

Galip raised his brow as he stared down at me, before kneeling, cupping the bottom of my chin in his paw and leaning in, pressing his large nose up against mine. His broad tongue reached out and lapped at my lips gently.

"Then why don't you resist? You could have bitten my tongue off," Galip whispered. I felt a tight grip on my cock that sent jolts along my spine and I yelped. "Why are you so hard then?"

His claws prodded against the tip of my cock and I gritted my teeth. My skin felt flush as a mixture of shame and arousal began to overcome me.

"Since becoming Alpha, I've had many humans in the harem. A lot of them were kidnapped and sold to the harem by unscrupulous slavers. Those ones..." he stroked the shaft of my cock and sniffed the air around me, taking great pleasure in sensing my unwilling arousal, "...they have many motives when they're forced into the harem. Revenge, either by ruining the Alpha or by controlling him; survival by any means necessary, as being a slave to the whims of the court and Alphate is better than in a brothel; and a rare few actually want this, they want to be dominated. They day that the wolves came and dragged them from their homes was the best thing that ever happened to them."

"I've slept with all of those kinds and only the last can maintain an erection as easily as you," Galip ran his tongue along the length of my muzzle before giving the top of it a forceful nip, "you want this."

"No, I don't!"

"Yes, you do!"

Galip suddenly released my chin and my cock. Standing up, he stepped behind me and I immediately responded by tucking my tail again and tightening my hips.

A cork popped and a few seconds later I felt an oily finger jam itself into my anus. Groaning, I felt Galips clawed finger poke itself all around my insides before he suddenly removed it.

"I'm going to give you want you want, Marco."

His finger suddenly invaded my rear once again with a fresh glob of oil. This time, he went in further and his claw scraped up against something in the back that felt incredible. I couldn't help but gasp with pleasure and my legs began to twitch.

"See? You want this," Galip stroked me on the scalp as my tongue lolled out. When I realized how submissive this made me look, I collected my tongue back into my maw and growled.

"Don't be like that!" Galip scolded.

His heavy paw wrapped itself around my bushy tail and yanked it up. I yowled from the jolt of it and struggled to escape the wolf's grip.

I felt his hips and abdomen lean up against my rear. Galip had gotten a lot more muscular than the last time I had seen him, the only thing that was more solid than his abdomen was his cock.

"AH!" I exclaimed as Galip suddenly forced his cock in. A sharp pain made itself present and I gritted my teeth.

"Don't clench, it'll just make things worse," Galip dug his claws into my back as he whispered.

Yelping, Galip began pounding my ass violently, caring not for my comfort. There was pain, so much pain, but at the end of every thrust I felt that intense joy, that secret little spot in the back that created such pleasure.

...And the joy it caused outweighed the pain and shame...

"You're going to be the first consort of the Northern Harem, Marco," Galip growled. "A harem just for foxes. To allow them to serve their wolven masters as they were meant to."

Galip's cold nose brushed up against the back of my neck and sniffed, "Canis, you smell good. All of you foxes do when you're horny. You're a horny little tod, aren't you?"

I gritted my teeth, trying to rush through the conflicting sensations of pain and pleasure while Galip fucked me.

"ANSWER ME, FOX!" Galip gripped the scruff of my neck, just behind the hole of the pillory and dug his claws into it. I went limp and gasped, finally feeling what a wonderful sensation scruffing a canine in the act of sex was.

"I'm a horny little tod, Alpha!" I gasped. My cock was swelling without it even being touched. I could no longer deny my desires. "I live to serve you, Alpha!"

"That's right!" Galip released my scruff.

I whined pitifully as I felt the dominating sensation vanish. Shame flushed over my skin.

"Oh, you like that, huh?" Galip teased, gently scratching at my pelt.

I couldn't answer. This was...this was thrilling but I couldn't reduce myself to begging.

"Go on, fox, tell me what you want," Galip's snout rubbed along my back and I felt his tongue gently run against my fur, "wolves just want what's best for their subjects, even foxen sluts like you."

"B-b-bite me," I whispered.

"Insulting your Alpha!" Galip growled angrily. "GUARDS! Come teach thi-"

"No, Alpha, I mean, bite me!" I pleaded. "Bite me! Show me you're in charge!"

Galip rumbled with laughter and his paw reached around the pillory and stroked my cheek.

"You want a big, strong wolf to take you like a bitch?" Galip cooed.

"Yes, Master, Alpha!" I gasped. "I'm your slave! I've always wanted to be your slave!"

"Good," Galip growled dominantly as heavy footsteps rang down the staircase. "GUARDS! Hold off, I've got this."

The footsteps ceased and Galip suddenly sank his fangs into my scruff.

"Ahhhh!"

The feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before. Galip's thick cock penetrating me from behind, his strong fangs sinking into my back, the rumble of his throat as he growled against my smaller body.

I had spent so much time being the top when having sex. I had never known that being a bottom was so thrilling, especially when a wolf was doing it.

Galip was right, I could admit that now. I remembered the first time I had rubbed myself off, I was thinking of a pitch-black wolf in heavy armor atop a towering stallion. The same one who came inches away from snatching me from my parents when I was just a kit, on the run from the Alphate's cavalry.

Except during this exploration, I imagined myself an adult, still running away from the heavy hoof-beats behind me, but I failed to duck in time and the wolf's mailed paw grabbed me by the scruff and hoisted me atop his saddle. I struggled, trying to push myself off, but the wolf just laughed and forced us to kiss, pressing our noses together while his paw reached down my trousers and coaxed my cock free of its sheathe.

That wolf became my first fantasy and as I spilled my seed in the cellar of my family's house, I leaned back against the shelf and imagined that wolf riding me back to the capital, stripping me of all my clothes and making me wear nothing but a padded collar. I'd cook him meals, clean his home, and every night I'd lie in bed waiting for him to hold me safely against his muscular chest.

Sometimes I'd imagine myself making some mistake, such as breaking a vase, while cleaning; or even imagine myself aggressively fighting back while his captive atop his horse, to the point where he stops and pins me against a tree. Either scenario ended with that wonderful, wonderful punishment that I had heard wolves do to those they want to enforce their authority. Him ripping off my trousers and rutting against my rear, sometimes in view of other wolves who cheered him on as he turned me into his bitch.

After that, I felt ashamed of such a fantasy. I joined the military after that, I was already going to but perhaps having a chance to kill wolves would keep such a fantasy constrained. Or perhaps I secretly wished to be captured by that same wolf. Regardless, I kept it under wraps.

Until now...

I was the first one to cum, before Galip had even knotted me. Ropes of cum flew out, spraying across the floor and my legs, matting up my fur.

"Aren't you just the most horny fox?" Galip growled and some drool tricked out from his clenched jaws along my back. "I'm going to fill this harem with foxes."

I could feel some swelling at the base of Galip's cock and it made his thrusts slightly more painful.

"Vixens, tods...all of them. All of you foxes secretly desire this, why didn't the Alphate think of it sooner?" Galip's thrusting grew faster. "I'm going to lead our armies into Carpathia, into Italia, all the way into Francia and Iberia!"

Galip thrust his cock as deep as he could and kept it there while his knot grew. Aches grew as it stretched out my anus and sealed me and the Alpha together.

I felt Galip's tongue loll out and his teeth loosen, "Every fox will know wolven benevolence! Those that resist, we'll teach them to be members of the pack, just like you!"

"YES! YES!" I screamed. The anticipation was too much, his knot was larger than I had ever imagined and I wanted him to come inside.

Galip gave some half-hearted thrusts before taking in one deep breath before his cock began to shudder. His semen felt hot as it invaded the insides of my rear.

The Alpha had dominated me fully. I was now a loyal slave of the pack.

I had never felt happier.

Despite the overwhelming display of dominance, Galip spent most of the time we were tied up together gently licking my back and stroking my face. It felt good, but I still had my fantasy of a wolven conqueror dominating me in the back of my head and I never once imagined him showing me this kind of affection. It felt strange and foreign.

"Good slave," Galip purred and gave me one last gentle nip on the back, forcing me to gasp. His knot had deflated to a point where he could slip out and I felt empty without it in me. "But your training has just begun."

"GUARDS! Bring in the next!" Galip shouted, followed by some kind of coded howl.

"Master, what's going on?" I asked meekly as semen and oil trickled out of my anus and down along my legs.

"You've learned how to be a loyal, submissive fox to your Alpha, but you still have to learn about loyalty to the pack!" Galip gave me a quick slap on the rear and I giggled.

"What does that mean?" I titled my head as best as I could in the pillory.

"You still need to be shown your place in the pack, slave," Galip stepped towards the cell gate with his tail wagging happily behind him and flung the gate open. "Unlike foxes, the Alphate is one very large pack. We should do things together."

Footsteps thudded down the staircase.

"I'm opening up the Northern Harem to the public for a month," Galip turned around and sneered at me. "Every wolf in the Alphate will have the right to visit you, for free, and personally teach you how to behave in the pack."

My tail tucked itself between my legs, fear filling my chest. Like before though, the fear did not fully mask my arousal and I felt my cock already begin to swell again.

A familiar white wolf with a large, red cock gripped between his paw descended into view.

"I've been waiting for this day, ever since you got the drop on me, Marco!" Ekrem grinned wildly as he passed the Alpha without so much as a bow. Galip, for his part, took it in stride. "I bet you're going to scream like a vixen in heat!"

"This is your future, Marco," Galip grabbed his robes from the floor and began dressing himself. "Every wolf in the world is free to have their way with you and you're going to love every minute of it. You'll get four hours of rest a night, but otherwise you're going to be servicing wolves from all walks of life, from royalty to beggars."

Ekrem's wet nose pressed up against my anus and I felt his hot breath gust against it as he took in my scent along with the Alpha's. Semen and oil smeared his nose, but he didn't seem to care.

"Canis, you smell so good with a strong wolven scent on you! You were fucking born for this, Marco!" Ekrem leaned over the pillory and lapped my snout. I felt some of my semen drip from his muzzle and onto mine.

"Do not refer to him by name, honored Duke," Galip ordered as he finished wrapped his robes around him. "Refer to him as slave, slut, fox, or anything else demeaning you like."

"As you wish, Alpha!" Ekrem said before slamming his cock into me.

I screamed. Ekrem was even more rough than the Alpha and despite having been stretched out by the Alpha's cock, I found myself wracked with constricting pain. Drool from Ekrem's maw dripped onto my back as he ferociously pounded me.

"You two have fun! After him, you'll have the guards and then the stablehands, I believe," Galip stepped outside of my cell. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to prepare for the Spring Jest Festival."

"Huh?" I uttered before screaming as the tip of Ekrem's cock slammed into that pleasure spot in the back of my insides.

"Yes, a silly little wolven festival where people pull pranks and tell elaborate lies. Seems awfully foxen in nature to me, but all lies are pardoned in the evening by the Alpha," Galip shrugged. "I'll make sure to send the drunken revelers to pay you a visit and take you, don't worry, you won't miss out on the fun."

Silently, Galip shut the cell door on us and headed upstairs. Steel now barred my only escape and I knew with all certainty now that I was never going to leave this cell. I would be there until the day I died, servicing the wolven court like the good fox I was.

My cock grew hard.