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It may have been only four days, but it felt as if time was crawling for years, as Wuf laid upon her feathered bed, wearing the same usual garments of a laborer, not at all interested in impressing anyone.

Her request to depart to the Capital City was due today, the carriage she was meant to board was due any moment, alongside her friend and assistant Sebastian. Her fingers fiddled along the dull, dirty blade of her dagger, as she considered offering resistance, as idiotic and nearly suicidal as it would be, she considered it maybe a briefly better outcome than whatever the city had for her.

The one benefit of the large, statement making carriage was it's noisiness, as it clearly was on approach. With a deep breath, Wuf tucked the dagger into the back fold of her tunic, and slid her feet into her boots, walking to the door and stepping outside.

As the carriage rolled to a stop, the sky was darker, a few grey clouds blotting out the sun as the door opened, Sebastian, clad fully in royal jester garb which seemed to conflict with his aged face, stepped out.

"Seb, Thank the Lord you're alright." Wuf said, walking to hug the Bloodhound, who embraced her.

It took less than a moment for Wuf to realize, Sebastian was shaking, not much, but just enough for concern, as he pulled his head back from the hug and firmly gazed into her eyes.

As she gazed, she could see the happy glare of her friend, the makeup and smile on Sebastian's face seemed genuine, but as she peered deeper, his eyes seemed cold, emotionless, and even, dead.

"Run." He whispered, his green eye makeup running with a tear, even though his face seemed quite happy. "For God's sake girl, Run."

Wuf was taken aback, and before she could react, her eyes darted up to match that of Elykan's gaze, his smirk just as prevalent as before, but the blotted sun revealing his fur's truly darker brown tint.

Perhaps it was the storm closing in that kept witnesses from commenting on the carriages arrival again, but Elykan was more oddly, alone, his armored guard not present, only the Blood-render and the carriage's hooded driver were there.

The dagger returned to the forefront of Wuf's mind as she took a step back, Sebastian silently moving out of the way of the two. "You heard me..." He whispered as he moved.

"Sebastian, silence yourself." Elykan said, motioning his hand toward the old bloodhound, who replied by spinning in place and chuckling. "Tis a fool's mistake my Leige!, I'd ask for a fish but I'd be slapped by it!" he said in a comic voice.

What was happening to him? Wuf was aware he was a jester but not once in the years she'd known him had he acted so, uncharacteristically, she would of given it more thought, but currently she was only focused on Elykan, more specifically her building fear.

"I take it you have received your summon?" He said, his smile growing.

"I have, indeed, I request a reasoning." Wuf said, her hands going behind her back.

"I've no need to issue you a reason, now let us depart." Elykan replied, motioning his gloved hand to the carriage door.

"I'll not go silently." Wuf said, and in an act of bravado and anger, drew her dagger, and took a poor, yet determined position of attack.

Elykan's laugh echoed through the shire, as he placed his hand on his Claymore's hilt.

"You're serious girl, very well, if you are prepared to die for a reason, I shall give you one."

Wuf was terrified but ready, she wouldn't cave to tyranny, and awaited Elykan's blade, but instead, he simply smiled and firmly stated. "I require you."

This answer was unexpected, as Wuf felt her heart jump in reply, her grip to the dagger loosening slightly. "R- require what of me?" She asked.

"That shall come in time, but you want to join me, do you not, you tire of the birds, and you tire of your weapon." Elykan said firmly. "Drop it in the dirt."

Wuf felt her body quiver, as Sebastian looked at her in a terrified expression. "RUN DAMN YOU!" He pleaded.

Elykan looked to the Old Fool with a glare. "Enter the fucking hut, and silence your mouth!" He barked, Sebastian walking to the door and inside Wuf's hut, without another word.

She was alone, and her only friend had walked away, that was so unlike him, there was no natural explanation, as she kept her stance as best she could. "N- No..."

Elykan took a step forward, his armor clinking as he did, smirking confidently as he put his hand outward. "You are right, no doubt that dagger cost a fair coin, place it in my hand instead."

The urge to fight him had disappeared, as Wuf complied, placing the dagger in his hand to which he smiled kindly, tucking the blade into his belt as he sighed. "Now enter the carriage, your assignment begins today, and we're both quite excited aren't we." He said as he turned and climbed into the spacious carriage.

No guard, the hooded driver being older than Sebastian, and Elykan in the carriage, Wuf was more than nimble enough to run, and she had a head start, however she simply complied, walking up into it, and sitting down on the cushioned seat across from Elykan, as he pulled the door shut with a clunk.

The ride was silent for nearly three hours, before Wuf piped up. "What do you mean by assignment."

Elykan sat back in the carriage as he looked out the window. "Do you know the most difficult part of battle?, not having one when the enemy falls, the camaraderie of my army hardly exists, it's quite stressing." He replied, vaguely.

"I weep for you." Wuf replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"I know you do, it truly pains you." Elykan said, his voice trailing into a soft tone.

Wuf felt herself shiver, her eyes wetting, her sadness growing as she covered her face with her hand, softly sobbing as she felt nearly grieving pain. "Oh god..."

Elykan reached into a satchel, offering her a handkerchief as he smiled "But you will feel better, and you will be my relief, is that not an honor?"

Wuf dabbed her eyes, her heart racing, as she felt herself becoming jubilant in reply to Elykan's statement.

Now something was definitely amiss, how was he so perfectly predicting her emotions and feelings, how is this possible, was the Blood-render a sorcerer? Unlikely, perhaps just a good judge of personality? Who knows, but she was unable to silence the curiosity.

"How are you aware of my feelings?" Wuf asked, handing back the handkerchief and sitting back in the cushions, their comfort growing on her.

"One battle in particular stands out, the battle of where I earned my fame, and modest title, given we shall become good friends of a sort, I feel you are obligated to an answer...Though perhaps unprepared." Elykan droned on, before smiling again.

That smile, that was it, his smile did something to her, his teeth, his demeanor, his smell, his plain existence sent her deeper into calmness, or pain, it seemed whichever he willed it.

"What are you doing with me..." Wuf pleaded, as she felt herself unable to break eye contact.

"Nothing you do not want. Gentry, Stop the carriage." Elykan said, the driver pulling the reigns and stopping the carriage dead in it's tracks.

If Wuf could of looked away, she would of seen their location, a dirt road, far from her shire, still a good distance from the Capital City, perhaps far from any civilization, but her only attention was on the Blood-render's eyes.

"Exit the carriage." He said firmly, pushing the door open, his hands moving to his armored faulds, removing them with loud clanks.

Wuf was entranced, as she gracefully stepped onto the dirt, her boots touching dirt farther from home than she was ever accustomed to, as Elykan exited behind her. "Slumber." Elykan said to the driver, Gentry, who seemed to keel over in a sleeping position in the driver's seat nearly instantly.

"Sorcery..." Wuf muttered, Elykan simply chuckling.

"That battle had three outcomes, one was victory, one was sacrifice, and one was power, a power I've grown to adore...Do you not adore it as well, Wuf?" Elykan said, Wuf turning to face him.

Her eyes were locked with his to such an extent she had hardly realized his change of wardrobe.

Elykan was disarmed, his claymore and Wuf's dagger lay on the cushioned seat inside the carriage, his gloves were off, his hands bare, his cuirass was all that remained of his armor on his body, as his lower half was nearly entirely exposed, his left hand softly caressing his sheath as his smirk was unwavering. "I asked of your adoration, Wuf." He repeated, his member's tip emerging from the sheath.

She was speechless, unable to move, unable to think, her mind filling with slow, indulgent thoughts she had only experienced alone or during rare bedding in the past.

Her heart felt fear, terror, even intimidation by the Wolf, but her mind and body quaked as she nodded her head, her words seemingly not even her own, but she needed, and wanted to say them. "I do adore it, sir."

Elykan's arousal clearly enjoyed that answer, as he leaned his body against the carriage and allowed his human like, knot less shaft to harden further out of his sheath, inch by inch. "Do not speak, I've other uses for your mouth."

Wuf lost track of the time, she didn't remember removing her tunic, nor did she remember her knees being firmly planted in the dirt in front of the royal who's cock had warmly slid into her mouth, but she did know she wanted it, badly, all the stress melting away into nothing but need for his shaft in her mouth.

"Fucking commoner, your place is where you kneel. nnngh." Elykan said, his hands firmly planted as his hips, his cock twitching in the Folf's drooling, worshiping mouth, saliva dripping from the General's pulsing cock to her cleavage, her plump breasts jiggled with each motion of her fellatio.

In her mind, Wuf felt empty, her body simply existed in this moment to pleasure Elykan, his salty, warm, pulsating shaft deeply rooting into her throat was an honor, she deserved this, she needed it.

Elykan pushed a hand back to the carriage's wall, his claws digging into it as he smiled downward, his other hand gripping the Folf's head as he firmly thrusted his hips forward, his abs pushing her cold snout as he growled deeply, warm precum leaking into her mouth.

"I suppose, Ugggh, You've earned the right. Feel yourself, now." Elykan said between groans of pleasure.

Wuf felt herself nearly instantly warm up, her loins dampening, her folds twitched as she pushed her hand down her leggings obediently, pushing two fingers deeply into her opening, her thumb pushing firmly against her clit, causing her to moan a wet vibration over Elykan's eagerly twitching length.

"Good girl, good commoner, good bitch." Elykan said, repeatedly complimenting while degrading the half breed so eagerly slurping along his cock, as his balls churned with her reward. "Are you prepared to climax for me, girl?"

Wuf's clit quaked, her body shaking in ways she'd not felt before, her eyes darting up to Elykan's, her hand working herself harder, her free hand quickly embracing the Wolf's balls. "Mhmmm!"

"Not before me...You will learn that...Ughh, Remove it, I want to mark your dirty little face." He ordered. Smirking as he pulled his hips back.

She obeyed, her heart feeling disgusted, not once had she ever allowed a man's seed to demean her in such a way, but she couldn't resist the movement, she wouldn't dare, from head to toe if the Wolf wanted it marked, she would comply, as her heart screamed in fear, her lips smiled, her mouth closed, her eyes joining them, as she cupped her breasts and prepared.

Elykan needed no further encouragement as his cock, without warning began to spurt rope after rope of sticky warmth over the Folf's face, his seed soaking into her snout, breast, and chin fur, her eyes closed and spattered eyelids dripping his erupting load.

Wuf felt her body quivering as the orgasm spurting Wolf simply said. "Now, you ma- may join me, bitch."

As the demeaning word left his mouth, her body seized up, her folds dripping like a waterfall as she climaxed, her thumb pushing her clit into orgasm as she felt the warmth of the facial push her over the edge, cumming onto the dirt beneath her.

A few heavy breaths later, Elykan offered her the very same handkerchief from before, smirking as he did, her tears from previously mixing with his warm, potent cum as she softly wiped her face clean, and got back up to her feet.

"Have you enjoyed yourself?" Elykan asked, his cock re softening and entering it's sheath as he retrieved his pants, which had been draped over the carriage's wheel.

As he turned to get the pants, however, the gaze had been broken, and Wuf had realized what she had done, fear set in, she was topless, cold, and confused. "Wh...What did you do...No...You are disgusting sir!"

Elykan turned and reconnected the smile. "Take that back." He said, now re clothed.

"I apologize." She replied, freezing again.

"I forgive you, a good dog always requires training, and plenty shall arise my servant." Elykan said, calmly motioning toward the carriage. "Do not question me once more."

Wuf felt calm once again, as she simply asked "May I have my tunic back?"

"Your breasts are better enjoyed displayed, at least until we arrive in the City, upon that destination you may." Elykan said. "Now enter."

The pair returned to the carriage, as Elykan firmly barked out the window. "Awaken, and proceed, Gentry, We've no deadline but I hunger."

The driver awakened and yawned audibly, his hands returning to the reigns.

As the carriage began moving again, Wuf made a connection, Elykan had not once looked at the driver, but he was completely obedient, like a drone, and as it stood, he seemed to need to gaze to her to be obeyed.

She sighed internally, as her body was unable to feel anything but happiness and excitement, her heart looked to the old driver, Gentry, knowing full well the inevitable truth.

Once they arrived in the capital, she would be put further under the Blood-render's trance, she too, would become a drone, with a far less innocent task as driving a carriage seemed, Elykan's purpose for her was never more apparent, as the remnants of his seed dried on her cheek and breasts.

She was going to become his personal courtesan, his servant, his...slave...

Or...was she already...?