Reborn from the Ashes: Tales of the Phoenix Coven

By MercFox3259@FurAffinity.net and JakeGundan@FurAffinity.net with additions and feedback by Eden2010@FurAffinity.net

Chapter 1: The End is Only the Beginning

Galen Dhaelos is owned by Galen@FurAffinity.net

Ryan Foxmoore/Egad Nob and Professor Meize are owned by MasterDraco@FurAffinity.net

Cailus Foxmoore is owned by MercFox3259@FurAffinity.net

Amon Fulbringer is owned by MercFox3259@FurAffinity.net, inspired by a design from Borgim@FurAffinity.net

Zarch, Chaos, and Hatred Demonwolf are owned by crocdragon89@FurAffinity.net

Galen hung from ropes secured to the wall, binding his arms up against the stone wall of his cell in Egad Nob's dungeon. His fur was tussled and dirty, and his mane had many tangles in it from not being washed regularly. Along with that, Galen's muscles were tense and stiff from this long ordeal, and he was very fatigued from not getting much sleep. He refused to rest, not until he was free from Egad. Though he had drifted off unintentionally several times, which he cursed himself for. Galen remembered seeing the sight as the guards dragged him into the cell a few hours earlier, after his latest punishment. Egad had made a large web out of rope on the dungeon wall and with some help from the guards, had strung Galen on the middle of it like a fly trapped in a spider's web. Galen did his best to struggle, but the way the guards had him bound made it very difficult to retaliate: Not only were his hands cuffed together, but there was also manacles on his arms above his elbows, attached together with a thick, taunt chain as he was forcefully escorted into the cell. There were also shackles on his legs, which were also chained together. The guards then shoved Galen against the wall, back first. Then, they undid the chains on his arms and legs, releasing him from the binders, and quickly attached the cuffs on his wrists and ankles to the thick web of ropes on the wall. His cock was worked up again by one of the guards, again bringing Galen close to the threshold of release, only for them to stop before he came. One guard then climbed up the web with a blindfold, pulling it over Galen's head around his eyes making him unable to see anything. There, the lion had been left, waiting, unable to see anything or move, his needy cock throbbing for attention. His large powerful arms had been spread out and tied to the web, while his ankles had been joined together standing on the floor.

Once the guards and Egad were gone, Galen tried the ropes a bit, just to confirm the ropes were thick enough to hold him. He didn't feel like struggling while unable to see, as he didn't want to give the fox any pleasure from watching him squirm anymore. He had tried to escape several times already, only to have his attempts thwarted every time by dungeon guards, along with various alarms that would go off. This only landed him back in the dungeon locked in restraints with various "punishments," that ranged from having his cock locked in a vibrating chastity cage, complete with dildo in his ass, to relentless edging and overstimulation, brought to the edge only to be denied. The punishments would vary from a few hours to over a month, depending on what he did. If he assaulted a guard or assistant, the punishment would be light but still bad, lasting only a few hours at most. If he got out of his dungeon cell and tried to escape the grounds, the punishments would be much worse, and last a lot longer. The latest escape attempt landed Galen with a very painful, arousing punishment: Having his cock locked up in a milking tube that sucked him off continuously, with a strange ring around the base of his cock that wouldn't let him cum. The punishment was complete with a vibrating dildo shoved deep in his tailhole, buzzing against his prostate. To top it all off, Galen had been injected in the arm and glute with some sort of manufactured aphrodisiac that made him super horny and sensitive before the milking tube starting sucking on him. Combine that with all the other parts of the punishment listed above, and Galen was not only left in reeling pleasure, but untold pain as well. That punishment went on for a full month, the machine not stopping at all as he was nourished by a tube placed in the gag, sustaining him with some sort of nutrient liquid. Along with that, the gag had another tube going through it that would quench his thirst if needed. Hell, the milking tube had several hoses attached to it as well, squirting some sort of healing lube into the tube constantly.

On top of that, Galen had been constantly kept hard in the dungeon by guards and servants that would come into his cell at regular intervals while he was tied up and immobile when not being punished. After making sure his restraints were secure, they would take his cock and work it up, making it hard as a rock. Then, they would stop before he could cum and leave him alone once more. Galen had lost track of how long he had been in here... The last he could remember he had counted eight months. Though Galen had a feeling it had been a lot longer, seeing that a lot more time had passed after that, and he lost track. For all he knew at the moment, he had been stuck in here for years. The sudden thought sent a bolt of fear through him! Had it been years? God, he couldn't remember now... He was just so horny, his mind clouded by a thick, musty fog of built-up lust. He had not been able to keep time since he lost track... He could barely focus as it was, feeing his cock throbbing slightly, even now.

At long last the hood was pulled off his head, as the fox had climbed the web to pull it off. Egad was wearing the same dungeon master attire as before, and Galen just stared at him angrily. If he wasn't tied up like this, he would clobber that little sicko, maybe even more than that. He was tired of playing the fox's games, and he wouldn't give him the satisfaction of toying with him anymore. Galen was also very pissed off from all the punishments he had received for his assaults and escape attempts. Right now, nothing would make him happier than tearing Egad Nob limb from limb at this point, even though Galen knew deep down, he himself wasn't a murderer.

Egad smiled smug as he started to work on Galen's massive meat, the sensitivity from the months of torture showing as the sensation jumped through the lion's body. Galen was unable to suppress a sharp gasp and moan of surprise, his body twitching and trembling at the contact. The fox started with small gentle licks on his head while fondling with his balls, letting the wet and warm tongue run up and down his growing length as the fingers caressed the bottom of his sack. It was irresistible and the fox had him hard in no time.

"Urgh... fuck..." Galen grunted as he pulled a bit at the ropes around his wrists. There was nothing he could do about the fox playing with his dick and it took no time before his erect cock was pulsing again! He looked down at his captor with disgust as he felt the unbearable lust fill him again, pulsing through his hard, naked body. Galen also started to feel helpless and disappointed in himself as he watched Egad work his meat, unable to resist and ignore the pleasure that was going through him.

Galen started moaning out in pleasure as the fox kept teasing him, rubbing his dick until it began throbbing and then stopping the rhythm without warning, constantly keeping him on edge.

"You know what you have to say if you want to cum," the fox gloated as he kept up the unbearable hand jobs. Galen bared his teeth, struggling to keep his weakening resistance together as he felt the pleasure building up, along with a slight growing twinge of pain from pressure. It wasn't 'please' the fox was asking for him to say, no... Egad wanted him to acknowledge his position, to admit he was helpless, to say the word that would cross the line.

"Damn... you..." The lion said as he gasped in pleasure as the fox picked up the phase, stroking his long meat rapidly until it began pulsing again, and just as he was about to reach his climax... just as he was about to finally release all of it... the fox pressed a thumb against his urethra and squeezed, killing the orgasm instantaneously.

After a short break, the fox resumed again. It was unbelievable how relentless the fox was in edging him, it was almost torture and the only thing Galen could think of now was the bittersweet feeling of release. He urged for it, every inch of his body craved just letting all the energy built up blow out, his heart was beating rapidly and he began to pant from sweat as the session went on for hours to come.

"Just... let... me... cum..." Galen growled, as he shut his eyes and started pelvic thrusting into the air, desperate to make his drooling cock unleash its load. "Say it," the fox smirked as he dug his claws into the lion's balls, pinching the skin to stimulate him further. "Argh...." the lion moaned as he pulled repeatedly in the ropes around his wrists, though he was unable to break it no matter how hard he pulled.

Galen's will started to rapidly crack, the overwhelming pleasure accompanied by building pressure and pain. Galen felt tears start running from his eyes as he panted in desperation, struggling not to let out any sounds or sobs of discomfort, which he was failing to do: His moans were mixed with whimpers of pain from the pressure starting to build in his balls and groin. This only served to fracture his defiance even more. Doubts reinforced over the extended time he had been captured and held in the dungeon started to swirl in his mind. He could not escape... No matter how much he tried, no matter how hard he fought, he could not escape... He would always be caught again and end up back here... No matter how far he went, no matter how fast he ran, he would always end up back here.... Galen knew he was quickly and steadily losing the battle. The thought of "you have no choice" began to amplify in his head.

Just one word, one word and he would be free. Free from the overwhelming horniness, free from the days, weeks, and months spent wishing for release, free from the tiring mind games and just... the sweet, sweet release.

"Uhh... Ahh... Ohh..." Galen moaned and whimpered, his head tossing back and forth as he tugged at the ropes in futility. He had suffered this for months upon months; he couldn't take it anymore! The fox had started stroking his length again and all he wanted was just to let go. What difference would it make? He was captured anyway; he couldn't get free... At this point, his free will did not mean anything... His title as Captain of the Guard didn't matter... Everything that outlined his identity was now irrelevant. He knew the fox wouldn't stop... It would make no difference... He just wanted it so badly... He couldn't take it anymore... It didn't matter... His past didn't matter anymore... In Mel'Andrea, he was a fierce warrior and Captain of the Guard. But here, none of that mattered at all... Here, he was nothing.

At that point, Galen felt his will finally shatter like a disturbed crate filled with nitro. It didn't matter anymore. He finally accepted the truth: He was now the fox's slave, and the only way to stop this pleasurable-yet-painful edging was to acknowledge his position...

"Let me cum... Please, I beg you... Please, let me cum..." Galen pleaded and whimpered as the fox squeezed his meat again to kill Galen's orgasm, as the lion finally spoke the word, "...Master."

"Say it again," Egad taunted with a satisfied devilish grin as he began stroking the lion's big meat again and didn't stop. "...MASTER!!" Galen roared and the fox finally let him reach his climax, Galen throwing his head back as his heart beat like a drum, the energy surging out of him as his throbbing cock shot out stream after stream of his warm sticky semen, splattering over the fox's chest as the lion's body trembled as he came. Galen came for a solid two minutes before he stopped, relishing every moment of his release with relief and satisfaction.

"Ooh... aah..." The lion panted as he gasped with relief, his orgasm dying down and being replaced with an intense afterglow. It was finally over, and Galen felt ease and relief, his head hanging down in euphoric exhaustion. Galen's body went limp, even his legs buckled beneath him as he tried to catch his breath, the ropes being the only thing holding his body up. For a moment, the two stood there in silence, Nob looking up at Galen while he wiped some of the cum that had covered his face and maw, trying to read the lion's thoughts through his body language, looking him over, watching him continue to pant and catch his breath.

Finally, Galen raised his head slightly to look at Nob, still catching his breath. The fox then saw what he was looking for in the lion's eyes: The fire of defiance had burned itself out. There was no more resistance, no more malice. Nob had a feeling he had finally broken Galen in... After two years of solid conditioning, he had broken him in, but was still unsure. Until Galen managed to speak again:

"Master... I am yours... I belong to you, and no one else." Galen said, pledging his loyalty, continuing to pant from a combination of exhaustion and relief.

Those words were all Egad Nob needed to hear. "Good." He crooned with a satisfied grin, starting to climb up the web of rope again. Once he was near Galen's head, he got out a small bottle filled with liquid, and a rag. "You know, at first I was just going to send you off to auction after you broke... But now that I know you have pledged yourself in service to me, that plan has changed." Nob then poured some of the fluid into the rag and resealed the bottle. "So yes: I will keep you, Galen, and allow you to serve me."

Nob then covered Galen's mouth and nose with the rag. Galen let out a loud moan of surprise, which quickly faded as he inhaled the fumes of the chloroform. The lion started to lose consciousness again, the world blurring in his vision as it faded out.

"Oh, I am going to have so much fun with you... My Galen..." Egad Nob whispered in Galen's ear before he went under, nuzzling the lion. "So much fun, indeed."

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Later that evening...

Amon Fulbringer gently set the unconscious lion onto the large, over-sized bed in Master Egad's room. Egad had already gifted Galen with his slave manacles, though he had not given him his collar and outfit yet, and the former warrior rat who was the head of Egad's dungeon couldn't figure out why...

Amon brushed the thought aside, attaching the metal, semi-elastic cables from the floor at the base of the bed and from the wall at the headboard to Galen's manacles, careful not to move his body too much or too sudden as Galen was rendered spread-eagled on the bed. Even though Galen was sedated with chloroform, Amon knew better than to take chances.

That, and he took his time to make sure Galen was secure, as he didn't want him harming Master if he had not fully submitted to conditioning. Also, Master Egad was under a lot of stress the past couple of days due to a constant feud over the years with his brother that they had been having, and he did not want this new initiate to add onto it. Even now, he could hear master on his smartphone in another debate with his brother on speaker as he sat at his desk in the room as he finished securing Galen, Egad still in his dungeon attire.

"Ryan, quit being a fool!" Cailus argued, using his Master's birth name. "This is not just a good opportunity four our companies, but a chance for us as brothers to unite! We could not just combine our companies, but our powers of magic as well! Don't you understand?! This is everything! If we do this, we can be actual kings of this galaxy, rather than just live like them-"

"Again, you are missing the point, Cailus!" Egad snapped. "I already have enough of a fulfilling life, and I don't want to rule the galaxy as a king! Especially not in the way you are insinuating! All I've wanted for the galaxy is peace and cooperation with one another, with no more war! Which I may add, you have not done a thing to promote! The majority of your companies are weapon manufacturers and R&D labs!! Some have even put in plans for new WMDs, ranging from planetary biogenic superbombs to interplanetary ballistic nuclear warheads!! For crying out loud, Cailus! Isn't there enough death, destruction, and violence in the galaxy as it is?!?!"

"Again Ryan, Quit being a fool! You are letting your childish naivety cloud your judgement and logic!" Cailus snapped. "I still can't believe you are still letting Professor Mieze's death from that terrorist missile strike one year ago influence your decisions! Like it or not, weapons are a necessary commodity! They will always be a necessary commodity! Quit acting like such a child and grow up! This is too good of an opportunity to just pass up on! Combined, we would own eighty percent of all the businesses and industries in the galaxy, and with our magic, no one could ever tell us what to do! Everything would belong to us! Even the Galactic Coalition of Governments would think twice before crossing us! I will not just let you throw this away, Ryan!! Join with me in this coalition, as brothers and family, or stay on your own and be considered one of my enemies... The choice is yours."

Egad paused before speaking again. "...If that's the way it has to be, Cailus, then so be it. I'm not joining my companies with yours. Not now, not ever. Don't think of trying to force me into this, either. I have already sent my RSVP to this arrangement meetup on Earth you setup and have flatly declined. I have also notified the other chairmen representing the other companies of this in advance as well. Do not call me back after this, or text, or write... I do not want to have any more communication with you after this. I am done with this game, Cailus. I am sick and tired of this feud, and I won't add any more fuel to its fire. This is the last you are going to hear from me... I hope that someday, you will realize the error of your ways. Farewell, brother..."

Egad hung up the phone afterwards and shut it off. Amon walked up behind Egad, his hands behind his back as he stood tall with a sad expression.

"Master... I'm sorry. I don't know what I can say that will help heal this wound..." Amon said. "All I can do is comfort you the best I can-"

"Amon, don't worry about it." Egad said, turning to face the tall rat. "It can't be helped, I guess. Cailus is going to be Cailus, and until he decides to change, I can't do anything about it. Also, don't apologize, this was not your fault..." Egad started sobbing after that last word. Amon quickly walked up, knelt, and pulled Egad into a warm embrace as he broke down. Cailus was the only member of his family left alive. They were both the last members of the Foxmoore line, and Amon could see it pained his master that his brother couldn't see things in a kinder light.

After a few minutes of this quiet breakdown, Egad got control of his sadness. He nuzzled Amon lovingly. "...Thank you for being here, Amon. I appreciate it so much."

"That's one of the reasons I am in your service, Master." Amon replied.

Egad nodded. "...Anyway, it's starting to get late. You had better get to the slave quarters and get to bed with Zarch, Chaos, and Hatred. You will need your rest for another day. Don't worry about me, I will be fine."

"Very well, Master." Amon said, he and Egad standing up. "Just let me and the others in the Elite Gallery know if you need anything. We are all a mere bell ring away."

"Will do." Egad said, slightly smiling.

Amon bowed in respect, and walked out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind him. Egad then walked over to the bed, blowing out the lit candle on the nightstand and laid down, pulling the sheet and blankets around him and Galen. The bedding went up slightly above Galen's waist and Egad's lower chest.

Once they were covered and warm, Egad snuggled against Galen. He shut his eyes, doing his best to put the argument in the back of his mind as he went to sleep.