Chapter 4

Initiation

Breakfast went by happily, without a hitch, everyone showing good tables manners and consideration. It almost was like they weren't pleasure slaves at all: More like adorned nobility in a righteous and grand kingdom of their own.

Galen, while having regular conversation with the others of the Elite Gallery when he didn't have food in his mouth, quickly was introduced to everyone and learned a bit about their personalities, while he shared his own...

The black and grey wolf with the horns and orange eyes was named Zarch. Even more surprising, Galen found out that Zarch was no ordinary wolf: He had demon blood flowing through him, though he did not let this fact affect him, his duties and devotions to Master Egad, nor did he let that fact bring him down or get in the way of his relationships with the other members. Zarch just viewed his "gifts" as he referred to them, as having a greatly heightened advantage over most mortals in strength, willpower, and endurance. Zarch admitted, Master Egad had a very difficult time breaking him in due to this fact, which he felt ashamed of after the warm welcome he received into the coven. But he was able to work through the shame and accept his role with help from their master. Now, he enjoyed his role in the coven, and strove to give Master Egad everything he could in his power to pleasure him and make him feel happiness.

The two other wolves, Hatred and Chaos, were Zarch's sons, born long before they were pleasure slaves of their master. Hatred, himself, explained his very dark background before coming into servitude of Master Egad. Before he was captured, Hatred was a power-hungry, violent, and savage lunatic who only sought to gain as much power as he could, demonic or otherwise regardless of the consequences or who got hurt. After being captured by Egad Nob, broken in, and pledging his own servitude, Hatred had realized the error of his ways, and learned just how close he had come to crossing a fine line that would have rendered him forever alone, cut off from anyone and everyone. Hatred himself, admitted if Egad had not captured him when he did, he would not be who he was today, A total invert of his name. A devoted, caring, and kind-hearted lover to his master and coven, albeit with some very unique kinks of his own. Hatred openly admitted that, despite the way he appeared to be a dominant, he was actually submissive. That, and he loved having his dick and balls milked, albeit by hand or machine.

Chaos, the younger of Zarch's sons, seemed a bit shy to speak to Galen at first, unsure of how the lion would think of him. But after Galen reassured Chaos that he was easy-going and always made it a point to a tee not to judge someone no matter what, Chaos opened up to the lion. Chaos, before coming into Egad's service, was a very angry and emotional demon hunter who had thought all his life that his mother, and Zarch's wife, had been murdered by Hatred when he was young, and that Hatred had kidnapped him and taken him far away from home in an attempt to break up the family. Due to that, he and Hatred fought a lot on the battlefield before they were captured and broken in. Though a short time before they were caught, Chaos learned who had really killed his mother, and it wasn't Hatred. Before being captured, Chaos had hunted down the real perp who killed his mother, and slayed him in order to not only complete his cycle of vengeance, but also to make sure that what happened to him wouldn't happen to anyone else. Despite this, he and Hatred would continue to battle until being captured. After they were broken in and welcomed into the Elite Gallery, Chaos and Hatred were finally able to reconcile with each other and focused their attention on bringing their master and his coven euphoria, pleasure, and happiness. Though both brothers admitted they still had a rivalry, it was now incredibly toned down from what is once was. It was also now more like a friendly competition between the two of them; A lewd, sexy, kink-driven game to see who could give the most euphoric, breathless, kinky, and stickiest experiences not just to the master, but to all the members of the coven.

The meal went by as normal, with all the members of the coven openly discussing their favorite kinks and most lewd adventures they could remember as of late, along with discussing possible future fantasy situations. Most of these future fantasies, of course, were mainly centered around Galen, whose obvious physique and revealing outfit had caught everyone's attention since he had walked into the dining hall. Hatred admitted to Galen that his body was "A true and solid, dedicated work of art and craftsmanship," and brought up a fantasy of him being milked via machine strokers with Galen by the Master, the duo strapped down to bondage tables. Galen, though his face was red with bashfulness from this lewd statement, didn't cease smiling. To be honest, he admitted he could imagine that happening.

More kinks and fantasies were revealed as the meal went on; Zarch, despite having the most dominant personality of the entire coven, savored riding his lovers to their climaxes, cowboy-style, and even said he enjoyed someone riding him the same way just as much.

Amon also had a few favorite kinks of his own he enjoyed when not managing the dungeon. He was a dominant, like Zarch though not as extreme. Along with that, Amon loved providing anal penetration, especially giving it from behind the one who was on the receiving end, his burly arms wrapped around his lover as he caressed their bodies with his hands, looking for possible pleasure hotspots that would only add to the rapturous ministrations he loved providing, whether they were laying down or standing up.

Even Chaos, who was usually the quiet one, expressed some of his kinks and fantasies: Chaos revealed that he loved height and muscle mass differences, especially if he was the one with the disadvantage in the situation. He also enjoyed muscle worship, especially with a male's burly pecs and hard nipples. Chaos, though timid at first, openly admitted to Galen that he would love to try and explore that certain kink with the lion, if given the chance.

Master Egad also stated that once breakfast was over, he wanted the members of the gallery to meet at his bed chambers, Galen included. Now everyone in the gallery had something to look forward to after the meal.

Eventually, breakfast ended with everyone sated and nourished. After everyone had taken care of their dishes and washed up, they went about their business in the castle. Galen, after being quickly shown around a few areas the slaves could roam about in, ended up walking up back to Master Egad's chambers, with Zarch, Chaos, Hatred, and Amon at his sides. All of them were filled with excitement and wonder of what the master had called upon them for...

When they got to the master's door, Galen gave a gentle knock on the door. "Master Egad, it's Galen..." The lion said with a bit of shyness. "I am here with the rest of the gallery."

"Oh! Lovely, all of you are right on time!" Master Egad called through the door happily. "Come on in, the door's unlocked!"

Once everyone had stepped through the door and was standing in the room, they saw Master Nob, dressed in some fresh, clean dungeon attire that was colored white instead of black, minus his usual hood. Master Egad was giving off a lustful, libidinous smile, several bottles of lube standing up behind him on a table.

"I'm happy all of you are here." Master Nob spoke. "As I said in the dining hall, today is a joyous occasion. For now, it is time to properly initiate you into the coven, my dear Galen. Today, you will officially become one of us."

Galen's excitement and happiness skyrocketed. "Really? That's great, Master! How will we do this? What do you have planned?"

Master Egad walked forward, running his hand across Galen's abdominals lovingly. "It's actually a very simple ritual, and after seeing how you handled the session this morning, I think you will enjoy it immensely. Everyone who becomes a part of the gallery goes through it: All the slaves in the gallery meet, including the new initiate. There, the stage is set for the initiation. The gallery will have an orgy, with the new initiate being the center of attention. You will be bound to the bed, as you will not be allowed to move at all. Your soon to be coven brothers will then pleasure you to unimaginable levels...Yet you won't be allowed to cum," he motioned to the collar around Galen's neck. "That will prevent you from doing so, until I decide otherwise. Once it is turned off, that's when you, my dear Galen, must show your strength and willpower to us all; You must hold yourself back from release as long as you possibly can under these ministrations. I will be keeping track of the time that goes by after the collars are disabled, as a record is kept for the coven. The longer you hold back, the more your strength, dedication, and resolve is shown. We shall begin, starting now..." Egad then started a stopwatch, and turned the collars on with a snap of his fingers. A pair of jewels on the collars started to glow slightly, and Galen immediately felt the effects of the collar's magic. The lion started to feel very aroused, along with an unbearable lust starting to build within him. He could feel his cock starting to get hard, straining against the fabric of his thong.

Galen looked around at the others, seeing that they were all in the same boat. All the jewels on their collars started to slightly glow as well, and the lion could see bulges and tents, hiding prominent erections starting to pop out all around. By this point, everyone was now excited, closing in around Galen, touching and rubbing his hard body.

"Oh my!" Zarch exclaimed. "This is going to be so much fun! Oh, Galen... I look forward to showing you things... Things that before you were brought in, you may have not been able to believe..."

"Don't worry, brave lion brother." Hatred spoke. "This will be a grand experience, one that you will carry with you for a lifetime."

"I look forward to this so much, Galen." Chaos added in. "All of us shall give you not just our pleasure, but our love."

Galen started to feel a little nervous again, his face expressing bashfulness. "...I don't know what to say. I'm no virgin, but I've never done anything like this before..."

Amon gently wrapped his arms around Galen from behind him, pulling him into a warm and friendly embrace while slightly grinding the bulge in front of his hips behind his loincloth into Galen's rump, enticing a moan from the lion.

"Don't worry about it, Galen." Amon said, now with genuine care and affection. "All of us have more than enough experience to teach you things and show you the ropes. Now, as Master Egad said, let us begin..."

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The initiation started after everyone had disrobed their waists, bearing their endowments to each other. Then, Galen was guided over to the bed by the other pleasure slaves, being groped, touched, licked, and kissed along the way. Galen was excited and nervous at the same time, pleasured as he was guided to the bed, starting to get drunk off the ministrations. As soon as they were next to the bed, Zarch picked up Galen into his arms, sweeping the lion off his feet. Everyone saw how Galen looked as Zarch held him; he was starting to pant, the pleasure setting in as he started to get an endorphin-induced high. Zarch then carefully laid Galen down on the bed, setting the mighty lion onto his back.

The others, knowing what to do, didn't waste any time. Chaos and Hatred quickly but carefully attached the elastic cables to Galen's manacles around his ankles, while Amon gently took Galen's right arm and attached the elastic cable to the shackle necessary to hold that limb. Zarch, feeling extra kinky and wanting to stimulate Galen as much as he could, took the lion's lips into his own while he attached the elastic cable to shackle his left arm, both kissing deeply as their tongues playfully wrestled in their mouths. Zarch tongue-wrestled with Galen for a solid minute before breaking the kiss. He saw Galen's eyes lit with a lustful fire, his mind set in a delectate gaze as he deeply panted, completely drunk off the pleasure with a lewd smile, his cock standing fully erect and at the ready, pre drooling from the tip.

No one else needed any further cues: Galen was ready.

Amon and Zarch then went and got a bottle of lube each and walked back over to the bed. Zarch covered his fingers on his left hand with the lube, sticking them carefully into his tail hole one at a time as he prepped himself. Amon also prepped himself for what he planned to do to Galen, working up his own cock and slathering it with the lube. Both took on playful, lust-inducing poses while doing this, as Galen watched.

Once both Zarch and Amon were prepped and slicked up, both strode over to the bed. Amon was the first to make his move: He gently lifted Galen part way, being careful not to strain the cables that held him in place. Then, he slid his body underneath Galen, so that the lion was flush on top of him. Amon, keeping his erection worked up, then guided the tip of his dick to Galen's tailhole.

"You ready, my brave lion warrior brother?" The dungeon rat said with a murr, giving Galen's neck a lick.

Galen, still panting, gave his answer, his voice filled with hot lust: "Please, Amon... Show me..."

Amon wasted no time as he slowly, and carefully, started to slide himself inside of the lion. Both groaned out in bliss as they were now joined. Galen feeling how thick the rat is, as Amon moaned at the lion's tightness, yet he was loosened enough to allow easy entry. Amon continued to press his 14-inch cock slowly and steadily, but carefully into Galen's tailhole, being very gentle with the lion. Amon only stopped once the front of his waist was flush with Galen's ass. After that, Amon held himself there, taking his time and letting Galen get used to his size, length, and girth as he let his hands run across Galen's chest and stomach, searching for any other pleasure buttons he could press. He found a few, which included his nipples, and a sensitive spot right above his groin, rubbing and tweaking these areas as Galen's needy cock twitched and throbbed.

Zarch knew this was now the time; He climbed onto the bed next, hovering over Galen's crotch as he looked at the lion's hard endowment. Zarch buried his nose in Galen's crotch, licking the lion's balls and even his taint, gleefully taking in the lion's musk and sent. Once Zarch was done with this, he straddled both Galen and Amon, as he took Galen's cock and guided it towards his tailhole. Zarch then steadily lowered himself onto Galen's shaft, the cock penetrating the demon-wolf as both let out a loud, long moan as Zarch slid the lion's endowment into him, being gentle like Amon. Zarch didn't stop until his ass was sitting on Galen's waist, the lion's cock fully buried in the wolf's tight tailhole. All three of them were panting heavily, sweat breaking out on their bodies, matting down the fur that covered them.

Now it was Chaos and Hatred's turn. They climbed onto the sides of the large, reinforced oversize-bed, settling beside Galen on both sides. The brothers then started to deliver attention to Galen's exposed chest, abs, and neck, as well as his upper arms. Chaos started to lick, nuzzle, suck, and tease Galen's chest, biceps, and now-hardened nipples, exploring the lion's body with one hand, while Hatred started licking, kissing and sucking on Galen's arms and neck, sometimes leaving small hickeys on his neck under his short fur as he also ran one of his hands across Galen's body and arms, both brothers also stroking their own erections. Both succeeded in extracting more sounds of pleasure and glee from the bound lion.

Eventually, fifteen minutes had gone by. Amon, now knowing Galen had grown accustomed to his size, started to slowly pull out and push in, rolling his hips as he slowly started to hump into Galen.

Zarch also began to move, slowly starting to bounce his hips up and down as he started riding Galen, his face set in an erotic blep with his arms behind his head, as he watched Galen receive all the combined pleasure from them. The lion, despite struggling to hold everything together, was unable to keep full control of his body as he was assaulted by pleasure from all sides and angles, moaning out constantly in sexual gratification as he started to playfully squirm in his restraints weakly, his face still set in the lewd, open-mouthed smile as sounds of sexual fulfillment continued to pour out of everyone's throats, flooding the room.

All while this occurred, Master Egad had pulled up one of his light yet well-cushioned chairs, slouching down in it, his hand wrapped around his own erect cock, pleasuring himself with his own strokes. Master Egad fapped as he watched Galen go through the initiation of the other four, as both Zarch and Amon started to regularly increase the speed of their thrusts and bouncing.

Despite the inhibitor collar holding him back from release, Galen had never known he could ever feel this good before... He never had even considered in his life having such a blissful orgy with a group of women, nonetheless the four dedicated males that were feeding him this incredible rapture, all of them now drowning in their heated sexual hedonism... The licking across his chest, abs, and stiffened nipples... the kisses and sucking on his neck and biceps... the wolf-demon riding his rock-hard cock... the rat underneath him, plumbing his tailhole with his thick, long rod that matched his own... The pleasure... the feelings... the contact... the erotic bliss...

Galen's mind could only come to one conclusion though the thick, heated, musky haze: Right now, he had reached Nirvana. He was in heated-sex heaven...

Despite his senses and mind under constant assault from these pleasures, Galen still managed to keep his focus through the thick, hot haze, holding back from release as he heard Master Egad snap his fingers again. The collars turned off, ending the preparation phase. By this point, both Amon and Zarch were going on at a steady speed, causing waves of pleasure to course through Galen. After the collars were turned, however, they gave a lusty grin to each other, as if knowing what they were both going to do...

With that, both Zarch and Amon went all in, jumping the speed of their riding and thrusting into overdrive, going at it with Galen like they were jackrabbits in mating season, all of them letting out louder, sharper moans and cries of pleasure. Zarch's own cock began to steadily start dripping pre on Galen's stomach, pooling in the crevices of his abdominal muscles. Chaos and Hatred, not wasting the opportunity, took turns with their hands, smearing the pre all over Galen's torso, the fur and muscles now giving off a wet shine from the light in the room.

Amon was also in a similar situation, the pre ejaculating from his dick spurting out of Galen's tailhole in slick, sticky pools as he humped, the pre combining with the lube as it pooled down around his hips, waist, and upper thighs, running down to the sheets below that he was laying on.

This only caused Galen to start squirming more, weakly and sluggishly pulling against the elastic cables that tethered him down in playful futility as the nerves in his limbs were scrambled by the pleasure, causing them to go haywire... Galen struggled to keep his release contained and under control, his cheeks a deep shade of pleasured, bashful red, as he continued to show the same drunken smile. Galen continued to moan and mewl his heart out in sexually gratified heat with the rest of the pleasure slaves, sweat starting to drip from their drenched, and dampened furry bodies.

"Oh, Galen!" Zarch cried out, his struggle to hold back his own release becoming a very real issue. "Galen, you mighty king of jungle cats! You are so thick and big! You make me feel so good! You make me feel so good!"

"Oh, damn!" Amon clenched hist teeth, throwing his head back into the pillow while continuing to thrust in rapidly. "Young Muscle Lion, your hole is so tight! I've never been clenched this hard before!"

"Lion brother, your sweat tastes so sweet..." Chaos moaned out as he continued to lick up and down Galen's wet chest, flicking his tongue over one of his nipples.

"Oh, coven brother... you have such hard muscle and slick skin..." Hatred mewled as well, continuing to lick, kiss, and suck various areas of Galen's neck. "You are perfect... oh, so perfect..."

Galen, by this point was unable to control his weak, squirming limbs at all, as they writhed this way and that, his eyes glassed and glazed over by algophilia while he stared at himself and the others in the orgy through a mirror that was attached to the ceiling above the bed. His arms and legs were unable to break the thick elastic cables that held him down. Right now, Galen's body was on a lust-driven auto pilot aside from his ejaculate reflex, and even control over that was slowly starting to fade, as Galen eventually clamped his eyes shut struggling to hold on, wanting to show his master how dedicated he was as he thrusted his hips back and forth, his dick going deeper into Zarch when thrusting forwards, while slamming himself down onto Amo's cock as the rat pounded his tailhole ...

After a while, Master Egad paused to look at the stopwatch, seeing as he had lost track of how much time has passed in the middle of the jubilant, intoxicating atmosphere that had engulfed and covered the room in a heated sexual fog. His mind raced in erotic shock when he saw the current time recorded by the stopwatch: one full hour and fifty-five minutes, and it was still counting! Egad looked at his gallery of pleasure slaves, continuing the ritual on the bed at their sped-up pace... Egad Nob smiled widely in admiration of his new slave! Galen's self-control over his reflexes and libido was incredible! He was coming close to beating Zarch's record time the wolf-demon had set when he went through his initiation: Zarch had held off from release for two hours and thirty minutes straight before he had caved in and let loose!

But right now, Zarch was struggling to hold himself back as he rode Galen for all the lion was worth... The sweat ran from all their bodies, beads of the cooling, salty liquid dripping off them like morning dew, their hearts beating in their chests like war drums. Zarch was getting off so much from Galen's length, thickness, and girth, the lion's dick feeling like it was going past his rectum, and all the way up into his spine, hitting his brain with untold levels of ecstasy and delight. Right now, all Zarch could think about was his own imminent release. Zarch didn't want this to end yet, but his control was quickly slipping... he couldn't hold his load back anymore... he couldn't keep himself contained for much longer...

"Oh, God... Galen... Galen... Yes... Yes, Yes! Yes!!" Zarch the let out a soft, yet delightful wolf howl, throwing his head back into his arms that were behind his head as he finally released his load. The cum squirted out of Zarch's bouncing, knotted canine cock, spraying across Galen's chest and head, along with Amon's head, covering both the lion's and rat's faces in a bukkake-like facial.

Amon, seeing Zarch howl as he blew his load all over both Galen and him, also lost himself in the pleasure. He gripped Galen from around his arms and shoulders with a tight, vigorous grip and bucked his hips up sharply into Galen as they went rigid, Amon releasing his own sticky seed into Galen, raising both the lion and the wolf on top of him several inches off the bed!

Amon's cock went so deep into Galen's tailhole, a good portion of the tip ending up roughly rubbing against Galen's prostate, spiking the lion's pleasure beyond untold levels. By then, it was over...

Galen finally came, his body tensing up as he shot his thick, warm semen into Zarch's anus with a sudden roar, like the sexual-driven lion king he now was! The sight and smell of all the seed alone was enough to drive Chaos and Hatred past the tipping point as well, both brothers letting out their own howls as they shot their own seed from their cocks all over themselves, and everyone on the bed!

Master Egad on reflex, hit the stop button on the stopwatch as soon as he saw Galen roar, his body tensing up in its release, seeing a lot of the lion's cum leak out from Zarch's tailhole and all over the sheets, adding to the wet, sweaty, sticky mess they were all being engulfed in on the bed. The stopwatch read a time of two hours solid.

After what seemed like three minutes solid of watching his gallery pump their seed out of their dicks, and all over each other, it stopped. Amon collapsed on the bed, exhaustion setting in as his muscles burned with fatigue.

Zarch was also in the same boat, collapsing over Galen, his limp, spent body drooping off to one side, leaving Amon and Galen plenty of room to breathe. They all took in and expelled air rapidly, their chests rising and falling as they started to enter in an incredible, buzzing afterglow. Master Egad then, after he had jotted down Galen's time, climbed up on the bed as well, the thin, slender fox nuzzling himself around Galen and Amon's heads. Everyone looked up at their master, seeing the proud, satisfied look on his face, his lips set in a joyous, pleasured smile. "Oh, wow... All of you were absolutely incredible." Egad spoke, giving all his slaves praise for a show well done. "You all put on an incredible show for me and have made me very happy. I'm proud of all of you."

Galen didn't even have the energy to form any words; granted, none of them did. But then again, they didn't need to; the expressions on their faces, along with the satisfied twinkle of the afterglow in their eyes said it all: They were all happy they had put on a show that their master would not forget, as the entire group fell under the blanket of unconsciousness, welcoming a much-needed slumber...