Mark 2
Chapter 2
Adjust in the morning
Mark lifted his arms over his head and stretched his body out on the
comfortable bed, swallowing the sleepy feeling in his mouth. He moved his paw under his chin as he opened his eyes, trying to untangle the sheet from around his neck. When he felt leather under his pads instead of fabric his eyes opened wide and he quickly looked down, unconsciously trying to see the collar. Naturally he couldn't, but he could see the two pairs of footpaws pushed into his chest and bellyfur. He'd slept across the bottom of the bed.
With a half yelp he moved away and fell with a muffled thud off the bottom of the bed, waking the husky. Alex sat up and blinked in the morning light, his tongue unrolling in a yawn before his eyes found the wolf and he grinned at him. "Well hello cuty, how did you sleep?"
The casual way he asked the question made Mark feel even more off balance and he blinked over the edge of the bed up at the smaller canine, his ears splayed out as he tried to get his brain to process what happened last night and figure out how he should act. He'd been humiliated and mounted, claimed like a fire hydrant, had to lick his own spunk off another male's footpaw and he'd had to sleep at the feet of two dogs, reeking of their seed, his fur yellow from their marking, and smelling like a bitch... and he was slightly disturbed to find that thinking about it made him kinda aroused. But to hear Alex's voice casually asking how he slept was so far from what he'd expected all he could do was stare at him from where he was sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed.
Alex didn't seem to mind and leaned over the other dog, nuzzling his sleeping face to wake him. The sides of Sam's muzzle lifted in a sleepy smile as he opened his eyes and looked up at the husky above him, lifting his head until their lips met to kiss him tenderly. And still Mark could only stare, feeling dazed. The two dog's continued to kiss for a few moments before Alex pulled back and looked down at Mark again. Sam's eyes quickly followed and his tail lifted the covers as he wagged. "I see our pet's awake." He stretched then propped a second pillow behind his back. Noticing that Mark still hadn't moved he cocked his head in a quizical look. "Why are you on the floor, pup?"
Mark had finally started to recover himself and tried to formulate a reply, clearing his throat nervously, "Uh, I was a bit surprised this morning and fell out of bed." It wasn't much of a response, but it was all he could manage.
Sam chuckled and beckoned with a paw, "Well get on the bed again." He grinned, "I'll even let you come up here to snuggle!" The way he said it made Mark's hackles rise. He was talking to him like he was a... well, a dog. A non-anthro dog anyway. His ears splayed and he shook his head.
"I'm fine where I am, thanks!" His voice was underlaid with a low growl, clearly showing his annoyance. Sam's eyes narrowed and when he responded his voice was much less friendly, looking challengingly into the wolf's eyes.
"No, you're not fine where you are, you're going to come here right now! You promised to be our pet. Now come here like an obedient pet or I'll have to discipline you!"
Mark was silent for several moments, thoughts chasing themselves through his head like a dog after it's own tail. He remembered his promise from the night before, but did it really count? He wanted to think it didn't; but he hadn't been forced. He'd been nearly out of his mind with lust, but he had still given his word. Did a promise like that really 'count'? He looked at the slightly scowling malamute and wanted to do as he said, he was handsome; and he knew he was very strong from the way he'd effortlessly carried the wolf last night. And for some reason he simply didn't want the other male to be mad at him. His pride made him pause at being chastised and called to heel like a naught puppy. But in the end he somewhat reluctantly padded around the end of the bed and stood next to the malamute.
Sam's scowl faded and he reached out, his paw going to Mark's rump and pulling him forward onto the bed. The malamute rolled the wolf over him until Mark was lying between the two dogs, Sam's grin returning as he did. It actually felt nice to feel Alex wrap his paws around him from behind and nuzzle his scruff as Sam nuzzled between his ears. He felt safe and wanted.
The three canines lay together, letting the morning lazily pass, the air outside the cabin warming as the sun rose higher. Mark found himself lying on his back, his belly being rubbed by the slightly smaller husky, letting his thoughts drift. After a while he felt the paw move lower and ghost lightly over his sheath. He shivered a bit and murred, closing his eyes. The bed shifted as Alex moved and a few moments later he felt the bed give on either side of him and a light touch on the end of his sheath. Opening his eyes he saw that Alex had straddled his hips facing the other way, and the touch on his sheath was the tip of the other male's shaft. At first the significance didn't sink in, but then he tensed up and whimpered, trying to
shift his weight away. He didn't realize that Sam was watching until the malamute growled and lightly swatted the top of his muzzle with a pawpad, "Stay!" he growled.
Mark swallowed hard and looked down his belly to see the husky's curved tail wagging slowly over his rump, his white furred sac hanging below as he positioned himself. Slowly he began pushing his maleness into Mark's sensitive sheath. The wolf's hand and footpaws clenched up at the foreign sensation, shivering under the other canine. He felt the alternating warm then cold current of Sam breath blowing into his ear, "Try not to get hard wolf, it'd really stretch your sheath and make it uncomfortable for you."
Mark nodded silently, knowing that the dog was right. His sheath was elastic enough to snugly hold his maleness whether he was soft or completely hard, but he didn't want to see if it could take two fully aroused cocks at once. So he concentrated on trying to control his own arousal as the dog's penis pushed further into his masculinity.
It was one thing to give another male a blowjob, or even to feel another male mounting his rump. His upbringing made him feel ashamed to be playing the role of a bitch for another male at all, but it felt good and he secretly enjoyed it. This was worse. To feel the part of his body that made him a male being penetrated and used to satisfy another male's lust made him feel like even more of a bitch than he did before. And even worse - he was letting it happen. And it was exciting him. Closing his eyes tightly he tried not to think about the sensations, but he couldn't help it.
Sam gripped his collar in his jaws and gave it a few tugs, smirking at how excited the wolf's scent was getting. A moment later Mark's nose caught the scent of aroused malamute and he opened his eyes to see Sam straddle his chest, moving his large dog paws to lift his head and press Mark's lupine nose against his sheath. "Hehe, this should seem familiar pup. All Alex could talk about on the drive here was how great your mouth felt around his cock. I think it's time I felt how good our new fuckpuppy is at giving head"
He smirked down at the wolf and humped his shaft along Mark's muzzle a few times. The wolf whimpered softly and opened his mouth, having to move his muzzle into position so the next thrust pushed the dog's shaft into his mouth.
The lupine's whimper was more from knowing it would arouse him further to suck off the dog than because he didn't want to. Despite his efforts he found he was right and only the pressure of the husky's cock pressing against his maleness kept it from swelling in his sheath, but as the taste on his tongue got stronger it wasn't enough and his sheath had to start stretching. Mark tried to focus on sucking his cheeks in and getting a breath when he could around the large maleness in his mouth, but after another few minutes the pressure in his sheath was starting to get uncomfortable and he whined softly through his nose.
Alex's grin was hidden from the wolf, but eventually the husky had pity on the poor wolf and pulled his cock out of Mark's stretched sheath, turning around to nuzzle Sam's ears "Hmmm, I think our puppy is getting a little too excited to keep docking for now. How 'bout we let him roll over so I can give his rump a try?" Sam nodded and pulled out, swinging his leg over the wolf's chest to free him as Alex pointed at the floor by the bed. "Good boy! Present yourself like a good bitch and I'll let you cum too!"
Mark's ears went back at Alex talking to Sam about mounting HIM, as if he didn't have a say in it. And being told to present himself was just too humiliating. But his arousal asserted itself, and he found himself getting off the bed and onto all fours. Alex laughed softly at the quick response and knelt between Mark's footpaws, leaning over his back and nibbling his neck as he guided himself under the wolf's tail. Mark felt the moist poke from the hard tip under his tail and bit his lower lip, seeing a pair of large white paws pad into his field of view
Sam knelt in front of him and lifted his chin to rub his dribbling tip through Mark's facefur. Alex wasn't rough about it, but neither did he take it slowly, forcing his entire length inside the wolf's tight rump with one drawn out thrust. The lupine's mouth opened in a whimpering moan as he was penetrated for the second time. Sam grinned at the husky over the wolf, taking advantage of his open muzzle by sliding his slick shaft back over Mark's tongue.
When Mark felt Alex start to give him a reach around, he didn't care that he was being used as a bitch by two dogs at once. All he wanted was to feel more of that paw stroking him. He couldn't thrust with Alex's shaft firmly in his tailhole, but luckily for the wolf Alex didn't tease and began to stroke him in time to his thrusting. The dog's eyes met over the wolf and they smirked knowingly as they both began to take the wolf, thrusting steadily into him.
When one of the dogs got close to climaxing they would stop for a few
moments and start again, smelling the wolf's scent and listening to the whimpers coming from around the malamute's knot. With practiced timing they let their own pleasure build at the same pace. When they decided it was time their eyes met again and both of their shafts slid fully into the warmth of the wolf's body. Mark gasped through his nose at the stretching of his tight tailring as he felt a knot enter him for the first time.
Before he'd even adjusted to the stretching, Mark felt the thick warm
splashes of Sam's doggy cum on his tongue and the sticky wetness of the husky on his back climaxing in him. An instant later the salty taste of malamute jizz filled his mouth. His throat instinctively worked, gulping down Sam's load to clear his mouth. The grinding of the husky's knot on his prostate and the wetness of the semen spurting into his rump made his hips thrust at the now still paw. The increased tugging Alex's of knot over his prostate only intensified his need to climax, but he couldn't get enough friction with Alex's paw frozen in place .
Mark was left hanging on the edge of orgasm, his ears filled with the
growling grunts of the ejaculating dogs, letting out a soft whimper between gulps. When both males were done using him the husky started moving his paw on Mark's shaft again to the frustrated lupine's relief, and half a minute later he felt his pleasure building quickly. His tailhole tightening on Alex's length and his furry sac tightening up let the dog know he was close. Just as Mark started to peak he felt his rump stretching even more, wetness spreading inside him. Alex was releasing his bladder into him as he released his seed. The wolf let out a soft whimper in response, feeling the dog pissing inside him all through his orgasm.
When his climax was finally over he realized that two male dogs were tied in him, his ears going pink even through the fur at the thought. His blush didn't escape the dogs who chuckled and tugged at their knots inside him just to feel the tie. Sam gripped his ears and gave them a couple of affectionate tugs, his thickly furred tail wagging behind him. "Such a good bitch, and so easily trained! From a virgin to a slutpuppy in one day!"
Mark's eyes widened, his lost virginity not having crossed his mind since waking up. Knowing that it was true and hearing someone say it like that would make him feel embarrassed; but saying it while between two dogs who had just humped him as the husky wiped the wolf's own spunk off his paw with Mark's chestfur made the wolf feel humiliated, his ears going flat. He closed his eyes tightly and let out another whimper around his muzzleful of malamute cock, his distress audible.
The husky chuckled and leanded over his back, nipping lightly at his scruff a couple of times before moving his muzzle to the wolf's ear. "Stop that puppy, you loved it and so did we! If we really thought it was a bad thing for you to be our bitch we wouldn't have our knots firmly embedded inside you right now!" He grinned and slipped his tongue into the wolf's ear, tickling the sensitive fur on the inside and making the canine squirm under him.
Sam looked down his belly into the wolf's face, Mark's eyes just barely able to meet his with his muzzle held in place. "That's right, we're glad you're our cute little hump-toy!" Mark's growl in response got him a swat on the nose. "If you're not a good puppy we'll make you beg to get off next time!"
He chuckled and rested a dog paw possessively on top of the wolf's head between his ears and looked at the other dog. "Hmmm, maybe we should make him beg anyway."
Alex smirked a bit in response, but shook his head and gave Mark's neck a lick. "Nah, not if he's a good boy. We're still training him and we want our puppy to learn to enjoy making us feel good. Not that it's hard with a rump like his and that cute muzzle." Mark wasn't enjoying being talked about as if he wasn't there and tried to pull his muzzle off Sam's knot without success. Not that he knew what to say anyway.
After a few minutes Mark felt the malamute knot getting smaller and sighed in relief, looking forward to closing his aching jaws. When it was finally small enough to pull out the dog held his face in place with a grip on his ears and wiped the saliva and seed from his cock off on the wolf's cheek and muzzle fur. Mark made a face, but knew better than to growl now. At least he could close his mouth.
The pressure in his rump was also getting uncomfortable, but he hoped that in a moment that would be gone too. Until Alex nuzzled his ear, slowly and carefully beginning to pull out, though his paws kept hold of his hips "Such a good pup, now don't leak sweety. You don't want to clean up an accident do you?"
The wolf's eyes widened and he bit his lower lip, shaking his head in
response. He had thought that it was hard to endure being so full when Alex's knot was inside him, but now that his stretched tailhole had to hold it in without any help it was much more difficult. As soon as the husky was off his back the wolf scrambled to his feet and awkwardly hurried down the stairs and into the bathroom.
When Mark emerged several minutes later he found the two dogs engaged in an almost idyllic domestic scene, the husky putting on coffee while the malamute scrambled some eggs. The scent of the food hit the lupine's nose with an almost physical force and his stomach let him know that it was very empty. He hadn't had any food since his lunch yesterday and he'd worked out, been yiffed several times and slept the night without any fuel.
Padding into the kitchen he chewed his lower lip, not sure what to do with himself. The husky glanced over at him and smiled, pointing at the table.
"Have a seat pup." When Mark started to pull out a chair the malamute quickly barked, "On the floor woof, don't want you getting the chair all dirty!"
Despite the sharpness of the command the dog was smiling. With a soft sigh the wolf sat down and crossed his legs. After dishing the eggs onto a plate the malamute cooked a couple of strips of bacon for each canine as Alex started pouring coffee into two mugs. Mark assumed that he wasn't going to get any coffee, which was a shame since it smelled rather good, but he was far more interested in the eggs and bacon.
He found he was wrong however, when he noticed Alex pouring coffee into a small metal bowl. He didn't understand why he was putting it in a bowl until Sam put bacon and scrambled eggs onto two plates and in one bowl. The dogs sat down at the table by Mark and put the two bowles on the floor between them and started to eat. At first Mark just looked at the bowls, then he growled softly.
Sam looked down at him and smirked, "Don't you want your food puppy?"
The indignant lupine shook his head, "Not like that I don't!"
Sam suddenly pushed Mark forward hard enough to push the lupine over his crossed legs, his muzzle smacking stingingly on the floor as he ended up on his belly. Kneeling behind him Sam put his paws on Mark's hips and lifted him onto all fours.
The wolf was still sore from taking a knot for the first time and whined softly at the thought of his tailhole taking another yiffing. He felt a paw gripping his sheath and pulling it back as he realized with relief that Sam wasn't aroused and had only pushed his sheath under Mark's tail. Under the dog's skilled manipulations the wolf was soon panting softly and instinctively thrusting into his paw. Alex smirked as he watched the wolf's eyes glaze and his tongue loll out. Mark didn't notice him nudging the bowl of food under him.
Within only a couple of minutes Mark felt Sam's jaws close on the back of his neck and his paw suddenly grip his knot, the wolf's instincts telling him he'd tied. He didn't care that the dog's other paw let go of his hips. When he felt something warm and moist cover his shaft he let out a sharp growl of pleasure and felt his seed pulsing up his shaft as he climaxed.
After an amazing orgasm the wolf opened his eyes slowly, his tongue lolling out in a grin. His shaft was still surrounded with warmth, but it took him a minute to realize that it was clearly not a paw. He looked down and blinked, his brain trying to understand what he was seeing. Sam's paw was holding a metal bowl up to his crotch. His muzzle opened to say something but he finally figured out that he'd just blown his load in his eggs.
Sam pulled the bowl away and put it next to the bowl of coffee, getting off of Mark's back and again sitting at the table. He calmly picked up his fork and looked down at Mark. "There, you didn't want your eggs like they were so I decided to be nice and help you out!" He smirked widely and his tail wiggled in the chair next to him, wagging.
Looking down at his now violated food the wolf's ears went back and he made a face. "No thanks!" He got a stinging smack on the nose for that and Sam growled down at him.
"If you don't eat your food like a good puppy you'll have to be punished. Harshly. And you really won't like it, I promise you."
Mark swallowed and looked up at the unyielding expression on the malamute's face and shivered a little, wondering what a harsh punishment would be if he hadn't experienced one. He looked hopefully over at the husky, but his expression was just as implacable.
The wolf lowered his eyes to his food bowl again, staring at it. After building up his nerve he lowered his muzzle and reluctantly took a bite of his eggs into his muzzle and chewed. He shuddered at the taste, the texture of the eggs making it even worse. When he took another bite the two dogs relaxed and began eating.
After they had finished eating and made Mark lick his bowl clean the dogs went upstairs and began getting dressed. Not sure what he should do the wolf waited, hoping that they would hand him some clothes he could use as his were still in his locker at the gym. When he saw Alex buttoning up his shirt he realized they weren't going to and asked.
"Um, can I borrow some of your clothes Alex?" The husky perked his ears and looked up at the wolf, cocking his head to the side.
"What for pup?"
Mark blinked, "Well, because I don't have any. My clothes are all at the gym!" The dog grinned at him and shook his head.
"Sorry pup, even if they fit I wouldn't. Pets don't wear clothing. It'd be a shame to cover that cute rump of yours anyway." Sam's ears were swiveled toward the two canines and he suddenly grinned, looking at the wolf. "You want something to wear on the way to the hot springs?"
Mark nodded at that and wagged his tail hopefully. Sam smirked and walked to the closet, pulling out five black strips of leather, metal glinting off their buckles and D-rings. Sam padded over and told Mark to hold out his wrists. He hesitated, but after only a moment he obeyed. The dog quickly wrapped two of them around his wrists, buckling them on then snapping small chrome locks to make
it impossible for the wolf to remove them. He knew better than to try to get away, though he wanted to, as the dog knelt and locked matching leather cuffs around his ankles. The last cuff was made of stiffened leather with a sharp bend in it. He didn't know what it was for until the dog moved behind him and he felt his tail being lifted and the leather snuggling closing around it, followed by the click of another small lock. He quickly realized that the bend in the cuff made it impossible for him to move his tail lower than about 45 degrees over his rump.
"Hey, this is not what I meant! I wanted clothing, something to give me a little privacy, not these stupid cuffs!" With an effort he kept from growling, but the dog just smiled at him and shrugged, going back to putting on his own clothing. Mark padded after him, "Please take these off..."
The wolf kept his eyes down, hoping to please the dog enough that he'd do what he asked. Sam smiled at the submissive posture and reached up to rub the wolf's chestfur, but just shook his head again.
"C'mon! Please! I don't want anyone to see me in these, naked was bad enough!"
"No! You asked for something to wear. Now be happy you got it and leave it at that pup!"
Mark didn't want to leave it at that. "But I don't want to wear these! Please take them off! Please!"
Sam huffed a deep breath and flicked his ears back. Standing quickly the malamute pointed at the floor next to him and barked, "Heel!" Hoping that he'd have the cuffs taken off, Mark quickly padded over
to stand next to the malamute. "On your paws and knees pet!"
Sighing under his breath Mark obeyed. With a moment's hesitation he followed along at Sam's heel as he walked to the closet again. Sam reached in and got something. Moving quickly before Mark could recognize what it was he slipped it over his muzzle and pulled into place, buckling and locking it like the rest. By the time the wolf knew what was happening he found himself muzzled.
This was too much. To be muzzled like an animal and told to crawl at heel pushed the wolf's pride too much. He stood up and reached behind his neck, trying to tear the humiliating thing from his face, but the leather was thick and wouldn't give a fraction of an inch. His angry growl was muffled by the muzzle, turning his back on the dogs and walking angrily to the door. But before he had passed the threshold he felt a sudden hard tug at his collar and fell back into the room.
He wasn't as strong as the powerful malamute alone and with 2 dog gripping both his paws he couldn't break free. They dragged him to the bed and clipped chains to the d-rings in his cuffs, leaving him spread eagle on the bed. The wolf continued to struggle angrily against his bonds until he heard a loud clap, followed a milisecond later by a sharp pain from his rump. He yelped into the muzzle and his tail instinctively tried to lower to cover his rump, but the cuff kept it held high. Again his rump was smacked but he was ready for it and didn't want to give them the satisfaction of him yelping again. His determined silence only lasted for another half dozen painful claps before he couldn't hold back a whimper. When he didn't think
he could take any more on one cheek, the malamute switched to the other until it was just as painful. If felt like his rump was on fire as the doubled up belt was brought against his rear over and over. The worst was when it hit right over his tailhole. Despite his determination he felt tears start to make tracks down his muzzle and he couldn't hold back his yelping.
Alex was standing at the side of the bed and saw the wolf's tears. He let the other dog continue spanking him for another couple of minutes before speaking. "I think he's had enough now." He knelt next to the bed and moved his face in front of Mark's. "Will you be a good pup now?" Mark whimpered and nodded quickly, his eyes still wet from the burning under his tail. Three more smacks lit on his rump, one in each area before Sam came around and joined Alex, staring hard into the wolf's eyes. "You won't give us any
more trouble?" Mark nodded again, meeting the dog's eyes with his own for a few moments to show he was listening, then looked submissively away. Sam kissed his nose softly. "You promised once before. Will I have to punish you again pet?" Mark shook his head vigorously.
Finally satisfied the malamute nodded and the dogs released his cuffs from the chains. Sam put his paw possessively on Mark's rump, making the wolf flinch, but he didn't move away. Sam smiled and nuzzled the back of his neck. "Good boy! You're learning!" He got a tube from the closet and sat down on the bed next to the prone wolf again. He squeezed some of the gel onto his paw and then rubbed it on the wolf's tailhole. Mark swallowed hard and whimpered a bit, thinking that he was going to be mounted again, but Sam kept rubbing the cool gel around, working it through the wolf's fur onto his stinging skin. Within moments the burning lessened greatly and the wolf whimpered, this time in grateful relief. His rump still stung, but it was bearable now with the gel. "See? Good pets are rewarded." Mark nodded and reached a paw up to wipe his muzzle dry.
The dogs let the wolf recover on the bed for a few minutes before tugging his collar lightly. "Time to go pup" Alex's voice was playful again and Mark nodded, standing up gingerly and finding that only a slight burning remained. He followed the dog downstairs and saw Sam holding a picnic basket with a pack on his back. Alex picked up his pack from next to the door and slung it over his back. Mark looked around for what he was supposed to carry, but Sam stepped up and pulled him close, putting his nose on the lupine's.
"You're our pet wuffy. Pets don't wear clothing, but they don't
have to carry a pack either. Being our puppy isn't all bad!" he smiled and licked Mark's cheek, holding him close. He nuzzled his ear and whispered. "I didn't want to punish you, pet. But you were being bad. Do you understand?"
Mark wasn't sure himself if he accepted that or not. He nodded his head though, and Sam's happy expression did make him feel good. Wearing nothing but leather cuffs, collar and muzzle Mark followed the dogs out the door and down the path toward the hot springs.