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The Wolf Mistress was laying in bed. She was sleeping... at least she was until she felt the stirring of a certain fox climbing back into bed. Her eyes narrowed in annoyance and...suspicion. She stayed silent, though. When he layed down, she assumed he was asleep after what felt like ten minutes pass. She slowly began moving, disguising her actions with yawns and sluggish movement just in case the fox was still awake.

She sniffed at him. There was a scent of someone else on him, but she couldn't quite place it. It was just an alien smell that wasn't there when they went to bed. She felt as though she misjudged him. It seems he went off and screwed another. She couldn't think who. She got out of bed and walked out of the room in search of the culprit. She sniffed and found the scent of sex was close. She moved down the hall, quicker than she thought she would go.

When she arrived at the garden and stood at the balcony, she looked closely and could see something white behind the jumbled masses of flowers and greenery. She marched around the stairs and towards the middle. The cool night air licked at her body, sending angry chills down through her. She was more on edge than ever. She was getting closer and the butterflies in her stomach flew higher and higher with every step she took towards this white...white...mouse.

She stopped to stare at her brand new maid/pet who was laying on the ground, a smile of blissful happiness showing on his face. His cock was limp with content and his smooth chest rose and fell like a peaceful wave in a beautiful ocean. Dice was blissfully unaware of the world and the events going on around him as he slept. He was also unaware of the enraged wolf mistress standing over him and his bat lover hiding behind a stature far away...watching.

Jerrh woke up. He felt something on his muzzle. It was binding and restraining the natural freedom he would usually wake up to. He shook, trying to shake it and then noticed a muzzle bind was put on him. He couldn't speak or open his mouth. He looked around and found his hands had long chains that ended at the wall behind him. Then he starred at the heavy wood door in front of him as he heard the rusty bolts and gears turn.

He watched sitting on his legs as the Wolf Mistress opened the door. She had a leather bra and a leather skirt that was high enough to show her silver-chain thong. Her eyes were burning. With what...Jerrh didn't exactly know. All he knew is that they made love...he almost shivered in delight at the memory...and then that was it. He couldn't think of what he did to bring out such anger from her. "I'm going to keep you in the 'special' dungeon." She practically spat at him in such an angry tone.

His ears fell against his head. Her expression slanted. "Aww...are you scared?" He couldn't answer and wouldn't because he knew she didn't need one. "Well...you should have thought about the consequences." Of what?, he wanted to know. He had actually shared affection from the deep and personal part of himself, and now she was treating him...like a slave again.

Maybe that was all she wanted. She just wanted a slave to torture...physically and internally. He looked down at the floor, figuring it was true. It was the only thing that made sense. "Yes, go ahead. Get angry, pretend like you did nothing. Pretend like you didn't betray the special bond...that I made with you..." He looked back up, finding this torture unbearable. "You think you're sorry..." Her words were quiet, but daggers danced on her tongue when she said it. "You don't know sorry...not yet."

Her hand lifted, held out as if expecting to be given something. The chains attached to the wall detached and the chains jingled as they flew to her expecting hand. As soon she balled up that hand, she turned and walked away and dragged Jerrh. They moved down the torch lit hallway. He noticed this hallway. It was the scary dungeon in which he ran from all the demons. He heard them slamming and what sounded like cheering through the doors and barred windows. He barely noticed this through the uncomfortable dragging across the rough ground.

They stopped after a while. He heard the Wolf Mistress opening another door. Then he heard her speaking her spiteful tone to him once again. "Since you like screwing men so much, I thought I would give you to the best of best men to screw. I know he's not Dice, but beggars can't be choosers." Jerrh narrowed his eyes. Then he felt himself lifted and thrown into his cell. The sudden chaotic toss threw his mind off its extreme ponder. He heard the door slam close and lock, and then felt the shackles around his wrist let go.

His furry wrist felt better, but now Jerrh was only confused. His ears were low to his head, not knowing what would happen to him now that he was in here. He knew a demon was in here. He just didn't know what kind or of what purpose it would play as punishment.

Torches suddenly flared to life all around the room. It was the size of a small bedroom. Jerrh saw something he had never seen before. There was a man; that much Jerrh was sure about. His chest was showing and it was...hairless. It was a smooth pale color he had never witnessed before. But then his hands, one supporting his posture and the other resting on his knee, were covered in a red fur all the way to the elbow. His face was like a fox, but his fur color was red with brown-slit patches over his eyes, and horns in the likeness of an 'S' protruded from his forehead slanting up and back.

Jerrh wondered if his legs were the strange hairless cover or if they had fur, or even scales. Maybe his foot paws were claws, or something else he had never seen before. He noticed the way those eyes looked at him. Jerrh didn't even notice that the stranger's eyes were completely black, like shiny coals. He felt something stir deep inside him...A familiar feeling, but one he didn't want to think he would be experiencing in front of a-

"Can I help you?" Jerrh shook his head when his thoughts were interrupted by the soothing voice. His voice was soft, gentle, and sing song. It had a deep feminine undertone.

Jerrh couldn't even find how to respond to such a strange sound coming from such a strange and ...beautiful- "Are you alright?" Jerrh shook his head again and then looked to only fall back on those eyes. He didn't notice anything, he just wondered what this creature was and why it looked so... "Is there something wrong?" Jerrh could only distantly hear himself say, "No..."

"Well, why don't you come closer?" Jerrh didn't feel like he could get up, he continued looking in awe. "Please, I don't get many visitors..." He could feel that he shouldn't trust...whatever he was, but...he had to know what that furless chest felt like. He crawled slowly, feeling a deep heavy weight in his gut and an overwhelming need, an unbearable desire...to touch. That supporting arm lifted and came to meet Jerrh as it touched his furred chin and caressed in almost a petting way. "You look so cold..."

Jerrh did feel a lack of body heat. He looked for warmth. He needed it. "Come," the stranger used the resting hand to pull back the covers. "Get in bed with me. These dungeons are too cold." Jerrh could feel a larger effect, but couldn't see that the stranger shortened the distance between each other. "Much too cold," he said much softer. Jerrh slowly slid in, never moving his gaze away and the stranger locked on to his, those black eyes never moving. Jerrh had one knee in before he moved his sight on to the lower form of this man. Even more eye-catching. His legs were a black wolfish cover. It only took a moment before Jerrh looked at his crotch. There were a heavy set of black-furred balls. They were large, almost the size of lemons, and they sagged perfectly under a think phallus.

The foreskin hid all except the slit that peeked through. He knew so little of this creature. He wanted to touch to see if this man was real. How that chest felt, how strong he was, how he could talk so softly and beautiful, to feel the tongue that formed the words he spoke....to feel the weight of those large...to feel ...it. "Uh-hmm..." Jerrh looked up surprised, as if he was caught peeking at something he shouldn't have been. He was about to defend his curiosity with comments of how perfect this man was, but was cut short. "Shhh...it's alright. I know I must seem...new to you." He smiled. Jerrh didn't say anything, just smiled at his understanding.

He layed down on his side next to him and said, "Yeah...so...new."

"Hmhmhm," the stranger laughed. "Yes...you are pretty......new to me too." They stared at each other for a moment. "So did the Mistress throw you in here, too?" The smile and wonder fell away for a moment.

"Yes...I don't even know why."

"She doesn't need a reason. She is in control of all this...and all that she owns."

"But I never wanted to be owned. I was free once...I barely can remember it anymore."

"It's a magic. It makes you forget precious memories and keeps you constantly confused and unable to function normally in this place." Jerrh looked at him wonder.

"How do you know that?"

"I used to be a very close piece of the Mistress's property...until I almost overcame her and seduced her. She likes being in control so...I had to go. She didn't like the fact she couldn't control me. Here I am...thrown away like an old toy...but not so unlucky as it may seem..." The sly smile of the half fox lengthened in mischief. Jerrh felt so strange.

"What about you? What do you think you did?"

"I-I don't know. I guess I did the same thing...but" He tried to think. That information about the magic must be true. Already it was hard trying to remember something so recent.

"If the memory is chaotic and scattering, like you getting thrown in here, then it makes it easier for the magic to work on it."

"She said I betrayed her. We...made love. We didn't dominate or anything like that. I...I don't know what's happening to me." Jerrh closed his eyes, feeling so confused and strange in this place.

"Hush now, I'm sure you're doing fine for someone who just got bought as a slave and thrown into this world. Are you...used to this kind of thing?" Jerrh shook his head no. "Then I think you're doing very well so far." He looked up to the strange fox creature.

"Very kind of you to say..." he smiled. "I'm afraid I was too in shock of your...well, I...um...." He laughed, a sound that sent a wonderful thrill through Jerrh.

"My name is Zeal."

"Zeal...Zeal, my name's Jerrh." Zeal leaned his head forward gave Jerrh a peck on the lips.

Jerrh stiffened as if completely petrified. He was shocked, caught off guard, and confused of why he wasn't completely disgusted...

"I imagine you're not used to men." Zeal smiled, not seeming like he was worried by Jerrh's reaction

"Umm...not really. I'm not that way, Zeal. I'm sorry."

"I think otherwise..." Jerrh felt he should argue. He felt he needed to tell him that he thought that was wrong and it was just..., but he couldn't think of anything to say.

"Really, Zeal. I mean, I don't find you attractive."

"You say that..." Jerrh was about to launch another defensive reply, but cut short by a hushing fox paw. "And you probably think that's true...but your eyes just tell me differently." His paw moved from Jerrh's lips to pet the fox's head while he spoke more. "And I learned to always trust what the body says more than what the mind says."

Jerrh looked away, caught in logic.

"I don't expect you to actually change or anything, but I'm just saying...I'm here when you decide to be a little more open." Jerrh nodded, still looking away. He didn't make Zeal stop the petting. Jerrh layed his head on the pillow of the bed, closing his eyes as he felt the soothing pets of his new friend.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jerrh saw a black snake-like tail flick up and around.

"Zeal...can I ask you something?"

"Sure..." Jerrh looked up at him.

"What are you?" Zeal smiled.

"I am a demon..."

"Then why am I not running away in fear. I pretty much knew that, but why am I laying here...in the bed of a demon that finds me, the same sex, attractive and appealing?"

"Do you find me attractive?"

"How couldn't I, I-" Jerrh slapped his hand over his mouth. The fox demon smiled wide.

"Don't try to hide it...I know that I am appealing, to any sex. And I believe that goes especially for you." Zeal could almost feel the confusion and worry of the fox that layed there, finding everything he knew coming into question. "If I make you uncomfortable, you don't have to speak to me anymore. You can still stay in my bed and you don't need to worry about me."

"No, I'm fine, I just..." The demon watched him patiently. "I don't know why I'm like this." Jerrh closed his eyes and took a deep breath and sighed. "I do...I do like you. I like the way you...are, the way you look. I can't put my finger on it, but I...I just like you." Jerrh looked at him, hoping he didn't come off as a complete idiot.

"You're just afraid and unsure. If you ever truly want anything of me, just ask. Don't be afraid to, I am a demon after all." Jerrh actually, despite his normal moral and heterosexual character, thought about the offer and considered the possibilities it held. He even felt stirring in his lower region when he thought about how much he wanted to feel those large b-... He shivered.

He felt excited and nervous and hot all at the same time. He couldn't believe he was thinking like this, acting like this. Jerrh moved slowly. He put his hand on Zeal's chest. His paw pads of his fingers felt the warm smoothness of skin. He looked up to make sure if it was okay. Zeal looked at him not saying or showing any sign of protest. Jerrh looked back and continued by feeling up and down the smooth skin. It was so lean and soft.

Jerrh looked at the pink nipple. It was stiff. He touched it and looked to see Zeal closing his eyes slowly to the sensitive touch. Jerrh thought of something and tried it, despite his morals and everything else. The fox moved his head down and licked the sensitive little nub. He heard Zeal sigh softly in pleasure. Then sucked the nipple into his lips and licked at it as he kissed and sucked more heavy breaths and moans out of Zeal.

Jerrh felt a paw hold his head. He increased his efforts, his hand moving around softly to grasp one of Zeal's furry cheeks behind. Jerrh held it firm, squeezing and feeling it. Then he scooted forward, his body now pressed against the demon's. He started grinding his hard-on against the wolf fur of Zeal's leg as he sucked more and more on the male's tit. His hand was kneading the demon's wolf ass harder.

"Jerrh," Zeal spoke softly, with pleasure filling his voice. "Go lower...don't be scared."

The fox could feel Zeal's hand pushing to do as he said. The thought of another male's hard sex in his mouth warmed his body with a dark pleasure in doing something so new and alien. Jerrh was making soft, light kisses along the warm skin of Zeal's stomach. His tongue came out and circled his naval. While one hand continued squeezing his ass, he used his other to cup those fury balls. They felt firm in his palm as he pushed them up and rubbed them around gently. The huge orbs in his palm felt better than he could ever imagine.

Jerrh went lower. The tip of the demon's cock was poking at him. He moved down and opened wide as he consumed the hard, smooth flesh. He suckled it gently, rubbing those furry balls and squeezing the equally furry ass from behind. The fox could hear Zeal's moans, and feel his jerks of pleasure while at the same time wondered about the taste. The cock had a deep sweetness and a slight spice. A light rumble could be felt throughout the demon's body. He was purring with pleasure.

Jerrh pulled away and made wet laps along his length. His tongue dragged slowly all the way up as he stared into Zeal's blissful expression. When the tongue reached the tip, it swirled in teasing circles and then retracted. Lips touched down gently and lovingly. The action made Jerrh feel affectionate and the feeling made this type of love all the easier to make for his backseat morals. He closed his eyes as he knew where to kiss along the demon shaft, his unruly tongue flicking out every once in a while to taste. He removed his groping hand from behind and assisted with the cupping hand. The fingers fiddled with the fur, pinching it lightly and pushing it in circles.

The fox moved his head over the tip and slid down, his lips penetrated by its length. As the large intruder came deeper, it was greeted by Jerrh's consistently anxious tongue. It licked back forth along the hard, fleshy shaft. Zeal moaned and braced his hand on Jerrh's head as it began to bob, repeating the intense process. "You said...you don't like men...,but I can't help to think that you've done...oooh....th-this before...." Jerrh increased his pace as heard the complimentary words. Zeal's breath was fast and heavy. He could not deny the fox's skill. "Jerrh..." he said softly...

..."Just like that," Zeal said as he watched and coached Jerrh through his first time making love to another male. Jerrh was holding Zeal's ankles as his legs spread wide, very wide Jerrh thought impressively. The fox's sex was positioned and poking against his lover's anus.

"But I'm not lubricated well enough...you're...um...so tight. I can't..." Zeal smiled as he let his sneaky tale give Jerrh a little push. The fox almost jumped as he felt a slippery snake like appendage thrust into his ass. It was too thin to be painful, but strong enough to let him feel and know very well it was there.

The surprising tail made Jerrh thrust up into Zeal's ass. He felt his cock covered in heat, surprisingly very wet heat. It almost felt like another mouth. He heard Zeal speaking through his bliss. "I am a demon with many special talents. I produce a type of lube....*gasp* -brication.... And...uh-...it's a warming lubricant." Jerrh moaned as he understood this at the same time his cock came alive with new pleasure he never dreamed of. He fucked Zeal, forgetting that he ever had any moral disregard for this love...

She was in her room. The Wolf Mistress was rubbing her soaking pussy lips with the paddle. It was a square, black leather paddle with a large, flat jewel that was a pinkish tint. The long handle was pressed firmly between her pouting lips. The tip of the handle was thrusting up against her clit over and over again. She grunted and moaned as she fucked her clit harder. "You don't need love," she said, talking to herself. "You let it happen again. Not anymore...you can have no more lovers like him. They always hurt." She finally let the handle slide up into her pussy.

The action brought back childhood memories. Her mother had a fifteen-year-old Wolf Mistress over her knee. The younger mistress was getting a paddling from the same paddle that was shoved up inside her. Her mom's words echoed from the past.

"You will obey me. When I say you punish a slave, you will punish a slave. I know you are getting close to her. You will only find pain in a relationship, especially with her..."

"Yes, mother," she gasped to herself as she fucked herself with the paddle over and over to the memory. "I obey..." her orgasm grew closer. "I obey you forever, my mistress..." it was even closer. "I love no one. I rule them and play...There is nothing more that can come of slaves..." She saw Jerrh when she said the word 'slave'. "Hot...foxy....slaves...!" Her juices gushed all over the paddle handle and the paddle itself from her orgasm. She breathed heavily as she slipped from her seat, down to her knees, the paddle still in her hands like a holy object.

She remembered her mother's words clearly again. "Clean it up...." Her mouth covered the handle and suckled. The juices flowed down her throat refreshingly. She could feel her dominance returning and the barriers of her heart rebuilding. She would take care of Jerrh later. Right now, she wanted Daeo. She was in the mood to have a little fun with the bat.

Jerrh was passed out, his head laying in Zeal's lap, lips attached and still suckling on the limp cock. Jerrh enjoyed his first homosexual orgasm immensely. They both came together, but Zeal was far from done. After cuming on his own chest, Jerrh licked it off the smooth skin, finding the taste irresistible. He loved it so much, that he sucked Zeal off to a few more orgasms. The demon watched the adorable little fox as he pet his little head.

Jerrh began getting up, leaving the petting hand. "Awake already, sleepy head?" Jerrh made no response as he continued getting up. Zeal was confused, but made no appearance that he was going to say or do anything to stop him. Jerrh was once again in a deep sleep as he went to the door and tried opening it. He scratched at it, feeling the need to move forward, the need to get closer to his queen. Zeal watched intriguingly as a line of black colored down the middle part of Jerrh's back. He could hear the dazed fox moan as he pressed against the door hard and clawed at it.

Zeal suddenly could hear the door being open. He never expected the Mistress to come back at this early, if at all. When the door opened, there was no one there. That's when Zeal felt the dark energy everywhere. Jerrh went on and walked away. The door closed, leaving Zeal by himself, half missing the fun little fox. "That poor boy is in for a lot of trouble..."

Lolich opened her eyes when the door opened. His shadow fell across her floor when the hallway light cracked open with the door. "Come in," she said seductively. She snapped her fingers and the torches came aflame. Her body was wet and scaly, the perfect look to seduce a sleepy fox. She was black-scaled all over, her middle color a grey. Seeing him in such a daze made her pussy lips hunger for him. She lightly touched where her hourglass was and played with her clit.

Jerrh walked in grudgingly, his lust-filled gaze fell upon his queen. She was beautiful in her black scales. Her large breasts were covered in the same grey color that ran over her middle. Her tail reached everywhere in the room. Jerrh felt the end of it pushing against his open paw. The fox took the reptilian offering. "Come to me my little fox." He walked along, the end of the tail pulling him to her. "Did something happen?"

"Yes, my Queen," he said in a dragging voice. When he got right in front of her, her tail coiled around him and hoisted him into her embrace. She held him like a child.

"What? Did that mean wolf do something bad to you again?" Her hands caressed him and began pulling him under, down to his most submissive form.

"She broke my heart, my Queen..." She smiled, not worried about him seeing it as he was too far gone in his state to notice.

"I will always be willing to heal your heart, Jerrh..." He looked up as she gave him a gaze of affection and kindness. He loved how her cobra features just framed her beauty and love.

He kissed her lips. Then his hand pulled her head to deepen it. They twisted tongues and traded the tastes in their mouths, her tongue being the better kisser as its length and forked shape conquered his. Then they groped and grabbed at each other's most sensitive and most private areas. They humped, they teased each other into a sexual fury. She felt his hard cock. Her coil pulled him and pressed his erection against her pussy lips, to let him know she was wanting.

"My Queen....may I?" She smiled.

"Yes... you may...." The fur on his arms was practically black when he grasped her sides for leverage. Her coil helped thrust him in with intense force.

He moaned out loud as he felt his cock engulfed by the wet warmth of her sex, a wet sliding sound came from such force. She was so warm. Stimulation ran through his whole being. His shaft was still, unmoving and the stimulation still was coming. He could feel movement as he was still. Her sly, beautiful, and wealthy eyes stared him down, down deeper. His lust poured out of his gaze and his heavy breaths. "Do you like my trick, I assure you there lye many more through my body." At the end of her sentence she was close to his muzzle. She nuzzled up against him and her forked tongue slid out, almost completely around his neck.

Jerrh shook with a pleasuring tremor. His grip began clawing at her sides. She hissed in response. She enjoyed the feeling of his nails digging into her tough scales. "Tried as hard as you can..." she said gasping. He did... when her inner walls began squeezing and stroking the precum out of him. He thrust and clawed, showing his ache as best as he could. His humping soon became a ramming attack. She succumbed to his assault, letting herself recline back and him taking more of the dominant position. The black color continued spreading up his arms and reached to his shoulders. "OOH..." she moaned. "You love your queen,...don't you?" Her voice ragged from such brutality in his fucking.

"YES MY QUEEN..." his voice bumpy from the constant and rapid humping. His tail wagged in delight behind him as it also began covering in black, the tip still a dipped white. "YES-..." He slammed once more into her. She squeezed her flexible walls over him as tight as she could without hurting him, completely.

Jerrh grunted and showed his pearly white teeth as his other white colors began flowing freely, unhindered. Lolich's tail tip reached up and rubbed his furry orbs hard and soothingly. "Let it all out, baby..." He felt the wonderful caress. The damp, scaly tail made his balls clench the semen out of him.

The cobra queen drew her head back as she moaned out loud, now restraining her whole sex not to clamp his cock to death. Her two long fangs curved wickedly in her wide-open mouth. Then her head shot forward and those piercing fangs sank deep into Jerrh's shoulder.

"AHHH!!", he screamed out and shot the very last bit of cum he had left. He could barely feel his shoulder, except the feeling like he was getting a shot in the middle of sex. He swore there was something seeping into him coming from his shoulder.

Her hand grabbed his ass and clutched the furry buns in the large palms, pushing him forward more. Her walls worked his cock relentlessly. More cum kept coming out, even when he didn't think there was anymore. Still he could swear there was liquid coming into him from those fangs. As he was forced to continue humping her skilled cunt, his fur was growing darker and changing more and more. His eyes, lost and lust-filled, grew darker.

Jerrh closed his eyes as he felt a wave of something sweep over him. The last bits of his dark orange fur were being covered in the blackness. The Queen enjoyed what she could see from her view from where she was seeping her venom into him. The fox could feel its deep, dark energy. He knew it was something bad, but didn't care anymore.

"Yes, my Queen. Continue...continue making me yours..." He understood now. He wanted to be hers. He wanted to do anything and everything for her.

Her coiled rail let him go as his limbs wrapped around her. All paws clawed at her back as she thrust more venom. "More," he gasped. A smile was in her sunk lips. He felt more liquid flowing through him and taking him and letting every conflicting boundary go.

She finally pulled her teeth away, making a content sigh. Jerrh's eyes closed. When he let go of her, she set him down to stand in front of her. He lowered down to one knee in a humble position, head lowered. "Goooood... a loyal follower you are of mine."

"Thank you, my Queen..." he spoke with is head still lowered.

"You may rise, my lover..." He stood from his kneeling position. He opened his eyes and black was all that was there. "Finally, you are completely mine. You are apart of me now. You are transformed to be mine, to know your queen and bare her mark, and....to fit my needs..." When she said that final statement, her hand began rubbing her soaked pussy. She moaned as the tip of what looked like a cock emerged. It was as big Jerrh's arm and just as black as the fur on it as well. "Bend over, lover..."

Jerrh's smile was just as evil and slick as her's was. He made no protest or emotion of disapproval. He simply turned and bent down, spreading legs and arms and braced himself. She slithered up. The very round tip was easily four and a half inches thick. The rest of her cock was just as thick and the length seemed like an eternity long to the standards of Jerrh's ass. She pushed her way in. Jerrh still had his sly smile, his eyes hooding a little from the enjoyment he was getting out of being fucked by his queen. "Mmm...so good and accommodating." Her words soothed the black fox's core as her large dick continued sliding into his tightness.

"It truly is...thanks to you, my Queen." He gasped as she drew back and pushed in, beginning her rhythm. There smiles were as one while she fucked his ass. He was using his new muscles to stroke the enormous growth that slipped in and out of him. Her coil began to slither around.

He paid no mind, knowing and trusting his queen's every move. "Grab on," she simply said as the tail finished wrapping him up. His hands could barely move enough. They grabbed, clawing deeper into her scales. She hissed in delight and fucked him harder. His shivering and moaning was intense, his breath coming at rapid paces. She pulled up with her tail and began screwing him...literally. She sat him on her long shaft at the same time twisting him on to it.

"OH GOD!..." he yelled out as his rapid breaths became heavy like stone, blowing out of him with every turn/thrust. He had never dreamed of pleasure like this. "Uhhhh....huuuuhh..uhnnn..." He squirted his seed out; she stopped for his orgasm to finish.

Then she started again. Twisting and pulling down, then untwisting and moving up...over and over again. Faster, then harder...screwing him up and down. Just when he thought he was about to come again, she stopped.

Soon her tail held him up in the air, him facing away helpless, just the way he wanted to be for his Queen. Her breast jumped with the heavy weight as her hips thrust her cock as if making waves. Her wavy humps drove the fox crazy and he squirted all over the floors of her prison more. "Oh my...." She breathed... "Save some of that for....Uhhhhnn*shiver and hard thrust*...for your boyfriend." He moaned loudly, his cry of pleasure echoed off the stone. "Yes..." She grabbed her own tail coil for even more leverage. She pulled his ass to her merciless thrust at an even quicker rate. "Feels....goood......" she panted, sounding like a lust-dumb animal. Her teeth clenched, straining to make it last and at the same time fuck the little fox into oblivion.

Jerrh wore the same expression. He wanted his queen, no, needed his queen to fuck him to another orgasm. He wanted to cum over and over for her. She was so good at what she did...she deserved to make him cum all the time.

Then...the queen screamed. Jerrh's mouth opened, his eyes followed. As if he got shot, he was surprised as to what he felt cum inside him.

Not only was there cum, lots of cum; but there was an egg-like object that went through his anus and now rested in him, deep in him. The Queen sighed in extreme content as the grin spread a mile wide. Her coils pulled him to her, his shock still engraved on his face. Her tail unwrapped as her arms began holding him against her well-endowed breasts. Her hands pet him and she nuzzled against the side of his head, her movements still filled with lust and desire. "That was wonderful..." His face still shocked. "Mmm..." A hand reached down and began jacking him slowly. Her claw tip would run lightly over his mushroom head. He shivered with his shocked expression.

She loved the feeling of her cock still buried in a drenched asshole. She could feel her cum dripping heavily down across her scales and on the floor. "Oh...by the way, I thought I would let you carry a piece of me around everywhere." She said it as if just remembering. She reached down and caressingly rubbed his stomach. "Keep her safe."

"Yes, my Queen..." His surprised expression relaxed a little. "I will..." Jerrh squeezed down on her shaft.

"Ooooh...ready for more..." His eyes hooded and his arms slipped around behind. His paw held the back of her scaly head as he looked up into her eyes.

"Always ready for more from you, my love..." He soothed her cock more, rippling his newly changed muscles. He felt her shiver.

"Ahh-....Good..."

Daeo was spread eagle on the hardwood floor. His mistress was mounting him, and very well actually. She was grabbing the back of her head, whip in her palm and held strongly. Her other hand was balancing her expert riding skills. Her bat slave was bound spread eagle on the floor, red welt across his chest and a candle at the center between his nipples. It was lit and melted on to his body, drops of wax constantly sliding down to give him a delightful sting.

The Wolf Mistress stopped and her balancing hand went to pick up a small wood straw. She touched it to the melted wax on the top of the candle and then moved it to Daeo's nipple. He knew what was going to happen. His cock stiffened from expectation. He jumped when the drop hit his sensitive nub. She leaned down and licked it off, her tongue rubbing hard and rough. If she didn't lick every drop she put on him off, both his nipples would have a mound of wax on them.

It made him stone hard just to know they were on there second candle. This was her favorite thing to do when she needed to get something off her chest and wanted it on his. She put the straw to the side again and back to balancing her riding hips. The hand on the back of her head with whip shot out and smacked his nipple right on target. He gasped loudly.

His tits were so sore and sensitive. They were an extreme red. They would be bleeding if he hadn't had so much experience in this. His cock stretched more inside her pussy as he took pride in being able to handle such torture. Suddenly he started to get close to cumming. "Mistress...I-..."

"Cock Ring Tighten," she said instantly. Daeo felt his orgasm choked off by the enchanted ring around his shaft. "Good, pet."

"Thank you my Mistress..."

"You're my favorite, Daeo. You're the only one I need."

"Mistress....I...I'm..."

"Cock Ring Tighten," she called out again. She increased her pace. "You really like my hips rolling your cock, don't you?"

"YES!...O...ohh..yes..." She was getting closer, just like he was about to again. Her breath was quickening.

"YES...OH YES..."

"Cum, my Mistress..." The whip shot out. Daeo cried out as his nipple was hit hard. She stopped her humping, making her even more agitated.

"NEVER...command your Mistress..." Smack, smack, smack, both his nipples getting punishment. "Cock Ring Tighten..." She grabbed the candle and poured the rest of melted wax all over his chest. Daeo cried out as felt his chest doused in hot wax. His body broke in shivers. "Understand?"

"Y...y.yess..Mistress..."

"Good..." She slammed down his cock harder, feeling it increase size. She knew he was getting off on this so bad. It made her hot how much he liked this. Her pussy lips tightened, wanting to make him cum past the iron grip of his cock ring.

"Mistress...I-..."

"Hold on..." She was close too. Moaning louder, humping harder she threw the whip aside and grabbed his sides with both hands and slammed his hips to nothingness. She threw her head back. "AHH...AHHH YES!!!..COCK RING...LOSEN." The ring let go and out came a river of cum. To meet Daeo's river was a waterfall of her own juices.

The Wolf Mistress collapsed on top of the little bat slave. Daeo was ready to pass out, but stayed awake for his Mistress. He wanted to sleep though...to get away from the conflicting mind storm that hurt him so bad. Dice was going to be punished tomorrow, intensely punished and here he was getting away with it and even getting a kind of reward to him. He didn't know what to do. He loved his Mistress, but found something personal and a sort of trust in the bond with Dice. He found something he never actually understood existed..........a serious relationship.