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Hunter whimpered softly in the darkness of her cell, the gray rat curled up tightly. Her pink tail wrapped around her legs, trying to cover her nakedness. Her chest heaved as she sobbed softly, fear filling her. Only days ago she had been free and had never seen the inside of a cage. Now, she was waiting a fate that she had never dreamt of in her deepest nightmares. Her pink nose twitched as she buried her face into her knees, trying to forget where she was for just a moment.

Why had she chosen to try to rob the camp of a warlord? She had known the reputation of Shomari. She had heard the stories. She had seen the evidence that they were true. She watched as his men ravaged women in their camps. Even still, she had decided to rob the camp. The first time went well, and she came away with gold and jewels. Maybe that had been why she had come back a second time. Thats when they had caught her.

Hunter shivered again, her body shaking as her sensitive ears picked up the sound of approaching footsteps. She had overheard the guards talking earlier while one of them had been using her mouth. Ice filled her veins as she remembered their words. She was being kept "safe" for a special occasion. The guards were unable to use her like a common slave because she was a virgin, and their lord wanted her to be a special treat for someone. Apparently, tonight was that night. She curled up, squeaking in fear as the door to her cell was opened and light poured in, showing the guards standing there, rope in hand. Her soft sobs and begging fell on deaf ears as they approached her, getting her ready for her long night.

***

Kim softly nuzzled the shivering cat that shared the cell with her, cradling her new friend in her hands. Almandinia was softly shaking, her body curled up against the collie. "Hey... I'm going to fight this. I'll do my best to protect you." Kim whispered softly to the terrified cat. She meant her words, but the truth was that she was every bit as scared as the cat.

The two of them had been kept separate from the other breeding slaves for several days now, guarded in a special cell by those without the capability of taking advantage of them. They were both in heat, reserved for a special treat for some of the warlord's men, and tonight had been chosen for them both to be taken. Luckily for them, the eunichs that guarded the cell were able to see off the men that had come to let them know what lay in store for them.

Almandinia shook as she nodded, but it was easy to see that she had no hope. Kim knew that there wasn't much to be had, but she had to try something. She squirmed, heat from between her legs pulsing through her body, reminding her of the stakes of failure. Anything would be better than what was planned for them. Kim didn't have to wait long, though. The heavy footsteps approaching their cells let them know that their turn was here.

Almandinia tried to keep her thoughts calm, but her body was awash in sensations that she had little control over. Juices leaked from between her thighs, her body begging for someone to come and take her. Her mind railed at the thought, trying to fight instincts that were so old and ingrained in her species as to make it a near impossible fight. Images of her getting bred on the cocks of soldiers ran through her head. She felt despair at the thought, and even more, she felt disgusted with herself that there was a part of her begging for that very treatment.

The cat's ears swiveled as the footsteps neared, and she scooted herself back into the corner of the cell. Regardless of her dark fantasies, she didn't want this. She wanted the thoughts to remain locked away, dark fantasies for lonely nights, not a lived in nightmare. Kim moved up towards the door, the cuffs holding her wrists locked together jingling as she moved. She readied herself for the guards to enter, her feet tensing up beneath her. She would not go quietly this night.

The door unlocked with a clank, and swung open. Kim let out a raging snarl and bound forward, her heckles raised, her teeth bared. Her naked breasts swung in time with her arms, the collie bringing her cuffed hands down towards one of the eunuchs, aimed directly at his face. The cuffs connected, slamming into the guard, and sent him reeling backwards, blood gushing from his face. Kim leapt forward again towards him, wanting to finish the job, but strong hands seized her, pushing her down to the ground, pinning her down.

Kim growled and screamed, snapping her jaws at the hands that covered her, trying to get them away from her. She bit and scratched, but the onslaught of guards grabbing her seemed endless, and her struggles soon became fruitless. Her arms were bound tight, her mouth was restrained by a muzzle, and a harness tied tight to her, keeping the firebrand restrained. She still struggled, twisting and fighting as the guards led her off.

Almandinia did little to fight against the guards. She watched Kim get tackled and bound, and knew she had little chance. She whimpered softly, begging the guards to spare her. All she was greeted with was the grins of the men as they grabbed her and bound her like her friend, sparing her the muzzle as reward for her being "a good girl".

***

Matthew shook slightly as he stood before the great beast himself, his tail instinctually finding its way between his legs. He didn't dare to make eye contact with the great chimera, but even looking down, he realized that he barely was tall enough to stare at the man's belly. Even looking down, he could feel the commanding presence and piercing gaze of the warlord as he looked over the red wolf.

"So, you are gifting us a trained escort?" came the low rumble from the man. Matthew closed his eyes, shivers going down his spine as the warlord strode back to his throne, grabbing one of his girls by the leash along the way. It was only then that he could catch a glimpse of the giant of a beast. He raised his eyes slightly to watch the warlord pull aside his loincloth, revealing the massive member before it sank into the slave he grabbed, the girl crying out loudly.

"Yes, my Lord." Matthew's now former owner stuttered slightly. "I hope h-he satisfies the Lordship. He is a t-token of appreciation, a-and a gesture... a gesture of goodwill!" The rat stumbled over his words, clearly intimidated by the warlord. The hybrid didn't slow, lifting and lowering his much too small slave onto his barbed and knotted cock, his face unimpressed with the slaver. His yellow eyes then wandered over to Matthew, and the canine instantly returned his gaze to the floor.

"I am willing to guess that you want me to grant you safe passage in exchange for this gift." Shomari said, his voice almost sounding bored, despite the fact that the noises coming from the throne indicated that he was fucking his slave harder. "I do not have personal use for him, but..." the warlord paused his fucking, his slave letting out a loud yip as she was loudly slammed into her master's hips. "he will do nicely as a reward for some of my men. I don't know their tastes. They'll either use him to their content, or he can crawl behind them, cradle and massage their balls, lick their asses, and make them cum inside the breeders so that I will have a new generation of soldiers."

Matthew felt his pulse begin to race. He had seen what his soldiers did to their slaves. A part of him was in fear for his own life. The other part of him throbbed painfully with desire in the tight cage that kept it from sliding out of its sheath. "Guards, take him to the special tent. Make sure to report back to me how skilled an escort he truly is." The warlord rumbled, again picking up his pace. Matthew could then hear the grin in his voice. "After all, it would be a shame if your goods didn't live up to the expectation that you set."

Matthew could hear his former master shake in his boots.

***

Fenerus walked through the camp with a slight swagger that night.

He had been on the front lines, fighting for the warlord. When others had fallen back, he and a few others stood their ground. They fought like demons, cutting down and crushing enemies until they were bathed red in blood. They had pushed them back, and for that, Fen decided that he could have a bit of swagger. The alcohol that had been consumed had also helped him feel like he was on top of the world.

There was also the fact that they had all just been recognized by the Warlord Shomari himself, and he had sent runners to them to let them know that they were to have a special night. He grinned at the thought. Shomari certainly knew how to reward his men, and there was plenty of talk around the camp of the breeders that were being brought to the reward tent. Fen's tongue snuck out of his mouth, licking his lips at the thought of burying his bone inside a tight little snatch. He had earned this, after all.

Similar thoughts were running through the mind of Goldwine. The pitbull had been at Fenerus' side for the fight, and it was no small thanks to him that he had survived. Granted, Fen could easily say the same of Goldwine. They had earned this night, and Goldwine in particular was excited for it. Shomari had known that the battle they fought had been coming, and he had prepared himself for victory by acquiring proper rewards. He'd caught sight of a red collie and a silver cat being moved to the breeder cells, and even then, he could tell that they were going into heat. If his gut was right, they'd be there tonight for him, in high heat. Goldwine's grin spread ear to ear. He'd just have to try to breed them both. He might even get to, if he was lucky.

Behind those two, two wolves trotted along slowly. The apparent female, a black wolf named Vikie, looked far more uncomfortable than her partner and fellow wolf, Otlan. The two walked side by side. Otlan looked ahead, seemingly unperturbed by the sight of slaves being taken on all sides of them as they walked through the camp.

"Are you sure about this?" Vikie asked her companion quietly. Her blue tipped tail wagged nervously behind her. Otlan's expression hardly changed, his eyes unflinching. "I don't like it, but if we don't go through with this, those guards that pushed us into this will realize that something is up." He responded, his voice barely a whisper. "You can plainly see what will await us if we are caught."

Vikie sighed and nodded. It was easy to imagine what tortures would await them if others realized that they were not the soldiers that Shomari had promised a night to. She only had to glance around to know explicitly what would happen to her in particular, her "implement" or not. She took another deep sigh and nodded, falling back in pace with her partner.

Otlan, meanwhile, kept his eyes locked ahead, focusing his energy on maintaining appearances. He didn't like that they were caught in this situation, as it made everything far more precarious, but unlike his careful partner, Otlan knew that he should also try to enjoy it. After all, you never knew what life had around the corner. That was a lesson that Otlan knew painfully well, as attested to by a myriad of scars that crisscrossed his body, particularly his deformed eye.

It wasn't long before they all came in front of a large tent, well guarded and lit outside. No one would be able to easily sneak inside. Or sneak out, noted Otlan. He took a deep breath in. It was then that the scent of the females in heat hit him. Whether he decided to partake or not, the effect it had was immediate. He felt his trousers grow tight, and a thin line of saliva ran down his mouth.

Fen and Goldwine were much the same as Otlan. Grins adorned their faces as they looked at the entrance with anticipation, the lingering scent of breeding females calling out to them, more seductive than a siren's song. Fenerus raised his nose into the air, sniffing deeply. There were three females inside, and one male. Their scents were unfamiliar, but the allure of the breeding females was intoxicating as the sweetest wine. One in particular was different to what he was used to, and he decided that he would be happy to find out and explore this particular new scent.

Goldwine didn't breathe as deeply as his compatriot. He didn't need to. He recognized two of the scents, and with glee, realized his early guess was right. The two girls were here. He'd have his shot. He licked his lips as his knotted member slid out of its sheath beneath his clothes, pushing against their cloth prison, begging to be let out. He would start with the kitten, he decided. She would make a beautiful cock sleeve.

Vikie even found it hard to ignore the scent that wafted from the tent. While what would take place in this tent filled her with anger and sadness, the "implement" that she had responded to the scent, and a strange ache filled her body. She cursed softly at the magic, but all she got in response was a throbbing between her legs, and the feeling of seed churning and preparing itself to be released.

Fen strode forward, the grin on his face. "Come now, I want to spend every minute of the night I can, and the night certainly isn't getting longer." He growled, his tail wagging very slightly behind him. He grabbed the flap to the tent, and pulled it up.

***

Hunter shivered with anxiety, standing uncomfortably at one of the supports inside the well lit and decorated tent. On her left, a red wolf knelt, bound to a pillar by the wrists, his tail nervously flicking between his legs. To her right, two beautiful women were bound. The first, a border collie, had been dragged into the tent. She was kicking and fighting, despite the muzzle and bindings. However, it hadn't taken the guards long to bind her to the third post of the tent. Besides her, a silver cat knelt obediently on the ground, her tail wrapped around her as she shivered.

It was very clear why they were all there. They were going to be the play things of the Warlord's troops. Hunter clenched her legs together, her tail still wrapped tightly around her left thigh, trying to keep her as hidden as possible. She knew it was a futile gesture, as her naked bound body was fully on display for those who would enter the tent. Her eyes darted about, her circular ears swiveling in time with her twitching nose. Her hands tugged at the tight ropes that bound them behind her, but the ropes were well made and held tight. Her chest heaved as she let out a shivering chuckle. Regardless of what you thought about Shomari, his men were well equipped, and he made sure that the supplies that he had were well made. It was one of the reasons that she felt the urge to rob the camp again. Had she been successful, she would've been rich enough to have purchased a manor home in one of the oasis cities.

That didn't really matter anymore, did it?

Her body jerked as she heard talking outside of the tent, her breath hitching as her ears swiveled towards the sound, and then back against her head with fear. This couldn't be happening. She shivered and shook, her entire body freezing up as footsteps approached the tent.

The others likewise all froze, their eyes going to the flaps of the tent entrance. A soft growl was the only sound to be heard inside the tent, Kim's teeth bared against the muzzle that restrained her jaws. A hand appeared at the flap, and soon after, the first of their new masters entered the tent. All eyes fell on the grey and blue wolf that led the way, though he was soon joined by others. Matthew quickly looked away, lowering his eyes submissively to the floor, as did Almandinia. Kim and Hunter looked on, watching in horror at the lust burning in the eyes of those that entered the tent.

Fenerus grinned as he scanned the room. He passed over the male, but when his eyes fell on the rat tied to the central pillar, he knew he had found the one that was going to be his tonight. The scent that had enticed him from outside was hers. He'd never had a rat before, and he certainly wanted to enjoy this. He growled at those who came in behind him, his muzzle pulled back to bare his fangs in an almost grin.

"The rat is mine."

He strode forward towards Hunter, and the rat tried to pull away from him. She tugged at the short leash tying her to the pillar, but the bindings held firm, only causing the ropes to tug at the rat's wrists, looking rather uncomfortable. She squeaked out in fear, her recoiling causing Fenerus to reach out and seize her hair, pushing her up against the pillar. The young woman shuddered, her quaking form pushed up against the wooden pillar, still trying to get away from the wolf. Tears pooled at her eyes, and fell down her cheeks as the wolf pulled aside his loincloth, exposing his hardening red shaft.

"You are mine tonight." He growled in Hunter's ears. Fenerus' hand reached the bindings that held her wrists, arms, and neck bound together. He lifted the smaller female up, Her body now unsupported by the floor, her legs kicking slightly in the air as her tail tightly wrapped around her. She sobbed as Fenerus placed his spade shaped tip against her entrance, holding her suspended above his cock. Her eyes darted back between him and down to the length between her legs, and small whimpers of "No" were repeated again and again.

Hunter felt frozen in fear. She couldn't move her arms or her head because of the wolf's hold on her hair and her bindings. Her legs tried to push together to keep the cock that pushed against her virgin entrance away, and kicked fruitlessly as she tried to get away from the wolf. She felt so powerless. Her tears now streamed down her face as it seemed like she was held like this for an eternity, suspended above her new master's large cock. Fears ran rampant through her head, thinking about how there was no way that she could fit that inside her. Her mouth opened and let out whimpers with no conscious thought as she tried to struggle, to fight with her quickly fading strength.

Then flashing pain shot through her body, and the rat let out a cry as her body was jerked down. Her petals were forced open rapidly, and heat filled her body as she felt her unused tunnel get pried open for the first time. The fat cock that sat at her entrance slammed inside her in its near entirety, until her ass smacked loudly against a fat bulb that pushed against her pussy. Her body jerked at the unwanted invasion, her eyes widening as the pain caused her to clench down on the intruding cock. Her breath hitched, causing her cry to shudder, and she felt her body get filled beyond what it was supposed to be able to take. A growl of pleasure came behind her, making the rat tremble again as her virginity was forcefully taken from her.

Fenerus swore beneath his breath, growling at the tight tunnel that engulfed his cock. He pushed his knot greedily against her pussy, his spaded tip pushed against her womb. He hadn't expected his slave to be a virgin. This was indeed a treat, and he was going to make the best of his reward. He thrust again, bouncing the rodent on his knot, the fat bulb squishing against her with each buck and thrust. Her body bounced, her legs held off the floor, supported only by his hands and now his cock. At the second thrust, the rat's cry became a terrified squeak and scream, and she clenched harder. Fenerus grinned, and thrust harder, growling as he claimed his new prize.

Goldwine was caught off guard by Fenerus' growl at him as the wolf took the cute little rat, but as his comrade slammed his cock inside the little rodent, her belly bulging out at the size of the intrusion, Goldwine just laughed and turned to the feline that he had set his eyes on. Her eyes refused to meet his, her body shivering as he approached her, a growl of his own leaving his lips as the scent of her heat hit him like a truck. He'd breed this little kitten. She would look cute squirming on his cock, squeezing his knot, taking his seed. He thought about what the little hybrids would look like, and his grin only got larger as he approached her, stripping off his tunic.

Almandinia shook, her body rubbing itself against her leg as the deep heat inside her only got stronger as she caught the scent of sex that accompanied the squeaks of the rat. Her eyes looked up slightly, watching the rat bounce on grey and blue wolf's cock, the outline of the cock clearly seen as it moved rapidly in and out. She dropped her eyes again, shame filling her as she imagined herself being the one on the cock of the wolf, his knot threatening to tie her and breed her, filling her womb with kittens... the dark fantasies became harder and harder to ignore, and more and more she felt herself wanting them. She hated herself for that. It was only then that she noticed the pitbull standing in front of her.

Goldwine grinned as he gazed at the feline in front of her. She was rubbing herself the best she could, undoubtedly in the peak of heat. He let out a growl, and reached down to gently grasp the pale furred beauty's muzzle, lifting it so he could gaze into her jeweled eyes. "You will do nicely to bear my pups." he spoke softly, lust dripping from his voice, thick as honey. The cat shivered, her body pushing her hips down against her leg, rubbing her slit greedily against her leg, her juices readying her for Goldwine to fulfill that promise. Just as he reached down to grab her collar and lift the feline to her feet, he heard a growl from his right.

"Leave her alone, bastard!"

Goldwine stopped, his hand quivering as the flames of anger shot through his eyes. Almandinia looked away, frightened by what she saw. Lust was one thing, but the anger that was reflected in his cold eyes had lethal intent. Goldwine looked slowly to his side, looking at the one who dared stop him from enjoying his reward. The red border collie pulled at her bindings, trying to lunge at the fighter, deep desperation to keep her promise to the cat reflecting in her eyes. Goldwine released Almandinia's collar, letting the cat sit back on her feet again. A darkness fell across his face as he turned to the collie, the fire behind his eyes becoming an inferno.

Kim felt fear shoot through her as she looked at the pitbull that now menacingly approached her. The fire in his eyes was something that scared her, almost as much as the thought of being bred. She instinctively backed away from him, a small scared whine escaping as he lashed out and grabbed her muzzle, forcing the collie to look at him. "Do you care to repeat yourself, bitch?" He growled, his voice low, dripping with menace. Kim's body reacted to his presence, squirming in his grip, her fear of him mixing with a deep instinct that begged for a dominant male to take her, to finish her heat and fill her with puppies. There was no doubt in her mind that she was looking at the one who would do it, as long as he decided to spare her from just killing her for her outburst. The collie steeled herself. She had made a promise. She would keep it, even at this cost to herself.

"I-I told you... to stay a-away from h-her, bastard..." she tried to growl, but it came out as partially a whimper. The pitbull suddenly lifted her up into the air, and Kim's tail instantly shot between her legs. She let out a frightened bark, and tried to pull away from the canine holding her, but found that he very firmly had her in his grips. He lifted her leg and pinned her up against the pillar behind her, Kim trying to get out of his grips by writhing in her bindings, her legs kicking.

Goldwine was furious. If it were another situation, he might have killed someone who stopped him from getting what he wanted. However, this night would be different. He would make sure that the collie regretted her choice, and he would still get what he wanted. He would fill her with his pups. He didn't wait a second longer. He slammed his hips forward, pushing his knotted length inside the collie. She yelped and whined, trying to pull away from him, but he slammed her down, the fat bulb of his knot pushing past her tight lower lips, aided by the juices dripping from her. The collie let out a gasp, and threw her head back against the pillar, finally pulling away from Goldwine's hand as she took his knot. Goldwine grinned and grabbed her hair.

"I guess I'll have to breed you first then, breeding bitch." He growled, forcing the collie to look at him and then down at where her belly bulged out from his cock and knot. "I'll fill you with my pups, and then you can watch me fill your friend there with them as well."

Kim's body throbbed with pain and need. The fat bulb inside her filled a primal need, but her mind railed against it and her rough treatment. Tears stung her eyes as she tried to come to terms that this was real, that she was being raped and bred by some soldier, that she would carry his pups. His words hurt almost as bad as the knot being jerked inside her, his cock pushing her womb with each little move he made. She might have saved her friend for a moment, but it was a moment only. She would be stuck on a knot, just like she would be.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sharp jerk from the beast with his cock buried inside her. Goldwine jerked back, pulling his knot out with a loud plop. Kim pulled away from him, pushing herself back against the pillar, the wood uncomfortably scraping against her as she got fucked by her captor. Goldwine didn't force her to look at him this time. He knew he had won. He now took his new little cocksleeve hard and fast, his knot slamming into her with each thrust, his bulb plopping in and out of her wet tunnel with loud slaps, the noise only drowned out by the collie's frightened whines and whimpers as she tried to get away from him. He felt his balls throb with anticipation each time they tapped against her wet slit, churning a fresh load to empty into the bound little breeder.

Vikie watched the two getting raped with disgust, her ears flattening back. Rage filled her, directed at the Warlord who would reward his soldiers like this. Her hands began to clench, until she felt a familiar hand touch her shoulder."Remember," Otlan's voice sounded in her head, "We can't afford to be caught now."_Vikie slowly unfurled her fist and took a deep breath. _"You are right, of course." she replied, a soft sight escaping her lips. Despite her disgust at the rape of the rat and collie, her cock throbbed beneath her robes, the magical implement acting like it were a true part of her body. The scent of females in heat made a deep lust churn. She wondered briefly if this was how it was for males around her while she was in season. She'd have to keep that in mind.

Otlan looked around the room, taking in the remaining few who had not been claimed. His red eye gazed into their souls as he looked around. The cat was afraid, with dark passion hidden beneath the fear. The red wolf, however... His soul was submissive, wanting a master to dominate him. Otlan smiled, and turned to approach this pup. He'd be a fine bitch.

Vikie turned, instead, to the collie and cat. The collie was whining loudly and whimpering with each rapid knotting, the pitbull breeding her relentlessly. His knot slopped loudly in and out of her, and Vikie could see the fear and pain in her eyes. It was in that moment that she realized that if she couldn't stop the rape, she could at least help the pair be more comfortable. The wolf heard a whimper escape the cat's lips, and Vikie watched as Almandinia desperately rubbed her slit against her leg, her bound body shaking and squirming. The poor kitten did need relief, but Vikie didn't want to impregnate her. Instead, she reached into her belongings, pulling out another of her favorite items: a long barbed toy that would be perfect to help a cat in heat.

She tried to ignore the screams of the girls getting raped around her, her ears folding back against her head as she knelt beside the pale furred beauty, her hand reaching out to gently touch the long hair of the cat. Almandinia flinched softly at the touch, but her eyes were locked onto the collie, the feline's curvaceous body moving to the rhythm and beat of her friend being knot fucked. Vikie leaned down against the cat, and slid a hand around to her heated center. Only at the touch of her gentle fingers did Almandinia finally look at the wolf. A soft whimper let her lips, and her body bucked violently with need.

"Poor thing..." Vikie whispered into her ear, her fingers slowly rubbing the cat's pink petals. Almandinia shivered softly at the touch, and leaned herself back against the plush softness of the black breasts behind her. A small whimper left her lips, and she pushed her pelvis down into the wolfess' gentle strokes. Vikie smiled as she listened to the cat's breathing, hearing how it hitched as her fingers spread her entrance and circled it slowly. Her pawpads gently pushed inside the cat, spreading her tight entrance, letting the juices freely spill across her fingers. The cat's tail flailed against her, her mouth opening in a soft mewl of pleasure. Vikie felt her cock throb, the need growing ever stronger. She couldn't keep going like this without reason eventually overcoming her. Her breath grew heavier, panting into the pale furred beauty's ears. Just a little more, she decided. She plunged her fingers inside suddenly, and felt how the cat spasmed in her arms.

Almandinia shook at the sudden intrusion. The stroking had already been driving her up the wall with need, her heat begging for more than just the fingers stroking her. Even as the lightning like pleasure shot through her core, she knew she needed more. The pale cat sat back down, pushing the wolfess's fingers deeper into her, the soft pawpads scraping against the sweetest spot inside her, causing her to tremble and mewl again, this time loud enough that the others in the tent slowed their own activities to look at what was going on.

The yowl was the straw that threatened to break the camel's back. If Vikie didn't pull back now, she would be the one breeding this poor kitten. Even if she were squirming like this and yowling for her, she knew she would have a hard time forgiving herself. Her fingers swirled around inside the cat for a moment longer, scraping against her tightening walls, feeling her fingers get squeezed within the tight tunnel. It sang a siren's lullaby, calling for the wolf to go further. She sighed deeply, and slowly slid her fingers away from the cat, and winced softly at the desperate little mewl she gave as she tried to keep the fingers inside of her. They both needed relief. Neither would be able to wait much longer.

Vikie rose up, and went over to a toy box in the corner, pulling out a marble dildo that was shaped like that of a cat's cock. Her own cock dribbled pre, throbbing and erect with need. She had to fight away images of her knotting the cat as she walked back, knelt behind the kitten, and then guided her to sit back, the dildo entering slowly into the tight tunnel that beckoned her so seductively.

Otlan, meanwhile, had approached the red wolf, his eyes locked upon the bound male like that of a predator watching its prey. The red wolf's eyes would flutter, daring to look up at the larger male approaching him briefly, but the moment their eyes would meet, he would look back down. Otlan grinned as he listened to the pup's hastening breath, and he could see the desire and fear spiral inside his soul like a delicious soup that enticed the black wolf. He would partake in those desires and fears. He stepped up to the submissive pup, reaching down to grab the leash that hung limply from his collar.

Matthew, for his part, felt his cock throb against its metal cage as he was approached. The look of lust and domination in the eyes of the black wolf had indeed caused him to feel deep desire and fear. He couldn't tell if the wolf would hurt him or fulfill his darkest wishes, and the thought caused a shiver of desire to shoot down his spine. He let out a submissive whine as he heard the wolf come close, but kept his eyes down at the floor, looking at the large foot paws of his new master. He tried to keep his heart from racing, but when he saw the scarred arm and hand of the wolf reach down and grab the leash, he found the attempt to stay calm an exercise in futility. He felt the leash gently tug as the wolf stood up, and he looked down between his legs, trying to not make eye contact.

"You are a tasty little morsel. I'm going to enjoy you. You serve me now, my little bitch."

The words cut through the noise of the tent like a knife, almost like he was speaking right in his ear despite being several feet away. He glanced up at the wolf, his eyes wide as his ears flattened. As he looked up, the black wolf pulled harshly on the leash, pulling his muzzle into the waiting crotch of the predator at the other end, his nostrils being filled with the musk of the dominant male. His arms ached as his bound wrists pulled on his shoulders as they were secured behind him. A black hand grabbed his hair, keeping the red wolf still as he tried to jerk away, his eyes tearing up slightly at the pain, and his cock throbbing with need at the scent.

"Take a long breath, pup. Get to know that scent." Otlan teased the male as he pulled his muzzle against his large cock, letting the red length rest on his new pet's muzzle. His hips slid back and forth, rubbing the member against the slave as he held him still. "Your mouth is going to serve as my cock sheath, and you are going to drain my seed like a proper bitch should."

Matthew stopped struggling as his eyes glanced back up at his master. His tail hid between his legs at the pain, but he could not deny how he was darkly enjoying being taken like a belonging. He wanted more. He decided that he would indulge this master. He nuzzled up against the red knot that rested against his face, his tongue lapping out softly to please his master before pressing his face into his sheath, following his master's instructions. He whined long and loud, nuzzling between the sheath and furry balls of the black wolf, getting used to the scent.

The act of obedience did please the wolf, and Otlan grinned. The pup was proving his sight correct. However, he would both reward and punish the pup. He had given no instruction for the red wolf to lick his cock. Perhaps, his next action should both reward and punish. "You want my length, hmm?" he growled, pulling on the leash to make the red wolf look up at him. "Then I think it it time you should learn its taste.

Matthew's tail wagged between his legs, and he nodded slightly at his master's words. He opened his mouth to accept the length, but he was certainly not ready for what came next. The black wolf seized his hair firmly, causing the red wolf to let out a frightened yelp, his eyes closing at the sudden stinging pain. The yelp was cut suddenly short as the fat red length was shoved down his maw, the knot pushing into his mouth along side the shaft, cutting off his air as he was shoved all the way down to Otlan's sheath, his nose pushed up against the musky fur. He gagged and slurpped loudly, trying to get to the point that he could breath again, but finding himself unable to move as the black wolf held him there, keeping his head pressed down into the crotch of the wolf. The red knot throbbed against his tongue and mouth, tantalizing the red wolf with the promise of more. His eyes slowly began to roll back as he struggled to breath, suckling the red flesh harder as he tried to pull more oxygen into his system.

Otlan let out a pleased groan as the pup embraced his role, the black wolf enjoying each suckling roll of the submissive wolf's tongue. He watched the bitch struggle for air, and held his cock inside his maw for a good long moment longer. Just as he saw the eyes start to roll back and the potential for the dog to go unconscious, Otlan finally pulled back, sloppily sliding his cock out the tightening throat of his new pet. The red wolf coughed and gasped, fighting to get air again, while Otlan grabbed his hair and guided his eyes up to his own. The pair met, and instantly the red wolf tried to look away. "keep suckling like that, and I might even call you a good bitch." Otlan said with a husky growl. While Matthew still kept his eyes looking away from his master's red gaze, the tail tip between his legs began to thump against the ground.

And Otlan grinned.

All the while, Fenerus had begun to speed up his thrusts. The little virgin rat was having her depths thoroughly explored, his knot loudly smacking against her formerly unused petals. Her belly bulged out with each thrust, the canine's tip pushing against her cervix with each rough thrust. His balls tapped lightly against his toy, held back by the fat bulb keeping them from truly and roughly slamming against the rodent and letting her feel herself getting bred. Fenerus knew that it wouldn't be long until she felt the sensation, though. She was squeezing and milking his cock, her body involuntarily moving with each thrust. The suspended female squeaked and cried out with each rough thrust, her begging getting lost with each thrust and involuntary squeak. Her large round ears were flat against her head, and she writhed in his grip, tugging against the ropes that bound her. He watched her hands grip and scratch at her own arms, the little rat valiantly still trying to get free, no matter how futile the motion.

Hunter felt her own mind being slowly split by each thrust. The first few caused stabbing pain, though that pain had slowly become a dull ache as other sensations began to fill the rat. New sensations, some uncomfortable, others enticingly sweet. She fought to try to keep her reason, to keep begging her new captive to stop. She could feel each inch that delved into her deepest places, probing her fertile valley, digging against her sweet spots. Even with the soreness, the thrusts were soon bringing small jolts of pleasurable lightning shooting through her veins. The fact that there was any enjoyment only made her disgust and terror at the situation increase. She didn't want this, despite that a part of her told her to be a good little breeder and push against the cock. She tried to escape the firm grip that held her suspended above the ground, tugging at each knot and rope, trying to find a place that it might have worked loose. Her despair was only added to as she realized that each knot held firm, and that she was truly captive, a fuck toy for her new master.

Fenerus pulled the little struggling rat back against her, one hand grabbing her chin, while the other shot around to her breasts, grasping the delicious mounds in his large hand, her brown nipples squeezed between his fingers. He grinned down at the little rat as he pulled her tight against him, his thrusts becoming more rapid and forceful, despite not pulling back so much. The fat red bulb put constant pressure on the pink petals of his pet, slowly pushing her more and more open with each rough. "I'm gonna knot you." He growled, greedily fucking his toy. His eyes were filled with predatory hunger as he gazed into the fearful blues of his pet. He was happy with this toy. She was tight and delightful, even if she was loud and begged him to stop. However, he knew her place. She was his. His to hold. His to knot. His to breed.

Hunter gasped as she felt her nipples get played with and tugged on, her breasts far more sensitive than usual. Her mouth opened up, and for once, a different noise left her mouth. She gasped out in pleasure, and let out a long moan. Her eyes rolled back as she felt her master's cock pushing greedily at her, a round bulb pushing at her. It stretched her entrance wider and wider, pushing and rubbing against her clit with each buck and thrust. The former trills of pleasure were eclipsed by an unwanted tidal wave, spreading through her body and making her squeak and mewl, her eyes rolling upwards as her body and mind hit their splitting point. Her mouth opened again in a gasp, a soft whisper leaving her lips, one final protest as her mind and thoughts began to be washed away in pleasure. "Please...s t... stahpp..." Even as she spoke, she pushed her knees against the wooden support beam that she was tied to, and pushed her back against the fat cock that now intruded on every thought.

Fenerus saw the moment that she started to break, felt how she clenched around his cock. He felt every quiver of her ever tightening cunny, and knew that he would not last much longer. He would claim this rat, break her, make her beg for him by the end. He pulled at her tits like he were trying to milk her, all while grinding his knot hard against her clit. The rat squealed with delight as her eyes grew more blank, and her legs began to shake. His own tongue began to hang out of his mouth as she wrung his cock like a rag, trying to wring him of every droplet he wanted to give her. He buried his muzzle into hers, kissing the little rat as he smashed her down onto his knot.

All control had fled Hunter's mind. Pleasure overrode every sensibility, robbing her of her last barriers. She had cum before on her own fingers, but nothing compared to this. Each hammering thrust of her new master made her climax, pain and pleasure swirling into a tangled rope, binding her to the cock intruding into her deepest places. Her mouth opened, her sight having grown blank by this point, and silently, she mouthed one word, "more." She opened her mouth again, this time to cry out, but the cry was silenced by the mouth of her new master. Their tongues entwined as she lost all control, her mind and body begging for a finish to the pleasure that threatened to burn her away to nothing. She pushed herself back into him, screaming her growing climax into his mouth as she felt the fat bulb that she had feared so much minutes before suddenly push into her. Her body accepted it, welcomed it like an old friend, hugging it tightly, squeezing it like the reunion of lovers. Even as it felt like it would tear her apart, the bulb pushing her walls apart, locking her against her master's hips. The bulb pushed against her sweetest spots, and his tip invaded her womb, holding her dangerously open to his fertile seed.

And by breaking their kiss and squealing to the sky, she welcomed it.

Fenerus broke the kiss willingly as well as he felt himself tie the tight little rat. Lightning shot through his body, and he tugged her against him. His arms locked around her, locking her lithe body to his as tightly as the knot did, ensuring that even as she writhed and squirmed against him, her body shaking and bucking in orgasmic bliss, she could not unseat his cock from her womb. He met her scream with a long drawn out growl of pleasure, his muzzle pulling back into a snarl as every muscle in his body tightened, clenching up. His knot swelled, and her petals clenched down at the base of the bulb, engulfing every inch in her little body, his balls throbbing as the pushed up against her. The snarl grew louder as he felt himself tip over the edge, and with a violent spasm that made Hunter bounce, he came.

The two jerked and bucked, the rat screaming and squeaking, her noises happy at the breeding she was getting. The outline of Fenerus' cock in her belly became lost as he pumped cum into her fertile valley, sowing his seed to take root. Her taught belly swelled out, making the little rat look like she already carried pups for her sire. The grey wolf's snarl became a drawn out howl, announcing to all that he was breeding his new slave, claiming her for his own.

Even as noises had began to grow, letting Vikie know of the impending climax of the wolf, she managed to pull away from Almandinia and move over to Kim. The red collie was being shaken and jerked about, her back rubbing hard against the hard wood support beam. Her head tossed back and forth, the dog whining loudly as she tried to get away from the rough knot fucking that Goldwine was treating her to. The pitbull loudly tied her again and again, his knot growing slightly larger with each time the fat red ball of his cock entered her body. The collie's heat became ever more apparent to the black wolfess, as she could smell how despite her desperate attempts to escape, the collie was cumming on the cock of her oppressor. The collie would never accept it, but her body was begging for pups. Vikie knew that she could do nothing to stop her womb from being seeded, but perhaps she could help both her and the collie with their respective discomfort. Her own cock was throbbing, almost like it was pulling her towards the females, reminding her of the power of their instincts.

The black wolf moved behind the collie, pulling her away from the pillar. Kim's eyes shot opened, and she let out a frightened yelp, her eyes darting back and forth between the pitbull and the black wolfess. Vikie softly, kissed the stressed pup, and wrapped her arms around the squirming girl to help support her, lifting her legs so that the knot fucking wouldn't be quite as hard on the pup. She then guided her own cock, glistening with the juices of Kim's friend, to the tight pucker where she knew her seed could not take hold.

Kim had been trying to hold onto a bit of hope as she was railed by the pitbull. Her body begged her to simply submit to him, to hold still and whine like a good little bitch, to push her tail to the side and let him be her alpha, to carry his pups. Each knotting made it harder to ignore that voice. She threw her head back and forth, refusing to look at the pitbull as he rutted her. She hated this. Tears streamed down her face as everything hurt, her body curled up against the rough wood post that she was tied to. When she felt other hands reach around her body, gently moving her so she was more comfortable, Kim felt her mind race with fear. Inspite of the gentleness of the motion, she feared the worst, especially as she caught the scent of her friend on the black wolfess that moved behind her. She reacted accordingly, yelping, trying to nip at the wolfess, but being unable to due to her muzzle. She looked over to her friend, her mind racing in fear. Had she already been bred? Had she failed to protect her for even a moment?

To her amazement, the cat had no seed pouring down from her. Instead, Almandinia pushed herself up and down a stone dildo, shaped after a cat. The smooth stone barbs raked against her petals, making the pale furred beauty tremble and shiver, shaking in her binds. Almandinia's unique gem eyes met with Kim's ever so briefly, the cat blushing as she watched her friend getting fucked by the giant pitbull. Kim's own face flushed as she realized that the cat moved in time with the fucking that she was receiving, dropping down on the dildo with each time the pitbull's fat knot pushed inside her lower lips. She could see the shame in Almandinia's eyes as she looked away, but her body still moved to the same tempo. Kim's own thought process came to a sudden stop shortly after, however, as something warm and wet pushed up against her ass. She squeaked out a little yelp, but felt herself get pulled back against the breasts of the black wolf, feeling the first bit of comfort and care that she had for quite some time.

Goldwine found that he was having to work harder and harder with each thrust he gave the tight pup, the beautiful collie trying to get away from him, her pussy milking his cock so hard that she almost kept squeezing him out, only to welcome him back in with a gush of her juices. He had been so enraptured with his own pleasure that he hadn't noticed the wolfess approach the collie, at least until she pulled up the pretty legs of his pet, revealing the girl nicely to her new master. The angle made it easier for him to plunge in, and gave him a perfect view of his bitch's swinging breasts. He gave a grunt of thanks, glancing at the wolfess briefly. She was quite the sight herself, he decided. Her large breasts and blue nipples were pushed up against his slave, and she looked to be offering him her help with making sure that he bred this sweet little pup. He watched as Kim pushed her head back against the wolfess, leaning into her touch. Then, something surprised him. He felt Kim's tunnel getting tighter, and could feel the outline of a cock moving against his own. The pitbull let out a surprised laugh, and leaned back so he could look down further between their tangle of legs. The wolfess certainly had another surprise, and it was currently pushing further and further into the collie. It even had the same color as her nipples!

All the while, Almandinia watched. Her body begged for more as she moved on the cold stone dildo, warming it up with her heated petals, making the toy more comfortable with each passing motion. The barbs scratched at her sensitive places, rubbing against the points that made her mewl and pant. Her eyes had a dark jealousy behind them as she watched her friend's rape. She wanted to be bred. She wanted to feel a knot inside her. She had seen canines before, and a part of her had always wanted to be tied to one's hips, unable to move, to get away from the breeding they would give her. They would claim her to be their bitch, to carry their pups, to milk their seed...

She slammed her hips down onto the dildo, the barbs raking against her g spot. She let out a gasp, and blushed. Her eyes met Kim's, and she had to look away. She couldn't let her friend see that dark fantasy in her heart, the bit that begged for them to switch places, not out of desire to protect her friend, but out of desire to take her spot in being a bitch to a dog. Two dogs, she noted. She glanced back up as she watched the black wolfess that had pleasured her picked up Kim and pulled her against her, and watched with morbid fascination as the blueberry cock slowly disappeared inside Kim's puckered ass, spreading her more and more as the spaded tip pushed nice and deep inside her. She moved her hips with the stroke, letting the barbed length push inside her at the same time.

It seemed that after a brief moment of stunned pause, the pitbull had the same idea. He waited for the wolfess to hilt herself, her knot throbbing against Kim's tailend. He then plopped his knot out, and slid his hips back in time with the wolfess. Almandinia raised her hips up with them, before dropping again as they both thrust in, drawing little noises from each of them. Almandinia's legs squeezed together, her body shivering with delight at being filled, all while her soul begged for more, for a real cock to fill her. She moved again, her hips slamming down again at the sound of two hips smacking against her friend.

Tears still filled Kim's eyes, discomfort overwhelming any pleasure that was to be had, but with both holes filled, the distance between pleasure and pain were slowly being bridged. She felt a nuzzle at her breast, a soft kiss at her neck, and soon after, a whisper in her ear. The wolfess whispered gentle words of comfort, and as she spoke, her fingers stroked the red collie's body, drawing forth small squirms and little ripples of pleasure. She pressed herself back against Vikie, needing more of the comfort, needing any bit of hope. She knew she wouldn't be getting away from the breeding that would come, but perhaps, with the wolf's help, she could at least feel a little comfort.

Vikie smiled as she felt the collie push against her, nuzzling her with heart wrenching little whimpers. The poor girl was so scared. Vikie needed to help any way that she could. She pushed again into Kim, feeling her clench down on her cock, sending trills of pleasure shooting up her spine as finally the need that had been filling her found some relief. She could feel the pitbull's cock move from the other side, causing tightness to roll along her length, and she let out a small sigh of delight. Despite the relief that she briefly felt, it soon came back, need building stronger and stronger. She pressed herself against the collie, nuzzling her breast before thrusting again. Then again. The lust built in her system, and she found her mind spiraling with the need. To help occupy herself, she looked at one of the beautiful tits that bounced next to her muzzle, and with a smile, seized it in her mouth, and suckled greedily, thinking about how much she enjoyed when Otlan would reward her with that same sort of treatment.

Goldwine certainly was enjoying the view. He watched with an amused grin as the two girls pressed against each other, the black wolf drawing a tit into her mouth for a greedy suckle. The collie responded by latching down on his cock, making it impossible to knot her as he thrust back in, and making Goldwine gasp out and grin. He'd have to just go harder, then, he thought to himself. He pushed into her again, harder this time, and found the pup more welcoming in the past. Her legs jerked as she bounced, his knot slamming against her, but once again finding her too tight to work its way back in. At the same time, he felt the wolfess push inside the bitch as well, her cock's motions mirroring his own, the two fat lengths pressing against each other and causing even more friction and pleasure to course its way through the pair. Goldwine growled as things got tighter and tighter, shivering as his pleasure began to reach its climax, his muscles tensing up, his grip becoming more firm.

Vikie had to push harder too, her hips slapping up against Kim as she shook with growing pleasure. The denial that she had felt with Almandinia had been replaced with fulfillment, and the earlier denial had made her even more sensitive. She raced towards her own climax, spurred on by the fulfillment of need that she had put off. The sensations felt so new, her head starting to spin with the scent of a female in heat on her cock. Even if she could think about how she would not be knocking her up, her body still responded as if it were the forgone conclusion of their coupling. The collie squirmed as she suckled and licked her bouncing tits, the pert pink nipples plopping in and out of her mouth with each greedy milking.

The licking and suckling were certainly doing their job. Kim leaned into her mistress, pressing into each of her gentle touches, trying to forget about the brute ravishing her womb. The pain and discomfort had now blended, and she whined with pleasure between her scared whimpers. Her hips bucked into the thrusts, each cock pushing deep into her and striking against her sweetest spot. Her g spot felt trapped between the two members, and each movement teased it. The knot of Goldwine pressed against her clit, and she shivered with pleasure as the small ripples turned into waves, waves of pleasure that crashed down on her heat addled mind. She nuzzled into the hair of the black wolfess, trying to get more, squirming and twisting her torso so that she could have both of her tits suckled more easily. Her body rewarded her by increasing her delight and ecstasy, and she found herself building towards a climax as her body readied her to bear puppies.

Sweat beaded down Goldwine's short fur, His eyes closing as his grin slowly became a snarl. The dog's hips had began their desperate pounding of the fertile valley, trying to wedge his knot back inside her. The bulb already had expanded more than usual, which made the enterprise quite difficult, but Goldwine had never shied away from difficult tasks. He relished the thought of knotting the beauty in front of him, and then thought about how he would be able to take the cat next, if he managed to get free before the others. The thought coursed through him with the next wave of pleasure, and with a determined growl, he decided that he needed to push ahead. Especially when he heard the sudden gasp and scream of the rat, followed by a drawn out howl. Fenerus had beaten him to the breeding of his new pet, and he would be damned if the wolf beat him to the cat. He grabbed her legs, and hauled them up near the collie's ears as he slammed his hips forward.

Almandinia watched as Goldwine pushed in deep. She squirmed and mewled as she plunged herself faster and faster on the stone toy. While it was no true cock, it certainly was helping, and the barbs successfully awoke the cat's instinct for being bred by one of her own species. She felt the barbs rake against her sweetest spot again and again as she rapidly raised and dropped her hips, desperation for relief building as she put herself in Kim's place. Imagining the knot pushing against her petals, spreading her...

Then she saw him slam his hips forward. This time, there was no drawing back. Kim let out a yelp and looked at the pitbull with wide, scared eyes as she was curled up even more, allowing him to push against her with all his weight. At the same time, the black wolfess did the same, slamming her hips into the bound and trapped red collie. Almandinia's eyes widened as she watched the two knots start spreading her open, slowly pushing in. Her own legs squirmed and jerked as she neared her own climax, and she rode the cock even harder. She wanted to cum with her friend. She wanted to feel a knot locking her to an alpha's hips. She slammed herself down, and as she tipped over the edge, she watched the fat bulbs push into the bound pup with a loud squelch.

Kim's eyes flew open as the knots pushed inside her, her mouth opening as much as it could in the muzzle. Stars flew in front of her eyes as the world began to burn bright, her body responding in the ancient way to taking a knot. She began to shiver and shake, small yips and yelps escaping her lips as she jerked. The last vestiges of her will tried to get her off the knots, but all she could do was simply tug and squeeze them, accelerating how fast they swelled inside her. The wolfess grabbed both her tits into her mouth at the same time, whining loudly as she suckled greedily, and the pitbull threw back his head to howl to the skies. Kim looked back and forth as she tipped over the edge, and a whine escaped her own lips as she buried her muzzle into Vikie's hair and came with both of them.

Almandinia slammed herself down one last time as they tied her friend. Her mouth opened in a loud yowl as she came with her friend and their captors. The tent was filled with howls and yowls, whines and whimpers. Goldwine jerked as he howled, filling the pup's womb with his seed. She was at the height of her heat, and there was no way that they would not take hold in her fertile valley. Her belly swelled as his cum filled her, as well as the cum of the wolfess behind her. Vikie shook and jerked, experiencing what it was like to cum inside a female in heat for the first time. Her mind and body were filled with pleasure, and she jerked with each release, adding to the flooding that made the collie look several months pregnant. Kim whined and yelped, her hips jerking, tugging on both knots, milking both cocks for each drop that they would give. She would discover just how much they had, as they all ground and bucked together for several minutes, riding out their shared orgasms. The red collie shook as her breasts were suckled by the wolfess, the dog pushing the pert mounds into her mouth, making sure that the tender pink nipples could be nursed.

While his mate railed the ass of a beautiful collie, Otlan was becoming quite preoccupied with his own little bitch. He made such cute little gagging noises each time Otlan pulled on his lead, making the red wolf push his mouth against the scarred canine's slowly swelling knot. The bitch's arms would shake each time, pulling at the restraints behind him as he was tugged harshly down the length of his new master. Otlan rewarded each time he suckled his cock with a thrust of his hips, pushing his fat red bulb against the lips of the pup, trying to wedge it into his mouth. He would gag and suckle harder, tears streaming down his eyes as Otlan used his throat for his pleasure. He was growing ever more found of the good pup. He'd have to reward him.

Matthew was in a place that found him falling and rising between Heaven and Hell. His arms ached as he was pulled between his master and the binds that pulled him back towards the wall. His claws tore at his cuffs as he jerked his head back and forth down the fat red length that occupied his every thought. It's musk filled his nose, it's taste his mouth, and its length his throat. Oxygen was a precious gift that he was only occasionally given, and it made him focus even more on his master. His own cock was pressed uncomfortably against the metal cage, throbbing as his knotted member tried to push out, but was unable to. Pain mixed with the pleasure of being a used like a toy to create a perfect mesh, and Matthew couldn't get enough. He gulped and sucked greedily, pushing his tongue up against the cock in his mouth, memorizing its shape and taste, exploring it thoroughly to find each spot that made his master growl.

Find the spots, he did. He felt every shudder and throb of the length in his mouth, and as it got rammed into his throat, he tried to push at each point that made it throb. Each time the knot pushed against his lips, he would suck on the cock, putting gentle suction on the knot as it rested against him. His jaw hurt because of the size of the length he kept taking, but he knew how to ignore that, spreading his mouth wider with each thrust so he could suck and lick more and more of the knot as it was graciously fed to him. His balls ached, churning with seed, his orbs full after days of being caged. What he couldn't ignore was how hard it was to breath. With most of his partners, he'd been able to breath through his nose, and get a bit of air. With this black wolf, it was a pipe dream, especially as his body was held at an odd angle because of his bindings. The length pushed down far enough that it made it hard to breath, and as the fat red length began to spill pre into his gullet, slight panic began to flutter behind his eyes as he felt almost like he was drowning.

It turned him on.

He'd always had dark fantasies. He liked it when he was being choked and used. This wolf, without grabbing his throat or even pulling at a leash, was choking him. He had to fight to remain awake, the world slowly graying out to black on the fringes of his eyesight. His eyes began to roll back as tears streamed uncontrollably down his face, his body crying out for help at the lack of air. As his eyes rolled back, they looked up into the face of the wolf that was face fucking him. His face was contorted into a mix of snarl and grin. His red eyes were locked onto his, looking into his soul. He felt his large hand roughly seize his hair, tugging hard on it. More tears poured from Matt's eyes, and he opened up his mouth in a yelp of pain. The yelp never sounded out.

Otlan watched as the pup tried to cry out. He had been holding on now for several minutes. The red wolf certainly had figured out how to turn him on, obediently suckling and sucking on him, in spite of all of his rough treatment. He could feel his bitch's soul calling out for more, and as he fucked his face harder, Otlan wanted to comply. His balls were tightening up, churning, pulsing. They strained, like great racing beasts begging to be unleashed to rush ahead. He growled and grunted as the male tightened his throat around his cock and pushed every button to turn him on, licking at each sweet spot with his greedy tongue. He felt his cock twitch and throb happily at the treatment, and he knew that it couldn't continue on much longer like this.

So he stepped forward and tugged back on the hair of the crimson pup in front of him, making the bitch try to cry out. The open maw gave him the opportunity that he was looking for. Otlans hips jerked as he slammed his length into Matthew's mouth, silencing more effectively than any gag. His balls slapped up against the bitch's chin, and his knot pushed past his lips. Otlan let out a snarl as he forced the head of the slave into his crotch, stepping forward again as his knot swelled up inside the maw, keeping him from pulling away. Most of his cock was shoved down his bitch's throat, and the tightness of it began to milk and suckle his cock, pulling at it to draw out his seed. Otlan leaned over the red pup, his hips jerking rapidly, pulling Matt's head back and forth as his knot ground inside his mouth. His cock leapt as the maw of his bitch unconsciously squeezed his swollen knot. The world began to burn white, and Otlan felt himself slipping over the edge.

His hips worked faster, making the red pup gag even harder as his balls slapped against the face of his slave. His knot jerked back and forth in the red wolf's mouth, his tip trying to push down further into the tightening throat as the black wolf's body started to jerk uncontrollably. His snarl turned into a howl as his leg jerked upwards, his body going through the motions to make sure that his knot had been firmly seated. He tugged Matthew harder into his crotch, his nose burried into the fur above his crotch.

If he had been struggling with breathing before, Matthew was now losing the struggle. The knot held the cock deep into his throat, and his master kept his nose pushed firmly into his crotch. Every slight breath of air pulled in only a slight bit of fresh oxygen, and instead, he found the natural musk of his master overwhelming his senses. His eyes rolled back, tears streaming down his face. His own body began to shake and jerk, blackness creeping further and further into his peripheral vision. He knew that he was going to fall unconscious. His cock pushed hard against its cage, throbbing, completely on edge. The cage couldn't stop the throbbing and the need. His muscles clenched, his tongue flailing against the bottom of the cock in his mouth. It throbbed, then pulsed.

Then cum filled his throat and mouth.

His eyes shot wide with surprise, and he gulped desperately to keep his throat clear of the salty substance. His vision began to flicker, and his hips suddenly bucked as pain, panic, and pleasure reached a blend that filled his body with a sensation stronger than any orgasm he'd experienced before. The faint scent of his own seed mixed with that of his master's as it shot against the cage, spilling down his legs and across the floor of the tent.

The orgasm was too much. He couldn't control his body, his already panicked breathing hitched. His vision flickered in front of his eyes, and gagging he felt himself fall into the blackness, his hips hitching as he spilled out the seed that had been storing up in his caged testicles for days. He slumped down, his eyes fully rolling back as pleasant release rocked him into unconsciousness.

Otlan heard the howls and cries of the others join his own as he released his seed into his good little bitch. He felt how he jerked and tightened up, causing more jolts of pleasure to race through his system as he drained every last drop he had to give. As his howl died down, his tongue rolled out from his mouth, leaving the wolf panting happily. He'd chosen wisely, he felt. A pleasant ache filled his body, his muscles begging for relaxation after cumming so hard. He forced himself to stand up right again, looking down at the pup trapped against his crotch. He saw the male jerk and buck, spilling the last of his seed. It had been quite the amount, showing just how backed up the poor boy had been. He then looked into the unconscious eyes of the red wolf, watching how he was lost in pleasure. His breathing had steadied out as his body forced itself to relax in his unconscious state. Otlan smiled, and then reached for a stool, letting him sit down more comfortably, and putting his slave in a better place to breath. It was then that he gave the pup a slap, waking him up. He jerked, but was unable to move much due to the knot in his mouth. Otlan watched the panic that showed in his eyes turn back into recognition of where he was. His smile spread as the pup relaxed again, still softly gagging as he began to measure his breathing again, his maw still suckling the black wolf as he relaxed. The tail that had been trapped between the boy's legs snuck out, and wagged happily, in spite of the discomfort he had to be in. Otlan gave his ears an appreciative scratch, and then looked around the room at his companions.

Vikie and Goldwine had untied the collie from the post, and now the three of them sat together in a mess of tangled legs, all held together by the knots inside the red collie. Kim whimpered and whined, kissing Otlan's mate again and again, pushed back against the black wolfess. Vikie's hands massaged her breasts, while her own were being tugged and groped by the pitbull. Goldwine had his lips latched to the collie's nipples, suckling happily as his body bucked and jerked, ensuring that the breeding that he gave his slave would take. Kim's belly already looked pregnant with the amount of seed she had taken from the two canines, a foreshadow of what she would look like in several months once she started showing the pups she now carried for her master.

Kim kept herself pressed against Vikie, trying to keep to any comfort she could get. There was no way to get around it. She would be pregnant. She had been bred, claimed by an alpha. She hated that she had cum so hard for him, but at this point, she had nothing left that she could cling to except for the little bits of pleasure that were left by the knots tugging inside her and how her breasts were being treated. She would be his slave from now on. All she could try to do is to at least be a good girl for her new master. Her body rewarded her thoughts with rolling pleasure, small orgasms as her pussy squeezed and sucked out each droplet of cum from her master, pulling and tugging on his cock as her ass clenched tightly around the knot of the wolfess behind her.

Vikie was enjoying the taste of the collie's lips. She gave such sweet little kisses, rewarding the wolfess for her kindness. Each one was a treasure. She knew she hadn't been able to keep the pup from being bred, but at least it seemed that she had succeeded at giving her some relief from the pain. Her treatment had also seemed to get the pitbull to calm some. His large hands massaged her stiff nipples, making the wolfess groan. She certainly had needed this, and now that she had emptied her balls, she thought longingly of getting somewhere private with her mate so she could remove her implement and get treated to a thorough pounding herself. She hadn't quite realized how powerful the rolling pleasure of emptying one's nuts were before now, and now she wanted to give him the gift of that again and again. Her eyes looked over to her mate, and she smiled at how he seemed quite relaxed himself. So relaxed, in fact, that such activities as she though about might have to wait for a bit.

Goldwine was in his own little bit of heaven. His nuts were being milked for each drop by the needy bitch in heat, and he gladly gave her all. His mouth tasted her sweet nipples, catching the faint taste of the wolfess behind her as he licked and suckled the beautiful mounds. His hands had snuck behind his pet to his partner in this endeavor, and now thoroughly explored her breasts. Her moans rewarded his motions, and if he were a cat, he would have been purring at the delight of being with two beautiful women... even if one had a cock. He bucked, pushing the collie and wolfess up with each lift of his hips before dragging both back down, their movements tied together because of his fat knot wedged inside his tight little partner. He had filled the bitch with so much seed that it leaked around the fat bulb, dripping down beneath them into a small pool.

Almandinia shivered and shook, but the dildo had done little to truly satisfy her body. No seed leaked from her pussy, like that from her friend. Her tunnel clenched around the dildo, trying to milk seed from it. Even though she had cum, a frustration filled her heat addled mind. She needed breeding. She would go insane without it. Even though she shook and quivered like a willow in the wind, her hips kept riding the dildo, moving up and down it, trying to keep her pleasure going, and desperately seeking something to quench the heat that filled her core with growing need. Her whimpers grew in ferocity, her legs shaking as she mewled desperately. Her mind would break if she didn't have her fill of seed. She needed a male. She needed to be bred.

Meanwhile, Fenerus shook as his own climax reached its conclusion. His seed dripped from the far too stuffed little rat, and she trembled and squeezed his cock tighter and tighter with each moment. Her pleasure was fading as well, her moans of need slowly dying out into whimpers and squeaks. Her voice was a mix of pleasure and fear, and he felt her try to curl up, trying to hide from the world as seed flooded her formerly unused tunnel. Fenerus undid the bind tying her to the pole, and then gently set the rat down onto a pillow, curling around her bound form. His hands found her breasts, and he nuzzled and licked her neck as he kept playing with her brown nipples, trying to help her pleasure keep going. His hips rocked and shook softly as the girl on his cock whimpered, and he responded by trying to help her feel safe and cared for, even if he had very aggressively claimed her as his.

Hunter felt her conflicted thoughts return as the wolf curled around her, keeping her ass up in the air as he ground himself against her. His arms were warm, though. A comforting warmth that she had never felt. The other side of her mind railed against thoughts of comfort and joy, reminding her how he'd just raped her, and probably knocked her up. She shouldn't be enjoying his company, but trying to escape! However, she'd tried escaping. She'd tried for days. It hadn't worked.

Maybe, just maybe, she should give in.

Her body shuddered as memories of pleasure never before experienced flooded her mind, and she clenched down on the knot inside her, making her new master groan. She never thought she'd experience anything like that. As the pleasure was fading, however, she found the aching and hurt returning, which only made her squirm harder. Anything to relieve the pain would be nice. Maybe he'd be good to his slave...

She stopped. She realized that she was referring to herself as a slave in her mind, and calling him master. Worst yet was that each time she felt herself submit to the male, her body rewarded her with a little more pleasure, a little more desire. She buried her face against the pillow, letting out another squeak as the wolf on top of her bucked, his knot grinding against her sweetest places and the sorest spots in her tunnel, making her shiver with both pain and pleasure. She was his now. Even if she escaped, she probably was carrying his pups. She would never escape this man. Perhaps it would be best to just serve him instead. To seek out the pleasure he had given her. To make him reward her for being a good little bitch for him.

As all came down from their respective highs, the flaps to the tent opened once more. A large grey wolf, his frame adorned in the garb of a high ranking officer, entered the tent. He smiled as he looked around, seeing his men so attached to their new slaves. Then the smile faultered as he looked again, his eyes falling on the two black wolves.

Voulf knew his men. He knew the ones who were being rewarded tonight. He'd personally recommended them to Lord Shomari when the Chimera had told him that he would be honored with a party tonight for his deeds and bravery in battle. Those two were not among those that he knew. He called out for guards, and very suddenly, Otlan and Vikie found themselves surrounded by a dozen fighters. Otlan growled, but raised his hands with a sigh. With his cock shoved so deep in the slave, there was no way he could get free and fight his way out. Vikie let out a scared whimper as she was seized, and both were soon being bound. Voulf looked at them with a grin. "When their knots go down, take them to Lord Shomari. Let him know that I will be along later to witness their interrogation." He growled with a grin. The wolfess looked down while the wolf glared up at him. They had some fire, but he knew that Shomari was quite thorough in his interrogations. He'd find out why they were here.

His eyes then went to the cat pleasuring herself on a dildo. He grinned and licked his lips. The scent of her heat lay strong in the air, and he knew that the Warlord would have to wait awhile to see him. He had a duty to fulfill, and a reward to claim. He let out a small appreciative growl as he looked over the gorgeous feline. She glanced up at him as he made the noise, and immediately stopped moving as their eyes connected.

Delight and dread filled Almandinia at that moment, equal parts racing through her mind as she looked at the large wolf. She watched as he discarded his clothes, and in that moment, she knew that she would get her dark desire. She watched as he exposed his large red cock to her, his knot throbbing angrily.

She would definitely be getting bred. She would have her pups. She glanced back up at him and gulped nervously.

How the hell was he going to fit?

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This story was done as part of the Collab art piece/YCH. All characters belong to their respective owners. The world of Stoneheart belongs to my wife, LordoftheTroglodytes.

Characters and Owners from left to right:

Matthew by MatthewWulf

Otlan by Otlan

Fenerus by diel4

Hunter by FaerieDraconic

Almandinia by ilovepaw

Goldwine by Rorick

Kim by Kim99

Vikie by Otlan

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