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Tuon's nose was tickled by the fizzy smell of shampoo as he entered his new master's bedroom, and he sneezed as he was greeted by even more strange smells, dozens of perfumes and the scent of freshly-laundered bed linen enveloping him. The gnoll simply wasn't used to such lofty odors, and he wasn't prepared for the view stretching before him either. He had dreamed to visit a palace all his young life and see what true wealth looked like, but his mind hadn't been ready to imagine the golden pomp and illustrious splendor of a prince's chamber. The walls were plastered with ornamental red tapestries, the furniture was of gold-inlaid ebony wood, featuring wardrobes and cabinets large enough even for someone as tall as him to hide in, and there was so much valuable stuff and knick-knack scattered about every available surface, half of which were completely foreign to him. However, the most striking feature was the king-sized bed at its center, equipped with silken red sheets and drapes and stacked with more pillows than he could count on both hands.

The gnoll's heart leaped with joy at the sight of unimaginable riches, but he also had never felt so out of place before. Not even the highest-ranking members of his tribe had a claw's worth of this room. At the same time, he fit inside it more than ever, as the royal servants had spruced him up with more dedication than he had spent on himself in his whole life. His spotted brown fur was so neat and clean that it shone enchantingly in the honeyed flicker of the magical torches, his mane was groomed for the first time ever, and even his tail had been brushed and prettied up with bands of golden fabric. His neck was adorned by a black collar and his crotch was veiled in a skimpy flap of gold-embroidered red silk, each bearing the royal emblem while the rest of his big, brawny body was left bare.

Tuon would've loved to explore the room some more, inspecting, touching, and sniffing his new master's various tools and toys, the carpets, and the bed frame, but he knew he wasn't allowed to and really shouldn't get carried away by shinies on his very first day. Obviously. No, he had been instructed to step in front of the bed and go on his knees to await the arrival of prince Adam, who he had never seen or met before, so he did just that, even if he didn't know how long he would have to wait. Until then, he was all alone with his thoughts and the new impressions, his heart fluttering with so much excitement he almost passed out.

Fortunately, Tuon's master wasn't long in coming, and after just a few minutes of staring at the carpet, he heard footsteps and the clicking of the handle. His ears swiveled to the source of the sounds and his tail wagged in eager anticipation, but he didn't dare raise his head and peek as the door opened and the footsteps came closer.

"Ah, I am delighted to see that he has finally arrived. It took the tribes long enough, and I hope he won't disappoint," Adam lilted with a soft, melodic voice as he stepped around the gnoll and hooked a slender finger under his chin, gently lifting his head up to inspect him. In return, Tuon was treated to the sight of the prince in full royal vestments, a wide red robe flowing around the young man's narrow shoulders, a gold circlet with gleaming rubies resting on his head, a loose, frilly silk shirt covering his chest, and a pair of soft white pants embracing his slender legs.

"What is his name?"

Too distracted to process the question, the gnoll lost himself in the petite prince's smooth, slender face and his brilliant blue eyes. His long, curly blond hair looked like strands of gold, his skin was light and supple, and his full red lips glistened in the light as he spoke. He had never seen a human from this close before, and never one without wearing armor or weapons, so he was astounded by his enchanting beauty. No wonder he was a prince.

"Does he have a name?" the prince repeated and raised a brow.

Finally, it dawned on Tuon that Adam was talking to him, and he grunted, "Tuon."

The young man smacked his lips and kept looking at the gnoll, but he didn't say another word as if he was waiting for something.

Tuon tilted his head and returned the gaze in confusion. The tense silence subsisted for a few more seconds until the jumble in his brain cleared and he added, "... Prince. My name is Tuon, my Prince."

"Splendid," Adam cooed with a subtle smile and stroked the gnoll's furry cheek before he turned around and strolled toward his bed. Halfway there, he dropped his robe on the floor and declared, "He has been instructed of his obligations?"

"Yes, my Prince. I am here to serve you," Tuon responded without missing a beat, feeling proud of himself until the prince regarded him with another expectant gaze. Fortunately, it didn't take him as long as before to figure out the implied order, and he jumped up, lunging at the discarded piece of fabric on the floor.

Adam stepped aside and acknowledged the gnoll's aggressive enthusiasm with a chuckle and a slight blush. "Impressive, but perhaps not the most suitable way to deal with such delicate attire. Besides, he is not done yet."

While Tuon was shaking out and hastily folding the precious garment with flattened ears, which was easier said than done with his big, clumsy paws and lack of experience, the prince continued to undress. He unbuttoned his shirt and opened his pants, discarding them with just as little thought or care as his robe. A pair of long white socks and frilled briefs soon joined the pile, and as Tuon held the latter in his paws, he realized that his master was fully naked now. However, as he looked up to check on the prince, he had already moved on to the bed and made himself comfortable behind the silky curtains, announcing his next demand. "The day has left me with quite the pit in my stomach," he sighed. "Or to put it into simpler terms, there is a tray of pastries on one of the tables and he may bring it to me."

The gnoll nodded vigorously and placed the haphazardly folded clothing onto a vacant chair before he went to fetch the aforementioned silver tray. His cheeks flushed with heat as he carried the treats to the bed, and he wasn't disappointed by the sight he received. Sprawled out between the pillows, the prince awaited him with a grin and not a scrap of clothing on his light, immaculate skin, his slender hips, his smooth belly, and his pink nipples laid bare. Most of all, however, Tuon's eyes were tempted by the treasure between the man's thighs. His flaccid penis was about as long as the beast's little finger, its tip veiled into a long, supple foreskin, and his pair of hairless balls were snugly nestled against his crotch, making the gnoll drool and stirring a familiar tingle in his groin.

However, before Tuon's arousal had time to unfold its effects, the prince snapped him out of his daze and reminded him of his task. "He may place the tray now and kneel before the bed because I have an offer to make."

"Huh? Y-yes, my Prince!" Tuon squeaked with lowered ears and a radiant blush on his face, almost dropping the pastries on the floor as he set down the tray beside the noble. Then, he fell onto his knees and lowered his gaze not to snub his master any more. At the same time, his loincloth began to bulge from the irresistible sight, so he was glad that he could hide it behind the bed frame. What was the prince thinking? Why had he stripped down in front of him? How was he supposed to stay soft with such a beautiful man before him? "W-what is your offer, Prince?"

"When my father offered to find me a servant, I asked him to assign me a gnoll, because their kind is strong and imposing. Mighty, indomitable beasts. Perfect to double as guards, I convinced him, but there is another reason why I wanted him," the prince explained, sliding his foot under Tuon's chin and lifting his head. Yielding to his guidance, the gnoll couldn't help but catch a glimpse of Adam's crotch, and he noticed that the young man had grown rock-hard as well. "Does he like what he sees?"

The sight made Tuon drool even more, and he swallowed nervously as he struggled for an answer. Obviously, he wanted to say yes because the slinky prince turned him on like no gnoll male ever had, but he wasn't sure what consequences that response would entail. On the other paw, saying no would be a lie, and he didn't want to find out what happened if Adam caught his lie.

"Ah well, maybe I misinterpreted the signs, then," the prince sighed as the overwhelmed gnoll refused an answer, but he still didn't let up. Lying back, he spread his ass cheeks to grant Tuon a glimpse at his snug pink hole. "So this does nothing to him?"

Finally, the gnoll's curiosity and arousal got the better of him and he admitted, "No! Yes! I mean... yes, I like what I see, my Prince. You are beautiful. But why does this matter?"

"My father, the king, does not approve of his sons neglecting their duty to preserve the royal line. However, since I am not his firstborn and he has two grandsons already, he tolerates my differing taste as long as I do not make too much of a fuss of it. That brings me to the offer," he revealed, sliding his other foot against Tuon's neck and caressing his fur with his toes. "If he chooses to serve my sexual needs and desires, I will reward him with the perks and amenities of a luxurious life that exceeds the benefits of any ordinary servant. Now, he may either step back to refuse, or come closer and worship me."

Unlike the prince's initial remarks, his current offer was so unambiguous that even Tuon understood it without having to rack his brains over it. It reminded him of the arranged marriages that the leaders of the five gnoll tribes entered with each other at the expense of their offspring, except that he actually had a say in his fate. Although he wasn't sure what consequences a refusal might have, he knew too little about the prince to tell, but he was certain that there would be drawbacks. Meanwhile, the other side of the deal was fairly clear-cut, promising the best shot at a life in luxury that he would likely ever get in exchange for his body. So he would experience nobility greater than what the chief of his tribe had, and he only had to submit to a petite, sexy guy who looked like a better lay than any gnoll male he had ever met? The longer he thought about his choices, the less of a decision it became, and his arousal finally sealed the deal.

With a soft grunt, Tuon grabbed Adam's left foot and pressed his snout against the smooth, supple sole, sampling his scent with a deep sniff. Like the rest of the room, it bore the aroma of flowers and soap, only a touch of sweat and a hint of musk revealing the prince's smell. Committing the scent of his new master to memory, he gave the ball of his foot a playful kiss and slipped his big, wet tongue out of his muzzle, brushing it down to the heel before sliding it all the way up to the toes, threading it through the gaps in between and wrapping it around every single one of them.

The gnoll's lick elicited a thrilled moan from the prince, and he reflexively curled his toes around the large, squirming muscle. "Oh my~ I will take this as a yes, then," he giggled and clapped his hands. "Splendid. Absolutely splendid." The young man's aloof facade cracked as a genuine grin spread on his face, and he playfully rubbed his other foot against Tuon's cheek and forehead. He also spread his thighs and his ass cheeks, teasing his partner with his swollen cock and his tight rosy asshole as well as a promise. "If he worships my feet and my anus, he may breed me like a heat-ridden female of his tribe."

The proposition made Tuon pause with a puzzled grunt, and he stared at Adam in disbelief, for this was the opposite of what he had expected.

Snickering at the gnoll's confusion, the prince clarified, "Or in other terms, he will fuck me with that big, fat tool between his legs. He will take me and pound me senseless, make me squeal and scream with pleasure as he ruins my tight, warm butt with his massive rod and pumps me full with his thick seed. This is an order by the prince himself... once he has thoroughly demonstrated his devotion, so get to it, Tuon~"

Adam's increasingly detailed command electrified the gnoll, and it left no room for interpretation. Without further ado, he parted his muzzle and wrapped it around the prince's foot, sucking on it with twice the enthusiasm. While his tongue danced and whirled around his partner's curling toes, his loincloth finally yielded to his growing schlong with a loud, hefty snap, dropping to the floor to reveal his manhood in its unfettered glory, twelve inches of thick, veiny, and uncut dark brown cock meat slapping against his firm abs.

The prince received the incident with an exalted gasp, and his excitement swiftly seized him. Pulling his foot out of the gnoll's muzzle, he sat up and requested, "Oh! Get up and come closer, I want to see your cock!"

Adam's enthusiasm took Tuon by surprise, as his lofty facade crumbled completely to reveal something much more authentic underneath, telling him just how much his noble partner had been looking forward to this. Of course, he couldn't leave the prince hanging, and once he overcame the initial shock, he stood up and showed off more and more of his toned, furred body.

Every inch made Adam's eyes shine with hotter desire, and his slender body tensed up as he held his breath in anticipation. Finally, the moment Tuon's fat cock and his heavy breeding orbs entered the prince's line of sight, he burst into a rapturous squee and clapped his hands. "Oh, it's just as big and beautiful as I hoped it would be," he raved, only to bite his tongue with a blush on his cheeks when he realized how needy he sounded.

"Thank you, my Prince," Tuon responded with a smirk on his muzzle. He was beginning to like the prince more and more now that he was dropping his aloofness.

Adam raised a brow at the gnoll's remark, then he rolled his eyes and purred, "He may watch his tongue or face his well-deserved punishment when I take his butt for a spin."

A threat that did little to deter Tuon, the thought of the little prince topping him making him chuckle and drool even harder. But before his arousal got him to do something stupid and tease the prince until he saw through with his warning, Adam distracted him with his feet once more. Stretching his legs across the edge of the bed, he wrapped his toes around the gnoll's thick, pulsing shaft and pressed his soft, supple soles together just enough to elicit a dribble of pre from his tip. Once he had established a good grip, he started to pump the fat rod with slow, savoring strokes, making it twitch and leak even more.

A shaky groan escaped Tuon's muzzle as Adam jerked his cock, a sparkling shiver running through him that originated as much from the stimulation as the fact that the prince was pleasuring him with his feet. Wet slurps and smacks soon joined his groans as his pre flowed over and around his partner's feet, coating them in a glistening shine while lubing their hold around his shaft. Hence, it didn't take long until they slipped away from each other, ending the rhythmic pumps.

However, the literal slip-up wasn't as much an accident as it was planned by the prince. The blonde man grinned bawdily and bit his lip as he upped the dance of his feet. Once unlocked, they glided up and down Tuon's fat, dark schlong, spreading the stimulation from his tip to the base and beyond. Switching back and forth, Adam also rubbed his massive balls with the toes of one foot and polished his leaking, pulsing tip with the ball of the other, and he transitioned to fast, thorough pumps in between, granting him a foot job that left the gnoll squirming and moaning with pleasure. The noble showed agility with his soles that some of his tribe couldn't match with their hands, and he couldn't imagine how much training had led to this heavenly blessing.

Subjected to the prince's ministrations, the gnoll's growing lust soon took control and unlocked new urges. He craved more, and he reflexively reached for his partner's legs, steadying to thrust his throbbing erection into the gap between those perfect feet. However, before he could put his plan into action, Adam foiled it, pulling one foot away from his rod and pressing the warm, pre-soaked sole against his muzzle. "Don't even think about it," he cooed, spreading his legs to flash his tight pink hole at Tuon. "There are other, more worthwhile things to think about~"

"Yes, of course," Tuon moaned and redirected his attention to the prince's noble rear. He slid his hands along his supple thighs and sank his fingers into his soft butt cheeks, pulling them apart to keep that snug rosy hole exposed. Bending over and moving his head ever closer, the gnoll pressed his nose against Adam's perineum and took a deep breath, inhaling the luxurious mixture of perfume and body wash that veiled the regal body. He also detected a clear hint of masculine musk hidden behind the flowery aromas as his partner's arousal had gained traction.

The mere touch of the gnoll's cool, wet snout sent a shiver through the young man, his toes pausing their incessant dance to curl around his partner's swollen, glistening erection, and a wet moan burst from his lips as Tuon licked the sensitive patch between his sack and his sphincter, a sound that swelled and vibrated as he dragged his large tongue down to the hole, circling it around the tight, tensing orifice. The reaction conjured a big grin onto his muzzle as he was turning the tables on the teasing prince and gaining control.

Control that Adam gladly surrendered to his servant when he finally removed his feet from Tuon's dick and raised his legs into the air, presenting his butt and pushing it against his partner's muzzle with a wanton groan. "Ah, yes, lick me! Get your tongue in there and lick me."

Tuon followed the order in a heartbeat. He gave the prince's quivering sphincter a few thorough licks, lathering it with ample spit before he slammed his tongue into the center, shoving it through the tight ring and deep into his partner's ass. His reward was a hot, bawdy cry and a raw, unmasked taste of the perfumed man, but this was only the beginning. The snug insides clenched and rippled around his eager muscle, reflexively trying to stop and expel it, but he easily overpowered those feeble attempts and squirmed it with all his might to give the prince a taste of his strength.

Adam lost himself in even more fervent moans, and his lips parted and his eyes glazed over as he savored the licks. "Oh, that's just what I wanted. So big, so forceful. Give it all to me, Tuon, don't hold back," he cried, one hand on his chest rubbing his stiffening nipples, the other sinking into the fluff of the gnoll's mane, holding him against his ass.

Tuon almost laughed as he felt Adam's grip on his head, and he realized just how weak the prince was and how eagerly he surrendered to his affection. Yet, he didn't feel frail at all, and his ass loosened up to his tongue's ministrations in no time, granting him uninhibited access to his hidden treasures like his prostate. Obviously, the gnoll took full advantage of this freedom and thrust his thick muscle even harder against his partner's pleasure button to make him sing and squirm.

The prince tensed up, his feet and hands clenching as the gnoll's vigorous tongue fuck flooded him with pleasure, but just before he burst, he grabbed Tuon's head with both hands and yanked him away from his butt, separating tongue and asshole with a wet pop. "S-s-stop! That's ~ah~ enough!"

Tuon's ears perked up and he looked at Adam in surprise, his dripping, drooling tongue still hanging from his muzzle.

It took the prince a few deep breaths to recover from the thorough tonguing, but he eventually let go of the gnoll's head and gave him the biggest, neediest grin. "I wouldn't want to leave my servants high and dry, would I? So come and get on top of me already. Fuck me! Breed me with that fat rod of yours!" he moaned, pushing out his derriere and presenting his loose, spit-soaked hole as he peered at Tuon with blazing blue eyes. "Make me your squealing, howling bitch."

"Of course, my Prince," Tuon replied, grinning at the presenting prince as he grabbed his ankles and climbed onto the sheets behind his supple butt. Since Adam had requested a thorough breeding, he went one step further, pushing his legs up and pinning him onto the mattress with his raw weight and strength. Yet, he didn't treat himself to that tempting asshole right away. Instead, he rubbed his swollen schlong against the prince's petite erection and smothered it with his weight, driving home just how much thicker he was in comparison.

Adam clenched his toes and bit his lip at Tuon's demonstration, and he cried, "Oh fuck, yes, it's big. Please, put it in already! I need it."

The last vestige of regal detachment had melted like snow in the summer as the prince begged for the pounding, and Tuon finally gave him what he wanted. Lining up his dick was just a formality at this point, and once he had slipped his tip between Adam's buttocks and against his rosy sphincter, he wasted no more time teasing him and pushed it in with a gentle thrust.

The prince's ring yielded and embraced Tuon's erection with a welcoming slurp, wrapping snugly around him as he sank inch after inch inside him. He groaned with pure pleasure, as it was the tightest orifice he had ever had, but this was nothing compared to the squeal of pure pleasure that erupted from Adam's lips. The man's face melted into a display of rapture, his mouth parted and his eyes rolled into the back of his head, his insides clenching and massaging his cock with powerful contractions.

Tuon's size didn't just manifest in his partner's effusive reactions, but also in a subtle bump on his taut abdomen, allowing him to track his progress while the view thrust Adam into even higher spheres of delight, making him squeal and squirm within his firm grip. "Aaah, you're huge! And I thought Flint was big already," he warbled with a burning blush on his cheeks.

Tuon's ears perked up as he heard the name, and he bent over the prince to ask, "The head of the guards? You fucked the head of the guards?"

"Yes, and his men. Five of them at once one time. The treasurer. My father's servants..." Adam added with a mindless grin, listing them like his greatest accomplishments in life while he succumbed to pleasure.

Adam's confession flipped a switch in the gnoll's head and he grabbed his shoulders before he slammed the last inches in with a forceful thrust, hard enough for his nuts to connect to his partner's buttocks with a fat, wet slap. His sudden change of pace was met with a resounding howl of joy, and it grew only louder and lewder as Tuon began to pound Adam's ass with deep, forceful thrusts, finally treating him like the slut he actually was instead of the prince he pretended to be. At least for the moment, their roles were flipped and he used the noble as if he owned him.

"Tuon! Yes! Harder, Tuon," Adam squealed, his voice shaking and barely comprehensible anymore among his cries and moans. His mouth wide open, panting and heaving, he peered at the gnoll with glazed eyes while his curly golden hair lay disarrayed on the sheets and his supple skin glistened with sweat and heat. Finally, the prince's lust even overrode the layers of perfume enveloping his body, his natural scent reaching Tuon's nostrils and stoking his lust even more.

"With the greatest pleasure," the hulking gnoll growled and wrapped his arms around Adam's back, his tail whipping in a blur as he stepped up the speed, straightening and distending his partner's guts with everything his bulging muscles had to offer. Drops of sweat were running down his skin, dampening and darkening his mottled brown fur and exuding a musk that trumped the perfumes with ease, soon and swiftly infusing the air around the prince and breaking his horny mind even further as he drooled onto his face.

The prince succumbed to Tuon's dominant affections in no time and came with a girlish cry. His slender, hooded pecker erupted all over his sweaty belly and he painted himself with a few weak ropes of seed. With a thick rod grinding against his prostate and jostling his whole tensing abdomen, one of his squirts even flew far enough to cover his lips.

The gnoll growled triumphantly as he watched the cumming, howling prince, and the sight of his cum-coated face drew him even closer to his soft, plump lips. Their eyes met for a split second before he pressed his muzzle onto Adam's face and pulled him into a deep, assertive kiss. As expected, the horny noble didn't offer any resistance and embraced his fate with a mindless moan, receiving Tuon's massive tongue and granting him unrestricted access to his throat.

However, neither the kiss nor the prince's fading orgasm would stop the pounding. On the contrary, the gnoll fucked his partner even harder while he was the most sensitive, scrambling his insides as much as his brain while Adam squirmed and writhed with overwhelmed bliss. Muffled gags and moans vibrated in his plugged throat while Tuon's fat, swollen nuts pummeled his supple, sweaty buttocks with resounding slaps.

Another minute of relentless rutting passed until Tuon neared the edge as well, his urge to fill his slinky partner becoming as potent as his lust and driving him to his limits. Faster and harder, in and out in a desperate race against his own arousal, the gnoll used the prince until the rush of pleasure finally got too much to handle and he popped. He broke the kiss and threw back his head, howling with primal triumph as he slammed his rod inside Adam one last time. No more thoughts, no more sense was left in his mind, his brain usurped by bliss and his body acting on pure instinct. His swollen balls twitched in a frenzy, churning up a huge load that his flexing dick delivered deep inside the other male. His very first squirt was already bigger than Adam's entire eruption, and he just kept going, pumping and pouring rope after rope of his hot, thick semen.

The prince squeaked and cried with mindless joy as the beastly male filled his guts to the brim and beyond, the flood not stopping until he looked like he had gorged himself on a luxurious meal, a taut bump of warm, gooey delight distending his midriff. The sensation even made him burst again, much to Tuon's delight as that regal ass kept clenching around his fat, throbbing cock and sucking his nuts dry to the last drop.

Despite the boost and cock massage, the gnoll's heavenly high didn't last forever, and his eruption eventually ebbed. Released from the powerful orgasm, his limbs yielded to the weight of his body and he slumped onto the prince with a heavy, satisfied grunt, burying him under his sweaty fur and hulking body. "Fuck, that was one of the best, tightest asses I've ever had."

"You're welcome," the prince giggled, wrapping his arms around the gnoll's musclebound back and holding him tightly against his chest. He even crossed his thighs behind Tuon's butt to stop him from pulling out. "And you've got the biggest dick I've ever had. Not to mention the most intense fuck. I never felt this used before." A lusty sparkle shone in Adam's eyes as he looked at his partner, his grin growing even wider. "You've exceeded my expectations, Tuon, and I want more. Oh, I want so much more of this~"

"Careful what you wish for, my prince," Tuon chuckled. "We gnolls can and will keep going for a lot longer if given the chance."

"Well then, what are you waiting for? I requested a proper breeding, after all," Adam purred. "And there's really no need to bother with honorifics and titles while you're balls-deep inside me. Inside this bed, I'm your bitch."

"With the greatest pleasure, my... slut. You want it all, you'll get it all," Tuon growled and pulled the prince back into a tight hug, locking lips in another deep kiss to muffle his partner's effusive squeak when he started thrusting again. This time, he knew that he needn't hold back, and he was right back at it, pounding with full force and swinging sack to breed and fill his regal bitch again, and again, and again until he had turned his taut tummy into a fat, sloshing dome of gnoll seed. Sure, he was ultimately still Adam's fuck pet, but he would experience the sublime life of a noble he had always dreamed of, and he got the tightest, finest piece of ass on top. So if their first day together was any indication of his life to come, he couldn't wait to see whatever other wonders awaited him with his new master. His new bitch.