The Hunted
Fear made Rob's heart race. He was prey, and the hunter was drawing near. Running himself ragged, Rob's mind went back to that morning. 'Did I do something in a previous life to deserve all of this happening to me?' he thought. Then as he remembered yesterday afternoon, he began to space out, not looking where he was running. He remembered finding out his best friend was a gay-fur.
He remembered wakening up next to him, naked and holding him close, their sheaths rubbing against each other. Rob suppressed a delicate blush as, in his mind, he relieved all that he had done to his friend-now-lover (and had done to him) at his lover's whim. Then, as they kissed, lingeringly, passionately. Pulling back and talking to each other about the other's performance, stroking each other lightly.
Then the door opened and his mother started screeching as she came into the bedroom and saw the two of them together, hands stroking the other's stiffening cock. The Father, when he found out, went on a rampage about decency and Family Honor. His friend being disowned for his 'dishonorable' behavior had been an unnecessarily cruel blow.
'And now this, why me?'
Running headlong, Rob failed to see the trap until it swept him off his feet. Suddenly he was flying. But it was short lived. His flight, as well as his consciousness, came to an abrupt end as his head collided with a gnarled tree branch. As Rob dangled limply by his feet, the Hunter approached.
"Ha," scoffed the Hunter "I thought the squirrels loved the trees..." He said into the silent forest. "But, apparently, it isn't mutual..."
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Rob awoke in chains. The heavy iron manacles clinked as he grabbed his head, trying to ease away the pain that was shooting through it.
"Finally, you're awake."
Rob looked up to see his nightmare in manifest. Clothed in nothing but a studded leather collar, the Hunter walked forward with a measured step.
"Let's take a look at you."
Path said, as if to himself, as he walked towards his capture.
'He is playing with me' Rob thought bitterly, his head still pounding, 'He knows what I look like, he just wants an excuse to make me look at him.'
And at 6ft he was well worth looking at. The neutral colors of his pelt served him well on his hunts. He was also in top physical form, his body mass almost all bone, sinew and solid muscle. And his sheath...
'No!' thought Rob fiercely 'Do not even think about it!'
Unfortunately for Rob, however, Path had seen the squirrel's scanning glance, and it's stalling out around his crotch.
"Well...here is a bonus...you are a Fairy-Squirrel aren't you?"
Leaping up, Rob strained against the chains, trying to pull free of them and get away from his captor. After a few moments of trying, Rob collapsed again, his head hurting like the blazes.
"And if I am," Rob snarled, trying to overcome his fright with anger "What is it to you?!"
He was totally unprepared for what Path did next.
"This, little faggot..."
Caressing Rob's cheek with a paw, Path drew his body close in a tight, one armed embrace. His left paw dropped down to grope Rob. As the sensations of the touch as well as Path pushing his body close raced through Rob's body, the squirrel's spine weakened. Rob fell onto his back, still locked in Path's tight embrace. Desperate to stop it, Rob squirmed until he could work his feet under the stronger, taller wolf. Kicking up, Rob launched his captor off of him, breaking the embrace and throwing Path up and over. The wolf grunted as he hit the ground.
Path wiped a trickle of blood from his lip. The wolf's smile, as he turned to face Rob's prone figure, was one that sent shiver down the receiver's spine.
"You...are going to regret that..."
Path came forward and, just as the wolf was about to deliver a kick to Rob's side, a deep, rich voice was heard.
"Path...what are you doing?"
Freezing, Path looked towards the door. Rob had closed his eyes, bracing for the kick, when he heard the note of panic in Path's voice.
"M-Master?"
Shock flowed through Rob as he looked up to see the Hunter, the fear of the entire forest, cowering, tail between his legs, against the wall.
'His Master must be a mighty fur to have cowed him so utterly.' Rob thought, and then he saw the voice's owner and could not look away.
It was a Stallion, easily 7ft, with red-gold fur and a shimmering black mane. The Stallion's frame was massive. Clothed in a plain, cream colored tunic and pale blue breaches, he was a magnificent sight.
'There is no fat on this horse's bones, he is solid muscle!'
Rob thought in awe and, before he could stop himself, he breathed "So beautiful!" Rob closed his mouth and blushed as he realized what he had just said. The Stallion's eyes stared into Rob's,
"Path...what is this?"
Disbelief once again raced through Rob as he watched the nightmare of all of the forest dwellers crawl on all-fours to the Stallion's side.
"I...I caught him, Master. For you! As a gift."
Path murmured. Rob decided to put in his two cents worth.
"Um, sir..."
Rob addressed the Stallion in a hesitant voice "Can you please help me? I was just wandering around, looking at the forest and then suddenly, that crazy wolf..."
Rob got no further. The Stallion directed a glare at him, cutting him off in mid-sentence as effectively as if he had struck him in the face.
"You, my new pet, must learn that you do not insult my slaves, for they reflect on me," putting a hand protectively on Path's head he continued, "Therefore any insult to them, is an insult to me."
Outrage gave Rob strength as he leapt up shouting at the Stallion
"I am not your pet, I am a free fur, free to chose who I work for! And I would never serve someone like you!"
The Stallion's eyes narrowed as he said "Is that so?"
Rob nodded firmly, and then regretted it as his head began to pound again. The Stallion raised an eyebrow, a ghost of a smile haunting his face.
"Is that...a challenge?"
Rob did not see the other wolf, identical in almost every way to Path, enter and take his position behind him as he sputtered. Also only clothed in nothing except a leather collar, Wave, Path's twin brother, stood stiffly at attention, his lupine member swelling as he sensed what was about to happen. Shouting on, Rob dashed headlong into the trap that had been set for him.
"Damn right it is!"
The smile that the Stallion flashed his way left Rob's blood cold.
"Alright my perky challenger, here is the wager, on my part I bet that I will have you begging to have the honor of being my bitch within the day,"
Rob's mouth opened and closed a few times, as he strived to comprehend what had just been said. A delicate blush rose in his cheeks as he realized that he did.
"If not," The Stallion continued "you will leave and we will never bother you again."
The look on the Stallion's face was intended to dissuade him from objecting, but Rob gathered his courage and decided to add a few points of his own.
"I will accept that, but with a few alterations..."
Smiling widely, the Stallion said "Name them."
Gathering his courage, Rob laid down his terms.
"Regardless of who wins, you keep your slaves from ever hunting in the forest again."
Nodding, the Stallion agreed, "I do not encourage that to begin with, so that will be easy."
Rob continued, "Lastly, if I win, you and your slaves swear to protect the forest and serve its inhabitants...as guards, or whatever, whenever they need them."
Eyes wide in shock, Path looked at his brother, Wave, who was in no better shape. The Stallion burst out into a nickering laugh.
"You are very amusing, little squirrel! Very well, I accept your challenge."
Motioning for the two brothers to get to work, the Stallion turned and left the room. "The challenge starts...now!"
Rob was about to protest the timing, when he was seized and held fast from behind by Wave, and was stripped of his clothing by Path. Rob blushed furiously as his body was exposed to the two sexy lupines.
"H-hey...can't we do this in a more private..."
Rob was cut off as Wave hilted his fully erect cock in the squirrel's ass. Rob's head snapped back, eyes opening wide, as a soundless scream ripped itself from his throat as Wave began to dry fuck him, fast and hard. Wave closed his jaws on the back of the squirrel's neck, reinforcing how helpless he was. Rob's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he tried focusing on the pain of the insufficiently lubed member sliding in and out, trying to clear the beginnings of lust-haze from his mind. Moaning, Rob felt his cock sliding out of its sheath as pleasure raced through his body.
"This is going to be easy!" chortled Path, as he watched his brother fuck the trembling, helpless squirrel. The sight aroused him far more then he would ever admit to any fur.
Seeing Rob's cock was now fully out of its sheath, Path walked over to a nearby wall and opened a hidden panel. Inside the niches' recess, there were several rings made of leather with special lumps that stuck out on the inside. Smiling, Path took one and returned.
"See this?" He asked Rob, showing him the one he had chosen, "This little ring will be what breaks you. This ring will make it so that you cannot have the relief of a climax. It will stay on until you beg our Master to make you his Bitch..."
He then buckled on the special ring tightly around the base of Rob's cock, before beginning to lick and nibble on it, savoring its taste. Rob's moans became louder as the wolf's talented tongue caressed his member.
Glaring at Path through slitted eyes, Rob panted between moans "I...won't be...broken just like...that..." Straining against the chains, Rob moaned like a bitch in heat as he desperately fought to clear the haze that was clouding his mind. Rob's moans contrasted jarringly with Wave's dominating growls as the fucking continued. This went on for what felt like an eternity, although in reality, it was more like a few minutes. Wave stiffened and grunted loudly, climaxing into Rob's ass.
The feeling of the sexy wolven seed drenching his insides pushed Rob to the edge, but by some supreme act of will, he was able to hold on. Wave pulled out with a slightly wet suction sound and traded places with his brother. And then they started again, giving Rob no time for rest or recovery. Hilting himself into the trembling squirrel, Path winked at his brother, who had taken over sucking on the squirrel's cock.
Within a few minuets, Path, who had been pawing off while he had sucked on Rob's cock, stiffened and shot his load into Rob's ass. Moaning loudly, Rob tried hard not to climax. He barely held on. Looking at each other the two brother held a silent conversation Then, Path pulled out of Rob's tortured ass and dropped him on the ground. Path then left the room, accompanied by his brother. Rob, cum-soaked and exhausted, lay on the floor and panted.
"H-ha," Rob panted, exhilarated "Y-you didn't m-make me break..."
A minute or so later, Rob had caught his breath. He shouted at the door, "If that is the best you can do, I have already won this challenge!"
Barely had his voice stopped echoing when the brothers returned. They pulled with them a strange looking machine on wheels. Moving in perfect silence and coordination the two brothers worked efficiently. They unchained Rob, and put him into the attached seat, strapping him in with practiced ease. Rob tried to put up a fight, but he was too weak, and, deep down, he didn't really want to do anything that would hurt the two sexy wolves.
And then, still without speaking, they sat down on the floor beside the contraption, groaning softly as they rested their limbs. Rob was about to ask what the hell were they doing when Path hit a switch on the side and the mechanic contraption came to life. Hauling his legs wide, a piston exposed itself and began to move up and down. The bottom part of the seat retracted, leavening Rob suspended by his waist, tail, and were his paws were strapped behind his back.
"By...all...that is!" Rob breathed as he realized what was happening, but by then it was too late. Rob screamed as his tail-hole was savagely penetrated by the enormous metal dildo. The contraption then sent volt after volt of pure electricity into his ass, stimulating him like never before. Then, the contraption began to move faster as Path turned up the power, causing it to force-fuck Rob with out mercy, sending charge after charge of increasing voltage into his anal tract. The pleasure that Rob felt was incredible. Rob's senses began to blur, and he was not able to hold out any longer. He tried to climax, but the ring buckled tightly around the base of his cock made it impossible. The sensations he was experiencing kept building until, unable to handle the intensity, Rob passed out.
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"Hmmm...this is not good," muttered the Stallion to himself "The squirrel is strong. He is close to winning the challenge."
The Stallion looked morosely at the clock in the wall, showing that he had less half an hour in which to win. Quietly entering the room, Path and Wave stood, swaying slightly from exhaustion.
They had gone through the cycle of them, then the machine again more times then either could count, waiting for Rob to break and beg for them to allow him release. Awaiting their Master's conformation of their presence Path and Wave waited. Looking at the two of them, the Stallion smiled grimly.
"So...he has not folded?"
Looking dejected, Path replied "No Master, we tried hard, but he is strong."
Path shrunk back as the Stallion reared to his full height.
"Bring him to me!" ordered the Stallion. Bowing, Path left the room, hurriedly.
Wave stayed.
Looking at the younger wolf, the Stallion snapped "What are you waiting for?"
Bowing his head slightly, Wave murmured "Master...I...I have some advice for you."
The Stallion's ears perked forward as he brought out his tools of sexual torture. "Go ahead, I am listening."
Swallowing hard several times Wave finally managed to say his thought. "Master, I think that you need to be gentle with him."
A look of fury crossed the Stallion's face as he said with deathly calm, without turning to face his servant.
"Explain." Swallowing hard again, Wave laid down his reasoning. "We, that is my brother and I, have tried to force the issue by fucking him and denying him release, and if he had begged, we would have handed him over to you so that you could get him to make the vow to you."
The Stallion nodded.
"Of course."
Wave took a breath before he continued "But he has been holding out through a combination of sheer stubbornness and focusing on the pain of the process. If you were to remove his will to be stubborn, and to not give him any pain to be able to focus on..."
Wave's voice trailed off as he made a suggestive hand motion. The Stallion looked thoughtful.
"I think I understand what you are driving at, my slave...but, truly, I wouldn't know where to start," the Stallion mused "For I have never done as you have just described."
Just then the door opened, and Path, half carrying, half dragging Rob, entered. Wave motioned for his brother to put Rob down.
"Nice of you to come help me with this dead weight." Path muttered to his brother under his breath. As Wave shunted his brother through the door he stopped and slipped off the cock ring binding Rob's climaxes. Looking back from the doorway Wave called back to his Master.
"You can do it, Master, just let him set the pace."
The door closed with a click. Looking at the prone squirrel, the Stallion shrugged and put away the tools he had gathered, and then he started preparing himself for the challenge before him.
'After all' he thought to himself, 'if it doesn't work I can always do it my way.'
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