The Cabin Boy
Ok a lot goes on in this so I couldn't list all of the kinks in that little header thing; you can only choose 10. Most important disclaimer: I wouldn't personally say there is any hyperphallia going on in this story, but most of the meat is pretty darn big. I've always had a fairly loose and forgiving definition, but I know a lot of people have tighter guidelines. I didn't put it in the keyword list because I thought it might scare off people who are into big cock but not like... those four foot things. Anyway, Getting close to being hyper in here, ya know? Most cock is in the 12+ inch range, and a couple supersede even that; also this should be obvious but along with huge wang comes huge balls, and thus a LOT of fluids. I parleyed any inflation (I wanted a larger audience to be able to enjoy it; that's really the only reason there is no inflation), but yeah it gets quite unrealistically sticky. So if that squicks you this may not be the best story for ya, because the size/amount of cock and spooge does play a fairly vital and recurring role in the story. But as long as you like big wang and much stickiness, this is probably right up your alley. Tinges of mild NC, but only barely. He gets into it pretty quick =P Basically has a master/pet feel to the whole thing. Not very harsh really; no violence or blood or anything like that, but it does get sorta rough, so again if you're not into that... err what am I saying? Everyone's into that >>
Also, this is pretty long, but it's really only a single scene. Pure sex from start to finish, so don't come here looking for romance, intricate plot and heavy character development; you get names (sometimes lol) and fursona descriptions and that's about it! Anyway, as far as a single sex scene goes, this really goes the distance. Possibly the most complicated episode of solid yiff I've seen, so don't rush that hand. It's basically a marathon fuck that gets progressively more intense for our poor (or lucky, whichever way you look at it) protagonist. Two characters are actual fursonas, those being Jake the skunk and Vinon the mink, so yes they belong to their owners. All others are arbitrary creations for this story, with the exception of one who is also one of my characters (the mink also being mine, the skunk being someone else's), but I don't wanna say who it is; it would ruin the surprise of the finale! It's the black one, that's all I'll say. I stuck to human names for the ancillary characters, and if you have a fursona of the same species with the same name it is purely coincidental. Oh... just in case "Cabin-Boy" didn't clue you in, this is set on a pirate ship; not something I particularly get a massive boner over, but it seemed to work pretty well. By the way, this is the first story I've done for Yiffstar, so it is a bit adolescent in the writing style. Has a pretty strong RP feel, but I tried my best to make it work. Any constructive criticism very welcome. All characters are at least 18 years of age. Sure, some of the logic isn't bulletproof, and some of the dialog is a bit corny, but I don't pretend to be Thomas Pynchon; this is just here for fapping, not for its ingenious storytelling or lexicographical autofellatio. Anyway, if this sounds like something you wanna read, enjoy! =3
He was on his paws and knees.
"Don't worry; it's not as if everyone here doesn't already know how much you're going to enjoy this." A few giggles and innately degrading 'hars' bellowed through the room as the skunk towered over the small mink beneath him, his black foot paw pressed firmly against the mustelid's ass as he pinned him obediently to the wooden floor. "Get used to it because this is probably where you're going to be spending most of your time; this sort of attitude is only going to get you in trouble, so I'm gonna do you a favor and break you in, bitch," the skunk said coldly and reserved, as if this was just some idle way to pass time for him.
The mink sneered up at Jake, writhing pathetically as he tried to squirm out from beneath the foot paw pressing him firmly down against the cold, rocking floor. "Fuck you Jake. This isn't a game!" The huge crowd of men remained fairly quiet as the mink's eyes scanned the sleeping quarters, nearly every cot full as it seemed as if the entire crew was going to get a first-hand view, a pink blush beginning to show through the fine, snowy fur on his cheeks as he watched them lick their lips, fucking over his body with their eyes. The small, feminine minkboy let out a soft whimper as he found his struggles against the restraining paw futile. Standing at only a bit over five feet he was easily overpowered by the tall and lithe skunk, who was well over six. The mink's pure, white fur contrasted starkly to the jet-black coat of his captor, his dark, blue-violet eyes glimmering in the sparse rays of light creeping through the beams above him as the sun forebodingly set, the orange peels of light dancing menacingly across the faces of the men leering over his forcefully prone frame . His body was covered in next to nothing, and even nothing might have been less inviting. Around his hips were a loose pair of cream-colored, satiny pants, the crotch and ass crudely almost form-fitted, or tight enough to seem that way as they didn't even begin to conceal his ample crotch, the sway and grind of his hefty sac between his thighs overtly displayed with each step he took, his attire having been chosen for one reason and one reason only: to put him in just the situation he was in, his head adorned with a striped bandanna and his torso only given a tight, pale pink vest, leaving all of his middle to be devoured by any gaze that wanted to. But his clothes were gone now; the skunk had seen to that. His frame was feminine and looked almost fragile, his thick, luxurious mink coat covering up most any definition on his body, a budding wall of abs accessorized by a gold bellybutton loop with two identical ones hanging from his left ear. He had only been on the ship a couple of weeks but the overpowering presence of male libido and the underwhelming willingness of the crew to 'socialize' with the new servant had caused the mink and his natural cravings to develop a bit of a reputation for being a bit of an attention-seeker, and apparently the skunk was going to do everything in his power to exploit it.
"No no sweetheart, I'll be the one doing the fucking here, alright?" The skunk gripped the thick tail of the mink and raised it, his paw disappearing into thick, sinfully plush folds of white fur as he pulled Vinon back a bit and raising his ass up into the air for everyone to see, the gallery of seamen letting out a collective 'mmm' of approval as the mink dropped his head in complete and utter humiliation. "You've taken extra care to make sure we all lusted over you; isn't this what you wanted my little pet?" Jake grinned mischievously as he let his toe slip in between the cleft of his toy's soft, furry cheeks, pressing against the mink's button teasingly, the plump sheath resting against Vinon's tummy giving out an intangible throb as the thick, meaty cock concealed within it denied its owner any pride. "Swaying that meaty little ass around for everyone and not letting anyone get to play with it? Well... that's not how it works here. We're pirates; we take what we want. And what I want is your little body wrapped around my cock like a condom. You want to play games with us: then this is what you get. I'm going to fuck you until you don't know whether to beg for more or beg me to stop." Jake's fingers teased through the plush fur of his new slave's tail, giving it the occasionally tug, keeping Vinon in breeding position.
The pale pink on Vinon's cheeks began to fill his entire body as a deep, crimson blush showed easily through his opaque and translucent fur, letting out an unmistakable huff of pleasure as he felt the broad pad of the digit press firmly against his aching hole. He tried to convince himself that this isn't what he wanted, but somewhere deep inside of him he knew that becoming this gorgeous mephit's cock rag was what he needed more than anything else. His cock, on the other hand, had absolutely no confliction with the situation it was in as it let out another longing and needy throb, the thick sheath beginning to slowly fill and engorge with his shaft, laughs beginning to fill the room as every eye on deck watched his swelling meat betray him, only making him more embarrassed as he could do nothing to stop it, pleading with it in his mind to stop its incessant urges but the shaft refused to obey, small droplets of precum beading at its tip and glistening in the light, refracting it as it slowly dripped onto the floor beneath him, the scent of sex and desire beginning to fill the confined space of the dormitory. At a loss for words, the mink simply loosed a pathetic whimper, beginning to slowly pant in anticipation as his plump orbs gave an incriminating seize.
The gallery of furs around him seemed to get only more and more excited with each passing moment, most of them already nude as they were getting ready to go to bed, the conspicuous sound of paws rustling against blankets slowly growing more and more consistent as Jake effortlessly transformed Vinon into nothing more than an object. Unlike his compatriots, Jake still had his pants on, although something told the mink this wouldn't be the case for very long. "Turn around cunt," he said viscerally, and simultaneously dragged the aching mink by his tail beneath him, grabbing at the wavy locks of head fur and craning his prey's neck to face him, Vinon's gaze now eye-level with the bulge in Jakes pants. The rotund slab of meat connected to the skunk's body clung tightly to his canvas-like pants, the buttons threatening to pop off at any moment from the sheer pressure put upon them, the mink letting out a gasp of terror at the mercilessly huge package now staring him in the face.
"What the fu-" Vinon tried to exclaim but was quickly cut off, the paw now resting on his head slamming the mink's face into the soft, supple crotch of his new master. He could do nothing but turn around and face it, his knees pressed against the floor as his concealed cock continued to throb, ass to ankles as his arms tried to push against the skunk's hips, desperately attempting to escape from the musky prison. It was painfully intoxicating. The powerful aroma of masculine scent washed over his senses in what felt like thick, palpable waves, beating his nose viciously as the hand holding him in place ground his face back and forth against a package that felt big enough to make a stallion blush, his eyes clenching as he pleaded. "No... mmph... please!" but his words were muffled by sheath and balls. The musk was too intense, and it had been too long without the companionship of a thick, meaty dick for the poor little mammal: a small rivulet of precum rolled down the copious length of his sheath and pooled in the cleft of his orbs before the tip of his cock finally revealed itself, both gasps and cheers filling the room as the tiny mink revealed his own massive package against his will. An ebony tip poked out as the sheath began to slowly dissolve away and crawl down the mountainous cock, the cool air swirling around it making Vinon's fur stand on end for just a moment as it loosed a long rope of precum, splattering across his chest and stomach as inch after inch of grossly disproportioned mink meat poured out along his body, throbbing hotly and needly against him. The head was nearly three and a half inches wide, the ninth or tenth inch of cock peeled out of its confines and it didn't seem as if it was going to stop any time soon, the tip leaving a sticky trail of warm, slick film along Vinon's torso as it pushed his fur away to make its dramatic entrance.
The skunk relished in the complete shame of the mink, his eyes beaming with contentment as he watched his subject's cock explode out of its sheath at his whim, Vinon's face being ground back and forth against the front of his pants, using the mink's body like a toy as his hips occasionally bucked against it. "That's right slut. My musk makes you all hot, doesn't it? You're nothing more than a bitch in heat, and I know just how to fix you." Jake smiled slyly and maliciously as he tossed his mink to the floor, still holding tightly onto the tail as he forced him back into his original position, gently rubbing himself through his pants as he loosened the top button and let them effortlessly fall against the wooden planks around his ankles. Vinon's eyes were still shuttered tight in the rapture of pheromones, but as his senses returned to him he gazed back up at the now blurry black and white figure over his shoulder, his eyes slowly refocusing onto the monster that laid between its thighs. Vinon gasped, now terrified, as he watched the massive sheath nearly as thick as his forearm throb menacingly, a figurative river of precum beginning to roll down its length and drench the skunk's balls and inner thighs as the air began to dampen with their combined scents. The skunk's paw gently pet up and down the fleshy tube, occasionally revealing a tip as equally black as the mink's own now-solid member which spat long, sticky strands of love goo against his own body, nearly fourteen inches of mink cock throbbing hotly against its owner's stomach.
A rude and piercing whistle filled the air as Jake pointed over to an otter in one of the bunks. "C'mere and get your dick sucked." The finger then turned to Vinon's face, which was now red in humiliation. The fellow mustelid took no time in hopping down out of his cot and approached the couple, his physique much more defined than either the mink or the skunk as his impressive pectorals swayed back and forth with each step of his muscular legs. His rust-colored fur nearly matched that of his pink, sheathless cock as the member rolled back and forth between his thighs with each step, each one resounding deliberately as it took the otter what felt like an eternity to poor Vinon to finally reach his target. The mink looked up pleadingly into the amber eyes of his new playmate as tears formed in their corners, but any sentiment was lost as the otter quickly took the place of the skunk, grabbing Vinon's ears and plowing the mink's snout right into his heavy, cum-churning orbs. Again, Jake's voice rumbled through the room. "Just tell him everything you want him to do Aaron. He won't argue." He then turned his attention to the bitch with his legs spread and stepped over him, straddling the mink's hips with his inner calves as he let his warm, gooey precum slowly drip off his needy sheath and down into the crack of Vinon's ass. "Will you?" Jake knew that even if the mink did have any fight left in him, a bit more of this and he would be begging for every dick in the room.
Vinon's brain was fried, any intelligence being quickly evaporated into pure, animalistic lust as he did nothing to try and stop the assault on his muzzle, knowing it would be pointless anyway as any trepidation he had had disappeared a long time ago. He basked in the overwhelming scents of sex surrounding him from every angle, letting them seep deep into his body and completely wash over him, his legs spreading just a tiny bit more as he felt the hot, steaming precum begin to drool down into his crack and along his exposed and sensitive tailhole, making him whimper out in ecstasy, his ass hiking a bit in the air as the tip of his tail flicked back and forth erratically against the grip of the skunk. His words muffled and barely audible, his eyes clenched in both bliss and humiliation, he said defeated, "No..."
A collective hoot filled the air around him as everyone settled in for a show. This response seemed to fuel the otter on more-so though as he draped his heavy cock across the bridge of Vinon's snout, letting it simply dangle there, impressing its girth across the cabin-boy's faced. He slowly pulled the mink's head away from his crotch just enough to make eye contact with him. The otter thought for a second, and then caught up in the moment and with complete authority Aaron said down to his plaything, "Get it hard. And don't use your hands." Everyone jeered as the mink's eyes roamed across the room, whining out as everyone got a front-row seat, some furs standing up to get a better look, or maybe to get in line.
Vinon quickly got to work, not sure if he was so eager to get it over with or eager to get on to the next guy, but either way his mouth had a mind of its own, and it was hungry. The white mink left the cock hanging limply along his muzzle as he pressed back against the otter, sandwiching the shaft between his face and Aaron's lush, oily coat as he began to nuzzle at it, almost tenderly and affectionately. His lips pressed down to the hefty sac nestled between the brown thighs and planted soft kisses along its heft, his warm, damp tongue slowly rolling out and giving them an inquisitive slurp, quickly followed by a much more fervent one, pressing the very back of his long tongue against them and dragging it upwards at an agonizingly slow pace. The fingers of the otter braced and squeezed into Vinon's head fur as he could hear the otter let out soft coos and huffs of pleasure, the shaft beginning to tumesce as he worshiped it. His attention was quickly moved up to the cock, pressing his soft lips around it and kissing up and down its length, taking extra time at the salty tip as he let it hang and throb against his bottom front teeth, slowly closing his muzzle around the thick member and frenching it, his head bobbing back and forth and side to side as his eyes closed in sheer bliss. Aaron pet the mink like a good dog as cobwebs of saliva crept out along the length, Vinon's tongue quickly picking up the action as he felt the cock begin to harden in his muzzle, spreading his jaws open a bit as he let it temporarily slip free of his mouth, taking a moment to relish in the sight of the huge eleven inch ottercock just waiting to rail his slutty little throat.
But before the mink could get his lips around it he felt something around his waist. He looked back to see the skunk's paws gripping him tightly, forcing a terrified yelp from the hostage, afraid he was about to be hilted by what he knew could easily split him in half. But instead he felt the still-sheathed and now almost comically bulging cock press between his cheeks and slowly grind against his hole, fucking up and down between his furry buns as his ass was stained with the scent of sex, marking him as Jake's territory. Jake let out a slow grumble as his hips bucked and gyrated between Vinon's cheeks, making the mink's arms tremble in delight. "mmph... You love being used like a dirty little sextoy, don't you whore?"
"I live for it." This time he spoke a bit louder and with slightly more enthusiasm, the hypnotic euphoria of pheromones taking over his body. The mink pressed back against the eager skunk and slowly pumped his hips up and down in the opposite direction of Jake's own machinations, grinding the fat, heavy dick against his passage as it burned and ached to be filled. The otter waited no longer, his paws gripping Vinon's ears and holding his head in place as he began to force himself in, letting out a whimper of pleasure as the warm, damp maw began to envelop his needy shaft. There was no going back now. Vinon churred in complete and utter contentment, sending vibrational waves of pleasure coursing through Aaron's body, making the otter above him yelp out in sheer bliss, the very points of the mustelid teeth slowly dragging along the length of cock as more and more disappeared into his mouth. His tongue was finally rewarded with the only food it ever craved; a huge jolt of precum splashed against the back of his tongue and into his throat as he struggled to swallow it all, strands of the sticky mess dripping out of the corners of his jaws.
Jake's sheath continued to slowly pump up and down against it's new plaything, the tip finally revealing itself as it nearly pissed precum onto Vinon's back, soaking him, the excess excitement making it reveal its full form fairly quickly, to the gasps and singular applaud of the crowd. Jake muttered, his words interrupted by huffs and groans, "every... 'hmphh'... fucking inch... is going in you, got it?" Vinon was too concentrated on the cock stuffing his muzzle to comprehend the threat of this, but had he turned around he would have seen an eighteen inch behemoth gyrating against him. Each powerful spray of the skunk's juices made Vinon cringe in humiliation, but he was powerless to do anything but enjoy it. The new slave began to slowly suckle on his otter crew mate's shaft, one of his paws delicately reaching up to caress the plump sac just waiting to fill his gut, his palm barely big enough to hold it as he kneaded into the supple flesh of Aaron's orbs with the pads of his fingertips.
Vinon's own shaft was throbbing painfully and needly against his stomach as it was cruelly neglected, the smaller fur nearly matching the production of Jake as his entire body was slowly consumed in a thick sheet of hot, slick pre. The sounds of the threesome quickly converted from coy dialog to that of only moans and whimpers of lust, along with the beautiful 'slush' sounds of the meat slowly pumping in and out of the mink bitch's muzzle, each slow but forceful buck of Aaron's hips delving the cock deeper and deeper until it pressed against the back of Vinon's throat, but this didn't seem to deter him as he only kept on going, precum now rushing into his muzzle and drooling out as it was forced down into the tiny mink's tummy, slowly filling it with warmth and love.
Jake's impatience finally got the better of him as he dropped to his knees, letting go of the pesky tail in his paw and wrapping his hands tightly around the mink's cumdripping chest, positioning himself as he aimed the tip of his cock against the tiny rings of the trapped mustelid. The thick, searing head poked and prodded at Vinon until it found its target, pressing firmly against the outer walls and simply oozed. Vinon trembled in both fear and pleasure as the hot prick pressed tightly against him, his eyes going wide as he finally felt the monster that was about to fill his body. He tried to turn around but Aaron held his head tightly in place, his murrs of ecstasy quickly turning to whimpers of terror as the cock began to press more insistently.
The otter's long, pink shaft went rock hard in Vinon's muzzle, warning him of what was soon to come as Aaron also lost his patience, his hips beginning to fuck in and out of the warm and wet hole quickly and powerfully, the entire length of his shaft now muzzleraping into the minuscule mink, his balls slowly pulling towards his body as the thick otter tail patted against the wooden floor in anticipation like a dog's. Vinon struggled not to gag as the cock rammed back and forth deep inside his throat, his lungs sucking as hard as they could as his tongue lashed at the hefty orbs each time they got within striking distance, desperately wanting the cock out of his throat, and he knew there was only one way for that to happen. The precum-soaked stomach of the otter bashed against the mink's nose, making it even more unbearable as he struggled to even breathe through the damp of sex.
The sound of fur being pushed out of the way and flesh stretching to accommodate the impossible width echoed in his ears as Jake finally managed to break past the first barrier, the tip of his head sinking into Vinon's body as they both loosed their own species' version of a howl, the skunk's out of unbearable pleasure and the mink's out of searing pain. But the pain was quickly overshadowed as Aaron yelled out a loud and impending "YES!" as he triumphantly smashed into Vinon's muzzle one last time, hilting his balls to the mink's chin as he finally erupted. The exotic taste of otter cum almost sent Vinon over the edge as it poured into him, his body unable to accept all of the excessive gift as cum began to spew forcefully out of the sides of his mouth, which was quickly followed by an uproar from the crowd of lewd men waiting to get their piece. Aaron continued to pummel the last inch or so over and over and over again into Vinon's maw, using it like a worthless toy as the rough, hot mink tongue ground against the base of the ottershaft, the orgasm refusing to end as what seemed like climax after climax spilled into the small furry's gut, filling him and then some. Aaron's paws held Vinon steadily in place as he bred the bitch's maw, forcing most of the sticky goo down his mink's throat, the feeling of hot, gooey cum jetting into his stomach making Vinon's own cock throb desperately in need.
The mink's tongue lapped up at as much excess as it could, his muzzle completely caked in thick, salty spooge, savoring the taste as the mink tongue swirled and lashed around the base of Aaron's shaft, trying to extract every single last drop. As the orgasm began to wain, the otter panted heavily, the pleasant distraction slowly dissipating as the unrelenting pain in his now stretched anal rings began to fill his body, the gargantuan shaft throbbing painfully against his tiny passageway. Jake gripped at the mink's hips and stood up, raising the hole along with him as another couple inches of thick, meaty skunkcock disappeared into his body. Aaron sighed in afterglow as he looked down at the now cumsoaked face of his victim, grinning a bit and using one of his paws to scoop up a tendril of seed that had escaped and wipe it firmly into Vinon's face, his hair now mussed and spiked with wetness, letting out a whimper of shame as the cock slipped out of his muzzle with an audible slurping noise.
"Oh God please no!" The mink shouted, tears rolling down his cheeks as he desperately tried to relax to the huge girth slowly filling him, his words now articulated as the cock that once silenced him hung limply before his eyes. Vinon clawed desperately into the floor, leaving scratch marks in the planks, his toes curling as Jake finally met his first goal: the swollen mink prostate. A deep, throaty moan of orgasmic bliss echoed out of Vinon's throat as Jake grinned evilly, just holding it there as the sheer thickness of his member pressed immensely against the mink's lovebutton, Vinon's cock giving a powerful jolt as he spewed more precum all over his already-soaked frame, messing himself.
"Oh look what I found..." the skunk responded coolly. He watched as Vinon shivered beneath him, the blazing pain in his ass slowly dissipating into pure and unbridled pleasure as he finally began to relax, his body squeezing around the huge skunk cock just like Jake had described it: a condom. A very tight one at that. The skunk began to pump just the first few inches in and out, back and forth as his thick head rubbed and massaged against Vinon's swollen prostate over and over and over again, taking him as slowly as he possibly could as he forced the mink to savor every single inch of magnificent cock, that tight pink tailhole just a beacon for punishment to him, making him feel each tiny little vein and bump on his shaft.
Vinon could do nothing but whimper and writhe as the strong grip held him there tightly. Jake's claws dug tightly into the thick coat of fur and permeated slightly into the pink flesh beneath as the mink's cock throbbed painfully beneath him, threatening to explode at any moment, each devilish grind making him huff, his chest rising and falling quickly and erratically. Precum pouring into his body by what felt like the bucketful as more and more of the searing pain began to disappear, his arms finally giving away as they shuddered and dropped him, his face splattering into a huge mess of cum and pre that the otter had left behind, who was now back in his bunk, gently rubbing his crotch through his blanket, apparently ready at any moment for round two.
Jake began to slowly push further, more and more of him spilling into the tiny body beneath him as Vinon could swear he could watch the tip of the skunk's cock climb up his body through his stomach, the shaft probably pushing well over four inches wide as it continued to delve, precum filling him beyond capacity and splashing against his insides as it snaked through him, filling him with warmth. Vinon couldn't take it any more; he began to press back against the skunk, trying to beckon more of the cock deep into his body, the gavotte pace unbearable, the mink's tail coiling around the skunk's waist and gently tugging, begging to be truly filled as he moaned and whimpered. Jake snarled and glared down at the overly eager mink, wanting a struggle and willing to do anything to get some, digging his claws in further and holding him tightly in place. "Is there a problem? Not enough cock for you you little slut? Let me help you out." Jake shut his eyes and paused for a moment, deeply inhaling before suddenly slamming into the little cock whore beneath him, giving him just what he wanted and then much much more, his massive orbs slapping loudly against Vinon's furry buns as both yelped out simultaneously, eighteen inches of throbbing mephit rod buried in his bitch, spiring him in place as the tip drooled somewhere up in the mink's chest.
Vinon screamed out in both pain and pleasure, the huge prick hilting him in one fell swoop, the cock throbbing against his insides from every angle. Tears rolled down his cheeks and mixed with the naughty mess on the floor as his rings squeezed and clung at the huge dick inside of him, his body almost form fit against the shaft. "No take it out! It's.. ngg... too much!" Jake didn't listen and just held him there, filling the mink up with his warm pre, staining his insides as Vinon's body became nothing more than a warm, pulsing sleeve.
The mephit began to slowly gyrate his hips in deliberate, wide arcs, letting his tip explore the mink completely, the cock finding every single tiny nook and cranny of spare space and even some previously occupied places as he callously pushed away pesky organs in his quest for complete and utter dominance. "When I'm done with you, you're going to sweat cum. This is nothing. After this you're going to smell like sex for the rest of your life, just like you should you little cock whore. But don't be sad about it; at least all the stray dogs will still fuck you." He gave a forceful buck, rutting that last little millimeter into him powerfully, grinding the mink's whole body into the growing pool of mess on the floor, his gyrations slowly becoming more wide, stretching Vinon's hole back and forth as he whined out in both pain and undeniable ecstasy. "I know how horrible this must be. You don't want this. You want me to fuck you like the horny little animal you are. You want me breed you. But before I can do that, I need you to look up at all the pretty guys watching..." The mention of the crew seemed to build anticipation in the air, a couple excited groans and few 'woos' coming from the audience. "...and choose whose cock you want in you next. Choose two; don't worry, I'm sure they don't mind sharing a muzzle. Show me you really need it." He grinned and gave the mink another powerful rut.
"You're evil..." It was all Vinon could come up with.
"I can do this all day."
He knew he would have to do it. The mink wiped the cum away from his eyes and got back up on his paws, scanning the room. Each lecherous face triumphantly beamed at him. Wolves, Coyotes, Huskies... He tried to attack it from a logical perspective. "Him." The mink nodded towards a fairly small and effeminate raccoon, figuring he couldn't be packing too much. There were a few unsatisfied groans from the men who had wanted to be picked, but he felt confident in his choice. The boyish coon was wrapped up in his sheets, obviously playing with himself beneath them as he looked up, apparently a bit shocked. It wasn't just the fact that Vinon figured he could take it; the coon was gorgeous, in that just turned 18 sort of way that the mink prided himself on. His black and gray striped tail slowly flicked back and forth as he stood up.
"Ok..." the femmish raccoon said. As the sheet was left on the bed and he revealed himself, the mink immediately realized he had made a mistake. It was uncanny; how much freak cock could be on this boat? Where he expected to see a cute and manageable six or seven, he saw a pointed, pink monster. If it wasn't as big as his own, it was close. He could just hear Jake grinning in the back of his mind, but the skunk was too busy torturing his victim in every way he knew how to. Vinon shuddered as the raccoon approached, his cock swaying back and forth as it drooled sloppily onto the floor. As scary as the dick was, what really stole the show were the massive, fuzzy orbs beneath. They looked like fists. It would have been beautiful if it wasn't so scary. He managed to pull his eyes off it and rescanned the room. He let out a whimper as the cock buried in him gave another jolt and managed to eek out, "And him," his words with an undertone of beg and desperation. He pointed towards his own bunkmate, a German Shepherd, figuring no choice could be more wrong than any other considering how things were going for him so far.
The shepherd and the raccoon stood next to each other in front of Vinon's now anticipating maw, the red, knotted cock comically dwarfed by that of the tiny raccoon as their tips pressed against his lips, leaking into his muzzle as he struggled to swallow it all. The two shafts pushed the soft lips away and pressed insistently against the front of the mink's teeth. His eyes clenched and he opened his mouth, ready for his punishment. "That's a good little boi." Jake kept up his end of the bargain and finally gave the mink what he needed so painfully badly: his cock began to slowly push in and out, the last four or five inches roughly pumping back and forth, taking very little time to pick up the pace as he began to truly fuck him, the skunk's paws gripping him tightly as slick, hot cock slid in and out of the poor mink now fairly effortlessly, still leaking its juices into the overfilled body as some began to drool out of Vinon's ass and soak Jake's balls, the sheer girth pummeling into him trapping most of it in as the mink's stomach threatened to distend.
Vinon tried to groan but found it impossible, the two shafts in front of him getting bored as they push in abruptly, the previous anticipatory work they had undoubtedly received leaving very little romance in them, the mink's head gripped firmly by two paws as they began to slip into his muzzle, spreading his jaws wide open as each cock filled his maw from either side, grinding against his tongue and pushing it out of the way as the tips of both cock met the back of his throat and rewarded him with a powerful spray of precum, exploding out of his muzzle and drenching all participants as he was raped from both ends, the massive cock now fucking in and out of his backside quickly and forcefully, each buck pushing him back and forth as the thick shaft pulled him along with it, shoving the two meaty dicks in his muzzle in deeper and deeper with each hilt.
Jakes massive orbs began to slap loudly and rudely against Vinon's ass, making him cringe in terror as he knew the skunk couldn't, or at least wouldn't, give him the courtesy of lasting much longer. His entire body squeezed and throbbed around it tightly as Jake moaned out, loving every second as he turned the mink into a truly definitive bitch. It wasn't just words any more; Vinon really was just a bitch. And as he felt himself begin to suckle on the two cocks jamming their way down into his throat, he knew he was a whore too, and he loved it. He couldn't take it any more. There was no going back; he was going to make sure he enjoyed every moment of this rare treat. The mink lowered his backside a bit, giving the cock delving inside of him an encouraging squeeze as he reached up with both paws and found the two pairs of balls. His skilled fingers slowly massaged and kneaded at the massive orbs, rolling them back and forth in his palms as the two cocks finally hilted his muzzle, a mixture of drool and pre rolling down his cheeks as they began to fuck into his mouth, each groaning loudly as they held him in place, but he didn't need anyone to; he was exactly where he wanted to be.
The skunk took offense to this. He wanted the mink to enjoy it, but not willingly. He growled and slowly pulled his entire shaft out, the pink tailhole now gaping as pre poured out of it, the pool of sticky mess on the floor getting wider and wider by the second as four cocks poured all over the mink, the overwhelming scent of musk and fuck getting heavier and heavier each moment as Jake grinned and slammed his entire length back into the mink in a single pump, groaning out and tensing his body as Vinon's face was smashed into the two cocks in his muzzle, making him gag as they stretched his throat. The skunk did it again, pulling out painfully slowly before plummeting his entire length back in, his own orgasm quickly building each time as he abused the tiny mink, his dick nearly as long as Vinon's entire torso. The mink's maw struggled to hold the two cocks now rutting furiously into it, his tongue lashing wickedly at their bases, wringing around one before moving to the other's as each shaft thrust in and out, the coon taking a bit more time with each hilt as they ground back and forth against the walls of Vinon's throat, covering every inch of his esophagus with warm, sticky goo as they groaned like animals.
The two began to pump faster and faster into his muzzle, both beginning to pant heavily as all four threatened to explode at any moment.
"I'm about to..."
"Me too..."
"Get ready..."
Had Vinon been able to speak he would have said something similar. It was as if the sex gods were watching and wanted to add their own little bit of magic. Vinon was first, but the other three were no more than a second or two behind. The mink's balls seized tightly to his body as his entire frame went stiff, giving the two sets of orbs a firm squeeze as his cock went rock-hard, the skunk slamming into him for the last time and hilting deep inside of him, the coon and the shepherd following suit as he was stretched from both ends, every single inch of his insides filled to the brim with hot, throbbing cock as his own shaft exploded all over his body, the abuse against his prostate finally sending him over the edge as thick, hot sticky ropes of mink cum splattered all over his body, coating his stomach, chest and even face as stream after stream after thick, hot gooey stream of sticky mink cum spewed all over him as he whimpered around the meat overstuffing his already cum-soaked muzzle. Jake refused to show any compassion as his paw reached around and began to paw at the mink furiously, wanting to completely drain him as his own cock exploded deep within the mink's bowels, his body slumping against Vinon's back and splattering seed through him as it splashed against his insides and filled him, long, drawn-out spurts of cum pummeling the slutty mink from inside out as he was afraid he would burst, the two in his muzzle also taking their turn as all four climaxed simultaneously. The mink struggled to even swallow half of the cum rocketing from the two cocks in his muzzle as it exploded out his mouth, his stomach not able to hold any more as they came over and over inside of him, the air filling with pathetic huffs and whimpers and growls of orgasmic bliss as the paw on Vinon's cock drove his climax further and further, his seed burying itself deep into his fur and matting his coat all the way to the skin with warm, creamy spooge as his white fur only got whiter, the German shepherd quickly pulling out and, as if it could have gotten any more humiliating, proceeded to dump the rest of his impressive load all over Vinon's face, stroking himself to completion as he let the last little strand drool down onto the mink's nose before falling back onto the ground and panting. The coon, on the other hand, just kept going and apparently rather fancied the feel of damp maw around his shaft, gripping Vinon's face from both sides and fucking his entire length back and forth deep into the inviting throat, the mink's lips barely able to wrap around the girth as he finally felt his own climax begin to wane, the paw around his shaft still pumping viciously, making him yelp out in pain as he bucked against the grip, trying to get the hand off but only making it worse as he was allowed no respite, afterglow and new arousal contrasting in him as the skunk let out the familiar churr of contentment, finally finishing as all three remaining climaxes finally dissipated, but both rods remained staunchly buried inside his body.
All three panted out of complete exhaustion, Vinon feeling as though he could pass out at any moment as the Raccoon boy finally pulled out with a dirty slurping sound, sitting down next to his previous coworker, slumping against the toned shepherd as Vinon fell to his face, nuzzling and licking at the huge pile of cum and pre soaking into the woodwork, his cock still throbbing painfully, apparently not having had quite enough. Jake, on the other hand, stood up, his cock pulling out along the way as cum poured out of Vinon's gaping ass and rolled down the sticky, white body. The skunk stumbled back a bit and rested his paw against a beam, steadying himself as he reached down and grabbed the plush mink tail, using it to wipe himself off, his ebony cock still gleaming as it hung limply between his legs, its tip down to his knees.
"Hey Max. Pick him up and put him on the card table." Terror filled Vinon's eyes. He knew who Max was. The absolutely hulking wolf grinned and in only a couple of wide strides was standing right above the battered mustelid. If he wasn't 7 feet tall, he was 8 feet tall, but from where Vinon laid, he looked even bigger. His hazel eyes gleamed down at the mink's with nothing but malice, his sheath doing the same. It was huge. No, it was bigger than "huge". It was "impossible". And it looked frisky.
"Please no..." Vinon begged, but he knew it would be pointless. He also knew he couldn't stand up, much less actually get away. The timber wolf took no time in leaning down and effortlessly scooping up the small mink into his arms, his chest now covered in the mess the mink was drenched in as he strode over to the table and cavalierly plopped the mink down onto his back, his head hanging off one end and his still-dripping ass hanging off the other.
Jake slowly walked over to his plaything and leaned over him, grinning widely. He lifted his paw and revealed a couple lengths of rope he had accrued in the mean-time, smacking his lips as the towering lupine held Vinon down, pinning his body against the sturdy, wooden frame of the table as he vainly struggled, desperately trying to escape as he felt each wrist, one by one, tied down to the legs of the table. Jake strolled around to the other end of the mink, looking him over as he tied the rope around each ankle and tossed the other ends to Max, who already seemed to know what to do and hoisted them up to the ceiling rafters, the mink's legs spread as his body was tilted slightly upward, his ass now hanging helplessly at perfect fucking range as his increasingly needy shaft spat slick strands of pre onto his own face. "You've been naughty, my little toy." With this the mink snarled and writhed, trying to free himself from the restraints but finding them uncannily well-tied. The crew piled in around the table, completely surrounding him from every angle as cock after cock pointed hungrily towards him, paws guiding them to loose long ropes of pre onto his already soaked body, the blush returning as he clenched his eyes in abysmal humiliation. But Jake continued, "I don't remember giving you permission to cum. So to punish you, I'm going to have to show you just how unbearable an orgasm can be."
Jake wandered off for a moment, disappearing behind a wall of horny men before slipping back into the midst of things a few moments later. "And I have a couple toys here that are going to teach you just that lesson." Vinon recognized one of them; the other one was something new to him. The black, leather cockring was snapped around the base of his shaft in only a moment, each click of the clasps ringing deliberately in his mind as the flow of seemingly endless pre was put to an abrupt stop, suddenly quickly backing up.
"No!! Please take it off I'll do anything!" The mink screamed out in a half-cry. "Please I beg of you!" It was only a moment but it was already taking effect as his cock went harder than it had ever been before, each throb feeling like an orgasm unto itself as Vinon's entire body tremored in unrelenting pleasure, his tongue rolling out the side of his muzzle like a dog's, his body tightening and straining against the rope, making the table creak.
"Oh yes, you'll beg. But only once I decide you've learned your lesson. And after you've came the fourth or fifth time, and IF you beg good enough, I'll let you suck yourself off. And if you don't swallow every single drop then we'll just do it again and again, got it slave?" He again brandished his other toy, its use suddenly becoming painfully clear. "And just to make sure you do indeed cum..." The sleeve wrapped snuggly around the throbbing, black mink shaft, the Velcro snapping into place as he turned the horrid device on, turning the dial all the way to the top as it began to vibrate around Vinon's penis, the cock sleeve whirring audibly as the mink could do nothing but churr out in complete and utter contentment, his hips bucking against it as his fingers and toes clenched and the tip of his tail curled and lashed back and forth violently, his head flailing to and fro as he let out pathetic huffs and whimpers of both embarrassment and agonizing pleasure, his body now nothing more than a sexual exhibition, with free admission.
"You two, this end. You two, that end." If any words were more terrifying than those, the mink had never heard them. He struggled to even open his eyes through the tormenting bliss as he watched the yellowish-brown frame of a sturdy coyote walk around to his backside, positioning himself between the trapped mustelid's legs and bracing one of them as a strapping malamute stood next to him, Jake and Max towering over him and grinning evilly as his vision was suddenly blurred by the visages of two more anthropoids, the brown spots of what must have been a hyena filling his gaze as he looked up to see the mask of a ferret beaming down at him in lust, both shafts pressed against the mink's chin as his head hung straight and taut off the end of the table, their juices slowly rolling onto the fur of his throat as he tried to flick them away with his neck, but found it completely useless, apparently only fueling them on more as the mink's hips began to buck wildly and pleadingly, trying to fuck into the sleeve as it continued to vibrate remorselessly. He cooed out against the two massive members as they pressed to his lips, spreading his jaws open on their own volition as the two canines at his tailhole did the same, pressing their red, pointed tips against his now retightening tailhole and loosing long ropes of lubricating precum. Vinon was unable to see just what was about to fill him, but as he felt four burning, spewing cocks press against him he knew he was in for a rough ride.
All four slammed into their prey in unison, all of the fapping they had done previously apparently destroying any inhibitions as each hilted into the mink, filling his tiny body from both ends as both his throat and ass stretched widely to accommodate all of the shaft plunging into his body. He screamed out in both pain and pleasure as the two dogdicks quickly took the place of the skunk's and then some, stretching him even wider than before as he threatened to split at any moment, his body barely able to contain all of the cock as the two hot pricks slid up against his prostate and deep into his body, their already budding knots smacking against his outer walls, trying to find a way in but not quite managing as all four got to work, the howls and whimpers of the mink stifled by the two throbbing shafts railing his tiny little maw, the mixed flavors and textures of the knotted hyena and the long, curved ferret making him writhe in torturous ecstasy as his cock throbbed painfully between his thighs, each jolt of precum backed up behind the cockring, only making it worse and worse each time he felt the two cocks in his muzzle press against his throat, fucking in and out as one of the audience members let out a distinctive "Urgh!" and began to toss his load onto the defenseless and utterly abased Vinon. The two shafts in his muzzle quickly fucked in and out, tendrils of both spit and precum pouring out his muzzle and leaking down over his eyes as they dripped to the floor off the points of his ears, the climax spilling out onto him precariously aimed straight for the mink's own crotch as the sheer force of the anonymous and degrading apex imprinted itself on his heavy, churning orbs, pushing away the fur as heavy globs of sticky cum exploded onto his tiny body, soaking down into his lustrous coat and wetting the skin beneath as the combined pleasure of being filled from both ends and the incessant machinations of the sleeve around his shaft took only a minute or two to send him to orgasm, his entire body lurching as his back arched against the almost non-existent lax of the restraints, his teeth struggling not to clamp down on the cock in his maw as all four shafts continued to pummel him through his climax, only painfully prolonging it. His body thrashed in an abyss of both submission and ecstasy as long, drawn-out jets of cum tried to burst free of his cock but shot back into his body, trapped behind the horrid ring secured against the base of his cock. He could have sworn he heard Jake utter a contemptuous, "good boy," but it was drowned out in a sea of orgasmic euphoria, afterglow filling his body as he hung limp and motionless on the table, his body being devoured by hungry meat over and over again as his own continued to throb defiantly, towering above his body as just a tiny trickle of white, sticky goo managed to eek out of his tip, inconspicuously incriminating him to his deed.
His eyes clenched as he shuddered, his already stretched tailhole now being pummeled by a set of massive, bulbous knots, each time the hips of the pair of canines slammed into him they threatened to split him in half, the hyena's knot also now fully engorged as it smacked against his lips each time the huge shaft railed into his maw, all four around him panting heavily and menacingly. Everyone seemed to know what was coming, even the mink, as the daze of afterglow slowly diminished and he was brought back to consciousness. The ferret gave up first, hilting his crotch against Vinon's cheek one final time, his heavy, musky orbs enveloping the mink's senses, cringing up against the unnamed ferret's body as his load spewed down Vinon's throat, the fellow mustelid's hips motionless and just holding his cock tightly in place as the warm palpitations of the mink's throat and maw did all the work for him, long sticky ropes of ferret seed shooting down the mink's gullet, boiling away in his cum-bloated stomach as the already prodigious load in Vinon's gut was met with even more companionship. The mink's tongue lashed wetly and sloppily at the pair of orbs in turn, trying to milk them for every single drop as every passing moment made his appetite for abuse all the more voracious and insatiable, every ounce of dignity and intellect quashed by that of the primal and carnal need to be bred as he obediently swallowed every last drop.
The sinewy ferret stood, huffing and panting, as his orgasm finally finished, his spooge-soaked cock pulling out and drooling as he disappeared back into the masses, his orgasm to be quickly replaced by another as the hyena took full control of the maw, using every wall of warm, pulsing flesh to his disposal as the two at the other end of Vinon made it fairly clear their own apexes were imminent, eliciting a whimper of pain each time the tip of one of their knots rudely tried to force itself in, apparently both the coyote and the malamute in the mood to truly "breed" him as the strapping hyena gripped both sides of the mink's face and plummeted his cock deep into his bitch's muzzle, forcing his jaws wide open as his own knot slammed past the barricading row of teeth. A sharp howl filled the air, his foot tapping at the floor beneath as his own load began to fill the mink again, his knot forcing the maw wide open as Vinon's tongue slurped and suckled at the bulbous flesh, the mink's hips again bucking as he felt yet another climax slowly building in his loins, hot bursts of thick, sticky hyena seed pouring down into his stomach, his body unable to house any more though as it began to leak back out around the more manageably sized hyena shaft and filled his muzzle before pouring out in what looked like a messy, white waterfall, drooling down out the sides of his mouth and pouring over his eyes and face as he was forced to relish in the taste of his attacker's cum, now to nothing but Vinon's delight as his outstretched nose was planted firmly in the cleft of the hyena's balls. He whimpered as the dick stuffing his muzzle forced him to breathe in the intoxicating odor and nothing but as the huge balls enveloped the tip of his snout.
Jake again stepped in, and fully in character he approached the mink, staring down at him as he lazily stroked his rehardening shaft, letting its tip hang against Vinon's chest as it throbbed and oozed, its considerable weight almost pinning him down as he felt the skunk's paws wrap around his jaws. The hyena pulled out and just as the mink was about to swallow the literal mouthful of cum, he felt the paw once appropriated to Jake's rod press firmly against his throat. "Don't swallow. If you do, you're going to get MY cock down your throat, and yeah, I'd hilt ya. Savor it, swirl it around on your tongue. When we're done with you, you're going to know nothing but cock and cum, isn't that right, cunt?" The mink visibly gagged, whining out and reluctantly nodding as the hand on his throat slowly rose off his body, along with the intimidating skunkmeat as his attention was quickly turned back to the pair at his backside. Vinon's tongue began to lap at the insides of his own muzzle, the thick, creamy spooge seeping into every single nook and cranny of his mouth as the deep, pink blush returned to his cheeks; he didn't know whether or not he was doing it because he was told to or because he truly wanted to any more, but he enjoyed it none-the-less.
The mink grimaced as he watched the malamute climb up on top of the table, making it creek and groan under the added pressure of another body, and a fairly well-built one at that as he again slipped his cock into the tiny, throbbing hole, as the other positioned himself directly between Vinon's legs, the two shafts now stretching him vertically instead of horizontally as they had apparently worked out a way to both tie him. The small, pulverized mustelid tried to watch but quickly found his view obstructed as Jake, who had disappeared a couple moments ago returned just as quickly, pressing his crotch into Vinon's face, forcing him to breathe in the deep, aromatic scent through his nose, his maw already occupied by the huge volume of seed. The skunkshaft throbbed impatiently against the mink's chest and stomach between the dog's and the mustelid's body as Jake's hips slowly rode back and forth, occasionally prodding at the tortured mink cock, only fueling its agony on more. The two red, pointed cocks began to fuck wildly and viciously into Vinon's hole, grinding back and forth, with and against each other as the wet, slurping sounds filled the air, his tailhole nothing but a plaything to any pack of dogs that wanted it at this point. The malamute's arms wrapped tightly around the mink's chest, sandwiching the skunk cock down against Vinon's own as they throbbed hotly against each other, a pair of howls ringing in the mink's ears as they both simultaneously slammed their entire lengths into the mink. Their knots popped in, one quickly followed by the other as they expanded to their full potential deep inside of him and against his prostate, all three climaxing in synchronization.
Three sets of paws braced his body, reminding him of how trapped he was as the huge skunk orbs ground against his face, the massive shaft fucking against his own as his body lurched up and contracted around the two cocks hilted in him, only making it more pleasurable for his partners as he felt a third orgasm explode from his hips, trying to shoot up his shaft but again being forced back down into his body as he felt like he was going to explode himself, his body writhing erratically as his head flailed back and forth, his wrists pulling futilely as his bondage as wave after wave of euphoria rushed through him. The pair of canines between his legs quickly followed suit, their hips quaking as he felt two massive loads of cum begin to pour into him, splashing against his insides and filling his intestines as more and more pushed its way up through his tiny frame, the sheer girth of the two knots against his rings trapping every single last tiny drop of the hot, sticky love potion in his body as the combined warmth of afterglow and steaming cum emanated through his body, every single one of the mink's muscles tightening as his eyes clenched shut. There was almost something comforting and even comparatively tender as the large, soft sled-dog clung tightly to him, nuzzling against his neck almost pathetically as he rode out his climax, his strong arms bracing Vinon's lithe chest as the two shook their hips, giving that last inch between their knots and sheaths a couple little kicks, expelling their final small, drippy bursts into his passage as white and cobalt fur melded into a warm, sticky mess. All three panted, the mink's back arching in gratitude as he felt the two now detumescing bulbs pulse against his insides, the coyote slipping out with a loud popping sound as a torrent of seed began to drool out of the mink's raised hole and crawl down his own spine, pooling on the table as he was forced to lie in it obediently.
"Swallow." He heard Jake say as he stepped back. Vinon quickly gulped down the viscous fluid and panted exhaustedly, letting out a loud, elongated whimper, the pressure behind his shaft becoming unbearable. He felt the Malamute, too, slip out of him and climb off his body before he disappeared, probably back to his cot to get some well-deserved sleep. The skunk slowly surveyed his captive, walking around to his side and examining the thick, black, erect shaft jutting out of the disproportionately small mustelid, leaning down a bit and quickly slipping the ersatz sheath off the tormented member, turning the dial off and letting it drop to the ground, his foot paw kicking it beneath the table and out of the way.
Vinon's head rose as much as the restraints would allow as he felt the smooth, velvety fur of Jake's paw grip his shaft and slowly pump up and down the entire length, pressing the bottom of his fist-shaped hand against the loose sheath-matter below the cock-ring each time before climbing back up, letting most of his paw slip off the very tip of the minkcock before crawling back down, every second feeling like an eternity of both pain and pleasure as his overused dick begged for mercy, throbbing and spasming in the mephit's grasp. "Aww... does it hurt little mink?"
"Yes!!" He cried out pathetically.
"But it feels soooo good too, doesn't it?" The skunk replied wickedly. The only reaction he got was a groan, doing nothing but solidifying his statement. Jake grinned as he watched his bitch's head thrash back and forth in both pain and bliss, the white, pummeled hips of the mink slowly gyrating back and forth, begging for more abuse. "I'll make a deal with you then, if you're really enjoying this as little as you want me to think. I've got an adorable little fox-friend here, and he doesn't think it's fair that you get to hog all the dick on the ship." With that he reached into the crowd and pulled out just that: an adorable little twink of a fox. If ever there was a stereotype come to life, he was it. Guessing he was five feet tall could have easily been an overstatement. His hips swayed like a woman's, but with the exception of a cute, pink little fox prick that swayed with them, its precum-covered flesh gleaming in the beams of light managing to creep through the wooden ceiling. His eyes were a light blue, almost robin's egg, and as if he needed any help advertising what he was, his short, pointed bangs were adorned with two neon-pink highlights. As Jake's playmate reached the table, he continued, "And when my buddy here saw you...", and with that he gave the fox a firm squeeze on the ass, "he told me he just HAD to have you in him. Now if you do my buddy Alex here a favor, I'll untie you. All of you." The fox stood next to his apparent master, his expression seemingly a bit ashamed, but it was only a tinge of such; boyish excitement predominated.
Through one eye, the other too preoccupied with pleasure to open, he looked up and down the cute little foxboi's body. Had it been any other time he would have pounced on that in a moment, a vulpine as cute and willing as that something that nobody could turn down. But these were extenuating circumstances; he didn't know how much more abuse his dick could take and ever be able to work again. But deep inside he knew that no matter what he said, Jake was going to have that tiny hole around his cock, so he figured he might as well take the deal. He said almost inaudibly, shame muting him, "Yes..."
"He's your playground tonight Alex. Do everything you want to him." The small, eager fox began to climb up on the table, one of his paws nervously slipping in the slick mess on Vinon's fur as he steadied himself above the mink's restrained body, looking down into his eyes and positioned his ass directly above Vinon's cock, wasting no time at all, the fox's own eyes gently shutting in anticipation as he let himself begin to sink down against it, his tiny outer rings pressing firmly against the thick mink shaft. Vinon's back arched invitingly as he pressed his hips up against the tiny vulpine, his slick, wet tip threatening to push in as he heard Alex huff out in pleasure, the feeling of the hot head of Vinon's cock throbbing against his hole urging him onward as the tiny fox's pucker slipped around the head, beginning to gently slide down the shaft, his paws bracing the mink's suspended knees behind him as the first couple inches of the massive, ebony tower of flesh began to seep into Alex's minuscule frame.
It was both Heaven and Hell for the mustelid trapped between the fox and the table; his cock burned both for freedom and to fill the slutty little ass trying to devour him. The fox took his time, letting inch by inch of the nearly 4-inch wide cock slip effortlessly into him, his tight body clinging against the outer walls of the shaft from every angle, wrapping snuggly around them, the warm, wet insides of the fox encapsulating Vinon's throbbing member. Both whined out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the usually abundantly presence reproductive juices of the mink were stifled by the tight cockring lodged at his base, making the ride rougher than usual for both as friction and heat filled the entry. The bulging veins on Vinon's blood-filled shaft acted as pleasure bumps for the fox as they ground their way past his doors and into his body. At about the half-way mark, Alex stopped, trying to catch his breath as he let his ass relax around the unusually copious girth.
Vinon tried to yell out "Go!" but just before he could he found his words slain, something pressing against his muzzle. This time it wasn't another cock, but instead another maw as he felt the soft, silky lips press against his own, the hot, damp tongue forcing its way into his muzzle as he accepted the gift hungrily. He didn't even open his eyes to see whose it was; he didn't care. The alien muscle probed his maw, slowly running across his front teeth and gum line as small tendrils of spit began to ooze out the crevasses of his lips, his own tongue eager to meet the one filling his mouth as his jaws opened to accept the embrace. Alex, meanwhile, began to again slip down further and further along the intimidating length, one of his paws pressing against his stomach as he could have sworn he could actually feel it through his skin, the huge cock stretching out his bowels and pushing things away to make room for more as that's just what he got: more and more cock filling him as his legs began to give out, sliding down the huge shaft faster until he finally met his goal. He felt the cock-ring plant itself against his outer hole, eliciting a basso, grumbling murr of contentment, simply holding himself there as he let the cock do all the work, throbbing deep within him and filling him with heat. The maw against Vinon's face, however, began to get more violent as he felt the furry's head swivel, giving it better access as the tongue began to lash wildly and wickedly inside the mink's muzzle, the very tip of the long, wet appendage coursing through every groove and crevasse of his captor's mouth, savoring his tastes and textures as it flicked across the tip of each sharp, ivory tooth, pressing further in as Vinon felt his row of back molars press against those of his assailant, the tongue in his muzzle now almost fucking into his throat as he could do nothing but blissfully suckle on it like a cock.
What were once jeers and laughter surrounding him were now nothing but groans and whimpers of pleasure as everyone got their turn, another hefty load of cum splattering against the mink's chest sloppily, followed by another and another, some aiming for his face and some less selective as the ones who weren't lucky enough to actually rape him just used him as a cum rag, spooge drooling off the sides of the table in large sheets as they plopped onto the ground. The fox spired along his meat also spat long ropes of precum across his neck and chin as he began to use Vinon like a dildo, riding his small passageway up and down along the gorgeous mustelid penis over and over, filling himself up to the brim with shaft as he began to quicken his pace, letting out whimpers of excitement.
The broad tongue delving into the mink's throat suddenly disappeared, Vinon looking up to find none other than Max, grinning down at him as he wiped away a bit of saliva from the corner of his mouth, his paw gently kneading at his swollen and impending sheath. His sac could almost rival the mink's entire head, and even from a foot away its scent overpowered him, Vinon's hips beginning to buck out of animal instinct into the fox as the distraction returned Vinon's attention to the task at hand, only fueling him on more as Alex began to rise up the entire length of the huge cock before simply letting his body drop back down, his weight pulling his tight ass along the mink's cock as each quick, powerful hilt made Vinon yelp out in pain, both the mink's and Alex's swollen orbs threatening to give up at any moment.
The fox barked out in concession as he slammed down one last time, the thick, meaty head grinding across his prostate as he arched, the red fur on the fox's tail standing on end as Vinon looked up, only to be assaulted by Alex's orgasm, his eyes and ears being coated in the thick spunk as long, drawn-out ropes of vulpine seed splashed onto his already-soaked face. Alex moaned out and shook a bit as his orgasm finally faded, simply holding himself there as his knotted shaft continued to trickle onto the mink's chest, one of the black paws reaching down and squeezing the last bit of fluid out onto the thick sheet already bestowed upon the mink's stomach. The sights and smells and textures sent Vinon too over the edge, albeit this time with much less bravura as his neck strained and his cock throbbed incessantly, another sticky mess of seed trying to permeate the toy but finding the ring around his base too tight as he was again denied climax. He cried out in pain as this time it was too much, the pressure inside of him just building and building as the fox didn't even seem to notice and climbed off his body, disappearing off to his cot, as had most of the men. It was now just Vinon, Jake and Max, and the two standing around him grinned down evilly as they watched him struggle to not pass out. "Poor baby." Max said, patronizingly petting the mink's face like a dog's.
Vinon snarled out and tried to nip at the paw, but Max was too fast and simply pulled it away, coyly suckling on one of his fingers, cleaning it of the sticky mess before moving onto another. "You promised you would take it off Jake! Take it off!" Vinon half said and half cried, his eyes watering as his cock still stood painfully erect through three back-to-back orgasms.
"I will," the skunk said, moving back around to between the mink's legs. "But first I want you to beg. If you beg good enough, then I'll let you go." He shook one of the ropes attached to the mink's ankles, signifying that these, too, would be gotten rid of.
There was no conflict in him this time. He did what he had to do, he meant everything he said, and he enjoyed saying it. "Please! Please! I beg of you! Just take it off I'll do anything for you just take the thing off of me! I'm your bitch, your whore, your slave, your personal fucktoy to use and abuse and throw away when you're done with me! I'm nothing more than a warm place to put your cock and a good place to keep your cum! Please I'll do anything for you at all! I live and breathe to serve your cock and any other you tell me to; I am nothing but a horny bitch in heat, and I deserve to be punished." Tears rolled down his eyes as he realized that he really did mean what he was saying, but it was too late for remorse now. "Please! Fill me with hot, throbbing skunk cock. Fill me over and over and over until I'm about to burst, then make me lick the mess up while you just fuck me again. I want nothing more. You are my master, and I am your pet. I worship you and worship your shaft. I am a naughty little slut that needs his fill, and you're the only one that can do it. Just please.... let me cum."
Max was now standing next to the skunk, both towering over him as they leered over his body. "You need your fill, huh? Well lemme help you out with that." He nodded to his wolf partner and within a moment the two ropes attached to his ankles were loosed, his legs falling limply across the end of the table. Max circled back around to his head and undid the restraints wrapped tightly against his wrists, his body now completely free as he lay prone on the dripping table. Suddenly he felt the skunk again grab his ankles, Vinon yelping out in horror as the wolf's paws gripped either side of his head and brought it forward forcefully, Jake's body pressing against the mink's legs and pinning Vinon's own cock against his cheek.
"Please no!" Was all he could say, but it was pointless. Max grabbed the mink's face and pressed the flat of his finger against the black nose, forcing Vinon to open his muzzle to breathe, but air was quickly replaced by his own, throbbing shaft as it sunk deep into his muzzle, spreading his jaws widely. He could feel the heavy, cum-stained cock throbbing against his tongue as it threatened to enter his throat, his body folded neatly and effortlessly.
As the mink struggled against the grasp of the two larger anthropoids, Jake leaned down and gripped the clasps of the cockring, staring straight into the mink's eyes coolly. "I know you think I'm evil, but don't ever think I'm a liar. You begged better than any bitch I've ever heard, and believe me I've heard a lot of them. So I'm going to give you exactly what you begged for: your fill."
The mink's pleading cries were silenced by the girth in his maw, his stomach already full as he tried to fend off the paws of the skunk but found the restraints had rendered him even more helpless than before, his arms barely even able to lift themselves as he could do nothing but watch in horror as the delicate, black fingertips unfastened the ring and pulled it off him in an instant. It was an eruption to make any geyser or volcano envious. His impressive production was now working against him as three orgasms and nearly an hour's worth of precum exploded out of his tip, the force causing most of it to simply spew from his muzzle like a busted fire-hydrant, pre and seed pissing down his throat and into his already-bloated gut as it continued to pour out his maw and wash over his body, an inch-thick sheet of goo now covering his chest and rising against his chin as it rolled off of him. More and more and more and more, it refused to end, his own mess being forced down his throat and coating his muzzle and entire body as the whole cabin began to stink with mink sex, a few of the still-awake furs letting out degrading hoots and hollers of approval as the torture would not stop. It continued to spill into his muzzle for nearly half a minute before the last of it finally shot out against his tongue, the cock quickly pulled free of the damp and inviting maw as Max's paw grasped around the mink's muzzle, forcing him to swallow the huge mouth load with a loud, painful gulp. As the feeling of pressure left him, euphoria quickly took its place as his shaft went limp against him, falling into the huge puddle on his stomach, splashing it around as he slipped off the table onto the floor, his fur now soaked to the brim as he writhed in bliss in the huge mess that had been loosed onto the wooden planks beneath him. The mink churred contently and rubbed his swollen gut, feeling as though he had just eaten a very large meal, his legs and arms stretching out the aches of being restrained as he slowly felt their strength returning to him.
"It's like you read my mind, hun. JUST where I was about to put you." Jake watched as the mink began to rise to his paws and knees, apparently not broken yet, and the skunk was not going to stop until he was. Vinon, now too overpowered by sheer lust and pleasure, simply whined out like an animal, his body still aching from the previous round as he felt the skunk drop on top of him. But as the mink bit down onto his lip, expecting the mephit's shaft to plunge into him, he instead felt Jake crawl under his body, their positions now reversed from earlier, Vinon's arms wrapping tightly around the skunk's chest, his fingers sinking into the plush, white fur, coating Jake's back with the sticky mess as his limp cock rest between the cleft of the skunk's furry buns, finding a pair of ready and spread legs between him as the massive, monochrome tail curled around his body and patted at his ass, as if trying to urge him in. "Mmmph... c'mon. Take it out on me hun. You know you want to."
But it was never just that simple for the poor, helpless mustelid, because just as he was about to respond he felt the warmth of another body on top of his, and considering the weight pressing down against him he knew who it was: it was Max. Vinon's body was sandwiched between the two huge, plush furs, their body-heat radiating into him from both angles as, despite the aching, he couldn't help but quickly find himself aroused again as his cock began to fill and throb against the skunk's apparently overeager tailhole. As reprehensible as it seemed to fuck Jake, he knew the growing passion in his loins wasn't going to give him any sort of choice. But it wasn't that that he was worried about; it was the seven and a half foot wolf on top of him, and as the mink began to slowly grind his way back to full erection, it was the twenty inch wolf shaft spilling out along his back and leaking unfathomable amounts of pre into his fur that worried him more. A cock like that in the wrong hands could split a man in half, and Max was the wrong man. As the dogshaft finally completely slipped out of its confines, it throbbed along almost the entire length of Vinon's torso. It was only a couple inches longer than the skunk's, but it was its girth that stole the show. He could feel it burning along his spine as the threesome began to lose themselves in primal lust, coy banter no longer necessary or even conceivable as each got to work.
The soreness and aches of the mink's shaft quickly dissolved into inconsequentia as the pleading tunnel beneath him begged to be filled; now it was the mink's turn to administer the torture, and he was going to do everything in his power to make it as rough a ride for the skunk as it had been for himself. The wolf, however, laying heavily on top of him, had much less romantic or idealistic notions about his actions, Vinon being nothing more than a tight, warm hole as his hips pulled back and found their mark, his heavy, throbbing cock-tip lodged firmly against the tiny mustelid's passageway, Vinon's rings already stretched to gross proportions but the sheer width of the massive slab of lupine meat trying to barrel its way into his body proving maybe even too much for his already well-trained ass as it tried to unceremoniously force itself in, eliciting a whimper of trepidation from the tiny mink as it continued to try to find its grip, Vinon's asshole nothing but a raunchy cynosure for abuse. The slick, white paw of the mink reached down the skunk's body and clung tightly to the thick, ebony shaft jutting from Jake's hips, Vinon's paw already lubed with the excesses of semen that had coated his body over and over again as he gripped it as well as he could, his fingertips unable to even reach across its considerable girth as he began to slowly pump up and down as much length as he could comfortably grasp in his fairly precarious position, setting a slow, gentle tempo, Jake's body trembling palpably beneath him as he teased and toyed with the magnificent specimen of skunkshaft.
But such was just to catch the skunk off guard; Vinon grinned with the same malicious undertones he had been subjected to before taking what seemed like less than a moment to hilt his entire fourteen inch length deep, deep into Jake's fairly untrained and neglected hole, doms always having been the tightest according to the mink's experience and this bastard of a skunk being no different, as his heavy, snowy orbs slapped loudly against the black and white furred ass, splashing the mess they had been drenched in across the firm, skunky butt cheeks It was worlds of both pleasure and pain that Jake had never experienced before, never having taken a dick even half Vinon's size as now he found his body spired along its entire length, yelping out in agony as he threatened to fall to the ground, the paw wrapped around his shaft viciously stroking as slowly as humanly possible, tease and orgasm-inspiring torture melding and clashing in the mephit's brain as the yelp was quickly proceeded by a low, throaty growl of ecstasy. Max seemed inspired, and now with the length of nothingness between the minkhole and his cocktip giving him proper acceleration, he quickly followed suit, slamming his entire rod deep into Vinon's tiny, gaping ass. The wolf yelped out in surprise as the tightness clinging to his shaft was almost too good to be true; it was rare that someone could take him, and such an occasion was to be treated as a delicacy. Vinon cried out in pain beneath him as every inch of his insides squeezed hotly and pulsed with his rapidly quickening heartbeat, the wolf cock buried deep inside his body as he struggled to even breathe past the excruciating euphoria seeping into every square inch of his frame, only hilting his body again into the tight skunkhole, the wolf's balls almost covering the tiny furry's entire ass as they slammed against it.
Each was well past boiling point, hours of sex and abuse having culminated to this apex of disrestraint, and there was no turning back. The two on the bottom churred in unison as each passing moment vanquished more and more of the burning pain in their tiny holes, which was quickly replaced by nothing but the indulgent revelry of being so completely and utterly filled by steaming, oozing cock. All three began to pound in and out, the skunk's ass slamming back against the mink's length as each long, arduous stroke of Max's hips pulled and pushed the tiny body beneath them back and forth, each time Vinon pulled out of the skunk he was only pushing himself further along the wolf's massive meat, his hole smacking against the huge and ever-growing knot at its base before the lupine pole pushed him back into Jake's tiny and aching rings. The mink could feel Max's shaft pour precum into him by what felt like the bucketful, unmatchable sums of hot, sticky liquid spraying against his insides like the dog was a hose as the wolf bit down against Vinon's shoulder, claiming him as his bitch as he held him tighter in place, as if there was anywhere in the world the mink would rather be than sandwiched between the two cum-factories trying to break him.
Boy milk oozed off the mink's body as his insides were coated, the steamy cum drooling down across Jake's body and splattering onto the floor as each ground their hips against the other's ass, Vinon's paw now stroking furiously along the massive shaft beneath it as he bucked in and out forcefully, his movements now erratic and unpredictable as he stabbed at previously unexplored parts of the skunk, his dick throbbing hotly against the mephit's prostate, the thick head pushing against it with each powerful thrust as the two surrounding him slammed him back and forth with their bodies, each one using the other as Max's maw removed itself from the furred shoulder and found more tantalizing prey: the mink's delicate left ear. The wolf's animal rutting was almost even overshadowed as he gently teased the fleshy protuberance, his sharp, canid teeth softly nipping at the pointed, furry tip as his hot, steamy breath coursed and teased through the fine, delicate inner fuzz of Vinon's ear. If there was any spot on the mink's body that could really incapacitate him, the wolf had found it.
Max let out an uncharacteristically soft and prone whimper before whispering throatily, his words a half-growl, "Moan for me..." His hot breath teasing across the sensitive, fleshy protuberance with each raspy, menacing syllable. Vinon whined out and nuzzled pathetically against the warm, damp maw probing against his head as he felt Max's tongue gently slip out against it, its very tip dragging along every single curve and line of definition as it matted the fur to the skin beneath before probing further in, his maw devouring the tender ear as his tongue pushed deeper into the canal, wriggling and writhing like a snake as the mink could do nothing but fuck the skunk that much harder, his hips railing viciously and unrelentingly into Jake's tight ass as he felt the knot against his backside finally reach its peak, pushing his butt cheeks apart each time it tried to fuck its way into his body.
All three could feel their climaxes quickly growing, Jake letting out a loud and conspicuous whine as the paw drove up and down his shaft in time with the mammoth fucking against his sensitive and battered prostate, that huge knot against the mink's tiny hole throbbing incessantly as it branded itself against him, Vinon's own cock going completely solid as he felt his balls begin to seize to his body, his tail coiling tightly around the skunk's own wide and luxurious appendage and clinging to it submissively and in expectation of rapture as the trio prepared themselves. The mink pressed his hips hard into the skunk, and as he tried to pull back out to do it again he found that Max was in the way, his knot pressing firmly against his tailhole as the tongue fled his ear, the dog's face leaning down over the mink's head as he whined and loosed small, yippy barks, trying to press himself fully in. The mink's eyes went wide in terror as Jake moaned out beneath him in blissful ignorance to what was about to take place in the mustelid's tiny body; all that the skunk was feeling was addition pressure against him. Max pulled back an inch and slammed into his bitch one final time; his considerable strength making the job of knotting the mink much easier than the laws of physics would have had anyone but the wolf himself believe.
It was worth it; the second of pain Vinon felt as the impossible bulge of flesh passed through his rings was instantly muted by the incredible sensation of the huge, throbbing knot against his insides, making him squeak out some sort of rodenty, subdued warning of his impending climax. His body was locked to the wolf's as Max's final hilt slammed the mink's cock into the skunk one, last time as all three peaked. The wolf's neck craned to the sky as he howled, his tail drooping as his balls began to empty of their seed, hot sticky cum rushing to fill any remaining free space in the tiny mustelid's body as precum began to leak out of his ass around the knot, the clear fluid quickly being replaced by a more potent and creamy one as more and more spunk exploded into him faster than his body could get rid of it, each powerful jet of steaming cum making the huge shaft buried in him palpably twitch and throb, a sensation he was forced to feel over and over and over again as his own cock erupted deep inside of Jake, his fifth climax fairly puny compared to the first above him and the second below him as the skunk, too, erupted in a huge burst of seed, the mink's cheek craning down to nuzzle at his captor's as they shared the moment, each orgasm riding off the other as they exchanged immeasurable volumes of seed, Jake's body coated and filled, and Vinon's already-covered frame receiving the same treatment as the mink's paw continued to pump up and down quickly and powerfully, wanting to prolong such a perfect moment of bliss for as long as possible.
Sticky sheets of spooge oozed down out of Vinon's ass and coated both his own and that of the skunk's as the wolf's climax began to slowly wain, the bloated feeling in the mink's gut beginning to disappear as the pressure relinquished. Vinon panted into Jake's ear like a dog, the muzzle above him doing the same as the three held tightly onto each other, the mink trapped between them, unable to escape as his abused shaft was the first to soften, slowly easing the tension against the mephit's rings as it gently pulled out and finally was allowed to retreat back into the warm and inviting confines of its sheath as Vinon struggled to even remain conscious, complete and utter sexual exhaustion taking over his body as each round of afterglow was only more intense than the one before, a wide pool of goo surrounding them as Jake crawled out from beneath the tied pair, the weight of Max forcing the mink to fall face-first into the combined mess of skunk and wolf spoo, any of the mess that had been transmitted to Jake quickly being replaced.
The two lay quietly and contemplatively for a moment before Max's cock too began to soften, the bulgy knot of flesh sinking back into his shaft as he slid out easily, leaving the gaping Vinon to do nothing but writhe and pant in their combined mess, staining deeply into his fur the scent of lust.
Jake, his words heavily and consistently interrupted by breathy and exasperated pants, said to his accomplice, "You think we're done?"
Max grinned down and rolled the mink over with his foot, making sure to get every inch of him as wet as possible. "Nah... he's still got a little life in him." The real sadist was revealed by those words. "Go across the hall and get Jet; if anyone can finish him off, he can."
Jake seemed almost mercifully reluctant, but they had gone too far to stop now. He took a moment to catch his breath before briskly making his way to the door, shutting it on his way out. "Who was Jet?" the mink thought to himself, but it didn't matter any more; there was nothing more they could possibly do to him; everything had been done, over and over again; what could just one more round possibly prove? Or so he naively thought. A few moments after the rapping against the door on the other side of the hall he could hear the skunk's foot paws against the creaky, wooden floor returning, but they were no longer alone. His mind was addled by cock, but he could tell there was something unique and ominously terrifying by the sound accompanying the skunk. Was it one guy or two? Whatever and whoever it was, it was big, and it was heavy; the floor audibly strained beneath the paws as they made their way to the door facing him. A dragon? Another Max? He wouldn't be so lucky.
"No. No. No..." It was the only word the mink could come up with as the door was opened. "Never. That will never." His vocabulary picked up the pace, but only a little. It would never fit is what he was going for. In the doorway what he saw that had confused his ears was one of those few truly sublime creatures: a black foxtaur. He scrambled on his back, trying to futilely claw his way to safety but the floor was slick and there was nowhere left to hide as his back pressed against the wall behind him, resigning him to his fate. He would have been beautiful had it been nearly any other situation, but from where the mink was, it was only sheer horror. He didn't have the usual fox markings; maybe some crossbreeding a few generations back, his multi-colored eyes being another indication. One ice-blue and one slate-gray eye stared almost warmly at him, his physique firm and built, and his body almost completely jet black, his name apparently either a major coincidence or a play on words. The only other color on his body was a white that matched that of Vinon's own fur, and even then it was sparse. The giveaway white 'gloves' and 'socks' adorned all three pairs of appendages, a white diamond planted on his chest, the very tip of his tail and ears the same blinding snow-white as the tauric fox looked down at the sacrifice that had been made to him, his arms crossed dominantly over his chest; Max looked absolutely dwarfed in comparison to this virile creature. The mink's eyes were hesitant but couldn't resist as they crawled down to between the back legs of the quadruped. Vinon whined out as what met his gaze was a sheath nearly as thick as his entire body, his disproportion equally matched by a set of orbs that looked like black, furry basketballs.
"Silly mink. As funny as it would be to see you try to take him, you're pretty useless to me if you're dead now aren't'cha?" Jake grinned, but this time it was a bit less corrosively. "This ain't a punishment; it's a present. I know how much sluts like you get off to worshiping big, fat cock, and I figured since everyone was too busy ramming their dicks down your throat you didn't really get a chance, so we're gonna make it up to you and give you alllll the cock you could possibly want. But I oughta warn ya, it isn't exactly every day Jet here get to, how you say... 'relieve' himself, not being able to reach down there and all, so it might get just a little bit messy. You don't mind, do ya?" The skunk stuck his tongue out and pat the fox's rear, urging him forward, the taur also apparently a bit hesitant, but as Jake had correctly pointed out, his opportunities were few and far between, and he wasn't about to turn one down.
The mink didn't know if he was relieved or even more terrified than before as the huge creature began to approach him. Vinon said nothing, his head tilting down in nervousness as the gargantuan foxtaur braced the wall the mink was sitting against with the large, broad pads of his two front legs, trapping Vinon between his sheath and the wall. Nothing needed to be said; it was all understood. The mink hesitated a moment, but then, wasting very little time, quickly got to work, his first job obviously going to be to get the monster lodged inside the huge tube of flesh hard. Vinon's paws slowly rose up to grip the massive sheath, gently grasping at the soft fold of skin as the particularly long and lush fur crept around his fingers, the mink's lips gently parting as his eyes closed, the smell of unrivaled musk beating his nostrils as he continued to advance on it with his muzzle, his other paw reaching up to match the first as his soft, velvety lips gently pressed against the long, thick member. He slowly kissed up and down the length, first ascending to the thick, plush tip of the furry tube before crawling back down, the powerful hind legs of the taur giving out a slight buck as he loosed a long, stuttered gasp of pleasure. Vinon's tongue gently lashed at the tip, the outer folds of skin gently peeling away against the wet and slimy muscle, the base of his tongue just barely grazing the pink and budding tip of the huge fox before his maw crept back down just as slowly and gently, his soft, white paws tenderly kneading against the cock concealed behind Jet's sheath as they dragged the slick, inner skin-matter against the red shaft, his tiny fingertips probing and massaging at the gently pulsating meat beneath.
As his muzzle reached the over-ripe orbs, it was like an orgy of pheromones. It was hard to resist simply burying his face into the huge balls; in fact it was impossible. The mink did just that, the top of his head planted against the very base of the every-thickening and filling sheath as he nuzzled and worshiped at the massive sac, letting their sweaty musk stain his face and fill his lungs, taking deep, piercing breathes of the intoxicating aroma as his tongue quickly became more adventurous and began to lash at the cum-churning sac, his lips suckling against them, nursing the huge, swollen balls, doing everything in his power to please the gorgeous specimen of fox looming above him. Both let out a whine of pleasure as the mink's tongue quickly retreated, his body unable to breathe through the overwhelming damp of masculine scent as it dragged back up the entire length of sheath, his muzzle now nuzzling just as tenderly and affectionately at the tip of the swollen member, using his face to push away the first couple inches of delicious sheath as he ground his cheeks obediently against the tip of the beast's shaft, his nose occasionally incidentally penetrating the musky prison, quickly slurping away the exotic sheath juices from his face before renewing his efforts, fist-sized beads of precum dripping from the taur's tip, only to be voraciously slurped up by the subservient mustelid as both of their lust grew and grew with each passing moment.
The mink took his time, savoring every moment of the comparatively sweet and consenting embrace, completely losing himself as the fox was driven to do just the opposite, his hips beginning to gently grind against the mink's face, using it to slowly shed himself of the pesky sheath getting in the way of things as Vinon's paws and muzzle hugged tightly to the side of it, letting himself be used as finally it began to creep down the huge length on its own, more and more of the massive cock revealing itself as the mustelid did nothing but sit back and enjoy the show. Never before in his life had he seen such a perfect or utterly massive specimen of maleness, the sheath finally finishing its descent as it bulged for a moment, then finally slipped over the budding knot at the very end of the cock.
Any and all of the romanticism quickly dissipated as Vinon was put back in his place, the foxtaur taking no time in displaying both his dominance and prowess for degradation as he slowly dropped his body, the mink now barely sitting at all as he laid, sandwiched between the floor and the huge rod, which began to pick up steam as what were once beads of pre were quickly replaced by a literal garden hose, his face getting the brunt of it as he was forced to close his eyes. The taur, too, wanted to take his time, relishing the feel of the warm body beneath him as his powerful hips rut back and forth, grinding his fat, heavy cock against Vinon's entire body, the slick fur a welcomed sensation as Jet pumped back and forth. The mustelid whined as he felt the huge, throbbing shaft grind against his own battered crotch, and with that his arms and legs wrapped around the massive slab of meat, his own hips beginning to pump back and forth, the motions almost unnoticeable compared to the fox's. The mink's maw opened widely as the muscles in the taur's hindquarters began to pick up steam, letting the powerful spray of precum splash around in his hungry muzzle and coat his entire body, washing away all that the others had generously soaked him with as each pump was only more powerful than the one before, Jet's sheer strength overwhelming the puny mink as his paws and feet pumped back and forth, his body trying to do everything in its power to please the gorgeous rod.
Vinon's legs slowly spread around the ever-expanding knot as the cock coursed against his entire body, its width matching that of the mink's hips as the knot dwarfed it; the already-tiny mink looked even more minuscule beneath the behemoth of black and white fur as precum exploded against him each and every moment, his mind struggling to stay awake long enough to see it to fruition. But finally the sex gods showed some compassion towards the mustelid; he wouldn't have to wait any longer. All meaning and comprehension of time had flown away long ago, and to what felt like only a few short minutes to the mink were actually a long, drawn-out fuck fest against his body. The huge knot bulged and forced Vinon's legs wide open as he lost his grip against the warm, slick shaft and fell back to the ground, a loud roar filling the air, waking everyone on the ship as Jet unleashed. The mink drifted in and out of consciousness: each time he returned it seemed as if another gallon had been spilled on him as, almost cartoon-like, he started seeing stars. Massive torrents of fox cum splashed against his body, pushing the fur out of the way and soaking the pink skin beneath as each powerful burst was instantly followed by another and another and another, cum seeping into every crevasse of his body as it filled all of his senses, his eyes opening to nothing but a sheet of white, his nostrils filled with the salty scent of cum, his body drenched from head to toe in sticky, warm seed as it enveloped him, his maw filled again and again as it simply oozed out of his jaws and rolled into the pile of mess already covering his body. He lay there, panting, as the huge cocktip hovered over his head, simply drooling down onto him as the fox finally finished with the poor little minkbitch, panting heavily and dropping back down to four legs as Vinon lay under him, slipping into a fully horizontal position.
One word, and one word only, came from the mink's mouth. "More..." It was gargled with cum, and all he wanted was more.
"Heh. I'd say he's broken." Jake beamed down and pet the sloppy, white head fur as Jet, too, gently dropped to the ground and rolled onto his side, the large pads of his forelegs pulling the messy white thing into his body, vanishing him into the long, thick pelt of black fur and hugging tightly to him, their body-heat pulsing into one another as the mink's arms clung tightly to the fox's body, nuzzling into the luxurious coat and finally passing out, cooing in his sleep as the large foxtaur kept him warm and safe.
Jake and Max stood next to one-another, smiling down at their new toy as he slept, his stomach full and his body drenched in seed. "Too bad we started so late tonight."
"Yeah..."
"Tomorrow we can get an early start on him though."