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“We should teach him a lesson” Heath, a large well-built Siberian tiger, with slicked back hair tied into a small ponytail, growled to his two friends as he glared at the handsome young blue eyed arctic wolf a couple tables over. There were still traces of his Motherland’s accent touching his words, which made them sound far more threatening than he intended.

“Yeah, damned rich kid thinks he’s so special, coming in here and spending daddy’s money” Ellery snorted in agreement. The large Berkshire stallion gripped the wooden armrest of his chair so tight it gave a pained squeal and a faint crack. Ellery was the largest of the three, being a cross between an Akhal-Teke and a Shire Stallion; he had the build of a shire, but the glossy coat and long mane and tail of the Akhal-Teke. His coat was mostly midnight black, only broken up by his pink nose and the white stripe along the bridge of his muzzle. If not for his flannel shirt and scuffed wrangler jeans, Ellery could’ve passed for a seventies rockstar with his long flowing hair.

“Worst of all is how all the ladies flock to him” Daley agreed without even bothering to look up at his tiger and stallion shipmates. Daley was the oldest of the three, the dark emerald green crocodile had the scars to prove it too, most notably a deep gouge which ran from his left cheek and up across his left eye, where he nearly lost it from a stray gaff being thrown about in a squall many years ago. While not as outwardly muscular as Ellery, Daley was every bit as strong, if not more so from his years of working on trawlers. He was very clearly no stranger to a hard day’s work. “He thinks he’s the cock of the walk around here, has the pick of the bitches.”

Christian Delacroix was the son of a wealthy business tycoon, not that one would ever think so with how he carried on. He was never one for stuffy suits and business meetings, the young white wolf just wanted to party and have fun. With no need to worry about money, Christian enjoyed his lavish lifestyle of spending his father’s money and not having to worry about the everyday struggles most other people had. He wanted for nothing and got everything his heart desired.

He always flashed his cash wherever he went, drawing the attention of the ladies who flocked to the handsome blue eyed white wolf, usually dressed in tailored suits which showed off his natural toned physique. Christian had it all, an easy life and a body that looked like he spent hours at the gym, when in reality he hardly if ever worked out. Even sweating was beneath him, so he did everything he could to avoid any real sort of labour, at least outside of intimate times with whichever young lady caught his eye.

The young wolf was again back in The Sluice Goose, which was pretty much a dive bar on the water’s edge in Louisiana. It was an old steamboat which had been converted into a floating bar, at one point it had been rather luxurious, but the upkeep had clearly become too much for the owners over the years and now it was rather run down, along with a much lower-class clientele these days. Not that it bothered Christian, he did enjoy “slumming it” and hanging with the lower-class hotties. He found the poorer the girl, the freakier she was willing to get in bed, especially if she thought she was going to get her hands on his inheritance. Even now he had three such girls all clambering for his attention; a rather punk looking skunk with multiple piercings, a busty red headed coyote in short cutoff denim shorts and low-cut top, and finally a white furred feline who was clearly trying to look more upper-class than she really was. Though her rough speech was a dead giveaway she was anything but “proper” as they say.

Unbeknownst to Christian however, the young blue-eyed white furred wolf was painfully oblivious to the fact he was stepping on the local’s toes. Three such large individuals, who were currently on shore leave from their fishing trawler, had been coming to “The Goose” in hopes of finding some young tail to sate their needs. Their only problem was that every time they were there, Christian was around flashing his cash and being the annoying centre of attention. None of their usual prey would even look their way so long as he was around. They all knew who he was too, mostly because Christian’s father was to blame for their hometown’s economic collapse. Old man Delacroix had bought out most of the businesses and then just stripped them for parts to sell off at a profit, leaving the employees without jobs. So having his kid on their turf flashing around money that wasn’t even his really added salt to the wounds.

“He looks like quite a bitch himself” Heath almost snarled into his shot of whiskey as he glared openly at the oblivious wolf.

“Heh, yeah…now that you mention it, put him in a dress and he’d make for a half decent bitch himself” Ellery laughed in agreement.

There was a brief pause in the trio’s conversation as the three friends looked back and forth between each other, clearly, they had all just had the same idea at once. Without another spoken word, they all began to grin and laugh while they prepared to enact their plan. They had done it so many times to random women, it wouldn’t be any different doing it to some upstart rich kid.

They had seen him enough times to know that the young wolf was not respectful enough to get up and get his own drink refilled, just as one would expect of an entitled brat, he expected everyone else to wait on him hand and foot. So, they waited for Christian to finish his drink before he raised his glass up above his head to order another. As expected, he didn’t have the decency to go up to the bar and order another. This was where Ellery struck, he was already waiting at the bar and caught the barman’s annoyed eyeroll.

“Why don’t you let me take it over to him?” the large equine offered as he slid a crinkled one-hundred-dollar bill over to the rabbit behind the counter. They shared a brief knowing look, the rabbit had been complicit in the trio’s endeavours before; he had even joined in on occasion. Most of the time it left him feeling somewhat guilty, but this time, the lapine couldn’t help but grin and eagerly agree. Christian had been making a nuisance of himself the last couple of days, and the barman had had just about enough of him, so when the horse approached and gave him the usual “tip”, he knew what was coming.

Ellery was a pro, the small pink tablet was hidden in his palm as he grabbed over the top of the whiskey glass, dropping it in unseen. As he took a slow walk over to Christian, he subtly swirled the glass to help it completely dissolve, so by the time it was in the young wolf’s hands, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Christian didn’t even bother looking back to see who had handed him the drink either, he was far too focused on the red headed coyote showing off her ample cleavage to care.

The salty trio sat back and watched as the drug took effect, Christian’s usual charming demeanour quickly crumbled as he became almost incoherent and sloppy, spilling some of his drink on the white feline, which in turn had her storm off for having her dress ruined. The punk looking skunk was next to abandon ship, clearly, she was not impressed by someone that couldn’t handle their booze. Even the coyote’s determination to try land a rich boyfriend eventually had to give up and leave the slurring wolf alone, there was not enough money in the world for her to put up with such juvenile behaviour.

It took a while before Christian’s drug addled brain realized he was now alone, or that Mother Nature was starting to call. It was still relatively early for him, so he didn’t want to call it a night yet. His chances of getting laid here had dried up, so he would have to find another place to try find some midnight fun. After a brief stop in the gents to relieve himself, Christian stumbled down the ramp from The Goose. The drunk wolf didn’t notice he was being followed along the boardwalk, despite the trio being so close behind him.

“Hey friend, struck out with the ladies, huh?” Ellery called out as he strode up beside the stumbling wolf, wearing his most charming smile.

“Yeah, bitches don’t know what they’re missing out on” the young wolf replied with slurred words mixed with an annoyed growl.

“You’re in luck, we’re on our way to a good time” Daley said as he stepped up on the other side of Christian. “If you’re looking for some fun, we can guarantee some” the large dark emerald green crocodile offered with a toothy grin.

“Sure, lead the way!” Christian eagerly accepted, it was getting late, and his balls were getting heavier by the second. If these guys knew somewhere good for that problem to be resolved, so be it, at this point he would be happy with a goddamn gloryhole.

“Good pup, right this way” Daley crooned as he led the way further down the boardwalk, to where the public shops ended and the business warehouses began. It was late at night, so the area was deserted, perfect for what they had in mind. By the time they entered a rather empty warehouse which looked like it was used to repair or at least maintain boats, the drug was in full effect and Christian was barely functional.

The young white wolf didn’t even offer more than a confused look when his clothing was being removed by the three strangers, he simply watched each article being dumped into a pile on the floor with a frown. Christian didn’t even have the common sense to try cover himself once he was stripped completely naked before the three complete strangers, he just stood with a blank look as he stared at them in confusion. His mind felt like every thought was crawling through thick molasses…uphill, in a snow storm, both ways.

“Holy shit, the kids actually got a decent sized dick” Ellery commented as he removed Christian’s trousers and underwear. He didn’t know why, but he more than expected the young rich wolf to have a tiny pecker, as if flashing all that cash was just his way of overcompensating for a micropenis.

“Damn, you ain’t kidding” Heath agreed as he reached out to give the white wolf’s surprisingly hefty sheath a grope. “Decent sized nuts on the kid too” he noted as he next gave those a rough squeeze, which earned him a pained groan from the young man.

“I don’t care about his dick, let’s get a look at that rich tail” Daley snorted and reached out to turn Christian around and bend the young wolf over onto a nearby workbench. Once he was lying face down on the dirty table, the large croc roughly gripped and lifted his fluffy tail high, while his other hand groped at the wolf’s pert bubble butt and pried his cheeks apart to expose a tight little pink hole. “Damn, now ain’t that a sight. That’s an asshole worthy of a prime bitch ready to be bred” the large croc rumbled eagerly.

“I’m going to enjoy breaking that in” Heath snorted in agreement as he groped at his own crotch, while staring at the exposed little pink wolf hole.

“Fuckin’ tight as hell too, looks like we snagged us an honest to God virgin here, boys” Daley said with a toothy grin as he pressed his thumb to the centre of the barely conscious males tail hole and found more than adequate resistance stopping him from pushing in too far, at least without adequate lube.

“My turn first this time, boys” Heath grinned at his friends, who nodded in agreement and stood aside to let the large tiger go first. “Here, I wanna fuck him like a real bitch too” the striped feline commented as he hefted Christian up onto the table and rolled him onto his back. Already, his once pristine white fur was quickly becoming marked by the dust and grease as he was moved around unclothed. “Hold his legs while I get him prepped” Heath asked his companions, who both knew the routine, as each one gripped one of the wolfs legs to hold them high and spread wide apart, leaving his backside exposed and vulnerable.

The tiger withdrew a strange looking tube of silver looking grease from his pocket; it was a special concoction his cousin back in Russia had come up with, which destroyed any DNA evidence left behind, while also acting as a surprisingly good lube. It had helped them get away with plenty of encounters in the past, just as it would tonight. Christian winced as two thick feline fingers jammed themselves under his balls and into his virgin behind without warning as Heath applied the slick silver substance. He’d not used a lot, but even still, the soft wet Schlick noises soon began to fill the otherwise quite warehouse as the wolf’s virgin rear was finger blasted in preparation for what was to come.

Once he was satisfied that there was just barely enough lube to proceed, Heath took hold of Christian’s legs and held them against his chest. His thick pink cock was already out and exposed through the zipper in his trousers, his blunt cocktip poised right against the young wolf’s little winking pink opening, now smeared in greasy silver. With one firm shove of his hips, the Siberian tiger sheathed his thick cock fully into the young rich white wolf, making him cry out in shock and pain. Christian wouldn’t be afforded a chance to adjust either as the tiger immediately began to roll his hips as he stroked himself in and out of the nice, tight wolf ass beneath him. His grip about Christian’s thighs was like iron, making it impossible for the young man to squirm away and escape his violation.

“Mmno, I’m not gay! Stop!” Christian groaned pitifully and tried to say, while he struggled against Heath’s grip about his thighs. His fluffy tail was going wild down below as it batted and lashed about with every thrust of the tiger’s hips against his behind. It was bad enough Christian was being fucked against his will, but it was even worse that his first time was with a tiger who was sporting a cock about the thickness of a soda can. His unfortunate asshole was forced wide around the girthy member as he was fucked like a common whore against his will.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t like it, kid” Heath mocked as he stirred his thick pink length about inside Christian, his hips pressed flush to the wolf’s buttocks while he held his soft white furred thighs up against his toned chest. “Just look how hard that big ol’ dick of yours is” the tiger continued with a smirk. “Besides, if you weren’t enjoying my dick up your ass, why else would you be clenching down on it like a greedy little whore?” the tiger asked curiously.

Christian blushed, he hadn’t noticed it before, but now that the tiger mentioned it, he could feel his own stiffness bounce and tap against his abs with every thrust the tiger made beneath his heavy balls and into his no longer virgin behind. A few moments more and he even felt his cock begin to drool long messy strands of precum against his belly. Still, he continued to whimper and beg for the tiger to stop, but even he could hear how hollow his pleas sounded. Was he really enjoying this, being forced to submit to another man? His hands weren’t even bound, yet he wasn’t trying to push the tiger off himself, so maybe he did actually want this after all.

“Hold on kid, gonna fuck the cum right outta ya!” The tiger snarled, just as he began to jackhammer his hips against Christian’s behind. The rapid slapping of flesh against flesh filled the warehouse, aside from the laughter of the two observers beside them.

“Mno, stahp!” Christian begged pitifully, unable to keep the panting groan out of his voice this time. Heath had lifted his thighs a little for a better angle, which let the wolf watch his own thick and heavy length as it bounced and flopped around with every thrust of the tiger’s thick cock up his privileged ass. He had thought the tiger was just bluffing, that it was just something people say, but with the new angle and the size of the cock opening him up, there was an undeniable feeling starting to grow just behind his bouncing soft white furred balls. Christian began to panic as he felt a strange pressure beginning to build, starting just behind his balls, but quickly moving up into his shaft and all the way to the tip of his cock, but then it happened.

Without warning, his cock began to throb and pulse harder than it ever had before, just before it exploded with a shower of his own mess across his chest and face. He heard the horse and crocodile cheering beside him as the tiger did indeed fuck the cum right out of his balls, even without his dick being touched, a sizeable amount of his seed fired off across his toned chest and all the way up to his face. Christian wrinkled his nose at the scent of his own cum now marking his muzzle and cheeks, finding the scent to be rather unwelcome.

“Ready to receive your second load for the night, pup?” Heath panted and growled as he felt his own climax building. Christian whimpered when he felt the felines claws begin to dig into the soft flesh of his inner thighs, even in his drugged state he knew it was pointless to try denying the tiger. With a meek nod, he mumbled a soft “Yes”, just before the tiger rolled his head back and let out a loud feral roar. A moment later, Christian felt the hot splash of the larger males seed deep inside his guts, soon followed by another and another, until he started to feel uncomfortably full.

“Who’s next?” Heath asked with a pant, as he withdrew himself from the wolf’s backside and wiped his cock off by using Christian’s fluffy white tail as a cumrag.

“My turn” Ellery snorted with a lecherous grin, while he slowly stood up to his full height and glared down at the cowering white wolf. Sometime during the first fucking, both the horse and crocodile had shed their clothing, which afforded Christian a good look at what he was in store for. He had thought the tiger was packing before, but the large handsome horse easily dwarfed his friend.

This time Christian was pulled up off the messy workbench before being guided down onto all fours before the large stallion, letting him feel the heat and weight of the thick cock he was about to be subjected to, when Ellery slapped it down against his bare behind. The young white wolf hung his head and whimpered, his ears laid flat against his head as he feared what was to come. Though there was also something else he was worried about, there was a small part of him that strangely felt excited too. Being fucked by the tiger hadn’t been all bad, at least not as bad as he had expected. Sure, his asshole ached from being broken in so thoroughly his first time, but…for some reason he wanted more.

As he knelt on all fours, the tiger made another appearance when he knelt down before the smaller wolf. Christian peered up at him curiously, seeing the knowing grin on the tiger’s face, he had a good idea of what the striped feline wanted. His eyes lowered down to the still somewhat stiff cock before him, finally getting a good look at the monster which had claimed his last virginity. He couldn’t believe he had taken something that big on his first try, or that as much as he hated to admit it, that he had enjoyed it. Christian had never sucked dick before, but then again, he had never taken it up the ass either. Reluctantly, the wolf parted his jaws and let the feline press his flesh into his willing maw. Again, his nose wrinkled at the taste of it, or at least the taste he expected to find assaulting his tongue. But it didn’t taste of anything, perhaps a faint hint of a metallic tingle on his tongue, but nothing worse. Soon the tiger was guiding his maw back and forth along the thick pink cock by his grip on Christian’s ears while purring out “Kid’s a natural cocksucker, maybe he is good for something after all!” which earned a laugh from the other two strangers.

“Nice set of hangers you have there, boy” Ellery commented as he reached down and gave Christians heavy balls a rough squeeze, which made the young white wolf yelp and jump in response. “Almost as big as mine…even after you painted your own face” the horse said in a mocking tone.

“Dammit El, you damn near made him bite my dick off!” Heath snarled as he glared at his friend. “I didn’t say you could stop sucking me, bitch” the tiger snarled down at Christian as he forced the wolf’s maw back down onto his thick pink dick when he stopped sucking briefly.

“Well, if he thought that was bad, wait until he feels…this” Ellery grinned at his tiger friend, as he lined himself up with the wolf’s rear. His blunt black fleshed cocktip dwarfed the tiny opening as it pressed up against Christian’s cum slicked tail hole. He didn’t give Christian any time to adjust or prepare before he sunk two thirds of his thick ebony cock between the rich kid’s firm white buttocks. “Damn, feel that asshole try and squeeze my dick off…you like that, don’t you, boy?” the horse laughed and continued to push the remainder of his thick obsidian dick right up Christian’s aching asshole.

Whatever sounds he tried to make were muffled by the tigers equally as impressive cock filling his maw. Christian’s claws dug into the damp wooden floorboards beneath him, leaving gouges behind as he growled in response to the horse sheathing himself so roughly under his tail. He swore he could feel the stallion’s fat cock even spreading his cheeks a little it was so damned girthy. But still, as much as his little pink hole was complaining about being so filled and stretched unceremoniously, the wolf couldn’t ignore just how hard his own cock was hanging heavily between his thighs. Even though he had been forced to climax mere moments ago, already his dick was drooling even more gossamer strands of precum to the floor below.

It felt like the horse was trying and probably succeeding in straightening his colon with the ridiculous cock he had buried under the wolfs fluffy tail. At times it even felt like he was about to rip in two, but still, Christian couldn’t stop his whimpering around the tiger’s dick he was now rather eagerly sucking on. Every motion the horse made had the thick bumpy cumvein along the underside of his girthy spear saw right across the wolf’s pleasure button deep inside, making Christian damn near see stars with every thurst.

“What’s the matter, pup…going to cum again?” the horse leaned down to snort into his ear, along with a firm clap of his hips against the wolfs pert behind. Christian wanted to shake his head no, but he knew it was useless. Again, even without having his cock touched, he could feel another climax starting to build. The horse knew it too and he seemed to take some sort of sick pleasure in getting the wolf right to the edge, then just backing off completely, keeping Christian riding that knifes edge for a painfully long time. “Come on then, work that ass, make yourself cum on my dick” Ellery taunted as he simply stopped moving eventually.

He was so close to cumming it almost hurt, Christian’s pride and logical mind were both screaming at him not to, but the burning need just behind his balls was screaming even louder. The white wolf began to almost bounce back onto the horse behind him, impaling himself again and again onto the thick ebony cock under his tail. He could feel his internal joy buzzer being ground against and soon he got the release he so desperately craved. Again his cock began to bounce and jump as it fired off another load of his privileged seed, this time it spattered uselessly onto the dirty floor beneath him this time.

“Look at that, the little cockslut made himself cum” Ellery teased as he glared down at the panting white wolf, still mid-spit roast between himself and the tiger. “Now it’s our turn, bitch” the horse almost growled as he roughly gripped and forced Christian’s fluffy white tail painfully high. He wanted to get a clear view of the wolf taking his cock like the bitch he was, while his powerful hips forced every thick inch deep in him, over and over again. This punk’s father had fucked their hometown, now he was fucking old man Delacroix’s pride and joy as revenge.

Christian couldn’t do anything but try time his breathing as he was bounced forward onto the tiger’s cock every time the horse rammed his hips against his behind with a firm clap of flesh on flesh. He swore he could feel his stomach bulge with how much dick the horse was forcing into him, but he couldn’t risk lifting a hand to his own belly to confirm, lest he lose balance and fall over. There was no telling what these three might do to him if he did, but he didn’t want to risk finding out. So, the young wolf took every thrust and stroke from the two larger males in his stride.

The stallion was the first to finish, his muzzle raising with a loud whinny as he bred the wolf’s behind as if he were a mare. His thick ebony shaft swelled a little more as it throbbed hard with every jet of scalding hot seed painting Christian’s guts white. The young white wolf barely had time to register the feeling before a new sensation hit his tongue, the tiger was cumming again as well. He couldn’t help but blush, his ears lowering as he was flooded from both ends with hot sticky seed. Even without being told to do so, Christian swallowed the tigers cum without complaint. A curious sort of delight filled him as he felt every swallow send a bit of warmth down his throat and into his belly.

“Good bitch” Ellery snorted after a few moments when he withdrew his still cumming dick from between the wolf’s cheeks. The horse slapped his cock down between Christian’s buttocks and used them to almost stroke the last few shots of his seed from his member, painting the wolf’s back and rear with his mess. After a moment, the horse pulled back enough to let his cock slip off of Christian’s behind, just so he could hold the wolfs fluffy tail up out the way and admire the messy, gaped asshole left behind from his revenge fuck. He loved watching as a well fucked asshole tried to wink and clench shut, trying to return back to its natural state after he’d broken them open.

“My turn now” Daley growled out, once his two shipmates withdrew themselves from the young wolf. Christian turned his weary head over to where the crocodile was sitting, his gaze immediately focused on what the large reptile was doing and sporting. The grin said it all, but just so there was no mistake about what was about to happen, Daley spoke slowly and clearly. “Normally I prefer women, you see…a nice tight hole for each. But seeing as you only got one fuckhole for me to enjoy, you’re gonna take both” the croc confirmed as he stroked his twin cocks. It wasn’t even the fact he had two of them that worried Christian, it was that each one rivalled the tiger’s own, so both of them together would be even more of a challenge than the goddamn horse.

Christian’s mind reeled at the thought of taking both the crocodiles dicks at once, the horse alone had really pushed him to his limits. Could he really manage what the large reptile was suggesting? Goddamit, why was he even arguing with himself about this in the first place? He shouldn’t have taken the first two cocks, let alone the next two! But…he wanted more, again.

“C’mere and sit in my lap, pretty puppy” Daley offered in honied tones while he pat his lap invitingly. It was as if he were entranced or hypnotized, Christian thought, as he found himself crawling on all fours over to where the crocodile sat on a heavy metal locker. It didn’t take long before the smaller white wolf found himself up in the croc’s lap, his slender back against the firm scaled chest behind him and two thick cocks aimed skyward, right at his well fucked asshole. “Sit…” the croc growled into his ear, which he did without question, right down onto the twin spires. Christian winced as he felt himself stretched anew, by two thick ridged members.

Christian closed his eyes and lifted his muzzle skyward, letting out a soft groan each time he sunk down and another ridge popped up inside his stretched hole. He thought the ridges would hurt, but they were more like soft rubber more than hard scales, so they just added a curiously enjoyable texture to things. Again, he felt that familiar sensation of feeling like he was being stretched so paper thin that he might rip apart at any moment, but then he felt the crocs firm thighs beneath his behind and he knew he’d taken every inch. Strangely, he felt an odd sense of pride and accomplishment for the first time in his life, perhaps he even felt…happy for the first time too?

When the white wolf opened his brilliant blue eyes, he was met by the grinning faces of the tiger and horse, both of whom had their phones out and recording the action. They had caught everything, from his sultry crawling along the floor, to his climbing up into the crocodile’s lap and willingly sinking down onto the twin cocks. Christian froze in place as he realized what was happening, they now had video evidence of him performing acts he knew his father would disown him for. If the old man ever found out about this, he could say goodbye to his trust fund and lavish lifestyle.

“Got you, bitch” the croc growled softly into his ear, but not loud enough for the cameras to pick up. “You’re going to be our bitch from now on, understand?” Daley hissed into Christian’s ear while he gripped and lifted the wolf’s legs up and out, making sure the cameras got a nice clear view of his tight little wolf behind being bounced up and down on his twin cocks. All the while, his own impressive red dick bounced and flopped around uselessly before him, once more spitting strands of his glistening precum across the floor. To the cameras, there would be no doubt that the wolf was loving every moment of this, though in truth perhaps he was.

The crocodile put on quite a show for the cameras as he used Christian like a living Fleshlight, the slender white wolf was bounced in his lap like he weighed nothing. Again, the young canine’s cock began to twitch and pulse moments before another climax was forced from his bouncing heavy orbs without being touched. The cameras caught every shot of his pearlescent seed arching through the air before him while the crocodile fucked the cum right out of their privileged little plaything.

Christian didn’t say anything to the camera, he couldn’t. All he could do was accept his fate, he was now nothing but a plaything for these three men. His last hopes of salvation where dashed when the croc started hammering up into his behind, which only made the young wolf almost howl, not in pain, but unbridled pleasure. Before the croc unloaded both barrels up his tailpipe, Christian fired off yet another impressive display of his own seed. One of the cameras panned down across the floor, showing he’d reached a good few feet with that last climax before returning back to catch the action. The crocodile lifted and closed the wolfs thighs together as he almost folded Christian in half, just so the cameras could catch the moment both his impressive lengths popped free of the tight rich little asshole, along with the flood of cum spilling out of his well fucked hole. There would be no doubting what had just happened now, Christian stared hopelessly at the cameras as they focused on his gaped hole as it tried in vain to clench shut again to contain the mess, but failed miserably.

In the weeks after their first encounter, Christian had been turned from a spoiled playboy into an obedient fuckdoll for the trio. They had even started having him dress in women’s clothing and on one occasion, a French Maid’s outfit. They didn’t even need to drug him anymore either, the wolf was now nothing more than a willing pet to the three, at least when they were on shore leave. When they were away, the rabbit barman in The Sluice Goose rented him out to eager customers.

Perhaps the trio’s most devious plan, however, was finding a suitable candidate to get knocked up by Christian, just so old man Delacroix would have an heir to their fortune. It worked too, the bitch who let herself get knocked up by Christian loved watching the white wolf get fucked like a whore. She had been one of his one-night stands a couple months back; after Christian had fucked her, he ghosted her. So, she was only too happy to get her revenge on him, especially if it meant she got to live a lavish lifestyle as a result.

This was his life now, Christian was a whore for hire, at least when his three friends weren’t around. He took dick like a pro, and he could suck the chrome off a tow-hitch too. On the rare occasion he even got to use his own cock, at least when the barman was feeling generous and let a woman rent out the wolf sometimes. Not that he minded though, Christian felt happiest when he had a dick in him and he was being used like a toy.