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"Assets" by ralanr

*****

"Out of my way!" yelled Daniel to the peasant in front of him. The startled fox backed away quickly from the otter as he walked past her, followed by his bodyguards: one, a wolf; the other, a bull.

Daniel had a scowl on his face as he walked through the bazaar. He wasn't exactly a jolly person to begin with. This morning, he had a specific reason to be angry.

He was the younger of twins. His family was in charge of the city--influential and wealthy. Since he was the male heir, he expected to become the ruler once his parents passed.

But no one took him seriously in his own house. Mostly, that was because he really looked like his sister. Even his mother teased him about his looks. She sometimes joked that all he needed was some makeup and two oranges and he'd be set.

If Daniel had had a deeper chest, then he would have been the spitting image of Heather. He had a slight, effeminate frame that looked so similar to his twin's that the servants often mistook him for her when they saw him from behind. He would have them flogged for insolence if he found out about it. But that didn't stop the rumor from spreading: the rumor that the count had two daughters and no son.

Besides his build, he was as short as his sister. His height made his male appearance still less believable. If it wasn't for his bodyguards, he knew that people would turn their heads when he tried to intimidate them, to hide their laughter.

Except for his girlish body, he was a normal otter. His fur was brown, except for the fur of his belly, which was white. He always wore a cloak. His clothes were surprisingly plain for a noble's, mostly because if he wore anything fancy he felt even more feminine.

Then there was his sister.

She (like most sisters) loved to push her brother's buttons. Heather always teased him when they were younger. She would take him to her room and dress him like a doll whenever she was able. Daniel was too young then to understand how much was mocking and how much was childish fun, but over time the experience grew more bitter in his memory. Heather enjoyed bringing up those moments in social events. His parents never put a stop to it because she was so quiet about it.

This morning, Heather had gone too far.

When Daniel awoke, he smelled the faintest scent of roses. Looking at the mirror, he saw that he had makeup all over his face. His wardrobe, he soon found, had been replaced with females' clothes: from fine dresses and undergarments to outfits one could see a whore parading around in. To top it off, Heather had left a note on his dresser. In it, she stated that he was much better at the women's role in court than she would ever be. She urged him to take the role he was born to play.

It was widely known that Heather was the smarter of the twins. But being told that one's only talent in court is seduction is an insult. If Daniel had had no restraint, he would have run, found his sister, and taught her a lesson--yet that would provide an example that she was right. Subtlety, not violence, was the way of the noble. And Daniel was a noble, not some filthy commoner.

He was in the bazaar to find some sort of item that he could use to get vengeance on his sister. He had heard of a shop that sold items whose effects were ten times as powerful as female heat. Daniel planned to buy one of these items. He would spike his sister's drink with it at the next gathering. One sip and she would be debasing herself like a whore the whole night. That would ruin her.

Daniel knew little of the bazaar and its shops, however. Well, his bodyguards were here to help.

Daniel walked over to the nearest stall. Behind the counter was an old dog. His eyes seemed to want to close. The dog wasn't aware of Daniel's presence, which caused Daniel to tap on the counter.

"Merchant, I require directions," he said in an arrogant tone.

The dog looked toward the otter. "What sort of directions do you wish, miss?"

Daniel scowled in the old fur's direction. He raised his hand, calling his bull bodyguard forward. The bull came up to the merchant's counter, picked up a glass bottle of blue liquid, and threw it to the ground.

"What are you doing!" demanded the old man as quietly as he could. He didn't want a scene near his stall.

Daniel smiled. "First off, I am not a girl. Secondly--" he waved his other hand to the wolf. The wolf grabbed a bottle and smashed it on the ground. "--I want to know where I can find a shop that sells a certain elixir. I'm sure you know of it, old man. It must help you please your hag wife at night."

The dog stood back for a moment. Daniel snapped his fingers and the bull broke another glass. The dog raised his hands. "All right! I'll tell you!" he pointed down the street. "A few blocks from here is an alley with a star on it. Deep in that alley, you will find the shop you are looking for. Now please leave me alone!" he begged at the end.

Satisfied with the information, Daniel began to walk down the street with his bodyguards following, not saying another word to the merchant.

The merchant waited till the noble was out of sight, then he sighed as he looked at his inventory. The potions he had lost would take him weeks to remake.

Strangely enough, he smiled. The dog walked out of his stall and into the alley that was next to it. A black-hooded figure awaited him. "I trust you will pay for the damages."

The figure replied by tossing him a small, heavy brown sack. "That should cover everything. And there is a little extra for doing us this favor."

The old dog grinned as he opened the sack. It was filled to bursting with gold coins. "I thank you. To be honest, it is enjoyable knowing what you have planned for that littl--"

The dog felt a powerful, sharp strike. He looked up to see the figure before him, bloody knife in hand. The dog fell to the ground, blood leaking from his chest. He caught a glimpse of the figure's identity when he looked up.

"N-no! Not..." His fire snuffed out.

The figure picked up the sack of coins from the old dog's dead hand. "No loose ends."

*****

"That old hound better not have lied to me," Daniel muttered to himself as he arrived at the alley with the star, "though if he did, I have my guards to take care of him." He smirked.

The alley was shrouded in shade and filled with trash barrels and wooden crates, most of them open. After walking in the alley for a few minutes, Daniel started to believe that the old hound had lied. No matter how lurid the items, there was no advantage to selling them in an alley such as this.

"It looks like I will have to pay that dog a second visit. Looks like you both get to--"

He heard a thud behind him. Daniel turned around to see his bodyguards dead on the ground, each with an arrow in his neck.

Before Daniel could react, he felt an arm wrap around his neck and a cloth forced over his mouth. Before he could scream, the world became black around him.

*****

Daniel slowly woke to the sound of wind in the trees. When he opened his eyes, he saw a small camp with a fire pit and a rolled-out blanket. He tried to get up, but realized that his knees were bound and separated, exposing his thankfully still-clothed crotch. His arms were bound above him by chains.

Daniel struggled against his restraints with ferocity close to a wild animal's. No use--even someone twice as strong as he was couldn't have broken his bonds. "Help!" he shouted into his surroundings. "Is anybody out there?"

"Well, I wasn't that far off," said a feminine voice to his right.

Daniel looked over to see a female hyena with short black hair, holding a bucket off water. She had a bow and a quiver of arrows on her back. "Please help me escape!"

The hyena set down the bucket of water. On further inspection, Daniel could see she wore a pair of daggers on her hips and studded leather armor without boots. "Why would I have gone to the trouble of tracking your movements for weeks, killing your guards, and bringing you here if I wanted to release you?" she asked, her back to him.

Daniel scowled. "You won't get away with killing my bodyguards."

"I'm pretty confident I will. Left a good ransom note as well."

"If all you want is money, then let me go and you will get much more than you asked for."

The hyena turned to Daniel with an eyebrow raised. "Are you stupid or do you not understand how a ransom works?"

Daniel growled, "Now see here! If you do not release me, I--"

The hyena walked over to Daniel and pressed her foot hard on the short otter's crotch. "Do what? Bitch and moan some more? I can fix that with a gag." She drew one of her daggers in a flash and waved it in front of his mouth. "Or I can just cut out your tongue. I just promised you would be alive. I'm sure no one would mind a noble without a tongue."

While Daniel was scared by the hyena's threat, that wasn't what was on his mind. What worried him was that the force she was putting on his crotch was giving a reaction he hadn't expected. It was a reaction that the hyena soon noticed.

The hyena looked down at his crotch with a grin. "Well what do we have here?" She pumped her foot up and down a single time. "Either you have a rod in your pocket or the little noble is getting aroused. Is this what turns you on? Being under the foot of someone from a lower class?" she asked with a seductive yet malevolent expression.

Daniel tried to look away and think of something else. The hyena grabbed his face with one hand and made him look at her. "Well?"

Daniel was speechless. His heart was beating faster and faster and his little friend only grew harder. The hyena laughed, "Looks like the little noble likes being on the ground!" she kneeled down and started to unbutton his pants. "Let's see what this 'noble shaft' looks like, shall we?"

Daniel tried to struggle against the hyena, but he didn't have much slack. Once the hyena exposed his pecker she placed her hand over her mouth and giggled. "Oh my! That's what you have for a cock? It's so cute! I guess it is well-suited to the rest of your body."

The noble's cock was only four inches long and an inch wide. It was the thing he was most ashamed of. He already looked like a girl to everyone. With a cock like his, no one would want to marry him, even if he had the most influential kingdom around.

The hyena gripped his dick tightly which made him squeak a little. "I bet you've had a bunch of fun with this guy," she said sarcastically. She stood back up and placed her foot back on his dick, harder than before. She began to rub the tip of his dick with her toes and to pump a little bit. Daniel tried to hold back his response, but the blush on his face was as red as a rose.

The hyena was leering at Daniel, so much that Daniel could see that she was aroused by this too. Right when Daniel was at the breaking point, she stopped. Before Daniel could complain, she ran into the woods, her hands over her crotch.

For the next few minutes, the grove of trees was filled with the hyena's moans and pants. Finally, a great scream of bliss...then silence.

Then the hyena walked back into the camp.

Daniel looked at the hyena with confusion. The hyena glared down at him. "What? Did you think I would put on a show for you? You're my prisoner and for the time being, my entertainment, not the other way around."

*****

Daniel was tied to a tree in the middle of a grove. He had a piece of cloth wrapped around his mouth. His clothes were gone; the hyena took them because they were semi-valuable and could be sold later. Daniel had never been more humiliated. Not even Heather had gone this far. Strangely, he didn't feel angry. He was embarrassed beyond belief, but that night all he could think about was being under the hyena's heel. There was a presence about her that just made him...he didn't even know.

As he considered, his rescue party arrived. Leading the pack of four was his fathers most trusted guard, Sir Garrow, a bear of loyal qualities. While Daniel knew two of the others, the third one was hidden to him. That individual wore a black cloak and hood that hid his face. He walked next to Garrow as if he was of equal rank.

"It is good to see you well, my lord," said Garrow as he approached Daniel.

For some reason, Daniel didn't feel safe at all. Had Lord Garrow always towered over him this way?

Garrow placed his hand on his sword. "Unfortunately, I have terrible news to report to you. Your father has fallen gravely ill. Your mother is by his bedside, too stricken to help run the town."

Father is sick? Why are you telling me this now? Why aren't you freeing me?

"Because of this predicament, Lady Heather has taken control of the city. As you were to have died earlier today--"

--I was supposed to have died? Oh no...please don't tell me--

"--To our surprise, your assailants were found dead in an alley with a ransom note on one of their chests. While your mother has instructed us to save you, we follow the commands of the countess. And she decrees that we do not give in to threats." Garrow drew his sword.

Wait--oh please, no! Please, no!

"We will tell your mother that your kidnappers killed you as soon as we traded the gold, but we brought justice upon them swiftly." He raised his sword above his head in front of Daniel. "Lady Heather sends her regards."

An arrow stabbed into Sir Garrow's armpit. He screamed. As he turned, another struck into his head. The two guards in the back fell before they could draw their swords.

The black hooded figure moved quickly to the trees where the arrows were fired. The hyena jumped from the trees onto the hooded figure and buried both her daggers in its neck.

Daniel stared in shock. The hyena began to nonchalantly despoil the corpses. After she searched the body of Sir Garrow, she kicked the corpse. "Damn it. None of them brought the ransom! All that planning wasted because of a damn coup!" She took off the black hood of the stranger to reveal a lion. "With Pridonia falling apart, the lions are trying to get as much as possible."

She looked at Daniel. Anger flashed across her face, but then she shrugged. She removed the cloth from his mouth and untied him. "Well, I guess you're free to go. You're useless to me now."

Daniel fell to his knees as soon as he was untied. He looked up at the hyena. "Why?"

The hyena raised an eyebrow. "You really have no idea how politics works do you?"

"Not that. I mean, why did you kill them before they killed me?"

The hyena muttered, "It was kinda on impulse." She turned and walked toward the forest. "I suggest you go somewhere other than the city. Your sister is probably not gonna let you live long."

Daniel was silent for a few moments. Then he shouted, "Wait!"

The hyena turned around. "What do you want? I let you go. And no, I'm not giving you back your clothes. I need to make something from this endeavor."

"I don't know where to go," he said as he began to stand, his legs shaking. "I-I could--"

"--What? Pay me to be your bodyguard? What are you hoping to pay me with? Right now you're as poor as any commoner."

"I could be of service to you!"

The hyena approached Daniel; she towered a foot and a half above him. "What sort of assets do you have? Can you cook?"

Daniel shook his head.

"Can you clean?"

He shook his head.

The hyena gripped his cock. "Well, this is definitely not an option."

Her hands slowly moved to his butt cheeks. "These, on the other hand...." She gave them a playful slap, making Daniel gasp. "These seem like something I can enjoy." She grabbed his chin and opened his mouth. "This hole seems like it could have its uses too." The hyena let go. "The only things you might sell are your ass and mouth. Hah! If you want me to protect you, then you better prove to me that you are worth it. Understand?"

Daniel gulped as he nodded. The hyena said, "Good. Now move your ass and follow me."

*****

As soon as they reached her camp, the hyena pushed Daniel against the tree he'd been bound to before. The hyena was busy removing her clothes, not caring if Daniel had any opinions. (He did, of course; he could only think of praise for her body.)

The hyena had a luscious form: beautiful love handles and breasts that did not sag despite their size. Her ass was solid muscle, as were her arms and legs. Then Daniel noticed the scars. The marks of sword and arrow wounds were sprinkled across certain parts of her body. The easiest to notice were the cruel-looking wounds on her back.

The hyena grabbed Daniel's shoulders, making him kneel on the ground. "If I decide to let you tag along behind me, then whenever I want to use you, I want you on your knees unless told otherwise," she said in a chilly tone. Daniel simply nodded, his mouth slack at the sight of her pussy. The hyena grabbed the back of his head and pushed him closer. "Yes, that is a pussy. What do you think I want you do do with my pussy?"

"F-fuck it?"

She pushed him further. "I'm not the prostitute you paid at a brothel. I'm not the one following orders, you are. Have those whores ever asked you for foreplay?"

"I....I've actually never gone to a brothel."

The hyena's grip loosened for a moment. "What?"

"I'm still a virgin. I didn't want the size of my dick to be spread arou--"

The hyena started laughing loudly. "--Here I thought you used that little thing! Then again, I doubt it could be useful anyway."

She tightened her grip on the otter again. "Enough talk. I want you to lick my pussy. If you don't get me aroused, then you face this unfair world alone." She shoved his face into her snatch. "Lick!"

Daniel began to lap up and down. The salty taste wasn't altogether to his liking, but he continued as well as he could. Feeling his erection rising, he went to paw himself off.

He felt the hyena's foot pressing on his dick before he reached it. He looked up at the hyena. She looked down with a frown. "My! Pleasure! Mine, not yours, bitch. This is how you're paying. So far, I'm not really happy. Try something!"

Daniel tried to lick faster and harder. He felt so humiliated--but at the same time, more aroused than he had ever been. He took the clit in his mouth and began to suck it. Then he hummed with his lips.

He heard the hyena moan. "Oh....You do have some tricks."

Suddenly the hyena began to moan louder and the clit in Daniel's mouth grew bigger! Soon Daniel had to take his mouth off it.

What Daniel saw shocked him. Hanging from where the hyena's clit had been was a ten inch long, two inch wide dick in full erection. "Wh-what is this?"

The hyena slapped her dick lazily against his face, "It's a cock bitch. I'd say 'like the one you have between your legs,' but yours isn't fit to be compared to mine." She pushed his face to the base of her cock. "I didn't say to stop."

"But I--"

"--Beggars can't be choosers. You want my protection? Earn it. You can start by licking the shaft."

Daniel closed his eyes as he extended his tongue towards the shaft of the cock. Slowly he lathered the strangely-shaped organ all over with his tongue, trying to ignore the taste. The hyena was smiling. "Good bitch. Get it nice and wet." She slid it along his mouth. "Open wide and suck it," she said victoriously. She was enjoying taking this arrogant noble and turning him into her cock-sucker.

Daniel opened his mouth wide and felt the cock fill his mouth. When it was inside, he used his tongue as much as possible to massage it.

He felt the hyena's other hand on his head. "You better swallow it all," she said right before she rammed herself farther. Daniel gagged as the cock was forced deeper into his mouth. The hyena took it almost all the way out, then rammed it back in. Her tongue lolled from her mouth as she face-fucked Daniel, pleased by the moans and gagging noises he made. "Oh my, you have a sweet mouth! It's almost as good as fucking a pussy."

Daniel was not having as much fun. He was having trouble breathing as the cock forced itself into and out of his mouth.

Suddenly the grip on his head grew tight. "Here it comes!" the hyena shouted.

Daniel's eyes opened wide as the large, hot organ sprayed the hyena's cum into his mouth and down his throat. After the first spurt, another one shot, and another. Cum was slowly dripping out of his mouth. The hyena looked down at him. "Swallow it!" she ordered, clearly not in the mood to be disobeyed. Daniel began to gulp down all the salty, sticky semen in his mouth. The hyena removed her cock from his mouth with a popping sound. Strands of cum oozed from his mouth as he fell to all fours.

"That mouth of yours is a lovely hole," said the hyena with pride.

"So....you'll protect me?"

The hyena laughed. "After a face-fuck? Oh no! I mentioned two holes. Turn around and bend over, cock breath."

Daniel did as commanded; he needed to if he wanted to survive.

The hyena fondled his butt cheeks and gave them a squeeze. "Oh, these are just lovely." She gave them a slap, causing Daniel to yelp. "I am going to have fun with these. I'm gonna enjoy using you like a cock sleeve."

She positioned herself right behind him, her dick at the crown of his ass.

She paused. She said one thing. "Beg for it."

"What?"

"Beg for me to fuck your ass--to fuck it like you would want to fuck a whore's pussy. Beg for me to fuck you like a whore."

He could only make himself stammer a syllable or two.

The hyena grabbed his head and pushed him against the ground. "You're my bitch. You do as I say. Trust me, there are a lot worse things that can happen to you in this world: all around, slavery and death. If you don't want me guarding you, then I bet you could find a nice lion or bull to use you. I bet they would love your ass. Do you want a bull fucking you in the ass?"

"No."

"Then beg for it, bitch."

Daniel took deep breaths, trying to take in all that was happening to him, trying to find someway out of it.

"Well?" she shouted, "If you don't beg, I'm gonna leave you here! Hell, I may just tie you up for the next person you could service!"

"Please....fuck my..."

The hyena leaned in, "What was that?"

"Please fuck my ass...like a...."

"Like a what?"

"Like a whore!"

The hyena gloated, "Now the whole sentence! Scream it as loud as you can!"

"Please fuck my ass like a whore!" Daniel screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Well if you insist." She plunged her cock right inside his ass.

Daniel screamed in pain as her cock was forced into his virgin ass. He moaned and groaned with every push. The hyena grabbed his black hair and pulled his head back. "This is how the world is, bitch! The strong control the weak. The weak either get strong or submit. Prove to me you want my protection! Fuck my cock with your ass. Move your damn hips!"

Daniel moved his hips back and forth on the cock that was fucking him. His moans of pain soon bore a hint of pleasure growing into bliss. The hyena responded by fucking him harder and harder, slapping his ass as she went. "This is a good ass. I might just make you my butt-slut," she yelled.

The hyena grabbed Daniel's cock as she fucked him, pumping it in time with her thrusts. "Hold back until I cum," she ordered as she furiously pumped it. Daniel's tongue hung out as he panted. He was in the most humiliating predicament of his life, yet he was starting to love every minute.

The hyena began to grunt loudly. "It's coming. Get ready bitch!" she yelled. She screamed in ecstasy as she came in Daniel's ass. She came so much that it began to leak from his ass with her cock still inside. Daniel screamed as his cock climaxed all over his fur.

"I'll keep you around."

*****

"Can't I wear the clothes I came with?" complained Daniel. He was wearing a two piece cloth outfit, his hair put up in a little bun.

"No, I'm going to sell those." The hyena wrapped a collar around his neck. "From here on, I am your alpha and you are my beta. You will do what I say, wear what I say, and never talk back. Understand?"

Daniel nodded. His hands were on his crotch. The hyena looked down at his hands with a smile. "Just a reminder: you don't paw off on your own. It's my pleasure, not yours. And another point: we can't be calling you Daniel, now can we?"

"Why?"

"Because you are technically dead. As long as 'Daniel' lives, then there is a threat to the seat of power. Your sister won't let that go if she knows. Starting now, your name is Dawn, is that also understood?"

Dawn nodded.

"Good. Also I get wood in the morning. If you want to keep me happy, I suggest a blow job nice and early!"

"Yes, Mistress Ruth."