FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Written by: Gerik Shark

Part 1 of 2 for Timbowolf.

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When things seem to be going well for a fur, there's always a distinct confidence in their stride and a particular smile that lets everyone around them know things are going smoothly. That same look had been plastered on a certain wolf's face for the past few years, although a deep look in those canid eyes showed a definite emptiness beneath the facade he'd been holding onto so tightly.

This 25 year old wolf wasn't depressed and he wasn't sad usually, but he seemed to be going through the motions just for the sake of passing time. He enjoyed his job more then most did, and he had a girlfriend that he was pretty sure he loved. He'd never been too particularly good with females, but this one seemed attracted to him all the same. It could be because he had a rather nice physique, plush fur, and a smile that could soothe the deepest woes; or it could be he was a sincere and heartfelt lover. Either way, she wasn't quite close enough to see through the mask he wore, and it only made him uncomfortable around her at times.

Timbo didn't really know for sure why she wanted to move in with him a few weeks back, but he was still glad she would be waiting for him when he got home. His work day seemed even longer then usual for a Friday, and he glanced up at the clock just in time for the minute-hand to finally reach the '5' he'd been looking for. It's not that his job was particularly hard or strenuous, but he knew he could be more if he was given the opportunity. He'd been stuck in his position ever since the company started on a downhill slope, and now he was in a career that went neither down nor up.

The canine said his goodbyes to a few buddies around the office that he didn't really care to know outside of work and then logged off his computer. He quickly took the mandatory glance around the corner just to make sure the boss wasn't standing near the elevator so he could make his escape. Getting stuck at the office during the weekend was the last thing he wanted, and whoever walked to the elevator when a certain feline manager was near it was usually the one that got stuck with bitch-work.

The coast was clear, so a brisk walk to the elevator got him snugly fit inside with a few other furs just as the elevator doors began to shut. As he looked through the closing doors towards the turn to his office, the feline manager was standing at the wolf's door looking in. He'd made it out just in time to escape the weekend work-load, and a heavy sigh escaped him unconsciously. Everyone around him knew that sigh, and a few smirked to themselves behind the canine knowing they'd achieved the same goal.

The small elevator slowly lowered the canine to his freedom. The weekend was finally here, and the wolf's spirit began to rise while the elevator lowered. The others in the elevator were just as relieved, although some tapped their feet and fidgeted which shook the elevator just a bit on its path downwards. As the doors opened at the ground floor, it was practically a mad-dash for the exit by a good portion of the furs. The sooner they got home, the sooner they'd be on their couch drinking a beer and watching TV.

Timbo took his time though. He knew his girlfriend would be there after just getting home from work herself. He had no reason to stress himself and pretend he was in a hurry, and he looked up between the suburb's few towering buildings above him to glance over the relatively clear sky above. Even though it was winter and the sun was beginning to set even now, the temperature was a pleasant 50 degrees due to the areas somewhat warm climate. A pair of business-casual khakis and a long-sleeve shirt were all he needed to compliment the warmth of his fur, and the cool air worked wonders to his mood while flowing past his muzzle.

The wolf's home wasn't too far away from his work-place since he'd landed a fairly decent apartment within the suburban city that was within walking distance. After he got outside of the small complex of businesses, the skyline opened up to a view of the mountains surrounding the valley the town was nestled in. There was relatively little wind since the clouds from the morning had moved on, and now the walk home would be as pleasant as ever.

The side-walk was still slightly damp from the showers that had darkened the sky in the morning, but the somewhat humid air kept his fur from becoming too frizzly and unkempt. Timbo glanced towards a window he was walking by just to make sure everything was in check for when he got home, and he smiled at the sight of himself. He thought he was handsome for a six foot tall wolf, and the look in the reflection worked only to make his confident stride more noticeable.

Timbo's apartment complex was only a few blocks away by now, and the sun had gone down to leave a serene glow over the entire city. The twilight was enjoyable to walk home to, even if it was a bit darker then usual. The neighborhood was one of the safest in the nation though, so night and day made no difference to the wolf as he turned the final corner and began walking towards his apartment building like the hundreds of times he had before.

His hand was already in his front pocket to grab the apartment complex's key before he looked up to see two anthro dragons hanging out in the entryway to the building by the array of buzzers for each dwelling. The entryway itself was a small room with two glass doors leading in and out of the complex, and people hanging out in the entryway waiting to be buzzed in wasn't that uncommon for a Friday. Both were shirtless, but their scales showed they were well taken care of thanks to a fresh coat of wax that really made their color stand out. Knee-length cargo shorts kept the scalies decent and allowed their digit-grade legs to move freely while leaning against the wall on either side of the door leading into the apartment building.

One stood a few inches above the other with a dark red coloring that wrapped around the entire form besides the belly and chest. Those areas were a lighter shade and showed less metallic shine then the rest of the obviously tougher scales. The drake carried a Western style body with a snout that was somewhat blunt similar to that of a T-rex that showed off an impressive array of teeth lining the tough lips.

The shorter drake was a light blue all around but similar in shape to his friend, not seeming to have the two-tone appearance that most of his kind tend to have. The blue dragon's tail moved about casually while he talked with his friend, and Timbo hoped the two scalies would move on their own accord as he approached the door they were standing by. Neither of them even acknowledged he was there though, and he stood there waiting for them to move out of his way for a long moment.

The two dragons still kept talking with him in ear-shot.

"I'd have to disagree, Metis. Male's are much more fun to fuck since they squirm when you force a cock into them, willingly or not." The blue dragon said to his larger friend. The red dragon just laughed before replying in turn.

"That's true... and there's nothing like the look on a guy's face the first time you pop their cherry." Metis replied while gazing up towards the ceiling, obviously remembering a few times he'd done just that. Judging by the strong physique on this male, there's no doubt he could easily take the cherry of most furs he pleased without much effort.

Timbo's eyes went wide as he heard their conversation, and he glanced back over his shoulder towards the door while trying to think of another entrance to use. By the time he'd turned back around to see if the dragon's had moved, the red dragon named Metis was standing in front of him and looking down towards the wolf's muzzle.

"Well lookie here, Abraxas! Seems we've got a lost puppy looking for a home." He said with a toothy smirk, and the blue dragon glanced over from his leaning spot against the door.

"I dunno, Metis. He looks a bit too scruffy for my tastes. I bet he's got fleas or something." He replied, eyeing up the wolf casually while demeaning the canine right in front of him.

Timbo didn't know what to do, but he knew he wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. He lifted the key to the door the two were standing by and slid his way around the red dragon before the blue one turned to face the wolf squarely. Timbo's attempts to just ignore the two wasn't working out as planned, since he was now standing between the two with one in front and one behind.

"Now that I can get a better look at him, he seems clean enough to at least be an outdoor dog. I wouldn't trust him on the carpets though." The blue dragon replied. The strong arms then crossed over his scaled chest like a bouncer would when standing in front of a door that one couldn't pass. It was an obvious sign that the wolf wasn't going to be using that door anytime soon.

"Please, I just want to get home after a long day of work. Is that too much to ask?" Timbo said with a roll of his eyes, trying to act as casual as possible to hide his growing fear.

The red dragon had since turned to stand behind the wolf, and Timbo could feel the heated breath of the male occasionally brushing over the top of his head.

"Hey, it talks too. I don't remember asking it to speak though; seems this one doesn't know his place." Metis said to the dragon blocking the wolf's path, his tone darkening towards the end of the sentence.

Timbo's ears perked up as he heard those words, and his fur stood on end. He didn't think they'd notice thanks to the humid air keeping his fur mostly held down, but his confidence was sure fading quickly as he was blocked both from the front and behind by two much stronger males. He looked up to the blue dragon questioningly and opened his mouth to speak.

"What are you.. Hey! .." The wolf's sentence was suddenly cut short by a taloned paw grabbing the back of his head and tugging backwards. The fur strained in the paw holding his scruff, and his muzzle was forced to lean back just far enough to look up into the red dragon's eyes.

"I said, 'I don't remember asking it to speak though.'" Metis repeated, using his grip on the back of the wolf's neck to accentuate the rumbling tone he was using.

Timbo's eyes were wide with fear as he looked up directly into the red dragon's own slitted set, and his muzzle froze as he felt the dragon's breath wash down over his face from a throaty grunt of amusement.

"That's better, pup." Metis said after a few moments of silence, and a playful smirk spread the red dragon's lips afterwards.

"Let's see if he's worthy of a good home he so desperately needs..." Metis continued.

Timbo tried to squirm out from the red dragon's grasp, but his scruff was gripped too tightly between the sharp talons. The drake's other arm then wrapped around the wolf's belly to keep him held tightly down as the blue approached with an equally menacing smirk. The furred male couldn't see anything that was going on around him besides the occasional flicker of the light besides Metis' head, but the distinct feel of a collar wrapping around his neck was enough for him to know he was in trouble.

The wolf took in a deep breath to try and let out a yell for help, but the blue dragon suddenly yanked on the collar's strap to cinch the wolf's windpipe closed. Timbo's maw gaped open and moved as if he were yelling, but only squeaks and occasional grunts escaped as he tried to warn the building of his captors. The squirming and feeble attempts to call for help only lasted for a few seconds as the wolf's air supply began running low, and he finally gave up to just growl at the two taller males lowly.

"Seems he's a screamer. That'll only make this more enjoyable..." Abraxas said.

Suddenly the door to the area opened and a woman walked briskly by the three in the entryway. She was too busy on her cell-phone to notice anything unusual, but Timbo tried to squirm his best before he heard the door behind him shut and the softening noise of high-heels clomping against the sidewalk. He recognized the voice and knew it was his own girlfriend that had just walked by too busy to even notice him being abducted. His eyes soon sagged and his growl turned to a whimper as his lungs began running low on fresh air, the wolf now feeling emotionally defeated on top of physically.

Metis could see the wolf's eyes growing a bit more faded from lack of air, although he also noticed the emptiness inside that so few had ever seen in this fur. He just grinned inwardly and knew he'd found a good match for what he had planned for the smaller male.

"Only good pups are graced with the blessing of breathing... Will you be a good pup and speak only when spoken to?" Metis asked of Timbo, and a quick tug on the collar's clasp by the blue dragon made it clear what the consequences were for speaking out of turn.

The wolf could only nod his reply as he mouthed the word yes, the collar then immediately released enough for him to breath again. A sharp inhale was followed by silence as Timbo kept to his word. There was no-one in the apartment complex now that knew his voice anyways, and no-one would be crazy enough to get in the way of dragons the size of these two. Not that his voice would carry very far through the sound-insulated walls surrounding him.

Timbo's eyes stayed wide and showed a good amount of fear, and his heartbeat pounded out against his chest while he eyed the scales of the red dragon's muzzle. He knew the leather collar around his neck would be tightened if he spoke or moved, so he stood motionless while gazing upon his captor's bottom jaw. Metis tilted his muzzle upwards to glance over at his blue friend before speaking again.

"Well he's passed one test... Let's see how obedient he really is." Metis said to Abraxas.

The paw on the wolf's scruff slowly forced the furred male to lean forward at a 45 degree angle, and he got to see a stoic look on the blue dragon's face standing before him. Two of those blue, strong paws held tightly to either side of Timbo's muzzle, encasing it in the warm scales of Abraxas who gripped tightly. Metis grabbed for the canine's paws and tugged them behind Timbo's back before sliding a pair of cuffs over each wrist. It wasn't long before each wrist-cuff was tied together just above the wolf's tail-base like a pair of overly tight handcuffs.

Timbo tried to tug his wrists apart, but all he got was a grunt of a warning from the blue male gazing down into his eyes. The wolf lowered his ears submissively and stood still once again almost immediately, his eyes beginning to water now as he willingly kept his mouth closed.

The blue dragon could see the fear and uncertainty in the wolf's eyes, and he just grinned at the sight before one paw lowered down from the side of the canine's muzzle. Timbo stayed focused on the scaled muzzle in front of him, although he soon heard the familiar sound of a zipper being undone. The white-tipped ears of the wolf instantly perked up before lowering flatly again, his eyes clenching tightly as he tried to tug out of his binds. He opened his jaws to speak, but Metis tugged the collar's strap in time to cut off any noise from escaping again.

Metis leaned forward over the furred male's back and whispered lewdly right into one of those flat ears.

"You're going to suck my friend's dick right here in the entryway to your own apartment building. If you bite him, we bite you... If you try to yell for help, he fills your neck so full of cock you'll have a sore throat for weeks." Metis said demeaningly to the smaller male, and Timbo's watery eyes finally let out a visible tear when he blinked. The collar slowly loosened enough for the furred bitch to breath again, and he just shivered in emotional defeat while breathing only because he was allowed to by the dominant males.

The wolf's breath was deep as the adrenaline pumped through his system, and his muzzle was guided downwards until he was presented with the blue dragon's dick. It carried a few ridges along the underside and a somewhat pointed tip, but the most noticeable feature was that it was well over a foot long only partially erect. The rest of that fat organ was still held snugly within the genital slit of the drake, and the large sac nestled between Abraxas's thighs made it obvious how virile and dominant this male was.

Timbo tried to turn his head away, but he was tugged back quickly to stay face-to-face with the dick of the shorter dragon of the two. The wolf could only watch as a blue paw reached for that swelling organ to grip around the base, and his eyes went wide before he felt that hefty appendage swing and slap against the side of his muzzle. The scent of the scaled male overwhelmed him, and the pheromones quickly began to escape into the air around the three males to intoxicate the wolf being turned into a bitch.

"Good pups pleasure their superiors without question or hesitation. Present your mouth for my use, bitch." Abraxas ordered in a sharp tone, easily able to pick up the scent of his own arousal while he gave Timbo the chance to redeem himself for hesitating and trying to squirm.

The dick being shown off right in front of the wolf's muzzle would dwarf his own cock, and Timbo's ears stayed hard-pressed to the top of his head as he slowly opened his lips as ordered. The pheromones being released by the dominant males were slowly eating away at his will to escape, and he found himself feeling more inclined to obey the strong dragons a bit more with each breath. The velvety tongue of the dog hung out just a bit as if he were panting, and he opened wide so the dragon could see he was doing as commanded.

Metis stood directly behind the wolf in a very enticing position, but only reached forward to clasp a leash onto the collar that was already around Timbo's neck when he saw the obvious obedience.

"Kneel for the dominant male, boy... Show him how eager you are to please." Metis ordered.

The furred male quickly lowered to a more comfortably position on his knees, and his tail flicked from side to side quickly as he obeyed the command given him by the one holding the strap to his collar.

"Good boy..." Metis said encouragingly to the bound wolf.

Timbo's heart skipped a beat as he was congratulated by one of the dominant males, and his eyes soon lidded as the warmth of a paw rested gently atop his head. The blue dragon's talons traced smoothly through the fur along the bases of his ears, and the wolf responded by visibly relaxing. It'd been quite some time since someone had scritched him so affectionately and gently as this one did, and it'd been even longer since someone had congratulated him for doing something.

The wolf didn't know what to think as these feelings rushed through him, but he didn't resist as the paw atop his head began guiding the canine's lips directly over the impressive girth of the blue male. The warm phallus brushed along his lips before the tip rested gently atop his tongue, the texture smooth and firm against the inside of his maw. Timbo stopped when the pressure atop his head halted, and he looked up towards the dragon's snout as if asking what he should do next.

"Suck, pup." Was all Abraxas ordered. His tone was smooth and deep, and the look on that snout made it apparent this male was going to get what he wanted whether the pup felt like obeying or not.

Timbo's eyes lowered down to the groin of the dragon, and he brushed his tongue along the underside of the cock placed in his mouth. He'd never gotten to see a shaft this close before on another male, and his curiosity was getting the best of him as thepheromones flooded his senses and ate away at his inhibitions. He wasn't thinking like the straight Timbo had only a few minutes before, and it was apparent as his ears soon lifted and his tongue began to trace along the underside of the glans in his mouth much to the pleasure of Abraxas.

He suckled lightly on a few inches of that cock, testing out his maw's pleasuring capabilities as he watched the snout of the dominant male towering over him. He felt he wanted to please the male, while at the same time he was disgusted with the idea of having a cock forced into his mouth for the sole purpose of pleasuring a dragon he'd never met before. He cringed at the thought, but his tongue kept on exploring the stiff shaft between his lips while an encouraging rumble flowed smoothly from the blue drake's throat.

It wasn't long before the wolf leaned forward slightly and took in a few more inches of that throbbing cock, and his tongue continued to trail over the ridges and veins lining Abraxas' appendage. Timbo's eyes closed and tears ran down his cheeks while he suckled upon the shaft of the dominant male. He didn't think he wanted to suck this cock in his mouth, but he felt he needed to thanks to the dominant nature of the dragons and theirpheromones overtaking his sense of self-preservation. Every congratulatory moan from Abraxas made his heart swell with pride, and every scritch to his head made him feel more wanted and appreciated than he had in his entire life.

The emotions built up within the wolf while he willingly began bobbing slowly over Abraxas's massive prick, his lips gliding firmly upon a good seven inches of that much longer shaft with each motion. He could feel the blue dragon's weight shifting back and forth in time to his bobbing, and he tilted his muzzle to the side so he could better lick over the meaty fuck-rod wedged between his jaws while pulling suction with his lungs. A salty flavor began to stain the back of his tongue, and a warm jet of a musky, sticky fluid over the back of his mouth was a new sensation to the pup.

He looked up at the dragon to see if the male had climaxed, but the virile male had just begun to spit pre-fluid into his muzzle. He could feel the shaft flex up with each spurt of pre, and he enjoyed watching Abraxas groan out deeply in pleasure before a splash of pre soaked his tongue. The flavor was intoxicating after he'd grown used to it, and he tried to pull out as much as he could by making his tongue and maw's motions more eager and firm right over the sensitive tip.

"Rrng... That's it, boy.. Suck the big dragon's dick like the cock-sucking bitch you are..." Metis said lewdly down to the wolf while watching.

The door behind Abraxas soon swung open as yet another fur walked by just in time to hear those words. They only took a glance down at the poor pup sucking off the dominant male with tears in his eyes before walking on with a disgusted snort of distaste. Timbo could feel those eyes glaring at him long after the fur had left, knowing how the passer-bymust've felt watching a neighbor they've rarely seen sucking the cock of a male right in the entryway like a whore.

The blue dragon's scritching began to slow while the pleasuring continued, and the flavor of the prefluid began to grow thicker and more musky with time. Abraxas just smirked down towards the pup and grasped his talons onto the fur atop the wolf's head.

"Open your throat and swallow my dick down, boy..." Abraxas said with a lusty tone.

Timbo could feel the tip of that cock press snugly against the back of his throat, and those previously lidded eyes shot open as he gagged on the somewhat pointed glans. Timbo tried to squirm reflexively, but the shorter dragon suddenly thrust that cock balls-deep into the pup's throat. A loud grown of pleasure escaped the dominant male while the submissive male's voice lay silenced and squelched by the large fuck-tool. The wolf's eyes then closed as tears streamed down either of his cheeks more out of reflex than anything else.

The blue dragon didn't lay sheathed within the wolf's throat for long before beginning to smoothly pound his crotch right up against Timbo's muzzle, eagerly bouncing his sac against the wolf's bottom jaw with casual thrusts. Incessant slaps resounded while Timbo was used as little more then a fuck-toy, although the look on the furred male's muzzle showed it wasn't entirely against his will. He felt the secure grasp of the male atop his head, and the closeness of Metis behind him. The grunts of the male were soothing and deep, and he knew he was pleasing a male that had congratulated him and encouraged him for doing what they felt were the right thing.

His throat was tight due to the massive cock invading his virgin neck, but the wolf tried his best to keep his throat open enough for proper use. He even tilted his muzzle at a more comfortable angle for Abraxas to use him with while kneeling like a good cock-sucker should. Timbo's eyes opened once again after growing accustomed to the thrusting, and the tears began to dry on his cheeks as he swallowed around the eager dragon's shaft. He gazed up longingly into the blue dragon's eyes, and it was obvious that he wanted a powerful climax to hit just as much as Abraxas did.

The wolf's wish soon came true as the blue dragon gazed down deeply into Timbo's eyes, a broad grin spreading his lips as the last few thrusts hammered against the furred male's muzzle. The blue dragon suddenly pulled back and grabbed his dick in one paw before pointing it straight for Timbo's face. The wolf could do nothing but watch as the entire shaft flexed and tensed before the cum-slit opened up to unleash a torrent of the male's fluid right over his face. A loud roar or pleasure escaped Abraxas that shook the entire room, although Timbo barely heard it as he basked in the sensation of being marked by the cum of the dominant male.

"You pleased Abraxas well, pup... Your gift is the reward of his scent, his musk, and his most sacred fluid..." Metis said into Timbo's ears, breathing deeply in an obviously aroused state as cum splashed messily over Timbo's muzzle in heavy lines.

The scent grew stronger with time as the male's essence soaked into the fur of the submissive bitch, and Metis' paws made sure it stuck by smearing it deep down like shampoo over Timbo's muzzle and face. The wolf's fur was fully matted down beneath the essence before that climax began to fade, and the cock was once again forced into Timbo's lips.

"A good pup cleans up after he services a dominant male." Abraxas ordered.

Timbo didn't need the command to eagerly begin suckling upon the cock though, and he willingly pulled out the first taste of a male's cum he'd ever gotten from that tense fuck-rod. His virgin maw had been properly defiled, and his throat throbbed at the feeling of being so thoroughly used for the first time by such a large cock. The look on the wolf's face showed how much he wanted it though, and also the shame he felt from feeling the way he did. He tried to lower his head and flatten his ears as the cock was pulled from his maw, and his cheeks practically burned with embarrassment as the taste of the male's cum stained his lips and just wouldn't go away.

The wolf's eyes closed and he stayed on his knees silently in front of the blue dragon once completing his duty, remembering not to speak unless spoken to. He'd barely licked the inside of his mouth before a soothing paw rested on his shoulder and Metis spoke again.

"Stand, pup, and look me in the eyes." Metis ordered.

Timbo stood shakily and looked directly into the red dragon's slitted eyes after turning around, finding warmth and sincerity in them. The red dragon only gazed back into his own, and he spoke a moment later.

"You have a choice now, pup. You can walk through the door behind my friend and back to your old life as if this never happened..." Metis said, lifting the key Timbo had been holding before he'd been abducted by the two.

"Or you can walk out the door behind us leashed as our pet and fuck-toy..." Metis said sincerely in his deep tone, keeping his gaze locked on the pup's cum-stained muzzle.

Timbo looked silently behind him to the door he had planned on entering only twenty minutes ago to go home, and with a heavy sigh he shifted his wrists about behind his back. His fingers brushed over an itch he'd had for quite some time before he stopped squirming. He then looked up to Metis with a confused look in his eyes. The wolf's mind was still reeling in the recent events, and the pheromones of Abraxas were far more effective then alcohol seemed to be on him. His muzzle showed no emotion and no decision, and he stayed silent

Metis just smiled and leaned his snout downwards far enough to brush his bottom-jaw affectionately along the forehead of the wolf as he noticed that confused gaze, and a paw gave an encouragingscritch to Timbo's neck and cheek while picking up the scent of Abraxas' cum soaking their bitch.

"I'll make the choice for you then, slave..." Metis said soothingly while towering over Timbo.

"I saw the look in your eyes the moment you walked in here. I saw the emptiness that burns within you whenever you go to work, and whenever you relax with the lover that doesn't understand you or even notice you in your moment of need." Metis continued while his paws wrapped around the wolf to give an oddly gentle hug for how strong and capable the scaled male was.

"We offer you a life of servitude and purpose for nothing in return other then your complete obedience... Your eyes shine of completeness and the thrill of pleasuring another male with your body and soul, and you lack the emptiness you showed me upon entering this room." Metis said. Although by now, the wolf's body was beginning to relax and he leaned into the red dragon's strength for support and comfort.

"I can see in your eyes that you know these things to be as true as I do, so the choice is clear." Metis finished calmly before turning to leave with the leash firmly grasped in his paw.

The collar pulled tight momentarily, and Timbo was forced to quickly step to his place behind the dragon with head bowed and arms tied securely behind his back. The wolf tried to lightly resist at first, but he could only shift side to side while being forced away through the exit.

Timbo opened his muzzle to cry for help, but he cut himself short as he fought within his own mind. He didn't wanted to go since he was comfortable in his current life. Everything was stable, although that boring stability was what kept his muzzle silent as well. His brain's thoughts were quickly being squelched by the pheromones during his inner battle, and he could only watch the sidewalk pass beneath his feet while being led away eventually.

Abraxas joined Metis in front of the pup with his shorts now up to his waist again, and the two dragons stepped towards their car casually with their new fuck-toy following behind attached to the leash of the masters he now served.

Timbo's eyes showed a deep fear of the unknown that he was walking towards, and each step he took was shaky and careful. He glanced towards the window of his apartment with a longing look, but the wolf turned back to continue walking on behind the dragons to serve his life's new purpose. Even though he'd only known these dragons for less then an hour while they fucked his face and used him as a mere play-thing, they also congratulated him, touched him, and showed him the kindness of a good master.

The wolf didn't want this... He needed this.