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"Uh!" The poor hyena could only manage to squeak out. His name was Tusan, A warrior from one of the many hyena tribes that scattered the western hemisphere. They were always causing trouble for other tribes. They were nomadic tribes that kept their young ones and females in different caves and shelters hidden from the rest of the war. The males of the species rarely ever lived past their twentieth birthday. The hyenas were a very violent and war seeking species and thus they were responsible or participated in half of the battles that occurred throughout the region. While not particular gifted in magic they were experts at using enchanted weaponry. They were always raiding the wolves' bases to get their advance weaponry and enchant them.

But that weaponry was no help to Tusan. Not today. Today was one of those battles where his gang of warriors was utterly destroyed and was now captured. Thirty of them taken down and captured by only three assailants. And to make matters worse, they were taken down by three women. To a hyena male there was nothing more humiliating than being subdued by a woman. Not even his lovely girlfriend back home who was taking care of his newly born quintuplets, bringing his offspring total to seventeen.

Tusan's chief had ordered his gang to attack a trade arrangement that a neighboring tribe was making. They were to intercept some merchandise from the skunks that they had sent through the otter tribe that Tusan had been constantly fighting. But they had no idea that the goods were meant for the one tribe they feared facing. The squirrels. The one species that everyone avoided. The wolves with all their technology and the foxes with all their magic both went out of their way to avoid the squirrels. The first of many reasons why was coming up.

Tusan was the most alert of his tribe so he was the first to notice what they were approaching. Most of his tribesmen were in a sleep-like state and were being moved along by one of the two squirrels that caught them. One was bring up the rear and one was to the side. Two were holding a long rope that bound the line of hyenas by their neck. But Tusan was afraid, absolutely terrified of what was before them. It was the cursed forest, one of the three that were known and feared. This one was the most fearsome. While the Jackals cursed forest just prevent entry the squirrels one was torture literally. Anyone who entered it never returned. Little did the outsiders know that quite a few of them actually survived but most died once they entered the forest.

Tusan wanted to run but his body was still under the magic restraints and being controlled. He did not want to take another step but once he passed the first of the black leaved trees he knew it was over. He felt the curse take hold of him there. The female squirrels that captured him did however reduce the effects of the curse. But the first effect had just kicked in. All of his clothes had been blasted off him and the other hyenas. His penis was also now fully erect and he felt a growing need to touch himself and pleasure himself growing. He heard the stories. Any man who entered would feel the need to pleasure himself and would ignore everything else. He remembered the tale of the fox army who entered and while they could still be seen had broken down into a full blown orgy that did not end until most of them died. Their comrades could do nothing to rescue them. They were just there having sex that continued for days. Their lust consumed them and eventually they died from hunger and exhaustion. Those that tried to help get them out also fell under the curse. Once the curse was inflicted there was nothing anyone could do. Or that was the story that was told. There was a little known secret that half of the foxes from that army were actually captured by the squirrels.

Tusan groaned. He knew it was over and he was probably the only one conscious enough to realize what was going on. He was now under the curse and there was no way out. His only hope was that the squirrels would spare him the slow torturous demise that had befallen the hundreds before him.

After ten minutes they came across a poor young fox solider who looked like he ran into the forest after being wounded in a fight to get away was looking really bad. He was bleeding out and judging by the amount of cum that the fox had already shot out it was clear he had been here for a few hours. The line of hyenas were stopped as one of the squirrels went over and tied a rope around the fox's neck and used some magic to started treating his wounds. They clearly wanted to keep the fox alive so one of the women took him and ran ahead to the village which was only a few minutes away now.

Tusan was soon greeted with the site of the squirrels' home village. They had quite the amount of land to accommodate their large population. Their houses were huge trees that could not normal be seen unless one walked through the cursed black forest. The village consisted of huge houses carved from the bark of towering trees. They were quite large and could house a few hundred furs each.

"Sweet heart!" A male squirrel said running over to greet the women who came back. He was accompanied by ten other male squirrels.

Five of the males went over and greeted the first female while the others went to the one behind. They were all exited that their wives and masters were back home after their trip to retrieve some goods.

"How did the trip go honey, did you bring back the spices?" One of the males asked. They were quickly surrounding the female and fretting over her needlessly.

The first female just smiled. "Ah I missed you boys, I am a bit tired. These hyenas here decided to stop us from getting the species and other tools we were trading for. They attacked our meeting and nearly killed the poor otters before we subdued them. We brought them here to repay their debt. Marinda also brought home this poor fox solider who we found in the forest. Ah quite a few new slaves for us and just in time as well. We have a new plot of land we need worked over."

The female looked over the line of hyenas and saw one that was fidgeting enough to try and break the restraints. "Oh boys take them to the Farmers and tell Marissa that we have some new slaves that need to be broken in. I am going to visit the queen and the chief."

The males all nodded and then took the ropes and started leading the newly captured slaves to their new home. Tusan was looking around the village. He surprised to see quite a bit of the population did not belong to the squirrels. There were a good amount of foxes walking around most carrying boxes of vegetables or tools the rest were following around some random squirrel. There was something so weird about the hierarchy of this tribe. The women here reign supreme. Rarely ever would a Male speak out or challenge the authority of any female. Females were expected to have multiple husbands. That was also because the squirrels had an uneven birth rate. Only about one in five babies were female. This was offset by the males' ability to breed with each other at the approval of a female. Their spell was unique as only females could cast it. Natural breeding rarely occurred and when it did happen the fetus was transferred to the body of the father to carry the baby to term.

Tusan had heard rumors that the squirrel's essence was a female who was disgusted by the treatment of women at the beginning of the Great War. This essence got so enraged that she decided to tame all the men under her power. She took their magic and gave it to the females and empowered them. At the same time the males became very submissive. Men at that time did not appreciate facing females in battle so the squirrels were constantly under attack because of the way their men were seen as cowards. The essence who had the power to create the black forest to protect her tribe. The first to do so. Most essence did not care for their species as much as she did and thus she is now revered around the tribe and thus they were now peaceful. And unlike the Jackals they remained in constant contact with the outside world. Mostly trading good and other resources.

Tusan remembered hearing about those myths and rumors but not once could he imagine they would be true. How could any man let himself be controlled by his wife? And to make matters worse he was captured by those said wives. Sexual magic was most dangerous but only a few species could actually use it to the potential the squirrels could. A female squirrel was available to put another male under such lustful impulses that they would rather strip naked and take care of their needs than continue to fight.

Such amazing feats of magic were expected of the squirrels but what kind of magic did they use to tame their slaves? Tusan had never heard of squirrel having slaves. He did not expect this to be pleasant and he knew he was already trapped anyway. He could not leave without the help of a squirrel to get through the cursed forest which still had an effect on him. Most of his comrades were leaking some even though were out he could tell they were basically on the verge of an orgasm.

Tusan curiosity was about to satisfied when he and the others were lead in a large hut. It was bare except for a set of tables that ran around the entire hut. Those tables also had restraints on. Tusan knew this would be where whatever they were going to do would be done. He watched as the ropes restraining him were magically undone. Now was his chance.

Tusan took the opportunity to try and run but was stopped at the door by a squirrel. She cast a spell on him and once again he felt a huge sexual need overpower him. He could do nothing but reach down and start stroking himself. Nothing else mattered at the moment.

"Well Looks like we got a feisty one. I guess I will have to let my eldest husband handle you. He should have sufficient enough power to break you in." The female squirrel said approaching the poor hyena. He could do nothing to stop her and right now he did not care. He cared about achieving his orgasm and for some reason it just was not happening. He felt himself be right on the edge but it just would not happen.

"Ah I always love this spell. Puts brutes like you in their place. That tribe of yours has been a pain in our side since they moved in a few years ago. They are quite the annoying neighbors. They harass and attack us constantly any time we leave our home. I hope after this incident the chief lets us deal with them. I would love to see them groveling and full of lust like you are. Their warriors should learn their place."

Tusan could not respond to remarks of the female. Normally would chop her head off for insulting his tribe like that but right now his mind just wanted to satisfy this need. This intense need was all that he could think about. Nothing else matter. Nothing. He would trade anything so that he could cum right now. Anything even his freedom. His dignity, anything of value to him right now he would trade to get a release.

"Please... Let me... cum...Please...I ... Will do... Anything!" Tusan managed to mumble out.

The squirrel smiled at him. "Do not worry you will cum but that thing of yours will never feel the touch of a lady again. You better be ready for a lot of blue balls. You see our husbands like to tease the pets we give them. Mine is especially harsh." She paused and looked behind her." OH and he is escorting the chief."

She released the spell on Tusan but kept enough of it active to weaken and distract him.

"Something wrong honey!" Her husband came up and kissed her on the cheek.

"No dear!" She kissed him back then turned to the chief. "Good afternoon chief. I hope the day has been prosperous." She bowed to the chief,

"Masinda, The day has been quite fruitful. My brother was nice touch. I am glad you sent him for a visit. I also glad that we have come to a decision regarding that Tribe of Hyenas that moved in a while ago. This latest incident was icing on the cake. We have decided to enslave that tribe of brutes. They have been disrupting the peace in the region too often. I am here to extract some information from your captives." The chief responded.

Masinda bowed. "There is one here who tried to escape. He is quite resilient. I had to cast a high level spell to get him under control. I was waiting for Chucky to come back and tame him."

The chief looked over Tusan who was recovering from the edging that he was already tormented with. "He will do quite well." The chief walked over to Tusan. "I have a deal for you. You lead us to your clan so we can enslave all your warriors and bring peace back to this region. Your tribe has been a pain in our sides for years. And you my friend are about to help us get rid of them." The chief went over and placed her hand under Tusan's chin. Tusan could only nod. "And if you help us I might just let you have some privileges."

"Yes...I will...do...Whatever you want" Tusan responded weakly. The squirrel quickly cast a spell on Tusan and instantly Tusan felt his orgasm wash over him. He never felt anything like it before. He wanted to feel it again. He wanted to keep feeling it. And if selling out his entire was what it would take to have such an orgasm again he would do it gladly. Little did he know those thoughts were not his own. Those were the effects of the spell. He was already a slave and did not even know it.

The others were not getting a nice deal like Tusan was and soon after he recovered from his orgasm he noticed that their enslaving had already begun. They were all bound and leaning over the tables and some squirrels males penetrated them. Tusan could just imagine the kind of need they would be feeling from the combination of the spells and being stimulated like that. Not only was that a factor but they were all still under the curse horribly. They probably were about to give in just as Tusan already did.

Tusan was then dragged away by the chief. The last thing he saw was the site of his fellow warriors Cumming for the squirrels and admitting their loyalty and obedience. He was quickly put under another spell by the chief and fell asleep.

Tusan woke up a day later in the hands of his loving wife surrounded by his kids. He was being treated medically by some healers.

"Welcome back Tusan. You are quite the hero now dear. First person to ever return from the cursed forest." His wife said reaching over and kissing him on the lips. Tusan returned the kiss but he could feel no passion. Not for her. Never for her again. His master would be displeased if he ever felt passion for a female again. But that was nothing right now. He had a mission and he was going to accomplish it.

"Tusan what happened? Was your squad captured?" Asked the voice of the tribe chief. He was standing there over the healers as they healed him.

Tusan got up and tried to get to his feet while he addressed the chief. The war seeking nature of the tribe especially the chief would make this totally easy. "Chief. I found some huge news about the squirrels that we have to move on quickly. The black forest has a hole we can enter in and get through. And when we get in the squirrels magic is useless. That is how I got away. I found the hole in the forest to get through. We can eliminate those rotten squirrels and take their village."

The chief perked up as he heard such exciting news. "This is great news. We must act quickly before they can setup a defense. They probably think you died so you will lead our charge. All warriors prepare to depart immediately" He ordered everyone around him.

Tusan smiled inwardly as the chief had taken the bait. He hugged his wife in celebration knowing he would probably never see her again. His oldest child who was seven was also holding him close. He was about to abandon quite a bit of his children through this deal and that could not make him happier. They did not matter. As long as he could get the pleasure he could from his master nothing else mattered but pleasing her.

It was two days later that Tusan's mission would come to a close. He stood in front of the black forest with hundred or so warriors from his tribe. Every male over the age over ten was probably there ready to attack. The rest along with the women were waiting behind them with some supplies as they were prepared to move in. Tusan pointed out two rocks that were by some trees and told his tribe that this was the path through the forest.

He was not lying it was a path through the forest but one that would still curse them just not enough that they would all succumb to it before they arrived at the village. His master had prepared this route for them to take.

"Charge men!" The chief gave the order and everyone including Tusan ran into the forest.

As the final warrior entered the forest and out of sight the tribe that they left behind was captured by an army of foxes. They were slave traders and this entire hyena tribe was about to become enslaved. It was justice for the clans they had killed in the past. Tusan's wife and kids all cowered in fear as they were shackled and taken away.

Tusan smiled the entire way through the forest. All of these warriors had seen their families for the last time. Most of them would never be able to have sex with another female again. But he wondered why they would? Once they felt that pleasure, the sheer pleasure that they would receive nothing else would matter.

After minutes of running they finally broke through to the village but once they were there it finally dawned on them how much trouble they were in. The warriors did not notice but all their armor and clothes had already been blown off and now they were all naked and highly aroused. The curse had gotten them. All except Tusan. Tusan still wearing his armor looked around as his tribesmen all fell to their knees too weak to continue. Tusan watched as his master, the chief of the village and some of the strongest warriors were there casting spells on the hundred or so hyenas they just captured. Tusan walked off to greet his master.

"Master I succeed. I hope this pleases you" He said while disrobing and throwing off his armor.

"You did well. As part of the deal you can choose anyone of your tribesmen to be your spouse. Normally we do not let our slaves marry but you have proven to be loyal. Good work now let my husband pleasure you for your reward." The chief said.

Tusan nearly leaped up in joy as he saw his master's husband approaching along with many of the males who were preparing to train their new slaves.

"TRIATOR! You sold out your tribe? How could you do such a thing Tusan!?" The chief yelled out at Tusan. Apparently he was also resilient.

The women warriors laughed at the poor chief was kneeling before them. The chief came up and addressed him. "We gave him something he could not resist. He was quite strong. Much stronger than the rest of your pitiful tribe. You destroyed the peace we had in the region. You even destroyed that poor snow tiger settlement close by. Consider this karma for what your tribe has done. Merciless. That is what your tribe is but now you are all going to learn your proper place. Our men will love treating you like the slaves you are. And I think you are perfect for Tusan. He will need a proper husband and you fit that role quite nicely. Take them all away"

One by one the tribesmen were taken away to begin their lives as slaves paying for the crimes of their fathers and grandfathers. Tusan could not careless though. He was down on all fours while being ploughed. He was getting the pleasure he desired. The one that drove him to sell out his clan. The one that caused him to abandon everything he knew and the one he was about to feel again.

A few months passed after the Hyena tribe was enslaved. Tusan was walking around the village to begin his work in the mines of the village to retrieve minerals that the squirrels would trade. He was holding the hand of his husband. His old chief. The chief had properly submitted but not without a bit of a fight. But now he was cocksucker and a slut. His job was to bend over and relieve the stress of any squirrel who asked. That was quite frequent, so frequent in fact the cum from his last endeavor was still dripping down from him. That was only a few minutes ago.

There was also the smaller matter of what was in his belly. The former chief was not pregnant as a means to demean him further. Tusan had done the others was happily waiting to start a family in a life of captivity. Not once would he ever think about his free life again.