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Hunted Relentlessly: The Beast and His Monster Part Two

"Deeper buddy..." I went deeper. "Harder, you big dicked beast..." I went harder. My nuts smacked against some more, and I went for it. I looked down at my prize, fully fueled by his well-received commands. "You gonna bury that hefty bone, you big puppy dog?" I grew harder than steel. That name was a treat. (Huh?) My hips were a blur, and I was making terrible, feral, bloody magic. I loved every thrust I gave, every pound of resistance I felt against my knot, and every shudder of agonizing pleasure was singing praise to my name. I licked my prize on his neck, and whined in the deepest pleasure I could stand. My prize wanted my dick in the worst way, and I was...happy. With a few more beastly thrusts I came, jack-hammering against my knot as I shoved it in with a knockout stroke. And then, with the heavenly screaming of my beloved victim, I came like a tidal wave. It wasn't multiple shots, it was one massive spasm that back-washed so hard it almost took my legs out from under me. I howled like Fenrir, muffling myself because the wave of relief I was awarded was just too sweet. I was worn out, and I was decidedly glad that it was so. I was heavy with sweat, proof of a hard day's work. My beloved catch turned against my knot expertly so we could be face to face, and I smiled arrogantly. It was that gorgeous white monster from before, and he was mine. No, I was his. He kissed me on top of my snout and patted me on the head. My heart soared. "I love you, puppy dog." My heart raced! He hugged he closely, and I truly felt content. "I-" I woke up to blinding white and pain. I was laid out on my back, and my arms and legs were bound down like they were gonna cut me open. I felt a resumed itch, my burns were healing slowly. After my eyes adjusted to the light, I looked around. I was in another room, and I could see dick sock with a few of his bitch guards. He smiled at me. "You've awakened. And to a great problem. We have to deal with you." He strode over to me, but I made no attempt to snap at him. He placed a hand on my dense chest, and rubbed one of my pecs. Yeah, whatever. He rubbed me like I was his or something. "Until we can actually kill you, I decided to have a bit of fun first. You see..." He walked away from me, not trying to hide his boner. I kept my silence and watched him. "We may need to collect a sample of your sperm." That's when I started to laugh. "Go right ahead, dick sock! You got places all over my loneliness tarnished!" He walked right up to me and slapped me sharply. I bard my fangs and let my rage build slowly. "Silvus, there is no need for name-calling. But I am not without my methods of torture." He stuck his hand up my shorts and found my boys, thankfully unharmed. He scritched them, unaware that they itched, but fully aware that he was doin me a service. He went slow, and made me grit my teeth. I liked it, so what? I tried to spread my legs a bit, but couldn't help him mu- he dropped them on the table under me. "THUD!" I choked on a curse-word ad it was a light impact. And as a male knows, the slightest impacts are the worst. He might as well have set my balls on fire. I groaned against my bindings as the idea of tasting blood was sooooooooo much better than gettin my nuts rolled around so sweetly, then dropped. My inner beast roared against my mind, as this adjustment was purely undeserved. The world I saw became an equally familiar one in his eyes. My bindings became too terribly tight as I up-sized my everything. I snapped at him. I struggled. I foamed at the mouth, washing the floor with my drool. The presence of this omega-bitch was enslaving to my senses. Nothing about this creature was appetizing, at all. My arousal and lust were restrained as I craved his blood. My release would be found in the utter destruction of such a weak, pitiful creature. With my fangs bared proudly, I made my intentions clear. It made its way to me, utterly confident in the bonds that I was forced to submit to. I could look down the length of my body, and could not see its hand as it placed its frail fingers on my mighty testicles. Somehow it relieved me of an itch, and I closed my mouth. Man, that felt good. I sighed with a bit of relief as the fingers traveled north of the border a bit, and found my dick, limp like it was asleep on my hairy inner thigh. He grabbed it gently, and stroked me with a heartbeat's rhythm. I growled in want of some attention. My inner beast demanded some form of reciprocation for that sleight against us. Dick sock quickly got a full boner out of me, and my hunger deepened and I struggled against the straps that held me down. He slowed way down, and I reeeeealy wanted to get him bent over so I could make him scream. "You've developed well. This is why I'm using less sinister methods of approach. No tubes, no machines. Isn't this how you'd want it, Silvus? Isn't a big wolf like yourself deserving of a lowly fox like me?" he asked, while making sure he got a good bit of pre on his tiny palm. My dick super-hardened (no, really) in response to prolonged stimulation, and the see-saw in emotion. Usually, I get right to my sweet spot and destroy it. I actually learned something. Huh. My dick was so sensitive I could feel his heartbeat through his hand, racing along with mine. And it was driving me crazy. Any friction made my eyes water, and if he bumped my semi-flexible tip, the sharp sensation made me grit my teeth. I was so hard my dick was practically glass. He demonstrated this by smacking himself on the side of his muzzle, and the ends of his hairs and impact almost made my heart stop. Dick sock then walked to a mirror-finished container a short ways off, and stuck his hand in, He turned around and came back with his fist clenched. He got back to workin on my dick quickly, stroking my red-glass billy club with his free hand. -What's he got?- Slowing down enough to make my body shake with AWW YEAH, I closed my eyes and let him continue. Everything intensified, and yelped as I felt cold and heard a sizzle. Dick sock was rubbing ice cubes all along my dick, and the heat was making the ice melt in response. He took the time to coat the whole thing, and the open air felt great on my dick. I sighed. "You are a beautiful specimen, Silvus" dick sock said as he lowered his head and got a much appreciated mouthful of Grade-A wolf bone. He bobbed his head slowly, and my mouth went dry. Honestly, I've never gotten any tongue on my bone before. But dick sock might've had more experience giving than I've had getting. My ears went limp against the table, and he lifted off me. "I regret the next few moments terribly, Silvus. But this is the eighth documented outburst from you that we've recorded. You are dangerous." My inner beast grinned in pride at his words, and while I heard him say he was going to kill me, I wasn't worried. Who would miss me? "The nice thing to do though, would be to let you have one last orgasm." he said with a smile. Dick sock grabbed my dick. And using my pre, his drool, and the water from the ice cubes, stroked me rapidly, but tenderly. My body tensed up, and my breathing picked up as well. "You're almost there. I can tell." He was right, and if he didn't get out of the way- "MY GOODNESS!" Dick sock screamed as my first shot knocked a hole in the ceiling, flipping a couple of the tiles. The remainder of it splashed on the floor loudly, and I howled. Dick sock gripped my nuts to keep the tubes straight, and I let loose a barrage of cum that returned to me like musky rain, wetting the both of us down. He let my nuts go, and they drew up with a light snap. He then started licking around my tip, and mouthed me a bit. I fired the last of my load into his mouth, and he gulped it down like it was the broth from a great-tasting soup. I felt mountains of tension lift from my shoulders. "Hey, sock" I panted. "How are you gonna do it? Offin' me, I mean." Dick sock licked his lips, and looked slightly less in-charge. "We decided an injection would be easier on you. Being a beast inside and out was not your fault, nor was it your choice. You won't even feel the needle, as such a massive dose would become fast-acting." I looked down in acceptance as I heard this goddamned fox reach inside his lab coat pocket and reveal the fix he had for me. He walked up to me slowly, and looked solemnly at me. "I'm so sorry Silvus. And it seemed like you were going to finally find someone to care about you." His words stung, and I gritted my teeth as the surge of emotion tried to return to the surface, but it knew it was already beaten. "Yeah, I was so close. Fuckin..." My eyes started to sting. I blinked a time or two to soothe this new feeling, but then a lump formed in my throat. I swallowed. "Whenever you're re-" I cut him off by nodding furiously. "Alright then" he said. I felt him bring the needle close, and I felt contact. Then nothing else, but a weird coolness in my arm. The coolness traveled up my arm, and I noticed one of dick sock's guards was standing near him, whispering in his ear. When the guard finished, I could feel the coolness spreading, and he suddenly looked a lot more timid. My chest and left arm were numb, and it was spreading, and a soothing drowsiness also settled over me gently. I closed my eyes, and let the drugs do their thing. "Hurry! We need the-"