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I lit my cigarette as the nameless wolf followed me to the porch. The mint feeling as the menthol hit my lungs gave me a warm feeling. The deep desperate hit I took gave my patience a boost. I knew one thing about myself, If I couldn't swear and smoke, I was fucked. I exhaled deeply into a sigh of relief as the front door opened to the porch and out stepped a careless wolf. It seemed as if He was bored. He walked loosely, there was something different about him then there was at the party; it wasn't a physiological change, but a philosophical one-- and, I was stumped. I couldn't understand exactly what his game was, and this was an uncomfortable feeling. He walked next to me and posted up merely centimeters from me looking out over the front yard and stone wall that encompassed the property, the only entrance and exit was a rusty old iron gate. He then lit his own cigarette, and I could tell by the stench that it was not menthol-- it smelled like old wet Band-Aid.

"My name is Rian." He said plainly, as if having a conversation with someone who didn't drug him, fuck him, and leave him.

"Funny. I don't remember being particularly ontologically committed to asking as to your name." I responded.

The wolf giggled slightly as a small grin found its way across his face. "Fun." He inched closer to me, I could then feel his warmth. My mind raced back to the feel of his pucker on my cock. It was warm. I disregarded his sarcastic comment, and hit my cigarette again. "I can tell you have yet to sufficiently assessed the situation at hand." he steeped back, hit his cigarette, and in one swift move was behind me holding me with his arms around me.

"What the actual fuck do you think you're up to." I said calmly. I felt his paw inching down my abdomen.

He nibbled my ear and whispered his hot breath on the line between my jaw and my neck, "Quite simple really, it's my turn." The next thing I knew he had my knife. he had pulled it from my pocket. "You shouldn't need this." He flipped it open, like a professional, and held it to the bare fur, I could feel the cold unnerving steel against my body. "Now listen to me, We're going upstairs. The rest of the pledges have been excused from dinner by now, each of the others are with their big brother, as are you. We have important fraternity business to discuss, but we also have unfinished business, don't we?" he paused momentarily, as if he was expecting me to respond. "So, You finish your cigarette, and we will calmly retreat to my room." He then bit my neck. I was out of options. I had to comply. So I calmly finished my cigarette, and walked with him to his room, knife to my back.

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I released his knife once we got to my room. I then locked the door. My room was clean, very clean, as I can remember. I still had my posters up of special relativity, and the proof, along with posters of Nietzsche. The bed was even made, My black bedspread with white sheets. Thorium examined the room. His eyes darted with a scowl at everything. If you didn't know what he was capable of, youwould just assume he was displeased with everything he saw. During the last encounter, he didn't really take time to look around apparently. I suppose he was too busy trying to fuck and run then to assess his surrounding.

"It was quite messier last time I was here." Thor said. He smiled, as if testing my limits.

"You can go ahead and strip now." I said to him calmly as if unfazed. I wanted him to recognize who exactly was in control of the situation. I am the alpha. He needed to understand. I started undressing myself.

"And if I don't comply?"

I snatched his arm and threw him on the bed. "Oh, you'll comply." I unbuttoned his pants, hit his shoes off, and pulled his pants clean off from the hem at the ankle. He came to this commando-- he must've already been fucked up to not foresee this before I stabbed him with the heroin before dinner. I then continued to remove my own pants and shirt. Thor stared, a little stunned. It seemed as if he didn't know exactly what to do. I slid my body into his by lifting his legs and fitting our cocks together like a puzzle and leaning in to nibble at his neck. His grey fur was a little on end. He reached down and pulled me closer into him and grinded his cock into me. A warm sensation spread through my member. I growled and pinned him down, grinding back into him; our cocks were responding to the touch of the other, swelling. My nine inches rubbing on his apparent nine.

"So, I guess you're gonna fuck me." Thor said seductively. "You're gonna plow that big cock into me for retribution of my ramming my cock into you?"

I raised my torso from his and reached over to my bedside table taking a metal cock ring out. If it fit me it would have fit him, surely. I started massaging his member, fast. not giving him the pleasure. This wasn't about him. I attached the ring to his cock and tightened it. "Yes, I'm going to fuck you." I growled. "but like how you did me, without a proper end."

I picked him up slightly and lined my cock up with his pucker-hole. It contracted at the touch of my cock. With one great push, I shoved my cock into his tight hole. He must have always been a selfish lover because his ass was tighter than many of the pussies I've fucked-- of course many of those girls are sluts, so I may not be saying much. He yelped a little at the thrust. I then continued to jack him off as I pushed in and pulled out of him, only to jack-hammer into him once again. He tried to speak between the moans forced out of him from my cock besieging his ass. He never really loosened himself. It was tight and hot for the entirety of the fuck.

"So.. I'm not... allowed to cum..... then..?" He said

I answered his question by shoving the entire length of my cock into him. I came at that moment, six strings of warm salty cum hit the lining of his anus. I dismounted him.

"Now listen carefully, Thor. Everything is about sex. everything that is, except for sex. Sex is about power, and dominance. You are my bitch. You are my bitch from now on. I will fuck you as I see fit. And, if you're good, I may allow you to take that cock ring off. But for now, keep that sore pain in your ass as a reminder to not cross me. There will be a day when you want to fuck me. You'll love me. You will think of me as the best part of you. Stay in your place, do what you're told. You may come out of this unscarred." I started to find new clothes. "Oh... and be here tomorrow at five."

I think I've found something to keep me busy, and you can't be bored if you're busy.