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A cold gush of water made Pepe jerking. He coughed, gagged. His head hurt like mad. He was frozing and his eyes burned.

He was not alone. Two strong paws kept him at his upper arms. The hunters. They got him. Now all beamed back in his mind. The envelope.. the race. Fear and pure panic get hold of his heart.

A smirking hyena stood in front of him, showing his fangs. He wore jeans and a simple shirt, brass knuckles at his right paw, black, short, elflock hair, short, white strains, maybe with a touch of husky blood.

This was Moses, number two of the Bastards.

They were in an old arbandoned warehouse. Stained, dirty windows covered the scene in a wane light. The roof was rusty and had small holes. Sunlight formed rays down there through the dusty, a bit humid air, painting bright spots on the concrete floor. Instinctively, Pepe tried to get free.

"Noooo..." he cried. "Let me go!" "Uh cute... now see what we got here..." Moses grinned sneering. "A small dealer.?" The hyena made a step into Pepes direction and pushed the envelope almost against his black nose. The whitetail wriggled and tried to pull back. The rag was still hanging around his hips. His cock was only semi covered, both following each of his moves. His backside was completely nacked. Only a short piece covered half of his right buttock "I.. i didnt want to.." begged Pepe in defense, still pulling. "Aye!" Moses got even closer and pressed him the paper into the face. "And thats just a love letter?" The boy looked at the hyane with fearfull, panic flashing eyes. Moses grinned evil and threw the envelope away. "Pedro is gonna kill you..." He pushed the brass nuckles along the whitetails cheek. "... but before.. we gonna have a bit of fun with you.."

He pulled the knuckles of his right paw and put it in his pocket. Then he grabbed the boy with his left paw at his shoulder. With a smirk, he lifted his right one and pushed it against the almost naked whitethail, hitting his soft, white belly.

Pepe gasped. He writhed in pain and would have been fallen over, but the two wolves kept him upright. Stairs appeared in his sight and hushed to the side. Moses waited, enjoying the pathetic show the deer performed for him. He waited until Pepe calmed down und looked at him in terror. "P.. please let me go..." he wimpered. Tears started to glisten in his eyes. Moses took aim for a second hit. He nodded to his two helpers. The two released the boy just as Pepes fist punched the boys sensitive front a second time.

The struck boy collapsed. His hoofed hands sprang to his front. He sank to his knees, trying to breath. The pain was immense. Then he fell to his side and buckled on the concrete floor. Between his thighs, his balls were visible from behind.

His fur was damp. Moses looked down at him with cold eyes. Enjoyed the shaking and trembling of the naked body down on the dirty floor. He moved his right footpaw below the boys chin and pressed his head back with it, exposing the vulnerable throat. Then he moved quickly his paw back and kicked him hard.

With his right footpaw he hit the right side of the suffering boy. Pepe now, howling turned on the back. He spread his legs. Tears ran down his cheek. His fur was dusty and dirty. The hair a mess and the rag around his hips slid to the side, buried in the crack between balls and inner thigh. His sheathed cock was slightly pumping and his balls slowly started to form firm rounds.

"Just look at the son of a bitch..." taunted Moses. Pepe was holding his bally. Spasms ran through his body. He pushed his heels into the floor and it almost looked as if he would want to lift is hips up in the air. He managed to do it and his butt left the cold ground for some moments while his thighs parted further, making his balls hanging free. His member unsheathed a more, showing a part of its pink inners, twitching semi-rigid. He sunk back moaning after that short show.

Moses watched amused. "You havent had enough, boy.." he sayd, stroking with his right paw his chin and taking aim for a third blow in the whitetails side. It made a thud sound as the paw hit Pepes side.

The beaten one cried in agony as the clawed paw hit him. Clenching he rolled to the side, buckling, trying to hide the hurting spot, but a second blow at the height pf his his kidneys shook him hard. He struggled, finally laying in his belly, breathing heavily. His dirty buttcheeks showing upwards, the white fur stained, but still bright in the lightbeams from the ceiling.

A wet spot colored the dirty concrete floor between the boys thighs dark. Shortly after, a small glistening squirt sprayed from the tip of the unsheathed, squeezed cock, forming a small puddle until the flow ebbed.

"He is done!" said one of the captors to Moses. He pushed his clawed footpaw into Pepes left buttock. But the young buck didnt move. "He messed hisself!" laughed the second one. "Pedro is gonna kill him." Moses explained, took out his mobile and turned away for a quick call.

Then, after he finished talking he put the mobile back and turned to the two wolves. "He will be here in some minutes."

No one said a word. Wind was whispering through the remains of the warehouse, adding to some street noised from outside and chirping of crickets. The puddle between the boys thighs formed slowly into a dark spot as the water sank into the old concrete.

Pepe was still breathing. His nacked body lay motionless between the three. Moses seemed a bit nervous, going up and down and the two captors put their paws in their pockets and scratched the floor with their claws. Minutes passed.

Then, the sound of an engine was getting closer. The bubbling noise of a heavy motorbike. It switched off, close to the warehouse and finally a huge husky anthro entered the house. he was wearing a bikers black leathersuit, holding a helmet below his right arm while a cigarette was glowing in his maw. Pedro.

He strolled to the waiting guys and threw his helmet to Moses. "Pedro..." Moses looked at him submissive, his tail down. "Thats him?" "Yes, Pedro!" Moses nodded. Pedros fur was white. He looked like 19, a nice face and his body was quite muscular. In fact, a handsome dog. But his two colored eyes had a decisive glow that tells all others not to mess with him.

Pedro kneed down next to the unconscious one and inspected him. "You... killed him?" he asked. Silence for a moment. "N.. no.." Moses raised his paws in defence.

Pedro grabbed the shoulder of the laying and pulled it. The whitetail didn't show any reaction. Then his paw slid along the boys side down to his buttocks. He pinched the firm rounds and looked to the abductors.

"You are sure? He is still warm.. but..." he pointed to the wet stain between the slender thighs. "And he messed hisself."

"Pedro, believe me..." now Moses kneed down, too and put his paw on the boys carotid. "You can sill feel his heartbeat!"

"Hmmm.." Pedro rubbed his gloved paws along the aswoons inner thighs, touching unintentional the young ones balls. "Is he.. damaged in any further way?"

"No, boss.." The hyena answered submissive. "He his.. quite robust.. and a runner.. I think so.." "A pity, isnt it?" Pedro grabbed the boys tail and lifted it. "Yes, boss!"

He waved to the two captors to leave. Only Moses, Pedro and Pepe stayed inside the warehouse. The husky grabbed the aswoon at his side and pulled him over to make him lay on his back. The boys eyes were closed, the fur sticky. Dust and dirt messed his frontside and his groins. His cock, now releived from the pressure raised semi. Not an erection, but also not limp. He had some rather rough scratches with drying blood, especially at his hoofes. Pedro checked him again, then he opened the rag around the deers hips and put it aside.

"Ok, Moses.. I gonna call now Mr. Smith and you bind him onto the old chair down there and get some bucket of cold water. "Ok, Sir!" "I hope that doesnt take so long.. I dont want to miss the endgame.." Pedro said in a bit of annoyed tone. "What endgame?" Moses asked while fetching the rotten chair and put it next to Pepe. "WHF.." He grabbed the unconscious and pulled him up, making him sit on the chair. He fixed his upper body and pulled his arms around the back rest to cuff them. Pepes head dangled limp left to right while he was ragged like a doll. "That Hunting stuff?" "Yes..." answered Pedro. "uh... I never.." Moses managed to fix him tightly, then he spread the deers thighs. His cock was still a bit of dripping. He fixed his lower thighs with the legs of the chair. "Its the finale. Four years of prepration, play-offs and all.. They will stream it in every club or bar..." "I.. I know! But i usually dont watch sports..." "Wait.. i just call.." Pedro went off and came back after some moments. With a bit of pride, Moses showed the bound boy. "Ok?" "Yes!" nodded the husky. "But Mr Smith will be here in two hours.. lets get something to dring downtown.."

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Pepe awaked alone. His body hurted, burned, especially arms and legs. He was cold and shivering. He blinked to get the environment clear. He was still there. Just above him a hole in the ceiling making three meters around him a bright spot in the darkness of the warehouse. Dust particles were dancing in the sunbeams.

He was naked. And bound painfull tight onto a chair. His mouth tasted metal. He raised his head, moaning.

Alive. Still alive. And then he remembered what the other boys said about Pedro and his victims. The get sold.. to the meat market.. or organ traders. Fear gripened tightly around his throat. Panic grew. He cursed hisself. Just for that few Dollars... he.. he that wasnt worth it at all. Stupid envelope.

Sure.. it worked well before. He got a new bike.. and clothes.. was able to date some girls... but..

Tears started to flow down his cheeks. He sobbed. Organ traders were the worst.. At the meat market.. ist a quick death.. throat cut, bleed to death.. even the furrier was nicer.. but organ traders.. they just kept them alive while the removed one thing after the others.. with just enough meds not to die..

He trembled.

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"He is back there, Mr. Smith!" Pedros voice cut the silence of the warehouse. Pepe startled. "He looks healthy, almost undamaged!" the husky voice praised him, attended by some black suited guy. "Ok.. I will take a look..." the second one answered. Pepe wasnt able to see his face nor guess his race. "... but i dont expect too much.. and i really get annoyed if you again try to sell me damaged stuff... like the last two times.."

They came closer and Pepe frooze. Dragonbreed. He now was sure he was really in trouble. It order was easy.. usually. There were prey species... and above them predator species. And above all.. dragons.. lizard like anthros, scaled. cold blooded and usually very smart and clever. Its said the dont know any emotions... no compassion and no sorrow. making them the perfect pred for other predators.

This dragon was one head taller than pedro, had red striped scales and quite some horns on his head, but no wings. His eyes had a a cold fire burning as he looked down at Pepe.

The boy shivered as the two put themselves in front his chair. "W.. what are you gonna do to me?" he asked, his heart beating in fear imagine the worst stuff. "What do you think?" The gangs boss spitted. "Earn some Dollars with your pathetic life...?"

Mr. Smith didnt say a word. He stepped in front of the cuffed one and looked at him. Then he fetched some mobile-alike looking device out of his pocket and moved it in front of the naked boy.

"Pedro, please.. i will never do that again, ok? Please, let me go!" Pepe begged now even more intense. "Forget it..." the leather suited crossed his arm. "You think, i am the boss here because i let everyone selling stuff in my quarter go home after i give him a soft reprimand?"

The scalie moved the device at height of the deer boys cock. Pepe looked down in surprise as he feel the some shivering warmth grow down there. "W.. what do you do there?" he asked.

"Keep calm.. i just check you.." the dragonbreed mumbled, grabbed into his pocket again and got some rubber gloves. He put them on with a smacking sound and started to massage the boys now sheathed cock until the tip showed again. Then he moved his right paw between the boys tighs and pressed one of his claw tipped fingers against the boys tailhole. "H..hey!" Pepe shouted more in surprise and pushes his hips upwards to make his but lift frome the chair, about ten centimeters above the surface. More wouldnt have been possible because of the restraints.

"Good boy!" Mr. Smith said. "Just keep like that..." he pushed his finger against the boys anus. With the left paw he got a small capsule out of his other pocket and put it between Pepes thighs on the chair. Then he got a small tube of lube and smeared some of its contents around the boys tailhole.

The whitetail trembled.. almost unable to keep in that position. His muscles spamed. But Mr. Smiths voice sounded like he has to obey..

The dragon stroke with the rubbered fingers along the semi erect cock, then touched the balls and finally pushed the capsule inside the boys rear.

Pepe squeaked as the cold thing entered his tailhole. "What is that?" he asked panicing. "Just sit down and relax" Mr. Smith said with a calm voice. "That wont hurt.." he looked at the boy and Pepe had the impression of seeing a smile on the scaled face.

"Mr Smith?" Pedro asked, breaking the silence again. "500... cash." The dragon raised. "I.." The husky hesitated, then looked down to the deer. "...ok!" He raised his leathergloved paw and seem to wait for Mr. Smith, but the scalie just fetched his wallet, putting a bunch of notes into Pedros paw.

Pepe sank down... saled.. like some.. meat...

"You want me to bring him outside to your car?" Pedro asked after putting the money into his pocket. "No.. not necessary..." Mr. Smith answered short. He looked down to the bound boy.

The deer looked up to him, tears and dirt now forming crusts into his face fur and front. The dragon raised a small device on Pepes throat and pressed it against it. With a fizz it unloaded into the boys body.

Pepe felt a buring sensation, extending from that spot. It flooded his body like a maelstrom, making him fall into warm darkness.

From the outside, it looked different.

The deerboys body spasmed as the stuff got injected. His muscles trembled. He pushed against the restraints, moaning as he lifted his body up and his member started to pulsate, growing quickly. Some moments later he sank down, aswoon and hang limp in the ropes.

"Good boy.." Mr. Smith said in a soft tone, patted the deers headfur and opened the bonds. Pepe fell over and hit smacking the dirty ground to the scalies footpaws.

He bowed down, grabbed him and lifted him like a doll. He throwed him over his shoulders, butt to the frontm whitetails cute tail raised.

He left with him the building and went to the his car, a small pick-up, opening the back door with the remote hin is pocket. He pushed open the door with his foot and threw the boy into the inside.

Inside there were laying four others on a pile. An antelope girl, two rabbitbreed, a male and a female, both white furred and a fox.

They looked sedated and naked like Pepe. Pepe got his spot on the rabbitboy, who was laying with slightly spreaded thighs, butt down, just nect to the girl. His maw was slightly open and the eyes closed.

Mr. Smith arranged the five and put a sheet on all of them. Then he closed the back, got into the car and drove off.