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"If you're going to act like an animal, then you're going to be treated like one. Come here."

The wolf groaned, but crawled across the cold basement floor without a word. Although he was bigger, and should have been stronger, the fox had already made it clear that disobedience would not be tolerated. He may not like what was happening to him, but he could follow the rules he was given. He winced slightly every time the tag on his collar around his neck jingled, as if it was mocking him.

"Oh, look at you! I thought I was going to have to get even more creative with that paddle." He grinned mercilessly down at his pet, noting how deliberate each of his movements were. The discomfort the grey-furred canine was experiencing was mostly due to being tied in an uncomfortable position and would fade soon enough. He'd likely be feeling the sharp soreness on his hindquarters and upper thighs for a few days, however.

As the wolf came within a few feet of the vulpine, he stopped and looked up expectantly. The fox, in turn, reached out a paw and gently scratched between his pet's ears. At first, the wolf closed his eyes and started to shy away, but quickly thought better of it and nosed up against the paw as a dog would. His faced flushed with embarrassment, but it did seem as if the fox's treatment of him was only as bad as his own obedience. Although he may not have chosen to be in this position, he also didn't hate the attention. Before he could stop himself, a soft murmur of content escaped his muzzle.

The fox's grin widened. He slid off his chair and knelt next to the wolf, bringing his other paw up to rub under the wolf's chin. He hadn't expected the wolf to take to being treated as a pet so quickly, but he wasn't going to protest. He would never mistreat a pet, not once he realized he was his. "Sit, boy."

The wolf hesitated and cocked his head to the side, apparently not quite ready to follow every order.

The fox's voice was commanding, but not angry. "When I give you an order, you're going to do as you're told, remember?" The fox ran his paw down the wolf's back until it rested just above the canine's tail. "So if I tell you to sit, you're going to do it. Now, sit." This time, as he gave the command, the fox pressed on the wolf's rear, pushing it to the ground. Although this was a fairly standard training technique for a feral, the wolf was only going to have one chance to understand.

The lupine offered no resistance, apparently accepting what was happening.

"Mmm, that's a good wolfy."

When his butt hit the ground, however, a burning soreness blossomed across it, making him whimper and sit up again. Instinctively, he pressed his head against the fox's chest, suppressing a sob. Even though it was the fox who had caused him this pain, for some reason he didn't hold any resentment toward him.

"Shh, it's okay little wolf." He held the canine's head for a moment before leaning back and sitting cross-legged in front of him. "I know it hurts, but if you behave yourself it won't get any worse." The fox smiled and wiped away a tear that had formed in the corner of the wolf's right eye. "My name is Zylen, by the way. But you're going to call me master or sir unless you're told otherwise. Understand?"

The wolf nodded, pressing against the surprisingly soft pads of the fox's paw. "Y-yes," The wolf looked panicked for a moment, before adding a quick, "sir."

The vulpine smiled warmly. "It's okay, you're still learning. I'll allow a few mistakes here and there. What should I call you?"

"I'm-" The wolf's eyes widened as he realized the trap. He was more clever than that. "Whatever you want to call me, I guess. Sir."

The fox just smirked. "You're right. But just so I know, what's your name?"

"My name is Kace, sir." The wolf's head dropped. This strange dream was getting far too real.

Zylen stood and walked across the room. The wolf started to follow, but a quick "stay" stopped him. As he sat there, he watched the fox remove and discard his shirt and shorts. The vulpine clearly wasn't wearing any underwear, leaving him naked save for his fur. He didn't seem to care, but the wolf blushed heavily. From his scent, the wolf guessed the fox was younger than him, but his built physique made it clear that he could hold his own in a struggle. The fox was definitely attractive, and Kace hoped his own scent didn't betray his appreciation of the fox's naked form.

When the fox returned, he was carrying a small container. "Like what you see, wolf?"

The wolf's eyes snapped up to the fox's. As the fox walked across the room, he had been mesmerized by the slight bounce of the fox's plump sheath and balls. His mind had begun to wander, dirty possibilities flashing through his thoughts. The presence of the fox's crotch just a few feet from his nose was not helping the matter.

The fox chuckled, making the wolf's face burn with embarrassment. "Oh, I can see that you do."

Following the fox's line of sight to his own groin, the wolf shifted uncomfortably and tried to hide it. His tip was peeking from his sheath, just slightly, but enough to be visible.

"Oh no, that's bad. You don't get to hide yourself from me." Growling, the fox used a foot to move the wolf's paws away and spread his legs slightly. "Keep that up and you'll find yourself tied up again."

Kace whimpered. It was only a reflex, he hadn't been trying to upset the fox. The fact that he had disappointed his new master made him feel bad. "I'm sorry, sir." The wolf leaned back on his paws. He tried to make it look as if it were a natural movement, but the motion was jerky, betraying his self-consciousness. Again his eyes wandered across the fox's toned form, silently admiring the defined curves of the fox's muscles.

The fox shrugged. "I believe you." Sitting back in his chair, he unscrewed the lid to the container. For a moment, the wolf felt the Zylen's eyes move over his own body. "You're rather cute, you know." The fox beckoned with a finger, just a few inches from his white-furred sheath. "Come over here."

The wolf's face burned hot enough for him to feel it. "S-sir?" He moved forward, shakily, his breath coming in quick pants.

"Oh please, don't pretend you don't know what I want. And don't pretend you don't want to do it." When the wolf had come close enough, the fox slipped a finger through the collar around his neck and roughly yanked him forward.

In an instant, Kace's head was thrust between the fox's legs. He could feel the heat of the fox's sheath laying across the top of his muzzle. The vulpine's musky scent was intense, more masculine than he'd expected. His own member twitched in his sheath of its own accord, reminding him that he wasn't entirely against his predicament.

Zylen's voice boomed above him. "Breathe it in. Take in my scent, wolf, it owns you now."

Kace whimpered quietly, but did as he was told. He knew he would never forget the commanding musk, or the power it clearly held over him. Vaguely, he was aware that he was nuzzling against the heavy sheath and balls. To his disappointment, it didn't seem to be responding to his actions. His own sheath, however, certainly was responding.

Again the fox spoke, intentionally using the high-pitched voice one might use toward a feral, hoping to rouse some small level of defiance from the other canine. "I bet you're hungry, hmm? Want something tasty?"

The wolf looked up at the fox, somewhat expectantly. A part of him had wanted what was coming from the moment he first saw the fox. That part had been begging for it all along, and he knew it was about to get exactly what it wanted. The wolf's lips parted, but fox released his collar and pushed him back just before his tongue could taste the fox.

"Not so fast. We're going to do this a bit differently." Zylen patted the wolf's head and dipped his paw into the container, scooping out an orange-colored cream with two fingers. As the wolf watched, he brought his paws down and started to coat his crotch with it. Kace drooled slightly as the fox even slipped a finger into his sheath, pushing a fair amount of the substance inside. With a wink, the fox held his messy paw out in front of the wolf's muzzle. "Here boy, lick it clean."

Kace sniffed curiously at the paw, but didn't consider disobeying the fox. Tentatively, he reached out his tongue and ran it over the fox's fingers. The stuff had a strange taste, one which he couldn't identify. Almost like citrus, but not quite. It was sweet, and coated the inside of his mouth with a strange, greasy consistency. He liked it.

Closing his eyes, he ran his tongue over the fingers, doing his best to clean the substance off. It had a strange texture, and seemed to melt in his mouth. It was very warm. He felt his body start to crave the sensation and used his tongue to pull the fox's fingers into his maw to suck them clean.

At some point, the fox had pulled his paw away and directed the wolf's muzzle to his crotch. The wolf's tongue was lapping over the fox's navel and over his inner thighs. His body was on autopilot, just trying to clean the stuff off the fox as he was told. Slowly, he circled in and took each of the fox's balls into his muzzle, gently sucking them clean. They had a distinctive taste to them, full of the fox's salty sweat mixed with the strange cream.

His mind was falling into a slight fog. If he thought about it, he would have realized he would have done whatever he was told, without question. Above him, his sensitive ears could hear the fox moaning slightly, under his breath. His face flushed with pride this time, rather than embarrassment. Just before leaning back, he gave the filling sheath a last lick. He wanted more than anything to continue, but his orders were only to clean, nothing more. With a wag of his tail, he smiled up at the fox. "What next, sir?"

The fox was panting heavily with his head back. He didn't look down at Kace as he said, "You can finish. You missed some."

It took the wolf a moment to understand. The fox's fur was clean, just wet from his own saliva. Leaning forward, he sniffed for some he might have missed, before his nose settled on the tip of the fox's member. It was just starting to poke free from is furry covering. With slight moan to himself, he wasted no time and shoved his tongue down the fox's sheath, causing the smaller canine to gasp.

The fox's sheath had a much stronger taste than the rest of the fox. Ordinarily, it wouldn't be normal to use ones tongue to clean out a sheath; he had one himself, and was aware of how difficult it could be to clean properly. From the taste, it was clear that the fox hadn't done a complete job lately, but he didn't care. It may have been the cream, but taste was making his mouth water as he swirled his tongue around the hot member inside. He was moaning himself, now, almost louder than Zylen. Once the thick foxhood began to push itself free, the wolf regretfully leaned back again, but only because it would be difficult to keep his tongue inside until the fox's knot was free.

Once his muzzle was out of the way, the slick length pushed itself completely out. It was definitely much bigger than he'd expect a fox to have, somewhere around eight and a half inches. It was likely bigger than his own, which had long since found its way onto the cool air to leak happily on the floor. A part of his mind started to piece together that he was collared and on all fours, orally pleasing a male fox. All the while, if his wagging tail left any doubt, his drooling dick was clearly showing his own arousal. His father would kill him if he saw this!

"Oh, you are a good boy." The fox was rubbing between his ears again, making his tail thump against the floor. Kace was strangely happy, sitting there breathing nothing but the fox's heady musk. The red tip of the fox's length just inches in front of his nose was beginning to drip. Without thinking, he slurped the clear liquid and savored its salty-sweet flavor. The fox shuddered. "Whoa there, not just yet. I want something else first."

Kace whined, not liking being kept from tasting the fox further.

With a chuckle, Zylen stood, grabbed the container, and strode over to the bed in the corner of the room. "Come, puppy. We'll be more comfortable over here."

The wolf was hesitant to return to that bed, given the treatment he'd received on it earlier. His body was already responding to the order, however. Obediently, he walked on all fours, keeping pace with the fox as he walked and hopped onto the bed, turning and barking softly at the vulpine.

"Wow, you're really into this." Zylen bent down and kissed his nose. "Let's see how far you'll go."

Kace sat back as the fox got onto the bed and laid on his back. Silently, he watched as the fox again covered his fingers with that cream. He was excited to repeat what he was allowed earlier, especially since the fox clearly enjoyed it so much. His eyes followed the fingers down to the fox's tip, down his the length, and over his knot. Kace's expression changed to one of confusion as the fox's fingers continued past his balls to circle around his tight pink tailhole. He watched intently as the fox slipped one finger, then the other, within his own hole. The fox's cock throbbed slightly as he fingered himself, pushing his fingers in as deeply as he could.

With a grin the fox wiped his fingers clean on his own rear and sat back. "You know what to do. Be a good dog and get busy."

Of course, Kace had no issue with repeating licking the fox's sizeable member. Rather than just licking, however, he took the entire length into his maw in one quick motion. He had been hoping to impress the fox, but misjudged his own ability to fit the member into his muzzle and gaged when it hit his throat. Undeterred, he pushed down, feeling his throat expand to accept the thick, dripping meat.

Whether or not the fox noticed his blunder was lost on him as he started suckling on the hot flesh, letting his tongue run over the fox's balls to clean off all the cream. Once he couldn't taste any more, he pulled away and lapped at the fox's taint, before pulling completely back and looking nervously up at Zylen.

"Aww, wolfy, you're doing so well. Don't stop now." The fox looked back through half-closed eyes, clearly enjoying himself greatly. "Just in case there's any doubt in your mind, I do expect you to stick your tongue in my ass."

Kace's eyes widened at the fox's bluntness. "B-but s-sir, I don't-"

"Now." The wolf only whimpered as the fox lifted his legs, giving the wolf better access to his greased rear end. "I'm not going to say it again."

Leaning down, the wolf started by licking under the foxes hanging balls and where Zylen had wiped his fingers clean, hoping to prolong having to clean out his master's rear. All too quickly, though, he had no choice but to run his tongue across the tight pucker.

The fox growled and arched his back as he did so, the tight ring of flesh pushing out against his tongue. Kace reeled back; he wasn't exactly a virgin, but there was a difference between sticking your dick in someone's butt and sticking your tongue in there. "P-please, sir..." The fox just growled in response. Kace took the threat seriously, realizing that he hated the idea of disappointing his master more than he hated the idea of tasting his tailhole. He lowered his ears, defeated. "Yes, sir."

Slowly, he bent his head down and nosed under the foxes balls, felling the pulsing of his cock against his nose. After taking a deep breath, he slid his nose down until it was just above the tight hole. It certainly didn't smell bad, but the idea of what he was about to do was still somewhat repulsive. Before he could think about it further, he closed his eyes and pressed his tongue against his master's tailhole.

The ring of flesh held tight. Clearly, the fox was going to make him work for this, as if it wasn't enough to make him do it in the first place. The wolf whimpered again and repositioned himself, bringing his paws up to the fox's thighs. He heard the vulpine groan and the flesh in front of his tongue relaxed. Without warning, he slipped inside. Although his immediate instinct was to pull back, the ring clamped down on him, preventing him from doing so.

After a moment, he realized his tongue wasn't picking up the foul taste he had expected. Relaxing slightly, he rubbed his paws along the fox's thighs, signaling his acceptance of his current position. Zylen understood, and again relaxed himself. Rather than pulling away, Kace pushed his tongue deeper, eliciting a pleasured moan from his master.

"Oooh, that's a good wolfy. Go deeper." Zylen was lost in bliss, his head pressed back against a pillow. He couldn't help but squirm and grasp at the bed sheets; although he was the master, for the moment he was not in control. Kace held that power, even though he didn't know it. As his tongue curled around inside the fox, he reached one of his paws around the fox's leg to slowly paw at Zylen's aching member. The fox moaned and pressed his hips up against the paw.

Kace's was definitely pushing his tongue deeper than the Zylen had pushed his fingers. Both of them knew that, and to Zylen's surprise - it only made him want to push himself in deeper. Although he could feel his tongue pushing against another ring of flesh inside the fox, he was far more interested in the moaning he could produce by pushing against the lump he found just past the outer one. This, he knew, was the fox's prostate, and he took great pleasure in the squirts of pre which dripped over his paw when he focused his efforts on it.

For several minutes, Kace rimmed the fox. At some point, he became aware of the fox's footpaws playing with his own engorged cock. Experimentally, he pressed himself back against the paws. After he didn't receive any arguments from his master, he started humping between the fox's foot pads in earnest, pawing the fox and licking all the while. Again, he was surprised at how soft the fox's pads were. He was pretty sure he could get off like this if he continued for much longer.

Originally, the thought eating the fox out was a turn-off, but the result was the exact opposite. It was with a regretful sigh that he eventually pulled his tongue out and slurped up the underside of the fox's balls. "Sir... I, um, think I got everything."

Zylen was panting. Due to the wolf's ministrations, he'd made quite a mess of Kace's paw and his own stomach. "Mmrph, I think so. Be a good pup and clean all this up, will you?" Weakly, he motioned toward his pre-drenched stomach fur.

Kace was more than happy to oblige the other canine, and quickly lapped up the sweet mess soaking into his master's fur. Unlike some of the males he'd been initiate with, he truly enjoyed all the tastes his fox had exposed him to, even those of his clearly-clean tailhole. Kace licked made a show of licking his lips and smiled up at the fox, waiting for his next order.

"You're not done, wolf. All of it. Your mess too."

Again the wolf found his limits being pushed, but he'd gone too far to disappoint Zylen now. After all, he'd just had his tongue as deep up his ass as he could stick it. With a nod, Kace sat up and lifted the fox's legs, bringing the vulpine's feet up to his muzzle. It was only fair - he had personally made them as slick as fox's stomach was just moments ago.

Keeping his eyes locked on his master's, he began to run his tongue over the fox's feet. He tasted mostly himself as he slowly brought each to into his warm maw and sucked it clean of his juices. Although it was clear the fox didn't derive the same enjoyment as when the wolf was rimming or sucking him, he was acutely aware that the fox was enjoying the treatment. His eyes were closed and a lazy smile crossed his lips as he wiggled his toes in the lupine's muzzle.

"Mmm, that's good enough. Come here." Lowering his feet, the fox gestured for the wolf to come closer.

At this point, there was no longer any question when the fox gave an order. With a quick nod. The wolf leaned forward over the fox, only to be pulled down by the collar - his collar - until he was nose-to-nose with the vulpine.

Zylen had his eyes closed as his tongue pressed against the wolf's lips. Softly, he murmured, "Kiss me, pet." Without waiting for a response, he turned his muzzle to the side and pressed it up against the wolf. Fortunately for his pet, Kace pressed back, letting the teeth interlock as their tongues met. For Zylen, this was a familiar taste; the strongest taste on the wolf's breath was the cream he'd spread on himself. The substance was his own concoction, which contained a fairly powerful aphrodisiac amongst a few other chemicals and favors. The effect clearly wasn't lost on himself, but he enjoyed it nearly as much as his wolf was. For Kace, this was a yet another new taste, that of his master's muzzle. Without realizing it, he moaned into the kiss.

As their tongues danced, Zylen was squeezing their pulsing members together with both paws. After he pressed himself up against the wolf several times, the lupine got the message and began pushing back, starting to hump against the fox's cock in his primal need. After a few minutes, both canine's stomachs were again slick with their collective mess.

It was Zylen who broke the kiss and turned away, gently pushing the wolf up. "Gods, you're possibly the best pet I've had. I'm used to far more resistance. I think you've earned yourself a reward."

Kace smiled, but tilted his head. A reward? Again, a part of his mind was aware of how absurd this was; a few hours ago he was a noble wolf, but now his greatest pleasure - greater than pressing his dick against this handsome fox - was being told he earned a reward from the fox, a 'lesser' canine. If it wasn't before, his tail was definitely wagging now. "Yes sir!"

"Mmm, over on the table there's a leash and a bottle of lube. Go fetch them for me."

The wolf raised an eyebrow, but crawled off the bed and wandered over to the table as ordered. "Lube, sir? I d-don't know if I can, um..." his voice trailed off. Last time he tried to bottom for another guy, things didn't go well. He ended up screaming in pain and sinking his teeth into the other male's shoulder. The other wolf ended up in the hospital after the ordeal. The thought that he might do this to his master terrified him. Worse, the fox was a good inch and a half longer than his other partner had been.

Zylen growled. "Just bring it over here. No questions."

When the wolf returned, he offered the items to his fox as ordered.

However, Zylen shook his head. "Not like that. That's not how a good pet asks his master to put his leash on."

Kace nodded, understanding. Placing the items on the edge of the bed, he picked the leash up with his muzzle and barked through closed teeth toward the fox.

Zylen smiled, patting the wolf's head. "That's much better." After placing his paw, palm up, under the wolf's muzzle, Kace released the leash. In a practiced motion, the fox latched the end of the leach to the wolf's collar.

With a tug on the leash and a tap to the edge of the bed, Kace hopped back up, once again straddling the fox's hips. Thanks to the effects of the fox's orange elixir, neither canine's member had flagged, even slightly. Zylen motioned with his head to the bottle of lube. "You're going to fuck me. Get yourself ready."

Kace was confused by this, but grabbed the bottle anyway. Every time he thought he had the fox figured out, he through another curve ball. "You want me to..."

"Yes. It shouldn't be that surprising, I already had you using your tongue on me."

Kace nodded and squirted a liberal amount of lube on his length. He was still leaking rather copiously, but he wasn't willing to risk hurting his fox. He was still a bit confused by his orders, though. "I'll do as you say."

"Mm, of course you will." Keeping a firm hold on the leash, the fox lifted his legs and rested them on his pet's shoulders.

Kace smiled warmly down at his master, lining his thick member up with the fox's still-wet hole. He was surprised by how easily he was able to push his length into the fox; after only a moment, his knot was pressing against the fox's tailhole. He truly expected the fox to wince in pain or try to pull away. Instead, Zylen moaned and pressed himself against the intruding member. "Oh gods, you feel good. Don't hold back."

Kace was confused. None of his other experiences in mating had gone so easily. There were always pain and plenty of "I'm sorry"s and "Are you okay"s. This was new to him, so he was still hesitant to just start thrusting in to the fox. He never thought he'd be able to stuff over five inches of meat into another living being and make them moan in pleasure. The fox was begging for more. After a few thrusts, it was clear to him that this wasn't going to change, and be became very willing to oblige his moaning master.

After a few minutes, he was groaning with exertion. The fox was tight and warm; he was lost in the sensation of taking his master, his thoughts were flashing back to when he had his master in his muzzle, and even when his master was using that infernal paddle on his rear end. If the lube he coated himself with wasn't enough, his own body was providing enough slickness to keep going. Even still, he was sure that Zylen's moans were always stronger and louder than his own - it was still important, above all else, that the fox was enjoying this.

"Erf, stop for a second, puppy. I want you to knot me." Zylen was panting heavily, but pressing up against Kace's chest.

That thought hadn't even occurred to him. Although he was certainly enjoying himself, most of his satisfaction was derived from the fact that the fox was squirming in pleasure under him. His own climax, which would likely require tying to the fox, wasn't even on his mind.

Once Kace slowed to a stop, Zylen shifted, letting Kace's hard, throbbing member slip free of his stretched and used rear end. Grinning, the fox flipped himself over, getting onto all fours. Giving a strong and forceful tug on the leash, Zylen pulled his wolf down on top of him. "I swear, if you don't fuck me as hard as you can, I'll see that you never sit straight again."

Kace whimpered, feeling his wet tip poking under the fox's tail. "Yes, sir, I promise I'll do my best for you." Kace wrapped his arms around the fox, still being held in place by the leash. He knew the position would prevent him from getting too rough, but it's not like he had much choice in the matter.

Once again, he was able to push himself in up to his knot without much effort. Apparently, his fox was loose enough to take him, but still tight enough to make his cock throb with need. Although he was prepared for the quick insertion this time, he wasn't prepared for the sharp shove backward from the fox which forced his knot in, too. Both canines gasped at this, but it appeared that Zylen enjoyed it more. "Oooh, I needed this. I need you. Take me, puppy."

Seeing the fox take his full length so easily put most of the worries he had at ease. "Yes, sir!" With a slight hesitation, he pulled his hips back, feeling his knot pop free. Although the sensation was not lost upon him, again his fox moaned loudly. Clearly Zylen enjoyed having over seven inches of wolf shoved in his ass, knot included. He knew that his knot would swell as he came, but his was at the point where he didn't care. Not only did the fox feel amazing, he seemed to be enjoying himself more than Kace was. As a test, he quickly shoved his knot back in, only to yank it out just as quickly.

After only receiving a sharp "Oh!" in response, he grinned darkly and began slamming himself into the fox. He was no longer worried about hurting his master, it was clear to him that he couldn't possibly be too rough for the vulpine. Knot fucking another person is one of the things most canines fantasize about, but don't ever get to experience. Kace told himself it was the only way to properly follow his orders, and that it was for his master. On some level, he knew it really was only for the vulpine. Every time he pulled back, he tried to pull his full length from the fox, only to slam it back in with a loud, lewd slap. Each thrust shoved at least seven inches of cock into the fox, and stretched him at least the three inches his uninflated knot was wide.

At some point, Zylen released his leash, moaning something like, "you're holding back!" He was groaning and pressing his head into the mattress, panting heavily. This wolf was probably the best he'd ever had, but he wasn't about to let him think he was getting off easy. "Harder!"

Kace leaned back, firmly grasping the fox's hips. He certainly wasn't being gentle, as he could feel small clumps of the Zylen's fur pulling free into his paws. Still, the fox's enjoyment was foremost in his mind, definitely above his own. He could hear the fox's cock slapping against his stomach with each thrust; that fact alone kept him squirting pre deep into the fox's bowels. While this fox was clearly his, he knew he belonged to the fox completely. There was no contesting that fact, nor did he care to.

Eventually, he felt himself reaching the undeniable conclusion to their rough mating. Knowing he was beyond forming coherent words, he bent down to try to signal this to the fox, but found himself sinking his teeth into the exposed vulpine's neck.

Zylen got the message clearly enough. He'd been on the edge since the wolf had first shoved his knot in, and this was more than enough to send him completely past it. His wolf had performed wonderfully; he'd never reached a climax without the assistance of something clamping down on his knot, let alone completely paws-free. He yelled out, vocally reaching his climax. Kace's knot slammed home one last time as he felt his own seed splash across his neck and chin. That knot was his as much as the wolf was, and he wasn't about to let either go.

The wolf tried to free himself from the fox's constricting embrace, but found that he couldn't. The convulsions of the fox around his member quickly triggered his own climax. He knew he was cumming, hard, shooting his load deep inside the fox. In short thrusts, he shoved the inch behind his knot into the canine. More importantly, though, he could feel a warm, slick liquid hitting his nose. It smelled strongly of the fox, and his mind told him he'd made his master cum as hard as he was, which mean more to him than anything else.

As the rush of hormones faded, he recognized the rich taste of blood on his tongue. Apparently, at some point during their mating, his teeth had pierced the fox's skin. Under different circumstances, this would have been an undeniable show of dominance, but Kace knew better. Although he had taken the fox, the fox owned him. And he loved the very thought.

Zylen was panting heavily, weakly tugging on Kace's leash. "That was incredible." The two collapsed onto their sides as the lupine ran his tongue caringly over the fox's wounds. "But you made a mess again."

Kace murmured weakly, nuzzling into his master's neck. "I'll clean it up." He began licking under the fox's chin, tasting the fox's intoxicating seed, but his will was fading. "Thank you, sir."

Zylen was already half asleep, but managed to grasp the wolf's paw in his. "You're a keeper, wolf. You'd better not try to get away from me."

Kace's knot had expanded a least another inch, and wouldn't be leaving his abused tailhole any time soon. "No sir. You have my word."

The fox pushed back against the wolf, the toll of reaching such a strong orgasm very nearly taking control of him. "Good boy."

Kace sighed, holding his fox tight, as the two drifted off to sleep.