Satisfying Pact
#4 of Deep Ties
Satisfying Pact
Deep Ties Chapter #3
This is a direct continuation of the Deep Ties series, and since it's been so long since I've posted in this series, I'd recommend going back and reading through one or both of the previous two chapters so the names and characters are easily recognized and visualized. Hopefully this one is on par with the others and keeps the pants-less masses happy for at least 15 minutes or so ;).
As always, Gerik is my character, Cealan is Cealan's character, and all others come from a deep dark place in my head I call the gutter. Leave a comment if you enjoy and favorite the story if you don't reach the end for whatever reason. It only takes a few moments and it's greatly appreciated! They're the main reason I'm coming back and continuing :)
Darkness had fully set hours ago, and the silence of the night inside the fishing warehouse was being rhythmically interrupted by the sound of rubbery flesh contacting firm, rigid skin. The sounds of fish being prepped usually resounded during the day inside the somewhat small warehouse, but nights were silent apart from the occasional ocean breeze hitting the sides of the building and causing a creak. The sheet metal walls of the main prep room were somewhat dingy and rusted unlike the main hallway, obviously past their prime in the salty environment. However, those walls echoed noises deliciously in the opinion of certain, current occupants tonight though.
Standing opposite of each other around a prep-table, a tall shark and white rhino towered over a whimpering male squirming atop the counter. Laying belly-down on the oily surface, Clomp was slipping back and forth between the two better males as the shark's dual claspers impaled his throat and his own friend fucked his ass relentlessly. Tonight was the first night he'd felt anything so big beneath his tail, or anything at all for that matter, and his own friend had mounted him moments after a shark had stolen his virginity. Clomp could feel each squelch of the shark's spent cum splashing about within him with each thrust, and it spilled out around the massive flesh of the cream-colored rhino whenever Kliph would hilt and grunt gruffly over him.
The gray fucktoy had been bound with kelp tying both wrists to a collar of the same slimy plant on the front, giving the once-strong rhinoceros a begging appearance. It suited the way he whimpered and moaned in pained ecstasy between his two captors. His own cock was bulging and drooling prefluid all over the counter, mixing with the mess of seed and fluids from when the sharks had taken him earlier. Clomp couldn't resist receiving pleasure, but he tried his hardest not to enjoy it knowing he wouldn't be allowed release when getting punished. If he'd have been more compliant and easy, things might have been different. But compliant and easy is not what a strong rhino is known for, and an obstinate nature had made his father the man he was today.
With Clomp laying forwards with spread knees on the counter top, his calves had been guided around his fellow rhino's sides and tied in place above the small tail at the ankles with thick, strong kelp. The cream-colored male was mounting and fucking his friend and associate who also happened to be their boss' son, and he made sure he got every bit of revenge for weekends and nights he had to work with every last thrust and grunt. Kliph didn't care what the boss did to him for raping the only son though, he'd been staring at that gray ass for years now without any release except his paw in the bathroom on occasion. The nice sharks had just handed that deliciously tight and previously unused ass to him on a platter with plenty of shark-cum provided internally to use as a musky, slimy lubricant, and he was savoring every moment as his hips smoothly hammered back and forth.
Lurk was glaring down at the gray rhino's large horns trying to find a good handle on them to use in an interesting and dominant way; he always liked to have unique forms of fun with species he'd never fucked before. Eventually he just settled on grabbing the large horn with his strong hand and the smaller horn with his other to help pump that face up and down against his groin and occasionally twisted it from side to side just to hit the wrong angle on purpose and stretch the neck of their cock-sheath.
Clomp's throat was not accustomed to getting fucked in the slightest, but the gagging and heavy breathing from the abused and tormented fucktoy showed the punishment for trying to take the shark's fish was being quite effective. The tears wetting the hands of the tall shark face-fucking the gray rhino also showed this muscled bitch was going to remember it for years to come.
"So when do you... Mmm.. think his father's going to... Rrng... be here?" Lurk asked the male opposite of the abused rhino somewhat casually. The muscular shark's hips didn't miss a beat, and he just continued plowing both massive claspers into the tight throat.
"F... Five AM, sharp." Kliph replied, his body undulating at the same rhythm as Lurk to stuff the resistant bitch in unison.
"What a... Mm... crazy fucker..." Lurk said jokingly before looking down with a lusty grunt, his paw leaving Clomp's large horn to slap their new toy across the cheek audibly. "If I feel a tooth again without asking, Darktide will be forcing himself in that ass along with your little buddy here, got it?" He said in a dark, demeaning tone. The red print of the shark's hand began showing on the gray rhino's face almost instantly, adding a sting that hurt Clomp's pride more then his cheek.
"We'll have plenty of time to get this slut ready for the meeting then, although it'll be a bit earlier than originally proposed." Lurk continued afterwards, controlling his breathing and moaning a bit better now that he could focus on work even while fucking a tight throat. He usually didn't talk much while fucking or at all, but the sharks needed information.
"Why'd you se... Fuck, he tightened up!..." Kliph responded while shuddering, his uncut cock slipping back and forth at a slower pace now as shark-cum from the previous fucking gushed out around his phallus impaling the gray rhino's ass. It took a few moments, but the creamy male continued on with renewed vigor in his breeding. "Ung.. Why'd you send the orca here so early if you have an appointment tomorrow?" Kliph asked curiously, his body bent over his friend in a true doggy style position as sweat began dripping down onto that gray, muscled back.
"To acquire some help on the negotiating table, of course." Lurk replied with another loud slap to the boss' son's cheek. "This silly rhino just tried to rape our delivery guy and steal our fish while you were off in the bathroom. Such a poor sport he is, being the boss's son and all. It's just too bad you walked in just in time to get caught up in the act and were humiliated by being forced to fuck this evil rapist in front of us." Lurk said with a toothy grin over to the pachyderm being treated more and more like a friend of the shark tribe.
"You sharks... You'll.. Ugh!... Cumming!..." The creamy rhino cried out, the tightened up rump of their bitch sending him over the edge faster than expected. Kliph tried to make it last and hold off, but his nuts began tightening up and hoisting towards the base of his meaty, uncut cock.
"Darktide! Come watch! This rhino's going to blow!" Lurk cried out over to his brother with his deep, accented voice, the youngest of the pack having been forced to go grab the cart and put the fish in the fridge room so they wouldn't spoil while Clomp was taught his lesson.
"Almost there!" Darktide yelled back, the small shark running to make it in time with his wet footsteps slapping and echoing through the large main room. He made it just in time to slide and run into the table with a thud before his snout lowered and he was face-to-face with the pistoning rhino-cock.
"Pull out of him, Kliph. We'll give him a good bath to help him remember us by..." Lurk ordered with a grunt, and with a lewd slurping noise both claspers were quickly pulled free from the confines of Clomp's neck.
Almost a foot and a half of two thick, pulsing cocks slapped the gray rhino's cheek before resting on either side of the two horns lined up on the fucktoy's face. Likewise, Kliph obediently pulled his monstrous erection from the bowels of his friend. The foreskin on the rhino's cock was filled with prefluid mixed with leftover sharkcum that had been left in Clomp's ass earlier, and the accumulated fluid soon drooled out when Kliph pushed his cockbase up against the cleft of his friend and ground forwards to pull the excess skin back. The little 'pool' that was at his glans gushed out over Clomp's back like a mini-orgasm, and Darktide's snout looked disappointed.
"Aww.. I was hoping for..." Darktide began before he saw the entire, veined cock of the cream-colored rhino flare up and the large sac bounce audibly. "Holy.. sh.." He started before he was drowned out by the magnificent roar of the orgasming rhino.
Elephants have large trunks to help make their orgasmic trumpets, but rhinos just have a grunting roar and scraping of their feet to show their bliss. With the slippery floor, the scraping was fast and quiet, but the grunting reverberated for almost an entire minute as the creamy rhino tried incessantly to push and ram his dick 'deeper' into the cleft of his friend.
The glans looked as big as a solid fist, and a thick vein just beneath it looked like it was about to burst as a wave of cum erupted. Lurk's body shook and shivered just afterwards, but even his noises of orgasmic pleasure were squelched by the rhino's own. Both claspers of the muscled shark poured out their tasty, slimy seed all over Clomp's face and back while Kliph launched his first few blasts all over Lurk's muscled chest and abs all the way on the other side of their cum-dump. After the first few pumps, the seed landed where it was supposed to, and the seed of both males mixed to form a humiliating mess of male essence all over the Blue Savannah's boss' son. The stench of seed, sweat, and male sex filled the room to even overpower the salty fish smell stained into the walls and floor, and the source of it all was the bitch of a rhino whose pride was now dashed and broken like the jets of cum crashing against his back and face.
"Oooo... Me next..." Said Darktide quietly as his eyes stayed locked onto Kliph's pulsing, spent cock, infatuated with its shape, size and obvious abilities.
The veins were still bulged and full, keeping that massive dick rock hard even after it had begun to drool out its last. The youngest shark couldn't help but reach out and pull the foreskin up, forming a pool of the slippery mess again. Kliph couldn't move or say anything even though his glans was far too sensitive to be touched in this state comfortably. The fondling only made more of his seed drool out by force, and his internal muscles fluttered as he shivered and shook. The creamy rhino's eyes closed and he could just envision the small shark's touching and exploring of his lengthy rod of flesh.
The ever hungry Darktide just grinned, knowing just how both rhinos felt since he'd been in each situation plenty of times. Although claspers don't have a foreskin to play with naturally, his brothers would stroke his glans just to watch him quiver and be brought to tears in pleasure after they gave him release. The small shark wasn't as evil with Kliph, though. Instead he formed the deepest pool of cum in the foreskin that he could, waiting till the tip was bulging like a small balloon before he leaned forwards and vacuumed the slimy seed into his mouth to savor like a fine wine. His tongue made sure not even a slight smear was left over in the soft, sensitive skin.
The flavor and texture was far better than a climax to the young shark, and he smiled dreamily as he laid his head down on the cum-covered rhino's back to smear some of that mess into his cheeks. He was a cumslut, and he loved every moment of it judging by his tail's steady, pleased swaying.
"Aww... You made Darktide happy... How about we discuss your role here at Blue Savannah further while we get this bitch ready for his meeting with daddy?" Lurk said to Kliph with a friendly but dark grin on his snout. His hand then reached down and grabbed both of his claspers to smear his dicks into the face of the gray rhino.
Darktide's eyes lit up when his casual name was mentioned, but for once he wasn't the bitch that was being prepped. He rolled his head off of the gray rhino's back and continued to bask in the sticky, drying mess covering his face and the inside of his mouth for a while longer. Lurk would have to do the heavy lifting anyways...
The tribe's self-proclaimed smart-guy stepped out of the pitch black room he'd been in for the past few hours or so with a slight limp. Gerik's face showed only a bright smirk and a sated expression as he looked around the large prep room for his brothers and their new toys. Cealen emerged a few moments later with his fore-slit drooling cum and his aft-slit doing likewise. The dark-green and white killer whale seemed a bit tender as well as he rested a paw on the tigershark's back, and his heavy breathing began to slow a bit. By the look of the two, they'd fallen asleep for a little while and woken up only to continue fucking.
"Where'd they all go?" Cealan asked while his free paw wiped up some of the spent seed drooling from both slits.
With his recent inauguration as the shark's fucktoy, he could differentiate different males, including himself, based solely on the flavor of the cum that drooled from him. He just smiled as he tasted himself and Gerik mixed with the spent cum of the rhino from before, and although he wasn't quite a connoisseur like Darktide, he knew he'd eventually be there with enough time.
"By the sound of things earlier, a freight train ran through here and wiped them out." Gerik said with a laugh as he remembered the roar and echoing sounds of Kliph waking them earlier. "I'm sure they're getting ready for the meeting though. Did you see the main office when you were being led in here?"
Cealan thought for a few moments and then shook his head. He couldn't remember much from the incident other than how embarrassed he was that he was drooling cum the entire time he was being 'shown' inside by the rhinos at the door.
"I guess we'll just have to walk down the hall and listen for moaning then." Gerik said with a playful roll of his eyes.
They both set off towards the hallway and soon found a trail of drying seed, but it stopped at a set of stairs leading to the second floor.
"Ah, the cum-dripping stopped. Darktide must've caught up with them." Cealan noted with a chuckle, walking behind Gerik.
The orca knew his place as a sex toy to the sharks and always knew to walk behind them, but he was treated much more like a friend, especially by the tattooed one. It was amazing that for so long he'd had girlfriends, boyfriends, and fuckbuddies, but the only ones that could treat him with respect and sate his desires were the friends that had raped him and used him for their pleasure multiple times. Simply walking behind a shark showed where he belonged in comparison, and although he'd despised the idea of being treated in such a manner before, he couldn't help but feel secure and loved knowing he was there now.
The feelings were strange but exciting to the orca; like nothing he'd experienced before, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub his rubbery hand along Gerik's back and side in a submissive and thankful gesture of appreciation.
Gerik's back tensed for a moment at the unexpected feeling, but slowly he turned and looked Cealan in the eyes. With a playful but enigmatic grin that had been shown to him when he'd initially been alone with and taken by the smooth, muscled shark, their lips met for the first time in something that was anything but dominant and demeaning. The intimidating shark's lips and touch were soft and subtle, the agility and strength being used in a manner to practically make the orca melt in the arms of the aquatic male that wrapped around him smoothly. When the orca was alone with the shark, there was an aura that surrounded the two that Cealan couldn't describe.
Cealan's eyes lidded for a moment as his lips were slowly pried open, and the shark's own tongue flicked along the wide muscle that had pleasured Gerik and his brother's dicks quite a few times before. The kiss was over just as quickly as it happened though, and the shark turned back around to angle his snout upwards after a simple and affectionate hug. It was back to business as usual as Gerik picked up the sound of a cockslap resounding off of rhino-flesh.
"Ah, that sounds like them." Gerik said before heading over towards a door at the end of the hallway.
By the time both the whale and shark were standing at the door to the corner office, it was easy to hear whimpering and slapping sounds. It was far too fast for just one male to be doing the cock bludgeoning though, and as soon as the door opened, they saw all three males with their cocks batting against Clomp's flushed and drooling snout. The three males were all towering over the cockslut's muzzle with both of Darktide's paws keeping the head from moving around too much while being abused.
"We're letting you choose which dick you want to take in the ass, boy. Whimper out between one and three times." Darktide said in his somewhat effeminate voice down to the bound and gagged rhino.
The prisoner was less than responsive and compliant though, and he simply tried to shake and squirm defiantly in response.
"You little bitch, you'll take all of them at once if you don't choose." Lurk said with a grunt as he once again sounded out a lewd squelch of cum-covered cock meeting cheek.
Clomp had been propped up on the boss' desk, drooling cum over all of the papers and office supplies that were unfortunate enough to be left there. The gray rhino's chest was lying against the top facing away from where the boss would sit, and his ass was propped up by knees that were locked just over shoulder-width apart by a spreader bar placed between the thighs. The feet were left to dangle off the edge, and the captors had been nice enough to place pads beneath the knees so the rhino wouldn't be too sore by the time daddy-rhino came in within the next hour or so.
From the doorway, most of Clomp's form was hidden by the backs and sides of the two sharks and the slutty rhino they'd given free reign too, but they could see the cocks bouncing and sliding lewdly all along the gray pachyderm's cheeks.
"I think his arms should be suspended from the ceiling instead of tied to his neck like that. He'd look even more helpless and broken." Gerik said with a smirk as he stepped beside the other three and just draped his dicks right over Clomp's forehead to add to the humiliation.
The gray rhino's tears were still dripping and his mouth was once again gagged by one of the 'extinct' fish the sharks farmed and harvested, leaving him choking on each breath he forced through nostrils that were placed right in the groins of so many males. The stench of cum, arousal, sweat, musk, and men overwhelmed him. His father would not stand for this type of treatment normally, but he'd been caught by the sharks and they did as they pleased with him knowing they were well within their rights.
"That's not a bad idea, but there's nowhere to latch on the ceiling besides the light." Darktide replied as his snout angled upwards and motioned to an extravagant chandelier that accentuated the boss' classy tastes in such a smelly line of work.
Gerik just grinned and left for a moment to grab a long piece of kelp that had been placed with the fish on the cart. Upon returning, his fingers began tying a hangman's noose in the thick plant before he swung it up towards the chandelier in the middle of the ceiling. The cold kelp hung down before getting swiped up and guided over towards the rhino poised on the desk. Without a word, the tattooed shark sliced the kelp binding Clomp's arms and they both fell limply to the top of the desk. The gray rhino's spirit wasn't fully broken by now, but his arms were asleep and he couldn't even move his fingers as one arm was lifted upwards and tied to the end of the kelp.
Because the chandelier was quite wide and showy for such a factory type environment down below, Clomp's arm was out at an angle. Gerik then tied another piece of kelp around the opposite side of the chandelier so the second arm could be suspended as well. The assembled group had to move out of the way, but once a chair was place between both suspended arms for the shark's negotiator to sit, it was obvious what was going to be on display for the entirety of the 'talks' they had planned with the prisoner's father. It looked like the gray rhino was kneeling forward in a bowing position with his arms out in front and above... His face would practically be in the lap of whoever sat opposite the boss.
"There we go. That should suffice..." Gerik said before looking over towards the others in the room.
They all just stared wide-eyed at the situation and the practically sobbing rhino that had been so strong and domineering only a few hours before. Clomp's upper body was now held up a few inches from the desk's top by the arms tied to the chandelier, leaving him fully exposed in all manners of the word. It did nothing to sate their insatiable needs though, and Lurk practically charged the desk in a brisk walk.
"Well, we've got a bit of time left before the meeting, let me give his ass a fresh load for added effect." He said as he walked around to stand over the bound rhino from behind.
Gerik knew there was no stopping the big brute of a shark with the look in those eyes, so he just laughed and smirked while Clomp was mounted once again.
"Fine.. It seems we'll need to give both these rhinos a fresh stuffing for the boss' arrival... Let's start prepping." He said as he grabbed his own claspers and began to stroke lewdly. Gerik's free arm grabbed the orca and pushed him over towards the grinning and erect Kliph, knowing the two would be a good pair for him to keep busy before they got a few more things staged for the meeting.
Walking into the building his family had owned and operated for three generations, Rox dropped his suitcase by the inside of the main door and left it there. When you ran a business that prepped fish, there wasn't much to do other then sit around and rake in the money while exploring alternative means of income. Especially when dealing in shady practices with shady sources, dealing just as shady goods. In his line of work, the briefcase was for show, the tie came off as soon as he was inside, and his staunch, stern snout turned to a little less obstinate one upon entering the business he owned. Appearances tended to not matter much when the entire place smelled like rotten fish.
It may be a bit more dangerous, but his company had leaped from bankruptcy and now ran the entire side of the wharf one way or the other. It was humiliating for such a large, well-known rhino to have even walked into a bank to ask for a loan back in the day, but luckily he met the right people at the right time to give him a source of income larger than most can dream of. Selling fish is what he did, and as long as he never found out what was inside the fish he peddled for so much money to places around the world, he was safe legally and financially.
To grab the other side of the wharf and take it under his control for good like he always planned, he'd need an extra source of income from something that was a little less dangerous to supply a steady stream of funds if all else failed. Selling an exotic fish sounded good enough to Rox if things still looked good after more details were revealed. Dealing with sharks wasn't his first choice though, since they tend to go overboard at times and their bite is much more intimidating than their bark; but what harm could just a meeting do? He'd get to see what was available, and possibly gain the opportunity to start buying places with the extra money that had previously been looking to buy him out only a few years before.
He had to admit that noone he knew crossed a shark or had even seen the tribal types he had initially talked to, but noone he knew was ever burned by one either. Sound business practices and ethics was what the rhino needed for his takeover of the city wharf, not a police investigation and a subpoena.
That meeting was in a few hours though, so the burly rhino slipped into the bathroom to change into something a bit more fitting for work. He couldn't go around helping to clean fish or give orders in the oily environment wearing a suit and tie, so he kept a set of work clothes to wear when he didn't need to look good. With his physique it was hard to find clothes that fit properly though.
Being almost six and three quarters feet tall and carrying a physique fitting of a fully grown rhino, there just wasn't a casual clothing company willing to fit a shirt or pair of pants specifically to his shape. He had a slight belly, but as a rhinoceros it was in his genes, just like the bulging muscles beneath the tough armor-like skin he had. It was almost like he had firm plates that covered his muscles, helping accentuate each even more so than normal skin would.
Because of this clothing issue, Rox kept just a loin-cloth to wear while on the prep floor. He'd have to make his rounds eventually after dropping his lunch off in his office, so he always slipped into the more comfortable piece of clothing first. Even if it hid just the bare essentials...
After slipping out of his suit and folding it neatly to be used later for the meeting with the sharks, the older rhino tucked his limp dick down by his sac to help fit the loincloth onto his form more easily. It was always a bit tight, and the leather bulged and strained with each step he took even when unerect. It was more comfortable than a suit though, and he had to admit he liked the looks he got from both the men and women under him. Most of which were under him at one point or another in all senses of the word.
The thought got Rox grinning as he stepped out of the bathroom, but unfortunately it got a response from his hidden dick too. He grunted quietly to himself as he walked down the hallway, trying to lift his leg and adjust himself even though the leather kept making the lewdest of noises at times. His office was only a few more steps away though, so he reached for the handle just like any other day.
The adult rhino's eye-ridge perked as his fingers slipped on something slick and slimy on the knob, and once he lifted his fingers up to his snout to smell just what it was, there was no mistaking it.
"What the hell is cum doing on my door handle? Do those horny fucks of floor workers get off doing it in my office at night? Jeeze..." Rox said before he grabbed once again and shoved the door open with a grunt.
His eyes then gazed upwards and followed the hanging kelp down to where his own son lay kneeled and bound on his desk. With wide eyes and jaw gaped, the rhino stepped forwards slowly and looked towards the side where a lone shark was standing comfortably with crossed arms and tail swaying slowly behind.
"Good morning, Rox. I trust you slept well?" Gerik said casually while watching Rox's face shift from disbelief to concern, and then quickly to anger.
The subtle motions of the tough rhino's snout were hard to follow, but eventually the poker face was brought into play and made the rhino practically unreadable even by the shark.
"I slept well, yes. Your meeting wasn't for another 5 hours. I'm not dressed for the occasion, but it seems you aren't either." Rox replied while gazing over the intricately tattooed shark that stood nude to the side of the desk being used like a trophy stand for his bound son.
"I was going to go home and prepare, but my orca delivery boy was abducted and dragged into the building once your son here saw what kind of fish he was selling." Gerik replied, motioning over towards the 'prisoner'.
"I find that hard to believe. My son isn't necessarily the brightest of pachyderms, but he knows not to do something as stupid as that." The rhino replied, his voice showing a hint of agitation now as his self control began to crumble.
The shark just nodded knowingly and stepped closer to the son whose eyes were closed and shuddering. The younger rhino wasn't in pain, but his pride was only getting struck further and further into oblivion while his own father stared him down from across the room. The cum had dried, but his tears only moistened it and allowed it to drool down onto the floor below which made the room stink more of the aquatic males and his own friend.
Gerik looked down at the bound fucktoy and grunted out his words in a sharply accented tone.
"Did you tug Cealan, the orca you saw earlier, into the building and try to rape him with the intent of taking our fish while your friend was in the bathroom?" He asked, his smooth paw reaching down and grasping the rhino's head to force it to angle up.
The shark was now able to look the bound bitch in the eyes, and his toothy smirk and burning gaze was enough to convince Clomp that he'd best comply. He knew what sharks did to those that broke their trust in business matters, and going through that again was not on his list of things to do in the near or distant future.
The bound male simply nodded and cringed as his head was dropped again. A loud grunt resounded as the angry father charged the desk. He didn't even look to Gerik though, his eyes and focus were solely on his son. The disappointment, anger, and rage burned a hole right through Clomp's forehead as he was immediately lectured by his enraged father.
"How could you humiliate our family like this!? Have I not taught you better than to abduct and rape someone for money? What were you thi... Is that...?" Rox started yelling angrily before his tone suddenly changed to a much softer one of disbelief. "Is that what I think it is?" He asked while gazing over a fish once proclaimed as the most succulent and prized before going extinct from sudden and complete overfishing.
"There are around two hundred in your fridge right now that were to be considered as a gift for the meeting before Clomp here interfered. Finding a safe and secure way to sell these fish is your specialty, and I'd like you to be sure you can unload such a sum of these fish at least three times a week before we supply more." Gerik replied calmly, glancing over to the boss.
"Let's talk..." Rox replied much more calmly as he roughly ripped the fish from his son's mouth to get a better look at the specimen.
Both underdressed businessmen took their seats at their respective sides of the table, practically ignoring the bound male now spitting out the taste of cum and raw fish from his maw. Clomp's eyes looked up and he saw only Gerik's chest and snout gazing right back down at him, silently inferring to the gray rhino that he should keep his mouth shut.
There was a long, awkward silence before Rox then spoke up once again.
"I cannot blame you for what you did to my son. I see he's been treated in the manner in which he would have treated your own, which is a fair although strange punishment." Rox admitted while his eyes gazed over his son's bare ass that had dried cum all over it. All the smears and rivulets all shattered outwards from the main source though, the abused and well-fucked pucker that had been virgin the night before.
The adult rhino couldn't help his loincloth from straining as his natural urges tried to take over his more rational thought, and he controlled himself just enough by placing a paw on Clomp's ass to feel the firm texture of his own offspring's flesh out of sight of his counterpart. A squeeze at times kept the rhino's libido in line, although his nostrils flared as he gazed over the back of his son straight at the shark across the table.
Gerik saw the need and lusts in Rox's eyes, the poker face slowly fading away. A slight smirk spread the shark's snout, and he casually lifted up a paw and placed it on the back of Clomp's head to guide it down against his groin by force.
"Luckily, I will not ask for any money from you in return for how things have gone. 35 dollars a fish guaranteed for two years is all I ask in return for tonight's incident to just disappear with the 200 downstairs still considered my gift to you." Gerik said afterwards as the resistant rhino cringed and tried to move his horned head away.
The shark looked down after speaking and grunted at the bound male, his free hand grabbing one of his dicks and forcing it between Clomp's lips.
"Suck on this while the men talk, bitch. You're lucky your father didn't get to you before we did." The shark said distastefully before looking up to Rox once again.
The adult rhino's loin-cloth strained and the strap began to loosen right as his son's lips wrapped around the dick of the other male. His breathing was deep and he clenched his eyes and jaws. Rhinoceros are not known for their self control for sex or anger, and both were now welling up within the male to create a mashup of lust that Gerik could easily see and feel from a few feet away.
"His ass is yours, is it not?" Gerik spoke across the table after seeing the pained control by his counterpart, egging on the desires of the father. "I'd not think poorly of you if you remind him who he serves in front of me..."
The words echoed through Rox's head as his eyes slowly opened, gazing upon the exposed ass and pucker that had humiliated him and his family name to the sharks. His loin-cloth suddenly dropped to the floor as he stood, and his erect cock swung to audibly smack his son's taint. With a gruff grunt, both heavy paws grasped Clomp's quivering ass. The son's mouth was filled with shark-cock by now, and he whimpered as he was mounted by his father.
"Before I defile him during our talks.. Do you have solid proof of accusations besides a possibly forced confession?" Rox asked, his dick pulsing and drooling prefluid messily over Clomp's cleft and rear end.
Gerik simply smiled and thwapped his tail twice against the desk as his hips lifted upwards and filled Clomp's neck with sharkcock, helping keep the son silent. Moments later, Darktide's head popped into the door which soon swung open and exposed Kliph carrying a camera and a few Polaroid pictures.
"Kliph, show him the pictures." Gerik said over his shoulder.
The white rhino nodded and approached the desk calmly, making it obvious he was being treated much better than the boss' son had been. He laid out three of the pictures and held the rest tightly in his hand since they were pictures of him with his dick buried into the same male in the same position only an hour before. The sharks had been nice enough to take them for him as a gift of sorts. Kliph's cum stained the doorknob, not the sharks, and he'd rather it not be known by Rox.
"When I came back from the bathroom, I saw Clomp dragging the whale into the main room. Here's a picture of the fish in the fridge. This one is of the ground outside the back door showing the cart tracks and rhino footprints leading up to where drag marks show the whale was being taken off against his will. Um.. This picture shows what happens when the sharks got to your son..." He said somewhat sheepishly, that last picture showing all three sharks towering over a cum-covered Clomp that was bound and licking the shark's groins after they'd all spent their loads in/on the gray rhino.
The second picture had been staged with Kliph providing the rhino feet, and the third was posed in the boss' office with the background not shown due to the close-up view.
Despite the possibilities of being staged lingering within Rox's mind, he only needed something just strong enough to justify getting off using his son's delicious looking ass. The pictures were enough though, and he grabbed the one with the sharks using his son as a cocklick before slapping it onto Clomp's back.
"Well then.. Let's get back to business." Rox said before he guided his fat, uncut cocktip up to his offspring's stretched ass and shoved himself in roughly.
Inch after inch of rhino-cock disappeared into the fucktunnel of his own son, defiling it in a whole new manner as the adult rhino grunted under his breath. He was always insistent in his love-making, and the son that humiliated him would get no sympathy pauses or strokes. The cum on Clomp's back acted like glue for the lewd picture, and it only aroused Rox further as he continued sliding what felt like an endless amount of cock into his son.
The bound rhino's eyes watered as he was taken once again, his father's dick much larger than even Kliph's. The fact that his ass had been given some time to tighten up only made it worse, but thankfully there was plenty of fresh cum drooling down either thigh for his dad to use as lubricant.
"Mm... Alright then..." Gerik said with slightly lidded eyes, smirking as he watched the two rhinos fucking right in front of him. His own dick was getting serviced nicely by that snout, and he smoothly shoved his clasper back and forth through that nice, warm throat while the other just batted against the slut's cheek. "For thirty five dollars a fish, this entire night never happened and all pictures disappear forever guaranteed by shark's honor." Gerik replied.
It was obvious the shark was more accustomed to doing this style of business under this setting, since the boss kept moaning and grunting as he tried forcing more and more of his shaft beneath his son's little tail. It was only when his balls pushed firmly right up against Clomp's smaller set that he was able to speak again.
"Ung.. Mm.. Well at least I know my son isn't a common tail-lifter. He's tighter than his mother." He said before looking up to Gerik once again. "Fuck... But 35 dollars a head seems a bit much. Thirty two would allow some market variation on my end and make things a lot easier." Rox replied, his voice shuddering at times as he fucked his own son's ass with thrusts that sent his groin from base to tip incessantly.
Although the pace of fucking in both ends was completely different, the pleasure received was about equal. Gerik's chest heaved at times as he kept lifting his hips and face-fucking the humiliated rhino steadily, and the chandelier swung in time to Rox's thrusting that began to grow louder and louder throughout the room. Clomp's pleasure was obvious in the way his dick hung low against the desk and spilled his prefluid all over the financial reports and papers scattered around his dad's workspace. He'd never admit it, and he hated it, but he was receiving pleasure from being his own father's bitch.
"We're the only source, so any market fluctuation will be caused by you and your ability to supply. Thirty four will make things easier, which we'll allow, but for thirty two you'd have to pay for what's in your fridge now to be financially feasible on our end. Us sharks have bills too." Gerik replied, his talons grasping the back of Clomp's head and guiding it up and down visibly for Rox to watch. "Mm.. You have to remember, there's a lot of people willing to pay a lot of money for these fish..."
Rox nodded his response as he leaned over his son, his larger set of balls tapping up against the smaller set of Clomp as his entire cock slid back and forth with ease through the tight ring of flesh and muscle. His pace stayed fast and precise as he took his son like he would his mother or one of the other plant workers, but he gave an extra hard thrust here and there to help remind the bitch of his place.
"Thirty four it is..." Rox replied while groaning out, his better judgment going by the wayside as his lusts took over. He just wanted to stop talking and fuck the ass wrapped around his cock; even if it meant he wouldn't make quite as much money long-term. Gerik had the adult rhino exactly where the sharks wanted.
Rox lifted one of his hands to reach out to the shark, and Gerik's hand lifted in turn from the back of Clomp's head. The handshake sealed the deal, and daddy-rhino smacked his son's ass and grunted like he was plowing his wife in heat as soon as it was done. Clomp's throat clenched tightly as his dad began to impale him even more roughly then before, the increasingly rapid thrusts bouncing his body and making the chandelier swing violently above him.
The bound rhino couldn't help but whimper and gag uncontrollably as he was fucked in both ends over the desk he'd wanted to have some day. His eyes clenched shut and he tried to imagine he was anywhere other than where he was, with anything other than his father's shaft impaling his backside so roughly. It was impossible though, the sheer size and stench of sex kept him grounded in the fact he was being taken against his will and punished. He felt like he was 10 years old again getting spanked for misbehaving, and the burly rhino was broken down to a mere child again by the dominant males.
"Just... Ung.. Remember.. Noone will know where you get these fish from. Noone knows our names or what species we are. We're just average people making a living by fishing out at sea, and if you have any trouble with anyone at all, we will help take care of them." Gerik said as he rapidly bobbed Clomp's head over his groin, the pleasure rising steadily for him even after so many climaxes within the past day.
"Well I sure as hell don't know your name, and I don't want to end up like poor Clomp here on a desk." Rox responded with a laugh and grunt, his paw landing a hard smack against the bound rhino's upturned ass.
The panting of the burly male grew deeper as he plunged harder and harder, and like any good businessman he tried holding off until the shark had finished first. Unlike the rhino, Gerik knew that one climax was not all he'd be getting out of the poor prisoner, so he gladly grinned and arched his back with a lewd, long moan. Keeping Clomp's head in place, the shark rapidly pumped his hips and then grunted as his body went tense, the musculature lining his front and sides all showing as he began dumping his load into Rox's offspring.
The adult rhinoceros couldn't help but quiver at the sight of his son drinking down another male's load. He'd dreamed of snout-fucking Clomp a couple times, but never imagined he'd get to see it. The sight and sounds just made it all the more arousing for him, but he suddenly got pushed over the edge as the gagging and gargling male tightened up and clamped those strong muscles all around Rox's uncut monster.
With a carpeted floor, the climaxing male was able to lunge forwards and bounce the large son on top of the desk rapidly, pummeling his backside like a jackhammer as his feet dragged and scraped. Rox kept trying to push and shove deeper even when his balls were already pinned painfully between groin and ass, and it only made the first blast of cum erupt more powerfully.
As the first jet escaped the tip of Rox's dick deep down inside of Clomp, leftover shark and Kliph cum immediately began escaping around the base of that massive tool. For each pump of cum injected, another was ejected from how full the fucktoy was of cock and seed. Gerik could easily hear the splatter of sperm splashing against Rox's thighs and sac across the table. Both males ejaculated again and again, savoring the moist confines of the bound bitch in unison as they sealed the deal in a much more pleasant way than a handshake for a second time.
Gerik simply smiled as he jetted out a rather small climax in comparison to others earlier in the evening. His peak wasn't any less pleasant though, and it showed by the look on his snout as he casually dragged his clasper back and smeared his spent cock onto Clomp's cheek. He loved the feeling of a face against a recently used dick, and he grabbed his second clasper which was still achingly hard to shove between the younger rhino's lips.
"If you don't mind, I'll be taking seconds as well." Rox said across his son's back with a grin.
His cock was still pulsing and needy from a rather drab sex life with the wife, though he'd never admit it. Now that his son was properly broken in, there was nothing stopping him from bending Clomp over and taking him on a whim.
"I don't mind at all.. just make sure you save a load for his throat. I think you'll like it." Gerik replied as Clomp's head instinctively lowered down the shark's meaty cock, sucking it almost as eagerly as Darktide would.
As both males came down from their intense highs and began starting round 2, Clomp laid silent. Every square inch of his innards was filled with dick and sperm, and he could taste or feel nothing but the heat and texture of male essence that had been dumped into him time and time again all in the same night. He had learned his lesson, but he knew that he'd have the desk and he'd be on the other end of this humiliating experience with someone, someday.
The three sharks, Cealan, and Kliph all sat lazily on the orca's fishing boat in folding chairs while staring out into the sea that surrounded them. With the way things were going after the agreement a few days ago, they'd all be raking in enough money to easily buy just about anything they'd ever need. Since the sharks lived at sea, their living expenses were below minimal, and Cealan had just about anything he'd ever want with his shark lovers and friends to hang out with. All they had to worry about now was farming fish, which really wasn't all that difficult, and keeping the supply constant to Rox so the money just kept falling down like fruit from a tree.
Gerik looked around after thinking and casually stood to open up the icebox. The shark grabbed an armful of bottles filled with beer with a slight smirk before returning to his seat and laying them vertically on the deck.
"Alright... First one to down two beers and touch each corner of the boat gets first dibs on fuckbuddy for one round." Gerik said as he explained the rules. The boat was far from square, but there were two tie-off points at the back corners, and one along each side that acted as waypoints for their little games. The drinking part was easy, but stumbling around a small boat rocking from people stumbling around on it always got some good laughs and splashes from people falling off. It was a good ice breaker for the massive orgy that would no doubt form after round one anyways.
Kliph sat wide-eyed as he heard the rules of the game and saw what was about to happen, a broad grin spreading his snout. His situation was pretty nice now in that he still got a steady paycheck from his boss working guard duty at nights, but the sharks had more planned for him by the way they invited him onto their boat out at sea. Money would be no problem for him, that's for sure, and he looked much more relaxed than usual even though he was surrounded by the same sharks he'd been terrified of the night they'd met. He had to admit, they knew how to throw a party and to treat rhinos like him right...