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The sleeping wolf's ears perked up slightly with the sound of a few knocks on the door followed by the faint voice.

"My lord, it's time to wake up!"

The wolf grunted in his bed. Amidst his silk sheets and heavy warm fur blankets he rolled over and ignored it. But the knocking came again.

"Lord prince, I'm terribly sorry but you ordered me to keep insisting until you were awake..."

The voice sounded terribly conflicted this time. After a few more seconds of insistent, annoying knocks at his door the wolf prince threw his blankets to the side and moved to sit up in his bed.

"I'm freaking awake, damn it! Come inside!"

After the order, the wolf stretched his arms and yawned while the door opened and an otter stepped inside and stood by door. He looked at the wolf but quickly looked away with a blush before speaking again. The wolf was sitting naked at his bed after all.

"Lord Raenn, I... I was told you wished to be awaken around this ti-"

But the otter was cut off by the wolf that waved a dismissive paw to the otter's words.

"Yeah yeah, I know what I ordered. Doesn't make it feel any better. You suck at waking people up and I expect you to do better next time if you want to avoid punishment. Now be a good lil' slave and go fetch the slave master for me. Tell him I want him here right away."

The wolf spoke in a casual tone but the otter still let out a small yelp at the mention of punishment. With a readily "Yes, my lord!", the otter darted outside closing the door behind him.

Now alone in the room the wolf stood up and stretched again. With a glance at the window he could tell the sun was already high in the sky, which meant the better part of the morning was already gone. His older brothers would surely nag him about that again. Still, he moved to open his wardrobe and take a fine silk robe which he threw over his shoulders, wearing it and tying up the girth around his waist. He then moved to the big mirror at the side of his wardrobe and gave it a smirk looking at himself.

Being the fifth of a generation of six princes that ruled the castle of the wolf lands, Raenn was a wolf of the purest bred. With deep yellow eyes and an almost completely snow white fur coating he couldn't be prouder of himself. The only exception to the white of his fur was a small black marking that appeared just under his neck and circled it. His brothers never got enough of teasing him at how he was born with a natural leash. Still young, his size was average for a wolf, which meant it wasn't too small. He had, however, barely a hint of muscles, featuring a slender build in general if not for a very small belly forming. Probably for his lack of exercise or from all the honey bread. Or both.

Just a few moments later more knocks came to the door, this time followed by a stronger, rougher voice.

"Lord Raenn, I'm here at your request."

The wolf moved to open the door with a smile of satisfaction. That was fast. Opening the door, he had to look up. The slave master stood there in his tallness. The big bull was dressed in common clothes almost like a slave himself, except he carried a small whip curled up at his waist that made his slave master status clear. As the bull moved to make a small bowing movement to the prince, the defined muscles of his arms stood up against his relatively tight shirt.

"Good morning, m'lord. Did you sleep well?"

The bull spoke in a very courteous way. The wolf, however, just rolled his eyes at the courtesies.

"Yeah yeah, I did. You ask that every morning! Hmm... I wonder if I could order you to punish yourself for annoyance?"

The wolf asked with a fun smile, moving to lean at the door's frame. The bull, however, seemed to grow nervous with that.

"I... I apologize, my lord. I didn't mean to annoy your grace. I suppose if you wou-..."

But the wolf cut him again with a small laugh.

"I'm just kidding, of course! You should see your face, hah! Anyways, would you send over one of your... special slaves? I feel like having fun this morning again, if you know what I mean."

The bull seemed obviously relieved now. He just nodded and made another bowing movement.

"Yes, my lord. At once. I have a batch of new slaves that will surely please you very much. I will send one over as soon as possible."

The wolf nodded, moving back to grab the door's handle before looking up at the bull again with a serious expression.

"Not as soon as possible. Now."

And before the bull had time to reply or make another one of his annoying bows, he closed the door at his face.

With a smile the wolf walked back to sit on his bed again. He loved teasing the big bull. It always worked, probably because his older brothers were usually much harsher and serious than he was.

His teasing really seemed to have worked, though, as only a few moments later the knocking came to his door once again. He stood up from his bed with his tail wagging slowly behind him in anticipation. His mind racing at what a brand new batch of slaves could be. Maybe he'd get a tiger to pleasure him this morning? Or perhaps even a lion. Those were his thoughts when he opened the door and didn't worry about hiding his disappointment when all he saw standing outside was a dog.

"Good morning, my lord. I'm here to serve you."

The dog spoke politely in a calm tone while making a small, clumsy untrained bow towards him. It was clearly a husky, the most common type of dog present all around the wolf lands. His eyes were blue like most dog's eyes while his fur was mostly gray, except for a few lighter and a few darker spots here and there as always. He wore a simple cotton shirt and simple cotton trousers. Commoner low quality clothes but actually more than a pleasure slave usually wore. In short, this dog didn't seem to have absolutely anything special about him.

"Hmm. Come in."

The wolf said still with clear disappointment in his voice, while giving room for the dog to step inside the fancy room and closing the door behind him.

"So, you're new around here? Never seen you around. But then again if I did I probably wouldn't notice. I must say I was hoping for something a little.. different. You'd better be really good at what you do."

The wolf spoke again still a little angry. He moved adjust his robe over his body but already thinking of ways to punish the big bull for sending him a common dog for morning pleasure. This rookie couldn't possibly be good at anything.

"I arrived only about ten suns ago, my lord. And I assure you, I'm quite good at what I do."

The dog was still speaking in a calm tone. The wolf raised an eyebrow for that. Most new slaves were usually shaking in fear, if not for what they would have to do for pleasuring, for what punishment they would get if they did it wrong. Punishment this cocky pleasure slave would certainly get much of if he couldn't back up his attitude. Raenn walked to his desk to start filling a cup of wine from the jar that stood there.

"You damn right better be. You can start undressing already. I don't have the whole day to play with you and your clothes don't suit you very well. In fact I don't think they suit anyone very w...NGH"

As the wolf spoke, he was interrupted by a sudden pain in his head. The blow striking true, everything happened too fast. He could see his claws losing grip of the cup of wine he'd been holding as it fell on his desk and spilled it's contents all over it. The pain was overwhelming but only for a small second as the whole world turned black and the wolf's conscience faded.

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As the light returned to his eyes, Raenn was drowning. Or at least that's what it felt like as he gasped and coughed for a few seconds. The cold water soaking the soft fur of his face. It took a few moments to process the sight of the dog standing with an empty glass above him. A smirk in his face. Still coughing a little and with his head still hurtful, he tried to move in reflex, but quickly found out he couldn't.

He was lying belly down over his own bed, his head pressed against it, as his arms were stretched and bound to it's corners by short, tight ropes around his wrists, meaning he couldn't move them at all. His legs, however, were free, and he managed to move them to get up but without his arms he could only raise his butt up by being on his knees, which felt awkward and degrading. After a few seconds of pulling against the ropes in hopeless effort he let his legs go again, continuing to lie belly down on his bed and moving his head to glance up at the dog.

"Struggling won't get you anywhere little prince. Those ropes would't give away even if you had any strength in the first place."

A growl came out of the wolf's throat for the dog's mocking.

"Is this some kind of twisted joke? I ORDER you to release me right now! You are going to spend several days in the stocks for this!"

The wolf's face clear with outrage as he spoke and still struggled slightly against his bonds. However, he couldn't help but stare in surprise as the dog ignored him and started undressing at his side. His cotton shirt thrown at the floor first, followed by his pants and finally, a small piece of the classic slave underwear they usually wore for teasing purposes. The wolf stared at the dog's furred sheath and balls with a blush in his muzzle.

"What are you doing? I ORDERED you to release me! You hit me in the freaking head! I'm in no mood for this anymore!"

The wolf spoke still with an angry voice and along with a small growl. His head still aching and the ropes chafing against his wrists for being too tight. Yet the dog did nothing but smile.

"Oh, but who said this was a joke, little pup prince? I told you I was good at what I do and what I do is spying. And it is through you that I will dig out every single secret that lies within the wolf kingdom."

The dog still spoke with his usual calmness, but now Raenn was starting to define it as coldness. The wolf's ears slowly lowered down, as did his tail. Fear starting to show in his eyes as he knew the dog was serious. This was no joke at all. Still, he was in his room. In the middle of his castle full of his servants and guards.

"Y.. you won't get away with this! HEEEL...MFGH!"

Raenn started to shout, but his muzzle got clamped shut by a quick movement of the dog's paw, apparently ready for it. The wolf struggled, moving his head as much as he could to try and get away from the dog's hold, but the dog's claws started digging into his muzzle, causing him to stop the struggle and release a muffled whimper. As soon as his struggling ceased the dog's claws stopped the pressure.

"Now now, can't have you making a scene, can we?"

The dog spoke coldly again. His voice now sending a chill through the wolf's back. From the dog's other paw came a piece of clothing that was quickly and skillfully wrapped around the wolf's muzzle, cowering it before he could even think of struggling against it. The dog then quickly tied one of it's corners. The cloth keeping his muzzle clamped tight, his breath got louder now having to breath through it. He tried to speak and force it out but being so tight it was clearly not going anywhere without the help of his or someone else's paws. Everything happened so fast that it took Raenn a few seconds to notice the strong smell the piece of clothing wrapped around his muzzle had. His face frowning in a disgusted expression, he let out a muffled complaint noticing it was in fact the dog's underwear that was wrapped around his muzzle now. The musky scent assaulting his sensitive nostrils.

"Nghh.. Ggt thiff dishhggtig thg ut!!"

But the dog just smiled again, apparently amused by the wolf's reaction as he crossed his arms looking down at him.

"There there, you look good like that. I couldn't bear wearing those terrible rags you guys call clothes anymore anyway. I'm pretty sure that belonged to another slave before me."

With the dog's words, the wolf's repulsion only grew. The smell strong, he rubbed his head against the bed in a desperate attempt to take it off but with no success.

He stopped his small struggling suddenly, though, as Raenn' s ears perked up hearing a few knocks coming to the bedroom door. The wolf's tail wagging slightly with hope, he actually smiled under the dirty cloth over his muzzle.

The dog's expression turned serious instantly, as he walked towards the door. Curiously, the dog just gave the door two knocks from the inside and waited. When he heard two other knocks apparently responding to his, he opened the door.

The wolf watched from the bed as the slave master walked in carrying a small tray with a teapot, two cups of tea and a small bowl covered in a small white cloth with by the looks of it seemed to be bread from the kitchens.

"MMF! HLFPF! hhs mnghf mungh!!"

The dog closed the door again and as soon as the big bull set the tray he was carrying in the bedroom desk, Raenn started pleading for help from under his " gag" . Surely the bull HAD to see something was wrong as he struggled against the ropes that held his paws against the bed and shook his head. However, the wolf's ears went back down again as soon as the slave master spoke.

"I see everything is going according to plan."

Raenn' s struggle stopped as he panted through the musky underwear, his eyes staring at the bull with confusion. Couldn't the stupid bull see this wasn't just some kinky sex play?

"Of course it is. Do you doubt my skills? He was even more pathetic than you described."

The dog responded and the bull moved closer to the bed while the dog moved behind him out of his sight. Standing at his side and staring down at Raenn, the bull opened a wide grin. His eyes showing a deep level of satisfaction, the wolf's ears couldn't help but glue against his head, while his tail went down again by instinct.

"For how many years have I endured your petty demands and stupid orders? How many times have you sent slaves or even me for punishment simply on a whim? Well, 'my lord', it stops now."

The wolf's eyes grew fearful staring up at the bull. Was he together with this dog in this? It couldn't be! He couldn't do anything other than let out a small, pleading whimper through his closed muzzle before the bull continued.

"The mighty prince tied down in his bed by a slave. How things change, huh? I'm going to take much, much pleasure in watching what comes next..."

With that, his smile grew. But the dog interrupted him. Remembering his presence, the wolf tried to look back to see what he was doing, but in this position he couldn't.

"Enough teasing him. Did you bring what we need to continue the plan? We have little time."

"Oh y.. yes, of course. It's in the teapot. We can get started as soon as you're ready, sir."

The bull, despite his size and status as slave master, seemed very respectful towards the dog. This dog was surely not a slave, whoever he was. The wolf let out another small whimper along with a small struggle as he grew afraid of whatever their plan was. They couldn't mean to kill him or else they probably would have done it already. But it could still hurt...

"Perfect, then we can begin."

Saying that, Raenn felt the dog climbing over the bed with him. The effort to look behind grew stronger and he could glance at the dog on his knees behind him and between his legs. He wondered if he should try kicking him, but tied in this position and with both of them in the room that probably wouldn' t be wise. While he wondered, though, he felt the dog grabbing the base and his tail and pulling it up, causing him to lift his butt up to follow it instantly after letting out another whimper and a muffled complaint for the sudden painful movement. The dog held his tail up firmly and moved closer. For the first time, he felt something hard touching his butt cheecks. His eyes grew wide in sudden realization, causing the bull standing at his side to chuckle. The dog's cock was hard. And he meant to use it.

"NNUFGH!"

The wolf had never been fucked before. While he himself had had his way with many slaves, male or female, being on the bottom always felt too much like a slave thing for him to do. Now this unknown dog meant to do it and he couldn't even control it if it happened to hurt. As the terror rose, he moved his leg to kick as his whole body rose to struggle once more. But once again, the dog was surely expecting it, as his other paw grabbed the wolf's leg before it could rise enough for a kick and held it down, while the paw holding his tail pulled hard, instantly breaking the wolf's struggle and bringing another painful whimper.

"Now now, don' t even try it. If you don' t behave like a good pup I'm gonna have to tie your legs as well and if I have to get up to do that, I promise you, this whole process is going to hurt much, much more."

The dog still spoke calmly and with a cold tone. Raenn could do nothing but whimper again and stop his struggle. The paw pulling his tail gave away as soon as he did. He couldn't believe this was happening. When he got out of this he would make the bull pay for every second of fear he was feeling right now. And this dog...

His thoughts of revenge didn' t keep him distracted for long as the dog adjusted himself behind him once more. The dog cock could be felt touching his tailhole, adjusting... He'd never felt so exposed and vulnerable before and he certainly wasn' t prepared as the dog pressed forward. The hard cock finding it's way into the wolf's tailhole with ease. The dog must have used some kind of lubrificant while he wasn't looking, but nevertheless, the feeling of the dog' s cock being shoved inside him was overwhelming. A big, muffled grunt came out of his bound muzzle as his eyes closed. He couldn't see how big the dog's cock was, but it felt huge inside his virgin ass. The dog kept pressing forward, penetrating him slowly with a few grunts himself.

"So tight, my lord..."

And he kept pushing forward and forward. The member deeper and deeper inside the wolf, who could feel every single inch of it. He heard the bull chuckle again as he writhed and grunted for the strong sensations And finally, it stopped.

The dog's cock buried inside his ass that felt full. It didn't hurt. Much. And it also felt strangely.. pleasurable as his sensitive spots kept being pressed by the big cock. But he grunted once more as the dog started moving again, pulling his cock halfway out in a fast movement only to shove it in once more. And again. And again. In a steady rhythm that was getting slightly faster with every thrust. Raenn closed his eyes shut as the feeling now was very different. At first it hurted and he couldn't help but whimper between his grunts, but as the dog kept going, it started to feel much more pleasurable.

He could feel the canine shape of the dog's cock rubbing inside him and the base of the dog's knot bumping against the base of his tailhole with every hump. The dog's breathing was getting as fast as his was, although the dog didn't have to breath through a filthy piece of underwear. As the pleasure of the act kept going, he forgot for a moment who the dog was and the situation he was in as a muffled moan came out of his muzzle, which the bull was quick to notice.

"Well well, would you look at that. The prince seems to enjoy getting fucked by a dog! No doubt about that."

The wolf's face blushed in embarassment with the comment as reality quickly came back to him. He opened his eyes to see the bull looking down at him with a huge grin while rubbing his own crotch over his pants which showed and obvious tent. He was getting off from watching this! However, his eyes weren' t fixed at the wolf's face, but rather at the his cock, who he himself barely noticed that stood rock hard, knot and everything, pointing down under him. He was getting raped by traitors and he shouldn' t be hard in a time like this! Yet, the dog's humping in his ass felt completely in sync with it...

"Don' t forget that we need his stuff as well while you enjoy yourself back there."

As the bull spoke, the dog suddenly stopped his humping. Cock still buried deep inside. The wolf could hear the dog's panting along with his own, before the dog's small growl which, by what he could see of the bull's reaction, was quite intimidating.

"Well then get to it. I'm not going to do that."

Raenn has no idea about what the dog was referring to, but he didn't have much time to think about it for the dog's thrusts quickly resumed, faster than before. The overwhelming sensation returning in full effect, making his tied paws claw against the sheets of his bed as the dog continued fucking him. By the dog's heavy breathing and fast pace, not to mention the swelling of the cock inside him, he could tell that the dog must be getting close. At least this would end at last.

With the dog's orders the bull went back to the desk and brought back an empty cup of tea. He then proceeded to take the desk's chair and set it by the side of the bed. After that, Raenn couldn't quite see or focus on what he was doing until he felt the bull's paw grabbing his hard, bouncing cock and gripping it strongly under the reflexive movement caused by the dog's strong humping. The wolf's ears went up as a moan escaped his throat in surprise as the bull started jerking him off while the dog kept going at him relentlessly. It actually didn't seem so much like jerking off as it seemed like milking, as the bull's grip was upside down like a farmer gripping a cow's teat. The effect, however, was pretty much the same, as the overwhelming feeling of the dog's faster and faster humps joined in with the bull's milking, it was just too much. He felt the pleasure rising and the edge drawing closer. But he certainly didn't want to cum for them. Not like this... The dog was going faster than ever now clearly getting very close. His humps deeper than before, his knot hitting hard, threatening to go inside as his cock slided in and out the wolf's ass. The bull seemed to notice that too.

"Don't forget you can't tie him. We might not have enough time to wait for you to s.."

"Shut up! I know."

The dog cut him harshly, not stopping for a second. He seemed to be making a clear effort not to thrust harder, which Raenn was glad for. But the dog's increased speed and the bull's fast milking were proving to be too much for the wolf, as his cock dripped his pre fast now. The pleasure so very high. The moans he let out through the underwear keeping his muzzle shut were louder now. His mind was trying hard to hold it. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction. He wanted it so bad, but he wouldn't give it to them. He wouldn't. ...He wouldn't, at least not before the dog. And his mind was still denying it as he felt the familiar rush of pleasure go through his body. A higher moan coming out as the wolf's cock started throbbing between the bull's paw to let out jet after jet of his seed out. The dog slowed down as he started cumming, probably feeling the effects in his own cock as well, but apparently that was just enough to push him over the edge too, as Raenn suddenly felt an unfamiliar sensation of fullness as the warm seed of the dog rushed to his insides. The dog letting out only a soft moan of delight, he stopped, cock buried deep inside, as his own seed flooded the wolf.

As the pleasure of release started fading, the wolf's situation came rushing back to his mind. Still breathing heavily from the effort but feeling exhausted, the dog's cock felt bigger than ever still lodged inside him now that there was no pleasure to come from it. He watched tired as the bull stood up and saw him holding the tea cup with care, as it was now almost full with his own cum. The bull must have been holding it underneath his cock...

"Looks like we succeeded. I told you it was going to be easy with this one!".

The dog only grunted from behind him in response. He could see the bull still smiling. Whatever they had been planned had gone right once again. He should have held himself... He kept watching exhausted and confused as the bull placed the cum filled tea cup carefully over the tray and then uncovered the bowl of what he had assumed was bread. But it wasn't. From it, the bull took a toy plug shaped like a canine cock. It didn't seem to be too big and it was clearly made of rubber, the same material jousting spear handles were made of. Raenn had fun using these things to play with slaves, but now looking at it at the bull's hands his ears glued down to his head again. The bull, however, opened the teapot and soaked the plug in it's content. Whatever was in it surely couldn't be tea.

Raenn didn't understand at all. His mind now clear of lust and feeling more regretful and than ever, he watched very nervously as the bull came closer and behind him out of his sight as well. He struggled mildly against the ropes again. Whatever they had planned couldn't be good for him. He let out another grunt as he felt the dog finally pulling out from his tailhole in a fast movement. The dog's cock still hard and swollen, it surely wasn't as swollen as his knot, which thankfully didn't go inside.

He didn't have much time to breath in relief as he felt what must have been the bull forcing the plug inside his used tailhole quickly afterwards. He let out a muffled whimper in complaint. His own worn but still hard wolfhood feeling no pleasure in it this time. It did at least felt much smaller than the dog's cock had been. The bull inserted it fully inside and stopped and, as the dog finally let go of his tail too, he let himself fall against the bed. His own tired and still hard cock pressed against his belly and another grunt coming out for the feeling of the plug still lodged inside him.

"It's done. Now get your part. They said the seed has to be very fresh for it to work entirely."

While the bull spoke, the dog was already walking towards the desk.

"I know, I know. Disgusting."

The dog seemed back to his old, cold self now as he talked back to the bull. Raenn watched from the bed as the dog picked up the tea cup full of his own cum, emptied about half of it inside the other cup, and filled the first cup with the liquid from the teapot mixing it with the seed. The wolf couldn't help but frown in surprised disgust as the dog took the cup to his muzzle and drank the whole thing in a couple big gulps. These guys were insane! Drinking cum! He struggled and complained again. Did they plan to leave him tied to his bed? His arms were starting to hurt already.

"Lmmfgh ghufff..!"

The bull stood up to stand by the dog, ignoring the wolf's pleas and complaint in the bed.

"How are you feeling? Is it working? If it doesn't work..."

"Shut it. It will work. Give it a minute, I'm already feeling it."

The dog seemed to be much superior to the bull by the way he spoke to him. A few seconds later, the dog grunted. He closed his eyes and one of his paws moved to lean on the desk while the other clutched his throat. He seemed to be feeling something strong. Was it poison in the teapot? If it was, why would they soak toy in it?! No, but then he wouldn't drink it. The wolf was just starting to get worried when suddenly, the dog's muzzle started changing. It seemed to get a bit bigger, growing clearly and fast in front of them. The fur around it started getting clearer. White. And the fur around his head followed it. His ears turned white. And suddenly his whole grey fur was changing to white, except for some of it under and around his neck which turned black. The whole thing took less than a minute, and as it stopped, the dog opened his eyes. Yellow, wolf eyes.

Raenn watched with wide eyes full of shock as he saw himself standing with the bull. Or, actually, an exact replica of himself. It must had been some kind of potion in that teapot, which mixed with his seed...

"It's remarkable. You look exactly like him. No one could tell the difference. Even your size changed..."

The bull seemed almost as impressed as the wolf, but also very satisfied. This must be what they were planning, and it worked. He let out a small whimper with that thought. It didn't take long, however, for him to start feeling a tingle in his tail. It started in his tail and quickly spread. It felt warm and didn't quite hurt, but felt quite uncomfortable. He looked back as best as he could from his bound position, only to gasp as he saw his hips were now grayish instead of white. As it kept spreading, he saw his whole fur changing... Changing to the same color as the dog's had been. He whimpered, struggled and thrashed in his bonds, but it kept going and going all the way to the point of his muzzle and a few seconds later, it was done. He could see his own muzzle grey. A dog's muzzle.

"I told you it would work. Now, we lost too much time already. You take care of him now while I get settled."

He turned to look as even the dog's voice sounded like his own now, thought he would never speak with such coldness. The bull nodded and came to him, finally untying one of the ropes from the bed but quickly and strongly pulling his arm behind his back in a hurtful movement. The wolf whimpered once more, barely having time to struggle as the bull, probably used to tying up slaves, tied his wrists behind his back with the ropes before yanking him up the bed to stand with him. The plug still inside his ass, the harsh movement made the wolf very aware of it.

"We will proceed as planned. He's your responsability now. Do what you want with him but keep him intact. We might still need him in the future."

"Yes sir."

Whoever the bull had been plotting with seemed to be serious business by the way the bull regarded this dog. The dog now putting up his silk robe that had been left on the floor. As they talked and now standing, even with his arms and muzzle still bound, Raenn tried shouldering the bull to run past him towards the door. He had to escape these two and warn his brothers. The slave master was probably used to that kind of stuff too, though, as he grabbed one of the wolf's arms with a fast movement and, turning the wolf in a split second, slapped his muzzle with the back of his hand. The blow, followed by a muffled whimper, staggered the wolf for a second.

"Silly little prince. Or should I say, little slave. Don't worry, the training sessions will get this kind of behavior out."

Saying that, the bull pushed the wolf by his shoulder to walk towards the door, walking behind him. Raenn walked, ears still down as his muzzle stung from the bull's blow. And as he walked towards the door, he realized he was still naked. The plug still lodged inside him making him feel every step he took. A feeling that was, little by little, translating towards his tired but recovering member. It's pink point already visible out of his sheath. He stopped and turned towards the bull with a muffled protest.

"Don't worry, I've seen slaves walking out of a prince's room in worse states. Though not by much."

With a laugh, the slave master pushed him strongly again, forcing him to keep walking. With a glance at his dressing mirror he saw himself, but it wasn't himself anymore. He saw a common, short, blue eyed dog that no one would ever glance twice at. The bull opened the door and, pushing him outside, closed it again after stepping out. The slaves walking by the hallway instantly staring at him, Raenn wished he could just vanish. As the bull made him walk again naked, with a piece of slave underwear around his muzzle and a butt plug toy inside his ass towards gods knows where, he closed his eyes. At least, for this, nobody knew who he really was. He'd have to find a way out of this. And when he did, they would pay for staining his honor.