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When they finally arrived and the door was closed behind him, Raenn let out a big sigh of relief. The white wolf prince had never been so humiliated in his whole life. Being forced to walk from his royal bedroom all the way down to the back part of the castle where the slaves were kept was something, but doing that completely naked, with his hands tied behind his back, a buttplug shoved up his ass, his cock fully hard because of the damned thing and still being forced to breath through the disgusting, musky piece of slave underwear tied around his muzzle was a completely different thing. Everyone stared at him through every hallway. Some seemed surprised but most just giggled or laughed at him. Indeed, never so humiliated in his whole life.

Such was his relief that he took a little while to take notice of where he was now. It was a large room, cold from the castle's stone walls and no source of heat, and it was filled with shelves that held weird stuff in them. At first he couldn't make out what they were but as soon as he spotted a shelf full of different types of cock-shaped dildos he knew what kind of room this must be and his ears went down. His stare stopped at a slave that was bound to the wall. A dog, gray fur, of course, bound standing to what seemed like a wooden X-shaped cross where his wrists and ankles were tied to the corners. He was also naked and fully hard with his malehood on display for some reason, like he was enjoying it. He wore a collar and a hood over his head that covered everything except for a tiny opening over his nose. In a way it was weird he didn't know this room existed in his own family's castle, but then again, there were lots of places he didn't know very well as, since he was a prince, he had no need of them himself. Specially in the slave quarters.

"Well then here we are, my lord. My special room for training new slaves. My workplace! Had you ever seen it before? No, of course you haven't. You princes only want obedient slaves to fuck on your beds but never even stop to wonder where they come from. Like that one, for example. And don't worry, I assure you he can't see or hear anything."

The big bull spoke from behind him. Raenn turned to him with a muffled growl and an angry look, but the castle's slave master who had just screwed up his life by turning his regal, pure wolf appearance into that of a lowly dog commoner didn't seem intimidated at all. He watched as the bull locked the door, tugging it's key inside his pocket before walking past the wolf to a table.

"Tkk thshs thnngs utt off mmmu!"

The wolf complained doing his best to speak through the underwear keeping his muzzle shut and the bull just chuckled in response.

"Already making demands again, hmm? Let me teach you the very first lesson of your new life: Slaves don't make demands. What you want doesn't matter at all. You exist only to please your betters and, in fact, if you bother them with your insignificant desires they will... I mean, WE will punish you for being annoying."

The wolf's ears went down. Did the bull really intend to make a slave out of him? But he was prince! Of royal blood! Surely whatever potion or spell he and his cursed dog accomplice put on him to switch appearances couldn't be permanent. He didn't know much about magic but he was pretty sure these things couldn't be done. If he could get rid of the bull and find one of his brothers he could tell them all the truth, and then they would certainly help him...

"Now, for the first step of your new life, my lord."

Lost in his thoughts the wolf barely noticed the bull approaching him again. He tried to step back and retreat when he spotted the open collar at the bull's hands but every step he took made him feel the damned plug still inside him and, in consequence, made his hard cock throb in stimulation, much for his shame.

The bull's big hands held him by the fur of his head as he easily outpowered the bound wolf and adjusted the collar around his neck. He put it a little too tight. Raenn was sure that was on purpose. After closing the collar the bull pulled four weird shaped, colored pendants hanging around his neck from under his shirt. The slave master looked them over, picked a blue one and, taking it out of his neck and in his hand, brought it closer to touch the collar with it. As the bull finally let go of the wolf's fur he stepped back in a hurry, struggling again against the ropes that kept his hands bound and shaking his head in frustration for the weird and humiliating feeling of a collar around his neck. Raenn noticed the weird pendant in the bull's hand glowing after touching his collar and stopped his struggles with his ears up. If there was more weird magic involved it could get dangerous... But whatever it was surely the bull couldn't keep his hands tied forever and, as soon as he had his hands back, he would take this humiliating slave collar out.

"Now, my lord, I'm going to take that nasty thing out of your muzzle and we'll see if you've learned the first lesson. You will not try to shout or anything, understood?"

The bull spoke with smile on his face clearly was enjoying all of it. Every time he called Raenn "my lord" he added a tone of mockery that stirred the anger inside the wolf. Still looking at the bull with pure anger in his eyes, Raenn just nodded slowly in agreement.

The bull's hands came closer to untie the knot holding the musky underwear tight around his muzzle. As it finally came off, Raenn took a deep breath of pure air with much relief and instantly turned to the door to shout.

"HELP! GUAR..."

His shouting got cut off by a surprised whimper. The wolf staggered on his feet as his collar started to feel like it was burning around his neck. He looked down expecting to see fire but there was nothing, only excruciating pain. More whimpers and whines of pain came out of his muzzle from the pain he didn't understand. His eyes quickly getting wet, he looked at the bull who now had his hand strongly clenched against the pendant he'd been holding and displayed a big grin on his face looking down at the crying wolf. Raenn fell to his knees clumsily as tears started coming out of his eyes. He couldn't bear the pain. And then suddenly, it stopped completely. The wolf gasped, panting in relief with his muzzle now wet from the tears. Still on his knees he looked up confused at the bull, who chuckled.

"Such a crybaby. I've seen slaves resist the pain for hours before breaking. You looked like you were already going to pass out."

Raenn kept looking at the bull but the anger was now replaced by a hint of fear. He still didn't fully understand. He couldn't see his neck but it surely should have burn marks in it by now. Burn marks that should be aching in pain. But he felt nothing but the leather of the slightly too tight collar around his neck.

"I know what you're thinking. No, there's no permanent damage. You're wearing an enchanted collar. A slave collar, we call it. Pretty rare stuff and quite expensive. We only have five of them. I save'em for the slaves I know are going to be tough to break, though it makes it quite easy, or for special cases like yours. The pain is as high as I want it to be but it won't mark your neck. Some people prefer their slaves completely intact and, well, even a whip leaves its mark on fur, unfortunately. I'm not sure if whip marks would stay in this doggie look of yours or if they'd transfer to your wolfie looks, though. Guess we'll find out eventually. It's a very useful tool, that collar. It does a lot of things but I'm gonna let you find out about the rest of 'em by yourself."

Raenn's ears went down again. If the bull could inflict that much pain he'd have no choice but to obey. Taking the cursed collar out was now his first priority. At least, by what the bull had said, there WAS a way for him to be back to being the wolf he truly was. That alone was a wave of relief inside the wolf, despite everything. He moved to stand up again looking at the still smiling bull.

"You're going to pay for all of this. When my brothers find out about your betrayal you'll spend the rest of your days down in the dungeon and I'll be there with the new slave master every day to think about different ways to torture your sorry ass."

Raenn spoke with a calm but angry tone. His angry eyes were broken again by another whimper as the pain rose again in a single jolt that was gone as quickly as it began.

"I can assure you that is not going to happen, my lord. If anything, soon your brothers might be joining you in your new life. It'll be good cause you'll be able to help teach them to behave too."

The bull's smile grew larger.

"Now, let me brief you with the basics of being one of my slaves. You see, you're worth nothing now. That means that everything you can do, like seeing, hearing, using your hands, walking... heck, even breathing. Everything you can do is a privilege and you should be thanking me for letting you have it. And if you don't obey or even fail to show how thankful you are I'm gonna take those privileges away from you."

The wolf had to make an effort to contain his anger again. If only looks could kill. He decided to try a different strategy.

"You already took my wolf appearance away. There's nothing I can do now... If I knew you were so versatile in magic and alchemy you could have had a much more prestigious position in the castle."

Raenn knew how much the big bull loved to be praised. Probably the reason he became a slave master in the first place. It seemed to work as the bull's smile beamed with pride.

"I'm glad to see you are a fast learner! But no. As if you miserable wolves would ever give someone like me an opportunity to rise up to an important position. All you care about is noble blood and honor and royalty! Which is why I had to turn to others. With dragon magic even someone born from the lowest parts of the smallest town can be someone! Despite all your honorable royalty crap a lower commoner like me can still outsmart all of you. You being here right now is the greatest proof of that!"

The bull still seemed full of his pride, but now the wolf was smiling too. It worked, at least for something. So it was dragon magic. Both the bull and that dog that had been working with him must've been dragon agents. The dragon kingdom, though pretty far away, never got along too well with wolves. Or anyone else for that matter. They were probably after the wolves' military secrets or something. But to create such a big plot for that...

It didn't take long for the bull, looking down at the wolf's smile of triumph, realize that he'd said more than he was supposed to. His look of pride quickly turning into one of anger. The wolf's smile instantly faded too as another jolt of pain ran down from his neck. His whine echoing through the room once more. At least this one faded rather quickly as well.

"It seems I'm gonna have to go even harder that on you than I had anticipated. I was planning on using you a little bit today and then dispatch you to your new slave quarters but you're asking to be punished. So be it."

The wolf watched still panting and recovering from the jolt of pain the bull going to a big chest in a corner, opening it, and picking some stuff up from it. He couldn't quite make out what it was but by the sound of it it seemed like a bunch of belts. Walking back to the wolf, the bull grabbed him by his collar dragging him through the floor while the wolf tried helplessly to stand or at least follow on his knees. They stopped right in front of the dog slave that had been bound to the X-shaped cross all this time. The dog's cock still rock hard for some reason and Raenn could smell the musk of it from afar. The bull leaned over behind him and, for the wolf's surprise, grabbed the plug lodged in his ass and yanked it out in a single pull. The fast movement made the wolf grunt and his hard cock twitch but the relief of having his tailhole free was huge. Maybe his own humiliating erection would finally fade without that damned thing's constant stimulation.

"While I wish I could punish you myself I have other duties I must attend to. Don't worry, though, as I made sure that tomorrow I'll have plenty of time to spend with you. But today you are going to stay here and suck your fellow slave's cock until you make him cum three times. If you fail to do that until I come back your punishment will grow harsher."

That damned smile of pride returned to the bull's smug face as he stated his conditions. The wolf made no attempt to hide his outrage at the ridiculous orders this time. A low growl coming from his throat as his muzzle showed his teeth in reflex of his rage.

"I won't even touch this lowly slave's disgusting cock! I won't stand for your twisted forms of punis..."

Once again, the wolf's words got interruped by a whine as the pain started again. While the wolf writhed in his pain the bull shook his head slowly.

"I thought you'd be smarter, little prince. You don't seem to get it yet that you will do whatever I want you to do. If I want you to suck every cock in this kingdom that's what you're gonna do. But then again, I knew you were gonna say that."

As the bull let go of the pendant the wolf let out a gasp as the pain finally stopped again. It lasted longer this time. His eyes wet with tears again as he rested still on his knees. His head low, he didn't see the bull adjusting his belts over him. Raenn, still recovering, could offer no big resistance as the bull grabbed him by the collar again and raised his head to stay right in front of the slave's hard cock. The wolf's sensitive nose picking up it's musk much more now causing the wolf to make a disgusting face in reflex. As he stared at the cock in front of him his ears went down as all he could think about was that he didn't want to suck it. He'd never really sucked a cock before. Well, once, when he was curious about what the slaves did to him in an almost daily basis, he'd asked one of them to try it. It was a small otter, he remembered, and by the gods that otter was good at sucking. Still, as he began sucking at the otter's cock he found out that he hated the strong taste and all the effort that it required. He made the slave swear on his life never to tell anyone. And now here he was. The dog's cock looked a lot like his own. Red, the knot could be seen still hiding in his gray sheath, and big. Looking up this close the wolf could see the dog was tall. Taller than his wolf self, probably, and the dog also featured quite a bit of muscle in his bound arms and legs. The dog's cock was also larger than his own. Larger than many he'd seen before...

Dreading the slave's cock Raenn didn't pay attention to what the bull was doing over him. Suddenly, his collar flared with pain once more. The wolf cried instantly as this time the pain came as a big surprise. It lasted no more than a second, but as the wolf opened his muzzle to whine the bull held it and kept it open. Confused, Raenn struggled against it, pulling back and trying to bite down on the bull's hands but the slave master held him down skillfully. The whole ordeal took no more than ten seconds as the bull slipped something made of metal and leather inside the wolf's muzzle, who instantly tried hard to bite down on it instead of pulling back. He found that his teeth could do nothing more than hurt when trying to bite down on the metal ring coated in leather now inside his muzzle and before he realized it, the bull had strapped something behind his head as well keeping it well in place. A ring-gag. It took too long for the wolf to recognize it but his ears folded back as he did, shaking his head strongly trying helplessly to shove it away. But now strapped behind his head and with his paws still bound behind his back this thing wasn't going anywhere.

"Tkk thigghs thngs uutt uff mmmmmmm!"

The wolf complained in what was almost a whine but the bull just smiled again. Drool was already running down the wolf's muzzle as he could no longer close it. How could he'd been so careless? He shouldn't have let the bull put that on him. And now he was even more powerless...

"Why, it looks good on you, slave. Let's get this going, shall we? I've lost too much time with you already and your damned brothers are gonna punish me if I run late. But we both know that won't last for long, though, eh? Get to sucking."

Saying that, the bull's hand grabbed the fur behind the wolf's head and shoved his face down the dog's cock. The wolf instantly gagged as the cock entered his muzzle, going straight to his throat. His eyes getting wet instantly as the strong, musky taste of the dog's cock assaulted his tongue. He moved it, trying to get it away from the cock but finding there was no space in his muzzle that wasn't filled with it. He kept gagging and trying desperately to pull back but the bull's hand kept him in place. Though he slowly got used to the feeling of the big member against his throat by force he still struggled to breath. He panted hard, gasping for air as he chocked with the dog's cock in his muzzle.

"Breath through your nose, you idiot. You better learn it or you're gonna die chocking in a slave's cock. A fitting end for a prince like you, I'd say."

The bull spoke calmly and, desperate, the wolf tried to calm down and start breathing through his nose. He took deep breaths through it and found he could indeed still breath, though it was incredibly uncomfortable and, with his nose very close to the dog's shaggy fur, the dog's scent was a constant assault on his nose. Specially mixed with the salty taste of his cock.

"Good boy. That's how it's done. It seems you have some talent when it comes to deep-throating big cocks. That'll come in handy in the future."

Tears kept rolling down the wolf's muzzle as he stayed very still now, breathing loudly through his nose but getting used to the feeling of the huge cock in his muzzle and throat. The taste and smell so very strong. For the first time he noticed the bound dog moving ever so slightly in his bonds along with small sounds coming from his hooded muzzle. Moans? Whines? He honestly couldn't tell but it hardly mattered. He could see the dog's knot growing out of his sheath, apparently too big to go through the ring gag. At least without considerable strength.

"Your fellow slave doesn't seem to be enjoying your work very much. I suggest you try harder. Remember, you have to get him to cum three times. If you fail, you'll be punished and tomorrow you'll have the opportunity to try again."

With his ears folded back, Raenn glanced at the bull to see him grinning. The fucking bastard. The wolf still tried to pull back from the cock but the bull's hand behind his head kept him steady. He heard the bull messing with his belts. Skillfully and single-handed, the bull started messing with the ring-gag around his muzzle, which apparently had buckles on the sides. He attached what seemed like a belt to it, looped it behind the dog's waist and attached it on the other side of his muzzle somehow. Raenn couldn't quite understand how it worked but he felt his head pulled deeper into the cock as the bull gave the belt a strong tug. He gagged again as the big cock went yet a bit deeper into his muzzle and instantly tried to pull back again but now he found even more resistance as the ring-gag attached to his muzzle and secured with a belt kept his head firmly in place against the dog's crotch. He whimpered in complaint, still trying helplessly to pull back and now glancing at the smirking bull who now had both his hands free.

"There you go. You look so cute like that. I'd order you to swallow your friend's loads but I don't think I even have to, right? Now, I'm gonna be late. If they punish me you'll get punished for keeping me here for so long. I'll be back in a few hours to check on you and your duty. Don't disappoint me, my lord."

Still glancing at the bull, the wolf let out a few more whines that came out very muffled by the cock in his muzzle. He watched as the smiling bull turned around and went away. He heard the door behind him opening and closing. The bull was really going to leave him like this for hours? His jaws were already hurting from being forced to stay open so wide. His arms felt sore for being tied behind his back for so long. His wrists shafed by the ropes so much he didn't struggle against the bonds around them anymore. Even his back hurt in this uncomfortable kneeling position. And yet, all of that was nothing compared to the feeling of the dog's cock stuck deep in his muzzle. He was almost used to the strong taste of it already but sometimes it just felt... saltier. It was listening to the dog's small, muffled moans in the silence that he finally realized the saltier taste was actually the dog's pre falling straight on his tongue. He couldn't help but make a disgusted face.

Time went by ever so slowly. He wasn't going to suck on some slave's cock to make him cum just because the bull ordered, though the threat of having to do this again tomorrow fell heavily on him. Surely it was just a bluff. It must've been. Raenn wasn't going to let himself be broken and turned into a pathetic slave. He was going to keep his pride and make the bull pay. But it felt weird on his mind to think about keeping his pride with his muzzle stuck on a cock.

The wolf adjusted his tongue every now and then trying to get away from the dog's constant leaking of pre but that just caused the dog to let out more muffled moans. The damned slave was enjoying this. He didn't know how long it had been since this dog had had any release but the bastard seemed quite pent up.

It came suddenly for Raenn. He heard yet another very muffled moan from the dog that seemed higher and that was the only clue he could catch. The dog's cock, which had been throbbing harder inside his muzzle, suddenly started letting out the dog's seed almost directly at the wolf's throat while the dog moaned in pleasure. He choked in surprise at first, the taste of the dog's cum salty and strong over his tongue. Coughing clumsily, he drooled a little bit of the dog's load down his neck but as his muzzle, that was already full with the big cock, got filled with jet after jet of cum he had no choice but to swallow in loud gulps. The dog went on cumming for what seemed like forever for the wolf. His eyes full of tears for the strong taste flooding his muzzle and the humiliation that came along with it. He was panting hard over the dog's cock when it throbbed the last smaller jets of cum into his tongue before stopping completely. The dog groaned under his hood and moved his hips slightly. His cock still rock hard with his knot fully formed right in front of the wolf's muzzle but now probably sensitive in the afterglow of his orgasm. The wolf wasn't even thinking about that, though, too busy recovering from the newest most humiliating experience of his life.

Having time to catch up his breath now the taste in his mouth seemed even worse. Did his cum taste like this too? He'd seen slaves that seemed happy to swallow his load. But now having time to breath, Raenn noticed for the first time that his own cock was rock hard underneath. He couldn't see it, but he was sure it'd been dripping down on the floor. It felt strangely stimulated. The pleasure over it making him wish he could jerk off right now as he didn't feel so far from cumming himself, but only the thought of HIM getting hard for sucking a slave's cock was outrageous. It couldn't be. Yet here it was. It made him blush in even greater shame and glad that no one was around to see it. But man, was he horny... It felt very frustrating to be unable to do anything about it. Not that he would jerk off while sucking a cock, of course. He'd never give the bull the satisfaction of seeing he cummed for this. But...

A little while later the dog's cock seemed to start retreating to it's sheath inside the wolf's muzzle for being tired. Having a little more room to breath was a big relief for the wolf and, ignoring the dog's grunts of complaint for the movement over his sensitive member, he struggled hard against the belts. He almost managed to get his muzzle off the dog's cock. However, probably due to his muzzle struggling and moving so much over it, the dog's shaft soon began hardening again. The wolf let out a whimper noticing it and struggled harder, but soon the dog's boner was filling his muzzle completely once more as the whole ordeal started from scratch.

Even worse, his own cock was still so very hard. He didn't understand why he was getting off from this but after a while his frustration started growing more and more. The humiliation was too big. He woke up a prince and now he was on his knees, muzzle tied to a horny slave's cock sucking it and hard from it himself. The afternoon had only just began and the bull probably wouldn't be back for hours yet, which meant no getting away from the slave's cock and no relief for him either. He wouldn't let himself be broken into a slave, though. He wouldn't. He'd still get his revenge. But his determined line of thought got broken this time as he felt a drop of pre hit his tongue again.