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It was still early. The morning chill bristled the wolf's fur as he waited. He stood straight, with a towel hanging over his lifted arm and looking at the bathroom door anxiously. The wolf knew his master would be coming anytime now and he couldn't wait to see him. Just the thought of it made his tail twitch in a wagging motion. The square shaped bath tub next to him was big and filled to the brim. He had made and tended himself to the small patch of fire carefully built at it's side to keep the water warm. The master liked warm water despite his nature.

The wolf had a well cared dark gray fur with white marks that tinted his back in several spots and he was proud to display deep yellow eyes. The master demanded his fur to be always clean and soft, therefore he took great care in keeping it that way. The wolf wore nothing but a leather harness that looped over his shoulders and made a cross against his chest. The kind a sled dog would use. That, and a thick leather collar around his neck that, the master always said, went very well with the cock ring he wore around his semi-hard shaft. It was tight around his member just above where his knot usually engorged and it kept it from retreating completely to it's sheath. He didn't like it very much, but the master did. The master picked everything he was wearing just for him. The other servants and workers of the castle wore normal, simple clothes like he once wore and always laughed and teased him, but he didn't care. These clothes made the master happy.

Waiting and waiting the wolf's mind started to wander. It wandered back to the wolf kingdom castle, so very different from this one. He remembered the awe he felt when he was just a young pup and went there for the first time. Everything so big, unlike his old small house in the village. This one lacked that certain something that made it beautiful. It felt just... cold. Both literally and figuratively. The damp, chilly weather outside made the stone walls feel cold all the time. He found himself feeling a small tingle of sorrow for his old memories. He didn't understand the feeling. Those things always happened when he let his mind wander. He didn't like to let his mind wander. He liked being with the master.

His sensitive canine ears spiked up as they caught something. Steps in the stone, ever so soft, like feathers. A small whisper deep within the silence that often reigned over the castle. His tail wagged slowly behind him as he kept listening carefully. They slowly got closer and closer. A small smile appeared in the wolf's muzzle staring at the door. Soon enough the door opened and the wolf's heart swelled in his chest. A big smile opened in his muzzle and his tail couldn't help but wag fast. His master, the dragon, entered the bathroom calmly, smirking as he glanced at him the way he always did. The sight of the master brought a sense of wonder to the wolf that he couldn't describe in any way. His perfectly clean scales gleamed against the light that came through the small windows, almost reflecting it. The dragon's scales were white but one could swear they were really made of silver by the way they shone. The dragon was tall like all dragons were. Taller than him. He'd seen many dragon soldiers before who displayed thick arms and broad chests under their scales, but the master had none of that. He was slender and fit in a way that fitted him just perfectly. He wore nothing but his usual morning robe held together by a tie at his waist. The master was perfect. Perfect from the tip of the claws of his bare feet up to the tip of the very small horns in his head. Legend said dragons once had wings that allowed them to soar through the skies, but were cursed by a higher being and lost them. The master didn't need wings to look majestic. He was perfect in every single way.

"Good morning, Dog. Slept well in your cage tonight?"

The dragon spoke with his typical calm tone. There was a hint of arrogance in his voice. There always was. Another perfect trait he had. The first thing that came to the wolf's mind was that he was not a dog. He was a perfectly pure wolf. Along with that came that small feeling of dread in the back of his mind. Another thing he didn't understand. He once had another name. In the old dull days before the master. It was something with an "E", he thought, but he couldn't quite remember. It didn't matter, though, as Dog was the name his master had so kindly gave him and therefore Dog was his name.

"I did not, master. I can't sleep well without you, master."

The wolf spoke still smiling wide. It was true. He couldn't be truly happy away from his master. At least that's what the master had said, and the master knew the truth of things.

"That's too bad. Only good dogs get to sleep with their master. You will be a good dog for me, won't you, Dog?"

The dragon spoke with a snicker this time, but the wolf was quick to nod. His tail still wagging.

"Yes, master! I will be a good dog!"

The dragon stepped to the big tub and tested the water's temperature with a claw. He gave a small nod of approval that made the wolf yet a little bit happier. He then proceeded to untie his robe at his waist, pulling it over his shoulders and letting it fall back to the floor proudly, without a hint of shame for standing fully naked. Dog's eyes marveled at the sight of the master's body. For him, it felt like he was staring at a god. The wolf's exposed cock sprang up to activity in arousal as he marveled at the dragon's features. The dragon's nuts hung low between his legs, scaled in a slightly lighter but still silvery color that started at their very base and went through the dragon's belly and chest all the way to his neck, and also big, matching the dragon's size. His cock hung over them as well, still flaccid but still massive and without a sheath to hide it like the wolf had. But then again, why hide such beauty? The ring around the wolf's cock felt tighter as his wolfhood slowly grew to full hardness while he kept staring at the master. It was the strangest thing, he found himself thinking. Before, in the old days, he hadn't even been into males at all. Yet, when he was taken, the master had said he would marvel and get aroused for his body whenever he saw it. And the master had been right, as always.

The dragon stepped into the tub with grace. One foot first, then the other. Then he slowly sat down in the water, resting his head against one of it's borders and lifting his feet over the other with a sigh of pleasure.

"Come closer, Dog. I have just received the most wonderful news this morning."

"Yes, master."

Dog's tail wagged hard again. He stepped up to stand right in front of the tub looking down at his master. The dragon's eyes were closed as he relaxed.

"Why don't you start by cleaning my feet like you always do? I'm afraid this water is not enough to clean between my claws quite like you do."

Dog couldn't help but smile again. The master would let him be useful again! He quickly put the towel down and got to his knees, his muzzle right in level with the dragon's lifted feet over the tub's border.

"Of course, master! It's my biggest pleasure."

The wolf was quick to answer and he meant every word. Yet deep inside, at the back of his mind, he felt those things again. Anger? Shame? It was too distant to tell for sure. As his sensitive canine nose got closer to the dragon's feet he could smell the sweat that still covered them even after they'd been wet. The dragon did walk barefoot in the castle all the time. A thousand strong smells assaulted the wolf's nose and he didn't like any of them. It made his strange feelings get a tiny bit stronger. He didn't like those feelings at all, for they made no sense. He had a chance to pleasure the master and that's what he was going to do. Without hesitating, he started licking the dragon's feet with enthusiasm. He might have considered using his hands and the water to clean but his tongue was the only thing worthy of cleaning his feet, the master had said. The many smells that assaulted his nose before passed on to hit his lapping tongue. It tasted ever so bitter and it made his eyes tear up in reflex. But it was for the master and thus, it didn't matter.

"The plan is working. It has begun and it is working. I thought it would be polite to let you know since it regards you as well."

The dragon spoke calmly while toeing his feet against the wolf's muzzle. He had an almost mocking tone.

"The plan is simply brilliant. It only illustrate how superior we dragons are towards your weak, furry kind. It is only natural that we rule over you."

Dog could see the dragon smile from between his feet as he leaned his head sideways to get his long, soft tongue between the dragon's claws. The taste was even stronger.

"Why waste time and resources assembling a whole army to dominate a kingdom? A kingdom is made of people and the people follow their king. Therefore, control the king, and you henceforth control the people."

The dragon let out a small amused laugh while switching his feet to let Dog start cleaning the other one.

"You are probably still wondering why I am telling you this. Like I said, it regards you, for me and my lord brothers are going to start by the wolf kingdom. The proud wolf kingdom of the west, the cold bear kingdom to the north and the sandy tiger kingdom to the south. All of them will belong to us in due time."

The wolf felt a small surge of rage in the back of his mind that made his licking flinch for a fraction of a second. He quickly discarded it, though, like he always did.

"My brothers are on their way to the wolf kingdom as we speak. As soon as they get there the rest of the plan will be set in motion. That fool of a king and his little brothers won't know what hit them. Then, after they are no longer useful, maybe I will make of them delightful little doggies like I made of you. Would it not be just wonderful to have the royalty you used to serve so fiercely right by your side helping you clean my feet? I would be absolutely thrilled to have a prince as my faithful thrall. There is an awful lot of royal dogs in that kingdom. I'm sure they can spare one or two to be my playthings."

The anger spiked stronger inside Dog this time. Anger, shame, duty. That's what it was? He still wasn't sure. It felt like it was so far away. Maybe he was angry at the prospect of having to share his master with another wolf. That would indeed be a bad thing. The master was all his to enjoy and please. That was probably it.

"That is enough of cleaning my feet, Dog. Step inside with me now and tend to my... other needs. I am in a wonderful mood this morning."

The wolf's ears went up with him when he stood up ceasing to lick the master's foot. The taste stuck strong to his tongue. It always did, but it was the taste of the master. His tail wagged furiously behind him as he nodded and stepped carefully inside the tub as well. It was big enough for three of him along with the dragon. The water danced as he slowly got down, getting on his knees at the laying dragon's side. Dog's own cock was still rock hard. It throbbed in excitement as the wolf's hands started massaging the dragon's big balls slowly. He knew how the master liked it and, hearing a small groan of approval coming from the dragon's throat, he was sure of it.

"Do you still remember your old life, I wonder? Remember the day my soldiers brought you and your pathetic little spy squad to me? All shackled and ragged you were..."

The dragon smiled again as if it was a fond memory. Dog just nodded.

"Yes master, I remember."

He remembered indeed. It had been a confusing day. He remembered a lot of bad really bad feelings he couldn't quite name. He remembered that, for some reason, he hadn't been struck in awe the first time he laid his eyes on the master. He remembered dread, disgust, more anger, pride. It made no sense. But then the master had been kind to make it all make sense.

"Of course you do. You are still in there. Deep in there, buried and locked beneath everything I created is still that old you. That 'proud' pure wolf that said he would never surrender and betray his kin. I still haven't found a way to get rid of it completely. Someday I will. Until then you will just have to keep wearing my wonderful magical toys to make sure you will always be a good boy for your master. I am sure you would never want to go back to the way you were before, would you, Dog?"

"No, master. I want to be with you forever!"

Dog responded quickly. Just the thought of not being with his master anymore was unbearable. Yet he felt his muzzle hot. Flushing? The feelings in the back of his mind were strong now. Humiliation? He decided to focus on pleasing the master instead to make it go away. The dragon's cock was almost fully hard now. It's tip stood just above the water level. It was huge, even for the dragon's already big size. He shifted his attention towards it, stroking it slowly with a hand while the other continued to care for the dragon's nuts. His own cock throbbed harder with pent up arousal.

"That's a good dog. You deserve a reward for being so loyal. Go ahead and stroke yourself too while you tend to me."

Dog's tail wagged slowly underwater. The master was so generous! One of his hands was quick to move to his needy shaft to start stroking it. It felt so good. Of course, the focus of his attention was still the dragon's member. It stood proud fully hard now, throbbing in his caring paw every now and then as he stroked it with care. Up and down, from tip to base. His own cock throbbed too, full of need. He found himself dripping in the water way before the dragon and he couldn't help but let out a small moan of pleasure. The dragon seemed to notice it.

"Needy, aren't you, Dog? Hmmm... Remind me again, how many times have I let you release in this month I have had you?"

Dog's ears went down, folding back against his head.

"None, master."

"And how many times have I taken you, Dog?"

"Twenty two, master."

"My, my. I would guess an young wolf such as yourself probably has a lot in store waiting to come out."

Dog just nodded. He slowed down the strokes on his own cock. His balls ached. He always got so close to his release. So delightfully close. But the master had said he wasn't allowed to cum without permission. He would be a very bad dog if he did and that was the very last thing he wanted. Still, it had been harder and harder to keep himself from cumming. He remembered he used to release his seed almost every day whenever he wasn't working in the old days. He remembered the wonderful feeling it was. He wanted it so badly. But what he wanted didn't matter. It was what his master wanted that mattered now.

"Stand up now, Dog. Stand up over me and position your entrance over my cock."

The dragon was looking at him now. He still had that arrogant, smug smile in his muzzle. The wolf loved that smile. He let go of both cocks and stood up from the water. It dripped heavily and made his fur feel heavy. Standing inside the tub he stepped over the dragon with one foot and spread his legs, squatting down until his ass touched the tip of the dragon's hard, huge shaft just above the water. He felt it throb under him. His own red rocket stood proudly in the air pointing at the dragon as he looked down at his master. His ears were still down and that annoying feeling of shame didn't leave now. It always got in the way of his time pleasuring the master.

"Good boy. Now lower yourself into it. Slowly. I want to feel every inch sinking into that tight tailhole of yours."

Dog nodded again still looking at his master's eyes. He started lowering himself by bending his knees. At first, it was a little hard as he pressed his own tight ass against the dragon's head but soon enough he felt it give in and it popped inside him. He couldn't help but let out a grunt for the intense feeling of the dragon's massive member invading his tailhole as he slowly lowered himself deeper into it. Inch by inch it penetrated him. He remembered the first times he had taken his master's cock inside him. It had hurt so much. But he slowly got used to the pain. After all, it brought great pleasure to the master. He had no other choice. Plus, it also gave him pleasure, even if he always ended up more needy than he was before he started.

The dragon groaned, closing his eyes again as Dog continued lowering himself into his cock. The wolf gritted his teeth as over half the dragon's size stood inside him. He slowed down even more now. The last inches were always the hardest. He felt himself stuffed completely. His insides burned. He stopped to take a breath, bracing himself to continue when suddenly the pain flared. He couldn't help but let out a whimper. The dragon under him let out a small laugh as the wolf panted, recovering from the sudden thrust forward he had given him, burying the rest of his cock in the tight tailhole. It hurted like hell at first, but now hilted with his master's dragonhood the wolf let some of his weight off his legs completely, sitting over the dragon's lap with the huge cock completely lodged inside him. His ears were still glued to his head and his cock, of course, throbbed in great need just over the dragon's scaled belly.

"Good boy, very good. There's nothing I love more than the feeling of my Dog's tight tailhole around my cock."

The small praise made Dog's tail wag slowly again, despite everything.

"Now, I want you to raise yourself up until my cock is almost out of you and then lower yourself again. Ride my cock, Dog. Slowly at first, then faster every time."

"Y.. yes, master."

The wolf agreed with a grunt. His weight back at his legs, he started lifting himself again. The massive cock moving inside him made him shiver. He felt so full. And yet, it also rubbed against every single pleasure spot he had. The stimulation translated to his own cock immediately. He let one of his hands near it wishing he could just stroke it. But that wasn't what his master wanted. He kept raising himself slowly until he sighed in relief feeling only the head of the master's big tool inside him, but then he started lowering himself again as ordered. He grunted again feeling it penetrate him all over again. It was a little easier this time, but still far from comfortable.

"Yes... Yesss... Good boy, good doggie. If only your precious military companions could see you now. Riding on a dragon's cock and dripping like a faucet from doing it..."

The shame rose again. It almost hurt. But it made no sense. He tried to focus on his duty once again. He raised himself over the cock once more and then went down. Up, then down. Again and again. It got easier as his ass got spread by the dragon's cock. The water helped, too. Soon, he was riding the dragon's cock in a decent pace. Looking at the master Dog saw the dragon's eyes closed again as he moaned. He felt happy for being able to pleasure his master in such a way. His own cock dripped with great need too, though. His balls ached again. He felt an amazing level of stimulation as he fucked himself over the dragon's cock. So much pleasure. He wished so hard he could touch himself now. He was moaning too every now and then but his moans were nothing compared to the dragon's.

"That's good. That's great... Good boy, very good... Stroke yourself too, Dog. I'm close... When I cum, I want you to hilt yourself with my cock and sit over my lap as I fill you."

The wolf nodded again. The dragon wasn't even paying attention to him but his heart swelled with his orders. He could stroke himself too! His hand was at his cock in a blink and he started jerking it fiercely. His riding on the master's cock got even faster as his own pleasure built up. His cock kept dripping pre, slicking his own paw that pumped it with vigor. He was so close now. He felt the dragon close too. After so many times, he knew well what the strong throbs of the dragon's cock inside him meant. His master's pleasure came first, and thus, as he lowered himself, he went all the way down sitting on his master's lap with the dragon's cock fully inside him just as the dragon let out a higher moan. He felt the dragon's shaft throb even harder before he the dragon's warm seed gushed inside him, filling him deeply with several jets of dragon cum. The far away shame got higher than ever at that point. This time, though, he was too lost in his own pleasure to care about it too. He kept jerking off his cock with his hand, pumping it. He heard the dragon's heavier breath as his orgasm start dying out, the cock inside him letting out it's last spurts of thick cum.

Dog opened his eyes and saw the dragon staring straight at him. The smug smile even wider in his muzzle. The wolf wasn't sure what it meant. He wasn't sure if he was allowed to cum this time, but now it was too late. He was too close. He felt the familiar rush of his climax coming over him, boiling his blood, filling him with the prefix of the greatest of all pleasures. The one he longed for for so long. He moaned as it was coming, he felt his cock throb in his hand, and then... it stopped. His ears went down instantly as the surge of pleasure just vanished before it hit it's peak of climax. He let out a whimper, confused. The dragon's eyes weren't looking at his now, but rather at his cock. He followed the master's gaze to see the ring around his cock, tight just above his now fully engorged knot, glowing strongly. It grew in a blue light he had never seen before. He still felt more aroused than ever, his cock hard and needy, ever so close. His balls ached even more after getting so close to release and being denied it. And he still didn't understand. He whined again, continuing to look at his master looking for an explanation.

"Aww. Did you want to release too, Dog? But I didn't give you permission. One of the many uses of that particular toy is to make sure you won't release your doggie seed without my consent. And since you obviously tried to, I think you don't deserve your release today."

The dragon's smile only grew wider. Dog's tail went down along with his ears this time. He wanted to cum so, so badly. But his master didn't want him to. The voice in the back of his mind screamed at him. So many feelings buried within. But he couldn't worry about them. He just nodded.

"Yes, master. I'm so sorry, master."

The dragon seemed very satisfied. He brought one of his hands up to toy with the wolf's throbbing cock, making it bounce. The small movement was enough to make him hold off a moan once more.

"Yes, you should be. Now, I'm tired and want to rest. You can step out now. Dry yourself with a towel."

The wolf nodded once more. He stood up, grunting again as the dragon's popped out of his spread ass. It felt empty now. He could still feel the dragon's cum leaking out of his used hole and soaking into his wet fur. He stepped out of the tub slowly and started to dry himself until the dragon spoke again.

"Ah, but keep your tailhole like that for a while longer. I want some time alone now. You can take a stroll around the castle to take some time to think about what you've done. I want everyone to see that eager cock and that leaking ass of yours. Walk the whole way to the gate and back again three times, then come see me in my quarters and I will think of something you can do to make it up to me."

"Oh! Yes, master!"

Dog obeyed, finishing to dry his fur just enough to avoid dripping water all over the castle. He stepped out of the door with his cock still hard, aching with need, and cum dripping down the back of his legs. But he was glad. Glad he'd get more time with the master soon and glad that he would get a chance to please the master better this time.