Chapter 9: Gang Banged Blind
#9 of The Mating Season 3
Chapter 9: Gang Banged Blind
Tyneawoke Kilyan the next morning just before dawn, as promised. Together, they crept from Tyne's cabin in search of Keeno. Keeno wasn't in the storage room, he wasn't anywhere below deck. Kilyan was starting to get worried. They went above deck now, Kilyan with his paws behind his neck, for they figured it was better if Kilyan kept pretending to be under Tyne's power, after all. But when they emerged into the gloomy dawn, they were shocked to find all the sailors waiting for them. They were surrounded by furious wolves leering at them over crossbows, and to Kilyan's horror, Keeno was tied to the masthead with an apple in his mouth. His dark eyes looked at Kilyan, wide and apologetic, and Kilyan didn't understand why: how was any of this Keeno's fault? And then as Kilyan's eyes darted over the leering, ugly faces of the sailors, he realized that Yana and Yuri were no where in sight.
"What's going on here?" Tyne barked, and Kilyan knew without having to look at him that he was trying to keep his composure, to remind these wolves that he was their superior. "I told you to let the male slaves walk free --"
"Unless they tried to escape," cut one of the sailors across Tyne. He jerked his head back at Keeno. "We caught this one helpin' the female and her pup get away. They're gone thanks to him!"
Kilyan was mildly shocked: the sailor was speaking his language! But he felt a wave of relief. At least Yana and Yuri had escaped this madness. So that's why Keeno looked so guilty! But how could Kilyan blame him? It was Kilyan's fault they were here in the first place, not Keeno's!
"So the tan one helped the others escape," snapped Tyne. "That's no reason to hold a weapon on me! And when I tell the chieftess --"
"You ain't gonna tell the chieftess nothin'," said the same sailor scathingly. "Because we all know yer ah goddamned traitor, or else ya wouldn't be cuddlin' this one in yer cabin all night. You were helpin' them escape! Why the hell else did ya let the males walk around free?"
"I tell you, I wasn't --!" Tyne snarled, but several sailors started forward, aiming their crossbows at Tyne's throat in warning. Tyne made another move and Kilyan's heart sank when he was punched, then beaten to the ground. They stripped Tyne of his belt and dragged him over to the masthead where Keeno was bound and gagged with the green apple. Tyne was still protesting, giving threats through a bloody nose, and a filthy gag was tied in his mouth to silence him. He stood there against the mast, bound to it in rope, glaring from under a streak of gray mane.
Kilyan stiffened as he realized the sailors were moving in on him. He knew with a burning heart that he was about to be raped and the rage must've fired in his eyes because the sailors laughed at him. Of course it was going to happen: the sailors had never been able to keep their paws off Kilyan. They leered at him, rubbing their own cocks, looking him up and down, and then Kilyan was dragged by the mane back to that stupid wooden contraption they called the block. His neck was placed in the large center hole and his wrists were placed in the smaller ones either side of it, then he was locked in, his body bent, his ass and dick exposed to their slaps and caresses. And before the first tear fell from Kilyan's eye, he had a cock in his mouth and a cock in his ass. He groaned, he wept. Oh, not like this -- not in front of Keeno and Tyne! He could hear them both grunting angrily around their gags, could hear their ropes creaking as they struggled, but the sailors keep laughing, kept raping Kilyan hard in both ends.
Kilyan wanted to squirm but he knew it was pointless. He was trapped in this stupid thing and they were brutal. They ploughed him so hard they shook the wooden frame holding him, and his mouth was soon sore from the cock holding it wide open. He wanted to die. But they just kept right on. He could feel their paws fondling every now and then at his cock, and then to his horror, one of them had knelt under him and was sucking his balls. He felt them being slurped and sucked even as he was being so brutally raped. And the wooden contraption kept rocking and Keeno and Tyne were roaring now behind their gags and Kilyan . . . all Kilyan could do was weep.
When it was over, Kilyan's knees felt weak. He was trembling to hold himself up in the contraption, and the sailors seemed to sense this. They unlocked the block and Kilyan fell out of it, collapsing to the deck. He'd been fucked so hard he was in a daze. He could hear the sailors taunting Tyne in the common tongue.
"How'dja like that, Tyne? Seein' yer precious pet fucked blind?"
Kilyan heard more laughter, then he was quickly wrestled down, pinned by his arms and legs on his back. He struggled weakly, and they laughed at him. The sailors crowded now around Kilyan's cock and took turns fondling him. He wanted to beg for them to stop, wanted to roar for them to leave him alone, but he realized when he looked up at their leering faces that roaring was exactly what they wanted! They wanted him to scream at them the same way he had the other night, to beg for release when it would never be given. Realizing this, Kilyan bit his lip and glowered, but the sailors only laughed at him again.
Kilyan's dick was suddenly devoured, and he groaned angrily. He ground his teeth, willing his cock not to react. He would die before he was forced to feel this pleasure, to spill his seed for this crude, ugly wolf! He would die! But the sailor kept sucking Kilyan vigorously, his head working up and down rapidly between Kilyan's hard thighs, his mouth gulping, his lips pulling hungrily. Kilyan felt his cock throbbing, jerking to hold back, but the pleasure just kept building, and his hungry organ swelled thicker and hotter under the licking and sucking, threatening to betray him by releasing.
The wet sucking and slurping continued, and to Kilyan's further rage, the sailors started tweaking his nipples, pinching them, pulling them, even caressing them. Some of them leaned down to suck them. Kilyan squirmed and bucked now only to receive a slap across the face. He heard them jibbering in their own language, laughing at him, slapping his thighs, and his cock was being sucked more enthusiastically than ever. He felt his attacker pull back and lick the very head of his cock tenderly, carefully, and Kilyan clenched his teeth when dick flinched. God - no -- Kilyan's head fell back and it happened: he came with a groan in this monster's, in this crude thing's paw! And the sailors all cheered! And before Kilyan could lift his head to see what was happening, the sailors were crowding around to lick his cum from him! They slurped it eagerly from his thighs, his belly, his balls, his soft penis. Kilyan was trembling and moaning, held down as he was to the floor, helpless under these eager licks.
He closed his eyes and his face contorted when he was being fondled again. He felt his cock getting hard, standing erect as if it was enjoying this torture even as Kilyan, red in the face with the strain, willed himself to feel nothing.
Unable to withstand it any longer, Kilyan started bucking now, enraged, and he could still hear Keeno and Tyne somewhere roaring behind their gags as the sailors were laughing and cheering. He bucked so hard that he received another slap in the face and fell still, his mind spinning. They sucked him so many times and he came so many times that he had soon sagged on the floorboards, defeated and covered in cum. And he realized as they turned him onto his stomach and spread his buttocks wide apart, that they had been tiring him on purpose! Making him tired just so they could rape him free of the block! This enraged Kilyan all the more, and he started growling, his entire body tense, but it was pointless. They held his buttocks open wide and took turns raping him, hard and fast. And after they had tired of that, they held Kilyan suspended between them and raped his anus two cocks at a time until Kilyan was being held wide open, until he was torn and bleeding, and they fucked Kilyan so hard that he passed out.