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Once again, Raenn found himself walking almost naked through his own castle's corridors with his hands tied behind his back. The bull was right behind him, towering over him. The cursed traitorous slave master who had ruined his life. Just the thought of it made a low growl rumble in his throat.

Raenn still felt tired. The block of stone with a mattress filled with hay the slaves called a bed had been rough on his back, which was used to his silk-filled, soft, king-sized one. Probably wouldn't have slept at all if he hadn't been so tired after the rough previous day. As if sleep itself hadn't been hard enough to achieve, he'd been awakened at the break of dawn. The sun barely up in the sky, that other wolf slave, Zeke was his name, woke him up and pestered him to get up. The slave had taken him to the inner pools in the castle's back garden where some slaves were bathing while others were washing clothes in the same damn water. There, he was literally pushed to take the coldest bath of his life. He now valued the tubs filled with heated water the slaves prepared in the upper washrooms so much more. All the more reason for him to escape the grasp of these bastards making a slave out of him in his own castle with trickery.

The wolf slave hadn't believed him when he told him he was actually the 5th wolf prince Raenn, transformed to look like a common husky dog by magic. No one he'd told that has and he was starting to think no one ever would. Even afterwards, when he'd had time to explain to the slave exactly what happened, he could still see a frown in the wolf's face and that small hint in his eyes that showed the wolf just thought him insane. Still, he had to give the wolf some credit. He had been nothing but gentle to him where everyone else spit on him for being a slave. He'd also been nice enough to switch his slave loincloth with him so that he wouldn't have to use the very, very short one the bull had chosen for him the day before.

Raenn still wore nothing but the enchanted, or for him cursed, slave collar locked around his neck and his slave loincloth. While the other one had been so short as to almost cover his hanging furry balls, which led him to walk pretty much naked, this one was a little bit too big for his size, which was good. While he walked, his entire focus was on what the wolf had told him. His collar turned shame into arousal. It meant he had to work really hard to keep his mind off the stares he got from everyone he walked by, or else his own member would betray him... And if he got fully hard again, there'd be no loincloth size that could conceal it and he'd be pretty much naked again. The bull walking close behind him didn't miss that detail.

"Not even ashamed anymore. I see you're getting used to your new life quite quickly, lord slave. Guess it shows a little bit of your true nature, eh?"

The bull commented with a snicker, which also brought a louder growl from Raenn's throat. He felt himself blushing. The bull had taken to calling him "lord slave" when no one was around as a mockery between his old title and his new one. He felt a tingle of hotness in his cock at the same time his muzzle flushed. It took a great deal out of him to close his eyes for a second and take a deep breath to ignore the whole situation and just keep walking.

They arrived at his room shortly after, but to Raenn it felt like the longest of walks. The bull walked up to his door in front of him before turning towards him. They were here for "renewal", the bull had mentioned.

"Now, lord slave, if you behave yourself properly in there I'll try to make sure your slave training today won't be so harsh."

Raenn's glare up at the bull had a killing intent.

"I will lock slave collars around your and that fucking dog companion of your's balls and leave it on burning them all day long when I get out of this."

The wolf in a dog's body spoke with a threatening growl. The bull's eyes narrowed as he frowned. That seemed to hit him in the right spots. He leaned in closer to Raenn to whisper.

"Listen, slave, you're not getting out of this. You better start coming to terms with that or I will make your life a living. Fucking. Hell."

The bull stared at Raenn right in the eye as he spoke, and Raenn kept staring back all the time, before breaking it to spit on the floor, showing his despise.

"Screw you."

That brought an irritated grunt from the bull as a response. The slave master stood straight, before grabbing almost Raenn's whole neck with his big hand and pulling him forward roughly.

"If that's how you still want to play this, then it'll be my pleasure to comply."

The bull's other hand fished the blue pendant from under his shirt and, taking it off and switching it between hands, brought it hard against the struggling wolf's collar while holding it. Raenn let out a loud whimper as the collar burned around his neck in an unceasing flow of pain. The bull kept a tight grip on it, smirking.

"Not so brave now, are you, lord slave? You better fucking behave or you'll be feeling much more of that."

The bull kept his collar burning as he spoke, anger still high in his voice. Raenn had a hard time just standing as the magic induced pain seared through his neck, his legs almost giving in, and then, it stopped. He was left panting hard as his neck still ached somewhat from the phantom pain. As always, though it felt like burning, there wasn't a single mark or scorch in his neck or fur. The bull snorted and barely gave him time to recover before grabbing his collar and roughly pulling it while opening the door with anger, dragging him inside with Raenn struggling to keep his feet.

Both of them had but barely set a foot inside when the bull froze. He still held Raenn by his collar, who, with a grunt, finally had time to stand straight on his feet. And this time it was him who smiled.

The bull clearly expected "prince Raenn", or rather, the cursed dog who had switched bodies with him, to be in his room like he normally would. Instead of just him, he found two wolves sitting in the room's small table and staring at them.

"Whatever happened to knocking before barging into a prince's room?"

It was 3rd prince Regnar, his older brother, who spoke. The big, black furred wolf seemed amused looking at them. On the other hand, behind him in the other chair, the white wolf who was the fake prince Raenn looked at them both with fury clear in his eyes.

"I... I am terribly sorry, my lords. I didn't mean to... to interrupt. I thought lord Raenn was alone like always and I just brought him the... was going to bring..."

The bull seemed completely at loss. He still held Raenn by his collar, but was quick to take his usual "formal" composure standing straight and making a small bow towards them. It made Raenn's smile grow. Seems like he finally had a stroke of luck. The white wolf impersonating him stood up to interrupt the bull.

"Heh! He was just bringing me the morning slave I asked him to bring me last night. Wanted some morning fun, you know? That is, before you came to nag me, of course. He can take the slave away and return some other time."

The fake prince's words brought a small growl in Raenn's throat. Even he had to admit he did sound like him. Specially using his own voice. The bull seemed relieved for his companion's escape.

"Yes, that is correct. I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience, my lords. I will return at a later time."

The bull gave another small bow and turned around to leave. Raenn was just about to speak up, even though the bull still had a tight grip on his collar, when his big brother, prince Regnar, spoke instead.

"Wait wait wait. Hang on. We were pretty much done here, weren't we, little bro? What's up with that slave? Why's he got his hands tied behind his back? And a slave collar? I didn't know you liked them a little unruly too, little bro! Or maybe it's just kinky play? Bring him closer."

The bull stopped in his tracks and turned towards them again. His grip in Raenn's collar got tighter. Raenn could see him throwing a glance at the fake prince behind Regnar, who seemed infuriated again, but gave him a tiny nod. Raenn smiled once more as the bull walked towards them, dragging him along closer to both wolves. That was HIS big brother. Regnar was probably his favourite brother and the one he had a closer relationship with. That was mostly due to the fact he didn't bother him so much about working and, instead, enjoyed a good slave as much as he did. The big black wolf was famous for pranking and joking around everywhere, though he could also be serious when he had to and was a damn scary opponent in a fight. Still, the big wolf never passed up an opportunity for some fun whenever he found one. Specially when they involved his cock.

"You won't want this slave, my lord. He's very new and still needs much training before he can be decent. If you allow, I'll take him back to his training and I can get you one of my best servants at your earliest convenience."

They both stood right in front of the now standing black wolf. He was big. Raenn had always been jealous of how big his brother was. Regnar was the tallest of the six princes, and made even bigger by the sheer amount of muscle he acquired with so much combat training. He had his usual smug smile plastered on his muzzle.

"Is that so? If he's so bad, then how come you were bringing him to my little brother? You guys trying to keep the good slaves all to yourselves? Is that it?"

Both wolves got closer to him. The bull clearly didn't know what to say. He looked at the fake prince again. This was his chance.

"Well, if I let you have all the good slaves you always ruin them for me! But this guy really isn't that big of a deal. I mean, he's just a common dog. The only go.."

The impostor started talking, walking between Raenn and Regnar, making his excuses. Another growl came out from Raenn's throat. How dare he take everything away from him and still try to be smart? He'd had enough. The fake prince had his back turned towards him talking to his brother and that was his best chance. He wriggled away from the bull's hold on his collar with one strong pull that took him by surprise. He then interrupted the fake's stream of excuses by tackling him on his back with his shoulder. The white wolf let out a surprised grunt and stumbled forward.

"Bastard! He's a fucking impostor! He took MY place!"

Raenn growled and bared his teeth at him. The impostor looked back at him with his ears down, still stumbling from the blow. Raenn advanced over him again and this time, he lunged in for a bite.

"He's tricking all of you with some sort of plan! They're both traitors that made me into a slave! They're fucking m..."

Both Raenn's words and advances were interrupted by a sudden blow at his side. It hit his rib hard, making him gasp and taking the air out of him. He staggered back and almost fell, but got grabbed by the bull, who took a tight grip to his leash again. He looked up, still surprised, to see the black wolf with his paw still curled into a fist and looking at him angrily. He'd hit him himself. Raenn's ears folded back against his head as he recovered his breath. The pain of the blow still stinging as much as the pain inside him. His brother was supposed to be his ally.

"You can't even control our slaves anymore? He could've hurt my brother! What's wrong with this dog? The hell was he talking about?"

Regnar's fury was directed at the bull, who now held him even tighter. The bull seemed genuinely intimidated by the black wolf's growling. Raenn felt like he should interfere. Like he should try again and again. Yet, as the pain from the blow slowly subsided, he found that the internal pain he was feeling was much bigger. For some reason, up until that point, he thought that all he had to do was get to his brothers and they'd get him out of that... nightmare, but now that his big brother, the one he cared the most for, didn't believe him he felt like he could suddenly see himself as he was. A common dog marked as a slave in the castle. Maybe if he tried to explain it better... But no. Of course no one would believe him. He'd need more than shouting, fighting and a few words to get out of this. It wasn't some prank or joke. It was serious and dangerous. Suddenly, Raenn saw himself like a slave.

"My deepest apologies, my lords! I shall personally see that he gets severely punished for this outburst. I give you my word it will not happen again."

The bull spoke with his usual politeness, though a hint of trembling could still be felt in his voice. The white wolf stepped up, too.

"He's just a frustrated slave taking it out on us. You know how they are at first. Don't mind him, big bro."

The fake prince's words seemed to calm the black wolf somehow. His growling ceased and he relaxed before the white wolf continued.

"Take him out. See that he is punished and bring me another one later."

The white wolf waved a paw at the bull, who nodded and responded with a quick "Yes, my lord". Raenn was still dumbstruck. Yet, he couldn't pass up this opportunity. If he let the bull take him away from his brother, he'd just keep him amongst the slaves again and only the gods knew when he'd have another opportunity like this. His brother might not believe him outright, specially with both traitors in the room to deny every word of his, but if he could manage to get some time alone with him... then perhaps he could explain. Explain the whole situation. Prove he was himself. And then he'd be free. And Raenn knew his big brother better than anyone. He knew exactly how to get to him. If he was going to get out of that, he'd have to start playing smart.

"Wait! I'm terribly sorry, my lords! I didn't mean to... I beg of you, masters, let me apologize for my actions! Let me make it up to you, big wolf!"

Raenn struggled against the bull's pulling of his collar as he had already started moving to the door, but stopped hearing what he said. Both wolves had a surprised expression in their faces, but the fake prince's one showed a higher state of confusion. One that gave Raenn a shiver of pleasure. As he expected, the small smug smile returned to his brother's face as he crossed his arms against his big chest.

"Well well well, not so unruly anymore, are we? 'Big wolf'. I like that. Hold on there, bull, let the little slave apologize properly before going."

The bull turned around once more. His confused expression turning into a stern face which, Raenn knew, was full of worry again. They both exchanged a glance and he could see the fury in the bull's eyes. He was playing with fire here.

"Don't listen to him, my lord. He doesn't know what h..."

"I gave you an order. C'mon. Let the boy apologize."

The bull hesitated for a few more seconds before letting go of Raenn's leash. The slave master narrowed his eyes, giving him an angry look. The fake prince behind his brother was looking at him with those cold, calculating eyes from before, though a hint of anger could also be seen behind them. Raenn knew he'd have to play his cards carefully.

He stepped forward, stopping right in front of his brother and looking up at the smirking wolf. Then he let himself fall on his knees in front of him, bowing his head.

"I apologize for my behavior, my lord! Please, forgive me!"

The black wolf let out a snort.

"Heh. That's better. You can ease up his punishment for that, bull."

Raenn knew what he had to do next. Apologizing and stroking his brother's ego was good, but it wouldn't really get him anywhere. It was more of a formality than anything else and his brother, much like his previous self, didn't really care for those. Still, he hesitated, having second thoughts about it.

"Yes, my lord. I will see that he receives the appropriate amount of punishment."

The bull stepped up to grab him again. He'd take him away. Raenn knew what he had to do and there was no more time for hesitating.

"Wait, my lord. You didn't let me make it up to you. I promise you won't regret it if you let me, my lord."

Saying that, Raenn nuzzled his brother's crotch, which was just at his head's level while on his knees, with his muzzle. His sensitive nose could already pick up a faint hint of musk even through the black wolf's trousers. His face burned in a hot blush with the idea of what he was doing and, thanks to his collar, he felt it translating down to his own sheath too. He'd totally forgotten about that. Still, this was his own brother who grew up with him. He tried to control his shame like he did before, but this time it was pretty damn hard. He looked up at the black wolf, whose smile had turned into a toothy grin. It seems it was working.

"Now that's what I call a good boy. Hey, maybe you're not so bad at training slaves after all, lil' bull. I'm very much willing to see what he can do."

Yes! He knew it'd work! If there was ever a way to getting to his big brother, it'd certainly be through his lust. Regnar was somewhat famous for his excessive lust regarding slaves, much like Raenn was too, except that Regnar's wasn't limited to the four walls of his room. He'd been caught fucking slaves out in the open during military training, in corridors that weren't too busy and even in the throne room during the night once. Not to mention the time he'd been caught having a slave service him under the table during a dinner with guests. And still, he was always cool and carefree about it. It was something that drove their older brother, who always took everything seriously, mad beyond belief. Still, at least this time, that habit of his was working in Raenn's favor. He stopped nuzzling his brother's crotch, with hidden relief. Now all he needed was for Regnar to take him somewhere private and he'd have the time he needed.

"Thank you, my lord! I promise you won't regret it!"

Raenn's tail wagged slowly behind him as the black wolf nodded. Still, the bull behind him stepped up again.

"My lord, I apologize but I must object. He is not yet ready to service like that. You've seen his earlier behaviour. I assume it must be some trick of his to try and hurt you. Please, allow me to take him away and punish him accordingly. I can have two other slaves ready to serve you at your room right away if you wish."

Raenn looked at the bull with a hint of a growl in his throat. Bastard. The bull had a stern expression in his face as he put up his usual facade of politeness. His brother seemed to consider his words. he had no choice but to act again. He nuzzled his brother's crotch a few more times. The blushing in his muzzle returning as he gave what he felt as being the black wolf's balls a small lick over his pants. It took a great effort of him and he could already feel his own cock pushing his loincloth up. A side-effect of the embarrassment of what he was doing to his brother. Still, it would only work at his favor this time. He looked up at Regnar with his ears down and putting up his best puppy face.

"Please, my lord. I want to apologize for what I've done."

He could see the bulge in his brother's pants getting clearly bigger, being so close to it. The black wolf seemed to consider it again for a moment before turning to the bull.

"Nah, I want this one. As if he'd be able to hurt me even if he wanted to. Plus he's got a slave collar. I wanna see how good this doggy is in apologizing, maybe even teach him a few things myself. I'm gonna take him with me and you can come back for him at my room in a few hours."

The black wolf brought his paw down to ruffle Raenn's headfur playfully as he spoke. Raenn looked at the bull, who seemed genuinely concerned. He was obviously looking for some way to keep him, but both Raenn and him knew that there'd be no convincing Regnar not to take a slave he wanted. Raenn was starting to get up when the white wolf stepped closer. The fake prince smiling much like he would in this situation.

"Sheesh big bro, you come here to talk to me and leave taking my slave? As if! Come on, he's mine! If you want him so badly, at least share him with your little brother!"

All three of them looked at the fake prince at once. Raenn with a small growl and Regnar with a laugh.

"What's that, little bro? Every time I invited you to join in some slave fun with me you always went all like "Eew! No! I dun wanna see my own brother's cock! Yadda yadda yadda". Now you wanna join the fun?"

The fake prince chuckled. Damn, even Raenn had to admit the guy was extremely good at impersonating him. The freak must've studied him for weeks. And the bastard was really, really clever.

"Well, what can I do? I'm horny too and I dun wanna wait for another slave. Plus, I'll be too busy with my own cock to see much of yours."

Regnar laughed at that. This was very, very bad. The white wolf would never let him talk to his brother properly if he was there too. Not to mention... he looked up at the black wolf forcing his best puppy-eyes face.

"But my lord, I want to pleasure you first. Please, take me with you. I'll make it worth your while!"

Raenn brought out his best begging tone. The act was humiliating by itself. Regnar's paw came to ruffle his headfur once more, petting him like a dog.

"Aww don't worry, lad. You'll get your chance to apologize. Apologize to both of us. Consider yourself lucky! I mean, how many slaves can brag about serving TWO wolf princes at once?"

Raenn's ears folded back completely. His brother's tail swished behind him. He liked this idea and Raenn knew his brother well. There would be no convincing him otherwise now. The impostor had outplayed him. But he surely didn't want to "serve" the bastard again and he definitely didn't want to "serve" his own brother. Just the thought of it made him blush even harder. That was a level of shame too big to control. Regnar grabbed Raenn by the fur of his neck, helping him stand up, while waving a dismissive paw to the bull.

"You can go now. Come back in a few hours to get him. I've got this under control now."

Saying that, the black wolf pulled his fur softly, making Raenn walk towards the bed. He looked back at the bull, who seemed full of doubt, but the fake prince gave him a very slight nod.

"Yes, my lord. As you wish."

The bull bowed respectfully once more and turned around to leave. This was going all wrong. Raenn knew he definitely couldn't stay here. His opportunity with his brother was all but ruined now and if he stayed...

"Wait! I changed my mind! I'll take the punishment, my lord!"

Raenn was quick to add. The bull stopped in his tracks and the black wolf stopped as well, looking at him for a moment. He just smirked.

"Well, if you want punishment now I'll deliver it myself, if you know what I mean."

His brother continued to pull him towards the bed. His eyes met the bull's for a second and the bull let out a small snort before proceeding to the door and stepping out. Fucking bastard. Raenn started growling in reflex, but it was quickly interrupted as he was thrown in the big bed. With his hands still tied behind his back, he could do nothing but fall flat on his back. He quickly moved to sit back up only to see the big wolf already taking out his shirt. The white wolf stepped by his side.

"So, how do you wanna do this, big bro?"

"Well, while I've been in many threesomes before, you're still my little brother so I'm not touching you. Guess we'll just have to pile up on him. I want the front side. Wanna see how much of that teasing he can back up. I just love the sloppy blowjobs of inexperienced slaves. The way they gag... it's so cute."

Regnar was grinning again. Throwing his shirt aside, he quickly unbuttoned his pants and let them fall down along with his underwear. Raenn had seen his brother naked before, but never this close up and never in quite this... situation. The wolf's body looked like it was chiseled by a talented artisan. The muscles of his arms visible under his thick black fur. His big chest heaving slightly with his breathing, just over a set of well-toned abs. Even his legs and thighs were muscular and well-defined, but what was by far the most impressive was his size. Two heavily furred, plump balls hung between his legs, followed by a sheath that was much more considerably bigger than his even in his wolf body. And from his sheath, the black wolf's red cock stood up. Raenn could already give it about 6 inches and it definitely didn't look fully hard yet. He admitted he would have found him a very attractive wolf, but it was his brother! Raenn HAD to get out.

"Wait wait wait! My lord! I.. I can't do this! I... uhhh.. have never served anyone before! I can't start with a prince! Let me go get the slave master and he'll get you a slave worthy of you both...!"

It was a lame attempt, Raenn knew, but he couldn't think of a way out. Regnar stepped closer, out of his pants on the floor, standing fully naked and chuckling. His cock constantly growing in a slow pace.

"I very much doubt the slave master didn't have you serving some guys in your training. I'll take whatever you can give."

The black wolf stepped closer to the bed. He was tall, so even with Raenn sitting on his old bed, his brother's hardening cock was still pretty close to the bound wolf's muzzle. Raenn blushed harder than he ever did. The hard smell of musk hit his nose and made him turn his muzzle away and frown. It felt like the usual smell of his brother, only enhanced a thousand times in intensity.

"Damnit! You can't do this! I'm your BROTHER! He's an impostor! They're trick..."

Raenn was getting desperate, he started his desperate attempt again, but was cut out by the white wolf who was now taking out his shirt too.

"I think he's cute, but I like him way better when he's not talking his nonsense. Plus, he's obviously enjoying this as much as we are."

Raenn looked at him with a small growl. Always getting in the way! But his growling too got cut out by a gasp as he felt a claw rubbing against his cock. He looked down to see Regnar's hand playing with it. Teasing it with a finger as his cock stood at full length, having pushed the loincloth aside. Obviously a consequence of his shame. Still, having his brother play with his cock only made him blush even harder and gasp again. This shame was far beyond controlling and all of it translated to his wolfhood, which already letting out a drop of pre to soak his brother's claw.

"He definitely is. The bull has a real talent finding slutty slaves, even if they won't admit it at first. I can't wait any longer."

Regnar's eyes were filled with lust when Raenn looked up at them. Seeing his brother like that was the weirdest thing. He didn't get time to answer as the black wolf's big paw pressed against his chest, pushing him down against the bed as he stepped on it himself and over Raenn.

"W... wait! Please! You don't know what y..."

Regnar's big paw clamped his muzzle shut. The big black wolf crawled over him and moved to sit on his chest. The wolf's weight pinned Raenn down completely. Regnar's legs were at his sides, the heavy balls over his chest and almost touching his chin and, worst of all, the huge, now fully hard with what Raenn would judge as around 11 inches wolf cock stood up right above his muzzle. His nose could practically touch the red, pulsing rocket of his brother and the smell was so much worse from up close.

"Shhh. My brother's right about the talking part. Let's just get down to business, eh? Lemme see what you can do. And be careful about those teeth. If you even think about biting down I will see that they cut out your cock and balls and make you eat them."

Raenn's ears folded back all the way. He couldn't see a way out of it. He glanced at the white wolf standing by the bed's side. He too was fully naked now. His cock also halfway out of his sheath. HIS cock. The fuckerwas smiling at him. A growl came from Raenn's throat, but it got completely muffled by Regnar's hand holding his muzzle shut. The white wolf started taking his pants off and stepped out of his sight behind the huge black wolf sitting on his chest.

"I'm gonna let go of your muzzle. You're not gonna talk. You're just gonna open wide and take my cock in your muzzle, understood?"

Raenn looked up at his brother. Every time he felt like he couldn't get more embarrassed in his life, something else came up. He truly thought he couldn't feel any more embarrassed this time as he looked up at his brother's face with the wolf's huge cock between them. He hesitated for a few moments. The shame translating to his cock and making it throb in the air by itself behind the black wolf. Then he nodded softly. Regnar's hand slowly let go of his muzzle and he instantly tried pleading again.

"You CAN'T do this! I'm your br...!"

His pleading got cut out again. And this time, by a deep moan. He felt a hand stroking his sensitive, over-stimulated cock strongly. Up and down it went, and it made his cock spurt small jets of pre from sheer pleasure. The white wolf. Raenn barely had time to register that when he felt something else invading his muzzle. Regnar had taken the opportunity, laughing, and directing his dick down with a paw, shoved it inside the moaning dog's muzzle. Raenn gagged instantly. His brother's cock too big and going too deep at once. His first instinct to the very strong taste was to bite down, but he successfully held that back just in time. He didn't want to be punished or to hurt his brother. The huge cock took pretty much all the space of his muzzle and he could barely even shut it around the big spire of flesh. The stroking on his own cock continued, and it made him moan and gasp. The shame of everything enhancing it a hundred times. He couldn't help but move his tongue around his brother's shaft as he adjusted it, slowly getting used to it and fighting his gag reflex. Regnar seemed to enjoy it, as his laughs turned into small groans of pleasure while he further adjusted his cock inside Raenn's muzzle.

"Ohhh yeah... That's the stuff. Nice and warm, just the way I like 'em!"

The stroking on Raenn's cock stopped. It left him panting hard around his brother's shaft. His cock still throbbed full of need and stimulation. So much that he didn't even feel too far from cumming, but without touch that wouldn't be so easy. Without his cock's stimulation to distract him he looked up at his brother once more full of embarrassment. He tried to retreat from the wolf's cock, but his head was pinned against the bed. The taste getting to him. It tasted... musky. Salty. Stronger than the cocks he'd been forced to suck the day before. Didn't his brother ever bathe? Raenn frowned full of disgust, grunting. He tried to keep his tongue from moving, but it was hard. He could barely breath properly with it lodged in his muzzle. The black wolf's paw came to pet his head.

"C'mon, give me some tongue now. Don't make me do all the work. I could just fuck your muzzle, but that's no fun."

Raenn shook his head. He couldn't give his brother a blowjob! But it was the white wolf behind him that spoke.

"Dun worry big bro. I'm gonna shake him a little for you!"

That brought a laugh from Regnar, who looked back. He couldn't see what the white wolf was doing from behind his brother, but he understood it as soon as he felt both his ankles grabbed and brought up. He was sitting at the bed's edge when Regnar pushed him down, so now, with his ankles all the way up, he felt himself more exposed than ever. And sure enough, that was the white wolf's intention, as he felt something hard brushing around his exposed entrance and the back of his balls. It could only be the white wolf's cock. He intended to fuck him again too. Raenn's eyes grew wide with the realization and he instantly struggled against the hold on his ankles to try and kick him out. The fake prince, however, seemed very prepared for that, as he held his ankles tight, with strength.

"Help me out a lil' bit here, big bro? Seems like he's still nervous about it."

"Sure thing."

Regnar reached out back for his ankles, grabbing them with his paws and pulling them back, holding both well under both his arms. With his ankles pulled further back, Raenn's ass got raised even more in an uncomfortable position. Sometimes his canine flexibility was a curse. He tried to struggle, but if he couldn't quite fight the white wolf's grip on his ankles before he sure as hell couldn't fight Regnar's much better leverage and sheer strength. Raenn's feet were stuck as his ankles were gripped by Regnar's armpits.

Now with his hands free, the white wolf rubbed his length properly around Raenn's entrance, teasing it.

"Hmffsdg! Numghsd ashh mmme unnf!!"

Raenn tried to protest, but with Regnar's huge cock lodged inside his muzzle it was no use. If anything, the black wolf seemed to like his attempt of talking. He felt his dick pulse inside his muzzle while his brother chuckled over him.

"Looks like it's already working. Show me how good you are, little bro. Make him moan!"

Raenn's ears folded back. He shook his head and struggled in one desperate attempt to get out of it. For all his efforts, all he could do was shake the bed very softly. His arms behind his back, the big wolf sitting over his chest and his ankles held he really had no way out. He started panting from the effort, which made the cock in his muzzle feel even more uncomfortable and, apparently, also made his brother happier. He couldn't believe how wrong this had gone. He was going to be fucked for the second time in his life and, once again, by the same bastard that had done it the first time.

"Oiled up and ready to go! Brace yourselves!"

The white wolf's announcement was all the warning Raenn got since he couldn't see him. He felt the wolf's cock, which was actually his own cock this time, invade his tailhole with one swift movement that buried several inches in it at once. Raenn's eyes watered and he let out a high whimper that got muffled by the monstrous cock in his muzzle. Regnar groaned again over him as he couldn't keep himself from moving his tongue even a little while he gasped for the feeling of having his ass violated and, having absolutely no space left in his muzzle, every tongue movement meant tasting his brother's cock.

He heard the white wolf let out a soft grunt too. He pulled himself back from Raenn's ass a little bit, only to shove himself even further in right afterwards. He wasn't even being gentle. Or, at least, it didn't felt like he was for Raenn. He pulled back again and thrust himself in one more time, then again and again, each time going a little bit deeper than before. Raenn could feel every inch of the big cock invading his insides and all he could do was grunt and gasp as the wolf slowly started working himself into a fucking rhythm.

"Yeeeaah... That is much, much better. Still far from a decent blowjob but damn, it is hot."

The black wolf over him seemed to be enjoying the whole situation very much. Raenn could very much feel the drops of pre that were coming out of his shaft. Sometimes almost directly at his throat, sometimes at the back of his tongue. They tasted salty. Very salty. It was a strong taste he didn't think he would ever get used to. Still, the main focus was still the wolf behind him going at his ass. The fake prince got to the point of hilting his cock deep into Raenn with every thrust, only to pull himself almost all the way out and then back in again. Raenn felt the pleasure spots he barely knew he had pressed with every thrust and, to his increasing shame, which also increased his arousal even more, found himself letting out muffled moans along with his grunts as his own cock throbbed with a greater need between both wolves, but getting no attention from any of them.

The rough fucking and clumsy blowjob went over for several minutes. After a while, Regnar got bored of just having a lousy tongue work over his cock and positioned himself to start thrusting softly in and out of Raenn's muzzle as well. It made Raenn's gag reflex come back at first as the huge cock went deeper into his throat with every small thrust, but he slowly got used to it. By the amount of pre his brother was leaking, he could tell the black wolf was probably enjoying himself very much. His own brother. Still, Raenn's mind still couldn't get away from the plethora of sensations coming from the rough fucking he was getting. It felt extremely pleasurable, but also hurt a little. It felt extremely degrading, and that made his cock leak even more. At several points he felt like he was going to cum hands-free from the fucking and shame alone, but he couldn't quite get over the edge. His muzzle was a perpetual canvas of red.

The white wolf's moans behind them were getting louder by the minute and Raenn could feel his engorged knot bump against his entrance with every thrust. He knew too well the incredibly hot instinct to knot someone he was fucking. With that very knot, in fact. What he didn't know was what it felt like for the other person. It was the first time he found himself thinking about it and, judging by the already incredibly strong feeling of having his whole cock inside him he didn't think it would feel too good. He didn't have much time to wonder about it.

"F.. fuuuck... I'm gonna..."

He heard the white wolf moaning his words and saw his brother open up a smirk for them.

"Go for it, little bro. Tie the bitch."

Regnar positioned himself a little better to start thrusting against his muzzle faster. Raenn barely had time to register it as the cock drilling his ass got even faster as well. He felt the knot pushing against his walls harder and harder. He tried to clench it, to keep it from going in. He was anything but relaxed. But still... The fucking got even rougher and then, it went in. He heard the familiar popping sound of the knot pushing in. The white wolf moaned, much like he did when he did that to slaves. And most of all, he felt the huge bulb of flesh lodging itself inside his ass, spreading it wider than he'd ever felt before and staying inside, along with the whole of the wolf's cock, making his ass feel completely and utterly full. He let out a mix of a grunt and howl through Regnar's face-fucking. It made his brother chuckle, while he panted and gasped around the cock in his muzzle. The pain of the invasion slowly started to subside, but he soon felt the white wolf starting to thrust again. They were very small thrusts now that his knot was lodged inside and he apparently didn't want to get it out anymore, but Raenn knew too well the feeling of one's walls clenching against the very sensitive knot and the effect it has.

Soon enough, to further Raenn's shame even more, he heard the white wolf moan loud again. He felt the gush of warm seed filling his insides as the wolf cummed inside him. More and more came, and he felt it filling his guts much more than the last time he'd been fucked but not knotted. Raenn felt his shame peak at that point. Getting fucked by the very guy he loathed more than anything while being forced to suck his own brother's cock at the same time. His cock reacted to it, so, so close to cumming, but not quite getting there yet. He could feel himself leaking over his own length and knew they could see it. It created a cycle of shame and arousal that made Raenn think that whoever came up with the idea for these collars that turned shame into arousal must have been the devil himself. Raenn grunted. As the wolf's orgasm started to fade and he felt the knot inflating even more inside him. The natural reflex of a wolf to keep his bitch utterly bred. He heard the white wolf exhale a big sigh of relief and knew they weren't going to be separated for quite a while.

All of that seemed to get his brother even more aroused as well. The taste of his brother's cock rubbing against his tongue didn't even feel that strong anymore after so long, but his thrusts were still mighty uncomfortable. He didn't want to think about what it would feel like when he cummed. He definitely didn't want a load from a cock this big. He definitely didn't want a load from his own brother! But it seemed he was going to get both soon. Regnar's thrusting against his muzzle got faster, but then... three loud knocks came to the door.

The knocks made Regnar lose his focus for a second. He saw the black wolf looking behind at the door and grunting, but he was quick to ignore it and continue his thrusting. After a little while, the knocks came again. Faster and insistent. Regnar didn't stop his fucking, but growled loud. The knocking came one more time.

"Go AWAY! We're busy!"

Regnar shouted to the door, but his thrusting got slower again. A muffled voice came through the door.

"I'm terribly sorry, my lord, but it is urgent."

The black wolf's growling got louder. It was a truly intimidating growl. He didn't say anything anymore, but clearly filled with anger he let go of Raenn's ankles, which were quickly caught by the white wolf locked inside him. The movement made Raenn moan again. The knotted, fully hard cock lodged completely inside him very much felt. He felt the black wolf's weight lifted off his chest as Regnar got off him. He sighed in relief, coughing and spitting as his brother's cock finally left his muzzle. Regnar moved out of the bed, grabbing his pants on the floor and just holding them against his still hard, bouncing, huge cock as he stomped towards the door filled with fury.

As the black wolf got out, Raenn got to look at the fake prince's face. The bastard had a smile that made his blood boil again. He growled, trying to move his legs to kick him again... but now every movement made the cock inside him be felt again and all it did was bring out another shameful moan from his throat. Regnar was out of his sight behind the white wolf now, but he heard him opening the door violently.

"What the HELL is... Oh, it's you."

Raenn couldn't see who was at the door, but Regnar's anger seemed to fade in an instant. It must have been a slave or something. The slave started to talk to Regnar, but he couldn't quite make out his words. Raenn's attention was drawn out of the interaction as he felt a paw brush against his cock again. Against his throbbing, shamefully needy cock. He looked at the smirking white wolf with another growl. He was too close to cumming. He wouldn't be able to hold himself.

"Fucking bastard! D.. don't touch my..!"

Raenn started cursing at the impostor, but the white wolf calmly brought a finger to his muzzle, signaling silence... And his other paw started stroking Raenn's cock. They were strong, whole movements that went from his engorged knot all the way to the pulsing red tip and, sure enough, Raenn's words got caught up in his throat as he felt himself going over the edge he'd been so close to all this time. His orgasm hit him in full force, the pleasure coarsening through his blood, filling his whole body as his cock erupted with cum. The white wolf held his cock pressed against his belly as he came, which caused the first stronger jets of cum to hit his chin with the warm, sticky liquid. The rest of his release went on to pool at his chest and belly fur. Raenn barely cared. His pleasure too high, but soon enough, it started fading away. Raenn was left panting hard. The smell of his own cum soaking through his fur, filling his nose and, looking up to the fake prince, a triumphant smile was clear in his muzzle. Raenn wished really hard he could reach the wolf's neck. The fake prince kept rubbing his oversensitive cock with his claws, which caused Raenn to grunt in discomfort. Still, due to his own engorged knot and the incredible amount of shame he was feeling right now he knew he wouldn't have the peace of going soft anytime soon. At that moment, Regnar came back to gather his clothes and quickly start to put them back on. The door was still open and Raenn could glimpse someone still waiting. He wondered for a moment how the fake prince wasn't ashamed of being naked and knotted to someone in front of a stranger, even if it was a slave... but then again, it wasn't his reputation he'd be screwing. Regnar chuckled seeing Raenn, still tied to the white wolf and covered in cum.

"Hah! Nice job there little bro. Of course I could do much better, but hey, not bad. Old bro is calling for a big meeting in half an hour so I have to go change and stuff. I'll finish what I started with him later."

Regnar gave him a wink while he stuffed his still hard, big cock into his pants. A clear outline of it could still be seen.

"You have to come too, little bro. As soon as you're free from your... commitment... meet us up at the big meeting room. Had fun playing with ya!"

"I'll be there, big bro. Have someone send the slave master here to fetch this guy, will ya?"

With that, the black wolf nodded and finished getting dressed, walking back to the door. Raenn's ears went down. His brother leaving in the middle of sex? This was the best opportunity he had gotten to talk to him and it had gone wrong beyond belief.

"Wait, my lord! I...!"

Raenn started to plead, but the black wolf paid him no mind at all and left, leaving him alone with the fake prince. He growled in frustration, trying to move once again, but the big cock lodged inside him made it very hard. Raenn's face flushed again with another defeat. He had been utterly and completely fucked by the traitors. He knew he'd have to work even harder to outsmart them.