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Royal Rewards for Diego by Draconicon

"What do you mean, you're not paying me?"

Those weren't words that Diego had to say very often. The wolf was a warrior, a mercenary, and a good one at that. He had a reputation, and he had a great deal of strength to back himself up if he had to collect on reluctant payments. Usually, that was enough to keep a client from backing out of a deal.

Then again, he'd never dealt with royalty before, and the mongoose siblings that had hired him had a number of good fighters as well, even if he discounted them.

There were three of them, two brothers and a sister. Diego knew one of them, the perverted younger brother in the corner. The way that Saunak looked at him made the wolf feel like a piece of meat, and considering how often he himself looked at people that way, that was saying something. He'd lost count of the times the mongoose had flashed his ass at him, and he didn't want to see it again; the appeal had already lost its lustre.

The other two he only knew by reputation. The brother, Savitr, was one of the higher ranking princes of the city, and the one that had pulled this all together. The sister, from what he remembered, was part of the Inquisition of the city, and the only reason he trusted her was...well, it was easier to think that no one was willing to lie around her, rather than the real thing. Diego shook his head, looking to the older brother again.

"I was promised quite a bit of money for this. Why are you backing out now?"

"We're not, let me assure you," Savitr said with a shake of his head. "We're just re-adjusting the terms, due to recent discoveries."

"Uh huh. Well, I don't think that applies. I mean, my work is good; if I missed something, I'm happy to fix it and earn the same paycheck, but -"

"Please, don't insult yourself. You did marvelously. The only thing we're adjusting is the currency that you're paid in."

The wolf arched an eyebrow at that, but didn't say anything. It was technically within the rights of the royal family to do that, if they had a different currency that paid out at the same rate. However, it was...atypical, to say the least. He crossed his arms.

"So what am I being paid in? Dollars? Pounds?"

The siblings looked at each other, each one sharing a smile with the others. Now Diego knew that he really didn't like where this was going, particularly as Saunak pulled out a folder. The wolf arched his other eyebrow.

"What's that?"

"Oh, just what we've investigated. How do you feel about being paid -"

He threw the folder over, and Diego just managed to catch it. It flopped open, and he blushed at the many pictures inside.

"- in feet?"

There were dozens, perhaps even a hundred photos of him under the feet of other males. Whether it was him licking the sweat-slimed feet of a dragon he knew, or being under the soles of a traveling stallion that he met a while back, it showed his utter bliss at being covered with a large, wet pair of feet. The white wolf pushed it aside, rubbing his burning cheeks.

"How did...when -"

"I'm not obliged to reveal my sources, I'm afraid," Savitr said as his brother stepped back. "But we will pay quite well. Unlimited access to the males that, I'm told, have the foot type that you love most. Wet, slimy, a bit musky, and as large as can be found."

"You know I like those."

Diego slapped his hand over his mouth as soon as he said that, but it was too late. The three siblings were still smiling like the cat that had gotten the cream. Grumbling under his breath and cursing the truth-forcing ability of the sister - Sati, he thought her name was - didn't mean much, and he sighed.

"Just how much do I get?"

"For the last contract, a year's access. For continued ones...well, there'll be a personal harem available for you here at any time, not to mention special treats for special contracts."

Savitr's offer was more than a little tempting, particularly with the stuff that he'd already seen around the city. Aparajita was far from modern, but the magics that he'd seen in the people under the dome had kept it functioning as well as a high tech city. Kept it very warm, too, though that had its perks as well, when most of the population seemed to keep itself barefoot.

Not to mention a more modern city wouldn't be giving him access to a harem of his own in return for some occasional services.

"You swear...you swear that nobody else will hear about this?"

"It will be between you, and your harem members. We swear."

The wolf looked over at Saunak, and the other mongoose rolled his eyes.

"Take all the fun out of it, why don't you? Fine, I swear. I'll even throw in my personal bodyguard for the first bit of your fun."

His eyes nearly bugged out of his head. The prince's bodyguard was a great demon-horse, a stallion of fire and shadow named Windsire. He'd been an imposing presence when the wolf had first arrived to negotiate his contract, and Diego realized that he might have given a bit of himself away with how much he'd stared at the red soles of the dark horse's feet. His memories of them - damp enough to leave wet marks on the stone as they walked about - were enough to get him to pitch a tent in his pants then and there.

"You're...you're sure that you can do that?"

"Oh, trust me. He might not fuck me when I ask, but he'll do it for other people. Believe me."

"I don't believe this."

Diego blushed as the demon-stallion grumbled in the bit of bondage he was in. The wolf was still dressed, but the stallion was down to nothing more than a loincloth, his arms tied above his head in a four-poster bed, with his big, long, broad feet pointed straight at the wolf. The weather was so hot that they were sweating even more than the wolf was, and considering the nervous beads of sweat running down his forehead and over his muzzle, that was saying something.

The wolf knelt down at the foot of the bed, staring at those massive feet. They were so big that just one could have covered his entire face, with the heel resting on the end of his muzzle and the toes reaching past his eyes. The thought of having such a big foot resting on his face, leaving a slimy footprint in his fur, left him panting and groaning.

And there were two. Two big, slick feet for him to play with, however he wanted. The undersides were shimmering in the torchlight of the small chamber, the fire reflecting off of the thick layer of sweat-slime that was upon them, and the wolf's pants felt tighter than ever as he slowly stood up. He felt like he could stare at them forever...until -

"Well, let's get on with it."

"Huh?"

Diego blinked, shaking his head.

"What?"

"The prince volunteered me for your reward, and I'll give it. But let's not waste too much time, huh? Get your pants off."

He knew the tone of someone that wasn't going to take no for an answer, and he immediately pulled his pants down. No sooner had he done that than the horse's feet seemed to...stretch, for lack of a better word. Darkness poured off the sides of them and grabbed hold of his cock, and he was pulled forward. He landed on the foot of the bed, his cock sandwiched between the two slimy soles, and he arched his back, his hips thrusting forward between them.

"Ooooh, gods..."

"Yes, yes. Enjoy it while you can."

The pair of feet pushed at his cock from both sides, and they were so slick that they slid around from the pressure alone. Diego bit his lip as the soles slid up and down the sides of his shaft, pushing it to the left, and then the right. The feeling of the head of his cock slipping under the toes, of bumping against each of the smooth digits and almost sliding between them felt so good. He squirted a shot of pre between them, and it only got better.

Windsire moved his feet, and suddenly his cock had slipped between the big toes of the bigger horse. The wolf slumped forward, his hands clutching the blankets on the bed as his hips humped back and forth, thrusting his cock between the big, slimy, sweaty toes. They slid all the way down his cock, squeezing around the base before sliding back up again, while the toes of the other foot -

"Ooooh!"

• tickled at his balls, twiddling back and forth and then pressing down gently on them, adding a little pressure to an all-too-often neglected part of him. He bit his lip again, whimpering as his cock throbbed harder and harder.

He thrust and thrust and thrust, feeling almost like a puppy from how out of control his need was. The toes seemed to spread apart further and further as his knot began to grow, and he groaned at the firm, occasionally rough grip on it.

Then, it happened. His knot got too big, and it got trapped past the toes. He would have pulled back, but Windsire's strength was so high that he was stuck. The two toes pressed together tightly, squeezing right behind his knot, and Diego groaned, unable to pull back.

"Not...not fair..."

"Neither is this. But don't worry. You're almost finished...I hope."

The horse pulled his other foot back. Keeping the wolf pinned in place with the two toes behind his knot, Windsire pulled his other foot up to the head of the wolf's pulsing, twitching cock. Diego groaned, blushing as his cock throbbed harder still, as if the idea of humping that foot - all on its own - would be enough to push him over the edge.

It almost was. He panted, feeling his own excitement getting higher and higher every time that sole approached the head of his cock. He almost came no less than four times before Windsire finally pushed the bottom of his foot against his cock head. It only took one firm rub - the force of which drove Diego's cock against his stomach - before he was cumming.

He howled to the heavens as he did, splattering his seed against his stomach and against the horse's foot in the same moment. Hump, hump, hump he went, spurting again and again...until the horse finally let him go.

Slumping onto his back, he panted, shivering, until a cum-covered foot landed on his face.

"There, you came. Now lick me clean and let me out; I have a prince to get back to guarding, if he hasn't COMPLETELY given me the slip already."

The End