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As a King, newly crowned after the death of my father, I could have never seen what dangers had awaited just this moment. Not even days after I had been crowned and my father entombed had the first attacks begun. Far off towards the mountain ranges in the west, reptilian creatures standing upright like men took control of our garrisons and towns with immeasurable strength and magic. As humans, we didn't have the ability to use magic let alone withstand the assault of a race capable of summoning stone and storm to cut through our armies, but we had numbers to match their power. Once our armies regrouped we were able to at least secure a frontline and hold them back with a shower of siege and arrows, but only after they had taken so much life and land from us. Even with all of our numbers, wit and resources, the frontline continued being pushed in their favor, and the people understood this. They came like waves upon the shore, refugees to the kingdom's capital until camps had to be set outside the gates. I couldn't refuse them, I was responsible for their lives, for their happiness, and yet here I had failed them not even a year into my rule where as my father had led them to glory and peace. Our kind had always been weak, relying on numbers, strategy and hopeful deliberation to see us through the day, but that wouldn't be enough this time, not with our forces still reeling and against such a foreign adversary. We needed help. Today I do not stand with my people at our capital caring for refugees, I do not stand with my council talking strategy, but I stand at the foot of grand stone stairs leading to the halls claimed by another ruler, great black and brown furred beasts standing upright at either of my sides as I prepare to plea for salvation from an old enemy and friend, the emperor of the gnolls.

The ruler of the majority of gnollish kind had been a longtime enemy of my kingdom, and a friend of the recently deceased King, my father Navarr the first. Gnoll Emperor Crraesus had conquered many nations, people and more in the name of furthering his empire's wealth and power. He was a powerful gnoll and intelligent leader who could best any of his kind in direct combat should it come to it, I had heard he even knew a bit of magic as well. It was a frightening prospect when he set his eyes upon our small kingdom, but Crraesus recognized that our people could offer him more alive than dead or hating his kind. Father had made it clear that humans and gnolls could benefit from free trade, rather than a costly war. The two rulers remained in contact through letters and the occasional royal visit, though not even I was sure how or why the two of them had become so close. It was odd to say the least, but I never questioned it, and I never thought that I'd be going to see the beast myself. Without a doubt I knew that I would need the gnoll's aid in the battles to come if my people were to survive invasion, I only hoped that the Crraesus would remember me fondly though he'd only seen me as a child.

At the top of the steps and through gates I made my way through a fortress joined by two guards that served as guides. Eventually we made our way through great stone halls, barracks and more until we arrived at a throne room of sorts. There wasn't anything impressive displayed in the dimly lit room except for the dragon's skull hanging above a simple bench surrounded on either side by torches. Upon that bench sat a comically large gnoll, deep brown fur with a black smudge upon his muzzle, his right ear missing a bit off the top. He wore very little except bits of hardened leather and a belt holding his sword. Practicality before grace I suppose. Regardless of my thoughts on decor or fashion I knelt before the gnoll, not a trembling bone in my body as he stood to address me. I expected him to be a cocky bastard, to sneer and ask me how my newly acquired duties were treating me, instead he knelt with me for a moment and grunted in a tone I could almost recognize as being mournful, "I apologize for not making it to his funeral. Your forgiveness young Leon Navarr."

The mention of my father brought a certain mist to my eyes as I inclined my head up to meet his black eyes. I cleared my throat, regaining composure before standing with him, ignoring the use of my first name, "It isn't a problem emperor. He...spoke very fondly of you despite our kingdom's pasts."

A cold shiver moved up my spine as he smiled, great fangs showing, a large hand moving to slap upon my shoulder and grip, "Just like him. Too formal for your own good." that grip then became just bit tighter before he let go, smile turning to a small frown, "Your father was also bad at getting to the point. I've heard terrible things young King." Suddenly I wished I had at least brought one trusted royal guard with me, at the very least I would have someone to fall back on if things became dangerous.

I resisted the urge to draw my weapon at the feeling of his claws digging into clothing, my shoulder stinging from the impact of that friendly grip. In reply to his inquiry I nodded once, "Yes...our kingdom is under attack, reptilian men from the mountain with powerful magic at their hold. I come asking for aid." If he wanted to get right to the point then I would have no qualms about it. Now if only it would be so easy to secure his help. Everything for these creatures had to be about practical gain, even if we had a history.

This time he answered just as expected without missing a beat, "What benefit would giving you support do for me?"

I answered quick, my tone flat and my eyes not showing the small spark of fire growing at the pit of my stomach, "Our trade remains, we owe you a great debt, and the newcomers do not set their sights upon you." Of course it was a terrible deal. I knew he would refuse, but I had to see if he would at least accept the bluff.

Again that toothy grin flashed and he let out a literal barking laugh. I wasn't accustomed to dealing with matters in a gnoll court. I knew such a thing would be considered a grave insult between humans of the same rank, but this was his court and we weren't the same, not by a long shot. After he recovered from his fit he snorted and shook his head, "We could trade just as well with new people, and if they don't want to, we force them to." For a moment I thought that was all he was going to say, the outrage showing on my face before he held up a hand to silence me, "But, we can work out a deal. You said your kingdom would owe me a great debt? You have good resources. Metal, plenty of wood and your craftsman are dependable. We can work out terms in exchange for our help."

My expression returned to neutral, chest lowering just a bit as I exhaled through my nose, "I...yes, that can be arranged, I hope you know that we cannot give you everything you desire though. We cannot simply just hand you all of our lands riches that would be as good as surrendering our kingdom to you."

The gnoll's eyes flashed with something akin to a predator's hunger just before pouncing upon prey, "What if I am offering you a place within my empire?"

I held my breath at those words. I hadn't thought he would be so bold as to so graciously offer me the opportunity to basically either join with his lot or die. The blood had drained from my cheeks and he could see my expression, that grin growing wider as he took in my reaction, the sadistic bastard. After what felt like hours to myself, I cleared my throat, composing myself to verify my fears with slow words, "And if I would prefer my kingdom keep its autonomy?"

Crraesus didn't respond immediately. His eyes peered into my very own, his grin fading away. I could practically see the gears turning in his head. Never had I spoken to the creature at length, but I could suss out from what little we had traded, that he was a shrewd figure. Practical in every sense of the word, as many of his people are, but ambitious. I expected him to turn me on my heel and tell me to leave at any moment, but instead he let out a huffing sigh, his heavy chest rising and falling as he did so, "I want tariffs lowered and less restriction on what we can get from your kingdom. You'll owe me a great personal debt boy, but our discussion isn't over. We should continue this somewhere more comfortable." He made a motion to the guards near me and they pounded their chests, turning quickly before leaving us alone. Again I felt those predatory eyes stare me down, my body shaking beneath the skin, "You look so much softer than he did...and yet just the same you'd do anything to preserve your people. Personal sacrifice hm? Let's say I have an alternative besides just the trade. Let us say that I want something more intimate?"

His words brought my heart to a stop, I didn't even notice that he was so close now, his size even more daunting with him just a breath away. I tried to seem larger than I actually was, my eyes not wavering from his gaze. At the same time I was curious, I wasn't sure what he wanted from me and why he seemed so intent on being so close. Even trying to take a step back he followed me closely, a strong, warm hand moving to cup my cheek, digits pushing aside strands of sandy blond hair. Instinct told me to bloody his nose and be done with it, but I had to hear him out, I had to try and play his game, to lessen the load on my people and so I stood still while he continued on, "You should come with me...I have a private bathhouse where we can speak more liberally." he then leaned in, close enough to feel hot breath against my neck as he whispered, "And less eyes to see you lose your pride and virginity to a beast."

My eyes widened and my heart beat began to go attempt an escape from my chest. Conflicting emotions rocked my visibly quivering body, my eyes turning away from the beast before me as I took in his comments. He was willing to let the deal fall in my favor if I let him, if I gave him my body. Crraesus would literally take my pride from me in exchange for the safety of my entire kingdom. Trying to summon up courage and venom I spoke as quietly as I could manage, "I cannot do this. I am not..." I took a breath, cheeks flared red as I continued, "I do not find your kind appealing in the slightest and for this to happen I would need to kneel to you like some sort of slave, like...like a toy, and that I cannot do."

The gnoll's claw trailed across my chin sending a shiver down my spine as his lips nearly met mine, "Then you'll be trying something new, it'll be fun...I promise." before I could protest he said the only thing that could sway my position, "Besides...what is your body, compared to the lives of your people, your women and children...come with me and we'll talk on the subject further." His lips brushed against mine very briefly, his warm tongue flashing out against my lips for just a moment before he stepped around me. I turned as he walked away, my cheeks furiously red, my body frozen in place. I had no choice, I couldn't let my people die, my body, my pride, for the safety of my people. Clenching my teeth I began to follow the gnoll out of the room, shame touching every corner of my body and mind.

Wisps of steam billowed out of the room the gnoll emperor had just entered. The only sort of door was a thin veil of red velvet, not a single guard watching the entrance. Either they trusted me whole heartedly, or more likely their ruler had ordered them away. Confident bastard, he knew he had me in a vice and that I could do very little but obey like a pet, a toy to be used, a slave. Brushing aside the velvet material I entered. A waft of warmth and moisture touching my skin as I checked the room. It was a bath house, a private one at that for there was only Crraesus sitting at the edge of the water, his armor, his clothing already peeled away and left neatly against a marble column. Water flowed from sources upon the walls, all feeding into a larger bath. Further from the bath were soft pillows and cushion of red and purple, an open vase of sorts that seemed to ooze smoke along with pipes nearby no doubt to smoke the stuff. I could smell something sweet coming from it and suspected it was meant to lower my inhibitions, but at this point it didn't matter. I stepped into the pleasure den of the beast, sighing as I began to shrug out of my clothes, not even struggling. As I stripped armor and cloth from my body I heard the gnollish brute rumble in approval. Even with my eyes closed I could feel his eyes on me, a predatory gaze that had me near freezing, but I continued on. My pale skin exposed to the warm air, I moved to sit by him, his hand almost immediately moving to my cheek. I gripped onto his wrist though hard, and squeezing feeling bone beneath my fingers as our eyes met, "My people...you will help them correct?"

For a moment he appraised me seriously, his head nodding slowly as he spoke, "You have my promise...Our deal is secure." At that I let my hand fall from his wrist and I closed my eyes. Now his hand continued onto feel over my cheek, his fur surprisingly soft, his touch ginger as he felt over my cheek, his mouth moving low to touch my shoulders. I shivered as I allowed him to do as he pleased, repeating to myself that it would be for the benefit of my people. Lips upon my shoulder he spoke quietly, just enough for me to hear him, "You may improve relations between our people, if you were a bit more eager." My green eyes flashed with something like anger as I looked to him, before I settled myself with a shaky breath. Looking down into his lap I could see already that his foreign member was growing from a fuzzy pouch. I had never seen the cock of a beast, nor had I ever desired to, but now my hand moved to grip the growing red piece, biting my lower lip as I did so, the heat of the flesh burning into my skin just a bit. The gnoll breathed out to my ear, letting out something akin to a purr and a moan, my hand gripping just a bit tighter as I felt it growing harder and longer in my hand. My eyes widened a bit as it grew to full erection, slipping fully free from that fuzzy pouch. I had never seen a cock so large, and neither had I seen a beast's. It pulsed in my hand as I began to slowly stroke over the shaft, being gentle when my hand passed over that strange bulbous bit that would surely hurt if he decided to penetrate me. A strong hand moved at the back of my head, forcing me to lower myself, forcing me to come face to face with that thick thing in my hands. I sucked in a breath, the scent of his cock lightly hitting my senses even through the combined smell of smoke and steam. Again that strong hand brought me closer to that cock, and it was then I knew what he wanted. Shame crossed my reddened features as I scowled and brought my lips upon the tip of the creature's cock.

I wasn't inept when it came to sex, with women or men, but I still had never done such a thing with a beast, and never had I been extorted for it. Opening my mouth just a bit I place it over the tip, tongue brushing around in soft circles as I began at my own pace to fit his salty piece in my mouth. Crraesus wasn't having any of it though. The beast bucked his hips and brought at least half of that massive thing in my mouth and against my tongue. I let out a noise akin to a whine and shut my eyes tight as I tried to pull away from his grip, but he held me there, my mouth impaled upon my cock by the will of his strength and force. I couldn't get away from this and I had to remember my people, and so I stopped struggling. From there he gripped through my hair, claws brushing against my scalp as he forced my head to bob up and down upon his cock, my lips working to suckle upon his member, to please him as quickly as possible and as best I could manage. With every thrust of that shaft, I found my body growing hotter for some reason, my body reacting to my shame in the worst ways possible. I tried to fight off the odd sensations as he pushed more of that thick thing in my mouth, salty pre dripping upon my tongue as his cock pulsed and shook. Eventually my lips that bulbous knot upon his cock and I could be pushed no more. I gagged a bit as he tried, but thank the gods he was kind enough to let me breathe. The gnolls grip loosened and I pulled my mouth away slowly gulping a breath my lips broke free from his cock. I heard him cackling as he led my head down lower to his fat sac, orbs presented and ready for me to service, the bastard. I brought my tongue out and ran my tongue against each of his smooth orbs, taking in the flavor with a shudder and washing down the shame with a strange feeling of satisfaction that came over me as he groaned out, urging me to continue servicing his sack. Above my head his free hand moved to stroke and pump at his cock, my mouth moving diligently over each orb, suckling, kissing at them with soft pops for every suck. For a moment I felt my mind grow into a haze, my body growing unbearably hot, the beast then brought my chin up from his balls, his cock pointed directly at my face. I blinked for a moment before closing my eyes quickly in realization of what he was going to do, gasping as he pumped out a thick load of his seed all over my face. I sputtered and pulled away, capturing some of that stuff on my tongue as I wiped at my face frantically, "Bastard!" I spat, but not before I had swallowed what was on my tongue.

Crraesus only laughed, his hands bringing me back against him by the wrists as I struggled meekly. I knew I had no option other than to obey what he wanted, but that didn't mean I would at least be somewhat indignant if anything at all, though I had to admit some part of myself seemed to take some sort of sick joy in being the gnoll's servant. Everything had been laid out perfectly for me my entire life, men and women kneeling for me, doing what they wanted, and my sex life had been much of the same. Being forced and moved around felt good, it felt right even if my mind so desperately desired it to not be the case. I breathed out, I sighed and I planted my head against the gnoll's chest, eyes closed as he held me there, allowing his warmth to overtake me. Even though this was for my people, I had to be truthful to myself and admit that partly this was what I wanted as well. Looking up I saw the eyes of the gnoll staring at me with some suspicion. I only shook my head and leaned in to plant a small peck upon the gnoll's muzzle. For a moment his eyes flashed with more suspicion and then slowly with understanding as he grinned. Carefully he leaned down to meet my lips, our eyes closing as his great tongue brushed against my lips, my mouth opening to allow him passage, to allow his warm tongue against my own as we shared a passionate, shameful kiss. I groaned out at his feral growl and pressed my toned body against his large form. Gasping as I felt a hand gripping at my rear, hefting me onto his lap. Carefully I straddled him, feeling his thick member pushing between my rear cheeks. He stopped now, his mouth moving from mine, a trail of spittle connecting our mouths cut off just as he spoke, "I want you to put it in yourself...show me how badly you wish to save your people."

Resisting the urge to slap him for mentioning such a thing during an intimate moment, I grit my teeth and reached below to grip at his member firmly. He only seemed to chuckle at my anger and lean back upon his elbows, predatory eyes watching me. I shivered as he did that, the concept of him being so disrespectful sending shivers down my spine. Closing my eyes I worked myself onto the tip of his cock, slipping a few times as I worked to push the tip in. I gasped as his feral tip pushed at the entrance of my puckered hole, sliding in slowly and with some effort. Again he chuckled and I shook violently with a groan, eyes fluttering, “Bastard! I'm not used to...I've never been with a...an animal." I ended the statement exasperated and Crraesus snorted in response, rising to help me. One hand secured itself around my side, while his other hand trailed down to his cock, gripping tight as his hips moved to push more of that thick thing inside of me. I yelped then as I felt my insides stretch wide to accommodate the beast that was so kindly aiding me in the act of working his cock inside of my own rear. I shook hard, my hands moving to grip at the gnoll's shoulders to steady myself. Gasping, groaning, my body in fire I tried my best to not pull away at that thick thing burying itself inside of me. When finally he finished moving my head was hanging, my mouth open as I panted. Again he only chuckled, but before I could come out with some sort of remark he thrust inside of my tight rear, my inner walls squeezing as my pucker kissed the knot of his cock. I yelped and whimpered, my entire body shaking as I tried to sound out the word, "Bastard." But the word only came out as a mixture of strained breathing and disconnected syllables. I glowered up at the creature, before again yelping, my entire body jolting as he began to thrust inside of me, hot lighting rushing up my spine with every single thrust.

It wasn't long before I felt the interweaving bits of pleasure toy and dance around with the pain that shook my insides with every single thrust. I moaned out, in a trill and feminine noise that I considered far too shameful to let anyone know. I groaned out and buried my face to his chest to try and hide, but with a single hand he grabbed my chin and pulled my face from his chest. He let out a low rumble as he leaned in to lick at my lips, the gnoll's touch far too comforting for my tastes as he plowed my rear, "Leon..." he whispered in a low voice before grinning, "Call out my name."

For a moment a flash of pride showed, but not before I gasped out at the feeling of his thick member pushing further into my rear, his knot slowly starting to slide in with every thrust. I bit my lip before I cried out, "Crraesus." His eyes widened and then narrowed, his tongue flicking out to dance over his chips as he began thrusting wildly to me, holding me in place so I could not move a single inch away. Already I felt my cock bouncing weakly, twitching and dribbling pre, ready to blow at any second as he continued to thrust again and again inside of my tight rear. I could feel my mind, my pride being eaten away with every uttering of the beast's name, but I couldn't stopped. With almost every thrust I uttered his name, I screamed it, I moaned it out in a song meant to honor the beast that had destroyed my own pride. With one last mention of his name and a snarl from the lips of the gnoll himself, he stuffed that thick bulbous flesh into my rear, tying us together, his cock swelling just as my own popped off a jet of semen all over his stomach, my body twitching and shivering as I cried out weakly. His hands moving to bring my closer to his body as he began lovingly grinding against my insides, that thick warmth growing further and further until I gasped, my insides suddenly stuffed full of hot and sticky fluid that stuck to my insides, staining and tainting them. I panted, my body weary, my mind distant, but still my own. I spoke, my voice a whimper against his chest, "My people..."

The gnoll emperor without paused hushed me, his strong hand smoothing back my hair as he leaned down to kiss once upon my head and speak plainly, "Your people will be saved. From now own though, you are mine."

In silent agreement I closed my eyes and laid upon the chest of my master, the emperor of gnolls. I had done my duty to my people, now I would rest and deal with the consequences another time.