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In my homeland, every day was a cold winter day. When my parents sent me off to an academy, it was no surprise that I selected a school in the south and so close to an ancient forest. As soon as I expressed interest about the forest I was warned about it, about the dangerous creatures lurking in it, and I never went farther than the forest line. Near the end of my semester, the oak trees had decorated themselves with shades of reds and yellows.

How could I resist?

I skipped my classes to wander the trails, from time to time looking up into the canopy, marveling. From behind there was a sound, like the flag of the school whipping, and I turned to see a flapping loincloth and the male owner charging. The weight of his muscled body made his feet thud hard into the ground, and a spear wrapped in the palm of his paw was pointed at me.

I stumbled backwards, turning to catch my fall, my hands digging into the cool earth, and as I stood, I looked back to see him pounce on me.

His weight alone held me down, and from the stripes and black mane running down over his head, I knew he was a gnoll, a biped hyena. He flipped me over, grasping each arm, one after another, and tying them together. Soon my feet were bound, my mouth filled with leaves, and I could do nothing but watch the ground pass underneath me.

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The journey lasted from noon to dusk. I was set down, my clothes ripped from me to make a fire, and night fell upon us shortly after. The orange firelight danced across my pale white skin and his tan fur. My eyes would steal a glance of his body – I couldn't help it – but he didn't notice or didn't care.

Putting both legs out, he leaned against a log, pulling his loincloth to the side. I heard the gentle rhythm of his paw stroking through his rough fur. My body felt hot at the thought of him stroking himself, and I glanced over and away. In my mind, I saw it. It was human-like and thick and black, it stood up like a pulsing monument between those muscled thighs. Glancing over again, I noticed his eyes were closed – probably imaging some lucky female – and he grasped his hardening rod, working it.

I was hypnotized by the rhythmic pumping of his hand. He snorted and my eyes climbed up his body to meet his, then I looked away. He stood and I heard the buckle being loosened, the loin cloth in his hand as he came to stand over me.

I turned my head slightly to look up to him, but my eyes jumped over to his cock. I could see his balls shift under his manhood and a white drop grew at the tip... It rolled off and fell down on my face with a wet smack.

He sat down in front of me stretching his legs out like on the log, his masculine scent filling my nose, and all I could see was the balls, cock and thighs of a gnoll. He grabbed the knot at the back of my head, untying it, and I spat the leaves out of my mouth. A paw came down hard on my back as he untied my hands, and he held me there until he had sat back in front of me.

He growled for my attention and pointed with his muzzle to his cock before leaning back on his muscular arms. I took him into my mouth and he let out a rasping gasp, and I shuddered in pleasure as the submissive part of me enjoyed the control he had.

He must've sensed it.

His hand came down over my head, grabbing a handful of hair. His grip was light enough to not cause me pain, but enough to make me know who was in charge. I cupped both orbs, both hot with hyena cum, in my palm. They could barely fit but I stretched my fingers out and around them. My other hand wrapped around the base, where smooth black flesh met fur.

I rolled my neck left and right, my lips circling around the tip of his shaft, tongue tasting and playing with his black cock head. His overpowering scent grew stronger, and he moaned. His paw pushing me down, taking his cock deeper.

And I moaned, too. I didn't care what happened to me after this, after sucking a gnoll's throbbing cock. I just wanted my lips and tongue to be smeared in cum. I went deeper, his cock head in the back of my throat, and the gnoll panting over head – he hadn't given me a drop of precum. Grasping his balls and cock, my head rode up and down his shaft, my palm sliding in the opposite direction each time.

He was howling, his eyes looking up on the forest canopy. The first taste of pre-cum crossed my lips and flooded my mouth with a sweet, forbidden taste – a taste better than any of the guys at my school.

I wanted more.

The hyena struggled to stay upright and maintain his dominant posturing, but I could tell he was just barely hanging on against the flood of pleasure. My mouth came off his rod, his hand long since removed, and he lowered his head to look at me. Grasping the base of his dick, I bent at a slight angle and downed him, swallowing his length to his pubic fur.

His cries were guttural ecstasy, growing more urgent by the second.

Pulling off to breathe was enough to set him off, his cum shot in the back of my throat, causing me to choke. Even with that, I got his dick in the center of my mouth, resting on my tongue, as my hand milked him.

Thick strings were shot between my lips and swallowed immediately. The salty-sweet taste complemented with the heady scent now filling my nose. I slurped him down and watched his black cock leave my mouth, still dripping his cum.

He grasped my shoulders, rolling me on to my back, and crawling over me until his big balls hung over my face. My dick was dripping pre between my thighs, and I watched him lean in, sniffing me.

I spread my thighs wider for him and he grunted in approval. A tentative lick crawled up my shaft, and then I was taken by his maw.

I clenched my taint and asshole fighting those hungry lips. They were almost as eager to taste me as I was him, I could tell from the way he dived down my shaft, leaving a soaked skin as he pulled up. Spit began to run down the sides of my balls and over my taint, the wet sucking noises the only thing I could hear.

I leaned up sucking and licking his orbs in affection. His cock started to harden, again, and I lapped at it like a dog. He spread his legs, bring his balls into my face, and buried himself down my cock so he could lay across my chest, his hands working my balls and taint. I fought giving him my cum, but his tongue rolling and playing around my shaft was too much.

My cries were muffled by his balls in my mouth. I coated his tongue with cum, and he still kept playing with my taint and balls, even adding a bit of bobbing to keep me shooting. The pleasure came in waves until the last drop was swallowed.

He pulled off with a wet sucking noise, and got off me. I shivered as the cold air brushed against my naked skin, and he looked down at me, stroking his semi-hard dick. I rolled over, presenting him my ass and he growled lustfully.

I felt him first. His nostrils exhaled inches from the cleft of my ass, and one paw grasped my cheek. With a wide smile, I waited for it. His tongue started from my taint and slid up my crack and I threw back my head, eyes closed and mouth open.

Again, he ran his tongue along my back side, passing over my wrinkled hole. He started to focus on that, lapping over it. My body felt strange as if it were vibrating. Though I wasn't near his crotch I swore I could smell his scent.

He went deeper, his coal black nose snorting between my cheeks, and I felt his dexterous tongue enter me.

I howled, but not like a human... My eyes opened to a canine maw and I looked down to see my arms were as muscular as my mate's.

“Do you understand me?" The words weren't english but their meaning slipped into my mind.

“I- I do."

I felt his paw grasp my mane pulling it back until I was forced up on to my knees.

“Your ass. Your cock. I own it, bitch." His member slapped my ass cheeks.

“Everything." I wasn't questioning what happened, not with that cock about to use me.

His sharp teeth grasped the scruff of my neck and instinctively, my back curled and my tail lifted. I was in perfect position to receive him.

That black cock pushed against my wet hole. From the clenching and rimming, I was too weak to resist the tip. He punched through my resistances, snorting as my hot depths squeezed around him, but he was merciless and leaned his weight into his cock.

My voice started to rise in a groan – he was pushing something inside my depths as I struggled to stretch around him. More inches entered, and I felt my whole body shudder in pleasure.

He released my scruff. “This is why males submit to me. My fat cock hits it just right."

“I- “ My words were incoherent as he bucked into that spot, and my hole relaxed entirely.

His big hands gripped my waist and he started pounding my ass. Two big balls slapped against mine, our fur rubbing and bristling together, our scents mixing in the night air.

“Harder," I cried.

He grunted, giving me what I what I asked for. It was almost painful but the rapid punch against my insides had my thighs shaking in pleasure, warm precum from my new dick dripped on the ground.

His thrust were becoming unsteady. “Here, it comes." He pulled me hard against his cock and we both fell forward on the ground, his head resting on mine as he cried out. I squeezed his member, bucking my hips into his crotch to give him just a little more pleasure.

He scratched my ears, still in the haze of his orgasm. “Forget your old life, this is all you'll ever know."

“What old life?"