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His days with the three human hunters were definitely not easy on Ryder. Ever since the big wolf hunter had been captured by their trap, things kept getting worse and worse. After his failed escape attempt on the first day, they made sure he had absolutely no chance to escape anymore.

On that first night they left him tied to the wooden pole all night, but only after looping their resistant hunter rope dozens of time around his body so that he was forced to be left standing and barely had enough freedom to move a muscle. Of course, that was only after shoving an empty bottle's thinner side up his ass and leaving it there as well as applying clothespins as makeshift nipple clamps to his nipples. They had already cut his pants off, leaving him in nothing but his tight underwear, but at that point they also cut his shirt off, so he was almost fully naked. Ryder was glad that they left his underwear on, but they took special pleasure in teasing and stroking him over the fabric, making sure he got extra hard underneath it while making fun of him for that.

"Maybe the wolfie likes being bound more than he lets on, eh? Look at how hard he gets!" One of them would mock him.

"Hahah! Yeah! Don't worry, mutt, there's plenty more from where that came from!"

With a couple more of those degrading comments, which made Ryder growl from under his tied up muzzle, the drunk hunters left him like that for the whole night. The morning didn't bring Ryder any solace. The hunters, now sober, were still just as willing to mock and laugh at him as they were while drunk. This time they untied him from the wooden post, but left him hogtied with his tied up wrists connected to his tied up ankles in an extremely degrading position. They didn't bother taking out the plugging bottle or the nipple clamps either before they threw him in the trunk of a big old pickup and drove away.

In there, Ryder spent what felt like hours in the dark, growling, struggling and trying his best to undo the knots and escape, but in the end, he couldn't beat them. He couldn't even manage to get the plug off him and only managed to get a single clothespin to fall off his nipple. The damned toys kept him always at least half hard inside his underwear, which felt extra tight and was already stained from all the pre his wolfhood let out.

Finally, they stopped. The hunters soon came, all three of them grinning to open the trunk with Ryder stuck inside.

"Had a good trip, big wolf? I'm sorry if it wasn't comfortable, but I assure you the new arrangements we got for you will be," the hunter leader said with a chuckle, which brought amused smiles from the other two. Ryder growled again, a deep rumble from his throat, but they didn't seem to mind it in the least.

The three hunters disconnected his wrists from his ankles, but left all the ropes tying them together there. Ryder saw he was now in what seemed to be some sort of abandoned factory not too far from the woods. From outside he could already see that the building was crumbled in several places, but there was an open side door near where they had parked. One of the hunters went back to the backseat of the pickup and brought back a black collar, to which Ryder growled louder the moment he saw it. He struggled hard, shaking his head back and forth, but in the end, of course they managed to close it tight around his neck. Like some dog.

"It looks good on you. Don't worry, the collar will be the least of your worries, I assure you," the hunter said, again with a chuckle. Ryder still growled and shook his head, as if that would make the collar fall off somehow, when the hunter started heading inside and signaled towards the other two to bring him.

They pushed and shoved the big wolf, forcing him to walk with them into the old building. It was slow, considering how little freedom the bindings around his ankles allowed him, and walking with something lodged inside his tailhole was a very unpleasant experience. Once more, it made his cock grow harder inside his tight underwear, which brought shame to Ryder. Even more because the hunters were quick to notice his bigger bulge, too, and their hands came to flicker, poke and rub at it at the same time.

"Look, wolfie is hard just thinking about where he's going," the one shoving him said.

That comment alone brought chuckles from all three again, ensuring the whole walk was filled with Ryder growling and struggling and their hands teasing and mocking his cock and balls over his underwear.

It felt far for Ryder, but finally inside the factory and after making a few turns in dark corridors and hallways, they got to a big room with a lot of broken machines in it. The leading hunter flicked a switch by the door that turned on the lights up above, letting Ryder take a better look at the place.

Despite the many broken machines, one thing stood at attention in the center of the room. It was some sort of wooden chair with several built in straps clearly meant to hold someone in. Many types of different wires were connected to the chair from some other machine that looked newer than the rest right behind it. At the chair's side, a huge container-like cylinder had the word "milk" painted in red over it in what seemed to be some sort of mockery. Ryder had no idea what it all was for, but his ears folded back a little. Whatever it was, he was sure he wasn't going to like it.

The hunters kept shoving him until they got him right next to the chair, then they finally stopped, but gave his pretty much fully hard cock a final pat, making him growl at them once more.

"Here we are, wolfie, in your new home for a good while. We have to make some money off a big one such as you, eh?" The hunter leader said. Ryder only responded with more muffled growling and a killer glare. In an unexpected motion, the hunter behind him pulled out the bottle plugging him this whole time, which made the wolf grunt in surprise. It was a relief to have his tailhole free, however, so at least that was a good thing. The leader stepped forward until he was standing right in front of Ryder. The human was considerably shorter than him, which only made the wolf's helpless position all the more humiliating. Ryder wasn't about to let go of his pride, though. He stared at the human right in the eye and kept growling.

"Such a tough wolfie you are. I'm sure a big, alpha male such as you has much to… give," the hunter said. Ryder couldn't quite grasp the meaning of his words, but he didn't like any of it. He liked it even less when the leader's hand came to rub the bulge of his underwear again, feeling the underline of his cock, squeezing it lightly, rubbing his balls…

Ryder struggled. He shook his head and hips, trying to get away, but the other two came to hold him steady, giving the first hunter full freedom to tease him as much as he liked. Ryder tried to hold back, but considering how pleasing the rubbing and teasing was, he couldn't keep his cock from getting fully hard even under his very tight underwear. The big wolf member was completely hard out of his sheath, but very constricted by the tight fabric keeping it at bay. It felt uncomfortable, to say the least. The bulge in his underwear was huge and the hunter had fun feeling his cock from the very tip to the base through it.

"Get the gear and equipment. It's time to get him ready for his new job," the leader finally said, not taking his hand off Ryder's cock. One of them nodded and left the wolf's side. Ryder tried to glance back over his shoulder to see what he was doing, but the hunter gave his balls a powerful squeeze, as if to punish him for that, and that in turn made Ryder growl straight at him and struggle more.

Soon after that, Ryder felt a blow he wasn't expecting behind his knees, which in turn made him fall forward on them over the floor. The hunter had returned with a box of things he had set down by Ryder's side. Now on his knees, the three human hunters surrounding him were taller than him and all three were looking down at him with wide grins. One of them grabbed a pair of scissors and cut out the tight piece of rope keeping Ryder's muzzle free. The wolf gasped, finally being able to open his jaws and stretch them.

"You fucking bastards! I'm going to kill each and every one of yo-GHNFH!" Ryder started to curse the very moment he could again, but he hadn't seen the other hunter grab another piece of equipment. He felt something hard shoved inside his muzzle and quickly being tied behind his head. He shook it, grunting and struggling hard, but it was no use. Another thick, strong strap came over his muzzle again, keeping it shut with much more strength than the previous rope and also keeping him biting the gag shoved between his teeth. His muzzle was completely shut, and, in that new configuration, he could barely even make a sound.

"HNNGFH! UGHF MMFGH RGHTM!" The wolf shouted, but even he knew his words weren't intelligible. For all the effort he made for shouting, only small grunts of sound came out.

"Nobody will hear you here, wolfie, you can be sure of that," the hunter that had shoved the gag in him said, bringing more growling from Ryder, but even that barely made it out of his throat now. Next, he felt his underwear being cut. It was a relief, having his fully hard cock finally free of its prison. His shaft immediately jutted out to stand in full hardness before the wolf, but at the same time, it felt extremely embarrassing for Ryder to be exposed like that. He was now fully naked in front of these humans, while down on his knees between them.

The wolf felt his muzzle hot in embarrassment as, sure enough, more laughter came from them as well as more hands. All three of them touched his member, flicking it, stroking it, patting it, poking it… and all sorts of teasing and playing, as if it was just a toy for them. The experience made Ryder struggle and thrash in his bounds, but the hunters didn't seem to mind any of that. Despite how humiliating all of it was, his cock still let out a glistening bead of pre from its tip, which slowly ran down his length, much to the hunter's amusement.

"Looks like he's already getting into the spirit of things! This will make our job much easier."

"Yeah, maybe he's not THAT much of an alpha male, after all!"

More mockery followed, until finally, the leader stopped them.

"Alright, alright guys. Enough playing with the mutt. Let's get down to business," he said with his grin returning. He went back to the chair and reached behind it for an instrument Ryder couldn't quite understand at first. It had a thick, yet seemingly flexible tube attached to the machines behind the chair, yet the tube was surrounded by cloth as if to fit over something. Thin, orange straps of plastic hung from the thing obviously meant as straps to hold it over wherever it was supposed to be. Ryder's first guess was that it was supposed to go over his muzzle, so he turned it away with another growl.

He was very wrong, however. It surprised him when the hunters held him, still on his knees, and the leader put the malleable fabric right over his hard cock instead. Ryder struggled immediately. With rage, he thrashed and did his best to avoid it, but still with little trouble the hunter fit the thing over his hard wolfhood and closed behind his hips, just over his tail. The tube was longer than it looked and actually went through the fabric. The hunter pushed his hard cock into it and, while it felt hard and malleable, it enveloped his member all the way to the base, where his canine knot was forming. That tube was clearly made of some sort of plastic rubber that felt better against his member than Ryder was willing to admit. The soft fabric made sure only the outer part of the tube was visible and, once he tied the straps around his hips right above his tail, it felt like he was wearing some sort of underwear again, but this time with a weird tube enveloping his wolfhood and connecting it to the machine. The hunter stood proudly in front of him, seeming satisfied once the thing was over his cock.

"There we go, wolfie. I'm sure you'll enjoy it… in a way," he said with a smirk. The other two chuckled in response. "Why don't I show you how it works?"

With that, the hunter brought up a small remote. It had a slider-type of switch with five different levels, marked from "0" to "4" and currently at "0". Ryder stared at it confused for a moment, but then the hunter slid it up all the way to number "2" in one go.

The machine behind the chair came to life instantly, letting out a low rumble. Still kneeling in front of the chair, Ryder could see a few green lights blinking behind it. He didn't quite understand it at first, but then, unexpectedly, the tube that had been put snug around his cock came to life. The big wolf looked down with wide eyes, surprised as he felt it… stroke his member. It felt like the soft, malleable material of the tube was stroking him much like a person would, but in a much softer, delicate way. It went all the way down to the base of his cock and his sensitive knot up to the very tip, teasing his tip, then down it went again. Up and down in a considerably fast stroke, that soon had him feeling way more pleasure than he wanted to feel with three human hunters chuckling at his reaction. Once more Ryder struggled, desperate to get out of this… thing, but there was no way he was getting out of those ropes alone.

"Do you even know why you're here, big wolfie?" The leader said, reaching with a hand for his chin and lifting it, making the growling wolf look right into his eyes. "Of course you don't. You don't have to know. All you have to do is provide." The hunter spoke with malice in his voice, which made Ryder's ears fold back a little again, but the big wolf also growled. He wasn't going to give these bastards what they wanted. The hunter, however, made sure to show him the remote as his thumb came to it and pushed the slider up to "3".

Ryder felt the change immediately. The tube that had been stroking his cock sped up and its movements also became stronger. He felt it milking him, stroking his cock in a strong way that felt almost like he was fucking a tight bitch. Ryder hunched forward, groaning in unwanted pleasure and lowering his ears as he felt himself getting close. After all that teasing the day before that left him with nothing, the wolf knew he was quite pent up. He wouldn't give it to them. He wouldn't! Ryder gritted his teeth, trying his best to hold back on the pleasure he was being given. That was being enforced upon him.

It was no good, though. The stroking tube felt amazing on his rock hard member. The strokes continued mercilessly, up and down… too much pleasure. It was too much. Ryder grunted and groaned, muscles straining as he struggled, but through the pleasure surging through his body he couldn't even muster up too much strength. The hunters laughed around him.

"Look at that. He's certainly feeling it! Come on, wolfie, cum for us. Give us your 'milk'," one said, as if cheering.

"Let it all out! Give us everything you have in those big, furry balls of yours!"

The degrading comments only strengthened Ryder's resolve to hold back, but it was hopeless. He cursed inside his mind when he felt that familiar surge of a climax hitting him and, even through the immense pleasure, he felt extremely ashamed as he himself saw his cum going through the tube and into their machine, surrounded by the happy cheers of the hunters around him. Jet after jet of wolf seed came as his cock pulsed in a strong orgasm. The machine kept stroking him while he did, which only heightened his pleasure even more, until finally the last few small spurts of cum were fed to the tube as his orgasm subsided.

Ryder was panting hard, able to breath properly only through his nose. He looked up to see the hunter taking the slider down to "1", which made the stroking over his oversensitive cock diminish considerably, but it was still there. It felt very uncomfortable in the aftermatch of his climax, making Ryder grunt and shift his legs a little as it bothered him very much, but the thing sure did keep his cock from going soft at all.

"Goooood boy," the leader said, a hand coming over his head to pat him like one would a dog. Ryder immediately shook it off, glaring up at him with more growling. The movement seemed to displease the hunter, whose smile disappeared for a moment. "Come on, guys, get the rest of the stuff," the human said, nodding towards the other two. Ryder glanced back over his shoulder to see both heading for the box, but the leader turned his muzzle towards him again. The human was now kneeling as well, right in front of Ryder and forcing him to look into his eyes. "This is just the beginning, wolf, I assure you."

The serious tone seemed to fade away from the hunter in an instant as soon as his companions returned. He clasped his hands together, stood up and grinned. "Very good. Set him up and we'll play a little game with our canine friend here," he continued, and his grin only widened more. Once again, he showed Ryder the remote and put the slider all the way back to "3". The big wolf instantly grunted as the tube went back to stroking him hard even though his cock still felt somewhat sensitive and tired from his previous orgasm. There was no way he was going to be able to cum again for a good while, so he just looked up at the hunter confused, with wide eyes, and growling.

"I'm sure you feel quite spent right now, don't you? Well, that's the beauty of this machine. It can and will take out all the juicy milk you have. Every. Last. Drop of it." The hunter spoke quite happily, to which Ryder growled louder and jerked forward in rage, making one of the other hunters have to hold his shoulder back. "You doubt me? Well, let's see it then. I'll tell you what. If you can hold another five minutes without cumming again for us, we'll let you go. Yes, you heard me. We'll let you out into the woods again, unbound and free. I give you my word as a hunter," the human said, and much to Ryder's surprise, he did seem sincere. The wolf had his doubts, but his eyes still widened. It was an opportunity!

"However, if you can't keep from cumming in… four minutes and 47 seconds now, we will keep you to do as we please," the hunter finished, looking at his watch. Ryder liked his odds. The stroking over his cock felt pleasurable, but for now it was more uncomfortable than good. He was far too spent to cum again! He looked up at the hunter, but just in time to see him nod to the other two humans behind him. Nevertheless, his muffled growling returned.

Ryder looked back at them just in time to see what they held. One held a plug, cock-shaped this time and clearly intended to be shoved inside someone, while the other held two small, white clamps that also had wires connected to them. They all advanced upon him at once. Ryder struggled helplessly once more, but they held him down. First came the plug, shoved into his tailhole and sliding into it with remarkable ease, which made it obvious it had been lubed up. It was still a very intense experience for Ryder, having something that large being inserted inside his ass. The hunter didn't relent, pushing it until only the wide base was left out and making Ryder grunt heavily from the feeling.

The other hunter came almost at the same time. He clamped one of the clamps to Ryder's free nipple, then made a point to pull out the clothespin still attached to the other without opening it before clamping down the other new, fancy clamp over Ryder's other hurtful nipple. The big wolf was still stunned, too many feelings washing over him at once while all three humans lifted him up, forcing him to stand, then shoving him sitting towards the wooden chair.

Ryder let out a heavy grunt, being forced to sit over the plug stuck inside his rear and shoving it completely in. The clamps still hurt over his nipples and the machine still stroked his cock, so between all of that, no matter how much Ryder tried, and he tried hard, he couldn't fight off the humans as they finally untied his hands, only to strap his wrists down to the chair's handles with thick belts that kept them firmly held against it. The two other hunters continued to close the rest of the chair's straps around the struggling, grunting wolf, starting with his thighs, then his legs and ankles. Another heavy strap went over his head to close around his chest, pressing the nipple clamps even harder against those, and finally, they connected his collar to the chair as well, making sure Ryder had almost no movement whatsoever sitting and strapped over it. He growled, struggled and thrashed, but the belts didn't budge at all.

"Feeling comfy, wolfie? Let's see.. You still have.. Three minutes and twenty five seconds left before you win the game. Feeling ready to cum again yet? No?" The leader asked, looking down at Ryder with that usual, smug grin. The other two joined his side, now done with binding him, and kept chuckling. While the stroking over Ryder's cock was indeed going from uncomfortable to pleasurable again, he still felt far from having another orgasm so soon after the first one. The wolf stared back at the human defiantly, heightening his muffled growling.

All three hunters brought up remotes for the wolf to see. The hunter on the left, the one that had applied the nipple clamps on him, pressed a button on his, which made Ryder let out a loud, muffled groan under his gag. Electricity started going through his nipples in what was a heavy mix of pain and pleasure. The current teased his sensitive zone in a very strong way and, somehow, it translated instantly to his cock, which throbbed harder between its strokes. The current didn't stop, shocking his nipples continuously and making the milking experience much more intense. Ryder's hands curled into fists to endure the intensity of the electricity, but he also pulled hard against his binds, desperate to pull those shocking clamps out. The big wolf shook the chair in his struggles, but the belts held him down firmly.

Ryder didn't even have time to properly react to that when the hunter on the right pressed a button in his own remote. The plug that human had shoved in him started moving inside him, vibrating heavily and sending shivers to the wolf's whole body as it pressed and vibrated right against his prostate. That, too, was felt straight over his stroked cock as well, which pulsed with renewed life as a torrent of different pleasures coursed through Ryder's body.

"HMMFGH!! MPFGH RRGHMF!" Ryder protested, trying to shout through his muzzle, but the hunters just kept on having fun with him. He shook his head in a desperate struggle, yet none of his binds gave any indications of giving in.

"Only a little over one minute left. So close to freedom, wolfie," the leader said, bringing his hand forward to poke Ryder's trapped cock from over the fabric. That alone made Ryder wince with so much stimulation going over his body at once. Everything lead to one thing and one thing alone: pleasure. It was much, much harder to keep himself from going over now, but Ryder was not going to lose to these fuckers. He still had his pride! The big wolf steeled himself, hands closed tight. He huffed, breathing hard only through his nose and trying his best to ignore all everything that coursed through him. To hold back from cumming again.

It got harder and harder. The stroking wouldn't stop, his nipples were constantly teased, the plug was vibrating hard. He could feel precum coming from his cock constantly, feeding the tube. He wasn't going to lose. He couldn't!

"Thirty seconds left, wolfie. Almost there," the hunter said, making Ryder look up at him. The human seemed remarkably calm about it, which made Ryder worry, but even so, he was close! Ryder's breathing was faster now. In his mind, he was giving everything he had to hold back from reaching a climax again. The machine's stroking felt incredibly good going over his knot at the base, then the head of his cock, then back down… There was no aftermatch sensitivity left, only pleasure. Pleasure completed and enhanced by the plug and clamps. Ryder groaned. He had to hold back.

"Twenty seconds..." the hunter said looking down at his watch. Ryder looked at him in time to see him grin. The hunter made a point to show Ryder the controller he had in his hand one more time, his thumb right underneath the slider, ready to push it up. Ryder shook his head. His eyes widened. He was barely holding back right now, if he upped the intensity…

"DDNHFGH!! MMMGHRGH! UNNFFGRH!" The wolf protested, shouting through his gag and closed muzzle. Ryder struggled and thrashed in his binds with renewed vigor, filled with rage for the hunter. That was cheating! The wolf forced the binds with all his might and fury. The stroking over his cock was too good. He would cum soon, he had no doubt about that anymore, but he could win!

"Ten seconds..." the hunter announced, and then, at the same time, pushed the slider in his remote up to "4". A long groan came from Ryder's muffled muzzle. The fury inside the wolf was so big that his eyes teared up, glaring at the hunter with a deadly stare and the fact that all they did was laugh at him only furthered it up even more. He tried to hold back his cumming. Tried with everything he had.

"Five," the hunter counted, and Ryder's muscles bulged from the sheer effort of his struggle.

"Four..." it followed, and the wolf's ears went down as he felt his orgasm starting to reach him. The mix of rage, despair, frustration and pleasure inside him was too big.

"Three..."

The stroking that was already hard and fast before was too intense now. It seemed to be in complete sync with the shocks in his nipples and vibrations in his tailhole, making all of it come together in huge waves of pleasure over the wolf's whole body. The pleasure was so intense that the immense intensity of orgasm joining in the electricity, vibrations and stroking, was almost too much. Ryder would have howled if he could, even if his ears pinned down against his head when he felt and saw his cock spurting cum into the tube again, meaning he had lost the 'game'.

All three hunters cheered, then bursted with laughter at him as the most intense orgasm he'd ever had went through Ryder. None of the stimulations stopped even through it and the fact that it was his second in such a short time made his cock feel even more sensitive than before. Jets of wolf cum went through the tube into the large container behind the chair again, not remotely as strong as the first, but still an impressive amount considering what Ryder felt he had. He struggled hard through all of it. The whole chair kept shaking, everything straining as he struggled with all of his frustration and rage even while the high pleasure went through him. While he cummed for them one more time, just like they wanted, showing how much they were just toying with him, the fuckers. It didn't last as long as the first one, and soon Ryder was back in the aftermatch of his climax, but again, none of the stimulations stopped. Not even the stroking slowed down. It made it all feel even more intense in his oversensitive state and even more frustrating, so no matter how tired he felt, Ryder did not stop his struggling this time, huffing at them.

"Well, too bad, wolfie. You lost. A shame, really. Looks like we're keeping you, after all," the leader said with the other two still laughing. All three of them set their remotes together on the floor, right in front of Ryder, yet definitely out of his reach. None of them turned anything off.

"Okay then, big wolfie, we'll come back in a few hours to give you a small break before you start again. There's a lot to fill, after all," the leader continued. One of the hunters went back to the box and approached the thrashing, struggling, cursing wolf with a piece of leather. He put it right over his eyes, making the hunters' smiles the last thing Ryder saw before his vision went black behind a blindfold. The wolf's ears perked up and he could hear the hunters' laughter and steps fading away. Ryder screamed at them through his muzzle and gag. He forced his bonds over and over again, but they wouldn't give in.

"WWWHGHMFFFF!! MMFGH RRFFGHHT!" The wolf shouted, but barely any sound came out. The electricity didn't relent, the vibrations kept his tailhole constantly clenching over the big plug and, despite still feeling oversensitive, he could feel unwanted pleasure surging through his cock again as the hard strokes kept going over it. They didn't mind him the least, though, and all Ryder heard was the heavy thump of the door closing before he was left alone to feel his third of many orgasms building up inside him.

Ryder struggled and struggled, for getting free was his only chance of escaping the hell the hunter had left him in, but no matter how much he did, he couldn't get away from his bondage. He kept struggling until he felt too tired to even move anymore. The wolf couldn't help but groan with the vibrations hitting his prostate in full strength, the electricity teasing his nipples in both pleasure and pain without ceasing and the machine stroking his spent cock fast and relentlessly, never stopped, never gave in. The hunters had said hours? He would never be able to handle hours like that! He couldn't escape, couldn't get free, couldn't fight back...

Ryder's third orgasm came even faster than the second, no matter how spent he felt. The pleasure of climax came to make him let out his silent howl once more, cock spurting more of his cum for the machine, giving the hunters what they wanted. The forced pleasure of his release strained his body. A few last, desperate and weak struggles came from the big wolf before he felt himself too weak. Nothing stopped, even as his cock grew sensitive for his third orgasm in a row. Everything felt heightened, the shocks, the vibrations, so much pleasure, so much humiliation, so much rage. Ryder's body was in an overload and soon enough, with his cock still being milked, the big wolf passed out in his predicament.