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RTSYM: Berserker's Visit - Day 1, Part 1 by: BerserkerB

(All characters are owned by either me or Dinfleetpaw)

A black car pulled into the parking lot of the school. The afternoon sun cast a gleam on the shiny surface, and the hood ornament - a regal looking lion's head - shined like a diamond in the bright afternoon day. It pulled into one of the reserved sections, and a figure stepped out from the driver's seat.

He was a small wolf, gray furred, with short brown hair. He wore a white dress-shirt, black tie, and dark pants. The small wolf scampered around to the other side of the car, and opened the back door.

Out came a man dressed in a blue suit. His clothing hid his khaki fur, which was dotted with dark spots. His dark-red mane was slicked back with gel, and anyone who looked at him would instantly think he was the CEO of some Fortune 500 company. He scratched his nose, and gazing around at the school, he said with a smile "It's good to be back." He beckoned the wolf to follow. "Come Din. Let us see what sort of mettle these boys are made of."

"Yes sir, Superintendent." The wolf gave a bow and trailed no more than a foot behind the hyon as they entered the school.

"I've had it up to here with you!" Mr. Job bellowed. "This is the fifth time you were caught skipping class, and I'm going to make sure it will be your last!" The bobcat's eyes burned red-hot fury into the trembling cheetah.

"Please sir, it wasn't my fault!" the young cheetah begged. He fell to his knees, begging with his paws on the principal's desk. "I just can't handle the pressure anymore! When I saw Jerry beheaded last week...I just lost it." Tears streamed down his cheeks; his eyes looked swollen with water. "I just need some time, that's all!"

Mr. Job leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling. "I suppose I could send you to Dr. Bender. He is looking for some willing test subjects."

The young cheetah gulped. "D-Does that mean I'll get to live?"

"I suppose..." he leaned over his desk, a sly grin showing off his pearly-white fangs, "that depends on what your definition of being alive is." His grin grew wider when the cheetah's face went pale. "You're choice. Lose your head, or lose your mind."

The cheetah fell into a slump. "I'll go see Dr. Bender."

"Good boy." He pressed a button on his intercom. "Mr. Word, would you please escort the student coming from my office to Dr. Bender's office." He waved his paw for the cheetah to leave.

"Yes sir," Mr. Word's voice replied through the intercom. "Also, you have someone here to see you."

"I'm not expecting anyone... Tell them to take a number."

"How about I take your head, instead?" came a completely different voice.

Mr. Job's face grew pale, and his eyes went wide. "S-Superintendent Berserker?"

The hyon sauntered into the office with a big grin on his face. "Long time no see, Bartholomew. I hope I'm not keeping you from something important."

The bobcat shot straight up and bowed low. "My apologies! I did not know you were coming! If I had..."

Berserker placed a gentle paw on the bobcat's shoulder. "Barty...settle down." The hyon smiled warmly to his old friend. "You know you don't have to be formal around me."

Mr. Job stood there in shock for a moment, and then started laughing profusely. "Muha ha ha ha ha! I got you that time!"

"You mean you really weren't afraid I was going to kill you in a horrible manner for accidently treating me with a tiny shred of disrespect?"

He punched the hyon's shoulder. "Hell no! You're many things, Berserker, but wasteful is not one of them." They hugged before sitting down. "My god, it's been far too long since you last visited."

"Yes well, I've been rather busy overseas. Oh! Just a moment." He snapped his fingers, and the short wolf immediately entered the room.

"Yes sir? How may I serve you?" Din said as he bowed.

"Just the usual," he said before snapping his fingers once more.

Din moved quickly to the hyon's front, and got down on his knees. His fingers skillfully unzipped the hyon's pants, to which Berserker's growing erection popped free. The wolf instantly wrapped his muzzle around the rising shaft, and began to slowly suck off the thick meat.

Mr. Job eyed the wolf curiously. "Did you pick him up overseas?"

"No, I got him before I left." He purred in delight as Din went all the way down to the base of his cock. "He's been well trained, and has served me well." He placed a light grip on the wolf's head, and guided him back and forth. "But I've grown tired of him, and so I plan on cooking his fine ass before I leave here." At the mention of cooking, Din's body stiffened, and he murred around Berserker's erection. "Heh heh, he's rather excited about the idea."

The bobcat shifted in his seat, and tried unsuccessfully to cross his legs. "It seems like a shame to waste such a good...servant. Are you willing to sell him...?"

"No, his destiny is to end up as dinner." The hyon rocked his hips gently in time with Din's bobbing. "It's his request, actually, and I always grant those loyal to me their final requests."

The wolf tried to stifle his moans of pleasure, but was futile. The two men watched eagerly as he went to work over Berserker's cock. One paw gripped his mater's balls through the clothing, massaged them with dexterous skill. He used his other paw to stroke the throbbing member, while his slick muzzle gulped at flaring tip.

"Ohhesgood," Berserker mumbled uncontrollably. His claws dug into the leather chair, and he arched back into the seat. "Oh yes... Oh yes... Oh! Oooooh! Aaaaaaah!" His cock throbbed and released threads of sticky, hot cum. Din suckled and lapped at the flowing seed, guzzling it down his throat like water in the desert.

Mr. Job's paw was dangerously close to the tent in his pants. The site of the wolf licking Berserker's shaft clean was more than he could handle. The bobcat was Berserker's oldest friend, but even then he sometimes felt twinges of jealousy and envy. There was so much he could do with this wolf, so much he wanted to do to this wolf... And yet the hyon was horrible about sharing his toys.

Berserker bid Din to stop, and the wolf reluctantly pulled away. He stood back up and bowed. "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Well..." Berserker eyed his anxious friend curiously. Despite the bobcat's attempts to hide it, he was obviously engrossed with Din. "I want you to give Barty the pleasure of plowing your ass." Mr. Job nearly feinted from shock.

"As you wish, sir." He started to move around the desk, but stopped. "Superintendent..."

"Yes?"

"You aren't going to sell me, right?" The wolf gazed longingly into his master's eyes. "You still plan on-"

Berserker held up a paw. "Enough. You are going to cook for me, and no one - not even my best friend - is going to change that." He zipped up and got out of his chair. "While you two enjoy each other, I'm going to go...examine my school."

"Wait!" Mr. Job shouted as Berserker was about to leave. Din had already undone his pants, and was busy slickening up the bobcat's raging hard-on with his tongue. "You ne - ah! - never share your toys."

Berserker beamed and winked. "I'm feeling generous today. And...I could learn to share a little more - but don't ever tell anyone I said that." He left the room, closing the door behind him.

Mr. Job stared blankly at the door. He was quite dumbstruck at his friend's unusual behavior. Suddenly, the back of Din's head came into view. He looked down and saw the wolf's ass resting comfortably on the tip of his cock. The bobcat grinned and took hold of the wolf's hips. Whatever the reason, he certainly was not going to complain. He pulled Din close, and shoved his big dick in deep. The wolf was so - fucking - tight!

"Oh yes! Fuck me harder!" Mr. Hirohito shouted. The Komodo dragon's face was buried in the sheets of Coach Ram's bed. His wrists were bound behind his back with duct tape, and his ram lover was happily using him in this provocative position.

"Shut it, Komody, I know how to hump my bitch!" He got up onto his feet, bent nearly horizontal over the reptile, and started pounding away like a piston. "Fuck yeah! Who's a good bitch!?"

"Ah - I am!"

"Oh yeah... Take it deep, lover."

Mr. Hirohito's moans were sudden and quick, just as the humping of his lover was. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh-oh-oh yes, d-deep in me."

The ram's cock was near bursting, pre-cum just leaked into the reptile's spread hole like a trickling stream. "Almost there. Almost there!"

Suddenly, there came a knock on the door. "Coach Ram, your presence is requested."

"Five more minutes!" he shouted back, his hips never slowing down.

"I was told to tell you it is from the superintendent."

Coach Ram came to a halt. "The superintendent!" He hopped off the bed like a rabbit, and went scrambling for his clothes. "Oh my god! Oh my god!" he fretted as he tried to sort between his and Mr. Hirohito's clothes.

"Uh Ramsy..." the reptile murmured.

"Damn it all, I'll just have to go like this!" He had managed to pull on his tight shorts, but nothing else. He zoomed out of the room, slamming the door as he left.

Mr. Hirohito stared at the door, speechless. He wiggled his arms around, trying to break through the duct tape. "Great, how the hell am I supposed to get dressed?"

Berserker was waiting for Coach Ram in one of the gymnasiums. The ram burst through the double doors, wearing nothing but a pair of tight gym shorts. "I see you are excited to see me," the hyon chuckled and pointed down at the coach's tenting groin.

Coach Ram looked down, blushed, but did not try to hide his erection. The superintendent did not have to know the real reason for his hard-on. "It's good to see you again, sir."

"Nice to see you too, Percival." As he said it, the ram cringed. "Oh yes, you hate your first name."

"Oh yeah," he affirmed with vigor.

"You might be wondering why I requested your presence... Ah, here they are." A group of fifteen boys wandered in from the locker room. They were all dressed in their gym clothes, and wore a confused expression.

"Sir, it's not time for their gym class," Coach Ram said with a raised brow. "You aren't planning what I think... Are you?"

The hyon chuckled softly and began to remove his suit and tie. "Lock the doors," he commanded to Coach Ram. "And make sure the janitors know they will be needed pretty soon." He tossed the ram a key, and then went to removing his shirt.

Coach Ram looked at the bewildered group of boys, his gaze crestfallen. "Tsk-tsk-tsk, oh those poor boys. Try to leave a few alive, sir." He hurried around to each door, and locked them. He then stood in a small indent in a wall, and dialed out to the janitor's office.

Berserker addressed the crowd of students. "I'm sure you are all wondering why you were called here, and why this stranger - me - is addressing you. I am the superintendent of Redrum. You will address me with the utmost respect...or else." His eyes narrowed, and he swiftly pulled a Bowie knife from somewhere in his pants. The students instantly backed away, their faces frozen in fear. "You might have realized what's about to happen. I've done my research, and all of you are weakest, laziest group of fuckers in your cohort." There were a few sobs coming from the crowd, but he continued. "And it is my job to 'thin the herd,' as they say. There are fifteen of you; five of you will die. You want to live... RUN!"

The moment he yelled, the entire group scattered like a flock of birds. Some took to the doors, only to find them locked. Others ran for Coach Ram, but he ignored their cries for help, and shoved them away. Berserker had yet to move. He was busy scanning the crowd, picking out the one's he would go for first. There was a cute deer cowering in the corner, and a sexy looking tiger banging his fist against one of the doors.

"They'll do." The hyon took off from his position at lightning speed. Despite the fear and chaos around the room, several students stood in awe at the superintendent's uncanny agility. He went for the tiger first, who was still pounding away at the door, crying his eyes out as he yelled for help.

The blade cut through quick. The sharpened metal shaved through the tiger's neck, severing flesh and bone in less than a second. The tiger gave his last gasp just as the blade passed through. His head rolled down his shoulder, and fell to the floor with a thud.

Berserker turned his attention to the deer in the corner, ignoring the bloody mess behind him. "First kill," he said with a grin. He dashed across the gym, aimed right for the trembling deer. The young buck's eyes were wide as dinner plates when Berserker converged on him. The hyon grabbed the buck's head, pulled him up, and chopped the young deer's head off with a flick of his blade. He tossed the head onto the dead deer's lap, turned to the remaining students, and said, "Double kill."

He eyed around for his next victim, twirling the blood soaked blade between his fingers. "I spy, with my little eye...someone next." He looked over at an innocent looking raccoon. He beamed his shiny fangs, and the coon instantly fell to his knees, weeping.

"Oh god no!" he cried. His eyes streamed with tears, and he bellowed like a child. "Please sir, don't kill me! Please!"

The hyon glowered at the begging student. "Pathetic." He flipped his knife in the air, caught it, and swung. The raccoon's sobs fell silent as the blade removed his head from his body. Blood gushed from his neck, as the heart continued to pump it. "Triple kill," he said with a frown. "Would anyone else care to beg for their lives?" The room was silent, save for some uncontrollable sobbing by some. "Good."

Suddenly, one of the students took a stand. "This is bullshit!" He was a dog, collie by the looks of it, with a rather nice looking coat of fur. "If we all attack him, he can't possibly get all of us! Who's with me!?"

The dog soon felt the cool metal of hyon's knife at his throat. "I applaud you for your bravery, but you really should have kept your eyes on the man trying to kill you." Berserker grabbed the canine's face, and pulled left. His blade cut right, and a sick rip resounded through the gym. Berserker tossed the collie's head to the ground, and said "Killtacular."

The hyon glanced around for his final victim. He noticed that the number of students left was wrong. There were ten students, but there should have been eleven. His eyes scanned upward, and he realized why. One of the students, a falcon, had taken flight and was perched safely - seemingly - on the top of one of the basketball hoop backboards.

"Not bad," he murmured to himself. He slowly aligned himself with the hoop, scooting over slightly to be in line with the falcon. He then took off in a sprint. He advanced on the backboard with tremendous speed, but to everyone's surprise, he passed right under it. Instead, he ran up the wall, and just as he reached the height of his run, he leapt off. The avian squawked in shock, and it was the last sound he would ever make. Berserker's knife sliced through his neck, cutting the flesh apart with enough force to carry the head a few feet from the body. The falcon's body hit the ground first, and then his head, followed gracefully by Berserker. "Game over," he proclaimed with a sly smile.

Coach Ram, who had watched the whole affair from the indent in the wall, finally stepped out. He unlocked the nearest door, and the remaining students clamored violently out of the gym. "Well, you managed to strike fear into the hearts of the students, and made a mess of my gym - again."

Berserker reached down and pulled a cloth from his suit pocket. He wiped the blood off his knife, and slipped it back into its hiding place. "Just have gym outside," he replied nonchalantly, like nothing important had occurred. "It's a warm day out, so make the boys go shirtless... or better yet, nude." He winked at the bighorn sheep, and gathered up his clothes.

"While I most certainly will do that, did you really have to behead five students? It's not like they were troublemakers, just lazy."

"You know as well as I do that we cannot have lazy students." He eyed the ram with a questioning gaze. "You do remember why I started this school, right?"

"Y-yes sir, I remember." He trembled a little; the superintendent's scowling eyes sent a shiver down his spine. Despite Berserker being shorter than he was, and less muscular, Coach Ram knew that the hyon was ten times more ferocious and deadly then he ever could be.

"Make sure you have the bodies disposed of properly. I'm going to go get cleaned up." He waved to the bighorn as he left, leaving a silent, blood-stained room behind him.

Berserker opened the door to his private room. The lights were already on, and the room smelled of oranges. He spotted Din, lying on the bed, the moment he entered. "Ah, there you are. Taking a break, are you?"

Din shot right up and bowed low. "No sir! I just wanted to be ready in case you had some stress to work off."

"Cut the crap, and just tell me the truth."

The wolf gulped nervously and stared at his feet. "Mr. Job took a lot out of me. After he had finished fucking me, he insisted that lick him clean. Once I was done... he fucked me again."

Berserker rolled his eyes. "Oh brother... I should never have left you alone with him. He's such a pervert, it's disgusting."

"How have things been so far?" Din said quickly to change the subject. "Did you have fun?"

"Somewhat," the hyon replied with a shrug. "Students didn't put up much of a fight, so it went by rather quickly." He tossed his dirty clothes into a hamper, and began to slip out of his pants. "Draw me a shower," he ordered.

"Do you want me in the tub when you come in?"

"Do stupid wolves lose their heads for asking stupid questions?" The wolf gave a short meep, and scurried into the bathroom. Berserker chuckled. "Silly wolf."

The hot water felt like soothing paws on his body; that, and the fact that Din was busy scrubbing away the blood from his fur. "You missed a spot up here," he pointed to his left shoulder.

Din moved his paw to get it, when Berserker grasped at the wolf's wrist. "S-Superintendent!" he cried. In his surprise, he dropped the soap.

"It's just us, Din. You can call me Berserker." He slyly slid a paw around the wolf's back, and hugged him closely.

Din blushed copiously. "Oh Berserker...I...I missed you so much." He nuzzled into the hyon's chest.

"We were only apart for a couple of hours," he replied. He kissed the wolf's forehead, and began rubbing up and down his back.

"I know, but every minute you are gone feels like a press squeezing my heart." He wrapped his arms around his master, a couple of tears trickled down his face. "I am yours, will always be yours, and I don't want to be anything else until the day I die."

A gentle touch lifted the wolf's chin. Berserker's hazel eyes looked softly into Din's. "You have been a good servant, and I will reward you by giving you your dying wish." He smiled when Din's eyes gleamed with joy. "I can't wait to sink my teeth into your hot, sexy, delicious, mouth-watering flesh." He leaned down and began to nibble on the wolf's neck.

Din closed his eyes and began to moan.

"Mmm, to get to see you in a delicious position," he nibbled some more, "steam billowing from every hole," his muzzle moved to Din's shoulder, "and your wonderful cock, forever locked into an erection by the heat, juices dribbling down the shaft..."

"Aaaaah!" Din let out a high-pitched moan and nearly fell to his knees. His member was hard as a rock, and dripping pre like crazy. "Oh please, tell me more," he begged.

Berserker spun him around, and pushed him up against the wall. The hot water rained down on the wolf's back, and cascaded off his ripe ass like freshly washed fruit. The hyon poked a claw into the right cheek, and began to slowly circle it around in a spiral. "I think I'll have your ass spiral sliced, like a holiday ham."

The light scratching from the hyon's claw, coupled with Din's imagination, sent ripples up and down the wolf's back. "My ham is better than anything a pig could offer."

"That's right!" Berserker exclaimed. He slapped the other butt cheek. "But the meat still needs some tenderizing. I'll see to it that it is personally tenderized every night until you are roasted." He slapped the wolf's butt again, and pressed the tip of his raging erection against his servant's tight hole.

Din gasped. "Oh yes! Fuck your meat hard, and make it wonderfully tender before the feast!" The eager wolf pushed back against his lover, squeezing the tip of the hyon's cock into his pucker.

"Such an eager piece of meat," Berserker chuckled. He eased his shaft in, letting the warm water lubricate his entry. "Oh you will look good on a platter. I bet you'll be the envy of everyone there."

Din gasped when Berserker's shaft glided along his sensitive prostate. "A-Are you going to share me?" He grit his teeth as the hyon started to gently thrust against him.

"Mmm, yes I will. I want everyone to see just how amazing you are. However...the most important parts of your body will be mine and mine alone to consume." He sloped over Din's back, and reached between the wolf's legs. Din gasped and groaned when Berserker took hold his cock, and started rubbing it.

"Berserker... Oh yes. Oh god, yes!" He used the wall as a support, and jerked back and forth against the hyon's thrusts. "Please, use me to your liking. I am your meat, and nothing more."

The hyon took his queue, and began pounding his hips hard and fast. Each thrust made Din squeal in pleasure, and it drove Berserker to hump faster and harder. "Fuck yeah, you're my meat!" he cried ecstatically. "You're going to look so hot, dead and cooked till you're brown and crispy."

"Mmmf! Anything for yo~u!"

"Agh! Yes! Al...most...about...about..." His body plowed into Din like a wild animal. The fiery passion between them was hotter than the water that bathed them, both so close to climaxing.

"Fill me, Berserker!" Din screamed.

"Yeeeaah!" The hyon's cock blasted globs of hot seed into the wolf's bowels. The hyon cum flowed like a river, and made squishing noises as he continued to fuck the wolf silly.

Din let out a tremendous howl, bliss overtaking his mind. His shaft throbbed under Berserker's touch, and bellowed ropes of his own seed, hot, sticky, and full of red-hot passion.

Berserker finally calmed down, and squeezed the last bit of cum into Din's ass. The wolf's pucker was white, and covered with dribbling spooge. Both men remained still, their chests heaving heavily for air. Berserker clutched Din, and pulled him close. "I will enjoy snuffing your life, and devouring your body."

Din looked up at his lover and master, and smiled warmly. "And I will enjoy dying for you, to be your nourishing meat, and to be a part of you forever."

Their lips locked into a deep embrace, and everything around them vanished from their senses, save the warmth of each other's bodies.

To be Continued