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The fox ran through the woods. His bare paw pads felt the soft earth and uneven ground beneath it. It was different than running in city alleys or jumping through close roofs. For Wayne, it felt a little weird, yet still, he actively avoided branches and foliage in order to make as little noise as possible. It was a reflex he could not help.

The dragon running in front of him seemed to have less trouble navigating through the deep forest. How did he do it? Dreviren was just good at so many things as far as Wayne could see.

"We ought to go faster!" Wayne yelled to the dragon ahead of him. Dreviren just glanced back at him, nodded, and picked up his pace. They were trying to follow and catch up to Jevier, the group's beastmaster, who had rushed ahead in pursuit of his pack of three feral wolfdogs that had gotten spooked in the strange woods. They had been running for a while, though.

The trail was easy enough to follow. Wayne knew that nobody could beat Jev when it came to forest terrain, though, so they fell behind. The tiger was born for that. They were certain that they were on the right trail, but any sign of movement ahead of them was gone. Had they really fallen that far behind? Wayne was already starting to feel tired of keeping a fast-paced rhythm for so long. He could see Dreviren was getting tired too, by his side. Suddenly, a new wave of that magic-induced wrongness present in the forest washed over them. It prompted them both to stop.

"Something is definitely not right," the dragon said. His eyes shot back and forth, then he pulled his longbow from his back to have it ready. "I'm starting to think that Jevier's dogs sprinting away wasn't just an accident."

Wayne looked up at him. "Ya think this's a trap of some sort? But we can't leave Jev alone out ther' anyway!" The fox drew one of his daggers from his belt. He felt better holding it in his paw.

"That's what makes it so smart," the dragon said with a grunt. Dreviren continued to look all around them, wary and alert. "You smelling anything?"

The dragon did sniff around, but his sense of smell wasn't as good as a canine's. Wayne gave the air a few whiffs, but the result was already expected.

"Just the forest. Mostly flowers." The damned weird flowers made the fox bring his paw up to rub at his nose. They grew everywhere around the forest and their scent was just too strong for any kind of scent-based tracking.

Drev grunted again, but he also nodded. "We'll continue with more care. This trail feels wrong. There's magic all around us. I can just... feel it. Jevier might be in trouble."

Wayne frowned.

"All the more reason for us not to stand here talkin' crap and just go." The fox took the lead, but instead of rushing through, they proceeded with careful steps. Wayne remained alert for any signs of traps, but he wasn't sure what to look for. Tripwires or oddly-shaped panels he could spot from a mile away, but magic traps? Cheating. Definitely cheating.

The signs that someone had gone through the path they trailed were still pretty clear, but they walked for a while. Much longer than Wayne felt they should. How could Jev have run so far? With every minute that passed, he grew more worried about the tiger.

Wayne also worried about their other two companions left behind. Graham, the wolf paladin, and Velven, the... bard. As the hyena called himself. With Graham there to protect them, the fox was pretty sure they were safe. The paladin could be strict and a little stuck up, sure, but he was also the best damn fighter Wayne had ever seen.

Jevier, on the other hand... He'd twist both his knives into the wizard's guts if he hurt the tiger. Wayne found himself letting out a soft growl under his breath.

Finally, the vulpine thief picked up a sound. He looked up at Dreviren and immediately saw that the dragon had heard the same thing. Dreviren motioned for him to be quiet and took an arrow out of his quiver to nock it on his bow. With a few more steps forward, they saw hints of sunlight. A clearing. The smell of flowers intensified and they could get glimpses of movement in the distance. Jevier had to be there.

"I'll circle the clearing through the right. You go left," the dragon whispered in a very low voice. "I will go in first. You find a good spot and, if things take a bad turn, you sneak in and take him down."

The usual strategy. He pulled the other dagger from his belt and held on to both of them.

"Strike down... the wizard? You think he'll be here?"

Dreviren just gave him a small nod. "I can feel it."

Wayne nodded back. They looked at each other, then each of them turned away to circle the clearing and do their jobs. The fox gripped his daggers with anxiety. What had happened to Jev? If the wizard was really there, why weren't they hearing him and his dogs fighting? Could it be that they hadn't been able to catch up to the tiger in time? That Jevier had been left to fight the wizard alone. That the tiger had... lost?

The fox grunted, pushing those thoughts away. They'd been in danger a million times even if usually they were together. Wayne decided to focus on what mattered. His steps were soft and silent over the earth as he actively avoided branches and leaves. He no longer heard Dreviren's quiet, yet not completely quiet, stepping and with a glance backwards he confirmed that he could no longer see the dragon. Wayne trailed closer to the clearing and kept his head low. He had to see what was going on.

It was a hilltop. A large area without trees, but full of sunlight that hit the relatively tall grass and a multitude of those flowers that thrived in the forest. A pretty enough sight. Wayne didn't stop to appreciate it, though. He was quick to spot the tiger, but he didn't fully understand what he saw at first.

Jevier was there. His orange, striped fur was unmistakable. The tiger was, however, just lying over the trunk of a fallen tree right by one of the corners of the clearing. Two of the beastmaster's large wolfdogs, Wayne couldn't tell which two, were standing by him as well and did not look worried. Jev had found two of them, that was good. One of the dogs had his head down as if sniffing something behind Jev while the other just stood there behind the tiger, doing nothing. They didn't seem stressed or alert. In fact, their tails were wagging.

The tiger, however, was not moving. Wayne waited and waited, but Jev didn't move a muscle. Had he passed out? Had he been hurt? Worse thoughts started popping in on Wayne's head. His eyes scanned the rest of the clearing. No signs of fighting in the terrain. No one else in sight, either. The fox's eyes studied the place carefully until they finally found something. Jevier's pouch open with his darts and flasks scattered on the ground. A torn belt and what seemed to be... torn clothing? Wayne's eyes snapped to the tiger again and he noticed that, while Jevier was still wearing his shirt and light leather armor, he seemed to be naked from the waist down.

Just what was going on?

Wayne grunted. "Where's Drev?" he thought, shifting with anxiety. He wanted to step in and help the tiger. His eyes scanned the treeline, but there was no sign of the dragon yet. What was taking him so long? Perhaps he was being careful? Perhaps he had seen something he hadn't?

But the fox saw nothing. There was just Jev lying there, one of his dogs standing with his back to the laying tiger and the other still with his muzzle lowered behind him. The fox's ears were up trying to get a hold of any sounds that would give out the presence of the wizard, but there was nothing. Wayne swore he could hear what sounded like weak groans coming from the tiger, though. That was good, to some extent. He was alive! But, he could still be hurt. Was that why he wasn't moving? Wayne let out a soft growl.

"Where IS him?"

Still no sign of Dreviren. He was supposed to go first. Wayne waited and waited, eyes fixated on the tiger until finally, he got tired of waiting. He would go first and Dreviren would follow from the shadows. He couldn't stand idly by watching if Jev needed help.

Wayne kept his head low and his footsteps silent even as he stepped into the clearing. The sunlight felt warm on his short fur. There was no place to hide, so he was alert for any signs of danger coming from the forest as he approached the tiger. When he got close to Jevier he immediately saw that, though the Beastmaster was lying over the tree trunk and not moving, he was awake. His eyes saw Wayne and focused on them, then Jev mumbled a few things.

As he got close, however, Wayne couldn't believe what he saw.

Jevier's dogs weren't just close to him. The fox's eyes grew wide when he saw that the large feral wolfdog that had his rear pressed against the tiger's had it like that because his dick was stuck inside the tiger's ass. Stuck like two dogs that had just bred each other. The other wolfdog wasn't just sniffing Jev's exposed crotch either. Leaning his head, Wayne could see that the tiger's cock was rock hard and dripping precum, which the dog slowly lapped from the tip, then went back to licking the pulsing length. Jev looked like he was about to cum from that alone.

Wayne quickly took a few steps back to take his eyes out of it. He felt his face growing red with embarrassment over the indecency. He had never expected Jev to do something like... that. It couldn't be. Wayne's wide eyes focused on the tiger, whose eyes were fixated on him.

"W-what in all the hells' goin' on here?! Jev?" The fox put his knives away in his belt and took a more careful look. Though Jev was looking up at him, his expression was unchanging. It was the same slouching, droopy expression. The tiger's muzzle was semi-open and a small strand of drool was falling down from it. Jev let out a groan from his throat, but he just continued to lie there, as if he couldn't move. As if he was...

"Jev? Are you... paralyzed?"

With a quick glance around Wayne quickly took notice of a single dart on the ground farther away from where his pouch was. The fox knew about the beastmaster's poisoned darts and how strong his paralysis effects could be, but how had he gotten paralyzed himself? Wayne also knew Jev had antidotes, so maybe he could help. Just as he thought about that, both dogs behind Jev looked up at Wayne. For the first time, he noticed that the wolfdogs' eyes were not normal. Around them, burned a faint blue fire that he had never seen before. Magic? The dogs, however, just stared at him without doing anything. Jev let out an urgent grunt beneath them.

"Well, aren't you a clever one?"

The voice came straight from behind Wayne. The fox's ears shot up and in a blink of an eye he spun, drew his daggers and took a step back before he had even taken the time to look at who had spoken. Jev let out another urgent grunt right behind Wayne.

"Now now. You might hurt somebody with those!"

Standing there, right in front of Wayne, was what appeared to be a fox like himself. He had the same longer ears, lean muzzle, and bushy tail, but he was also considerably taller than Wayne himself. The fox was almost as tall as Jevier or Graham, the wolf. Also unlike Wayne, the fox's fur was of a plain, soft cream color as opposed to Wayne's red and white. That was plain to see since the new fox wore absolutely no clothes, but neither did he look bothered in the slightest to have his furry sheath and balls out in the open. He had his arms folded over his chest.

"Who're you?!" Wayne demanded, gripping the handles of his knives with tension. He let out a soft growl towards the fox. Fighting head-on wasn't his specialty, but he was far from harmless. Wayne's eyes darted back and forth around the fox as well. How had he snuck up on him like that?

"Who am I? Why, you've been looking for me for days! Who do you think I am?" The fox's tone was livid and full of amusement. He let out a giggle after his question as if he found everything funny. The weird fox's overconfidence made Wayne's hackles spike behind his neck. Was he the wizard, then? Though he looked harmless naked and empty-handed, Wayne's internal instincts told him to make a run for it. He went as far as glance around to look for possible escape routes, but he knew that he couldn't leave Jevier behind like that.

Before Wayne could answer, the fox unfolded his arms. As soon as he did Wayne stood ready, tensing up and ready to lunge. The wizard just shook his head, though.

"Don't be silly. Put those down so we can talk properly." As soon as the fox said that, he made a single motion downwards with a finger. When he did, Wayne felt his knives shooting down towards the earth below him. The fox grunted, but held on tight to them and, as a result, was forced to lean forward with them all the way down until both knives stabbed the earth so hard that they sunk into it.

Wayne immediately tried to pull the daggers back up, but it was as if they had been sunk into stone. He applied all the strength he had, but they didn't budge an inch from the ground. Worse yet, when he decided to give up and let go of them, he quickly found out that he couldn't. His fingers wouldn't uncurl from the handles and his hands wouldn't let go. Wayne pulled and pulled, but he couldn't pull the daggers out of the ground nor let go of them. He finally gave up and went down on one knee with his hands still gripping the knives and panting. He looked up at the wizard with a snarl, but the other fox was just watching him with a smirk.

"Dirty magic tricks! How the hell's this possible?! Who're you and what do you want?" Wayne kept his eyes on the wizard, but he risked a few glances towards the treelines surrounding the clearing. If Dreviren was still waiting to show up that was a damn good time to do it.

"I want many things," the wizard said with a very calm tone, "but sometimes while you're working to get something you want, you find something else that you want even more." The tall fox calmly approached Wayne to inspect him. He looked at Wayne from above, then circled him to study him. The fox kept snarling. Behind him, Jev let out another long grunt that sounded frustrated. That brought a small 'tsc' sound from the wizard, a snap of his claws, and then the sound of wet lapping started coming from behind the tiger again. Wayne guessed the wolfdog was back to licking the tiger's dick. Jev's grunt turned into a groan instead. Wayne realized that the wizard definitely had something to do with the odd behaviour of Jev's dogs.

"What's that suppos'd to mean?" Wayne was still wary. He hated being defenseless like that. His eyes never left the other fox even as he circled him.

"Hmmm... You are... remarkable. Even more so than I thought." The fox ignored his question. It was like he was talking to himself.

"I've been watching you ever since you stepped into my forest." The fox started explaining. "Well, watching all five of you, really, but I've been watching you pretty closely. So young, so handsome... So tough, yet so innocent! I've had my mouth watering while watching you all these days!" The fox's tone was one of sheer excitement. It was almost eccentric. Wayne's ears folded back a little not because he was intimidated, but because of how creepy it sounded.

"You'r downright crazy," Wayne called as he saw it. "The hell are you talking about? Did you do this to Jev? Let me fuckin' go and fight me like a man!" Wayne pulled at the knives again with hope it would work this time, but he still didn't manage to move them a single inch. The fox, on the other hand, just grinned.

"Fight you? Did you learn that from the paladin?" The wizard let out a soft laugh. "This is all about our dear tiger here, isn't it? Yes. Yes, I did this to him. One of my finest works, I must say. Feral animals are so incredibly easy to control!"

The fox stopped to laugh again. Wayne, on the other hand, just kept growling. His eyes trailed back and forth looking for a way out, but with his hands stuck like that none of his plans could work. He could kick the fox, but then what? No, he needed his hands. Then he could fight back.

"You're a perv and a madman, that's what you are! Fuckin' freak!" Wayne glared up at the wizard, but as always he only seemed to draw pleasure from the insults. Jev let out another small groan behind them, then the lapping sounds stopped, which was followed by yet another frustrated groan.

"Oh, don't be like that. I'm sure that over time you'll learn to appreciate my methods and creativity." The fox stepped around him one more time, then stopped right in front of Wayne. "Stand up straight," he ordered. The tone was a little more firm, but he kept his amused grin while looking down at the thief.

Wayne found that suddenly he could let go of his daggers. He still tried to pull them out, but they were still stuck to the ground. Reluctantly, the fox stood up with his hands at his sides. He needed an opportunity. The wizard let out a pleased hum.

"Yes... yes. Beautiful. You look incredibly handsome even for a simple fox. Spin around for me." The wizard made a spinning motion with his finger to indicate what he wanted.

Wayne frowned. He glared at the wizard and hesitated. He weighed his options.

"Don't even think about trying any funny business. Your tiger friend there is one mental command away from having his balls bitten off by his own dog." The way the wizard said it made it look like he was telling a joke rather than threatening his companion. He even giggled. As if to demonstrate his power, Wayne's ears twitched when he heard the lapping sounds starting from behind Jev again.

Finally, he decided to comply. Wayne spun around in place once, which had the wizard chuckling with delight.

"That's a good boy! Such a lovely tail. We can work on adding some curves to that lean frame of yours, but even as it is, it's just sublime!" The wizard took a few steps closer. His hand came down to touch Wayne's shoulder and, though he snarled back at the taller fox and took half a step back, he didn't outright punch the wizard like he wanted to.

"Behave yourself! Remember what's at stake. I want to touch you. Judge that beautiful fur of yours..." The fox's hand returned to his shoulder and slowly went down his arm. It felt the muscles over his shirt for a moment before continuing down. "Hmm... we'll have to get rid of these rags. I want to see all the colors..."

The fox's other hand came to Wayne's other shoulder and he found the opportunity he had been waiting for. In a swift movement, his hand went up between his light leather vest and shirt to retrieve his hidden dagger and, in a split second, he shoved it right against the wizard's side to hit a kidney. Except that, instead of the pressure of knife sinking into flesh he expected to feel, he just felt air. Wayne blinked and in that fraction of a second, the wizard had moved back just a step. Impossibly fast. He had missed.

A snarl came from above and his small dagger flew out of Wayne's hand. He tried to hold on to it, but it was taken from his grip to fly several feet away from where it landed on the other side of the clearing with a dry thump.

Before Wayne's eyes could even return to the fox he felt a hand coming to his neck. Wayne used both paws to grasp the wrist of the hand that started squeezing on his throat. He tried to draw in a breath but failed. The thief looked up to see the wizard's snarling muzzle looking straight at him. What caught his eye, however, was that the tall fox no longer had just one bushy tail swirling behind him, but instead he had three. Three tails spouting from his lower back swishing back and forth behind the fox's back.

"Very clever. Veeeeeeery clever," the wizard growled right to his face. Gone was all the amusement and playfulness from his voice. "No planning in your head. No prior thoughts. Just opportunity and sheer instinct. I had a mere second to read your mind and get out of the way. Oh, little fox, you got close. Too close."

Wayne gasped. He still couldn't breathe and his lungs were starting to beg for air. He pulled at the hand around his neck harder and tried to pull away from the fox, but the wizard was much stronger than his lean form let on.

"I do NOT appreciate that. I took the time to come out here. No illusions, no tricks. ME. All because I wanted to appreciate you myself and then, this is how you repay me? Oh ho ho. You should not have done that."

The wizard finally shoved him to the side. Wayne hit the ground hard, but he drew in sweet air to fill his lungs. It ended up with him coughing as he tried to breathe too fast. He got up on all fours with urgency while still breathing heavily.

"I was going to be gentle. I was going to be nice to you specifically as I took you under my wing. But now? Now I see you don't deserve that. You deserve the same treatment your little friends are getting."

Wayne got up to his feet and took a few steps back. He glanced back at the treeline again. Escaping was his only option. His legs wanted to run, the hackles spiking behind his neck told him to get the hell out of there and hide. The only reason why he didn't immediately sprint was because he took another glance at Jev. The tiger's eyes were on him, even if Jev was still paralyzed and unable to even move his head. Wayne grit his teeth with hesitation.

"You can't run from me. You should already have realized that. I can see everything! Everything!" The wizard took a step towards him. He still looked pissed. Wayne took yet another step back from him.

"Even if you could run, which you can't, I already know you won't. You just can't leave your poor comrade in my claws, can you?" As the fox said that, he brought his hand up. He waved it a few times in strange motions, which had both of Jev's feral wolfdogs look at him. Just as they did, the dog still stuck by its knot to the tiger's ass started pulling. Grunts came from Jev from pain, discomfort, or both, but the dog continued to pull.

"What are you doing? Stop!" Wayne's ears shot down with urgency. He wanted to help, but he didn't know how! All he could do was watch as the dog pulled harder, then finally with a loud pop, Wayne's eyes grew wide when he saw the very large, red canine length slipping out of Jev's tailhole. It was wet and, most importantly, big. Alongside it, a rush of dog cum came out of the tiger's tailhole. The dog's knot alone was so wide! How could that possibly have fit into the tiger? The dog sat down and started licking his knotted, hard dick rather casually, which only let Wayne see more clearly how big it was.

There was no respite, however. Jev's other dog that had been licking him took position behind the tiger and mounted him. Wayne gasped when he saw that beneath his legs there was another large, red canine dick that was just as big as his companion's. Jev grunted again and looked to be doing his best to speak or move, but all the tiger did was lay there while the dog positioned himself and started wildly thrusting.

"No! You can't do this to him! STOP!" Wayne growled and, against his better judgment, he took a dive at the wizard. Without his daggers, all he could do was advance and aim a punch at the taller fox's center, but before his fist could connect with the fox's stomach a hand came down to his wrist to grab it. Impossibly fast again. In a quick moment, Wayne's arm got twisted behind his back in a painful grab, then he was pulled with his back against the wizard's chest. The taller fox seemed to have absolutely no trouble at all holding him as he struggled to get out.

"Let GO! Stop! You fuckin' bastard!" Wayne growled. He tried to use his other hand to beat at the wizard, but that was quickly grabbed as well. The wizard turned around with him so that, even with his back still being held against the wizard's chest, he was looking at Jev again. He got to see the dog finally hitting its mark, then hear Jev let out a loud gasp and grunt as his second dog penetrated him and started fucking. The other dog, still with his dick hard and bouncing between his legs, calmly went around to lick between the tiger's legs. He was keeping him hard and needy as the other dog had done before.

"This is your fault," the wizard said. He sounded calm but still serious. "You should be thanking me for not doing anything worse. I'm being very considerate here."

Wayne growled at struggled against the wizard's hold. How could he be so strong? Something wasn't right! The strange fox's multiple tails still swirled behind him in a freaky way.

"Who... no, what are you?!" Wayne asked. He found himself panting and out of strength to struggle. Watching the feral dog roughly ram the paralyzed tiger had his ears dropping down. Jev grunted again and again but still couldn't do anything other than drool while lying there over the tree trunk. Wayne looked away.

"My name, my little handsome fox, is Xerio," the wizard answered from behind him. Wayne felt the taller fox's muzzle coming close to his ear before he continued. "I am a god."

Xerio's hands enveloped his chest. The other fox's hands trailed over his clothes, caressing and feeling it. Immediately he tried to bring his own hands up only to feel the bite of rope around his wrists when he pulled. When... how had the wizard tied him up without him even feeling it?

"You can't fight me. You never stood chance," the fox said right to against his ear. His tone was soft and not so angry anymore. Those hands started feeling his chest through his armor and shirt. "The sooner you get that into your head, the sooner you can start coping with it. Despite how uppity you are being, I haven't changed my mind yet. I want to keep you close to me. I want to enjoy you all by myself. Doesn't that sound a whole lot better than being fucked by feral dogs?"

Wayne growled. The fox's hand came up to his chin and forced his head up to look towards Jev again. The dog was fucking the tiger hard and fast, but the worst part was seeing the feral dog's growing knot at the base. It was as large as his companion's and, with each thrust, it bumped against Jev's backside threatening to go inside.

"Fuck you," Wayne responded. "Do y'know how many people have said the same thing to us? We'll beat the crap out'o you and make you pay for... for... this! Fuckin' let'im go!"

"Heh. It's cute that you're still worried about him when you should actually be worried about yourself instead." As he said that, Xerio brought his hand up and snapped his fingers once. The moment he did, Wayne felt the light breeze of the forest against his chest. A glance downwards was enough for him to see that his armor and shirt were gone. The wizard let him try to process what had happened before his fingers snapped again. Wayne's bushy tail tucked itself between his legs when everything below his waist vanished in the same manner, leaving him completely naked just as the tiger in front of him and the three-tailed fox behind him.

"What in the...!" Wayne attempted to struggle again. He tried to bring his foot up to kick the fox behind him, but instead of hitting the fox's leg as he expected, it was the wizard's leg that came around to sweep him off his feet. Wayne fell forward on his knees, but just as he thought he would hit the ground with his face due to not being able to use his hands to catch himself, the wizard held him by the scruff of his neck. That left him on his knees but bending forward as if he were on all fours. With his hands still well tied behind his back. It also left him pretty much at eye level with Jev, who was right in front of him. The tiger still shook every now and then from the strength of the thrusts from the dog behind him.

"You see," the wizard continued from above. He spoke in a casual manner, but the anger wasn't completely gone from it. "I can read every single thought that pretty little mind of yours come up with. Every idea, every memory, every secret..."

The fox pulled Wayne up by his scruff, then forward. It made it so that his nose and lips came close to touching the paralyzed tiger's. At the same time, the wizard leaned forward over Wayne so that his muzzle was close to his ear.

"I think it's about time you tell your companions everything you're feeling deep inside. It's not healthy to keep such secrets..." Xerio whispered right against his folded ears. The larger fox gave Wayne's ear a slow, warm lick that made him shudder.

"The heck 're you talkin' about?!" Wayne tried hard to break away or undo the rope binding his wrists, but it was far too tight. The grip around his scruff tightened to keep him in place.

"This is how this is going to work," Xerio continued, "I will ask you questions and you are going to answer them with the truth. I don't have to tell you that I'll know when you're lying." The fox giggled above him with some humor again. As if the entire situation was nothing but a silly game to him. Wayne growled in response.

"I don't know what kind of crazy dumb game you're tryin' to pull off, but I'm not answerin' shit!"

"I thought you'd say that, but you see... you really should be looking after your friend's best interest here." As he said that, Wayne caught a glimpse of the fox's hand moving by his side. He saw the dog fucking Jev thrusting his cock deep into the tiger and stop for a moment, tongue still hanging down from its muzzle and hanging. That wasn't the worst part, though. Jev's other dog that had been between his legs licking the tiger's member growled. Xerio lifted Wayne's bound self just a little bit so that the fox could see what he was doing.

Jev let out a long, drawn-out grunt that was clearly from pain and discomfort. Wayne got to see that Jev's dog had grabbed the tiger's furry balls between his teeth. There was no sign of blood or anything, but the dog still managed to grab the feline's nuts and, obviously under Xerio's command, growled and pulled at them as if they were some kind of toy. Each time the dog pulled at them, Jev let out another heavy pained grunt. Wayne's eyes went wide.

"What the f- STOP! Make'im stop!" Wayne attempted to lunge forward in an instinct to help the tiger. Xerio held him still with his hold on his scruff, though. The fox above him laughed heartily as if it was funny, then with a shake of his hand, the feral dog let go of the tiger's balls. The one above Jev resumed his fucking, which elicited another grunt from the tiger, and the one between his legs started wagging his tail again and shoved his muzzle down there to continue to lick.

"Every time you deny me I'll have the dog pull at his new little toy. It's so fluffy and round! I can tell he loves it!" Xerio let out another playful giggle. Wayne's ears remained flat over his head. The fox went limp, resigning himself to the thought that he would have to comply with the wizard's madness until he could figure out a way to help Jev out of that predicament.

"Very good!" Xerio praised him from above as if he knew. "Let's start with the first question. Why don't you tell us why is it that every time the bard invites you to go to a brothel or whorehouse with him you refuse?"

Wayne glanced back at the wizard in surprise. How did he even know that? The damned wizard had to be able to really read his mind. Wayne expected questions about the group's weaknesses or assets.

"What?" Wayne asked, genuinely confused. "What kind of fucked up question is th-"

Xerio snapped his fingers. The growling from behind Jev returned and the tiger let out another heavy grunt. Wayne's eyes went wide with urgency seeing the dog tug at the tiger's balls again.

"No! I- I don't fuckin' know! What kind of question is that?! Stop!" Wayne asked desperately, but the wizard didn't make the dog stop. The dog continued to growl and pull while his companion still fucked him at the same time.

"I'm not hearing an answer yeeeet..." Xerio teased. Wayne watched the dog treating the tiger's nuts like a chew toy and panicked. He tried to think about the wizard's ludicrous question. He had no idea about what Xerio wanted out of him. Why did he refuse every time Velven invited him to go to a brothel? It just didn't seem appealing to him.

"Fuck, I don't fuckin' know! I just don't want to go do that stuff!" The fox answered with urgency, wincing at the pulls and tugs on his tiger companion's nuts. He threw Jev an apologetic look.

"That's closer, but that's not quite the reason yet..."

Judging by Xerio's voice it was clear that he was having fun with Wayne's deep frustration and anxiety. The fox tried to think harder, but he couldn't come up with an answer the wizard could possibly want out of that question. What did it matter? He didn't even know why himself! Wayne grew more and more desperate.

"I don't know! I swear, I never fuckin' thought about that! I don't know! It's crowded! It's fuckin' dirty! It's full of girls! I don't know!"

Xerio snapped his fingers and the dog stopped. Again, the feral went back to licking the tiger's bruised nuts as if he hadn't been torturing them himself. Wayne sighed in relief, though he was still panting. He could hear his own heart racing.

"There we go. We have some truth right there." Xerio chuckled with amusement. Wayne didn't even know what he was talking about. Everything he had said had been true.

"You're a lunatic! A fuckin' lunatic!"

Xerio laughed at that, too. "I can assure you, my little fox, I am running at full mental capacity." Xerio's arm enveloped him again. Wayne got to feel the wizard's hand caressing his chest again, this time over his bare fur, then slowly trail down to his stomach. Wayne tensed up.

"You said the keyword. The brothels are full of girls. That brings us to the next question. What's wrong with girls?" As Xerio spoke, he continued to caress and fondle Wayne's fur. He tried to twist or pull away from it, but with the firm hold Xerio had on his scruff he had nowhere to go. Wayne's ears folded back again. Another cryptic question he didn't want to answer.

This time, Wayne hesitated. What did the wizard want? He couldn't make heads or tails of it, but he didn't want to make Jev suffer more. The seconds ticked by and he still didn't know what to say.

"I'm waiting..." Xerio said in a teasing tone. He brought his hand up for Wayne to see. Positioned his clawed fingers ready to snap them...

"No! Wait!" Wayne panicked. "I don't fuckin' know, I swear! I dunno what the heck you want from me!"

Snap.

Jev's grunting came again as the dog attacked his balls once more. Wayne thrashed against the wizard's hold in response.

"No! Fuck! No! Stop! I don't know! Girls aren't attractive! I don't care about 'em!"

Another snap. The dog let go of the tiger's sack.

"You're getting better at this. Very good, little fox. So you don't find girls attractive. That's odd! Who do you find attractive, then?" Xerio's voice was brimming with amusement and mockery.

Wayne's ears pinned themselves down against his head. He was starting to see what the wizard wanted him to admit. The simple thought of saying it made his stomach turn to knots. Why, though? Why did this sadistic, messed up, random wizard want him to admit something like that? And to Jev, of all people?!

Wayne hesitated once more.

"Come on, foxy! You know the answer to this one. Tell us what gets your heart beating. What gets your body all hot on the inside." Another lick came to Wayne's ears, which he pulled away from immediately. Worse yet, he felt Xerio's hand over his stomach start to go lower. Wayne felt a claw start to tease the opening of his sheath, then move down to poke and play with his balls.

"Don't touch me!" Immediately, he tried to pull away. Xerio held him tight, though. How could the wizard even be so strong? Wayne pulled at the ropes holding his arms. He had been trying to use his short claws to cut the rope the entire time, but he wasn't feeling any effect yet.

"I'll touch whatever I want. Especially if you're not collaborating. Should we let our doggie play with his toy again? Hmm?"

Wayne's heart sank. The hand fondling his sheath did not stop. It only made him feel more awkward, more embarrassed, more... violated. He glanced up at Jev and found the tiger's eyes looking at him, then he quickly looked away. Wayne felt a hot wave of embarrassment wash over him. He tried to fight it. Tried to tell himself it didn't matter. All that mattered was that they got out of there. Yet, still... he had to swallow hard before he could speak.

"I like... males," Wayne uttered.

"What's that? I didn't hear you!" Xerio said in a mocking voice. Wayne glanced back at him with a heavy frown. He didn't remember ever feeling so embarrassed in his life. At the mercy of a powerful, messed up wizard, naked, being fondled and forced to admit his deepest secret in front of his companion. He let out a short growl and spoke again.

"I like fuckin' males!" Wayne said, louder and still growling.

"You like fucking males? Oh my! That's even more than I asked for!" Xerio laughed as if that was the funniest thing in the world. Wayne just felt his face growing hot with embarrassment.

"That's not what I meant!" he growled. He dared glance at Jev but paralyzed as the tiger was, his face just had the same bland expression as before. Wayne quickly looked away again.

"My, my! What would big grumpy Graham, the noble paladin, say about that, hmm? Lusting over males! You are just as perverted as Jevier's little doggies here!" As if on cue, or most likely from Xerio's own influence, the dog fucking Jevier thrust in so harshly that the tiger was pushed an inch forward. Their noses were very close to touching with Xerio holding Wayne right against the tiger.

It surprised Wayne that Xerio knew about his paladin companion. Then again, considering how Xerio seemed to know things about him he had never even told anyone before, it shouldn't be that astonishing.

"Why are you doing this?" Wayne finally asked. "Why the hell are you toyin' and torturing us like this? We will make you pay for it, you know." The fox did his best to sound menacing, but Xerio still laughed at it.

"Why? Oh, well, I have my reasons. This, however, is punishment. I was ready to give you a nice time by my side, but then you had to go and try to pull a dagger on me. If you're going to be my loyal little servant, you have to learn from the start that disrespecting me is always unpleasant for you."

Wayne just frowned heavily. "I'll never be your servant," he hissed.

"Oh, but you will. And you'll be very happy about it. We're gonna have so much fun, you and I!" As he said that, Xerio's hand fondling his balls returned to his sheath. Wayne stirred and let out a short growl, but he knew there was little he could do to keep the wizard from touching him. It was still deeply unsettling to feel the wizard's finger reaching into his furry sheath to caress his member hidden inside. He could feel Xerio's fingers pulling it down to expose it.

"Fuck you!" Wayne pretty much shouted in outrage. The small fox tried to pull back from Xerio's fingers teasing his sheath, but his backside just ended up pressing against the large fox's own groin. Wayne's ears shot up when, right against his rear, he felt something hard.

"Fuck me? I think you got it all wrong," Xerio said with a small laugh. His fingers returned to Wayne's sheath, pulling it back again so that his thumb could start caressing the tip of the thief's cock. Wayne growled in response, but even he knew that his threats were empty. He needed to think of a way to get out.

"I don't understand why you're so bothered. You like the idea of laying with males. You've thought about it so many times. Pictured it in your head, ran through it while touching yourself the same way I'm touching you..."

The wizard's voice grew softer. Wayne growled right away and was ready to deny it. His face was hot from embarrassment, Jev was still looking at him... Yet, before he could, one of his fantasies came forth inside his head. It was like having his own thoughts inflicted upon him. Thinking about something he didn't want to think about.

He remembered a particular, low-key inn they had spent a night in quite a while ago. It was obviously a brothel too, but they had had no choice. Graham had chosen to sleep outside instead that day. Yet, inside... he remembered a wolf. His fur was of the purest white. He looked like the paladin Wayne knew so well, yet at the same time, he was the exact opposite of Graham. The thief had gotten only a glimpse of him naked through a semi-open door. His dark red length being shoved into a moaning female, yet of her he couldn't even remember the species. Wayne saw the wolf's well-defined muscles under the pristine clean fur as if he was back at that day. He remembered the size of the wolf's swollen knot, every vein that adorned his masculine, perfect member. How much it glistened under the flickering candle lights of that room...

A groan from Jev made Wayne blink. Reality hit him like a hard rock to the head. Wayne looked up to see the feral dog fucking his companion in short, shallow thrusts. Had he shoved his knot inside? Most importantly, however, he realized he had been daydreaming. Suddenly, Wayne felt flushed and ashamed. How could he think of such things in a situation like that? Yet, he also suddenly noticed that Xerio's fingers were no longer teasing the tip of his cock, but rather actively gliding through his hardened length. It felt... pleasurable, even though Wayne didn't want it to. When had he grown hard? How could he have grown hard?

"You get worked up over such simple thoughts!" Xerio said with a laugh. "But I guess that is only natural given your... 'experience'. Such a young, innocent little fox!"

Wayne's ears folded right back down. He hoped Jev couldn't see that his dick had grown hard. Wayne tried to will it down, but the fox's hand continued to tease his length. To touch him in ways that he had seldom ever felt before...

"Don't worry, though. I'm here now to teach you every little thing you need to know. You will be a complete expert in the matter of pleasing males before you know it. And lesson number one starts right about... now." As he said that, Xerio's hand finally left Wayne's member. The fox was left panting with his cock hard and hanging between his legs. For a few precious seconds, he was relieved. He didn't want to think about what that meant. Wayne found out much sooner than he'd liked, however, when he felt the hard tip of something pressing right against his tailhole. His most vulnerable spot.

"No!" Wayne yelled. "You can't do that! Fuck, I'll... no!" The fox immediately started to struggle again. He felt Xerio tightening the hold on his scruff, yet he continued to struggle and kick as best as he could.

"So reluctant and uppity. What a bad little fox you are. I really, really don't understand!" Xerio's voice was filled with mockery mixed with obvious fake indignation. "When I touch you, you don't like it. Yet when you jerk off in your tent at night you picture other males doing the touching for you. And then, when I press my dick against your ass, you also don't like it. And yet..."

Wayne growled! He did his best to kick back, yet none of his kicks ever hit anything. At the same time, he felt the tip of the fox's dick prodding at his backside again and again. Each time it did, he panicked and struggled again. The effort was starting to wear him down, but he wasn't going to let THAT happen!

"Why are you so riled up? Is it perhaps because... you've never done it before? Because this will be your first time ever having sex with someone? I mean, I know that most males past their twenty summers of age have already done it dozens of times, but there's no need to feel ashamed of that. Oh no, not at all."

Another laugh came from Xerio. Wayne was reduced to a panting mess, yet he still felt his face growing hot again. He looked up at Jev to meet the tiger's eyes once more. The Beastmaster was letting out constant yet silent grunts. His body was being shaken every time the dog behind him thrust, but sometimes the feral would just stop for a little while, then resume the fucking a while later.

"S-shut up!" Wayne cursed. "I'm not gonna let your fuckin' dick near me!"

Xerio laughed again. For some reason, that seemed to amuse him even more. Wayne just continued to growl underneath him,

"I see! So the problem is me? Don't worry! I assure you that my knot is quite comfortable to take! At least that's what I've been told..." The wizard chuckled at his own words. Wayne was getting increasingly convinced that he was just plain mad. Someone like that couldn't really be a "god".

"But alright then! We can go back to that little head of yours. You are so put off by my handsome self, yet I can see that you've beat your meat to the thought of a certain someone doing this to you several times..."

As Xerio spoke, Wayne's eyes slowly widened. The haze returned, memories pulled from his head to flash right behind his eyes. He remembered himself in his tent at night. They were camping, as they often did, and everyone had just retired to their own tents. Yet, Wayne had managed to see Jevier taking his clothes off before going in. The big tiger's pants had been raked by a particularly feral beast they had fought earlier and Wayne had seen him go inside his tent wearing nothing but a shirt and his underwear. The sight shouldn't have mattered, Wayne had told himself, yet he felt his own underwear tight. He couldn't take it off his mind.

As soon as he had closed his tent, Wayne had pulled his growing dick off and started to jerk off. In his mind, he pictured the tiger laying with him inside his tent. In his memory, it was almost like... almost like it had actually happened. It was so livid! He pictured how the tiger's fur would feel when he hugged him. Then he pictured how it would feel to touch each other. To have a paw envelop his cock and pump it for him. The pre-cum leaking from his own tip... Then, he'd get to see the tiger's cock in return. Lying there, together, Wayne had imagined how it would feel to let Jevier enter him.

Wayne moaned softly. It was like he could feel it. Jevier's cock pressing against his backside, the tip going in and breaking the resistance that no one had ever broken before. He could only imagine how it would feel, yet he could feel it. It was so strange, yet so pleasurable. So hot. His own cock dripped more...

And then Jevier pressed himself forward too roughly. It hurt! It also woke Wayne up from his trance. He realized he had a strand of drool running down the side of his muzzle. Just like before, reality crashed on him and left him feeling confused and ashamed. Before him, Jevier was still lying paralyzed and getting fucked by a real dog. Yet the feeling of being fucked from his fantasy hadn't faded away. With horror, Wayne realized that it hadn't been Jevier's cock that penetrated him for the first time. Instead, Xerio was still over him with his cock sunk inside Wayne. Immediately, Wayne clenched down on it, but all that did was bring out a pleasurable moan from the fox above him.

"Oh yeah," Xerio moaned, "I can mess with your head to make you think you're still a virgin as many times as I want, but the feeling of fucking one... Oh, that is just priceless!"

The grip on Wayne's scruff was replaced by the fox's hand enveloping him from behind. With Xerio's hand against his chest, Wayne felt the wizard's own fluffy fur against him. His tied hands were hard-pressed between his own back and the fox's lean stomach. Yet still, Wayne was kept in level with Jev so that they could be face to face.

"Get away from me! You fuckin'...!" Wayne's curse came with a trembling voice. He knew it was too late. The feeling of Xerio's cock inside him was deeply disturbing. It made him feel violated. Ashamed. Utterly defeated.

"Aww, come on. Don't pretend you don't like it..." Xerio pressed himself forward, which in turn made Wayne let out a grunt mixed with a whine as he went deeper into the considerably smaller fox. At the same time, however, the wizard's other hand also came around Wayne to find his still hard member. It had just begun to shrink back to his sheath, but Xerio's fingers wrapping around it to start teasing it made it pulse and start to grow again. No matter how much Wayne fought against it.

"Don't touch...!" Wayne said with an attempt of a growl. The wizard was already doing a lot more than just touching him. Yet, as Xerio's hand started pumping his cock up and down the pleasurable sensation it brought him made the situation feel much, much worse.

"This is so unfair. I'm here fucking you and jerking you off like in your fantasies. I'm even being gentle! Yet, you still refuse me. Is it just because I'm not the person you wanted to see doing these things to you?"

Wayne didn't have to look back to know that Xerio was smiling.

"Did you wish it was J-"

"Shut up!!" Wayne yelled, cutting the wizard off. He knew full well who he had always wanted to do something with. Wayne raised his eyes up to look at Jevier. The tiger's eyes were still on him, but he seemed more focused on trying to endure the dog knotted to his own tailhole or with the one licking him between his legs.

"Did I hit a sore spot there?" Xerio asked with a playful chuckle. He started to pull back, which had Wayne gritting his teeth, then in a sudden thrust he drew his cock right back inside. The thief had to stifle a whimper for how intense it felt.

"The poor little sneaky fox still has secrets he doesn't want others to knoooow," Xerio said with mockery. Wayne's ears were pinned against his head. How had things gone so wrong? Damn that wizard. Damn him!

Xerio's fucking started to take a rhythm. Thrust. Pull. Thrust. Pull. Thrust. Out of all the times Wayne had imagined how being fucked was, never had he gotten even close to how it actually felt. Intense was a weak word to describe it. Yet, at the same time, it felt conflicting. There was pleasure he didn't want to feel, pain he didn't know how to handle. Xerio's hand did not leave his cock, either. If anything, the wizard started speeding up while at the same time always keeping the stroking in tandem with his fucking.

When Wayne's knot was big enough, Xerio knew to pull the fox's sheath down and free it. Teasing his own knot was his favorite masturbation technique and, of course, Xerio seemed to know that too. Every now and then his hand would stop jerking him off to just rub the fox's knot mercilessly. Each and every burst of pleasure he felt coursing through his body only made his shame grew larger. He couldn't possibly be enjoying being raped. Especially by someone as awful as Xerio, yet there he was with precum leaking down from his tip onto the grass below. All the while his companion got fucked by feral dogs right in front of him.

For Jevier, things didn't seem to be any better. Wayne couldn't tell if the dog panting happily above the tiger had already cummed or not, but he was still mounted and he still rocked the tiger back and forth every now and then, which in turn elicited grunts from him. The sound of wet slurping and licking from the other dog that had his head shoved between the tiger's legs was also constant, yet sometimes it stopped altogether. That also seemed to draw groans of frustration from Jevier, though Wayne didn't stop to consider exactly why.

Every now and then Wayne tried to struggle out of Xerio's grasp, too. The fox enveloping him had a good hold, however, and Wayne was certain that even if he did manage to break away from Xerio by some miracle, the wizard's magic tricks would ensnare him back.

Xerio, on the other hand, was nothing if not vocal. The wizard openly moaned with the pleasure he took from fucking. Sometimes he would go too deep, making Wayne wince as the thickest base of his length spread him even further. It wasn't too long before Wayne felt the bump of the thicker bulb of flesh against his entrance, either. It took quite a few of them for him to realize it was Xerio's knot he was feeling. When the realization that there was a knot and that Xerio might want to shove it into him hit him, the fox's heart sank even lower.

Perhaps Xerio took knowledge of that because just as it happened he shoved himself deeper than ever and stopped. Hilted in the smaller fox, the wizard's knot sat there right against his tailhole. The hand working on Wayne's own cock, however, did not stop. It merely slowed down to a tease.

"How are you enjoying your first time with a male, hmm?" Xerio asked while giving the back of Wayne's ear a lick. He quickly winced away from that, however, and managed to pull up a growl.

"You're not going to get away with this..." Wayne threatened. He was panting a little himself from the intensity of the whole act.

"Give up on being snarky, foxie. The sooner you submit to your position under me, the better things are going to be for you. Think about how much pleasure you could have..." As he said that, Xerio's hand trailed down over Wayne's cock. The thief closed his eyes and did his best to ignore it, but he couldn't keep his cock from throbbing while Xerio's skilful fingers trailed through the slick, smooth red length. From the tapered tip to the bulbous knot. The wizard applied just the right amount of pressure. He hit all the spots that made Wayne's legs go weak in response to the throbs and spurts of precum his cock let out.

"Screw you..." Wayne forced himself to say. He would not succumb to this. He would never 'serve' someone like that.

"Still sulking, I see. You younglings..." As if in reprieve, Xerio finally pulled back and then drove his cock right back in. Wayne couldn't help but grunt. "You always sulk when you don't get what you want. I mean, so what if it's me fucking you and not your tiger crush here?"

Wayne's eyes went wide. He felt a rush of heat coming up to his face. The fox opened his mouth to curse at Xerio, but no words came to him.

"Woops. I guess I might have said too much." The amusement in Xerio's voice was so obvious. "I'm so sorry, little fox. I didn't mean to let it slip that you jerk off at night picturing your muzzle pressed against your tiger companion's. Or that you hide in the bushes to get a few looks of him bathing naked outdoors. I didn't mean to, really. I mean, I would be mortified if I let my crush know about these things."

It made Wayne's blood boil. He had always been so careful. His thoughts and fantasies involving Jevier were just that. Fantasies. The tiger wasn't supposed to ever know... The fox glanced upwards to see Jevier's eyes still on him, but he couldn't bear to look at him.

"In a way, this is kind of what you always wanted," Xerio continued. He resumed his fucking rhythm, which at least distracted Wayne a little from the overwhelming wave of embarrassment he was feeling as he was forced to deal with it again. "You and Jevier. Both fucking together. Well... more like, getting fucked, but you know. Together."

Xerio let out a laugh. Wayne, on the other hand, closed his eyes shut. Dealing with the fucking was bad enough, but having his secrets bared open like that... What would Jevier say? What would he do? Would he hate him? ...Would that even matter if they didn't find a way to escape the mad wizard's clutches? The world seemed pretty damn hopeless for Wayne. Yet, Xerio still managed to make it worse.

"Brace yourself," Xerio said from behind. Wayne didn't understand what it meant at first, but when he felt the thrusting get harsher, he did. The fox was trying to force his knot into him. Wayne opened his mouth to speak against it, but one particularly hard thrust had him gasp instead of letting any words go past his throat. The thief tried to struggle away again. He had never wanted to get away from a place more than he wanted to get out of there.

"Don't worry," Xerio said between grunts. "We're going to be in synch! We're all going to be in synch!"

As he said that, Xerio let go of Wayne's cock just enough to snap his fingers. As he did, the dog above Jevier started to frantically try to pull back. Knotted as he was, all that did was bring a lot of pained grunts from the tiger, but the dog continued to tug and tug, keen on pulling out even though he couldn't.

Xerio continued to thrust. Grunt after grunt, thrust after thrust, the larger fox tried to shove his knot into the smaller one beneath him. Each thrust was like a zap. They brought a jolt of both pain and forced pleasure into Wayne, making his muscles weak and his breathing ragged.

The thief was convinced that the knot would never fit into him. That thought brought a tiny bit of relief to him, but as if on cue, it happened. All at once.

Wayne got to see the dog above Jevier finally pull back. The tiger let out a long, drawn-out groan from his hanging, paralyzed muzzle. Immediately after he had pulled out, the feral dog pressed himself forward with such strength and ferocity that the large, feral knot was driven right back into the tiger.

At the exact same time, Xerio's thrusting finally yielded the results he wanted. Wayne felt a spike in the pain as his tailhole was stretched far wider than before for the wizard's knot to slowly make his way in. Both the wizard's knotting and Jevier's rough treatment pushed them forward, which in turn made their noses and lips touch while both of them groaned with pain from being knotted.

Xerio let out a loud moan of pleasure as the entirety of his length finally made its way into the thief. Wayne, on the other hand, felt... full. Xerio's knot felt too large and uncomfortable inside his tailhole while at the same time the fox's cock was in too deep. Xerio gave him no time at all to adjust. He began doing new small, shallow thrusts that rocked the smaller fox's entire body, making his nose and lips press against Jev's in a clumsy and sloppy way. He knew how Jevier must have felt with the dog doing that to him all that time and it only made him pity the tiger even further.

Yet, despite all the pain and discomfort, there was something new there, too. Xerio's large knot moving inside him hit his pleasure spots again and again. It was intense. Too intense. Merciless, even. The fox's hand gliding through his cock and jerking him off seemed to be completely in sync with it and, without meaning to, Wayne found himself lost in a sea of forced pleasure that never ended. He felt his cock twitching and he knew he was nearing the point of no return. The thought of cumming like that disgusted him. When he realized that, he did his best to stop it, but Xerio's hand... It was as if started to warm up. It felt hot against his length and it worked it harder and harder as the fox thrust until he could no longer hold back.

"In synch!" Xerio announced above him. The wizard's voice turned into a shameless moan and, with dread, Wayne felt the fox's cock start to twitch deep inside him before a flood of warmth came with it. There was barely enough time to process that, however, as at pretty much the same time Xerio's hand slid down to squeeze at his knot with such intensity that Wayne couldn't help but feel his own orgasm build up again.

The sound of the splatters of his own cum against the grass felt distant to his ears. Pleasure overwhelmed his body, yet the whole time it was mixed with such an intense feeling of guilt and shame that his orgasm felt hollow, even if pleasurable. He tried to control himself, but he failed to keep his climax away from his face. Failed to keep himself from at least groaning for the waves of pleasure that hit him and failed to keep his warm breath from washing over Jevier's face as he panted.

Above him, Xerio seemed to be in heaven. He pretty much howled with ecstasy as he cummed inside the young thief. Both of Jevier's dogs, the one above him and the one that had been licking him below, howled into the sky as if they could feel the same pleasure the fox felt. Wayne realized that the one fucking Jevier probably could.

The overwhelming intensity lasted only mere moments, yet it felt like it dragged on for minutes. As everything started dying down, Wayne's world slowly cleared up with the pleasure of his orgasm fading, but the guilt and shame only grew bigger. He didn't dare look at Jevier even if they were face to face, still awkwardly pressed together in a mockery of a kiss. Wayne had never felt so embarrassed in his life.

Xerio, however, let out a long sigh of pure satisfaction.

"Wasn't that just wonderful? We're gonna have so many more of these moments, you and I." Xerio's hand finally left Wayne's cock, the wizard taking the time to wipe it on Wayne's fur before bringing it up to caress the fox's chin as a lover would. Wayne pulled away from that, too.

The thief couldn't even bring himself up to curse at him. He was tired, weak, and ashamed. He just wanted to vanish. To get away.

"Don't worry, my precious little fox," Xerio cooed. The fox leaned forward to lick Wayne's ear with affection one more time. Wayne didn't even bother pulling away. "You look so good like that. Underneath me with my knot stuck in you. I was right, as always. You're going to make a wonderful, wonderful little pet to have at my side."

Another lick. Wayne just let out a small whimper.

"And you know what the best part is?" Xerio's question had the wizard's usual mix of mockery and amusement in it. "Your tiger friend doesn't even hate the idea of doing something with you. He had never thought of men before, yet he doesn't absolutely hate it. If only you had said something before he ended up finding his new doggie lovers!"

Xerio laughed. The wizard's laugh almost hurt in Wayne's ears. Was it true? Or was the wizard just trying to mess with his head even more? He couldn't tell. He couldn't possibly know, yet when he forced himself to look at the tiger's eyes, he found them staring at him in a way that he could swear was different from what it had been before.

The fox's eyes stayed locked with the tiger's. For a few blissful seconds, he got to look at Jev and maybe just pretend none of that was happening. It was only for those few seconds, though. Xerio finished laughing and pulled him back. The strange feeling of the taller fox's knot shifting inside him had Wayne grunting.

"Say goodbye to your little fuckbuddy for now," the wizard said with a chuckle, and before Wayne could even ask what that meant, the world started changing.

A very strong mix of vertigo and disorientation hit him. Wayne was forced to close his eyes shut as his head hurt and then, it felt like he was falling. Every instinct to catch himself kicked in, but it lasted for no more than a mere moment. Then he felt his back hit something. His confusion remained. The thief forced himself to open his eyes and, as they adjusted, he saw that he was somewhere completely different.

The first thing Wayne did was sit up. His hands were free! He brought them forward with relief and looked at them before looking around. He had been with Jev in a sunny clearing, but this new place was pretty much the opposite. He had to squint to see through the faint light of the dark... room? No, not quite a room. Faint rays of sunlight made it through the ceiling, yet the place looked brighter than it should given how little of it there was. What was above him couldn't really be called a ceiling. From Wayne's perspective, it looked more like a mass of tangled, thick tree roots. As if they were in a large space that existed underneath a very large tree. The roots expanded in a semi-circle from above to serve as the walls that surrounded them as well.

Despite the crudeness of the 'room', Wayne still found himself sitting on the soft mattress of a bed. It made little sense, but his body drew his attention towards the leaking fluids from his backside. Alongside its emptiness. It meant that-

"Don't get used to that."

Xerio's voice coming from his side had Wayne jumping out of the bed and standing by its side in one quick swoop. Reflexively, the fox reached for the daggers at his waist, but obviously, they weren't there. Nothing was. He was still as naked as he had been before. His own cock bouncing up and down, knot inflated and everything, made him painfully aware of that.

The wizard didn't seem fazed by his sudden jump at all. Xerio stood there, as naked and hard as he was, flashing his toothy grin towards him.

"I very much enjoy some good old-fashioned knot tugging. The next time I pull out of you we're going to go all natural." Xerio let out a giggle, even if Wayne frowned at the lack of tact of the wizard's words. He could still feel cum leaking down from his backside, which prompted his ears to fold back in a certain level of embarrassment.

"Where are we? Where's Jev?" Wayne asked, carefully. Beneath his footpads, he could feel the soft, cool touch of the bare earth. They really were under some kind of tree. The smell of the woods was very much present there.

"Do you like my little den? This is going to be your home from now on! I'm open to suggestions, too. That is if you ask me the right way..." The taller, three-tailed fox gave him a suggestive wink, then he promptly threw himself over the large bed Wayne had been lying on. Xerio let out a relaxed sigh, then pulled himself up to sit against the headboard. The luxurious bed was very much out of place inside the earthly tree den. It looked like something that had been taken out of a fancy inn room. It was made of adorned hardwood and had red, silk sheets alongside large feather pillows. It was definitely large enough to fit two, maybe three people.

Wayne also noticed that there was a door. An actual door, made of the same wood of the tree roots and as curved as they were, but with hinges and a clear handle. The sight of it made Wayne's heart jump. Perhaps he could...

"Don't bother thinking about running away," Xerio said, obviously reading his intentions. Or his thoughts. "The door obviously won't open for you. Not to mention that I could find you in my forest faster than you can say the words 'runaway pet'."

The wizard grinned and Wayne just gave him a heavy frown.

"I would be very unhappy if you ran away, too. I want my new little pet here for when I come home after a long, arduous day of work. To help me, you know, relax..." Xerio brought his hands up behind his head to lay back, then also spread his legs wide over the large bed. That left his cock, still hard with his knot inflated after the fucking, on full display. Wayne looked away from it while, at the same time, bringing a hand down to cover his own. The thoughts of what he had been made to do bothered him a lot.

"I'm not your pet," the fox stated right away. Xerio just chuckled.

"Oh, but you are. Don't worry, we'll get that into that pretty little head of yours in no time. Now..." Xerio looked at Wayne. He smirked, then licked his lips in a slow, suggestive way. "I want to enjoy my virgin pet's inexperience in every way I can..."

The fox pointed to his hard length, standing proud between his legs. Wayne looked down at it, then at Xerio again and, when the wizard made an exaggerated licking motion over his own finger, Wayne understood what he wanted. He took a step back.

"There's no fuckin' way I'm gonna do anything with you! Haven't you already done enough'?" The thief took yet another step back and one of his paws went down to his sore rear. Feeling his fur wet back there had him wincing.

"I think you're forgetting, little fox, that it's not just your future that is at stake here." Xerio's suggestive tone was still there. The wizard brought the hand he had been using to stroke himself up and snapped his fingers once.

Wayne gasped. Suddenly, he wasn't in the room anymore. He was in the clearing, except that it wasn't quite him. He was behind Jev with the sun high up in the sky. He was quick to realize that he wasn't seeing through his own eyes, but rather through the eyes of one of Jev's dogs. The one that had been licking the tiger. Wayne could see 'his' own elongated muzzle with his tongue hanging from it. Right in front of him, the tiger's cock was rock hard and twitching with precum coming from his tip in an almost constant rate even though nobody was touching it at the moment. Wayne felt himself blush in the real world at the sight of the tiger's member so close.

Right above it, he could also see the other dog's legs. He was still knotted and stuck to Jev. The dog tried tugging a few times, which brought grunts from the tiger that, strangely enough, Wayne could hear. It also allowed him to see just how extremely thick the dog's knot was. It was not deflated enough to come off yet.

Without meaning to, Wayne started moving. Or, rather, the dog did. He saw that canine muzzle suddenly lunge at Jev's balls, then he got to see the feline's furry balls right between 'his' teeth before he started pulling. The tiger's sack was stretched away from his body, which was quickly followed by a much louder grunt coming from Jevier. Wayne gasped. He did his best to open his muzzle, tried to move his hands to stop it, but he couldn't control anything. He could only keep watching through the dog's eyes as he pulled on the tiger's balls mercilessly. The dog tugged at them several times before, finally, he let the tiger's nuts go. Immediately afterwards he saw the dog's muzzle advancing upon the tiger's length that had flagged just a little. That tongue lapped at it, dragged itself through the length... and then Wayne blinked and the vision was over.

He found himself looking at the grinning wizard again inside the weird room.

"See? You think your friends are in the clear just because I'm here? If I were you, I'd start obeying before the poor tiger's nuts get too bruised."

"What the..." Wayne was still shocked from the experience. It was so deeply disturbing! He stared at the grinning wizard with a growing worry over the fact that Xerio had said 'friends'. In the plural. It was already past the time when Graham usually showed up charging in and swinging his sword. And worse yet, what had happened to Dreviren? Why hadn't the dragon shown up at the clearing like he was supposed to? After having experienced just how powerful Xerio was, Wayne's hope was starting to dwindle.

Not to mention the painful realization that he would have to do what the madman wanted.

Wayne's eyes slowly trailed down. To the three-tailed fox's cock. Wayne's hand was still covering his own, shamefully hard because of his knot, but Xerio looked genuinely hard and excited over everything he was doing to them. A madman indeed.

"...What do y'want me to do?" Wayne asked with a heavy frown.

"My, my. You are a virgin indeed! Come here, my little pet. Get in bed with me, then you can start by giving my cock a few happy nuzzles." The sheer amount of happiness and amusement overflowing from Xerio's voice frustrated Wayne even more. The thief had little choice, though.

Tentatively, he approached the bed. He got up on his knees over it. How the luxurious piece of furniture had ended up inside some kind of hollow tree was beyond him, but given all that Xerio could do, he thought that he shouldn't really be surprised.

Dreading it, Wayne slowly crawled between Xerio's legs until his muzzle was just above the fox's hard length. He could smell the musk of his malehood, which made Wayne's frown deepen.

"Come on. Go for it. Just a few little nuzzles," Xerio instigated. Wayne still hesitated, but he thought about Jev. About what the tiger was going through. Maybe if he cooperated enough, maybe if he could earn Xerio's trust...

"For Jev," Wayne thought. The giggle Xerio let out made him think that maybe the wizard had picked up on that thought. Wayne lowered his muzzle down and touched the wizard's length with his nose.

It throbbed once right against it, bumping on his nose and making him flinch. Reluctantly, Wayne started to slowly rub his muzzle against the dark red length of the wizard's cock. Xerio let out a pleasurable sigh above him. How had it come down to this? Earlier that day they were walking through the woods with the intent of defeating the wizard. Now, he was in a strange bed with him nursing his cock. Xerio let out another amused laugh.

"Watching you do that is as cute as I thought it'd be! Now, use that tongue of yours. C'mon."

Wayne looked up just in time to see Xerio's grin opening up. Again, the fox hesitated, staring at the wizard's length before actually acting. He had imagined and dreamed of situations not unlike that one several times, yet none of them were quite so... forced. Wayne had seldom ever touched another male's dick before the day and now he was supposed to suck one off. If only it didn't have to be him.

Xerio gave him time to prepare. If anything, the wizard seemed to be enjoying his reluctance. He kept staring down at him with his grin never faltering. Somehow, that made Wayne feel even more aware of just what he was doing. What he was about to do. Again, he steeled himself by thinking of Jev.

He opened his muzzle, brought his tongue out, and touched it. The taste wasn't as prominent as he thought it would be. If anything, the musky smell of the fox's cock was more overpowering over his canine nose than the taste itself. As Wayne forced himself to drag his tongue across the length, he heard another relaxed sigh from Xerio. The thought of bringing pleasure to someone like that made him hate himself more for doing it.

"Keep going. Give it a few licks," Xerio instructed, and Wayne followed. Each lick felt like a chore. His smooth tongue against the smooth, dark red surface of Xerio's cock. He could see it shiny and wet from his own saliva right in front of his eyes.

"Oh, yeah... Yes. Good boy. Good little pet. Keep going. Just like that. Now suckle on it a little..."

Xerio moaned his words as vociferously as he could. Wayne frowned at it, but obeyed, closing his muzzle around the wizard's cock to start to suckle on it. He sealed his lips around the taller fox's tip and used his tongue to brush at it. The sudden saltiness of a drop of precum hitting his tongue made Wayne frown and recede, but Xerio jutting his hips up to make his cock touch the thief's lips had him lowering his ears and Wayne forcing himself to resume the work.

As the thief worked on the humiliating blowjob, his mind raced. He wanted to get out of there so badly! Several times he considered if he maybe couldn't grab hold of the fox's nuts? Maybe if he twisted them hard enough it'd stun him for long enough for him to do something. Every time he thought about that, however, new scenarios of Xerio punishing him, or worse yet, punishing Jevier for his actions also played out on his head. Every time he measured it, he decided he couldn't risk it. He just couldn't. And thus, Wayne was forced to sink his muzzle lower down over Xerio's cock to continue to please him.

If the wizard could read his traitorous thoughts or not, Wayne didn't know, but Xerio didn't show any signs of knowing about them. He just kept moaning, groaning, and throwing an encouraging or demeaning word towards him here and there. On occasion, Xerio would thrust up against Wayne's working muzzle, to which the fox quickly picked up that it meant he had done something the other fox liked. The quicker he got it over with, the quicker he would be free to try something else, Wayne thought.

"Hnnngh... You're so cute with your muzzle around my cock that I don't even mind the little scrape of teeth!" Xerio's moans were growing in volume. Not as fast as Wayne hoped, but he continued to work on pleasing the fox as best as he could. Sometimes he would bob his muzzle up and down over the length, making sure his tongue was gliding over the underside of the other male's cock as he did. Sometimes he would just sink down as much as he could and just work with his tongue there. Each moan from Xerio made Wayne more and more aware of what he was being forced to do.

"Yes! Take hold of my knot, pet. Squeeze it!" Xerio's voice came between moans. Wayne just grunted, but he did as he was told and brought his paw up to take hold of the base of Xerio's cock. Being ordered around like that made his face grow red with embarrassment. He gave Xerio's knot a hard squeeze, which in turn made the wizard moan with more underserved pleasure.

"Fuck! Yeah! I just can't wait until you're proper and trained! You'll be able to tell when and how to touch my knot while you're working on my dick without me even having to put the thoughts in your head!" Xerio brought his hand down to rest over Wayne's sucking head as he spoke. Wayne's frown simply deepened. The degradation only felt worse when Xerio's hand started to scratch his head as if he was, indeed, some sort of pet.

"Fuck... fuck, pet, I'm almost there. You're such a good boy! So inexperienced, yet so cute! We'll make you better at this. You'll be an expert at sucking dick, at sucking my dick, before you know it! I can't... hngh, squeeze it!"

Wayne's muzzle continued to work on the wizard's cock, but just as Xerio said the word 'squeeze', Wayne's hand around the wizard's knot closed down around it without him telling it to. The fox glanced at his own fingers gripping down Xerio's knot without his say at the same time as he felt the cock inside his muzzle start to pulse. Wayne's eyes went wide. Xerio's heightened moans gave up on what that meant.

Immediately, Wayne tried to pull back, but the taller fox's hand suddenly pressed down at the back of his head to instead make sure Wayne sunk down so far that his lips touched his own fingers enveloping Xerio's knot. The thief gagged when he felt the wizard's cock touching the back of his throat, then gagged yet again with watering eyes when the saltiness of Xerio's cum started flooding his muzzle instead.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Xerio's hand doing a few random movements. Again, without Wayne wanting to, his throat contracted. He was swallowing. Down there went two creamy jets of spunk that the wizard's cock let out, then two more, then yet another two. As a weaker spurt of cum came to run down the wizard's length and coat his tongue, Wayne was finally allowed to pull back. He pulled away so fast that he fell down sitting at the foot of the bad, coughing, rubbing his muzzle with his paw and trying to spit whatever remnants of fox cum were still in his maw. Xerio's dick continued to throb and pulse with the final little bits of his orgasm running down the fox's length to coat it in jizz all the way down to the sheath.

"That was great," Xerio finally commented with a relaxed voice. "We'll have to teach you how to properly swallow, but I figured we can do one lesson at a time. There'll be plenty of them, after all."

"Fuck you!" Wayne said between his coughing. The taste of fox cum lingered in his maw, though, and not even rubbing the back of his paw against his tongue worked to get rid of it.

While the thief continued to helplessly try to get rid of the awful taste in his maw, Xerio went quiet. Is that what all cum tasted like? Salty and sticky? Somehow Wayne had expected something different. He did notice the silence after a while, though, and looked up to see Xerio grinning at him. In a way that, even for Xerio, Wayne considered creepy.

"What?" Wayne asked. He retreated from the wizard by crawling away from him over the bed.

"I think that's a wonderful idea. I was feeling quite spent after playing with you twice!" The wizard's voice was cheerful. A little too cheerful, in fact. Wayne just stared at him, confused.

"What idea? What're you talkin' about?"

"Why, the one you just suggested! I like it. Let's do it! I want to see your cute little face while you go for it!"

Wayne still didn't understand. Yet, he couldn't even talk back before Xerio moved to sit up on the bed. He beckoned Wayne forward with a finger and, though the fox had no intent on obeying it, he felt himself getting yanked forward by his neck as if an invisible being with immense strength was pulling on him. Clumsily and grunting, Wayne got dragged through the bed until he was face to face with the sitting, taller fox.

"What're you-" Wayne started asking, but then he yelped as he instead felt the wizard's hand closing in around his semi-hard member. It had grown softer during the forced blowjob and Wayne's knot had deflated almost entirely. Xerio, however, grabbed it in a crude fashion and started stroking it right away.

"We're going to need this," he said. Wayne brought his hands up with every intention to push Xerio's fingers away, but instead, he felt that stroking paw growing warm. It was as if he Xerio was pumping sheer arousal into him because he felt a burn in his loins that made his muscles go weak for a moment in sheer need. His member grew rock hard in a matter of seconds within the wizard's ministrations. From the corner of his eyes, Wayne saw Xerio licking his lips with delight while he worked.

It took a few short minutes for the helpless thief to be rock hard again. His member wasn't as large as Xerio's, but it still had the same canine shape with the knot threatening to grow at the base again. Precum started leaking remarkably fast as well considering Wayne had been forced to cum not too long ago. Xerio apparently deemed him teased enough because the wizard finally let go of his cock. The taller fox still brought his stroking paw up to his muzzle to lick the remnants of precum from the middle of his fingers right in front of Wayne, who was now panting and still a little dazed.

"What the hell are you doin'? We've already...!" Wayne started protesting, but Xerio brought a finger to his lips. Stunned as he was, Wayne actually stopped talking. He had half a mind to reach down to his dick and start stroking it with how horny Xerio had made him. Was there anything his magic couldn't do?

"Shhh. I'm just taking you up on your suggestion. We've done good work in introducing you to your new life as my pet today, but you're still kind of a virgin until you've fucked someone for the first time. I mean, we wouldn't want you to be one of those bitches that only takes it up the ass, would we? You're my pet. You're better than those friends of yours."

Xerio's full grin returned.

Wayne didn't like it. The fox tried to retreat, but a simple motion from the wizard's hand pulled him right back to being face to face, chest to chest with the other fox. Xerio's hand went down to his own cock and, though it still looked kind of spent, it was still hard with his knot out. The wizard pulled Wayne a little closer so that he could take both cocks with a single hand. When he started stroking them with those unnaturally warm fingers, Wayne had to hold back from moaning. His ears fell back. Whatever it was that Xerio was planning, he was pretty sure he wasn't going to like it.

The thief made a few more attempts to pull back even though the pleasure of Xerio's fingers was heavenly. He knew it wasn't right. It was as if he had some kind of invisible collar and leash around his neck, though. Whenever he tried to put some distance between him and the fox, he'd get yanked back. All while Xerio's hand continued to work on both of their cocks. Up and down through their length. The wizard's member felt warm against his own. Their precum mixed in together, creating a sticky mess that had the stroking making wet sounds as that hand glided back and forth over the erected lengths.

"I think that's enough," Xerio finally said and Wayne was still confused. He was trying not to show it, but just like the first time, Xerio's hand over his cock was driving him crazy with lust. He was sure there was some twisted magic involved. Wayne almost whined when Xerio's hand finally left their members. "I think you're gonna like this. You have no idea how far your friends would go to get an opportunity like this..."

The wizard licked his lips with a sly smile.

Wayne just watched as Xerio slowly repositioned himself. The taller fox brought his legs up and spread them, then let himself slide down so he was lying on the bed instead of sitting. He pulled Wayne down with him and the thief's eyes slowly grew wide when he realized that, when Xerio was done repositioning them, it left Wayne's tapered tip right against the wizard's own exposed tailhole. Xerio's eyes never left Wayne. The wizard was obviously pleased with the smaller fox's surprise.

"You want me to...?" Wayne looked down at Xerio as he asked. After everything he had done...

"Yes. Don't get the wrong idea, though. You're still the pet and I'm still the master. We'll call this... 'positive reinforcement'."

Xerio's sly smile had Wayne frowning, even if slightly. The fox still felt the lingering rush of arousal around his pulsing cock, positioned right there, ready to enter another male. He had dreamed about that before, but he never imagined it would happen quite like this. Part of him wanted to do it. The part of him that wanted to know how it would feel. That wanted relief and pleasure after the teasing.

And yet, at the same time, could he really lay there and indulge himself in pleasure with someone like Xerio? While his friends were in trouble out there?

"As I said, don't get me wrong, little pet. You don't really have a choice here," Xerio said still smiling up at him. Wayne's frown deepened. Was he reading his thoughts again? "You and I both know you want this. You want to stick your dick into someone for the first time and I want to see all the cute faces you make while you do so."

The sheer arrogance that Xerio constantly displayed brought a hint of a growl from Wayne. It helped him make up his mind, though. Without further hesitation, Wayne looked down at his cock, rock hard, dark red, glistening with his own precum right in front of the pink entrance of Xerio's tailhole. And then, Wayne shoved it forward.

He got to see what he thought was a hint of surprise coming from Xerio beneath him. The taller fox let out a loud groan. Wayne was the one that got to feel the amazing warmth enveloping his cock, though. He got to feel how Xerio clenched down on his dick as over half of it got sunk into him at once. It felt... even better than Wayne ever thought it would feel. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan himself.

Eagerly, he pressed forward again. Xerio gritted his teeth beneath him as he pushed himself further into the wizard. It felt good to see the mage being the one to get fucked after everything he had done to them. It didn't seem like Xerio was hating the experience, but it still felt good.

The thief used both hands to firmly position himself over the bed with Xerio beneath him and pushed himself yet further in. He sank his cock down all the way to his growing knot, then he took a few blissful seconds to really take in the feeling of the tight warmth surrounding his member. Wayne found he was panting without even noticing it.

"So eager!" Xerio moaned beneath him. The wizard let out a little laugh of enjoyment, which in turn made the anger inside Wayne bubble up again. In response, Wayne pulled back and thrust himself back in as roughly as he could. Xerio groaned again, though it was hard to say if in pain or in pleasure. Probably both given how crazy the wizard was.

"That's a good boy! C'mon, work it up! Fuck me, little pet. Show me what you got!"

Wayne was happy to comply.

He growled as he pulled back and thrust back in. The sheer tightness around his cock felt better than his hand ever could. It enveloped every inch of his length in a pleasurable grind each time he thrust forward. Wayne wasn't gentle. He started to work up a slow rhythm of thrusting. Each time he did, he sank his cock into that delightful tightness as hard as he could, eliciting a moan from Xerio beneath him.

"Come on, pet. If you give me a good fuck maybe I'll let you do this again someday. Maybe I'll even let you do this to the little tiger! You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Xerio's teasing under him only angered him further. Wayne pulled back until only the very tapered tip of his cock was outside the wizard's entrance, then sunk himself back in with full strength. The grunt he heard from Xerio beneath him gave him almost as much pleasure as the tight clenching he felt around his cock.

Wayne continued in the same fashion. He knew he shouldn't be there. Shouldn't be complying to what that madman wanted. He should be trying to figure out ways to escape. To get the others back to safety. If Xerio had done that to Jevier, what would he do to the others if he caught them?

Wayne was well aware of what he should be doing while he roughly fucked the willing wizard beneath him, but as he fucked, things became less about the situation surrounding him and more about the sheer, carnal pleasure of fucking another male for the first time.

It wasn't long before the fox's instincts started to guide him. Wayne's knot inflated to full size and, the more pleasure he felt around his length, the more he felt a stronger and stronger need to feel that same warmth and tightness around his knot as well. With each thrust, Wayne started pressing the large bulb of flesh hard against Xerio's tailhole, but fitting it in was just so hard! Wayne's head felt void of thinking. The thief closed his eyes and grunted as he thrust, harder and harder, focusing only on getting the pleasure he needed around his knot. He felt his orgasm coming up soon. All he needed was the knot. He thrust in and tried an angle to see if he could wedge it in, but it was just so tight!

"Hnngh... that's it! That's a good boy! A gooood boy!" Xerio cooed beneath him in-between moans. "Let me show you how it's done!"

Wayne's eyes flew open as he felt Xerio's hands coming to his shoulder. The wizard displayed unnatural strength again as he pulled Wayne down to the side. The thief let out an involuntary moan given the fact that they both rolled and twisted with his cock still deep inside the wizard's tailhole. Xerio got up above him and, when Wayne realized what he was doing, it was him lying on the bed with the wizard on top of him, sitting on his cock.

"I'm l-" Wayne started saying, but Xerio brought a hand to clamp his muzzle shut. Wayne didn't fight it. His breathing was heavy and he had to let out another small groan feeling Xerio clenching his ass down around his cock. Definitely on purpose.

"To get the knot in, you have to force it just right," Xerio said. Wayne looked down to see the wizard lifting himself up so that half of Wayne's cock was out of his ass, then slowly, painfully slowly, sitting back down all the way to the knot. Xerio continued to press downwards until Wayne could feel the pressure on his knot. He could feel it forcing against the wizard's resistance. Xerio above him let out a soft groan of pure effort, wedged himself a little to the side, and then Wayne's eyes went wide feeling his knot start to pop in. Just as it did, however, Xerio pulled himself back up and the knot popped out again. Wayne let out an automatic little whine.

"I'll teach you how to do it in due time..." Xerio said above him. The wizard did it again. He lifted himself up, then slowly sat back down on Wayne's cock until the knot started popped in, but then let it pop out again. On the third time, Wayne tried thrusting upward to pop it all the way in, but Xerio was quick to bring a hand down to the fox's hips to keep it steady against the bed.

"F-fuck... C'mon!" Wayne complained from below. Xerio looked down at him with an infuriating grin of amusement. For the fourth time, the wizard lifted himself, sat down, let a little more of the knot seem like it was going in, but then lifted himself up again.

"What's the magic word, little pet?" Xerio asked in a mocking tone. Wayne growled up at him, but when the wizard sat down on his knot yet again, he couldn't help it.

"Please! Come ON!" Wayne cursed. The other fox looked very pleased.

"That's what I like to hear."

Wayne never expected Xerio to lean in over him. The fox brought a hand down behind the thief's head to pull him up, then pressed his lips against Wayne's in a kiss. The thief didn't exactly kiss back, but just when the first small thoughts of fighting the tongue invading his maw passionately popped up in his head, Xerio forced himself down again.

Wayne moaned into the kiss. He could hear the little grunts of effort coming from Xerio as well as he pressed his ass down and kept going. Wayne could feel the wizard's entrance spreading wider around his knot as it finally, finally popped in for the first time. He didn't even mind the kiss then. Wayne let Xerio's tongue take control as he closed his eyes and felt the immense, new pleasure of his knot enveloped in the tightness of Xerio's ass. All it took from that point on was two hard clenches from Xerio for Wayne to feel himself going past the point of no return.

Xerio never stopped kissing him. The wizard forced the passionate kiss upon him while Wayne moaned out his orgasm. His cock pumped jet after jet of seed deep into Xerio's insides and all he could hear was the wizard moaning softly in his own pleasure while kissing him. He could feel the other fox's length hard and throbbing against his stomach. For a few blissful seconds, Wayne drowned in the pleasure of fucking someone for the first time in his life.

Unfortunately, those precious little seconds had to end. Xerio slowed down and then carefully pulled back from his kiss just as Wayne's cock pulsed the last remnants of his orgasm still within the wizard. Wayne felt his knot even larger than before, the other fox's tailhole even tighter, and he realized he must have become stuck. The simple act of Xerio moving to straighten his back while still sitting on his cock was enough to make Wayne let out a groan due to overstimulation. His cock was sensitive after his orgasm and every little movement from Xerio had him wincing.

"Mmm... You're so cute, little pet. All of your friends are going to be so envious of your privileged position." Xerio's paw came down to caress Wayne's chest underneath him. His member still continued to be hard against the thief's abdomen. Wayne looked up at him with a growing sense of shame over what he had done.

At every turn, he had tried to fight Xerio and at every turn, he had failed. He didn't want to be some lunatic's pet fox, but the thief was starting to genuinely think that he wouldn't get to have a choice. A simple clench coming from Xerio around his sensitive member had Wayne groaning again. Xerio leaned forward to give Wayne's muzzle a lick. He was so tired that he didn't even pull away.

"Now stand still while I paint your cute little fur white. Then, after that, we can teach you more about kissing while cooling down before the next round." Xerio sounded as cheerful as always explaining things while his hand took hold of his own cock and started pumping it. Wayne looked down at the canine member pointed straight towards his face. Xerio wiggled his hips a little, which had Wayne letting out another groan again.

The afterglow of his orgasm had the shame of his new position dawning down on him, though. While lying there with his knot stuck inside the very mage they had vowed to stop and watching him masturbate right in front of him, Wayne felt humiliated. He felt like he had failed. It got worse when Xerio wiggled his hips again and leaned forward to give his muzzle a slow lick. Wayne didn't even bother pulling away.

"You and your friends are the best feast I've had in years," the wizard whispered towards him. Wayne looked at Xerio's eyes with surprise and confusion, but he didn't get to ask the question inside his mind. Xerio's lips met his and their muzzles interlocked in another forced kiss while the wizard's hand continued to pump his cock. All Wayne could do was close his eyes and groan weakly while that tongue invaded his muzzle yet again.