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Zith woke to a pounding headache, her immediate surroundings dark, cold and unyielding. Where even was she? More than that, was she naked? She felt nothing upon her body, save for some tightly wrapped cloth on her head and something around her wrists. She really wished her head would stop aching. Her hands were tied behind her neck, around some metallic pipe or something, effectively preventing her from moving very far. The best she could do to assure some modesty was curl up her legs, though for the moment there didn't seem to be anyone there to cover herself from, nor would they even be able to see much given the present lighting conditions. Not that she cared that much either way. A nude body was a nude body, and her toned form left little to be desired. She was hardly glad to see no one in sight, however. The only things she could truly remember were her name, that she was a grey and brown wolf, and that she was a mercenary of the Talc Company. She really needed to know where she was and just how she'd ended up there. Then again, she was tied down and naked, so perhaps her captor's attention wasn't the most desirable thing in the world right then.

As a first, she decided to try and strain against her bindings. No use - too tight. She couldn't even reach those bindings with her fingers. Not that it'd help much, her claws having been trimmed and dulled fairly recently. She really regretted that now.

"Ah, fuck.", she muttered to herself.

Pulling against the pipe hardly seemed to bring results other than putting more strain on her wrists. She could identify nothing around that could help break those bindings either. The one motion available to her, she found, was to stand. Oh god, how everything ached as she did. Worse than that, she really felt like peeing, and the cold stone floor had left her feeling a bit chilly. Not to mention she was parched and her stomach growled.

With a heavy sigh, she conceded that she needed help from her captors, else she'd end up pissing herself right where she stood and getting sick, or worse. Just then, her nose began to tickle.

Pschik! Pschik!

She sneezed twice in rapid succession. Maybe she was already sick. In any case, she could do nothing by herself to mitigate it. She sat back down in resignation and leaned back. Whoever saw her would get quite a view when they entered, but maybe that'd help draw their attention.

"Hello? Anyone here?", she called out, resigned to whatever fate her captors saw fit for her.

A bout of silence followed. Then she heard some silent voices, followed by oncoming footsteps. A bluish light grew in the doorway, until finally the source itself appeared - an electric lantern, carried by a thin but toned male hyena, dressed in only a pair of jeans.

"Morning.", the hyena said as he entered. "Or actually, night.", he added after a moment of thought. Zith felt memories prying at the back of her mind in response to the sight, chief among them a sense of imminent danger. "How you feelin'?", he asked and approached, seemingly unfazed by her nudity.

"Don't remember much.", Zith admitted, fearing she would learn nothing without help.

"Really?", the hyena said with a tilt of his head and a look of concern... or curiosity. "Suppose you did take a hard bump to the head.", he said, rubbing his chin. "I'm Ferk. And as far I remember, you're Zith.", he said.

"How did I end up here?", Zith asked, even if the answer seemed all too apparent.

"Well...", Ferk began and crouched down in front of her. He didn't seem the type to care much about personal space. "You got into a bit of a scuffle with me and my sister, Sigi.", he explained, his eyes barely bothering to look anywhere above her clavicle. "Ended up taking a rock to the noggin. Sigi got a little mad.", he went on with an unwaning smile.

"Why?", Zith asked on, more curious than anything.

"You're a bounty hunter, no?", Ferk asked.

"Merc, as far as I know.", Zith said uncertainly. She wasn't sure if confirming that particular fact was desirable for the moment.

"Come here to take us?", Ferk asked, pointing at his face. But she had no recollection of any such assignment.

Zith just stared blankly at him for a while, desperately trying to remember why she might've ventured through... wherever they were. "I don't remember. All I know right now is I need water, food, a piss, and something for the headache.", she said.

"Well, alright.", Ferk conceded and got back up, before venturing out of the room for something.

She then saw a different face peek in, though with the lantern temporarily only giving the faintest of light outside, Zith only saw it was likely another hyena, no doubt sister to her captor.

"Ready to fess up?", Sigi asked, her voice somewhat raspy but clearly feminine.

"What?", Zith asked with disinterest.

"Sig, if she actually had anything to admit, she doesn't remember.", Ferk said as he came back into view, carrying a canteen and a bucket in addition to the lantern.

"Like hell I'm believing that.", Sigi said glumly, now stepping into view herself, the light granting a better view of her. She was wearing about as much as her brother, leaving her tits bare. Her brother was nearly a head taller than her as well, though they both seemed well into their twenties.

"Give it a rest. Let's just give her the standard treatment.", Ferk said dismissively as he placed the bucket in front of Zith.

"Nuh-uh!", Sigi said and went out of sight.

Ferk sighed, but said no more. "Drink up.", he said as he put the canteen up against her lips.

Zith parted her lips just enough to take in what she could swallow, and kept gulping. For something as plain as water, it tasted better than booze.

"Here's something for your head.", Ferk said as he fished a pill out of his pants and presented it.

As questionable a source of meds as they were, Zith was desperate for it to stop hurting. She swallowed it down.

"Speaking of...", Ferk began and leaned over Zith, only to begin tugging at the wrappings around her head. Makeshift bandages, slightly bloodied as far as she could see. "Doesn't look too bad.", he commented as the bandages fell off and he poked around the back of her head. It stinged a bit. "Just careful not to bump your head there.", he said.

"Right.", Zith said with a nod.

"Now raise your butt.", Ferk said as he pulled the canteen away.

"Uh?", Zith asked with some confusion.

"So I can put this bucket underneath you.", Ferk said, gesturing downwards.

"Uh. Just untie me.", Zith suggested instead.

"Can't do that. Don't trust you.", Ferk said.

"Egh. Fine.", Zith conceded and got up. "Like what you see?", she asked mockingly.

"Already did more than just see.", Ferk said with a smile.

Zith looked at him with irritation.

"Copped a couple feels.", Ferk specified with a shrug.

Zith raised a brow at this. She'd half-expected the hyena to reveal he'd raped her already. So far this was rather mild compared to some of her experiences at the merc camp.

"Oh, and I might've emptied my balls in you.", Ferk added, feigning remembrance.

Zith rolled her eyes. Of course. She'd felt relief much too quickly.

"May take you for another spin soon.", Ferk suggested.

"I bite.", Zith warned dully.

"Feisty.", Ferk commented as he crossed his arms and leaned into a nearby wall.

"Untie me and I'll show you feisty. You'll regret being born with balls.", Zith said, growing irate with the smug prick.

"God, what's with the bitching?", Sigi asked as she entered the room.

"Your brother raped me.", Zith said, hoping the sister would find that objectionable at all.

Sigi looked at her for a moment, then towards her brother and back to her again. "And...?", she asked with a shrug.

Zith sighed quite audibly. Of course. These were complete fucking dregs.

"Look, you want to piss in the bucket or on the floor?", Ferk asked impatiently.

Zith glared at him, her breathing harsh but slow. As much as she wanted to hurt him, maybe even both of them, she was presently powerless to do anything other than worsen her own situation. It was a bitter pill to swallow, but she needed to cooperate. With a sigh, she calmed and nodded.

"Good girl.", Ferk said and shoved the bucket between Zith's legs with his paw.

Zith crouched down and closed her eyes, focusing on her present need. The trickle rang out in a tinny echo within the small empty room, the experience one of her less proud moments.

"It'd be nice if you tried to remember why you came here.", Ferk said, even as Zith still continued to pee.

Zith herself would've wanted to remember, but it was a hazy thought. She was next to certain they weren't a target, however, even if she now personally felt like setting a bounty on their heads.

"Or cut the crap and stop pretending you don't remember.", Sigi interjected.

"I really don't.", Zith said bitterly. Finally finished with her business, she got back up and awaited one of them to get rid of her bucket. Ferk stepped in and took it.

"Just don't kill her while I'm gone.", Ferk warned as he left the room.

Sigi rolled her eyes. Zith, meanwhile, sat back down. The stone floor felt even colder now.

Somewhat worryingly, Sigi then stepped up and crouched down in front of Zith, much like her brother had before. She pulled something from her pocket, though it was small enough that she managed to keep it obscured from view.

"Time to start talking.", Sigi announced, then pushed Zith's thighs further apart.

"Wh-what are you doing?", Zith demanded.

"Where are you from?", Sigi asked.

"Camp Talc, born in Dalceth.", Zith said, fearing what the mad hyena intended to do should she resist.

"Job.", Sigi said sternly.

"Talc Company merc.", Zith said, though in retrospect she regretted being so open about it. She would make certain to find herself a cover story... assuming she ever got out of here.

"And what brought you here?", Sigi asked.

She knew the hyena would hurt her if she didn't answer, but she honestly didn't know. "I don't remember.", she said defiantly.

"I don't believe that.", Sigi said and fiddled with the object in her hand. It was a tube of something.

"That won't change the fact that I don't remember.", Zith said with growing annoyance.

"Then maybe this'll refresh your memory.", Sigi said as she uncorked the tube and put a bit of the substance on her finger.

"Ukh!", Zith yelped as the hyena suddenly pushed her digit in between Zith's folds, moving up and smearing the substance over her clit. "What the hell?!", she barked at the hyena.

"Give it a moment.", Sigi said slyly, and backed off, staring at the wolfess with a sense of malicious satisfaction.

"Wh-... what was that?", Zith asked, eyes bugging out as she began to feel a warmth envelop her groin. It continued to do so, becoming actually uncomfortable, until it began to feel like... her cunt was on fire! "What did you do to me?", she asked in growing panic. She couldn't actually see what was happening to her, only feel a pain that might as well have indicated her clit had just melted off.

"Tell me what you're doing here and I'll clean it off.", Sigi said.

"Ungh! God, I don't remember!", Zith squealed, the pain becoming only worse and worse, to a point where her headache seemed mild in comparison. How long would this last?

"Take your time. I can wait.", Sigi said and sat by the doorway.

"Ghhhaaaagh!!", Zith screamed in impotent fury.

"The hell is going on here?", Ferk asked as he reentered the room.

"Gave her slit some of that spicy stuff.", Sigi said with a smile.

"Oh. Alright.", Ferk said. "How long you want to do this? I could use some more sleep.", he asked.

"One round for now. Not like she's going anywhere.", Sigi said with a shrug.

"Oh god. Fuck.", Zith muttered aloud.

"Remember to wipe her down once you're done.", Ferk said and walked up to Zith for a moment. "Here.", he said and pushed a strip of something dry and meaty in her mouth, then went back out of the room.

Zith hardly felt like eating for the moment, her groin burning mercilessly. But she began to chew nonetheless, taking care not to let it fall from her mouth. It felt like a long night laid ahead of her.

---

"Nothing?", Ferk asked.

"Nawh.", Sigi said in displeasure as she wiped down Zith's pussy with a wet rag. Even though she wasn't being particularly rough, it felt like Zith was being flayed.

"Either she's a hardass, or she really doesn't know anything.", Ferk said with a shrug.

"Looks the hardass type.", Sigi commented, tracing a finger over one of Zith's scars, a knife slash wound she'd gotten under her right tit while playing bodyguard to a merchant that'd gotten rich a bit too quick.

"Hairy like one too.", Ferk commented, clearly looking at her crotch area. Zith wanted to roll her eyes. She didn't look pretty for a living, and she wasn't about to take shit from these two dregs. "That gives me an idea.", Ferk said and walked off outside.

"Wha- where are y-...? God damn it.", Sigi grumbled as her brother left. She finished her wipe down and got up. "Ain't finished with you yet.", she warned towards Zith and walked out of the room.

Zith sighed to herself. For now the worst was over, and hopefully she'd find some way to escape by the time they decided to go for round two. Whatever the case, she could handle it. She didn't exactly have a choice in the matter either, given she didn't remember anything.

Ferk returned with his sister in tow, carrying a bucket of what appeared to be water, and... scissors? Zith looked at him questioningly.

"Gonna give you a cleaning.", Ferk announced with a broad smile.

"Waste of water.", Sigi commented glumly.

"I beg to differ.", Ferk responded as he crouched down in front of the wolfess.

"I could do it myself if you untied me.", Zith tried once more. In reality, she wasn't certain she could. Her arms felt rather numb.

"Where's the fun in that?", Ferk asked, then placed his hand on Zith's pubic mound, ruffling up her hair.

She had to stifle a gasp at the sudden intrusion, still feeling a blush come on. As the hyena began to trim her groin region, her humiliation only amplified, much to her annoyance. She would've liked to believe herself beyond caring for such matters. It made her feel weak.

"There we go. Better already.", Ferk announced as he patted and swept the trimmed hairs off her groin.

Zith looked down at herself with a sense of annoyance. She looked like a prostitute, or like puberty never happened. In any case, she hardly appreciated being made more visually appealing to this jerk-off.

Then, Ferk continued on, giving her a trim under the armpits, then around the bushier bits of fur between her breasts and on her legs.

"All better.", Ferk announced with a sense of satisfaction, then took the bucket in hand. Zith half expected him to dunk it on top of her.

SPLASH

He did just that.

"F-fuck! Cold!", Zith screamed.

"I'll towel you off.", Ferk said and went out to get the item in question. "Sig, come on, I wanna move her.", Zith then faintly heard him say.

"Move her where?", Sigi asked back.

"Bed.", Ferk said, just as he re-entered the room with a towel... or some blanket, Zith wasn't sure.

"Oh, god damn it. She's sleeping on your half. Far from me.", Sigi said glumly as she followed him in.

"Sure.", Ferk said, now beginning to rub the raggedy length of fabric over Zith. He was rather rough, but she hardly felt like complaining if it meant getting less damp. Except maybe when he ran it over her still tender slit.

"Ow!", Zith whined as she felt a scratch over her groin. Thankfully not actually inside.

Ferk barely paused in his efforts, however, and instead moved behind the wolfess along with his sister. Now was her chance to try and break free. But she felt so weak. Perhaps this was not the best moment for it after all. Not yet.

They pulled at her wrists quite harshly, wrenching them down and back, only to tie them together again. At the very least she could get some proper circulation in her arms now.

Suddenly, they pulled something over her mouth and nose. Barred and metallic, she quickly recognized it to be a muzzle.

"Wh't th' f'ck?", Zith asked, her jaw barely able to open up far enough to speak.

"Can't have you biting us in our sleep.", Ferk said. "Come on, up you go.", he then said and grabbed her between the legs. Zith's eyes widened at the unexpected intrusion, but she didn't protest.

"H'w l'ng y' keeping me here?", Zith asked as they led her outside the small room.

"Not sure.", Ferk said with a rub of his chin. He then leaned into her shoulder. "Once my sister's convinced you're not hiding anything.", he whispered.

"What was that?", Sigi asked with a frown.

"Just some sweet nothings.", Ferk assured with a smile.

"Hmpf.", Sigi scoffed, apparently not believing that particular story.

"Someone's jealous.", Ferk said, seemingly quieter and towards Zith, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

The bedroom they entered hardly inspired awe. The overall house may've been bigger than anywhere Zith had lived in, but it compensated for it by being full of junk. The bed, though large, looked a bit suspect as well, but once again it wasn't much worse than what Zith had grown to expect. Not after capture.

"Mpf! F'ck!", Zith yelped as she was pushed and landed on the left side of the bed, only to have Ferk climb in over her, then pull her up onto a pillow.

"Gonna fuck her now?", Sigi asked, audibly laying down on the same bed.

"Nawh. Not in the mood.", Ferk said, even as his hands slid over Zith's torso, caressing her breasts and abdomen. She could also feel his soft prick brush up against her butt.

"A'ight.", Sigi said and went silent.

"Nightie night.", Ferk whispered in Zith's ear. But she wasn't certain she felt like sleeping. She wanted out of here, but with the hyena wrapped around her and her hands bound, she couldn't hope to do anything that'd escape his notice.

Laying there, desperately trying to remember how she even got there, a sense of frustration began to overtake her. Just beyond her conscious she could feel sights and sounds pry at the back of her mind - glimpses of the surrounding ruins, a shot fired into the ground, a struggle. No doubt memories of her confrontation with the two, yet she couldn't piece together why she'd even come here.

She heard the hyena's breathing grow slow and heavy, suggesting he'd fallen asleep. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, hoping sleep would take her as well.

---

A feeling of warmth and motion stirred Zith from sleep, not entirely unpleasant at first, yet strangely disconcerting to her sleep-addled mind. Where even was she? Who's hands were touching at her front? Her eyes shot open as she realized she felt something hot and firm between her legs, already deep within her and moving in rhythm. Instantly she remembered the hyenas, and that she was their prisoner.

"Wh't th'-....?", Zith uttered as she turned to try and look at the hyena behind her. She only got to see his grinning teeth and nose.

"Morning.", Ferk said as he continued to hump away inside her, his balls plopping into her butt and thigh. Much to her surprise, she didn't feel much friction, her nethers obviously lubricated somehow.

Zith turned her head forwards in resignation. She was a toy to this scum now, and she could hardly do anything that wouldn't result in a beating. It wasn't exactly a first for her, however. She'd slept in overcrowded barracks before, with some 40 riled up men that seldom took 'no' for an answer when the mood hit them. In those days, she'd eventually learnt to take it for what it was - a fuck. Unwelcome as it may've been, she could draw some pleasure from it.

Eyes closed and focused within, she let the sensations overwhelm her. The smell of their rutting, the schlocking as he repeatedly swabbed her insides, the subtle grunts and deep breaths he gave out, the way he fondled her tits and underbelly. She would've wanted his hand to go lower, however.

"Go l'wer.", Zith said.

"Eh?", Ferk asked, slowing as he did.

"R'b my clit.", Zith instructed impatiently. She didn't like to tell her fucks what she wanted, but with her hands bound, she had little choice.

"Heh. Alright.", Ferk said and reached in lower, between her legs.

"Mh.", Zith sounded out against herself in response to his touch. It was somewhat rough and not as pleasant as it could've been, his fingers digging in to rub her bare nub, but it still managed to send the occasional pleasant tingle up her spine.

Moving in rhythm now, they rocked the entire bed with their efforts. The metallic frame creaked incessantly, as though threatening to fall apart at any moment. Somewhat unexpectedly, Ferk suddenly rolled onto Zith, pressing her chest-first into the mattress. His thrusting grew harsher by the second, his balls now slapping loudly against her labia.

"Mh. Nh. Ah. Nh.", Zith began to gasp in pleasure and exertion, the hyenas efforts now driving her towards climax at a steady pace. Paired with the efforts of his fingers, every consecutive thrust sent greater and greater pleasure through her body, almost enough to let her forget this was some dirty wastrel who'd forced her into this. She began to feel herself sweat as she neared that anticipated high, until finally, she was there. "Mhhhoooo.", she groaned out in manner less dignified than she would've liked, yet all the same feeling a great sense of satisfaction as she rode that wave.

"God damn, would you two keep it down?", Sigi suddenly asked in a groggy tone of voice.

"Seh-... sorry. I'm close.", Ferk responded, then straightened out and grabbed hold of Zith's tail. Now his thrusting truly became intense, his dick ramming into the wolfess with unbridled intensity. "H-hey, Sigi.", he suddenly said, slowing his efforts.

"What?", Sigi asked in annoyance.

"Wanna help?", Ferk asked with a toothy grin.

"What?", Sigi repeated in disbelief.

"Fondle my balls. I'll finish quicker.", Ferk said.

"Fuck off.", Sigi said and got out of bed, visibly fuming. She left the room in a huff.

"Heheheh! So jealous.", Ferk chortled, then picked up his pace once again, balls once again slapping hard against Zith's already spent and well-used pussy. "Ah!", he then gasped out and almost froze in place, his thrusts now becoming short series in between similarly short pauses.

What made Zith freeze up in terror at that moment, was that the hyena hadn't pulled out, nor had he rubbered up. Mercs had always known better than to spill inside her, so it hadn't crossed her mind that this one might not show the courtesy, and she was left with a harsh, sinking feeling.

"Ouh.", Ferk gasped out, finally finished and sounding quite sated. "Good girl.", he commented and gave her rear a slap. Hardly the most demeaning thing to have happened to her, but she blushed nonetheless. "Sigi!", he suddenly called out.

"Coming, coming.", Sigi answered back as she reentered the room. What came next was a rather loud sound of tearing.

Before Zith could even try and determine where the sound had come from, she was rolled onto her side with her right leg held up, effectively baring her oozing slit. She was quite alarmed to see the female hyena go in between her legs, only to suddenly yelp in surprise as she felt something plastered over her cunt.

"Wh' th' h'll?", Zith uttered, looking down at the strip of tape in confusion.

"Still say we shouldn't let her go.", Sigi said as she backed out from between the wolfess's legs, very obviously ignoring her inquiry.

"What's gotten you so paranoid?", Ferk asked as he laid down next to Zith and put an arm around her, only to start idly stroking her tit.

"Just don't trust mercs.", Sigi said, then laid down on her side of the bed.

"Is it because that horse dicked you too hard?", Ferk asked in bemused tone.

"Shut the fuck up.", Sigi snapped and turned away.

"Pfhaha!", Ferk chuckled, then gave his sister a slap on the rear.

"Wh't 's th's?", Zith then demanded, nudging her head towards her crotch.

"Oh, just taping you up so you have a better chance at getting knocked up.", Ferk said.

'What the fuck?', Zith thought, her eyes bugging out in horror. Not only did he not think to pull out, he did it with the intent of getting her pregnant? 'Shit, shit, shit!', she thought to herself. She wasn't sure if any of what he did or said made any sense, but for the moment that hardly mattered. This was a risky time for her. She'd stopped bleeding about a week ago, and from what she'd been told growing up, now was the worst possible time to be fucking unprotected.

"Gonna hang her up?", Sigi asked as she started stretching, seemingly no longer trying to sleep and instead just lazying about.

"Hm. Nah.", Ferk said, and instead suddenly lifted Zith's rear and shoved a pillow under it, forcing her to lie on her back with her heels in the air.

Zith was mortified. They were doing their damndest to make sure she got pregnant, and she sure as shit didn't want that. "Wh'n 'r y' g'nn l'mm go?", she mumbled out.

"Huh? Hold on.", Ferk said and unfastened Zith's muzzle. She was somewhat relieved to have that particular inconvenience removed.

"When are you going to let me go?", Zith reiterated.

"Oh. Uh. I dunno. Maybe tomorrow if you're good.", Ferk said with a shrug.

"I'd give her another once-over to make sure she's not lying.", Sigi said.

Ferk shook his head. "Oh come on, that horse dick couldn't have-"

"Fuck you.", Sigi snapped in annoyance.

Ferk snickered in response.

Zith, meanwhile, could only lay there in discomfort, very much hoping Ferk would keep his sister off of her.

---

The day went by painfully slow, and with no shortage of humiliating moments. Every time she had to answer nature's call, Ferk was there to watch and chide. Given how indifferent Zith considered herself in such matters, she could only imagine how harrowing this would've been to any other woman. But at the very least she'd been fed and even cleaned, and she'd received promise of release. It was probably better than she could've expected from most other wasteland dregs. Any other bunch she'd either get sold off or kept as a plaything indefinitely.

Sat upon the couch in their house, Zith patiently awaited the moments to tick by.

"Catch!", she suddenly heard.

SMACK

A strip of dried meat slapped her in the face and fell to the ground. She looked towards the hyena who'd thrown it in displeasure.

"You suck at this.", Ferk said as he walked up and picked up the meatstrip.

"I'm tied down.", Zith said, shrugging her shoulders for emphasis.

"Got a mouth, don't you?", Ferk said, briefly dusting off the bit of meat, then presented it to Zith. "Say 'ah'.", he said with a toothy smile.

Zith complied and took the meaty treat in her mouth. It was good, she had to admit, albeit she suspected the two had either bought or stolen it from somewhere rather than made it themselves. Wildlife was at a premium in this region, and they didn't seem the skilled hunter types. Nor cannibals, for that matter.

"How about you do something in return?", Ferk then asked as he sat next to her.

"What do you mean?", Zith asked with a frown.

"Got a different kind of meat for you to suck on.", Ferk said and grabbed his crotch.

"Did seeing me bite down on that strip turn you on?", Zith asked with a tilt of her brow.

"Ha! I'd prefer you hold off on the teeth.", Ferk said. "So how about it?", he asked, leaning into her.

Zith merely rolled her eyes and sighed. She didn't feel like tasting his dirty prick, but felt 'no' wouldn't be the most welcome of answers. Not with his sister lurking in wait of opportunity to torture her some more. "Alright.", she muttered unhappily.

Ferk grinned happily, then eagerly undid his belt. Within seconds, his limp prick and balls came into view, followed shortly by their musty smell. Zith was having second thoughts, but the hand on the nape of her neck gave her little time to consider fleeing. He pressed her nose-first into his parts, all but ensuring she would be able to smell nothing else for the rest of the day.

"Go on, get to it.", Ferk said.

Without a word of answer, Zith opened her maw and began to lick his bits. She started from his sac, nudging its bulging contents around with her tongue. He didn't actually taste too bad, all things considered, suggesting he'd actually washed there that day. She continued on.

"A-ah! Tickles.", Ferk exclaimed with an unwavering smile on his face. "I didn't say stop.", he added as he noticed Zith hesitate.

Moving down to kneel between his legs for easier access, Zith returned to what she'd been doing, coating the hyena's jewels with saliva. It took no more than a couple seconds for this to make his cock start growing, and a couple seconds more for it to reach full length. Still she continued to focus on his testes for a while longer, snaking her way lower and lower towards his taint, and she did, he grew more and more ticklish, each individual lick making him quake and shudder as if electrocuted. She was enjoying this too much, she realized, and decided to get it on with.

"F-... fuck, you're good.", Ferk panted out as he saw her now move up to the tip of his dick, trailing along its length with a long drag of her tongue, only to deliver a succulent kiss on its tip. He was as hard as he could get at this point, and seemed ready to blow.

Taking a moment to give his foreskin a more thorough licking, she steeled herself for what was about to come. Though this wasn't a part she particularly enjoyed herself, a good plunge at the start of a session could send a pent up guy over the edge in no time, she knew from experience. She would've liked to be able to brace with her hands, but figured she'd manage without the convenience.

With a deep breath, she steadied Ferk's cock in her lips and dove down. His length proved little challenge for her accommodating lupine muzzle, and could only reach up to the back of her throat, but he himself seemed to appreciate it.

"Ho fuck!", Ferk exclaimed, bracing himself against the couch as though he might fall off otherwise.

Zith began to briskly inch her way along the latter regions of his dick, bumping his pubic mound with her nose and breathing heavily into it. She let her tongue roll out, nudging his testes some more.

"Ah!", Ferk exclaimed and grabbed onto the back of Zith's head and began to hump gently, his body shivering and tensing seemingly without control. Was he done already?

Zith's question quickly found answer as she felt his cock grow rigid, right before the first spurt of cum hit the back of her throat. She swallowed as it came, reluctant to let the taste linger in her mouth. Still she felt that familiar, chemical flavour spread throughout her maw in warm watery splashes that'd no doubt linger for the rest of her stay.

Finally, the tension in Ferk's body seemed to erode, allowing him to slump back on the couch, thoroughly sated. Zith, meanwhile, slowly pulled away and swallowed what little remained in her mouth. She was really hoping for something to wash it down with.

"Oh, fuck...", Ferk gasped out, his tongue hanging out in pleasant stupor. "Been a while since I got sucked.", he said, looking down at Zith with a pleased smile. "And damn, you're pretty good.", he added.

"Yeah, had some experience.", Zith said without pride. Her early days among mercs had been rather rough, even once she learned to turn the interest she received into gainful, if tedious, trades. "Can I get a drink?", she asked and rose back up to sit by the hyena.

"Sure.", Ferk said, seemingly contemplating whether he wanted to get up yet. Stowing his prick in his pants, he heavily rose up to his paws. He returned shortly with a bottle of something in hand, only to crack it open and take the first swig. "Ahhh. Good stuff.", he commented as he put it up to Zith's lips.

Zith took a couple sips, at first feeling like she might choke, but steadily glugging it down. Hard stuff, but quite welcome at that moment.

"Good, huh?", Ferk asked, taking another sip himself.

"Strong, but- unh!", Zith gasped out as Ferk's palm suddenly groped her bare crotch. So soon after an orgasm, and he was already grabby again? She merely glared at him and sighed. It wasn't entirely unpleasant, but she wasn't in the mood. All she could do was let him have his fun. She suspected more of this awaited her before they decided to let her go.

---

The bed creaked profusely, its legs giving out tortured shrieks as it rhythmically leaned back and forth, its side bumping against the wall with each metallic groan. It stirred Zith from her sleep only slightly faster than the prick once again stuffed inside her cunt.

"Agh!", Ferk gasped out in her ear, his hands once again kneading at her tits and hugging her close.

At the very least she'd slept through most of it this time. One of few times she was glad to be a heavy sleeper.

"Ah... even unconscious you're good at this.", Ferk said as he slowly pulled out. Immediately after came the telltale sound of duct tape, and then that slap across her recently used cunt. God, she did not look forward to pulling it off again. There was something far more desirable in her future, however.

"You're letting me go today, right?", Zith asked.

"Yeah. Think so.", Ferk said, seemingly contemplating something. "You've been such a great toy, though.", he said.

"If you force me to stay, I might stop being so great.", Zith said glumly. Though they hadn't given her much opportunity to get up and run, she could be a lot less cooperative and find an opportunity to simply run off.

"Hm. That could be fun as well.", Ferk noted, rubbing his chin. "But yeah, we'll let you go... probably.", he trailed off.

This did not bode well.

---

"I could do it myself!", Zith insisted as Ferk splashed water onto her face from a bucket sat in front of her.

"Without hands?", Ferk asked with amusement as he began to run his fingers through her fur. "As funny as that'd be, I'd rather not waste the water.", he said.

Zith merely sighed and steadily awaited the intrusion to her privacy and personal space to finish. At the very least she would be free today. Ferk, meanwhile, spared no part of her body from his cleaning, and at times it just felt like needless groping. He spared an inordinate amount of time 'cleaning' her breasts, for one, and she already dreaded how he'd approach her lower regions.

"You know... I could probably talk Sigi into letting you stay.", Ferk said as he finally drifted down towards her abdomen and lower back.

"Not interested.", Zith said humourlessly.

"Oh, I wasn't asking.", Ferk said with a smile. "Just find you fun to keep around.", he whispered in her ear.

Zith furrowed her brow. Did he mean to keep her there? Or was he just screwing with her to see what she'd do? She couldn't stand the thought of spending her days-

RRRIP!

Doubled over and fearing she may fall on her face, Zith steadied herself with a look of sheer shock on her features.

"Fuck, that hurt! Some warning would be nice!", Zith screamed, baring teeth in anger.

"Hey, you ought to get used to it.", Ferk said with a toothy grin, then abruptly splashed and rubbed the area with his hand, although without delving too deep or anything. So far. He then went on towards her legs, letting Zith return to her contemplations.

She decided she needed to run away. The promise of release was clearly just some bait to keep her docile. And in fact, she saw potential for opportunity to arise soon enough.

"So... ever been knocked up?", Ferk asked as though trying to strike up a casual conversation while he lifted and cleaned her paws.

"No.", Zith said. By some miracle, the amount of pounding she took throughout her days didn't leave her with a belly. Most of her fellow mercs had the decency to pull out or rubber up when they boned her, even if that still carried risks. She wasn't even sure what she'd do if she got pregnant.

"I'd be tempted to keep you around, see it happen and all? Think it'd be kind of funny.", Ferk said, just as he rode up his hand between her legs again.

Zith frowned even more. Ideas of what constituted 'funny' aside, she was not staying there. Then, Ferk pushed a finger in.

"Hard to imagine something so big could squeeze out through there.", Ferk said.

"Stop.", Zith said, the line of conversation growing quite abrasive to her.

"What? Just cleaning you out.", Ferk assured, then pulled his finger out, only to dunk his hand in the water and go in again, this time firmly running his fingers along her slit, up to her clit. "You're a dirty, dirty girl.", he said, baring his teeth in a grin.

"When are you letting me go exactly?", Zith asked, no longer certain she would like his answer.

"No hurry. Maybe we'll keep you a day or two more, see if your memory doesn't clear up.", Ferk said, retracting his hand and moving in front of her.

That confirmed it. They'd keep her as long as it was convenient, or longer. They just dangled the promise of release before her face to keep her complacent. And it pissed her off.

"Hold your breath.", Ferk said as he pulled up the bucket and prepared to dump its contents on top of Zith. This was her opportunity.

As soon as she felt the first drop of water upon her scalp, she stepped forward and thrust her knee as hard as she could. She could feel she'd nailed both her targets.

"Pffough!", Ferk sputtered out in shock as he stumbled back, still gripping the bucket. He ended up on his rear, clutching his crotch.

Zith saw no more than that, as she now ran as fast as she could, barely aware of her bearings. All she wanted was to get as far away from here as possible, and then maybe get these damned bindings off her wrists.

"Cunt!", she heard Ferk call out after her. She would've have smirked if she wasn't afraid he or his sister might start shooting at any moment. Instead she focused on running.

---

"God damn, that hurt.", Ferk groaned as he dropped backwards on the bed.

"Serves you right. Shouldn't have let the bitch go.", Sigi said. She was sat in the couch, still fuming he hadn't listened to her advice.

"I was actually teasing her that we might not let her go. It's what set her off.", Ferk said, now digging in his pants to rub his aching balls.

"Well, that's what you get for fucking with dangerous people.", Sigi said. "Gonna have to move now.", she added.

"I dunno about that.", Ferk muttered unhappily. "Would've given her clothes back had she just waited.", he then said, seemingly trying to divert the line of conversation.

"Fucking hand her a gun to shoot us with, why dontcha?", Sigi asked critically. Ferk was really getting on her nerves that day. She almost wished she'd been the one to kick him in the balls. He'd spent the last two days thinking with the wrong head.

"Calm down. Doubt she'll actually do anything.", Ferk said with a dismissive wave of hand.

"Fug, here we go again.", Sigi grumbled. "One of these days we'll wake up with a gun barrel in our faces and you'll still be saying 'huh, wonder what these people want'.", she said.

"Well, yeah, but until then, may as well have fun.", Ferk said with a shrug.

"I'd rather we do our best to postpone it.", Sigi said glumly.

"Damn, she could suck a dick good.", Ferk then said with a woeful sigh, once again jumping subjects.

"Better than you?", Sigi asked teasingly.

"Heh. Wouldn't know. Never sucked my own.", Ferk snickered. "Though yeah, probably.", he added.

"Pfhah!", Sigi chortled. "You prefer to get sucked than fuck?", she asked with a sense of genuine curiosity.

"Yeah. Don't really get the chance to, very often.", Ferk said, finally feeling at ease enough to stop holding his balls. "Can't knock someone up that way, and I'm generally not confident enough to let our catches near my dick with teeth.", he said.

"Just do it at the Hole, then.", Sigi suggested.

"Egh. Girls there just whine about taste.", Ferk said dismissively.

"Guys, then?", Sigi suggested on, a toothy grin growing on her face. The image of good looking guys sucking each other off was kind of a turn-on for her. Although one of them being her brother soured the fantasy.

"Shut up!", Ferk cackled, amused and annoyed at the same time. "When's the last time you met a guy that'd be into other guys?", he asked.

"Hm. Not long ago, actually.", Sigi said with a scratch of her cheek.

"Huh.", was all Ferk said to that.

---

Sat there within the barracks, upon a cot she'd hoped never to endure again, Zith contemplated her future with a sense of contempt. The way she'd returned, naked and penniless, had earned her an instant reminder of how much she could hate her supposed comrades. The laughs, slaps and many dicks she had to service that day to get the most basic of necessities resonated in her mind. In retrospect, leaving the two hyenas empty-handed proved a regrettable decision, though one she could hardly take back now. They'd no doubt resent the way she'd fled.

Worse than all that, the experience had left her with something no merc should have to endure.

"Hey, Rotund!", the short fox ironically called Big shouted as he neared, loud enough for his buddies to hear. The nickname they'd assigned her irritated her without end, and they knew it. Prior to all this, she'd been known as Merchant, hardly flattering and based on her 'trades', but still better than being reduced to the curve on her abdomen. She wasn't even showing all that much yet, though she did look like she'd let herself go a bit. Though it did leave her wondering what she'd do with the little shit once it split her open. "We're going for some target practice. Care to come with?", he asked, waving a bottle of booze in hand.

"I need work, not a means of wasting ammo.", Zith said in annoyance.

"It could involve some work, if you know what I mean.", Big said, groping his less than impressive package.

Zith sighed to herself. This wasn't her idea of work, but it kept her afloat in times she couldn't expect many offers. Prior to her run-in with the two hyenas, she'd actually hoped she was well past giving out sex favours, but with her sudden finacial loss and growing belly, she had to fall back on something. Not to mention she was never able to complete the assignment she'd been sent off on - to join up with a squad in Helseth and go kick some raider heads in - something she never really remembered herself, but had to be told once she'd returned to camp. She wondered what else she'd permanently forgotten thanks to those dregs. The top brass questioned that too, and so she wasn't being given much in the way of regular work for the time being, at least until her baby popped out and they could better evaluate her faculties. "I ain't cheap.", she said. That was somewhat of a lie. For a whore so readily available, she didn't charge as much as she should've.

"Oh, I think we can afford it.", Big said with a reserved smile.

"Fine.", Zith conceded with a shake of her head and got up.

Times like this, she really hated being a merc.