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Sands Of Acaran - Special Episode: Sheeplikeapples

A truly lucky day for each and every royal guard it would be. The renown guests from furthest reaches of the empire went back towards their respective provinces, leaving the palace nearly empty again and housing just the emperor's family. It was time of rest and relaxation.

-This year's gathering of feudal lords went smooth, didn't it, boys? - The pitched, but smooth voice of the crane filled the main hall of the guard barracks.

-Our generous ruler ordered me to share some of the spoils with you, honourable guardians, and by his word I'd like you all to feast and relax tonight. But, you know the drill... only clean bodies are welcome at the table...

Like a horde of bored students let out of the class, the rows of males standing at attention turned into a bunch of unruly groups. Small squads that always worked together, lived in one big sleeping hall and even bathed together when they went to the barrack's gym and hygiene quarter. Brothers to one another, despite diverse origins and races. All possessing the most manly and fit bodies in the whole imperial army legions. Their trademark was how they looked and acted when on duty. And while back home they had no need to keep posture and speak with desired refinement, they still remained in possession of their trained muscle and almost peerless beauty of their masculine bodies.

Many heard the rumours, yet only few were able to confirm the tales with their truthful word. And amongst those few, there was someone who could describe it all in perfect detail. A boy who went there that day, like many other days before to see it with his own eager and curious eyes. Small body, lithe and agile was a trait that let him sneak in trough the thick barrier of briars and spiky bushes of exotic plants. His shortly trimmed wool did not stuck to the thorns and with antelope's grace he slipped trough each time, to reach the precious spot he chosen as his biggest secret.

From behind a shutter on the wall, a big cloud of steam was flowing out. It was a sign that he made it just in time. Bringing a deep red tint to his cheeks and warmth all over his body. Laying on his front and pressing his forehead against the vent, he saw it all. The long room covered in ceramic tiles from ceiling to the floor. The glinting copper tubing of shower rows and the shiny reflections of light that came from the side of a hot tub and sauna in the far end. All lightly blurred with steam, but enough to make his tail rise and his lips staying moist when he licked them hungrily, every time as some male entered the room and threw his towel away to step under the shower.

As soon as the towel hit the floor, the sheep's eyes went wide for a brief moment, before taking up a mellow and dreamy expression. The first catch of the day was really something. His first glances never went straight to the groin. His mind told him to savour each second of it, so he first looked at the Bengal tiger's face, and from there he went lower and lower. Resolute eyes and cheeky grin fitted the big cat well. And with same grin he went into the raining water of the shower, lifting his arms up and stretching leisurely. His chest decorated by some most shapely pectorals the sheep ever saw. The tiger wasn't the biggest buff-boy out there, but definitely made his tongue slip out on it's own as the lamb watched and unconsciously flicked his hungry tongue at the air, holding his head against the imaginary set of abs. Smelling of the feline fur and virile sweat that struck his small but sensitive nose just now, as water refreshed the tiger's body and it's day-thick layer of dried sweat and musk.

Sheepie's breath quickened as his greedy stare went down, past the waist of his object of interest. The tiger held no modesty about how he brushed and stroked himself. He wasn't aware of the preying eyes and the lusty stare laid upon him. With a fine handful of suds, he stepped astray and pressed his big, furry paw against the jewels of his groin. Fondling them and rubbing off the seasoned smell. "Such a waste" - the thought crossed the sheep's mind as he watched all of the messy, unkempt fur being flushed with water, instead being given to someone to "clean".

A threatening grunt escaped the tiger's throat when a second actor of this lewd scene entered the play and gave his wet ass a firm slap, making an audible splat sound in the room. "Wanking off again? I'd lend you a hand there, but you'd have to earn it on your knees first..." - The grizzly bear joked around as his slightly obese-looking form emerged from the thick steam.

A fluttering in the sheep boy's heart quickened again as he laid his eyes upon the second male entering the hot shower stream. His big, floppy ears splayed down submissively at the very thought, oh so very appealing thought of being held by those thick-furred arms of the bear. Te be his victim and to earn his favour, on his knees and with his nose down the bushy fur of his crotch.

The tiger guard smirked and flexed his arms and body. Exposing his now finely stiff feline pride. Pink skin shined in it's wet, erect form and mesmerized the sneaky boy's mind with the rows of exotic looking fleshy spines that covered the whole length. His cloven hooves made it hard to feel the texture of many things. He used his tongue and lips instead. And this facture... he just wanted to learn how do those spines feel to the touch so badly that a needy whimper came out of his lips and a shiver ran down his spine.

"I would be no fun for you, teddy-bear..." The tiger mocked as he rolled his hips teasingly shaking off the water off of his cock. "You like them to squirm and squeal. When they're small and helpless against your grip. I bet you would not stand up to the task of holding me down, you fat bum."

"Shut up you two... Bartering like some women at a silk seller's shop. How about you both get down, bend your asses and we will see who's the bitch around here!? I will gladly show you who's the alpha male here." An unfamiliar voice yelled from the distance.

The new voice made Sheepie's eyes flicker to the sides searching for it's source trough the steamy room. There he spotted him, in the far end where the spacey jacuzzi tub stood. With a towel thrown over and around his neck, the slender and athletic canine stood all bare-bodied and seemingly heading to the sauna. His charcoal and amber-coloured body made it obvious that he's been a pureblood Rottweiler. Thick arms muscle and broad chest, fitted with a pair of wide hips and dense leg muscle, outlined perfectly and drawn out over the smooth and short coat of his fur. He stepped closer, just like he heard the sheep's thoughts and his subconscious yearning for the dog to come closer. To see how the sheath of his bulged and stretched around the emerging knot. Big enough to work as a gag for his petite muzzle and lodge that hot red rod of flesh into his mouth. Forcing him to breath the air straight from his folded and back-pulled sheath while enjoying the Rottweiler cock defiling the innocent and virgin tongue of his with the sweet taste of being used and humiliated.

But then, there he stopped, halfway the chamber and started to look around. His nostrils flaring as he sniffed at the heavy and moist air. Pondering for a moment, before looking straight towards the air vent. He narrowed his eyes, but only saw the green colour of the leaves and bushes on the other side, so he walked to the side, out of the sight. Only for a moment, before strolling trough the room again and vanishing past the door of the hot steam sauna.

The sheep gulped audibly and took a deep breath as soon as he was sure that the dog did not spot him after all. They did not rose alarm, so carefully he laid down again. Meanwhile, the guards left the showers, making him sigh in resignation. The show was over for now and it was time to sneak out of the place. What he did not expected was the linen bag that was suddenly pulled over his head and tightened around his neck, before some powerful paws pulled him up by the legs and carried away. Somewhere unknown as he could not see, not would he be able to focus on the directions when the panicking breaths and struggling was all he could muster. The bag was thick and allowed only small portion of air that he used rapidly in his fearful struggle, making him drowsy and soon blacking out...

***

He lost the sense of time and had no idea where he's been taken. The only thing he remembered was that he was kidnapped and it filled him with fright. Took him a long while to open his eyes and shake off the blurry vision to finally see that he was sitting in a wooden furnished room. Breathing heavily still, but it wasn't the fear alone, yet the moisture of the air. The door opened with a creak of wooden planks of the floor getting stepped over and closed right after the dog from before entered and walked over to him. Naked and with serious face stepping up to him and following whenever the sheep tried to crawl away and escape. Finally cornered he stopped and shivered as the Rottweiler lifted one leg to pin down his woolly chest and hold him in place as he spoke. "Not so sneaky as you though, eh? Maybe you fooled those two bitches, but you won't hide from my nose. Not when you reek of lust and desire like this... Even now I can smell your body getting hot and mellow."

A hand went to grip sheepie's head-wool and pulled him closer as soon as the paw was removed from his chest. But he could not escape either way when the sweaty sheath-skin pressed against his nose and lips as his face was buried in the dog's crotch. "Think it's polite to peek onto other people like that? You know it's not, but I guess words aren't enough to make you remember that. That's why you'll stay here until you pay your debt to us..."

"Us?..." The sheep whimpered as his eyes went wide when the dog's hand forced his head to brush and rub against the musky sheath and balls. He tried to fight back, but faced the way bigger and stronger male. And the dog wasn't even the biggest of the guards!

"Aye... I felt that scent before, you little shit... Was it a couple of months since you sneaked in to enjoy the sights? Half a year? Maybe longer even. Thing is, I can't say for sure and you have to pay us back for all the fun you had. Now listen well..."

To his frightened sight the guard's red hot meat appeared right there before his face. He blinked in confusion, as he knew that he's been in trouble, but then... the scent... the shape and the most desirable closure to that sexy cock was something he wanted too. And he was given his prize, but not even close to how gentle he would want it to be. Bigger than he calculated by the first sight, the knotted shaft went in to fill his muzzle completely. Even the knot went in past his lips and made his jaw muscle start to burn a little from the overly stretched state. But what made him worry more was the length and the tip that pressed against his uvula and filled his eyes with tears as his body desperately wanted to gag and pull back, held back by the strict grip of the dog's hands.

"We are the guards of this place. Whatever we decided to keep secret, remains a secret known only to us. When we call someone an intruder, he goes to jail. You broke the laws of this place... but..." He made a pause, to pull sheepie off of his cock and let him take a breath. "...but we also have needs. Pride won't let any of us be the bitch to the other. And there you come in. Boys need relief. Some need it so desperately that they thought about leaving the ranks just to have some hot pussy or ass to fuck. I were ordered to keep them in check. And you owe me a big deal now. So let's make a deal."

Sheepie squirmed and tried to back away from the incoming shaft when it once again was forced past his lips. Cutting his breath short and leaving a nasty stain of musk over his tongue and gums as the plump boner went in to fill his hot muzzle like a hand fits into a glove. Shivering and feeling how his body tenses. Hand-hooves loosing their strength and his slender, jumpy legs growing limp against the overpowering oral intrusion.

"You will serve me and those I point out. You will suck, lick and bend over eagerly for any guard that will desire your ass. And you're going to enjoy it, like a good slut. Otherwise we will make sure that you won't see sunlight for a looong time."

The dog gripped his ears and began to thrust. Hard and without care for the boy's sore muscle nor the pleading mewls as he stuffed his throat with full force.

"The choice is yours, boy... You will get raped and used like an object either way. But in opposition to the prisoners, we have some limits. We do not let our toys get broken and do not hurt you without a damn good reason. Also, you will eat and sleep in the barracks, with us. But you're not one of us! Remember that and stay at your place as long as you don't want to be put down to it the hard way. Now... nngh... your first meal at your new home... Enjoy!"

Sheepie could not stop what was about to come. And it came in a volume big enough to yield a fine and healthy litter, if it only ended up in the canine guard's bitch. But in a way, it did. The boy was his bitch now too... His but also each and every single one guard's bitch. The thought that when the big dog's cum bloated his cheeks and forced him to swallow the mud-thick load to be able to breathe. His ears twitching in the afterglow of overpowering humiliation and shame, while his nose wrinkled by the scent of the freshly milked cum that the Rottweiler wiped onto his cheeks as he left the sauna. This was only the beginning or an awfully long and hard day of work. One of the many to come.