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The last thing Lycan remembered what King coming back after an eternity of nothing but need and denial and being used. For what had felt like years... Or... Maybe weeks... The wolf had finally come back for him. Not just to use him gently, but to actually scoop the horny, feminized dragon in to his strong arms and carry him from that accursed, dark room. Lycan's muzzle had been dripping with cum, and the fake female slit his legs was in a similar state. His cock and balls physically ached with need, poor Lycan having bee edged and denied for the entire two months he'd been trapped in that room.

But now the need was starting to die away, Lycan realized. He was still painfully horny, desperate for stimulation, but now that he wasn't constantly under intense stimulation he could finally think clearly again. Much like the first time he'd been abducted, Lycan's senses were a little hazy. The need to cum was at the forefront of his mind, but for now, he tried to figure out what was going on...

Wherever he was, it was bright. Lycan squinted his eyes to try and see past the lights, but as unfocused as they were from 'sleep', that was a little hard. Lycan attempted to rub them, but - unsurprisingly - he found them bound beneath him. Attempting to wiggle revealed Lycan was on his hands and knees, tail raised and strapped to a collar around his neck... And a large plug in his rear! This, combined with the tight squeeze of latex and the throbbing of his cock, made Lycan blush a little in his tight suit. As his eyes cleared, Lycan looked down his muzzle to find that things were a bit different; Instead of the red of his Slave Suit, Lycan saw only black, normal latex... Though, in the shape of a dog's muzzle!

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

Lycan would have jumped out of both his skin and the latex suit if he wasn't strapped down. Whoever was speaking was either really loud, or he was near some very powerful speakers. More lights flipping on around him revealed that it was, surprisingly, the former. Through the glare of the lights, Lycan could make out the form of a border collie standing off to the side of him, clad in nothing but his birthday suit and more than a little excited. He was grinning out towards the blinding lights in front of them, and Lycan once more attempted to squint through the glare to see where he was.

What he saw was more than a little unsettling; He saw dozens and dozens of bodies, all of them black silhouettes against the light, and all of them shuffling eagerly. W-What? Where had Lycan been placed now!? He hoped King hadn't shipped him off back to Argus's lab... The Collie broke that train of thought and, while it did little to help Lycan's nerves, revealed there was something much different at play here.

"Welcome to 'King's Kink Palace's' annual 'slave' auction! We've got a nice, ripe selection of volunteers this year, and having tested a few of them myself, I can assure you that this year is something special! Our centerpiece tonight, as you can see on my right, is one 'Lycan Wolf.' King's been letting him marinate for two whole months in constant chastity, always stimulated and never allowed to release. And man, is he good at oral! What he's wearing right now is only one of many options, to boot! We've got his Slave Ball, which has near-limitless customization potential, we've got a pony bondage set, we've even got the equipment bind him up like a dog for the duration of your ownership, forced to walk on his hands and knees!"

There were a few cheers and whistles from the crowd, and Lycan felt his heart drop. Damn it! Just when he'd thought King might really not be all that bad a guy, he went and pulled something like this! Lycan was more hurt than angry, but his mind had no place for such dark thoughts for very long. The Collie walked casually over to him and, after giving him a wink, reached beneath the dragon to give his cock a single, strong tug.

Lycan 'howled' in to his muzzle, which drew a few laughs from the crowd. He bucked forward again and again, even after the Collie's paw left his shaft. Just that single stroke had left him near what felt like the best orgasm of his life! His head was immediately swimming in hormones, but he tried to fight them back, not wanting to be blitzed on need if he was about to be sold in to slavery. The Collie followed up with a firm smack to his exposed rear, netting a 'yip' through the specially-made muzzle, before finally giving a yank on the toy in Lycan's rear.

Lycan started whimpering and thrusting immediately. The vibrations were oh so gentle and low, but one of the ridges was pressed right against his prostate, and sent tiny shockwaves and sparks shooting up his cock. His knot was swollen in less than a minute, and his cock leaked pre almost at an alarming rate. All this from just a gentle tease? Lycan was almost scared to know how hard he'd cum... If he were ever allowed to again. Lycan had little hopes that these people were interested in what he wanted.

"Bidding starts at three thousand dollars! A very modest starting price for a slave with so much potential!"

From there on, it was Lycan trying not to have a panic attack... Or a heart attack, from how hard his heart was pounding in need. Just that tiny vibration in his rear was driving him insane, and his need ever higher. He was thrusting the air before he knew it, much to the amusement of the bidders, and his whimpers only grew with every new bid.

Finally, after what felt like hours, really only one, the bids seemed to be down to two people. Lycan had tuned out long, long ago, but now that it was the same two voices calling out again and again, they were starting to break his haze of need.

"Twelve thousand!"

"Thirteen thousand!"

"Damn it... Thirteen five-hundred!"

"Fifteen thousand!"

Lycan's eyes went wide. He knew that voice... It was King! He could hear murmuring in the crowd, and through the glare of the lights, he saw a shadowy form sit down. There was cheering and clapping - and little more angry grumbling - and the auctioneer clapped along as well.

"We have a winner, folks! It seems King likes his own pet so much that he's bought him himself! Sorry Alphonse, better luck next year! Maybe you can come find me after this, and I'll throw a dog my bone, so to speak... Flirting aside, let's move on to our next volunteer slave, a nice little kitty with a bosom softer than silk... Do I hear two thousand?"

The Collie's voice grew quieter and quiet as Lycan was rolled off-stage and in to the holding area, dildo still buzzing away in his rear, still thrusting, still so pent up... Lycan continued to moan and whine, but it was another three hours before the auction was over, and the bidders allowed to pick up their winnings. Lycan had nearly completely lost his mind by this time, but King was quick to salvage it.

"My, My... Seems my new pet is all pent up." The Wolf chuckled, giving the toy in Lycan's rear a tug and shutting it off. Lycan howled and bucked harder at first, but now that the constant, teasing pleasure was gone, he eventually came back around to his senses. He looked up at King with big, pleading eyes, breathing hard and still thrusting gently in to the air. He needed to cum so bad...

"Hmm... What to do with my new pet? I am your master now, after all... It's up to me whether or not I let you 'off the chain'."

Lycan grunted and squirmed and whined, nodding his head, trying to beg to cum. He didn't care if King had almost sold him as a slave, he wanted an orgasm if the wolf was willing to give him one! Luckily for him, King hadn't been lying when he said the tough asshole thing was an act. King simply chuckled again and patted Lycan on the head, and reached down between his legs to rapidly tug and squeeze Lycan's knot.

Lycan's eyes rolled back in his head, and his hips bucked hard. The force of his orgasm nearly caused the dragon to pass out, but he held on, wanting to enjoy what he'd waited so long for. Shot after incredibly heavy shot of seed blasted from his tip and splattered his stand, a few streaks hitting his latex-clad stomach, chin and chest. King simply kept tugging and squeezing, amplifying the pleasure, making his orgasm go on and on and on. It was nearly a minute later that Lycan finally collapsed as much as his bondage would allow, panting hard, shuddering in pleasurable aftershocks. The only orgasm that rivaled this was the one he got once he was finally freed from the Labs...

"Mmm... Oh yes, you'll do very well, Lycan. I'll treat you with nothing but love and kindness, like a good Master should... Shhh, shhh... Sleep now, my pet, sleep. You'll be home very soon..."

Lycan found it harder and harder not to listen to King's cooing. Between the intensity of his orgasm and how tired he was from thrusting and squirming, Lycan was going quick. King's gentle pets only made it worse, and before he knew it, Lycan was passed out. His last thoughts were of how he wouldn't mind being King's pet too much if every orgasm felt this mindblowing...