The Fox and the Wolves

A Story by RedFang - phineas@mindspring.com

        I didn't know how much longer I could keep this up.  I was
beginning to look at death as a release, and maybe it would be easier
to just give myself to them, and end this constant fear, this eternal
stealing of ragged breaths into burning lungs to prolong my agony, and
in my death feed a few others for a day or two.  It would be quick, I
knew -- wolves didn't play with their prey until after it was dead, at
least.  
	Pausing for a moment, I leaned up against a tree, panting.  I
couldn't allow myself to think that way.  They had destroyed my home,
slaughtered my mate.  Famine or no, there was no excuse for their
cruelty.  I couldn't make them pay, but I could at least give them a
merry chase and maybe steal my life back out of their paws. 
	A scent was on the air pulled me from my reverie -- wolf.  I
couldn't tell where itwas coming from, as their musk was everywhere,
even on my own fur, but it was fresh. They were coming again.  With a
heavy sigh, I chose a direction, praying to the Gods that it might be
the right one, and loped off, hoping to conserve my energy for at
least a little bit.   A deep growl soon told me that my effort was
wasted.  "Stop there, kit -- we've spent enough energy on getting your
miserable flesh already." 
	I obeyed, knowing that to attempt to run would be only to
prolong my doom. I scanned the woods quickly, looking for patches of
fur among the trees, but their camouflage was superior to my eyes.
Licking my lips nervously, I laid down, waiting for the feel of hot
breath on my neck, teeth snapping through my spine and the brief warm
wetness of my own blood soaking through my fur before my life came to
a quick end.  
	"On your feet, fox.  Neither I nor my kin take pleasure in
killing the helpless.  Besides... we may be able to spare you, should
you be able to serve us in some other fashion."
	I stood up, slowly, carefully, still half-expecting a dozen
wolves to set upon me from all sides.  My mind raced, calculating odds
of escape, and trying to decipher what he had said.  Other fashion?
Suddenly, my head cleared, and it clicked into place.  They were
considering taking me not as meat, but as slave. My jaw clenched,
revulsion running through me at the thought.  My life, spent in
servitude to these beasts -- death would be less cruel, and I would
take that path if it meant ripping my throat out with my own...
	A shock of pain ran through my nerves, fire erupting from my
left cheek as a wet trickle of blood ran down my neck.  I spun, my
head reeling from the blow, but managed to keep my balance, squinting
to see where my attacker stood.  As my vision slowly cleared, I saw
that there was none to be seen.  
	"Cowards," I hissed, rubbing my chin gently with a paw then
moving it away, looking at the blood that covered it. 
	"Enough of that.  You are at our mercy -- you should be
grateful that we may choose to spare your life.  You will see our
faces soon enough, kitten." 
	A soft growl rumbled in my throat, a snarl twisting my lips.
Then suddenly I was on my chest, teeth pricking lightly against the
back of my neck, heavy fur pressing against my back.  No less than
half a dozen wolves soon stood around me, some smirking, some merely
looking at me impassively -- none without hunger in their eyes, and I
felt for more than my flesh.   My eyes darted about, and I quickly
verified that they were all male, including the one whose sheath was
pressed into my leg.  His tongue licked at my neck, and I quickly
realized that there was a little more than sheath there.  
	One of the wolves padded forward a few steps.  "Off of him, so
that we can look at him properly.  A paw roughly gripped the scruff of
my neck, pulling me to my feet that I could regard the wolf who spoke.
He was about a foot taller than me, and scarred in places. His fur was
grey, mixed with white, brown and black, and matted in places.  The
white-ish fur extended down from his chin, across his chest to his
sheath and balls, and his tail wagged slowly behind him.  The other
wolves watched him carefully -- he was the alpha without question.  As
his eyes moved slowly over my body, a bit of pink lupine cock peeked
from the end of his sheath, and he growled softly. 
	"Yes... you will do splendidly.  So full of spirit as well...
I'm sure you'll be a challenge to train.  I enjoy challenges such as
you..." He looked to the wolf holding my neck.  "Collar him, and get
him on his knees so that he can be marked." 
	The wolf nodded, and looked to another, who passed him a thick
leather collar, which he fastened around my neck tightly, then took a
leash from another, attaching it to a solid steel ring on the collar.
As he fixed the collar, I snarled, twisting and lunging for the wolf's
throat.  He dodged out of the way, grinning, and swept my feet out
from under me, quickly stepping on my back, grinding hard against my
spine.  I whined softly at the pain and frustration, then glanced up
to the alpha, who was standing over me.  
	"Not a wise thing... violence against your masters is a *very*
serious offense, kitten.  You will be punished soon enough -- but
first," he paused, smirking a little, "you must be marked."
	He took his pointed cocktip in his pawfingers, and, grinning,
aimed it down at my face.  Somehow, I couldn't comprehend what he was
planning to do... until a hot yellow stream splashed against my
muzzle, filling my nostrils with the heavy scent of wolf piss. His
urine soaked my fur, burning in the fresh claw-marks raked across my
cheek, and I locked my jaw, clenching my eyes shut in rage and
frustration.  The stream moved back, soaking the fur of my back to my
tailbase, then quickly splattered up to my muzzle again.  
	"Open your mouth, slave, and drink.  You are ours in every way
-- not just your soaking fur."
	I paused, something else nudging at the edges of my
consciousness. I searched for a moment, smelling nothing but the heavy
aroma of lupine piss, then realized -- my sheath was hardening! I
cursed myself; how could I be getting aroused now? My life as a free
vulpine had come to an end.  I was to be a slave for the rest of my
days, and in some perverse way, I found myself liking the thought.  
	"Open, or you will be punished, slave!" 
        I gave in to my lust, and opened my muzzle, letting the wolf's
salty golden stream splash against my tongue, and gulped it down.  The
strong gamey taste of wolf piss filled my mouth, and I found myself
liking it, swallowing more down eagerly, disappointed that I had to
close my muzzle and lose some splashing against my already soaked
fur... and then it trickled to a stop as I whined through my nose,
wanting more.
	"With my scent, and my piss, I mark you as my own.  What is
mine, is of the whole pack.  From this day onward, fox, you shall
exist only to please us.  Do you understand?"
	I licked my lips, thinking and tasting the piss that soaked my
fur.  I had little choice left, and somehow I was no longer so
bothered by the idea.  I looked up at the wolf, seeing him in a new
light. "Yes, master. I shall obey your every command, and do all that
I can to pleasure you, and your packmates." 
	He grinned a little, and knelt down, stroking my wet fur with
a paw gently.  "Good... you will find a home with us, little one.  In
return for your servitude, your submission, and your love, we will
protect you as one of our own.  Your only concern shall be our
happiness," then gently licked my nosepad, smiling gently for the
first time at me, affection in his eyes.  "And now, my slave, as you
seem to enjoy it so much, I shall let my beta mark you as well."  He
looked at a wolf who had come forward, now
standing at his side.  "Mark him well, and be sure to give him plenty
to drink," he said with a grin, "as he seemed to be quite thirsty..."
	I looked at the beta expectantly, keeping my head down but my
eyes up as I licked my lips. "On your back, slave." I complied,
rolling over onto my back in complete submission, waving my paws in
the air a little.  The alpha reached a paw over to the beta, and
squeezed his sheath gently before taking a few steps back to watch.
The wolf now standing over me glanced back at the alpha, smiling, then
padded around to my feet, pushing his sheath back a little to take his
cocktip in his fingers.  
	The wolf relaxed visibly, sighing softly as a gentle trickle
came from his cock, quickly strengthening into a steady stream,
splashing hotly against my chest.  I watched as my fur stained a
golden yellow, the scent of the alpha's urine mixing with this wolf's
piss.  He moved his cock and hips a little, soaking my chest, belly
and crotch thoroughly before moving his stream up my neck to my
muzzle, which I opened eagerly, catching the sparkling stream in my
mouth.  I gulped it down quickly, filling my belly with warm wolf
piss, and savored the taste filling my mouth, salty and strong.   All
too soon, though, it was done, and his stream slowly dribbled across
my chest and belly, moving a little to stain the fur of my legs as
well before trickling completely to a stop.  
	I whimpered softly, looking back up to my master, the alpha,
for instructions.  "On all fours.  You shall please each of us in
turn, using your muzzle and your tailhole.  If we are pleased with
your performance, we may let you cum.  If not..." His voice trailed
off, and he smirked down at me.  "If not, you shall be punished
accordingly." 
	I nodded, and quickly rolled over, picking myself up onto all
fours and raising my tail high, licking my lips in readiness to please
my masters.  A part of me still wondered if I might escape this, but I
no longer cared.  Something had broken -- I wasn't the fox I once was.
A lust for freedom still burned in me -- but other lusts had surpassed
it.  I had willingly submitted, and there was no going back now, or at
least not just yet. A cocktip rubbed at my tailhole, followed by the a
long slurp from a warm wet tongue.  The beta stood before me, and I
flicked my tongue out, lapping at his balls and up his sheath, curling
my tongue a little around his the pink that was showing.
	The cock in front of me slid a little further from its sheath,
and I licked up it slowly, feeling its soft warm surface under my
tongue, and the strong taste of wolf.  Behind me, a few more laps
across my tailhole, then I felt him pressing in, gently at first, then
he paused, seeming to reconsider.  Suddenly a sharp hot pain erupted
in my tailhole, and I yelped, knowing he was in, filling me with his
big wolfmeat, pushing more gently now, his sheath pressing against my
tailhole, then back as his still uninflated knot slide in easily.  The
pain slowly subsided, leaving me with a wonderful feeling of fullness,
my cock slipping free of its sheath as well.  I growled, and licked
quickly across the beta's cock, coaxing it from its home.  
        The beta's cock soon stood completely erect, glistening
against his belly.  He looked down at me, and softly said, "Open wide,
my slave..." He then reached down, holding my muzzle with a paw, and
quickly thrust his shaft into my throat, his knot pressed into my
muzzle as well. I gagged a little, then sealed my lips around his
shaft, my throat expanding to accommodate him.   The wolf behind me
began thrusting quickly into my tailhole, nudging my prostate gently;
at the same time, the beta began to thrust as well, facefucking me
hard.  My tailhole clenched tight around the intruder, waves of
pleasure running through me from the rubbing at my hidden pleasure
spot, and I sucked eagerly on the wolfcock filling my muzzle, rapidly
running my tongue along the underside, coaxing his precum into my
throat and wanting ever more. 
	Soon, I felt a knot expanding in my ass, and another in my
muzzle, and realized that I would be tied from both ends in the very
near future.  I sucked harder, my mind concentrating fully on serving
my masters, pulling their cum from them as fiercely as possible so
that I might not be punished.  As the wolves' approached their
climaxes, their thrusting became harder, my jaw aching with trying to
remain firmly closed around the huge knot filling my muzzle.  My
tailhole was sore already, and I whined softly, the pleasure running
through me from my prostate almost unbearable.  It was nearly
impossible to fight the urge to reach a paw back to caress my cock,
but I knew that would only bring a more severe punishment.  Just when
I thought that this would never end, the wolf behind me howled, his
knot swelling completely in my anus as his  hot wolfcum splashed
against my bowels, pulsing through his cock to fill me.  At almost the
same time the wolf in front of me grabbed my head, pressing me into
his crotch roughly, making it almost impossible to breathe through his
thick fur as his cock spurted into my throat.  I held my tongue
against the underside of his cock, feeling each bit of cum pulse
through it and into my belly, and swallowed quickly.  Each wolf slowly
relaxed, leaning against me from each side, their wolfmeat still
slowly filling me from both ends with spunk.  
	Finally, each knot swelled enough to let them pull away, and
new wolves came to take their place, some pissing on me before their
cocks were drained, marking me as theirs as well. I drank what I
could, letting the rest soak my still damp fur, covering me all the
way to the skin in the scent of wolf.  One by one, the entire pack
took advantage of me from both ends, till I had six wolf's loads fill
my stomach and my intestines. By the end, I was exhausted, and just
hoping for each one to finish quickly.  The alpha looked at me, my
cock hanging under my belly, painfully in need of release after my
fucking, then looked at the rest of the wolves.
	"Has he performed adequately?" 
	The wolves looked at each other, exchanging some grins and
talking amongst themselves for a bit.  The beta wolf eventually
stepped forward. 
	"While his service was commendable, he tired quickly, and
those whose turns fell late are very disappointed in him.  We believe
that he should be punished for this incompetence." 
	My head fell -- despite all my efforts, I was still not good
enough.  I looked at the alpha fearfully, waiting to hear his reply.,
my tail between my legs. 
	"Very well -- it shall be done.  Slave, stand and accept your
punishment..."

To be continued pending sufficient interest. :)