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A Boy and His Wolves, Chapter Six
Niall made and served breakfast. Erik placed his plate on the floor.
"You eat on the floor, like a dog from now on" he told the boy. Niall nodded and got down on all fours, eating directly of the plate while Erik ate at the small table. It was his first day as a slave, and he wondered what his life would be like from now on. After he finished eating, Erik took his clothes and packed them up, then gave him a list of chores to do by the time he got back.
"You're never going to wear anything again, so get used to being naked. After you're done with the dishes and cleaning up, wait for me here. Don't leave the tent for anything after the dishes are clean. If you have to go to the bathroom, go out back, and if you just need to piss, piss like a dog, one all fours with one leg up" Erik said, then left the tent and left Niall to work. The large mastiff followed Erik, leaving Niall with Fang and Frost. Niall got to work right away, and by noon, eh was done with all of his chores. He sat down on a pile of furs, wondering what to do.
Frost walked over, licking the boy's balls and making Niall giggle. He watched as Frost pulled off the wrapping around his waist and licked the brand, making Niall flinch. Frost moved closer, licking the boy's face. Niall opened his mouth and let the wolf lick the inside of his mouth, slobbering all over him. The wolf strapped Niall, thrusting at the boy until Niall moved higher up and spread his legs, letting the wolf find his hole as the knot began to grow.
"Frost, is your knot bigger?" Niall asked. Frost yipped at him and thrust his hard cock into the boy, making Niall cry out.
"Ow, you're being rough" he said. The wolf continued thrusting, his hard cock feeling thicker than before as he slid all of it inside the boy. Niall played with the wolf's ears and scratched his neck, enjoying the feeling of the wolf fucking him. He wrapped his legs around the wolf, enjoying the feeling of his warm fur. Niall grunted when he felt the knot hit his sphincter.
"Shit, you are bigger!" Niall said. Fang walked over and licked Niall's face, and the boy opened his mouth to let the wolf lick him. Suddenly, Fang jumped up, putting his paws on the furs and thrusting at Niall's face. He hit the boy's face with his cock a few times, making Niall laugh. He opened his mouth and started sucking Fang's cock, moaning at the taste of the familiar cock. He ran his hands down Fang's back, sucking harder as the wolf's cock slid deeper into his mouth.
Nial lay there, with Frost fucking him and sucking Fang's cock for a while, enjoying the feeling of submission and the pleasure of being fucked. Suddenly, Frost thrust hard, making Niall grunt as the wolf's bigger knot pushed past the tight ring of muscle and tied him. Frost pulled it out, making Niall scream and thrash.
"Oh fuck! That hurt!" he said. Frost thrust again, shoving the knot inside of Niall and resting his body on top of the boy as he began to pump him full. Fang began thrusting harder, panting happily as Niall's lips wrapped around his knot and the boy felt it pop in, then swell up and fill his entire mouth. It was too big for Fang to pull out now, and Niall relaxed into the feeling of being tied at both ends by the powerful wolves. He made small swallowing motions as Fang came into his throat. He squeezed his sphincter around the base of Frost's knot at the same time, keeping them both deep inside him. He stopped petting them, letting his arms drop to his sides as he felt his mind go blank and his entire body fill with pleasure at the feeling. He began to thrust slowly, moving around until he could feel his prostate rub up against the knot inside him, and rubbing his cock on Frost's belly. He kept making small thrusting motions, going faster when he felt himself get closer to cumming. Frost moved on top of him, and Niall wanted to thank him for making it easier for him.
Niall rocked his hips under the wolf, rubbing his cock against Frost and clenching his ass around the knot until he felt the tingling sensation reach the tip of his cock. He moaned into the knot in his mouth as he squirted cum over the wolf's belly and got it on himself. He breathed fast and hard, wondering how he could breathe at all with the giant knot in his mouth and a cock down his throat. He wondered if other boys could cum this easily with something in their holes, or if it was just him; if his body was built this way because the gods knew where he belonged, as a boy meant to serve others. He hoped it was true, that he could cum so easily from having something in his ass because that's what he was supposed to be, a tool for other men and animals to use.
Fang finished, then pulled out his cock as soon as the knot had gone down. Niall took in a deep breath, swirling his tongue around his mouth to get the taste of the wolf's cum. He loved it, it tasted amazing to him, and he wished he could drink it always. Like water.
"Oh FUCK!" Niall screamed as Frost finished and yanked his knot out before it was done going down. Niall touched his hole, holding it with one hand as the pain passed. He lay there for a while, then got up, massaging his sore hole, remembering that it was only last night that Hunter had ripped him open with his giant knot. He walked out back, then remembered Erik's instructions. When he was done, he came back to the tent, followed by both wolves, and went back to lying down.
He looked around the large tent, impressed again by how large a tent Erik had. It was a testament to how good a hunter and raider he was, and Niall imagined that Erik deserved to have him as a slave. It was a stationary tent, since Erik was one of the people who didn't migrate in the winter. He wondered how he was going to manage the winter, if he wasn't allowed to wear any clothes anymore. He hoped that just meant that Erik would keep him inside near the fire.
"Boy, come with me" Erik said, sticking his head inside the tent. Niall got up and walked out, frowning when he saw that Erik wasn't alone. Two other men were with him. Jovar, one of the more mature hunters, who Niall guessed was about thirty, and Horik, a boy about Erik's age. Horik was broad, with huge muscles and an ugly face that scared Niall growing up. He watched as the men handed Erik some pelts. Erik tied a rope to the collar and pulled Niall into the woods. They walked for a while, away from camp, and Niall guessed that they were going to watch Erik whip him. He turned around and saw that Frost, Fang, ad Hunter were following.
They arrived at a large tree, and Niall watched as the two men threw ropes over tall branches and handed the ends to Erik. Erik tied them to Niall's leather bracelets, then the two men pulled until Niall was barely able to touch the ground with his toes. The men tied up the ropes and walked over, grinning at Niall as they touched his ass.
"I changed my mind, Boy." Erik said "I'm not going to whip you. We're going to spank and paddle you instead. until your round little ass is purple and your voice is hoarse from screaming" Erik said. Niall tried to look at them, but found that he couldn't look over his shoulder. Instead, Erik, Jovar, and Horik walked around. Erik showed him a thick leather belt, Jovar held up a thick, narrow paddle that looked like a practice sword, and Horik showed Niall a thick willow switch. Niall gulped at the look on their faces, especially Horik's.
"They already paid, so it doesn't matter how hard you scream or much you beg us to stop, we won't until we're done with your ass" Erik said. Niall nodded and squeezed his eyes shut. He had barely closed his eyes when Erik swung the belt at his ass, the loud crack echoing across the trees a second before Niall screamed.
"Ahhhh fuck!" he screamed as he felt the thick leather belt hit his plump ass cheeks, leaving behind a pink imprint of the belt. Erik handed the belt to Jovar, smiling at the man who shared the same sadistic grin.
Niall's cry echoed around them as Jovar bought the belt to the helpless boy's ass harder than Erik had. He grinned with satisfaction as the saw the skin turn pink. Horik took the belt and took a deep breath, focusing all of his strength on his sing. He struck the boy across the upper ass, making the boy flinch and jump as he screamed.
"FUCKKKK! It HURTS!" the boy screamed, feeling his eyes burn as he began to cry. The three men laughed. Niall jerked and cried out when Erik belted him, then barely had time to take a breath before Jovar took his turn, hitting him so hard that Niall couldn't even scream. He could feel his ass burning with the pain, he could feel the welts forming, and he wondered how long this would go on. He knew that begging them to stop was useless, so he bit his lip and braced himself as Horik took his turn and made Niall cry out and struggle against the bindings.
Erik walked over and caressed the boy's ass, ruing his fingers over the pink skin and giving Niall a squeeze. The boy's ass looked perfect, turning red from the strikes with a few welt marks criss crossing the boy's ass and thighs. He decided it was time to really hurt his slave. He dropped the belt and reached for the switch. He stepped back. placed the switch against the boy's ass, then swung it as hard as he could. He was rewarded with a pained scream from the boy and an instant welt where he had struck. He handed the switch to Jovar and stepped bask, loving the sound the boy made when the man struck him across the ass and made a nice welt appear on the boy's sensitive skin. Horik hit the boy three times in a row, making Niall whine and trash.
Niall kept trying to reach back and touch his ass, to cover it somehow, but all he could was struggle against the ropes. He knew it was useless, but he couldn't help himself as the men took turns switching his ass until Niall could barely scream and his head felt fuzzy and dizzy. He caught his breath and cries helplessly as the men put down the switch and inspected his ass, squeezing it and grabbing it and making Niall cry harder as the pain ran up his back and down his legs. They gave him a break, and by the time Niall managed to stop crying, he realized that he was as hard as he had ever been, and he had been leaking this entire time. As the pain passes, the boy was surprised to discover that he missed it, and despite all of the tears, he had liked it. He wasn't sure if it was the pleasure of serving his master, or if somehow he liked being hurt. He didn't get the time to think about it, because Erik rose the heavy paddle and nodded at the other men, ready to brutalize the boy's ass for another round.
Erik hit him first, making the boy grunt and shake. Somehow, it hurt less, and Niall kind of wished they'd go back to the switch.
"Ohgods!" Niall cried out when Jovar swung the paddle with so much force that it rose Niall's entire body several inches into the air. This time it hurt. His feet barely touched the ground when Horik did the same, sending shortwaves of pain and pleasure through the entire boy's body, making him moan and scream as he felt his ass burn.
Erik picked up the switch, then handed the belt to Jovar. He walked over to Niall and slapped his ass, laughing when the boy flinched and cried out. The boy's behind had turned a deep shade of red, and the contrast between his white skin and red ass aroused Erik. He swung the swtich, grinning when Niall cried out again, his voice hoarse and weak. Jovar belted the boy, then stepped aside as Horik swung the paddle like a club and struck the boy so hard that Erik felt it. They took turns for nearly fifteen minutes, stopping only when the boy stopped screaming and Erik had to check if he was still conscious. He smiled as he saw how beautiful slave hanging there, silently weeping, his tears running clear down to his throat, his eyes squeezed hit and his lips quivering as he shook and moaned. He walked around and ran his fingers over the boy's ass, now purple and swollen, and wasn't able to resist the urge to lean down and bite him, making Niall scream and thrash again. He laughed, then turned to the others.
"I think he's had enough" he said. the two men nodded. Horik pointed at the boy.
"I can still fuck him, right?" He asked. Erik nodded, grinning when the man began to rub oil over his enormous cock. He was a little jealous of how big Horik was, but he wanted to watch Niall take it more than anything else. The man walked over to the boy, taking his hips in his hands and aiming his cock.
"Ghahsfuuckckcaaaahhhhhhh" Niall cried out as he felt the man ram all ten inches of his thick cock straight into him without warning. Horik laughed and began thrusting, making Niall whimper and shake with each painful thrust. His mind went blank, his body shaking as he moaned and whimpered as each thrust slammed the man's hips into his sore ass, making the boy feel like he was being spanked and fucked at the same time.
Erik resisted the urge to jack off, the sight of the short, slender, young boy being taken by a man twice his age and twice his size making him unbelievably hard. He watched until Horik grunted and came, then pushed him aside and began thrusting furiously into the boy, feeling himself cum way too fast as the boy's warm hole enveloped his throbbing cock. He grunted and slapped the boy's ass as he stepped away, letting Jovar take his turn.
Erik rested on the ground as Jovar came, then spanked Niall a bit for good measure, laughing when he discovered that Niall had cummed all over himself while getting fucked. The men rested, then untied Niall and let him rest, cuddled against Erik, his arms wrapped around the older boy's neck as he wept into his shoulder.
Erik attached the rope to the collar, then lead everyone back, smiling as a few people noticed the condition of Niall's ass and congratulated him. Niall blushed red, but felt himself blushing with pleasure as well as shame. Once back in the tent, Niall curled up against Erik and thanked him.
"If you were free right now, and you knew that I was going to do this to you, would have still out the collar on?" Erik asked. Niall blushed and nodded.
"Yes, Master" he said. Erik smiled.
"You know this is just the beginning of what I have planned for you?" he asked. Niall nodded.
"Yes, Master. I know. I love you" he said. Erik grinned and slapped the boy's ass, making him flinch and cry out.
"Good, now get some rest. I know I'm tired" he said.