Chapter 0 - The Merchandise

Outside, it was a high class hotel styled in a Victorian manner, usable only by those registered. Inside though, The Merchandise was a very different story. Completely naked girls and boys, some barely over 16, were lead around by leashes. Money was exchanged on all sides alongside gulps of nervousness. Two police officers exited the manager's office, slightly fatigued but looking very satisfied.

On the southwest side near the door, two figures stood talking. One of them, a male, was slightly shorter than most of his kind, but very muscular. Long white fur decorated his body. The other, a large female covered in thick brown fur, held a leash that ran to a strip of red on a male sheep's neck. While the sheep sat in silence, he was shaking madly, though the white coating around his body had not been cut for the past week. A bright red plastic cage stood out between his loins.

"So how long has he been caged?" The snow wolf asked.

"17 days." The bear's deep voice answered.

The wolf's eyebrows raised. "And he's already begging for release? How lightweight."

"He's fresh, Mr Andreas. What do you expect?" She asked. "I've already tested his ass and it's as tight as a drum."

"Mistress, please-" The young sheep began.

"Silence, boy." The bear scolded him before turning to the wolf. "So, he's 200. Sound fair to you? He's already docile, so he won't take much training."

The wolf crossed his arms and thought for a second or two. "I'll add on a extra 50 for a crop and a wand." The sheep's fearful eyes met his and he added "Just in case. I'll also take him now."

"Not going to try him out first?" the bear asked, signalling for the extra toys with one-handed motions.

"I'll break him in at home." He heard his new purchase's whimper of fear as he handed over the money. 

Within a minute, the crop and wand were handed to the wolf in a small knapsack. The bear gave Andreas the sheep's leash, and the new purchase stood up. He was shaking hard, but dutifully followed the snow wolf outside the building and into the night.

The BDSM subculture was alive and very open in Kingsheart City, which had both advantages and drawbacks. For instance, it was impossible to tell when someone leading a slave along on a leash was a Master/Mistress or a slaver. A drawback for the police, but a serious advantage for the slave trade. Andreas luckily didn't run into any officers on the drive back home with his new purchase.

Andreas' house wasn't anything special-a one bedroom two-floored place in a quiet suburban neighbourhood. He parked the car in the drive and got out. The sheep followed him inside, looking very nervous. The scent of grilled bacon was still strong, despite lunchtime having been 3 hours ago. Black and silver lotus patterns lined the walls leading up the stairs, and the ceiling was also silver.

"Upstairs and to the right." The wolf commanded. The slave immediately followed his direction. The wolf paused a second to appreciate the way the sheep's ass swayed side to side before heading up himself. The sheep waited by the bed, hands and legs shaking slightly.

"First, let's test your restraint." Andreas took a small key that the bear had given him from his jean pocket.

"I-I have none, Sir." Came a reply.

"Did I just hear you talk out of turn?" Andreas asked. The sheep gasped fearfully upon realizing his mistake. Andreas spoke as he walked to the slave "We can't have any of that." The wolf placed the chastity cage's key in the tiny padlock and twisted. The cage pulled off in one smooth motion. "Now; legs together, arms behind your back." 

The sheep gulped, but did as told. He looked pretty cute in such a submissive position. His woolen thighs touching, his cock flopping in front of him, his head turned downwards, his breath coming in nervous rags. Andreas almost felt bad about what he was about to do. But lessons had to be taught.

"10 strikes should teach you your lesson." The wolf took the crop from the bag and ran his fingers along it. A sturdy handle with a thin shaft, but a broad end, with two small holes to cut down air resistance. "Wouldn't you agree?"

The sheep gulped and very slowly nodded his head. The wolf drew back the crop before swishing it down. The smack of leather against skin echoed around the room, and after a second the ugly red mark appeared on the sheep's cock. The sheep whimpered slightly. A second swish, a second smack, a second red mark. A third, a fourth, a fifth, and now the sheep was biting his lip to prevent him from making a sound. A sixth, a seventh, an eight, and the wolf paused. He could see a tear rolling down the sheep's cheek and couldn't bring himself to do any more.

"I'll give you the last two strikes tomorrow." the wolf told the sheep, putting the crop away. "Pick the cage up." The cage slipped back onto the sheep's bruised cock easily, although he whimpered again as the wolf clicked the padlock back into place. "I was going to test restraint by asking you to stroke yourself, but I doubt that will work now. So, let's see how much of your training was them teaching you how to service a cock instead." Seeing the look on the sheep's face, he added "You may speak."

"Tha-thank you, s-Sir." The sheep gave a small bow "Th-they didn't train me... with m-men much..."

"Thought a girl would get to you first, huh?" Andreas smiled. "That just means I can teach you how to suck cock personally."

"Y-" But the sheep clamped up quick.

Andreas smiled as he unbuckled his jeans. "You learn fast. You may speak while servicing my cock, but not if it interrupts your actions."

The sheep nodded. The wolf slid his jeans and boxers down his legs and lay back on the bed. The sheep made his way over and clambered onto the bed. The sheep's tongue ran over the wolf's crotch, sending a wave of pleasure throughout his body. Another lick, another wave of pleasure. Andreas could already feel his cock hardening. A third lick, and the wolf's knot began to slowly emerge from it's sheath, bulbous and pulsing slightly. The sheep's mouth hung open as it was revealed to him. 

"Holy shit..." the sheep murmured. Andreas couldn't fault him for speaking: every one of his boyfriends had had pretty much the same reaction. Most couldn't take it all, which is why Andreas had gone to The Merchandise in the first place. 

The sheep's tongue already ran from the base of Andreas' cock to the very tip. The wolf shuddered with the pleasure. Another lick along the side, another shudder. Rather than feeling like sandpaper as the old adage said, the sheep's tongue was both very soft, and very eager. Andreas was surprised at his readiness; they must have done a good job on him at The Merchandise.

"Aah..." the wolf sighed "For just 17 days... They've trained you well..."

"I'm... n-not that into g-girls... anyway, s-Sir..." the sheep blushed, his tongue now teasing pre from the tip.

That explained it. "Then lucky you... for being bought... by a hunk like me..." Andreas joked.

"A very handsome hunk at that." The sheep muttered, almost quiet enough that Andreas didn't hear. He was already starting to like his new purchase.

The sheep's lips engulfed the wolf's cock and a small bulge appeared in his throat. The surge of bliss shot through Andreas like lightning. The sheep began to suck, deep and long. He was breathing through his nose, so he wouldn't need to pull back while relishing the wolf's meat. He clearly wasn't as innocent as he looked; Andreas knew they didn't teach that trick at the Merchandise.

The eager sheep's head began to rapidly descend onto the wolf's thick cock, each pull backward evoking a small gag. Andreas sighed and grunted in time with the sheep fucking his own throat with the wolfmeat; it felt so tight, and the tongue lashed at every possible side of the cock. His purchase was already making up for the cost. That in mind, the wolf was pretty anxious to feel the sheep's rear.

"That's enough oral." Andreas told his purchase, sitting up. The sheep seemed reluctant to abandon his service of the wolf's cock, but pulled back. 

Sensing what his master wanted, the sheep clambered onto the bed and got on an elbow and knees, using a hand to pull an asscheek apart, showing his hole. Not wasting time, the wolf sucked on a finger and ran it around his purchase's rim, lubing it for his cock. He got onto his knees behind the sheep and rubbed his pre-and the sheep's spit-around the edge as he slowly eased his way inside. The sheep pushed back slightly, something that surprised the wolf.

Then, in one motion, the wolf grabbed the sheep's thick coat and pulled. Andreas' cock pushed fully into the sheep's hole, forcing a squeal of unmistakable delight out of the new slave. The sheep, almost unconsciously, grabbed one of the pillows and clutched it tightly. 

"Ah... Big... Nice... Uh..." the sheep muttered incoherently into the fabric. The wolf suppressed a chuckle. He somehow doubted the pillow was a captive audience to the sheep's almost inaudible whispers.

The wolf began to pump into the sheep's tight hole, deep and hard, but found it was too tight for fast movements. For now. The wolf drilled into the sheep relentlessly, each push prompting more lust-filled murmurs that Andreas found himself enjoying the sound of. He pushed as deeply as he could, his purchase's hole as tight as a miser's purse.

As he felt the sheep's rear start to give a little bit, the wolf's thrusts became short and fast. He barely pushed in halfway, but at least now he wasn't breaking the sheep in. His grip on the woollen coat tightened and his cock dug in a little deeper with each thrust, the sheep's sphincter opening gradually, thrust by thrust.

Andreas felt himself break in to the point his bulbous knot touched the entrance, and the sheep let out a cry of pleasure, shaking madly. Raising an eyebrow, the wolf reached down and brushed the plastic cage to feel the sheep's cum on his fingers. "Wow, cumming just from that? You really are an anal slut, aren't you?" he asked, punctuating the last two words with two thrusts all the way to the knot. The sheep could only nod rapidly into the pillow in answer, his mind too clouded by pleasure to do anything else.

Knowing now that his prey had opened completely, Andreas began to rapidly pump the sheep's tender asshole. Each thrust emitted a squeal of pain and pleasure from the recipient of the wolf's cock. The sheep thrust back against the wolf however, his own caged cock dripping cum onto the bed with every push. The slave was so tight, and his muffled moans of rapture sounded blissful coupled with the sounds of the wolf's hips slamming into the sheep's rear.

The wolf felt the inner pressure building quickly, the sheep's asshole milking it faster than he'd thought. Instinct overriding all else, Andreas pulled hard on the woollen coat two times, then pushed into the sheep's tightness whole and felt his knot expand. His cum shot into the sheep's ass, prompting a grunt of dominance from the wolf and a sigh of "Yeessssssssoooo... ffffuaaaah." from the sheep. 1, 2, 3, 4 long shots of cum pulsed through the wolf's knot before it began to deflate.

The wolf pulled out of the sheep and fell onto the bed. His purchase fell next to him, panting. For some time they just lay there, enjoying the afterglow. For 5 seconds? 15 minutes? Maybe a full hour? Andreas wasn't sure.

"S-Sir?" the sheep asked tentatively.

"Hmm?"

"Thank you..." The wolf raised a curious eyebrow. "For being gentle at first..."

"Hmm. Much better than the treatment you got at the market, right?" The snow wolf teased.

The sheep stayed silent, not wishing to speak ill of them. His nervous gulp betrayed his fear.

"Well, you needn't worry about them anymore." Andreas told him warmly, pulling the sheep closer to him. His other arm snaked around the woolen coat and he embraced his purchase. "You've got a Master who'll feed you, protect you, and fuck you until you're a drooling mess every day."

"O-okay, sir..." the sheep answered, cheered up by the wolf's words. He even returned the hug after a pause. "I-I think I could get used to this new life."

Andreas just smiled and hugged the sheep closer. He got the feeling he was going to get used to having a cute slave around the house. "Just so we're clear..."

"Yes, Sir?" the sheep asked.

"If you keep fulfilling your duties to the standard you did tonight, I might unlock your cage. Might." He teased.

The sheep smiled and nuzzled the wolf's chest. "I can't wait..."