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Great story… This is part #1…

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FoxHump
Part 1
This is a M/M/M furry story featuring NC anal and oral sex. As a note, this takes place several
hundred years in the past whereas most of my prior stories have been more contemporary. It's
a kind of feudal society where cats rule the roost for now with other animals being subservient
to them. I also want to say I in no way endorse the sport of fox hunting, I find it cruel and

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disgusting, it just made for a good tale in this case. Hope you enjoy. ?

Fritz sighed as the guard clicked the chain to his metal collar and led him out
of his cell. The beaten fox lowered his ears and obediently followed the
guard through the dank stone hallways of the dungeon he'd been living in the
last few days. He reflected on his situation and what would likely become of
him as he shuffled along behind the big canine. It was tough being a fox in
this world, he thought. They were treated as slaves by the feline races that
were in power. Foxes whose wills could be beaten were used as concubines,
the stronger ones as cheap labour. Those that were too strong willed were
exterminated. Things weren't all that much better for the guard or his kind
either Fritz thought. Canines were used for their muscle, as servants and
guards, but were still second-class citizens.

After a relatively short walk, they reached their destination. Fritz was lined up
with five other foxes in a dank, old stable. He looked up and down the sad
lineup of his fellow vulpines as he walked past to be chained to the ankle of
the fox at the end of the line. They all appeared to be in about the same
shape he was. All were muddy, their fur rather ruffled looking, and their eyes
ranged from fearful to dead acceptance. All wore only tiny loin clothes to
provide them the only dignity they had left as they were not allowed to wear
the opulent clothing that was reserved for felines only. Even the most chosen
of the guards wore very minimal armor to protect them.

The guards snapped to attention suddenly, signaling the arrival of a feline.
Fritz turned to see who was entering the old stable. It was a young aristocrat,
a black panther. He surveyed the half dozen foxes with a highly critical eye,
listing their strengths and weaknesses mentally.

"Too old" he sneered at the first one. Truth be told, the fox was only
middle-aged, but years of slavery had taken a toll on him.

"Too fat" the panther viciously slapped a slightly chubby young fox to the
ground.

Fritz gulped to himself; he didn't know what would be worse. To be found
wanting in some way, or to be accepted for whatever this feline had in mind.

The panther dismissed the next three foxes as if they were nothing, and
eventually got to Fritz. He had been about to give up on this lot, and
thoroughly chastise his guards for picking such a dire collection of slaves,
but he stopped when he got to Fritz.

Fritz quivered a bit under the dark cat's gaze. The panther looked him up
and down slowly, giving him a good deal more attention than the others.

Fritz was small, even for a fox. He stood only five feet tall, but was quite fit,
with a trimmed physique and no excess fat. With that, and his round cubbish
face, he looked a good deal younger than he really was. What really caught
the panther's attention were his eyes though. The young fox had the most
amazing emerald green eyes. If the panther had had a heart it would have
melted to see those eyes filled with the pain and defeat that they were now.
Unluckily for Fritz, the panther possessed no such thing and only found the
fox to be a pretty young specimen of an inferior species. Therefore, he was
perfect for the game.

The following day…

Fritz was pulled along, sometimes stumbling to keep up, by his bound paws.
They were now in the middle of a field between the town and the
neighbouring forest. He looked around at the gathered crowd. It was made
up off the aristocrats of the town, all the lords and ladies dressed in all their
finery. Off to the side, Fritz could smell them before he saw them, two
wolves sat hunched in a cage that was far too small for them.

"Ladies and Gentlemen", the panther began with a purr. "I'm sure you all are
wondering why I have asked you out here on this fine day. Well, you are
here to make a wager, a new type of bet on who will win a race. The runner
will be this fine, young specimen of the vulpine race."

The panther indicated to Fritz with a grand gesture. "You can place your
money on this fine fox, or" and he turned to indicate the cage "You can bet
against him. Wage that these two vicious lupines will win the challenge."

As he indicated them, one of the wolves, a large gray male, stood up. He
pressed his back against the top of the cage for the tenth time that day. His
six-foot tall body was aching from being cramped in a four-foot tall cage,
and he longed to break out and run. He companion in captivity, a red wolf,
looked up at him with boredom in his eyes, knowing full well that they would
not get out until the panther wanted them to.

"What exactly is the challenge?" Someone in the audience asked for
clarification.

With a wide grin, the black feline responded. "The challenge is survival of
the fittest my dear chap. We are going to let this fox go you see. Then
we're going to set these two slavering beasts after him. Will the fox escape,
or will he be caught, you decide and place your bet."

Fritz's eyes went wide as he heard what was going to happen to him, he
couldn't believe it. He was fast, sure but could he outrun two wolves,
especially in his rather emaciated condition. The crowd was all talking
amongst themselves now.

The panther came over to Fritz and put his arm around him.

"You see, he can either win his freedom by outrunning his opponents, or…
Well, I shall leave that up to the wolves to decide. However, I think the
promise of his freedom will have a very motivational affect on our young
prey's swiftness. Won't it, little one" the panther grinned down at Fritz, his
teeth glistening.

Fritz quivered and gulped. The panther leaned in close to him and whispered
in his ear. "Don't worry little one. The wolves are under orders not to [CENSOR]
you. When they catch you, they are to bring you back to me. You see…"
the panther ran a claw up between Fritz's furry rump cheeks, making him
quiver. "I've developed a bit of an affection for you. You'll be mine after
the dogs are done with you."

With that, he stepped away quickly, lest any questions be raised by the
crowd.

"What say you lords and ladies? Do we have a wager?"

"We will accept your most interesting challenge." One noble stated,
apparently the casually elected spokesman for the group.

"Very well, place your bets with my friend Jere, and we will set them off in
one hour."

And hour passed too swiftly for Fritz and he soon found his hands being
unbound by the black panther.

"Now, when I give the signal, you run boy."

Fritz timidly asked what the signal would be; he definitely didn't want to miss
it after all.

The panther lord only grinned back. "Oh, you'll know it, that's for damn
sure."

Fritz tried to quell his fear and prepare himself to run for his life. He
stretched his legs a bit and stood ready to run. He could hear the panther
speaking behind him, but couldn't make out what he was saying.

The panther was about ready to give the signal now. He picked up a large,
black whip and got about six feet behind the young fox.

"Are we all ready?" he called out. The alley cat by the wolves' cage gave
him a thumbs up, and the nobles nodded their approval.

The panther lord let loose with the whip, making sure the thick leather end
connected solidly with the fox's backside, just under his tail. The whip
struck with a loud crack, leaving a red welt forming on Fritz's rear. Fritz
yelped loudly and took off like a bullet.

The panther mentally counted down from thirty before giving the order to
release the predators. The cat in charge of the wolves' cage timidly opened
the door and stepped back quickly as they shot out, racing across the
clearing on Fritz's scent.

"The game's afoot" the panther grinned to himself. "Lovely ass." He
thought to himself as he watched the fox racing away.

***

Going on shear instinct, Fritz made his way for the woods. He figured he
stood a better chance of losing the two wolves in the deeper parts of the
forest than out in plain site. He couldn't run quite as fast in the woods, but
he could dodge and weave with a great deal of dexterity through the trees and
thick undergrowth.

Fritz had one big disadvantage in this case however, he was terrified. Instinct
was lightning quick, but all he was doing was reacting. He'd lost his ability
to form a coherent strategy to elude his predators, and it was that fact that
was going to get him caught eventually.

He heard something rustle off to his left, but could see nothing there. He
crouched low to the ground and snuck behind a rather large tree. Fritz
stopped for a moment to catch his breath, regulating his breathing to calm his
nerves. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. At the very least, he
knew he would not be killed. That still didn't leave a lot out that could
happen to him in the meantime though, especially once those wolves caught
up to him. Even if they didn't hurt him, he didn't much like the idea of being
that feline's slave for the rest of his life.

The quiet of the woods was disturbed by a sudden SNAP. Fritz's keen fox
ears automatically tilted in the direction of the sound, right above him. Under

his fur he went pale when he saw the wolf looming down at him from a
branch or two above his head. The wolf was a red wolf, and slightly smaller
than the other. He saw the wolf's leg muscles flex, preparing to pounce. He
moved just in time, leaping forward so the wolf landed on empty ground.

He recovered quickly and moved towards the terrified fox again.

Fritz spied an opening between two trees and bolted for it, his only thought
was to escape from the wolf behind him. He completely forgot about the
second wolf.

As Fritz passed between the trees, a thickly muscled shoulder slammed into
him, knocking him to the ground. He gasped, the air knocked from his lungs
from the impact. He had barely recovered his breath when the weight of the
second wolf was on his back. Fritz yelped and dug his claws into the
ground, scrabbling for purchase to drag himself out from under the huge
lupine. The wolf responded by gripping him around the shoulders with his
claws and dragging himself upwards so he completely covered the little fox's
wriggling body. Then, the wolf places his jaws around Fritz's neck. Fritz
froze, preparing for the death bite.

"Much better" the wolf snarled around his muzzle-full of fox fur.

By now, the first wolf had run up behind his partner to see the struggle come
to an end.

"Alright, that didn't take long at all." He grinned. "Well, tie him up and we
can take him back to the boss."

"Not quite yet mate." The wolf that had tackled him grinned slyly as he lifted
Fritz off the ground and held him up against a nearby tree.

It was at this point that the first wolf noticed his partner had a huge erection.

"Did the thrill of the chase really get you that excited?" he asked.

"Not really, it was all that wriggling and squirming he was doing against my
sheath when I was holding him down. But the boss did say we could have
our way with him once we caught him, as long as we didn't do any
permanent damage."

"Well…I don't kn-"

"And it's far too soon to bring him back to town. All those nobles haven't
had enough suspense yet."

"Well, I guess you do have a point there." The red wolf thought out loud,
weighing the idea in his mind.

He considered, it had been some time since he'd yiffed someone. They'd
been very busy lately, and their master didn't afford them very much leisure
time. It seemed silly to waste this amount of time out here, away from the
town.

Fritz could only stand there in shock, his eyes inadvertently locking on the
solid cock of the wolf that held him. He began to break out in a cold sweat
as he thought about what would happen. That cock looked as big as his
forearm.

"Besides, you know what the master says foxes are good for."

The first wolf smiled now as he remembered. "Sheath warmers…okay,
you're right. Let's put this fox to use."

"Yes!" the wolf that was holding Fritz exclaimed while leaning forward and
forcing the defeated fox into a deep kiss.

Fritz squirmed and struggled, but could not break the wolf's hold on him.
He could only choke on the lupine tongue as it squirmed into his muzzled.
The wolf turned around, holding Fritz close to him. He leaned forward and
ripped off the fox's minimal scrap of clothing, tossing the worn loincloth to
the forest floor and revealing the fox's white-furred sheath and balls to the
other wolf. Fritz's balls pulled up close to his body, a natural fear reaction.

"Well Red, which will it be. Heads or tails?" The second wolf asked his
partner with a grin.

Fritz knew what was going to happen now; he'd given up on escape. The
wolves were too strong and too fast for him. He could only hope for the
lesser of two evils, that the smaller red wolf would choose to mount him
rather than his truly massive, muscular partner. Sadly for Fritz, this wasn't to
be.

"You always were more of an ass man so I'll take heads." He grinned,
walking forward to take Fritz's chin in one paw. "Besides, I've always been
attracted to eyes in a male. I'll really enjoy watching these pretty eyes as he
sucks me off."

"Fair enough." The gray wolf said with a grunt as he dropped Fritz to the
ground. "Stay right there fox."

The two wolves quickly began to strip off their armor, dropping it carelessly
to the ground. Fritz could only sit and whimper as he watched the wolves
undress. The red wolf in front of him tossed aside his loincloth to reveal his
wolfhood, now also as erect as his fellow hunter's. Fritz's eyes went wide.
The red's cock wasn't as huge as the other's, but it was still a very ample
size.

The red wolf saw Fritz begin to sniffle piteously. "Ah, don't worry fox
we're doing you a favour. If our master is going to have you as his new
favourite toy, you'll be glad we got you all loosened up for him. It'll make
life as a yiff slut much easier."

Fritz's heart sank at this. He didn't want to be taken by these two wolves
now, but the thought that'd he'd spend the rest of his days sexually servicing
that feline and his friends was more than he could stand to think about.

Without warning, the red wolf stepped forward and held Fritz by the back of
the head. He slowly pulled his head towards his already dripping lupine
cock.

"Come here like a good boy, I know you know what to do with this foxie."

"No…please" Fritz begged, but the wolf used that moment when the fox's
muzzle was open to shove his cock into it.

Fritz reacted as quickly as he could, but still gagged a bit as the wolf hilted
himself. The little fox could feel the slimy tip of the wolf's member pressing
against the back of his throat.

"Start sucking fox." He commanded.

As close to defeat as he was, Fritz still had some resistance left in him and
decided that if he was going to be raped, these two would have to work for
it. So, he tried to pull off the red wolf's cock at first, but the wolf held onto
his headfur too tightly. That was when the fox got desperate. The next thing
Red felt was a sharp agonizing pain as sharp little vulpine teeth bit into his
shaft.

The wolf howled in agony, pulling his cock from the fox's torturing muzzle.
The fox's teeth raked up his shaft as he pulled out. He hunched over,
holding his groin tightly and swearing.

"Goddammit Red, how hard can it be to hold on to one sniveling fox?" The
gray wolf approached menacingly.

Fritz had about half a second to think as he watch the large, aroused wolf
coming towards him. He did the first, most basic thing he could think of.
Fritz kicked him in the balls.

Bruno did not have time to sidestep as he saw the fox's foot strike out,
aiming for his groin. He felt the pain rise up immediately as Fritz's foot made
contact with his dangling, full balls.

As Bruno hit the ground, Fritz ran past him into the forest again.

"Gah, son of a bitch," Bruno yelled as he too cradled his aching groin.
"Come on," he shouted to his whimpering companion as he turned to run
after the fleeing fox.

***

Fritz barely looked back this time as he was once again, running scared
through the dense woods. He could hear the two furious wolves trampling
through the underbrush behind him. The sound of rustling leaves and
snapping twigs was getting closer and closer. In fact, the rustling sound was
getting much louder. Fritz was getting a bit confused now; the sound was
much much louder than it should have been. In a moment he found out why.

The little fox stopped short, leaning precariously forward before being able
to lean back and catch his balance again. He had come across a steep edge,
and almost fallen over into the raging waters some fifty feet below. The noise
he had been hearing was a waterfall some ways away to his right.

He sighed, and began to look around to see if there was a way down or any
other direction to run. He was so caught up in puzzling this out; he did not
notice Bruno sneaking up on him until he felt the lupine's hot breath on his
shoulder. He spun around and tried to duck under the wolf's paw, but
Bruno was too quick and easily grabbed him by the scruff of the neck.

The large gray wolf dragged Fritz back from the edge and into a little clearing
several feet away from the steep drop. He held the helpless fox close to him,
one paw moved down to cup Fritz's white-furred balls. Bruno squeezed
down hard on Fritz's balls causing the young fox to cry out and nearly fall
over if it was not for Bruno holding him tightly.

"Now foxslut, if you ever try anything like that again, I will rip these off with
my bare hands and still fuck you till you bleed," Bruno punctuated that
statement by again squeezing the tender foxballs with his viselike paw.

Fritz's eyes watered and he was seeing stars now.

"Do," Bruno squeezed "you," another squeeze "understand?" a third,
brutally hard squeeze to the fox's abused balls.

Fritz cried out on that last one. He was barely able to gasp out that he
understood as he fell to the ground, half falling and half being shoved down
by Bruno. He landed on his haunches between the two wolves.

"Now, I believe you were going to suck off my partner here."

Bruno looked back at Red expectantly. Red shuffled from side to side a bit,
his slightly bruised wolfhood having retreated into his sheath.

"Come on Red. We've worked hard catching this one, its time to enjoy it."

Red whimpered under his breath a bit. "I-I don't know Bruno, he bit me the
last time."

Bruno rolled his eyes and explained to Red that the fox was now truly beaten,
and wouldn't dare try anything funny now.

"Get your cock in his mouth, NOW!" he shouted, snarling a bit.

Red reluctantly stepped forward, pulling down his sheath. He tugged on his
flaccid wolfhood for a moment to get it a little harder. Luckily his canine
penile bone kept his cock from ever being truly soft. He held Fritz's muzzle
in one paw, the fox opened his mouth slightly, and Red fed him his hardening
cock.

Fritz resigned himself to his fate and began to suck and lick the wolfcock.
He did a fairly decent job of it considering how frightened he was. He knew
he'd have to; he didn't want to think about what these animals would do to
him if they weren't satisfied. His vulpine tongue lapped across the invading
cock's surface and he began to suck and rhythmically move his muzzle up
and down the long shaft.

The wolf leaned his head back, tongue hanging out.

It was at that moment that Fritz suddenly felt a yank on his bushy tail. The
other wolf was lifting him up to an all-fours position. He tried desperately to
get his balance, but before he could do so he felt the thick cockhead pressing
under his tail, against his tight tailhole. He closed his eyes tightly, but tried to
relax his rear passage to help minimize the pain. It hardly mattered however;
the wolf was just too thick. Fritz cried around his mouthful of wolf cock as
the searing pain shot from under his tail when the gray wolf shoved his thick,
unlubed cock deep inside.

"Oh, yeah" both wolves sighed together.

Red was enjoying the fox's quivering mouth as he tried to scream, but
couldn't. That movement made wonderful sensations on his throbbing
member.

Bruno had shoved his entire length in at once, forcefully ramming himself into
the fox's tight rear. He held it in a moment, just enjoying the tight, hot
feeling. He slowly dragged his massive member out, but had trouble pushing
it back in. Eventually he had to grab Fritz's hips again and ram. The little fox
whimpered and cried again.

"Fuck, this fox is tight! I can barely move in him."

"Maybe he's a virgin." The red wolf snickered while rubbing Fritz's headfur,
looking down at the little fox with the mouthful of his cock.

At this remark, Fritz looked up. His emerald eyes locked with those of the
wolf, and a single tear formed at the corner of one. He quickly closed his
eyes again and went back to humping his muzzle back and forth along the
musky shaft.

The red wolf didn't have time to think about that before the fox was crying
around his cock again. He looked up to see his partner had again begun to
thrust slowly. He watched in surprise the exertion on the other wolf's face,
his thigh muscles strained to pump in and out. He knew the other wolf was
quite well endowed, but this fox must really be tight to make him huff and
puff quite like that. He decided not to worry about it, and just enjoy the head
he was receiving. And wonderful head it was too, even with his cock still
aching a bit. The fox sure knew how to suck cock. With a smile, the wolf
figured it must come naturally to foxes. He shivered as the vulpine's talented
tongue slithered over his member's underside, the fox's little cheeks sucking
the whole time. If this kept up much longer he was going to cum very
soon…

The second wolf at Fritz's rear was beginning to speed up slightly and
getting quicker. Between precum, some blood, and Fritz gradually stretching
to accommodate him, he was beginning to hump at a decent pace now. The
fox was still incredibly tight though, tighter than anything, male or bitch, he'd
ever taken. He pulled up on the fox's tail so he could see underneath. The
gray wolf knew he had a very impressive cock and was quite vain about it.
He wanted to see his thickness disappearing between the fox's red-furred
cheeks and deep into the tight hole below. As he watched, he grew even
more aroused. He slowed down for a moment just to prolong the effect of
watching as inch after inch of his wolfhood penetrated deep. He smiled a
little viciously as he saw his cock was wet with precum, but also streaked
with blood. With a savage smile, he gripped the fox's tail even tighter and
began to thrust into him twice as hard as before. He gloried in hearing the
little fox whimper and cry as he buggered him hard and deep. He only
wished his partner wasn't plugging the vulpine's muzzle so he could really
hear him scream.

The red wolf at the fox's muzzle-end looked up, a little concerned at the
savage yiffing his partner was giving their captive.

"Hey, take it easy Bruno. Remember, the master wants this one unhurt for
his own needs."

The gray wolf, Bruno, made it a point to punctuate each word with a hard
inward thrust.

"Screw…the…master's…needs"

Red looked at him quizzically. "Um, I think you're taking this a little far. We
just want some fun, not to hurt the little guy."

Bruno stopped for a moment and looked at Red, his fur bristling a bit.

"Look, Red. Who does all the work around here? All the fighting, all the
building, all the hunting. Our kind does, that's who. We get filthy and
exhausted, and what do the foxes do?"

Red just stood silently, dumbly waiting for the larger wolf's speech to
continue.

Bruno's claws lightly raked through the fur on Fritz's rump as he spoke.

"The foxes get to live in luxury with their master's, bringing food and drink,
and serving in their bedchambers. They are all kept pristinely clean, fur
brushed and shampooed by their master's servants. Now Red," Bruno
leaned forward menacingly "I'm going to put this fox in his place, as my
bitch because I think we deserve it, and so does he. And if you think I'm
being too harsh, then you can take his place," he smiled toothily.

"Wh-what?" Red stammered.

"Well, I am going to mount someone today Red. If its not this fucktoy fox,
you'll just have to do instead."

Red gulped, his cock throbbed a bit at the thought though…

Fritz has slowed down sucking on Red for the time being. Partly because he
needed to concentrate to bear the pounding his tailhole was taking, and partly
because he wondered if Red would change his mind and maybe make the
other wolf let him go.

Unfortunately, Bruno noticed this. He gave Fritz a hard smack on his full
rump, making the little fox whimper. He looked up to glare at Red, and then
barked to Fritz.

"No one told you to stop sucking you little slut."

Fritz quickly began sucking on Red again, moving his muzzle rapidly up and
down. He sucked hard, hoping to get the wolf off soon. Bruno began
humping him roughly again, figuring he'd have no further objections from
Red. The wolf kept going, laughing to himself as he did the fox roughly.

Red was beginning to feel a little guilty that he'd went along with this, but
those thoughts went out of his mind again once Fritz was fully going at him
again. He closed his eyes and moaned. The little fox sucked cock like a pro.
Red decided to just enjoy himself now. Besides, Bruno would have yiffed
him whether he'd been there or not so he figured it really didn't make a
difference to the fox if one wolf or two raped him. He might as well. This
was the first really good blowjob he'd had in ages, and the fox owed him
after that nasty bite earlier.

Fritz's light of hope faded after a few minutes. It was now clear that the red
wolf would not be coming to his rescue. He closed his eyes and fought back
the tears of despair, determined to make it through this. At least most of the
pain under his tail had gone now that the big wolf there had stretched him
open.

Bruno began to get a little more frantic now, he gripped Fritz's sides
forcefully, his claws digging deep and breaking the skin under the fur. He
humped hard and fast, loving the feel of his thick maleness pumping madly in
and out of the tight fox. He knew he was going to cum soon, his knot was
beginning to swell up. He could feel the resistance begin to build again as he
kept forcing the growing knot of flesh in and out of the tight tailhole. The
feeling was intense and incredible as the tight anal ring bit down on his tender
knot each time it popped in. He knew he should just shove it in and let it stay
there, but it felt too good to drag it out and push it in again. On any other
mating he might have cared enough not to want to hurt whoever was under
him, but in this case he really didn't care that he was ripping and stretching
the fox open even more with his canine knot, he just wanted to get off in the
most pleasurable way possible. Right now, the stimulation on his knot was
almost too good, so good that his eyes watered from the pleasure.

Just as the pain had almost subsided for Fritz, the big wolf dominating him
began to ram his thick knot in and out of his body. Fritz cried now, wanting
for it all to be over. Inside he cried out for the wolves to cum, but he knew
that even when this pair was done using him for their release, he would have
to face the rest of his life as a concubine. The fox tried hard to ignore the
pain and concentrate on the cock in his muzzle, he noticed this wolf was
close also as his knot was bumping into his nose. All he could see was the
thick knot in front of him; it filled his field of vision as much as the knot at his
rear was filling him.

Red had been holding back, not wanting to hurt the fox too much but he was
getting really close now. He couldn't take it any longer as his passion built
up, he grabbed the fox by the back of the head and forced him down onto

his wolfhood, forcing open his muzzle to accommodate his knot. This
happened in time with his partner slamming his fully hard knot once, twice,
and finally a third time into the fox's wounded anus. Both wolves howled
aloud as they finally came, filling the fox up from both ends with their bitter
lupine cum.

Fritz shuddered as he felt the hot splash deep inside, then nearly choked as
Red filled his muzzle half a second later. He drank down the bitter load as
best he could, but canines cum a lot and some dripped from the sides of his
muzzle.

When he was done, and coming back down from the height of orgasm, Red
gently pulled Fritz's muzzled open and extracted his softening cock, being
very careful not to let the fox's teeth graze his sensitive knot as he pulled it
out.

His hunting partner was nowhere near as gentle. Bruno gripped Fritz's bushy
tail in one paw and used it to lever himself as he roughly yanked his full knot
out. Fritz cried out loudly as the thick cock was roughly pulled from his
abused tail hole.

Once released from the two spurting cocks, Fritz fell to the ground,
exhausted. His tail quivered as a huge gout of cum and blood spurted from
his violently opened hole. Tears ran down his face as he panted, his brilliant
emerald eyes full of pain and despair. All he could do was pull his tail
around to cover his shame and hide his face as he wept, his whole body
shaking.

After catching their breath for a moment, the two wolves decided they have
been gone too long already and should make their way back to their master.
Bruno leaned down and roughly grabbed Fritz by the scruff of his neck. He
hauled the whimpering fox to his feet and began to drag him along by his
neckfur.

Red followed close behind, feeling a little worried. Had they gone too far?

To be continued…

i found this on the last page here on beastforum's stories o.o and i fighured it'd be nice to have here, so

part two of Legion's story, FoxHump!

Be sure to read part #1 first

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FoxHump
Part 2
This is a M/M/M furry story featuring NC anal and oral sex, public punishment. As a note, this
takes place several hundred years in the past whereas most of my prior stories have been more
contemporary. It's a kind of feudal society where cats rule the roost for now with other animals
being subservient to them
Author's note on horse cocks: In our world a horse's member can go up to 16 or 20 inches
long depending on the breed, some even larger. I generally keep my species anatomically
correct with the real life species and I've actually downsized that a bit in this tale to keep
believability to a point. So, if anyone thinks an equine character is just too huge down there,
then that's why I did it. Also, as an interesting historical note the punishment for [CENSOR] depicted
here is actually in line with the practices of some medieval societies.
Hope you enjoy. ? Now onto part 2…

Fritz's body hit the ground with a resounding thump. He moaned a little, but
decided to just lie there for a bit.

The dark panther lord looked down at him in some surprise. He looked up
to the two wolves that had returned the fox to him and his noble friends. The
red wolf looked a little guilty and would not make eye contact with him, while
the gray one was grinning and sneering down at the fox. Giving him a
cursory glance he turned to the crowd of feline nobles around him. He could
clearly see the fox was more than just exhausted from the chase, he was
bleeding and his muzzle was crusted with cum. The wolves had gone a bit
overboard, he could tell. However, he was determined now to look calm and
dignified in front of this crowd. He put on a great show of acting like this
was exactly what he had expected.

"Well, the results are fairly obvious as you can see. Speed alone cannot win
out over a cunning hunter. Now, shall we settle out wages back at my
humble abode." The panther then motioned everyone towards the impressive
building beyond the gate.

He turned to look at the two wolves and the beaten fox at their feet. He
gritted his teeth a bit as he spoke.

"We need to have a little talk, don't we?"

Red shook a little, getting scared that his feelings of unease about their
actions had been justified. Bruno just glared back defiantly.

"But sir, we just did what you told us to," he said with a smirk.

The panther raised a gloved paw to strike, but held himself back. It would be
unseemly of a noble to lose his temper in such a way.

"Pick that up," he motioned to Fritz "and bring him, and yourselves to the
interrogation chamber. I want to have a private chat with the three of you."

And with that, he turned and headed back to his home.

***

Several hours later, the black panther lord glided elegantly down the concrete
steps to his little underground dungeon. Two guards, both large tigers
dressed in fine silk, accompanied him. The panther himself was dressed in
shades of dark velvet.

The door opened with a creak to reveal Bruno pacing restlessly back and
forth. His partner, Red, was leaning against the wall, his mind elsewhere.
Keen feline eyes scanned the room, and eventually found Fritz curled up in a
ball against the far wall.

The panther, known as Lord Oscuro, ignored the two wolves for now and
stepped over to the young fox. He leaned down and began to examine him.
He did not examine the fox like a doctor caring for a patient, he examined
him like an animal he might be considering purchasing. He looked into his
eyes, holding them open roughly. He sniffed his muzzle and looked at his
teeth. His feline nose could detect the definite scent of canine cum on the
fox's face fur. Next he inspected the other end. Fritz yelped as the panther
lifted his hind end and roughly pulled back on his tail. Oscuro looked closely
at Fritz's tail hole. He pressed a finger to it, making the little fox cry out
painfully. He could see the fox's anus was swollen and broken open in
places. It was also very obviously stretched out of shape. The fur around it
was caked with drying blood. He looked at the tip of his finger and saw it
was bloody where he had touched the fox.

He tossed the fox back down and turned his back on him. Fritz whimpered
and curled up in a painful ball again, trying to ignore the sting under his tail.

"That fox is now useless to me," the panther stated, matter of factly. "Just
what exactly did you two think you were doing?"

He approached the wolves again.

"We did what you asked us to, Lord," Bruno was the first to speak. "We
caught your fox, gave you your entertainment for your little game."

The panther narrowed his eyes, and made a small gesture with one finger to
one of his tiger guards.

The tiger who was closest to Bruno stepped forward and moved towards the
wolf. For the first time that day, the big wolf felt a little worried. The white
tiger had no hesitation in his movements as he walked up to Bruno and
quickly punched him in the stomach as hard as he could. The wolf quickly
doubled up in pain, clutching his stomach in agony.

"Talk with respect to our lord, you filthy dog," the tiger spat.

The tiger then stepped behind him and held him in place, immobile.

"I don't know what filthy hole we dug you out of wolf, but it is clear you
have no sense of your place. But that will change, and you will learn that you
are mine to do with as I wish."

The panther had come right up to Bruno as he said this, looking him directly
in the eye.

"You are no better than that fox you used. The fox that you knew I fully
intended to use to fulfill my pleasure this evening. Now, what should I do
with you?"

Bruno looked down, trying not to look the panther in the eye. He was
beginning to get the impression he was in a great deal more trouble than he'd
expected.

Just then, Red spoke up.

"P-please sir. Don't [CENSOR] us. My friend is just…um"

"A little overzealous perhaps?" The panther offered.

Red nodded hesitantly.

"You two disobeyed me, that is a death-worthy crime by law."

Red shriveled inside, he didn't think it would end this way…

"However, that would be too quick. You see, I was really going to enjoy that
little fox tonight. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a suitable
concubine? One that isn't hopelessly used up by the time you get to them?"

The wolves looked to each other for support as the panther went on.

"Who took his tailhole?" he suddenly asked.

Again, the wolves looked at each other. Bruno gulped, swallowed his pride,
and admitted to what he'd done. He began to stutter a bit, his macho façade
fading, as the panther's steely gaze locked in on him.

"Very well, here is what will happen."

***

The crowd was nearly finished filing into their seats as the sun began to set
that day. They looked to the wooden platform in the center of the circular
arena. It was empty now, but soon they knew the evening's entertainment
would arrive.

Silence fell as the wooden doors at one end opened with a creak.

Lord Oscuro's two tiger guards came out, dragging Bruno between them.
The big wolf looked terrified as they pulled him along. The crowd cheered
as the tigers began strapping him to the wooden platform.

An elephant with a booming voice called for silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen. You are here to witness the public punishment of
this wolf, guilty of the crime of [CENSOR]." He indicated the tied-down wolf.

The crowed booed and hissed at Bruno.

"Of course, we all know what penalty that crime brings. But first, Lord
Oscuro has asked to also reprimand this creature for his disobedience."

The elephant indicated to the double doors again where the panther was
entering. The crowd cheered as Oscuro unfurled a thick bullwhip.

With a vicious grin, he stood well back and began to lash furiously at
Bruno's back and rear. The crowd counted along in unison with the lashes
while the wolf yelped and cried out painfully.

After several minutes, Bruno's shirt was nearly shredded off his back entirely
and was turning red from the lashes on his back. Losing his patience for the
whip, Oscuro tossed it aside and ran to the wolf. He quickly yanked off the
wolf's remaining clothing, leaving him completely naked. The crowd gave a
loud cheer as the loincloth was roughly ripped from the wolf's body, making
him yelp. Bruno wished he could close his legs to hide his hanging genitals
from the crowd's view but his ankles were tied in a way that held his legs
spread apart. He blushed under his fur, fully shamed with the knowledge that
everyone in his town was watching him suffer this humiliation. That
humiliation became ten times worse when the panther lifted up his tail and
began spanking him.

The crowed went wild with cheering as they watched the panther discipline
the wolf as he would an errant child.

Just when he thought this wouldn't get any worse, Oscuro extended his
needle-sharp feline claws and continued to spank his naked rear as hard as he
could manage.

Tears formed in Bruno's eyes as Oscuro spanked him open-clawed. Each
strike felt like he was being stabbed multiple times on his already tender rear.

Panting, Oscuro stood back a moment to catch his breath. As he looked he
could see the wolf's large furry balls dangling between his legs. He cocked
his head to the side a bit, and could then see the wolf's sheath was equally
impressive. It was long and hugely thick. The fact that he could now see the
canine was fantastically more endowed than he was filled him with rage again.
He ran forward and grabbed the dangling set of balls. He gave them a hard
squeeze, eliciting a painful whine from Bruno. He then held the wolfballs in
his left paw, holding them in place. He began to spank them harshly with his
right paw. Bruno screamed, the pain was too much for any male to endure.
Oscuro struck the wolf's balls again and again, not stopping till his arm again
ached from the exertion and Bruno's scrotum had turned a rosy red from the
beating.

Oscuro stood up fully once more, releasing Bruno's balls from his grip. He
could feel his own feline cock straining beneath his garments. He was
intensely hard. He wanted to take this wolf here as payment for taking the
fox. He knew he could not do that though, it wouldn't look good for a noble
to mount this filthy creature, even if for a punishment such as this. The
panther smiled and looked over to his seat at what waited him there.

He walked around to the wolf's head, grabbed his headfur, and pointed his
head over to his seat so the wolf could see his partner in the hunt, Red. Red
was sitting obediently to the right of his Lord's seat. A gold collar studded
with jewels was around his neck. Attached to that was a chain, which led to
a loop in the arm of the chair, making sure Red could not go anywhere.
Apart from that, Red wore little else. A small silk pouch covered his crotch,
and he had been given some armbands and bracelets. What could not been
seen by passers-by though, was that Red's tight virgin rear was filled with a
studded plug that was strapped in place around his waist with a decorative
belt.

"That was for disobeying me wolf, and for taking that fox slut for yourself,
then I shall take your friend as my concubine. He's not as pretty as that little
fox, but I'm sure a tough male such as he has a nice tight hole also."

Normally Bruno would have snarled at the suggestion of his pack mate being
used in such a way, but he knew it was hopeless and he was resigned to what
was going to happen. At least Red would not be killed for his actions, he
reflected. With a last harsh smack across his muzzle with claws open,
leaving a deep gash, the feline turned and left.

The crowd continued to cheer as the panther made his way back to his seat.
Nobody noticed, or perhaps they didn't want to say if they did, that he
walked a little uncomfortably.

Next, the elephant called for attention again as the main event, the real
punishment for Bruno was about to begin. A hush fell over the crowd, and
even Bruno himself was totally silent. The next sound heard was the wooden
creaking of the large doors at the end of the arena.

Bruno strained to turn around and see what was coming out of those doors.
He knew of course, he'd been told already that the palace guards, the six
black stallions that protected Oscuro whenever he went into the village,
would be fulfilling his punishment today. His heart pounded as they began to
file into the arena. They did not surround him. Instead one took the lead,
standing behind Bruno, and the others stood in a row behind him, side by
side. They had been ordered not to obscure the crowd's view. Each stallion
wore a chest plate with their lord's seal on it, and nothing else. Normally,
they would be fully clothed in armor, one of the few species allowed such
dignity. Today was different though, because today they would be utilizing a
somewhat different weapon than their sword or armor.

The leader of the guards stepped up close to Bruno. He chuckled as he
looked down on the very vulnerable wolf. This was a rare pleasure for him
indeed, and being somewhat of an exhibitionist he was really going to enjoy
this. He leaned back for a moment and began to stroke his long, equine
cock. The crowd's cheers and applause spurred him on as they could see
his maleness hardening up to his full impressive length. The equine stroked
himself till his full twenty inches of cock was rock hard and ready to go, his
tip already oozing precum. He leaned over Bruno and whispered in his ear.

"Did you know, we've all been deprived of any kind of release for over a
week and teased with mare scent almost constantly to keep us aroused?
Normally, that would seem like torture for us, but under the circumstances
we welcomed it."

Bruno could feel the horse hot meat slapping against his leg and he
whimpered, as he knew how large it was.

"All six of us are really going to enjoy taking you." Now the horse leaned
over more, gripping the wolf's shoulders. "And then, you get to be tied up in
the town square to be used by any of the peasants as they wish."

Finally, the stallion whispered so quietly Bruno had to stain to hear him.
"You're going to be f***** to death."

The wolf strained again at his bonds, the lead equine chuckled. It always felt
even better when they resisted more.

The guard leader's member was now ready for action, fully hard and leaking
precum. He was intensely aroused. He had absolutely no sympathy for his
intended victim; Bruno had been a thorn in his side for years now. He knew
he could get away with being as brutal as he wanted to be today, it was a
freedom he was going to take full advantage of. He ran his fingers over the
thick tip of his cock, rubbing the precum off of it to insure a good dry and
painful entry. He smeared the precum over Bruno's muzzle as the wolf
struggled to break free.

Bruno's thighs strained against the leather straps that held him in place as he
desperately tried to close his legs and protect his tailhole. His movements
became more erratic once he felt the thick tip of the horsecock slip under his
tail and press against his opening. He fought valiantly to break free to no
avail.

With a triumphant whinny, the lead horse pushed forward with his thickly
muscled thighs. His mighty cock shoved forward, violently forcing open the
tight pucker ahead of it. The wolf's scream was like nothing ever heard
before. It was partly a mournful wale, as he felt emasculated and violated,
rage and the sting of pride, and above all, the most intense pain he had ever
felt.

The stallion shoved about eight inches of his arm-thick cock into Bruno and
stopped. He knew if he rammed his entire length in he would do a lot of
damage. It wasn't that he wanted Bruno to survive this; he just didn't want
him to bleed to death and end his suffering too soon. He held back for a
moment to let Bruno think he was going to let him get used to it first, then
pushed slowly forward with an evil grin. The crowd roared with approval as
the stallion fed inch after inch of his maleness slowly into the still-screaming
wolf. He could feel his member curving slightly along the lupine's insides as
he went deep, opening up the wolf's innards to accommodate his thickness.

For fifteen minutes the long penetration, and Bruno's scream, went on.
Bruno began to cry in relief when he finally felt the stallion's warm thighs and
ample balls pressing against his exposed rump. Finally, this was as deep as
the horse would get. But, the worst was not over yet. Now, the guard began
the long process of pulling his cock out. He removed only an inch or two at
the most before pushing back in. The stallion slowly increased the length of
his strokes, ever so slowly opening Bruno up for a more vigorous thrusting
later.

The audience watched in rapt attention, their eyes fixated on the stallion's
impressive, pulsing cock. Most were afraid to admit to themselves how
aroused they felt watching the mighty member thrusting in and out of the
once-proud wolf. The guard was now moving six inches in and out at a time;

soon he was up to ten. Bruno grunted at each inward thrust, his shoulders
smacked against his restraints. He was ashamed that his own cock was now
rock-hard and flowing pre as the stallion pounded his insides. Another few
minutes, and fifteen inches of solid, male meat were rapidly pistoning into
him. He had given up struggling, his body slumped into place to endure the
long buggering, at least the initial agony had faded and only the burning pain
around his anus remained.

Not long after, Bruno was opened up wider than any harem slut and fully
taking the stallion's twenty inches. He could tell his punisher was going to
cum soon, at least he hoped he would. The horse's thighs slapped hard
against his ass, which was still red and bleeding from the beating Oscuro had
given him. The horse's heavy balls also smacked against his own reddened,
swollen sack. He cried out, and his body spasmed unsure whether it was in
pain or pleasure from the external and internal stimulation. Despite himself,
Bruno came. His muscles clamped down as an unwilling orgasm ripped
through him. The horse whinnied at this new tightness and pounded harder
into the clenched ass, ripping it open even wider. This was followed by
another scream from Bruno as his blood lubricated the way. The powerful
equine finally came now, his balls releasing and filling the wolf with a massive
load of cum that he had long been denied releasing.

The equine guard held himself inside Bruno till he could catch his breath
again before slowly pulling his spent cock out. It was covered in blood and
cum, the same as was now leaking from Bruno and running down his thighs.
The horse smeared his member against Bruno's leg to wipe it clean before
stepping back to admire his handiwork. He was satisfied. He had humped
Bruno for nearly an hour and could see the wolf was now broken. He almost
felt sorry for him, knowing that he had a lot more to endure yet, but that
wasn't going to keep him from having a second go at him after the rest of his
team had had their turns.

The crowd applauded and cheered, the guard leader waved and returned to
his fellow guards.

There was a brief intermission as two slaves were sent out to clean Bruno off
for the next stallion. The blood and cum were washed from him so the
crowd would have a good view of his body, and to insure as little lubrication
remained around his tailhole as possible. Oscuro had orchestrated everything
perfectly to make sure Bruno suffered the maximum amount of pain and
humiliation possible. He had even had a medicine man brew up a salve to be
applied to the offender's tailhole that would tighten it up once again. It
wasn't perfect, but Oscuro had been assured that Bruno would be close to
virginally tight for each of the six stallions that took him this evening.

The agony of entry was similar to the first as the second stallion mounted
him, but at least his insides were still as stretched out. It was a good thing
too as the second horse, although he had a shorter cock than the first,
humped him hard and deep as soon as he entered. Bruno looked up as he
gritted his teeth. His eyes locked with those of Oscuro. The black panther
smiled down at him. Most of the audience were now yiffing each other now
so Oscuro no longer felt allowing himself some pleasure would be as
inappropriate.

Oscuro stood and opened his robes to reveal his sleek black body. He made
no attempt to hide his dripping erection from the crowd. The power he
wielded here and the sexual display before him had turned him on immensely.
The silk robe he wore today slid to the ground. He turned and unhitched
Red's leash from his chair. He forced the red-furred wolf onto all fours
before him, his thick tail in the air. Bruno could tell what was going to
happen. Oscuro intended to take his pack mate right in front of him. His
eyes locked with Red's for a moment. For a second all was quiet and he
didn't feel the stallion pounding into his rear as he silently apologized to his
friend who had tried to warn him. The moment was broken as Red's eyes
widened and he cried out in pain. Oscuro was now biting down on his neck
and rapidly ramming himself under Red's tail.

Red cried in despair and slumped down. What even Bruno didn't know was
that the panther had left his studded plug inside him when he thrust his feline
cock into him. Red was opened up with the double thickness of both the toy
and his new master now. He also yelped loudly in pain at each outward
motion as the panther's backward barbs scraped along his insides.

Oscuro had meant to take this wolf slowly and make the pleasure last a long
time, but he lost himself in the lust of the moment. Caught up on a drunken
wave of sex and power, he pounded Red till he came and then tossed his
new concubine aside when he was done. He stood and roared, showing off
his dripping cock to Bruno as he enjoyed watching the wolf being taken
again.

Bruno was lost in despair again as well as he watched his friend raped before
him. As horrible as his fate would be, he knew he would not live much
longer. But he knew that this was going to be Red's life for a long time,
living as the panther's concubine. He began to howl mournfully, he could
think of nothing else to do. Soon, even that release was denied him, the third
stallion guard plugged his muzzle with his firm cock as the second finished
with his hole, and another took his place. Bruno gagged as he was filled
from both ends with horsecock, but there was nothing he could do.

***

Fritz whimpered again as the large tiger dragged him to his feet. He had been
sitting, trying to ignore the pain, wishing it away. The tiger guard was already
naked, his thick, barbed cock revealed to the battered young fox. Fritz
openly cried, knowing that his tortures were not over, and that he was to be
raped again.

"That's right little one, cry all you want. Everyone is watching the show, and
there's no one here to help you."

The tiger bent Fritz over a table and began to poke around under his tail.

"You may not be good enough for a noble anymore, but you're certainly still
tight enough for me." The tiger grinned as he lifted Fritz's tail. He held his
dripping cock by the shaft in one paw, leading his thick head to the already
broken tailhole.

Fritz silently prayed for release from this torture as he felt the cocktip brush
against the fur on his rump. He vaguely wondered what that sudden whistling
noise was in the air just before his newest rapist screamed suddenly and
backed away.

Fritz hopped up and turned to see what was happening.

The tiger stood before him, one of his paws was splattered with blood. Fritz
looked down, and gasped at what he saw.

The guard could only whimper and shake. He was in too much pain to even
scream again as he looked down at the arrow that was stuck right through the
thick head of his cock.

He began to stumble backwards, mumbling to himself and dumbly watching
blood begin to pour out of his cockhead around the wooden shaft of the
arrow. Tears ran down his cheeks and just as he was about to scream again,
three more arrows appeared from nowhere, one in each inner thigh and a final
one through his heart that made him drop to the ground, dead and silent.

"Whew, I was afraid he was going to bring the house down."

Fritz turned to see his new friend who had been hiding in the darkness. Junak
set his bow down on the table next to the terrified fox.

"I-I didn't think you were going to do that…" Fritz stammered, still in shock
at the dead tiger lying at their feet.

"Well, I couldn't let you be raped again, could I? You've had quite enough
of that, I think."

Fritz looked away as he mumbled a yes, he somehow felt ashamed in front of
this dashing fennec who had just rescued him.

"Hey, its okay little one. It's not your fault." Junak stepped forward and
held Fritz close to him.

Junak held the fragile, hurt fox tightly as he wept. He knew what Fritz was
going through. He knew the pain and feeling of worthlessness, as he had
once been a slave himself. He took his cloak off and wrapped the trembling
red fox up in it. Fritz huddled into it, it instantly became a source of comfort
and Junak soon realized that it was the most clothing Fritz had ever worn. He
put his weapons away and bundled Fritz up in his arms.

***
Leggero looked up as he heard the soft sound of footfalls getting closer. He
could tell it was a fairly small animal, could not be one of the larger felines or
their canine minions, but he readied his sword just in case. The large bruin
sighed in relief as he saw Junak rounding the corner.

"Nak, where the hell have you been?"

"I had to save this one." He responded simply, holding the limp bundle in his
arms forward for the bear to see.

Leggero stepped forward and parted the cloak to see Fritz nestled inside.
The fox stirred just a little and Leggero covered him up again.

"He's exhausted, the poor little guy cried himself to sleep."

"You're a sucker for the hard-luck cases Nak, but we gotta get going."

"We've plenty time, its my plan remember. And besides, it's because of
what this one went through that all those bozos are in one place right now.
Indirectly anyway, we've got him to thank for this opportunity."

"Humph, that's true I suppose. I still wouldn't want to jeopardize all the
slaves that are waiting for us to lead them outta here for one fox though.
Needs of the many and all that."

Junak's tone suddenly became a bit icier and ended the discussion.

"This one was important Legs, leave it be."

***
An hour later and the three had caught up with the rest of their group who
were leading the liberated slaves deep into the woods. The original plan was
just to free as many slaves as possible and lead them to safety. That part
was hard enough, but they had succeeded admirably.

However, it wasn't enough for the fennec who led them. Junak wanted more.
He wanted to make the nobles in charge pay for the pains inflicted on his

people.

After a heated discussion, he stated in no uncertain terms he was going back
to [CENSOR] Oscuro and whoever else he could take with him. He started off back
to the castle. Fritz didn't need a moment to think before following after the
one who had just rescued him.

Leggero sighed, and followed later with two more of their small resistance
group. He just hoped Nak wasn't going too far this time…