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Wishful Thinking:

1) Alpha

Another RP with Kagusaki.

Oh, and just so everyone knows, there is some NC content. You've been warned.

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"Yeah, the poor wolf was all like 'glurk'." I chucked to myself, enjoying the memory.

This elicited a few snickers from the wolves sitting around me. I looked at them, taking note of each reaction. It appeared that the ones on the high and low ends of the hierarchy were enjoying my lewd descriptions, while those near the middle just looked uncomfortable. I liked how they fidgeted and avoided making eye contact; it let me know how they react when they are forced into being the submissive.

A voice came from somewhere behind me, interrupting my profiling of the pack. "That had better not have been one of my wolves." It was from their alpha. Well, their former alpha. That wolf stopped being the head of the pack when I came into the picture, a little over a week previous.

I turned and glared at him. "Does it matter?"

"Yeah, it does. I'm tired of you pushing my pack around. Who the hell do you think you are?"

I rolled my eyes. "Here's a better question: who the hell do you think you are?" A few of the younger pups started to whimper. The sudden tension in the room was too much for them. "I've only been around for a few days. Don't tell me you've already forgotten your place."

The other male took a deep breath, trying to control his rising anger. "There's nothing to forget, fox. You've never been anything more than a self-important annoyance. It's time for you to high-tail it out of here."

"Yeah, I don't think so. Unlike you, I like to keep my tail down." Even the wolves that were enjoying my story before stiffened at this.

The lupine growled. "You just lost your chance at walking out of here unharmed." He looked past me at the other wolves as he started walking toward us. "Get out. You'll get to play with the fox when I'm done with him."

The group looked up at me and waited for me to nod before shuffling out.

Although I didn't mind them being there, I figured it'd be easier to focus without them in the room. "Okay, dog, it's time for you to learn your place. I hoped that you would just accept it, but you're more stubborn that I thought." I really had hoped that the wolf wouldn't fight my takeover of his pack; of course, I should have been surprised that I made it more than a second before he protested.

Without even the slightest hesitation, I pulled off my shirt and unbuttoned my shorts, letting them fall to the floor. "C'mon, let's get those clothes off."

The lupine crossed his arms. "I think you're a little too eager. I've heard rumors about foxes, but I never thought that it'd be this easy."

"Easy? I agree. This won't be difficult at all." I grinned and walked up to him and grabbed his pants, pulling them down. "Really, though, I don't want to ruin your clothes."

The change in proximity allowed my scent to reach his nose more strongly than before. This was a natural gift of mine. For some reason, my musk caused any male â€" or female, for that matter â€" to loose the ability to resist my will. All they had to do was breath it in for long enough, and they'll be at my command.

The effect was already apparent. Instead of arguing or trying to think of a witty come-back, the lupine finished undressing himself.

"Good. Now bend over, like the bitch we both know you are. Let me see that tight hole of yours."

He started to turn before he realized what he was doing. "No. We've been through this already. I'm not going to be the one lifting his tail." He reached out and grabbed my shoulders and forcibly turned me around, bending me over.

For a moment, I panicked. If the lupine's mind was able to resist me like this, I'd be in trouble. I had no real physical strength, so the wolf could easily overpower me. I sighed, trying to appear more annoyed than worried.

All I had to do was distract him. Every time he lost his concentration, he lost a little of his ability to fight me off. "Tell me, wolf, how would you like to have a stomach filled with some nice, warm fox piss?"

That did it. With his mind in its clouded state, just suggesting that forced his mind to consider the possibility. His face contorted itself in disgust and he let me go, stepping backwards. "You bastard. That'll never happen." He grinned at me. "Now that you mention it, though, I think a marking would be appropriate. It would remove any doubt you might have about who the boss is."

I nodded. "I was thinking the same thing, actually. I'm going to give you one last chance to give yourself to me before I have to resort to taking you like a feral."

He looked thoughtful for a moment. I just grinned; his ability to resist me was disappearing. Very shortly, he'd be mine.

"I- I really don't want to. Wolves aren't supposed to be topped by foxes; it's just wrong."

Normally, I'd be infuriated by a comment like that. However, since I knew that the wolf couldn't block me out again, I let it drop. "I'll give you the choice: either spread your legs or get ready for a drink."

A dopey grin crossed his muzzle. "Well, when you put it like that, I suppose that I'll take the first option."

I laughed. The lupine never had a choice. "You needed to choose that five minutes ago. I think I need to make sure we don't need to have this conversation again."

The other canine frowned and whined. "Please... don't... I don't want to be filled with fox pee."

I shook my head. Nearly all his resistance was gone. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be." I grabbed his shoulder and applied only a small amount of pressure. It didn't take much to get the wolf to kneel in front of me.

He just glanced between my slightly-bulging boxers my sadistic grin, whimpering. A small amount of red was visible though his darkly-colored fur. "I- I'll try."

"That's good enough." Since he was always on top, this wolf probably had no idea what was coming. I pulled the elastic waistline of my boxers down below my balls, exposing my groin to the wolf. "Now open your muzzle."

Evidently, the wolf wasn't completely taken by my natural form of mind-control. He shook his head and whined, incredulous. "No... I won't let you do-"

Unfortunately for the wolf, I didn't care whether or not he was willing. Before he could close his muzzle again, I let a small stream of piss squirt into his open muzzle. Since this was only meant to be a taste, I quickly cut the flow off. Most of it made it to its target, splashing across the wolf's tongue. Of course, a small amount missed, hitting his chin and neck. I'm not entirely sure this was an accident.

Out of what I assume was a reflex, the wolf swallowed. Immediately, his eyes started to water. Clearly, he didn't like what just happened. I don't know if it was the taste or just knowing that he just swallowed urine. Either way, I didn't care. A few moments later, my piss started to have another effect. If my scent alone was enough to get an alpha on his knees, just imagine what marking him could do.

I stepped forward and slide my paw under his chin, grabbing his jaw and holding it open. "Now, now, that was barely anything. This is gonna be hard for you, if you keep gagging like that." I wasn't lying, either. If he couldn't accept this, it would be terrible for him. Again, though, I didn't care. Without waiting for a response, I pushed my sheath inside his muzzle. "I really hope you're thirsty." Using that as a cue, I released my bladder again. My piss made a strange sound as it splashed against the roof of the lupine's mouth.

Instead of resisting, however, he merely merfed softly. I'm sure that the sensation of hot piss hitting the roof of his mouth was a new one. After a second or two, the wolf began gagging, trying to drink the liquid. I suppose that, when it came down to it, he didn't want to be wearing my piss, too. Since it was already in his muzzle, he might as well swallow it.

I grinned at him. The sight of him staring up at me, his tears darkening the fur around his wide eyes... it took nearly all my self-control to stay soft enough to keep pissing. It got better, though. It didn't take long for him to stop trying to drink my urine. As soon as he did, the yellow, strongly-scented fluid started to drain out of his open muzzle, making him wear his marking on his outside, too.

Luckily, I was ready for this. Just before my paw would have been soaked, I removed it from my wolf's snout and transferred my grip to his ear. He was beyond the point where I had to hold it open, anyway, so it's presence there was not required. Regardless, the fact that he almost made me mark myself didn't make me happy. "You're supposed to be drinking that. Since you're not even going to try, though..." I pulled my groin back, letting my piss spray onto his head.

This just caused him to tightly close his eyes and whine. Some of my urine might have made it into his nose, but I figured that he would have gagged a little more, if it had.

"This is going to happen every time you disrespect me like that, understand?"

He just lowered his head in shame; this was an acceptable answer.

A few moments later, the stream of pee slowed to a trickle and stopped. I whined, quietly, in regret. I was really enjoying marking my bitch. "Don't worry, dog. I'm not done with you. Turn around and raise your ass. I want to see if it's even worth taking."

He whimpered again, but turned around anyway. I wasn't sure if he was upset because I wanted to spread his presumably-virgin tailhole or because I might reject it. Ultimately, though, I had no intention of doing anything else with my swelling erection.

I grinned down at the wolf currently presenting himself to me. I didn't even have to tell him to raise his tail. There, displayed in front of my was a warm, pulsating tailhole. "Hmm... that looks nice. Tell me, have you ever been taken by another guy?"

He lowered his head between his arms, as if hiding his it would make the embarrassment stop. I could still see him shake his head, however. This was almost too perfect; he really was a virgin. My grin widened. "There's only one problem, though." I stepped to his side and pressed my foot against the top of his back, forcing his head, conveniently in front of his chest, into the puddle of cooling fox piss that had formed below him. "There, that's better."

As I lifted my foot off of him, he started to push himself back up again. He turned his head to the side as looked up at me. Without breaking eye contact, he lowered himself back down into the puddle, making a sloshing sound. For a short while, we just stayed like that, staring at each other. I could still see some of the alpha in his eyes. Shortly, even this small trace would be gone. He would remain in his intoxicated state for a few hours; after that, he would be back to his former self, with one exception: he would always think twice about being even slightly impolite toward me.

Though all of this, his tail never moved. It was still hiked as high as is was before I pressed him into my piss. At this point, I was not surprised by my wolf's submissiveness. However, it was still nice. I smiled. "I knew you'd learn, eventually. Are you going to be a good puppy for your alpha?"

He nodded. This was just too easy. In less that ten minutes I turned a dominant wolf, who was ready to kill me, into a nothing more than a cock-hungry bitch. He was practically begging to be fucked. Needless to say, I was pleased with the way things turned out. I knelt down next to him, feeling his eyes follow me. "Are you enjoying yourself?" I glanced at his sheath, hearing his head splash my urine as he nodded. "Yeah, you definitely are having fun." He was already hard; his ample knot was outlined by his light-gray sheath. "Here, let me help you with that." I reached over and pulled it back exposing his cock to the cool air. He just moaned.

This was getting to be too much. "I think that's enough foreplay, don't you?" After letting his endowment go, I shuffled around him and lined my drooling foxcock up with his hole. The small ring pushed out to meet my slick rod. I whined at the feeling; it was official: I couldn't resist any longer. A moment later I harshly pushed myself a few inches into the wolf's hot rear before the sheer tightness of his hole stopped me.

My bitch yelped from a combination of surprise and pain. Even if my shaft was slippery enough to just slide into him, he was still a virgin. He probably had penetrated himself with his paws or toys, in the past, so this pain wasn't completely foreign to him.

I was beyond worrying about such things, however. The combination of the heat and his vice-like grip on my dick was better than anything I'd ever felt before. I'm sure the wolf knew this, too. I don't think I've ever moaned that loudly, either. Slowly, I worked the rest of my cock onto his tailhole, stopping only when my knot prevented any further entry.

I only gave him a few seconds to adjust before pulling back out, leaving only my tip in him. Not a second later, I was back in. I'm sure that my wolf was in quite a bit of pain, but I was feeling so much pleasure, I couldn't form a solid thought. The whimpers and cries for me to stop were lost on my ears.

I continued to pound his ass, moaning the entire time. After a minute or two, the initial rush passed, and I slowed my thrusting to a gentle humping, only sliding an inch or two in and out. "You okay down there?"

He didn't respond. He had surrendered his body to my onslaught, just like a good bitch. I chuckled at his compliance. His muzzle was sitting in a pool of piss, which he was absent mindedness lapping up. To get my answer, I reached around him and gripped his still hard and throbbing wolfhood. This time, however, he didn't respond to the touch.

"Good enough for me." He wasn't enjoying himself as much as I was, but I was content. Without any more hesitation, I started to fuck him again.

This continued for a while. At some point he started moaning and adding his precum to the puddle below him. I was, fortunately, lucid enough to realized this, and began jerking him off in time to my thrusting. This was bliss, for both of us.

I can't remember how long it took, but, at some point, I inadvertently tied to him, my knot locking inside his ass. I don't know how it happened, but it definitely did. Out of reflex, I pulled back, hard. Since the wolf was loose enough for me to slip in, he was also loose enough for me to pull back out.

Once I was freed from his hole, I looked down at him. It was like he didn't even notice; he was content in his new place, rubbing his head in my piss. I grinned. If he wasn't hurt that badly, I wouldn't mind taking him a little harder. Grabbing the base of his tail, I started to move his body against my thrusts, popping my knot in and out his tailhole.

Instead of crying in pain, as I thought he would, the wolf actually started push back against me on his own. Even if I wasn't ready for this, I wasn't about to argue. Knotting someone once is an amazing experience. Doing it again and again, in rapid succession, was not only something I'd never done before, it was something I'd never forget.

"Damn, wolf, I'm close. I'm really, really close." I wasn't lying, either. I had nearly lost my partial focus on pawing his leaking dick due to the sheer pleasure caused by taking my bitch like that, in a puddle of my own piss.

"Me... me too..." The wolf whined, out of pleasure this time, showing me that he actually liked the abuse. "Please cum in me... I want to feel you fill me..."

"Gah!" Hearing him beg like that was my final trigger. I thrusted into his ass one last time, prodding the inside of the wolf's body as deeply as I could. "That's it, wolf, are you ready to take my seed?" Without waiting for a reply, I started to pull back again, only to push down on his lower back. This prevented my bulbous shaft from being able to leave my bitch's ass and sent me over the edge, my hot spooge starting to fill him.

"Ohhh... fuck... fill me up with your hot, juicy, fox jizz!" With that statement, the wolf's thick cock fired it first shot of cum, the thick goop splatting against the ground. Each time a rope of cum left his shaft, his body clenched down on my dick, only heightening my own orgasm.

I was nearly howling with pleasure. Each time the wolf clenched, I pulled back against him, the added tightness holding my knot inside and milking me of all my cum. After just a few seconds, I felt my cum start to leak out of him, and drip down between our balls.

Slowly, both our orgasms faded. I would have felt upset by the end to our fun, but the afterglow was nearly as good. I patted the wolf's lower back a few times before starting to rub it. "That was really good, puppy. Did you learn your lesson?"

He nodded. "Yeah, I- I did. I'm sorry..." he hesitated. "...master."

I shivered at the word. "That's right. I'm your master, and don't you dare forget it."

"I won't, I promise." There was no further response. Instead, he just lolled his tongue out of his muzzle, laying it in my piss.

I didn't know what to say. Originally, I planned on letting the rest of the pack back their way with him. However, the level of his submission was higher than I had expected. For some reason, I didn't want to share my bitch with anyone else. He was mine, and mine only.

I reached down and patted his head. "Well, I've got stuff to do. Try to relax for a sec." After feeling his body loosen, I put my paws on the sides of his ass and tugged backwards. It took a few tries, but I managed to free myself from his tailhole. A gush of cum following my cock out of his body. I stood up. "I'll go find you something to clean up with. I suggest taking a shower before the rest of the pack finds you."

He nodded and turned, so that he was lying on his back. "Can I stay here until you come back?"

I smiled. "Yeah, sure, if that's what you want."

"Yes, sir, it is."

"Good. I'll be back." With that, I walked away, leaving the wolf to soak in a puddle of piss.