Nobody comes to your rescue

Crying softly, head down, you wait and pray for Gillo or someone else to rescue you from this humiliating situation. The alpha lupine rests heavily on your back, panting happily, its fat cock knot plugs your stuffed pussy full of its cum. Minute follows minute and then you see what is left of the pack limping towards you. There are less than a dozen lupines remaining and most of them appear injured. Their snouts are red with gore.

"Did you finish him off?" barks the alpha.

"No," answers a subservient lupine, its head low. "We drove him away. He won't survive long."

The alpha lupine snorts and lowers its snout to your ear. It growls softly, "Your friend has killed many of my pack. You will have much to make up for when we return to the den."

You lift your head and look at the wolf-bodied creatures with their human-like hands resting in the grass. They sit on their haunches all around you. Some are worrying at injuries, but several are staring at you and licking their chops. As you watch, the pink cock extends from the furry sheath of more than one.

The alpha slides its cock abruptly from inside you, the knot slipping free with a pop and a gush of wolfseed that spills down your thighs in a humiliating waterfall. You gasp softly at the emptiness of your tender cunt after so long stuffed with the lupine fuckmeat.

"I declare this human my bitch," howls the alpha. "To be bred only by me. To carry only my litter. Know her scent and know that it is mine."

The alpha paces back and watches as, one by one, the other lupines walk to your hinquarters and smell the scent of your arousal and your ass mixed with the odor of the alpha's seed. You gasp at the sensation of cold, wet noses pressing to your most intimate places, but you endure the indignity, well aware that at any moment these creatures could tear you apart in their feral jaws.

The pack accepts you as the alpha's bitch. The alpha comes around to your front and looks at you with its intense eyes.

"We travel to the den now. You will walk upright only when we travel. When we are in the den you will crawl and as my bitch you will offer yourself to the pack in all ways but breeding. Do you understand?"

He growls when you do not immediately answer.

"I understand," you final say, cringing away from his snarling jaws.

You are allowed to rise as the lupines seft off through the plains. They are swift and you are expected to follow at their pace. When you slow them down the alpha snarls with disappointment and, in one case, even nips at your heels. You arrive in a wooded area. It is dark here, shutting out even the moonlight. The den is a small cave near a stream. The other bitches that are heavy with pups greet their mates. A few howl in sadness that they have lost a mate or snarl at you, at least until the alpha howls them to silence.

You are brought to a bed of dry pine needles and told to sleep. Feeling less than human, you curl up nude on the pine bed, your cunt raw and your thighs still fouled with wolfseed. Sleep comes only when the alpha curls up beside you and adds his warmth to your body.

In the morning you are awakened by the yipping of two young males. When you lift your head you see that they are staring at you. They are not so large as the alpha, but their cocks look huge, glistening pink and bobbing gently beneath their furry chests.

"Bitch," says the smaller of the two, a gray-furred lupine with a dark pattern on his face. "Serve us."

"Yeah," yips the other, a lighter-furred gray male. "Your mate is off bringing you meat. Now you have to pleasure us."

You feel like screaming at them, but you remember what the alpha growled at you the night before. If you are to survive, you might have to endure even more degrading things. You look them over again, your eyes lingering on their big cocks, hard at the thought of what you might do for them.