Collar the Wild

Chapter 16 - Upgrade

Alek, being smaller than the big black wolf, hugs his side with his head on a large furry arm. He runs his hand around the belly, and up across the chest, stroking the fur and petting his new wolf gently. His fingers part the fibres into short waves, like rows of black heather in a turbulent wind. The wolf is warm to hold, the hairs are thin but dense, immensely soft, and the comfort of his body so close is an improvement over anything a soft toy or body pillow could provide; or even another human for that matter. Alek always preferred the company of werewolf over man. He smiles to himself, having been lucky enough to get to him before the Hunters. After a few minutes of letting the wolf rest from the powerful orgasm, he hears a sharp intake of air and a long drawling sigh.

"Hey puppy," Alek says softly, lifting a hand up to the head and turning the wolf's head to meet the gaze. "You were a very good boy for me."

Ember vocalises another sigh with a low, contented growl. "Thank you ... master." He drawls, still happily basking in the afterglow.

Alek grins and shuffles himself down the wolf's body to get a closer look at his plump semi. He's observed curiously as he gently takes ahold of the heavy member and steers the tip to his mouth so he can start licking it. He's gifted a rolling groan and a drizzle of post-cum as the cock pulses in his hand. His fingers slide down the length and a couple tuck into the sheath, feeling the warm and a slippery lubricant that keeps the shaft moisturised. While the knot has deflated a little, it would still be a stretch for the sheath, so Alek continues to work his grip around the base, gently tugging on it occasionally.

"I would enjoy doing this again, my boy, as a treat for your continued service."

Ember pants with his tongue flapping, feeling the hand roam around his sensitive area. He thinks about what Alek just suggested and can't help but wonder what's so special about himself that he wouldn't allow this with the others. He's about to question it, but decides instead to ask Cal later considering he used to date the human. He's thankful that this black collar does such a good job at softening the anxieties in his head, otherwise he might be more reluctant towards post-orgasm these touches.

"I would like that ... master. Thank you."

"I know you would, pup. You still have to go on the Machine five days a week though."

Ember gulps and releases a muffled whimper. "Y-yes master."

Still the idea of being strapped to that contraption and made to cum over and over fills him with dread. He wonders if there is another collar that Alek has to make his cock less sensitive and avoid the painful ache. There have been days in his past where he'd been too horny for his own good and fapped himself to a point where touching his dick was painful. But, he mentally adds, that was when he was in human skin, perhaps it will be easier as a wolf.

"I am ... worried, about it, master." Ember admits, timidly.

"I know, pup. It's a scary thing to imagine, but it's not as bad as you might think." Alek sits up onto cross-legs and continues idly stroking the wolf's dick, which has now got hard again. "I haven't yet perfected the spell for milking, so I have to inject you with a substance. It makes you ravenously horny and dulls the ache you'd usually feel after the first couple of releases."

Ember's ears bolt up and then immediately flatten as he hoists his head to look at the human. "You ... drug me?"

"Yes, it's perfectly safe, I assure you. I've been using it on my boys for over a year, and I make sure to monitor them."

"Do I have to take it?" Ember mutters, now nervous about an injection, even from the master.

"No, but you'll want me to, I can assure you. Ask either Cal or Hess. It wasn't easy for them before we had it."