To Own a Wolf: Part 3

By Lithier

Locke is just getting settled in at college when his mysterious uncle sends him a gift: a fully trained sex slave. Now he wants to try and show her how to lead a normal life, but he may not have the best examples to work with...

This furry story contains intense, graphic sexual scenes featuring the following themes: Male/Hermaphrodite, Oral Sex, Fingering, Themes of Slavery, Wolf, Snake, and Dragon Furries

Praise for the rough draft of To Own a Wolf, Parts 1-5, from the community:
"Goodness, this is great stuff."
"Insanely good work, sir.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lithier
• Release date: Sep 4, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311781543

Lithier

Lithier has been writing short erotic stories since 2010, commonly featuring furries, fetishistic exploration, and themes of identity and philosophy through the most unlikely means. He is also in the process of developing My Very Own Lith, a text-based flash game based on his character, Lith. Lithier does not share many details of his identity, but prefers that his works and words online be judged by their own merit.

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To Own a Wolf - Part Three

by Lithier

Text Copyright 2015 Lithier

All Rights Reserved

Cover Image by Clockwork Caribou

This story contains intense, graphic sexual scenes featuring the following themes:

- Male/Hermaphrodite

- Oral Sex, Fingering

- Themes of Slavery

- Wolf, Snake, and Dragon Furries

What is Furry?

Locke could get used to waking up like this. The thought was followed closely by a wash of guilt. He'd better not get used to it, cause it wasn't going to be happening much longer if he could help it.

A soft slurping noise leaked from under his blankets, followed by a firm gulp. A groan dragged out of the barely conscious snake as he slid down his slave's throat, his hips trembling a hint as his hand slipped down under the covers. He had to...

Of all things, she whimpered when he pulled her off his cock. He might have done the same, really, but he restrained himself to a shaky sigh. If he hadn't stopped her there, he might not have been able to in another moment. Hey... he murmured softly, come up here.

The wolfess crawled up slowly, peeking out at him with a questioning look before settling down pressed to his side with a paw on his belly and a breast half-smooshed on his chest. Her body pressed to his down to their toes. His cheeks reddened, but he tried to take a stern tone.

You don't have to do that every morning, you know. Listen... He looked away a moment, putting together how to say it. I... you can stay here, but I don't really... want you to act like a slave. He didn't want to have a slave at all, but that wouldn't sound very good just yet... "It's... you can just act normal, okay? Think about