"Ha... beg. Just like the dick-loving fag you are!" the leader scoffed and put his hands on Draco's shoulders.
That did it and the wall collapsed. Fenrir was gripping him so hard, he was surprised his bones didn't break. His long nails cut into his skin, making him bleed and Fenrir pulled him hard against the ropes, stretching him out. He wanted to hurt him more. Rabastan was egging him on, now, but Fenrir was enjoying hurting every part of him. Touching him where no one had ever touched before, before taking that last step and grabbing his limp penis. He squeezed. Draco screamed as Fenrir laughed.
"I told you owed me some screams," he growled and tightened his hold.
Draco nearly passed out, but Fenrir loosened his grip. "You enjoy this, don't you?"
"No!" Draco cried, pulling against the ropes. "Please, let me go!"
Fenrir grabbed his throat, too, and Draco stopped struggling. "You're such a little thing... I'm almost worried I'll break your back."
Draco didn't doubt it. He was almost three times bigger than he was. Fenrir's yellow nails clawed back and forth against his throat, his other hand still had his dick at his mercy.
"Fenrir, stop playing and fuck him," Rabastan said, stroking his own dick.
Fenrir laughed. "I love the smell of fear. It's delicious. Are you sure that I can't...?"
"We've been over this... no bites. His blood is still worth something if his body isn't. Begin," his master ordered.
Draco shook more than ever. The wolf's dick was bigger than Rabastan's.
"You're mine, fag-boy..." he hissed as he brought his mouth to suck on the back of Draco's neck, as his tip lined up with Draco's entrance. The wolf's massive legs pushed his legs out further than he thought possible. He couldn't do anything to fight against the power of the massive wolf in man's clothing behind him. "Intoxicating...."
Fenrir drove his rod straight in, ripping him more open. He wailed, loudly, to their amusement. He felt like there was a knife twisting in his rectum as the wolf slid in more and more. Draco's pleas were just feasted on as Fenrir finally pushed it all in. He flexed it, stretching his insides in the most painful way. His hands hadn't moved either, squeezing, every so often to remind Draco that he had nowhere to go. But then Fenrir started pumping his dick. He laughed as he just keeping slowly thrusting into him, while he matched his strokes. Draco was horrified when his dick hardened.
"See... you like it," Fenrir crowed.
"No! I don't... I just...." But Draco didn't know. He cried, more out of confusion, as after some more squeezes, he came. He hated himself for that, but didn't dwell on it as Fenrir didn't waste any more time.
He let go of him and quickly started thrusting his large cock in and out of him, destroying the few seconds of serenity the orgasm had given him. He showed no mercy, soaking in his cries as he fucked him like a rabid animal. He licked him... his blood off his back that his scratches had caused. At some point, Draco stopped screaming, just wept quietly as the stamina of the feral werewolf held up. It felt like an hour, until he finally roared in victory and exploded into Draco.
When Fenrir released his grip, Draco collapsed on the bed, hiding his face in the soiled mattress.
"Yeah, you like that, don't you?"
Draco cringed and whimpered.
"Answer me!" he growled.
Draco shook his head.
"Well... I shall try to make it more exciting for you... next time," Fenrir sneered.
Draco started sobbing. "Please!"

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