Ash had been only two years old when Authority had first rose to power within the White Wolf Clan. His father create a group had created a group, a political movement, called the Authority. The authority believed fanatically in the superiority of the White Clan race due to their blood and sought the complete destruction of all members of Black Wolf Clan creatures and thus all the other Clans. The authority viewed them as inferior, pests that had infected this world, and considered it their Holy mission to ensure they got exterminated. At first his great grand father stand against Black Wolf Clan had by the majority been seen as radical but the other members had gained more and more members, including Ash own parents.
An attack on White Wolf Clan, allegedly carried out by Black Wolf Clan, turned the tide and his grandfather ended up being a majority voice within the pack. His political opponents started to disappear and rumors of inappropriate behav
Luke and Ash, being of the same age, had never known anything other than war and the war lasted for another 16 years; until they turned 18 and everything changed again.Luke never spoke about what had happened between Ash and himself but kept the few moments he still got with Ash, the kindness in his friend that somehow had still survived, those moments kept him going. Everything else broke for the young man until there was nothing left of him, but those moments of kindness with Ash kept him from giving up. Right after they had been caught there had been months of torment, being broken and then healed again, where no one spoke Luke own name to him and if he said it himself he would be punished. After months he was in doubt what his name was. If Ash had not risked everything to sneak into his room, help him heal and tell him his name until they were both crying in relief and agony, he would till today not be sure what his name really was. Ash kindness over these
Alexander couldn't believe he had been captured; what a fool he had been! Sam had warned him – told him not to trust other White Clan, to give up on his hope for a peaceful resolution to the growing conflict with Idris and yet like a 100 year old naive members he had gone ahead.White Wolf Clan had never been a friend of the Black Wolf Clan but when Authority had managed to seize power two years ago the hidden racism Idris had harbored in its dealings with the Black Wolf Clan had been released full force. Authority openly advocated for a final solution to the problem with the half-demon population. At first Alexander had dismissed Authority as a madman for surely no one would listen to such nonsense? Yet he had underestimated the feeling of superiority many White Wolf Clan members almost seemed born with. He had underestimated the hidden racism of centuries past, centuries of conflict between White Wolf Clan and Black Wolf Clan and how it had built an atmo
Alexandra couldn't and wouldn't talk even though a piece of her heart was dying each time one of her men was killed before her eyes. However, it was getting harder and harder not to break, not to give in. Her body and mind were always in flames, being broken and bent out of shape over and over again. She had never known pain like this; she had never known hatred like this. She was losing herself in the darkness, in the pain. There was nothing left but blood, pain, tears and an agony that knew no bounds. Base had become a land of pain for anyone different, anyone out of place. There was no light here any longer; what little compassion Idris had once held towards Black Wolf Clan was dead and buried. Authority rule was supreme. So why fight it? Everything was lost – the Black Wolf Clan had lost to Authority again and this time...this time they would be lucky if they would only be enslaved. Jones sought their complete destruction. Oh, Authority might keep a few Black Wolf Clan ali
Alexandra couldn't help but wince at the thought of this young boy, so sweet, being beaten. One day they would succeed in beating the kindness out of him and Alexandra was happy she had met him before that happened. The thought of this young boy becoming just like the White Clan who enjoyed bringing her pain in ever more imaginative ways was almost more painful than anything else she had experienced or seen here in base."And it helps?"The boy nodded. "It reminds me that he should never see my tears," the boy's voice was soft, pained, his eyes clouded with remembered pain yet there was an edge of streel, of strength in the boy that was not to be denied.The voice called again, making the boy wince, something close to panic in his expression. He squeezed Alexandra nearest hand around the iron bar in comfort."Don't ever let them see your tears," the boy reminded him, his voice strong but filled with
Alexander mansion outside of New Year was safe from human eyes and lay surrounded by forest and with a large open plains with horses nearby, all of the land belonging to Alexander. It was a huge estate with a main wing and multiple side wings, all built in 18 century Victorian style. The main building had several stories and several balconies on the top floor overlooking the courtyard; one from the main living room, one in Alexander huge bedroom and another balcony was attached to his private study.The prisoners had had all their weapons removed, including their knifes and had all been bound with rope bindings on their hands and feet. The wounded had been scantily bandaged and the more severe wounds had been sealed. Using force the prisoners had arrived at the courtyard within a few hours of being captured and tended to. A red ring like magical fire around two meters tall had been erected around the prisoners to ensure they couldn't escape.
Alexander raised an eyebrow at him, taken back by the question. To beat Authority the Black Wolf Clan had used the social structure and customs well known to all Black Clan Wolf; a system not dissimilar to what the human had used for hundreds of years built on respect, hierarchy and honor. To beat them Alexander had to ensure he had the support of all the Black Wolf Clan races and strength in his powerbase was essential to achieve that. Alexander frowned at Ash, not sure if the the boy was rude on purpose or just ignorant of the customs with the Black Clan."I can see the issue of manners haven't been resolved completely."Ash noticed the frown on the man face and tried to back step; this was not a good start to this debate. In an attempt to make amends he deliberately chose one of the words White Clan were told never to use, in particular towards Black Clan, as it was seen as a sign of weakness."Sorry..." Ash began, not sure what he
"Your race barely allows children so it's quite the hypothetical question," Alexander gave back, his eyes narrowing at his tone. "But depending on your definition of save then yes, for the most part." Alexander took a deep breath to calm himself; maybe he really didn't know what the rules were for Black Wolf Clan when it came to the children of their enemies."We are not barbarians. We have rules; we obey them. Children would be kept alive, either made a Black Clan , memory wiped and left a safe place for human to find so they can live out their lives as human," Alexander explained.Ash gave him a shocked and suspicious look, doubtful it could be true. "That is indeed a greater kindness than authority would ever show."Alexander could only nod grimly in agreement to that before he got the conversation back on track. "But regardless of what you should have done then you did indeed save girl and for that I owe you a debt a
Alexander narrowed his eyes at him; he was dangerously close to impertinence. "That is possible but I don't see why I should do that.""Gifting them would help you strengthen your bond with him and his realm," Ash reminded him. "As I am certain you have thought now too," he added. He had never underestimated Alexander; the King was as least as good, if not better, a strategic leader as he was."True," Alexander admitted. He looked intensely at the young man bending the knee before him. Amazing how much strength he managed to maintain while doing that. "Now I understand why you were always such a formidable enemy.""Well, if Authority had listened to my plan we wouldn't have been captured today either so probably don't get too happy about it," Ash said evenly, matter of fact, looking him straight in the eyes as he spoke."True. Authority weakness has always been their overconfidence." Alexander took another sip of his drink befo
"My people, the line of succession has been secured. Blood by choice is blood by heart. My father's line will remain rulers of the White Wolf Clan till the end of time," Alexander proclaimed."All Hail!" The people said joyfully."I wish for all my people to join in my happiness. Today and the following week is a national holiday for all. I have food and drink a plenty all over the world, at the designated areas. Join the celebrations," Alexander said with a fond smile, looking from the people in the dome to the magically floating cameras to be sure all his people felt included."All Hail!" Everyone said as with one voice, their happiness at the news clear.The ceremony done with Alexander took his seat on his throne. He waved Ash over who knelt before the throne, his hands in his lap. Alexander smiled fondly at him and ordered him to rise and sit beside him. With a smile Ash did so, taking his seat
"I want to continue," Ash said determined and pushed himself closer so he was back to sitting between Alexander thighs. The King gave him a challenging look. Ash kept eye contact as he took his cock back into his mouth. Having gotten a bit of an idea of what Alexander liked he put one hand around the base and combined an up and down tight pumping movement with moving his head up and down. He ignored his gag reflex and the tears coming to his eyes from the strain as he took Alexander all the way down to the base, letting him hit the back of his throat. He could hear Alexander try to strangle a moan of pleasure and if he hadn't had his mouth full he would have smiled at the sense of victory this brought him. He increased his actions, combining his hand and his mouth until Alexander took a hard grip on the back of his neck and forced his head back. Ash knew what was to come this time and tried to force himself to relax when Alexander started to pump forcefully in and out of his mouth,
"No teeth," Alexander warned as Ash looked him in the eyes for permission as he reached with slightly unsteady hands towards the fly in his pants. While his eyes and face showed his resolution to do this he was still unsure how to do it and he was well aware the stakes for failing would be high; it would mean no deal and thus no salvation for his family.Ash nodded at Alexander words, suddenly very much aware he didn't know how to do it. But how difficult could it be? Women had done this for ages, right? He just had to think about what he himself might like and be careful of his teeth. He could do this.Ash unbuttoned Alexander pants and with a clear blush he managed to find Alexander cock with one hand and pull it out from its trappings. Alexander was quite big; bigger than he himself was and he was slightly hard already. He had never seen another man's cock before, not really. Sure, he had showered together in shared washrooms with other s
Ash had expected Alexander to test him; he would have wanted to do the same had their roles been reversed. His offered deal depended on Alexander believing him, believing his word mattered, that it wasn't a trick, that he would and could carry through with it.Ash maintained eye contact as he went from bending the knee, a subservient position that held dignity and strength, a position worthy of the general he had once been while still showing Alexander respect as the conquering party, to fully kneel on the floor before him. When he was down on both knees he folded his hands in his lap, lowered his eyes to the floor and bowed his head; the perfect sign of submission.Alexander took a deep breath; damn! He hadn't expected Ash to actually go through with it nor had he expected he would look so breathtaking like this. His Lord half was feeling a growing arousal and need to dominate the kneeling Donna; the sign of his status as a defeated enemy,
Alexander almost chocked on his drink. "You?" He asked, giving Ash a disbelieving look.Ash nodded. "Yes, me," he repeated calmly, his voice even and strong. This wasn't an impulse decision; he had thought this through and had concluded this was the best scenario, the best way to ensure his family was safe. He had studied Alexander intensely when they had been enemies and his belief, based on how the King had acted during the war, was that Alexander wasn't cruel or sadistic like Authority. He wasn't weak by any means but he wasn't cruel and Ash could live with that. It would in fact be a huge improvement from living with his father; it wasn't just that his father was indeed both cruel and sadistic but he also made rules he knew Ash couldn't keep, knowing he would then be severely punished, he would play mind games with him and Team and in general every day had been like walking on eggshells; you never knew what might anger him and nothing was ever good enough.
To both of their surprise Alexander actually laughed out loud at that. Then he sobered and gave him an intense look. "You are certainly brave...and intriguing."Ash simply nodded at that, hoping that meant Alexander would consider the deal. "Could it be done?""Your idea for Team? Sure, it can be done. The leader of the other clan, can take him in. His wife and step daughter have been through the same procedure." Alexander was thoughtful for a while. "I am only entertaining this idea because I am quite certain Team is not your father blood relation. I can't and won't leave any male heir to name survive," Alexander said harshly. The King were ruled by bloodlines; letting an enemy live with their bloodline intact would be unforgiveable by his community. Their blood relation, other, was spared this as they had been turned into a normal and had grown up as nice human."Why would you think that?" Ash asked surprised.
Alexander narrowed his eyes at him; he was dangerously close to impertinence. "That is possible but I don't see why I should do that.""Gifting them would help you strengthen your bond with him and his realm," Ash reminded him. "As I am certain you have thought now too," he added. He had never underestimated Alexander; the King was as least as good, if not better, a strategic leader as he was."True," Alexander admitted. He looked intensely at the young man bending the knee before him. Amazing how much strength he managed to maintain while doing that. "Now I understand why you were always such a formidable enemy.""Well, if Authority had listened to my plan we wouldn't have been captured today either so probably don't get too happy about it," Ash said evenly, matter of fact, looking him straight in the eyes as he spoke."True. Authority weakness has always been their overconfidence." Alexander took another sip of his drink befo
"Your race barely allows children so it's quite the hypothetical question," Alexander gave back, his eyes narrowing at his tone. "But depending on your definition of save then yes, for the most part." Alexander took a deep breath to calm himself; maybe he really didn't know what the rules were for Black Wolf Clan when it came to the children of their enemies."We are not barbarians. We have rules; we obey them. Children would be kept alive, either made a Black Clan , memory wiped and left a safe place for human to find so they can live out their lives as human," Alexander explained.Ash gave him a shocked and suspicious look, doubtful it could be true. "That is indeed a greater kindness than authority would ever show."Alexander could only nod grimly in agreement to that before he got the conversation back on track. "But regardless of what you should have done then you did indeed save girl and for that I owe you a debt a
Alexander raised an eyebrow at him, taken back by the question. To beat Authority the Black Wolf Clan had used the social structure and customs well known to all Black Clan Wolf; a system not dissimilar to what the human had used for hundreds of years built on respect, hierarchy and honor. To beat them Alexander had to ensure he had the support of all the Black Wolf Clan races and strength in his powerbase was essential to achieve that. Alexander frowned at Ash, not sure if the the boy was rude on purpose or just ignorant of the customs with the Black Clan."I can see the issue of manners haven't been resolved completely."Ash noticed the frown on the man face and tried to back step; this was not a good start to this debate. In an attempt to make amends he deliberately chose one of the words White Clan were told never to use, in particular towards Black Clan, as it was seen as a sign of weakness."Sorry..." Ash began, not sure what he