This commission was written a while back for draegwolf. It contains consensual (albeit grudgingly at first) smexings between two family members. :3

[center][b][u]The Price of Pleasure.[/u][/b][/center]

Lycan came from a family where a pack mentality ruled; a hierarchy within their home where his mother and father were king and queen, his older sister was a princess, and he... he was but a stable boy. Ever since he was a cub it had been this way, and even now his small, lean stature and naturally submissive personality made him the perfect whipping boy for all those above him. It wasn't a bad life though, not really. They didn't [i]hurt[/i] him, and some of the activities they demanded his services for were rather pleasant to be a part of. Sure he had to put up with some pretty humiliating stuff on occasion, but what family didn't embarrass one another at some point? The only difference was that in the case of this particular wolf, his bashfulness tended to be sexual in nature.

Today, for example. His older sister Shayla had come to him in quite a state; already naked from the waist down and with the familiar lustful glint in her eye that told Lycan to expect something exceedingly pleasant if he played his cards right. She'd told him that she was horny... [i]duh[/i], and that if he'd indulge one little fantasy of hers first, she'd ride him till he begged her to stop! The virile male had of course agreed, having learned long ago that if he caught a member of his family in the right mood it could be as much a treat for himself as it was for them. Thus he'd found himself stripping off, removing his shorts and t-shirt, and sitting down in the wooden chair that his sister had fetched from the dining room downstairs. 

Shayla meanwhile was bent over by her brother's wardrobe, rummaging around in a box full of precisely the kind of objects that most families would consider immensely private and personal, not one of several [i]stashes[/i] littered throughout the various rooms of their house. Her grey furred tail wagged happily, lifted up high in the air, and between her waving buttocks Lycan was able to catch a glimpse of her snatch, its pink flesh already slightly flushed. He moaned softly, and squeezed his fuzzy sheath as it began to swell with arousal. 

"I-it might be behind the box, Shayla. R-remember? You threw it back there a-after... after the last time..."

The male wolf's face flushed pink beneath his fur as he remembered that occasion just four days ago, when Shayla had hog-tied him and pawed him off until his entire body was trembling with near orgasmic rapture. Then she'd stopped, and whipped out a camera! She'd taken photos of him bound and gagged, his erect cock throbbing violently all the while, and made him watch as she downloaded them from the camera onto his computer, then promptly e-mailed them to all her friends.

[i]That[/i] hadn't been such a good day. Even if she had let him cum afterwards, it hadn't been worth the embarrassment of hearing Shayla reading the e-mail responses she'd received at dinner that night! It hadn't been worth the way their mother and father grinned as Shayla read about how her brother's cute little ass looked so fuckable, and how half her friends wanted to know when they'd be able to come over and play with him again! Nor had it been worth the visit he'd received from his parents later that night, telling him not to be upset with his sister for having some fun with her friends. 

It hadn't really mattered whether or not he'd intended to stay mad at her though, because he and Shayla had fucked the very next day. The female wolf had guided Lycan into her bedroom some time late in the afternoon, and after gently and tenderly pulling off his clothes had laid down on her back and pulled him down atop her. There they'd made rough love for close to an hour, sharing a total of six orgasms between them, two of which had been Lycan's! They hadn't even stopped when their parents came in to ask if they were ready for dinner; neither Shayla nor her normally shy sibling so much as breaking their stride. 

Since then things had been much better. These last few days had been ever so enjoyable for the small male, his entire family treating him with a new respect. He'd been played with as ever, yes, but his sister, his mother and even his father had indulged [i]his[/i] feelings of arousal too. He'd been brought to orgasm by the touch of his family more in the last three days than the entire month before that, and that was why he was so willing to indulge and enjoy his sister's company tonight. It seemed that this was just another fun experience for them to share; a way for him to help relieve Shayla's over-abundance of sexual urges and to have some fun for himself, too! So what if she wanted him tied up to a chair while they fucked?! It was silly, it was kinky, and that made it all the more fun!

"Ohh, that's right... I did throw it back there, didn't I! Yep, there it is, right at the back. Thank you, Lycan! Who knows where this family would be without you to keep us on the straight and narrow!"

The female wolf rose upright, Lycan somewhat saddened as the smooth curve of her ass was hidden first by her tail, then the falling hem of the baggy shirt she was wearing; one of her father's if Lycan wasn't mistaken. She turned to face him, grinning playfully and clutching a length of cord in her hands. It wasn't rope, not exactly, even though it looked a lot like it. This stuff was specially made for bondage, much softer on the wrists and ankles than proper rope but strong enough to resist even the most muscular fur's attempts at escape. 

Even Lycan couldn't help smiling as Shayla approached him, her hips drifting from side to side seductively as she approached, slowly twirling one end of the rope around the fingers of her left paw. To describe his family as anywhere [i]near[/i] the straight and narrow path was a hilarious idea indeed, but it still meant something to him that his sister had seen fit to compliment him. Before her apparent change of heart a few days ago there had been times when even in the midst of passionate sex, when he'd been giving his all to pleasuring her and she'd been screaming in pleasure as a result of those ministrations, the female had found the drive and willpower to insult or mock him. That was a world away from the kind words with which he was being indulged now, and even if they were uttered partially in jest the tone in which they were spoken still meant a lot to the male in itself.

He sat back in the chair as Shayla stooped beside him, and whimpered as rather than simply beginning to bind him to the chair the female paused, turning her head and gazing right at Lycan's erect member. It stood some six and a half inches tall from the tip of his sheath, a deep pinkish red in hue and as yet untainted by the glistening trails of pre-cum he was capable of producing. His fresh erection was untouched, his paws having fallen to his sides as soon as it began to emerge into the warm bedroom air, and part of the wolf had thought that it might actually be that way until the very moment that Shayla sat down on his lap and began to ride him.

Now though he wasn't so sure, because the way she was looking at him spoke of lust beyond anything the male wolf had ever seen before. He didn't know what it was about him tonight, but Shayla was really turned on! Better yet, he wasn't the solution to her arousal. He was actually the [i]cause[/i].

Despite whatever it was that Shayla may or may not have been feeling at that moment in time though, it apparently wasn't strong enough to [i]completely[/i] overwhelm her desire to tease her brother. She tore her gaze away from his erection with a heated whimper, and instead focused her energies on the pleasure yet to come. The female wolf bound Lycan's paws and ankles to the chair tightly, rendering him almost entirely immobile beyond the potential to roll his head, wag his tail and buck his hips a little. 

He moaned as she tied him down, and his cock twitched violently. No matter whether Shayla was being naughty or nice, Lycan really was the most wonderfully submissive little man-slut that his sister had ever seen!

Unaware of the crude yet somehow fond implications behind his sibling's playful grin, Lycan panted and whined eagerly as he watched Shayla rise to her feet and straighten up. It wouldn't be long now. Soon she'd be ready, and then... the male whimpered with need as his shaft jerked upward once again. Then, he would feel her newfound and tender passions firsthand once more!

To Lycan's delight however there was one more thing that Shayla seemed intent on doing before she so much as laid a paw on him. Something which, while torturous, was equally glorious to behold! She grabbed the front of her father's oversized shirt and began to swiftly, neatly unbutton it from the bottom up. The male groaned as she turned to face him head on, holding the unfastened portion of her shirt aside so that he could observe the neatly trimmed fur of her crotch and the very forward edge of her slit, complete with the nub of her pink clitoris just visible at its base. His eyes grew progressively wider and wider as her dextrous paws rose and button after button fell open under their gentle touch; revealing the soft fur of Shayla's slender stomach and growing ever closer to showing off the full glory of her naked form.

Last to be revealed were, of course, the wolf's breasts. Before long though the final buttons were under assault from Shayla's paws, and mere seconds after that Lycan was moaning in joyous arousal as his sister shucked off the last of her clothing and stood, proud and naked, before him. His eyes fell upon her ample chest and remained there, transfixed by their beauty. They were large, round, and perfectly formed. Not [i]too[/i] big, not big enough to look ridiculous or fake, but still undeniably large! Each mound of furred flesh was capped by a pale pink nipple, and as Lycan watched Shayla lifted her left paw to one of them and began to caress it between one finger and thumb.

"A-ahh..."

She wasn't faking either, that was the best part. Many a time Lycan had been commanded to suckle his sister's nipples, and not once had it failed to drive her wild with desire. Seeing her teasing them herself was like watching Shayla stuff a toy into her snatch and go to town, and it drove the male wild with a lust of his own just thinking about how horny such an action must have been making her feel! This act alone would have been sufficient to capture her brother's mind hook, line and sinker, so when his sister grabbed her left breast in one paw, manhandled it upwards and bent her head to lap at her own nipple with her rough tongue, Lycan all but howled in frustration as he found himself unable to grab his shaft and begin to paw off furiously! Luckily for him though the soft cry of desire he did let slip seemed to have been the response that Shayla was looking for. She released her breast there and then, letting slip a heated whimper of her own, and raised her head. To replace the previous source of stimulation she simply lowered a paw down between her legs, proceeding to gently stroke her clitoris with a single digit as she addressed her brother.

"Do you w-want me?"

Lycan could have laughed at that question, but he knew never to joke around unnecessarily when sex with a beautiful woman was concerned. No matter how obvious the answer given his rampant, now pre-cum drooling arousal, he gave it vocally anyway.

"G-God yes...!"

The female smirked, her eyes sparkling.

"Would you do anything to be able to fuck me right now?"

A whimper of lust escaped the male wolf alongside a fevered nod of affirmation. Shayla grinned, repeating herself pointedly.

"[i]Anything[/i]?"

Lycan didn't even hesitate before nodding. Right there and then he [i]would[/i] do anything to mate with her, because there was nothing that the new, kinder Shayla would ask of him that he wouldn't gladly be willing to do for her anyway!

"Y-yes, Shayla. Anything!"

A fresh grin spread across the female's face, but not the gentle and loving smile which Lycan had become accustomed to over the past few days. It was one he knew all too well though; one that before Shayla's change of heart had been all too common whenever she came to play with her sibling fuck-toy. She began to rub herself harder as this new grin spread, the wolf showing her teeth and growling savagely as she spread her legs wider and really began to go at her clit with not one finger, not two, but [i]every[/i] digit of the paw she'd located nearby.

Without a word and with her paw still sandwiched between her legs, Shayla turned and half ran, half stumbled out of the room, moaning and giggling with matching volume and excitement. She returned just a handful of seconds later, as though whatever she'd gone to collect had been waiting for her right outside the bedroom door. When Lycan saw what it was he couldn't help but let slip a whimper of mournful embarrassment. He gazed from his sister's naked body to his own, tied helplessly to the chair, and then at the high quality webcam clutched in Shayla's paws, and realised that he had been played. [i]Again[/i]!

"N-no... these last few days, y-you said that things would be different. You... you..."

The male wasn't even sure that his sister was listening as she ran over to his desktop computer, plugged the camera in to the nearest USB port and set about what looked like the well rehearsed process of beginning an audio-visual recording. Within a minute she was lining up the webcam on the desk, and as the computer's speakers gave her a five second count Shayla was running back across the room to stand beside her silent, humiliated and still painfully erect younger brother.

A final tone sounded, and after ruffling Lycan's hair in a playful, mocking fashion the female wolf addressed the camera proudly.

"Hey guys! You all know me, and my brother Lycan. You've seen the pictures, you've heard my stories, but tonight you all get to [i]see[/i] what we actually get up to together. And boy, are you in for a treat! My brother said not five minutes ago that he'd do [i]anything[/i] to fuck me, so I'm sure he'll be over the moon to hear that all he has to do is sit back and be himself. He just has to play the role he was born to fulfil for all his sister's wonderful friends! That's right, the role of the horny male [i]slut[/i]! You said you wanted to see everything he has to offer. You said you wanted to know what would be up for grabs if I offered to rent him out in the future? Well, you've got it! Right here, right now. Enjoy the show!"

Turning away from the camera and towards Lycan, Shayla revealed what had remained tucked away in her paws all the while as she set up the camera. It was a sex toy; a small silver vibrator, and as she sank to her knees before her defeated, silent sibling, it became clear to him that it wasn't meant for her.

"S-Shayla..."

He whimpered pitifully as she parted his legs, resisting feebly but putting no real fight into it. One sharp, commanding look from the female though and his legs sprang wide open, hips rising off the chair and straining to make his back passage all the more accessible to the female's paws. 

They'd been through this far too many times for Lycan to even attempt feigning true restraint or anger, and while this was the first time it had been recorded on a webcam... well, it really didn't make much difference to how the female was going to treat him, even if it was a thousand times more embarrassing. He knew if he resisted or said he didn't want it that a single touch from her paws or muzzle against his cock would have him begging for her to continue. The truth was that she was right; he was a slut, a subby little slut, and while he was infinitely ashamed and saddened that his body was to be taped and used for his sister's satisfaction... well, it was still just preferable to being left without a single warm body with which to alleviate his own fierce desire for pleasure.

"O-ohh Shayla, ahhh!"

His sorrowful whimpers turned to groans of pleasured discomfort as without any lubrication other than a few lashes over its length from her tongue Shayla began to press the vibrator into Lycan's exposed ass. He didn't fight it, whimpering and bucking his hips as she switched it on after a few inches were already inside. It felt wonderful against his tight passage walls, and even though it was only five inches long in total the vibrator's buzzing easily carried all the way along to the wolf's sensitive prostate. 

Soon almost the entire toy was hidden away inside him, and as the female wolf switched it to its maximum setting Lycan yelped in pleasure. A thick burst of pre-cum oozed its way out of his shaft and drooled down the twitching pink length, the male crying out again as Shayla promptly relocated her paws to his thighs and applied just enough gentle downward pressure to ease his hips back down to the seat. Sitting with his weight on his rear allowed the toy to press that little bit further in, only its wider base with the power control remaining external to his tight ass. This allowed the very tip of the toy to actually graze his prostate, a feeling so potent and wonderful that it swiftly became hard for Lycan to remember why it was he was supposed to be feeling ashamed and embarrassed in the first place!

It became even harder a short time later, when at long last Shayla broke her vow of no contact. She straddled her brother's seated form, head turned to one side and muzzle flashing a heated, lusty grin at the camera, and began to lower her body down onto his lap. She didn't use a paw to guide his shaft home, nor did she need to for that matter! Lycan's erection was so stiff and pointing so perfectly upward that Shayla slid down over it without even needing to try and make things more streamlined. Her damp slit parted for its tapered pink tip, and soon her tight walls were squeezing around the first inch or so of the wolf's sensitive manhood while she sank down onto it.

"Ahh! Ohh fuck, t-tell me this wasn't worth it, Lycan. Tell me t-to stop... t-to turn of the camera. Even if it means you won't be able to get off all night, t-that you'll be tied up here all stiff and unsatisfied for hours on end w-while I get myself off in every way imaginable right in front of you... surely it'll be worth it t-to avoid being so embarrassed and exposed, r-right? You're not [i]that[/i] much of a slut, a-are you?!"

Lycan said nothing as the tight depths of his sister's snatch clamped down hard around him, swallowing more and more of his raging arousal as she began to tremble from her position astride his own small, rather feminine body. He moaned loudly and shook his head, cheeks glowing crimson and heart pounding with shameful nerve, but not a single word left the male's muzzle. His body was already on display, and he saw no reason why Shayla would show any more mercy to his heart or mind were he to open them up by saying how he felt! If he resisted she'd probably torment him [i]and[/i] keep recording. Besides... he had neither the desire nor the [i]ability[/i] to deny his abject need for what her body had the potential to make him feel, so there was little sense in doing so anyway! 

It didn't take long before Lycan found himself having to fight to maintain his wordless vigil in a different way though, the urge rising in his throat to cry out his sister's name as she hilted herself upon his erection and with little ceremony or warning began to rock her hips and bounce gently up and down atop him. She moaned loudly as she rode the male, large breasts jiggling in Lycan's face and her inner muscles rippling over his needy shaft as its length stroked and probed deep inside her. Far from ashamed of being recorded, of how her overabundance of lust for her brother might look or sound, Shayla relished the exhibitionistic nature of what she was doing! All her friends knew that she was part of a very special family, in fact most of them had seen and felt her lust first-hand! They loved the fact that she was as proud and open about fucking as most furs were about, say, breathing, and she loved that they loved it! Thinking about how many furs would see and jerk off to this video over the next twenty-four hours made Shayla almost as hot as knowing that her shy, slutty little brother was sharing the spotlight with her!

The siblings worked themselves into a fevered frenzy over the next few minutes. Lycan was utterly overwhelmed by the dual assault of his sister's snatch squeezing and rippling around him and the toy buzzing within him! Shayla meanwhile was losing herself faster than she'd expected as she pressed her body down onto the rigid length of her brother's shaft over and over again. They whimpered and cried out together loudly, the chair creaking under the strain of their frantic fucking and the entire house ringing with the echoing cries of their united euphoria. 

Little could either fur have known or cared how loud they were being, but had they been any less vocal they might have heard their parents' own heated cries from the floor below. The two elder wolves had known all along of their daughter's plan to reassert her dominance over their submissive pack omega, and had begun to ravage one another upon the living room floor from the very moment they heard Shayla cry out for the first time. They were so very proud of their daughter's initiative and cunning, and there was only one way in which they could adequately express those feelings. Through one another!

"Yes! Ohh y-yes! You gorgeous little slut, you f-fucking stiff-cocked bitch T-tell me to stop! S-say it, and I swear... I'll turn the camera off, a-and let you go right now! You can fuck me as h-hard and fast as you please, and no-one will ever see or hear it! J-just tell me to stop, and I will!"

Shayla wailed in pleasure as she taunted her brother, feeling Lycan beginning to thrust back up against her already frantic humping. She snarled in carnal ecstasy as rather than responding to her latest offering of freedom the male sank his muzzle forward into her chest and began to suckle hungrily on one of her nipples. She pressed herself down on his cock and whined giddily, digging her heels into the carpeted floor and feeling her toes curl as pleasure surged through her entire body. It was perfection! Sweet, absolute perfection!

"That's right, ahhh [i]fuck[/i]! Yes! Y-you know what you want. You d-don't want freedom, or peace, or l-love! You just want to cum, don't you. We're no different. You're nothing special! All you want, d-deep down inside, is to [i]fuck[/i] me, and to [i][b]cum[/b][/i], right?! T-to cum in front of h-hundreds of f-furs; to cum in f-front of the whole world, if that's w-what it takes! Ahhh! A-anything, so long as you get to fuck me, a-and to cum w-without any delays!"

Lycan howled in ecstasy, tearing his muzzle away from the female's now glistening right nipple and tossing his head back violently. He couldn't take it any more. He couldn't deny it, no matter how humiliating or wrong it was!

"Yes! Y-Yesss! Oh [i]god, [b]Shayla[/b][/i]!!"

The female wolf snarled joyously, her frantic humping of the male's cock stepping up yet another gear as she received a triumphant surge of adrenaline mixed in with a fresh shot of endorphins.

"Then d-do it Cum, Lycan, you little bitch! Cum in your big sister's cunny like the horny slut you are! Y-Yes! Do it! Y-[i]yes! [b]Yes[/b][/i]!"

With a fevered yelp, cum flooded the female's snatch as Lycan's body finally reached it's breaking point. He bucked up into her quivering, clutching depths as hot, potent ropes of seed began to spill out and lash Shayla's wet passage. The toy buzzing away in his ass teased and tantalised his prostate to rapturous effect, raising what already felt akin to heaven sent pleasure to a new and fantastical realm of wondrous sensations. In that instant of pure pleasure, nothing else in the world mattered but the female's own orgasmic juices spilling out over his crotch and her body squeezing tightly at his throbbing, jerking cock. He howled and grunted lustily, his body giving up every last drop of willpower to the pleasure of the experience and not leaving so much as a single neuron free in his mind with which to worry about the camera recording every last pleasure-stricken convulsion or impassioned cry he made to Shayla.

The only other fur to care about Lycan's orgasm more than the wolf himself was the female receiving it, Shayla's body beginning to tremble in absolute rapture from the moment the first gush of Lycan's seed made its hot, sticky mark inside her. A cataclysmic wave of bliss crashed down over her body, and as the wolf shrieked aloud in ecstasy she felt a small flood of her very own erupting from her treasure. Her body shuddered violently as the ejaculate escaped her in three short, sharp squirts, each one infinitely more pleasurable than the last and just as powerful! She drove her body down hard against the male's throbbing cock, moaning as it twitched and pulsed inside her tight walls, and did the only thing which realistically remained available to her at this stage. She rode out the crest of her orgasm without restraint, devoting herself entirely to the pursuit of pure euphoria. In short she screamed, and screamed, and [i]screamed[/i] some more as her body bucked and humped and writhed atop Lycan, not for the camera's pleasure and certainly not for his, but for her own ultimate satisfaction!

"Nngghhhh! A-ahhh!"

The next thing that Shayla became aware of after that desperate whimper of pleasure slipped from her muzzle was a warm, tender tingling sensation against her left nipple. She looked down, eyes still somewhat glazed by pleasure, just in time to see Lycan's tongue lapping at the nub of flesh tenderly. The male's own glowing, post-orgasmic expression bore a goofy grin as he clumsily licked at her breasts, and even as his head slumped forward and attached its muzzle to one nipple the corners of his lips were upturned. 

"Ahh, t-that's it, brother... good little slut..."

Shayla giggled softly, stroking the top of her brother's head as he moaned softly. She could still hear the vibrator buzzing away inside him, and even though their climaxes had waned into the pleasant, soothing warmth of afterglow its action against his prostate couldn't go unnoticed.

"N-now hopefully, brother, you'll remember your place in future."

The female wolf addressed her brother tenderly as he suckled on her breast, feeling his body growing increasingly limp beneath her as his submissive nature came into its own. He looked and felt like a broken man. Not broken in a bad way though, at least not to the minds of his family. Just... more cooperative. Less concerned with any sort of sense of self-worth, and more with where the next orgasm was coming from. The way any good fuck toy was expected to behave!

"You don't get to complain, or to feel hard done by. Not if you want to feel good like this. You need to be good to your family, and good to all our friends too. Because I have a lot of friends who want to meet you, Lycan. A lot of guys and gals who want to use you like I me, mom and dad do. We can't have you making a fuss around them, not when we all know now that deep down inside, you love it. It's just like you said... you'd do anything to fuck me. So start by learning your place, and remembering it for next time."

As if on queue, Lycan whined in pleasure. Regardless of whether or not he'd just cum, the toy buzzing against his prostate was still doing its job to great effect. Shayla giggled again, groaning happily as her brother began to suck harder still on her stiff nipple and lashed its tip with his tongue.

"If you want to keep f-feeling good, if you want your slutty self to be taken care of, you're gonna have to get used to being played with as [i]we[/i] see fit. No complaining, or being ashamed. That's the price you have to pay for your orgasms, and for the furs who give you them being nice to you. That's the price of your pleasure, and I hope that you won't let me down in paying it in the future. Right?!"

For a few seconds, the male said nothing. He kept on suckling on Shayla's nipple like that little nub of pink flesh was the entire world to him, and continued to do so for almost fifteen more seconds.

Eventually however he did raise his head from his sister's chest. Rather than looking up at Shayla herself though, Lycan turned his head towards the webcam. It was still recording, even though the session was over, and he knew that whether live or pre-recorded to be sent out later, there would indeed be hundreds of furs waiting to hear his answer. His face glowed scarlet beneath its fur, and the wolf's heart was racing faster than ever. But it wasn't his shame driving his body to feel that way, not this time. It was the toy in his ass, and the warmth of Shayla's body around his slowly softening cock, both working to remind him of what was at stake here.

Lycan looked right into the camera, his eyes vacant and showing off the same complete lack of shame or self respect which he felt deep inside his heart. Lust, desire, carnal pleasure, these were the things that filled him now. These were the things he understood, and those which he could count on in the world that his family had built around him. 

He nodded, and licked his lips teasingly for the benefit of whoever was watching. Nearby, Shayla growled in approval, and it was with that pleasantly arousing tone ringing in his ears that the wolf delivered his response.

"R-right." 



By Jeeves