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"You have to be kidding, isn't there anymore?"

He asked, looking displeased, it was holiday season, there weren't many rooms, in fact there was one, the last one, the one they had to share.

Coil hadn't booked two single rooms, he had booked one room with two singles.

Doug growled and rubbed the back of his head.

"None? Zero, nothing?"

He took a deep breath and let it out through his nose.

Fine, he could deal with this, that was until Andrea walked through the door, the sight of the man made him testing.

He took the key and promptly headed down the hallway, hoping he had the only spare so they wouldn't give one to the Elf, he certainly wouldn't be unlocking the door to let the man in.

Once he found the room he promptly locked the door and dumped his stuff on the floor, he was here first, he had claimed it, he was keeping it.

Andrea hardly paid attention to the woman as he rattled off Cail's details and was given the spare key.

He was too excited to get into his room and carry on with his Mistress to bother with standing around chatting.

He was already dialling his Mistress' number as he shoved his key in the door and unlocked it.

"I'm almost ready, Mistress," he murmured into the phone as he stepped into the room. His eyes widened when he caught sight of Doug. "What are you doing here?!"

He went pale as his Mistress asked what was going on.

"There's someone from my apartment complex in the room," he explained in a whisper. "It... It looks like he and I are sharing a room." Fucking Cail.

"No worries," she replied and you could hear the little smile in her voice. "You'll just have to put on a little show for him."

Andrea yelped as he dropped his bag to the floor. "I can't do it in front of him, Mistress!"

Doug groaned at the sound of the Elf shouting.

"Cail fucked up and put us in a single two person room instead of two single bedded rooms."

He replied, his eyes rolling as he sprawled out on his bed.

Andrea's whispering didn't escape his hearing.

Doug snorted a laugh as he caught on to what the man was saying.

"Mistress?"

That made him laugh.

"No wonder you're dressed like that."

Doug lay back and chuckled to himself as he rolled onto his side.

"Don't like it? Then go sleep out in the woods, I need this room to myself."

Andrea cringed. "Fucking Cail is a useless piece of shit." Couldn't the man just learn Spanish like he should have done? If he knew Spanish, he wouldn't be able to make this stupid mistake.

The man picked up a pillow and lobbed it at Doug when the Lycan began laughing at him. "Shut the fuck up."

He was going to fucking hate this. He just hoped it was just one night.

"Your language is atrocious," his Mistress tutted softly. "Pass the phone over to your friend."

Andrea whined softly. "Please, no." He didn't want her talking to Doug. He really didn't want them talking.

"Andrea." Her tone was firm.

He cringed and glared up at Doug as if he was the source of this trouble. Hesitantly, he held out the phone to Doug.

"Please don't do anything," he mouthed.

Doug snorted a laugh and grabbed the pillow as it was thrown at him, lobbing it straight back with a lot more force than the Elf had used.

"Make me."

He retorted, he wanted the Elf out of this room as soon as possible.

The Lycan eyed the phone for a minute, debating whether or not to refuse it but since he knew Andrea didn't want him to have it he took it with a grin.

"Good Evening."

He purred, his grin widening as he lay out on the bed casually as he chatted up Andrea's Mistress.

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The man cringed back when Doug took the phone and laid out comfortably like that.

He curled up on the edge of the bed, glaring daggers at the Lycan as he gripped his legs.

On the phone, Andrea's Mistress didn't begin her conversation with any pleasantries. She believed in getting straight to business.

"Do you want to fuck my Andrea?"

Doug casually glanced at the man, his smirk widening as she spoke.

"Yes."

He replied, just as bluntly.

"Currently it is glaring at me, this is a conversation best had in private."

He added as he got up and despite any protests walked into the bathroom, locking the door so the boy couldn't hear him as he turned on the tap, Elves had horrible hearing outside of the forest and he knew he wouldn't be able to hear words over the water.

"I want to fuck him as a way of putting him in his place, but give it a few hours and my reasoning will be completely different."

He didn't know if this woman was a supe or if she knew anything about them or not.

"If today's date means anything to you then you'll know that he shouldn't be around me, not in a confined space, and not alone."

Andrea looked fragile, he would tear the boy apart if he lost control of his urges, the fact that he was annoyed at the moment wouldn't help the matter.

Andrea glared after Doug as he swooped off into a locked bathroom with his phone.

The woman on the other side of the phone made an amused little noise that was almost an excited giggle.

"Is my little Andrea being an unpleasant little child?"

Another little giggle sounded from her.

"I don't think I'm going to let you fuck him right now," she decided. "If a Wolf's going to stretch my boy's little ass, he's going to be a real Wolf while doing it. No annoyed but controlled boy."

There was a little shuffle as the woman moved to lay down.

"Pass me back to Andrea."

Douglas snorted a laugh as the woman spoke.

"You're going to have him around me when it all kicks in aren't you? Cruel, very cruel."

He replied, he wasn't foolish enough to think the woman wouldn't go that far.

"I take no responsibility for what happens to him, I hope you know that."

He added before shutting off the water and unlocking the door, stepping back into the room.

"She wants to talk to you."

He muttered, handing the phone back to Andrea before laying out on his head with a pleased groan.

Doug only got a giggle from the woman.

"Hi baby-boy," she crooned as the phone was passed back to Andrea. "Be a good boy and turn on skype for me."

Andrea grumbled softly as he did what he was told, setting up his laptop and the dongle before opening skype for his Mistress.

Sat, wearing a pinstripe skirt-suit, with one leg crossed over the other was a fierce looking red-haired woman. Her painted lips were curled up into a dark little smirk.

"Good evening boys. Shall we play a game?"

Doug lay out lazily across his bed, sex wasn't too much on his mind at the moment and he knew it would be his entire existence soon enough so he was going to take what time he had left to just lay back and relax.

The Lycan gave a soft chuckle as he rested his head on his arms.

The woman was a contrast to himself, she was well kept and composed where as he looked rougher and soon he would be wild.

"I have a feeling we already are, a dangerous game at that."

"You'd be right." But where was the fun in non-dangerous games? Danger was a thrill.

"Andrea, go stand in the middle of the room."

The man slid off the bed and took a few steps back so he was stood in the middle of the room.

"You don't need those cute little panties at the moment. Gag yourself with them. I don't want to hear your whining."

The Elf bit his lips and leaned down carefully to pull his underwear down and off, hesitating for a moment before balling them up and putting them in his mouth. He writhed a little, cheeks flushing red.

Why did his Mistress have to do this?

"Now's the time to take out your frustration," the woman said, her bright eyes turning to Doug as she addressed him. "I'm not amused with him. Talking to other people while on the phone with me. Telling me that he can't do things." She shook her head.

"I want him spanked. Hard. If he isn't crying by the time you've worked out your frustrations, I will be severely disappointed."

Douglas smirked at Andrea's discomfort, he didn't have much fight in him now that his Mistress was calling the shots.

"Yes Ma'am."

He purred as she addressed him, pushing himself to his feet eagerly, suddenly this arrangement didn't seem so bad.

His eyes gleamed with mischief as the Elf stood there blushing with his panties in his mouth.

His hand stroked over Andrea's ass slowly before he gripped onto him with his free hand, holding him so he didn't fall forward with the force of the blow.

Doug put everything he hand into the first blow, his hand burned with the force of the impact and the sound echoed through the room.

He gave a soft chuckle.

"I might be a dog but looks whose on a leash."
He taunted before striking him again, putting as much force into as he had the first.

Andrea stood stock still as Doug approached.

He didn't trust the man. And with his Mistress' orders, he knew Doug wasn't going to be nice to him.

He was right.

Andrea screamed into the gag as the burn of the slap ran through him, his arms immediately flying up to bite into the arm keeping him in place. He gave a little sob as his nails bit into Doug's arm.

He clenched around the toy inside of him and tried to move his ass as well as he could with Doug holding onto him.

The Elf cried out at the second slap, another little sob ripping from him.

A deep primordial purr rumbled in Doug's chest as he held onto the boy more tightly, his silver eyes shining as his finger tips grazed over the base of the toy inside of the boy.

Still, he hadn't been allowed to do anything sexual to him, only spankings, so that was what he did.

His hand came down in quick succession, striking him again and again until he could feel the boy's skin burning hot under his palm

"That's for being a brat before."

He muttered in Andrea's ear before pulling away from him and letting him go, moving to sit on the end of his bed again as he had to suppress his wolf, as each hour passed it was getting harder and harder to do so.

Tears began to roll down his cheeks as the slaps became more painful. The harsh slaps coupled with his burning hot skin made this session extremely painful.

So when he was let go, his thighs trembled violently. He tried to hold himself up on his shaking legs, but failed and dropped to his knees.

"Show me that beautiful ass of yours," came the voice from the computer.

After a moments hesitation, Andrea bent over so his chest was pressed against the ground and his ass was on show. It was burning hot, bright red even through his darkly tanned skin.

"So gorgeous," his Mistress crooned. "I wish I was the one to mark that pretty ass like that."

Her eyes turned up to Doug. "Do you want to pay with him some more or do you want him to give you a good show?"

"I'll sit back here and watch."

He replied, seeing the boy in tears made him purr but at the same time during this month he found himself feeling irrationally protective.

While drawing tears from the boy was enjoyable it was also a little bittersweet.

Watching him though was guilt free.

"He wants a show, baby-boy. Give him a good one."

Andrea's eyes flickered up to Doug and he blinked away the tears clinging to his lashes.

"Ride that cock like the little slut we all know you are."

Andrea carefully moved from his bent over position and knelt on the ground facing Doug. He looked up at the man through his lashes as he reached between his thighs to position the large toy he had still buried inside of him.

His cheeks flamed in embarrassment as he held the toy in place on the ground and began rotating his hips, taking the toy slowly.

His lips parted slightly. The stinging, burning sensation of his ass coupled with the feel of the toy pushing into him was divine.