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If You Make a Wolf a Slave Part 3: He May Struggle with his New Life

Ethan couldn't keep this up, not forever.

His master, Luther, had left him in bondage for what felt like hours. Time felt like a distant memory.

His paws were bound together by sturdy rope that hung from a hook on the ceiling. His feet however were spread apart and bound by chains to separate hooks that came from the walls. His vision was taken away thanks to a blindfold and the ball gag in his mouth meant no words could escape his lips, only grunts and groans.

He could feel saliva dripping from his mouth. His arms and legs were sore. His entire body screamed with pain. Yet there was nothing he could do. His master had left him here and had not returned.

Ethan reflected on his new life as slave. His dreams did not match what was happening before him. In his mind, he pictured himself being by his master's side always and forever. He would serve his master with loyalty and respect and obey his every command.

But here he was, bound and gagged with no clue of his master's whereabouts. He remembered hearing footsteps and a door opening and immediately shutting. He knew his master had left him, but he did not know why. There was no exchange of words during Ethan's bondage. Where had his master gone?

Ethan shifted a bit, but his arms and legs answered back with stinging pain. He didn't know how long he would last. At first, he was excited about the bondage. But now his excitement faded away. He began to think about whether being a slave was the best idea. He did not realize how hard it could be.

It took all of his strength not to cry out in desperation. What would it matter anyway? Luther couldn't hear him anyway. Even if he did, Ethan didn't care. He just wanted to be done with this bondage.

He was about to sigh heavily when footsteps once again sounded in the room. He was startled at first. He had not heard a door open and close like last time. Was someone else in here?

Ethan got his answer once the blindfold was removed. He looked up to see his master standing before him, a blank stare was on his crocodile face. Ethan couldn't tell if this was good or bad.

Luther removed the ball gag from Ethan's mouth. Drool spilled onto the floor and some got on Luther's boots. Ethan winced at seeing this, but Luther did not seem to mind. He proceeded with removing Ethan from his bondage. Once finished, Ethan collapsed to the floor. He didn't want to move his body at all. The floor felt so comfortable to him, he wished he could just nap here.

Then a strange thing occurred. Ethan felt rough hands pick him up and cradle his body. He realized that Luther had picked him up and was carrying him to the dressing room. Ethan had opened his mouth to speak, but Luther spoke suddenly: "No. Do you wish to be kept gagged?"

Ethan closed his mouth. He knew better than to disobey his master.

Luther opened the door and walked into the dressing room. He placed Ethan on the ground and stepped back.

"Stand up, slave"

With every ounce of strength left, Ethan slowly got to his feet, his knees wobbling. Once at a standing position, Luther started to unzip Ethan's rubber suit.

With some help from his master, Ethan got out of his slave uniform and was informed to change back into his regular clothes.

A minute had passed and Ethan was in his normal outfit. Luther motioned for him to take a seat in a nearby chair. Ethan did as he was told.

Luther then began to undress, right in front of Ethan. As he took off his jacket, he said:

"You should know that I never left that room. I only made it sound like I did. The truth was that I was watching you."

Ethan was startled by this information. But continued to listen as Luther began to take off his shirt, exposing his muscular chest.

"I did this with every beginner slave I trained. I watched to see how long they could handle being bound in a difficult position. I wanted to see how patient they were. In my experience, most beginners can't handle slavehood because they have little patience. They start to squirm and make noises because their body is uncomfortable. If they start to do this a lot, I remove them from bondage."

Ethan had started to look at the ground. His master must have known he was getting uncomfortable and decided to remove him from the chains.

Luther must have noticed this. He had removed his boots and started on his leather pants. By this time he was facing Ethan.

"Most slaves don't last very long. They start to give in to the pain and succumb to it. The longest I had a slave stay there was three hours."

Ethan was surprised by that number. He wished his time was longer, maybe an hour.

"And that slave.....is sitting in front of me right now."

The wolf moved his head towards Luther. His eyes were now wide open. "Three hours, he thought. How is that possible?"

I was just as surprised as you were", Luther said as he removed his pants. All that he was wearing was a leather jock strap. Ethan couldn't help but look at his half-naked master.

"You made no noises, you shifted once and even then it wasn't huge. I am quite impressed."

Ethan was smiling, until he realized something. "Master, do I have permission to speak?"

"Go ahead" said Luther.

"You told me that you would start me off slow. I don't mean any disrespect, but this hardly constitutes as slow."

"I know. In the past, I did take it slow with some slaves. They got bored and told me they were ready for whatever was next. I told them there was no going back to the easy stuff and that from here on out it would get difficult. But they still wanted to move on. So I let them. And they crashed and burned. They weren't ready."

"I took a risk with you, deciding to make it tougher at the beginning to test your dedication. And it paid off."

Luther walked toward Ethan and crouched down so he was eye level with him.

"I think you have what it takes to be a slave. Your training is not complete yet and you're not ready to be presented. But you are well on your way at this point."

Luther proceeded with getting dressed. Ethan was still in disbelief. He didn't know that he had lasted that long. It gave him confidence that he desperately needed. Not to mention that his master was impressed with him even after a difficult training session. He was even more hopeful that he would be a great slave.

Luther was now wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and large tennis shoes. "We should get back to my apartment."

The wolf and the croc made their way out of the basement and back into Luther's apartment.

Luther turned and smiled at the young wolf. "I couldn't help but notice you looking at my jock strap. If you want I can supply you with a leather one as well. I have one that is just your size."

Ethan bowed. "I would be most humbled, Master"

"Very good. I will go get it. But first let's talk about sleeping arrangements. For now you may sleep on the couch. For your training, you'll have to sleep in a cage in your gear. But that won't start until tomorrow.

Luther left to grab the jock strap. Ethan sat down on the couch, still processing what happened. His master was happy with him! He had passed the first part of his training. But it only meant that the rest would be even harder. But Ethan was prepared for it. He was eager to show his master just how dedicated he was to slave life.

Luther returned with the strap. He handed it to Ethan and watched as the wolf took no time in getting undressed. Soon his new clothing was on him. It fit perfectly and felt incredible.

Luther placed his claws on Ethan's shoulders. "I have a really good feeling about this training. But remember, this is just the beginning. If you really want to become someone's slave, you'll need to work harder. But I believe in you. I'll make some dinner and then we will talk more about your training.

Ethan followed Luther towards the kitchen, determined that he would make his crocodile master proud.