Loup Garou (for Croup)

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Breaking away from the village proper, Tam did not go twenty meters before Rendul caught up to him. He let out a yelp as the larger Lycan closed his yaws around his neck.

His eyes widened has he thrashed around in fear. Rendul was going to kill him!

"Are you really that stupid? What are you afraid of, that I'll kick you out of the pack?" Tam stopped his wild flailing when he realized that if Rendul was not going to kick him out of the pack, he wasn't likely to kill him. The leader lowered him to the ground with his teeth still around his neck.

"If I was going to do that, I would have simply left you in that village to die." Tam calmed down a more, but he was still uncomfortable with Rendul over him. He swished his tail around, wondering what his angry leader would do.

[Croup]

When Tam's breathing slowed to an acceptable level, Rendul spoke again. "No. You'll be punished for this, but it won't be anything quite so drastic." His eyes moved over the Lycan's powerful back, his sleek furry shoulders and bulging arm muscles, stil somewhat defiant in their flexing. That's when he made his decision. "In fact, it'll be something you're quite familiar with, although you might not have felt it since you were a pup . . . "

Reaching down the young body, Rendul firmly grasped Tam's nervous tail. With a grunt, he lifted his fellow werewolf up by it, hauling him bodily into the air. It was sure to be a painful move for Tam, but not nearly as painful as things were about to get. Spying an abondoned headstone a few yards away, Rendul moved to seat himself atop it. Then, he dumped the other Lycan over his own grey-furred thigh.

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"In fact, it'll be something you're quite familiar with, although you might not have felt it since you were a pup . . . "

Tam wondered what on earth Rendul was planning. Werewolf pups were rarely punished, and when they were it was because they placed themselves in mortal danger.
In retrospect, maybe he should have waited until even later in the night to wander into the human village to have less people awake, but it wasn't like he would have gotten himself killed. He was a Lycan! He could have outrun them!

When the pack-leader lifted him by the tail, Tam couldn't surpress his hiss of pain. He tried not to move in fear of hurting himself, but it hurt so much! His tail wasn't designed to support his body weight! Rendul knew that!

But before he could wordly protest, the older Lycan roughly threw him over his lap. Looking at the dead leaves littering the ground, a wave of dread suddenly hit Tam. Rendul wasn't planning to...to...

[Croup]

"That's right, boy . . . You're about to get a good tail poundin' . . . " Rendul growled in the other's ear. Then his wolf palm connected to Tam's backside. WHACK! It struck against the seat of the guy's jeans--still on him despite the numerous holes and rips where the transformation had enlarged his muscles.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

This was no pup's punishment, that was for sure. Each heavy spank would hurt like hell. Rendul's palm was transformed also, so it was almost more like a paw as it slammed against Tam's butt. He still had fingers though, and sharp clawed nails, though he wasn't about to use those unless he had to.

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Tam could NOT believe what was happening. Of all the things he could have done, Rendul decided to pull him over his lap and spank him! His initial shock at what the leader had done quickly was replaced by shock of pain.

He yowled and began squirming like a captured lizard, trying anything to get away from his punishing discipliner. The pants he was wearing and the layer of thick fur that had grown over his butt offered almost no protection against Rendul's strong hand.

By the moon it hurt! Last time he had been spanked, Tam had been about ten years old and both he and his father had been in their human forms. Even though his pants had been down that time, it didn't even come close to comparing to what Rendul was giving him right now.

Scratching the dirt behind him with his powerful hind legs and tearing up the remnants of his leader's pants with his front claws, nothing Tam did seemed to put any distance between him an the older Lycan. He began considering biting his leg and having a quick get-away when Rendul cried in pain.

[Croup]

As if reading the younger wolf's mind (which he practically was through a combination of reading Tam's body language and smelling the scents of his rampant emotions) Rendul closed an oversized fist around his snout. "Don't even think about it," he growled, while his other hand continued to beat Tam's ass.

The wolf had the taut, round buttocks of a proud packmember, and they were firmly packed with muscle. Even so, Rendul spanked thos globes as if they belonged to a child. It wouldn't be the first time he'd taken a disobedient male over his knee, and he doubted it'd be the last, either. Each blow of his fearsome palm felt like a sledgehammer against those flexing globes.

"Stop struggling and take your punishment like an adult. If you don't, things will get much, MUCH worse for you," he snarled.

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"Worse? WORSE?? What could BE any worse, Rendul? Let me up! If you want me to behave like an adult then let me fight like one! You and I!" The younger werewolf howled as best he could through his muffled snout.

Tam knew he was asking for for a death sentence, he doubted he would be able to scratch Rendul hard enough to open his skin before the older Lycan ripped him to shreds in duel. Rendul was, after all, pack-leader for a reason and it wasn't the good looks he had in human form.

Ignoring his leader's warning, he continued to try to get away, it just hurt so much!

[Croup]

"WRONG choice, cub. You really want to know that bad how worse it can get? Let me give you a taste." Ignoring the whelp's howl, Rendul went to grip both hands onto the seat of Tam's pants. Straining his muscles only slightly, he yanked in opposite directions. He was rewarded with a loud tearing sound. Now Tam was not only was pinned across his lap, he was stripped naked as well. Not an unusual state for a werewolf, but definitely not an improvement of his situation.

Wrestling the young were-wolf back into position, Rendul took only a moment to let his gaze rest on those freshly bared buns. Though covered in a matted coat of fur, there was also a faint hint of red peeking through. The elder grinned wide at this. Though it was not blood in truth, the color would satisfy his lust for it that night.

"You want to duel me? That is a privilage extended only to full pack members, Tam, and tonight you are NO full pack member of this clan. Tonight you are a naughty cub, getting what he deserves. No more, and no less." His paw returned to swatting at the writhing rump, and he put some muscle into them this time.

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If it was possible for a Lycan to blush over all that fur, Tam was doing it right now. His face reddened in humiliation and shame and dread of how ridiculous he would look when the moon went away and he would be a naked human.

The fight was dying out of him, partly because Rendul's blows were really starting to take their toll and partly because his human brain told him that fighting the pack-leader was no use. His lupine side usually responded to pain with aggressiveness, but right now he was getting another kind of feeling.

He knew he had been beaten by Rendul and when a male wolf defeated another male, it was customary that the loser "show neck" to the winner, his life being at the stronger wolf's mercy. The animal side of him told Tam that he would have to "show neck" at his leader if he wanted the punishment to stop. But his human side was stubborn, while it said that fighting was useless, it also wouldn't give up. The now-silent Lycan swished his tail around in confusion, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from crying out.

It was then that he noticed the smell of blood. He sniffed. He hadn't noticed before because he had been too busy trying to get away. But he couldn't miss it now...it was so near...it fact it was right underneath him!

"Rendul...your leg...when did you (ow) get hurt?"

[Croup]

"The first time you struggled to get away. It's minor, so don't worry. I do plan, however, on exacting revenge out of your hide." Wounds inflicted by a fellow Lycan was one of the few injuries they could suffer which did not heal immediately. Rendul grabbed the base of Tam's twitching tail, and hauled up on it to more adequately position the lad's butt for punishment. Those round wolf buns squirmed as his palm smacked one after the other. What many young Lycans didn't know was that their tails could be an effective 'handle' at times like these.

"I plan on beating your hairy arse until you're howling for quite a different reason than that the moon is out, whelp . . . " Rendul informed him. He could feel the buttocks warming up beneath the fur.