Ru clenched the reins of his horse tightly and rolled his eyes. He had heard others talk about how aggravating the part time hand could be, and had heard his boisterousness in the chow hall, but this was his first time out with him “Alright, seriously Eddie, it's time to stop before I have to hang you from your ankles and whip you.”

It's not as if Ru didn't like wordplay, but the husky/wolf had been doing it all day; a subject would come up and all of a sudden everything he said would have some bad pun on the subject included with it. It became tiring real quick to anybody but an overgrown child, which, often, the hybrid seemed to be. For the last five minutes, it had been bovines.

Eddie grinned back at the silver wolf “Oh, so now you have a BEEF with me?” Then, when Ru stopped his horse and fixed him with a steely glare, “Oh, so now you're trying to COW me!”

Ru pounced and dragged him off his horse, but Eddie hit the ground all giggles. He demanded release through his laughter as his shirt was pulled over his head and a rope appeared to secure his wrists. His shorts were pulled down his legs and off his digitigrade feet, then unceremoniously discarded. Eddie really didn't even register his nudity until his ever present pulling harness was unfastened and pulled off his body, and then he didn't have time to protest before feeling his feet being tickled by the act of having makeshift suspension harnesses fashioned around his ankles.

Ru couldn't help but notice the arousal of the hybrid as he threw ropes over a nearby tree branch and hauled the bound body into the air by those harnesses. Finally, as he pulled a large riding crop from the saddle of his mount, the laughter quieted and he got to enjoy seeing realization dawn on Eddie's face that he was, in fact, about to be whipped.

Honestly, Ru had already gone much further than he had planned, but he knew that if he stopped while the hybrid was still laughing, Eddie would have won. Besides, ever since the husky/wolf first showed up to work the ranch through the Arctic touring slow season, Ru thought that he needed a good whipping and wondered just how much he could take. Now that he was hung up and helpless, there was no time like the present to find out. Furthermore, the look of nervous expectation on Eddie's face was too perfect to disappoint.

Ru walked behind the aroused and nervously giggling canine with a growing sense of pleasure. Although males really weren't his thing sexually, Eddie was obviously big and strong enough to have put up far more of a fight, but gave himself mostly willingly. Ru wondered if the recent hire did it on purpose or just got lucky, but that definitely pushed the right button to get the wolf going. Regardless, Ru felt that surge of power and control that was more than a little intoxicating and very arousing.

He shucked his own clothes; no sense being uncomfortable, and pondered his own growing erection for a moment. Should he make the hybrid suck him off before letting him down? He wasn't sure whether Eddie was actually into males himself, or just liked being dominated by an equal or more powerful person. Either way, he may enjoy being “forced” into the act.

As he decided to savor this moment and let that wait for it's own, Ru's feeling of control grew. He noticed as he examined and fluffed the fur of the exposed and helpless back of the hybrid that the curled tail was still trying to wag, even as it was beginning to tuck between the slightly parted legs, so he surrendered to the desire that was building inside him.

The first swing of the crop landed just across the base of that tail, and Eddie tried not to cry out. It continued to strike across his back as he whined and moaned through a clenched muzzle. Finally, with a pitiful cry, his tail flew up to protect his back and suddenly the crop was landing across his posterior and thighs. Over and over it fell, dodging the desperately swishing tail, the hybrid screaming and begging for mercy as his words slowly degenerating into feral yips and whines.

Ru pushed on, relishing in the sound of the crop snapping on his victim's body and the noises coming from the helpless dog's muzzle. He called on his talent with the whip to push Eddie to the point of being almost completely overwhelmed by the pain, then let him regain his senses just long enough to catch his breath before turning the heat up again.

He finally stood back, enjoying the sight of the wiggling and whining Hybrid, and waited for him to calm down, which the hanging dog finally did with a deep, shuddering breath.

“Well? Are you done being annoying? I'd really like to be able to finish up out here and get some coffee.”

The hybrid grinned back through his tears “As long as I can get an adult cow.”

Ru looked back at the hybrid “What do you mean 'get an adult cow?' I suppose if you're ready for dinner...”

The hybrid's grin broadened “Well, I've just never been a fan of DE-CALF!”

Ru took a deep breath and, with a smile comprised of amusement, pleasure and disbelief, shook his head, limbered up his arm and walked back around to finish what he started...