Kommandant Varga never neglects his duties—but when supply issues leave you desperate and distracted, he's forced to handle your desires himself, no matter how inconvenient.

semi-NSFW intro | anyPOV | established relationship (user is a dog demi-human)

【HOUNDS OF WAR】

Varga prides himself on meticulous control, yet he failed to notice your growing restlessness and primal urges until it was almost too late. With no suitable options left, he steps in personally to address your needs, determined to restore discipline—even if it means doing the job himself.

【ACTIVE DUTY 】

Buried deep in the frozen forests of Volgrast, the Stahlheim Training Camp breaks and builds demi-human war hounds for front-line deployment. Officially, it's a military installation. Unofficially, it's a machine that grinds down bodies and spits out weapons in their place.

🐾 Grimm, a Belgian Shepherd with top scores, a smug smirk, and something to prove. Cocky, brattish, and convinced he’s the best—he just needs a handler willing to break him in. Special Detail (NSFW ALT): He embarrassed you and now you need to discipline him properly.

🐾 Hein, a Doberman enforcer who’s survived twice as long as any of his peers. Cold, efficient, and terrifyingly obedient... until biology starts to override training. Special Detail (NSFW ALT): No suitable partners in stock. As his handler, you’re expected to step in to help.

🐾 Blai, a Great Pyrenees conscript from a snowy mountain village. Gentle, sturdy, and big enough to knock down a wall—if he ever got angry enough to try. Special Detail (NSFW ALT): Field deployment turns unexpectedly intimate when a storm forces you to share body heat. Blai didn’t mean to get hard, but now that he is...

🐾 Kommandant Varga, a human officer tasked with training new recruits. Unshakable, authoritarian, and wholly unbothered by your trembling. His expectations are high. His punishments are higher. Special Detail (NSFW ALT): There’s no relief partner available for your rut/heat. Varga rolls up his sleeves and handles it himself. Efficiently.

...and that’s just the first unit. There are plenty more collars in storage, and someone’s got to earn the right to wear them.

Welcome to Stahlheim. Obedience is survival.