Little Red Riding Bunny
:) warning warning warning non-consensual and dubious consent content, including incest.
Trophy of a Hero (Mild Version)
It was as if an invisible force was holding him down. something hard like... _resin?_ that meant he was still alive! but how? sephos must've done something to him. the venom. the venom that sephos injected must've somehow kept him alive.
In Plain Sight
With a forceful thrust, i plunge it into his skin, only to be stopped by the sternum. i'd need more force if i'm going to break the bone, but that would fracture the ribcage and deform the chest. time to take some artistic liberties.
Forcing Foxie
Story © amethyst mare / arian mabe characters © respective owners **amethyst's advent calendar of kink 2018** **non-consensual** ** ** **forcing foxie** ** ** _written by arian mabe (amethyst mare)_ _commissioned by matteh_ _ _ _ 
Life Imitates Art
The wolf could feel a bit of resistance as his breaths were forced through the narrow breathing tubes. "close your eyes. not so tight, or you'll look like you're in pain when it sets."
Sisyphus
Unable to hold his breath, he was forced to take in the doberman's scent. it was masculine and musky, mixed with the fragrance of lavish perfume.
Slave Training: Part Two
Hooked a rattling, metal chain-leash to his collar, the hyena pulled him up and forced him along, the hobbles between shane's hind paws forcing him to shuffle at a brisk, hasty pace.
Slave Training: Part One
And that was just the game, right there and then, that he was forced to play. a game. no more than that.
DINNER TIME
All her muscles tensed up, before her life force started to leave her tortured body.
Little Red Riding Bunny: And the Big, Bad Fox (erotic eBook teaser)
Author's note: this story contains non-consensual sex between centaurs and a woman in a fantasy, fictional context.
He’s a Keeper
I force myself into his mind. "sink deeper into my trance." "it... hurts..." he's resisting. i push harder. "listen to my voice and forget the pain." i look at the progress. his abs are turning into beautiful shades of smooth marble and shiny gold.
The Cursed Village
The wolf was forced into a position where he was taking a step forward, with his arm outstretched. decro looked around in confusion. the wind was swirling around him, coating him with tiny crystals of ice. !