Caught in the Act
#1 of Caught in the Act Series
Caught in the Act
A nasty story by Akeela Longtail
This story is meant for adults, and adults only. So, if you don't
think you fall under this category, stop reading now.
- MM/NC/Rape -
*ding....ding....ding....ding...dong*
Sneak smiled. Four bright strokes, one dark. One o'clock. Every
respectable being in the city would now sleep the sleep of the
honest..... and most disrespectable, too. Not him, though. The
wolf slipped from one shadowy corner to the next, his dark grey
fur blending perfectly with the walls of the buildings.
Small wisps of fog drifted through the streets, curling and
stretching like rags of silk. Sneak followed them to the upper
city, silent and smooth like them.
"Oh you poor," he thought to himself, his grin unseen."Sleep
well, oh you citizens of Davenport, sleep deep." He reached the
corner and slipped into a even smaller alley, curling his nose
at the scent emenating from the decaying garbage piling up on the
ground. There was the door. Sneak reached out and gently turned
the knob......and the door opened.
"Yes!! So the maid did what I payed her for..." He stepped in,
silently closing the door behind him. Only the faint glow of the
choked cooking fires lighted the kitchen, no problem for his
wolven eyes. Elegantly dancing around the tables and moving up
the stairs he reached the door to the tower. Sneak waited, his
large ears turning slowly.
*...tap..tap..tap..tap.....*
"Okay, that was the guard. He won't return for annother 15
minutes," the wolf thought and stepped into the open, crossing
the yard and entering the main building. Now he moved faster,
knowing that no guards would be tolerated near the rooms of my
lady esmeralda, the daughter of the earl. The door to her suite
couldn't withstand the wolf's skilled paws for long, and he
claimed what he came for.
Such beauty! A collar of diamonds, rubys, and sapphires,
combined in a dazzling arrangement of rainbow colors and light
reflexes. Small enough to fit in his curled paw, and yet worth
enough to buy a small army. Shaking off his awe, he dropped the
collar into the leather bag he carried on his belt and turned
to leave.
Unable to hide his grin, Sneak headed back to the door in
tower, already celebrating one more victory over the rich and
arrogant. He was almost laughing when he felt a heavy hand on his
shoulder. Sneak froze. The hand closed slowly, making his collar
bone creak and groan under the stress, when a low voice whispered
into the wolf's ear.
"My, my... what do we have here?" The guard. He had not continued
his tour but noticed something suspicious, and had simply waited
here for him to return. Sneak already saw himself sitting on the
street, with a wooden bowl between the stumps of his hands,
begging for scraps. Gone were the times where the ladys quequed
up to mate with him, and gone were the times he could at least
stroke himself when no lady was available....
The guard turned the wolf around. Sneak got his first look of his
capturer, and his tail slowly made its way between his legs. The
guard was a equimorph, a good 7 feet tall, his bulging muscles
clearly defined under his short pelt. Wearing only a loincloth,
this incarnation of power and force grinned at the wolf, his eyes
gleaming with mischief.
Shifting his grip the guard pulled Sneak up to his head by the
wolf's neck, the other hand reaching out and ripping the bag
from Sneak's belt.
"Ahh... stealing mylady's jewlyery, arn't we??"
"Uhm... look, I can explain....."
"I'm sure you can. Surely the earl will listen to you calmly and
then let you go, as this is nothing but a major misunderstanding.
And not have your hands chopped off. Or your head."
The guard grinned even wider. Sneak swallowed dryly, his ears
flat against his head and decided it would be a good idea to
start pleading. However, the guard would have none of it,
changing Sneak form his right to his left hand with the same
casuality as a basketball player changing the ball form one side
to the other.
Reaching out to open the door, the guard stopped, however,
turning his head towards Sneak again.
"Hmmm.... there's one chance for you though........" Sneak's ears
went up. "Yes?? What is it?? Whatever it is, I'll do it! I'll pay
what you want!" The Equimorph tilted his head a bit and smiled.
"Oh, really? Let's go, then...."
He turned around and began descending the stairs, still carrying
Sneak with his left hand, without any signs of tireing. He
slipped his right paw under his loincloth, licking his lips.
Watching the guard scritching himself _there_, Sneak's ears
slowly folded back again,the wolf's mind spinning furiously.
When they finally reached the basement of the tower, Sneaks eyes
went wide. The guard had loosened the string that held the
loincloth in place, revealing his sheath, easily twice the size
of the wolf's equipment.
"Uh.. Hey, what the hell are you planning to do?!??"
The guard smiled."I'm going to punish you myself, thief... and if
you're still able to get up and walk away when I am done with
you, you may even take that little bag with you. My name's Josh,
by the way."
The horses right hand had slipped between his powerfull legs,
stroking himself slowly. Soon enough, Josh's cock spilled from
his sheath, hardening to a 8" massive, 2' long pole of solid,
slick flesh. Josh grinned at Sneak, slowly putting the shivering
wolf to the ground.
"Cooperate, and I promise I'll try to not hurt you too much."
Sneak woke form his stupor at that sentence."You're crazy!
Howling mad! There's no way you're going to fit that....thing
inside me!!
The guard dropped to his knees and reached out for the wolf with
both hands, quite easily picking him up and placing him in front
of him. Sitting back on his heels and getting up again, he flexed
his muscles, wich played smooth under his silky hide.
"Oh yes, wolf, there is a way.... it's called force... and the
more you struggle, the deeper I will go. If you don't give in
I'll make you my mare, and you'll feel my flare right under your
heart - and I mean that literally!"
Sneak blinked a few times, realizing the situation he was in, and
the power of that guard behind him. "Oh, well.. better than a
life as a beggar," he thought, and spread his legs. "Just a
short fuck, how bad can it be?"
He closed his eyes as he felt the guards large hands on his hips.
then something wet pushed under his tail, quickly settling
against his anus. The pressure grew, and grew, but nothing
happened. Thick and blunt as equine cocks are, there was no easy
way in. Josh grunted as he wasn't getting in at his first try,
and impatiently jerked his hips,pulling the wolf back with both
hands.
Sneak howled with pain as the horse hit his rear with the force
of a fistblow, the flat tip of that massive cock just hammering
past his barriers. Josh grinned and stopped, holding the
struggling wolf in place. Still, a few of his kicks found the
guards tighs, canine claws leaving deep scratches in the horses
smooth skin. Sneak felt like his anus was on fire. Never intended
to get stretched this wide, the delicate flesh of his tailhole
had suffered some small fissures. Nothing too bad, but certainly
painful enough. Only too aware of the amount of flesh waiting
to get buried in him, the wolf tried one last time to get away,
but no avail. He froze when he felt his pelvis creak under the
growing force of the stallions hands, closing with the slow
mercilessness of a wine press. A movement behind him, short
equine fur brushing against his bristled backfur, and then a
hard nip on his shoulder. Blunt teeth squeezing his skin, hot
breath blowing in his ear... and then ...
The guard's hips began to work. Easily overcoming the resistance,
his mighty leg muscles started feeding inch after inch of
horsecock into the wolf. Josh wheezed through his nostrils, the
shivering warmth of the wolf almost too good to be true. He
wanted more, wanted to feel this snug sleeve with all his length,
wanted to let his reins down and thrust away...
But he had to stop when the wolf's panting hiccupped and gave
way to a scream of pure pain. Josh shook his head and
straightened himself, looking down his body, watching the
juncture between him and the thief. Almost one foot of his shaft
was inside Sneak, and that was all there would fit. He had
stretched and straightened the wolf's intestined to their very
limit, one more inch and he'd be a murder. Raping a thief was
one thing, but rutting a wolf to death was not something his
employer could overlook. With a sigh, Josh pulled back almost
all the way, letting only his tip remain in that snug hose.
"Hmmm, " he mused, regarding the faint red streaks covering his
shaft, "I am not the first to take this one, or there'd be more
blood."
Shrugging off these thoughts, he bent over the shivering Sneak
again and grinned. Rolling his hips he again impaled his toy,
only to pull out and do it again. And again. And again. The horse
was establishing a steady rythm, his muscles rolling under the
short fur, the powerfull tighs pistoning one foot of horsecock
in and out of the poor wolf with the sureness of a steam engine.
However, even to a being so strong and trained as the guard, this
work began to show. Beads of sweat formed on Josh's head and
neck, rolling down his magnificent body, leaving dark, wet
traces on his brown fur. He was beginning to pant, too, and
from time to time, he stopped his strokes to moan lowly.
Sneak, on the other hand, had long stopped to fight against his
rapist, giving in to his fate. His whole inside burned like it
was filled with acid, and each blow of the guard behind him
knocked the wind out of his lungs. If he wouldn't be in that
vice-like grip, he'd long ago had sunken to the ground, for his
legs were wobbly like made of rubber. His whole mind was
dominated by the steady in-and-out of the oversized intruder
taking him. Each time Josh stopped, Sneak praied for the horse
reaching his climax, ending his ordeal. But no, from all guards
in the world he had to get the one with stamina like a rhino.
Josh felt his balls pull up against his body, already his loins
began to ache. Pulling back, he straightened himself once more
and slapped the wolf across the neck, not too unfriendly.
"You've been a good boy so far, my cute little thief.... so I
will save you from annother half hour. I'm going to finish off
now.... but, if you thought this would be all I had to offer,
you underestimated me."
Sneak heard the words, but didn't really understand the meaning. He just
whimpered slowly and wondered
if there could possibly be anything worse than what he had
endured already. Josh's strong hands again gripped the wolf,
this time closing around the canines tighs form the front,
forcing them apart.
Then he started thrusting again, this time in earnest. Unleashing
the whole horrible power that rested in his muscles upon the
wolf, he hammered away, his head leaned back and his eyes closed.
Sneak screamed. He felt the already large mass moving inside him
swell and grow, and still move faster with every second. The
sensations were not completely painful, the long work before had
somewhat numbed him in that respect, but they were intense. In
fact so intense that the wolf passed out cold, just seconds
before the lustful whinny of the guard echoed from the stone
walls.
With a last thrust, he started climaxing, shooting load after
load into the thief. Slowly sitting back on his haunches, Josh
tried to get his breathing under control, his heart racing, his
legs aching. "Boy what a fuck," he thought to himself, "A pity
this one won't come back...."
The guard slowly pulled out and cleaned his shrinking shaft with
a towel he kept here for exactly that purpose, then donned his
loincloth again. Scooping up the still unconcious thief, Josh
grinned shortly, then made his way upstairs. He dropped his
load on the ally, right in front of the door that had been his
way in. Almost like an afterthought, Josh leaned down and kissed
Sneak on the nose, tucking the bag of jewlery under the wolf's
arm. He truly had earned it.
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