In The Parking Lot

S.M. Wolf

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Patricia, Manfred and this story are copyrighted 2013 by S.M. Wolf. The characters may not be used nor the story reproduced in part or whole without prior written permission of the author. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Patricia meandered through the mall, pretending to window shop. The young ewe was miffed because her boyfriend had blown her off when she told him she wanted to go shopping. He had said that he had better things to do. His dismissal of her had left her in a rather bad snit.

Patricia stopped at one end of the mall. That section was notorious for having problems keeping stores. She glanced at the "Coming Soon!" sign and noted it was a store that catered to ungulates. For just a moment, she let her guard down.

"Don't make a sound, or I stick this in you!" she heard whispered in her ear as something very sharp pressed against her back near her heart. "Even twitch an ear, and I'll cut you bad."

Patricia's body went rigid in fear. She had no idea what to do.

A strong paw grabbed her left bicep and squeezed hard. The fur pulled Patricia towards a nearby exit.

"We're going outside. Make any problems, and they'll be your last!" the ewe's kidnapper said in a raspy voice.

"Please don't hurt me!" Patricia whispered.

"Be a good little ewe, do everything I say, and I won't hurt you. Disobey me..."

Patricia felt a harder stab of the pointed object into her back. It drew a gasp of pain from her and a soft chuckle from her assailant.

"I guess you get 'the point'," he added with a deep-throated laugh.

Patricia was led outside into the parking lot. She was taken past several lines of cars before they turned down a lane. It was dark enough to obscure her vision but not yet dark enough to turn on the parking lot lights. The dusk was perfect for covering her kidnapping.

The pair came to a parked minivan. Patricia's captor pushed a button, and the side door slid open.

"Get in!" he ordered her gruffly.

Patricia started to do so, but then she saw the shackles attached to a ring set in the floor. She screamed and tried to fight her way free, but the fur behind her shoved her into the minivan and crawled in on top of her. His weight pressed her down and held her immobile while he remotely closed the door. The privacy glass of the minivan hid them from view.

Patricia flailed about with her arms and legs. She opened her mouth to scream, but the fur on her back grabbed her muzzle and clamped down hard, holding her mouth shut. As she fought him, he grabbed her right arm and pulled it to one of the waiting cuffs. He forced her right wrist into it, and it locked automatically as it closed.

The fur riding the ewe's back shifted his grip so that he was holding her muzzle in his right paw. He grabbed her left arm and inexorably forced her left arm towards the other cuff despite her best efforts to resist him. It wrapped around her left wrist and clicked shut. Patricia was now trapped.

"Now to make sure that you don't make a lot of noise!" Patricia's assailant growled into her ear. He reached into the pocket in the seat back above them and pulled out a roll of duct tape. With some difficulty because of her struggling, he duct taped her muzzle firmly closed. She could barely lift her upper lip and was certainly unable to scream.

Patricia felt herself picked up bodily and turned over. Whoever had abducted her was strong. In the dim light she could just make out that he was a canine. From his size and long, lanky build she suspected he was a timber wolf.

The ewe started to kick with her legs, trying to work her way free. The wolf sat down on her sternum hard. With a whoosh the air in her lungs went flying out of her nostrils. She was left gasping for breath.

"Stop that silliness!" the wolf growled down at the trembling ewe.

"Now let's find out what's inside the package," he continued in a low voice.

Patricia felt her blouse being slowly unbuttoned, one button at a time. Her captor pulled open her blouse exposing her bra-covered breasts.

"Nice," he said, "but I prefer mine au naturel."

There was a glint of light off steel, and then Patricia felt the blade of her assailant's knife slide between her bra and skin. She screamed and twisted, but it was to no avail. A couple of quick slashes, and her bra straps were cut. The wolf grabbed the shreds of her bra and tossed them aside.

"That's much better," he said in a lustful voice. He reached down and started to play hard with her breasts. He dug his fingers into her soft mounds. He pinched and twisted her nipples. Patricia writhed and tried desperately to get away from the horny canine's touch, but the shackles and his weight on her stomach pinned her into place.

The wolf laughed,

"Your eyes say no, but your tits say yes," he said.

Patricia's nipples had indeed hardened under the wolf's assault. She glared up at him nonetheless.

"Let's see what your pussy says," the wolf added.

Patricia screamed behind her gag. She tried kicking the wolf, but he grabbed her legs. He dug his knees into her thighs painfully to pin her legs against the floor of the minivan. He flipped up her dress to reveal her simple white panties.

"Tidy whities, I see. So befitting for a white sheep like you," Patricia's captor said. There was a flash of light reflected off the knife just before he cut her panties and pulled them off the young ewe.

Patricia tried desperately to get away, but the wolf kept her tightly imprisoned with his legs as he reached down and stuck two fingers into her cunt. Her back arched, and she screamed as she felt her pussy violated by two wriggling fingers. The wolf drove them deep into her.

The wolf just snickered derisively at her reaction. He pulled out his fingers and wiped them on her nose.

"Nice and wet, I see," he commented.

Patricia's cheeks burned beet red in shame beneath her thin white cheek fleece in shame. It was true. Her body was reacting to this wolf's sexual assault with arousal rather than revulsion.

"In that case, no reason to wait," he added as he undid his belt and dropped his pants to his knees.

Even in the low light, Patricia could see the long pink erection that the wolf was sporting. If had to be at least seven inches long and almost two inches across. As she watched, she could see his knot growing. Her eyes grew large as it swelled quickly to almost twice the diameter of his shaft.

"Time to put this in you," the wolf informed the ewe as he shifted his position to place his hips above her pussy. He used his paws to hold her legs open almost painfully wide. She could see his large, white teeth as he leered down at her. As she tried to wriggle free, he thrust his hips forward and buried several inches of his shaft into her cunt.

Patricia screamed as she felt her pussy forced open. Her assailant continued to thrust deeper and deeper into her even as she did her best to work her way free. He was too strong and heavy for her. He slowly but steadily forced his cock into her until his knot pressed against her outer labia.

Patricia looked up at her assailant. She pleaded with her eyes. She shook her head no. The wolf just laughed.

"All of it. My pretty ewe!" he said as he proceeded to apply more and more pressure.

Patricia screamed as she felt her outer and inner labia forced further and further apart. The monster knot forced its way into her vagina. She cried a bit from the pain as the knot settled into her pussy.

For several minutes, the wolf ground his crotch against Patricia's, forcing his knot and shaft as deep into her as he could get it. Every few minutes, she would feel spurts of hot lupine jism filling her cunny more and more as the wolf ejaculated repeatedly. When she felt the hot fluid splash against her interior walls, Patricia involuntarily climaxed as well.

When he was done, the wolf rolled off of Patricia. She felt a wave of hot cum flow out of her distended pussy, over her buttocks and tail and onto the floor. She lay there quietly in a daze, staring up at the ceiling without really seeing anything.

"Not a bad start to the night's fun," the wolf said as he sat up, "but the fun is hardly over."

The wolf fumbled in the pocket on the back of the seat. Patricia came to her sense just in time to see him pull out a large dildo and a tube of lubricant. She started kicking at the wolf with her hoofed feet, but he dodged her feeble attempts easily.

The wolf dropped the dildo and tube to the floor. He pinned her right leg to the floor with his left knee. He grabbed her right ankle in his left paw and turned her over onto her right side. He raised his right paw and brought it down hard on her left flank several times in rapid succession. Her eyes watered from the pain.

"Keep this up," the wolf growled menacingly, "and you'll get a lot more of that!

"Understood?"

Patricia nodded her head yes.

The wolf turned the ewe onto her back again. She lay quietly, fearfully watching him as he coated the dildo with a large amount of lubricant. He forced her legs open again and used his knees pressed against the inside of her thighs to keep them open. He put his left paw on her stomach and pressed down hard.

"Now that your front door is open wide, I'm going to start opening up that pretty pink back door of yours!" he told her with a lewd leer.

At first Patricia did not understand what he meant, but then she felt the tip of the dildo pressed against her anus. The wolf just laughed as she screamed and tried to escape. He had her firmly trapped, and there was nothing that she could do to stop him. She felt her tail hole forced open by the slick hard silicone shaft.

Patricia cried out repeatedly as she felt inch after inch of the dildo forced past her ass hole and into her rectum. The wolf paused a moment when his paw reached her bottom before slowly pulling out the dildo until just the tip remained inside the ewe. He grinned down at her as he slid the shaft back into her a bit harder and faster. He repeated his actions, going faster each time. Patricia writhed as she fought the intruder. Her actions only caused the wolf to grin more. Worse, she could see his cock, which had slid back into his sheath, start to emerge again.

Suddenly, Patricia's body started shaking uncontrollably as an orgasm took her. The wolf just laughed and drove the dilldo into her bottom harder and faster.

When Patricia stopped shaking, the wolf withdrew the dildo from her butt and tossed it aside.

"Now for some back door action!" he said evilly.

Before Patricia could regain her senses, she was rolled over onto her belly. The wolf raised her to a position crouching on her knees and elbows. He slipped his right arm under her belly and pulled her body tight to his. His paw groped her naked left breast again.

"Fight me, and I'll gut you. Do you understand?" He growled in her left ear. She could feel his hot breath and feel some of his drool drip onto her fleece. She fearfully nodded her head yes several times to show her submission. That caused the wolf to dig his fingers even deeper into her tender breast. She gritted her teeth to stave off the pain.

The wolf's arm left Patricia's midsection. She felt her knees pulled open. She could feel the wolf slide between her calves. His paws ran over her naked buttocks and then flipped her dress up over her butt and onto her back, exposing her rear to the watching wolf.

"This is going to be fun!" he commented. "And you have not even had a tail bob."

Patricia's ears burned. Her parents were against docking tails, so hers was still long. The wolf grabbed her tail and raised it up and out of the way. She felt something wet and hot brush against her buttocks a moment before her attacker forced the tip of his shaft past her loose anus and into her behind.

Patricia screamed behind her gag, but the wolf ignored her. He rocked his hips back and forth to force more and more of his cock into her tail hole. He only paused briefly once to add some lubricant to his cock when it was proving to be more difficult to get into her ass than he wanted. She could only bow her head and hide her face in her paws as he worked his way up to his massive knot.

The wolf thrust in and out of the ewe's behind faster and faster. She felt his knot pressed against her anal rose harder and harder. She raised her head and turned around to look up at her captor. He was kneeling behind her with his paws on her flanks. His mouth was open as he panted from his exertions. His long pink tongue lolled to one side.

Patricia shook her head no repeatedly. The wolf ignored her and continued to thrust. She felt her ass hole being hit harder and harder by the wolf's knot. With a growl, he shifted his grip around to the front of her thighs and pressed his knot against her anus. She screamed repeatedly as she felt him force her anus open wider and wider. With an audible pop, his knot disappeared into her rectum. For the second time that night, she was tied to him.

The wolf leaned forward. He could not thrust much, but he did not need his paws to hold her in place now. That left them free to roam over her body. He played with her breasts as they hung beneath the ewe. He slid a paw down her belly to her crotch. She climaxed violently as he played with her clit for several minutes. Her relief when he stopped that was short lived. As soon as her breathing returned to something approaching normal, he started fingering her pussy. He slid as many as four fingers in at once with ease since her labia and vagina still had not recovered from being stretched by his knot.

All the time, she felt him filling her ass with more and more hot wolven seed as he climaxed again and again.

Patricia was not sure how long the intercourse lasted this time. She lost all track of time, but she knew it was long enough for the lights in the parking lot to come on. She could see pools of light on the floor of the minivan by the time that the wolf finally finished and withdrew.

After a moment, the wolf rolled Patricia over onto her back again. He unwrapped the duct tape holding her muzzle shut.

"Damn it, Manfred! You know how horny getting tied to you makes me, and you did it twice tonight!" Patricia screamed up at her boyfriend.

Manfred grinned down at his ewe and added, "Not to mention having your little fantasy of getting kidnapped and raped fulfilled."

Patricia's face softened just a bit.

"Yeah, that too," she conceded.

She grinned up at him sheepishly and admitted, "It was kind of fun, being so vulnerable and having you take me so hard. I just wish it hadn't ended so fast.

"Oh well, time to let me go."

Manfred pulled up his pants and buckled his belt again. He moved to the driver's seat.

"Manfred," Patricia called out with some concern, "let me go!"

"No." Manfred told her as he fished out the key to the minivan.

"What?" Patricia said in surprise.

Manfred looked back over his shoulder and told her, "You said that you not only wanted to be kidnapped and raped, but that you wanted it to be a gang rape. Well, all my brothers are waiting for you at the den wearing nothing but a smile and sporting large woodies."

"All four of your brothers?" Patricia asked in shock.

"Yep," Manfred said as he started the minivan and put it into gear. "I hope you are as horny as you claim you get, because you are going to be the pack's bitch in heat for the entire weekend."

The minivan pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards Manfred's den. Inside, Patricia lay on her back with widespread legs, staring up at the roof with a very silly grin on her face. She was looking forward to meeting her boyfriend's pack under these new circumstances.