P.O.V. - Reflections 2
Predators
I know how stupid it was. I knew before I did it, and I certainly know in retrospect. I'm not proud of my decision that night, and I never have been. However, what happened that night changed something in me... Before then, I had been a timid little bunny, working diligently through college so I could start my "life" once I graduated. I never took any chances and certainly never had much fun. It turned out all needed was a taste of the chaos to get me started, even if it happened in such a traumatic way.
It was just like any other night, really. I was walking home from my part time job in the city. It was dark enough that night that I couldn't make out the unlit buildings against the black sky. For some reason, I felt rushed that night. I can't remember why exactly. Maybe I had a test the next day that I needed to study for, or maybe the dark weather had me a little shaken. What I do remember is that this feeling caused me to make my stupid decision. I decided to cut through that shady alley to get home faster.
It's not like I went into it completely oblivious of the risks... If anything, the fact that I could barely see anything made me extra away of possible dangers. I passed off black masses in the darkness as simply being trash cans in order to keep myself calm. At one point, one black mass toppled with a loud crash. It wasn't until it emitted a soft mew that I could make myself breathe again.
At a little past halfway through the alley, my night took a negative turn. I stopped suddenly as I heard a deep growl fill the air. It was coming from not just one but two of the dark shapes cluttering the alley. I didn't stay long enough to see what they were. As I turned to run the other way, I could here the padding of running paws coming towards me. I had barely taken a few steps before I was roughly tackled to the ground, the air knocked from my lungs. The weight of one of the beasts kept me pinned down, unable to free myself. Its muzzle ran along my neck, inhaling deeply as it moved toward my ear. It was then and only then that it spoke.
Scream, and it will only hurt more.
I know they say this so much that it seems cliché, but I finally knew what they meant by "paralyzed with fear." I couldn't move as the beast roughly tore my clothing off piece by piece, revealing my bare fur to the cold, night air. Strong, rough paws gripped my waist and spun me onto my back, and I couldn't help but gasp. It was still too dark that night to make out just exactly what my attackers were, but the one thing on their large, dark figures that I could make out was their red eyes. Both the one crouching over me and the other, standing a little off to the side, had eyes that seem to glow a fearsome crimson.
The creature bearing down on me crouched closer, its paws pinning my arms to the ground. I felt its muzzle brush over my breast before a long, rough tongue lapped over my nipple. I felt myself blush in a combination of shame, rage, and fear. The monster continued its oral assault, moving down my body. I gasped as the tongue probed roughly into my sex. My body trembled with hate.
The figured pulled back, sparing me from its tongue. I foolishly hoped that they had decided to spare me of their attack as the beast repositioned itself. Those hopes brutally crushed as the monster thrust its self at me violently. I bit my lip to suppress a scream as its member tore into my body. The intense pain was overshadowed by my resurging rage and fear as I realized that my virginity had been stolen by this creature. Tears rolled down my face as the monster slid in and out of me, each thrust making me gasp.
The one that had stood off to the side let out a grunt. My attacker snickered. Gripping my waist tightly with his paws, the creature stood and picked me up, never losing his place inside of me. Let gravity do his work, the beast lifted me up and let me slide down on his member over and over again, each time his member filling me as completely as possible. My paws dug into his shoulders as I tried to keep myself stable. My breath left my mouth mixed with sobs.
That's when the second set of paws closed around my waist. My eyes widened just as the other monster penetrated my tailhole. I bit a mouthful of the first beast's chest fur to muffle the scream that escaped my mouth as the large cock stretched my tight hole and slid into my body. Both of them laughed. Tears continued to stream down my face. Pain now overshadowed any other feelings I had as the two monsters pumped in and out of me.
As the two attackers continued to move in and out, back and forth, the pain began to turn to pleasure. I felt euphoric, my body taking pleasure in its abuse, but at the same time I was disgusted with myself for enjoying it. The monsters began to speed up their movements, their muzzles coming closer to my neck. As they began to tense, first one then the other, their molten seed filling my body, their teeth began to close around my flesh. I barely noticed as the added pleasures had finally hit a peak. My body spasmed as the orgasm wracked me. I couldn't help but scream. The teeth tightened on my neck as I blacked out.
When I awoke the next day, I found myself in the hospital. Apparently, someone had gotten to me fast enough to save my life.
But not fast enough to save what little innocence I had managed to keep throughout my life.
Writing COPYRIGHT 2008 Javelin Chimera