Pauper pops the Prince
Metal on metal, a crash, and the sound of ringing cymbals made up the start of this evening's orchestra. The conductor was a large female wolf, no stranger to city back allies, no stranger to rough and tumble city life. Her tight fitting, hole marked jeans and the tank top that barley kept her large breasts in check; the white stained with flecks of red showed it all. Her audience, and the listener for which the fresh blotches of red belonged to, was an equally large, but rather timid male tiger. To be to the point, the wolf had gripped him by the collar of his shirt, lifted him off his hind paws, and tossed him a good four feet into a collection of garbage cans. He now laid in a heap of refuse, his nose bloodied from the sudden sucker punch he had been given as he walked past the ally of 42nd Street at...oh...about one o'clock in the evening. He had just stepped out of his favorite down town pub, after last call. He wasn't too drunk. He could still see straight, still walk...his coherence was a bit much to ask for as far as he was concerned. If asked, he would have simply replied "I'm not drunk, I'm just tired" to which would actually be a true statement. But, as the wolf advanced on him, his eyes bleary and head ringing from colliding with an aluminum cylinder, he slowly came to realize there would probably be no rest tonight at all. Scratch that. The wolf gave him a hard kick to the side of the head, a practical mud-hole stomp that connected with his skull just below his right temple. Unconscious, he was given a brief rest. The wolf smiled to herself. She scooped up her prey and carried him further down into the alley.
It would be a very brief rest. He was forced awake only 15 minutes later by the cold water from a garden house splashing down his bare back. Wait, why would his bake be bare, wasn't he clothed? His vision was still hazy, he had a splitting head ache. There didn't seem to be a concussion as he wasn't seeing double, nor did there appear to be much delirium...other then the fact that he could have sworn he had been wearing clothes. Another cold splash of water, he yelped and shivered. "About fucking time!" The voice was angelic, almost pure. It would have made his heart flutter if it didn't sound so threatening, so rough. For the moment, he ignored the sudden sinking in his stomach caused by such a voice and examined his surroundings. He was in a court yard it seemed, stuffed behind four or five different building, he couldn't quite tell. All apartments...or at least were apartments. Most were squats now he could guess. He was, in fact, with out his clothes, and he just noticed his hands were tied above his head to a cross bar of a small, broken swing set. There was a squeaking followed by a faint clink as his victimizer turned captor turned off and tossed the water house.
"Why...why am I naked?" he asked in a shaky voice. His response was a hard slap to his ass and a giggle. The sound of her laugh light a match in his gut that quickly burned away. A faint heat that faded. He gasped and grunted, she had put her claws into it, leaving welts on his cheek under the fur. She walked around front of him, to which he tried to cross his legs.
"Don't...BOTHER!" she said, throwing a punch into her words, her fist hitting the abs of his stomach. It knocked the wind out of him which in turn knocked him into a stupor, slumping on the ropes that bound his wrists to the bar. He hung there for a moment, struggling for air "Don't bother asking stupid questions, don't bother begging, don't bother offering me money. I only want one thing form you." She spoke sweetly, with out the roughness, the anger. As she spoke she ran the back of her paw gently down his cheek. Before flinching her paw into a fist in rearing her arm back, swinging into his face. Her knuckles cracked as they connected with the skull of his eye socket. He gasped and yelled in pain. Hissing. She flung her hand gently back and forth. "You have a hard skull kitty cat" she said as she winced and blew on her knuckles.
Now, through only one good eye, as she stood back to nurse her paw he was able to get a good look at her. A single lamp, faint light that buzzed and hummed with electricity, illuminated her form. She was big, as big as he was, meaning she was quite large as far as morphs went. She had an incredible bust that would bounce and wiggle with even the subtlest movement. Her fur was a light brown, all over. Just a single shade of pure forest brown to include her hair which ran down to her back. No blemishes or marks of white or black. Her eyes were sheer white though. She would be beautiful if not for the fact he was terrified of her right now. She wore no bra he was able to guess by the way he could see the little points sticking up on the tight fabric. As he looked at the fabric pulled tight over her nipples, he felt the heat in his gut form again. She stopped nursing her wound and sniffed at the air for a moment and then looked directly into his eyes...well...eye...as the other was starting to swell shut.
"About time, again." she smiled as she stepped toward and pushed her self against him. She curled an arm around his neck and pushed her lips to his. With surprise he atempted to pull away. The arm around his back placed a paw on his ass, the paw sanks its claws into his skin. Another cry escaped from his mouth, muffled paw her lips and probing tongue. "The one thing I want form you," she spoke softly as she drew slowly away from his lips, a thin string of saliva touching form hers to his. "Is your body." She breathed the air around him in deeply, intoxicating her self with it as her other paw ran down his front to between his legs, grasping what she expected to be there. His erection had only partially emerged form his sheath, even with the lusty kiss of hers. She lowered herself to her knees, hell bent on getting all of what she wanted. With a lick she made his length jump. With a kiss she made it twitch. Wrapping her lips around the head and suckling softly earned her what she desired. She giggled again as she grasped his length, a seven inch feline erection, with both her paws and began stroking gently.
"I see the way you rich types look at us" she said, looking up at his beaten, bloodied, and sweat covered face. "I see the way you look down on us" She said as she rose, giving his balls a small fondle before reaching up and untieing his bindings. She laughed as he suddenly tried to get away. Feline were so predictable. The moment they felt they had an opening they would try and bolt. The trick was to make them think they had an upper hand. As soon as he tried to turn, actually managing to free himself after a small struggle, she planted one of her hind paws hard behind one of his knees, causing him to stumble. Swiftly she was on him, a knee into his back as she retied the ropes around a small metal trash can holder he had landed in front of. "You think your better, think you can just walk and spit all over us. Well, baby, spit on this." She unzipped her jeans, letting them fall to the paved ground. She wore no panties, and he gasped as she suddenly thrust her hips forward and gripped the hair of his head.
Her...no...hir sheath was thrust into his mouth. The leaking pre form her sheath tasted coppery, but alluringly sweet. He swallowed reflexively as it touched his tongue. His mouth clamped closed around her intruding body and she moaned. He could feel her tip beginning the poke out, rubbing the rough of his mouth. What he was doing both disgusted and aroused him and he did not know why for the latter. He was being raped by a shi-wolf. And he was aroused by it.
"Taste just like a pussy, doesn't it?" She asked with a smile as she began gyratign his hips in small circles. He gaged in disgust as more and more of the shi-wolf's length emerged form hir sheath. "Suck is good baby...god help you if you bite." he wimpered. He thought for a moment of what she might do to him if he disobeyed. The pain in his gut, back, ass, and head told him exactly. He faught, with revulsion he wrapped his lips around her length and began sucking. He refused to move his head though. "Mmmm...good...you sure you aint gay?" she giggled again as she suddenly thrust forward. Hir cock was already at full length, eight inches long, but with out a knot. She speared hir dick down his throat. He gagged and coughed around it, involuntarily swallowing.
"Oh god baby thats so good, keep swallowing like that." she moaned as she leaned over his head, letting go to grip at his thighs. Back and forth she began to thrust, fucking his throat. Every few seconds she would momentary stop and pull back to let him breath before relentlessly fucking his esophagus again. She laughed softly as she heard him begin to sob. It must have been so humiliating for him to be on the receiving end. The only thing his type understood though was dominance. She had watched him for some time, months had passed she guessed. Studied him, watching him around town and finally found out only weeks after stalking him that he liked a certain pub in this area. He could scream for hours if he wanted to but the only place that would likely do anything to help was that pub. And now that they were closed, there was no help. Moments later she gripped his hips, her eyes squeezing tightly shut as she began to cum. She could hear him sputtering and gagging "Swallow every last drop or I'll fuck you up so bad the police will need dental records to identify you." the sputtering almost immediately stopped, replaced by an audible gulping. With a coo she stood back up, pulling her wet and limp cock form his mouth and moving behind him.
"Please..." he began. Shi rolled her eyes and sighed. She waited, stroking hir shaft. It annoyed her but this part always got hir off good "I"m begging you please stop. I-I have three hundred in cash in my wallet. A credit card, please...just...god please don't kill me..." He finished his pathetic pleasing and began his pethetic sniveling. His eyes filling with water and matting his cheeks to mingle with the string of her cum that had escaped his swallows. She sighed and blew her breadth out exasperatedly between closed lips. She mounted him, placing the tip of his dog cock right at his pucked hole.
"I'm not going to kill you" she said with a sigh, she was telling the truth. "I'm going to fuck you till I cant cum any more, and then leave you tied up here naked. I have every single intention of taking your money, and your clothes, but not with out a way of getting them back" she giggled again, stroking her paws down his back softly. He was quite a handsome tiger, he had obviously gotten a fur job done, as no tiger was naturally black with red stripes. It was an alluring collar though, made him looker tougher then he actually was. He continued whimpering, until he suddenly let out a cry as she thrust the head of hir cock past his tight tail hole, the mix of spit and spoo acting as hir lubricant. Shi murred as shi simply pushed pased his flenching muscles, the tight feeling only arousing hir. Moaning softly as shi hilted him shi began gyrating hir hips.
"Mmmm...you've never had it back here...heh...nice tight virgin ass" shi crooned as her gyrations turned slowly into thrusts. The pain was near overwhelming for him. His claws extended and retracted. She had been careful to turn his wrists so that the backs of his hands faced themselves, preventing his claws form tearing the rope. His anus gripped hir length with a tightness she hadn't experienced since shi first experimented sexually with her pack mates when shi was still a cub just hitting puberty. She leaned over him, her face flushing red and her tongue hanging form the side of her mouth. Shi assumed the posture canines normally took when they mated like their feral cousins. His whimpers began turning to cries. Cries of pain, of help and pleading as her hips simply began bounding back and forth "Oh would you shut the fuck up and enjoy it?" she said through her euphoria as she reached under and took hold of his cock. She giggled, not surprised to find it hard. She began to stroke it with the soft inside of her pawlm, murring softly into his ear as she simply throttled his ass. His cries had began to die, simply sniffles coming form him now. She could see it though on the contortions in his face that he was enjoying it.
Harder shi pushed, forcing hir length in ever deeper. Ther was a faint cry form her prey as she popped her head past his colon and began rubbing at his lower extremities. "You remember how much I came in your mouth?" he didn't answer, only continued his pitiful mourning, every now and then his ass would clench on hir length in a feeble attempt to push her rampaging cock out of his bowels. Shi narrowed her eyes and snarled, whipping her claws down his back "Do you remember!?" he cried out and nodded furiously. He tried to speak but only choking sobs escaped his lips. Smiling she grunted, letting go of his leaking length, pre dripping form the tip as the heat in his stomach involuntarily flared.
Panting, shi pushed deeper and only harder until she suddenly stopped. She moaned and let out a low feral growl, one of dominance. Thats all this was about: domination. Showing who was better, stronger, who truly owned who. "You remember how I came? Now imagine it in your belly" shi gasped out before hir cock exploded and filled his intestines and anal cavity. Shi squirted what must have been three or four loads. Each one huge, just like in his mouth. He could feel hir juices pushing up into him, filling his intestines and pushing them out. He swore, even, that he could feel it gushing into his belly. Shi lay on top of him spent, hir limp cock slurping out of his ass audibly as she heaved herself off her knees to get up. Shi patted his ass and murred softly at the site of hir white goo leaking from his hole. Shi stood, leaving his panting form to lay on his belly. Bending over, shi scooped up his and hir clothes and knelt down next to him. "Break those ropes and meet me on the top floor of the building your facing now...we'll talk about giving you your stuff back then." She gave him a smile and a kiss on the cheek before sauntering off, bare ass and bare length.