The Master Punishes Raine
#2 of Raine's Journey
Raine dares to speak out of turn, and the Master has to remind her of her place
Raine's belly was gently rounded with unborn as she worked with one of her Master's other mates to clear away the rotting remains of the last deer Master had brought home. They worked in silence, as Master was sleeping, curled up with his first mate.
Raine was settling in as best she could - she could feel the distinct dislike by the other two shewolves, and her hips were still sore from the multiple breedings she had taken during her heat. But the Master was pleased - she had settled in her first heat and would give birth in less than a moon, and the other shewolf had gone into heat, distracting him from her at long last. So Raine kept her muzzle low, and did as she was told. She still met with her mother and the other healers and continued to learn, and in her heart she rebelled against this mistreatment. The other shewolves seemed to accept it, but Raine could not.
Raine and the shewolf with her crouched low to the ground as Master awakened and walked by. He left - most likely heading for the river, and they retired to their personal sleeping spots. Raine curled into a ball, concentrating on the new life in her belly with a mixture of love and dread. She fell asleep, and was only awakened by the savage bite in her ear, causing her to squeal as she leaped to her paws.
The Master glared at her, "I told you to come, and you did not."
Raine felt a flash of anger at the cruelty of it and snapped back, "I was asleep - you could have given me half a chance."
Master looked startled, then his eyes narrowed dangerously, "How dare you speak back to me, you ungrateful little bitch." He approached her, lips curling back to show his teeth in anger.
Raine flinched back, cowering, already regretting her outburst. She tucked her tail, heart beating against her chest as if to escape. The Master lunged at her, and Raine tried to leap backwards, but her heavy belly made her too slow, and the big brute caught her throat in his jaws and threw her onto her back. Raine yelped as she hit the ground with a painful crash, then kicked as the Master covered her body with his own, his teeth still pinching her throat painfully, "You need to be reminded how things work."
Raine gasped for air, whimpering, still trying to get free as she felt the brute's hips grind against hers as she lay on her back beneath him. The Master growled a threat and tightened his grip on her neck, warning her to be still, then she felt his hot hard shaft brush against her. The brute dug his hind claws into the ground and penetrated the pregnant shewolf in a hard thrust, then pulled back and filled her again, paying no mind to her cries of pain. The Master wrapped his forelegs around her hips and lifted them, giving him better access to her in this position, and bucked against her, pumping his swelling penis deeper into her with each lunge.
Raine leans her head back, tears leaking from her closed eyes, and tries to ignore the feeling of his heaving chest pressed against hers, the grip of his teeth in her throat, the hot invasion of him into her depths as he pushed against her in steady thrusts. She felt the ground digging into her shoulders as she lay with the brute busy between her spread thighs.
The Master let go of her throat in order to shove himself into her in rapid deep thrusts, penetrating her to her depths as he felt his knot swell and rub against her now slick and heated sex. He groaned and bit her savagely, bringing blood, and plunged a final time into her, drawing another pained cry from the shewolf, then collapsed onto her, tied to Raine in this nontraditional position.
Raine gave a soft whine as the Master spurted a few thick hot strings of seed within her depths, but he had little to give after breeding the other shewolf, and the knotting was short and he pulled himself free without waiting for the tie to subside fully. The Master glared down at the shivering and bleeding shewolf, her thighs stained with their breeding, and flicked his tail, "Next time you'll know to hold you tongue, won't you? Get yourself cleaned up, I'd like for you to rejoin me in my den for the time being."
Raine watched him go, then painfully pushed herself to her paws and headed slowly for the river, muzzle hanging low as she contemplated a lifetime of this. Her resolve hardened - that wouldn't happen to her. One way or another, she would escape.