A Long Walk Home II
This is a unforeseen continuance of a former story, entitle A Long Walk Home. I had not intended to make it a series, and I still do not really intend to but it seemed to need something more so here is something more... I got motivated upon reading it and now I guess I have left more to be finished eh? It was written at 6 am after being away 37 hours so forgive me if its not in line with my other works.
It was 5:30 am, who the hell was calling?! The angry thought slipped through the head of the tiger as he turned over and grabbed the phone. He glanced at the caller id and his anger slipped away with a relieved sigh. It was Mandy's number! He was worried she would never speak to him again, after all he had screwed up pretty badly. Though she had blow it out of proportion. They were not ‘together' at the time he had sex with her best friend, they were on a mutual break. But then Mandy had always been hot headed, it was one of the things he liked about her... though he preferred it when she was angry at someone else.
The fact that she was calling him back, after the 50 calls he had sent the evening before made him feel better as he hastily hit the answer button and brought the phone to his ear. "Hey baby..." He said softly, soothingly hoping though he held the phone gingerly a few inches from his ear in case she began to yell at him.
"Uh..." A strange male voice responded, which confused him. He brought the phone around to check the number again, sure enough it was Mandy's.
"Who is this..." The tiger asked, firmly. Hoping Mandy hadn't managed to find another male so quickly... she was a beautiful rarity among their kind it was not out of the question still... they had a lot of history... even if she were to say they were over he'd hoped she would need time to get over him. I mean... she did love him right? And why the hell would she have her new boy call him!?
These thoughts raced through his mind during the brief few seconds it took the other party to answer him sending him down an emotional rollercoaster of fear, heart breaking sadness, and then anger. Then the voice responded...
"Hi uh yeah, I found this purse um... I am Matt. Yeah and I found this purse had this phone and I called the first number on the thing see um... I was wondering if there was a reward for it cause it got no cash..."
The tiger frowned a moment and then grinned. Mandy must have tossed the purse in her anger. He had given her the purse so it made sense. She did things without thinking sometimes. Or maybe she had dropped it. Either way he would gain points if he retrieved it and brought it back to her.
"Yeah, I'll give you 20 bucks for it, its my girlfriends." He said, getting a pen and paper for the guys address.
"Yeah sure, whatever just make sure its cash." The guy said as he gave the address and hastily hung up.
Orion quickly leapt out of bed, and glanced around his small bedroom for some clean clothing. There were piles of clothing all around. He hadn't done laundry yet. Piles laid where he had taken them off, a typical bachelor pad. He moved carefully to the closet and grabbed a red shirt and a pair of jeans. Once he was dressed the muscular feline grabbed a pair of shoes, forgoing socks and his car keys. He wanted to get there quickly before the obvious bum decided to hawk Mandy's phone.
That's why she didn't call me back! He thought as he got into the small Chevy, and began the short drive. When he arrived he saw a man dressed in clothing with holes in it clutching the pink purse. It was a funny scene, he wondered how many had passed the bum before he arrived and what they had thought of the sight. He brought the car close to the guy, rolled down the window, and pulled a folded twenty from his pocket and waved it toward him. The bum rushed over, the stench of alcohol strongly wafted from him as he held the purse toward the tiger and reached for the cash.
Orion took the purse firmly before releasing the twenty. Without another word the man ran off with his newfound wealth, probably to a liquor store Orion thought dismissively as he rolled the window up and placed the scuffed up purse next to him.
The drive to Mandy's house was short and uneventful. As he pulled in front he saw her room mates car parked up front. He shut the car off and stared at the house a few minutes, wondering what the girls were into. He could just imagine the trio sitting at the table scarfing down sweets bad mouthing him. His ears went back, suddenly not feeling so good about his idea. But he shrugged it off, this walk of shame was his own fault and if he wanted her to forgive him he had to do it. Grabbing the purse he opened the door and took that slow march to the door to await his doom.
Diiiiing Doooooonng
Geeze... was that doorbell always so loud? He thought, as he scratched his head nervously. His tail swooshed behind him, as he heard the sounds of movement inside. The familiar click in the lock made him jump as the door opened slowly, partly, and a chocolate pointed head peaked out groggily.
It was Mandy's friend Leolona, one he did not have the best relationship with. She glared at him, as he cleared his throat and held the purse up in front of him, sort of like a shield or perhaps a peace offering.
"Is Mandy in?" He asked sheepishly. The Siamese rolled her eyes at him and shut the door a little, stumbling through the house to Mandy's room. But as she neared she realized the door was open, a quick peek inside showed the pointed feline that her friend was not in her room. Hearing a stir in the kitchen she turned and moved to check there, only to find it was their other roommate June grabbing some milk. She frowned.
"June, have you seen Mandy tonight?" The petite mouse glanced to her, and shook her head as she drank a swallow of milk.
"She's probably with the tiger." She giggled as she brought the milk away, though she silenced when she saw the serious tone in the face of the Siamese. Leolona turned and moved back to the door, opening to see the tiger idly standing there, holding the purse to his chest.
"She's not here." The Siamese informed him, which made the tiger's brow furrow.
Orion frowned, pursing his lips.
"Are you sure, I just wanted to give her back her purse..." He said, "She's not pretending she's not here is she... because I AM REALLY SORRY AND REALLY LOVE HER."
He purposely yelled the last bit so that if she were in the building she would hear, as he handed the purse toward the Siamese. Leolona looked bewildered, and brought her paws to her waist and cocked her head a bit.
"And what would you be sorry for?" She asked, which made the tiger look even more confused.
"She's not here?" He asked, as the Siamese shook her head in response. "Really... actually not here?"
"No damnit Orion she's not here, what is this? She went out with you, she hasn't come home where is she?" The Siamese demanded, grabbing the purse and rummaging through it. "And where is her mace?!"
Orion stood there dumbfounded as the Siamese lost it, throwing the purse to the ground she grabbed the tiger with a rather unexpected strength and drew his face close to hers.
"If you hurt her so help me..." She growled from between tightly clenched teeth. Orion gulped, ears back.
"She um... found out about something... and got real mad and demanded I pull over... then took off walking... last night... that was the last I saw her... she was mad see... and then this guy called me and said he found her purse this morning..." He answered trying not to further enrage the Siamese by stating exactly why she was mad.
The Siamese released the male and stormed back into the house closing the door hard behind her leaving the startled tiger behind without a further thought. She grabbed the phone from the wall and hastily dialed 911 and requested a police unit.
Orion paced back and forth in the living room as the cop asked questions. They had already interviewed the two room mates and sent them away. Still that did not make this any easier, as his mind whirled trying to figure out where Mandy was, if she had taken off forever purposely... or had someone hurt her. Was she lost? He was worried.
"And you say she exited your car on Oak Rd?" The male cop asked, for what seemed the tenth time. Humans, why did they always have to ask the same question? Why did his tone seem distrusting. Orion growled, his growl deep and frustrated as he threw his hands in the air and turned toward the two cops. A male and female human, the human female seemed jumpy around him, gripping her gun holster with every fast movement.
"YES, I said this ten times! What are you hard of hearing! Shouldn't you be out there looking for her?!"
"So, you and she had a fight?" The male cop only paused a moment at his outburst, and went right back into his questioning in an infuriatingly calm manner. Orion let out a frustrated grumble.
"Yes, she confronted me about a rumor that I cheated on her. I admitted to it. She flipped, she started opening the car door before I could even pull over demanding I pull over so I did. She got out and cussed me out and then slammed the door and stormed off. I followed for a few minutes trying to get her back in the car and she refused... so I went home." He said, again stating the same story as he had just said a few minutes prior.
"Are you sure that's what happened? Are you sure you didn't maybe lose your temper and.." Orion growled and slammed his paws onto the coffee table knowing exactly where he was going with this.
"NO! I would never hurt Mandy! Now go find out what happened to her!" He growled. The female cop held a hand out.
"Just calm down sir, we are going to find her. We just need to know the facts." Orion threw his hands up and turned around headed to the door. "Wait where are you going?!"
"To do your fucking job." He replied without looking back, slamming the door behind him as he moved to his car and got in. A moment later the engine roared to life and he sped out of the driveway cutting off another car in his haste.
He knew exactly where to start looking. Oak street, where he had left her. A million things ran through his mind as he raced to the last place he saw her... did she leave purposely? Or... what...
Dark, that was the first thing she concretely thought as she groggily awoke. It was dark. And cold.
She moved to roll over and look at the clock, instead more darkness greeted her and the sound of metal scraping jolted her back to reality. A hand went to her neck, touched it... found the collar. Her lips quivered, eyes blurring with tears as she rolled over to her side to face toward the door and stairs that the man had come from. The dim light of day shown just slightly around the door, a shadow passing by it sniffing and whining.
Slowly she sat up. Her arm ached, as did her face. She brought a paw to tenderly touch the bruise there on her cheek. But there was a worse pain, lower... as she brought a paw down to run along her slit, feeling the moisture from the man's deposit there. She let out a sob, bringing a paw to her muzzle quickly to silence herself watching the door in fear that the man had heard her. After a moment with no movement from above she brought the other hand to her face and began to sob.
She had denied Orion all this time so that some human could force her virginity from her in some dingy basement. How she wished she could wipe away the terrible feeling of dirtiness that thought brought with a memory of her and Orion making love but there were no memories to cling to. Why had she denied him? He had cheated because she played games too much... now she was paying. And she would probably never see him again. The thought made her sob more.
She realized after a moment it was quiet upstairs, maybe... if she could find a way to get lose from the collar she could escape. Her hands moved to the collar, feeling around it trying to find a clasp or something to grab on to. She found where it clasped, and found it was padlocked. Futilely she tried to pry the thing apart by force. But she was not overly strong, her attempt failed. Exasperatedly she pounded a fist on the floor and let out a silent scream.
Deep breaths drawn into fearful lungs as she followed the chain carefully back to the wall, trying to keep it from rattling too much as she found where it was hooked. She found the connection was no more weak then the collar. She was trapped her... trapped like a dog chained to the wall. She had heard stories of terrible abuse to the feral dogs and cats of this planet. Animal abuse they called it, but she had been indifferent to the tales. To the suffering of a dog chained to the wall for all its life... the thought her fate may now be the same made her whimper.
She slowly began to explore her dark prison looking for something to help her, a tool on the floor. Or perhaps water, her throat ached so and her crying was not helping. To one side as far as the chain would reach she found nothing, on the other she found another wall. Slowly she traced it back to the wall her chain was attached to and settled there in the corner. She brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them and shook there, crying into her knees.
When the door opened several hours later, she cringed back. She didn't know what the man wanted from her. What he planned to do with her. Keep her here? Rape her again? Rape her forever? Kill her... she didn't know which was worse. She buried her head into her lap as the creaking of the steps told her he was coming.
"Here kitty kitty kitty." The man's voice called, like one would a cat. She heard the sound of metal hitting the ground and jumped. Slowly she glanced over her knees to see the man had put water down in a large animal bowl. She glanced up at him, ears back as he sneered at her he was holding a shotgun. He was going to kill her? But... why bring water... she stared at him confused and terrified at the same time.
"I don't know what to do with you yet kitty. You see, I am not a cat person. Usually I just shoot cats on my property." He said, pumping the gun and aiming it at her. She cringed closing her eyes tightly. When the bite of metal touched her chin she opened her eyes looking down at the gun barrel just below her chin as he pushed her chin up she glanced to him. "But then again, you have interesting uses."
He moved toward her, and grabbed at her ear yanking her toward him by it away from the wall. The pain shot through her and she followed his yank on all fours her eyes tearing from the pain until he let go a few feet from the wall and right in front of him.
"Come." He said grinning, he patted her head. "Good girl. See all you need is some training. So little kitty, as long as you please me. I will let you live, maybe if you please me enough and show me you aren't a bad feral beast, I might let you go. Otherwise..."
He brought the shot gun up and pumped it again.
"I will dispose of you and feed you to my dogs." He threatened, as his hands began to undo his belt. She looked away, closing her eyes. She was pretty sure he would not let her go. She could indentify him to the police. But if she could gain his trust enough she might get a chance to escape. She thought about this as he undid his pants and stood there half naked before her.
"Get on all fours animal." He demanded, she glanced to him, but obeyed. Once she was on all fours he put the gun to her forehead and pushed it back. "Kitty is going to lick daddy nicely, or kitty is going to be disemboweled alive. Understood?"
She closed her eyes a moment, disgusting already building the click of the gun brought her back to reality as she looked up at him. She nodded to him, moving forward on all fours. She brought her muzzle toward his privates, shivering as she licked at them obediently, trying to avoid tasting or smelling but she could only avoid the smelling part for so long. The scent of human arousal filled her nostrils as she drew a deep breath in after holding her breath a few seconds.
The man hardened beneath her licks quickly and a moment later he grabbed her head on either side of her ears and pushed his cock into her lips.
"Open your mouth." He lustfully ordered, she gagged a bit as she obeyed. She had done this once to Orion, only to stop right before he had cummed. She tried to remember that moment as the man plunged into her mouth and then pulled out. Each push in made her want to gag, she fought to stand as the man used her mouth like he had her pussy the day before, barely giving her time to breath between his pumps.
‘Butter' heard the excitement and rushed down the stairs to see what his master was upto. The scent of lust in the air excited the large dog. He ran behind the feline and began to sniff around her backside.
The cold nose upon her rear made the female try to suddenly sit up and pull away from the man but he held her fur tightly and opened his eyes.
"Bad kitty!" He said, grabbing the gun up to her head. He saw the dog behind her, his first instinct was to tell the dog to get, but then he had a more sinister idea. "Stay still cat, you are going to get ridden. Here Butter.. here up."
The man patted her back as if she were some sort of table and the dog hopped its front legs up on the cat placing his weight on her.
The dog was heavy, and its claws hurt. She was stuck though, the mans hold on her ears was strong and hurt if she even pulled back a little. He also had the gun, but she had no idea what he planned to do until she felt the dog's paws wrap around her.
The man's penis in her mouth muffled her scream as the dog quickly got the idea of what his master was giving him permission for. His paws wrapped the female's waist and he humped her a few times hard rocking her back and forth. She cried out as the man began to pull in and out of her mouth again, the dog rocking her from behind. She felt thoroughly assaulted.
Eyes closed tears streaming she felt the dog begin to poke its long meat at her. She struggled against the mans hold and he jerked her hard muttering bad kitty as he took his pleasure from her. The dog stabbed her hard many times sending searing pain through her before he found his entrance within her tailhole and slammed into her with great force. She screamed, muffled, and long as it pulled out and slammed again. The dog took no time to build a steady rhythm its thick cock filling the tiny unused hole completely stretching it to its limits and blinding the female with pain.
If the dog cared at all that he was hurting the female he didn't show it, instead he wrapped his legs tighter, repositioned his legs, and began to pound the female like she was a bitch in heat hard and rough, drooling down her back. She was propelled forward over and over, onto the man's penis in her mouth screaming the whole time which only made his experience better.
The pain was searing, and any pleasurable feeling was torn away with each thrust. The man finally let out a long satisfied groan and pulled out a little, his cum spurting onto her mouth where she let most of its nasty saltiness spew to the floor. When he saw this the man grabbed her ears, and pulled hard.
"Bad kitty! Good kitties swallow!" He said, as he stepped back and released her to watch his dog pound her. "Don't you move cat." He threatened the dog's knot beginning to push at her she began to sob. She begged him to stop it. Seeing the knot forming he knew the dog would have issues getting it into the the girls anus, so he moved behind the feline, and gripped the dog's penis when it nexted pulled out and repositioned it into the female's pussy stepping back as the dog plunged back in elicting a scream from the girl as the warm moist feeling gave the dog renewed energy it pummel the girl with long hard pushes trying to force its knot within her. She moved to try and pull away only to have the man straddle her and grab her arms and hold them painfully behind her as his ‘best friend' finished. Finally the dog plunged deep within her, sinking the knot in as its hot seed filled her womb, and she passed out from the shock of it all.