Working Wolfess : New Job
#2 of Working Wolfess
It took me a long time to get over my Ordeal, and get back my will to work. I have to admit, I spent most of it in a hot shower, or a warm bath. Soon, I began to believe I was clean enough and realized my savings were dwindling to null. I applied at several jobs, with no response. I could only imagine it was due to my last job putting my name down, with the sudden, and still unexplained quitting.
I found myself in the tub again, when my cell finally rang. I was naked, dripping on the cold linoleum as I fetched it from my pants pocket.I didn't bother crouching, Simply leaned down, stretching my legs a bit as I stood back up, and answered. "Hello?" I said, my silver eyes looking over my body in the large mirror on my door.
"Hey girl, Long time no talk!" The familiar voice said, in the cheery English accent, over the receiver.
My frown shifted into a soft smile, as I picked up a towel, and began to dry myself. I ran it's terrycloth over my firm breasts. "Hey Moira!" I said in response. I couldn't help but picture the English Raccoon on the other end of the phone. Her Neon green furr, bright against her pitch black striped tail and mask, dancing on her strippers pole. "How have you been?"
She giggled on the other end. "Good, now that I hear your looking for a new job."
I paused, having set the towel down, my paw having wandered to my slit, and it's deep crevices, at the image of her. I couldn't help myself, she was hot. "How did you find out?" I asked, before pulling my fingers free, and licking them clean.
"Well, I wanted to know why you didn't pick me up for girls night out, so I went to pick you up for lunch break. Mr. Thomas said you quit, and to tell you never to come back." She said, before laughing lightly. "you need to learn to be more subtle about cleaning your fingers with your tongue." She teased.
For the first time in quite a while, I laughed. "Yea, got tired of the bull." I said, offhandedly, before finishing cleaning my fingers.
"Well, come over to my 'place' tonight. I have an offer that should cheer ya up!" She said, before ending the call.
I put the phone down, before shaking off. I couldn't help but wonder about her offer, as I looked at my reflection. My hair had grown out some, hanging down to my rear now, stopping barely above my firm Ass. I moved my view to my side, running my hands over my soft, silver gray fur. I couldn't help myself from finishing what I started. The thought of her was just too much.
I pictured Moira, Dancing as I buried my padded fingers into my moist folds. I braced myself on the sink, as I began pumping my fingers into my tender entrance. My padded thumb worked at my clit, as I pictured what I hoped her offer was. Images of her laying nude, on red silk sheets, my head buried between her thighs, licking tenderly, filled my mind. I soon brought myself to the pure bliss of orgasm.
I was ready a few hours before her shift started. I had chosen my shortest black and red skirt, and a tight red wife beater. It looked good with my new deep red hair coloring. I had pulled my hair up into pig tails, that hung just below my pointed wolven ears. The Innocent look usually got her wild. It felt like ages before it was time for me to head over.
The Ring-tail Mask was crowded, like usual, with a vast assortment of furries, feathers, fins and scalies. I managed to get a good spot, from an all to acomidating black stallion. I think he may have spoke, but the noise had been to loud to hear what was said.
I gave a simple nod in thanks, lucky to be sitting right along the stage. the Stallion stood too close behind me, making me a bit uncomfortable, but the feeling left, when Moira made her way on stage. The crowd, including me, went wild.
Moira smiled over at me, and winked as she raised her microphone. The sweet melody of her English accent was heard above all the clamor. "Glad to see so many new faces! Now, as you all know, it's my turn to dance, as owner of The Ring-tail Mask Strip Bar, but I think a surprise is in order! My good friend Raayv came here to hear an offer from me, so here it is, Raayv Girl, Come on up, your new job waits!"
My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe what she was doing. "b-but..-" My words were cut off, not that they could be heard over everyone, as Moira took my paw in hers. The stallion urdged me up, lifting me to the stage, his hands a bit too friendly with my short skirt.
I cast him a glare, before following Moira to the pole. The music started. A remix of "Pretty Rave Girl" Blasted over the speakers, and everyone grew quiet. I couldn't help but gawk as she left my side and moved backstage. She wasn't going to help me on this one.
Slowly, I looked over the viewers, but thankfully, the lights hid most of them from sight. I could only make out the dark shadow of the tall Stallion who had reclaimed his seat. Closing my eyes, I got into the music, picturing Moira as the only watcher.
My hips swayed to the beat as I took hold of the pole. I walked around it, getting familiar with the feel of it. I leaned against it, pressing it's cold length between my clothed cleavage, as I slid one leg upward toward my chest, wrapping it around the pole delicatly. I had no clue what I was doing, but I had been to several of Moira's shows, so I winged it. I leaned backward for support.
Arching my back, I slid my leg higher, until my hands touched the floor behind me. I pulled myself back upright, and dipped down. Taking the pole in both hands, I spread my legs, and pumped my hips against the cold steel. Standing back up, I closed my eyes, brushing my paws over my chest, before lifting my shirt off, and tossing it over to where I hoped Moira was watching.
I ignored the hoots and hollers as my breasts bounced free. I had expected something other than getting a job, so had not thought to wear something that would take too long to remove. I thought I heard a giggle from backstage under the roar of the crowd, but I wasn't sure. The song drew to an end, and so did my dance. In the end, all I had on was my skirt.
Moira walked back on stage, wearing nothing but a hot pink thong, and a collar. She once more brought the mike to her sexy lips. "Well, what do you say guys? Dose she have the job or not!?" She said with a wink in my direction. I was too preoccupied with the view to care what the crowd said, but from the sounds, it was a yes. There Hollers and howls were more than enough answer. I didn't notice the Stallion was not cheering, just looking me over with a grin.
After going back stage, and dressing, I felt the need for a smoke. I walked outside, through the emergency exit, aka worker's exit, and pulled out a cigarette. As I propped it in my maw, my mind wandered. I had come in hopes for a free lapdance or something of the sort, but I supposed tips was good enough. I forgot to prop the door open to go back when I was done. The sound of it clicking closed startled me out of my thoughts. "SHIT!" I cursed, turning to the door.
With a sigh, I pulled out my zippo, and looked around the very dark ally. I could barely see my muzzle. Flicking the flint to light the lighter, I saw a brief flash of a tall, dark figure moving closer. It scared me enough to drop my lighter.
"Howdy again, Ma'am." An unfamiliar voice said from the dark. The voice held menace in it's southern drawl. "Fancy meetin' ya out 'ere, all Lonsome and all."
My mind screamed 'DRAGON'S BACK!' but the accent assured me that it was someone new, but possibly just as cruel. "Um...I'll just be...going..." I stuttered out, failing to keep fear from tangling in my voice.
"Oh, Darlin, see, that's Jus' a shame, 'cus here I was, thinkin ya came ta' finish what ya' started." The voice said with a odd, warbling laugh. "That ya' were more than just a cock tease, like yer Raccoon friend."
First thought after that, was one I obeyed. 'RUN!' And believe me, I tried. A lout clapping sound, of solid things hitting pavement drew close, fast. Rough hands clasped around me, One holding my jaw shut, while the other grabbed possessively at my chest. It was all so fast, before I was slammed hard, against a dirty wall.
It was too dark to see, and the stars that filled my vision did just a little to show the face of this new threat. The Equine glared down at me with a smirk, before my vision went back to darkness. The wall was cold, grimy, and unyielding.
I heard the whinny of a laugh, before I felt the hand from my chest move, down, over my body. I struggled, fighting the touch, but he was too strong.
"Now, I just have to teach ya, lil' lady, how to treat a REAL man then." He said gruffly, as his hand took hold of my panties, and tore them away.
I closed my eyes, not that they could help me much in this kind of dark. The ally stunk of urine, and other things. The stale scent of hay lingered close to my face, as I felt teeth nibbling down my ear. Tears filled my eyes. It was happening again, And I couldn't stop it. "Please...Please stop," I tried to say through his grip, but it came out as more of a muffled whimper.
I received only a laugh in response. "No use whining, little Pup. Big papa's gonna show you how to ride like a proper lady." He said into my ear, his breath once more filling my nostrils.
My eyes opened wide, as I felt something press against my tailhole. I tried to scream, and struggled more. He was still just as strong, pinning me against the wall like a rag doll, my cheeks pressed against its disgusting surface.
He nipped my ear roughly, and I could feel something a bit to warm to be water running from the bite. "Don't worry girlie, That won't be used just now...It'll be used, but first, I want to see how much of a real man you can take."
I yelped at the nip, my ear twitching in response, only aggravating the small nick that had formed in my ear. Tears streamed down from my eyes, as I felt him reposition. The head of his equine cock was so wide, I preyed it wouldn't fit inside, preyed that this would all be over, and he would take too small as an answer.
He didn't yield as I had hoped, Shoving sharply into me with a mighty buck. I was stretched wide, painfully wide. My legs spread open, involuntarily, due to the pain, shooting from my slit, down my thighs. I screamed loudly, though it was muffled by my maw being held closed. My dull nails scraped uselessly against the wall, in attempts to claw through, and get to freedom from the pain.
He gave a grunt, and paused. "Your awfully tight, Darlin." He said, his voice husky, and rasping. He waited until my clawing stopped, moving his hand to pull my tail aside, his rough fingers toying with my pucker. "I bet yer' even tighter here. Can't wait to give it a good ride." he said promisingly.
Slowly, he inched his way deeper, until he felt the tip of his massive equine manhood touch my Cervix.
I whimpered and gasped every inch he pressed within me, My inner walls stretching more and more around him. I clamped my jaw shut, trying to clench my tailhole, but my muscles were extended with the pressure of his flesh within me. When I felt him stop, after pressing his tip as far as it could go, I knew it wasn't even the full spear.
He pressed a strong finger into my tailhole, as he slowly began to speed his thrusts. He pumped both his finger and his shaft into me in time, his other hand moving to cover my nose as well. I couldn't breath. I pressed back against him, trying to fight his grip, trying to fight the violation but found myself unable to do so. This only caused him more pleasure. "That's right, Girl. Ride the Horse."
I couldn't breath, Couldn't scream, and couldn't even fight him off of me. He rose me up a little, like a rag doll, moving me with his equine cock, and his penetrating finger. Only briefly, did he release my nose, to let me breath. My breath came out ragged and gasping, but only about two or three soothing, foul but soothing breaths, before he covered my nose again, forcing me to ride him.
He grunts and smirks down at me. "Learnin' yet, my lil' wolf mare?" he teased into my blooded ear. "Ride me willingly, and I'll let that perty face o' yers breath." He said as he pounded his flesh into me.
I was forced to either aid my tormentor, or suffocate. I gritted my teeth, pressing back into him, giving a weak nod in response. As he thrust into me, I pushed myself against him. The pain in my thighs, from my abused slit slowly ebbed down, as the stretching rubbed the right spot within me. His finger worked harder into my tailhole, going as deep as it could reach.
He gave a sudden whinny, and began thrusting harder and harder, slamming ruthlessly against my cervix. His had let go of my muzzle and he gripped my hips, pulling me back harder. He gave a smirk, as he pulled out too quickly, and slammed back into my tailhole this time, lubed by my juices.
I yelped out in both surprise and agony, as I was stretched wide, in that brief, but painful moment, I felt the blast of hot seed fill my rear. I tensed up, as he finished, and pulled out, dropping me to the ground, like a used piece of garbage.
"That was Mighty fun. And ta think, I jus came out here because the bathroom was bein cleaned." he said, as he pulled up his pants, and walked away.
I lay there for a bit, before finally getting the strength to stand up. With a shaky paw, I pulled out another smoke, and fumbled around by the door for my lighter. I lit the smoke, and limped home. My daydreams about Moira ruined for the moment.
"I quit..." I mumbled to the ally as I exited it.