Play with fire
Lyshira laughed as the squirrel walked off. Tamzen had actually worked up the courage to ask her out after seven years, now that they were in college together. But of course, he was rejected. She looked over her soft, velvety fur still laughing. 'There is no way he is man enough to handle me.' He wasn't the only boy who she had turned away. Her long legs, silky soft pink fur and well endowed chest drew men to her. A cute giggle, the flutter of an eye lash and a wiggle of her fluffy tail made most turn to jelly.
She sat back on her bench watching the rust colored squirrel leave with his tail drooping. He was wearing the same thing he always wore, a white button up shirt, and black pressed slacks. Over large circular glasses framed his face. No he would never be good enough for me. Slowly a wicked grin crept across her face. Surpressing another laugh her went off to class to tell her friends of her plan so they could watch.
A cluster of girls snickered from their hiding place as Tamzen padded up to his locker, oblivious to them. As he opened it to put his books away a small pink envelope fell out. Bending the Squirrel picked it up and opened it pulling out a perfumed letter. -Big tree 8pm Friday night, see you there. Bun Bun- His eyes went wide with disbelief but he tucked he letter into his pocket anyway. When he was out of sight the girls giggled wildly.
Tamzen paced in the darkness under the colleges big oak tree. "Hey there." A silky voice practically purred at him. He turned to see Lyshira strutting up to him. Her hips swayed and a small smile was spread across her full pouting lips. 'Fool wont know what hit him.' She walked right up to him standing close. When he took a step back, she took one forward. "Aw... don't be shy." She purred leaning forward a little, her breasts threatening to spill from her tiny black top.
A chorus of laughter surrounded them as he realized what was going on. Backing against the tree sweat started to bead on his forehead as the circled around him so he couldn't escape. "I... will get you... for this..." he whispered, but it only made them laugh louder.
The bunny ran her paws up her sided sighing deeply. "Couldn't handle this could you little boy?" She now stood over him as he pressed his back to the tree. Now to really get him. The girls giggled as she ran her paws along his chest slowly. "Lets get a good look at the weak little boy girls." She took a good grip on his shirt and ripped it open, buttons flying off. A collective gasp came out of the crowd as his chest and stomach were revealed. His wiry frame was muscular and toned, his chest and abs covered in small scars. For a second he eyes locked with his and shuddered at the steel she saw in his gaze. With surprising strength his paw shot out grabbing her throat. 'What is he going to...'
Voice harsh, he stared into her eyes as he stood up straight. "To far.... you have gone to far." He growled taking a step forward. One of the girls moved to block his path. He took a step towards her snarling. "Move. Now." He spat.
The raccoon crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "Or what little man?"
A sharp crack was heard as he introduced her to the back of his paw. She cried out, crumpling to the grass. Looking at the bunny still in his grasp he sneered." Learn fast... or you will get worse." She cried as he drug her off by the neck. 'What have I done?'
Tamzen threw her to the ground and turned to lock and bolt his dorm room door. Her eyes went wide as he turned towards her again. Chuckling darkly he watched her back into a corner. 'Please.... no.' He pulled the torn shirt off as he stalked towards her. Laughing he removed his belt and undid the top button of his slacks. "You wanted to see so bad... so look." She whimpered and covered her face with her paws. Instantly he made her regret it. He struck her shoulder with his belt growling at her. "I said look bitch!" Sobbing she lowered her paws and looked at him.
"That's a good girl. Now since you insisted on undressing me, finish it." She shook her head and so he whipped her again. No... please don't make me. Don't let this happen... what have I done? As she hesitated his belt met her a third time. "When you are given an order, I expect you to do it right away, understood?" She sat there sobbing until he raised his arm again. Instantly her paws found his zipper and started to slide it down. "Much better." Tears ran down her cheeks as his slacks hell to the ground. No more, please no more... I'm sorry. He folded his arms waiting. "Now the boxers."
"Please no!" She cried out. Without hesitation he struck her again. "Oh god! I'm so sorry! Please let me go!?" He growled and began to swing his arm back and forth. She curled up as his blows rained down on her shredding the soft fabric of her top. She sobbed trying to cover herself with her arms. "I'm so Sorry... so sorry... please let me go! I'm begging you!"
Tamzen pulled his arm back and struck her back as hard as he could. She yelped as fur and flesh parted leaving a thin line of blood t trail down. "Now!" Crying she nodded. 'This isn't real... it can't be real.' Quickly she put her thumbs under the waistline of his boxers and slid them down, freeing his hardness. It pulsed in front of her, tip leaking a little. No... don't make me. He took a step forward, cock touching her cheek. "Suck it bitch." Whimpering she pulled back but he grabed her hair.
Pulling her towards him, he bucked forward, pushing into her mouth. "That's a good little slut, suck me dry." She tried to protest, but he held her firm, bobbing her up and down on his dick. His grip tightened and he thrust forward, pushing into the back of her throat. As she gagged he looked down at her. "Am I man enough for you now?" Stepping back he pulled out of her mouth and she gasped for air.
'Please no more. Please let it be over.' But it was just beginning. He knelt down and pushed her back groping at her breasts. She gasped as he started to suck on one of her pink nipples. She gasped and squirmed as his flicking tongue made it grow hard. Whimpering she tried to push him away, but he held her down firmly as his free paw roamed her soft curves. "Your all Mine now." he said leaning up to suck on her neck. She gasped as the reality set in. 'I... I pushed him to far... He is going to rape me...' She whimpered louder trying not to moan as his roaming paw slid under her skirt. Pressing her legs together she tried in vain to stop him.
She let out another gasp as he touched her center. His fingers rubbed against her panties in slow small circles. Shivering against his touch she tried to push him away. "You know you want this you dirty slut." He lifted his paw to his lips and licked a finger. "Mmmmmmm... see how wet you are?" He pressed his finger to her lips pushing it inside her mouth. Reluctantly she was forced to suck on her virginal juices. Almost panting her reached down and tore her skirt and panties away. As he held her down, her pressed the tip of his cock against her quivering petals. Bending close he whispered in one of her long ears. "I've wanted you for all these years... since I met you... I wanted you to be my first."
Blinking in surprise Lyshira looked up at him. He... he's serious. Crying she opened herself to him. Shaking she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "I..... was afraid..... I... still am...."
He nodded and kissed her almost gently. "Good. Be afraid.... but be Mine." He replied pushing forward. She cried out as he took her, tearing a little. Slowly at first he pressed into her, but as pain turned to pleasure he went faster. 'Oh god... it feels so....' She clung to him wrapping her legs around his waist. He rammed deep inside her wet, tight pussy, his balls slippery with her juices slapping against her ass.
Gasping she pulled him closer giving into him completely. "Fuck me.... please... make me yours..." He grinned widely and grabbed her waist. Flipping her over he slammed into from behind. She squealed with each thrust, pushing back against him, begging for more. "Oh god! Please... yeessssss.... more..." Grabbing her by the ears he pulled her head back. All at once he thrust his knot inside her. His large front teeth sunk into her neck as he began to spray inside her. Shuddering, her already tight walls squeezed down on him. As she rocked back against him, she clamped down milking every drop. Bucking and screaming she came, juices squirting out around his cock.
The two of them lay there panting for a while covered in sweat. Catching some of his breath he asked her, "Are you ready to be Mine?"
She blushed deeply in spite of what just happened. "I... Already am." He pulled out of her then, there love juices dripping, as he lifted her from the ground. Clinging to his chest, he carried her into his bedroom. 'Yes... yours... forever.'
"Are you alright?" Cynthia asked when she saw Lyshira Monday. "Did he hurt you?"
The raccoon gasped as Lyshira turned towards her blushing. A ring of steel shown brightly around her neck. "He didn't... do anything... I didn't want." Cynthia just stood there in shock rubbing her still bruised cheek. Barely above a whisper the bunny leaned forward, "He's more of a man then I could have ever dreamed for." With that she ran off to class, leaving the raccoon to wonder about what had happened. 'Maybe I could......'