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It was such a beautiful day to be walking through the empty countryside. Well, empty wasn’t a fair word for it, even if most people called it that. There were definitely people out there, isolated into small, protective tribes, but most people avoided them at all costs. Yet no matter how dangerous their reputation might have been, Abigail was determined to bring them all the love her god represented. The lone deer wasn’t backing down just because walking into a den of harsh, territorial wolves.

There was one thing that could give her pause, though. She’d been strolling for some time, but every hill was starting to look the same. It was far from her to admit she was lost. All she had to do was find one of the residents of those wild lands and ask for directions to the main camp. It didn’t take her much longer to find a roaming wolfess, perhaps a scout or a hunter. That imposing woman had eyes on her from afar, probably as soon as she caught the doe’s scent, but Abby approached with a smile nonetheless.

“Hi! What’s your name?”

She knew she would be understood. They may have been isolated and somewhat primitive in their lifestyle, but they were far from unintelligent. The wolf nonetheless didn’t respond, choosing instead to flash her teeth as she made her approach, loping along with her spine curled. With only a loincloth on, and her breasts bare, there was no doubt she was a member of that hostile tribe. Any other deer would have been thinking pretty hard about running away right then, if not already bolting when they got such a look from a wolf, but Abby remained friendly and eager to meet that otherwise insular tribe. All she had to do was show how much love she had for them.

Even when the wolfess walked right up to her and reached out for her brightly coloured pigtails, Abby was patient and steady, allowing herself to be inspected. How was she ever going to get the tribe to trust her if she treated their behaviour and customs as strange? Maybe it was a little weird that the wolf was sniffing her hair before returning her greeting, but she nonetheless smiled on, even enjoyed the examination. Though she did give a slight gasp when she felt a wet tongue along the side of her throat. Only after a taste did the wolfess actually introduce herself.

“Baynelia. The doe walks so surely of herself in the land of the wolves. Do you know where you are, meat?”

“Yup!” She lit up with delight just to get some communication happening. “I was actually hoping you could guide me. Or maybe just give me directions, if you’re busy!”

“More importantly - do you pay careful attention to where you step?’

“Hm? Wha - hey!”

All it took was a little push. A nudge, really. Abby had a tendency to be a little clumsy, and she soon found herself just off balance enough to catch one of her hooves against a rock that was right behind her. Down she went, kicking her legs up in the air, falling rather harshly on her cushy ass. At least the padding lessened the blow a little. She wasn’t upset. A little mischief was to be expected with a stranger in their lands. With a soft giggle, she reached a hand up to her aggressor.

“Okay, you got me! Help me up, would you?”

The only response she got was a growl. Then Baynelia was upon her. That rough pounce left Abby completely pinned. They were about the same size, but the wolf was definitely stronger. She found herself with her arms stretched out by her sides when Baynelia took her by the wrists, but she didn’t put up a fight. It was all part of her observations and study, and she was ever so curious where things would go from there.

“You want to know more of our people? Then I’ll show you how we greet outsiders. Especially juicy ones like you.”

It was getting a little more clear once the wolfess started grabbing at her clothing. She might have preferred that Bayne didn’t outright ruin it in the process of stripping her. How was she going to make it home after that? But nonetheless, she went along with it, watching that loincloth tenting, catching the scent of warm, aroused wolf musk. That was making her tingle in all the right places, she had to admit. Even better when Bayne pulled the cloth aside and revealed that unsheathed cock, already almost fully engorged, knot still stuck in its sheath but swollen to an impressive size.

“Ohh, I see. This is how you treat [i]all[/i] your guests?” Even while held down and seconds away from being violated from a stranger, Abby was curious.

Bayne gave her a tip of the head to hear her asking questions rather than calling for help. It was too strange not to answer. “Not all. But you - yes.”

Pressing her knees to the inside of Abby’s thighs, she forced the deer’s legs apart. Abby squirmed a little, at least. Though that was mostly because her pussy was already getting so wet just getting overpowered by the wild wolf like that. Bayne slathered her cock across the doe’s folds once she got that cunt fully revealed, leaving shreds of clothing scattered around the two of them with enough tugging and ripping. Grinding back and forth got Abby nice and wet, eventually suppressing a little whimper with a bite of her lip while the wolf so crudely humped and lubed herself up with those juices.

Still holding her down despite it being unnecessary, Bayne claimed that deer pussy with a single, well-aimed thrust. She didn’t ease into anything. Abby got stuffed full of cock until she couldn’t help a silly bleat. That sound rang out through wolf territory, perking dozens of ears at once, but for the moment, she was all Bayne’s. The wolfess panted and drooled in her face as she sank down to the knot in warm, tight, pumping doe cunt, penetrating that interloper right there on the grass. With her utter dominance over the deer, she could do anything she wanted - and the first thing she thought of was locking Abby in a deep, wet kiss.

That was something the follower of a love god knew how to do. She surprised Bayne with how enthusiastically she returned the smooch, making out with the slobbery wolfess as if to battle her wet tongue for dominance. Bayne wasn’t going to let her have that so easily. She quickly overpowered Abby’s efforts and jammed her tongue into the deer’s throat while she started humping and grinding. Her thrusts were harsh, even brutal, but she felt how much the deer quivered around her cock with every single swing of her hips.

Eventually, Bayne let go of Abby’s wrists to instead wrap her arms fully around the deer, squeezing them even closer. Their breasts ended up squished together, rising and falling with the rising huffing that came with the wolf fucking harder and harder. All the deer did with her new freedom of limbs was reach up and return the embrace. She hugged her aggressor while she got rutted into the dirt, her sore ass slamming into the ground again and again with Bayne’s harsh motions. When they broke from that kiss, her shaky cries of delight sprang forth, completely unsuppressed. She didn’t have to hold back out in the wild.

Listening to those moans and shouts from her supposed captive only told Bayne she had to fuck harder. She upped her pace and power alike, panting in Abby’s face for a few thrusts before she went in for a bite. That finally got a flinch and a bleat alike from the doe, but the wolf did no actual harm. It was quite a show of trust she gave when she calmed down so quickly, despite having a pair of predator teeth locked around her bare throat from the front. When the dick inside her felt that good, she could get over a lot of things.

Bayne was losing her rhythm in favour of just slamming as fast as she could. Her knot popped out of her sheath at least, thumping hard against the deer’s pussy, but not entering just yet. She didn’t need to go all the way inside to thump that doe hard with her swinging balls. Everything got wetter and messier as they went, noisier too. Abby was getting so slick, getting a nice brutal internal massage from the wolfess who simply chose to [i]take[/i] her on sight. All it was going to take was a little longer, and she was going to show her love by gushing for that relentless beast.

Abby couldn’t hold it any longer. Her pleasure had her clenching up tight with jolts of ecstasy shuddering through her body. She squeezed on Bayne’s cock until there was simply no choice but to [i]cum[/i]. Squirting on that fat wolf dick jammed inside her left her whole body rattling and rolling with the motion, flexing seemingly every single muscle in her body at once. She made such a mess for Bayne, juices shooting right out of her well-fucked cunt that the wolfess was simply going to have to live up to it. One more hard buck to bury herself deep, and she howled in Abby’s face as a show of sheer dominance.

Cumming into that bare sex had a pretty good chance of making some hybrids. They both knew it, and that didn’t stop them from grinding out a thick, hot cumshot together. The two of them had only just met a few minutes ago, but Bayne was already pumping ropes of wolf seed right into the deer’s womb. Abby could only writhe beneath the wolf, tingling in post orgasm as she got filled and possibly knocked up before she even got to the camp itself. Bayne humped a few more times just to make sure she got it all out, draining her balls into the snug, warm slit of her fresh catch, showing the doe her teeth and getting little huffs and groans in response. That pussy felt so good wrapped around her cock, and it felt even better once it was good and creamed. She didn’t want to leave.

Instead, she leaned good and close to one of Abby’s big, round ears and snarled a single word.

“[i]More.[/i]”

“Unnh ... if you insist,” she managed to whisper back.

Bayne most certainly did. She could go even deeper. All she had to do was shift back and seize the doe by those juicy thighs. Up went the deer’s legs, stretching her until she had her hooves near her face. At least she was flexible. That applied all over, as was clear when Bayne started fucking her in that sloppy mating press. Her knot kissed the deer’s pussy lips again and again, demanding entry, and Abby slowly began to give it up with every thrust. She was stretching as she got slammed, and the sounds coming from her open mouth were growing even more desperate, bleaty, and frankly embarrassing.

She didn’t care much. They had to compete with the succulently ridiculously [i]SCHLURK[/i] like a shout every time Bayne pulled out of that cream-filled cunt anyway. Abby was a mess, and so was the wolfess, but they didn’t care how much cum they got on them when they were fucking that good. Abby had never had anyone like Bayne. She almost shuddered to imagine how the tribe warriors and elders were if she could get fucked that hard by a scout. But she quickly banished such thought so she could focus all her love solely on Bayne.

That knot was going inside of her. Bayne was fucking like there was no other choice, and every thrust brought it a little closer. They teetered together on the edge like that, half-tied, only for Bayne to pull back and give it another messy go. One good slam finally did it, and brought with it an enormous [i]schlurp[/i] that left them both shaking together. After that they weren’t so much mating as they were grinding and convulsing in shared ecstasy. All Bayne had to do was hump a few more times with her fat knot wedged deeply in stretched-out deer pussy before she erupted, and Abby did too.

This time, they locked into that kiss once more so they could moan as loudly as they wanted into each other’s mouths. They were synced up so nicely that for every pump of Bayne’s cock, pouring out all that cum all over again, Abby squeezed up tight to milk even more out of the wolfess. They bred in the dirt and grass until the deer’s womb was bloated and sloshing. She could feel her tummy getting bigger, pressing against Bayne’s own while those heavy wolf nuts worked to clench out an even fatter cum load than the first one.

It took them minutes straight to stop shuddering and twitching even once the cum stopped flowing and the deer stopped gushing. They were a soaking mess, saturated in each other’s scents - but Bayne’s definitely had the advantage in that sense. Abby basked there, pinned and getting her face licked by the musky wolfess while she waited for that knot to soften. Neither of them were going anywhere until it did. Except, Bayne wasn’t nearly patient enough for that. As soon as she’d recovered, she started tugging.

Each pull brought such a shock of pleasure to Abby’s system that she could only yelp and gasp, kicking her hooves into the air. Nothing she did could dissuade Bayne from keeping at it. That wolfess was ruthless in her yanking, stretching the deer all the more in the process. She wasn’t getting any softer. Pulling out that forcefully felt too good for that. Cum started to leak out around that seal, splashing over both of them, and the deer’s squirms grew a little more frantic, building and building until there finally came that single, spectacular [i]SQUELCH[/i] and Bayne lurched back until she could find her balance once more.

Crouching over her quarry, the wolfess displayed her full, dripping cock, all coated in juices and still pulsing. She wore an expectant expression that eventually grew to a growl with Abby’s inaction. The deer was busy squirming on the ground, leaking wolf jizz all over, drenching her thighs as she contracted around that load in the absence of Bayne’s not, going through another small but striking orgasm of her own after that shocking feeling.

“It is customary for guests to clean the cocks of their mates,” the wolf said, nodding downwards.

“Ohhh ... oh I see.” Abby was panting and biting her lip. She eventually reached up to clutch her head and get a hold of herself. When she was relatively stable, she sat up and gave that dick a closer look. “Well, I wouldn’t want to be rude.”

She hesitated for only a moment. Even Bayne arched her brow at the sight of the doe so eagerly going down on her without complaint, even after getting attacked like that. Abby started small, simply kissing the wolfess right on the balls. There were plenty of juices there too, so she got her tongue to work in thorough, attentive slurps. Crawling on her hands and knees before the squatting wolfess, the deer wiggled her short tail to show how much she liked the taste. It didn’t take her long to work her way up along that shaft and get to the source of the juices still leaking down Bayne’s spire. The wolfess gave a growl of words when she felt that flick of deer tongue across her tip.

“If you’re really going to get it clean, you’re going to have to suck it.”

“Makes sense!”

Abby wasn’t about to argue. She clutched the wolf’s dick by the knot and squeezed it a few times, just to get more precum pouring out onto her outstretched tongue. A few more licks, one deep kiss, and she opened up to slip it past her lips. Bayne wobbled where she crouched, leaning back until she simply had to plant her hands for support. Those soft, eager suckles were getting her tail wagging. Even better was the flirty look the doe gave her while sucking her cock. That bright, virginal aura Abby put out was entirely false. She knew what she was doing.

Sucking and sliding, bobbing up and down until she was swallowing wolf cock, Abby wasn’t exactly getting it clean. For all the cum she swallowed off of it, she was spit-shining it all the more slick. Bayne wobbled where she sat, but eventually she found her composure. Instead of laying back and letting that pretty deer spoil her, she mustered up the strength to rise and plant her feet. Abby simply followed, until she was kneeling before the wolfess, sucking on that cock right down to the knot, feeling a pair of balls tapping against her chin. Rather than growl with dominance, Bayne showed just how strong and steady a sentinel she could be by calmly giving the directions Abby wanted in the first place while getting a sloppy, drooling blowjob.

“So, to find the camp, you’ll spend half a day travelling northwest over the hills. The shortest way - [i]hmmf[/i] ...”

She couldn’t help the occasional grunt and groan. Gritting her teeth with pleasure while the deer sucked her, she found her hands roaming to play with Abby’s hair. The doe lacked for antlers to grab onto, but she had those cute two-tone pigtails in their stead. Those were nearly as good at being handles. Bayne merely ran her fingers through those locks at first, but she soon took to grasping, tugging, and then outright yanking on them to keep the deer’s face smothered in her musky crotch and her dick jammed deep into Abby’s gulping throat.

“ ... is to cut across the river. It is impassable at this time of year in all but two spots. You’ll find a shallow section - [i]RRRNGH![/i]”

Abby wasn’t to be dissuaded. Just because she had a wolf pulling on her hair and fucking her mouth didn’t mean she was going to slow down. She brought that vicious snarl out of Bayne all by herself, with those soft lips, that wet tongue, that tight, kneading throat. The wolf just got more and more worked up, jabbing her hips at first, then working herself into a full mating frenzy with her knot snug against the deer’s lips. She fucked that mouth like she was trying to breed it, bellowing out her words like they were a threat rather than the useful instructions they really were.

“ ... under the shadow of the nearby cliff! Three rocks! Are arranged! Nearby! To show! The way!”

She was all but barking out that speech by the end. With one hand still tugging one of those pigtails hard, she curled the other behind Abby’s head to keep her in place for the ramming that followed. Each phrase came with another harsh thrust of her hips, until the deer simply had no choice but to suck that knot along with every other inch of the wolf’s messy cock. She shivered for half a second and went right back to pleasuring Bayne until she got that howl she wanted. With her nose mashed into the wolf’s crotch fur and her throat bulging with cock, Abby closed her eyes and started swallowing before Bayne even finished in her mouth.

That just left her perfectly prepared for all the spunk that erupted in her gullet, all thanks to her sucking talents. The saintly deer gave great head, and the eruption of Bayne’s seed was testament to that. There knelt that pretty doe, cum dribbling down her chin and over her breasts while she drank the rest straight down without stopping for breath. Bayne drained her nuts straight down Abigail’s soft throat until the deer was clutching her belly just to feel how taut it was getting. She was full, sloshing, and Bayne was still cumming thick, potent shots of cum inside of her without slowing.

“It’s proper to swallow [i]all[/i] of it,’” Bayne said with a snarl as she stood clutching the deer’s head in both hands, dick jammed firmly in her wet mouth. She gave the occasional twitch of her upper lip when Abby gulped especially hard.

Those instructions were hardly necessary. Abby was still swallowing, even when the need for air started to tighten her chest. She wasn’t about to flinch. Eventually, it was Bayne who pulled back, with a great splash of spunk pouring over the kneeling deer. Abby got bathed in a musky scent that was sure to cling to her fur for a good long while. At least until she walked naked through the river. She wasn’t stopping. Bayne finished off her cumshot right in the deer’s pretty face, spreading ropes of her jizz in streaks across Abby’s face. She was dripping and coated, but Bayne wasn’t quite done with her.

“Close enough. Let’s make sure they know you as a friend to the tribe when you arrive.”

She still had a tight grip on the deer’s head, and she used that to pull her close and grind her cock all over Abby’s features and fur. From her face, down to her breasts, Bayne cleaned up her soaked cock with that soft, plush pelt until it was relatively dry and Abby was thoroughly coated. The doe coughed a little, even choked up some of the wolf jizz that got stuck in her throat, but she never lost her smile. It was in her eyes when her mouth was busy. Left panting and drooling but looking altogether pleasant and sunny in the aftermath of the wolf attack, she took her time slowly straightening up and rising to her hooves - only to wobble when she realized how dazed she actually was.

Bayne caught her before she pitched over again. With a chuckle, she licked the neck of the prey-girl who’d so obliviously wandered into wolf territory, but after a fuck and suck like that, she wasn’t about to mock her. Abby had proven her worth, and if she kept that up, she was going to become a valued member of the tribe. Maybe they’d even listen to her ramblings, if only to humour her. For the moment, Bayne was happy to scoop her up and slump the doe over her shoulder, streaming cum from her pussy.

“Mmm ... thank you,” Abby managed to murmur.

“Uh huh. Silly deer. The elders will appreciate what I’ve brought them. You’re in for a very long day and night, you know.”

“That’s okay! I can ... I can ... mmmm ...” The deer just trailed off, still caught up in the pleasure glowing through her body, and the scent sinking deeper into her fur with every moment.

Hauling her off over the hills in the same direction she’d told her, Bayne chuckled to herself, picturing everything that was coming for the deer. Maybe Abby was going to regret coming there, or maybe sharing herself and spreading that love was exactly what she wanted. How long her mind and body alike were going to hold up to the whims of the wolves remained to be seen, but her heart was pure and her pussy was already trembling for more.