Chronicles of Oureh (3) Enter the Darkness
Story by Scotia Bernard on SoFurry
Kayli and T'leah explain why Earth and Oureh need to help one another. She learns about Kralto, and what he has done to give himself power. Kayli enjoys her mate. And two traitors learn the hard way why they shouldn't cross Kralto.
WARNING: This chapter of the story is dark, and may be found to be disturbing to some.
She put an arm around Eve, "See, We're taking humans, to breed with those of us on Oureh."
Eve sat there, quiet in thought, a terrified look beginning to form on her face. She clenched her hands, a slight panic setting in, “Wait, you're WHAT? We're breeding stock?” and began to sit up.
“Relax Eve, please, listen to what we have to say.” Kayli placed a hand on her shoulder, “You aren't breeding stock, we are each others salvation.”
“No, no. You kidnapped me, to be a breeding bitch? And you want me to relax?”
T'leah grabbed one of Eve's fists, holding it tenderly. “No, please, it's not like that, please let Kayli finish.”
Kayli began tapping the pad, bringing up a picture, showing it to Eve. The picture being the gecko-like creatures that attacked her. “Remember these? When we found you?
“Yes, they killed Adam, and that blue bird thing killed one of them.” She gritted her teeth in anger.
“That bird-like thing, is a Falger, one of our non-sentient creatures. A bloodhound in a way, and steed.”, Kayli took a breath. “Not all the creatures on Oureh have sentience, Falgers are one of those. The reptilians, or rather the ones you encountered, are Geckuans. There are a few who live with us in this citadel, and others around Oureh. Most of them have sworn allegiance to, “She tapped the pad a few times, “him.” and showed it to Eve.
The picture was male, belonging to one of the canine species of Oureh. Eve recognized many of the features as wolf. One standing on two legs. The legs more wolf-like with knees reversed from the way humans were and the feet more like paws. A course coat of darker fur, and a muzzle slightly protruding from the face with sharp teeth. His hands more human-like, but with longer fingers.
“THIS is who the great majority of Geckuans work with. His name is Kralto, a Dirolf. There are many members of the other clans, or species, that are also with him as well as all but three other Dirolves.”
She adjusted a setting on the pad, and a diagram appeared. “Dirolves trace their lineage back to the great procreation, one of the first clans of Oureh. Their ancestors being your prehistoric dire wolves and early humans. After their clan grew what they thought to be a significantly large enough gene pool, they stopped breeding outside of canine races, then just among themselves after further generations. Their duty was to keep their line pure. They weren't the only clan to do so either. A few other canine groups, feline, reptilians did as well.”
“About twenty years ago, Kralto and his allies began their Purity campaign. They spoke out about interbreeding between the clans, gaining even more followers. Any creature, not carrying the pure genes of the first races on Oureh were damned at first. Then the disappearances and bodies. When it was seen what was actually happening, it was already too late. Kralto's movement became a war, a decimation. There were great losses on both sides; but due to his savagery, those who fought against Kralto suffered even more.”
“We, who rebelled, built citadels like this around the world, hidden from Kralto, Studying the science of the ancients. But, we are few and barely able to fight him with our numbers. We can't breed quickly enough as those reaching that age, would be interbreeding between family. And even with the virus in the air, that can still cause problems with recessive genes.” She took a long breath, then another. “Although incestuous play isn't frowned upon here, allowing it to conceive is. Kralto has no qualms, as it makes his forces fight with even more savagery and misogyny.”
“That is why we have started to bring humans from Earth. We need to rebuild our society, to fight against the Purists. We also know that Kralto's scientists are working to do the same to Earth that they have done here, although two, now discovered, spies among him sabotaged his plans. He will soon find his way there, and we need to make both worlds ready.”
Eve sat there, absorbing everything told to her, having questions. As she started to ask, Kayli interrupted her. “You can ask later, you need to rest now, for the pups in your belly. Come along T'Leah, you need to rest as well now that you are carrying.”
The Dirolf stood over his desk, reading information on a tablet. With a growl, tossing it into a wall. Quite agitated that the work of his scientists had been held back, and almost completely obliterated. At first thinking it was the science going awry until they caught the two saboteurs He pushed a button on his desk.
“Mesko, how deprived are our feral cousins?”
A rough voice over the comm, “Oh quite, they haven't been fed yet today, and one has been rutting since yesterday.”
“Excellent, remove the female from the cage and feed her. The male, well, he'll have a gift soon.” He slapped the button and adjusted his uniform, taking a sip of water. He chuckled, and knew he was going to enjoy the next few hours, whether he received the information he needed or not. Running the fingers through his own fur, straightening it out, he pushed another button “Send in the Lionam traitor, leave the Doberon bitch in the cell, and give her something special to drink. Leave the bitch untouched! For now.”
Kralto walked behind his desk, taking a seat in a chair that could be adjusted to fit many functions. One of the doors opened, he could hear the gruff laughing of his personal guard, another Dirolf from his youth and a Lionam, both loyal to the cause. Another form was pushed into the room, hissing back as the door closed.
He flipped a switch, flooding the figure in light. Smiling at the lithe form of the feline, tight muscles, four ample breasts, showing she had breastfed at least one litter in the past. He licked his lips, her shredded jumpsuit showing the guardsmen had taunted her a bit, her golden fur matted in places. He walked over to her, sniffing the air around her. Another smile parting his muzzle as he realized she was in heat, near perfect for some enjoyment of his own. He smelled a second scent on the remainder of the jumpsuit, her Doberon partner, also in heat. This day was going to get interesting.
“So, you are the little spy?” He reached down, the Lionam female a good foot shorter than he, and tore the rest of the suit from her shoulder. “Impressive breasts, for a feline, “moving a hand down further to squeeze one, his other hand holding her as she attempted to get away. “It's a pity, the Lionam working on my project, the one you seduced, noticed your spots, “He dug claws into the breast he cupped, deep within her skin making her hiss. “I don't like half-breeds” he growled out, removing the claws.
“And the only thing Cheetanah and Lionam bastards are good for is this” he growled loudly shoving her face into his crotch. The face being much more cat-shaped than a Cheetanah's. He enjoyed listening to the snarls as she struggled, feeling his leggings tighten at the moving face. “If you want a chance at life, you can do two things, this,” he shoved her head into him again “or give me locations.”
“I'll say nothing, and do nothing for your enjoyment!”
Kralto chuckled, undoing his leggings, letting them fall to the ground. His pink shaft, oozing a bit of precum, already slipping from it's sheath and hardening.
“I'll not endanger my chi....” the rest of her sentence interrupted by the enormous lupine shaft jammed into her throat. Unable to resist as her hands were chained, and her head held tightly at the ears by the Dirolf's hands. The shaft moving back and forth in her mouth, precum dropping on her tongue, mingling with her own heat. Her growls growing louder as she felt the impact, the burning and dampness in her loins. His cock so thick in her smaller mouth that she couldn't even bite down.
He thrust his hips back and forth, grunting as they became stronger. Ramming the tip deep into the feline's throat, feeling the knot begin to engorge and smelling the female begin to relent. He snarled his pleasure, as the throat constricted on the cock, then withdrew it a bit. With a howl, he unleashed thick streams of his seed into her throat and smelled his musky scent, and her increasing heat. He pulled out, the remnants of his orgasm squirting upon her muzzle and he laughed as her tail hiked and she instinctively pushed her ass against the shaft.
He rubbed it against her wet cunt, and considered taking her; but that would ruin the rest of his show. He picked her up, and moved to another doorway, opening it. Her pussy rubbing against him some more, the rich heated scent, almost made him reconsider, and him undoing her cuffs made her think the same.
Until she looked into the open room, seeing the large, feral dire wolf male inside. Walking on all fours. Bigger even than it's anthropoid cousin Kralto. The Dirolf laughed “This is your reward for the gobble, maybe he'll let you live, if you survive....” And shoved her inside
The Lionam screamed and hissed, trying to get back through the doorway before a clear door blocked her way. As deep in heat as Kralto's cum and musk had put her, she knew she was in danger.
The quadruped lupine roaring a challenge, and then perking up his ears as his nose smelled her pheromones Close to being in rut from his cellmate's heat, he shook his head, his tail shaking furiously back and forth.
She could smell the wolf, smell the lupine's lust, see it's enormous shaft emerging. She looked back, and could see Kralto laughing as he stroked his cock, and knew he agitated her just for this. She tried to jump out of the way as it charged her; but slipped on the smooth floor. Trying to right herself, cursing the dizziness in her head from being in season. It was too late, the wolf was over her now, and held her in place with his muzzle on the back of her neck.
Feeling his hips moving against her, she tried to guard her pussy with her tail. Being much smaller than the feral beast, his shaft about an eighth the thickness of her own thigh. She knew she could stretch; but if he knotted her, she may not survive. She damned her instincts, her tail hiking out of the way, and she tried to move, her hips raising in the process. The dire wolf found his mark in this moment, shoving the large shaft into her pussy.
She screamed loudly as he went deep, hissing at the pain and realizing he was larger than she though. Her skin inside beginning to stretch, tearing in spots as he thrust harder, his nostrils picking up on the blood, and as he fucked her, the hunger pangs hit. He leaned down and took a chunk of meat from her arm, chewing and swallowing. She screamed again, close to blacking out. In complete terror now, she felt the giant knot pushing against her abused opening, turning her head enough to see Kralto stroking his shaft faster.
Kayli entered her quarters, or rather their quarters. “Are you home yet?”
“Yes, love, over here, reading.”
She walked over to the male, about her height and some of the same elvish like features she had. Only her mate had a long tail, and her ears more to the top of his head. Dune had been her mate for many years now, and father of their two litters. His mother being Cheetanah and father being of Kayli's race. “So how did it go with Nari? Must be easier than I've had to deal with Eve, with her being a student in genetics.”
“Oh, Nari, she's in heaven, already asking to see everything in Oureh's gene-pool Oh, and she's no virgin either.” Dune laughed, standing up, his body naked in the privacy of their home. “It was more a mutual seduction, and she can't wait to ovulate so she can carry a half-breed from me. She also wants to dissect Kralto.” He laughed harder “She also wants a threesome with you and me.”
Kayli slipped out of her robe, her own, simian like tail unfurling, standing there now in just her panties. “I may have to consider that, “placing her arms around him, making sure her breasts pushed against him “but first, take me yourself.” She kissed him and lay down on the couch, slowly removing the panties.
Dune slipped between her legs, kissing her deeply as a hand fondled one of the breasts.
“Make sure we're protected, I'm near heat, and the human T'leah bred with is an excellent male to increase our numbers with, good and strong genes”.
He slid his hand down to his penis, placing a tab at the tip which unfurled into a condom, then moved his hand over his mates slit, pushing a finger against her clit “Don't worry love, you can fuck your human.” Then slipped over her, and angled just right, pushing just his tip inside her. His head leaning down, and taking a nipple into his mouth before shoving in the rest of the way. Letting Kayli's moans guide his rhythm, until they moved together as one.
Kralto wiped the cum from the glass door, taking reverence in how much his musk had scented the office. Watching the feral take the impure one, after she had sucked Kralto off, aroused him again. He masturbated as she was mounted, her pussy literally torn, and then ripped nearly in two when the feral knotted her. In fact, it was still fucking the body, even after consuming most of the feline's torso. Kralto chuckled, and walked to his desk, pushing the buzzer “Send in the Doberon, immediately, and she better not have been touched by anyone.”
He sat down on the surface of the desk, not bothering to put the leggings back on. His shaft having retreated into the sheath, except for a little pink tip. The door opened, and the Doberon walked slowly in, timidly actually for one of her breed. The elongated muzzle, tapered ears, and snubbed tail protruding from the jumpsuit, combined with her black and yellow markings, easily showing her ancestry being that of Earth's Doberman breed. She also stood nearly as tall as Kralto's six-foot, five inches.
He beckoned her to join him, taking pleasure in the smooth way she walked, her digitrade legs much slimmer than his own, with thinner fur. “I'm going to give you the same offer I gave your friend.” He coughed “the half-breed who tried to cover her spots.”
He jumped forward from the desk, startling the female into falling back. She didn't attempt anything; which meant the something special she drank, clouded her reflexes. The drug probably heightened her heat as well. “Somehow, I doubt you'll answer my questions; the belongings in your quarters though, have at least given us an area to search for.” He circled around, her and looked over the fine canine body. “So, if you please me, you won't end up like your friend.”. Kralto pointed to the doorway.
The Doberon's eyes opened wide, drugged as she was, a whimper still escaped her from what she was witnessing. Her feline partner, or the hips and legs that were left of her, were impaled on the shaft of a feral dire wolf, a wolf that was consuming her. The beast took another bite, finally freeing the carcass, and then devouring it in two final bites before Kralto dimmed the doorway. Tears streamed from her eyes. Then she felt the tugging, snapping her attention back to the Dirolf.
He had started to pull the jumpsuit off, admiring once again the firm body, the six breasts, and breathing in the bitch's heated scent. “A prize like you will be glorious.” Once the jumpsuit was torn away, he pushed her against the desk “oh, and the attempt at pleasing me won't be your choice.” and lowered her back to the top of the desk, pulling her legs apart. Smelling the sweet scent of her pussy, his shaft already hard. Growling loudly he plunged himself deep inside her, stretching the thin membrane in her muscles.
She shrieked in pain, the drugs keeping her from fighting back. Whining profusely as the cock worked back and forth, she began to pant in rapid breaths. Hips lifting back and forth with the ministrations of the Dirolf. She hated herself, for the pleasure that was happening in her nethers; but had no way to stop it. Soon there were moans between the whimpers, and she was unable to hold back.
Kralto smiled, snarling as he impaled the young bitch. Getting as much pleasure from seeing her face contort between fear and ecstasy, as he did from his shaft pumping in and out of her. He moved one of his hands to a breast, pinching the nipple as hard as he could. It made her body jerk, and even forced a small orgasm from the canine. “Oh, yes, tight, wet and sensitive”
He could already feel his knot engorging itself, slapping against her and growled in dominance. Knowing he was going to tie a Doberon, a clan known for it's female warriors. More fear to spread when they find he made one his bitch. He leaned down, and bit a nipple, making sure his teeth punctured the skin. Knowing her reflexes would make her thrust up. He anticipated, and pushed down, forcing the knot past her lips. “you're mine bitch”.
His hips began to pump fiercely now, hands gripping her hips. He saw her cum again, as before not a strong one even though it felt wonderful on his shaft. He snarled some more “I doubt that's all you have bitch, so pleasing me will be the last.” He roared into the air, opened his maw. Without warning, he lowered his muzzle, clamped it around her neck. One mighty jerk of his jaw, and her throat was ripped out. Her eyes opening wide as blood spurt from her veins. Body going into it's death throes, spasming around Kralto's shaft. He howled loudly as the spasms brought him to orgasm, his seed filling the womb of the dying Doberon.
Kralto showered, his crew cleaning the mess in his office. Watching the blood flow into the drain. Thinking to himself, that the next female he'd bitch in such a fashion, would be in front of an audience.