Imperial Decree 2.5
#3 of Imperial Decree
When Kara awoke, she was lying on the hard wood of a wagon, her arms bound behind her back. She winced with each jolt as the wagon's wheel bounced over rocks and ruts. Her entire body ached. Even her jaw hurt from being forced open by the gag that was still in place.
She groaned as the reality of her situation slowly came back to her. She could remember being tied up to stand naked in the middle of that cabin, her brother bound on a bed in front of her. She would never forget the tigress that entered, the feel of those powerful fingers probing relentlessly into her. Not even the earthshaking orgasm was worth the feeling of having the two large male tigers inside of her at the same time, their barbed cocks stretching her.
She could faintly remember the blessed relief when she had finally been cut down, collapsing into the arms of one of those tigers. The rest was very hazy, but she definitely remembered hearing screams and smelling smoke. And her brother...?
Kara tried to sit up, to find out where she was and where they were going, but the act proved to be too painful. She settled back, resigning to watch the clouds and trees roll by as the wagon trundled on.
Eventually the wagon passed under a the arch of a gate in a large stone wall. The sound of the buzzing of a crowd grew louder as they went, humble gray building passing by on either side of the cart. Kara figured that they must be in a pretty large city. The capital of the Empire, perhaps. It already seemed larger than any place Kara had ever traveled to.
The cart passed under one more arched gateway before they finally ended up rolling to a stop. A buff, armored tiger stepped up into the cart, his gripping her arm and roughly yanking her to her feet. She got her first glance of their surroundings. All around them was the stone walls of a castle, the courtyard where the cart was parked bustling with felines moving about their business. Kara yelped around her gag as her legs cramped, her muscles incapable of keeping her from falling. The tiger's grip remained like a vice on her arm however, holding her up as he led them off of the cart and into small wooden door in the stone wall.
Inside the part of the castle that they had entered was mostly dark, small lamps hanging along the walls providing what little light there was. Off to the side sat a scrawny male tiger working at a sausage with a small knife. The man leapt to his feet as they entered, hurrying over to them.
"This is the one," the guard said with a deep voice, finally releasing his grip and turning to leave. Kara barely managed to keep standing, her legs trembling.
The small man circled around her, his hands fluttering quickly over her body in examination. "Oh, yes, yes, I see. Female cervine, young, healthy. Modestly proportioned, but obviously they won't mind that so much. Ah, I trust you know why you are here, yes?" He stopped in front of her, looking into her eyes.
Kara took a moment, trying to clear her mind before shaking her head. She couldn't remember why she was still alive, left alone why she had been brought here.
The man laughed and clapped his hands once in delight. "My dear- no pun intended- the General has chosen to keep you alive, provided you prove useful. The same can't be said for the rest of your village, I'm afraid." The tiger began pacing in front of her. "A unique situation indeed, and yet the General, in her near-infinite wisdom and generosity, has determined a way for you to earn your way into her graces."
The man turned, walking over to another door further in the dark room. He fumbled for some keys on his belt before unlocking the door and swinging it open. He walked back to Kara, gently taking her arm and slowly leading her through the door and into the room beyond.
"You see, the best you can ever hope for is for the General to take you on as her own personal plaything. Nothing quite like you life before, but, well, any semblance of normalcy is no longer possible for you I'm afraid. As it happens, our friends the Lupus so graciously gifted the Empress with a score of their famed hounds. The beasts can be quite the handful. Indeed, that is my purpose at this castle day-to-day, maintaining these magnificent creatures. Alas, we have discovered that they become quite... aggressive, without a regular outlet. That, my dear, is why you are here."
Kara shivered uncontrollably at the sight of the twenty or so large feral wolfhouds scattered around the edge of the room as they entered. Their fur was a variety of different colors, but each was tall enough that on all fours their head was about chest-level with Kara. Each of them were staring silently at the deer and the tiger.
The man leaned close and whispered. "Try not to make any sudden movements. It tends to make them bite." Suddenly he pushed Kara forward, causing her to fall face-down near the middle of the room. After a few seconds, she heard the door close and lock behind her.
Kara could see a number of the hounds begin to approach, their lips pulled back in snarls, growling softly. She closed her eyes, not daring to move, trying her best to keep her breathing under control as she began to panic. Just the thought of being mercilessly torn to pieces by these beasts was enough to make her want to faint.
She could hear claws clicking on stone floor as a number of the hounds circled her, sniffing and nipping at various parts of her body. She yelped around the gag as teeth teased at her thighs and rump. Cold noses pressed against her in random areas, each making her jerk in surprise.
One snout in particular snuffled at her crotch, pushing between her legs and probing along her pussy. She shifted her hips, trying to move away, but the snout followed, tongue flickering to lap at her lips and probe into her. Her eyes opened wide in surprise. Kara imagined that they could smell the strong sent of the sex she had gone through before. Clearly it wasn't just the one behind her that noticed either, as she could see that many of the beasts circling her now showed signs of erections.
It finally clicked for Kara to what the tiger had been alluding. The Empire still considered her a toy, less than an individual of the Empire itself. But she wasn't even worthy of being a toy for one of the citizens as this point. She was meant to be a toy for their pets.
Miraculously, Kara managed to slowly calm herself, despite the wet tongue slipping deep into her pussy. There was a chance that she could still survive this situation, and she intended to try. She had to cooperate. Gradually, she pulled her knees under her body before lifting up her rear, presenting her dripping pussy to the room full of horny beasts.
The first hound wasted no time, it's powerful forelegs gripping at her torso as it mounted her. Kara's cry was muffled as thick canine cock unceremoniously plunged into her cunt, slamming into her cervix. She could feel the hound's hot breath on the back of her head and neck as he started to hump, each thrust painfully driving in as far as possible. Kara groaned around her gag as pain slowly melted into pleasure, the hot meat stretching her.
The beast growled and thrust deep once more. Kara feared from the pressure that the hound was about to push up into her womb when suddenly the pressure on her labia and clit grew, the canine's knot forming inside her pussy. The feel of that knot combined with the molten seed pumping into her was unlike anything she had ever imagined. Tied as they were, the pressure of the cum inside of her pussy grew and grew even as the hound dismounted. Kara thought for a moment that perhaps it was never going to stop shooting into her.
After a moment, the hound started to pull away. Kara cried out as the knot stretched her more and more until finally popping free. She moaned as an orgasm suddenly hit, muscles contracting, cum spurting from her now unobstructed cunt.
The sight of their mating had drawn even more of the hounds forward. A second beast hardly waited a few seconds before taking up position, mounting Kara and thrusting into her. Her body already ached, but she was relieved that this time there was comparatively less pain. There would have to be if she was going to endure each of the wolfhounds in the room. But she was determined to do so, as many times as she needed to, for as long as was needed, until the day she could even just be in the same room as General Karsa once more.