Equine Understanding
#2 of Lasciel On His Own
I woke as the sun settled in fire behind the mountains that overlooked the forest. The red light lanced through breaks in the canopy and fell sharply across the still sleeping rabbit next to me. Her fur was matted and sticky from our cum, spiked in places and laying flat in others.
I watched as her large, firm breasts rose and fell with her breath. A little blood matted her fur where I had stretched her more than she could take and had torn. Her small pussy had been abused badly and some of my cum still oozed from it. The sight of her beautiful and used body aroused me enough that my cock peeked slightly from its sheath and the urge to take her again was overwhelming.
I slid my slightly dirtied shirt over my head and moved over so that I lay parallel to her. Sliding up against her side so that we touched at hip and shoulder I leaned onto my side to look down at her. Touching her did not wake her and it was obvious that she was deeply asleep.
Moving my left hand over onto her chest I began to twist and pull on her nipples, gently at first then slowly getting rougher. She had liked what I did to her before and if I could make her learn to like this then I wouldn't have to work to keep her from running away. It surprised me what I had done, I would never have thought myself a rapist. It seemed wrong, and yet we had enjoyed it so much.
Despite her beginning reluctance she had thrown herself into it and had cum as hard as me. I knew these weren't really excuses for rape but they eased my burning conscience. Besides if I let her go she would go back to her people and they would hunt me down. I did not need an angry tribe after me so soon after leaving my own.
Her nipples stiffened under my fingers and she let out small moans. She was still asleep but her breathing was running on autopilot, her body responding to my touches. I slid my hand down her muscular stomach and stopped to wonder at its marble perfection. Small, tough muscles lay just under white fur and warm skin. I ran my hand slowly over each and every small muscular hill while her breathing quickened and her nipples hardened a little more.
My cock was now 11 inches out of its sheath almost half way to a full erection. I ran my right hand idly over myself while still tracing her contours with my left hand. Her fur was soft and luscious where it wasn't covered in cum and I snorted quietly at the deep musk of our sex.
I leaned forward and my long, wide tongue caressed her right breast gently. I licked in small circles around her nipple and a heavy sigh escaped her lips. Slowly, ever so slowly, I spiraled around her breast towards her nipple licking and sucking softly at the sweet flesh, savoring the light tickle of fur on my tongue.
My hand kept tracing the edges of her stomach while I got closer and closer to her hard, pink nipple. When I reached her nipple I bit down on it tenderly and slid my hand down to rub her clit between my pointer finger and thumb. A low cry came from her and when I glanced up I saw her wide awake and watching what I was doing to her defenseless body. Her deep green eyes stared back at me with a mixture of fear, anger, and heat.
Despite her lust before she clearly hated me for what I had done to her. Not only had I taken her for my own pleasure, but I had made her love it and beg for more. I had broken through her self control and made her want to be used. She wouldn't forgive me for that if she could help it, but part of her still loved the feeling of my fingers on her body and wanted more.
I could see the struggle going on behind her eyes and realized that I could win her if I played this right. Seeing the lust fading from her eyes I realized that I had stopped rubbing her for too long. I made my decision and acted on it. Simontaneously I slipped my first finger into her pussy causing some more of my cum to ooze from her, and closed my lips into a seal over her nipple and sucked on it hard and slow.
Her breath caught in her throat and her back arched up off the ground, forcing my finger deeper inside her and causing her to expel her sudden breath in a long, low moan. Alternately sucking and biting over her nipple I started sliding my finger in and out of her. Each time my finger slid into her she moaned again and her eyes rolled up into her head.
I switched to the other nipple and her breath rattled out in an uneven rush. Her chest rose and fell beautifully with each short, sharp breath. My horsehood was throbbing painfully and it was all I could do to keep from rolling on top of her. I needed to win her obedience, and that was better achieved by making her want this than by threatening or using her.
I slipped a second finger inside of her and was rewarded by a gasp of pleasure and a writhing of her hips. Slowly she started moving against me, rolling her hips and fucking my fingers needfully. I bit over her nipples harder than before, each catch of a tooth against her skin causing her to squeak softly.
I slipped a third finger inside of her and bit down over her breasts and to the side of her neck. As I pushed the third finger inside of her it pushed my middle finger down and ground my knuckle against her spot. Her body arched up off the ground and a long drawn out wail echoed in the woods as she came. Her inner walls tightened around my fingers and leaked fresh cum to the forest floor.
Denying my need to take her I stood up and slid into the river as her aftershocks left her helpless and twitching on the ground. As I slipped into the ice cold river water I calmed down enough to start thinking straight again. Perhaps this wasn't a good idea. Perhaps I shouldn't force this one her. But no. She could bring others after me, I told myself for the second time. I was in too deep to pull out now. I watched the glorious white bunny stretched out over the fallen leaves and realized I was in for good.