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This part of the city was a particularly dangerous place to be for anyone, let alone a young girl. Everything about this situation was harrowing, but the young zebra girl that walked dutifully on the sidewalk, was not to be deterred. She had an important mission at hand, and she intended to complete it no matter what. Standing at just under six feet tall, she was a confident woman that had just turned 18, and was determined to make her mark on the world now that she was capable

The afternoon had come on and the streets were quiet, despite it being the weekend. For what few people the girl passed by, they would often give her confused and angry looks. For the most part she kept her eyes averted and her head down, not wanting to invite any trouble. She remembered the directions to the building, the ones that her new friend had given over the phone. She continued on to the end of the street and turned left, making sure to check the street name with the one from her memory. From there it was a simple case and getting the right building number.

304, 306, 308! The girl beamed happily as the building number she was told actually existed, her thoughts having gone to the idea that she had been mislead. She was glad that wasn't the case. The building itself wasn't very remarkable, it was a huge, stone structure with three stories and surrounded by other very similar structures. It wasn't an apartment building, that much was for sure, as there was a huge poster that explained there were studios for rent inside.

She strode in without a second thought, her mind wondering a bit as she scanned the inside of the building. A wide open space was revealed to her with a central desk set in the middle of the room. A lone secretary at a computer was the only thing manning it, and she turned to look at the new arrival with a bemused expression. The zebra girl meandered up to the desk and gave a light smile.

"Can I help you?" the secretary asked, a middle aged tigress that peered out from behind a pair of thick glasses.

"Yeah, I'm here to see Mark Wollo?" the younger girl said and tilted her head. "He should be expecting me." The secretary blinked and quirked an eyebrow but then turned in her spot and pointed down at a hallway.

"Go down there. Forth door on the right, room number 707," she explained.

"Thank you!" the zebra girl said with a happy grin and trotted down for where she was directed. It was a very long hallway, lined sparsely with doors. The studios that each had must have been huge. It didn't take her very long, but she eventually reached her friend's door and reached to try the handle. The door knob was locked, and so she resorted to give a few sharp knocks on its surface.

At first nothing happened, but after a few seconds of waiting she heard the rhythmic thump of shoes against floor. With a click the door came open, revealing bull with kind eyes and an affectionate smile. It took him a moment to spot the new arrival, but when he did, his expression lit up with a broad grin.

"Hey! I'm glad you were able to make it!" he said enthusiastically. "Come on in." He held the door open for her, and she smiled enthusiastically as she entered. The inside of the studio was huge, sparse with various camera and scene equipment that was pretty typical of modeling agents. In the center of the room was a scene set up, ringed by huge screens and lights. In the center of it all was a large tripod with a very expensive camera set right on top.

As the zebra girl ventured in a bit further, the bull stepped up from behind and gave her side a gentle nudge. "Pretty exciting isn't it?" he asked with a smile and then stepped over to the side of the screen.

"Yeah, I'm nervous though," she explained and followed close behind.

"Everyone is usually nervous for their first time, nothing to worry about. What was your name again?" he asked and stepped over to a large box and rack that had a few uniforms on it. He began to feather through the articles of hanging clothing and then go over to the box to sift through more that was inside.

"My name is Matilda but friends call my Maddy," she said and craned her head to get a better view over his shoulder. "What are you doing?'

"I'm trying to find...a...aha!" he called out and produced two articles of clothing. They were a bra and pantie set, reflective of a light blue color. He turned and presented them to the zebra, his eyes glancing from what he was holding to her breasts. "Yeah, these should fit you nicely. Do you mind going into that changing room and put these one? When you come out we can get started," he remarked happily and nodded his head to a door on the far side of the room.

"Oh! Yeah sure," Maddy said enthusiastically before she took the pair and trotted over to where he had directed her. She knew that she was going to be modeling lingerie, he had said so over the phone. Once inside the changing room she was quick to strip away her clothing and replace the soft underwear onto her form. She made sure to check over her body in the room's full length mirror.

The way she turned her hips and felt her own hands up her stomach made her feel beautiful. She was very good looking, she didn't need others to tell her that. A modest bust, a flat belly, and hips that were perfectly curved to tantalize the eyes of men. She had dreamed of modeling for years, and now was the perfect time for it. Fresh from high school and a new adult, she had the world at her back and a future ahead of her.

When she strode out of the changing room she put a bit of a swing in her step, giving her a seductive stride. Mark was quick to notice, his face brightening with a toothy grin as he watched her approach. "Stunning! Absolutely stunning!" he cheered and gave his hoof tipped hands a clap. "I wish I had a hundred more girls as radiant as you. Please, get into position," he said and gestured for the center of his stage. Perhaps she wasn't able to see it when she had initially entered, but now that she was closer she could see that a large, black, leather couch had been set up at the center of all his equipment.

She walked over to the furniture and simply stood next to it just as the bull stepped behind his camera and began to adjust it. Maddy watched as he would get out from behind the tripod and adjust the lights ever so slightly, making sure to get the right amount of coverage before he was satisfied. When he saw that she was awkwardly standing there in the middle of his picture, he gave a smirk and glanced at her from over his camera.

"It's really simple, Maddy. We're just here to have some fun. Hop up onto that couch and give a few poses for me, won't you?" he asked and went back to looking through his equipment.

"Oh! Okay," the zebra girl stammered and looked at the couch. She didn't know what to do, so the best thing she thought was to imitate what she had seen on videos and movies. She got onto her knees on a cushion, her back facing the cameraman as she pushed her rear end out and lifted her tail. The camera shutter clicked loudly several times in a sequence. She looked over her shoulder at Mark in surprise but found the camera snapping several more pictures.

"Yeah, just like that! You're a natural, baby," he called out. "Come on, get hungry for me! Tell me you want me to fuck you!" he shouted. The words were so raw and primal she had been taken off guard. She had never had sex before but she was certainly no stranger to watching porn and masturbating. Surely she could copy that as well?

"Oooh, I want you to fuck me!" she called back, trying to put as much confidence behind her voice. She came to find that it was a little easier than she expected, all the media she had retained on the subject coming to the forefront of her actions.

"Yes!" he said, snapping several more. "Now get on your back," he demanded. She complied quickly, pushing herself to lay across the cushions, her legs up in the air and crossed. She came to find that no matter what position she got into, he loved it and would keep taking pictures like his camera was an automatic gun. Maddy couldn't tell how many had been taken or how many different positions she had gotten into, all she cared about was that she was loving the attention. Things took a slight twist when Mark stepped out from behind the camera, a darker and more devious smile covering his face.

"All right, Maddy. Take the underwear off now." the request was simple and held a lot of weight behind it. It was like he wasn't really asking her to do it, but demanding.

"W-what?" the zebra girl asked, her head turned to gaze at the bull.

"Well, you wanna be famous right? You're gunna find this sort of thing a lot in the industry. Plus, naked pics pay a lot more, I'll give you double what we discussed over the phone," he commented and set a hand against his hip, the other resting on the tripod. Her heart gave a flutter at his words. Mark had casually tossed around that he would pay her about three grand for a few hours worth of picture taking. With six, she could really begin to get her life on track!

There wasn't hardly anymore asking after that, the young girl reached behind herself and unclasped the bra. As it fell to the floor she bent down and eased away the patterned panties. Left nude, her reflex was to cover herself up, but she fought against it, instead choosing to stand awkwardly like before. She had never shown herself naked before, not even as pictures to her boyfriends. The first time anyone other than her parents seeing her naked was strange, not to mention a complete stranger that was taking pictures.

Perhaps noticing her hesitation, the bull gave a slightly irritated chuckle. "Come on, Maddy, you gotta work with me here. Get into that one position that had you over the back of the couch," he commented and then went back to his camera. The zebra reluctantly did as she was told, her form going to the sofa once more and kneeling on the cushions. She pushed her rear end out to the camera, her tight butt cheeks unintentionally splaying to show her soft pussy lips and tailhole. The camera clattered a few pictures again and a shiver ran up her spine. Was she...beginning to feel thrilled about this? A wry smile started to pull over her lips.

As time went on, the more comfortable she became. While she didn't have the largest breasts or the thickest butt, Mark seemed to love her all the more. The same repeated snapping of photos continued, like music to her ears. I'm gunna be a star, she continued to tell herself over and over again. About ten minutes into their new session, the bovine stepped off to the side and began to rummage around in another box. Maddy couldn't quite see what he was doing, but when he came back he had a few new items.

"Here, try some of these," he said and began to hand her some stuff. The first thing she got her hands on were a pair of leather, high-heel boots. They were sexy and sleek, and must have cost a fortune. She was eager to slip them on, finding that they seemed to be almost perfectly suited for her. When she had finished zipping up the leather footwear to her mid thigh, she found that a leather, laced corset was being pushed to her.

She had the experience with fashion, she had browsed lingerie and fetish wear before, and she knew that this stuff was pretty pricey. As the corset was being situated on her body she suddenly felt a rope get placed around her neck. She blinked in confusion and looked down at the slack twine and gave a growl.

"What the hell is this?" she snapped and yanked what had been a noose from over her head. She gave a glare at the bull who could only smile back apologetically.

"Come on, love, this stuff is hot! Kinky shit always sells fast," he tried to explain but then let his jovial expression fall a bit as he could tell she wasn't having any of it. "Look, I'll tell you what. If you do this with me I'll triple what I offered and you won't even have to be in as many positions," he explained and stepped back. Maddy continued to frown and glanced at the slack rope in her hand. She traced it up to the ceiling, seeing that it had been tossed over a sturdy steel beam and the other end was dangling off to the side.

"You aren't going to tighten it, are you?" she asked warily.

"Oh no, of course not!" he said with a laugh and waved his hands. She paused for a long moment, doing nothing but staring at him. Eventually she gave a shrug and placed the noose back over her head. Nine grand would be a very nice thing to have, after all.

"Fine," she mumbled, a bit unwilling

"Oh, just one more thing though," he said and suddenly pulled up a pair of fuzzy, blue handcuffs. "You gotta wear these." The zebra girl stared at the absurd little, steel ornament and shrugged again. She was in this deep, what more was in it that could be done? She gave a silent nod and let him do as he pleased. With a beaming grin, Mark took both of her hands and gently pulled them around her back, affixing the cuffs around each wrist. Before he left he plopped a leather police cap on her head, and she suddenly realized the scene that she was in.

As the bull went back to taking pictures, she continued to grin, realizing that she was a naughty police officer that had been caught, or something like that. She tried to move around and get into different positions but things proved to be difficult with all of her constraints. There came a point of silence as Maddy tried to get into a more comfortable position on her belly across the cushions. It wasn't until she felt Mark's presence up close that she realized that he had stopped taking pictures. At first she didn't think anything of it, but suddenly she felt his hand brush across her backside.

"Hey! I didn't say you could touch me," the zebra girl complained and craned her back so she could look up at him. He didn't seem to care much for her words, his fingers gliding across the curvature of her butt. She shifted herself so that he broke contact with her.

"Sorry. It's just that it's rare to get girls as cute as you in my studio anymore," he remarked. She was in a position that had her pinned against seat of the sofa, and so she had no choice but to endure his probing hand. It had transformed from a gentle graze to a full on grab and squeeze of her buttcheek. The situation had made a turn for the extremely uncomfortable and she didn't like it.

"I said stop!" she growled at him. He acted fast by delivering a strong backhand across her face. The strike was so hard and sudden that the girl's vision blurred and her mind became disoriented. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes and she began to silently cry. She tried to compose herself to scream at him and hurl insults but his weight was suddenly on top of her.

Things had turned bad so fast she didn't know how to react right away. It was the sensation of feeling him straddle her thighs with a prominent bulge pressed against her rear end that made her begin to thrash. She couldn't believe how stupid she was to have had let herself be caught like this. She tried to jerk against the handcuffs but they held tight. She tried to kick out at him but he was set in a way that there was nothing she could do.

"You know, I'm really sorry it had to come down to this. But you're a little too trusting," the bull went on. Maddy felt the thick bulge grind harder against her rear end and her struggling intensified. For all her moving around accomplished she might as well have been doing nothing. She cried out for help, but every time her voice would rise he'd give her another hard smack across the face. It was always an effective way to shut her up. There came the sound of a zipper coming undone and a belt being unclasped. In one quick movement, Mark was bottomless and his rock hard cock was out in the open.

Maddy took one look at that throbbing shaft and opened her mouth to scream but the shriek was caught hard in her throat. Mark had grabbed the other end of the noose and gave it a firm yank, causing the rope to become taught around her neck. She gagged and sputtered, eyes going wide. When the noose went slack enough for her to take a breath and howl out even a tiny bit, the large male responded with a hard jab against the side of her face.

The zebra girl saw stars and her world tilted. He was a lot larger than she was and more than capable of handling her in any way that he saw fit. She didn't quite register him pushing her legs wide open and getting into place between her thighs. The only thing that seemed to bring her back to reality was an extremely sharp pain emanating from between her legs. The bovine had only bothered with a hand full of spit smeared across his cock for lube, and so it was am agonizing entry as he pushed his whole shaft into her pussy.

She couldn't believe that in one quick action he had deflowered her, and not even remotely in a gentle way. Her hymen tore without mercy and blood smeared across his cock as he began to work his hips back and forth. She was getting stretched beyond belief, he wasn't small by any means. Tears streamed down her face, staining her cheeks in rivulets as he had his way with her. Her body jostled with every aggressive movement forward, his length dipping so deep that he rammed his tip against her cervix.

He leaned his towering body over hers and gave low groans every time his shaft would disappear into her depths. She tried to fight back, but with all of his weight pinning her down and with the rope around her neck there was nothing she could do. She tried to push the thought of what was happening to her out of her mind, but the rocking bull and the aggressive grunts kept her locked to the present.

Mark had placed one paw against the zebra's hip, his body tilting back some as he enjoyed his conquest. The way she would try and push him off, as feeble as her attempts were, caused her to clamp down on him. While she was already incredibly tight, she was made all the more when that happened. There was an action that continued to cause him discomfort. While she was still young and small for an adult, her cunt was for too short, and the way he would try and fit everything inside just wasn't working.

Whenever the bull would slacken the noose for his toy to get air, she would breath deeply and try to call for help. Her throat was so ragged hardly anything but high pitched whines were made. It had gotten to a point that he no longer feared that she might alert someone else, not that there was really anyone to hear to begin with.

Maddy's head slumped against the couch arm as she took in deep gulps of air. Her neck hurt incredibly bad, a dark red and purple bruise already beginning to form where she was strangled. Mascara that she had put on for her pleasant day now ran in smeared streaks down her face. Her eyes were swollen and red, a blood vessel having popped in her left and was beginning to turn the side of her cornea crimson.

For a very brief reprieve, Mark pulled his cock free of his guest, her pussy stained with a pink mixture of his pre cum and her blood. She shifted a little as his weight lifted away. She didn't know if he had cum inside and everything was all done, if that were the case she was glad this whole ordeal had finally ended. Little did she realize that the nightmare had only begun.

The bull returned with a spreader bar and ankle cuffs. Maddy didn't know what was happening until he had affixed the steel pole between her feet, her legs now permanently forced open. With one powerful hand, he grasped her by the hip and spun her around. Her knees hit the floor, her torso now bent over the couch cushions. A firm hand smacked her ass, sounding like a whip crack that made her cheeks bounce. A palm print was left behind.

"Puhleeeaase...staaahhhp," she wailed softly. She had fought so hard and struggled so much that she was pretty much out of energy, her form limp. Her pleas were ignored of course. Mark came up from behind and squatted down with his cock gripped tightly. The tip bumped up between the zebra's butt cheeks, the tip grinding up through her slit until it was beginning to press firmly under her tail. With one sudden heave the bull's dick pushed hard inside of her ass. He met resistance right away and wasn't able to get everything in all at once, but it was a start.

With a renewed stab of agony, Maddy cried out in a mixture of rage and torment. She tried once more to get him out, but she did little more than squeeze and make things even more enjoyable. Mark hissed a moan as he pushed every last bit of his twelve inch dick into her asshole. This is way tighter than her pussy, he thought to himself as he rested his pelvis against her cheeks.

The girl could feel his shaft bulging her otherwise stomach. Her mouth hung open and drool fell against the couch, a low sob hitching in her throat. Her body jostled and shook as he began to fuck her without remorse. Her tailhole was spread so wide that it threatened to tear like her hymen, but it held well enough. Her body was forced to settle in against his savage movements. He pressed both hands against her sides and held her firmly in place. His shaft slammed harder and harder against her backside, letting out a loud, squelching sound whenever it would draw back.

His precum continued to flow, doing well to lube her bowels up as his actions became faster. He was moaning out nice and loudly, his eyes closed and his maw hanging open. Maddy sniffled and sobbed, having almost completely given up to the torture he was subjecting her to. She clenched her eyes shut and grit her teeth. She tried not to make any noise, least he get pleasure from her suffering, but sometimes she couldn't help it.

The deliberate fucking had caused a sharp increase in pleasure to blossom within Mark's groin. His huge balls drew up closer to his pelvis, the rolling action of his hips only growing to their fastest potential. He didn't give much of a signal that he was going to cum. His grunts and groans did increase in volume though, and so a rough growl marked his orgasm.

Maddy gave a disgusted whimper as she felt his thick, bovine cum gush inside and fill her to the brim. She wanted nothing more than to expel it all in one motion, but he had injected it so far into her stomach that it made things difficult. She had the sudden urge to vomit, but there was nothing in her stomach, having fasted in preparation for the photo shoot.

Mark continued to thrust against her even as his shaft would spray gooey ropes and globs, filling her up like he was trying to get her pregnant. There was no doubt that she would have been if he had finished in her cunt, but in all he preferred it much more this way. He was panting hard and letting out sharp moans whenever he would delve his shaft all the way to the base. On the final time he let himself stay there, hilted to her wrinkled pucker. He stirred slightly as waves of exhaustion began to take him finally. He gave a grunt and stood back up, his huge dick slipping out of her hole to leave it gaped and leaking jizz.

She was so utterly humiliated and still in shock by what happened. She tried to clench her anus closed but it was so incredibly sore that she had to let it recover on its own. It had to be all over now, right? He got his sick thrills, she was going to be released or something, wasn't she?

She hadn't heard or seen Mark walk away, but she did hear him return. With his member still messy and beginning to pull back into its sheath, there was only one last thing to do. He took a hold of the other end of the rope and gave it a hard jerk. Maddy's head snapped back and she was forced to gasp and gag like before. Mark began to pull his weight against the noose as he directed her to get up.

With struggling movements, the girl slowly got up to her feet, only supported by the taught noose. "No, please, I don't wanna die!" she cried feebly. A blood vessel popped in her other eye as she struggled to stand. When the bull didn't stop, she was forced to climb up onto the couch cushions. She was at her full height, the spreader bar still keeping her feet a part, her holes leaking various, disgusting fluids.

Mark didn't stop pulling until the girl's body was grotesquely distended. Her neck was stretched and her head was forced to look up at the ceiling. She swayed in her spot, forced to go up on the balls of her feet or be strangled. She struggled to breath, each inhale of air coming as a wheeze that never brought enough oxygen. When he was satisfied with her pose he tied the rope off to a sturdy beam than ran up through the middle of the room.

The bull stepped back and grinned, the young girl teetering on her tiptoes, her face turning red. She would ever so slowly turn in place and she would give a pleading glance at him from the corner of her eye. He ignored it of course and choose to walk back over to his camera. He adjusted the settings and snapped a couple more pictures of the dangling zebra, making sure to get plenty of close ups of what counted.

When he was satisfied, he stepped over to a small table and picked up his phone. Maddy watched and listened as he dialed a quick number and place the object to his ear. "Hey, Zak! How are ya?" he said cheerfully after a brief pause. "Good! Good. Say, I've got another one here for you, if you're interested," he explained and turned his back to her. "Yeah, she's pretty nice. She's 18, kind of small, but I still think you'd like her," he went on and then turned to walk over to where she was. He didn't stop until he was right next to the couch. "No, not yet, but pretty soon. When?" he parroted and then gave the zebra girl a quick glance.

He lifted his foot suddenly and delivered a hard kick to the middle of the couch. The sofa slid out from under her feet and her full weight was bared on her neck by the rope. Her eyes went wide as pain shot through her torso. With her last strands of energy, she had she began to struggle hard against her handcuffs and spreader bar. She gave soft, choked gags as she tried to gasp for air but her trachea was effectively crushed.

"About five minutes, give or take a minute or two. Do you want her or not?" he continued on. Through all of her jerking, swinging movements, she began to twirl around in mid air. Her feet kicked out in any attempt to fine purchase on something and alleviate the pressure on her neck but the couch was too far away. With all of her attempts proven to be futile, her energy waned fast, along with her life. Oxygen starved and tired, she stopped moving and simply hung there. Blackness overtook her vision, and from there the rest of her body went dark.

"Fantastic!" Mark called out as he paced around his studio. "I'll see you in like, fifteen then? Great! Yup, see you soon, Buh-bye." he clicked 'end' on the phone and glanced back at the gently swaying girl. All of her voluntary movements had stopped, but every once in a while a stray muscle would twitch. Sufficiently dead, he walked back up to her and gave her side a light nudge. She didn't react, only swaying a bit more. "Pretty, but not too smart. Maybe you'll make better food than you did a model," he commented and chuckled.

He took his time with getting a large knife and sawing through the tied portion of the rope. When he had gotten through, her corpse dropped like a bag of rocks, flopping to the floor motionless. With the deer finally done, he went and grabbed a few large plastic sheets that he had used previously when he did this sort of thing. He started the process of wrapping her up to be easily transported and carried.

It was about then that a knock came to the door, drawing out in a special pattern that told the bull that his friend had arrived. A smirk crossed the bovine's lips, and disregarding the lifeless body on his floor, he went to greet the new arrival.