In the forest 2
In the Forest 2: Answers and More Questions
By Rowyin Darkwulf
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A bright shaft of light penetrated the thick canopy of the forest, the angle causing the ray to shine into the shallow cave dug into the side of a hill. The shaft fell across the face of the young doe, whose eyes slowly fluttered open. She looked around as she slowly sat up, not recognizing where she was until she took in a deep breath. She could smell the sex still in the air, her thighs still sticky with a mix of her and the wolf's sexual juices. She looked around the cave and didn't find any trace of the wolf who had captured her, although next to where she was lying was what looked to be a large leaf with something wrapped inside of it with tree vine fibers. She reached over and untied the leaf, which unfurled to reveal several fresh vegetables, nuts and herbs. Upon seeing the food her tummy issued a complaint that it was empty, which prompted her to pick up the food and begin to nibble on parts of it. She could smell the wolf's scent on the leaf that was wrapped around the food, so there was no doubt as to where it had come from.
She stopped and sat fully upright suddenly when she heard the crunching of leaves, her fight or flight sense telling her to run. She froze though when she noticed that it was the wolf from the other day. He had what looked like a body slung over his shoulder, which he dropped to the ground outside of the cave. She watched him curiously as he stoked up a fire in a circle of rocks in front of the cave before kneeling back over the body. She could tell from the antlers atop its head that it was a buck deer, but as he turned the body it became obvious that it wasn't like her: it walked on four legs and was incapable of speech and sentient thought as she was. She crawled over the furs on the floor of the cave to get a better look at the wolf and what he was doing. She knew that he was going to eat the deer he had caught, but didn't expect him to prepare it as it looked as if he was doing. She heard him mumble lightly as he raised one of his hands above the body, his fingers sprinkling dust or something down onto the deer. His voice sounded like a low chant as he picked up what looked to be a stone knife, bowing his head down to the deer before he began to carve it up. She finally understood what he was doing...he was blessing the animal's body and releasing its soul. She didn't think predators had that much respect for their food.
She watched as he cooked and ate the large pieces of meat, filling his own stomach as she had filled hers previously. He finished most of the meat; the rest he picked up and seemed to drag off. The wolf wasn't gone long, returning to the mouth of the cave. He picked up a clay bowl with one hand which he had left sitting when he walked off and knelt back down on the ground. He seemed to collect several things from the ground, placing them into the bowl and stirring it with a finger. He finally turned to face her, somehow knowing she was still there. In a quick moment he was up next to her, kneeling down right in front of her. She stared up into his eyes with confusion and a slight fear, her eyes dropping down to the bowl and his wet finger. Apparently the bowl was filled with a mix of blood and whatever herbs he had ground up and sprinkled into the mixture. She sat stunned as he dipped his finger into the bowl again, and then brought it up to her face, marking her face slowly with the red mixture. She closed her eyes as he continued to mark her, moving from her face to her chest, then on down to her belly and thighs. As he marked her she noticed a fresh wound on his arm that wasn't there the other day. It looked as if he had treated it with some herbs, and from the smell of the red mixture he was marking her with, his blood must have been used for half of the mixture.
She opened her eyes once he finished, looking up to him in confusion. He placed the bowl aside and answered her question before she asked it. "It'll keep the other predators away from you if you have my scent on you...as well as serving a few other functions..." he said as he looked down to the pile of uneaten food. "You should eat...you'll need your strength."
She looked to him, then back to the food, taking another piece and nibbling on it. He sat down against the far wall of the cave, watching her as she ate. She stopped for a second, a question nagging inside her head. "Ummm...why are you doing this? I thought predators like you wouldn't pass up an easy meal like me...and I really thought wolves like yourself lived in packs..." she said nervously.
The wolf looked her in the face, chuckling loudly. "Those like you would think that way...not all preds are as mean spirited as you think. Why would I ruin someone like you, who has her many purposes to me, by eating her? And as for why I live alone, I was left here when I was young, and grew up alone. This part of the forest is mine, and not many dare to venture onto my territory due to my reputation...I am also a bit of a shaman, which usually will drive away anyone who isn't familiar with my reputation," he replied. She took another bite of her food, nodding slowly in response. "So...what's your name, little doe...and why did I find you in my part of the forest in the first place?" he asked, causing her inner ears to blush deeply.
"My mother named me Rose...and as for why I was here, I didn't know where I was...I had gotten separated from my mother and sisters and wound up where you caught me..." she replied, her eyes glued to the floor. The wolf could tell that there was more to it, but decided not to pry; he'd learn it from her eventually. She looked up to him once more. "Wha...what do they call you?" she asked softly, getting another chuckle in response.
"I never had a name, so I took the one I am usually called by those I catch: Blacktooth," he answered with a smirk.
Rose eventually finished the food Blacktooth set aside for her. The wolf had stood up after a while and left, but only for a short period, returning with a large gourd with a hole cut at the top. He handed it to her after taking a swig of its contents, little droplets of water dripping from the corner of his mouth as he drank. She followed suit, the water parching the thirst that had built up from her food. She noticed Blacktooth spreading out a few of the furs he had lining the floor of the cave. She set aside the gourd, her mind going back to what he had said about her...why he wouldn't kill someone as useful to him as she was. She didn't understand his logic; she didn't have any real use to him in her mind. She watched as he finally stood back up, walking over and standing right in front of her. Just as before, he seemed to know exactly what she was thinking.
"Heh...still thinking about what I said about your usefulness, aren't you? I've wondered why you haven't asked yet...although I'm guessing you are too afraid to find out, so I'll show you," he stated with a grin, taking her by her shoulders and lifting her to her knees. Rose eeped as she was tugged up, and realized her muzzle was level with the large furry hiding place of his shaft. She could smell his thick musk, and she could see a hint of pink at the very tip of his black sheath. She blushed once more and tried to look away, but her head was returned forward by Blacktooth's hand. "I know you've never been with a male before me, so you wouldn't have done this before...but seeing as you're with me now, I'm going to teach you why you have some usefulness to me. Now you see that round bit of fur in front of your nose? I want you to take that in your hand and gently rub it," he instructed. Her blush deepened upon hearing his instructions, although deep inside of her a small fire was growing, his thick scent slowly fueling it.
Rose's hand rose up to his sheath, taking it in her fingers and lightly rubbing it as she was told. She gave it a few test squeezes as she rubbed it, the bit of pink at the tip growing larger as his shaft slid from its hiding place. His scent thickened as his shaft showed itself to her, the thick pink rod dribbling a thin liquid from the tip. Blacktooth eventually took her hand and slid it up to his fleshy shaft, moaning softly. "All right, I want you to rub my shaft up and down with your hand, and with your other one, I want you to rub the sack between my legs," he instructed, showing her where to touch and how to move her hand. She nodded and did as she was told, gripping his shaft lightly and pumping her hand along it, the liquid dribbling from the tip soaking into the fur on her hand. She took his sack in her other hand, gently squeezing it and feeling the two orbs inside it. He moaned once again from her ministrations, the base of his shaft swelling slightly as his knot thickened.
After a few minutes he gave her another instruction: she was to put the tip of his shaft into her mouth and lick it with her tongue, while still pumping it with her hand. She looked innocently up into his eyes, which were met with a small grin. "Go ahead and try it," he said, his grin widening as his hand moved her muzzle inches from the tip of his drooling shaft. She gave him another quick look before staring at the head of his shaft, slowly opening her mouth and wrapping her lips around it. She found the taste to be quite salty, but not totally unappealing. She slowly ran her smooth tongue against his head, lapping up the liquid that was dribbling from the tip. Her hand continued to pump up and down his shaft, each time hitting his thick knot. "Mmm...now I want you to start suckling on the tip while licking it," he stated. She nodded softly before she started to lightly suck on it, a bit more of the salty liquid leaking out onto her tongue.
Before long he had her sucking on it completely, her head bobbing slowly along his shaft. Between her own thighs her scent drifted through the cave, wafting up to Blacktooth's nostrils. He ginned slightly upon catching the scent of her arousal, his own growing much more. His body began to stiffen, her nose pressing against his knot with each of her down-strokes. His pre was leaking out into her mouth in copious amounts, a signal she would have understood if she knew he was going to cum soon. She looked up at the panting wolf, hoping he would touch her soon like the other night when suddenly she heard him groan loudly. His body stiffened as something thick spurted from the tip of his shaft and splattered against the roof of her mouth. She would have pulled off his shaft if he hadn't gripped her head, holding her onto his shaft as it fired spurt after spurt of his cum into her mouth. She couldn't do anything but sit there and let him finish as mouth filled with his cum.
After a good minute he finally relaxed, the flow of his cum stopping. Rose had more than a mouthful; her cheeks puffed out and filled with his seed. She had little dribbles of white leaking from the corners of her mouth, the cum having nowhere to go except leak from her lips. Blacktooth finally looked down at her, chuckling softly at seeing her cheeks puffed out. "You have to swallow it all before I release you," he said with a smirk. Her eyes went wide at his command, but she simply followed his orders, swallowing gulps of his seed until it was all down her gullet. He let go of her head as her mouth emptied, letting her lick up the bits that dribbled from her lips. "Hehe...that's a good girl...and that's your first lesson," he replied, pulling his still hard shaft from her lips. She gave him her usual confused look, but didn't say anything as he walked around behind her. He pushed her down gently, but stopped her from lying flat on the ground like she thought he wanted her to do. He left her head down, but lifted her rump up into the air, her little puff of a tail twitching back and forth.
She looked back over her shoulder at him, wondering what he was up to back there as he spread her legs apart, exposing her own inviting sex, as well as her tailhole. He kneeled down, his shaft in his hand as he scooted up behind her. Rose looked back forward, thoughts of the previous night's pleasure flooding her aroused mind as she pushed her rump higher for Blacktooth. He chuckled softly, placing a hand on her rump and giving it a squeeze as he got himself positioned. "I need you to relax your rear end," he said as the head of his shaft teased her sex.
She was confused at the command, but did it anyway, sighing and relaxing herself as best she could. She closed her eyes softly, and then opened them suddenly as she felt the head of his shaft move from her sex to her tailhole and press firmly against it. "What...what are you doing?!" she cried, trying to pull away, only to be held still by Blacktooth's strong grip. She yelped loudly as she felt the tight ring of muscle spread around his thick shaft, little jolts of pain shooting up her spine, causing her eyes to start watering.
"It'll hurt less the less you resist...relax and you'll start to feel better," she heard him say as he pushed more of his shaft into her rump. Blacktooth groaned out softly at the tight embrace of her rump, even when she loosened up. She gripped the furs under her tightly as inch after inch of his shaft slid into her virgin back door, her body holding perfectly still as tears soaked her cheeks. She held her breath, hoping the pain would go away quickly. Soon enough the swell of Blacktooth's knot pressed against her tailhole, and for a second she thought he was going to push it in farther, but he halted all of his movement, letting her adjust to his size. She could only imagine how much more it would have hurt if she hadn't coated his shaft in saliva before.
After a few moments the pain finally died down, leaving only a slightly painful stretched feeling. Blacktooth noticed this change, and slowly began to pull from her rump, her tailhole gripping his shaft hard as he pulled almost all the way out then pushed back in. She yelped again, feeling a bit of pain, but this time it was laced with a unique pleasurable feeling. She let out an involuntary moan as he slowly began to pump in and out of her tailhole, the tight ring of muscle looking as if it were clinging on for dear life with each out-stroke of his shaft. She moaned once more when she felt his arm hook around her hip, several of his fingers slipping into her wet sex and fingering her roughly.
Her hips began to press back against his as he slowly increased his pace, soft moans and pants escaping her mouth as she was worked towards orgasm. He grinned as she showed signs of liking this odd form of mating. He started up a slow pull-push rhythm, sliding his thick shaft in and out of her tight tailhole. His fingers strummed her sex gently, adding more pleasure to the mix as they pumped in and out of her slowly dripping nether lips. Her inner muscles clamped down on his shaft and fingers in short intervals, her hips pressing back against his with each inward pump he made. She began to pant and moan loudly into the furs on the floor. She had been worked up when he made her suck him off, and now she didn't think she'd last too much longer with him thrusting away in her tailhole. Rose arched her back as his thumb stroked across her sensitive clit, a small squeal leaving her lips as the pleasure mounted. Blacktooth gripped her hip with his free hand as he began to pound her rump, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched as he let out a loud grunt. His heavy balls struck her several times before they began to tighten up, his own second orgasm approaching fast.
Rose was ahead of him a hair, her own sex dribbling copious amounts of her juices out onto his fingers and the furs under them, her hips pressing hard against him. Her body suddenly stiffened, her muscles tightening around his shaft as she hit her peak. Set let out a loud wail as she came, her juices soaking his fingers even more. Blacktooth gave another grunt as she tightened about his shaft, his own body stiffening up as he was tossed into his own orgasm. He locked his hips, stopping himself from forcing his large knot into her too-small tailhole, his balls pulsing as they sent spurt after spurt of his cum up her rear end. She twitched with each of his spurt, the unfamiliar feeling of something firing up her rear end sending little aftershocks of pleasure up her spine. He leaned over her back and continued to lightly hump her as he emptied the remainder of his sperm into her. If not for his shaft in her rump she would have slumped down to the ground, the strength of her orgasm having taken all of her energy.
Blacktooth eventually pulled from her rear, letting her lie down and slump to her side, a river of his cum leaking out onto her rump cheek from her abused tailhole. She slowly drifted into sleep, her rump tightening back up. As she slept, the runes that had been painted on her belly went to work. The sperm Blacktooth had seeded her with the previous day found several fertile eggs lingering inside her womb, products of the magic Blacktooth had used on her....
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