Survival of the fittest
The cloudy afternoon was upon the mountain forests on the far north lands of Japan. Shiro, a wolf ninja who was travelling through the country in the search for a settling place, was jumping through the trees in absolute stealth. His body was almost six feet tall, on his twenties, and his muscles, hidden under green trousers, a black sleeveless jacket and a red fine shirt, showed his strength as he carried a single bladed broadsword as his back as his defense weapon. He was a shinobi of the crimson wolf clan, gifted and cursed by their brutal strength and will for fighting. Under his casual clothing, he had an usual obi for sneaking purposes and plating for being protected, since his strength was not only his only companion at the fights. He walked through the trees, following the trails of dirt of the northern mountains, covered in a mellow mist that blocked the strong sun and gave a blue tone to the environment around. After hours of travelling, in the middle of the foggy sunset, the wolf ninja jumped in the middle of a crossroad and looked to the right. A big path with orange-red torii doors that lead to a thicker cloud upwards the mountain was in front of his eyes, and so he started to run towards the strange path.
Shiro went through the big doors, 15 feet tall and with ink letters covered on each column of them, as the fog only could let him see only the doors and the stone road beneath his feet. After minutes of walking, Shiro looked how the torii path ended and lead to some stone stairs. The fog was thinner than before, and he could see the shape of a big old shrine at the end of the long set of stairs. He ran climbing each stair with swift speed, as he looked around and thought "Looks like an abandoned shrine somehow... maybe I can pray there even if it is almost torn in ruins"
Shiro reached to the end of the stairs, looking at the shade of the temple lighting up and looking how some torches around the temple were lit. The fog suddenly became clear and showed the shrine at its real form. The white outside walls showed orange wooden windows and lead to a path with a garden around it, statues of kitsune at the sides and which lead to the main entrance. Shiro slowly walked through the entrance garden, amused by the small pond at the right, glittering with the sunset light, and the noise coming from inside the temple, as it seemed it was not in ruins after all, and less by priests. He looked to the big red cherry tree wood door and knocked it with his right paw. The door soon was opened with a typical chirp of the old hinges, showing a purple kimono wearing tall woman with long black hair and vixen features, as the noise inside was more evident.
The tall white kitsune bowed faintly and said 'Welcome to the Inari Geisha School, stranger. My name is Chieko Shiranui, and I'm the headmaster of this school'
Shiro looked at the vixen mistress: the purple kimono showed a glittering pattern of silver stitches, forming the shape of a fox, while a yellow shiny belt with a big ribbon at the back was floating in the air, all covering the cream like fur. She returned a mellow grin on her face and said 'You seem quite confused about this place, am I wrong?'
Shiro, who was checking the place inside, looked to the manager, nodded and said 'Is this... a geisha house or something?'
Chieko giggled replying 'A geisha school, yes. My students would be pleased to practice with a being like you' as she walked around Shiro, looking at the thickness and mass of the wolf body.
Shiro shook his head and said, with humble manners 'Oh, no, I wouldn't like to bother you'
Just before he could bow to leave, Shiro heard some steps from the wooden board floor: A thin young vixen walked slowly and politely towards the wolf and the headmaster. She was about 17 years old, eyes as red and shiny as rubies, the fur blue as the sky, with purple stripes under the white furred tips on her body, and also the purple tearing stripes under her eyes, over the white fur of her nuzzle, as she had a black bun topknot with wooden needles, as her wide sleeved red kimono with a cream color belt waved with the air. The sky blue vixen bowed in front of her mistress, saying 'Hi, traveler. My name is Kiowa Akamaru' then she gave a subtle grin to the guest.
Shiro blushed for the beauty of such a young vixen that even questioned his rules as a ninja. Chieko laughed with a grin, saying 'In fact, we won't charge you anything. Kiowa is one of my best students, I can assure you, mister...'
Shiro turned his head 'Shiro, I'm just a mercenary for hire, you know. I have heard there worried daimyos after these mountains'
The geisha mistress nodded 'You are not wrong, but you must be tired.' Then she gave Kiowa a small black key, saying 'Kiowa, you can go with this... proud warrior to the room near the hot springs.' Then she winked at her disciple, who nodded.
Both warrior and geisha walked through the long wooden corridors of the temple, with Kiowa at the lead to show the way to the room. The truth about the place, it was no one but not a geisha school, but a school for training female ninja or kunoichi for the different kitsune clans. Kiowa looked at the wolf quickly as she was followed by him to a pretty decorated slider door. The couple crossed the door that lead to a small room with a wardrobe, a low table and a cupboard with different drinks above it. Shiro sat on the table while Kiowa tiptoed over the board with her subtle hip wiggle, as she picked up a small cup for sake and a drop shaped sake serving bottle, looking at him as she opened one of the shelves of the cupboard and picked a grey ball made out of paper. She quickly hid the ball, a smoke bomb, inside her sleeve, and walked towards Shiro, serving the sake to him and saying 'Please, have a drink'
Shiro looked at the bottle and shook his head but smiling, saying 'No, thank you. I'm not keen with sake.'
The vixen ninja gasped with her failure, then she drew the smoke bomb from her sleeve, until Shiro stood up and smiled, getting close to her 'Say, you are a pretty girl'
Kiowa blushed for the dare of the wolf, as she tried to sway him 'We geishas must satisfy our masters in each and every way, Shiro-sama...'
Shiro giggled and looked deeply at her eyes 'I'm not the emperor, cutie. You can call me like I am, Shiro'
Kiowa felt angry inside, as he looked the typical wolf: arrogant, selfish, flirting...
But yet her mind found that wolf interesting, as being a geisha, he respected her status of a humble pretty female, more than the prostitute fame her job used to have, yet she was a virgin as all the males she met or dated died under her crushing power. She looked at the blade sheathed at Shiro's back, saying 'Wow... such a weapon. Don't you feel slow when you use such a juggernaut on your hands?'
Shiro smirked as he left the cup and unsheathed his broadsword with just an arm, saying 'I suppose you gotta know what training means'
Kiowa sarcastically smiled and gave a cold but close stare to the wolf, saying 'I bet by your species you must hide another blade down there'
Shiro kept his arrogant smile as he looked down, absent for a moment. Kiowa knew it was the perfect moment to proceed her mission.
She gulped with decision, as she walked to the wardrobe and started to loose up the top of her kimono, showing her bandages pressing her pair of big knockers, saying 'Summer nights can be dreadfully hot. Let me get a bit fresh'
Then she opened the wardrobe and looked inside one of the doors: a six feet pole decorated in red and silver was gleaming with the outside light, so she grabbed the pole and hid it on her back, quickly, looking how Shiro was at the table, like if he was ignoring her presence. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and opened them again, concentrating on her target. Kiowa felt how time was slower around her, as she saw the candles moving softly with the air slower than usual and the small moths around it. She charged towards the table, moving her mighty weapon to the right and screaming to unleash a brutal force on the wolf's skull. Still, Kiowa looked how Shiro turned his head, smiling, and before she could blink, the Wolf was over the pole, balancing his body weight so he was stand over the tip that was almost going to kill him. Kiowa only could mutter 'You are not a samurai...'
Shiro smiled and jumped from the pole towards her, landing just behind her and grabbing his sword, placing the blade in just of her neck, saying 'Bad girl... I suppose I'm going to have to eat you' followed by a chuckle and setting himself a couple of feet away from her.
Kiowa groaned and flicked her sleeves, showing a rush of smoke bombs crushing on the floor and creating a smoke screen, which finished with a big cracking noise as she broke the window of one of the walls to escape. Shiro jumped across the fog and the window, and looked around: he was on the outdoor bath of the school, flowing with hot steam as the moon glitter the thick waters in the dark of the night. Shiro was on guard, holding his sword with both hands as he was trying to detect his prey. Kiowa jumped from the roof she was sitting and lifted her pole for a sudden hit on Shiro's back, but the wolf could feel the wind changing on his ears and rolled to his right, standing up, but then he was hit with the tip of the vixen's weapon. Her wig fell to the ground, showing the short green hair she was hiding under the fake hairstyle.
Shiro rolled on the ground after the strength of the cane hit him on the chest, then he stood up in a jump, while Kiowa leaped forward to keep the fight. Shiro could notice Kiowa charging against him again, so he placed his thick broadsword as a shield and stopped the bash of Kiowa's stick.
The kunoichi was growling, as her teeth gritted hard from the clash of weapons they were into. Shiro, stronger and heavier, could repel Kiowa's 6-foot pole with his sword and he placed the blade just on Kiowa's right side, saying 'Surrender... now'
Kiowa, keeping her anger, said 'Go to hell, you bastard'
Shiro then quickly sheathed his sword and punched Kiowa's stomach and hit the back of her neck with a swift hit of his other arm. Kiowa felt like a stone to the ground, but conscious. She coughed for the pain of such hit, and felt so weak she only could say between pants 'Ok... you won... stupid wolf'
Shiro came close to her, looking at her precious body, how the bandages pressed her breasts, growling subtle as he sniffed her fur closely. Kiowa, angry and confused, said 'Why don't you kill me? I've lost. I'm a shame for my sisters' The wolf picked her jaw and stared at her in a romantic but wretched way, saying 'I think you deserve living for my purpose with you, foxy girl'
Kiowa tried to bit the wolf, but Shiro grabbed her from the neck, he opened his chest from his ninja clothes and rubbed her nose all over his pectoral muscles. The kitsune girl almost choked on the intense and spicy scent the fur of the wolf, but the truth was she was being doused with pure pheromone. Then, Shiro threw her in the air, to the breach of the window, back to the room. The wolf jumped inside and rammed against her, trapping the kunoichi between his huge body and the wall.
Kiowa gritted her teeth as she writhed in pain again for the bump. Shiro soon started to take off his ninja clothes, showing his big demarked pectorals and abs in front of her ruby eyes. Kiowa's breathing became faster while she tried to grapple off from the clutches of the wolf, but it was in vain, as she was held tight to avoid the clinch she was at. Shiro quickly grabbed her head and started to rub her nose all over his chest. Kiowa perceived with her smelling senses a very deep manly scent, like cinnamon and pepper together. Her body became calm and she felt she could do nothing, as what she just felt on her nose were his luring pheromones to show her his real purpose and intentions. Her mind was unwilling for intimating, and less since she was a virgin that hated wolves, but her body responded to those scents: Her breasts grew a bit, as they tried to release themselves from the bandages, in vain. Shiro threw Kiowa's dress and ripped the bandage with a quick rush from his claws. Kiowa moaned saying 'Stop it! This is bad... no! Don't... don't try to mate with me' as her eyes were filled with tears. Shiro giggled as he rubbed the bandages between her legs, licking her nose and saying 'Then why my smell is telling the opposite?'
Kiowa's bandages were wet on the middle: she was starting to lubricate against her will. Besides, her body was totally attracted to that big, muscled wolf. She had nightmares every night, of a big beast, as the shadow of a wolf, taking her and mounting her, raping her mind constantly. He soon passed his claws over the bandage panties, tearing them into shreds with a slow but hard scratch, turning her interior clothing into bits of cotton falling like snow. She was blushing and scared, as her fresh flower was spewing drops of nectar with a terrible swollen color between the labia. Shiro's eyes became devilish as he started to remove his pants, leaving his body naked to Kiowa's eyes. He was well-hung, with 10 inches of fleshy organ already hardened, proving his like to that female. She only could close her eyes after looking such a blade of meat, thinking how hard and ungrateful was going to be raped, how that freak was not going to fit and push harder in a try to get inside, ignoring how flexible and strong her body was.
Shiro kneeled down, looking closely to Kiowa's flower, smelling it. Her scent was a sweet and mellow harmony for his nose, but he recognized by the marks of that scent it wasn't that intense, so he already knew she was a virgin. He had to be careful with his strength. He pulled his tongue out and started to lick her crotch carefully, tasting with care her markings while he held between the fangs her small but sensitive clit. Kiowa placed her hands over Shiro's head, pushing hard to avoid his licks, but it was useless: he wouldn't budge for that aroma, and the big wide tongue was covering the area so hard, she was weaker as her brain was busy, trying to process the origin of the tickling pleasure.
Shiro soon started to plunge his tongue inside her lower lips, lubricating her space then unstuck his tongue, standing a bit up to place his mouth on her round breasts, with hard pointy nipples. His tongue licked both one by one, while one was bent by his fingers as the other was licked. Kiowa felt that pleasing torture shocking her body, as she was playing blind to not to see what she thought was a monster of her dreams, abusing her body. Shiro then picked one of the shreds of cotton which was long enough to wrap and knot her wrists. He placed her tied arms up, stabbing a kunai on the wall as a nail and leaving her suspended by the tissue shackle. Kiowa felt her arms being pulled by the gravity, with her eyes still closed for the shame, then the wolf started to lick her nose and mouth, as she forced her jaws to close her mouth shut, leaving a streak of his gooey spit all over her muzzle, until she couldn't avoid her panting and let the big gifted tongue of the wolf invade her. Shiro explored and tasted every inch inside her mouth, murring with pleasure as she tasted good, while she only could feel the flesh almost choking her, so she opened her eyes slowly. She looked down, realizing the nightmare didn't finish for her: the swollen shaft of Shiro was ready for his purpose.
The wolf placed the tip of his dick with accurate temper, so it rubbed between her unwilling virgin parts. The shaft soon started to dwell inside her, as her clinching walls tried to stop in vain the ramming cock. Shiro applied more power to hips exponentially, as he got deeper inside the hard but warm walls of her. Kiowa only could scream 'It hurts, stop it! No! I don't want to be used as a slut! You are a monster'
Shiro soon clamped her neck with his powerful jaws, as the fangs pressed important spots on her nerves so the pain couldn't pass but only the pleasure. Her vagina was pressing the cock so hard, he didn't only got pleasure, but she got the twice than him as her muscles tried to deal the intruding ram with pressure, which was useless. The manliness of the wolf soon reached her hymen, tearing it apart like a wooden door and letting a small flow of blood let go outside of her. Kiowa gasped as the cold sensation of pain of her taken virginity made her moan painfully, until she said 'Stop it... please... I am not... a female of your species... stop it' but even her shed tears were showing the contrary: her mind was started to be weakened by the body, as it got stronger with the gigantic sense of pleasure she was having. The male lifted her legs with his strong arms and started to rock his hips wildly, growling and saying 'You showed me your beauty, and now I am rewarding it to you, by marking you as my mate... I shall let no other male mate with you, and if you do... you shall be cleansed twice as deep as now!'
Kiowa tried to understand that gibberish as her eyes were half shut, her cheeks red as blood and her body trying to balance the pain and pleasure. The cock was only 5 inches inside, but her body responded by extending the length of the walls, so in a matter of minutes the boastful 10 inches were inside in a matter of minutes. The tip of the canine penis was crushing her cervix as his muscles showed his pride as a lover by the hard and yet satisfying ramming she was taking inside her. Kiowa kept her negative talking, but still Shiro knew she was enjoying, as she got more lubricated and moaned with short awes and peeked from time to time to see how her belly was bloated with the bigness taking her inside so hard.
Shiro soon knew she was about to have her first orgasm by the screams, so he grabbed her, turned her body around quickly and place her front side over the table, so she was fucked from behind while he was stand, ramming her. Kiowa's pants became deep and harsh, until she gave a long moan and said 'I'm... fading... oooooh'
Her deflowered pussy spewed the milky almost gulch-like fluids outside, almost spraying under the lower chest of Shiro. Her sight was looking up as she couldn't control the incredible pleasure her brain was bombed with. She looked back, noticing how wolves could be such relentless killers but, at the same time, mating machines: No remorse. Yet, he wasn't finished yet.
The ninja wolf's shaft soon started to shoot a round of precum inside, alerting him that the best was going to happen. Kiowa soon felt something on the most outside part of her vagina: a growing sensation. The base of Shiro's cock started to grow a couple of inches thicker than the body. The knot was ready. The rest of the shaft started to contract wildly, giving her a vibrating sensation that stimulated her several times more than what she had before the orgasm. Her gritting teeth soon started to open and her lips showed a smile, as pleasure topped the limits of her mind. Her menacing screams and swearing stopped, leading to silent moans. The thick gifted extension was covered in veins that amplified the pleasure on both, and so it blew up with a direct streak of cum on her womb. The kitsune female opened her eyes wide as she felt the flow of cum rushing her cervix, inflating her belly with the so desired seed, but as she was virgin, her system wasn't ready to breed, until now. The heavy feeling of that male over back, panting at her ear between sexy bites and licks on her neck was no bother for her anymore. She was pleased for the first time, and she found the unwilling feel of being raped more excited than killing all those males.
The wolf soon stood up after recovering his strength, as the knot shrunk and released her from his clutches of lust. The vixen stood on her knees, turning her head and so she started to lick the dirty cock of the wolf, praising it like a new god for her. She soon stood completely up and hugged the wolf tightly, keeping her head between his big overwhelming pectorals, saying 'Don't leave me... please... I've heard you wolves always leave a female to find another... for Inari's sake' as tears real sadness dropped from her eyes. She always misunderstood wolves as her family was killed by a pack of ruthless bandit wolves and only left her as a survivor, only when she was four, until she found the ninja school, was adopted by mistress Shiranui, where she learned the arts of the Inari ninja clan.
Shiro smiled merciful, whispering on her ear 'Who gave you those ideas? It seems you don't know the real nature of us, wolves.'
He caressed her back, almost massaging her and kept talking 'We wolves can mate for life when we are ready for. Even if we are gifted and we can mate with any female, we kept a blood bound with our soul mate for life, and only with her... or him. I like you, Kiowa... and I won't leave you. Most wolf females were lusty and senseless, not ready to be responsible bitches. But you... you seem delicate as a cherry flower blooming, just what I want, a female to fight for'
Kiowa, who always fought for her life, felt love on that instance. She looked at the bloody red eyes of the wolf and hugged him tight again, saying 'Then... I shall be your mate, the mother of your puppies. I want to be... your bitch, forever' as the wolf personality soon started to take her mind.
Shiro smiled, and so, he carried her on her arms, to the outdoor baths, were they had a close, intimate bath hidden under the thick steam made by the moonlight until dawn came by. They couldn't be happier after that first rough encounter. Now they live happy, as they founded a new pack.
THE END
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