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_ NOTE: This story is a NaNo project, written by MasterAaran and myself. Each Chapter is actually a day's writing._

Our goal, since we are co-writing, is 100,000 words by the end of November.

Our word Count for each day will be posted, as well as a running total for the month.

Word Count - Day 10 ~ 3265 words

Word Count - Month ~ 36682 words

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Deryck smirked to himself as he listened to Darya's screams as the machine she was on slapped and cut her ass and pussy. Then, satisfied with the day's events, he turned, Roaz bounding after him, and went to the elevator. The husky and wolf headed back upstairs, and he made some more food for himself and Roaz. The two of them ate quickly, then headed up to Deryck's bedroom. Roaz jumped up on his bed, and lay on her side facing his side of the bed.

Deryck stripped down completely, then headed into the bathroom. Once in the grey tiled room, he moved the shower curtain to the side and turned the water on. The hot water kicked in and steam slowly filled the bathroom. He stepped into the shower and washed his fur, his mind wandering back to the feel of Jadyn in his arms. He still was unsure about why he had suddenly felt tender and loving towards her, but the fact was, he had. Was it because she had gotten turned on watching him rape and torture the other girls?. That was not something she could not have denied. He had felt the evidence of just how turned on she had been. Then, she had orgasmed on his fingers while watching Soltlar rape Darya.

He had loved the feel of her orgasming whilst leaning against him. The feel of her cum and juices as they coated his fingers. It was almost too good to be true. He would have to remember to inject her again before he raped her. He had lost the first chance to rape her with Soltlar's attack on him, though it might be a boon that the husky had interrupted his plans. Otherwise, he would never have discovered that Jadyn liked to watch others getting tortured and raped.

Finishing his shower, he turned the water off, stepped out and dried off before heading back to the bedroom and slipping under the covers with Roaz. He growled at her, and she jumped off the bed, her ears low and tail between her legs. He moved the blanket and sheet aside, and nodded to her, letting her know she would be sleeping with him tonight. She jumped back up and padded over to him, then lay on her side, her back against his chest, her tail over his hip as he drew the sheet and blanket over them.

He slid his hand over the fur of her side, rubbing her skin and slipping his fingers through the hair up to her head, where he scritched her ears gently. Leaning in, he ran his tongue over her ear tips and growled playfully, running his hands back down her body, over her chest, brushing her small nipples, and letting his fingers find their way to her sex. His pheromone levels began to rise again, as he played with her skin and fur, and she began to pant as she started to get hot, her tail lifting reflexively from its position.

Roaz moaned as his pheromones rose in the air, the scent intoxicating to her. She wanted him again. He had mated her so well before. With her tail raised, her own pheromones, lighter than his, but strong with her slightly modified heat, rose to meet his. She gave a low whine, eager to have him filling her, but his arms held her down on her side.

Deryck intended to hold her down, though he felt her natural inclination to want to get up and present herself like a normal dog. This would be the beginning of her training, he knew that he could teach her to accept him in different positions, she was very intelligent. One of his paws slipped under her, wrapping around her chest to pull her close to him, tighter against his chest, the other, moved her tail a bit more, and then helped to scoot her down toward his cock. He was rapidly expanding after being refreshed in the shower, and now having his canine lover so close. She would learn to accept the position soon enough though, as he slid her further down while bucking his hips upward, into her tightness. She was still tighter than either Alix or Darya had been when he first raped them. He growled with pleasure and gave a yip as he sank into her, the fur around her entrance tickling him slightly before he was fully into her. He bent his head to lick her muzzle, as she looked up at him, and his tongue slipped inside.

Roaz was confused by the way she was lying as he moved her down his torso until his tip started prodding her entrance. Her head tilted to the side and a low bark slipped from her, her tail lashing against his hip as she wiggled some, excited that he was going to mate with her again. Her excited movements pushed her slit more firmly against his tip, and her entrance parted for him. She yipped in pleasure as her body was invaded by his thick, hard cock, taming the wild inferno inside her. Her muzzle parted as he licked her, then slid his tongue into her muzzle. She was unused to tasting another tongue in her muzzle, but this..... She barked as more pleasure raced through her. The feel of his tongue inside her mouth was wonderful and Oh, so exotic.

He, too, had never tasted the inside of another canine's mouth. Doing so now sent shivers up his body. He was becoming much more attached to Roaz, and a spark of something again grew inside him, almost as if he thought of her not as a sex-toy, or only for sexual release, but also as a mate. He smiled, liking this realization. His cock was buried in her, and he knew that he needed to begin their mating dance, though this time, he was hoping to be able to slow it down a bit, and prevent his feral instincts from taking over so completely. He put his free paw on her hip, and braced himself, then began a slow withdrawal from her depths.

Roaz licked at his tongue as it swirled in her mouth, a soft whine slipping from her. She sensed that something was different, he was nothing like he had been with the two legged, furless girls. Gentle, tender, loving, that was what he was like with her now. His paw landed on her hip, not so much as to stop her from moving, but more to give him a better hold on what was happening now. He moved slowly out of her, then made her yip as he reversed and pushed back into her body.

His shaft moved with ease inside Roaz, despite her pussy being tighter than Alix's and Darya's. It was the difference between rape and lovemaking. Roaz wanted to mate with him, while the girls had fought every step of the way. Roaz was hot and wet for him, whilst the two humans were dry. Roaz was also stretching as he fucked her, and the others had torn open, his only lubrication being their blood. His mind wandered a little bit to Jadyn, Roaz's previous owner and one of his kidnapped toys below. Maybe arousal was needed for the serum to work, and from the earlier feel of the brunette, she might make a good mate. If she was the one that turned. He would have to see, but before he would find anything out about that, he had his four legged mate to pleasure and another girl to kidnap and have fun with.

His thoughts, though, helped keep his feral instincts from kicking in as soon as they had the last time he had mated with Roaz. His hips kept moving slowly, his length disappearing into Roaz before re-emerging from her doggy-bitch depths. She whined, barked and yipped as he slowly moved in and out of her willing, pliant, feral body.

Suddenly, her walls clenched tighter around him, and her muzzle lifted as she howled in pleasure, her doggy juices coating his canine cock. Her orgasm drove him onward, his knot swelling just inches from her entrance. He shoved himself deeper into her, his knot entering her as his head tilted back and he howled along with her. His wolf cum shooting deep into her pussy.

Deryck held Roaz against him, the two canines falling asleep peacefully. His knot still tied them together, his cock still deep inside her canal.

Deryck woke the next morning with the sun shining in his eyes, and Roaz licking his chin. He still had her in his grip, his limp cock still just inside her cunt. He smiled and gave a moan, slid his hips down and his cock away from her, and sat up. She also stood up on the bed, attacking his cheek and muzzle with a barrage of licks and doggy-kisses. He stuck his tongue out and licked her back, then tossed his legs out of the bed and stood. It was a new day, and he felt completely rested and refreshed, though he wondered just how the girls in the basement had taken their continued torture all night. The lab was so far below ground, and soundproofed, that there was no way he could have heard their cries if he had wanted to.

Today he had to leave again. It was Bayleigh's turn to join their group. He had no time for more fun this morning; he had to set out more food for Roaz, Soltlar and Jadyn, hook up feeding tubes for Alix and Darya, get his supplies ready, and head to Seattle. Once there, he had to double check where he could put his car, and settle in to wait for the right moment to get Bayleigh.

Dressing was the first priority, so he dug around in his dresser for a moment, then came out with his signature outfit, a pair of dark jeans, and a black t-shirt. He slid the pants on, though he had to be careful not to pinch his tail, and shrugged into the shirt. Then, with a pat on the head for Roaz, he headed to the kitchen. A breakfast of sausage and frozen pancakes filled his stomach as well as Roaz's, and he prepared a large container of food for Jadyn also. Here again, his thoughts turned to her, he was being nice to her again, feeding her food much better than either of the other girls would get. A big bowl was also prepared for Soltlar, and soon enough, he found himself descending into the lab again, Roaz by his side.

As soon as he entered the lab though, he knew something was wrong. Though the glass was insulated, he should have been able to hear the screams of both girls, and the standard whine of the machines as they went about their duties. Roaz gave a growl as they went in, instinctively knowing something was wrong from his scent, and the different sounds. Deryck entered the main portion of the lab, setting the food down on a small table, eyes locked on displays that were flashing red on the computers.

Alix hung limp from the restraints, the dildos paused in mid thrust, a haze of smoke hanging around her and the ceiling above her head. Darya, likewise, was slumped as close to the floor as she could, and appeared to be either passed out, or sleeping, her machine humming and the arms jerking as if they wanted to continue but were unable to. He crossed to the computer, sitting down hard in the chair and knocking into a cabinet as he did so. His fingers flew over the keys, discerning what was wrong with the apparatus. The cooling systems for both of them had overloaded, sending them into critical heat overload, and shutting them down.

Both girls stirred at the sudden noise he made, and Alix jumped in the cuffs, eyes wide, staring around the room with fear. She saw him and shuddered, but remained quiet. Darya also jerked awake, returning to her restrained position in 'doggy style' and looking at him. She saw that neither machine was working, and he was busy at the computer, and she knew something had gone wrong. Her mouth was dry, but she licked her lips and mocked him, calling out, "What's the matter wolfy? Your precious plans not working?"

Roaz answered her before he could move. Her ears had picked up the girl's tone, and she did not like it one bit. She stalked over to the other female, growling deeply, the hair on her back raised. She barked at Darya, and then sat down in front of her, daring her to say something again.

Deryck continued to work at the computer for another few minutes, and the machines suddenly went completely quiet, the lights flickered, and then a set of tubes on the ceiling filled with blue fluid. The coolant system was reset, and with another flick of a button, Darya's and Alix's machines returned to their standby modes, ready to begin again.

He sighed and looked at them. "Morning, ladies. Morning, Jadyn, Soltlar."

He went to the food he had set aside, and delivered it first to the husky, then sat it in Jadyn's cell with a nod. He then turned to Alix, walking over to her and sliding his fur over her soft skin for a moment before drawing another tube from the ceiling. Her eyes grew with fear, but he shook his head. "I'm not untying you, so if you want to eat, you'll let this tube go in your mouth."

She gulped and then opened her mouth, having no choice but to trust what he said. Again, the tube had a strap on it, though the diameter was smaller than the previous tube. He tucked it into her mouth, on her tongue and then strapped it down. "Just suck on it to eat."

He approached Darya then, his manner very different. He really had not appreciated her comments at all, not one bit in fact. "I suppose you want to eat as well. I'll feed you, don't worry. But if you're going to eat, you're going to eat while you're in pain."

He strapped the tube onto her head as well, forcing it into her mouth when she tried to say something. He then walked over to the computer and pushed a button. "Ok, you can eat now. I'll be gone for a day or two at the most. The food systems will easily last that long. And Jadyn, if your careful, your food will too."

Another button was pushed on the console, and a whine was heard. Alix's machine withdrew from her completely, and slid back a foot. He had it set on a timer so that it would remain out of her for an hour, then resume its place inside her holes thrusting into her until lunch, at which point she was given another hour of relief, repeated again at dinner time. She had three hours of relief a day from the twin dildos, and she was able to eat and use the bathroom during those hours. Darya's whipping machine, on the other hand, would not slow, and, in fact, he had something worse to do to her.

He pulled out a pair of objects that looked like candles from a rack, and pushed a button on each. The tips began to glow, and then a jet of flame shot up from them. A dial controlled the height of the flames, and he then positioned them under her swinging tits as her machine restarted its unending whipping. The flames were positioned so that her nipples would be just over them, singing her tiny bit of body hair, but not burning her skin, though it would feel as if her breasts were on fire.

She tried to say something, he thought it was, 'Dirty, sick bastard' but he was not able to discern her words with the tube in her mouth. He just laughed and headed for the door again. Once upstairs, he packed his bag, refilling it with another bottle of alcohol, more chloroform, another syringe of serum, rope, clips and chain, and anything else he could think of. Knowing he would be gone at least a full day, if not a little longer, he filled Roaz's bowl with some kibble he had bought during his day of waiting before he grabbed Alix and Darya. His dart gun was at his hip, and then he opened the garage door. Kneeling, he gave Roaz a sensual kiss on the muzzle, and then closed the door, locking her inside. He got in his car, and started the motor, heading out toward his next victim.

It was a bit later than he had hoped it would be when he got up, but that was unavoidable. He took his time on the drive in though, not wanting to attract attention, or have to be waiting around the park for hours before dark. He flipped on the radio as he drove, his mind able to wander a bit since he was so familiar with the road he traveled. He kept the music at a comfortable level for his sharp hearing, but as the news came on, he suddenly pricked up his ears, listening intently.

A disturbing news report has just been sent into our broadcasting centre by the chief of police of Seattle. A young lady has disappeared from near her home in South Lake Union. Her parents reported her missing several days ago, but so far the police have been baffled by a complete lack of evidence on the matter. Alix Hynes, a student at Holy Names Academy, disappeared from the dock near her home, where she often went to sketch. If anyone in the area has any information on this matter, please report to your local precinct station. Thank you, and now back to our usual programming.

Deryck switched off the radio, the news report disturbing him greatly, though he knew that there was no way they could trace him in any way. A set of storms had passed through the area the very night that he had kidnapped Alix and Darya, and he was sure they would have removed any physical trace he would have left. Nevertheless, he had much trouble putting the thoughts out of his mind, and it was not until he was nearly at the park that he was able to forget the matter entirely, convincing himself he was safe. He pulled into the park, and drove to a parking spot that was well away from most of the other cars there, almost in the trees of the park itself. At least, now, he had only a few hours to wait for dark to fall, then he would grab his next playmate.

Above the black Mustang, tall Western red cedar and big leaf maple trees grew, their leaves turning gold, orange and red before floating on the breeze down to the lush, crisp, green grass. In the distance in the main part of the park, families with young children dotted the park. Mothers that had the luxury of staying at home with their children pushed their sons or daughters on the swing sets or watched them playing on the jungle gyms while talking to other mothers and nannies. The usual everyday scene soon lulled the wolf into taking a nap while he waited for night to fall.

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