{"sf1_id":2013615,"sf2_id":"5nzZEY6n","title":"[p] The Raptor Docility Project, chapter 5","author":"FestivalGrey","words":2300,"posted_at":"2023-06-30T03:02:11.000Z","tags":["BDSM","Feral","Forced","Forced Sex","Human","Knot","Knotting","Non-Consensual","Rape","Raptor"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2013615-p-the-raptor-docility-project-chapter-5","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/5nzZEY6n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a7/01/a7012026-9bf4-4254-8991-e84a2da30f8e","description":"And the first chapter of this tale closes! I have it on good authority there will be more, however. In which Flame claims the head scientists of the facility as his own breeder--whether she likes it or not! Content warning for noncon and some light physical harm.","content":"Fran moaned as Flame sawed back and forth, his cock stroking her outer labia, teasing and stimulating her relentlessly. Flame's cock was unlike that of the usual reptile; just as the introduction of mammalian traits had bestowed the raptors with both their intellects and their pact structure, his altered heritage also showed through in his cock. It was not quite as big as Sunny's, but was ribbed with soft spines and spikes; it even boasted a canine knot.\n\nFlame was no nymphomaniac like Pinky, eager to rush the main event. In fact, he'd never even claimed either of the females, though Pinky in particular had tried to get him to. Flame was calculating, patient, and\u0026nbsp;very\u0026nbsp;choosy. He had settled early on Fran as his desired mate of choice; now that he had her, he was going to\u0026nbsp;enjoy\u0026nbsp;it.\n\nThe first thing to do was to show her just how little power she and her fellow humans had once they were at the raptors' mercy. Plying his deceptive strength against her, Flame maneuvered Fran so that she had no choice but to watch her compatriots succumb to the ravages of his packmates. She cried out in dismay as Z was the first to go, slipping into horniness with Bluebell's help and ending up a silly-minded fuckpet of Pinky. Then Bluebell wandered over to help Sunny and before long Sarah, too, was little more than a raptor slut, squealing delightedly as she was taken over and over again.\n\nPure defeat sunk into Fran—she\u0026nbsp;was in charge of the lab. Z and Sarah's safety was\u0026nbsp;her\u0026nbsp;responsibility, and she'd failed them. She bit her lip, fighting off arousal as Flame continued sawing slowly back and forth against her outer lips. His spines and barbs stroked her in a way no human or even a human-made toy could have met. She started shuddering despite herself, her body betraying her to lust.\n\nWith Sarah firmly in Sunny's clutches, Bluebell started wandering towards the remaining two. Fran sobbed and even screamed, thrashing despite being completely held by the metal bar. No—no, no, no,\u0026nbsp;no!\u0026nbsp;She had seen what Bluebell had done to Z and Sarah—she didn't want to get drugged into a state of being a raptor's love slave!\n\nBut Bluebell was turned aside by a snarl from Flame.\u0026nbsp;He\u0026nbsp;was the alpha,\u0026nbsp;he\u0026nbsp;was in charge. Maybe Pinky and Sunny needed help to tame their paramours, but he didn't. He was going to break this human all on his own, reduce her from his captor to his mate and breeder. It was his right as alpha.\n\nBluebell shrugged and walked away. Noticing that the enclosure door was open, she decided to leave their packmates to their debauchery and slipped out to explore the facility.\n\nFran kept fighting back, thrashing and kicking. Her voice rose in a scream—for the raptors to leave her co-workers alone, for Sarah and Z to help her, but it was completely fruitless. Flame withdrew his cock from her outer folds and regarded her smugly. He was going to enjoy breaking in such willfulness—in fact, her vitriol itself was proof that the process had already begun.\n\nIn a last act of desperation, Fran spat at Flame. The dino regarded her for a moment before wiping it off with what could have only been regarded as a smirk. She was running out of options if reduced to\u0026nbsp;that.\n\nFlame was not quite as intelligent as Bluebell, but he was still plenty smart, and perhaps a bit more cunning. He'd paid attention to the interactions between the humans before and had seen his desired mate berate and humiliate the male, Z, whenever he made mistakes. Z had emerged from these encounters chastised and obedient.\n\nIt made sense. Flame himself had been forced to discipline Pinky after she got out of order a few times. It was how you kept your lesser beings in line. If this human was to be convinced to submit to him as a breeder, perhaps she had to be treated the same way.\n\nFlame wandered over to a patch of disturbed dirt, and Fran spewed obscenities after him. “You sick bastard!\" she screamed, her voice raw with anger. She was doing her best\u0026nbsp;not\u0026nbsp;to look at the shapes from the corner of her eyes, to see the loopy and confused Sarah getting pumped so fully with Sunny's seed that she started to swell up, to see Z curled up against Pinky like a lover. “I should have smashed your test tube! You're a genetic aberrant, you hear me? A\u0026nbsp;freak!\"\n\nHer taunts had little effect on Flame; the raptors were smart and understood the general tone of human voice—Flame knew (and relished in) Fran's anger, for instance—but other than their names and a few other key words, like 'food,' they didn't understand vocabulary.\n\nSpurred on by his captive's feistiness, Flame dug in the patch of earth, the same place he'd stored the metal bar now keeping Fran captive. From it he unearthed another treasure: a length of wire cable. Fran's venom tongue stilled at it. First the bar, and now this… how had the raptors managed to obtain these things and hide them all this time? They were far craftier than any of the scientists had suspected.\n\nAs Flame returned, Fran swallowed her fear and resumed her taunts. And though he had no clue as to the content of her message, the mood behind it was clear—and as alpha, Flame had to make it clear that defiance would not be tolerated.\n\nUsing his claws on his would-be mate was no option; humans were soft and vulnerable. So instead, he gripped the cable with surprising dexterity and whipped it across Fran's breast.\n\nHer voice hissed out of her in a squeal as the cable left an angry red trail on her breast. “You,\" she said, gritting her teeth, “you\u0026nbsp;fucker—nnnnnghaaaah!\" Flame did it again, hitting her side this time. He couldn't swing hard enough to break the skin, nor did he want to, but he left a series of red welts across a speckling of places: her stomach, her knee, her collarbone, her forearm. Fran gasped, all words driven from her, tears beading in her eyes with each lash—and then, against her will, she felt it.\n\nOh, fuck, why was she\u0026nbsp;into\u0026nbsp;this?\n\nShe'd never been one to let it consume her life, but she'd played around in the BDSM scene from time to time and knew that she liked getting whipped. And just as before, though her mind revolted against the thought of laying with Flame, her body knew what it liked.\n\nMoaning despite herself, her cunt started to get wet.\n\nFlame picked up on the scent immediately. Dropping the cable, he dipped low, his nose pushing against Fran's pussy. “No,\" she moaned, squirming her lower body in a pathetic attempt to dislodge him. “Don't…\"\n\nBut Flame didn't care. Taking a whiff, he delighted in the smell confirming what he'd suspected: this female was at the fertile time of her life. She was ready to be\u0026nbsp;bred.\n\nTo make sure, Flame had to taste some of the fluid. So, he dipped his tongue inside. The suddenness of the intrusion made Fran's voice soar; her cheeks burned red as a dinosaur\u0026nbsp;ate her out,\u0026nbsp;its long tongue lapping the interior of her cunt. And she… oh fuck. Sobbing, Fran had to admit to herself that she actually kind of\u0026nbsp;liked\u0026nbsp;this. The lingering burn from the lashing and the blooming bliss from Flame's tongue commingled in a dual dance that set her whole body alight.\n\nFlame's taste receptors confirmed: she was fertile and would make for a good breeder. He was fortunate; a few days more and she would not be receptive to his seed. The knowledge that he'd finally get to claim his much-desired mate left him harder than ever, and with a sibilant hiss, Flame decided that the time for foreplay had ended.\n\nAt some point, Fran had stopping fighting it and had just stayed there, sniffling and whimpering, as Flame ate her out. Later she would insist that it had only been because she'd realized how pointless fighting back was—but what went unsaid was how much she liked it.\n\nFlame was no fool. Plucking his snout from her pussy, he grinned at her soft compliance. Straddling her, he aimed his barbed cock right at Fran's pussy; she stared down fearfully, tears in her eyes, but didn't resist.\n\nFlame almost purred at that. She was acting like a good little bitch.\n\nHe sunk home, his cock slipping in snugly thanks to how wet she already was, and Fran gasped, her vision haloing. If she'd thought those spines and barbs had stimulated before, having them\u0026nbsp;inside\u0026nbsp;was almost too much. They nudged and bit at her sensitive inner walls, stroking places she never knew she had, and she shuddered and clenched despite herself.\n\nBut he was a beast of control. He took her\u0026nbsp;slowly,\u0026nbsp;luxuriously, enjoying every push and pull. This had been a fantasy of his for as long as he'd wanted sex, and there was no reason to rush things. But for Fran, the slow pace was maddening. She—she—fuck, she hated telling herself this, but she just wanted Flame to\u0026nbsp;fuck\u0026nbsp;her, to take and ravage her.\n\nAt one point, when Flame slid so far out of her that only his tip—narrow and pointed at the end, to help squeeze seed past a female's most intimate barrier—rested inside, Fran, without thinking, begged him to come back into her.\n\nFlame didn't understand the words, but he knew from the timbre of her voice that he had succeeded.\n\nHe'd broken her. She was his, now; his to fuck, to impregnate, his to fill with children and use for pleasure. He'd taken her and made her his, and unlike Sunny and Pinky, he hadn't needed Bluebell to do it.\n\nWith that spurring him on, he started picking up his pace. He ravaged her cunt, railing into her again and again. A pleasurable haze consumed Fran's mind; without thinking, the scientist tried pushing her loins up to meet him, trying to wring a bit more enjoyment out of Flame's cock. She squeezed and clenched around him and trembled from the sensation of his spines inside of her pressing into her wall. She wanted desperately to reach down and clutch Flame to her, but her hands were still immobilized thanks to the metal bar; instead, she maneuvered her legs around him, pulling him in that way. Rumbling with excitement, happy his new mate was warming up to it, Flame let her push in closer, even grabbing her hips with his claws, displaying surprising tenderness.\n\nFran was going in and out of lucidity from the sheer overwhelming ecstasy of getting fucked by Flame, her mind barely capable of marshaling itself through the pleasure. She gasped and cooed and moaned as he fucked faster, deeper,\u0026nbsp; completely surrendering to the sensations. Eventually Flame plunged in and she grunted as she felt a brief, lancing bite somewhere deep inside, but even that morphed into more bliss.\n\nThe bite was Flame piercing her cervix. Now he had the most intimate access he could want, and he grunted, succumbing to orgasm as he jetted right inside of her. His cum splashed into Fran, and although on some level she hated the fact that she was taking dino seed, that Flame had managed to force himself this far, the sensation was so exhilarating to the rest of her body that she stopped caring, surrendering to orgasm as well—one that swept over her even more as Flame's knot spread, tying them together and leaving her plugged full.\n\nAs she succumbed into blissful unconsciousness, Flame rumbled with delight, still jetting waves of seed into her. The scent of his mate's fertility had kicked him into overdrive; his body had devoted everything to giving Fran his seed.\n\nHe could just imagine it now, this proud, intelligent human laboring under the weight of his young, forced to waddle along with a heavy clutch. He grinned. He'd waited so long for this, and now it was here.\n\nAll around them, the night was finally coming to a close. Z had spent a long time with Pinky lavishing over his cock; Sarah was stuffed so full of cum that she looked almost pregnant; and Fran, still tied up with the metal, was pumped full of Flame's cum. All three humans had succumbed to stupor after being thoroughly fucked by the raptors.\n\nAs Flame's knot deflated, he popped free of Fran with a grunt, the action making her shudder as she oozed dino cum out of her pussy. With a snarled command, Sunny and Pinky reluctantly left their humans to come see him, Sarah moaning as Sunny slipped out of her.\n\nAs the three raptors convened, they wondered—where was Bluebell?\n\nIn fact, the smartest of their bunch was staring awestruck. She'd stalked through the halls, memorizing pathways as she went, and soon enough, she found it.\n\nThe exit to the building.\n\nTesting it, she found it completely unlocked. Deducing the mechanism's method, she poked her head outside—and was utterly floored.\n\nThe raptors had spent their whole lives in the facility and had dreamed small dreams because of it. But on seeing the vast expanse surrounding them, Bluebell immediately realized the world was much bigger than any of them had suspected.\n\nShe felt quite certain that humans would call the shots outside just as they had done inside—but that meant nothing. Her kind had already proved they could outwit the humans if need be. And just look at the size of this world… there were so many potential adventures to have, so many places to explore.\n\nSo many mates they could claim.\n\nChittering to herself with delight, Bluebell turned and rushed back to the others. Flame would want to hear about this.\n\nThis night was far from the realization of their ambitions—if anything, it was the\u0026nbsp;beginning.","series":{"name":"The Raptor Docility Project","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2008782-p-the-raptor-docility-project-chapter-4.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2014162-p-the-raptor-docility-project-chapter-6.json"}}