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BOOM!

A thunderous blast echoed inside of the building, completely shattering the railing of the stairs with such power, that it completely knocked off a half-naked feline, leaving him unconscious on the floor. His towel flew away, showing a rather pathetic display of his potential demise.

"I'll go make sure he's dead." A black and white furred wolf said to two other canines - an identical twin brother and blonde-haired Clovis, probably the most dangerous individual in the whole city. Not counting Romulus and Remus of course, who made sure that their employer remained on top. The other canine walked upstairs, his long crimson cloak fluttering behind him.

"Don't bother. He doesn't matter and we have very little time. Romulus, get to the bedrooms and find Zen. Remus, keep watch. I will head to the dungeons and free the others." He commanded to wolf twins, more focused on the other tasks than a literal 'nobody'.

"Boss, one of us should go with you!" The one called Romulus said, apparently worried for the one who pays his salary.

"I'll be fine. I'll have my right-hand wolf soon, after all." Clover replied. "Now do as I say. And give Zenny my regards."

When they were close to the second floor, Romulus leaned to his brother's ear, still not liking this whole situation. Regarding what he felt about his boss, his duty was still to protect him at all costs.

"You get the feeling the boss wouldn't bother with this himself if it was us instead of Brutus down there?"

"Sshh! Shut up!" Remus scoffed, worried that Clover would hear them."

*****

In one of the rooms, a young feline and canine hybrid looked over the dirty clothes she wanted to thoroughly clean. Unaware of the danger, she pondered out loud, spreading one of the materials while looking at all the spots. And not just typical ones, since most of them were blood, hard to remove, and more difficult to forget about.

"I know Rose said we didn't have to... But I'd feel bad leaving all this work for her." She sighed, worried about that rather mundane task. "Not sure if I can get this blood out, though. I'm worried about Zen. He puts on an act, but his infection is getting worse. He's got to stop sneaking out of bed and reopening the wounds. He needs to take it easy."

Suddenly, she heard an ominous rumbling coming from outside, startling her. Still busy with her work, she wondered who could make such noise and if everything was alright. She looked around.

"Huh? What was that? I wonder if Natani and the others are training. They should take it easy too! Natani just recovered. Tsk, those two are siblings."

"Excuse me."

Kat gasped, hearing an unfamiliar voice coming from behind. After turning around, she went face to face with an incredibly tall and half-naked wolf. Everything about his stature screamed danger, from his thick muscles, mischievous smirk, and of course, an ax attached to his belt.

"I'm sorry, it seems I'm a bit lost. Could you please direct me to Zen's room?" He started, apparently in a great mood and acting as if he only came to ask for some sugar. "The name's Romulus, by the way."

"Are... are you a friend of his?" Kat trembled, trying to somehow get away from such a dangerous-looking character, suddenly hitting a table with her back. She leaned against it, looking for anything that would help out from this pathetic-looking situation.

"Oh yeah, we're real good friends. I've bought a gift for him. Now where is he?" His voice while somewhat friendly, was stitched with a hidden warning, as if he dared Kat to hide any answers he needed from her.

I... I don't know where Zen is..." Kat started, her arm going further behind, but still not finding any tool or weapon to protect herself. The canine scoffed, visibly losing patience and a previously somewhat friendly attitude.

"Don't lie to me. It's my day job to sense lies." Romulus leaned onto her, using his snout to sniff out any suspicious smells, eventually noticing what he knew he would find. "I know he's here. I can smell the scent of a wolf on you... Male... injured?" Seeing a lack of any cooperation, Romulus furrowed his brows, getting angrier with each passing second, his hand going towards the axe. "Last chance. Look me in the eyes and tell me where he is. Truthfully. If you don't, I'll just track him down by scent eventually, and your friends will have to find you lying here."

Wanting to finish this one-way conversation that only wasted his time, he almost grabbed his weapon for a deadly strike, then suddenly Romulus changed his initial decision and instead smacked her with the back of his paw, almost knocking her over. The wolf picked up the steak knife and placed it in his pouch, removing any potential threat coming from the female.

"You're in luck. I'll not waste my axe on such a low-life as you, so here's the deal. If you do a sufficient job, you can continue your pathetic existence. But if you don't... just use your imagination."

Unable to escape or fight back, Kat could only throw imaginary daggers with her hatred-filled eyes. But since even such an aggressive look couldn't kill, the girl could only do what he said, waiting for Romulus' commands.

"On your knees. And do something useful with your mouth for once, instead of rambling all the time. I'm watching you closely, low-life." He stared Kat down into submission, who indeed got onto the floor, leveling her head with his crotch. The wolf pulled down his leather tunic, revealing quite a thick sheath and a remarkable pair of sizeable, furred balls. The tip of his shaft peeked out of the hole as if someone woke it from its slumber.

Fearing an immediate death, Kat worked on the sack first, remembering everything she learned about pleasuring a male. It was deeply humiliating, while also unbelievable how things went down south so quickly. Her small paws fondled each of Romulus' quite heavy nuts, before nuzzling the sheath.

"I hope you're not trying to bore me to death. Just stop teasing, already." The killer for hire wasn't famous for his patience, already thinking about getting his axe again, although giving Kat another chance to redeem herself. Luckily for her, she managed to reveal more of the wolf's meaty, pulsating cock out of its hiding. Male grunted, somewhat enjoying himself.

The girl continued massaging the wolf's sizeable balls while extending her tongue, grazing it against the exposed flesh, eventually taking the pointy tip past her lips. Romulus whose patience reached its limit, sighed out loud and grasped the back of her head, slamming it on the shaft, shoving most of its throbbing, thick length down her throat.

"That's how you do it, slave. What, you don't know how to serve a master? I'll happily show it to you." With quite a strength, Romulus forced Kat to suck his impressively long pole, ignoring her silent pleas for air. If she suffocates on my dick it will be her fault, Romulus taught. With a sadistic smirk, he looked down, admiring her moans mixed with panic.

Eventually, he let her go, allowing Kat to inhale, being close to losing consciousness. Seeing she regained some strength, Romulus pushed his pelvis forward, getting inside her mouth once again with the same attitude. Kat was able to adjust to such brutality, breathing with her nose and trying not to gag when a dangerous tip tickled the back of her throat. Her muffled moans were like the finest music to his perked-up ears, eventually letting the sound of pleasure on his own.

"That's enough. Bend over that table." He bluntly commanded after pulling out his now rigid cock, gently hitting her face with it, ushering Kat to reposition herself. When she exposed her rear to him, the wolf approached Kat's warm thighs. He could just rip clothes out of her slim body but somehow preferred her that way. He moved the fabric of her shirt upwards, revealing the hybrid's pink, moist lips. Unable to stop himself after being intoxicated with her strong scent, he took one long lick of her exposed pussy, enjoying its taste.

"Hm... not that bad. But I'm not here to pleasure you, so brace yourself." Romulus firmly grasped base of his rock-hard shaft, parting Kat's lips with cock's head while eventually finding a rather tight entrance. After feeling it, the girl gritted her teeth, fearing how rough that ride was going to be. But everything was better than being at the wrong end of that killer's sharp axe.

With a decisive thrust, just as professional as Romulus' other achievements, went deep inside her with little difficulty. Although he forced a painful moan out of Kat's throat, his was filled with pleasure and deep satisfaction, especially after realizing how good it felt, to dominate such low-lifes like Kat.

The wolf eventually realized it wasn't exactly what he wanted, since he couldn't see her face and eyes full of fear and disgust. He kept thrusting for several more moments, letting his heavy sack repeatedly slap the girl's inner thighs with audible and wet noises, before pulling out with little warning.

"Turn around. I need to see the look on your semi-pretty face." Even then, Romulus just wanted to keep insulting her for no apparent reason, besides tormenting someone living below him, even if he didn't know her. "And don't try looking away. Stare deeply into my eyes as if we're long-time lovers."

The first part of his command was easy for Kat, able to quickly adjust herself and once again bent over the table, raising her pelvis in the process. Although it was vastly difficult to look into the aggressor's eyes, still regretting she couldn't get hold of that steak knife sooner. While trying to seem feisty, Romulus only laughed at her expression.

"Oh, so brave and violent. If you could fight with your eyeballs alone you could certainly kill me with just a stare. Where were we, anyway?" Oh, right." Toying with her like a metaphorical cat with a captured mouse, Romulus grasped his painfully throbbing shaft one last time, before hitting it against her rigid clit. After grazing the pointy tip along the moist petals, he finally attacked, once again violating her tunnel with a single thrust.

Both of them moaned out loud in unity, although for different reasons. Their voices reverberated in the room, along with wet, slapping noises of their pelvises. Romulus lifted her fine legs by the full thighs, suddenly going deeper and rougher with his strong motions. His dark urges diminished, not wanting to use his axe anymore on her pretty head. Instead, Romulus wanted to paint it with his fluids.

"Not that bad, isn't it?" He panted like a dog, mustering all of his strength to use her body as he pleased. The wolf tried not to laugh, still noticing her expression, as if she was in charge. Romulus continued breaking the girl, who eventually lost all of her facade, panting audibly in between her moans. Kat looked like an innocent young woman, completely under his mercy.

"That's right. You're under me, not the other way around." His panting increased, indicating how close he was getting to the ultimate climax. He parted her legs and went all in, prodding his thick canine knot against the tight entrance. They kept breathing hard, as if both of them enjoyed a rather rough time together.

Romulus started leaking copious amounts of precum, unable to hold it any longer. With a sudden, echoing howl, the killer wolf locked himself deep inside Kat's ravaged pussy, shooting out thick, long ropes of thick semen, filling her tunnel to the brim. With each powerful throb of his meaty cock, he eventually got the last drops of his fluids into her. Romulus looked deep into her eyes when she couldn't stop panting after incredibly rough, aggressive sex.

"You'll remember me your entire, low-life existence. My name's Romulus. Do not forget it."

She never did.