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It' s a bit complicated...

a little romp in 12 scenes...

Prologue

He sits at the bar of a nice diner somewhere on the Pacific coast. He slowly stirs his mokka while looking the waitress up and down.

„You like what you see?"

She asks, smiling. His face distortes to a wrinkly smile.

„You remind me of a girl I once knew. She was as beautiful as the morning sun, and she had a smile like sunshine."

The waitress tilts her head to one side.

„Why thank you. Where is she now?"

He shrugs his shoulders.

„Haven't seen her in ages. I'd give an arm and a leg and so many other things just to see her again."

The waitress puts some cookies on the counter and leans back on the shelf behind the counter.

„Wanna tell me about her?"

His smile returns.

„I could... but... it's a bit complicated..."

F** irst ***Scene*

... once upon a Time...

It's a cold night in early October. It's about 10°C, a bit chilly but bearable. The sky is clear and full of stars.

I had a miserable day at work. Working construction in and of it self is strenuous enough, but having a boss who is a royal pain in the ass is another thing entirely. I'm on my way to my usual bar to drown the day in some cheap booze before heading home to get at least some sleep before the next shift.

I park my old truck right in front of the bar. Ol' Bessie is a good truck. She's old, but I maintain her well. My boss wanted to replace her years ago, but Bessie is my baby, she ain't going away anytime soon. As I slam the door shut I can already hear the bad music from within and the usual smell of sweat, dirt and booze is present even outside the bar. It doesn't smell like vomit, yet. It's still too early for that.

I approach the door and shove it open. The thick air inside hits me like a sledgehammer. It almost stinks, almost. But something is different. I can't yet make it out, but there is something in the air amongst the miasma.

I step inside, almost stumbling as I don't lift my boot high enough for the step at the entrance. Grumbling about that stupid step, my stupid boss, who doesn't pay me enough to effort a decent place to get drunk, I straighten my leather jacket and myself up.

As I let my gaze strife through the barroom I think to myself:

*Well, the usual bunch. Hopeless beings. Too drunk to live, too sober to die. The right kind of crowd to get drunk after a day of worthless work.*

My gaze wanders forth from the beaten up pool-table over the tables filled with sunken in people sipping their drinks and contemplating their meaningful lives...

*As if... but wait a minute... that's new.*

My eyes stop at a speck of color in the harsh neon light of the bar.

There she is, sitting on one of the stools at the bar. She is looking in my general direction but not directly at me. So I have a moment to take her in.

She's younger than me, in much a better shape. Her clothing doesn't leave much to the imagination. Black leggings, black top, pink bandana. It screams in all the grays and browns in this bar. She leans back against the bar and sips on a Grasshopper.

Now I can identify that smell in the air. It's her.

*Interesting*

I straighten myself up as much as I can. If none of the others had already hit on her, my chances may be existent. I'm trying hard not to look like the train wreck I am and walk myself up to the bar.

"May I have this seat?"

The moment I spoke, I realize how rough I sound after having lost the shouting match against my boss earlier. The man surely is related to a megaphone somewhere down the line.

I clear my throat and try again, pointing at the stool right next to her:

"Sorry, is this one taken?"

She shifts her position to face me. She looks me up and down. I can feel her judging me. Being close to her I can smell why.

"Go ahead."

Her voice sounds like honey as she downs the rest of her drink, setting the empty glass back on the counter to face me again.

With a smile she opens:

"So, you look... tired."

*No shit. I worked 12 hours straight. I'm not tired, I'm dead*

I think, but I only nod.

"Thanks."

I answer while sitting down on the stool as graceful as a 6 foot 5 bear can manage.

I try to return the favor by lifting my cheeks to a tired parody of a smile, thinking to myself:

*Man don't you screw this up. She might be the only sane being you met all day. You always had a charming smile... come on keep it together.*

"Well it was a hard day, but it might just get a happy end."

I turn my head and stare at the barkeeper behind the counter:

"Gimme the usual, and add it to the bill!"

Looking back to that most perfect specimen of a wolf in front of me:

"You on the contrary look positively stunning."

That seemed to hit the spot, as she blushes a little and crosses her legs, which in turn makes her behind show even more.

"Oh! Uuuhh."

She seems a little uncertain.

"Well... thanks! You look ... handsome."

She doesn't get many compliments I guess and seems pretty much overwhelmed by my sudden outspokenness.

*Ka-ching Jackpot!!! OK ol' geezer, don't you loose it now. She finds you handsome...*

Trying hard not to stare at the obviously showing parts, I glue my eyes on her face.

I start my advance;

"How did you end up here, in all the places..."

But before I can get it rolling, I get forced out of my poor flirtation by a voice smooth as silk and sharp as a razor.

"No Chance... the bill is full. Pay up or no booze for you. Looser."

Rolling my eyes in their sockets I reach for my wallet.

"Excusée moi..."

Turning on my stool to face the barkeeper with murderous intend in my eyes, he, in best stereotypical fashion is polishing a shot glass with some rag.

I sneer:

"Timothy Herman Fillmore Smith, I knew you before you could even reach over that counter of yours... Since when does my bill have a limit?"

*Don't you even interfere with a predator hunting it's prey...*

He doesn't even flinch a bit, he calmly replies:

"Since it's over 100$ and counting. Pay up, or you'll not get any booze!"

I just want to grab a bunch of bill from my wallet when I hear that sweet voice behind me again:

"I can pay for you, it's pretty cheap here..."

I can hear her smiling while taunting me.

"Wait... Whaa... No, no, no... I might not be Superman or Richie Rich... but no one has to pay my booze. Well no one else then me of course..."

I grab some money and put it on the counter.

"So there you go, you little thief, and give that lovely lady one of hers as well, for interrupting our conversation."

Turning back to my little spec of color in a world of dull grays:

"But tell me, I've never ever seen you here before, how did you end up here... among... well... us?"

My arm sways over the crowd in the bar, and I ignore the half grumbled complains, about not comparing my sorry ass with them...

"Well again, it's cheap booze, cheapest place in town that is."

She states, as she starts sipping on her next Grasshopper. She shifts her sitting position a little, showing a little more than she should. The fur in between her legs looks damp.

*No... she didn't wet herself...*

I know that smell, that look, this demeanor.

"Well, a fine young lady such as yourself, does not come here to drown in this stuff."

I say as I grab my glass with that indistinguishable fluid, that smells much like break cleaner, but kicks like rocket fuel.

I take a deep sniff and feel the burn in my nose, before I down the fluid in one go.

"Aaaaah nothing like ol' pops self made."

I tilt my head forward just a little bit, and gaze into her eyes with a right devilish smile.

"... came here for something else then?"

She returns my gaze and doesn't even flinch:

"Looking for a... potential partner, mate... mating season is... well it's right now and... I haven't fucked in nearly a year."

My pupils widen significantly for a short time. I knew what was coming, it was more than obvious, but having it stated so blatantly is a little bit shocking.

I swallow. Raise my eyebrows. My eyes flick for just a moment away from her face, seeking for a reaction from the others in the room.

Not all of them would be as predatory to pounce at the smallest of opportunities, but some could and some definitely would...

My eyes return to the female in front of me. I'm biting my upper lip. It's been a while, and that time it hadn't been so nice, she hadn't been so nice... well to be honest, I hadn't been either...

My thoughts are racing...

*Would she? With a guy like me? Well, if it's almost a year, perhaps. She hasn't resend me yet. I can smell it... she wants it bad... OK, but where? Here? No way... Not in front of the others, I'll never be drunk enough for that. In the car? Naaa... Last time was a mess, she tore the seats to shreds, and my boss made me pay for it... Bathrooms? Well where else to go?*

Showing surprisingly clean teeth, my smile widens a bit more and I kink my head just a little to the side, while I try my best deep husky voice.

"Well, found what you were looking for?"

She smiles a bit more as she finishes her Grasshopper. She fully turns to me, mouth open just a little bit while she compiles her next sentence:

"Well... I don't know... a lot of the guys here are... not... appealing..."

She states dismissively, looking at me, her eyes wandering down. She blushes, and I know why. As she takes a new glass from the counter, the barkeeper sure is fast today. She takes a sip, hiding the blush behind the stained glass.

Trying and failing miserable to shift my sitting position as unnoticeable as possible, not only to allow for a better presentation of "the goods" but to make more room for what is awakening at the sheer thought of what could be a happy end for quite the dissatifactory day.

"To be honest, I'm not the family guy. But you don't strike me as a person who searches for long term engagements either."

Catching the rolling eyes of the keeper behind the bar I grit my teeth a little more.

"But perhaps I'll be able to persuade you with my individual qualities."

Her blushing deepens a bit while she puts on a questioning look:

"Come to think of it... I am looking for a relationship... but... what kind of..."

She pauses to take an olive from the counter, popping it in her mouth and sensually sucking the juice off her fingers, keeping her eyes on mine the whole time:

"... qualities?"

I close my eyes, my smile fades fast and I loose most of my composure.

I take a surprisingly deep breath and sigh heavy.

"Well... I could lie to you over my stunning physique, my prowess in bed, my astronomical high wages... but it would all be a lie, and as soon as you find out, it would all be over."

I take my empty shot glass and twist and turn it in my fingers.

"My most positive quality is my honesty. I am a normal dude, hard working, not cheating,... well... somewhere in the past I was good looking..."

The last one comes with a smirk

"I'd say, I am about average in any way and form. But I can be a beast, if you want me to."

Putting the glass back on the counter I put my fingertips together and smile, just a little hint of wickedness in my eyes.

She starts giggling softly.

"Well... I'm sure if you treat me to a dinner date, we could... get a little dirty somewhere down the line."

She almost whispers.

"I'd love to. Any favorites? Meat? Vegetables? Sausages?"

At the last remark my hand already slams against my forehead...

*Fuuuuuuck*

I smile my best sheepish smile and try to look disarming through my fingers as I swipe my hand down my face. I can hear the keeper snickering behind the counter, and I can't even blame him.

I open my arms and straighten up again, thinking:

*Well you said it, live with it and take the beating.*

With a slim smile I say:

"I'm all yours."

In my head I'm sorting through my expenses for the month, mortgage payments, and come to the conclusion, some not quite 5 star rated restaurant will be possible... dessert could be had in an other fashion...

"I uhhh... I love sausages."

She smirks at her remark and flashes an even darker blush. Her aura lightens up, she seems to enjoy our conversation. But suddenly she seems to feel a little uneasy. Her eyes seem to search for something.

"Hey uhh... I'm gonna use the restroom, I'll be back out in a second."

"Take your time, I'll be here waiting for you."

I answer with a smile.

As she leaves to the Restrooms, I can hear the keeper sneer behind myself:

"You should go in after her, you know. Half of those jerks will pursue her and rape her as fast as they can."

I roll my eyes in his direction, he's still polishing glasses. I calmly remark:

"No, I shall not. Firstly, these savages know me enough to not interfere. Secondly, I do think she might be able to defend herself pretty well."

He shakes his head slowly.

"I'd be not so sure. See Frank over there, he's positively drowning in his own drool, and little Jimmy back in the corner, he's so violently shaking right now, he might just begin masturbating right here and now..."

My gaze wanders over the guys in the room. I can't deny some of them patently staring at the door to the restrooms. Some with quite murderous intend. I straighten up just a little more, trying to look bigger and meaner.

"Even now I can smell her... I must say, she smells nice..."

I look over my shoulder into his eyes:

"Man you're gay. Don't you even dare. Remember what your daddy always said. Customers are taboo!"

His big and toothy smile shines in the harsh neon lights of the bar. Turning my head back to the room filled with predators and would be predators and one pathetic but violently shaking, Chihuahua in the corner, whose hands are not on the table anymore.

"Guys calm down. She'll be leaving soon. Today, I will be the lucky one, so be nice, and leave her be."

Around a dozen heads turn my direction and I smile my best disarming smile.

"We don't want do make a mess. Don't we?"

Most of them know I'm not the biggest of guys, and by far not the strongest in this room, but they also know I know my way around a knife very well and we really, really don't want to make a mess right now. Because then, nobody would get a happy end this evening... well nobody except little Jimmy, who's positively vibrating right now.

True to her word, she comes back out after a short while.

"Let's go partner."

She says taking her, well cowgirl hat from the counter and putting it on. Her hip tilted to one side, she waits for me to follow suit. I put some more money on the counter and slide of my stool. A big smile on my face I tilt my head towards the exit:

"Uuuhhuhuhuhuhuuu I like the sound of that."

Catching her vibe:

"Let's ride."

She tosses Jimmy a pair of panties as we pass, giggling:

"Have fun little vibrator."

Looking back at me she adds:

"So... a date huh?"

As we leave we can hear a loud gasp followed by a loud pop as lil' Jimmy explodes violently. The screams from the inside tell me what I already know:

"Oh man, Jimmy. Not again."

I begin laughing, knowing the mess, the little guy is able too produce. As I catch her turning her head I quickly intervene:

"No don't look back. It's quite... traumatizing."

Second Scene

... Journey to the promised Land...

The air outside the bar is cold and fresh. Nothing like that thick soup you could cut with a knife inside.

Her scent is almost overwhelming out here, where it does not compete with a dozen or so other odors. I take in a deep breath and savor the taste of it.

The girl next to me points her thumb over her shoulder, laughing slightly while nodding.

"Little guy produces a lot?"

This remark hits me quite unexpected I almost choke but I can keep my composure.

"Well not quite the quantity, but the pressure. Jimmy is always tense as fuck. When he unloads, it reaches the other side of the room."

I explain while mimicking the motions of him masturbating like a little machine gun and exploding...

"It certainly is a spectacle to behold, if a messy one..."

As she sees my action she giggles.

"Y-you' re funny."

Then she closes up to me and reaches up to me, so I can smell the alcohol in her breath:

"Wanna... wanna try doing that to me...?"

The promise in her voice excites me and I grin devilishly.

"I'd love to try that. But perhaps in a more suitable location."

I gesture at my truck, parking right in front of us.

"Wanna go to my place? Given, it's not the four seasons, but the sheets are clean, I have a shower with working warm water, all night long, and I would think I could fix a passable dinner and breakfast in the morning."

Her smirk is somewhat unexpected.

"I'd enjoy that."

She states and gives me a little kiss on my cheek.

"Or... we could do it in the bed of your truck."

Looking left and right she smiles:

"It sounds dirty to me... making love out in the starlit night... hooo daddy."

I return the smile while getting even closer to her I whisper:

"Getting a bit giddy? Let me help you up..."

*...that sounds... delicious*

I hardly keep myself in control, trying not to just submit to pure instincts.

I help her up on the truck, she looks down to me and smirks:

"Maybe I am..."

I grab the edge of the truck bed and swing my body up landing with a thud on the bed, bobbing the truck slightly up and down.

Positioning myself behind her, softly pulling her close to me. I breath in deeply her scent, nibbling on her neck while tracing her flanks with my hands coming to a rest on her waists.

"Don't wanna let you wait to long then..."

She gasps slightly increasing her breathing. She quietly moans on my ministrations.

"Sh-shouldn't we move to a more... secluded area...?"

In her suggestion sounds more annoyance than concern. Annoyance about not being able to succumb to her needs, concern about someone else to see us or interfere. She looks at the bar.

"Don't want no one kissing on me... well, other than you..."

She hints at me, giggling softly, as I continue nibbling.

"Uhhh yeah right... it just overcame me..."

I remark, releasing her from my grasp.

"You're quite intoxicating. You know a nice place somewhere around?"

I quietly ask, while stepping back to the edge of the truck bed. I let myself fall to the street. The heavy thumb of my boot hitting the pavement is unnaturally loud in the quiet of the night.

I reach up and lending a hand for her to jump down from the bed.

"Well... lovers lane."

She states as she jumps from the truck. I nod and indicate the passenger side of the truck.

As she get in the passenger seat, I take the drivers seat feeling my pants getting awfully tight.

*I think that's a perfect idea... there we will be alone... with her*

I dismiss that thought as I turn the key and kick ol' Bessie to live. The old familiar rumble of the engine and the smell in the cabin are making me nostalgic. I set out on the road.

"Lovers lane it is."

One good thing about those new seats is, they are squeaking clean. No stains, no filth anywhere. I pad the bunk right next to me. With a wide grin I invite the girl:

"Wanna come and cuddle, all lovey-dovy?"

She sports a smile and scoots over to me to lean herself against me. I can feel my heartbeat rising and I'm all hot and cold. Laying my right arm around her shoulders I tug her in just a little bit closer. Hesitating just a moment I lean my head against hers.

"I really like that feeling."

My voice is barely louder then the engine.

"M-me too..."

Her voice is as low as mine. I can feel her beginning to purr softly and I smile. Under my arm I can feel her shift her position as she gets even closer and I feel the warmth emanating from her body. Her hips almost climb onto my lap.

Keeping my eyes on the road is getting reeeeeally hard right now, as does something else. I let my right hand trace the bones of her shoulder, dangle on her collarbone and trace down her right arm. All the while feeding on her scent and enjoying the warmth of her body against mine...

"Shoulda' have taken off my jacket... what a shame."

I say with a relaxed smile.

Her purring is soothing, I can feel her warm up even more. She really seems to enjoy the moment. She shudders a bit and I can feel something else deeper down. She diverts her gaze down to my crotch, surely noticing my hard-on.

"Is it... painful? I can... take it out if you'd like?"

She lays a paw right above it and awaits my reaction.

"Wai.. wha... Painful? No, I'm just getting awfully warm."

I say and look at her. Right then I get what she means. I have to take a deep breath not to start laughing out loud.

"Ohh dear."

I grab her arm just the tiniest bit tighter and pull her in a little more.

"I already love your character. You do care a lot. No, it does not hurt. I can wait just the bit longer, till we are there."

I shift my position a bit to face her a bit more.

*no... no, I can't wait any longer, take it out... now... help me...*

She cuddles herself close to me and lays her head against my chest. Instantly my heart skips a beat and my endorphin level rises.

"Do you have ... blankets? We should lay one down so we don't get anything... foreign on or in each other."

"There should be a tarp or two in the back, and perhaps I can find some thing or another under the seats. You can lay on my jacket, it's quite comfy."

I say softly, while letting my right hand explore the area around her waist. Kissing her on the top of her head I say:

"You're so incredibly soft... I'm getting lost in you."

I relish in feeling of her near me as I round another corner nearing our destination.

*...man don't waste so much time, get into her panties... now*

I try hard to dismiss those thoughts... not that I don't want to get into her, literally, but she will decide when, where and how that will happen.

Her breathing get even heavier, she seem to struggle not to get into my pants first. She squirms under my ministrations as her scent gets even stronger. She gasps quietly as my fingertips come near her loins at some point.

*...see, she wants it...*

As we reach our destination I park my truck and stop the engine. My hands are trembling a bit as I look down on her.

"You alright?"

I feel like bursting. I swirl my fingers in the fur at her waist going slightly forward toward her belly. I can feel her muscles play under her silky fur and it fires me up even more. Letting her movements guide my hands I end up at her bellybutton. She sucks in the air before she speaks, her voice rough:

"Yes... I am... w-wanna get in..."

She clears her throat and swallows heavy.

"... the back?"

Her eyes look up to my and carry an almost begging look.

"You bet I wanna get in the back."

I surprise myself with how enthusiastic that sounded.

*Oh boy, calm down, you sound like a 13 year old on prom night...*

I untangle myself from her, slowly as not to catch any hair or fur in the zipper of the jacket and rummage behind the seat.

"Haa, found one."

Triumphantly I raise a thin gray blanket from behind the seats. One of those you use to secure furniture when moving.

"It's not much, but it'll help."

A weak smile is what I get for my effort.

"Well..."

She simply states as she scoots over to the passenger door and opens it.

Third Scene

... Ladies first...

Lovers Lane is a forest road leading away from the city. There are no houses, no street lamps, no signs, nothing. Just trees, bushes and the occasional wildlife. It is quiet, just the rustling off the leaf in the breeze. In summer there would be cars all along the road, most of them would be bouncing, and some would be still. Some like to watch, while others like to be watched. But in October, there are no cars anymore. For most people it's getting too cold, too dark, too creepy and so they stay away from the woods.

Legends have it, that these forests are home to some very peculiar beings. But nobody believes in those myths anymore.

I turn off the lights and welcome the darkness of the forest, only lid by the moon and stars above. At this time of year, not even the fireflies are active anymore.

I get out of the truck. The air is cold and damp.

*Right, the lake is just over there somewhere... a perfect location... no witnesses*

I take a quick look around, I ban that nagging feeling out of my thoughts before walking to the back of the truck. I have to walk like John Wayne, there is something in the way.

*Time to get rid of those...*

I swing myself back up on the bed again, this time it looks not as cool as before, but I manage.

I start rearranging the toolboxes a bit to get some space and kick some loose nuts and bolts out of the way.

"There should be a tarp in one of those."

I point on the fixed boxes at the rear cabin window. I blink and look around.

"Oh man, where are my manners..."

I curse softly at myself for being so impatient, as I reach a hand down the side of the truck.

She takes it and I lift her up to the truck bed. She is smiling slightly and pecks me a kiss on the cheek.

"Cutie..."

I can't stop myself from grinning. As I drop the blanket, my hands reach for her, pulling her in softly.

"I won't let you off the hook so easy this time..."

I growl softly as I look in her eyes. A thousand cheap pickup lines cross my head of which everyone would absolutely ruin everything...

*Here's looking at you kid...*

As my hands search a way in from her waist towards her back into her top, I try to withstand the urge to just kiss her while ripping the clothes from her body.

She shudders in my hands but keeps smiling while pushing herself against my body. I can feel her mons pushing against my crotch and the intense heat emanating from it. Her eyes pierce mine and her breath leave a small mist in the cold air.

For a moment all I can hear is her breathing, my heartbeat and hers in unison.

*...that's it, I can't wait any longer or I'll explode...*

With that thought, I purse my lips slightly and go in for the kiss, all the while I start pulling up her top, placing my warm hands steady on her back. Spreading my fingers I dig them into her fur and racking my nails cautiously but firmly up her back. To my satisfaction I can feel her fur begins to stand on end.

"Hoooo...!"

She squeaks as she returns the kiss, deepening it. The fur on her back is soft and warm. Looking down on her I revel in her curves. Her tight clothes accentuate them even more. As she reaches up to my waist she holds me close, brushing her body up mine.

*I don't want this to end... ever...*

I think as I cherish the kiss. I leave one of my hands on her upper back, trying hard to remember that magic trick to undo a bra while not looking, with ones off-hand while concentrating on your other hand wandering down a beautiful back to an even nicer bottom.

Carefully I press my lower hand against her back and slide it past the waistband of her leggings, letting it rest for a moment on that nice cheek and savor the feeling.

*Sooo... how to get that bra to open again...*

I'm lost in my thoughts as she moans out her pleasure about me squeezing her cheek tenderly. Her behind is warmer and softer than the rest of her body and the heat radiating from her middle soothes me.

"Aaahnn..."

She continues to moan as she slides her paws underneath my shirt and starts to trace the outlines of my muscles. It tickles, but its the kind of nice tickle you don't want to end.

As my fingers explore her back I realize, partly to my horror and partly to my relieve that there is way for me to simple undo her bra.

*Fuuuck how am I suppose to get that thing undone?*

I decide to let that be for a moment and run the back of my claws down her spine to join my other hand. I stop before I reach the waistband thou and pull out my other hand. Much to my regret I release myself from the kiss. I look back into her eyes and my desire reaches new heights.

"Let me get rid of this real quick."

I whisper as drop my jacket and strip my shirt, revealing my not quite chiseled physique. Standing bare chested before her, I start steaming of my back in the cold of the night. But I barely notice the cold, as I am burning up from the inside. Breathing heavily I look down on the wolf in front of me with the eyes of a predator who found his prey.

*come on... let's play... delicious...*

She breathes heavily as well and her body shudders as I caress her spine. She looks so small and weak against my massive frame, yet she emanates an inner strength as she quickly rotates our positions and pushes me down. She comes to sit on my lap her face flushed to a bright pink.

*Ohohohohooo I like that...*

As I see her face in such a blushed state, I reach out to touch her cheek and gently run my thumb down the side of her muzzle, while my other hand reaches for her waist again. But this time I do not want to pull her in closer, she is exactly where I want her.

"Lift up those lovely arms of yours."

I say softly as I pull up on her top.

"I wish to see you completely."

It costs all of what's left of my control over myself not to just shred the clothes. The muscles around my face are twitching and I taste my own blood as I bite my cheek to keep myself together.

*faster... I wanna see her tits... she's delicious for sure...*

I can see her biting her lip and she shudders but she does as I wish. I strip her top off of her and gaze at her body with a toothy grin.

"Sports bra, you can unclasp it hun'..."

She adds with a sly grin. Her weight presses her hot crotch against mine and even through my clothes I can feel her wetness. Her scent is overwhelming.

I let her top drop to the side and concentrate on her bra.

"You are beautiful."

I whisper as I undo the pesky thing, now that I can use both hands on it. Brushing it down her shoulders I trace my hands back over her collarbones onto her chest. I envelop those most soft and yet firm breasts in my large hands.

Remaining like that for just a moment to savor the feel I give them a tender squeeze. They feel perfect. Round, not to big, firm and sexy. She lets out a quite moan, while I massage them just a bit more before letting my hands slide down the sides of her chest onto her belly. Coming to a rest just on top of her thighs letting my thumbs drop between them. Her muscles twitch a little as my thumbs stroke inwards feeling the hot moistness of the pre wetting her fur.

I inhale deeply of all the lovely scents in the air and shudder. Her pheromones drive my excitement to new heights. She is so hot it almost hurts. I slightly massage those thighs as my hands climb back up to her waistband.

As my hands round her hips my thumbs hook into the elastic band holding her leggings in place. My eight digits come to a rest, four on each cheek.

I take a deep look into her eyes.

"Are you OK with this?"

As I tug on the waistband with my thumbs.

She takes a deep breath and nods while flushing an even deeper red. She shifts her position brushing her crotch against mine sending little sensations throughout my body. She settles so my tend nestles in between her thighs and not pushing against her backside.

"Does that feel better...?"

I let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"Everything you do feels just amazing."

I firmly grab her buttocks and lift up her hip a bit while simultaneously pulling down my thumbs around them unpacking her bottom from the leggings in the process. Setting her hip back onto my lap my hands glide back on her now bare cheeks. I try to reach my thumbs around and let them rest on her loins.

*Man that feels so unbelievable.*

I twitch my lower abdominal and pelvic muscles, letting mini Me jump a bit. It feels absolutely amazing.

Her panties are soaked and her body shudders. She leans down to me and kisses me. Her wet lips touching mine I can feel her tongue slide into my mouth. Happy to be able to taste her again I return the favor. Using her momentum to lift her up again while trying to pull down the leggings further without hurting her or ripping the fabric.

I fail.

A little bit frustrated to be beaten by some polyester I enjoy the kiss for a little longer before gently backing out of it.

"I really, really wish to peel you out of your clothes..."

I say softly while holding my right hand around her back and indicating with my left for her to lean back and lift her legs to my head.

"Let me see your most secret of places."

She grins and leans back while biting one of her fingers. Slowly she lifts up her legs to my head. Every time she moves the scent of her pussy in heat gets even stronger and being so close to my head it really gets to me. I grid my teeth as I use my free hand to peel both layers of fabric from her body and toss them aside. Her lovely scent, so sweet and yet so primal is overwhelming now, as her privates aren't covered anymore. I start wheezing as I suck in the scent laden air. I start to drool as primal instincts take over. Something deep inside me awakens.

*no, no, nononono ... yeeessss*

As I push my head between her legs my tongue laps the insides of her thighs as I pull her closer to my head letting her tremble in excitement. Using both of my hands I lift her up by the hip. My mind is going blank and there is a red aura creeping into my vision.

*yes... yes... delicious...*

She cries out in surprise and excitement.

"Hoooly shit...!"

And her moans fill the night air as she grabs the fur on my head to pull my even closer. I lap up the pre which is wetting the fur on the legs getting ever closer to her pussy. Its sweet and sour and I can't get enough of it while having my goal right in front of me. Her folds are purple and the glisten wet in the moonlit night, her clit is already swollen and throbs with anticipation. In a show of impatience she opens her legs and presses her hips right against my muzzle ramming my nose against her mons, soaking it with her juices.

I drink up as much of her as I can. My hands grab her cheeks tighter as I nozzle my way even deeper. All restraint thrown out the window I begin nibbling at her outer lips and press the tip of my tongue against her vulva seeking entrance. All the time making grumbling, slurping noises.

"Oh yes...!"

She is breathing heavy, panting as she clutches my head. Her pussy trembles and I can tell by the spasms of the muscles she must already be close. Her heat making her more sensitive, more susceptible for my ministrations. Her legs twitch and she buckles backwards.

I let her arch her body backwards and change my grip on her hips. Letting her head hang down in front of me I stand up in a fluid motion, holding her firm in place, not letting my prey get away from me. I let go my one hand and lower it to my pants. Not even undoing them, I simply rip them from my hips. Raging erection standing proud, I continue to eat her out. She trembles with the sudden movement, her blood rushing to her head will intensify the sensation even more. I can feel her tense up and bending her legs around my neck. Now that she hangs down I have even better access to my target. I push my tongue inside and letting it explore every knuck and cranny it finds. My free hand finds its way back to her hip but shifting its position to get my digits to spread her even more.

*huuunger...*

Having my tongue inside her, I can feel her vagina tightening up. She is close.

Not even registering the world outside the haze anymore I remove my tongue ever so slowly. Tasting every inch of that upper wall, rubbing that tongue against the skin until the tip emerges from the entrance. I flick it up against her clit and close my mouth around it. More delicately as I self would hold me accounted for in this stage I nibble at it before making myself ready to suck it to kingdom come.

*moooore...*

"H-h-gaaahhh...!"

As it finally happens, she lets out a scream that fills the woods and her whole body shakes, leaning her trembling legs against my shoulders and neck she pushes herself upward. I am showered in her ejaculation, she cums a lot while her body twitches and buckles in my grip. She stretches her self long and claws at the truck-bed for grip.

"Fuck yes!!"

Getting splashed in the face snaps me back out from my daze. I almost drop her, but can just keep her from falling. I shake my head to get the lights out my vision as I try to hold her tight. Which is not just as easy with all that wet fur and the aftershocks of her orgasm. I manage to hold her until the last spasms pass.

"Whoooo...."

I can still taste all of her in my mouth, but I also taste blood. I frantically dart my eyes around to see if I have hurt her somehow. But she seems to be unharmed. But she is breathing heavy, panting. As she lifts up her head I can see her sheepish smile. She surely is embarrassed by how much she squirted at me. I don't mind, as I lick my muzzle clean I lower her and myself carefully down. I take a seat on one of the crates and lean back to the roll bar and the cabin still breathing kind of heavy.

"You alright dear?"

I ask looking down myself and seeing my mini Me still standing to attention, continuing onto her body, my desire rises again, but on a much more civil level.

*Hmm I'm not done yet...*

Forth Scene

... Meat, Vegetables and Saussages...

I sit on a crate at the cabin end of the truck bed, leaning against the roll bar. She lies at my feet panting heavily, gasping for air after an earth shattering orgasm courtesy of my tongue. She tasted marvelous.

She nods, she's alright. I grin. My turn.

Slowly she get up and looks at my tighty whities, her eyes fixed at what's inside the package.

"Wanna... show me what's under that bulge...?"

She seems to be in a state of mixed emotions. Her heat makes her demand it, her curiosity is killing her, but her self consciousness making her feel a little ashamed. She blushes while explaining:

"I've only sucked dick once before... s-sooo..."

"Girl you're even more beautiful now... You're glowing..."

As I lean back I present the goods. It's red, hot, slightly throbbing and it twitches ever so slightly up with every heartbeat.

"Be careful, I'm so fired up, I might just blow my load from you looking at me."

*Calm down man, calm down.*

She giggles softly as she scoots between my legs, softly brushing her paws up my thighs to my undies. She caresses my legs and loin. Deeply she inhales my scent, tasting and weighing my smell. That musky smell. I can feel her breath on my belly, it's hot. She grabs my undies and ever so slowly pulls them down, revealing my manhood. Her eyes are fixated and her pupils widen. I bite my lip in anticipation as I lift my hips slightly to allow her to remove my undies completely. My mini Me falls free and hits my belly before standing up again glistening in the moonlit night.

She tosses the pants to a side and take in the view before blowing her hot breath over my erected cock.

I shiver letting my cock quiver. I fight the urge to stroke her head. Spreading my legs a little more, placing my feet against some boxes for more stability. I revel in the feeling of her in between my legs.

*Come on, you can do it...*

I ignore the voice in my head urging me to advance forward faster. Fighting with myself over being impatient and letting the poor young, naked wolf take her time on the one side and the upmost urge to savagely mate - right here and right NOW!

As she lowers her head smiling, she gently takes my shaft into her paws, allowing her to softly kiss the tip. Me pre contaminates her lips as she moves her mouth away from my shaft. Licking it off her lips she lowers her body even more.

I grab the ratchet straps that are dangling form the role bar and ready myself.

Finding my taste to her liking, she gives my dick a big, long lick from my balls along the underside to the tip.

It almost drives me crazy.

"Oh my god, that feels..."

Is all get out before shuddering heavily.

*Come on man, keep it together... keep it...*

I strain myself against the rising feeling that climbs from my buttocks through my stomach.

Closing my eyes and clenching my teeth I pull on the straps hard, making them crunch under the tension.

I can feel her move but I don't want to open my eyes. Then I can feel her breathing against my balls. Not knowing what happens next, her sucking may ball hits me like a sledgehammer. I open my eyes to her stroking my cock vigorously and sucking at my balls.

This sensation is new to me. The shock of having my balls in between her jaws hits me off guard.

*... nnnrk... No... I'm not keeping it...*

Giving in to my orgasm I try to warn her, but eminent eruption overcomes me.

"... beware.... Haaahaaaangr..."

She acts fast, pushing her self up and enclosed the tip of my member with that beautiful mouth of hers. As I close my eyes my head snaps backwards, hitting the chrome of the roll bar.

My legs tense up as I push myself to the cabin, arching my back upwards.

My balls twitch as I pulse thick semen into her mouth. One, two, three times.

I gasp for air and pulse one more time filling the cavity of your mouth, before plummeting back onto the crate I sat on.

Lifting my head back up I open my eyes. Stars dancing before them as I sort my thoughts.

I look down to that sexy wolf between my legs, still having my cock in her mouth.

I can't help as a benevolent smile crosses my face.

*Oh she's such a bad girl, and yet she's such a good girl...*

I loosen my grip from the ratchet straps dangling from the roll bar and reach down to her face.

I stroke a strand of fur out her face and rest my hand on your cheek.

"I'm so sorry. Look what a mess I made on you."

Taking a deep breath I add:

"That was amazing."

She opens her eyes and looks up to me, her mouth still full of me. As I came a lot, some of it spilled out the side of her lovely lips and trickles down. She releases my cock from her mouth and swallow the rest it still contains before licking her lips clean. The satisfaction I feel is difficult to describe as I continue stroking her cheek with my thumb and gently scratching her neck with my fingers. Working my jaw to get the tension out of my muscles I pat my belly with my free hand.

"Come on, climb up on me. Give an old man a second to ready himself for round two..."

She shines a smile to me as she stands up and get on top of me. She boobs my nose with hers and looks me in the eyes.

"You're not old... you're just experienced."

She smirks before adding:

"And I like that..."

"Aww it is so sweet of you to say that."

I smirk as I nozzle her a bit. I let my hand glide down her neck, tracing her spine with my claws. Continuing downwards to her back.

"I'm getting goosebumps just touching you.... you really are intoxicating."

Not knowing where to put my other hand, I place it onto her hip.

"There is a chance I could get addicted to that."

"And I am already addicted."

She answers while burying her face in my neck, deeply sniffing my scent. Her legs are twitching under my hand.

I stretch my neck more, tingling all over.

*Ooooh yeah... more*

I glide my hand over her hip under your leg and lift her up just a little bit more.

I can feel her muscles play under her fur and skin and I can feel myself getting exited yet again.

Absent minded I speak out loud what I'm thinking, not realizing before it's to late.

"I want to lick those tits, I want to sniff every inch of you... I want to caress and exploit everything that is you..."

My second hand comes to a rest just above her pelvis letting my middle finger glide onto the uppermost part of that valley between her cheeks.

"Oh yes... please do..."

She murmurs into my neck, her breathing accelerating. At this moment I realize, that I spoke out my thoughts, but it's to late to correct that now. She presses her breasts against my chest, and bends her leg around my flank while simultaneously rubbing her other knee against my cock. She begins to nibble on my neck, wrapping her arms around my chest and pulling me close.

My eyes widen, suddenly I have the taste of meat in my mouth.

I tilt my head sideways to allow her more access to my neck, leaving me vulnerable.

My hands tremble, I feel her stroking my cock and my body reacts accordingly.

Stroking my hand down the side of her leg towards the moistness between them, my breathing picks up pace.

My other hand glides downwards while my middle finger follows the valley between her cheeks.

As she continues to nibble and suckle on my neck, her body shudders and she spreads her legs a little more. She begins to moan quietly as I continue exploring her body. Coming near her loin she spasms and squeaks as I hear a wet sound from underneath us.

*Oh she is ready man... go for it... go... man... go*

"This ... can ... get ..."

My words come under my breath accompanied by a low growl:

"... dangerous ..."

I can fell her shaking her head against my neck letting out another moan. She presses her wet, leaking pussy against my crotch. She really, really wants it now. There is no doubt about it, and she will not take a no for an answer.

I restrain myself not to just force her body down on my yet again rock hard member.

*No not like that, it's wrong*

I steady my hand under her leg and grab it tight. Rounding her bottom with my other hand, I land on the backside of her other leg, getting a firm grip on it as well.

"Hold on tight..."

Steadying her weight on my hand and on her bend leg and pulling up on the leg between mine.

I lift her up, having her by the buttocks, fully exposed. What a lovely sight. A nervous, naked wolf squirming with excitement, dripping all over the floor.

It's a bit strenuous having a twitching, wet, ball of pheromones lifted just above the tip of my cock.

Clenching my teeth I lower her down ever so slowly. Touching her most intimate of places with just the tip.

I growl as I raise my hip to enter that welcoming wetness.

"RRrrrrrrr..."

*go slow... don't you hurt her, I know you want to, but... go slow...*

Gripping her buttocks firmer, digging my claws into them just a bit not to let her slip, I lower her down onto me.

As I begin to impale her, she lets out a sensual moan and welcomes me inside her. As I enter her little by little her pussy throbs around my tip and shaft. It is hot, tight, wet and ready for me. I savor the feeling for a moment. As I continue to lower her down she winces a little. I hold her in place, not moving her further.

*Uuuuh boy, you're to big for the girl... You are stretching her good...*

I blink at the voice in my head. But before I can concentrate on it I hear a strained whisper next to my ear:

"W-wanna switch spots...? Y-you can... t-top?"

I tilt my head try to relax my jaw and look at her face.

"... I didn't hurt you, did I?..."

I pull my feet back under my legs, propping her up on my lap. I take a look around how to best achieve the transition.

"N-no you didn't..."

She meets my look. Her eyes are shining, she looks happy, if under a little bit of stress. But her body clearly states: Go on!

I nod.

"That's ... good. Hold tight for a second..."

*She doesn't weigh that much... perhaps...*

I culminate a plan. Leaning forward holding her tight I stand up.

Every move I make, comes with a movement of myself in her, which on the one hand feels absolutely amazing, one the other hand doesn't make moving easier.

"Ohh girl you feel so amazing."

I take a step forward, turn around see myself in front of the problem how to get on my knees.

She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist holding on tight. Bringing her head back to my neck she whispers:

"You can pull out if you'd like, but then I want you to ravish me... ravish me like I'm your goddess..."

Something clicks inside my head.

I lean back a bit and then let myself down on my knees.

"No never... I'll never pull out..."

I press the words out as my knees hit the truck bed.

"Neeeeveerrrr..."

It's more of a growl than a word.

As her behind rests on my legs I pull my hands out from underneath and rake them up her back.

"Lay down..."

There is a commanding undertone in my voice which wasn't there before.

Fifth Scene

... there is a Hyde for every Jekyll...

Her eyes widen, her face flushing a deep red, she lays back on the tool chest I sat just a few moments ago. I tower over her feeling ever so powerful over my prey.

"Rrrrrrooowwww..."

I rumble low as my hands glide from her back over to her chest grabbing those luscious tits. My eyes seem to glow as I hesitate for just a short moment before I squeeze them firmly.

"... delicious..."

The word oozes out my mouth as I lick my flews...

*Nooo, don't you do that... oh yes, I will...*

I begin moving my hips. Slowly first, inching forwards and backwards just a bit at the a time.

My deliberate motions hit their target as she begins to moans loudly. Her voice filling the night sky as she looks up to my face. She seems to enjoy it, the pain of being stretched making way for the pleasure of being filled. Her look is dreamy and her leg twitches around my waist. Her pussy feels amazing, throbbing with my every thrust, clenching with every out-stroke as to not let me go and welcoming me on each in-stroke.

Fueled by her moans and the incredible feeling of being enveloped by her pussy, I pick up my pace. Not only going faster but lengthening my strokes. Grunting by every thrust of my hips, my teeth are bared and saliva hangs in strings from my mouth. I still hold on tight to her tits, preventing them to bounce. Ever so often I squeeze them or caress her nipples.

With my renewed efforts the truck bed begins to rock back and forth. I look down to her and can see her ears twitch. Her whole face is one of sensual glee as her moans become louder and louder.

*Hurk, I beg you... don't break her... you know what you did last time... don't*

My head twitches a little from side to side as I look down, smiling from one ear to the other.

A rumbling laugh exits my throat.

"... you look so... lovely..."

My left hand wanders down her chest over her belly. I can feel myself moving under her skin and muscles.

My right hand pinches her nipple for a last time before gliding upwards towards her collarbone coming to a rest just over her choke pit, thumb poised right between her collarbones.

*... what a glorious feeling... Why should I stop?... you have let me loose, you did not stop me... I am in charge now, and I will do as I please... Hank*

"... delicious..."

I grunt, digging my claws into my boots to get a bit more grip.

"Holy shit..."

Is all she can muster at the moment before reaching up to my neck pulling me down kissing me, silencing her moans for a short amount of time. I return the kiss vigorously. I can feel her tensioning up inside and her muscles begin to spasm. She is close.

Grabbing her by the hip with my left hand I pick up my pace even more, more or less ramming myself into her with every thrust, shoving her forward.

My right hand enforces some pressure upon her throat but is trembling heavily.

My breath comes in short hot bursts. My eyes burn with a mixture of rage and desire...

*... see, she wants it like that... she needs it... I need it...*

Under me the young girl squirms. Clearly struggling between pleasure, pain and perhaps fear, she coughs a bit and whimpers softly.

My expression is one of pure joy as my grip around her neck tightens and her paws clench around my wrist.

*don't Hurk... I command you. Stop! ... hehehehehe make me.*

Snapping my head back so sharp she can hear the crack. I let out a roar into the night.

„... HURK ... Stop..."

It sounds more painful than angry... my right hand opens up just slightly as my head returns to face her. Her paws still pulling at my wrist. I can feel myself tens up. My muzzle is twitching my ears are laid back completely and my eyes are bloodshot.

"... I will not let you..."

I grunt, as my motions start to stutter.

*...ooooh look who's talking now... do you have the strength to take control back from me? I doubt it...*

My vision is blurry but I can see the fear in her eyes as she tries to back off, but is held in place by my grip. She whimpers, clearly in stress.

With a jerk I straighten myself up, arching backwards, letting go of her body to grab my head.

"... Aaaaaaaargh..."

*... ohohhohoooo... good, good... come on fight it... You know, you want to...*

I stop dead in my track. My breath rattles in my throat as I continue to breath heavily.

"... I... said... you... stop...."

I scream into the night sky.

After being set free from myself she scrambles away from me.

Calming down after my scream, I slump back down on my hunches.

I start laughing, slow and quiet. There is no joy in that laugh. It's the hysterical laugh of someone in deep fear. As I remove my hand from my head I take a look around. My vision is not yet clear again, but I can see her backing away from me to the corner of the truck bed. I don't pursue her, I just look at her and swallow heavy, realizing I might just saved her live.

"What did he... no... what did I... no... nononono..."

I whisper looking down on myself, letting my head hang low.

Her heavy breathing forms little clouds before her face, obscuring her fear from my vision. She pulls herself up in a corner of the truck bed.

Opening and closing my hands multiple times I try to sort my thoughts.

"... don't run... it's over..."

*ooooohohohohoo you wish it was over... you know it is never truly over...*

"... he's gone..."

My voice is rough but I speak low under my breath.

"... I will not hurt you... he will... not anymore..."

Her voice breaks as she answers:

"Eh-best was..."

Her shaking rattles the toolboxes around her and her panicked look speak for themselves.

I sink down on the bed even more, hunched over and cover my face with my hands.

Breathing deeply but slow I try to calm down. It's not the first time this happened.

*You always do that to me... no, Hank, you do it to yourself... if you only accepted who you are, it would not happen... LIAR*

My claws dig into my scalp as I try one more time to ban him from my mind.

"... no more..."

I whisper. For the moment she stays in the corner, knees pulled up to her chin.

Still clutching at my head I take one last deep breath.

"You still there girl?"

I ask, swallowing that sour taste of being fully over acidified.

*I don't even know her name...*

"The name's Zephyr... a-and... y-yes... I'm still here..."

She stutters, her voice is weak and quiet. She sounds unsure what she should do.

"Zephyr... are... are you OK?"

I slowly open my hands and take them down onto my lap. I look over to her.

"I... I don't know..."

She rubs her neck, but stays away from me.

Blood is trickling down my face as I turn to her.

"I can relate to that... I'm so sorry..."

I close my eye and leave my head hanging.

*that should never have happened... ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME HANK?... After that day, at work you really think I wouldn't be there to knock on your door?... really?*

I shake my head slowly.

"I... I want to go home..."

I open my eyes and look at her.

"Understandable... I would try to explain... but I think you wouldn't believe me..."

I lean against one of the boxes.

"No one ever does..., let me get my head straight, then I can bring you to where you can get a signal to call a taxi... I pay."

„No... tell me..."

Her voice is almost silent but she sounds genuine.

I'm actually surprised by that. I look around for a second as if I would collect my thoughts then grab my shirt and jacket. Passing the jacket to her I take the shirt and look at it.

"Really? Then you should make yourself a bit more cozy... It's... well complicated."

She takes the jacket and almost gets lost in it. But it covers her up quite nicely. I on the other hand try to put on my shirt without covering it with blood all over.

"Where should I begin... my name is Hank, and you had the unfortunate opportunity to meet Hurk."

I start speaking while stretching out my legs.

"Hurk is a part of me... a part I try to keep away from everybody."

*uuuuh how diplomatic... try to keep away... you imprison me here... SHUT UP*

I tilt my head and tip on my temple.

"He's in here... all the time... he is a sort of alter ego. He comes out in times of great stress. I thought I had him contained... but I failed... again."

She cautiously comes forth from her corner and puts a paw into mine.

"I understand."

I raise my eyebrows.

*she does?... SHE DOES? ... SHUT UP HURK... I will never ever let you out again... we will see that... SHUT THE FUCK UP!*

I slowly close my hand very carefully.

"You do?"

She comes closer looking me in the eyes. Her eyes have that trusting look to them.

"I do. I also have something that... a secret that... I am afraid to show to people."

I tilt my head.

*No she doesn't understand... at least not to the full, murderous extend... No, no, no... let her tell, it gets interesting. I wanna hear*

"OK? I do not fully understand."

I slowly stroke her paw with my thumb.

"But I would love to try understanding."

"Well..."

She starts, but then looks over her shoulder to the lake behind the trees.

"Let's ... go over there."

I follow her gaze and nod, letting her paw go.

I slowly stand up as not to scare her away again. My legs feel weird and my back and neck still hurt. So I stagger towards the edge of the truck bed before jumping down. The thump of my boot hitting the ground in the eerie silence of the forest sound unnaturally loud.

Waiting for Zephyr I reach up to her.

"I would lend a hand, if you let me."

She nods silently as her legs seem shaky. Taking hold of her waist I gently lift her down and setting her on the ground.

"Lead the way Zephyr."

It somehow feels wrong leaving everything behind, but what else could go wrong now?

Sixth Scene

... second Servings...

She slowly limbs towards the lake. In the pale moonlight I can see the shimmering of her wetness between her legs. It's more shimmering than before...

*Oh girl, still had not enough?*

I close my eyes and curse inwardly against Hurk, who just shrugs his shoulders and just as always makes nasty remarks. I follow her closely as I worry for her to tumble. She doesn't look to stable on her feed.

"I would carry you, you know."

I say quietly extending my arm in an inviting gesture. She stops and turns to me looking almost glad.

"I would... enjoy that."

The hesitation in her voice is all to relatable. I nod and gently scoop her up and lift her to my chest. Holding her tight, trying to pass on some warmth.

"Please tell me if I'm holding you to tight... I mean after..."

I look back over my shoulder.

As I look back forward I can feel her purring.

*do you smell that? ... Hurk shut up... do you smell that?... yes I do.*

I look down on her barely covered naked body, feeling her wetness as it runs over her legs onto my arm. I tug her in a little bit more, as if I could protect her from him by that. I'm worried about Hurk, at least by now, he won't be a surprise to anyone anymore.

"Why the water?"

I ask softly. She shifts slightly in my arms, looking up to me.

"You'll see."

Her shifting makes her scent stream forth even more. It's impossible to not get enveloped in it.

"OK, I'll be patient, well be there in a sec."

I say as I step through the last of the bushes onto the sand at the 'beach' of the lake.

It's a small artificial lake. They created it as a water reservoir for the firefighters long ago. Nature had reclaimed it years ago, since the fire department had gotten their new equipment. Nowadays it's mostly used by fishermen and lovers for "recreational" purposes. I grin to myself "recreational"... more likely "reproductive". A dark voice cuts into my musings.

*She knows, that you know... and I know it too, you know.*

I clench my teeth for a moment as I try hard to ban Hurk to the back of my mind.

*Why don't you go back in that black hole of yours and sleep for some millennia or two... you wish...*

I stop, some paces from the waterline.

"It's nice and quiet out here..."

"Yes... it..."

She clears her throat.

"It is."

She looks down upon herself and opens up her legs a little more before looking back up to me.

"Do you... want to... try and finish fucking here before I... show you?"

I chuckle at that remark, but I have to confess that the view is spectacular, and the lake is beautiful as well.

"You are insatiable, aren't you?"

I let her untangle herself from me and as she stands before me I take her face in my hands looking her in the eyes. I'm chewing on my lip, as my eyes take on a worried look. Even thou my body shows his reaction to her scent very well, I hesitate.

"I am afraid. I am afraid I can't keep him away."

She reaches up and gently touches my hands.

"Well... how about... I stay on top this time...?"

I still hesitate.

"I should have brought the ratchet straps..."

I murmur, carefully stroking her face with my thumbs.

She looks at me with a mixture between afraid and puzzled, but doesn't back down.

*OK, OK... you can have this one, I will still enjoy it for what it is...*

After a moment I nod.

"OK, I would love to mate you again. You take control."

There is a spark of excitement in her eyes and before I can even react, she pushes me down onto the sand.

"Lay down..."

She imitates Hurks tone and fails miserably, but I still comply without further question.

As I lay down, she mounts me like a horse, straddling my waist softly between her thighs. Her pussy touches down right above my erection. She is almost burning hot as she shifts herself until she sits just fine.

I lay there on my back, arms and legs stretched out, pinned down by her, enjoying to view. In the reflected moonlight her fur takes on a glow like a silver aura. She almost seems to be ethereal. The heat of her wetness is invigorating and i can already feel a tightness around my member.

I growl low as I enjoy feeling her on me again.

"Why are you so... amazing...?"

She blushes yet again.

"I... I don't know..."

She shifts her weight, lifting herself up and over my mini Me, who is trembling with anticipation. Sitting back down slowly, she begins to moan as I enter her again. She is welcoming as ever. Hot, wet, tight but still soft. Her internal muscles quiver as my shaft glides by.

"Shit... so good..."

She inhales sharp as she presses herself down on me. She impales herself completely onto me hitting my thighs with her butt.

"Uuuuuhhh... go slow... yeah..."

I stretch out my head on the sand letting out a long sigh off satisfaction.

*She's so perfect... keep her... don't let her go...*

As she lifts herself up again, I slowly tension up my glutes, lifting up my hip just a little.

Her moans become louder and a note higher as she comes back down on me. In between her moaning and her bouncing she begins to take of my jacket. Slowly and deliberately she shows me her body like a stripper. She shows of her fabulous tits and tosses the jacked away. Kneading her tits, she grinds her hips on me.

"Oh my fucking god..."

I lift up my head to get a better look.

*they are so bouncy...*

Raising my arms to your body but not touching as I restrain myself.

"I wanna..."

Is all I can get out in between my huffs every time her hips hit mine sending waves of pleasure through my body.

Her moans get even louder as she lets her breasts go and takes my hands. Her breasts bounce with her every movement. The sight is mesmerizing. She places my hands on her waist and starts to bounce more violently up and down. Our combined voices fill the air over the lake as my pleasure reaches new heights with every slam off her hips. She looks down on me, leaning forward she places her paws on my chest. Grabbing paw-fulls of my fur she stabilizes herself and starts grinding, putting all her weight into it. I carefully move my hands with her, enforcing her movements slightly. I'm staring to get a tingly sensation around my bowels.

"Oh Zephyr... I don't know how long I can last at this rate..."

She bows down, burying her head in my chest, still grinding away, I can feel her tensioning up. Her hot breath burns on my chest as she puts even more effort in her undulations. She looks up to me, her lip clenched between her teeth, she gasps for air, squeaking her pleasure.

I feel the tightness, and try to control my own release so to give her a little more time.

All the while huffing in the rhythm she dictates. My grip on her waist tightens slightly.

"... close..."

She sits up again, uttering:

"M-me too..."

Before once again bounce up and down on my cock vigorously, her pussy so tight I fear her ripping my member from my body. With one last slam she lets out an orgasmic scream. Her insides tense and pulse as she cums once more flooding her pussy with her juice. I can feel it running down my shaft and over my balls. Meanwhile she arches her back, moaning out my name loud. Her fur stands up and her body shudders with pleasure.

Her gripping my cock so tight kicks me over the edge as well. My legs kick out and my hips rise from the ground as I tense up my whole body. I hold onto her waist to not shake her off of me.

Clenching my teeth I release my tension and what is left in my balls into her in three bursts of thick semen. At this point I don't even care if I might father any children.

As my tension collapses, my body follows suit and hits the sand again. My feet are twitching a bit still, as does my cock.

Feeling my release she renews her squeals, bucking her hips, her body still spasming. A few seconds later she collapses onto my body. Panting heavy, still twitching as the last waves of pleasure course through her she comes down from the high.

Tacking deep breaths laying flat on the sand. That warm fuzzy feeling emanating from my middle is spreading throughout my body. I close my eyes for a moment and enjoy the feeling while letting go of her waist. My hands wander up her back, softly stroking her until I embrace her in a tender bear hug.

Lifting my head up I kiss her on the top of her head.

"... I don't want this to end..."

I whisper softly...

"M-me neither..."

She purrs softly, laying her head on my chest simply enjoying the feeling for a bit.

I begin stroking her back tracing her muscles with my right hand.

My left hand keeps stabilizing her thou she doesn't slip off.

"I love your warmth..."

I rumble low looking up into the starry sky. She keeps on purring. In the silence around us her purrs is everything I can hear, it is all encompassing, and I love it. She starts to shift her body a little, moving my cock, which is still inside her. She lets out a squeal as her private parts are still extremely sensitive after that pounding.

I've got mercy with her.

"Slow girl, slow. Let me unattach myself."

I propose, as I swirl my claws on her back.

She nods.

"Yes please... be careful."

"OK. I'll be careful..."

I softly lift her hip up and pull myself out of her.

My wet and floppy member falls onto my belly.

Carefully I set her back down onto me.

"Everything alright?"

I can feel her nodding on my chest, still panting. Her pussy slowly oozes out cum which trickles down between my legs.

"Wanna... wanna me to show you that thing...?"

I slowly stroke her back again.

"I'd love to see it. But I'd also love to stay here cuddling with you."

I state tugging her in little more for a second before letting her go.

"Want me to help you into the water?"

She tries to stand up, but her legs are incapable of supporting her weight and she immediately falls.

Catching her before she can hit the ground, I sit up holding her tight to my bigger frame.

"Careful Zephyr. Let me handle that."

Pulling my legs under my bottom, I sling my arms under her legs and behind her back. She embraces my neck and buries her face in the crook of my neck.

I gently tilt my head to stabilize hers a bit while shifting my weight onto my feet.

Grunting slightly, I stand up. Hugging her closer to my chest I take the few steps to the lake.

Standing at its shore I kick off my boots and step into the cool water.

As it's October the water in the lake is quite chill. I shudder as my feet stand in the icy fluid.

"Uuuuhhuhuhuhu, that's fresh..."

I take a deep breath before taking a few steps more into the water. When the water reaches my thighs I stop. The cold is almost painful.

"Umm... just lay me down in the water."

She demands quietly.

"OK. You're sure? It's really cold..."

She nods. So, I lower her slowly into the water, as not to shock her to much with the temperature.

Seventh Scene

... some like it... Wet...

Her feet are the first to touch the water. Immediately, as they penetrate the surface, they first go transparent, and than they just disappear.

My eyes widen extensively and I stop lowering her.

"Wha..."

*uuuhm look, she IS made out of cotton candy... as I said, delicious... shut up Hurk... you're not helping...*

Panic rises in me.

"What is happening...?"

I start lifting her back out of the water, but her hand touches my cheek and I can hear her whisper.

"Calm down Hank... I'm fine... lower me into the water..."

I slowly shake my head.

"I'm a water nymph... it's OK."

As I lower her into the water her face takes the expression of deep relaxation.

I take a step back and blink.

"A nymph? I... I... I thought you guys were myths..."

I blank out, clearly overwhelmed.

*ohohohohoooo I wanna slurp her up... Shut up Hurk... you are not helping...*

My knees are getting awfully wobbly and I slump down into the water.

She rushes towards me, holding me up, out of the water.

"Are you OK?"

The coldness of the water helps, but I am confused.

"Sure... I'm okay. It was just a little bit shocking... and it does not help that Hurk really wants to play right now..."

I try a weak smile.

"I just had not expected something like this... to be honest."

*no... nonononoo you will insult her... keep you mouth shut, let me handle this... Oh no Hurk, you've done enough already*

I set out to correct my remark, but I can't find the right words.

"No it's... not common..."

She says smiling at my face.

"I understand your unexpectedness."

"I'm so sorry I did not want to insult you..."

I feel sheepish. Being a freak myself, and a really bad one to boot, I have no right to judge anyone.

"You didn't..."

Her watery tail wags a little as she accepts my apology. I reach out to touch her.

"But how is this even possible? You... you just disappear...!?"

My hand reaches her but instead of touching her, it passes right through her. Her whole body looks like running water and my hand sticks right through her abdomen.

*Oh yeah, now THAT looks AND feels delicious... come on, let have a go at her...*

I carefully pull back my arm. Rubbing my fingers against each other I can't stop myself from licking my lips.

"Then I am glad..."

I say almost absent while looking at my fingers.

"This is remarkable... delicious."

I an instance I snap my head around and crawl backwards...

"No... nonononono... you can't"

*Uuuhhh yes, yesyesyes... You gotta let me have her...*

Her ears twitch as she follows my movements. Her voice gains a lot of authority:

"Let him come out..."

She commands.

I violently shake my head as I scramble backwards a bit more, but my movements stutter.

"I... I can't... he's..."

Panic fills my eyes...

I close my eyes and take a deep breath...

"... I am you Hank... and you are... delicious..."

My voice is a deep growl and as I open my eyes the panic is gone, only lust resides in them...

"Hello... Hurk..."

Her voice is equally viscous as she grits her teeth.

Slowly I stand up, the water reaches almost to my hips.

A viscous grin splits my visage.

"Oh... you are a fighter... that will make it more interesting."

I bow down slightly, spreading out my arms...

"... I can still taste you..."

Suddenly her whole demeanor changes and she smiles in my direction shrugging her shoulders.

"Yeah... whatever..."

Before I can get out a nifty answer the water behind her rises and forms a 16ft. tidal wave. My eyes widen a bit and then it hits my like a freight train. Getting absolutely blasted I go under like a stone.

*knock, knock... hey you wanna emerge from that water... preferably before drowning...*

As I lay under the water I don't move, my eyes are open but I can't see, my mouth is open, but I can't breath.

*... helloooo Hank? ... man wake up... we are drowning man...*

My muzzle twitches.

*... I know... I know... who could have known she would hit us like a dump truck... but man... we can not die now... not like this...*

I blink... once... twice...

But then there is movement. I can feel myself rise to the surface. My head emerges from the water and air drifts by my nose.

At first nothing happens. But then I suck in the fresh air and start coughing up water.

After some coughing I calm down, but I don't do anything else then breath.

*Hey... Hank... hey... don't you go pouty on me now... you are a grown up man...*

"... Gurgle..."

*...everything you have to do yourself...*

I start twitching my fingers...

All of a sudden I feel like someone is pulling a hose out of my lungs, as a stream of water shoots from my mouth. Being able to breath freely I open my eyes.

Slowly I turn my head to face her.

"That... was... not... fair..."

She stands... floats... some 5 feet away form me, arms crossed with a smug expression on her face.

"I had to show him who's boss."

I take a deep breath and smile.

"Well yes, you kicked my ass quite thoroughly..."

I try to verticalize myself.

"And I did not enjoy that... usually, I am the one doing the kicking..."

Her smugness faints away and she smile nervously.

"Yeah?"

I lift my hands in a defensive manor.

"Well, let's not jump to early conclusions."

I state while blinking the last water droplets out of my eyes.

"Hank just does not want to talk to me right now... This never happened before."

I genuinely sound worried. Her expression changes rapidly between anger, frustration and sorrow.

"Well, why don't you come out Hank? And let him come through Hurk."

I shrug my shoulders.

"I don't know how... Normally he wrestles me down... that's our spiel... I annoy him, I come out to play, I have my fun... until he has enough of me and beats me down... and... and now... I can't find him... He's not there..."

I seem to look for something...

"I... you... you must have broken him... us... somehow..."

My state of near panic seems to affect her as well. Her form twitches slightly as she fights with her emotions. A quiet whimper comes over her lips.

"...Shit..."

*Hank come on... man... you know I'm not good at this communication stuff... help me... help yourself... she'll probably kill us...*

"Aaaaaahahahaaa... He won't answer... He can't be gone... If I'm still here, he can't be gone... can he?"

I look at her begging for an answer. No more lust, no more rage... only sheer panic and desperation.

I reach an arm in her direction...

"... help... me...?!"

She shudders. But she glides nearer. Cautious but caring.

"I... I don't know if I can help..."

I start to whimper...

"No ... nonono..."

I grit my teeth and look at my hands.

"What have I done..."

*Hank... I beg you... don't do that...*

My arms fall and my head slumps down...

I can feel her approach me. Her paw feel wet and cold as she lays them on my back.

"It'll be okay..."

It's more a sob than speech as she stand by me and rubs my back. I can hear her sniff as she fights her feelings.

"No, it won't be OK... I will have to get rid of him..."

My voice is a husk of itself.

I tremble under the weight of my own head as I try to lift it. I lean myself in her direction, just a bit.

"I hate myself for what I am... for what he is..."

I whisper. My breath stutters as I sigh leaning my head against her body.

"What... do you mean?"

I turn my head to face her.

"Hurk... I have to get rid of him... you have seen... felt... what he is capable of... He has overwhelmed me twice today... He never was that strong before..."

I close my eyes for a moment. She hugs me, I can hear her heartbeat, It comforts me to no end.

"He seemed... worried..."

"He was?"

I look surprised.

"I didn't know he was capable of even be worried... what happened?"

She nods.

"He couldn't feel you... he asked me to help..."

She whimpers, her shuddering is so strong, it shakes even me and sends ripples across the lake.

"We thought I killed you..."

Now she can't hold back anymore. Her breakdown is so imminent I can't even catch her. She just drops into the water in front of me.

I'm in shock and try to reach for her, but all around me is just water. My eyes widen as I stare into the water for some clue. As I see a faint shadow in the water I grab it, getting her wrist in my hand.

Quickly I pull it close to me and she reemerges from the lake.

I hug her close, tug her in as close as I can.

"No, no... don't you leave me alone here now..."

My speech low I hold her tight, as she shakes crying.

"Calm down, girl. You have not killed anyone..."

She calms down slightly, sobbing and sniffing.

"He couldn't feel me... you say..."

I'm puzzled.

"But that's... impossible... When I would be gone, he would be gone too... We are for all intends and purposes inseparable."

She stays still in my arms, whimpering softly but saying nothing. I look down on her, that wet fur ball on my chest. I begin stroking her back.

"Sch... schschsch... No. No, don't cry..."

I lay my head onto hers.

"I just don't know what happened... I felt him taking control after I touched you, but then everything went white... When I came back... I struck him down, he lies back there... I don't want to wake him up now..."

She calms down now. Knowing we are both still there, she tries to steady herself.

"I think... I think I may have scared him."

She tells me, as I let her untangle herself slightly. While I think about that I begin to feel the cold of the water getting to me. My thick coat of fur help keep me warm for longer in the cold water, but at some point even my coat can't keep up with the coldness of a lake in October.

"How did you scare him... He's an absolute psychopath."

I ask as I begin to shiver slightly.

"Maybe... Maybe he's not."

Her voice sounds like her again. I can still hear her uneasiness but she seems to be stable again.

All of a sudden I can feel the water getting significantly warmer.

"What... Oh shit... I think we should leave the water fast... It's getting significantly warmer... Perhaps volcanic activity..."

I look around trying to find the source of the warmth. I want to move to the shore, but she holds me in place, smiling.

"That's me sweetie..."

I blink... I blink again... I lift my head up and look down to hers...

"Wha...? But... but how? I mean your are positively hot, literally... but..."

I blink again.

"I'm so confused..."

She giggles softly.

"I have water powers, remember?"

"They go to this extend? You're full of surprises."

I say, smiling tiredly. Wanting to return to more pressing matters I switch the subject back to Hurk.

"But, what do you mean with: He might not be an absolute psychopath?"

"Well... he obviously has feelings for others, you, me, etc. psychopaths only feel for themselves."

I chew on that comment for a moment.

"You know, I've lived with him for about 30 years now. He has never shown any other emotions other than rage, lust, hate and envy. And yes, I know he envies my live, because I am the one who is normally in charge, I am the one to choose, he is the one to destroy."

I take a deep breath...

"And he almost succeeded in more than one occasion."

"Well, he won't now..."

She rests her head against my body, floating in the water and looking up at the stars.

"No he won't... not this time... but even this time he managed to do significant damage..."

I enjoy the feeling of having her near me. I let my look wander over the lake and forest before returning to look at her.

"And now, what would you like to do, besides counting shooting stars?"

I manage to sound a little encouraging while slightly massaging her shoulders.

"Get in a warm bed with you, wake up in the morning, make us breakfast... or we could just stay here and fuck again."

Her voice sounds playful, and I can imagine she would really want to get another go at it, but I'm beaten. The day was torturous, even if it really had it's upsides.

"That sounds lovely, both variants... but I would prefer the first option... I am beaten... quite literally... what doesn't mean, I wouldn't be up to some shenanigans in the shower and some cuddling in bed... I have some nice massage oils at home."

I advertise, continuing my efforts to massage the muscles on her shoulders. I really want to get home.

"And breakfast will be a nice addition."

"Oooo I'd love that."

She states enthusiastically while slowly gliding out of the water. She waits on the beach, fully naked but her body still in fluid form. She really looks impatient. That's youthfulness for you...

Eighth Scene

... driving Home for...

*And then she just leaves...*

I smirk looking after her. Standing alone in the water for a moment I take in the translucent form of her, dripping in all the right places.

"So eager..."

I whisper more to myself then anybody else and begin trotting out of the lake after her.

On the shore she waits patiently for me, offering a paw for me to take.

I take the offering by carefully taking the paw in my own, then rising it up to my mouth and planting a gentle kiss on it before emerging also fully naked from the water.

"Well I'm not quite Mitch Buchannon... there definitely is a lag of a red swimming trunks and curls... well perhaps I'm more of a Godzilla..."

Being big, wet, dripping all over the place. I'm going to be wet for days after this.

I try to imitate a thoughtful face, before grinning from ear to ear.

Catching my drift she lifts her arm to shield herself, while I start shaking myself to get at least some water off of me.

"Eeeeek..."

She squeaks as I spray her with water.

"Come on... who is the one composed of water at the moment."

I comment jokingly.

"You should reform to your dry persona before we get going... Me thinks, if a cop sees me with some "blob" of water with self-consciousness... that will only bring up questions..."

I state and look around for my clothes.

She nods and I can witness how she first turns opaque and then transforms into her usual self. And to rub salt in my wounds, she is completely dry. Just like that. She grins innocently and then begins to walk over to the truck.

I pick up my boots, jacket and shirt, the rest should be by the truck. Stomping into my boots and putting on my shirt I venture forth for the truck.

"Man what a mess. You can have my jacket to keep you covered, I don't want you to catch a cold."

At the truck she grabs her leggings and quickly pulls them on. Without her panties the leggings don't leave much to the imagination. They are so tight, everything shows through. I give my jacket to her, which she thankfully accepts.

"I'd love that."

Taking a look in the truck bed I grab my undies my pants are just shreds... Finding her top and bra I hand them to her.

"Let's get going. There is a warm shower, something to eat and a cozy bed waiting for us at home."

"Ooohh, sounds fabulous."

She state while putting on my jacket, pulling it close around her curves. It suits her, even if it's about 15 sizes to big for her.

I put on my undies before helping her in the passenger seat.

"Please, make yourself comfortable."

I quickly go around the truck. after taking a last look over the premiss, I enter the truck.

I kick ol' Bessie to live and slowly set off on the way home. Switching on the heater I turn myself a bit around to her.

"Wanna cuddle up a bit?"

Her eyes lighten up and she scoots over to me.

"I'd love to..."

She murmurs while cuddling up to me.

I welcome that purring wolf laying my arm around her shoulder.

"I really do like that feeling. It's so soothing... relaxing..."

My eyelids get awfully heavy all of a sudden... Shaking my head softly...

"Man gotta stay awake... we have stuff to do."

I smile, placing a small kiss on her head.

She returns the smile. She already slumbers away, her chest rising and falling so elegantly.

"Isn't she lucky..."

I say silently as I drive on. My hand resting on her shoulder.

*What can we do to keep him under control. I can't let something like this ever happen again. If I hadn't intervened, he'd have killed her, for sure.*

I worry as I look down upon her stature...

"My sleeping beauty."

She stirs a little in her sleep, her eyes flutter and some quiet noises escape her mouth. Resting my heavy hand assuredly on her shoulder she quickly quiets back down. One last deep sigh and she resumes her relaxed sleep.

The drive home is quite uneventful.

A short while before we arrive, I wake her up by softly kissing her on the head and gently rubbing her shoulder.

"Wake up Zephyr, we almost home. Well... sorta..."

I approach the exit on the highway.

"Just some 2 or 3 miles left."

I wait until she stirs in my arms before continuing.

"H-huh?"

She slowly wakes up, rubbing her eyes and blinking.

"H-Hi... have I missed something?"

Her voice still sounds sleepy and her eyes are still quite small.

"We're there yet?"

I smile gently.

"Not yet, but soon. You haven't miss anything dramatic. But I have had a bit of time to think about my little problem..."

I tug her in a little more.

"... wanna hear?"

"I do..."

She yawns a little and sits up straight. Blinking she takes a look around to orientate herself before stretching her arms as good as she can inside the cabin.

"Well I will not be able to get rid of him. He is a part of me. So I have to get to an agreement with him. I would love it if you would help me with that."

I let it hang for a second before continuing.

"I need you to tie me up, before I let him out... Than you are allowed to beat 50 shades of gray Out of him... Or so whatever you please..."

She takes a long hard look at me as she mulls that statement over.

"Well... I think... I think that could work..."

"Well, as long as he is properly secured, he should not be able to do anything to you..."

I take a turn and see a familiar street in front of me.

"You say, he seems to at least have some kind of restrain from you. We might get it to work."

She nods thinking back to the lake.

"Hopefully it will... it's... a risk I'm willing to take."

I park the truck in front of my small house.

"He is me... he has no more strength than I, he can't do anything I can't. I have some high tensile ratchet-straps in the back. You could flat tow a semi with those... He'll not be able to rip those."

I say with a serious tone.

"And you seem to be a little bit kinky as well. So I do believe you would be in for some bondage..."

I add in with a much lighter tone with a smirk.

She blushes deeply, lowers her head and fidgets a bit with her fingers before looking up to me and states:

"Well... I'm usually on the... tied up side of bandage but..."

I smile at that remark.

"Well I already knew that, but well, perhaps you can find joy on the other side as well... and perhaps... we will tame Hurk enough so we can have that fun as well."

"I'm sure I will"

I nod taking the keys and open the door. Reaching back and grabbing some straps, I point at the house.

"Wanna eat first, shower later? Or shower first, eat afterwards?"

She thinks a moment before proposing:

"Let's shower first."

She smiles affectionately

"OK then."

I open the door, switch on the lights and deposit the straps onto a coat hanger.

"Mi casa es su casa... let me hang that jacket for you. The bathroom is the last one on the left."

Ninth Scene

... getting a Tour of the House...

Her ears twitch and she smiles at the though of having a nice shower.

"Gonna come in with me?"

She asks, looking around in the hallway.

I almost burst out in laughter.

"As if I would miss that one out."

Gently guiding her along down the hallway, I mimic a tourist guide, pointing at places of interest.

"On your left, you can see the living room and kitchen. The couch is quite comfy, but the television has a bad signal. There is always some cold beer and some snacks in the fridge."

I point at the small kitchen in the corner.

"On your right, we pass by the sleeping quarters, very comfy indeed. King size bed, extra sturdy, extra springy. Oak"

I open the door as we pass by.

"Coming up next on your right is the basement... perhaps future dungeon... we will see..."

Pointing on the narrow door.

"... and finally on your left, bathroom. Warm shower, back scrubbing, massages... everything you want."

She lets me guide her while ever so often giggling softly.

"So serious..."

She grins as she looks up to my face.

"Well it's a serious matter... How else would you know where to find the fridge..."

I snicker as I switch on the lights in the bathroom.

"It's not much, but it's clean, and we have as much warm water as we please."

She takes a look around.

"Oh fuck yeah."

I stand behind the young wolf, laying my hands onto her belly, pulling her slightly back against my body. I bend down to nibble at that sexy sleek neck.

"Want me to wash your back... and your front... and everything in between?"

"Maybe... if you want to... I'd love that..."

Her voice sounds like honey and there is a little something in her tone that starts my engines right up again. My hands move over her body, one slides up towards her breasts, the other moves down over her leggings and covers her most private parts.

"Hmmm, I'd love to."

I murmur into her neck as I nibble just the tiniest bit. I can feel the hair on her neck stand up. Found the right spot.

"Better get into the shower, before I stark making a mess out here."

She moans quietly in between giggling and as I intensify my nibbling she shrugs her shoulders.

I tenderly brush over her breast while my other hands slides up to her belly and then down into her leggings. My middle finger coming to a rest just on her clit.

As I am evicted from her neck I nibble my way up to her cheek kissing her softly.

"... can't wait..."

"Oooh!"

She squeaks and I can feel the hot wetness between her legs and my middle finger is drowning.

"Flipping off my clit... huh?"

She states, feeling my arms with her small paws. I enjoy the little squeaks and her squirming to no end.

"Don't say it like that... he just likes to rest on the most important places..."

As I say that, I fondle her breast just a little, not to go too far. On the other hand, my finger starts to circle around her clit, while the others ever so slightly spread her outer lips.

"On fuck..."

She bends her heads back letting out a loud moan and spreads her legs a little.

"Oh I'm such a bad person."

I state calmly as I retract my hand from her breast and slide it down towards her hip. I also pull out my other hand, laying it on the other side.

"Turn around Zephyr."

I whisper into her ear. She bites her lip and shyly turns around.

While she turns around, I strip my shirt and undies. Standing naked before Zephyr, I raise my hands to her head, carefully laying them on her cheeks before bowing down to kiss her.

She has her eyes closed and welcomes the kiss and returns in kind by kissing me deeply. I can feel her paws on my chest, as I pull her in closer.

I cherish the kiss and let my hands wander over her neck, down to her shoulders and over her flanks down to her leggings. I never even pause the kiss while I kneel down in front of her and in one smooth motion pull down her pants.

"Ooohh!"

She squeaks as I expose her crotch and a breeze of cold air hits her pretty, little, wet pussy.

I stand back up, my hands following my movement up the sides of her legs, coming to rest on her butt. My erection is poking her belly, making her squirm a bit with excitement. I take a hold of her butt and lift her up, so we are eye to eye, before entering the shower.

"Hold on tight, my little nymph, don't want you to slip away."

She wraps her legs around my waist and my arms lay on my shoulders.

"Well... this is a big shower, you seem to have a lot of big things."

Winking slyly she states the obvious.

"Mhm... I'm a big guy, I have biiig things..."

I gently push her against the wall while turning on the water on a nice and cozy temperature.

"Hehehehe wet fur hugs are the best..."

I murmur while kissing my way back down to her neck. She begins squeaking again as I caress her neck and she tries to shrug her shoulders. I grin and wiggle my muzzle a bit more into her neck and suck on it. She sucks in the air sharply before moaning softly.

I am happy, Hurk still doesn't move, I have her all for myself. I nibble at her neck and both my hands round the hips, gliding my fingers dangerously close to her pussy.

I can feel her toes curl in behind my back. She is breathing heavy almost panting.

"You wanna..."

She swallows

"...wanna finger me...?"

I let off of her neck for a second, lifting my head to her eye level. My smile is infectious.

"Oh girl, I will do all sorts off things to you..."

I give her a small kiss on the nose.

"First my fingers will determine if you are ready for me, then I will fuck you slow and thoroughly until we are both truly satisfied, I will massage and squeeze your tits to my hearts content. I will nibble and suck on them until you beg me to stop... And I have some stamina left for that... And after we have finished with that, we will see, if I can find some more possibilities to pleasure you" Saying that, my fingers glide a little bit backwards, coming to a rest on your backdoor, my smile gets just a little bit devilish.

Her eyes open wide and her ears twitch.

"Who am I talking to?"

Her tone is one of skepsis.

I blink. I need a second to register. Than I burst into laughter.

"Oh Zephyr, you learn quick. But I'm still Hank. Hurk is still out cold..."

I lean back a little to leave her room to breath.

"I can understand your skepticism, but you said, I should ravish you like my goddess..."

I tilt my head a bit, grinning like a little devil.

"... soooo I wanted to ravish you like the goddess that you are..."

She nods slowly, blushing.

"Well then, ravish me... slam your dick in my tight little hole..."

She sounds very excited, almost too excited.

"Slow girl, slow... relax... worshiping goddesses is a peculiar business... This first one is just for pleasure."

I state, as my finger slowly enters her pussy, feeling her readiness.

"Oooh..."

She shudders, moaning softly under my ministrations.

Loving what I'm seeing, hearing and feeling, I let my finger explore her vagina just a little more before pulling it out again.

"You feel so lovely down there. Want me to enter?"

Her face is one of pleasure and bliss as she answers.

"I do..."

Her tails wags to and fro as I pull my finger from her folds. I can feel the wetness clinging to it.

I lower her down just a bit for my tip to brush against her pussy. I tease her a bit with it.

"Oooh this feels so good..."

I smile before spreading her a little bit more and then I tilt my hips and enter her ever so slowly.

She moans her satisfaction in my ear.

"Oooh fuck..."

I go slow savoring the feeling as I slide my member deeper into her.

"You are so welcoming. Hmmmm yes."

"Mmmmm... pfff..."

She looks at me, her eyes are sparkling and she purrs softly.

I start moving my shaft in and out, slow but deliberately. I'm using almost my whole length sliding from the tip to two thirds of the way in.

"Oh my god... this is heaven..."

Taking my right hand off her butt sliding it up her flank to her breast. Her breast is firm and yet soft at the same time, its almost hot to the touch and it looks and feels so incredibly sexy. She lifts her head and moans openly with every thrust off my hips.

I start kneading her tit tenderly while bending forward to nibble on the other.

Between strokes I grunt lowly as I slide my member in a little bit deeper.

"Oh fuck..."

She lifts her hips, attempting to thrust a little in tune with me.

I raise my head tilt it to the side a little and kiss her on the nose.

"Oooohohooo you like that, don't you."

I thrust in a bit more, careful not to overdo it.

I use my fingers to pinch her nipple slightly.

"But we go sloooow... Uuumfff... Enjoy the feeling and savor it... Hmmmm..."

"I do... I do like it... please,... please give it to me..."

I slightly shake my head.

"You are insatiable..."

I snicker and put my hand back on her butt.

"So you want me to really, really give it to you?"

I grab her butt firmer.

Between her moans she looks at me with pleading eyes.

"I do... I want you to ram into me..."

"As you wish, mistress..."

I smile and in a smooth motion, I lift her body up a bit and in congestion with my hips plunge into her. Almost hitting home.

Grunting as I pick up my pace significantly I feel the strain on my muscles of a long day...

And I can feel something else... something which begins to fill me with worry...

"Ooooh!! H-HOLY SHIT...!"

She openly moans loudly as I ram into her.

I grit my teeth, continuing my effort. Closing my eyes I lift my head breathing in short bursts.

I can feel him stirring in the back of my head.

She starts panting heavy while still moaning. Tensing up, my grip around her butt cheeks tightens even more.

"... getting close..."

I try to keep up the pace but I can feel my feed slowly loosing their grip and beginning to slide outwards.

"C-cum in me..."

She whispers in my ear.

"Cream me so much a river of cum leaks out when you pull out..."

As my feed slide outwards and slam in the wall on each side of the shower her body slams one last time downward onto my cock hitting rock bottom. Grunting incoherently I pulse into her. Once, twice... lifting her up once more and letting her drop once more onto my lap I pulse a last time.

"HOLY SHIIIIT...!"

Her Moans grow even louder with each pulse, her pussy quivers around me.

I let myself collapse to the floor, holding her tight. I breath heavy, laying my head onto her shoulder.

Waves of pleasure wash over me as I feel her muscles ripple around me.

"... Hoooly shiiit indeed..."

*Yeah holy shit indeed... you said it Hank...*

My eyes shoot open...

Tenth Scene

... to become Clean...

As she purrs contently and wags her tail happily with closed eyes, I have a conversation with my other self.

*Hurk hold yourself back... we have a talk later... not now... hey Hank... what the hell happened back there... how did we get home?*

I slowly pull out of her but keeping her close to me.

"... Hmmmm that was amazing..."

I murmur while hugging Zephyr close. I can feel the hot fluid leaking from her over to my legs before getting washed away by the running shower. She continues to purr.

"... it was..."

*Well Hurk, she knows magic... Ha Ha Ha... Of cause we drove here... And you had freakin' hot shower sex with her, without me... Oh sorry man, for not waking you up earlier and spending some quality time alone with her... That's not fair!... Grow up man...*

Hurk starts to pace up and down his arms crossed before his chest murmuring like a five year old whose toys were taken from him.

I can't resist to grin. I nuzzle her neck a bit.

"Whooo... We should get ourselves clean... I stink like a wet weasel..."

She nods.

"Y-yeah, just uhhh... help me stand up?"

I smile as I untangle myself from her.

"If you turn around, there is a handle on the wall there..."

I point at something behind her, while gently lifting her up by the hips.

She stands up perfectly.

"Looks like Hurk's gonna have to make me cum, huh?"

This remark has some peaks in it that hit me deep, and Hurk is all for it.

I tilt my head slightly.

*...you see, you SEE... she wants ME, over YOU... shut up Hurk... NO... NO I won't shut up... I am the one for this one... Hurk, when the time is right, you will get your chance... but if you hurt her, I swear, I am gonna kill you, even if it kills me too...*

I sigh and look up to her.

"Girl, don't conjure up the devil... you will get the chance to 'talk' to Hurk, but first things first..."

I grab a gallon jug of shampoo and pump a good handful of that stuff onto my big hand.

"Now turn around, I'll scrub your back a little..."

She purrs softly as she looks down on me.

"Love you guys."

She states as she turns around, showing me her back.

I grin... and someone else is grinning too...

"You know I love my self a beautiful backside..."

I start rubbing her back and shoulders with shampoo.

"Sorry I only have so milk and honey stuff here... You will smell absolutely lovely..."

Massaging it in I work my way downwards.

*Oh man I'm gonna kneading those buns until the end of times... Well I don't think you will be able to... What do you mean Hank...*

Standing in front of me, hands against the wall, head lifted into the pouring water she lets me administer more shampoo and purrs softly.

Coming to her waist, I reach a bit around. Going down a bit more I spend time to massage the base of her tail before having a go on her butt.

"Hmmm lovely... Push out your lovely Butt a Bit more girl."

*Ohohohooo let me at her, let me at her... Hurk shush... Down Boy, down...*

She shifts her position, spreads her legs slightly and sticks her lovely round butt towards my face. Lifting up her tail, giving me an unrestricted view.

*...by the way, what do you mean i won't be able to have my fun with her?... Hurk I will let her tie me up real good before I let you go... What? Why?... You know all to well why...*

I take some more shampoo and start soaping her butt while simultaneous kneading her cheeks a bit and enjoying the view from down here...

"Hmmm jummy... tail too?"

I ask continuing my ministrations.

*No I certainly do not know why?... Remember Lizzy?... Ohhh man that is almost a year now... I'm a changed man... You tell her... than you ask her about it...*

She shifts again, wagging her tail right in front of me.

"Yeah, please..."

I grin... beginning to shampoo her tail.

"Silly girl, stop wagging..."

I smirk trying to tame her appendage. She starts giggling.

"I can't!"

I gently grab her tail at the base and slowly work my way to it's tip massaging it all the way.

"Does it feel good?"

"... Mmhmm... Yesss..."

Her voice is music in my ears, and by holding her tail in place I can catch a beautiful view on both her backdoor and her pussy from behind. I resist the urge to get my fingers on those again.

*but... but... that's not fair, you got to play with her without restrains... yes, I did, and why?... 'cause I got build in restrains, not like some other guy around... And now be nice, or I will make sure, you will not get any chance on her what so ever, ever again...*

Hurk grumbles and stomps around cursing... I grin to myself...

"Want me to wash you...?"

She purrs from above.

"Oh that would be lovely."

I state letting her now soaped up tail go and paint a bubbly picture all over the wall.

Looking at my still pretty soapy hands.

"Wanna turn around first... got some shampoo left on me..."

"Yeah."

She turns around showing her front side to me. Her mons directly in front of my eyes my heart jumps a beat. I smile as I look up over her nice an firm boobs to her lovely face.

"Now this is a sight to behold..."

I raise my hands to her hips and start soaping. Hurk urges me to pull her close and give her a lick, but I can resist. Gently rubbing the shampoo in I reach up to her breasts.

Her purrs almost transform to an inviting growl as I brush my hands over her cleavage.

Her tail wags away at an increased pace, as I pull my legs under my butt to gain some height. Now I'm almost at eye level with her. I gently massage her boobs.

"I can't get enough of those..."

I state looking down to her chest and then back up again.

"And I can't get enough of you."

She smiles affectionately.

"Heh... I love that for ya..."

I finish up her breasts and slide my hand up to her neck.

"Wanna have a motivational kiss before working on the big ol' teddy bear in front of you?"

"I do..."

"Then you shall receive..."

I reply as I stand up. I bend down and kiss her passionately.

She kisses me back deeply, while pulling me in closer by my neck.

I deeply enjoy the kiss, savoring every second of it.

*...man cut it short... my turn...*

I try to ignore Hurk, but it is hard, and it shows.

Of cause she notices and pull herself out of the kiss.

"Ohhh... is Hurk bothering you?"

I pull back a bit.

"Yeah he woke up while we had fun, and now he is pestering me."

I look down gritting my teeth.

"I'm so sorry... he always shows his ugly face at the most inopportune times..."

*Hey... be fair, I'm always there... Shut the fuck up Hurk.*

Clenching my lips shut not to show my teeth I look up again, meeting your eyes.

"He really wants to come out... I think here in the shower, he will not stand a chance against you... but I'm worried non the less..."

*Yeess, yess let me out... come on she wants me... she needs me... Hurk... don't get to excited...*

"Hurk, listen to me sweetie, if you let me wash you up, and tie you up, I'll fuck you so hard you'll pass out."

I feel something jump in me...

"Hurk have patie... No, I will not be patient anymore."

My demeanor changes instantly. My eyes change their expression rapidly and I seem to grow taller a bit. With a devilish grin I look down on her.

"Don't you make me promises you don't want to keep later."

I put my hands on the wall behind you.

*Hey Hurk behave, she is able to down you easy... remember...*

Zephyr pumps herself up to her full height placing a paw on my chest.

"Hey, let me wash you, or I'll fuck you up again, just like I did last time, you get one warning."

My grin widens a bit, but I take my hands down.

"It's OK Zephyr, I promised Hank to play nicely..."

I step back a bit, tilt my head and spread my arms out as far as the shower allows.

"Wanna start on the back? Or want me to watch you a little bit more?"

She signals me to turn around.

"Let's start on the back."

I nod and turn around. Putting my hands up on the wall in front of me, I stand there, spread legs and arms, just as I would in jail.

"Your wish is my command mistress Zephyr."

*Ohhh Hurk... behave man, she's able to castrate you with a snap of her fingers... don't tease her to much... and before you are going to have fun, your are going to tell her what happened to Lizzy, or by god, I will make you tell her...*

She begins washing my back rubbing in the shampoo quite thoroughly.

She must be able to feel the bumps and streaks on my back as she scrubs over them.

"Ur a fucking ass, you know that?"

"Don't you compliment me to much Zephyr, I could get complacent."

I grin at the though of your paws washing my backside. Then I twitch slightly... and again... and again...

"Careful girl... they are old, but they still hurt..."

She giggles softly.

"Turn around."

As I turn around with a wounded look on my face, she smiles.

"You are a little ruffian, aren't you?"

Her smile widens and she raises her eyebrows.

"If you want."

My grin returns.

"I could get into that, but those in the back, they really do hurt... I don't like those... bad memories."

I lean back against the wall giving you access to everything and closing my eyes. Something does hurt in the back of my head... yeah right, there is a Hank banging on my nerves with a sledgehammer.

"Hmmm..."

Is all she got for me, as she washes my chest. Rubbing in the soap she traces my muscles slowly getting lower. Laying my hands flat on the wall resisting the urge to touch her I enjoy her ministrations.

"That feels so nice..."

I let out a low rumble while my breath gets slightly deeper.

As she reaches my nether realms I hold my breath for a moment as she grabs my dick and rubs it clean. But there is no love in her touch. It is methodical, quick and rational through and through. And as fast as it has started, it stops.

"Hmmm I like that... awwww... Why did you stop?"

I look down and blink. Now I look really wounded.

Her look makes me go quiet in a millisecond. Her eyes burn, her whole statures screams: 'I am in charge! Obey!'

"Because we gotta rinse off, and I gotta tie you up, now, may I speak to Hank?"

I sigh deeply as I reach up to the shower head.

"I'm sorry Zephyr, he's just such a dick, but he was honest... at least this time..."

I rinse over her shoulders and back.

She looks up to me and her stature breaks down immediately, her eyes lack any hardness and she starts purring.

"It's fine."

"OK, if you say so... Turn around dear, so I may rinse your back and tail."

I circle my finger while smiling gently.

*Please Hank, don't take to long... I need to be with her... I'm positively burning here... Hurk, you will get your chance... you still are too pushy... relax man...*

She turns in front of me, wagging her tail leisurely.

I thoroughly rinse her back using my one free hand to wash out the foam.

"Your fur is so incredibly soft... lovely..."

"Heh..."

I can see her blushing over her shoulder. I continue down and rinse her tail and butt, giving it a gentle rub.

"OK that should suffice for your backside. You may turn around."

My voice is low and gentle. And she swiftly turns around, I can still see her blush. I gently stroke her cheek.

"Lean back a little, I don't want to drown you."

I say with an affectionate smile.

"You won't, water nymph, remember?"

I nod.

"I do... it's just a habit... you know."

I begin rinsing her front side.

*Man get it done. let her rinse me... aaaaaargh*

I grin deeply amused

"What's up?"

"Hurk is getting impatient. He wants us to get it over with, he wants to have some fun."

She takes the shower head out of my hands and clips it back to the wall, then all of a sudden, the water begins to rise in the shower.

"I get that..."

She states as the water begins to wash over her and myself rinsing away the last foam and leaves behind only clean fur. And as she lowers the water back down, my coat is dry as the desert.

"Uhuhuhuuu that's the way to do it... nice..."

I look around me in utter disbelieve.

"This is so damn amazing..."

*...fine now your are clean, she is clean... let me have her... come on man... you promised...*

"OK, let's get ya tied up so you can let Hurk take control, Hurk, if you can hear me behave yourself."

I nod.

"Alright. Let's get it over with..."

*Yes... Yeeeesss... Go, go, go...*

I get out of the shower and leave the bathroom.

Eleventh Scene

... not everyone is a darling...

I slowly walk down the hallway pointing at the ratchet straps.

"Would be so kind as to fetch those."

I say with a calm but commanding undertone in my voice. As I enter the bedroom I stand in the doorway and look at the big bed that dominates the room.

It's a king size bed. Massively build out of oak. They've cut the frame and the headpiece out of massive tree trunks. No glued together flimsy board. Full wood all the way.

I walk over to the headpiece. It's a massive piece of wood, almost 5 foot tall. It's covered with scratches, claw- and bite marks. Deep gauges are sliced out of the hard wood.

Lovingly... no... not lovingly... longingly I feel the marks, reminiscing of the nights in which those happened.

I hear the clanking of the closures on the ratchet straps behind me.

I turn around slowly and see her standing in the doorway. The straps are slightly swinging.

"Good, he brought the good ones."

I can see her look as she steps into the room. Her eyes dart back and forth between the headpiece and myself. She clearly is distressed.

"Yes... the last girl who lay here on this bed ended up in hospital for 4 weeks straight. ... he didn' t told you that, did he?... No he didn't. 'cause not."

I sit down on the bed, touching the frame. It is similar marked and abused.

"She was a bit kinky too... she demanded from me to be rough. Well I might have been a bit too rough. ... I broke her jaw in three places, dislocated both her shoulders..."

I look down to my hands...

"... broke six rips and ripped two of her hamstrings... She suffered from internal injuries... the discoloration on the wood there..."

I point at the foot end of the bed.

"... that is what copious amounts of blood does to oak. ... Yes I know, I am a monster... but she demanded it all... you can ask Hank... well he was there, he saw it all..."

I take a deep breath and look in the shocked face of a young wolf, standing mere 6 feet away from me, holding a couple of ratchet straps defensively in front of her.

"... you know... the most sick thing about it is... I don't even feel regret for her..."

I point on the straps in her hands.

"Wanna do this then? Come on, I gonna help you."

She takes a step back, I raise my eyebrows.

"No, really, I promised Hank to not interfere. You know, it's not that I'm not into that myself."

I lay back against the head peace, holding my left hand to a conveniently placed hole in the wood.

She hesitates, looks around in the room. I smile, knowingly and take my hand down. I rummage in the nightstand next to the bed and take out a taser. A huge taser.

"Is this what you're looking for? Hank puts it there for safety. Whenever he ends up in bed with a girl, he tells them where it is. I case they need to ‚incapacitate' me."

I trow it to the foot end of the bed. She inches forward, grabbing the device, testing it.

After that she comes around to the side of the bed where I place my hand back on the board.

"You know... It is the right thing to do. Whereas Hank will never knowingly hurt you, as he is to restrained to ever let himself do something like that, I do not have any restrains at all."

She cautiously binds my wrist to the headboard, making sure I can't move it at all and double checking all the knots.

"... good... good. You seem to have some experience with this."

She nods quietly. She seems to be highly concentrated as she goes around the bed to the other side.

I grin devilishly.

"... If I would guess, I'd guess normally you'd be the one getting strapped to the bed... Am I right? 'cause I am..."

I look her directly in the eyes, my grayish-blue eye burn with desire.

"... I'd love to have a little session with you... have you ever tried auto sexual asphyxiation?"

Her eyes widen a bit and she hurries to get my other wrist fixated at the headpiece.

"You know, this stuff is tricky... when you don't press hard enough, they get to much air, and then they don't get as tight as they should, but when you press to hard, they die... It's tricky to get just the right amount of pressure for the maximum pleasure..."

I explain, straining my right wrist against the strap, which begins to crunch under the tension.

"... good, real good... you know your stuff well."

I wiggle my feet and point my nose to them.

"... those... you should fixate as well, and don't forget my head."

She steps back, looking at the two straps she has left.

"... Oh Hank only brought four... well at least my feet should be fixated..."

She nears the foot end of the bed as I wiggle my feet again, making her jump a little.

"... Oh I'd love to tie you up and have my way with you... Hank would not agree, I know... He is fuming right now."

I watch as she struggles with the weight of my legs. I lift my foot just slightly to give her better access.

"... You can strap them around the feed, down there... they are pretty sturdy... As I said. Other than Hank, I do not have restrains... I do what I please, when I please, no matter the consequences. Yes, yes... that has lead to problems on occasion, but I can't help myself..."

I pause as she fixates my second foot to the bed. I take a look on the straps and pull on them. They hold.

"OK now I'm tightly packaged and secured. Relax girl. I can't do anything to you right now."

She tries to relax a bit, but she clearly struggles.

"Come on, sit down girl. I promised Hank to not hurt you. He would perhaps do stupid things if I would hurt you."

"Why..."

Is all that comes from her lips, as she meet my view. I take a deep breath and sigh before pointing on the bed.

"... have a seat girl. This one is gonna take a while, and it won't be pretty."

She hesitates but finally sits down holding the taser in both hands.

"Well you already know, that Hank is the original, I'm only in for the ride."

She nods.

"Hank, we, are a mixed breed. Hanks dad was a Honey-Badger, his mom was an American Black-Bear. This is why he is just a small boy for a bear. But, since he has the genetics of a Honey-Badger from his dad, he was prone to violent outbursts from birth. His dad knew, that this would be a problem, so he tried to suppress this side of Hank."

I explain, in the most calm voice possible. She sits still, just nodding here and there to confirm that she listens.

"Well the method his dad utilized was, shall we say suboptimal. Every time Hank ticked out, his father would beat him down... Usually by hand, later by leather belt, still later... wooden sticks... As I said not quite the method you would choose to teach a child that violence is not the answer."

Her face was one of shock and nausea.

"Hank learned to always turn the other cheek, never to fight back. When he was in elementary school it got significantly worse. Children can be gruesome. Regardless of him being bigger and stronger than most other children in his class, he was the constant target of attacks and mobbing. Since he was a mixed breed child and he never fought back. At the age of twelve, something changed."

I paused to point at myself. She looks at me knowing.

"Yes. I was, for a lack of better terms, ‚born'. All his anger, all his rage, all his pain and suffering condensed into a ball of pure and utter hatred. As I formed, I took control over him. I pummeled one of his bullies to a bloody pulp. They needed three grown men to get me off of him. I absolutely destroyed that kid. Oh, he lived, if just barely."

I state without even a hint of regret or remorse.

"I don't have to tell you, that on that day, wooden sticks didn't suffice any longer. His dad whipped him 2 hours and when Hank collapsed he continued forth.

Well Hanks... my dad, he had no three grown men to keep me off of him."

My voice is low but strong. I take a deep breath.

"There was a lot of trouble afterwards... Therapy, jail, correctional facilities... you name it. All the time, still Hank always turned the other cheek. He never ever willingly hurt anybody."

She look at me with a face of pure and utter disgust. I can't tell if it is for me, or the others, it doesn't matter.

"Do... do you hate him?"

I smile weary.

"Hate... no. I don't hate Hank. How could I? He literally is me. I pity him for not living his life to the full potential."

She nods slowly.

"Does he hate you?"

I tilt my head a bit.

"Ah... yes. Yes he hates me. With every beat of his heart he despises me. I am everything he is not. Everything his dad took from him is found in me. Everything that he hated about his dad is found in me."

I look out the window of the bedroom as if I'm searching for something, then I look back at Zephyr.

"Hank asks if you are OK? He is worried, and he is very, very sorry about not telling you everything earlier."

*Get yourself together man... you wanted me to talk to her... If you had let me do as I please, she would be the one strapped to the bed and she would be the one squealing to the high heavens and back for me the keep pounding her hole... Hurk you're a monster... an abomination... why thank you Hank, you're welcome...*

I look at her, she seems to fight with her emotions. On the one hand it excites me to no end seeing her suffer, on the other hand, I don't want her to suffer, as if she suffers to much, I don't get to enjoy her anymore. It's less a worry for her, as more a worry for myself, as I will loose another plaything...

"Girl...? Zephyr...?"

She looks at me and the look in her eye is terrified.

"I... I think I'm okay... just... taken aback..."

Tears form in her eyes.

"I don't know why he didn't tell me this... I... I don't think I can do this..."

She looks around as if she searches for something.

"I..."

And then she breaks down in tears.

"Hurk... you scare me!"

She cries.

I take a deep breath and look over to her.

"I know, normally I wouldn't have told you any of this, 'cause I know this would be the reaction."

I lay my head against the board and look to the ceiling.

"Hank made me tell you all of this. He wanted you to know. He says, it is only fair for you to know those things, and it is fair for him, that I, who is responsible in a way, to tell you. He really is terribly sorry... he sits back there and... well... I don't know how I should describe it."

I strain my weight against the straps, but it's to no avail, I can't get my hand free...

"I would hug you, but I can't, I would tell you, it was all a lie, but that would be a lie as well... I would tell you that I am sorry, but I am not sorry... for it is the truth..."

She looks devastated.

"Well... can you... promise, you would never hurt me in any way...?"

She sobs, looking at me with pleading eyes.

I grit my teeth. I clench my eyes shut. It clearly strains me.

As I look back to her my eyes are calm.

"Zephyr, I really, really want to promise that to you, but... I don't know if I can. I have no restrains, I am what I am... I think there will be a way, but I don't really know if even that will work..."

I point at a dresser at the far side of the room.

"Hank an I had though hard over trying hypnosis to imprint a save word of some kind into my personality... but we never came to try it... we never found a hypnotherapist willing to try that method."

I let my head hang low.

"But I really don't want to loose you, and Hank will most likely do stupid things if I would scare you away..."

She swallows and looks into my eyes. She clears her throat and sniffs one last time before laying an incredibly heavy paw on my chest.

"Well... if you can promise... I can untie you... and... and I'll let you tie me up..."

There is a determination in her eyes that doesn't tolerate any resistance.

"I will promise you, I will try very hard not to let myself run wild... Oh and Hank stands behind me with a big axe..."

I try a grin, raising my eyebrows.

Her smile returns to her face as she tilts her her to a side.

"You know, I'll fucking destroy you if you hurt me, right?"

My grin widens significantly. I take a look around. And I indicate for her to come closer.

"I know, and that is part of the fun. But... I don't see any water around... So perhaps you should go and get a bucket or so..."

I whisper with a toothy grin.

"I can pull moisture from the air... and your body... I'll be fine..."

She begins to untie my legs.

"I'm only doing this because I like to be tied up... do you understand me?"

I keep my limbs where they are. And watch her calmly.

"Hmmm that opens up a whole lot of new possibilities... but why didn't you use that power back then?"

My voice sounds quite honest...

"Ooooh I get it... you were fully into it when I had my go with you and Hank overreacted once again..."

I nod to myself...

*...I am a genius...*

I can hear the smack of Hanks hand hitting his forehead at a significant portion of the speed of light, but before he can dress me down accordingly, her voice cuts into my musings.

"Try that again and I'll fucking make sure you don't wake up ever again. Do you get me?"

She comes around and unties my left hand.

"Did I make myself clear?"

I shake my head in disbelieve.

"Man I thought I was on to something here... but OK, I will not try this again..."

I take down my free hand and pump it a few times to get the blood flowing again.

"I really would love to hug you and hold you close..."

I try my best puppy eyes.

"You may, you can do whatever, just don't do something stupid, or I swear to god..."

She states freeing my other hand. As she sees my face she can't help herself but smile.

Twelfth Scene

... the Bells and the Whistles...

I hug her gently, holding her tight.

I take a deep sniff at her neck.

"He had to use that milk and honey shampoo, didn't he? I love that stuff..."

I bury my nose in her neck and sniff one more time.

"Sorry if it tickles... but your scent mixed with that shampoo it's... oh my god..."

I mumble while I clearly get excited. She is obviously enjoying the feeling. I can feel her inner muscles twitch.

"So... you ready?"

She asks, while returning the hug cautiously.

"Oh girl, I'm so ready..."

I let her out of my bear hug.

"Just let me get some actual rope... no ratchet straps for you..."

She shakes her head.

"No... let's use the straps, the rope might hurt and I'm not THAT big of a masochist."

I smile benevolent.

"Your wish will be my command."

I gently stroke the back of my hand down her cheek and neck.

"Wanna get of me then, so I can tie you into a nice little present..."

I say in an unnervingly calm voice while looking around for all the straps.

"Hmm...OK, but remember what I said, you understand?"

She asks nervously as she slowly gets off of me. My fur is damp and matted where her pussy had been lying on me.

I nod silently.

"I have promised you that I will my best not to be the asshole I normally would be. I will behave, as best as I can."

I state in a very serious tone, crossing my finger over my heard and holding my other hand up in the familiar swear-position.

Looking down on myself, water begins to run in my mouth. I swallow.

"How do you want me to tie you up... for safety reasons, I would want to give you the opportunity to open the knots yourself... but it limits the possible positions... normally I would prefer a harness tie with your hands on the back..."

I state as I get a hold of the first two straps.

"That sounds hot, and no matter what knot, I'll be able to undo it."

She sounds perhaps a bit too excited, my heart jumps at the thought of having her completely submissive.

"Good then. Sit down and relax, let me do the working."

I begin by routing the straps over her chest twisting them over one another in places, then wrapping them under her breasts around her chest to the back. Tieing them between her shoulder blades before routing them back over her shoulder and back under her armpits.

"Please tell me, if its getting to tight, those straps are somewhat rigid, they don't comply as nice as some silk rope."

I whisper into her ear.

She purrs quietly, her eyes are closed and from the way her fur stands up every time I pull on the straps I can see her excitement.

"Feels nice... just continue..."

I smile as I get behind her. I gently pull the straps flush against her body and tie them once more between her shoulder blades.

I take one of her arms and slowly bend it behind her back, careful as not the hurt her. I then wrap the strap around her arm, and begin to tie it to the harness, every so often wrapping it lower and lower until her left arm is fully tied in a 90° angle on her back.

"Just relax... don't fight it... I will make sure not to tie it to tight."

I state concentrated, as I take hold of her right arm, mirroring the left one.

As I finish her arms, I tie a last knot for the first strap. Taking strap number two, I begin in the back and route the strap back around to her chest. Coming back in front of her, I look deep into her eyes.

"You feel alright? Breathing OK?"

She nods, still purring softly. I can see a big wet spot on the bed now, and her cheek blush a deep red. I caress her cheek with my hand.

"You look so lovely in that. Let's finish this real quick."

I kneel down before her and begin routing the strap under her breasts and weaving it in the already present straps. Then I route it downwards over her belly.

"Hmm I like what I see, but you have to stand up sweetheart. I need to trace some nice patterns around your hips..."

I gently pull on the strap giving her an incentive to stand up. As I pull she begins to giggle. The harness, even if not finished yet works as intended. As I pull gently the straps constrict slightly around her breasts, squeezing them lightly and make them pop out even more.

She slowly and seductively stands up, pulling a string of pre from the sheets to her most intimate of places.

It is absolutely impossible to miss this, so I smirk as I reach for her wet privates.

I ever so gently run my finger between her thighs, gathering some liquid, making her shudder in delight.

"Oooohh look what we have here."

I raise my finger up to her face.

"You're a messy young wolf... I think I will have to punish you a bit for making so a mess later..."

I sneer as I wave my finger left and right a bit. Looking at my finger I ask.

"Will you take care of cleaning this up?"

Her giggle become more excited and she blushes a lively red on her cheeks. She opens her mouth almost panting as I lay my finger between her jaws. She immediately begins sucking my finger softly. Her breathing and slurping is unnaturally loud in the silence of the room. I smile benevolently as I watch her suck my finger. She puts much effort in it, using her tongue and her expertly skills to make me feel envy for my finger. As I pull my finger out of her mouth, she almost snaps at me to give it back.

"Oh you like it when I suck you...?"

She says smiling, and giggling.

"Oh girl, you are such a turn on. And no, i don't like it when you suck... I love it, and you will get the opportunity to make me love it even more..."

I keep hold of her chin and kiss her softly before kneeling back down.

I trace the straps over her belly and between her legs, back around her hips, over to the other side, around that hip and back through her legs to the front again. I tie the strap to the existing harness and begin a new route around her belly. I keep the pull tight but I take care it does not cut in anywhere. Routing the flat straps is not that easy, but I manage in the end.

As I stand back up I see a nice birthday present standing before me... all it's missing is a bow on top... but I can live without that.

"Hmm nice... Are you feeling alright?"

I feel the straps and tug on the one or another. With every tug I can see hey excitement rising, with every pull she moans silently and I can almost feel her flowing. I can feel the heat emanating from her. Her breath is hot and she nibbles on her lip whenever I check the straps. As I look directly at her face she almost screams:

"Ohh ... I'm in heat so much right now.... Hnnnn... I need you Hurk..."

It's as much a command, as it is a plead for mercy directed at the most merciless bastard imaginable.

But I nod. I myself crave for her, I can't hold back much longer, and if I would try, perhaps I would loose myself.

I lay my big hand in between her breasts and push her back gently, but forceful enough that no resistance is tolerated. She slowly steps backwards until she stands directly in front of the bed.

"You will get me, all of me. But before that, you will show me your appreciation of what's to come."

I ever so gently push her back further, letting her loose balance.

She has no chance but to fall backwards onto the bed, being tied up, she can't even control the fall.

Laying on the back and looking up to me she gasps for air.

"What do you want me to do...?"

I step up on the bed, towering over her. So many cruel thoughts cross my mind in that moment, but I ban them all. Kneeling besides her, I give her the full view.

"Well I think you will be nicely lubed up inside already, but why don't you show me a little bit of your sucking skills..."

I stroke my hand over the inside of her leg stopping short of touching her folds.

"You want to earn yourself a little reward... don't you?"

She shudders as I stroke her leg and she begs me with her eyes.

"I-I do... hnnnn... I want to be rewarded... daddy..."

I blink at the last remark, but my smile remains all the same.

"Then, open up wide..."

I cheer, as I let my member dangle right in front of her mouth. To tease the reward, I gently brush my finger against her pussy, which is nicely framed by the straps.

*Whooo boy, do you think this will work with those straps? It will grind against the both of you... We shall see, I will spread her nice and wide... and If push comes to shove, I will cut them...*

As I run my finger across her outer lips, her eyes widen and she opens her mouth.

"HOOO..."

She doesn't get the chance to speak further, as my cock fills the mouth nicely. The shock does not last long, as she immediately begins sucking on it softly. Again, her slurping sounds and her breathing are the only things heart in the silence of the bedroom. But soon my breathing joins in, as I deepen it reveling in her efforts.

"Hmmm yeah... I can feel that..."

I close my eyes and surrender myself to her ministrations for a moment, while feeling her pussy. I trace the lines with my claws and round her clit. She increases her efforts, as I intensify mine. She sucks and licks and nibbles and it is absolutely glorious.

As she moans, as to my rubbings, the vibrations caused by her voice drives my feelings to new heights.

"... ooooohhooo..."

I stroke her head with my free hand.

"... you're extra... hmmmm... special..."

I let my finger circle around the entrance of her vagina, pressing on it but not entering.

"MMMM...!"

Her moans cause evens more vibrations and I can feel myself tense from the feeling.

*Nooo... nooo... not yet... this is reserved for next round...*

"Hhhrrmmmm... Good, good girl... Let's stop that here... wanna have some fun left for the main course..."

I state, while slowly extracting my rock hard member from her mouth.

I raise my other hand to my face, judging the slickness of them by rubbing them against each other.

"You will get a biiiig reward for this effort... do you want it now?"

I sit back and revel in the sight of her body, obviously craving for attention. She is breathing quite heavy, her chest straining against the harness, squeezing her tits out with every breath. Her pussy throbs, and her eyes plead for me to do something, anything. She nods.

"I-I do want the reward... daddy..."

"Good... good..."

I slide around and come to sit before her legs. I grab them and lift them up almost vertically before spreading them slowly apart while kissing the inner side of one of them. I let gravity do the work for me while guiding their way to an almost perfect split. I enjoy the view for a little moment.

"Hmmm flexible..."

I nestle myself nearer to her carefully placing her tail between my knees, so I wont crush it, its wagging stimulates me just fine and I must chuckle.

"Naughty..."

I lick my flews and lay my member onto her pussy, marveling on the sight of my big shaft almost reaching half way up to her bellybutton, and my bally still aren't touching her crotch. She squirms before me, wincing. I can feel her pussy twitching against the underside of my cock. Her abs are twitching and she begs:

"Ooooh..."

Her moans are sweeter than honey...

"Bad... I want it... I want it so bad...!"

My smile is that of a benevolent shepherd as I pull back my cock.

"You plead, and you shall receive..."

My voice is filled with reverence, as I place the tip of my cock against her entry and slowly push it in. Paying attention to the straps, but so far they don't seem to pose a threat.

"Hmmm yeeehehehehesss... pull me in girl... pull..."

I slide myself in as far as she lets me.

Her eyes widen as my member glides in deeper and deeper.

"OOOOOOHHHH...!"

She squeals and her toes curl in.

"FUUUCK... YOU'RE BIGGER...?!"

I breath deeply before pulling out almost all the way just to go back in again.

As I look down in her face, that is stricken with a mixture between pleasure and pain, I answer:

"Well bigger confidence makes for bigger magic wand... and since you did such a wonderful job in bolstering both my confidence and ..."

I wiggle my hips a bit...

"my magic wand... Ooooh you feel so lovely inside... You'll drive me crazy..."

She opens her mouth but for a second nothing emerges.

"G-god... please... thrust... fast..."

I nod, picking up my pace, as to please her demands. My thrusts begin to shove her away from me, so I place my left hand on her right tit and my right hand grabs a hold on the straps across her belly.

"Noo... umf... noo... umf... you shall not... umf... slip away..."

I claw my toes into the sheets and push myself forward, ripping them in the process.

"...Oooohh...!"

Her moans gain in volume, filling the room with her sweet sounds, turning me on even more.

*careful Hurk... keep yourself together... I know... I know... I will not...*

I grit my teeth as I keep ramming myself into her, trying not to overdo it, but not holding back either.

I firmly grab her breast, squeezing it, massaging it. My other hand keeps her down on my member, not letting her go anywhere.

"Ummff... ummff... I love ummff... the sounds... you make..."

My thighs slap against hers, accentuating her moans with a clapping rhythm.

"G-gaah...!"

She begins to drool, her tongue hanging from her mouth.

"Can't let those go unattended."

I let go of the straps and grab her other breast and bend down to suck on her nipples. My movements go just a snitch slower and less far, as I am all the way bend down.

Her moans peak in squeaks for a second as she lifts her head.

"Ooooohh... daddy....!"

I let go of her tits and grab the harness between her breasts, lifting her up with myself to a vertical position. My hands grab her behind and lift her up a bit for me to get space to move my hips, which I continue ferociously. I grit my teeth and veins begin to show on my neck and arms, as I use my might to do her right. I enjoy the bouncing of her tits, as I grunt away in time with my thrusts.

"HANNN ... G-GAAH...!!"

Her moans grow louder with each passing second. Her pussy stars to tighten and throb, showing her getting close.

My breath comes in short hot bursts as I lean in and grab one of the strips over her shoulder with my teeth drooling all over her shoulder.

*Must not bite her... must not bite her...*

"... I... c... c... can... feel... grunt... it..."

The claws on her feet start to tear the bed apart as she curls them in. She grits her teeth and I can feel her strain hard against the harness, as all of a sudden, she makes a very powerful thrust towards me. She screams:

"FUCKKK!!"

Her body spasms as she begins to orgasm.

"YESSSSS... FUCK YES!!!"

I almost rip the strap with my teeth as she buckles in my hold. I let go of the strap and let her bend backwards to the bed. The sensation of her orgasm drives myself very close, but I hold on just a smitch longer and thrust one, two, three times more before giving in to the feeling. Holding her tight on my cock I release into her. Given, there is not so much left after all the fun I already had that day, but the intensity of my own orgasm is overwhelming. I release my grip around our butt and let her slide free, down to the bed completely.

I sit back onto my hunches, breathing heavily.

"SH-SHIT...!!"

She squeals and squirms breathing heavily.

"...well... you like?... I'm sure your first orgasm was great, especially because it was given by me..."

She winks at me, teasing me with her movements, and still panting heavy.

"Huff... huff... hehehehe... huff... huff... Ohhh it was glorious... huff... How are you doing..."

I am a little bit out of breath as I take a long look at that squirming package in front of me.

*should I just grab her leg and pull her back in... There is still one door unknocked... Hurk... be civil... If she wants to, yes... but behave...*

I look at my member. He is not quite back up and ready just yet.

Just as I steel myself for one more round, I can see her eyes getting smaller. She starts to nod off.

"Oh shit... can you... I-unti..."

She doesn't manage any more as she falls asleep mid sentence.

I blink... I blink again...

"What the..."

I'm stunned.

"...are you fucking serious...?"

Looking back and forth between her and my lil' pecker I wince.

"Well I guess, I had my fun."

I slowly back down from her tail and crouch besides her sleeping body.

"Let's untie you. This will get mighty uncomfortable mighty quick..."

Epilogue

As I kneel besides this young sleeping wolf I can't help myself but smile.

She purrs softly in her sleep as she leaks our mixed up cum out of her folds.

I begin to untie her body from the straps.

*... strap by strap... uh baby...*

I hum in my mind and Hank is collapsing inside my head. He ridicules me for my sick humor, as I judge the damage we caused. Here and there the straps have rubbed all the way through her fur.

*...hmm went a bit on the heavy side... next time we definitively take the ropes...*

I carefully roll her onto the side to untie her arms and back.

"Oh my... girl... aren't we lucky with you... gonna carry you over to the couch..."

I look over the sheets. Those will go in the bin... I will have to fetch new ones.

I look back at the sleeping girl, still purring happy in her sleep.

*... it was a heavy day on her too...*

Hank nods as I remove the last of the straps and toss them aside.

I roll her back and admire my work. She so perfect. Even in her sleep she turns me on to no end. As her chest neatly heaves with her every breath and the subtle twitches of her muscles in her afterglow, I am lost for words.

*... can we keep her? ... that is not on us to decide... I want to keep her so badly... I know, me too... *

I turn around and grab the blanket from the other side of the bed. I gently cover her body up and wrap her into the blanket.

*... now I have a sexy burrito...*

Hank almost collapses, as I scoop her up and lift her to my chest.

She cuddles herself to me and continues to purr softly. I groan quietly as I stand up on the bed.

"Man I'm getting old... since when do 12 hour shifts and copious amounts of sex get to me so much...?"

I whisper to my self as I stomp from the bed as softly as possible. Tugging her in nice and tight, I carry her over to the living room. She softly murmurs something but doesn't wake up.

As I lay her down on the couch she curls her self up as much as possible and sighs silently.

"Wait for me to tidy up the bedroom at least a little bit... don't you run away... OK?"

I whisper at her ear, giving her a soft kiss on the top of her head before silently leaving for the bedroom. I walk over to the bedroom. Looking myself up in the mirror of my dresser, Hank is starring back at me.

*Hurk... what should I say... Hey, I did hold back, I did as you told me to, I did not hurt her... well not so much at least... I... Shush Hurk. I was going to thank you for not being a monster once...*

I am stunned, I never though that to be possible, being laudated by Hank...

I look down at myself... less than an hour ago I had a shower and here I am, being a mess all over again.

*... well thank you Hank. I think it went better as anyone had ever hoped for... can we come to an agreement?... which would be?... I will manage to get you your go at a girl every once in a while, preferably Zephyr, as she knows the ins and outs about us now, and you will manage to not screw things up all the time...*

I take some new sheets out the dresser and walk over to the bed.

*... you know me Hank... I am so glad I managed this one time, and it was fucking hard... I know Hurk... I will try my best to help you, and if Zephyr is here, she will try her best to, i recon...*

I take of the shredded sheets and take a look at the mess below. The mattress in partially shredded too...

*...we will buy a new one tomorrow, and some other supplies... do we have a deal Hurk?... I will try... I swear, I will try...*

I make the bed, drape the pillows and pick up the second blanket.

*...good Hurk, I will take your word for it... now let me take over... I will clean up and take her to bed... You have done great today...*

I takes a second but my stature changes slightly. I take a look around and pick up the straps.

Packing the straps in a drawer, I make my way over to the living room.

Seeing the curled up fluff ball on my couch, I can't resist a smile.

"Awww..."

I murmur to myself as I near the couch and lean over the backrest to gently touch her shoulder.

"Come on girl, let's get you in bed. Just the three of us cuddling until morning."

I whisper. She slowly opens her eyes and blinks, as it's quite dark in here she needs a second to orientate. She looks very drowsy.

"Huh...?... oh... okay..."

Her smile is weary but warm and caring. I come around the couch and scoop her up slowly. Keeping her near to my heart I carry her. My voice is low.

"Relax, let me carry you."

She leans her head to my chest, smiling.

I come over to the bedroom, the bed looks at least clean'er'...

"We have shredded the mattress quite thoroughly... but it will suffice for the night."

I state quietly as I come over to the far side of the bed, laying her down and resting her head on a pillow.

I walk over to the other side to switch of the lights and come back to the bed.

"Wanna cuddle up and sleep in tomorrow?"

The tiniest of sparks returns to her little eyes as she yawns.

"Y-yeah..."

I lay down. Cover myself up under the blanket and open it up to her.

"Come on over girl, be my little spoon."

Her smile is infectious as she scoots over to me giggling like a little girl. She shifts and presses her beautiful backside against my body. She nestles herself in my lap and happily closes her eyes.

I close the blanket and cover her up with it. My arms wrap around her tugging her in gently. I curl myself up against her and soak up her warmth. I kiss her neck softly.

"Have a good nights sleep Zephyr."

She pulls my arms closer around herself and rests her head on my upper arm.

"Oh I will..."

It's nothing more than a hint, but it fills me with unending joy.

I smile deeply satisfied as I close my eyes.

The end...?

Concept and Idea by

Maxie the Wolf / Zephyr

Written by

Maxie the Wolf and El Poyo Diabolo

Characters by

Zephyr © Maxie the Wolf / Zephyr

Hank / Hurk © El Poyo Diabolo

Edit by

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Published by

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