War Prologue: Covenant Pines Bible Camp
Ryan was pissed the fuck off. Why did he have to go to bible camp? His parents were full of shit for forcing him here. "Need to get in touch with God? Need to be set straight?" Fuck that. His parents didn't understand who he was and the last thing he needed was to get in touch with God.
Ryan was a tall human boy, around 16 or so, and he wore dark clothes to match his attitude He looked like a hardass skaterboy and a punk, and he acted like one too. He was a rebel, always getting in trouble. He acted like he didn't give a fuck about what his parents said, as if what they said was a mere suggestion. They didn't know anything about him.
"God, could this place get any more boring?" He thought to himself "I'm so sick of the people at this camp."
Ryan got up and starting strutting out towards the woods that surrounded the playfield. He did this every year when he got sent here, just plain snuck out of camp, sometimes for several days at a time. They only took a role call during the Sunday Mass, and he better things to do than read about how Moses saved the Jews. The forest was dank and there were rotting logs everywhere. Not only that, but it was cold for a summer night. "Ungh, this is fucking gross" Ryan began to pull himself over a log, pulling a blunt out of his pocket and putting it to his lips "Oh well, at least its better than that bible camp." He began to toke up, taking a small hit before he looked back at the trees he had just passed. Had he just heard something? Nah. Weed always makes him paranoid, and he had just toked up earlier today. He took a few more steps. All of a sudden he heard a loud, crunching snap behind him.
"What was that?!" He thought out loud to himself, looking around. He hated night life and he could barely see his hands in front of him.
Ryan suddenly felt a numb pain on the back of his head, and as he fell forward, he thought he saw a black shadow pass through him. He fell onto a tree stump, and as his eyes began to go out of focus, he felt something warm trickling down his head, and then everything went black.
Ryan had a horrible headache. He felt like shit. He could even taste blood in his mouth. "What the fuck did I do last night?" He suddenly noticed a dull ache on the back of his head. He tried to raise a hand to investigate, but he couldn't lift it. Ryan was lying on his stomach, his hands and legs were bound to the ground. He could barely move. He struggled, grabbing for anything he could get his hands on. "What's going on?!", his thoughts racing wildly, "where are my clothes?" He looked up and saw two paws in front of him. Wait. Paws?
"WHO THE FUCK IS THERE!?!" he screamed as loud as he could, trying to act tough, "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" He thought he heard someone snicker, and the paws in front of him moved out of his view. Something tickled him, he could feel it moving down his back and stopping at the base of his ass. It was hard, and cold, almost sharp. It felt like a claw. Ryan started to shiver, but he wasn't cold, he was fucking scared to death.
Ryan could feel the claw slip under his bum, brushing against his entrance. It made him jerk and suddenly come back to reality. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!!!?" he cried out, being as loud as he could, trying to act tough. Something snickered, Ryan started to panic, he felt the claw start to move back and forth over his hole, caressing it. "I'm not a fag, get the fuck.." A loud slap to his face shut the boy up quickly. The thing in front of him cleared it's throat...
"You want to know what I'm doing? Alright, you little punk ass bitch, I'll tell you... right now, I'm rubbing my claws across your tight little butthole...and after that I'm going to fuck you." The claw suddenly slipped into Ryan's hole, causing him to cry out. He had never been violated before, he had never even though about playing with his ass before, this was all too sudden..
"First I'm going to stick one claw up your ass, than I'm going to stick another, and while I'm doing that, I'm going to allow my slave to shove his cock in your mouth, and you're going to enjoy it." Another claw went in, and Ryan screamed out louder. His mind was in a million places, and as he looked up and tried to block out the pain, He looked up and suddenly saw another beast standing in front of him. It was a feline, fairly tall with gray fur. A 6 foot tall cat...
It knelt down in front of him and suddenly Ryan could see full view of his crotch. The cat's member was already erect at 9" long and Ryan could already see pre dribbling from the tip of its barbed cock. "Who...Who are you?" Ryan cried. The horned demon behind him answered before sliding the two claws out slowly, "My name is Cross, but I dont want to hear another word from you or else I'll make this far worse than it is already, got it boy?!"
"Why are you..." Ryan didn't have chance to finish his sentence as the cat in front of him grabbed his head and forced his entire length down his throat. Ryan gagged right away, as his throat rejected the cat's fat cock. The cat started thrusting in and out, the thick pink shaft blending nicely with Ryan's soft lips, and the cat began purring loudly. He could taste his pre, it was very salty and warm, and it was coming down his throat a lot faster than he thought was possible.
The cat grinned as he looked at his master, grinning "Thank you for this present master..." Cross just smiled back at the cat as a loud snapping sound was heard through the forest, as the demon chained the first retraint on the boy. "Since youre going to be here for a while, we can't have you running away..." Ryan began to thrash about, the chains making soft, dull noises against the dirt, however, the boy froze once felt two paws slam down on him, forcing his chest into the ground. A second restraint was forced upon him , and then on his ankles as well, but the only thing he felt was the hot barbed cock slamming down his throat. However, he did feel when something pressed up against his tailhole, but it wasn't a claw this time, it was something bigger. He heard the demon behind him grunt as he pushed harder and harder against his hole, trying to force the ten inch, slimy uncut cock into him without warning.
"Nnggh...." Ryan whimpered.... "NNNGHGHHTHGHHGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The demon started pushing his sausage in and out of Ryan, harder and faster each time. He showed no mercy to the hopeless human being crushed under him, he was nothing more than a toy to him. His balls smacked against Ryan, making a loud thud noise each time. Ryan just slumped over, a glazed expression coming over his eyes, protruding through the tears. He was being torn apart, he could feel himself being impaled harder and harder each time the demon thrust in and out of him. His own cock was hard and stiff despite the abuse, his body betraying his mind. The cat in front of him began to pump rougher now, encouraged by his Master's forcefulness. Ryan was having trouble breathing and he had to gasp harder for air each time it pulled out. The cat hissed whenever Ryan resisted and sunk it's claws into Ryan's head to keep him still. He could taste more and more pre leaking from the cat's cock each time it thrust forward. Finally the cat's back arched, sending thick jets of the feline's seed down Ryan's throat. Ryan could do nothing but cry softly, swallowing it down between his dry heaves, each shot tasting like cat food.
Meanwhile, the demon felt his sac draw up close to his body, his cock soaking in the inside of the boy with huge amount of precum he was shooting into the fox... He didnt want to enjoy this. He wanted a quick fuck so he could get back to work at the warehouse. Cross started thrusting harder and harder, making the human under him shriek in pain. His body started to go numb, and then in one final thrust of his cock, he burst, sending hot, thick streams of seed deep into the boy. He pulled his cock out of the human and slapped the last few bits of cum on his back. Ryan had never believed in a God before. Covenant Pines Bible Camp and Retreat Center couldn't force it into him. His teachers couldn't teach it into him. His parents couldn't even instill one bit of faith into it into him... but as he lay numb on the ground, the demon's pearl white juice dribbling form his violated hole, cat spunk dribbling from his mouth, chained to the tree branches around him, shivering, his heart racing, he never wanted there to be a God to watch over him as he did so badly right now. "G-god..."
Cross growled at the mere mention of God, kicking the boy in the stomach. "Not such a tough punk now, eh?" <<HB>>