Kayla Redux: Rescuer’s Pet
#3 of Kayla's Life
Kayla Redux: Rescuer's Pet By: Professor Bob Owned By: Shippo
In the 28th century, the technology of rejuvenation allows for immortality. This is not that time, or even part of that timeline. Alternate events lie around every corner for a certain Aspatrian fox.
- * * Fleeing from the terrors of the trade vessel as dawn began and the sky was colored orange, young Kayla Ackart sought refuge from those whom wished her harm. She wanted a place to live, food to eat; anything that was better then where she was before. As the sun rose and Kayla's small footpaws ran across carved stone and arms occasionally pushing through trees and plants, it was not difficult to realize, even to a kindern, she was no longer on planet Aspatria. Once smacked around by the trade ship's captain and given a mild gash beneath her left cheek's fur, she eventually found the perfect time to escape and run from the shuttle port. From being raped twice the previous day and having two knots tear her tender kit flesh, running for long distances was becoming quickly impossible. Pain shot up her belly and down her legs from her battered slit, splitting open the wounds close to the entrance of her passage from the stretching motions her skin made while running and making blood drip occasionally to the ground below. Normally a girl her age would have her lips tight enough that the blood would pool inside of herself and seep out between those twin puffy lips, but after all the stretching, and so soon after, her labia was partially swollen and parted like an adult would be after a weekend of raunchy sex. Running between buildings the fox is soon in a residential area, barreling her small body through yards and tiny streets with the occasional hover car engine humming overhead left her with the feeling of nervous delight. She was free of her alley, but also lost. Shoving shrubs and pushes away, with the branches scratching under her fur to scrape skin, she soon ended up in a yard she could not easily leave. Squeezing in between to close shrubs let her in, but the rest of the yard was surrounded by less fallible plants that cornered her in. Only way out would be to squeeze through the opening again, she quickly decided once running to the other end of the yard and finding no exit there, growling from her muzzle a bit from the inconvenience and the fact she was exhausted, hungry, and deeply in need of sleep. "What do you think you're doing?", Kayla froze as she heard a voice call out to her sharply, obviously very close to her from the calculation her brain made thanks to her ear's acute abilities. Where she stood, she took a defensive posture, holding her body with her arms as if to expect an attack, turning her head and pointing her ears towards the last source of sound. It was still very dimly lit in the yard, but her eyes saw through the dark with much ease an older creature, seemingly male. A human? The species had no fur, and she was startled to see him step closer to her. Unable to pick up on a muzzle-less facial expression, the kit didn't know the anger of the man wearing a patterned shirt and some sort of pants till he made an action. The man lived on the outskirts of a penitatas neighborhood and assumed right off she was a criminal child whom had escaped, and decided to use his size and authority accordingly. "Trespasser, you wait till I find your parents!", he again snapped as he lunged forward and latched his white skinned hand onto her left arm and flung her body with a single swing. The pull knocked her footpaws out from under her, feeling air instead of grass, till the girl landed with a skitter across the ground on her knees. The scrape of grass roots under her furred knees was the least of her problems. As soon as she landed and was unable to flee, with his fingertips firm into her left arm, his open right paw swung for her backside. Just as she was unfamiliar with his species, he wasn't familiar with her's either, and had no idea to raise her tail to do this. Yelping out pained cries, having been mistaken for a penitatas, the orange furred Aspatrian kit tried to thrash away, getting off her knees and trying to lay down to escape the heavy-handed swats. After several loud pops against her backside and tail, her bony fox tail began to throb as if it was bruised, having no baby fat to protect it. Even though it was her only line of defense in dampening the blows to her five year old backside, she was forced to lift it to accept the discipline as she would many times in the future. White tip of her tail reaching for the morning sky, ending up on her belly in her squirm to get away, the man beat his heavy hand into her skin, fat, and muscle - drilling a pounding sting down to the bone. Poor Kayla screamed from the pain, with the blows aching and the shockwaves going right down to her genitals to go as far as agitating her stretch wounds. For a solid minute she was forced to lie on the grassy ground, thrashing her legs and head as she was spanked till her tender little bottom was beaten red, and the forceful swats bruised the centers of her rear's cheeks. Considering this was a penitatas-approved area, the man thought he could spank a rogue penitatas much longer then one minute.. but he was confused by the degree of howling and crying the small child was making. Surely no penitatas would be this vocal after a minute? Not all of them sounded like cries he had heard before; somewhat canine in nature, and sounding like a language. Stopping his spanking in mid-swing, the man hauled the crying child up by her arm, staying where he had knelt down on one knee. Left hand sliding down her arm he checked the fur on the back of her paw for a letter designation, while Kayla stood still from the shock, eyes closed while she wailed out and cried. "What is this? No class? You're no penitatas, kindern, nothing.. ", the man grumbled in confusion, curious to who he just spanked, as his eyes scanned across the bare fur of the girl. It was pretty clear it was a girl from the pitch of her voice, and the swollen line of her slit beneath thin fur. Her fur felt dirty, and in the dimmer light he saw what he thought was blood alone that line of her vagina. Not from Earth if she did not have a designation. A smile came across the man's face, free hand stroking the stubble on his chin as he got an idea. If no one knew of her, no one would miss her. Knowing the child did not understand his language, he picked her up in his arms as he would any other young one and began to bring her inside his home through the backdoor, and into the light so that he could properly examine her. Sitting her down on his dinning room table, Kayla whimpered and wiped at her muzzle as he finally got a good look at her. Obviously, to him, some sort of fox. One of those Aspatrians, and quite distraught, giving him the impression the girl was nothing more then a kindern. "Bakast retetsu fah? Takata ja'!", Kayla spoke with a deep sniffle from her ebony nose, in the only tongue she knew enough of to speak fluently at five. While panglish was an accepted universal language, she did not know most words, aside from the absolute basics. Rear throbbing as she sat on the table, she looked up to him with wet eyes, seeking care and answers. 'Should I do it?', the man wondered, running his fingers through his short black hair out of nervousness. Alone, he surely could. Looking into those blue, childish eyes, the man placed his left hand on her back, and his right against her chest. Kayla looked down confusedly, watching the naked fingers rub her skin beneath her fur, across her nipples as the man felt her. Something a client would do before accepting her, which made her squeal in distaste and lash her body to the side to stop the touches. This was the human's home, and fueled by curiosity of the little one's furry body, feeling her form with his fingertips, he shoved Kayla onto her back with that hand on her chest and pinned her down. Took no more then one hand on her chest, and the man's free hand dropped his pajama pants right down to his ankles to bare his morning erection to the open air. Kayla knew a penis when she saw one; a cock about six inches in length, shaped so much different then what she knew to be normal. Foreskin tucked behind his head and ready to go, the man licked his fingers and coated his shaft in saliva before shoving the girl closer with the hand upon her warm, flat chest. Tip of his cock pressing right against her groin, the kit's thin, silky fur tickled his sensitive head sharply, dipping into the slit at the tip of it as he rubbed his manhood against her adolescent flower. Spread slightly, it took a single motion to get the head of himself between her lips and feel the heat of her genitalia radiating into his skin. So young, her inner labia and entrance felt so smooth, even if he felt little tears from previous use. Girl had to have been raped before, and used it to his advantage. No way he'd ever fit into a five year old normally - he used her stretched passage to slide himself gently in. Human skin not being as smooth as an Aspatrian's, his penis pulled on her tender and abused vaginal skin and brought the kit pain as he eased himself in and began a slow rocking motion to allow himself some fun. It was dry for her, but the man did not mind.. as soon bits of blood were allowing him to thrust more easily. Howling out in Aspatrian, Kayla soon gave up on trying to use words, as she understood nothing the man had said before, and screamed and cried to get her point across instead. Pelvic muscles clenching and locking down on the man's shaft, her legs curled towards her body and her toes clenched as she was again raped, and her now hyper-sensitive folds screamed out in pain and pleasure. In moments her hood was being pushed up by her swelling clitoris as her nethers filled with blood within her veins, and arousal made her passage more habitable for the human's cock. Generating bits of feminine lubrication, thicker then it had been due to her frequent sexual intercourse, soon her tiny clit was being briskly rubbed by the top of the thrusting cock between her legs. The adult human filled her slit to the brim as well as any Aspatrian, and heated up her pink, touch-sensitive flesh with the ridge of the man's foreskin moving back and forth across her walls. On her back and legs in the air, lashing occasionally as the man's shaft tore an old wound within the confines of her vagina, little Kayla kept her muzzle open as she cried vocally as any five year old kindern would. She was scared and had no means of communicating with the man, lips around his member more comfortably as time passed. She was sized enough to accept his cock after being knotted twice, but just barely.. otherwise the head of the man's cock wouldn't even fit between what would normally be soft, dainy girlish lips with no aroused pedals to speak of. But the child was full of hormones from all the sex, as her pelvis was fighting with her to have her first young orgasm the more she went. Her muscles were staying locked and squeezing the meat between her small legs, thrusts making a slurping sound from the two sharing lubrication and smearing around her slit. Tail quivering from sexual invigoration, Kayla whimpered tearily and her cries died down as the man thrust harder and quicker, holding her to the table as he breathed deeply and took her in a calm, authoritive manner. Soft human genitalia flesh around a hard rod of blood filled pockets, her vagina gripped and rubbed warmly at him like a silky glove, as young as she was.. all her feminine parts, from her outer lips and clitoris to the last inch of her passage and g-spot, screaming out from being filled to the brim. After a short time thrusting into her groin and making her thin layer of baby fat against her crotch jiggle, Kayla's body won out against her mind. Against her will, baring her little teeth in a growl-ish whine, her vaginal muscles quivered, tensing sharply in pulses. Feeling small convulsions around his penis as he humped into the furry girl, he grinned as the jerking motions her passage was blessing him with as the child orgasmed around his member. The sensation was new to Kayla, spilling bits of milky juices out from her slit around the man's cock to flow down the soft skin behind her vagina to run across her tailhole and down the sides of her tail. Wasn't long till the man himself orgasmed with a loud grunt, huffing through his mouth as he spurted several strands of cum into the girl to fill her with a piece of himself. All she had to do was lie there and take it, and she did, shaking and sobbing lightly once the deed was done and the afterglow of her cumming tingled in her nether-lips. The older human man stepped away from the girl as she seemed dazed, watching her to see if she'd move before he went into his bedroom quickly to fetch something he was curious about. Sexual fantasies filled his mind, and in moments, Kayla's ears picked up a new sound. Sounded like a dog's panting under the table, and the human making encouraging words and sounds that meant little to her tiny ears. She was brought back to attention by a slap to her tummy, with the man's hand making a sharp stinging sound against her soft belly. Made her yelp and cough, grasping her belly, but that was what the man wanted. He slid a chair up in front of Kayla and took her legs into his hands while she was preoccupied with the ache, and directed his pet dog onto the table. Footpaws in the air, Kayla could only watch in fright.. seeing a dog hop onto the chair. It was a fairly large dog by standard, and already erect.. shoving it's nose into her slit. The cold of his nose pressed to her clit and made her tense up and shiver, till his tongue began lapping at her wet and sticky fur of her lips. Her slit pumped and clenched as if being humped once more, till the man pulled the dog's muzzle away and yanked her legs up higher, more towards her head. Thighs and knees hurting from the angle, she sobbed sharply and tried to push her legs back up to little avail, with her tailhole beginning to aim up into the air. Through the slits of her eyes she saw the man jerk the male dog's member to excite him into doing what he wanted.. and in an instant, once the dog had leapt up onto the table, paws across Kayla's chest and belly, his cock pressed to her backside with the human helping his canine pet to find it's mark. Guiding the dog's penis along as it already grew sticky at the tip, he placed the tip at Kayla's tight little tailhole and allowed his dog to hump at it as if it was her slit. Dog knew no difference. The press caused pressure on her young bowels that made her gasp for air.. it was taking a lot of force for the dog to push on her tailhole and make any headway, and it was very painful for her. Bit by bit her pink ring of muscle clenched to fight it and was losing, as her dry skin was stretched and made raw by the quick humps of the dog against her backside. She cried out for him to stop, but it fell on ears that did not understand. The pointed canine tip had already disappeared into her tailhole from the first slam of the cock into her backside, turning her pink flesh red as the dog humped harder and harder to make it into her. Split her pucker slightly trying to get in so quickly, and blessed the kit with some blood to lubricate the dry passage of her anus. Man pressing on the dog's haunches he urged him on and helped, forcing the cock down into her bowels till the dog sheathed itself to Kayla's little backside. The size in such a tiny adolescent hole was enormous, and it took much force to do what was done so quickly. No time to grow accustomed to it, her bowels and organs shifted around the male appendage inside of her body and her tailhole was battered - muscles tired and broken. Kayla screamed sharply the entire time from the pain, and it died down little as the dog began to thrust in and out once he had the shape of his penis trained to the ring of anal muscle. Being a horny house dog, it humped wildly and stayed on the chair with it's master's help, lifting it's hind legs from the chair one at a time as it's hindpaws trembled from the sexual intercourse. The end of his shaft near the base was mostly the same size and didn't make her pucker expand or contract on thrusts.. but that comfort was taken away as the man took his dog's hind quarters and began pulling him away and making the rest of his cock slide out even as the canine thrusted. Her body shook and she grit her teeth, crying and trying to take it.. hurting so badly all over as her body felt hot from the mostly dry thrusts and the beating by the two male's cocks. Having something of a plan, the man encouraged his dog on even as he withdrew it. His pet's knot began to grow and swell like an egg at the base of the dog's bright red, shiny shaft, and did not allow it to stretch the little kit's tailhole from within. Once the dog was fully swollen and knotted, he began to cum, with some of it leaking messily from Kayla's anus.. that's when he let the dog go and gave a press at the backs of his legs, to encourage him forward. "Come on boy! Push! Push!", he ordered in excitement, raising his right paw and smacking at the dog's haunches and it's lower back above his tail - essentially spanking his dog to urge him. Whimpering, the dog pressed hard in his humps, stepping forward to avoid the smacks to his hide. The hot knot pressed at Kayla's tailhole, attempting to force it open and rip her wide. Enthralled by the sight of his dog trying to ram his knot into the kit's anus, he let it go on while the girl howled out like a fox the whole time. It hurt; her anus was being beaten by the bulbus knot and it was stretching her bit by bit. She pushed at the cock to force it out, but it only seemed to let more and more of it in, accepting the first bit of the dog's knot. Being five, she began to look red from crying and short of breath, and the dog whimpering and yelping in cries from the hard spanks across his own backside he was receiving. It went on till the dog's knot began to settle, and what he forced into Kayla could be easily pulled free. Once his cock was out of the little one's anus, his haunches aching from the smacks and his own toiling, the dog urinated across Kayla's anus and vagina, spraying the musky stream into her furry lips and backside to mark her as his, by canine nature before hopping from the chair and running off to lick his penis clean. Urine dripping from her soaked slit-fur, and leaking from between her lips as some of it had pooled between them, Kayla cried sharply and defeatedly with her footpaws close to her head. Felt like her anal and leg muscles had torn. The burning pain was intense, but now she could at least breathe, bleeding lightly from her two young holes. "You", the human said with an authoritive tone, pointing to Kayla as if to help her understand. "Name", he added with yet another point, then repeating the word to try and see if she knew anything. This one Kayla got after a few moments of thought, and trying to dull her crying so she could speak. Her voice sounded hoarse, and meek. "Kayla.. Ackart", she spoke in response once she had calmed down enough. The pain in her torn legs eased as the man then let her legs down as a reward, and allowed the child to catch her breath on the table, staring up at the ceiling. In a moment, she saw a dog's collar instead of the ceiling as the man held it over her muzzle, and pointed to her again. "You. Pet. Yes", he said using the most simple words he could think of, pointing to his pet dog when he said pet. Kayla saw the dog's collar as he licked at the tip of his cock across the room, and mostly understood. She was to be the man's 'pet'. Like the dog. Quietly, Kayla nodded and accepted the blue collar around her neck without a fight. It was food and shelter, and she had little choice to begin with. She was too tired, and it hurt too bad to run now, much less walk. As she laid there blank and cried lightly, trying to calm her child-like fears and stinging pain, the man slipped a diaper under her with another lift of her legs, and began to strap a pink diaper onto her battered pelvis.. to absorb the cum as it leaked between her legs from under her tail and her slit. All Kayla really looked at was the ceiling, happy to be cared for, at least for now, without something painful happening as she felt the front of the diaper come up between her orange furred legs.