Acheron's Prey

Story by bluepawz on SoFurry

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A short story to go along with the picture series of Acheron, the hellhound, and my fox who was caught wandering the dark forest once darkness set.

Am open for constructive critique. Feel free to give feedback.

For those wondering about the pictures they are on my FA currently:

Part 1: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3590279

Part 2: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4780894

Part 3: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5878899

Part 4: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/6016162

Story is written by and © to me

Acheron and the pictures © Azelyn


It was a clear early summer day with a light breeze ruffling my silvery fur. My black tipped ears flicked as I listened to the sounds of the birds and forest. It was so relaxing with no one else around as I traveled down the dirt path before it faded away, the ground still cool under my leathery paw pads. Excited by the warmth after an exceptionally cold winter I ran toward the lake I knew was deep in the woods, my thick and fluffy vulpine tail swaying and flicking about behind me. Everything became a blur in my tunnel vision, not stopping as I stripped my brown leather loincloth off and tossed it to the shore before running up over the large boulder at the side of the lake and jumping. Yipping excitedly, flying into the air and closing my eyes before splashing into the cool water. Legs kicking as I surfaced a moment later panting heavily to finally catch my breath as I started doggy paddling around, enjoying the chill of the lake against my body. I swam around for an hour or so before finally going ashore and shaking out my fur, water spraying all around as I puffed up.

Padding up the nearby hill I laid back on the grass, looking up at the clouds in the sky with a smile on my muzzle as I relaxed and drifted off into a nap. It was late afternoon when I awoke, looking up I knew the sun would be setting soon and I really needed to get back to my den before it got dark. Scrambling up to my paws I looked around for my loincloth, unable to locate it I sighed figuring it probably blew away or something but did not have time to worry about that. Thinking I'll get a new once I get back home I started back on my way taking a shortcut through the dark forest hopping to make the trip quicker.

There was always a heavy fog in this part of the forest with it being close to the marsh, making it hard for me to see off into the far distance. The under growth here was thick, views grew up and between the trees, and the little light shining down through the tree tops had a green glow to it making the whole place have a eerie feel. Seeing the glow of fireflies flickering and hovering about I knew darkness was coming fast. Having to resist the urge to catch and play with the fireflies I moved on through the dark forest and that's when I felt it.

Letting out a loud yip as a hot paw had grabbed my arm from behind, I turned quick to look at whatever it was. What I saw sent shivering chills down my spine, my ears pinned back as eyes went wide. Curling my tail between my leg and letting out a whimper as I was staring into the eyes of a large hellhound. The hound was much taller than me with burnt brown fur over most its body and black fur down its back. Along the top of its head there were black with red tipped horns which also poked out of its back along with what looked like some short of harnessing rings. As the beast gazed to me with its glowing orange eyes, showing its fangs and licking its lips with a snake like split tongue, I could not help but to look down. Noticing his twin tails flicking with red fur near the ends that had exposed bone and also a rather plump sheath with an ebony tip poking out making the hound's intentions obvious.

Still shaking in fear I could feel a warm wetness running down my leg and soaking my curled tail, blushing as I became coated in my own urine trying while trying my best to struggle and pull away from the beast. And while I managed to get free of his paw and run, I only made it a few feet before tripping on a vine and falling to the ground, the dirt sticking to my wet fur. The hellhound used this to his advantage, quickly pushing be back down as I tried to get up and keeping me pinned.

Squirming around struggling helplessly to get up but to no avail being held down by the snarling beast. Panting for air, whining at the burning scent of the large male on my back. I could feel the beast pushing down his weight over me, drops of his orange luminescent saliva dripping and rolling down the side of my neck. Feeling the warmth of his thick cock pressing up under my tail, I clenched my pucker as tight as I could, trying to wiggle away but only to hear a growl of displeasure from the hound.

The forest around me was starting to burn with the hellhound's magic. It was not like anything I had seen before, while the plants and trees burned with living fire the flames were hot and made me sweat but did not burn physically. I soon felt the vines slivering up my paws and wrapping around my wrists. Yelping before I could even react the beast had me bound down and the vine soon work up my arm and around my muzzle as it kept me quiet for what was to come.

I felt the large hot paws clawing down my sides, groaning as they held my hips. I wanted to scream but couldn't get out much more than a muffled yip and whimper from my bound muzzle. The large black cock was drooling hot pre as it ground firmly against my rump, flexing my claws as I felt the hound give a strong thrust and sink his throbbing shaft deep into me. It felt like my insides were burning and I got no time to adjust to the thick shaft before the beast was rocking his hips, working his cock in and out of my tight tailhole.

A moment later the hellhound grabbed my ankle, quickly pulling it up and flipping me on to my side. Tears were dripping down my cheek as I whimpered softly, unable to do anything as the large beast hugged his paws around my leg and started to piston his hips, thrusting harder and deeper. Closing my eyes and panting heavily, my ears pinning back as I could not help but feel my own pink, knotted shaft swelling out, thinking 'why?' to myself as my body found the rough treatment arousing. This display of my cock throbbing and dripping pre on my belly summoning a low rumble from the hellhound as he continued humping into me like I was a bitch in heat.

I don't know for how long I was laying there, head back and panting, becoming lost in a new pleasure of being the hellhound's current bitch. Accepting my fate and relaxing my body as best I could in the current situation. I could hear the sloshing slick sounds of the hound's cock sliding within me and feel his balls hitting my rump getting harder with each thrust.

"Mine!" snarled the hellhound as his claws dug into my thigh and leg followed by a powerful thrust as he held close to me growling with a moan.

My ears pinned back and I let out a muffled yowl, going wide eyed. Panting with rapid breaths, I could feel the bestial cock throbbing deep in me and a strange heat filling me as he pumped shot after shot of his cum into my rump. I looked up to see a wide pleasured grin on the hellhound's maw as I laid my head back, eyes heavy almost glazing over as the forest above me started to spin.

Not sure how long I was out of it for, but when I came to, laying on my back, I could see the hellhound had unbound me and most of the area immediately around us was charred and still smoldering. Splaying my ears however when I realized the hound had not left, a toothy grin spread across his muzzle as I looked to his eye and he stepped in front of me. I shivered as the hellhound stroked a claw under my muzzle, leading me up to my knees.

Somehow I knew what the hound wanted as he led me to his crotch. Panting I could smell his musk and arousal mixed with my own scent. I felt his warm paw stroking down my ears and the back of my head pushing me closer to his still erect cock which I could now see in more detail was pierced with two gold looking barbell studs in the center.

I could feel the vines wiggling and sliding over my legs and up my thigh, curling around the base of my neglected cock just behind the knot. The hound seemed intent on keeping me aroused and erect but never letting me orgasm while he continued to have his way with me.

'What am I doing?' echoed in the back of my mind as I pressed my muzzle up to his hot black shaft and lapped my tongue up from the base to the tip, tasting the warm pre. It had an indescribable odd flavor that clouded my mind more, making me want to have more and serve the hellhound. I could not stop, wrapping my muzzle around the thick length, my tongue curling and licking along the bottom of the beast's cock as I bobbed my head.

I could feel the large paws on my back pressing me into the hellhound's lightly thrusting hips. Hearing the pleasured rumbles and growls above I knew I was doing a good job, still sucking and licking my tongue up and down the shaft, tracing over the studs on the side. I placed one paw on his thigh and felt his furry balls with the other, gently massaging them and noting how full they still seemed. Closing my eyes as I continued to slurp up and down the black length, wanting nothing more than to pleasure the hound as I gently rubbed his hip with one paw and balls in the other.

A snarl and jerk of the hound's hips startled me, ears perking and letting out a yip as his claws dug into my shoulders. Not getting any further warning as my muzzle was pumped full of the beast's luminescent orange cum. Swallowing it without any thought as I continued to suck and lap for more, unable to keep up with the full flow as some dripped out of my maw on to my body and the ground. Letting go of his balls to rub my belly, shivering at the heat that was deep in me now.

"Good boy. You might just make a good pet next we meet" I heard with a rumbling and sigh from the hellhound as he reached his paw down to rub the side of my muzzle and tilted my head up to look into my eyes, gazing deep into my soul.

I pinned my ears back, unable to break the gaze with the hellhound even if I wanted. He grind wide and pushed me over onto my back, chuckling at the sight of my still erect pick cock as it stood out above my dirty white belly fur. I could not move any of my limbs as I laid there watching the hound step to stand over me rubbing his paw over his shaft gently and panting. An almost burning hot stream of glowing greenish-yellow fluid splashed over my face, my muzzle wrinkling up at the bitter taste of the hellhound's urine. He shifted his paw and started to mark down my chest, over my belly and cock, soaking me with his musky scent. Once satisfied the hellhound turned to pad back off into the dark forest and leaving me there on the charred ground panting as a dripping wet mess.

By now I could not resist or hold back from being so pent up as I grabbed my knotted throbbing cock and started pawing wildly. Closing my eyes tightly as my slick paw pads slid up and down my dripping cock moaning and squeezing my knot before letting out a yowl into the now night sky as I sprayed my cum over my already messy chest. Panting deeply as I laid there exhausted and drifted to sleep rather quickly.

I woke up the next morning looking at the charred forest area around me, a reminder that last night was real. Feeling my belly and rubbing a paw over the sticky fur there I could still feel the warmth the hound had left inside me, just as warm as when he first filled me. Not sure why but I could not resist letting out a low murr as the warmth in my belly made me feel all happy inside. Getting up and still a bit sore all over as I looked at my dirty fur and sniffed, shivering as I realized how strongly coated I was with the hellhound's scent. I sighed and quickly started on my way back to my den, still having flash backs in my mind of what had happened. As I arrived back in my den I could only wonder to myself if the hellhound would follow his scent back to this cave I live in...