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Another kill well done

A Drunken Wolf Production

It started as revenge. A twisted game of you kill my mate, I kill yours.The price had been paid and the blood on his paws was an unforgivable amount. There was no way to scrub this sin out. No way to clense or repent against one of the ultimate acts against God. He didn't care anymore though, he cared little about anyone or anything now. What was next? A half empty beer bottle and a cup of peanuts at some rat infested , God forsaken bar. He snorted at the thought picking up his green Marlborlo Menthols slipping one from the box. He spit his tooth pick out in the sink grabbing a lighter. Growling impatiently he grabbed a glass and his good old buddy jack Daniel's No.7 checking his cell phone. He poured the glass to the rim and took a swig. What next in deed he thought lighting his menthol. He knew it wouldn't be much longer before he got the call. The call to kill again.

He shuddered at the thought. Watching the life slowly fade from his victems eyes become an insatiable hunger that drove him to be the best killer after his revenge. His phone rang in the background, almost as if on cue. The address was sent. Time to hunt.

The air was cold out side, tt stung his nose as he breathed. He pulled his stocking cap down over his ears. Panthers weren't meant for this kind of cold. His black fur meant nothing against the cruel wind that ripped at his jacket and blue jeans. He pressed on. The G.P.S. said five miles to go. He would have to hail a taxi from there. He lit another ciggerette flagging down a beat up yellow taxi cab. He hated cabs. The dank smell of old passengers offended his nose. He opened the door and climbed in relunctantly. The address, the only words exchanged. He stared out the window. What a rats nest. The tall buildings of Lansing looking boring in the night's sky.

Lust was building up inside him as he grew closer. The thirst gnawing on his mind to be quenched. It called him. The taxi pulled up infront of an old apartment building. It looked run down with age, graffiti covering everywhere. Cash exchanged from paw to paw, "Keep the change," he growled pushing it back.

The building looked even older on the inside. Disgusting. The stairs creaked as he climbed the flight of wooden stairs up to the second floor. Another ciggerete went up into his muzzle. He'd have to buy more soon if he kept up like this. His phone beeped twice with the "Get it done now" text. Like he'd rush his meal. The clean up crew could wait.

The door gave way with a gentle push. It was always like that. Come in. Have a little fun. Kill. Leave. The same four step process that he tried to enjoy as often as his phone allowed. The apartment was empty. No pictures. No furniture, just a cardboard arrow pointing to the bathroom. The cat hated the clues. He wasn't stupid. He could smell the fear radiating in the direction of his prey. He licked his lips hungrily pushing the bathroom door open. His prize waiting on the other side.

A young collie was curled up in the tub shaking violently. He didn't look a day over 25. He didn't care the age. It wouldn't matter soon anyway. He was gagged and bound. Its paws behind its back. His naked body bruised and battered against the round white porceline. The sweet smell of fear tugged at his nose. It was the best aphrodisiac. The panther pulled him out of the tub throwing him to the floor. He needed room to work.

He felt no remorse for the collie. Why should he. He was just a dollar amount and an address in his cell phone. A nice relief for his hunger and few thousand for the kill. He was probally a dead beat who couldn't pay gambling debts or some other offense. He didn't care. Judgement had already been passed and he was just the grim reaper collecting a soul.

He leaned down over the cowering dog enjoying the flavors of his menthol. He traced a razor sharp claw gently down the collie's face before flicking the finished end into the wall. He stood pulling off his jacket and stocking cap. The collie made a fuss struggling against his bonds as the panther unzipped his jeans. Squirm little fish he thought. Struggle until I leave you breathless. The collie thrashed only exciting the panther more. He purred gently, the rumbling vibrating loudly through the empty bathroom.

His jeans slipped from around his waist, boxers fell next. The collie whined closing his eyes trying to block the powerful cat's muscular form from view. His shirt and jacket next slipped to the floor. Fully nude the large predator was a sight. He licked his lips ready to feast on his meal. First he had to get him ready. The cat made a big show of stroking his large black member free of its sheathe. He made sure the collie knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted him to stink of fear.

He severed the ropes that bound the dogs legs with his long index claw. He forced the dog down to his stomach and pushed his legs open. He could faintly hear the pleading being muffled behind the blue ball gag as his victim tried to tuck its tail. He yanked it up firmly spitting on his pucker. The collie squirmed feebly as the panther pulled the dog a little closer.

He prayed he was strait. Taking that along with his life would be the icing on the cake. He didn't care what sex. All eyes looked the same. He pressed his hard member against his tight opening pushing firmly. The collie arched its back whimpering in pain as the tip stretched into his tail hole. He thrashed underneath the panther as he pushed deeper in. The feline could feel the tightness engulf him as he pierced in through the back.

This was the first half of the ritual. Come in and have fun. He could feel a slow warming sensation starting to form as he pushed deeper in. The collie whined against his gag as the panther tore him more breeding him deeper laying flat on his bound arms. The panther could feel the warmth around his base now starting to seep up to his crotch. He knew this sensation well. It was a better feeling than any lube could supply. He could feel the sensation reach his jewels and slowly drip off. The collie lowered its body defeated against the floor grunting around his gag.

He hoped he hadn't broke in his toy yet. The squirming and kicking underneath him was one of the best perks of the experiance. He pulled the Collie to his knees thrusting heavily making smacking sounds as he pounded. The collie whimpered and tried to brace himself against the panther's onslaught giving the cat what he wanted.

"Fight it," he boomed out echoing through the tiled bathroom.

He could feel the dog growling trying to take the panther's heavy breeding thrusts. Each time thrusting harder or pulling him into his crotch to throw off his anticipation. The panther reached up slicing the back of the ball gag. He ripped it from the dog's mouth allowing him to cry out. He moaned deeply trying to inch away from the panther's maleness.

He was almost done with his toy. His crotch and the dog's rump were coated in blood as he pulled out. He stood up pulling the dog whining to his knees facing him. The collie looking up pleading trying to speak before the panther wrenched open his jaw. He didn't have time for begging. He still had the last two steps to finish before he could get paid.

The panther slid his red slicked cock into the collie's mouth closing his muzzle around it. It was a tight fit for just his first half. He naped the dog digging his claws in forcing the dog back and forth on his cock. He could see the dog's erect cock down between its legs. He was glad the little dead beat found pleasure in his breeding. He raised his foot pressing it down like a trash can pedal. The canine opened its mouth wider to yip and the panther skillfully jabbed the rest of his black length down. The dog gagged around it trying to pull his head free of the panther's grip getting just enough air to continue. It was almost time for his his appetite to be quelled. He could sense the pleasure building as he thrusted deeper down the collie's muzzle.

His mind raced as he prepared himself for his moment picking up speed as the dog fought against him. The panther held him tight by the nape making sure he couldn't pull off. He grabbed the dog's face forcing himself all the way inside the dog's mouth down his throat. It was so close he could taste it on the tip of his tongue. The dog's throat clenching around his member sent him over the edge. He grunted thrusting his hips deep shooting warm liquid down the dog's sealed mouth. This was his moment. He pulled the dog's face up burrying himself all the way in holding him so thier eyes met. He stared down watching the dog's blue eyes plead into his as the air left his lungs.

He watched carefully as the dog slowly stopped fighting against him. He relished watching the saphire color slowly fade to black. The intamacy of the moment was so powerful it made him tingle from ear tip to toe tip as the last drops left him. He released the dog's nape and it slumped lifelessly to the floor. He was full now. The thoughts of the collie giving his life to please him was his thought of ultimate intamacy. The first three steps in his ritual was complete.

The panther rinsed himself clean in the sink. His phone buzzed in the background as he slipped his clothes back on. He knew it was the contracter waiting to send the clean up crew. He wrapped himself in his jacket zipping it up to his neck. Grabbing his phone he hastily texted "Done". He pulled the door behind him feeling full and satisfied. Next he leaned against the wall looking out of a dirty window. Three more seconds of living in the moment he thought. Time to go. The panther padded down the stairs reaching for his lighter and another ciggerrette. Damn, last two. He nodded to two bears in hospital scrubs carrying two wide looking duffel bags. His phone buzzed as he reached the door way. He lit his ciggerrette and read the text. "Another kill well done".

A Drunken wolf Production

This peice is a story written at the request of Zabber the otter as a test of our dark skills. Thanks for the challenge of trying to stump Rego and I. I myself have never written a real dark one till this collaberation. Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for our new full length series "Vessel and Control" coming soon along with updates to "Kotf"