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"Den Of The Okami-Joo"

By, Hraefn

For: gogog

"Gaaahhh!"

A sudden draft. Instant mortification. Kitty cat panties. Not again...

"Hey check it out Kenji! Hellooo kitty!"

With a furious blush and rapidly beating heart the hapless victim tries desperately to reclaim her modesty, yanking down on her skirt against the force of the stick lifting it up. The courtyard is a torrent of laughter, gasps, and hushed whispers.

"Poor Miyako..."

"Why is it always her?"

"Che...she brings it on herself...she's such an airhead..."

"Well it's no wonder...Just look at the size of those milk bags..."

With crimson cheeks she runs...away from another day of harassment. She didn't ask for her body. For her wide curvy hips. Her thick thighs. Her big well rounded butt or her full, supple breasts that push the limits of her D cup bra. As she slows to a walk she releases a deep sigh. Irony was bitter and cruel. The truth was, Miyako was absolutely TERRIFIED of men. Yet, because of her body she was always the object of their lust. Don't cry. Don't you dare cry Miyako. Why couldn't she be stronger? It was true. She WAS an airhead. She let people walk all over her. She was a social irregularity. A misfit. Nothing would ever change. She is pulled out of her melancholy reverie by a familiar voice. She turns to see a slim girl with long raven black hair jogging over, adjusting her glasses as they slide down her nose.

"Miyako! Wait up!"

A genuine smile spreads as Miyako greets her only true friend.

"Hi Nao..."

The smaller girl frowns as she takes stock of her friend's slouching posture and less than enthusiastic tone.

"Oh no. They did it again didn't they?"

Nod. Nod.

"Grrrr! Those rotten hentai bastards! I'll get them..."

The older girl shakes her head, sighing in resignation.

"Forget it Nao. It wouldn't change anything..."

Blink. Blink. Frown.

"What are you talking about Miyako?"

The larger girl throws her bag to the ground in anger.

"I'll still be total ditz! I'll still be terrified of boys! I'll still let everyone use me like a welcome mat! I mean what I said! It won't change ANYTHING!"

Surprise registers along with a bit of fear as the spectacled girl shrinks back. Guilt sets in. Miyako releases a weary sigh.

"I'm sorry Nao...I didn't mean to snap..."

A shrug and a gentle smile. A nimble hand to the shoulder.

"Hey...it's okay Miyako. I know how you must feel, but there's gotta be something you can do."

The downtrodden girl looks down at her friend skeptically. Her tone is bitter. Mocking.

"Yeah? Like what? It's not like I can just magically change over night!"

Nao gasps. She grins almost deviously. Miyako gulps. The look is unnerving.

"Wh-what's with the crazy look Nao?"

The smaller girl chuckles cryptically.

"Nothing...I just had an idea. Have you ever heard of the 'Okami-Joo?' "

Blink Blink. Wha-?

"Uuuhh...the 'Okami-Joo?' What the heck is that?"

Eye roll. Sigh. Head shake.

"Jeez...the 'Wolf Queen!' "

The dumbfounded stare remains. Another sigh of frustration from Nao.

"The 'Okami-Joo' or 'Wolf Queen' is an ancient spirit of the forests. She was worshiped back in the feudal era by the Wolf-Sept. She was supposedly a symbol of feminine strength and spiritual power! Those who offered themselves to her teachings became women of untold strength! The ruins of the shrine are right here you know, in this prefecture. About a mile into the woods. What do you think?"

Blink. Blink. Blank stare.

"About what?"

The smaller girl groans and slaps a hand to her forehead.

"Miyako! You could go to the shrine and pray for her help!"

An INCREDULOUS stare. She was joking right?

"Nao...you don't HONESTLY think that would work...do you?"

Brow raise. Crossed arms. Foot tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Her tone is cool.

"What have you got to LOSE Miyako?"

Damn. She ALWAYS won. A pause. Thinking. A sigh.

"Okay fine. Why not? Lead the way..."

The petite girl shakes her head.

"No no no. It doesn't work that way. You have to go ALONE."

A frightened gulp. A nervous shudder.

"Alone?..."

Affirmative nod. Stern eyes.

"ALOOONE."

Crap. A couple hours later. The path seems to go on forever. Winding. Twisting. Spiraling. Seemingly into nowhere. The light is fading. Why oh why did she always let Nao talk her into these things? Oh right. Wasn't it because she was an idiot? Grumble grumble. No more stones. A dead end? No. There is something up ahead. Gulp. Shudder. The structure is MASSIVE. It looks like a feudal castle. Was this REALLY a shrine?! This...this didn't feel right. What was that just ahead? With timid foot steps the frightened girl moves closer. A canine shape. A statue? A wolf. A wolf statue...and a sign:. 'Den of The Okami-Joo' Well. This was it. Damn this place was creepy...

"Alright alright. Get a grip Miyako...just say the stupid prayer and get out. How did it go?"

She racks her brain for the words. Oh yeah! There they were.

"Okami-Joo...queen of the wolves. I need your strength. I need your power. I am weak. I am broken. I offer you my soul. I offer you my mind. I offer you my body. I am yours. Claim me and make me whole..."

A wind dances through the trees, picking up volume and power. A strange force is evident in the ancient lands. A whimper escapes the now terrified girl's throat as her body starts to resonate. The winds morph and twist into a new form, a tangible figure in the distance. Emerald lights pierce through the maelstrom like feral eyes upon a bestial visage. The howling of the winds becomes the howling of wolves. A voice prevails. Feminine but fierce...commanding and primal.

"...Hehehe...welcome to my domain...worship your queen..."

The world bleeds away. Blackness cloaks Miyako's frantic mind. There is only silence. Stillness... Delirium. Confusion. Hazy visions and cold sensations. Where is she? Brrr! She's freezing! Why is she- She's NAKED! A silent scream. Her mouth is gagged, yet her breathing is unhindered. A...a ring gag, spreading her mouth wide open but disallowing speech. Oh God...where is she?! It's dark. She can't see. No. Not dark. She's blind folded. She attempts to move her limbs but they refuse to obey her, bound in place by heavy knots. The binding is fabric. It's tight but causes no serious pain. Where is the ground? Below her. She's dangling like a marionette. Her legs are spread wide by some contraption. Moving them yields a strange resistance. A metal bar. Where the hell is she?! As if answering her frantic thoughts a familiar voice pierces the abyss of her hectic mind. A voice...from the wind.

"Hehehehe...I see you are awake now little bitch... I do hope you are comfortable. We're going to have a LOT of fun..."

The tone sends shivers down Miyako's spine. So icy and fiercely commanding yet...seductive? Who is she? Once more her mysterious captor seems to read her mind.

"I am known by many names. To my followers I am the 'Okami-Joo'...but to you...I am MISTRESS... You offered your flesh to me...and I mean to HAVE it. Oh yes. I will break you. I will mold you into a TRUE wolf bitch. You will evolve. You will become one of my children..."

The paralyzing, all consuming fear those words induce is INCALULABLE. Thrashing. Moaning. Groaning. It's no use. She could not hope to escape. Padded footsteps resonate off ancient wood floors as the figure approaches. Furred paws remove Miyako's blindfold. Blinking away the fog in her irises she shakes her short disheveled brown hair from her eyes. Staring up at her captor her blood runs cold as ice...

Standing triumphantly before her is a she wolf. A she wolf on two legs. The figure is tall. At least six feet. Her shoulders broad. The form is VERY feminine. Wide powerful hips. Thick heavily muscled thighs and legs. A large supple ass. Her body is PERFECTLY toned, with impressive musculature on proud display. Her breasts are full double D's. Her face is long with features of the most divine beauty, offset by the fierce predatory glint of a savage beast. Her irises are of a primal emerald green. Her mane reaches her shoulders, the shade of fresh blood with a fringe of deep blue. Her entire form is coated in thick luxurious gray fur which bleeds into a soft creamy white along her face and down her torso. A heavy, fluffy tail swishes excitedly in the air behind her as deadly fangs glint in a wicked grin. What was more...the humanoid she wolf is completely devoid of ANY clothing. Her mighty bust is on proud display, her pink nipples fully erect...displaying her feral lust. Her sex is a swollen rosen shade as well and drips sticky fluids in copious amounts, saturating her pubic fur...

"Hehehe...your expression is priceless my little bitch... Mmmm...you ARE a prize..."

As she speaks the she wolf reaches out to roughly caress the human girl's pendulous swinging breasts. Digits twist and pinch erect nipples, yielding moans of pain and subdued pleasure...

"Yes...so responsive. You will be great fun..."

Miyako whimpers in both fear and...slowly growing...lust... Sudden pain snaps her head backward as a strange fusion between a scream of agony and a moan of pleasure escapes her throat. Red welts rise up from the human's tender, pale flesh as the she-wolf withdraws an outstretched paw. She drives it home again. And again. And again, grinning in depraved, fiendish delight as she watches the pale flesh jiggle beneath her brutal ministrations.

"Mmmmmrrrrrrr...yes. Very nice..."

Predatory eyes scan the girl's writhing form, coming to rest upon her dripping wet pussy. Swollen with need. Wolven features split into a leer.

"Oh I just KNEW you were a filthy little slut the moment I saw you. Your dirty little cunt is SOAKED... You love it don't you BITCH?!"

Desperate whimpers fall upon indifferent ears as the lupine woman unceremoniously plunges two fingers deep into Miyako's gushing cunny. The human girl shrieks in agony as her hymen is ruptured. Blood pours out from her violated womanhood and down her legs before pooling on the floor. Tears stain her contorted face as her body racks in pain. Withdrawing fingers soaked with a cocktail of blood and ejaculate, the she wolf smears them into her slave's face with a sneer.

"How does it feel slut?"

She drives the fingers into the crying girl's gaping mouth.

"Mmmmm...TASTE it bitch! Taste yourself..."

The helpless girl chokes on the nauseating mixture, sobbing uncontrollably by this point as her body shudders violently. The lupine woman pets her 'sad' little puppy.

"Awww...poor little bitch...want it to stop already? But we haven't even STARTED yet. Wait here my pet... I'll be right back..."

Miyako's eyes quiver in trepidation as she watches her 'mistress' disappear into a dark chamber, only to emerge a moment later with a rather large object in her possession and a wicked grin upon her muzzle.

"Ah...here it is..."

As the she wolf steps into the light, Miyako can see that the object in question appears to be a VERY large dildo of some sort, but it does NOT look like any she has any knowledge of. It is a bright red, in the shape of a canine phallus, knot and all. It is at least ten inches long and eight around. It's a monster... There is something else as well... It appears to be double ended with one side significantly smaller and set at an almost forty five degree angle. The she wolf chuckles darkly as her slave trembles in abject terror.

"Hehe...time to break in that virgin hole of yours fuck-meat...Say hello to my 'little' friend...but first..."

The lupine woman moves before her plaything, draping one leg over the human's shoulder and shoving her sopping wet folds before her mouth.

"Better lube me up little bitch...come on...EAT your mistress' hot pussy!"

With a shriek of objection Miyako tries to turn away. It does not please mistress Joo. With a dangerous snarl the she wolf grabs the back of her slave's head and smashes her sticky cunt against her nose.

"I SAID...GET that TOGUE into my WET PUSSY...NOW!!"

With a broken resolve and tear stained face Miyako complies. The wolf has a powerful odor and a stronger taste. Sweet but spicy. Musky. Both the scent and the flavor are intoxicating, drawing an unintended shudder of ecstasy from the abused human slave. Miyako's tongue prods through the wet canine folds only to be brutally carressed by her mistress' fleshy inner walls. Sticky fluid gushes forth in such copious amounts she fears she will drown in it. The fem-cum soon stains her entire face before traveling down into the valley of her swaying breasts in a hot, sticky, sopping wet mess. The lupine dominatrix hisses in rapture.

"That's it you little whore! Slurp on that cunt! Work that tongue deep into my pussy! EAT THAT PUSSY! YES! Fuck YES!"

As a fresh torrent of cunny juice surges forth the she wolf pulls back, splattering the slave's face with a steaming hot mess. With a dark chuckle she holds the dildo over her soaked and still dripping mound. With a slight push the short end of the massive rod enters her with a loud 'POP!' The dildo hangs from the she wolf's crotch like a natural phallus. It bobs with every light step as she raises the human girl's rump to her waste.

"This is going to hurt...A LOT..."

Miyako screams in horror as the lupine woman slams her hips into that massive artificial cock, stretching her wide open... No mercy. The cock head rams past the human's cervix and fills her womb. The knot lodges in her virgin cunt...the pain is so intense she nearly blacks out...

"That's it...Mmmmm...gonna fuck you into a gaping filthy mess you fucking WHORE!"

Miyako's vision goes blurry, fading in and out of reality as the pain reaches a sickening crescendo. The chamber echoes with the sound of hot sticky flesh slapping together with a lewd 'SPLACKT! SPLACKT SPLACKT!' Her formerly virgin cunny is gaping. The abused flesh is a dark rosen shade as it contracts in chaotic intervals, milking and sucking at the artificial cock as it spears her open again and again. A cocktail of sweat and her own ejaculate splurts forth with every nerve shredding, shudderingly savage impact. Time is lost to her breaking mind as it is torn between hellish agony and numbing pleasure. She loses count of her orgasms after thirteen, and by that point she is barely coherent...her vision clouded by a fog as she slowly slips into the abyss...

White light drives a spike into the the slave's throbbing brain as she slowly comes to. Her flesh is hot and sticky. Smeared with sweat and cunt juice. A nigh demonic chuckle sends a violent shiver down her spine. Familiar foot paws come into Miyako's line of sight as she stares at the floor. Too exhausted to lift her head. She is sitting now, but the chair is FAR from comfortable. It's cold steel and her legs are lifted and strapped into a set of stirrups, Exposing her still aching pussy to the open air. Still caked with blood, sweat, and fem- cum. Her arms too are bound by leather straps.

"Finally awake my little fuck-toy?! About damn time! You've been 'resting' for well over an hour..."

As Miyako gradually lifts her heavy head, the curvacious body of her lupine 'mistress' comes into full view. Evidently mistress Joo had chosen to clothe herself...if what she wore could really be called 'clothing' that is...

The she-wolf is dressed in knee high black leg warmers which hug her thick thighs in a most pleasing way, while leaving her sexy foot paws bare. Upon her hips is a black leather g-string which left her luscious well rounded ass cheeks on full display. It is crotchless as well. Not only exposing her seemingly perpetually oozing cunt but spreading it open. Completing the kinky ensemble is a black leather corset, with her ample double D's spilling out of the top. Her perky pink nipples still hard as rock. She regards her pet with a wolven leer.

"Does my little bitch like it? I dressed up just for you..."

As the she-wolf speaks she slowly circles her hapless slave with a predatory glare, trailing her digits along the poor girl's over-sensitive flesh.

"Oh...don't worry little cunt-licker...Momma brought something for YOU too..."

Miyako's blood freezes over. WHAT could she be talking about?! Her earthen hues double in size as her lupine captor opens a small black box...containing various needles and pieces of sterling body jewelry... A sinister grin dominates the she-wolf's muzzle.

"That's right lil slut puppy. Go ahead. Pick out something nice. Momma's gonna make you reeeaaal pretty!"

The human slave thrashes savagely in an utterly futile attempt to free herself from her bonds. Succeeding only in bruising her tightly bound limbs. With a cold snicker mistress Joo approaches her pet. Humming to herself she withdraws a VERY thick needle from the box before setting it down. With a sultry lick of her lips she begins to sterilize the surgical steel.

"Excellent choice my pup. A BOLD statement. I like that..."

With this cryptic utterance the she-wolf approaches the thrashing schoolgirl. With a firm paw she forces her down. Sharp emerald pierces her earthen hues.

"Sssshhhh...just relax. This won't hurt a bit..."

With precise control the lupine woman pinches her pup's left nipple. Tugging hard she pulls the pink bud of flesh taught, inducing a whimper from Miyako. With perfect aim she plunges the needle into and through the captive flesh.

"AaAaAAGGGGHhHNnNYYYaAAA!!!!!!"

The wolven female winces under the impact of the girl's pained shriek.

"...Hehehe...It'll hurt a LOT..."

With tears streaming down her cheeks Miyako collapses in a heaving, sobbing mess into the chair which restrains her. She barely notices as the she-wolf swiftly withdraws the needle and fixes a large, thick ring into place with a ball bearing hanging from one end, the weight tugging ever so slightly at her swollen nipple. Just as her breathing begins to return to normal, Miyako's head is thrown back in another violent shriek as the pain is repeated on her right nipple... By the time the ordeal is over she's a trembling heaving wreck...and her lupine tormentor is beside herself with joy.

"Oh! Look at how sexy you look! Such a pretty little cunt-slut. Now for the crow jewel!"

The slave's pain ravaged mind can barely process what she just heard. At least, until mistress Joo retrieves a LARGER needle from the little black box with a TRULY blood curdling grin. By now she no longer has the strength to thrash and merely lies there with a look of numb abject horror and shock as the glinting steel is waved before her. The lupine woman pauses, humming to herself as she considers her next move. She studies her slave's filthy cunt carefully. Placing the needle down for a moment she bathes the stained flesh before spreading the still sore slit. eliciting a sharp hiss of dull pin from Miyako. With skillful digits the she-wolf massages the human girl's engorged labia, gradually encouraging a steady flow of pleasure. Then she moves to her pet's clitoral hood. Withdrawing the thin pink flesh and gasping in delight. The wolf bitch stands with a triumphant grin.

"PERFECT! Just the spot. Aren't you a lucky one?! Not many have a clit large enough for THAT kind of piercing...but yours is a beauty my lil bitch!"

Miyako's eyes widen in realization as her 'mistress' licks her lips hungrily.

"Mmmm...but for such a...procedure...we need to get you nice and aroused. Don't want to tear now do you?"

The bound human girl shakes her head in frantic terror as the she-wolf chuckles wickedly.

"That's what I thought. Now just relax my lil slut. I just KNOW you'll love this..."

With that the canine shoves her snout into her slave's already damp crotch. With a long and deep inhale she shudders in ecstasy as her own folds begin to spurt fem-cum all over her thighs, matting the fur there before pooling on the floor. With a final lick of her feral chops she gives the oozing pink folds a slow, thorough lick from the human girl's puckered butt-hole to her quivering clit. Miyako let's forth a VERY different kind of shriek as intense ecstasy rocks her body in heavy waves. Withdrawing with a lewd, sloppy wet slurp, Joo severs the strand of pussy juice connecting her maw to her slave's sopping wet cunt with a side swipe of her tongue, murring at the tangy taste.

"OOOOHHH...MMMNNN... SUCH a DELICIOUS fucking pussy you have! Sweeter than cherry pie!"

The lupine woman snickers at her own joke before spreading the human's saturated labia. Taking a moment to stare hungrily at her contracting pink tunnel before diving right back in. With a warm wet canine nose to the girl's clit and tongue within her gripping folds, Joo begins to truly eat out her 'slut puppy' in EARNEST. The slave writhes to a new sensation as the she-wolf's tongue curls, caresses, probes, and flicks ALL the right places. The humans cunt contracts wildly, desperately milking at the soft, wet intruder. The smell of throbbing, hot, oozing pussy fills the air as Miyako pants and moans with unbridled pleasure, her juices gushing like a river down her ass cheeks and completely SATURATING her mistress' facial fur. Withdrawing her sopping wet muzzle with a loud wet 'SPLOP!' Joo hungrily laps up the trail of gooey nectar with a murr of intense satisfaction.

"Fuck yeah baby. That's the GOOD stuff. I should call you 'candy-cunt'...but it's time we wrapped this up..."

Miyako' s back arches violently as twin digits are thrust into her spasming cunny. With expert dexterity the she-wolf curls them upward, placing a furry palm upon her pet's pubic region with stern yet gentle pressure. With another wolven leer she rubs the tips of her probing digits against a lump of spongy, slightly bumpy flesh...

"NnnNNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!"

Instantly Miyako bucks, screams, moans and pants in the most EXQUISITE euphoria she's ever known. Toes curl, her body shakes, her tongue lolls and her mistress chuckles.

"THAT would be your g-spot my lil candy-cunt..."

The she-wolf is MERCILESS. Pumping into her human's quivering cunt like a piston and attacking that sweet spot SAVAGELY. The air is thick with wet sex and carnal screams. Finally as Miyako's body goes rigid, the she-wolf withdraws her pumping paw in time to catch the first blast of cunt juice as it hits her square in the face. COMPLETELY saturating her and collecting in the valley of her heaving furry mounds before dripping onto the floor in a gooey wet mess. With a ravenous hunger the lupine dominatrix plunges her muzzle back into her slave's squirting, spasming slit. Drinking down several greedy mouthfuls before letting the rest collect. Bulging her cheeks lewdly. With a sinister twinkle in her emerald hues she presses her muzzle to the human's parted mouth in a steaming, sticky, wet, tongue kiss. Forcing her slave's own juices down her throat as her own canine tongue ruthlessly assaults the human's. Pulling back as the delirious girl coughs in a violent, desperate need to breathe, the wolf- bitch retrieves the intimidating needle. Without warning she pulls the post orgasmic human's clit taught and drives the surgical steel home. The scream shakes the walls. Miyako is incapable of coherent thought. In this moment all that exists is the burning, hellish agony that shoots like malicious lightning through her convulsing frame. Blackness lays claim to her vision...

When it bleeds away the glint of something metallic between her legs catches her eye. With a terrible weakness she manages to lift her head to look. Through her swollen clit is a sterling ring of truly intimidating girth. Furry paws caress her still tensed shoulders. A canine tongue laps at her neck.

"Hehehehehe...good slut..."

Through the endless abyss of a shattered mind the sound of the creaking wood penetrates. The slut raises her head and meets her master's gaze with blank earthen hues. Her tongue lolls as she pants heavily in time with the rhythmic buzzing between her sopping wet thighs. The curvacious feminine figure at the door approaches with a seductive sway in her well rounded hips, canine tail swishing lazily behind her. As she comes into the light so to does her primal grin. Savage emerald depths bore into the blank pools of the broken cunt-slut kneeling before her. The Okami Joo kneels before her new pet, the folds of her canine pussy splurting and drooling sweet nectar as she does. She examines the tag upon the leather collar around her pet's neck. The kanji engraved within the sterling metal shine's bright. 'Miyako' Wolven lips curl into another dark smile. The lupine mistress idly strokes along the vibrator strapped into the human's quivering, oozing cunt.

"Good girl..."