A Chance Meeting
Disclaimer: ([email protected]) This is a story of fiction (obviously) the author relinquishes responibility for the reader. If you are reading this story you must already be a mature adult. If you do not enjoy reading stories that contain Forced sex, rape, abuse, slavery or punishment. The story, a work of fiction, does not reflect the authors views, violence, rape and assorted other nasties are not condoned (This is one of my first works, and very first posted (and furry) work, please be gentle. It was purposely kept short, and jumped to the action because i am unconvinced i can yet put together the needed elements for a more cohesive story, please forgive me.)
- * * Maltus couldnt believe his good fortune, hidden high in the branches of a ever-green tree he watched his newest prey skitter nervously through the undergrowth. He run his hands through the mane of dark, reddish fur and down over his sleek canine muzzle, running his tongue over sharp teeth and long incisors. The poor little kitty couldnt be more then starting her teens, but she was a cutey already. Black and white striped and flowing hair, she was overburderned with the water buckets she had to carry, forced all the way out here into danger for whoever she was working for. Good thing for Maltus, bad thing for her. He timed it perfectly, just as she passed under his tree he dropped, the second he landed behind her his arms snaked out, large and well muscled they easily trapped her against him. One of his large hands clamped around her muzzle and the other around her arms, it was a simple matter to lift her off her feet even as she shrieked into his hand, and carry her further away from the camp. The entire hour long walk she fought him, kicking and screaming and fighting, the things he whispered in her ear didnt help either, whispering of all the tihngs he would do to her when they were far enough away. She kicked her legs, a good foot or so off the ground, her arms struggled and her head thrashed, all the time squirming against him he knew he couldnt wait till he got home, no, he would have to taste her prize now. Whipping off his belt it was easy to work around her muzzle and pull tight around her head, he couldnt have her screaming, not yet, not this close to her camp. Holding her by the head he skirted a large fallen tree to use as cover and forced her down. With a shove her had her on the ground, her head pushed down into the dirt and fallen leaves, for the first time he got a good look at her face, bright blue eyes widened in fear, the thin, moist lines down her cheeks that proofed she'd been crying already. With a jerk of his arm he pulled her head in closer to her body, folding her double on the forest floor and bent over her back to whisper in her ear, breathy and low 'You the cutest yet.' He tightened his grip on the back of her neck 'I'm just going to sample you now, i usually wait to fuck-' the emphisis on that last word caused her whole body to thrash, but he had her securely now, he continued lesurely '-my toys, but for you, i'll make an exception.' She fought harder now, struggling against him, but the position made it all but impossible to move, and she couldnt scream no matter how she tried, the only sound she made was the rustingly of leaves and the heavy, hoarse sound of her breath, sharp and hard through her nose. Maltus, with his free hand reached between them and grabbe the back of her long skirt, with a little working her got it out from under her knees and up, her tail lashed against him and, with one last push her bared her to the world, her rump pressed against his hips, skirt and shift pushed onto her back he took the oppertunity to move backwards and peer down at his prize. She continued to fight him, pulling and twisting, her tail lashing, her hips squriming to straighten herself out into a more managable position. It only succeeded in exciting him further. Covering her body with his once more he again used his free hand to push his pants down to his knees, to expose himself and let his tip rest against her netherlips. The second it touched she shieked - a muffled and pitiful sound - and tried to draw away to no avail. Leaning over her back once more he licked her ear and whispered 'Are you a virgin?' At her sudden thrashing he grined 'I knew you where.' Maltus lent himself back, spitting into his hand and reaching between them he grasped himself, with his other hand he tightened his grip on the back of her neck and lent into her, with her struggling increasing he guided himself between her lips, his saliva coating the inna lips as his cock pushed past, he could feel the tight hole just inside spread under the onslaught, from the girl he heard, and felt a whine building in the back of her throat. Within seconds the large head of his cock had pushed its way in and sat nestled just on the inside of that tight muscle ring. The second the head popped in, the girl's body jerked, she could feel the stretching of her lips and the slow speading of her opening, and that was bad enough, the burning, the stretching pain, but the feeling of that head popping in, the feeling of it stretching her insides was almost unbearable, Maltus lent over her once more, the pressure of his body pushing his cock deeper into her body 'So tight.' He licked her ear again 'And hot.' He nibbled 'And all mine.' With that, shifting his hand from himself, to her hip he gripped tightly and thrust, the girl beneath him jerked and shuddered, but didnt make a sound, his cock pushed into her without any trouble, position and his weight made it easy to break through and into her body. The girls muscles spasmed, clenching around the shaft inside her, trying to expell the intruder but only served to further hurt the poor creature. Maltus groaned in her ear as her muscles clamped around him, feeling every velvety inch of his new price he relished the feeling before pulling slowly out and thrusting back into her, causing yet another spasming jerk from her body. Able to feel every bump and vein in Maltus' cock the girl couldnt control her tears, gasping and choking, confined by the muzzle she shook with the power of her sobs and the power of his thrusts Removing his hand from her neck, Maltus held her hips in both hands, pulling her back against him with every thrust he worked the entire length of his cock in and out of her. With each thrust, enjoying the way her body shuddered and trembled and knowing he wouldnt last long, slowly he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into the girl, his huge knot slamming against her with each thrust until finally he managed to work it inside. The girl under him howled and thrashed at the new intrusion, pulling in every direction to free herself she could barely think through the pain, as Maltus continued to make short, powerful thrusts, his knot expanding further and pressing her walls further apart something inside her just snapped, and she gave up fighting.He still hurt, more then she could understand, but she couldnt fight him and instead went limp under his thrusting With a final push, maltus buried himself into the girl, long ropes pumping into her, the only response was a faint jerk as the heat of his semen filled her. Straightening the girl out he let himself collapse ontop of her to recooperate, momentarily sated, but not for long.