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Dark Desires

This story is intended for ages 18 and up, it contains the following themes: Kidnapping, Mild Rape-play, Light Knife-play, Biting, Bondage, Spanking, Anal, Oral and Vaginal Intercourse.

If you are sensitive about any of these, then please stop here.

Sunset, the sky was painted brilliant shades of crimson and gold with just a hint of purple as night approached. The chilly autumn air blew through the dying leaves of the oak trees that grew on the edge of a public park. There were very few visitors at this time, the children and active individuals having gone to their warm homes hours ago. A lone woman strode through one of the grassy clearings towards the woods, stark naked as if to challenge the weather.

Raven was accustomed to rarely wearing clothing, something that was actually widely accepted among the anthro community, she felt less constricted without. Her black and violet fur provided adequate protection from the cold and it didn't hurt she would often use her bat-like wings as a make-shift cloak. A sudden gust blew through the clearing, rustling her hair and brushing her tail. She reached up to tuck her bangs behind the ram horns that sprouted out of her head. Under normal circumstances she too would be at home, possibly snuggled under a blanket next to the fireplace. But earlier today she received a mysterious letter, there was no return address and it simply read: 8 PM, woods in the park. Follow the bonfire. At first she decided on not going, but eventually her curiosity got the best of her.

And so there she was, standing three feet from the tree-line and contemplating still going back home. Despite being nervous she pushed on and entered the forest; it wasn't like she had anything better to do and her mate wasn't answering her texts. Stepping through the low-hanging brush and ducking under a few tree branches she soon found herself in complete darkness. She was able to see in the dark about as well as any other fox, but there was still some difficulty making out where she was. She soon caught sight of the glimmering light of a bonfire a fair distance through the thick trees and headed straight towards it like a moth.

She had only been inside for about twenty minutes before an uneasy feeling latched onto the back of her neck, the feeling of being watched. Her destination wasn't very much farther so she pressed on, trying to ignore that basic instinct. It eventually became harder to do so as every now and then there was a subtle sound of movement, twigs snapping and brush being rustled. Once the sounds ceased she thought maybe it was her imagination, tricks the dark played on one's mind. But she found herself regretting that thought as a strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist and a hand holding some kind of rag clamped over her mouth. She was surprised initially, but quickly tried to struggle, to no avail as the attacker's grip stayed firm. As her vision faded to blackness the last thing her mind latched onto was the faint scent of sweet yet rotten fruit.

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A faint scratching sound, that was what beckoned Raven back to consciousness. She slowly opened her eyes, blinking repeatedly to try and refocus her vision. Everything was a blurry mass of dark shapes, remaining that way for several minutes and making it almost impossible to gauge her surroundings. The main thing she could define was a dark figure with strips of green leaning against what was likely a wall. From what she could tell the figure was doing something with its hands to make the scratching sound, a bright glimmer catching the light in steady intervals.

She tried to get up but quickly found her arms were tied behind her back, her wings held closed by leather straps as well. A spreader bar was holding her feet and legs firmly open, making it impossible to stand up. Her attempts to move proved fruitless, so she sat in defeat after struggling for a minute. "So, you are awake." Raven jumped slightly at the unexpected _male_voice, it sounded familiar but she found her hearing was also dampened.

After a pregnant pause the figure spoke again, "Had no idea chloroform would last so long," there was a hint of a chuckle under his breath, "still, at least it gave me enough time to set this all up." The figure pushed off of the wall and began coming closer, the bright object in his hand taking on more of a form; a knife. The feeling of uneasiness swiftly evolved into terror as the male came closer and closer, brandishing what she could now for sure make out as a large hunting knife. She could feel sweat building up on her face as her eyes grew wider with each of his steps; a slight trickle of tears began pouring out of her eyes. "P-please, let me go," she began to plead, "I p-promise I won't t-tell anyone, just please, don't h-hurt me." Had she lost her mind? She had been unconscious for who knows how long and was just now thinking there was even a slight chance of being set free?

As she feared, he just chuckled in response, "Now why would I want to do that?" he kneeled down to face her, it was her mate Aiden! The black and green furred wolf slowly stood back up and continued, "After all, I went through all this trouble of luring you out here, secluding us so we won't be disturbed." He reached up to gently brush his paw against her shocked face, wiping away some of her tears. "Don't you think I deserve a little something for my trouble?"

He quickly pulled his paw away and replaced it with the flat of the knife resting on her cheek. Her feelings of surprise were quickly replaced by a vile combination of terror, sadness and a touch of bitter anger. They remained like that for a few moments, tears still pouring steadily down her face with a couple droplets gliding over the blade once in a while. "Why are y-you doing t-this?" she at least wanted to know what was going on in his head that would make him think this was a good idea.

He tilted his head and cocked an ear questioningly, "For fun of course." As if to provide some kind of example, he reached down with his free hand and grasped one of her supple breasts. She gasped at his firm yet gentle touch; he knew her pleasure points all too well. He slowly dragged the knife down her cheek, then her neck, across her collar bone and eventually coming to a stop at the nipple piercing of her other tit. The metal-on-metal made a pleasant clinking sound as he playfully dragged the tip back and forth. He knelt back down, keeping the knife's cold surface pressed against her nipple. Reaching towards her clit, he teasingly rubbed a finger across her lips, making her gasp and moan. He then moved his mouth toward her breast and gently clamped his lips over the nipple, using his tongue to play with the piercing sensually. She began shivering and murring, the juices of her cunt beginning to flow steadily.

Once he was satisfied by how much she had loosened up, he stood back up and put his back to her, chuckling at the slight whine she produced in objection. He set the knife down on a chair; he turned back to her with a gag-ball in one hand and a riding crop in the other. She eyed him curiously, knowing anything she would say at this point wouldn't stop him. He walked over to her and placed the ball over her lips, as if asking her to open up. She took the hint and complied, after slowly opening her mouth he shoved in the ball and clasped the straps behind her head. He then knelt down and hoisted her up by one of her arms, forcing her to stand with her legs wide open. He then dragged her over to a small table and made her lay down, her legs hanging over at the knee.

Twirling the riding crop a little he began circling her, giving the sides of her ass a quick \ **swack* *. With each impact Raven winced and gave little yelps through her gag, saliva building up in her mouth. Aiden reached out and groped her tits again, this time a little more roughly, twisting her piercings and squeezing the nipple. He then slowly moved his hand back down to her pussy, sticking one finger in and out with a rhythm and eventually moving up to two, then three fingers. She writhed in pleasure, moaning loudly and twisting as best she could, Aiden chuckled at the sight. He got down on his knees and situated his head in between her legs, inching his muzzle closer and closer to her clit. His tongue slid out and ran up her lips, flicking about at the clit and then delving deeply inside her pussy. She tossed her head around in ecstasy and let out more loud and sloppy moans, spittle running down the corners of her mouth.

He suddenly stopped, much to his "victim's" protest, and stood up. Reaching around her back, he pulled her upright and then to her knees on the ground. He then unfastened the gag and only let her take a couple proper breaths before shoving his neon green cock into her mouth. "Ooooh, yeah, take all of it you little bitch, suck that dick." She stared up at him with wide eyes, he wasn't usually this lust driven; she actually found herself liking being man-handled. Trying her best to keep up with him and not choke on his thick cock, she loosened up her jaw and slithered her tongue out and along his bulging veins. He had his hands clasped on the sides of her head, roughly humping into her face and moaning loudly in excitement from the sounds of her partially gagging. She let out some guttural moans as she felt hit knot beginning to form in her mouth, the bulbous object expanded slowly.

Aiden quickly pulled out of her mouth with a wet \ **pop* *, "That's enough, I think," he huffed with a growl; "time to get you on your feet!" Roughly he hoisted her up and back onto the table with her arms above her head and legs dangling off the edge. "Oof, please be more gentle-" she began to protest, but her words were changed to a loud gasp as he bit down on her throat. It wasn't hard enough to draw blood, but enough to shut her up for a moment, "You don't call the shots here, bitch!" she stared at him in disbelief. He had a dangerous and confident look in his eye, one she thought she understood. He leaned towards her and they locked lips, a deep and passionate kiss that sent her mind into a flood of emotions. He bobbed and pushed his lips onto her, moaning and flicking his tongue about the inside of her mouth, their tongues wrestling for dominance.

She eventually yielded and let out a lustful moan to break off the kiss, strings of saliva stretching as far as they could to connect their mouths together. "Please..." Aiden's ears perked, "P-Please... I-I want you..." He stared at her for what felt like an eternity, then the lighting suddenly shifted just right so his face was mostly covered in shadow, only leaving his mouth visible. A very devious smile crept across his lips and he responded with a deep and breathy "As you 'wish'."

He positioned his throbbing member at her entrance and slowly moved in, piercing her walls and sliding in snugly up to his knot. She wasn't aware, but he had something special planned so he didn't want to get too riled up. Slowly, he continued to thrust until she loosened up more, setting a rhythm with a constant in and out motion. Eventually he started to get more aggressive, slamming in faster and harder, but still maintaining some control. An audible \ **thwack -* thwack - thwack * rolled throughout the room amongst moans and pants, Aiden huffed in a lust-driven haze while Raven moaned and gasped. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to her climax as he continued to pound her sweet spot, "Ooooh, Aiden. Yes!"

He took her pleads as a sign to increase his efforts and leaned forward to kiss her deeply, groping her breasts sensually. Just as he began gently twisting her nipples he felt her walls convulse and tighten up, barely letting him pull out. He quickly moved one of his hands down to her cunt and inserted a couple fingers to keep the waves of her orgasm coming, receiving a generous amount of lubrication. While her climax tapered off he moved lower to her anus and gently pushed in one of his now slick fingers. She gasped more in surprise than pleasure but quickly eased into the experience as he began to finger her hole, "Mmnnn, you're tight as hell." Aiden groaned.

It didn't take long for him to loosen her up with three fingers; once she was ready he positioned his still wet cock and dove in. He considered starting slow but quickly dashed the thought when he could feel how eager her ass was. She was practically begging for him tie her, he went straight for hard and fast thrusts. His knot continuously smacked into her ring, causing her to moan and grunt with every motion, she would thrash her head every now and then as well. "Ffffuuuuuck you are tight, I don't think I could knot you even if I wanted," Aiden grunted through his teeth, ignoring his mate when she asked what he meant. He growled loudly as he could feel himself getting closer, his balls churned and cock pulsed harder than before.

At long last the moment had come and he felt a wave of pleasure hit him like a freight train; he began to cum harder than he could stand, letting out a massive howl. Burst after burst he coated her bowels with his seed before eventually pulling out, letting the remainder spray all over her chest and stomach. Through slightly blurred vision he watched as she writhed in ecstasy, her face having small stream of sperm dripping down. He lethargically walked around her, unfastening her restraints and picking her up in his arms. They kissed each other deeply as he stumbled carefully to a bed in one of the other rooms. With a carefully planned fall they plopped onto the soft mattress and cuddled up together, planting little kisses on each other's lips and faces.

"That was great," Raven purred in Aiden's ear, "Yeah, we should do it again."

"Only next time, I get to use the whip." She grinned slyly at him, giggling at his slightly worried look.