FSE

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This chapter is a little more focused on filling in the details of the story then the yiff. It is aimed for setting up the conclusion for the series.

Standing in this strange place, paralyzed with fear, John stared into the large wolfs eyes. He still couldn't believe his luck in running into another one of these monsters. This white-furred male did not seem happy with this human at all. John had no idea who Arrana was or why this wolf seemed to be so pissed off. Suddenly it hit him, Arrana might be the name of that black she-wolf that had captured and been raping him. Maybe this male wolf was her enemy and he might be able to talk him into dealing with her for him.

"Uh, I am not sure who Arrana is. However, there was this big, black female wolf with these piercing blue eyes that kidnapped me. She is the one that took me to this place and dragged me to her cave. I am trying to escape her, please can you help me?" John half begged this great beast.

"Oh, she kidnapped you and brought you here, eh? That would explain why a human is in MY forest. That damn Arrana is too obsessed with her sick fetish for humans. She frequently drags them up here and has her way with them until they piss her off enough to make her eat them. They usually don't last long and she violates our rules every time she brings a human into these lands. I really need to find her to put some sense in that thick skull of hers," the wolf replied with an irritated tone.

"Breaking the rules by takes humans to these lands? What is going on, where am I?" John asked, confused.

"Even a human can figure out that you are in no ordinary place. I mean the fact that you met me and Arrana could tell you that much. Now where exactly you are at is a lot harder for your little mind to comprehend. I guess the best way to put it is you are technically in a realm that is outside the world of man."

"What the hell do you mean, outside the world of man?" the human asked in a slightly angry tone.

"I knew your mind could not comprehend it. The truth about why this place isn't known by the rest of you humans is because your kind is too closed minded. Ages ago, humans were much more opened minded to the world and its secrets. There was talk of magic and monsters like dragons. You all believed in and feared the supernatural. Then came science and reasoning and humanity ceased believing in us and the supernatural. Once they closed their minds, your world and ours split in a way. Humans cannot normally come here since they do not believe this place could possibly exist. However, we do believe in you so our kind can travel into your world. It is a sort of a one way trip," The male wolf said with a large grin.

"Wait a second. If what you say is true, how the hell did I end up here? I don't believe in the supernatural at all. Arrana, if that is that vile creature's name, shouldn't have been able to take me captive and drag me to your twisted realm," John replied without really thinking that he was talking with something that could gobble him down in minutes if he wished.

The giant white wolf let out a hideous laugh that sent chills down John's spine. Just like Arrana, he showed his jagged, fearsome teeth as his muzzle widen as he cackled. Seeing those long, sharp fangs gleaming with saliva snapped John back into reality. He decided he better stop his attitude so this wolf wouldn't decide to bite him in half. He couldn't help but feel angry as the wolf laughed at him. He didn't know what it was but this new wolf obviously found something humorous about what the human said.

"Ah, I hadn't had a good laugh like that in a while. I really should thank you human. You see, it doesn't matter if you didn't believe in this place or if you didn't even know we existed. The fact is that you encountered Arrana and that perverse creature violated you, is that right? I could tell the way you advert your eyes from me that I am right. Tell me human, how can you not believe in something you came face to face with and raped you? You see, when she came for you and made you her little bitch, she put the belief in you and that is why you were taken here."

John just stood there silent as he heard the wolf's words. He didn't want to believe it but he knew the male spoke the truth. No one could deny the existence of something that captured and raped them. His encounter with her made him believe in her, and he guessed, in the rest of her kind. A dark, hopeless feeling starting to bear down on the poor human as he realized that he couldn't simply run away from her. He was in another realm, another world that was separate from his own. John had no idea how he could get back home now. He may be trapped here forever.

The white wolf smiled as he saw the pathetic human become weighed down with gloom. The truth was it is in his kind's nature to be so cruel and wicked. Seeing the suffering and pain of others filled them with a selfish joy. They all loved to push the smaller and weaker creatures around, if they decided they weren't going to eat them. However, he did not know how Arrana got into the unusually habit of not only dominating but raping the smaller and weaker creatures, especially humans. The wolf simply thought, as did the others, she had lost her mind.

"Excuse me, um, do you have a name too? I don't know what to call you, and I think someone of importance such as yourself should be called something," John replied as he was trying to kiss up to the wolf's obviously large ego.

"Well, in fact human, I do. Being a dimwitted creatures as you are, I doubt you could ever say my real name but you may call me Garrl. Now that you are intruding into my territory, it is only fitting I know your name as well," the asked back, staring intently into the human's eyes.

"John, people call me John," he replied back, still getting shivers as the wolf's one eye looked like it was scouring his soul.

"John, hmm? Well, John, I am sorry to inform you that you are going to be dinner. No hard feelings of course, but you see I have a little grudge against Arrana. That bitch is the one that took out my eye and gave me this grotesque scar. The way I see it, a perfect way to get her back is if I kill her little human plaything. For how long you have lasted, she seems to be quite fond of you and will feel your loss. Don't worry, I will make it quick," Garrl said as his large tongue licked his nightmarish jaws.

"Wait, this must be a mistake. I am not her plaything. She wouldn't care less if I disappeared. She would just find another human. You don't have to eat me. Please, stop this. Is there anything I can do?" The panicked human asked as the hungry predator approached him, ready to pounce.

"Hmmm, there is one thing you can do human," Garrl replied with a devious smile.

"What is it? Tell me please!" John begged.

"Run."

John didn't hesitate to think about the actually possibility of him being able to outrun this monster. Sheer fear and adrenaline pulsed through his body as he turned around in less than a second and bolted straight through the trees. Garrl had a grin practically from ear to ear. The human took the bait and now he could play his little game. He just loved to play with his food and this particular morsel seemed to be quite exciting. It was turning out to be a good day after all.

Leaves and small twigs on the forest floor crunched as David's shoes furiously pounded down as he ran with all of his might. Hanging branches hit and raked across his body, cause scratches and bruises but he didn't care. He was so pumped full of adrenaline that the little stings and bleeding from the wounds didn't bother him at all. All the human could think of doing now was running for his life. John knew if Garrl caught him, it would all be over.

The fleeing human ran his way through the forest, unsure of where he was actually heading. He could be running back to Arrana's den for all he knew, only able to see the countless tress and thick foliage in his path. John was able to hear his pursuer's sadistic laugh as he was slowly trotting after his prey. He could tell that horrid beast was enjoying the hunt. The sounds of the wolf's massive paws thudding against the forest floor were getting closer. The predator was closing in on his prey.

Even though he would never just give up, John's eyes started to fill with tears as he ran. He knew that Garrl would catch up with him. It was only a matter of time before those vicious teeth tore apart his vulnerable human flesh. He silently asked forgiveness from his friends and family for making them worry. They would never know his fate and would probably search for months without any closure. Maybe it was best that they never found out what happened to him.

Garrl began to increase his leisurely pace to catch up with his meal, having enough fun with this chase. John could hear the wolf coming closer and closer, the noise from his thudding paws getting louder. His lungs felt like they were going to burst but he couldn't stop. He could now hear the wolf's heavy breathing as he ran. Garrl could have easily pounce on John and tore him to pieces from this distances but he decided that he would run in close and snatch the human while he was still trying to run. The footsteps of his pursuer seemed to thunder behind him now as he seemed to be inches behind him. John could feel Garrl's hot breath on the back his neck, causing his hair to stand up when suddenly the forest was stirred by the human's scream.

John began to roll and tumble down the cliff side, yelling and swear as he fell. The trees and foliage covered up the steep drop and John was too busy running like hell to notice. His chaser had stopped just short of going over the edge, knowing about the steep drop off by simply being in this area so much. He looked with disgust as the human fell towards the river at the bottom of the trench. Garrl was quite angry that his prey got away from him like that. He was looking forward to a nice meal but as he saw the large splash the human's body made as it entered the river, he knew he was finished. The human may have survived the fall with a few broken bones but that swift current would drown him for sure. Still hungry, Garrl turned around and walked away. At least he got rid of Arrana's pet. That much gave him some satisfaction.

A cold, silent darkness seemed to envelop John as he seemed to be floating in nothing. His racing mind started to calm down as the adrenaline ceased flowing in his system. John could feel that all of his body parts were intact, however they ached and burned. It was a bizarre feeling, like he was all alone. John couldn't tell where he was or really anything for that matter. He began to wonder if this was what it was like to be dead. He guessed that he didn't survive the fall and now he was floating into the afterlife. John was a bit disappointed though since he hoped to see a heaven or something, not just blackness.

While the human was in this state, he had no grasp on how much time had passed. Feeling miserable for himself, John was startled by a new sensation. It was warm and slightly sticky. Something was brushing against his face unseen. Another new sensation also arisen, something cold and wet dripping on his face. John was unsure of what was going on yet these sensations continued. The human began to wake from his pseudo coma, opening his eyes to the bright light outside. He saw the giant muzzle covered in dripping black fur licking his face, waking him up.

"How did you find me?" John asked Arrana as she stood over him, wet from dragging the human out of the river.

"You are very thick, aren't you human. I told you that I marked you with my scent. I simply tracked it all the way out here. I don't know why you would take a dip in a river that is moving that fast when I can keep you clean myself. However, I don't think you came all this way just to take a bath. Why would you even think about leaving when I told you to stay, human?" Arrana growled at the trembling, soaked human.

"You want to know why I left? You want to know why I disobeyed you? You are nothing but a monster that lives to fulfill her perverted lust. I don't want to be anywhere near you. I HATE YOU!" John shouted at the menacing she-wolf as she stared down at him with those piercing blue eyes.

"Oh my, I think the human hurt my feelings, but you want to know something," Arrana said as she lowered her muzzle right down to John's right ear as she whispered. "I feed off your hatred and it tastes delicious."

John could see that Arrana was still as black hearted as ever. He didn't doubt for a moment that she wasn't telling him the truth. Evil like her would easily draw their strength and power from the suffering and hatred of others. He bet his fear and negative emotions were like an aphrodisiac for her, motivating her to torture him like this. At the same time, John didn't count out the fact that she could simply just be a sadistic psycho bitch that got her kicks from dominating and taking the power way from those she could. Arrana must have saved him simply so she could rape him more.

"Well from your foolish outburst, I can tell that you have regained enough of your strength back. Climb on human, we are going home," the black wolf ordered as she kneeled down so the human could get on.

Disheartened, John struggled to sit up with his aching body and wobbled over to Arrana before getting on her back. As much as he didn't want to go back to that prison, it would be better then risking it out here any longer. Arrana didn't have the urge to eat him at least, well not yet anyway. John feebly held on as best he could but he was still quite weak. However, the she-wolf seemed to move slower, taking more care with her steps. She knew pet was damaged already and she didn't want him to roll off and get into worse condition. It seemed to take longer but after twenty minutes, the two arrived at their destination.

Arrana kneeled down on the rocky floor of her den so John had an easier time getting off her back. The exhausted and weak human simply rolled off to the right, landing with a thud on the cave floor. His sore limbs and back told him that was a stupid idea with aching pain. As John laid still on the ground, Arrana moved away and shook herself off, flinging the water from her black, dripping coat onto the stone walls and the various piles of bones nearby. John watched and was somewhat amused that she still dried herself off like his dog Duke back at home. He snapped back to reality when he saw that devious wolf turn her eyes to him again with a slight wicked grin.

"Take off those wet clothes human. If you in them, you will freeze to death," Arrana ordered.

"Fine, I don't have a choice anyway," John grumbled back as he took off all his wet clothes and threw them close to a nearby bone pile.

"Good boy. Now, my pet, I have the perfect way to warm up that little body of yours," the she-wolf said in a sultry tone as her eyes filled with lust.

"Fine, go ahead. I can't stop you. Go ahead and rape me when I am weak and vulnerable. You wouldn't care anyways, so what are you waiting for? the angry human said as he looked at this monster with scorn.

"Rape you? I think you are confused. You cannot rape the willing, human. I talk about ravishing your body and violating you, but never once did I rape you," Arrana replied.

"You think what you want. I never wanted to do anything with you. I don't want your sexual advances. You rape me, it doesn't matter what you say."

"Oh really? You don't enjoy it at all? Well then, you wouldn't enjoy this, would you," Arrana said as she approached John.

The smiling she-wolf walked up to John, sticking her nose up against his anus so that his scrotum rested on the top of her muzzle. He could feel her hot breath against his sensitive hole as he inhaled his male scent. Arrana licked her lips, enjoying the strong human musk that filled her nostrils. The she-wolf began to move her large, wide canine tongue over John's opening, tickling his sensitive anus. She began to rim him, running that tongue around the edge of his hole. John felt warm sensation spreading through his body, starting to cause his penis to throb and become erect. He held down a gasp as Arrana finally penetrated him with her tongue but his hardening member was betraying him.

Arrana continued to send sweet pleasure through John as she played his anus with her tongue. He could feel her hot, wet tongue snaking in and out of his hole, leaving her thick salvia inside of him. John tried the best he could to fight the orgasm rising in him. The last thing he wanted to do is let her hear him moan, proving her point. He just couldn't let his captor when, he wouldn't let her have that pleasure. Unfortunately, as the wolf practically lubricated the outside and inside of his anus with her wolf saliva, the human knew he was losing the battle. It became harder to hold down the moans and gasps as Arrana pushed her tongue in and out of him. Pre was already dripping from the tip of his penis down into a little puddle on his stomach and he knew he would be able to take much more. John was about to climax when suddenly the wolf pulled her tongue back, giving him some much needed relief.

John started to wonder why did she stop now? She could have had him if she waited a few minutes longer. Arrana lift her head up and moved it over his hard and throbbing member. She flashed him a devious smile before she made him watch in horror as the she-wolf practically engulfed his entire length. His penis was now trapped in her hot, salivating jaws, completely at her mercy. Her large, rough tongue began to twist around and lick his quivering member as she sucked on it. It was too much for John to take and he began to moan happily as his body trembled with a mighty orgasm. Hearing the human's cries of pleasure caused Arrana to increase the intensity, caused her muzzle to suck on his penis fast as her tongue lashed around it at an increased pace.

"OH GOD ARRANA! YOU ARE MAKING ME CUM!" John yelled in bliss as he was finally climaxing from the best blow job he had in his life.

The human's penis began to fill the wolf's hungry jaws with his seed as he came. John saw a surprised yet happy look in Arrana's eyes as she savored the taste of his salty cum. The wolf greedily gulped it all down and sucked on John's penis some more, trying to milk him for all he had. John was a little surprised he had that much in him, it wasn't that long since the last time she had made him cum. As he heard her making her disgusting gulping and slurping sounds, he knew she at least was happy. He bet she was enjoying this more than he was. Finally Arrana let go of the human's slopping wet length, looking at her now satisfied pet.

"Well, you seemed to enjoy that quite a lot for someone who was being raped, as you say. You see human, despite what you think and what they say about me, I can be quite a gracious mistress. You just have to give yourself completely and solely to me. I do have one question though. You called out my name right before you came. Tell me, where did you learn it?" Arrana asked curiously.

"It was from this large, white wolf male that had one eye. I think his name is Garrl," John replied.

"Oh, I see you ran into Garrl. I was trying to keep him away from you and you ran right into him. Talk about irony. I am guessing the meeting didn't go well for long, knowing Garrl."

"Yeah he tried to eat me. I was running from him and I accidently feel into that river. He seemed like he wanted to kill me to get at you. Something about having a fight with you and losing his eye. Do you two have some bad blood or something?" John asked the she-wolf.

"Garrl and I go centuries back. You see we used to be mates. However, I found my new love for humans and he didn't agree with it. We got in a large fight and I took out his eye. I left him and he had a grudge ever since," Arrana explained.

"I see, that makes sense. Well I really hope I don't run into him ever again. So what are we going to do now?" John asked as Arrana continued to stand over his naked body.

I guess it is best for you to get some rest. However, you should eat first. It will help you regain your strength. I do have a question for you, my pet. Since you know my name, what is yours," the black wolf asked.

"It's John. I would say it's a pleasure to meet you but with the current circumstances," John replied.

"Well, John, I would not worry too much about it. As much as you don't want to admit it, I am your best hope. I give you shelter, food, and keep you alive in this place. I can please you as long as you obey. I can promise you that every night I will make you cum, shuddering with orgasms. I can give you all the sex you could ever want, fulfill your lusts like no one in your world. All you must do is devote your mind, soul, and flesh to me. Make me your mistress, goddess, and your very reason to live and I shall give you infinite pleasures," the she-wolf declared, staring down at her prey.

John didn't respond, not knowing what to think. It almost sounded like he would be selling his soul to the devil. He would be surprised if a monster like her was some demon from hell. Hungry, John went up and began to suckle on of Arrana's black teats. As her milk went down his throat, he felt the same, almost magical, filling sensation. Her milk seemed to warm his entire body and for some odd reason, his limbs and body seemed to ache less. John drank until his belly was full and he laid down, ready to rest after a long day. Arrana laid down next to the sleeping human and pressed her body up against his to keep him warm through the night. A smile stretched across her muzzle as she looked at him. She knew that this one would be all hers in time, that is why she let him live for so long. Eventually the day will come where he will be begging her to take. When that day comes, Arrana will finally have her wish.

Then End.