The Worst Pain
Yeah yeah yeah. I know. Where's the Warning.. Well.. If one is needed so bad.. ' WARNING! This is a story containing rape, oral, wolf, cats.. and Is Male/female.. If this offends you in any way, or you are not 18 + ( Or how ever old it is elsewhere other than here) Please turn back now.
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Her form tossed and turned, causing the light cover to wrap around her. A stifled groan escaped the crimson flesh of her lips, tongue following to slip out and over her dampening nose. Eyes pulled apart, showing off a lovely set of pearl gray eyes, which wandered over her tiny pale white room. She cried out as her form twisted onto her tummy, face nuzzled into the pillow, a solemn hand reaching out to grab the covers and pull them loose from around her, then pull them over her head.
"KLARISSA!"
Jumping at the loud boom of her step-dad's voice, she scrambled to get the covers from wrapped around her feet. Falling face first onto the wooden floor, she gave out a loud sqeak, having her muzzle rammed into her face. She pulled herself up to her feet, wandering to her mirror to check out her muzzle. No scratches, no blood, nothing. Just pain. The grey feline turned, her cut-short tail twitching from under her night shorts, worried that her mom and step-dad had gotten into an argument and she left, leaving him to take it out on her.
Her darker, almost black paws ran over her shirt that held her warm, rounded B cup breasts, then down her shorts, ridding the wrinkles. Her matching ears laid back opening her door to catch a louder boom that almost knocked her from her feet.
" KLAH-RISS-AH!!"
By now, her footpaws pounded the steps as she ran down them, only to lower onto the kitchen floor and slip, straight into her unamused step-dad. He let out a growl as he was pushed back into the counter, then thrown forward, over the fallen feline.
After about 5 minutes when the two understood what happened, Klarissa muffled a cry, wiggling and squirming frantically under the larger lupine, who just seemed to let out a small moan. Klarissa's throbbing muzzle was wedged between the wolf's legs, nose pushing hard against his sheath as her chin rammed into his large and heavy sac.
"Boffy!" she muffled, though the wolf paid no mind, he just gradually grinded his hips onto her muzzle, her warm breath catching the boxers he wore, having it then push against the small section between his bulging sheath and sac. Her hands, which were pinned by his legs were let free as his large footpads ran along her leg, then slipping under them. After a second grind, his cock was forcing its way from its home, cramming itself into the small space of his boxers.
Bobby sat up, quickly jerking his boxers down. Klarissa did not see this, her eyes had been closed as she felt relived from the weight over her muzzle. By now, the wolf had his paw ramming up and down his still hardening cock, pre squirting out of the tip to catch his hand as he pulled up, only to have it lightly coat his length. His knot popped from the sheath, already thick and throbbing. Klarissa then opened an eye, only to have a larger squirt of pre that missed his paw, to land in her eye, causing it to sting.
Klarissa cried out again, her pinned form writhing about, not wanting anything he had planned to happen, though she could not move, only felt pain as his knees forced into her arms, his large, 9' length in her face, probing roughly at her sore muzzle. She whined, giving the lupine a chance to ram his cock into her mouth, cramming it in until she could kiss his sheath.
Bobby moaned loudly, his paws slipping under her head, gripping her brown hair as he pulled out up until his tip was just barely at her lips. She gasped for air, only to choke when he rammed his cock back into her, holding her there for some time, just enjoying the feeling. Klarissa gagged and sputtered, trying to breath through his cock and sheath, but to no avail. Her vision blurred, slowly shifting to a black color, just as he pulled out only a little, his balls clenching and pulling to him as he blew his load into her mouth, some slipping down her throat, the rest filling her mouth and slipping out to cover her face. Klarissa's form fell limp as she had passed out from lack of air.
The wolf's cock slowly settled and went limp, retreating back to its home. His red eyes wandered over Klarissa's face and floor, slightly pained he did that, to his own step daughter. He had muzzle fucked her.. Raped even. He stood, rushing around the kitchen after pulling up his boxers. His paws fidgeting as he snatched a wad of paper towels from the roll, and threw a rag in the sink, dumping some soap onto it and turning on the warm water. He picked up Klarissa and set her against the cabinet, using the paper towels to wipe the sticky substance from her face, and the floor before disposing of it.
He ran to the sink, turning off the water, ringing out the rag before he knelt back in front of the gray feline, running it over her face lightly, washing off what the paper towels couldn't catch, and the slightly rid the smell of him. He threw the rag into the sink, then picked up the cat, rushing her upstairs, placing her back on her bed, throwing the covers over her as if it never happened, then nodded and ran down the steps to get dressed, only to catch site of his wife, standing in the back, kitchen doorway, mouth gapped as she had a hurt look in her eyes. Not like anything else of when she and Bobby fought, or even when Klarissa's dad died.. This, this was more than she could take. The larger, also gray feline fell to the floor. She had fainted.
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The End.