Tales of the No-one- Demons
Demons "Heroes come and heroes go but our demons haunt us forever." The ferret whispered from the shadows, his form mostly hidden by the darkness and void of almost all clothing. His fur a dark brown and smeared with dirt, in his mind helping to conceal his appearance ever more but in reality just made him look as though he hasn't bathed in awhile. His eyes looking calm and a little glazed as light glinted off a long bladed knife as it was held up in his paws, staring at it almost reverently. A soft whimper echoing through the dark recesses of the abandoned factory as he did this, coming from a bound and gagged rabbit femme as she struggled in vain to escape the chair she was tied to, her clothing marking her as a nurse and looking torn in the struggle that brought her here. She could feel her heart pound in her chest, thinking back to the morning news and the story of a serial killer on the loose but with things such as this you never believe it could happen to you. The ferret smiled darkly shuffling more into the dim light that shone in from the outside through broken windows; he had snared the pretty bunny when he chose to move his hunting grounds. The police had come too close to catching him after his last victim, one of their own as he recalled, he was more than surprised when he managed to escape their clutches. The male shivering and suppressing a giggle as he remembered the felines pleading eyes as he cut her, the now dead officers badge had made an excellent trophy and proved his supremacy over the efforts of the local law enforcement. "My demons haunt me to the point where they crave sacrifices of blood and tears." He hissed softly, padding over to where the cream furred rabbit was whimpering, her tear streaked face could've been considered attractive to the ferret but it wasn't the rabbit's beauty he was after. "Do you know what its like to be haunted by demons, girl?" She closed her eyes, her jaws clenching around the gag while her body tenses as the ferret drags the knife over the front of her uniform, cutting parts of it away and revealing a white bra underneath, fresh tears streaming from her eyes as she shook her head quickly. "Pity." He hissed into her ear. "Never knowing the agony of never sleeping properly, never feeling pain from the terrible clawing in your mind, never feeling the sweet release when blood of innocents is spilled." The hard, sharp edge of the knife teased its way across the bunny's chest and throat. His usual method was to slice the neck near the artery and let the innocents blood wash over him while looking into their eyes and watching the life drain from his victim, a process the ferret believed gave him power over those lives he stole and dominated. He shivered once more and prepared for the fatal cut when a low growl reverberated around them, the ferret standing and looking around. "Who...?" His eyes darting wildly around trying to locate the interloper, his paw trembling while his tail twitched nervously. The police never got this close while he worked, and despite them discovering the female officer only moments after he had finished, it was still too late as he slipped through the net they threw up in order to capture him, the knife being nervously passed from paw to paw. The bunny femme panted through her gag, a feeling of hope flooding her as she too looked around thinking of a possible rescue from this nightmare until the knife was pointed at her. "Come out and be visible, or the innocent will suffer." The ferret sneered into the darkness, trying to hide his fear as a deep chuckling came from all around them, accompanied by a faint rustle of movement that was near impossible to pinpoint as the shadows shifted and flickered. The air around them becoming colder. "Very w-well." the male stammered, turning to threaten the rabbit again, her eyes widening in panic not at the ferret and his knife but at a larger red furred tiger who appeared from the darkness as easily as one shedding a cloak, her squeals of shock muffled by her gag and giving the ferret reason to think it was his presence bringing fear to her heart. His smugness disappearing as a large paw snares his neck and lifts him off the ground, his own eyes bulging while his arms flail wildly, the knife dropping with a "clang" onto the concrete floor as he grasped at the paw that held him in a steel, hard grip. "Pathetic whelp." The large feline growled while the ferret hung helplessly. "Whining and mewling of heroes and demons as though you have had first hand experience and then spilling "innocent" blood as if this is the only way to free yourself." The ferret, hissing and writhing, dug his claws into the tigers fingers in an attempt to break free but the big fur didn't seem to notice, while a fresh wave of hope washed over the rabbit femme, her eyes still wide as the feline gives a sigh, finally feeling the sharp points of the ferrets claws and flinging the smaller male into a nearby pole. The deranged killer slamming hard against the metal and sliding down with a loud groan. "W-what .. are .. y-you?" The ferret asked weakly as the tiger walked quietly over to him, squatting down to look over the sad excuse for a fur. "Neither demon, nor hero." He says, looking over his shoulder to the captive bunny. "Just an angry fur." And with this he took a firm hold of the ferrets wild looking hair and pulled back sharply, the smaller male snarling in pain as he is manhandled, the tigers face becoming a mask of evil as he bears his fangs and lunges at the exposed throat, sharp teeth biting into the soft under flesh easily, blood spurting from the puncture wounds as the ferrets growl becomes a strained gurgle while his body struggles in vain against the felines assault. The bound rabbit unable to take her eyes from the gruesome scene as blood sprayed onto the ground, her face full of horror as her kidnapper's body spasms under the jaws of the red tiger. Her ears registering a chewing noise before the feline tore away the meat from the now dead ferret's throat, spitting it to the floor with distain and standing to look at her. "That was his payment for disturbing my solace." He smirked, the blood that sprayed onto his fur seemed to blend in to the red colour, with only the black stripes showing signs of the other furs death. The tiger looked down at the rabbit, her body still rigid with the shock of what just happened and her eyes wide and looking empty. She made no effort to pull away when he cupped her chin and tilted her head to look at him, mouth hanging open when he removes the gag. "The price the "innocent" pay." The red furred feline smirks at the vacant look she gives him, he leans down to roughly kiss her, blood smearing on her lips and face while the ropes holding her tight suddenly come loose, her arms hanging limp by her side as the tiger breaks the kiss and licks his lips. "And now you have demons of your own." With this he straightens and turns away, striding off to melt back into the darkness again, leaving the female to sit alone. * * * Obsessions Terrie Grayham walked nervously down the deserted street, gripping her overcoat tightly to her petite body, her eyes looking around with all the fear the cream furred rabbit femme could muster. She knew it wasn't the smartest thing for her to be doing, especially the way she was dressed under the coat, but after the incident involving her abduction and the death of her kidnapper/would be killer she felt a deep down desire to be out looking for something or someone. Three months earlier the bunny had been snatched from the hospital car park where she worked by a deranged serial killer looking to add her to his list of victims. She had remembered most of what happened, the ferret who grabbed her and some of the things he had said, but then he had been killed somehow, his throat ripped from him by someone or something incredibly strong. The police had found her still sitting in the chair even though her bonds had been cut, but she had suffered shock and trauma from witnessing the killer's death, her mind blocking out who did what and why. Official reports had the police arriving just in time and the ferret dieing from a shotgun blast to the throat, and after the death of one of their own this explanation was snapped up in the media frenzy that followed with police spokesmen saying that their would be an investigation into it. But no one really cared about a dead serial killer, not when the press dubbed Terrie a hero for surviving such an ordeal, her presence was sought after for talk shows and interviews all wanting to know what happened, what was it like and all about her narrow escape and to her credit Terrie did her best, even accepting the police's version of accounts despite knowing it wasn't true. Deep down the rabbit knew it didn't happen the way the police told it but truth be know deep down Terrie couldn't remember what had happened. No amount of police interviews, psychiatrist visits or chats with friends and loved ones could make her remember; the only thing she was sure of was there something she needed to do. So now she stood on a street corner late at night, overcoat tied snugly to her slim body while she looked around searching for something ... No, not something, someone. Spying a darkened alleyway she moved towards it, common sense screaming at her to "not go down there" but this only hastened her step, looking to the left and right before slipping into the ominous looking place. Her footsteps echoing off the closed walls as she walked slowly while her heart beat like a jackhammer in her chest, her paws gripping her coat even more tightly. Halfway down Terrie stopped, realising she was holding her breath and trembling in anticipation. The rabbit looking more frightened than ever in a place where she knew she could easily lose her life if she made the wrong choice. For what seemed like an eternity, the bunny stood still, an easy target for any would come after her but silence reigned in this dark place, only the females breathing was heard. Sighing, she turned back to the alleyways entrance when she heard a deep, familiar chuckle, causing her to freeze in place, her eyes wide in fright as the shadows shifted and flickered. Fear flooded Terrie's senses, this was it, this is what she was looking for. Hope flooding and mixing with her fear and causing her to tremble more as the sounds of movement came from all around until a voice spoke from behind her. "I know you." It was deep and harsh, and if she was in any condition to judge then she'd realise it came from right behind her. The bunny closes her eyes and gasps sharply as large red paws appear and rest on her shoulders, her heart pounding as deep down she fought hard in order not to flee from the tiger she knew was standing behind her. She opened her eyes in surprise, she remembered now. The tiger had appeared out of no where and killed the ferret in the factory, not the police. Terrie remembered the sight of her tormentor as his life was ended by the angry jaws of the big cat, the same big cat that stood behind her. "You have disturbed my solace, and yet I feel there is a reason for it." His claws extended to press into her shoulders, bringing a moan from the femme. "Hmm perhaps you feel the price you paid the last time we met was not enough and have come to offer more." The small female shivers, unable to answer as the tigers claws move across her upper back, pressing against her and cutting the fabric of her coat, the bunny's body tensing as the cool night air washes across her back when the feline peels apart the torn material to expose what she wears underneath. Behind her the tiger smirks while looking over the outfit Terrie wore, it consisted of a tight white blouse and short pleated skirt, something a naughty schoolgirl would wear. The bunny, still facing away from him, felt her pulse quicken, her chest heaving as the ripped garment is peeled from her, casually tossed aside by the large red tiger. His claws returning to ruffle and tease the rabbits exposed fur. "You have set your path child." The tigers deep voice vibrated through Terries trembling body, her hips jerking as she felt a claw tease her fluffy tail, he know knew his prey would not run from the need she has deep down inside of her. His paws reaching to snare her wrists and guide her deeper into the dark recesses of the alleyway he had used to rest in until they came to a rusted looking ladder. Terrie not resisting as the male lifted her and secured her wrists the one of the higher rungs of the ladder with rope, her arms aching for a moment as she got use to her hanging position. She heard a soft rustle of clothing from behind her, the tiger getting undressed she assumed, his scent coming nearer and she felt his hot breath blow over her ear. "It pleases me to claim you as my own." He whispers as one large paw slides from behind over her stomach and up under her blouse to roughly grope a breast as his other paw moves down to lift the front of her skirt, cool air reaching her panties and making her shiver, squirming when firm fingers easily part her dangling legs to feel her damp crotch. Terries mind raced as she felt something thick and hard press against her rump, in medical school she had learnt that some feline males, especially the bigger ones, had spines on the cocks and from the feel of it the tiger had them as well. She gave a soft moan as the feline now groped and fondled her helpless form, the juices flowing from her sex soaking her underwear and wetting the males fingers as he rubs, his own aroused scent joining hers as the dominant smells in the alleyway while he pulls aside her moistened panties and shifts her enough to slip his massive length between her legs, the height at which she hangs perfect as his barbed cock slides along her slit and making her cry out in pleasure. The tigers movements become firmer, rougher as he molests the rabbits body, gripping her and lifting enough to start pushing his large shaft into her wet cunt, her eyes widening as his girth spreads and stretches her inner walls and his spines stimulate her convulsing passage, he growls and chews on her ear in passion as her muscles spasm and grip at his intrusion. Terrie groaned and shook as the hard cock slides in deeper; her mind guessing he could at least be a foot long as his prick presses against her cervix, hot jolts of bliss at being so full of tiger meat causes her to buck wildly in her bonds. Panting with a mouthful of rabbit ear, the big red feline grunts and starts to hump his willing captive, his barbs tugging at her tight flesh as he pulls out then rams back in, his instincts kicking in as his ravishment of her begins. Terries moans echoing down the alleyway until a big paw came up to muffle her by inserting a finger in her mouth, something she suckles on as her body is rocked by the big cats thrusts. Her juices already flowing in large amounts down his driving shaft to cover his swinging balls while he strives to fill the bunny with his whole length. Terrie blushes, realising not only is she letting a strange fur treat her like a fucktoy, but doing it in a place such as this where almost anyone could come along and see. This thrill adding to her body's quivering as her tight snatch lewdly slurps around the tigers cock, the hot pool of pleasure in her belly starting to bubble as her climax builds to overflowing point, her body thrashing wildly as she cums hard. The tigers pumping becoming harder when her spasming passage tightens in orgasm, his cock throbbing as his lusts take over and he slams in hard, his barbs flaring and holding inside her as seed spews from his cock, roaring out in triumph while digging his claws into her body as wads of hot feline cream pulse and spurt into her belly. The rabbit's body shakes as a second climax tears through her, the feline's warm fluid being pumped into her womb as she is claimed by the big cat. Her head rolls back and her tongue lolling as she feels more jism squirting into her body, her womb filling to a painful point while her belly bulges. Terries groans filling the alleyway as the pressure in her stomach causes her to slip towards unconsciousness, the last thing to cross her mind was another thing about felines she learned about in medical school, a little known fact that some females can only achieve climax with a full womb of cum, the bunny then passing out. * * * Terrie awoke with a loud "squeak", her fur matted with sweat and her sex gushed nectar as her body jerked lightly, her breathing coming in heavy pants as she looks around and trying to focus. She recognises her bedroom and her shoulders slump as she realises it had all been a wet dream. The third like it so far this week. She looked at the alarm clock and saw it was just after 2 am and it had only been two weeks after the incident with the ferret and the tiger when she started having explicit dreams in where she gave herself willingly to the red feline. She pulled herself out of bed and stood on rubbery legs, tonight's dream had been the most intense one so far and her loins still quiver from its memory. Taking a deep breath she pulls off the wet sheets, dumping them into the laundry basket for later and then taking a shower before returning to the bedroom, sitting in front of the mirror looking at herself, trying to understand what was happening to her. Police psychologists claimed it was after effects of the trauma she suffered but something deep down told her otherwise. "Demons of your own." The tigers words echoed in her mind, the shadows shifted and flickered around her, the rabbits fur standing on end as a hidden need churns within, making her shudder visibly. She stands and moves over to the closet, holding her breath as she opens it to show the schoolgirl outfit of her dreams on its own hanger, ready for her to wear. Trembling she takes the clothing out and looks back at her reflection in the mirror. Perhaps tonight she would be able to satisfy her demons. * * *
Story and chars (C) Jaffah 2006