3. Light (100 Theme Challenge)
Blackness was all she could see. Blood was all she could smell. Pain was all she could feel. Her ears twitched whenever she heard creeks from the heavy steps coming from upstairs. A single, dying lightbulb illuminated the room; it flickered at times trying to stay lit. The leopard could just barely feel the cold, concrete floor against her bruised stomach and exposed breasts; her yellow, spotted fur barely kept her warm. Her whiskers and tail twitched at the cold, dry air in the room. The last thing she remembers was being yanked into an alleyway and repeatedly beaten until she blacked out. Nefertiti slowly started to gain consciousness, becoming more aware of herself and her surroundings. Becoming more aware of the pain on her body and the pulsing throb in her head. She sat up to take in her new environment. The floor was made of concrete, the walls and ceiling still had their exposed, wooden frames, and the stench of decaying plaster filled the room. There was only one solid, wooden door; it had no handle and no visible locks. The room was empty except for her and the flickering light bulb.
She soon noticed a large gash across her upper chest near her right shoulder. It felt fresh, barely healing on its own; it still bled out, staining her fur. Dried, matted blood on her nose spread over most of her face. While the scent of her own blood did dominate her sense of smell, it could not keep out the dry stench of the room. She scratched her nose in protest, yelping at the pain of her injury."What the hell happened? Where the hell am I? Why do I always trust others so easily?" she thought. Tears started welling up in her eyes as she buried her face in her arms. "I'm such a fool." She lifted her head, wiping the tears from her eyes. She leaned back, observing her feminine figure. She thumped her tail against the concrete floor. "This body's a curse," she hissed, "It's only a tease for men to ogle at or a throwaway object of pleasure." Her tail stopped thumping as she gently felt the firmness of her form. "Guess it's not all bad though," she said quietly to herself. She purred as she admired her body, despite the pain from her bruises and aching muscles, feeling herself all over.
A sudden banging noise from the door startled her. She quickly moved her paw away from her groin. A deadbolt slid open, a small chain rustled, a padlock clicked open. She slowly stood up as someone from the other side opened the door.Despite the low lighting in the room, Nefertiti could clearly see the figure standing in the door frame. The tall figure was just as tall as the room, and had the same feminine figure as her, only with more muscle. She could spot the red scales of its snout reflecting the light, the silhouette of its thin wings covered the door frame entirely when it opened them. It only wore a simple black dress, exposing some of its pale-yellow underbelly scales. The dress went
half-way down to its thighs, barely covering what was hanging between its legs. The dress bulged against the dragon's muscular form and gifted breasts. Nefertiti didn't want to look at this thing that entered the room, but her brashness kept her from doing so. "This must have been my captor," she thought."You were a hard kitty to catch missy," it muttered in a deep, but feminine voice, "and feisty too." She purred in a low rumble. "I like that." The dragoness licked her lips, exposing her sharp, white fangs.
Nefertiti did not back down. "What do you want with me?" she asked nervously."Hmm..." the dragoness pondered, scratching under her chin. "What do I want with you," she replied, spacing out each word as she said them. "Well, let's assess your situation shall we? One, you're naked. Two, you're trapped in a small room with a horny lunatic. Three, you're -""How about you cut to the chase!" Nefertiti exclaimed, balling both her paws into fists and swishing her tail. The single light bulb in the room began to flicker more now.The dragoness clicked her tongue. "Temper, temper missy," she warned, "But that's something I like about you felines." She moved closer to the leopard and began to circle around her, her thick tail trailing behind. "If you know anything about dragons," she began, "we like to keep our own little hoards to show our dominance to the world. Most keep gold or dusty books or other objects they would consider treasures. As for me? Well, I -""You keep your own, personal harem," Nefertiti interrupted, "don't you?"
The dragoness stopped circling. She turned to the leopard. "You know of me then, yes?" she asked, concerned rather than curious."No, I don't.""Then why don't we get to know each other?" the dragoness cooed."I don't see a problem with that," Nefertiti responded.The dragoness leaned in to kiss Nefertiti when the light bulb burned out.That's when she struck.She bit down hard on the dragoness' muzzle, tasting the blood as it oozed from the puncture wounds. The creature could barely let out a painful roar."As long as I'm able to keep a hold on this thing, I should be able to get out of this alive," she thought. She then felt a large claw grabbing her face and lifting upwards, releasing her grip on the scaley muzzle. The claw slammed the back of her head onto the concrete floor, making her head spin. A heavy weight fell on her pelvis, the claw released itself from her face. She heard fabric tearing apart, then the weight shifted, covering her whole body. There was a brief moment of ecstasy she had when she realized the dragoness' soft breast were rubbing against hers, and the feeling of the herm's member rubbing against her inner thigh. Yet that didn't stop the feeling of the massive weight crushing her body. She then felt a warmth next to her
ear, then a slow breath.
"Don't think about escaping. I own you now," the dragoness whispered, moving her arms around the leopard's core. Nefertiti bucked every time the herm tried to penetrate her. Noticing her arms were unbound by the herm's grip, she attempted to push her off, claws scratching and puncturing her hide. She also bit down on her neck, trying to puncture the herm's jugular. But no matter how much pain she endured, no matter how much blood she lost, the herm kept attempting to penetrate Nefertiti with her member. After being bitten and clawed at too many times, the dragoness released her grip from Nefertiti. When she got off her and stood up, she kicked the leopard several times in the side. "You WILL become mine!" she roared, sprinkling fresh blood as her body shook.Nefertiti could barely move; she was only able to hold her side from being kicked over and over. When she was able to gather enough strength, she felt and sniffed around along the ground for the dragoness. "Found you," she thought as she felt the dragoness' foot. She quickly grabbed her ankle and pulled. The lumbering weight of the dragoness slammed on the concrete floor, her head hitting one of the wooden beams on the wall. She felt around until she found what she was looking for.
She chomped down, and pulled up.The dragoness roared in pain. Nefertiti kept her teeth tight on her member, repeatedly pulling until it ripped off. The dragoness gave a final roar when she realized the one thing that made her the envy of all dragons was gone.Nefertiti instantly spat it out, moving her tongue around to try and get the taste out. She soon noticed the dragoness stopped breathing. She spoke to the corpse, "I don't feel bad for you, you know. You did this to yourself."She got up and felt around the dark room until she could find the door, already left open from when the dragoness first entered. As she left the room, the light flickered back on, revealing the bloody mess of the corpse for the police to find.