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Part 14

Will you forgive?

The massive, tall doors opened with a hiss of the air coming from the mechanism, as I approached Valek's cell. He was sat at a metal bench and seemed to have no restraints on him. I knew though that he won't be able to move for even an inch as long as I am in the same room with him. The guards standing outside, looked at me with sadness, but as soon as the doors were opened, their wolf faces changed and showed only contempt. Of course it was directed at their brother, not myself. It felt as though there was a sense of guilt that accompanied every single member of Bruno's brethren whom I ran into after my speed recovery in the Medical Bay. They were shocked at my offer to speak to my rapist and weren't very happy when I insisted for this meeting to take place. As for Valek. His eyes were closed. After sitting in complete darkness of his cell, he was blinded with the light coming from the corridor outside, and couldn't look at me for as long as the doors remained open. I stepped inside and waved my hand above the door detector to make them close behind me. When he heard my voice directed at the room's computer, to turn on the ceiling lights, Valek's eyes opened suddenly, and a shocked expression followed to his mighty, wolf muzzle. I held up my head high, and looked in a triumphant manner at him, silently watching my assailant. I wanted him to be surprised at my presence. And my goal was achieved. Apparently I was the last person he expected to see. When he realized that I'm no figment of his imagination, he couldn't dare to look me in the eyes, and turned his head away from me.

“Why did you come?" – he asked silently, as if though he didn't feel worthy of speaking out loud in my presence. I stand with my hands behind my back, and wait for him to look back at me, before I decide to offer a response. He slowly turns his head, and hesitantly lifts his eyes. “I wanted to hear what do you have to say for yourself" – I said calmly as if I spoke of something that didn't even concern me. He continued to watch me in silence, unsure what to say. I waited patiently, until he felt ready to speak. “If you came to call me a monster, then go ahead and let's be done with it. I've heard enough insults and names along with stories describing the monster I have become" – he says with his low a bit growling voice, I remembered from our last encounter. I felt nothing. No fear, no flashback from the time when he spoke to me for the last time. From him, I felt awful and overwhelming sadness. Looking at him now, completely immobilised with a form of an invisible forcefield restraint, I could see why others feared him. He was indeed a lot bigger than others. He had a strongly built, hairy body that was ripped with heavy muscles that were visible under every inch of his skin. Thicker hair covering his neck was darker, almost completely black, while the rest could be compared to graphite. He was still wearing his leathery loincloth, that now barely covered his large genitals. Huge testicles were spread over the metal seat, showing from between his mighty thighs, as he was sat in front of me with only the head and the feet able to shift their position as we continued to watch each other.

I dared to come forward, and knelt in front of him. I wanted to make it easier for him to look at me without straining his neck against the invisible chains which held him in his position. The beautifully deep blue eyes showed fear. He feared me. I couldn't tell why, but I was determined to find out. “I'm not here to call you names. It will prove no purpose, and would give me no pleasure. I've heard your story from the others. I know that you had trouble before, based on your size and strength. This time, I want to hear your story from you. I wish to understand why you did what you did." – I said calmly, while he kept on watching me with that continuously surprised expression. “Why do you care?" – he asked unsure what to expect of me. For all he knew, I could have had a knife hidden behind my back, ready to kill him then and there. There was no telling of whether my intentions I expressed were true or not. At least from his perspective. I knew why I was there.

“I have heard of my brother's return. The others talked a lot about him. They said that he had brought someone, whom he had considered his mate. I wanted to see for myself, whether those rumours were true. I was hoping..." – he paused, looking at me with the unending fear and hesitation. He didn't dare to continue. I decided to pull his tongue. “You decided to take your chance with me?" – I asked. He pierced me with his strong sight once more, but it wasn't his attempt to persuade me to do anything. His eyes strongly disagreed with my statement. “No. I know you won't believe me after all that has happened, but the way it all played... It wasn't my intention. I couldn't control the urge" – he whispered. I listened. No response from me, but silence that awaited further to the story. “You don't know what it's like. When everyone fears you for what you are. When you have the energy which you have nowhere to spent. No one to share your life with. Normally it would have been embarrassing to talk about it. But everybody at every tribe knows the truth. I've never had a proper mate in my entire life. The tension and the need to have a release was too great for me to control. When I saw you back then, standing all pale, hairless and naked. I thought that I can just this once try and play with you. Bruno told others that you've agreed for him to be with you the way he pleased, regardless to the consequences. I thought, I could too..." – he explained himself, his voice shaking from the terrible emotions that went through his large body. He could barely contain himself at that moment.

“And that's why you didn't even try to suppress my pain? That's why you violated me the way you did?" – I asked still with totally calm and soft voice. I didn't want to be all emotional. From the time perspective, I'm surprised that I actually was so peaceful at that moment. I'm not sure where did I find the strength to keep it for so long. One thing I didn't feel was fear. I wasn't scared of him. “No David... I... I am not even sure what I thought at that moment. I didn't think straight. I wasn't in control" – he almost weeps at this point, and I'm starting to feel that he speaks the truth. “I have never thought I could be capable of such violence. When I think of that moment, when I came with you to that room... I hate myself. I'm disgusted with what I did. Especially that you're my brothers loved one. I wanted to end myself... I'm dangerous. Our parents shouldn't take me in. I should have died alongside my real folks, when they did" – his large blue eyes were full of tears, and shined greatly from their growing amount. He was trembling from the feelings that passed through him, and he was barely even able to contain them all at once. Then he says something more. Something that really touched my heart – “I killed her... The only one I really loved apart from my brother and his parents... Her body could not withstand me... I was too large and too hard for her, but she continued to allow me to go on. Even with the pain it gave her, she kept saying that it's good for her too... I realized this later, that all she cared about at that moment was that I will finally feel loved without the fear of my body and my size. When I found out what I did, I couldn't live with others any more. I was so afraid that anyone who might get close to me, might suffer in the same way. I couldn't stand such feeling..." – he said. Silently crying, he tried to wipe his tears into his muscular arm, but the invisible restraints continue to hold him in place.

He's ashamed, devastated and broken. I finally understand. Understand what he has gone through his entire life and somehow it makes me feel bad about how the events unfolded the way they did. He was misunderstood, neglected being that needed closeness. Something all longed for, but not all could receive. “I'm sorry" – I said, moving my hand to his mighty wolf face. He wants to back off but the restraints keep him in place, and I'm finally able to touch his cheek right under his eye. He watches me as I carefully wipe the hot tear from his short, soft hair. I no longer regard him as my assailant. Not the rapist either. I can finally see beside his size and obviously dangerous physique, what really motivated him. “You know, if you came to me and told me what you've told me just now, I would have let you fuck me" – I say, still gently caressing his cheek. I can see beyond all that he was made into, that in the end he is as beautiful and as attractive as was my Bruno and Seth. He looked at me with ongoing shock in those gorgeous blue eyes, unable to speak.

“You would allow me to..." – he whispered still a little shaking, as I moved my hand over to his strong neck. He trembled at my touch, and didn't lift his eyes off me as I continued to move down. His hands were held in place on his knees, while I had his entire body at my disposal. I gently touched his hairy, strong chest. His fur was still soft even if a bit neglected from little care he gave himself during the time of his exile he lived in for years. Valek's breath was shallow and very short. I knew that at some point he feared what might happen next, but also saw in his eyes that he hoped for the touch to continue. “I would allow you everything I allow your brother and our dog to do with me. You could tie me all you wanted. I wouldn't even care if you'd pierce my stomach in the process as long as you wouldn't do this on purpose and if you wouldn't let me feel any pain" – this time I whispered, as I moved my fingers over his upper belly. He sucked air in retracting his muscles from under my touch. It wasn't the fact he didn't want it. He couldn't control his reactions. His muscles shook from the feeling I gave him. After a moment I have slowly touched at the top of his worn loincloth, that barely covered his large testicles. He looked down at me, as I worked the tips of my fingers across his swollen, fleshy sheath underneath it. He gasped air as he was unable to control his erection.

“Ah..." – he offered silent moan from his mouth, as I moved the poor cover away and revealed that large, pointy rocket already emerging from it's thick hideout. It already was leaking an incredible amount of precum, that started to drip from the tip. Long, wet strings of it left shiny paths over his heavy, perfectly shaped balls that were laid on the bench he sat on. His cock started to get longer as I navigated my fingers over its fleshy, soft and very fragile surface. “Stop" – he whispered, unable to contain the pleasure I offered. “I haven't even started" – I answered, and he dared to look into my eyes with incoming lust. He shook his head, trying to control his urge. I saw the battle he fought deep inside his mind, and I understood the difficulty of it. Meanwhile the part of his body that he couldn't control continued to grow, and soon emerged entirely from the soft, hairy sheath. The gorgeous red-purple canine cock stood up proudly from his crotch, waiting to penetrate an eager hole, that was nowhere to be seen. The large knot formed itself rather quickly, as I gave his dick pleasurable stimulation with my soft, warm finger tips. Soon enough I could see him in his full glory, and was there a lot to look at. The wolf tool was enormously long and incredibly thick. Way beyond even what Seth could offer me at his most excited times. I obviously didn't have any measure or anything, but he must have been at least between 15'' to 16'' long. The thickness was another matter, but it also was around the max what I've seen in any canine ever before.

“And now imagine all this inside me" – I said softly caressing the enormous penis, that shook up heavily with his every breath – “Bruno can go as far as he wants and he knows he can be rough. Imagine what pleasure you'd receive had I allowed you to do the same" – I kept on tormenting his imagination. I knew he suffered. This wasn't a deliberate form of revenge. It wasn't my interest at all. “What... What do you want me to do? They won't let me out... Not after what I've pulled" – he cries quietly, looking at the small distance between my face and his sharp, pointy tip, which continued to drip onto the floor. He couldn't move his hips, though he wanted to. “I'm sorry David... I really am so sorry... I didn't want things to go like this. I didn't plan it. I didn't want to hurt Bruno or you. I needed this so badly... I don't know what came over me at that time. I know you can never forgive me, because I can't forgive myself... I've closed all the doors" – he whined as tears dropped from his wolf cheeks. “Perhaps you haven't..." – I offered a short response, before I moved over to lick the tip of his stiff, long, thick cock from the precum it leaked with. It tasted like a typical dog precum, and I loved it. I wanted this tool buried inside me. I didn't care about the danger. There was none. As long as we can convince others to let him out, but that seemed like the most difficult task of all.

I stood up a moment later, as he watched his cock slowly loose it's impressive size. He looked relieved and disappointed at the same time. “Will you ever forgive me?" – he whispered as he didn't dare to look me in the eyes. I came closer, and grabbed at his still partially swollen knot, and he looked at me. “As long as you promise to behave while I work with your brother for your release, let's consider this a chance for a fresh start" – I said with the most enigmatic smile I was capable of making. The deep blue of his gorgeous eyes, looked into my own, as he slowly smiled and nodded. They contained hope. Something he hasn't felt what I imagined for most of his life. He tried to move his head towards me, but was prevented from doing so with the powerful invisible forcefield that continued to hold him at his neck like a collar. “I'll do everything" – he whispered while his knot twitched in the palm of my hand. As I knew he would. I've given him enough incentive to be fully cooperative. I gave him another gentle lick – this time leaning between his muscled thighs – onto the knot, and he moaned quietly in pleasure. I stood up, and moved closer to him. He turned his mighty head to the side and leaned it against me, as I wrapped my arms around him. He closed his eyes, and loudly released air from his lungs. He didn't shake any more. He was calm, relaxed and relieved. So was I. To let you know – I didn't plan any of this. But this is what my heart suggested after I heard him speak out his mind about what has happened. I waited until his cock could hide in his sheath, and helped him cover it with the loincloth, so that he could look as before I entered the room.

His eyes followed my every move and every time I touched him even slightly, he took a deeper breath as if he was cherishing this moment. I also felt good in his presence. I believed his confession. And I knew that from this point forward, he's on my leash and not the other way around. The only task was to convince Bruno towards helping Valek out. I realized it wasn't going to be easy, but I was determined to let that monstrously large cock to stretch my body and the knot to press on my insides with all its force and size. We both were...