The Experiment

Story by Cyril lynx on SoFurry

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#1 of The Experiment

This story is strictly fiction and is based on no events in the real world if you don't like rape then don't read this.

this is a re-upload i wasn't happy with it the first time so i had to change it a bit

Feedback and constructive criticism welcomed.


The Experiment

"There we go almost... got it" the grease spattered wolf pulls himself out of a maintenance hatch, and walks over to a control panel. "Now let's see here," he mutters a few random snippets of gibberish to himself and adjusts the dials on the panel before hitting a large button in the bottom corner, lights around the room spring to life on instruments and gauges, all of them jumping crazily before settling into their respective levels. " finally" he says as he walks to a computer and starts typing and looking through a list, " too fat, wrong language, diseased" he mutters on until he finds something that perks his interest, "wolfess 20 years old, small build, 18thcentury England" he smiles " that'll do just nicely" he hits a button labeled acquire and waits.

A loud whirring noise permeates the room as the gauges and machines come to life, electrical buzzing becomes progressively louder as a sparkling light appears in the Plexiglas chamber in the center of the room. The light grows brighter by the second until a form appears in the center of it and clears into the petite wolfess, asleep in a cotton nightgown and holding a book loosely in one paw. " it worked, I can't believe it worked, Atrius you've done it" the wolf yells to himself in disbelief as he jumps out of his chair " you've done it" he says quieter as the darker intent of the experiment becomes relevant again.

He'd always had a fascination with the helpless ones, a fascination that the world decried with vengeance. But nobody would miss one that had disappeared hundreds of years ago would they, this prompted him to put together a machine capable of bending time and space to kidnap anyone he chose. Tens of thousands of dollars of schooling and the world had spit on his dreams, no company would have him due to his prison record so he turned to the shadows. He made his fortune in the black market, selling his skills for the chance at his dream. He acquired an island away from the world and under no government's grasp, here he could be as he wished and no force would aspire to change him.

On his own home he spared no expense, perched atop the highest point of the island, the castle façade appeared deserted and decrepit. However the interior was spacious and lavishly adorned with everything that the modern world had to offer. The dungeon below was just as lavish albeit in a rather dark manner, objects of sexual torture and pleasure adorned the walls and closets of the large pillared room, torture racks and mounts were placed at differing locations and ready for use despite the castle only having one occupant. "Well two now" he thinks as he returns to reality after reliving the events that got him here.

The wolfess stirs slightly in her sleep mumbling as she rolls over on the cold floor of the chamber and shivers before fading back into her dreams. "now on to business" he says to himself quietly as he pumps a sleeping gas into the chamber ensuring she stays sleeping as he leaves the lab and heads to a room just off the dungeon and readies a collar and chain laying them on the bed and making sure nothing is left in the room that's dangerous. "Finally time, it's been so long" his memory flashes back to taking his first victim's virginity as they screamed and cried, begging him to stop as his rod opened their holes, he was no small wolf. "Time to get what I've been wanting" he walks back down to the lab and clears the chamber of the gas before picking the girl up and carrying her to the room where he chains her to the bed and then leaves the room in darkness.

"Lena... Leeeeennnaaaa" the girl wakes up slowly "momma" she looks around her night eyes not doing much good in the lightless room, she lifts herself up and hears a clinking then feels the cold steel of the chain against her shoulder " what's this, where am I?" She begins to panic "HELP, SOMEBODY HELP" She tugs on the chain but can't budge it and the collar has no clasp that she can feel. " she starts to pay attention to her surroundings , nothing feels the same to her, her bed too smooth, the floor seems like it's solid stone, she stumbles around and feels a lever on the wall, she flips it thinking it's the door latch and the room is bathed in bright incandescent light. She hisses and covers her eyes as she falls in a corner "wha-what i-is this p-p-place" she starts to break down into tears from fear and shock.

"Well... this is interesting" Atrius thinks as he watches the video feed from the room, " she doesn't seem to be as scared as many would think" he ponders a moment more, then stands and sets down his now empty coffee cup before heading down to the dungeon and opening the door to her room with a quiet creak. "I see you're awake" he notes her ruffled fur and dazed expression. "Come here, I won't hurt you" he lies as he outstretches a paw to her. Being sheltered by her parents in her life she didn't see the lie clearly in his eyes and tentatively approached. "that's it little one" he takes her paw and pulls her closer " now what's your name" "i-it's Lena s-sir" she says in a thick british accent, her words similar enough to modern English to be understood clearly but it was obvious she wasn't from the current time "w-what's y-y-yours" she stutters out still scared of her surroundings. "I'm Atrius," he says as he smiles widely. "I'm going to be taking care of you now"

"w-what about mother and father" she asks confused "w-where are they, what is this place, what are all these strange things" she goes on getting more and more frantic until she's almost crying again. "Don't worry Lena, they aren't here but they told me to tell you they love you very much and they'd see you again sooon... don't worry about the things here" he weaves the web of lies deeper. "Here I'll get this chain off, I'll be right back" he lets go of her paw and closes the door locking it behind him. " for one her age she's surprisingly naïve" he thinks as he walks towards a mount and readies it " I may not even need to tie her down but she's old enough to do some damage if she gets loose " he gets the restraints ready and then goes back to the room with a leash in hand.

"w-wait" she cries as he closes the door and leaves her standing alone again " why am I here" she walks to the bed and prods it before sitting on it and holding her book close to her as she opens it and reads the latest entry. "Daddy where are you" she wonders out loud as she reads her father's journal. The door opens again and Cyril stands there with a rope in his hand that has a metal loop at its end " what is that" she asks curiously, wary of trusting him fully for some reason unknown to her. He walks up to her smiling wrongly, his gaze not on her eyes but lower, she flinches as he nears her and shakes when he hooks the rope to her collar and takes off the chain. She starts to get scared and resist as he leads her out of the room, grasping at the rope and trying to shy away from him until he backhands her harshly and forces her down onto a bench and ties her paws down firmly.

"You should've come along quietly, it would have been better for you if you had" he says while he cuts her nightgown and patched undergarments off. Exposing her body to the cool air as tears form in her eyes "please, please don't I'm supposed to go to a convent" she starts to shake as she realizes what's happening. "no.. no .NOO" she struggles against her bonds as he feels her slit and slips a rough finger inside. He only laughs and twists the finger making her wet against her will before he places something much bigger at her entrance and prods. She tenses with a start "please.... Please don't, I don't want this plea" he thrusts deeply into her virgin slit and tears her hymen brutally, her pleas turn to a scream and she lowers her head sobbing as he forces himself to the hilt moaning softly as she groans. He starts to pump his length into her tight heat slowly at first savoring the sensations before he speeds up and makes the mount rock with the force of his thrusts, she does nothing but sob and groan, making a loud cry occasionally as his shaft threatens to push through her cervix. "fuck this isn't gonna take long" he thinks as her tunnel refuses to let go of his length every time he pulls back, he can feel his knot forming and the slow buildup of heat at his tip. "Why is this happening to me" Lena thinks as she sobs to herself and shudders with each push of his rod inside her. He starts pushing harder and faster, she screams as the large knot is forced into her and his tip penetrates her cervix, bathing her womb with a large amount of potent wolf seed. He collapses atop her breathing heavily as the knot keeps him tied to her for half an hour before he's able to slip out and leaves her to drain while he goes upstairs to shower and sleep. " sleep well little wolf tomorrows gonna be a long day for you" he thinks chuckling as he settles into his bed and closes his eyes.

"Why" .... " why did this happen" Lena thinks as he walks away, she can feel slimy liquid dripping out of her nethers and shudders, her sobs slowly die off as she falls into a fitful and restless slumber atop the cold steel of the mount, too exhausted to stay awake any longer.