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_ NOTE: This story is a NaNo project, written by MasterAaran and myself. Each Chapter is actually a day's writing._

Our goal, since we are co-writing, is 100,000 words by the end of November.

Our word Count for each day will be posted, as well as a running total for the month.

Word Count - Day 4 ~ 3737 words

Word Count - Month ~ 21917 words

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Darya had watched everything the wolf-man had done to the other girl, horror filling her as he raped her ruthlessly, despite her pleas for him to leave her alone. Well, if pleading and begging did not work, then she refused to try again. She would suffer whatever he did to her in silence, and never give him the satisfaction of begging him, or screaming in pain. He was cold-hearted, and she resolved to make him crack under the strain of trying to break her. Her red-violet eyes narrowed as he turned to her, knowing that he was going to rape her too, taking her virginity like it meant nothing. Which as far as she knew, it meant little to the vicious, brutal, even sadistic wolf bastard in front of her. Her eyes never left his face, though she had seen his hard cock, and knew that it was something most girls would scream about right now.

The hard, thick shaft was impressive, to say the least. Nearly blood-red in color and not because he had just torn through a girl's virginity, it had to be almost eight inches in length and a good two and a half inches across. The pointed tip meant the first part of the penetration would not hurt as much, since it was tapered and went from thin to thick. Then there was his knot. The damn thing had to be about four or five inches in girth. His intrusion into her would be painful, not to mention when he shoved that softball sized knot into her pussy. She shook her head, knowing she had to focus. She was not going to give him the satisfaction of hearing her scream. Not from his rape, at least.

Deryck snapped his neck to one side, and then the other, as he strode towards her. His muscles popped loudly, and then he cracked his knuckles. He stopped a few feet away from her, and, totally at ease, began to stretch and work the kinks out of his muscles from the tension that had developed while he had been working on Alix. His body flowed gracefully from one stretch into another, his tail swaying from side to side as he bent and moved in the dim light from the ceiling. His muscles rippled, toned and powerful under his fur, and finally, he came up with a roll of his shoulders, and looked at her.

He stepped to her, and laid his paw alongside her cheek. "So beautiful. The way you moved while dancing just enchanted me."

Darya watched as he cracked his bones and heard the popping of his muscles as he started loosening himself up for something. What he was loosening up for, she did not know, nor did she care to know. What mattered was finding a way to escape. She fought to contain the shudder that screamed for release as his paw found her cheek, her breathing increasing in pace as she desperately tried to show him nothing. Nothing of her plans, and nothing of her feelings. She had learned the lesson regarding not cursing at him very well, thank you very much.

"Free me from these chains, and I'll dance for you," she said softly, trying to use her natural feminine wiles on him. If she got him to free her, she would be one step closer escape. She had no idea what, or rather, who, she was dealing with. He was no easy pushover, as she would learn. Deryck looked her in the eyes, his paw not leaving her cheek even as she spoke. The soft fur on his hand slowly trailed over her shoulder and down the middle of her chest, between her breasts, tied as they were. He gently drew the palm across one of her breasts, and the nipple, hardened from the cold of the basement.

He bent down, and licked the other, whispering, "You would dance for me? Beautiful lady?"

She was a fool if she thought he would give in, but there was no reason to break her mistaken belief just yet. Darya barely held back a moan as she felt his heated tongue against her cold-hardened, aching nipple and his warm paw against the other. He had remembered how sensitive her nipples were from their earlier encounter in her basement dance studio, and now, was using that information against her. She could not stop him, nor could she embrace him, not tied the way she was.

Something in her reveled in his compliment, but she was trying to remain focused on gaining her freedom. Burying her revulsion to his touch, she looked down at him, a look of need crossing her face in a flash, almost too fast to be seen. It was not fast enough though. It was caught by his keen eyes, and the slight trembling that came with it was felt by his sensitive paw as the pads drew slowly over her aching nipple.

"I would," she answered, a sultry rasp in her voice.

"You are truly a wonderful...beautiful woman.... You are not appreciated for what you are.... You are a goddess..." He spoke in a sensual, husky whisper, drawing her in, his voice low and melodic, his words spaced just enough to make her want to hear more. His paw continued to caress her aroused nipple, then both of them as he brought his other paw into play. His muzzle moved up to lick her cleavage and her neck with his long tongue. He almost had her, she could not hide her trembling and feelings from him. He was an enhanced version of one of the most sensitive of all species, the wolf.

Her trembling grew as his tongue stroked up between her breasts and then over her neck. Her back arched slightly, pushing her aching nipples into the pads of his paws, wordlessly begging for more. She craved his touch, gentle as it was on her, despite having seen how vicious he could be. Never in her life had she been complimented like he was doing, nor had she ever been touched this way, let alone wanted more. He'd kidnapped her and was planning on raping her, for God's sake!. Yet all she could think about was more. More of his touch, more of his tongue, more of his words. His soft, sensual, husky voice.

She was losing her battle to keep her focus on her eventual escape as unfelt before, needs and desires rose up in her. She was engulfed in a heated need, a fire that burned hot inside her, demanding release. With a soft cry, her head turned and her mouth found his muzzle, her lips parting as her eyes hooded in desire.

Deryck opened his mouth freely, smiling as she plunged her mouth and tongue onto his muzzle. He kept his teeth away from her, not wanting to hurt her now that he had her, and startle her away. His long tongue pushed into her mouth, it's roughness running over the insides of her cheeks and over her tongue. His roughened pads continued to play with her nipples, rubbing over them, stimulating the aroused and sensitive nubs even as he closed his hips with her open legs. He knew that he had woken something inside her that she needed to sate. That would make it all the easier to take her.

Darya gave a husky, lust-filled cry as her senses were overloaded. His tongue sweeping through her parted lips into her moist mouth. His rough paws on her sensitive, aching and hardened nipples. Now, Oh gods!!. His hard cock pressed between her labia. Her arms pulled at the chains, trying to wrap around him. She had to touch him, had to hold him close to her. Frustrated, her lusty cries changed to aggravated ones, though she did not pull her head away.

He smiled into her lips, seeing how hard she was trying to get to him. He knew she wouldn't run now, and even if she tried, he would catch her. He wrapped a strong arm around her body, and the other hand left her tit to fumble with his key in the latches of her cuffs. He finally got them both unhooked, and lowered her to the floor on her back, leaving her tied painfully, but now able to use her arms. He laid fully on top of her, kissing her still, his hands returning to her tits to give them a passionate and lusty squeeze. He was ready now. Now he would take her virginity, as soon as she pulled him close.

Her arms freed from the chains, she smiled, her hands gripping his head, pulling him deeper into their kiss as it continued. Closing her eyes, she focused wholly on the kiss and the feel of his paw pads on her breasts, the roughness of them gently abrading her nipples, keeping them hard. The sensations crashed over her, making her gasp. Sliding her arms from his head, to wrap then around him, she pulled him closer to her. It was never good to tease a hungry wolf, cause you never know when he was going to take what he wanted. There was no way she could stop him from taking her, not with her legs and breasts still tied so painfully.

Deryck welcomed her arms around him, he didn't have to force her to take him in her embrace, she asked for what came next. It was her own doing. His cock was going crazy with her still virgin lips rubbing against it constantly, his precum dripping from the tip, as it was ready to penetrate and claim another pussy. He pressed his muzzle to her harder, and then his hands slid to her hips, gaining a light hold on her curves. His claws suddenly bit into her flesh, and the new leverage provided him with much more force than normal. His hips bucked, and in went the massiveness of his rod, shredding her hymen, stretching her pussy, and jamming into the wall of her cervix.

Darya stiffened as he tore through her virginity, her mouth still pressed against his, her tongue deep in his mouth, twining with his in an age-old mating dance. The only sign, other than her bodies tensing that showed of the pain, was a fleeting wince that crossed her face. She was keeping herself as quiet as possible, just as she had resolved to. He could see that she was in pain, the scent of her fear and pain welled in the room as he first raped her cunt, and yet, she didn't scream. He wanted her to scream. Why wouldn't she?. He growled and pressed his tongue into her harder, and began to brutally shove his hips against her cunt, intent on beating her into submission with his hard, long, cock.

Pulling away from her mouth, he leaned back enough to drop his head to her tits, where he lightly bit the left one, sinking his teeth into the swollen flesh. He would make her scream, make her whimper and beg to be left alone, even as Alix had.

The feel of him inside her was uncomfortable, his thick girth stretching her tight, freshly deflowered and bleeding cunt. Her poor hips were bleeding from his claws as he held onto her, keeping her still as he drove into her. Suddenly bereft of his muzzle against her mouth and his tongue dancing with hers, she let out a low, almost inaudible moan. Her hands tightened around the sides of his head as he moved down to her breasts, her fingers clutching at his fur, almost pulling it from the pain that seared through her body. Her breasts were aching from his teeth pressing in around her nipple.

Her tension on his fur, pulling him closer, only reinforced his wanton raping of her torn cunt. There was no way for her to possibly get him off of her, and in fact, her actions seemed to encourage him a bit. He was sure that she didn't want this, and yet perhaps she wanted an orgasm so badly that she would resist the pain until he had made her cum. He grinned as he bit her tit, in that case, he would make her cum...and cum...and cum... until her pussy was so sore and raw she cried out with every movement of his cock inside her tender, abused mound. He growled, and began to lengthen his strokes, moving into a more sustainable pace.

Her back arched as his teeth clamped down harder around her nipple, pain etching onto her face, though she bit back the scream that demanded release. His harsh brutally-paced violent thrusts into her made her hurt even more, especially since the only lubrication she got was the little bit of wetness that had formed when he was pleasing her nipples with his tongue and paws, and her virgin blood. The slight wetness started to dissipate as he kept thrusting into her.

Yet he was the one that set the pace in the brutal race they were running, the race to see who would win out, his cock, or her determination not to scream. It was he who choose just how long this horror would last for her, she had no choice. His thrusts continued at the same pace though, not a fraction faster or shower, showing great endurance, not even breathing hard as he pounded her.

He felt her cunt begin to dry up, and smiled. "You're losing," he whispered.

The screams were battering against her throat, demanding release as he kept thrusting brutally into her dry snatch. She breathed through her nose, her hands clenching in his fur and pulling on it to give her an outlet, to keep her vow to herself. Pain flared on her face, especially in her eyes, but determination rose in them. Determination not to scream, not to give into the rising pain.

He growled at her as she pulled on his fur, though it didn't hurt all that much. He wasn't going to let her think for one minute that she had an advantage over him. He would break her. He would turn her into a whimpering mess by the time he was finished. He watched as his cock continued to slide into her, slowly, very slowly, becoming harder to push in, testifying to the lack of moisture. Her tits were swollen, turning red from the constant pressure on them, and the ropes were cutting into her flesh badly, causing them to bleed a bit. The constant motion of his thrusts were rocking her legs and body, yanking on the ropes every stroke. He released her hips, taking his claws to her tits now, making small cuts in them slowly, then pinching and pricking her nipples.

Her hands tightened their grip on his fur, yanking hard, as she felt the pain rippling through her as the pace slowed, not by choice, but by necessity due to the lack of moisture. The harsh dry fucking was taking a toll on her, as he relentlessly drove into her. And the ropes.... they cut deeper into her breasts, making her wince with every thrust that forced her legs to bounce against her chest. Her poor breasts were being turned into a mass of blood, and she couldn't tell if they were going to be permanently damaged or not.

It was time for something new now, something that Deryck hoped would push her over the edge. She was destined, of course, to be fucked in all her holes in the future, and now looked like a good enough time to see how she responded to a bit of anal, though he would wait to take her anal virginity at the lab. His right paw fell from her breasts, and went under her ass, finding her nether-hole. His claw extended, he pushed the hard bone inside her tight ring, cutting it slightly, before brutally shoving the entire finger inside. He grabbed her tit hard and picked up his speed a bit as he did so, intent on finally driving her over the edge.

Her body trembled and screamed in pain, though her lips were tightly pressed together. She refused to make a sound, even as she felt something pressing against her tight sphincter. The sudden, brutal thrust of his thick finger into the snug, untouched before hole, coupled with the violent harsh thrusting with a little more speed again into her dry slit, was the final straw for her. A long, echoing scream ripped from her.

His grin was one of hellish pleasure and triumph, hearing her scream and cry out as he finally broke down her resolve. He pumped his finger into and out of her backdoor a few times, then pulled it out, and sped up his thrusts. He was going to make her cunt so red and raw it would look like a piece of meat. His speed increased to almost that of when he was fucking Roaz, tearing her pussy on the inside slightly from the friction. A fresh welling of blood appeared, not serious, but enough to lube his cock and aid in the vicious duty he was performing. The tip of his cock was now pounding against her cervix rapidly, bruising it.

She thrashed under him, the pain too much for her to bear. Her tightly puckered rear door was hurting from the violent thrusting of his finger into her, but that was the least of her aches and pains from his brutal raping. Her breasts, bleeding from the rope cutting into them, were starting to go numb, and her poor abused cunt was bleeding again. She could smell the coppery tang of her blood as his cock pounded into her with a little more ease now. Her hands tightened further in his fur, her knuckles turning white as she yanked harder on his thick pelt.

He actually enjoyed the slight amount of pain that she was causing him by pulling his coat. It caused him to grunt and growl as she did so. He felt his knot begin to grow, and pounded harder, trying to cram it inside her tightness so that he could cum and force his seed into her. His hands massaged and clawed her tits as he did so, then he decided to give her a bit more room to move. He cut the ropes on her tits, letting her legs free of them.

She felt the tension ease in the ropes against her breasts and the globes of soft flesh bounced back up into their normal position as her feet found the floor beneath her. She tried to use the slight freedom of her legs to force him off her, but she had no real leverage, and her legs were still bound heel to ass. One hand slid from his fur, and in a blur of movement, lashed out at him. Unlike Alix, though, she didn't aim for his muzzle and nose area, despite it already being hurt from the black haired girl's earlier attack.

He saw her move, saw her lash out at him and attempt to hit him. He dodged away, not going far as his knot had just slipped inside her lips. He grabbed her wrist in his powerful, viselike grip and twisted, forcing it back down. He snarled loudly, growling out his displeasure with her action, letting her know that she crossed the line. His teeth descended, and closed on her left tit, completely. He hadn't planned on hurting her that bad, but she would learn. His teeth sunk deep into her flesh, his jaw crushing the delicate globe inside it.

Pain flared in her wrist, breast and violated, bruised pussy as everything happened at once. As he leaned back and grabbed her wrist, his hips drove forward into her, shoving his knot into her, stretching her abused entrance, making her scream again. Then his fangs sank into her breast, causing her free hand to tighten further in his lush pelt, tugging at him futilely. She couldn't handle anymore. As the pain washed through her, she gave a single buck of her hips against his before blacking out.

His cock jumped as her vagina tightened around him on her final buck, then she went limp, becoming nothing but a fuck-doll or cumdump. Personally, he didn't mind fucking an unconscious girl, but it took too much of the fun out of raping them. Her clenching did have the effect of triggering his release though, and he groaned as he emptied himself into the second hole of the evening. After he finished, not caring if he hurt her more, he took hold of her ass and ripped himself out of her, letting his knot deflate in the open air. He retrieved a few more rags, alcohol and another bottle of water, and proceeded to also clean her, though her tits were in much worse shape than Alix's, as was her cunt from his brutal pounding.

A soft cry slipped from her as he ripped his knot from the tight confines of her brutally ravaged sex, though her eyes remained closed. It wasn't until the alcohol was used on her cuts that her eyes flew open as a loud scream ripped from her, echoing in the otherwise empty room. Blood covered her breasts from the ropes and his fangs, blue-black bruises already forming to delineate the rope burns she had. He patted her head when he finished cleaning her, and then moved back to his bag. He picked up the bottle of chloroform and soaked two strips of their clothes in it.

He came back over to Darya first, holding it up, growling out. "Now we're going for a nice drive. When you wake up, you'll be home." He shoved the rag over her face, and then tied it in her mouth, gagging her with it.

The other rag was taken to Alix. He knelt and ran his fingers through her hair, then forced her mouth open and gagged her too, pinching her nose so that she had to breath the fumes. After she slumped, he nodded and stood, surveying his work. All had gone well so far. He still had one girl left, but he would leave her for now, letting her enjoy her remaining few days of normal life.

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