revenge.
Revenge.
Do you acknowledge things you hold dearly to you? Everything can be taken in an instance. And it will leave you Tormented, distraught, Torn apart by the past. He desires the past, He desires the present and the future. He desires revenge.
He went from the top dog whom everyone admired, aspired to be like to something regarded as an annoyance... treated like shit stuck to the bottom of someone's shoe. And eventually he would be scraped off. He hated that one mutt. That one glory seeking mutt. Life was grand... Life was perfect. He was slowly but surely getting to the girl he loved. A beautiful copper red husky named jenna. Everything about her drove the malamute crazy with desire. He would trade everything to be with her. But when the mutt stole her too the malamute lost it entirely. Every night when he slept alone in the cold alleys of nome. Plans formulated in his mind. Sick, twisted plans. He would not let the mutt get away with it. The mutt. Will. Die.
But before the final blow the malamute decided to make his life a living hell. First his daughter. Another mutt. She just became old enough to mate. And mate she shall. But where to find her? Apparently she ran away with wolves... the malamute would have expected the great hero of Nome to look after his daughter... letting her run away with a pack of feral wolves? No decent parent would ever allow that. At least the malamute had someone to frame... how would the mutt take it? His daughter raped and slaughtered by the wolves he abandoned her with? That would tear Balto apart
The malamute loved his new form. One of the side effects of the great diphtheria epidemic took hold of all the human's furry four legged friends. They began to evolve. No longer four legged pets. But civilised bipedal members of society. this Included fully pose able hands. He could now pick things up... move objects about... and put. Things. Down. And that's just what he planned to do. He planned to put the mutt down. If the mutt was lucky it would be quick and painless... but he was out to make sure the mutt was out of luck.
First things first though to find the mutt's daughter... Aleu.. such a beautiful name for such a beautiful whore. Yet another advantage of his now almost human form was that he could now row a boat across water... perfect for getting to Aleu and her pets... no waiting for ice to move. He patiently waited for the dead of night when he "borrowed" a boat, a hunting knife and a digital camera with a LCD display screen from one of the local fishermen. He stepped into the boat and rowed into the night. Soon the night turned to day and he could see the island where the wolves now lived. It occurred to him that Aleu may not have evolved into a more human form... she may still be little more than an animal. Either way it didn't bother the hunter.
The boat reached the shore where he stepped out onto the snowy ground and pulled the boat up the beach. He left it there and ventured on. He soon smelt the strange smells of the wolves' markings on trees, plants and the floor. They smelt new... a few hours maybe... this helped the hunter greatly. He ventured on finding newer and newer markings. Soon he could see the pack. The omegas, the subordinates, the betas... and finally the alpha... a young bitch... she looked very different to the other wolves... there was an obvious reason to her different looks. She wasn't a wolf. But a mutt. The mutt's daughter. How delightfully easy.
The malamute stayed low to the ground as not to attract attention to himself. Time for some more patience... he would wait until Aleu was all alone. Then. And only then would he strike.
It was his lucky day. All the wolves ran off to hunt for food. But not the alpha and her betas. no. it's not their job. In a flash the malamute had the knife drew. He silently pounced one of the betas and sliced it's throat before throwing it's carcass to the ground. The other beta met a similar fate. The snow painted red beneath the wolves. Now it was just him and the alpha. He ran towards her holding her muzzle shut so she couldn't howl out for help, he picked her up and carried her away. Walking through a stream dragging her through to mask their scents. He didn't want anyone interrupting them.
He tightly tied the bitch's muzzle shut with some rope so no noise could escape from her. He laid her on the floor and brought his foot down on her leg. The horrible sound of her bones cracking and splintering aroused him. And the agonised look on her face made him smile a sick smile. His tip poked out of his sheath as he mercilessly destroyed her leg. "don't worry." he whispered, "you only have three more legs." he smashed Aleu's other legs just as brutally. She was in horrific pain. She wanted to die. To be spared the immense pain. But the hunter wouldn't let her. She will die quite soon though.
He looked at the pathetic whimpering mess that laid beside his feet. If he had a shred of humanity he would have felt remorse. Although he has the body of a human he is so much less than a human. Even lower than the most feral of animals. He had no regret. No remorse. No mercy. Only pleasure. He enjoyed hurting the daughter of Balto. He knew that these feelings would seem minute when slaughtering the source of his problems. The mutt himself. The malamute took great excitement from this thought.
The wolf-dog bitch looked up at the malamute who towered above her. Her vision clouded with pain. She knew she would not live to see the next sun down. And she was scared. He leaned in close to her and whispered in her ear. "are you still virgin? Have you had a male in you? If not I will personally steal your innocence." her pained look instantly turned to a pained look with a lot of terror thrown in. the malamute enjoyed this mixture of emotions. Did he see a flash of hatred in there too? She tried to stand and flea. But instantly the weight on her legs made the pain flare up and she fell to the floor whimpering. She wasn't going anywhere. She was completely at the mercy of the malamute. She flinched as he reached down and stroked her. Starting from her head and working down... past her shoulders... down her sides... along her thighs... before resting his hand on her genitals.
He bent down and sniffed her. He could literally smell her fear. "You are so beautiful... and so helpless... wouldn't be a shame if someone were to take advantage of you? Now the big question is... will I take advantage of you? Do you have a good reason why I shouldn't?" he listened to her make some frenzied noises behind her roped muzzle. "no reasons? Strange... and here I thought you didn't want me to take you. You little slut. I'm surprised daddy didn't take you when he had the chance... but then again... I guess that wouldn't be fair to your brother... he knows that it's not nice to cheat on people." his psychological torment continued as he rubbed her vaginal lips. Smiling as he felt her getting wet at his touch. "Are you ready? of course you are." he pulled down his trousers and with great ease picked her up and placed her hole just above his erect shaft. She whimpered and whined. Her eyes begging for him to stop. She was so helpless. He slowly pushed himself into her before loosening his grip letting gravity pull her down, her vulva touching his bulbous knot. Then he would pull her up again and drop her again. Soon he dropped down to his hands and knees. Holding her thighs with his hands as he ruthlessly violated her repeatedly.
With one last violent thrust his knot slipped into her tight confines. And he came. Thick ropes of his semen flew down her female caverns. The malamute looked impatient. he didn't have time to be tied to her. He took his knife and carefully cut her entrance open so he could pull his knot out. He looked at all the blood that dripped with silent amusement. He then proceeded to desecrate her anus with his blooded knife. Watching as she writhed in agony. With one motion he stood up and destroyed her crotch with his foot. More bones cracked. He then picked up the weak animal and tore her throat out with his sharp teeth. He watched as the shine in her eyes faded. She died under his perverted scrutiny. He pulled his trousers back up and walked back through the stream washing his mouth out before bathing. He replaced her corpse at the wolves' "home" he laid her down laughing as blood leaked from her holes and throat.
He took out his camera and took a photo of her bloody genital area. A close-up of her throat and then one last picture of her whole corpse. Balto would love to see these pictures. The malamute put the camera back into his bag. He then urinated on her making sure to cover her twat and her throat. He then opened her mouth and pissed down her throat. Laughing as some leaked out the hole in her throat. Marking the corpse as his. Almost as an artist signs his work.
And with that he walked away. Back to his boat and back to Nome. Behind him he could hear the anguished howls of her subordinates and omegas. This made things oh so much more sweet for the malamute. He pondered his next target as he rowed. The mutt's aggravating son, Kodi. Yet again. More people to frame. The other post dogs. Steele knew all about the post dogs. They had changed completely. At one point they were close. When they helped that pilot out they had bonded... but when one of the more senior members found out Kodiak was sleeping with dusty, the bitch he fancied. He was not happy. You might say he'd kill Kodi... the malamute smiled at the idea... first things first... getting back to Nome.
It was dark by the time he got back to Nome. He replaced everything where it should be apart from the camera. That was his now. Although it may fall into Balto's hands sooner or later... he walked into town and saw Kodi and dusty walking hand in hand. "how cute..." he muttered to himself "I might have to get rid of her as well" he watched with interest as they entered the same house. "oh my... what would Balto say?"
His ears perked up as he heard a slapping noise. He took out his camera and saw dusty clutching her face "ooh... kodi... you kinky bastard!" she cried lovingly to her mate.
"oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?" he pulled out a whip and bought it down on dusty. The malamute snapped another picture. Just as her eyes closed on impact. The malamute knew what was going on... but the pictures told a different story entirely. A story of an abusive male and a mate who could kill him... and did kill him before taking her own life. "oh how perfect..." he watched as dusty walked upstairs to the bed room alone. The malamute slowly opened the door and retrieved a kitchen knife from the kitchen before sneaking up behind Kodi. "hello Kodi."
"wha... who are you!?" the husky demanded.
"who am I?" the malamute laughed. "I'm the one who's going to end your pathetic little existence. The malamute laughed as he felt someone beating against his back.
"leave him alone you bastard!" dusty cried "i'll... i'll call the police!" the big dog turned around and punched the bitch in the mouth. Kodi cried as he heard a cracking noise.
"dusty! No!" he dropped to the floor and hugged her unconscious form. "what do you want from us?"
"i just want to play a little game with you... and if you play nice... I'll let you both live. But if you fuck me about I will slice her open and redecorate with her innards." he gave Kodi a few seconds before continuing to let it all sink in "Understand?"
"y...yes." he muttered
"yes what?" the malamute questioned enthusiastically.
"yes... sir." the malamute could tell from the tone in kodi's voice he was not at all pleased with himself.
"turn around and raise your tail."
Kodi stared at the malamute in disbelief "you don't... that's disgusting!"
the malamute sighed and rested the knife's blade between Dusty's breasts. "you know what else is disgusting? Blood and guts..."
"no, please! I'll do it!" the malamute laughed as kodi quickly took off all of his clothes.
"now get on your hands and knees." he whispered into the husky's ear. "now if you scream she dies. Okay?" Kodi nodded the submission really getting to him. The malamute brought his foot back and kicked kodi's hanging sack with the same bone crushing brutality he used on Aleu.
The big dog laughed as the husky held his mouth shut as a weird almost unimaginable noise as his furry orbs were obliterated. "I'm sorry Kodi... did that hurt?"
"yes!" tears streamed down his face.
Now that the malamute had hurt him physically it was time to destroy him mentally. "Kodi... I don't know how to tell you this..."
"tell me what?" the husky wiped the tears from his face and looked up at the abusive dog pleadingly
"well... your sister died yesterday... she was raped then slaughtered by those wolves she went with..."
"you're lying... please tell me you're lying!" kodi broke down again. The malamute was enjoying this. He pulled out his camera And showed him the three pictures of aleu's corpse.
"the wolves did it? But... but why?"
"do you want to know the truth Kodi? I did it. But Balto doesn't need to know that does he? I'm afraid you're going to take this knowledge to hell with you... you were such an abusive mate... dusty... poor old dusty... she wouldn't do what you wanted... so you slit her throat and fucked her as she died!... and then you committed suicide... you didn't want to face the charges did you?"
"what? No I didn't! I love dusty loads!" he made a horrified yipping noise as the malamute lacerated Dusty's throat with the knife. "oh my god! Dusty! No!" and that was the last thing kodi said as the malamute hurled the blade at his throat.
The malamute looked at the two pathetic beings on the floor wriggling as they bled out. Just enough life to watch him rape Dusty... "you are beautiful." she made an unintelligible noise... probably a fuck you. But he didn't care.
The malamute placed his cock between his breasts and started humping them. The tip of his cock poking her bloody throat, causing her great amounts of pain. This was a great turn on for the malamute... having a pretty cute bitch totally helpless... shaking beneath him... he was having the time of his life... it kept on getting better and better!"
the husky stopped shaking and joined her mate in the ranks of the unliving. But that didn't mean the malamute had to stop. He kept on going. Spraying load after sticky load onto her bloody throat. He stood up and placed the knife in kodi's hand before moving his arm and the blade into the hole in his throat. Making it look like the dog stabbed himself. The malamute then took some pictures of the corpses before he walked upstairs to take a shower before disappearing into the night. Only two remained... if he couldn't have jenna... no one could.
First he prepared what was called "the boiler room" for him and jenna then he hunted her down... finding her all alone... waiting for someone... it was Balto... that mutt! "hello there jenna!" the malamute grabbed her by the muzzle and dragged her away kicking and screaming.
He opened the door to the boiler room and threw her to the floor. She looked around at some of the items lying on the floor. Terrifying images and thoughts flooded into jenna's head as she thought about what the malamute was going to do her. He picked her up and bought her head close to his. "so jenna... do you remember that time you burnt me?"
"yes... I'm sorry Steele! Please don't hurt me!"
"is that all you can think about? Yourself? You're such a selfish bitch." he threw her to the floor and locked the door. He then walked over to the boiler and pulled a pair of thick leather gloves onto his hands... "this may hurt... I hope it does." he opened the boiler and used a pair of long metal grabbers to lift what looked like a metal ball with a belt through it.
"what's that?" jenna asked horrified by the red hot metal.
"well you see my dear. I don't want the whole town woke by your screams...consider this... a muzzle. Now open your mouth or I may pay a visit to Kodi..." she opened her mouth without any other thought. "Good girl" jenna let out a muffled scream of immeasurable pain as the red hot gag was forced into her mouth and kept there by the hot leather belt that was fastened behind her head. "I hope you don't think this is the end... it is only the beginning."
he then picked up a whip which split into nine tails. Each tail a small metal blade. He put the tips into the inferno of the boiler. And waited... pulling jenna by the ears over to the boiler getting a good look at them as they heated up. She whimpered as he threw her to the floor and pulled the whip from the fire... the ends white... he brought it down on her with almost no emotion only the slightest bit of pleasure shined through.
Soon jenna was a whimpering bloodied mess on the floor. But it wasn't the end. Steele then placed a two thick metal rods into the fire. One short one about eight inches in length and a longer one about a metre long. he Laughed as he thought about what he was about to do to her. "Jenna?"
"mpfh?"
"you burnt my ass... now i'm going to burn yours." He pulled one of the rods out of the fire and rested it against her anus. Smiling as her breathing became erratic
"mpthmthpth!"
"sorry bitch. You had your chance. You could have been mine. You could've had MY pups! Pure. Fucking. bred! All dog! Not mutts!" he forcibly thrust it into her. Burning her insides.
She broke down crying. Steele found it amusing that the fantastic jenna would be reduced to tears so easily... he then considered showing her the pictures... that would destroy her... she would beg for death... "hey jenna... i've got something to show you..."
she slowly looked up at the malamute. I've got some pictures to show you... when was the last time you told Aleu you loved her?" she immediately stopped moving and watched as steele took out his camera and looked through the pictures. First the one of her whole corpse. Jenna closed her eyes as she looked at it. no... it couldn't be true... she wasn't dead... steele kicked her. "OPEN YOUR EYES!" next he showed her, her daughter's bloodied genitals... then.. her throat. That was that. Jenna broke down. Unable to believe that her daughter was dead.
"when was the last time you spoke to Kodi and dusty?" her eyes snapped open and she stared at him with a pleading look in her eyes. He was bluffing... oh how wrong she was. Steele thought he could see her heart break as he showed her more pictures... "would you like me to put you out of your misery?"
she just laid there and nodded. Steele pulled the longer steel pipe and brought it down on jenna's torso. She spasmed in pain as Steele smashed her body up. The pipe connecting with her again and again and again. Jenna smiled... her vision became blurry... the malamute stopped beating her and reached for a big container on the floor. He poured the liquid all over her before placing it by her head.
She looked at it. The only thing she could really see through her blurred vision was a hazard sign. Her heart stopped... flammable. "Good bye jenna. I'm afraid this is the last time we'll see each other... oh yeah... say hello to Kodi and Aleu for me." he opened the door and tied a string to the door knob. He pulled the string over to jenna and tied it to a candle which he rested on jenna. He lit the candle and walked towards the door.
Jenna immediately figured out what would happen if Steele pulled the door closed... it would pull the candle over... and ignite her... but she was ready... "bye jenna... oh yeah. I'll tell Balto you said hi."
that was the last thing she could handle. She watched Steele as he closed the door. She saw the candle fall... she saw flames... and that was the last thing she saw. Forever. He then opened the door and took a few pictures. Of her burning corpse
Steele then sat in the exact spot jenna was in when waiting for... Balto... now what would he do to Balto.. something so evil... the malamute got an idea... it made even him feel slightly sick at the stomach. Balto... would have to be eaten... no chance of survival... no evidence! Nothing! He truly would be a piece of shit!
"steele... I don't have time for your bullshit. But please help me... can you tell me where jenna is?"
the malamute jumped at the opportunity. "i know where she is... follow me..." he walked off with Balto behind him. He walked to the boiler room and opened the door... the putrid smell of burnt flesh made him gag. He motioned for Balto to enter. He walked in afterwards and locked the door before picking up the metal pipe.
"she's not he.... what the fuck is that?" he motioned to jenna's burnt corpse.
"what's the matter Balto? You wanted to know where jenna was..."
"oh my... oh my god... jen... jenna? You... you bastard... you fucking bastard... I'll kill you!" he pounced at the larger dog only to be smacked aside by the pipe in the malamute's hands... "you.. fucking.. bastard..." he coughed up some blood.
"There, there Balto it's alright... let it all out. Now you're going to do exactly as I say. Or everyone you know and love will die. Starting with your beautiful daughter Aleu... then Kodi... then that goose!"
"you leave them alone!" Balto growled threateningly at the malamute his lips raised to show off his pointy canines.
"calm down Balto... they will be fine... as long as you do exactly what I say." the big dog told him calmly.
"what do you want me to do?... master..."
the malamute grinned and pulled a chair over. "stand on this for me..." he smiled as Balto stood on the chair. He then picked up a thick rope with a hangman's noose on it. "put this around your neck."
"you're going to hang me?" Balto asked tears forming in his eyes.
"oh heavens no." he watched as Balto put the rope around his throat. then threw the rope over a wooden beam that helped support the roof. He pulled it down forcing the mutt onto his tiptoes. "Try not to fall." he gave Balto a little nudge as he walked past to tie the rope tightly to a post. "now that you're up there I have something to show you..." he took out his camera and hands it to Balto. Smiling as a horrified look grew on his face.
"please... no... it can't be... these are fakes!" Steele took out his phone and handed it to Balto.
"go on then. Call Kodi. There will be no answer. oh. And if you call the police you will die slowly." the malamute watched as Balto typed in some numbers onto the phone and held it against his ear.
"please pick up Kodi! He's lying!"
"the phone's dead isn't it Balto?" he paused "just like your son-- and your daughter-- and your mate." he paused again "and soon you shall join them. Jump Balto. Jump off the chair. Join them!"
Balto's tears were really flowing now. "I... I... I..." the malamute smiled as the mutt stepped off of the chair and dangled helplessly. The noose tightening around his neck, crushing his windpipe. The big dog moved the chair and pulled down his trousers before sitting down and stroking himself.
That would be the last thing the hero of Nome would see. His enemy, the slaughterer of his family, masturbating over his demise. And the thought sickened Balto. "you're lucky Balto... if I was in a bad mood I would have ripped your tight little tail hole open... you can thank me for that."
balto just made a little whimpering sound as his body forced him to gag for air. But none could get to his lungs. He started to get light-headed... the tip of his penis poking out as the smell of the malamute's musk aroused him.
The big dog found this greatly amusing. "enjoying this Balto? You little slut." he laughed as he came over the floor. "Well. Now. You're probably almost dead by now. Say hi to jenna for me." and then. The great hero of Nome, Balto was gone with the cold wind that blew through the town.
The malamute picked the dog up and carried him away. He disappeared from Nome without a trace, every night he would use the mutt's corpse for sexual release, he used it until the mutt's skin tore like paper. he died a second time. And his rotted flesh burnt the nostrils of the malamute. Then. He was discarded. Just like that.
The entire legacy of balto was destroyed by one selfish dog who wanted it all. The blood's on his hands. But he won't wash it off. He's little more than an animal. a lonely animal.