Myst 2: Wrath of the storm

Story by Myst the bunny on SoFurry

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#2 of Myst

The large gray wolf lay in the bed feeling the loss, a slight chill started and made him s...


The large gray wolf lay in the bed feeling the loss, a slight chill started and made him shiver. He could feel the rapidly cooling wet spit on his cock, twitching in his paw; slowly he grabbed onto his red gleaming canine cock and started to stroke. He should have made is pet bunny finish this, he wanted to spill his seed deep inside her, or on her. Closing his eyes he imagined her little head bobbing up and down. The little braided pigtails brushing against the fur of his inner thigh. Stroking harder, it really didn't take much for him to cum.

Filling his paw and spilling out and over onto his tummy he lay on the bed and panted slightly. Not that this was any work out by any measure. But that bunny of his always made it better made him cum harder even when she was gone. Gone but not forgotten as her smell lingered in the air like a gentle kiss on the wind.

Growling softly Storm sat up on the bed. Rolling off the bed he strutted to the shower to clean. The water nice and hot against his fur. The gray blending and flattening against his toned body. Not body builder muscle mass, but it was "lithe". Standing tall at around 6 foot 3 inches he was a towering creature, his look implied "do not fuck with." The black of his tribal tattoos along his arms and thighs never wavered, always a part of him.

Showering quickly and efficiently he stepped out and whipped the mirror. Looking at the reflection he closed his eyes, allowed the image of his bunny to come to his mind, her sky blue eyes. Pleased with himself he walked out and dressed in his formal attire. The outside world knew him as a proper gentalewolf. Smart savvy, cultured, always calm and cool with his emotions. No one could ever claim to have heard him raise his voice or utter a word of crass language. His bunny knew the real wolf under all that pomp and circumstance.

Grabbing his briefcase Storm walked out the door, as he headed to work he thought about this morning, and even though he had a job to do, he was still going to spend the day thinking of his white little bunny and what he would do to her little body.

Myst was in a blind panic. So many things had just gone wrong. She was never allowed out when she was in heat. Storm saw to her every want in that department. Demanded it really. He got all moody when he was denied her heat. She giggled a bit to herself before the day's events came rushing back in a heated drip into her panties. To be fair her heat had hit her kind of suddenly. Still feeling the bunny seed inside her she moaned softly. This was crazy; even if she was in heat his breeding her should have soothed that. And then she moaned again. She still wanted more. Spoiled on the feel of a much bigger boy.

But there was no denying it. She was breed, by another bunny!!! What would she do if the unthinkable had happened? She stumbled slightly, what if she had.. Babies? Running a slightly trembling paw against the knot in the shirt to her tummy, smooth and soft under fur. She couldn't possibly ever be a mum!

Thinking a bit more clearly she knew there was very little to be done now. Rushing to the bathroom, looking about she noticed no one was there, slipping off her panties, so very used by her using them as a gag, by her cum, by Mr. Stone! Shuttering she used the hand soap and started to clean them, grabbing the paper towels and wiping the best she could along her cunny, and inner thighs.

The heat was still there and that really was starting to worry her. Taking the towel and rubbing it against her lips she slowed and rubbed slowly, pushing the paper a bit up into her. Gasping softly, she thought of her wolf Master. Yes, get home she had to get home.

Seeing her panties as a loss she shoved them in her back pack carelessly along with her books and stood in front of the mirror. She had done the best she could do. Now all she needed was a little bunny foot luck. Heading from the school she went home as fast as she could. She still smelled the other bunny on her clothes. It would be best to best Master home and do a load of clothes. Walking with purpose she slowed a bit as the friction again started to build a heat between her legs. She started imagining the wolf, his bigger cock, bright...shiny...red, a pearl of pre cub on his tip. Myst slowly came around to herself, noting she was holding her panty less crotch and moaning like w whore. But happy to see her street. Almost home.

Storm had had a hard day. Hard enough that he had broken down and against all the rules he had set for himself dared to loosen and remove his neck tie, carrying it along with the handle of his case. He had spent every spare minute he had thinking of Myst. What he would do with her. Thinking to find her in her room studying like a good little bunny he would take her right then and there, no muss no fuss. He ached to knot her, seal that union and keep all those fluids inside her. And he would too.

Walking into the home he dropped his bag, took off his coat, placed it on a hanger in the hall closet and headed to the stairs. His bunny was home. He took a deep breath and smiled, and she had arrived fairly recently too. There was something a bit off about the scent though.

Paying little head to this he gripped the banister and took the stairs two at a time. Intent on finishing what was started earlier. Walking to her room he pushed open the door, and saw her laying on the bed, her braided hair was out of sorts. And Storm frowned slightly. Taking another deep breath he thought he got a whiff of her heat. That was a lovely thought.

Walking into the room and towards her. Myst greeted him with a smile and sat up on her bed. She had changed clothes and done all she could do to try and hide what had happened. She wanted badly to put on some perfume of something but that would be too spurious. In her has she forgotten about her hair, and other small details? She wore her smile bravely though and said with as much perk as she was able "Hello Master, may I finish my job?"

Storm still looked suspicions, getting nearer to her he was able to get a good proper whiff, there was heat, and there was another bunny, faint, but there. Storm stood stock still. The rage slowly building in his eyes. Like his name they seemed to swirl like a gathering storm as he reached out and grabbed her by the arm. "What is the meaning of this bunny? You have been with another rabbit. And at the onset of your Heat!"Growling he pulled her from the bed. Myst, the perkiness gone fell to her knees. Thinking to herself how could she ever dare to fool a wolf? Not just any wolf, her master. "I ...I didn't know, I just needed..." her words died out as she dared to look up he was in a right mood.

Storm needed some time to calm down, it would do no good to hurt her. "Come with me whore...and stay on your hands and knees..." Turning sharply he pulled the shirt from his pants unbuttoning the length, confident that she would follow. Striding to the toy room he looked around for what he might use on her as punishment, so many choices. The reckless fool! This is why he never let her out when she was in heat! Growling as his anger returned he grabbed a length of rope, a gag, and a rather large vibe.

Myst looked up, her arm slightly stinging. Feeling humiliated she walked on her hands and knees following behind him. Going into the toy room she saw him choosing his toys. Sitting as she was trained she sat up, placed her paws behind her back and lifted her chin, her eyes down on the ground. She was a well trained pet. Perhaps if she reminded him of that he would go a bit easy on her.

Myst looked as he walked about the room, cringing a bit on the things he had chosen. Staying silent she watched him approach. His shirt hung freely and revealed his furred chest and the "v" that lead into his pants. She couldn't help but to look and see if he was excited and smiles a bit to herself to see that he was.Typical male.

Storm stood before her and noted that she was still dressed in a pale purple lacy skirt with a matching top. Thinking it would be a shame to see that outfit torn me growled out softly and full of command. "get those clothes off right now, you're not worthy of proper clothes at the moment harlot. " noting her stance and pleased that she had done so , watched as she muttered "Yes Master" and quickly undressed, placing it to the side, going back to her stance when she was through.

Storm scented the air; it was all there, the heat, the male bunny, his bunny. That heat. Storm pushed her clothes to the side and walked behind her. Placing an "o" ring gag in her muzzle and making sure it was good and tight in her mouth before taking her paws, already at her back and ting them there. Bending behind her he took the vibe he had obtained and rubbing her tail hole before pushing it up inside her."You want it so badly don't you...whore. Listening to the moan around the gag as he did.

Myst knew she was in for punishment and he was starting out with punishment. Her heat seemed to come roaring to life again and she wanted badly to have that toy in her cunny. Feeling it in her tail hole she cried out and wiggled, making the toy go deeper. Who knew how long he would keep her like this, she would take what she could get.

Storm felt the need to reclaim his property and planned to do so. Pushing the vibe fully into her and setting it on low he growled softly, "Don't move."Taking off his shirt, and slipping out of his pants and boxers, he walked over and placed them on a chair. Looking at his bound and gagged bunny, watching her struggle not to ride the toy, Storm felt himself harden further. His cock a red beacon against his steely gray fur. Grabbing his own shaft he started to stroke. A drop of pre colored the tip but he paid it no mind. He watched her for a bit longer before walking around to her front. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was panting hard. Drool was starting to form at the corner f her mouth as she moved her tongue about in the o-ring. He knew that she must be aware that he was standing there. Walking to her he slipped his cock into that hole and watched as her eyes opened and her purple dilated with a slight sob she started to rock, and sucked as much as she was able upon his large cock.

Myst needed release, she needed his knot. Nothing else would do. The vibe was moving inside her tail hole and teasing her cunny she whimpered but turned to a moan feeling him on her tongue. For whatever reason if felt so wonderful and right to have him in her mouth again. Daring to look up she did the best she could.

Strom grabbed her by the chin and forced more of himself into her muzzle growling in a low tone muttering "You want this don't you bitch, do you think you deserve my knot?" huffing the wolf started to thrust feeling her hot tongue, hot little mouth and the back of her throat. Holding her chin tighter he forced he too deep throat, holding it for a moment before pulling free again. "Well answer me whore...tell me you want my knot!"

Myst sobbed slightly wanting to answer, "god yes please" but with her muzzle full of his cock and her paws tied behind her back there was no way she could speak or show him how much she wanted him. The vibe was set on low but it felt like the highest setting, everything was high and intense, all she could do was moan, and pled with her eyes.

Storm finally stopped having had his fun here, needing more he walked around her and grumbled "If you won't answer me I'll just go and do what I like. " bending down behind her he placed a massive paw on her back and forced her to bend over, her face now touching the cold floor. Her muzzle open and drooling more than just her spit, but his pre as well.

Storm pulled the vibe from her tail hole and Myst still felt it there, her body used to the vibrations her hole still quivering she gasped as she felt him, it must be him as he pushed past the rim and thrusting fully, his full length into her tail hole. Myst cried out with a slight sob, needing him in her cunny, but having to take this torment.

Strom started to thrust within her, still mad at her actions still wanting to punish her for what she did. His movements slowed slightly as he shuttered. Running a paw along her back and gripping her collar, lifting her slightly as he slammed in, "you're MY property. Storm rode the bunny, it was important for the girl to know her place, and now that that was out of the way he could focus on fucking her properly. Pulling slowly from her tail hole he grabbed the vibe again and placed it inside her again, if for no other reason than to torture her more. Then rubbing his tip against her cunny he ran his paws along her hips, gripping them and thrusting fully and deeply inside her.

Myst wanted to scream with pleasure, she waited just this, her face pressed to the floor she muttered all manner of sounds, rocking back on him and clinching hard against the vibe, not wanting to lose it. Together they found a rhythm. Suddenly storm was less concerned about her punishment and more concerned about her feel. He had been thinking of her all day and now he was riding her, slamming into her, fucking her. He let go of her hips and grabbed her collar again, lifting her from the ground and thrusting forward.

Running a paw around her middle and lifting her back to sitting his cock throbbing and working her still his now fully engorged knot pushing against her opening. Keeping her in his embrace he slammed deep up into her, forcing her to take his knot.

Myst cried out again with a broken sob, this was what she needed, what she wanted, this would cool her heat. She wiggled on him and felt the burning pressure of his tying to her. They moved slightly before she felt him at her neck, his hot tough licking her ear, his paw dropping the collar and running around her neck before he pulled back slightly and bit down hard against the nape of her neck at the same moment shooting deeply within her. Filling her and knocking the vibe in place again. Myst felt so much pressure, the fluids filling her so that she could have sworn she did have a belly bulge. Her body full of wolf cum. Shuttering her answering orgasm took her eye sight. Stars danced in her vision as finally he pulled away and snarled into her ear. "Never forget who you belong to bunny..."