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This is my first Yiff Star story. It's intended to be a series. Chapter two is almost complete. I tried posting once back weeks before halloween but the story seemed to be ignored! And now without furthur adue, the tale of Millie The Rabbit and Rita Forlorn._

The Top of The Tower

Chapter One: Stockholm Syndrome

There was a tower to the east that no one ever visited, ever. People had long debated whether or not it was inhabited, although the older generations told a tale of a witch that lived in the tower; a bitter witch by the name of Forlorn, who had also ruled an empire that soon fell to a Lycan army. However, that was impossible; the Forlorn Empire fell 180 years ago. Millie knew this, and was hellbent to prove it to them.

It had been a dare on Halloween night, and Millie and her friends stood in front of the structure and looked up at the tower that had once been part of a castle. Millie was a lapine, 16 years old, with mostly white fur with patches of black here and there. She had long, floppy ears and a determined but sweet attitude. She was also known as a bit of a brain among her friends, so she was eager to prove that there was no witch at the top of the tower. "You chickens can stay down here. I'm going in." And with that, she squirmed through a hole in the old, wooden and heavily locked tower door.

Rather than explore the dark tower, she ran as quickly as her legs could carry her up the spiral stairs. There were several unseen stone doors she passed, but Millie was eager to get to the top. Fighting through cobwebs and crumbling stairs, she finally made her way to the very top of the large tower. She pushed open the battered wooden door and gazed at the large yellow moon.

"AROOOOO!" The lapine let out a false wolf's howl, hearing her friends shriek below. "I told you there was nothing up here!" She shouted down to them. "It's just a dusty old re-"

Millie's friends looked up expectantly, waiting for her to finish her statement. However, they could no longer see Millie peering over the edge of the tower. "Come on, Millie, stop playing around!" One of them yelled, but there was no reply. The lapine girl was gone.

Millie tried to scream as she felt someone grab her, muffled by a hand over her mouth. Whoever it was was huge. The grip around her waist was unbearably tight as she was dragged down, down into one of the rooms protected by a heavy stone door. The lapine was shoved into a stone wall as a snarling voice addressed her. "How dare you trespass here!? Thief! You shall get your just desserts."

As her eyes opened, she squinted in the direction of her captor. A muscular wolven female in hir mid-thirties stood in age-worn attire. Her chest heaving, she fixed her rageful gaze on Millie. She knew she was looking into the eyes of the cursed Lycan witch, Forlorn. "I'm not a thief!" The bunny girl squeaked, cowering in fear.

The wolven female sneered with distaste. "Obviously not." Shi reached out and grabbed the bunny girl by her ears. "Prepare for a Hollow's Eve you won't soon forget, slut."

Rita Forlorn had lived in the village for 180 years. Shi had watched it change into a small thriving town over time and learned of the customs of the new age. Twenty years before, shi had captured a woman from the village and made her hir wife. It was a short lived romance when hir wife passed away from a disease even the likes of Rita could not cure. For all her knowledge of dark magics and potions skills, shi had still lost that which shi held most dear. Bitter now, more so than ever, shi only left hir tower to hunt, and any run-in with a local meant their untimely demise or capture.

Capturing and training slaves brought Rita enough profit to purchase that which shi needed to live. No one in the town seemed to notice the disappearance of young girls. Shi would draw hir information from them; modern terms and mannerisms that shi would use to blend into the crowd for daytime visits to the market. Now, though, her secret was out... unless the lapine that invaded her tower was disposed of... or sold.

Millie kicked and squealed as her ears were grabbed. "Ow! Stop it, that hurts!" No sooner had she said it than she had regretted it; Rita only pulled harder, actually lifting Millie a few inches off the ground. She squirmed and sobbed from the burning in her ears. Surely this beast would rip them off!

"Redimio Compes!" The wolven woman bellowed. There was a strange rattling from the ceiling before thick chains snared Millie's wrists and ankles.

"What... what are you doing! Stop, stop it!" She struggled desperately, trying to escape from the monstrous woman.

Rita chuckled darkly as hir eyes raked over the squirming rabbit, now suspended spread-eagle in the air. "Shut up!" Shi barked. "We can't have you running back to your little friends, telling them where I live." Millie let out a squeal of fear and tugged on her chains, feeling the metal rub roughly up against her fur.

Trembling with fright, she could not withhold a scream as Rita lunged at her. "No!" Expecting death and pain, she only felt a slight chill; with a look down she found her clothes in shreds around her. Once what were a pair simple jeans and a festive sweater lay in tatters on the ground. "What! No! No! N-mmnnf..."

Rita smirked as the bunny shuddered; finally, Millie quieted when hir fingers found a cute little bunny cunny. Stroking her sex lightly, shi felt moisture collect on hir fingers. "Look at how wet you are, dirty little slut."

Millie gasped, cringing from the feeling of her sex being stroked. "D-don't." She tried to close her legs, but it was useless with the chains holding them open. The lapine tried to deny her arousal as the witch rubbed her moistening sex. Her eyes widened as the hand that was on her sex was lifted and then smeared across her face; she could smell her arousal on the Witch's fingers.

Rita then began speaking again, keeping the bunny's clit pinched between hir fingers. "Tell me how much you rub that cunt, slut." Millie tried to refuse, shaking her head, keeping silent. "Aww, what's the matter? You were so talkative before," the witch mocked before roughly squeezing the lapine's clit between hir thumb and forefinger. "Answer me, or there's going to be a steel ring running through that cute little clit."

Millie squealed after hearing Rita whisper that to her. "Tw-twice a day!" She averted her eyes, now feeling exposed and violated. The bunny could feel her wetness dripping down her thighs.

Rita licked hir hand clean and looked over the young black and white bunny. The shame-stricken Millie made Rita's shaft pulse against the inside of hir slacks. "Looks like my new little toy is going to get a treat." Pulling down hir fly, shi allowed her thick, pulsing shaft to spring free. It was 14 inches of throbbing wolf meat, something that made most furs hang their head in shame.

The chains rattled as Millie struggled to escape, screaming at the sight of it. "Y-you freak!"

Rita simply put on a look of mock hurt as shi approached. "Freak? That hurt my feelings. You'll have to be punished." Rita summoned a syringe from thin air into her hand and injected Millie in the arm before discarding it. So much more effective than trying to force a potion down the throat of an unwilling guest.

The bunny was then quickly brought to tears as the freak, Forlorn, began to press hir impossibly large cock against her sex. Millie's voice was growing hoarse from all of the screaming. "No! It's too big! No! Don't! I-I'm a virgin!"

Tears streamed down her face in response to the sheer force in which the cock slammed into her tight virgin sex. The pulsing rod of wolf meat easily tore through her hymen and slammed into her cervix. The lapine was unable to do anything but whimper as she was violated. Her sex was on fire as the muscles contracted helplessly, involuntarily, around Rita's cock. Hiccupping sobs barely escaped Millie's throat as she closed her eyes to avoid having to look at the smirking face of her attacker, but, through her humiliation and agony, she could still sense arousal from her natural bunny instincts. She could feel the cock slowly pulling out and then pushing back in, unable to hold back a shudder.

"Don't deny it, you little slut. I can feel that moist little cunt." Shi punctuated the statement with short, rough thrusts that made Millie's whole body shake. Feeling broken and defeated, she tried to go slack while the beastly herm used her body; but, despite the bunny's humiliation, she quickly found herself moaning beneath Rita. The drug was taking effect. Soon Millie would be engulfed in her most animal desire.

Rita groaned with frustration, finding shi was only able to cram ten inches of her pulsing shaft into the perfect, virgin tight, bunny cunt. "I'm gonna ruin this tight little hole and you're gonna love it!" Shi murred, gripping Millie's hips.

The bunny had already begun to moan, her pussy juices dripping on the floor as their sexes collided. "More!" Millie's eyes had opened partially and were half-lidded with lust; obviously, the rabbit was out of the bag when the word passed her lips. Rita knew the aphrodisiac was working. Soon the rabbit would eagerly lick hir toes if shi so wished, but shi suddenly pulled hir cock from the tight, warm and inviting orifice. "No! No! More! Please!" The bunny squirmed with desire, rational thought thrown out the window.

"More? You want more of my cock? Beg!" The witch snarled as the chains raised their prey further up. There was a loud scrape of a wrought-iron chair being summoned from across the room. Rita settled into a large throne with hir legs spread, hir swollen member sticking straight up.

Millie could only hover above where Rita sat, begging. "Please fill me with your cock. I'm a bad bunny! I need to be punished. I'm a bad little slut!" She heard herself saying these words as though she were looking in from the outside. The shame was almost unbearable. She wanted it so bad that she knew whatever the witch had injected her with was exposing her carefully hidden inner nympho.

Suddenly, the chains holding Millie's wrists released and she plummeted five feet, legs spread to make sure her sex would be impaled right onto Rita's cock. The force of the fall caused Rita's cockhead to push past the Bunny Slut's cervix and pop right into the little rabbit's womb. Rita watched as the bunny convulsed, shuddering in pain. "Mmm, you want punishment? How about I fill your cute little womb with my cum?"

Millie's eyes snapped open. "No!" She shouted, but it was too late; her captor had already began to thrust roughly in and out of her aching womb.

"Look. The little slut actually likes it." Shi said with a grin, stroking Millie's abdomen. Hir girth stretched the bunny to her limit, her screams for more riddled with shouts of pain. The young rabbit was fighting for control of her own body, and was quickly losing the battle.

Rita's thick hermhood was squeezed tight by hir capture's formerly virgin walls. Shi could feel every muscle spasm expertly milking hir cock. Clawed fingertips pressed into the bunny's creamy thighs as shi arched hir back in pleasure. "That's right, you little bitch, keep begging."

Millie complied with a cry of "Fill me with your cum!", only to be followed by a increasingly quiet rejection. "No..." The rabbit girl's eyes finally began to glaze over as the drug, in full effect, brought nothing but shameless pleasure. Rita's new toy moaned and tossed her head back. Watching as the bunny was forced to be a willing fuck toy, the witch was sent over the edge. The herm's cock pulsed hard before shi let forth an earsplitting howl as shi climaxed. Hir cock erupted in a torrent of thick, gooey ropes of cum, deep inside the writhing rabbit.

The cries of pleasure from Millie were drowned out by the witch's howl. She could feel the hot cum pouring into her womb. Disgusted and horror-struck, she tried to scream, but her body ignored her. The feeling of being filled and fucked so brutally had caused her body to climax without her mind's consent. Her inner muscles squeezed Rita's cock as waves of pleasure crashed through her body. Her virginity was stolen by this freak... this... monster. "Oh god, what if she... it... gets me pregnant!" Her mind screamed to no avail.

Cameron and Marty returned to the tower. Police thought they were a couple of Halloween pranksters and had turned them away when they claimed that their friend had been taken by the witch in the tower. Cameron was a large male equine with dusty brown fur and black hair, and could not fit through the hole in which Millie had slipped through. However, Marty was a slender hyena, and once he'd squeezed himself though, he was able to open the door from the other side. The boys rushed up the stairs where they heard screams. The equine stumbled over a broken stair and knocked over a heavy bronze candlestick holder that caused a commotion all the way down to the bottom of the stone steps. As they continued their route, they heard voices. A husky, yet feminine voice snarled, "I hear someone coming. I'd better get you prepared for your debut."

Millie suddenly tumbled to the ground. She rubbed her head and groaned "Ow..." Rita grabbed her arm, digging her claws in as she hauled the lapine up. "Oh, God!" The bunny moaned as all that hot, gooey liquid that had been pumped into her womb suddenly gushed from her cervix, passing her netherlips before dripping down her thighs onto the floor. She squirmed and winced slightly. Rita shoved her back down into the warm, sticky puddle.

Millie laid there, cum soaking into her fur. The drug was starting to wear off. "Ooh, I hear someone coming. I'd better get you prepared for your debut, slut." Shi gripped hir fat, veiny cock and looked down at her capture with a smirk. The heavy stone door opened as Rita released her bladder. A hot stream of piss began to splash across Millie's face, into her maw and across her breasts. Rita's cock continued to coat the bunny in urine. The lapine turned to see the frozen faces of her friends. She became acutely aware that she had begged like a little slut for this and now her friends were here to see her lapping up piss from a freak's dick.

Cameron and Marty used all their strength to push open the heavy stone door. As they entered, their eyes fell upon their friend. Millie lay nude on the floor in a puddle of filth, mouth open as piss splashed across her face. Standing above her was a wolven herm of massive proportions, pissing right on the broken bunny. "M-Millie!" Marty stammered, running towards his friend. She did not respond, as she was attempting to catch more of the putrid liquid in her mouth, moaning and rubbing her breasts with half-lidded eyes. It was too late; Rita already possessed the girl in a way that only shi could.

To be continued...