Pheasant Hunt 03 - Despair
#4 of Hunting
Third part of Pepes voyage to his fate..
Pepe woke up. Shaking and trembling attended the last moments of his dreamless sleep. Up and down, left and right his body was kicked. It was hot, sweaty and his sensitive nose spotted the scent of other furs. It was quite restricted. Motor droning filled the air.
He didnt feel pain. It was more some comfortable, warm cotton like impression that lay on his mind and body.
It took some moments for the boy to realize where he was. The drone must have been the motor of some car.. and the shaking was the road... it drove. Around him.. there were bodies. Warm, sweating, wet, naked bodies. All around, rubbing along his body as the car kicked and struggled its way. He was in a pile of furs.
He felt warm, living fur, skin rubbed along his own with every move of the car and as he opened his eyes he did see two quite dirty footpaws, clawed and obviously scaled in front of his face.
He tried to move, but it didnt work. He wasnt cuffed and the others werent that heavy too, but it seemed like his body simply didnt want to obey. Every impuls to move anything else than opening his eyes or maw simple faded away in a fluffy nothing, even if he tried very hard.
Despite his helplessness, he wasnt afraid. The bodies around him, living, breathing and not dead calmed him down and gave him a strange sense of delight and some comfortable prickle in his loins.
It was all bizarr. He was sure Pedro sold him and now he is on his way into one of that huge private owned hospitals. They were waiting for is liver, kidney or what else. Old, rich snobs, on the verge of death used such young ones to gain some further years of life. And he once heard someone telling about rich women bath in the blood of young does or deers just for for beauty.
He was on his way to that gruesome end.. like all the others around him. Pepe breathed heavily now again. A knee lay on his breast, making a bit heavy for air, but he didnt feel panic. Propably the drugs that dragonbreed put in his body simply calmed him down.
The van drove at least an hour without anything happening. The boy wasnt able to see where he was. It was still day, thats what he could see if he looked through a small bright spot between the paws on his face. Changing between green trees and gray-ish blue sky. A bit later it started to rain and the sound of the tires changed.
"Every year that roads get more and more crappy.." he suddenly heard a voice complaining behind his head. Mr. Smith. He just did forget there must have been a driver and the driving cabin was open to the trunk. Pepe startled. He has had the impression being alone with all the other victims and now... his abductor was so near. He tried to push back his head and stretched his neck until it started to hurt, but he wasnt able to see anything.
"H.. help!" he tried so gasp with a raspy voice. Just as he realized what he had done he could have slapped hisself. How stupid.
"Is one of your cuties awake?" the driver shouted after some moments of silence. The car shaked left and right. Propably he has had turned his head backwards and realized being a bit off after looking back at the road.
Pepe bit on his lips and hold his breath. It took some time. The car got slower, then he heard the squeaking sound of the drivers seat.
"What a bummer.." the driver cursed and the whitetail wondered if that really was a dragonbreed at all. That sounded too emotional.
Mr. Smith hit the brakes, then made a turn... the ground gnashed below the tires, propably some dirt road. Some moments of heavy shaking, then the car stopped. The motor switched off. He heard the drivers door opening. Gnashing steps around the car. Pepes ears were still humming by the noise of the motor, but he could now hear jungle and wilderness sounds, animals and chirping birds.
Shortly after the back door opened. Steamy, hot air floated around the captives. Paws took the bodies and pulled them apart. He suddenly felt someone grabbing his right footpaw.
"Now tell me.. who is awake here?" the voice asked again. Pepe didnt dare to give a sound. He would propably sedate him again.. or doing worse. Better to stay awake in the back than being so helpless again.
"Oh come on.." The dragon got hold the first one and lifted her out of the trunk. He put the scaled, aswoon girl next to the car on the wet gravel. Insects surred. Her body lay in a dirty pond. She was a bit taller than Pepe, green-brownish scaled, tender. Her thighs slightly spread and the eyes closed.
Pepe felt the weight getting less. A second and a third followed. He suddenly lay naked in front of the abductor. His cock, before still squeezed below the girl now erected a bit.
He kept his eyes closed and pretended being dead.
"Next one.." the driver mumbled, grabbed Pepes hips and lifted him up.
The whitetailed boy concentrated, then pulled is hooves and gave the driver a rough kick in the guts. The Dragon stumbled, holding his belly, gasping. Pepe, now triumphant, got quickly up, slid down the loading floor and wanted to get on his hoofes to run away.
But his feet didnt want as he wanted. As they reached the gravel, his knees got weak, he sank and he fell with a surprised shreak down into the mud, like a tree being chopped of.
Mud sputterd and messed his fur.
"Tsk..." the driver got up again and rubbed his belly. Then he got hold of Pepe should and turned him on his back. The deerboy whined, trembling. His front side was muddy now and the same stuff cluttered his breast, belly, cock and nosetip.
The boy looked into the strange unexpressive face of Mr. Smith. "Not bad, boy..." said the dragon and looked at the boy. "But the stuff keeps you down a bit longer..." he gave a strange laughing sound. " but.. i am impressed!"
"P.. please.. dont hurt me... sir!" Pepe begged laying on the ground. He tried to pull up and crawl away. His tail flickered.
"No worries, boy..." the dragon said. "I just trade things like you. And i would be stupid to damage you..." He grabbed the boys hips, helped him up and sat him on the loading floor, next to the others. "Please stay calm.. you could hurt yourself if you try to run again." the scaled looked down at him, with avoice more like father giving advice.
Pepe tried again to get down, but the dragons paw kept him tight. He surrendered because it would be futile. He couldnt fight him.
Mr Smith took a bag out of the trunk of the car and fetched some paper towels out of it. Then he started to clean the dirty boy. Slowly and calm, bit by bit without saying a word. It didnt feel bad as the dangerous looking clawed paws of the dragon suddenly seemed so tender and caring. It felt strangely common and even his cock started to poke out of his sheath. The dragon realised that and took extra care of that small sensitive spot, even pulling out more, carefully removing all dirt.
Pepe was catched between fear, disgust and that strange feeling of care. In addition to that it felt.. hot. He bit his lips, looking up.
Mr. Smiths paws moved further down with all that towels between the boys thighs and even cleaned his balls.
Obviously satisfied the guy got up again and nodded. Pepe felt a strang warmth around his heart and cursed hisself for letting that happen since he will sell him into some gruesame destiny.
"Mr. Smith..." he stuttered. "Yes, boy?" The dragon answered.
"P.. please, let me go..." he begged again now trying another way. He wiggled his hips on the metal surface and presented his a bit grown cock and balls, spreading his thighs more. "I.. i would also agree to be.. very thankful." His right paw moved down to his sheath, squeezed it and pushed the cock out more. Instantly the pink inside started to grow.
"Nice try!" the dragon almost seemed to smirk. "But i paid some dollars for you and officially... until i resell you, you are mine. I can fuck you wherever and however i want.." "B.. but..." Pepes expression got out of control as panic and fear kicked in again. "Your feet wont be usable for quite some time now.. maybe you can try to hobble around at some point." The dragon explained. "So i offer you the following alternatives..." he paused. "Either you gonna entertain me the next hours of driving.. or.. i sedate you and put you again back into the trunk." "Mpf..." Pepe bit his lips, thinking, then lowered his view. "Ok Mr. Smith.. I will do it.. and,... please dont sedate me any more.." "Very fine!" the dragon said, putting his paw at the boys crotch, holding his packages. "And this one will be a nice treat this evening..."
Two hours later. Pepe watched the landscape hushing along the stained window of the car. He still was naked. The mud now dried and fallen down. The radio played mexican folk music and the sun prepared to hide behind the hills in the west.
There was not much traffic, just some big trucks from time to time with either wood or cattle.
Each time they overtook one of them, a greasy disgusting truckdriver was looking down into their car from above and the apathic drivers stare changed into either a expression of disgust or dirty lust. Pepe hated that. He squeezed his thighs each time and covered his naughty bits with his paws. He knew that kind of expression very well. The favela he came from had some alleys with whores... who where waiting for clients and the guys going there had the same disgusting faces. "Abe!" Mr. Smith suddenly started the conversation, interrupting the bucks thoughts. "W.. what?" The deerboy looked a bit surprised to the dragon. "You can call me Abe.. thats short for Abraham... We will soon be at the motel where we stay overnight and I think its better when you know my name since we will soon.." "Pepe!" answered the boy. "My name is Pepe.." he wasnt sure what to think about the guys announcement. He.. never had a male for sex and he wouldnt even want it. He looked down into the leg area to his dirty hoofes and moved the sand around that lay down there with it.
"A..Abe?" Pepe disrupted the awkward silence after some time. "Yes, Pepe..." "When will we be there?" "As i said.. we will stay the night in a small motel. We will be there in two hours. Tomorrow morning at seven, we will be on the road again and i think we will be at our destination in the afternoon, if all works well." "And the ones in the trunk? they.. dont need to pee?" he asked. "We will do that in the motel... the sedative reduces the metabolism rate, too.. that gives them some time and we will let them pee there.." "Sedated?" the deer asked. "Yes.. i will get a special room with a big shower.. we just have to carry them over.. no worries i dont do that the first time.." "F.. fine.." the boy said with weird thoughts hushing through his mind. "You have to help me!" said Abe. "O...ok.." That motel propably was his last chance to run.
An hour later. "Abe...?" Pepe bit his lips now unsure. He though about it quite some time if he should really asked what he planned. "Yes, Pepe?" "Where.. you bring me to.. I.. have to die?" The dragon looked over to the boy. "Well.. everybody has to die.. some sooner or later, boy.." he said after some moments of awkward silence. "Y.. yes.. but..." the young one trembled and tried to hold back his tears. "Pepe..." The scaled one looked back at the road, then again to the whitetail. "..its not as bad as you may think now. Well. maybe it is.. I will bring you to the Three Creeks Hunting Resort." he paused. "You may not know it, but its a very reputable place, even listed as premium associate of the World Hunting Federation.." he stopped. Pepe didnt say a word, now thinking about ending getting shot by some snobbish preds just for fun. Like all the others in the trunk.. "A.. and the ones in the back?" he gasped. "Not all go there... i have more clients." the scaled one said short. He looked to the young buck again. "...its... well.." "I dont feel ready for that, ok?" Pepe now burst in tears. "I.. just had all my life and..." he sobbed, biting his lips. The sight blurred. "I wasnt even able to say goodbye to my mom..." He pulled his knees to his body and hugged them.