Time Travel part 1
Cala yawned and ran a hand through her light gray fur. She glanced over at the alarm clock. "5am already? I'm still so tired..." The fox rolled over, placing her paws on the floor. Slowly, she rose from the bed and wandered down the hall to the bathroom.
Cala pulled her light pink nightgown over her head and tossed it onto the floor. She stood before the bathroom mirror, admiring herself, before yawning again and reaching over to turn on the shower. As the warm water ran over her naked body, she began to wake up. Turning off the water, she stepped out of the shower and pulled a towel around herself. She headed downstairs for some breakfast.
Suddenly, a bright light surrounded Cala, and for a brief moment there was nothing. Her familiar apartment was gone, replaced by frigid air and empty space. Then, as quickly as it had started, her feet were back on solid ground. She blinked a few times to try and clear her head. Then, she was hit with a horrible realization. This was not her apartment!
Cala looked around wildly, seeing unfamiliar concrete floors and gray metal ceilings and walls. She stood on a black metal disc of some sort, in the middle of the large, gray room. As she adjusted to her surroundings, she realized she was not alone. All around her, in a circle, stood five huge lions. They all wore strange red uniforms and had black helmets on their heads. As soon as Cala noticed them, they moved towards her. Instinctively, she backed away, but she was surrounded. Two of the lions grabbed her roughly by the arms while another forced her paws into shackles. "What's going on? Let me go!" As she struggled against the fierce grip of the lions, her towel fell to the floor. "Please," she yelped, "Let me get my towel." The lions ignored her and led her from the room into a long bright corridor.
The lions led Cala down the corridor to a small room. One of the lions slid a card key into a slot by the door. The door popped open, and her captors shoved her inside. The door clanged shut behind her. The room was very small and lit by a single hanging light fixture. When Cala's eyes adjusted to the low light, she noticed a short, stocky figure stood in the center of the room.
"Hello." The figure spoke in a cold, quiet voice. "I'm Jacob. Welcome to Likken Commune." "Please," Cala asked hysterically, "Tell me what's going on? Where am I? It's cold, may I have some clothes?" Cala saw a bright light in the corner of her right eye and felt a stinging pain in her temple. She hit the floor, hard. Cala looked up to see Jacob step into the light. She could now see that he was a portly badger, who appeared to be in his mid 40's. He stood, rubbing the back of his right hand, his eyes sparking with anger. "You will only speak when spoken to, do you understand me, fox?" Frozen with fear, she could do nothing but stare up into those hateful eyes. His foot caught her across her rear end. "ANSWER ME!" he bellowed. "Yes, yes, I understand," Cala cried out as she scrambled to avoid another sharp kick. "That's better," Jacob murmured, calming himself. He cleared his throat.
"You were brought here by mistake. We were conducting an experiment with matter transportation and somehow you appeared. This is 500 years in the future for you. Things are a bit different." He paused and looked over at Cala, who was still cowering on the floor. Her eyes were wide as she processed what he told her. "Here, in the future, furs live by different rules. All furs live in communes. There are 20 different communes across the planet, this one being the third largest. No one is allowed to leave. The communes are governed by commanders, such as myself." He bowed, mocking her. "You, my dear, will be joining us here, at Likken Commune." She looked up at him in horror. "You mean I can't go home?" Her eyes widened with horror as she cupped her hands over her mouth. Jacob advanced towards her.
"You just won't learn, will you, you little bitch?" Cala scooted away until she felt cool metal against her back. Trapped! Jacob reached forward in one fluid motion and grabbed her by the hair. He pulled her into the center of the room. Cala cried out in pain. "You're just making it worse, fox," he taunted. Jacob pushed her down flat on her back. She squirmed, and got a fist to the face in return. "Hold still!" He roared. Cala laid there, unmoving, as Jacob positioned himself over her. He placed his hands on her shoulders and held her down. "I'm gonna enjoy this," he sneered. With all her might, Cala raised up her legs and kicked Jacob in the groin. He howled in pain and fell backwards, clutching his crotch. Cala jumped up and ran to the door. It wouldn't open. She hit it repeatedly with useless hands before sinking to the floor, sobbing. Jacob limped up behind her, his face filled with rage. "Bitch!"
He slapped her so hard she fell into the middle of the room. He pushed her down and straddled her. Holding her arms with one hand, he punched her repeatedly with the other in her face and chest. Blood trickled from her nose and the corner of her mouth. Finally, he released her. Cala's arms fell limp as Jacob stood up. He unzipped his pants and removed them, tossing them into a corner. Jacob stood over her, looking down at her and smirking. He touched his hard penis and laughed aloud. "Maybe now you'll learn to obey, you fucking whore!" He positioned himself over her once more, an amused look on his face. "You're gonna take this, and you're not going to make a sound, got it?" Her eyes widened with terror as she silently nodded. Jacob laughed again and thrust his cock inside her. Cala gasped, quietly. Tears ran down her cheeks as Jacob violated her. Faster and faster he pumped, and with each thrust his grin grew larger. He began to gasp with pleasure. Finally, he pulled himself out and knelt over her, his penis still hard. He began to stroke it, faster and faster, until he burst all over Cala's belly. He sighed with contentment.
Jacob stood and retrieved his pants. Cala lay curled on the floor, sobbing. Jacob walked to a cupboard and pulled out a gray one-piece jumpsuit. He threw it at Cala. "Get dressed." Cala quickly complied. "Get up," he snarled. Cala stood, slowly. Jacob walked to the door and threw it open. "Guard! Prisoner transport!" He turned to Cala. "Now maybe you will remember to keep your mouth shut and follow instructions. If you don't, you'll be seeing me again." He threw her a horrific grin, then turned to the guard. "Take her to block 5, room 2." The guard nodded and grabbed Cala by the arm. She followed him out the door, sadly and obediently.