The long night begins
"You look frightened, is there something wrong?"
Her face seemed to glow with a certain evilness, with a look that suggested a level of insanity hiding behind her eyes. Racheal thought she was being funny, because she started to laugh again. Or it might have been because I was weakly trying to escape my bondage. My entire body was still in a great amount of pain from my earlier spankings, forcing me to try to limit my movements.
"Aww, look at you, you silly boy. You're wanting to get right to it aren't you? Well, for now I'll give you permission to speak."
Racheal removed the ball gag from my mouth. My urge to scream at the top of my lungs was repressed by the fact that she would only replace the gag if I did. I was also worried that if she felt she had to replace the gag, that she would also replace the blindfold. Not that the room I was in was worth looking at. Just a table in the center of the room, a bed against one wall, a door against another and an insane wolfess hovering over me.
"Well, do you have anything to say for yourself or not?" She sounded impatient. I could only gulp. "Ok, if you aren't going to speak to me, then I guess we'll just have to move to the main event, now won't we?"
Leaving the bed and walking to the door, she exited, leaving me in the torture room. I was only alone for a moment though as Racheal promptly returned carrying a pink bag. Trotting back over to the bed, she looked like a child returning home after a sucessful night on Halloween. Dropping the bag to the floor, my captor commenced digging through it.
"Let's see now, where did I put it?" Racheal began to take things out of the bag, placing them on the bed in plain view. Things like pink handcuffs, pink whips, another pink ball gag, what I assumed were pink butt plugs, and a pink dildo. "There it is! Don't worry hun, I found it."
"Found what?" I asked, dreading the answer. Though I was pretty sure what "it" was.
"This!" Racheal sang. It was a humongous strap-on, at least a foot long and maybe 2 inches wide. My eyes widened with fear as my suspicions proved to be correct. But, the size wasn't my only problem, for at the base was a knot that looked far too large to fit into anything, let alone my poor tailhole. And, you guessed it, it was pink. I was really starting to hate that color.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked, hoping to keep her distracted and to give me time to think of some way to escape.
"I told you already, because I wanna have fun. Don't worry, I'm not going to use this on you yet, it's only 11 o'clock and we have until at least 9 in the morning to play." Racheal tossed the strap-on onto the bed, "I want to see what it feels like to have a male inside of me first."
This was almost laughable. Had I not been in the postion I was in, hell, if I didn't have to worry about her large "gift" for me, I probably would have thought this situation was pretty hot. A gorgeous, if evil, wolfess was about to have sex with me, probably many times. Almost every teenage boy's dream come true. But alas, she was insane, and I was able to look forward to pain instead of pleasure.
Racheal climbed onto the bed and stood over me, looking more imposing than attractive. With a look that she must have thought looked suductive, the madwoman grasped her large breasts in her hands and started to draw circles around her nipples with her fingers. Further proof of her insanity. She must have been crazy to think I would find her sexy after what she just did to me, and was most likely going to do again. What seemed like a few minutes passed by while Racheal rubbed her boobs, trying to excite me somehow.
"Aww... don't you want to play? I know you must want some sort of pleasure after a spanking like that." yeah right bitch. "Well then, if you aren't cooperating this way, I'll have to try a different approach."
Racheal dropped to her hands and knees, laying on top of my body in the 69 position. I felt her hand start to stroke my sheath. A few moments of rubbing was able to coax my hurtting penis out of hiding. Racheal started to rub it between her breasts, grinding it rather forcefully in between them. I couldn't see what she was doing, for a large, round, pink-clad ass was blocking my vision. As my cock was forcefully rubbed into a hardened state, a plan started to form in my mind. But it wasn't one of escape. I knew what I was thinking would have definite negative effects on my being, but I was willing to sacrifice. Her covered pussy was practically shoved into my face, allowing me to figure out what the smell I detected earlier was. Her fucking excitement...
Taking a deep breath, I lunged forward with my mouth open, teeth bared. They found their target and clamped on, around the wolfess' clit. Clenching my mouth closed as hard as I could, I hung on for dear life. The bite had the desired effect, causing Racheal to stop playing with me and to start howling with pain. My revenge was short lived though as the other expected part of my plan quickly came about. Brand new pain shot through my balls as she struck them, with what felt like all the force she could muster, again and again. Knowing I was done for as soon as she broke free, I did my best to hold on tighter, grinding my teeth in the pain I was experiencing. Grinding my teeth brought to my attention a brand new problem. In addition to her loud howls of pain, she spun her body around, wrenching my neck and putting extra strain on my already sore jaw.
Forgetting my balls completely, Racheal commenced punching my face, desperation clearly showing. As my face absorbed each blow, my teeth seemed to dig further into her skin every time she hit me. I tasted blood, and in my shock, lessened my hold on her. She used this oppertunity to tear away from me. I was drifting near uncouciousness again as Racheal sprang from the bed and inspected the damage I caused her.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she screamed at me. I forgot about my couciousness level as a new wave of fear washed over me. Forget the rape and beatings, She was going to kill me! "AH FUCK THAT HURT! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'VE JUST DONE!"
Though I knew I was most likely done for, I smiled. The clock on the wall said 11:22, a long way from morning. Shit I thought.
"Helped you find a new color to wear?"
I was unbound and hoisted up by my tail. Damn the bitch was strong. Throwing me onto the table, I was retied into the position I was in when I recieved my spankings. I steeled myself for the beating that was sure to come. But the spanking never came. What was she waiting for? My curiosity won me a horrible surprise. I felt the tip of the strap-on press into my ass, resting at the point of breaking past my tail hole. A knee was slammed into my balls, leaving me breathless again, but I didn't really feel that pain. Probably because a large plastic dick was threatening to make me it's bitch.
"You cocky little shit, did you really think your little stunt was going to help you any?"
"No," there was no point in bullshitting her, "I just felt like sharing my pain"
Her knee slammed my balls into my pelvis again. I felt that one.
"Well, I'll give you credit for it, that hurt like hell. But you know I'm going to have to make you go through worse. It's only 11:23. I'm going to fuck you like a bitch all night long now. So you'll have to tell me what it feels like." I detected a hint of laughter in her voice again. She was back in control.
"Whatever you whore, just get it over with"
Her knee slammed into my balls a third time, and I felt the strap-on leave my tailhole. I took a deep breath, bracing my self for the inevitable. But once again, nothing. I started to wonder what was stopping her this time, realizing only too late that I was jinxing myself again. The blindfold was put back over my eyes, giving me a fantastic view of dark blackness. The ball gag was forced back into my mouth. Why the hell do I keep jinxing myself I wondered. Bracing myself again, I waited for Racheal to begin. I didn't worry about why she was waiting this time, afraid something worse would happen to me.
Hours seemed to pass, though it was only a few minutes. I was starting to get bored, in spite of the fear of what I was in store for.
"11:30" was all the wolfess said.
And with that, she shoved into me.