The Mystery of Lawless Island
#1 of Pain
Mystery = Magic show, not all can be solved
English is my third language, please correct me if I am using Chinese-style English. ^_^
The Mystery of Lawless Island
"Now, what is the code number?" John asked. A serious look passed over his fox-face.
A female bat anthro was sitting on a chair in front of John. Her black arms were tied to the armrests separately; her legs were parted and tied to the chair legs separately, and there was a rope tied to her neck. She has nothing covering her long thin legs and her breast are the size of melons. She flashed a mocking smile at him, "I don't have the code," she said. "You're just wasting your time."
John moved to the table, his six-foot frame stooping slightly as he retrieved a small device. "Very well," he said, brusquely. "I heard that bats got sensitive hearing, right?" She did have very sensitive hearing; she smelt a rat when he showed her the device.
She stared at the interrogator in amazement, but she could read nothing in his impassive face. "You look afraid now," he said, raising his eyebrows. She struggled for breath, to be calm. She was a cop, has been trained to endure any torments including death. She told herself that this little device unable to pose a threat to her. She was not afraid being raped, whipped, spanked and fisting. Why should she afraid of this device?
However, she was wrong when John clicked the ON button. The device created high-pitched squeaks called 'ultrasounds', which only bats could hear. She began to scream in pain. She struggled to raise her arms but the bindings would not give. She needed to cover her pointy ears - the noise was overwhelming and the splitting headache left her no room to think. She felt liked someone was burning her brain. She could endure almost all kind of physical torments but not prepared for mental torments.
John smiled and clicked the OFF button. She looked up at him blankly and then shook her bat head. Her head felt heavy and her ears were ringing. She saw his pointed muzzle moving but did not hear what he was saying. Was he laughing? Or asking questions? She did not hear the 'ultrasounds' anymore but her mind still resounded with their painful detonations, her sensitive hearing had nearly killed her. She could not endure anymore, she screamed out the code number. After putting back the device, he copied down the code number and left the room. He wagged his white tipped, fluffy tail with pleasure.
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John walked down the corridor. As he passed a shuttered window, the evening sun cast dull red lines across his dark blue fur.He entered a meeting room where a man - human - was eating a banana. John passed him a paper. "This is the code number," he said, with a smiling face.
The man picked up the paper and examined it while still eating a banana. "Don't kill the bat-cop yet," finally, he put down the banana and said. "I will pay you the remaining amount AFTER this code proves correct."
The man stood up and John followed him. In a few minutes, they arrived at the harbor. "Tomorrow newspaper headline shall be: another cop missing in actions without any traces," the man remarked. "I really liked this island, it is Hell to the cops but Heaven to us. Fewer cops mean more business for me, and you."
"Not only cops, those who are working for the cops - such as informant - must die too," John answered, chuckling to himself.
"All CSIs are losing jobs because they can't find any crime scenes; no corpses mean no crime scenes," the man joked and they laughed together.
"Anyway, what a waste to kill that bat-cop, I wanna train and brainwash her into a slave."
"John, that's a darned good idea! We shall meet again, goodbye and good luck."
"Remember to bring me more species!"
Currently John was the owner of this island but he also did not know who the real owner of this island was. He named the island as Lawless Island because it was a lawless frontier. You could do many bad things here but would not get arrested, and killing cops was only one of the bad things. Air, land and sea enforcements all has no authorities here.
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The next morning.
"Boss, we caught a kitty, she is an informant," a male alligator anthro reported.
John took the file from the man, "good work, you all can have fun with the bat-cop but do NOT kill her, yet," he said lightly.
"Thank you, boss!"
Ten minutes later, John entered into a small building.
"Boss, she is cleaned, no poisons and tracers found," a security guard informed John.
Last time, they captured an owl anthro easily. However it was a trap! Her cunt was modified to contain poisons. Many people died, John did not die but his precious dick could not function for one week!
John browsed the file for a while before putting it on the desk. The security guard opened the door and he saw a naked kitty anthro in the middle of the room - her paws were tied together and hanged above her cat head, her legs were spread and chained to the floor- exposing all her private parts. When he looked upon her from head to toe, it seemed as though the beauty of her legs continue to linger, from her waist to the tip of her toes. Her eyes were somber, resentful and yet nervous. Although she was fifteen years old, she was about four foot tall only.
"Alice, the youngest informant, welcome to Hell," John said, looking hard at the yellowish kitty.
"Who are you?" Alice asked, anxiously.
He gently stroked her furry arms, her whole body shook when he tickled her armpit. "So sensitive," he remarked. "I am a bad guy, can't you see that?"
"Please let me go, I promise..."
"I only trust dead body's promise. Before you ask more stupid questions, I will explain my plans to you now. I don't know and don't care why you chose this dangerous career..."
His paw rubbed against the side of her cheeks, and then began to lick her face, short ears and furry head. She felt sick and tried to move her face away from him. "Cat's skin is very valuable. I am going to skin you...no no no, we will not use anesthetic, you shall be skinned while you are conscious. Yes, you shall feel the pain as I peel your skin slowly...I will make sure that you stay alive...you shall suffer a lot but won't and can't die. You shall see for yourself...the whole process, and then I will sell out your useful organs including your tail!"
Her whiskers were twitching and she wagged her white tipped bushy tail unknowingly. "You...you...can't scare me..."
He smiled, he knew she was lying. He moved his paw down, and paused at her breasts. He bent his head and kissed her sweetly. To his surprised, she did not evade. He put a paw on the back of her head and pulled her close. And then he kissed her with hot, urgent, demanding kisses, opening her muzzle, seeking her velvety tongue, fire streaking through his veins. Moving another paw slowly, teasingly to her breasts, cupping and stroking them until her body felt boneless, and then letting them go.
He broke the kiss. A smile of triumph lit up his face. He dragged a finger over her warm slit, lightly playing on her pink clit - his furry finger doubled her sensations. Her body shivered and she meowed liked there was no tomorrow. Not even realising that a finger has been inserted into the opening. He began to slide his finger in and out. He could see how wet it was and hot she was. Each thrust became easier and easier as he slide two fingers in now. She thought she was going to cum but he suddenly withdrew his fingers. Immediately she felt the emptiness, she wanted something to fill her vagina.
"What do you want now?" he asked with the superior affection.
"I...want...you...fill...my...hole..." she answered softly.
"I can't hear you."
"Please insert something...into...my...hole...very itchy now..." tears ran from his eyes.
"I don't understand."
"Please insert your dick into my vagina..." it was a severe hurt to her pride.
"Are you a virgin?"
"..."
Suddenly he pulled one of her whiskers, immediately she screamed in agony.
"NNNNNOOOOO!!!!!!!"
"Who took away your first time?" he pulled again.
"My cousin!" she thought one of her sensitive whiskers has been removed.
"How old were you?"
"Twelve..."
He laughed heartlessly. "Do you like my cock?" He showed her his light-blue dick. She nodded with a sob.
He placed the head of his dick at her entrance and grabbed her waist with both paws. "Here I come!"
"AAAARRRRGGGHHH!!!!!!!!!"
He thrust with force, sending his whole six-inch dick into her wet hole. She purred and fainted from the pain. He withdrew a little and thrust again. When she opened her eyes again, she could feel his dick knocking her cervix. Her groans had grown to screams as she felt a strange feeling build up in her cunt. Finally she felt her body spasm and shake as a massive orgasm tortured her. He apparently could no longer handle it either and he erupted deep inside her, his warm cum immediately fertilizing her womb.
"Become my slave, I will give you a new and happy life, and I won't SKIN you anymore." He warned her before she drifted into a light sleep.
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One month later.
As John entered his house, a kitty-girl crawled out slowly. "Welcome back, Master, lunch is ready," she greeted him with a smiling face.
He touched her head admiringly. "Good girl, Alice," he answered. Her eyes stared into his with an expression of absolute honesty. He bent forward and laid a kiss softly upon her forehead.
"Tomorrow, you shall start training new slaves. Digimon, Pokemon, Furry, Human, all kind of slaves. Now raise your tail and let's go for a walk," he straddled her back and said flatly. Pulling her right ear means turn right, left ear means turn left, and both ears mean stop.
She was wildly excited. "Thank you, Master!"
She crawled towards the front door slowly, her back door was exposed but she did not feel shameful anymore. Instead she felt pride to have a Master.
The only fine gesture possible was to accept her fate with dignity - which she did.
She was trapped and could not leave the island anymore, but she did not feel regret.
The end.