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Pure fury. Unadulterated rage, contained within a mind, seething to unleash in any way possible. Flicking hair out of his eyes, the dark cat squinted at the people stepping past him, leaving an obvious circle of space. Growling to himself, he stepped into the road, forcing traffic to screech to a halt one lane at a time. A loud honk emitted from a stationary Fiat, the steering wheel controlled by an obese weasel. Erebus whipped around, his hair falling again, and clenched his fists, pooling strength in the trembling hands. The weasel flinched as Erebus raised his arms and used all of his power to slam the fists on the trunk of the small car, leaving a noticeable dent in the panelling, and hissed at the driver, baring his sharpened fangs; if looks could kill.

The weasel struggled out of the car and began yelling at the broad cat, only for his frustrations to be lost among the sea of ensuing car horns, the soundwaves simply reflecting off the folded-back, blood-filled ears. Continuing to grind his teeth, Erebus reached his own car on the opposite side of the road, slamming the door and grinding the accelerator into the ground, narrowly avoiding a pedestrian as traffic resumed its flow.

15 minutes of awful driving brought him to a darkened street corner in his city's shadiest suburb, the sun's light drowning beneath the distant hills. Pulling over and slamming on the brakes, his eye roamed over the various scantily-dressed, furry prostitutes looking for a night's work, his attention getting caught by a curvy, slim yet busty vixen in tight lingerie, leaning against the filthy brick wall lining the footpath. Opening the window, he yelled out to the skimpy fox who grinned and walked over, masterfully manipulating the cracked sidewalk in high-heeled boots. Looking at Erebus with slimmed eyes, she rested her hands on the door, slightly squeezing her sizeable breasts while smiling at the cat. Not bothering to return the smile, he growled, "Get in the car. $50 for a rough blowjob." The vixen giggled and strutted around the front of the car, excessively shaking her ass as she walked, evoking an eye-roll from Erebus.

By this time, the darkness of the suburban streets matched the darkness within the cat's mind. With every passing minute, his state of mind deteriorated until all he could see was red. A quick glance over at the female strapped in the passenger seat sparked an extra spate of rage, and he flicked his view up to the rearview mirror to check that he and his companion-for-hire weren't being followed.

Passing a shadowed alley, Erebus tossed the steering wheel, turned the car and with a short squeak from the wheels, pulled into a dark, private passageway. Following a moment's silence, he ripped off his seatbelt and thrust himself out of the car, followed by the vixen who planted a soft hand on his shoulder to guide him against the wall to begin her service. The cat, deciding to hold off for another couple of minutes, allowed himself to be pushed against the bricks, feeling a tug at his pelvis as she unbuttoned his jeans. He may not have been able to control the sensation of heat rushing down to his cock, but he refused to acknowledge the efforts of the seductive vixen, not being a stranger to anti-societal opinions regarding prostitutes as the scapegoat of society.

The moment he heard the fox gasp upon seeing his length, its full 14 inches massive even for a draconic penis, Erebus' hands shot down to grab her hair and lift the petite body in the air. Her fear was evident, and Erebus was loving it. Spinning around, he thrust her against the wall, relishing the shriek of pain as her nose smashed against the rough, dirty surface. The cat growled as he ripped the lingerie right off her body, not caring about his claws drawing blood from even the slightest point of contact. While the bra remained pinned between the fox's breasts and the wall with the strap broken from behind, the tight panties snapped with ease and he threw the shreds of fabric to the ground. Taking a moment to appreciate the female's fearful gasps and blood trickling down the hand holding her head in place, Erebus lifted her from the wall, only to slam her back down again, forcing a fresh stream of tears to run down the delicate, bruised face of the fox.

"Please, s-stop," the fox gasped, tasting the blood leaking from where her scalp was grasped mixing with her tears. "You said r-rough blowjob. I-I can do rough! Just put me down, please..." Erebus didn't bother with a verbal reply, only turning her around to glare directly at her, the hair in his grip painfully twisting. "I'm not the slave," he hissed, tossing her against the wall one final time, a sickening thud echoing from her skull as it smashed against the tough bricks. The fox fell to the floor, nude, bloody, and gasping, then passed out.

Her first sensation upon awakening several minutes later was the powerful smell which had woken her, and the chill of the cracked pavement tiles beneath her. Having forgotten her situation, she slowly sat up and put a hand to her head, pulling it away covered in rich red blood. The pain hit her a moment later, and Erebus, who was standing back and keeping an eye on her, pushed himself off the wall to again take control. Her first glance up after wiping the blood from around her eyes was the huge penis above her head, then the furious eyes and contradictory shining grin of the shady, dominant cat standing over her. The lipstick-ringed, bloody mouth on the female's bruised muzzle dropped open and before she could scream again, Erebus grabbed her ears and filled her mouth with his meat.

Giving her no time to adjust herself, the cock forced her lips wide open and was sinking into her throat before he was even halfway into her muzzle. The petite vixen could do nothing but stare up at her tormentor while he choked her on the huge, hot dick already dripping precum down her throat. The incredible girth forced her upper lip to squeeze against her nostrils, entirely shutting off her airflow. With converse desire to the damaged, suffocating fox whose agonised squeals slipped past her oral gag whenever possible, Erebus simply grinned and pulled out a couple of inches, then thrust the rest of himself in, forcing her jaws absurdly wide.

After several hard thrusts, Erebus noticed the prostitute's eyes rolling up into her head from lack of oxygen and removed himself from her mouth. She immediately doubled over and retched, spitting a slimy mixture of precum, saliva and blood from her throat and mouth. "Oh god, sto-" the fox rasped before being pulled off the ground again and placed back onto the immense dragon cock. Burying himself into her muzzle again, Erebus moved one hand to clamp her jaws onto his length and keeping her in place as she gagged and choked on his manhood, her airway being stretched around the incredible girth; for several seconds he appreciated the abnormal distention of her throat, calmly observing the visible outline of the penis plugging into her trembling muzzle.

Releasing her face and returning his hands to her ears, Erebus resumed thrusting into her, enjoying the sounds of her agony and trauma. The vixen bravely lifted her arms and tugged at the cat's grip on her head with all of her remaining strength. To her surprise, he let her remove the cock from her throat, only a string of juices between the tip and her bleeding lips retaining the connection. She sat for a moment, stunned, then coughed and an eruption of precum that had been force-fed into her lungs splashed from her mouth and onto the ground, some splattering her breasts and dribbling from her ravaged, stretched oral cavity.

Her quick gasping was interrupted by a dark fist to the face, smashing her muzzle sideways and knocking her back down. Remembering the resistance she had given, Erebus stomped on her back and shoved her face into the pavement again, a fresh spatter of blood trickling down her face and discolouring the ground. The fox could no longer gather the strength to move her muscles; she could only lay, beaten and defeated, on the cold, filthy pavement, the raw lips pressed against the pooling blood beneath her head.

Erebus crouched beside the panting female and grabbed her lush tail, roughly ripping it upwards to minimise the obstructions between her lower holes and his strong erection. She moaned, unable to resist, let alone prevent, the further penetration and consequent destruction of her body. She lay still, allowing herself to be repositioned by the tough, warm hands of her rapist. The world spun around her, the darkness meshing with the distant city lights, the pain around her body mixing to become one dulling ache. An oblivious momentary tranquility filtered into her mind before the pain of Erebus' huge, slippery cock splitting her ass open tossed her back into reality.

Her eyes and mouth flew wide open, her head involuntarily tossing back as she screamed in agony. Erebus growled, yelling at her to shut up, again smashing her head against the pavement slabs. The pain was indescribable; her mind filled with images of searing hot iron rods being thrust into her body, with the rods then being replaced by the dark cat who had picked her off the street an hour earlier, only to rape and abuse her. Erebus remained quiet, only grunting when he threw her face back down to the pavement. The only pleasure he was gaining was from hearing the agonised cries of the fox beneath him.

Fresh blood leaked from her torn tailhole, mixing with the flood of precum squelching out of her with every thrust. Pinned against the ground, she could do nothing to prevent her suffering at the hands of the rage-filled cat. The vixen was nothing but a used body, a living toy for Erebus to abuse. At this point, she would have been fortunate to drown in the pool of bodily fluids splashing against her muzzle with every forceful thrust; time, sight, sounds and emotions all blurred and she was helpless.

In contrast, Erebus was enjoying every moment, every thrust, every dribble of blood coming from the prostitute's body. His cock was smothered in a delightful combination of precum and blood, the dripping of juices forming a second pool beneath the fox. The tip of his huge dick bounced against the pavement through her body, his balls getting splashed with the mix of juices as he pushed his knot up against the abused ass. He bent down over her, lifting one limp ear with a claw. "Worthless whore! Too stupid to earn a real salary, sell yourself to make a living, and we have to pay when everything your inconsequential existence gets damaged by someone who takes out their anger on some bitch who deserves it!"

"You!" A particularly rough slam into her wrecked body, pushing the immense amount of precum filling her innards out past his dragon cock. "Are!" The fox glimpsed back at him, trembling and gasping with each thrust. "NOTHING!" Erebus gave her the roughest penetration she had ever experienced, nearly doubling the width of her already-destroyed tailhole as his knot slammed into her, his heavy balls lying in the juices on the ground and the fox involuntarily screaming once more and flinging her head back.

The bulge of her stomach against the pavement immediately grew, and another liquid was added to the sloppy mixture within her. An inconceivable amount of semen spurted straight into her stomach from the tip of his cock, buried deep in the damaged prostitute's body. Erebus' orgasm lasted for over a minute, each powerful spurt from his penis filling her up until it began leaking past his knot. The cat's heavy breathing was the only sound the vixen could recognise, the awful sensation of his excessive cum plugging into her erasing all other sensory response. Her guts were repeatedly splashed with his milky load, filling her until there was nowhere else for it to go, steadily oozing out past the unforgiving girth as his orgasm subsided.

Finally removing his softening meat, Erebus ground her fur against the pavement a final time as he used his hands to push himself to a standing position, stretching and returning to the fox's face. By now, the blood from her head had spread onto the road and she was an utterly pathetic sight, glazed eyes conveying no depiction of sensation above her gasping, injured muzzle resting in the expelled blood. The cat coughed, drained of emotion, and began walking back to his car, leaving the destroyed female on the ground, bleeding from multiple places, tailhole gaping impossibly wide like a tiny condom stretched around the cat's dragon cock, semen escaping from her stomach in a steady flow and brightening the other mix of juices on her furry ass and the ground. She was in need of medical attention, and most of the trauma, both physical and mental, was irreparable, but Erebus was satisfied as he rezipped his jeans and strode off to leave the fox in the alley.