A Wolves' Bitch

Rhiannon's breath curled before her as she jaggedly inhaled. The room was cold, cold enough to make her bruised but otherwise milky white skin blossom with goose pimples. She choked back a sob, as the gravity of her situation became all the more apparent when she heard voices outside the barren concrete cell she was held in.

"So you can confirm that the bitch is in heat?"

The first voice, asked gruffly

"Without a doubt, I tested her this evening. "

The second, familiar voice replied.

Rhiannon winced as she remembered the events prior to this moment. She had been walking home from the train station, at her usual time but she had forgotten to factor in day light savings and it was much darker than she had anticipated. She wasn't really that worried though as her journey included walking through a restaurant strip that was well-lit and filled with patrons. She hadn't been worried that was, until she felt as though she was not walking through un-noticed. At first she put it down to the fact that she was feeling a little horny and that the idea was a nice one to entertain...but she could have sworn that men's heads were being turned by her all along the street as she walked. Rhiannon was pretty cute, a brunette with mid-length hair and slightly on the chubby side everything jiggled deliciously a little as she walked. Her chest was her greatest asset a size 14 DD, two puppies sitting snuggly in her lacey bra and slightly straining the fabric of her t-shirt. It wasn't until a man sitting on a table outside a coffee shop looked her in the eye and licked his lips that she started to feel uncomfortable. She hurried on a little faster; cursing how sometimes men could be such creeps. She came to the end of the restaurant strip and stood at the pedestrian crossing. A large park stood between her and the safety of her house. She glanced back nervously, her breasts quivering to the beat of her heart. But she could see no one. She exhaled a little as the light turned green to walk...maybe she'd just been imagining things?

It became obvious that she hadn't been as soon as she stepped into the darkness of the unlit park. Several hands reached out to grab her from all directions. She went to scream but a strong hand shot across her face making alarming contact. Rhiannon's eyes widened on the impact of the slap but she let out no noise. She found herself being held on either side by two large men and facing an even larger one, the one who had licked his lips at her previously. They reeked of sweat, the kind that's full of testosterone and power. Despite her situation Rhiannon couldn't help but feel herself getting a little wet at the smell; the smell of dominance.

The larger of the men, the one who had slapped her reached for her chin and brought her face upwards. He had a strong jawline, shaven head and tanned skin accented with coarse dark hair on his arms and chest. He was extremely muscular and his muscles seemed to hum beneath the skin as he stared at her with a look of serious anticipation. She stared up, somehow bewitched by him, her face still smarting from his blow. She watched as he scanned her body, her heaving chest slick with sweat, her little belly quivering slightly and then down to her soaked crotch. His eyes locked on her pussy, only shielded by the thin fabric of her tights. He then took his other hand not holding her chin and pushed two fingers almost violently against her cunt. She gasped out of surprise but also a little out of pleasure. The henchmen on either side of her heard it and laughed slowly looking to the man in front of her for approval. He silenced them with a burning glare and then bought the two fingers to his nose. He inhaled slowly, and as he did a grin spread across his face. He could smell her arousal.

What happened next, happened fast. With a nod from the large man she was hoisted off her feet and slung over one of the henchmen's shoulders. She was then carried into the bushes where a ute was parked engine revving and lights highlighting the trees in front casting crazy fragments of shadows all around. She felt her hands and feet be roughly tied by the second henchmen before she was lugged heavily into the tray of the ute. The smell of stale blood rose to meet her nostrils from the wooden floor of the tray. She lay on her front unable to move due to her bindings, she tried to crane her neck to look around and see what was happening only to see the looming figure of the large man behind standing over her. He began slowly leaning down to her ear; she could feel his hot breath on her neck.

"Seems to me like you're gonna make the perfect horny little bitch."

He growled before slapping her violently on the ass.

"Let's get the fuck outta here!"

He yelled jumping off the back of the ute and into the drivers seat, swinging the door shut behind him. The sound of the henchmen whooping joined the sound of the motor roaring into gear as the vehicle pulled away out of the grass of the park and onto the road.

Rhiannon's journey had not been a pleasant one. Un secured to the tray as she was she would roll helplessly back and forth bumping into the sides and catching her skin and clothes on protruding nails. By the time she felt the ute come to a stop she was almost beaten senseless only able to take in a vague picture of her surroundings. They had taken her to the woods that much was clear by the density of the tree's and shrubbery but none of it was recognizable to her. She was carried in the arms of the large man into an underground bunker disguised from the outside with moss and undergrowth. She was then roughly placed into the cell like room in which she now found herself.

Rhiannon struggled against her bonds as she heard the voices conversing outside. They had stripped her completely naked before putting her in the cell, her nipples were hard due to the cold and the odd sense of constant arousal she had felt since she had first come into contact with her captors. She bit her lip, unable to stop feeling the pleasurable burn in the pussy from where the large man had shoved his fingers. She squirmed wanting desperately to touch herself and relieve some of the tension. These movements did not go unnoticed by the audience outside.

Looking into the cell where Rhiannon was held captive were two figures. The large man who kidnapped her stood arms crossed smirking at her obvious arousal. The second was a man of similar stature but less obviously muscular. He was leaner somehow but still emanated strength. His hair was dark and well groomed with two-day growth smattering his strong chin. His clothing was also well kept, a dress shirt and fitted black jeans. He turned away from Rhiannon and turned to his companion.

"Yes, Lyon I think i'll breed this one"

he growled softly a yellow flash glinting in his otherwise dark eyes as he smiled revealing larger than average canines.

Rhiannon was treated very differently from then on. Once the two figures had left she was joined in the cell shortly after by a slightly plump woman aged in her early thirties. She was tan skinned and dark haired. She walked over to Rhiannon who was squatting in the corner glaring at the intruder mistrustfully. The woman smiled down at her.

"I'm sorry my brothers have shown you such poor hospitality thus far. Please let me help you get cleaned up in preparation. My name is Valencia."

She said, reaching behind Rhiannon and releasing her of her bindings.

Rhiannon stood up slowly still cautious of the strange woman. Who although curvy emitted that same sense of strength as the men she had encountered in the park.

"I know you must be scared and confused, it's no fun what's happened so far I'm sure. But trust me you are destined for a great honor."

Valencia said sincerely. And taking Rhiannon's quivering hand in hers she led her out of the cell.

Down the hall Rhiannon tottered behind Valencia still weak from her ordeal. The hall was lined with framed pictures of what looked like paw prints. "Family pets?" Rhiannon wondered vaguely before she was led into a room smelling of incense. The room was a large rustic style bathroom filled with scented candles. It was obvious that she was indeed in an underground bunker as the walls were made of packed earth. The smell of the candles relaxed Rhiannon instantly and she forgot the burn in her groin and the mistrust she had felt earlier. She happily slipped into the bath that was already run and felt the warm water wash over her sore body, healing and soothing. Valencia lent over the side of the tub and began to massage Rhiannon, shoulders first and then down to her breasts and as she did so she began to chant.

"Mother lupine, May you let spring forth your precious liquid. Sustain and fill hungry maws. That of progeny, that of masters. Swell and grow with demand and lust."

Rhiannon's breasts responded to the stimulation, her soft pink nipples growing larger and fuller. She moaned softly eyes closed utterly in bliss. Valencia smiled at this and moved down to her stomach, which was slightly soft and giving to the touch. Again she chanted.

"Mother lupine, May you grow ripe and full with life. Expand so complete that you quake with offspring. Let the masters seed be planted. Let him see his legacy rise within you."

Once the chanting was complete Rhiannon had drifted off to sleep her hair splayed around her lazily swaying in the warm water. Her soft lips making a slight pout and her eyebrows sweetly furrowed. Valencia carefully lifted her out, an unusual feat for a woman of her size and set about softly drying her before dressing her in black lace trimmed lingerie.

When Rhiannon awoke she did so with a start. She anxiously looked at her surroundings. She was lying on what seemed to be a feather down mattress covered with the soft pelts of animals. She appeared also still to be in the bunker as there were no windows and packed earth made up the walls of the circular room. The walls were adorned with what appeared to be primitive paintings, similar to ones from the cave man era. But instead of featuring men hunting their prey it showed men being hunted by...wolves. There was nothing else in the room save an oil lamp that hung from the ceiling and a wooden door directly opposite the bed. Rhiannon went to stand up and inspect the door when it opened slowly inwards. Some primitive force stopped her from moving another step, it was as if she was the prey and a predator was entering the room.

Frozen like a deer in the headlights she came face to face with the pack leader for the first time...her master.

"So, I meet my bitch at last."

He almost purred, closing the door behind him and staring at her with his intense dark eyes.

Rhiannon recognized his voice as one of the men who had spoken outside her cell. He was dressed a little differently now, a plain white t-shirt tight enough to stretch across his chest and the same black jeans as before. His muscular arms were at his side, dark hair glistened along them and the outlines of veins snaked up his forearm. Rhiannon stood transfixed, as slowly a familiar burn began to throb in her crotch.

Unhurriedly he began to advance towards her. Seemingly drinking the vision of her in with his eyes. And a vision she was, trembling slightly causing her frame to jiggle deliciously. Her plump ripe breasts threating to burst out of the black bra that held them up, still pink from the massaging they had received. Her slightly protruding tummy also faintly pink glistened with the sweat that trickled from her breasts past her belly button and slid down to join the moisture in her crotch. Her master smiled and he caught a whiff of her arousal his animal senses coming into play.

Rhiannon held her breath as he finally stopped advancing. Reaching out an arm he took a finger and pushed the curtain of her brunette hair behind her ear and leant down towards her neck. Rhiannon closed her eyes, a sense of utter vulnerability washing over her as she felt his breath on her neck. His body was so close to her own now, radiating heat. She gasped quietly as he kissed just behind her ear. He grasped her breasts not moving his mouth from her neck and began to squeeze them gently. Whilst he fondled her tits he began to work his way with his mouth, kissing and biting lightly towards her soft mounds of flesh. Rhiannon's body shivered with pleasure at his touch and her breasts felt enflamed with his attentions. Stopping at the middle of her cleavage her master looked up at her grinning seductively. He then reached behind her and in one quick expert motion released the clasp of her bra and licked from the middle of her breasts right up under her chin to her lips. Rhiannon squeaked in surprise but was promptly silenced by his invading tongue as he kissed her deeply his hands either side of her face now. Slowly he dug his nails in softly at first as he ran them down the side of her face and then harder...deeper leaving red welts down her neck and heaving chest.

He stopped kissing her and stepped back admiring his handy work. Rhiannon couldn't help but notice the massive bulge in his pants and a shiver of lustful anticipation ran through her.

"I've marked you now..."

he growled seductively

"You're mine."

And with that he leapt forward pushing her shoulders and causing her to fall backwards onto the mattress. Rhiannon gasped at the impact as her tits bounced into her face. She looked at him towering over her somewhat fearfully but also unwillingly lustfully. He had removed his shirt revealing a muscular chest adorned with masculine dark hair framing his abs. He smirked now surveying her with hungry eyes, the bulge in his pants making it all to obvious that he liked what her saw. Leaning over her hands either side for support he kissed her again and rubbed his confined cock against the drenched fabric of her panties. Rhiannon moaned, an ache welling up deep inside her; an ache that made her long to be filled with his cock. Sensing her desire her master worked his way down stopping at her breasts to suck on one nipple flicking it with his tongue and lightly grazing it with his teeth. Rhiannon's back arched with pleasure at the sensation and she ground her crotch against his. The ache was almost unbearable.

"I want you to fill me up..."

She moaned eyes closed, riding the waves of pleasure that emanated from her nipples as he pinched and sucked. She heard her master softly laugh and he stopped his nipple play. She almost started to whine in protest but stopped when she saw him stand up staring her in the eyes and begin to undo his fly. With a sharp movement he yanked his pants and underwear down to reveal a monstrous cock standing full and ready to attention. Its purple uncircumcised head glistened with pre-cum and although it looked to be about 7 inches in length it was its girth that was truly staggering. Free from his garments her master stood enjoying her reaction, his little bitch wanted to get filled...little did she know how filled she would become.

Reaching down he expertly removed her panties, revealing her sopping wet pussy; so wet that her own juices had lathered the inside of her legs. They shone in the flickering light of the oil lamp, enticing him to enter.

"Do you know why you're here?"

He said peeling his eyes away from her glistening cunt.

"So...so...you can have y-your way with me?"

Rhiannon stuttered, still transfixed by the powerful man in front of her. Her master smiled at this and motioned for her to move further towards the center of the bed. She obliged hastily the ache inside her rising to a point where her breathing became sharper. Her master crawled onto the bed his hard member dragging through the wetness she had left on the edge of the bedding. He closed his eyes, and licked his lips in appreciation of the sensation. He then situated himself on top of her leaning close to her face, his cock mere centimeters away from her pulsating pussy. Leaning into her ear he whispered "I'm going to fill you up...with my cum, with my litter and watch you swell and grow ripe with my seed."

He grinned as Rhiannon's eyes rolled back in her head, her body giving way to his power.

"You're gonna be a werewolf's breeding bitch"

He hissed before plunging his rock hard cock into her cunt. Rhiannon almost screamed out as she felt his member stretch her pussy, it filled her up so completely. He began pumping in and out with a steady, strong rhythm causing her body to convulse in time with his actions. Her tits bounced and slapped against her belly as she was thrown into throes ecstasy. Fuck he felt so good. She reached to his back racking her nails down it holding on for support as he continued to pound. Reaching for her tits she pinched and pulled at her nipples moaning loudly as she was a-wash with erotic frenzy. Her master pounded faster now grunting, beads of sweat slickening his chest and falling onto her tits. He leant down and kissed her forcing his tongue into her mouth, which she sucked greedily. Pound, pound, pound Rhiannon's body began to quake with the impending pleasure. Her master growled deeply staring into her eyes as they rolled back as she began to experience a powerful orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, Her tight hole was so moist and hot that he could no longer control himself. It was time to change position.

Rhiannon was is in a stupor of pleasure, moaning through gritted teeth as she rode the waves of her orgasm. Her master exhaled, enjoying seeing his little slut enjoying his cock. But he couldn't ignore the rising feeling of the beast inside his chest. Wrenching himself from her cunt he leaned back on his haunches cock glistening with Rhiannon's sweet juices. His member was pulsing, seemingly growing. He grunted, it took a lot of will power to channel the transformation to just one body part. Grabbing Rhiannon he pushed her over, onto her front.

"Give me your ass. Wolf bitch."

He commanded, voice deeper and huskier than before.

Rhiannon noticed the change and felt herself turned on even more by the sense of growing power. Already her cunt was aching to be refilled by her masters' powerful organ. She got onto her hands and knees and raised her succulent jiggling butt in the air and arched her back.

Her master chuckled appreciatively.

"My little slut knows how to please her master."

He growled. And with that he grabbed her hips maneuvering himself into position. He could feel the heat emanating from her pussy onto the cool slick wetness on his cock. He licked his lips and plunged back into her cunt.

Rhiannon gasped. It felt. So. Much. Bigger. In fact it stretched her pussy to the point where it almost hurt and she whimpered a little in-between gasps . This only pleased her master more and he began his rhythmic thrusting, making his monstrous balls slap against her luscious white ass. Pain mingled with pleasure for Rhiannon as she felt herself stretch to accommodate the massive member. Faster. Faster. He began to pound grunting and growling as the pace increased.

".....FUCK." Her master was almost violent now smashing into Rhiannons' pussy. He reached around to underneath her grabbing her breasts and squeezing them harshly. Rhiannon squeaked in shock but the rising beast behind her took no notice. His hands now either supporting himself her masters' muscles were rippling and changing. His back seemed alive as the muscles and bones began to shift and grow. His shoulders broadened and his legs lengthened while his spine arched upwards. Jet- black fur erupted from every pore and began to grow thick all over his naked body. But still he pounded. Harder. Faster.

Pure animalistic frenzy took over now. Her master fully transformed into a great black wolf beast started to howl as he took his lily-white bitch for his own. Rhiannon meanwhile was in a stupor of pain and pleasure as she experienced orgasm after orgasm in a feverish mix of agony and pleasure. Her master sensing his own climax was soon to come took his claws and dug them firmly into her shoulder blades piercing the skin. Blood was drawn and began speeding down Rhiannons' spine towards the great black bestial cock between her ass cheeks. She screamed as her master howled as he plunged back deep inside her cunt and began to empty his load. Hot thick cum poured inside her pussy. Throb after throb from her masters' member delivered more in a torrent of sticky liquid. Grunting his eyes rolled back with pleasure as he kept his cock inside filling her cunt to its limits.