The first thing I felt was the pain. Just turning over my ass and cunt started throbbing. The need to piss was the next thing I registered. It turned into my first conscious thought. “If you don't get up soon you'll piss yourself.”
Groaning I opened my eyes. Naked between the satin sheets I struggled to get up. “What and how much did I drink last night?” I muttered. My head was pounding, my ass and cunt were throbbing. Must have been a hell of a party...
Finally I managed to get up, staggered into the bathroom and made it to the seat before the piss started to flow. Just.
For a long time I just sat there, slumped on the toilet and let my body do what it had to do. With a sigh I got up and stretched myself, wiped myself, flushed.
Why did I hurt so much today? - Because you had this big knot in your cunt while you rode your owners cock a voice in my head piped up and I groaned.
Last night... the memories came back. But had it been only last night? I was back in my bungalow, alone.
Stiff legged I made my way into the small kitchen. Only half aware of what I was doing I made coffee. Dusk or dawn outside... this small time window where you couldn't be sure. If it was dawn I had about an hour to get awake and make myself presentable before he would come to get me.
If it was dusk he would be here sooner.
The clock on the microwave was no help. At this time of the year it would fit for early morning or evening. No food on the counter pointed towards morning. After discovering that I usually only ate after his dog had fucked me his staff... - Keith – only brought it while I was down in the basement.
The scent of the fresh coffee revived me further. And shame surfaced.
I had licked a dogs cocks. I had begged him to fuck me...How could I ever look into his eyes again? And I wasn't even sure if I meant my owner or the dog. I would have to.
And he had... what? Made me? Drugged me with his blood. That was a fact. But was that all? Wasn't it really....
“Stop it”. The voice... my voice, made me wince. Why was I so hoarse? Had there been things I couldn't remember? Had I?
Holding my coffee mug with both hands I sat down on the sofa, pulled my legs up. Which dog would it be today? Would I have to choose again?
The dogs, his pack... all of them big, all of them male. Trained to fuck on command – and only in command.
What was I to them? A bitch? More than once had I spent time with all of them without him. None of them had tried to mount me, or even lick me. Yes, they had sniffed my crotch, my cunt who had do be exposed at all times. But that hadn't been much more than their way of saying hello and getting a quick update on my life? Like the status messages on social media?
Grinning I took another sip. Maybe they thought it weird that I didn't do the same.
The sky had turned from the promise of daylight to a deeper darkness. Evening. I had slept a whole day. Sleeping off the drugged state, the fuck.... My senses were reduced to mere human again.
Sleeping of the burning desire – no, be honest – the need to be filled, fucked, used.
To stop that train of thoughts I got up. I was wasting time. He would be here soon. I had wasted so much time already. Nightfall meant he would be here soon. To fuck me. To breed me.
A shower would not only clean my body, it would also clear my head.
Do I need a shave today? My hands slip over my naked body and took stock.
Legs , I would get away with it. Touching my crotch made me shiver. I was still sore, overly sensitive. Shaving – if I had to – would not be a pleasure
I forced myself to explore further. Be naked – be shaved – obey. Those were the rules.
No need to shave today. Good, a quick shower would sort me out.
Turn on the shower, step in. Feeling the warm water was like heaven. Steam fogged the glass. Shampoo, rinse, repeat before I got the soap. Lather up everywhere, rinse and start again to erase all traces of last night.
While I was cleaning myself my mind was drifting, floating. His finger in my arse, widening me to fuck me with his human cock... more fingers in my arse, fucking me, my ass gaping after the fuck, dripping his cum.
I gasped. When had I sunk to my knees? And when had I started to... I froze, moaned. Two fingers were buried in my arse. “To clean you better” His voice in my head but he wasn't here. It was just me with my fingers in my ass.. and it felt so good.
Was I allowed to go on? Should I go on? Would he appreciate it if I widened myself for him?
Maybe not. It was a sobering thought...
The evening fucks were usually reserved for his half human form. The werewolf. Fucking my cunt hard and fast, knotting me, preserving his werewolf cum in my human cunt... my womb.
I moaned again. These thoughts sent shivers down my spine, let my juices flow.
With my free hand I reached up, turned off the shower. My other hand fucked me again, moving my finger up my ass. Slow, deep.
“Better position” a half conscious though. “Floor, back, shove them back in, fuck me...”
Trying to keep the fingers buried in myself I crawled out of the shower and onto the fluffy rug.
Only now I pulled the fingers out and moaned. I had never been much into anal but right now.... I might even have begged him.
In an instant I was on my back, legs spread apart, fingers back at the other entrance. My second hand between my legs, feeling the warm wetness of my cunt.
“I'll be so ready for you tonight” I muttered, moaned again. A smile on my lips I closed my eyes. One finger fucking my arse, my free hand rubbing my crotch. Wet, hot, needy. I was fucking myself slowly. One finger didn't seem enough. The second finger. Better.... but enough?
Tentatively the third finger joined it's brothers. The wetness leaking from my cunt made it easy. I groaned. That was better. Who was I kidding? This was amazing.
Push in, deep, hold, pull back, nearly all the way, repeat. Slow turned into fast, nearly desperate. I wasn't thinking anymore, couldn't think anymore.
“OH”
I gasped. Had that sound been me? Did someone – he – see me? Too late to stop. Way too horny to stop. I rubbed my clit, hard and unforgiving.
I hadn't even felt it coming. A sharp pain shot through my womb as relief started to flood through my body. I felt my asshole pulsate around my fingers.
My my moaning turned into whimpering. It was too much, but it felt so good. I wanted it to stop... I wanted it to go on forever, I wanted sleep, my body was yearning for it.
Shivering I lay on the rug. Only as I withdrew my fingers for the last time from my ass I realised how uncomfortable it had been. My body twisted, my hand nearly cramping. I would get up in a moment. Get up and wait for my owner
