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Stealing Cuteness

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Broken Knight

Supernova
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Apr 6, 2009
The wolf had been following her for some time. She was very, very cute, and he enjoyed that trait in the girls he captured. The wolf was notorious around that part of the world for stealing women and evading capture. Each time anyone got close to catching him, he simply killed the girl and moved on. This time, it was a cute cat girl. All at once while she was walking, she'd feel a bag over her head and strong arms picking her up, slinging her over a shoulder and hauling her off. By the time she had the bag taken off of her head, she was sitting on a bed in a room with no windows, no idea where she could be, a tall, lean, black furred wolf standing before her, smirking.

"Hello there." He says, brushing his fingers against her cheek.
 
Shasha looked around scared and saw the big bad wolf there standing over her. Shasha slapped his hand away from her face and rolled away from him. Shasha's combat experience was now paying off.
"Get away from me." Shasha yelled at him and she brushed her long red hair away from here eyes.
 
She could have all the combat experience in the world, and it would not save her from the big wolf, almost two feet taller than her and easily weighing a hundred pounds more than her.

"I think I'm going to get very, very close to you." He says, leaning down and almost putting his nose to hers. "See, you belong to me, and unless you have an allergy to breathing, you're going to learn to be a good little cat very, very quickly."
 
Shasha kicked and struggled against him and then spat in his face. "Leave me alone, dog" She said her tail flicking back in forth as she stared at him with her cat-like eyes
 
He growls, wiping the spit off. Grabbing her, he pushes her back down into the bed. Holding her down, he takes her wrists and ties them to the bed with a ribbon, able to hold her there and bound quite tightly.
 
Shasha struggled and screamed then yelled at him again, "Stop it, Stop It!" Shasha tried to kick him and hissed at at him.
 
Taking her ankles, he ties her legs so that they're bent at the knee and tied to the bed, now completely restrained.

"Good." He says, his paw rubbing over her stomach, his fingers curling into her shirt, starting to lift it upward.
 
She could feel him pull up her shirt, and in a blink of an eye, it was torn from her body, leaving her laying there without her top on.

"A cheap shirt, for a cheap little kitten..." He says, smirking at her.
 
Shasha glared at him with her cat-like eyes. Shasha was scared inside but didn't show it on her outside. Shasha's tail flicked every once in in a while as she lied there.
 
Leaning down over her, he takes his long, flat canine tongue, drawing it up her body, from her naval and between her breast to her neck where he nibbles and suckles.
 
Shasha cried out and continue to squirm. "Don't! Stop it!" Shasha tried all her strength to break the straps but couldn't. "Get away from me you monster!"
 
"Mmm, if you think I'm a monster now, just wait until you see what I have in store for you..." He whispers into her ear, reaching down and slipping his paw into her skirt, rubbing her thigh under his fingers.
 
Shasha felt tears coming from her blue eyes as she felt his paw on her thigh. "Stop please." Shasha begged him
 
"Mmm, there it is, there's what I like to hear, a cute kitten begging..." The wolf says, his fingers reaching her panties, rubbing her pussy through the cotton cloth.
 
"That's right, scream for me... Now, let's see what we're working with here..." He says, grabbing her panties. She could feel him tearing them off of her hips, slowly, stitch by stitch.
 
Her pussy was wet out of instinct rather then pleasure and she was extra sensitive because of the pressure and fear she was in.
 
"Well, look at you, already wet for your new male." He says, leaning down and drawing his flat tongue over her pussy.
 
He grins when she cries out in pleasure, starting to lap at her pussy, slurping at it, making rather dirty sounds as he licks her folds.
 
He moves up her body slowly, licking her neck. "What a slutty kitten you are, already so wet..." He tells her, the cat girl able to feel his sheath rubbing against her pink folds.
 
She could feel his large canine dick arousing from its sheath. By the time it was done, she could look down and see his huge cock, which was for wolf girls, not small cat girls.
 
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