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You Belong to Me [Husk&Screaming]

Screaming_Louder

Planetoid
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Aug 14, 2011
Daryll Hale had been watching this....wolf-humanoid, for the past few months. The other was interesing to him to say in the least. It was shamless to say but he wanted the other to be his. He didn't really care all to much that the other was another being, he found that rather interesting. There had been more then one occassion where he "acidently" ran into the wolf on the streets just to feel him. It was how he liked things really. Never getting really to close but close enough to feel the fur, it was soft. He liked soft things as much as he was interested in the wolf, so the soft fur was just a little bonus. Everything in him screamed at hi mto take the wolf, make him his. And he planned to. He wanted to see all the faces the other made when pleasured or when he was begging for more and trust Daryll to make the other being beg.

Hanging outside of the place the other usually worked his kept his hood up and his shades on. It was late already and he knew that the soon to be his wolf would be leaving for home any second now. His van patiently awaiting for it's owner to place their new property inside just down the alley way. As soon as he saw the other he waited until his back was turned before he briskly walked up behind the other and covered moth his muzzle and mouth with a chlorflorm filled cloth. Once he had passed out he then dragged the other into his van and drove out of town to a warehouse that his friend had given him for this sort of thing. Not that he had done this before, this was his first time really.

Once at the warehouse he took him straight down to the bassement his friend had made and into one of the many individual rooms that had been made down there as well. He stripped his wolf down and tied him up to the bed before he left to go find the things he would need for him. Plans were all set out for what he was gonig to do to him. It was only a matter of waiting for the other to wake up and demand where he was.
 
The day was just a normal other day for Husk, going to his day job, people staring at him as if he were a vicious animal, every time that would occur he just sighed and continued on. Sure, there were others like him, but not in this city. He proceeded to walk up to his office as he began to work a long day. Usually, formal attire was always acquired, but it was a bit carefree to someone like Husk. He was able to walk around with nothing but a pair of shorts. He sat at his desk, doing the usual paper work as the day had finally ended. He got up, stretching and yawning as he paat his grey fur,scratching his back as he said his goodbyes, leaving the building. Expecting nothing but a cold beer and his television, he walked unaware of what was soon to happen.

From behind he was all of a sudden attacked by a cloth with chloroform. His eyes strained in astonishment, soon rolling back as he collapsed back. The only thing he could make out was a man just as large as himself, feeling himself being thrown into a car as his eyes dimmed, unconscious for hours.

Husk could not even react until a few hours later, his eyes slowly opening as he tried to get up and move around, soon realizing he had been restrained and stripped of his clothes. A growl left his throat as it soon went to a whimper as he saw himself in a mirror in front of him. His ears dropped as he saw his limbs tied up on a bed and he found a strap that kept him from speaking. Seeing the wolf in the mirror, you were now able to make of his rather stocky body. Two scars streaked across his chest as his ruffled grey fur slightly covered them. If you were to look at his face, you would see nothing but his deep red eyes, and a left scar going down Husk's right eye. You could take him for a monster, but in fact, if you spent five minutes with him you would find him giving in to anyone for any reason at all. Groaning from his restraints, he shut his eyes as a tear dropped from his left eye. He didn't know where he was, who tied him up, or even as to why. He was terrified in every way. He only was given a glimpse of his capturer, and just by the blur he trembled as he repictured the memory in his head, the man terrified him, what was he going to do with this poor wolf?
 
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