I'm Not A Ghost (Nighthaven & Aise)

[Myn]

Serah Arceida 16 (5’5”)​

Serah hated this town…. It was a nice place, friendly people, nice leisure facilities, decent public safety, the only real drawback most people would be able to think of would be how it was so isolated from the other big cities of the nation. But then again, it wasn’t like life was anymore difficult with or without them, a few extra cents on the grocery bills were about all that it affected.

But Serah still hated this town…. Well perhaps hate was too strong a word, but the fact remained that she despised her lack of privacy. Her secret had been exposed to the public only a few months ago, and lately not even the bullies of the school had bothered to bat an eyelash her way. One more month… possibly two, and Serah would be no more. The festering disease that plagued her heart would consume her body and destroy her completely. She should have been scared, she should have been worried, but she’d already decided to make the best of her time left in this world anyway. Though the fun she could have was also restricted by the blasted infection.

Why did she hate this town? Well the answer was simple, everyone knew her. Not by name, but by disease. It might have even been better if the disease was infectious, or at least perceived as such, and then…. Maybe then they wouldn’t treat her like she didn’t exist? Even now, despite it being the middle of a school day the police officer standing across from the road glanced her way, and then dismissed her truancy as not worth reprimanding. Even her teachers had suggested that she stop coming to school, not out of malice, but out of kindness and concern…. The worst kind, the unwanted kind.

Letting out a weary sigh, she turned her attention to the nearest store, the broken neon lights flickering despite it being the middle of the day. ‘Slutz’R’Us’ an adult toy store if she ever saw one.

Usually she’d have dismissed it, perhaps even blushed at the thought of being anywhere near such a place. Her classmates had lost their virginity over the last few years, but Serah had always been too sick to socialize in the true sense. And had yet to hold hands with anyone that wasn’t her parent, nevermind kissing. She sighed again. She couldn’t help it. Life seemed so bleak and boring, and she craved to be noticed. She didn’t care how or who, hell she’d smile appreciatively at Mr.Cop over there if he yelled at her and dragged her back to school. But the man simply lit up a cigarette, his eyes roaming down the street with a bored expression. It was then that Serah decided to do something she never would have done. Shoplifting. Surely if she commited a crime, the people around her would take notice? It worked for delinquents, and seeing as how she was skipping school, she was one… right?

Calming her nerves, she took in a deep breath and turned towards the sexshop. Her eyes filled with determination as she took a step forward, the door weighing awfully heavily on her hands as she tried to prise it open, her hands were already covered with sweat.

Serah recongized the woman at the counter, she’d seen her at parent-student days a few times at school, and the look on her face indicated that the woman recognized her too. Standing at the entrance she glanced over hopefully at the woman, but she simply shifted her gaze away from Serah, a clear indication that the woman had no intentions of telling her off about her age. Frustrated and hurt, she quickly stormed over right infront of the counter before violently ripping one of the products from its shelf, shoving it in her pocket, right infront of the woman before turning around and heading out for the exit.

She nearly won, the woman’s mouth opening in protest, Serah spun around expectantly, one foot already out the door as she waited for the woman’s words. Her eyes filled with hope…. Hope which was swiftly crushed by four simple words “Have a nice day.”

Unable to bear the humiliation, she spun on her heel and sprinted out of the store and down the street. She thought she saw the police officer glance her way, frown in disapproval, but even then he didn’t budge from his spot against the wall. Flicking the ashes off his cigarette before turning a blind eye.

She didn’t hate this town…. She just hated everyone within it.

 

[Nighthaven]

Opportunity was around every corner, or so some would claim, and in some way this held true, even in this god forsaken little town,you just had to have the right triggering essence.
Take Cecilia for instance, a chubby little girl and the youngest daughter of Reginald Simmon's, former owner of the Local Cloth factory and today's most known failure in town after he had fallen into a steep debt.
Today he was known as one of the biggest drunkards and gambler in town who acted as though he had nothing to loose, which, sad as it was, was a fact.

Problem was, he had tried to expand his Factory after a sudden boom in orders and contracts, an opportunity that a smart business man would not pass up on. Sadly though the man was just a bit to greedy and wanted the Factory's expansion to be done as soon as humanly possible, for which he needed far more money then he could offer, but which he easily could repay once the factory had the capacity to keep up with requested output of materials.
The small town though had painfully few valid investors for such a monstrous project, and those that where, well, lets just say they where not always welcome.

Said investors where the Ixchel's a family of Anthro wolfs that, much like any beast creature, where not all to welcome in human society, though due to their huge wealth where welcomed here as it filled up the town's wallet quite nicely.
This family it was that Reginald would approach, and that joyfully accepted to fund the man's project.
The flaw to all this was however that the industrial boom would find a sudden decline right in the middle of the Factory's expansion, an unfortunate happening that broke the man's back and spirit till he turned to Alcohol and drugs to erase his misfortune from his mind.

What he could not do however was to erase it from the Ixchel's mind who naturally would want their money back, though with Cecilia's father unable to ever regain the lost fortune it would soon be to his two daughters to work for his mistake.
Cecilia's sister, Anna, was nowadays working at the Ixchel's manor, far out of town, where no one would see how much more degrading her tasks where then mere housekeeping.
Cecilia had one day watched how Nardak, the head of the Ixchel Family, forced his way onto her sister whom endured the man for as long as it pleased him, a day she would never forget as she was told then that, soon as she was 16, she would have the pleasure of laying there like her sister while the old man worked her worth every penny that their father owed them.

That was a year ago, today it was her birthday, she had just hit 15, though the promise of the man on top of her sister would not come to fruition, at least not in way's of loosing her Virginity as now the young girl stood back within the town's rumored dark corner, a dead end of an Ally way that was known for the shady business that went on there.
Cecilia was sobbing silently, her body rocking involuntarily as not Nadrak, but his son Nighthaven decided that the girl was old enough, taking her back here on a folly reason so he could release the steam of not having had some bitch in a while.

Nighthaven, a black furred wolf of 25 years, was abusing poor Cecilia viciously, deflowering the young woman whom obediently stood there, crying to herself as the wolf had not kept his promise to at least use protection. Her ordeal was not one to last for long however, the wolf would just dump his load into her and then nonchalantly plug his dick from her depths, unsatisfied with the girl as she neither suited his taste nor managed to offer anything else of value to him, sure, she was young, and the chubbiness could nearly be seen as cute, though her cunt just felt to loose, and she just stayed there like a Mattress as she had long since accepted her fate.

Soon poor Cecile would run out of the Back ally with tears on her eyes and her panties gone below that long dress of hers, headed back to the manor where she would have to figure how to tell Nadrak that she was now defiled, and knowing the wolf, it would be her punished and not His son, even though it was his doing, Nadrak just knew that his Son couldn't help himself, in fact, he was just becoming like him with all the good's and bad's, including their love for a human bitch.

Nighthaven on the other hand would soon casually make his way out of the Ally way, just now to make his way around the first of altogether five corners that would lead back onto the road, and behind one of them he would agree, there was opportunity behind every corner, a line so true when one laid eyes onto beautiful young Serah.

 

[Myn]

She’d only sprinted for four or five seconds before she was forced to stop, a sharp pain spreading striking her heart, her body trembling with the sudden pain as she collapsed her back against the wall, her silvery white hair flowing downward against the dirty brick wall behind her as she tipped her head upwards and stared at the sun glaring down her without a care in the world. Taking a full minute to recover, she slowly picked herself off from the wall. The police officer was still there, still not too far away, she could tell he was looking towards her, but she’d made enough distance between them to not be able to see his facial expression. Not that she wanted to, she was sick of all the kind heartless wishes for her to take care of herself. Take care? Take care of what? She’d be dead in a few weeks time, her life and body were going to crumble to ashes even if she treasured it like a newborn.

Turning her bright blue eyes away from the officer, she decided to ignore him from here on out, he clearly had no intentions of acknowledging her unless she were to collapse, and if she did, she’d just end up in that boring old white room in the hospital, hooked to some machine which couldn’t do anything for her. The stench of hygiene and chemicals, and the looks of pity she got there had to make the hospital the most dreaded place in the world for her. All the doctors knew her, all the patients did too. And when she realized that the elderly crippled men and women there would be outliving her, there was a certain frustration that ate away at her. And at times she nearly wished that the disease that had infected her would suddenly disappear and take ahold of one of them… Almost….

Taking in a deep breath she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small plastic sleeve, her head slightly tipping to the side as she tried to work out exactly what she’d stolen from the store. Her eyes filling with confusion as she looked at the small simple oval shaped bead. Having never really been exposed to any sexual content in her life besides the fade-to-black movie scenes in movies, she had no idea what the steel bullet shaped vibrator was. Flipping over the package she read through the instructions, “Three quick easy steps, Press the button at the bottom, s-slip inside, enjoy?” she read out aloud, her mind taking a while before her face went beetroot red, realizing where she was supposed to ‘slip’ it. She was tempted to hurl the infernal thing on the floor and move away as from the scene of her crime as soon as possible, but she felt guilty having stolen something, only to hurl it away like trash a few seconds later. Though that said, it wasn’t like she’d ever have the nerve to test it out. Not that she had much time anyway, she’d already considered ending her own virginity with an improvised sex toy, one of the girls at her school had mentioned something about vegetables, and she’d gone as far as pulling a cucumber out of the fridge, but that was far as she’d got. Self-loathing overtaking her as she realized how desperate she was acting, she’d decided her virginity would go to someone that would acknowledge her, someone that would treat her like a normal human, and not a glass doll that could shatter at any moment. Though knowing the people of this town, that was as good as a declaration to die virgin.

Shoving the bullet vibrator inside the pocket of her cut-jeans, she decided she’d dispose of it somewhere safe, there were a few dark alleyways just around the corner, and she’d heard rumors of how shady women and men would intermingle their bodies there, hopefully she’d be able to find one such person and hand over the sextoy to someone who’d use it, it was the least she could do.

Trudging slowly around the corner, she still wasn’t feeling too well. Her body swaying from side to side as her legs shakily tried to support her light weight, the pain had receded a fair amount now, but there was a certain fatigue that had pierced her mind when she’d suffered her minor heart attack, and that unpleasant feeling showed no signs of receding.

Upon noticing Cecilia she smiled reaching into her pocket and pulling out the sextoy, she looked like a prostitute no matter how Serah looked at her, her clothes torn and ripped, it felt a bit awkward but she raised her voice offering the sex toy to the slightly chubby girl “Hi I was wondering-“ she started, but quickly cut herself off as Cecilia completely ignored her and continued running. The gesture hitting a nerve with Serah, she hated being ignored more than anything lately, and Cecilia’s actions didn’t sit well with her at all. But at least she’d been able to confirm that the rumors were true. If she left this somewhere in plain sight, surely someone would notice it and take it as their own?

Turning into the closest alleyway, she started humming a happy little tune to herself, trying to ignore how the tall building on either side of her blocked out the sunlight and gave the alley a gloomy look, it was a bit dirty, but vacant nonetheless, and she didn’t think anyone would be interested in her even if someone were hiding behind one of the trash cans. Her eyes wandering around she reached up and gripped the collar of her parker, feeling a bit chilly as the sun no longer reached her. She didn’t think even for a second that there was someone already standing right behind her.

 

[Nighthaven]

Opportunity indeed, Nighthaven had Luckily remained around the corner in another branch of the ally, leading down into one of the dead ends where usually the girl's where taken for some fun, just as he had done with Cecilia.
Right now though he was just glad he had stepped into the shadows where dark garbs and Fur managed to keep him hidden, an act of prudence as his kind was not always welcome, and neither did it help to be the son of a wealthy man.

It had felt more like a reflex when the wolf hid his presence, great-full for his enhanced sense of hearing that warned him when the steps of the young woman grew closer, only to pass the ally he stood in to head down the main ally, which just so happened to find a sudden end just as the one he abused his father's servant in, and damn was he glad about that.

Night had heard of Serah, and though he could not place her right away, but he thought he knew the young woman from somewhere, just where was it ?
That's when he realized, it was the dieing girl, something about a heart defect through which she only had a few more days to life, or, was it month ? He couldn't be certain , he wasn't so big on the social news intake which left him a little clueless, though what he knew was that she was basically dead already, which was such a damn shame.

For a few long moment's he considered the Girl as she went on deeper into the badly lit back ally, recalling what little entertainment Cecilia had given him when he stole her virginity, she wasn't any fun to fuck, and neither pretty, but this young woman, oh she was a whole different book.
Serah looked delectable to the wolf, outright cute and sexy even, it was such a waste that she was to pass on soon, a thought that nearly left the wolf moving again to let her go on her merry way, but just as quick as his left feet wanted to leave, as quick he was to reconsider.

Why the heck shouldn't he fuck her ? She was young and pretty, and damn, she had a cunt between her thighs, what did it doe that she came with an expiration date ? Nothing really, he just had to devour this snack before it became rotten.

The decision made Night would soon make his way after her, carefully not to have the humming girl detect him as she snug closer, until she came to a brief pause to adjust her parkers collar, then the wolf would hasten to cover the last few steps towards her to capture and silence her mouth, covering it with a large black paw" Shhh ! Not a word girl ! " the wolf growled behind her, trying to drag the girl deeper into the ally way towards an old storage facility, firmly intend to show this cute bitch a good time before her cunt would dry up forever.

The old storage building was Nighthaven's target location not because it was abandoned, but because it used to be part of the old Simmon's Cloth production, a building still filled with remaining fabric's and other utensils that soon would aid him to enjoy the girl that likely minded as the wolf took her down into the dark cellar, a place where she could scream for help as much as she wanted, and for that matter, as he wanted, he didn't want to have another Cecile, this time the bitch would let him know that he was inside her.

 

[Myn]

Feeling a chill run down her spine, her body seemed to have instinctively picked up on her predicament, but when her body had tensed in anticipation of the impeding danger, it was already all to late, a powerful black paw covering her mouth and blocking out her muffled cries of surprise, as a low feral growl rumbled behind her head. “Get off me” she screamed, her voice muffled, she didn’t even know if the wolf could understand a word she’d said, but it didn’t stop her from struggling, her body squirming within Night’s powerful grasp. She wasn’t stupid enough to comply with the demands of her attacker. Her mind had already discerned that the wolf didn’t intend to kill her, his intent was obviously to capture her, though what he’d do now that he’d succeeded was something Serah just simply lacked experience in.

Thrashing about, she tried to get away, but it was no use. Having led a rather sheltered life, she’d hardly been exposed to physical acts, and because of it she had no developed muscles to speak of, making her weaker than most girls her age. On the contrary the anthro behind her was well sculpted and powerful, Serah didn’t even need to turn around to know that resistance was futile, as anthro’s as a general rule were stronger and more agile than humans anyway. But that didn’t mean she’d just accept being treated like a rag doll that could be dragged around. She was a human, she had rights, and she wasn’t going to stand for someone, or rather something treat her otherwise.

Focusing her senses, she allowed Night to drag her along, showing no resistance to indicate that she’d comply with his wishes, they’d nearly entered the abandoned building when she made her move, Her foot coming down hard upon Night’s, she knew it wouldn’t be enough for Night to release his hold on her, so she quickly followed it up with and elbow to the wolf’s stomach. Her elbow landing squarely against the dark wolf’s muscular abs, Serah was certain of her victory, everything had gone according to plan, which meant she had to make her escape now. And with that thought she tried to spin around, to flee back up the alley and onto the main street. There was an armed officer not too far away, she just had to make it that far and she’d…….

Her body wouldn’t move. Her blue eyes widening with shock, she looked up at Night’s eyes fearfully, not knowing what was happening. His grip hadn’t loosened at all, and her attacks didn’t seem to have affected in the slightest. Actually the only thing they did seem to have accomplished was to irritate the much larger male holding her. Though that said, it wasn’t like she could read the expression of a furred creature. Shaking her head slowly in disbelief, she was terrified now, she considered herself smarter, but even her wit was useless against something so powerful, her heart began racing as adrenaline continued to pump through her veins, she had to get away, she had to….

A familiar pain suddenly shot through her body. That familiar excruciating ache that was burning a hole against her chest. She couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t escape, she couldn’t do anything.
Panic taking over she violently thrashed about within Nighthaven’s grasp, tossing and turning her head with energy she didn’t know she had. She’d always thought she was immune to the fear of death, but now that it stood right behind her, it’s furry paw wrapped around her, she discovered she wasn’t okay with it at all. Clawing desperately at the wolf’s paw that covered her mouth. She tried to convey that she needed air, that she needed to be let go. She didn’t want to die yet. Not like this.

 

[Nighthaven]

The wolf was indeed irritated, though he had expected much of what she did, after all, she didn't know why the wolf was taking her away, for all she knew, he was going to kill her.
All that kicking and trashing soon begun to become a little to much for his taste, well, not really, under normal circumstance's he'd love it, though Normal circumstances implied the wolf already on top of his victim where she would fight for her virtue, this right here he found completely ridiculous as it reminded him more of a panic attack.

He would try to hold her still and calm her, but he had to take into consideration that she had a terminal condition and what she did could end up claiming her before he got that warm pussy of hers, so he decided to cheat, reaching into his left pants pocket to fetch one of plenty friends that he used to get the Maid's in his father's home to comply. " Hold still bitch ! " he would snarl at her, releasing her mouth in part as he forcibly pushed a claw to each of her cheeks, trying to force her mouth open so he could pop the pill into her mouth, then he'd grab her nose and hold it shut, while his other paw covered her mouth, forcing the girl to either swallow or try to spit it out, either way it would work.
What he gave her was essentially a date rape drug, a small and sweet white pill that quickly dissolved in any kind of fluid, like her salvia, and then gradually turn the victim aroused and intoxicated, which made them extremely receptive to sexual advances, though like any kind of drug used in such a fashion, it had the effect that the victim might not remember what was done to them, in all honesty though, he didn't mind, he could still have his fun with her once he had taken her home, though by then Poor Serah would have to realize by the feeling between her legs that she had been raped.

" Shhh, just relax, calm down bitch, we don't want your heart to give out now.. " he would speak to her then, trying to calm her enough to weaken her struggle and the danger to her health.

 

[Myn]

She could sense Nighthaven’s irritation, she could have even sworn that he’d bared his fangs at her, snarling with disapproval at her actions, she didn’t know if she’d imagined it or if it had actually happened as her world begin to spin. She didn’t even know where she was anymore, nevermind where her assailant stood. Was he behind her or infront of her? To her left or right? The only thing she knew for sure was that her immboilized state indicated that he was still somewhere nearby, and her chances of escaping were getting slimmer by the moment. But she didn’t care. It was literally do or die, though the probably lied with the fact that she didn’t know what she was supposed to do in order to escape. She thought she heard the wolf bark something at her, but her mind was too boggled, too confused for her to actually pay his words any heed.

Her mouth forced open, she felt something popped inside her mouth, the small capsule dissolving on her tongue already, she had no idea what it was, but she knew she had to spit it out. She had to…..her world spun again, though this time it wasn’t as unpleasant as her panic attack. Infact it almost felt pleasant, a confused murmur coming from her as she tried to make sense of it all, her world was starting to return to normal, her senses being calmned by an unseen force as her fear was directed in the opposite direction. The sudden soothing sensation causing her to forget her prior thoughts as she swallowed the pill, her body going limp within the wolf’s powerful grasp.

She could hear his words much clearer now, his low growl-like voice almost seeming pleasant to her ears. She didn’t know what she was doing, and like earlier she wasn’t sure she cared. Though when she was called a bitch, she felt a warm tingle spark inside her. Her eyes moistening, she felt strange. Her body was burning up and reacting strangely to things she never had taken an interest in before. She felt hot, so hot that she wanted to take her clothes off. It wasn’t like anyone cared what she did anyway, they’d probably just turn their eyes away and let her do her own little thing like they always had.

“Not… a bitch” she mumbled unclearly, shaking her head sluggishly. Her mind still resisting the drug, though her body had already given in, she slumped her body backwards against Nighthaven’s chest, nuzzling the back of her head against him before turning her head and deeply inhaling his powerful scent. A scent that warmed her chilled spine, there was something awfully pleasant about the way he smelled. She tried convincing herself at first that she was merely giving her lungs the much needed oxygen she craved, though what her body actually craved now was something much different.

 

[Nighthaven]

" Shhh.. " the wolf soothingly hissed at the poor girls ear, waiting for the drug to take over until she completely lost herself in it.
Carefully Night wold hold her to his chest as she lost any sense of reality, soothing her with his presence as he knew all to well of the drug's effect, she was melting, she was likely still trying to wrap her mind around it, and she likely couldn't though by the time she mumbled her second time that she wasn't the bitch, she would get a hint that she was about to become one, even though her mind would surely start to conflict over it.

" I'm going to make you my bitch ..." the wolf whispered at her ear, he last mumble barely finished as his right paw went down to grab her by the crotch to firmly grind against her hidden flower, only to see how much grip on reality she had left, guessing that she might protest by so many, and yet fail to protect herself as the male besides her wouldn't take no for an answer and enjoy hearing her moans when he raped her.

Sure enough Nighthaven tried to lay the girl down, no longer caring to drag her into the storage building now that the girl was helpless as he planted that sweet body of hers onto the filthy floor.
His paws would roam over her chest then, squeezing her breasts firmly through the fabric, and then reach out to remove her parker to use as the only clean bedding she would get. " Now lets see what your hiding ! " h growled lustfully when he had gotten her a little more comfortable, his claws digging into her top to crudely tear it open, intend on exposing her breasts. Soon then he'd reach down to eagerly loosen and yank her pant's off, leaving his victim to watch how he was stealing her modesty, how his left reached to hold her pinned down by the shoulder, and then his right reached into her panties, to assault her pride with those two fingers going straight into her to forcibly finger her sensitive flower.

Even in her state Serah was likely able to realize that she was about to be raped, though with the drug in her system, it was more a question about if she cared anymore as even his crude touch might send sparks and surges of lust through her, lust she might not even remember tomorrow.

 

[Myn]

Serah didn’t know what was going on, she’d tried to cringe away when Nighthaven’s furry paw had reached out to pull her in, but instead her she squirmed her body against his hand, a soft mewl of approval leaving her lips as she enjoyed the feeling of a strong hand… or paw wrapped around her shoulder. She didn’t know what had happened, nor what was about to happen. But the sudden change in Nighthaven’s attitude towards her had to be better than when he was holding and dragging her around like a brat in a shopping centre right?

“Mhmm” she murmured happily, her hands rising up from her sides and resting against the firm pec’s of Nighthaven’s chest, caressing them gently before nuzzling her face against them, inhaling deeply as she took in a thick powerful scent she’d never come across before. “Your bitch?” she asked rather innocently, uncertain what the words meant now, her body tingled at the way the wolf claimed her as his possession. The feeling sending unfamiliar sparks of happiness in her as she finally felt that someone was recognizing her as something besides a greenhouse in a warzone. “I’m your bitch?” she asked cutely, her head tipping to the side as her bright blue eyes looked quizzically up at Nighthaven. Her question seemed to have been answered by action rather then words as Nighthaven lowered his hands and pressed against her pink silken panties. She let out a low pleasured moan of approval, her body jerking at the friction as her hands slid around Nighthaven’s back, holding herself against his chest in an embrace as she pressed herself against those furred fingers.

She knew it was wrong, she knew she should have resisted at all costs, but such logical thoughts had been pushed to the back of her mind, the drug blocking all reason from her mind as she simply enjoyed the fact that someone was looking at her, touching her in a way that could quite possibly ‘break’ her fragile existence. It wasn’t like a bit of pleasure could lengthen or shorten her life at all, but the sentiment in town seemed to be that even talking to her was some grave sin that was to be frowned upon.

She didn’t even resist as Nighthaven started pushing her over, her pure white parker being tainted by the grime of the alley floor, it was a tragedy under normal circumstances, but she just couldn’t seem to motivate herself to care today. Instead her hand slided around from the wolf’s back, back to his stomach, her soft slender hands enjoying the bumps and curves of his abdomen, she’d never really felt anything like it before, and in her lust-filled state, she wanted nothing more than to feel it pressed up against her. The thought causing her to raise her legs slightly so that she could rub her thighs together, a faint gasp of surprise and pleasure escaping her as she felt the pleasure of rubbing her sex against itself for the first time.

Feeling the muscular firm hand roaming against her breasts, squeezing them possessively, Serah’s hands fell helplessly from Nighthaven’s chest. Her hands bent beside her in a fashion similar to those good luck cats found at chinese stores. “M-more” she mumbled, arching her back against the hard floor, pressing her small breasts further, and more roughly against Nighthaven’s roaming hands. She soon got her wish, her arousal heightening as her favourite shirt was torn apart before her very eyes as Nighthaven’s clawed hand pressed directly against her. She’d never thought such a crude simple gesture could feel so good. “Ah, yes…. Please…. She gasped thrusting her shoulders forward to rub exposed breasts against his warm hands. He was looking at her, those cold harsh eyes glaring into her very soul as they felt her up, she should have hated him for the shameful situation he was forcing her into, but again, she didn’t care. Someone was watching her, not with apathy, but with a carnal intent.

Her pleasure though quickly came to an end as Nighthaven withdrew his hand, his claws carefully tracing down her navel and down to her soaked silken garments, he didn’t even need to rip them off to know how aroused she was. It was the drug…. Surely, it had to be? And if it wasn’t it wasn’t her fault that his hands felt so good. She was literally putty in his paws, and those exact paws suddenly pressed into her, taking her virginity, the drug she’d been given completely blocking out the pain as Nighthaven’s claw was covered in the blood of her first experience. She knew what was to come next, and she knew that her body was more than prepared for it. But she had one little request if she were to offer herself to him, and although she figured the result wouldn’t change whether he complied or refused, she had to ask. “S-Serah, my…. My name….” she whispered between heated gasps, her eyes beaming into his with a silent plea. “Ca….Can you call my…. My name?” she begged pleadingly. She couldn’t read the reaction her request had gotten, but she felt like asking simply wasn’t enough, her face going deep red as she opened her mouth to speak again “Please….Master?”

 

[Nighthaven]

Oh such a pleasant delight this withering flower was, all her inhibitions gone and her body seeking out every least touch of his, it was as though the poor thing was great full in a way. " Yess, your my bitch now.. " he would respond to her question while those paws had explored her form, taunting and teasing that eager kitten that had replaced the young well raised woman.

The touch of her hands against his chest, the squirming of her body that craved for more, even her words that outright named her need for this, that wasn't just the drug, that was a lot more, of that Night was sure, and hell, he'd be a fool not to abuse it with such a young bitch. In fact, he would make sure the girl would be fully aware of what was happening next time, he'd pound that fragile young body until it had done it's purpose to him, and then drag this fine cunt home where she could spend the rest of her young life putting those juicy lips of hers around some hard interest of his.

Even more amusing was though as she made her request, pleading him to recognize her for more then just a quick fuck, or so it would seem to him, but what amused him even more was that it was of such importance to her, she even addressed him as Master, using a complex strain of thoughts which was near impossible under the drugs effect, all that was there was her true sexual desires, which meant she did want this in some way.

Perhaps it wasn't exactly what the wolf did that made her say it, though the very essence of it, Nighthaven wasn't aware of how she craved for someone to admit her as something more then the dieing young girl, though he did not see the dead meat in her, not directly, what he looked at was the desirable young woman, and he would not let some sickness count as excuse for her to escape, she would pleasure him, even if it was the last thing she'd do, which just might just happen to be exactly what would happen.

" Yess.. " he groaned as she addressed him as her Master, likely not even realizing how much she was endangering herself with it as the wolf above her loved to own himself such a fine girl. " Serah like this, don't you ?! " his voice carried with a deep growl at her ears, the male creature leaning closer to speak those words to her while his right paw begun to finger her young cunt rapidly, wanting to enjoy her squirming just for a little longer before he'd impale that heavenly tight pussy, and god, he wanted to pound this bitch so hard.

" I'm going to fuck you Serah, and then.. you'll have the pleasure to be my fuck toy, and I'm going to fuck your sorry ass sore. " he explained with a lust full hiss, in part giving her what she craved, though also treating her just that easy slut that, thanks to the drug she was forced to take, was becoming so true.

Then finally the wolfs paw would withdraw from her cunt, his paw rudely tearing her soaked panties from her body so that her stained pussy was completely exposed below him, his soaked paw then quickly reaching at his fine suit's pants to eagerly try and free his thick meat with the intention to soon plunge into the helpless girl to ruin any chance of a normal life that she had, though after this there was no normal life anyway, poor Serah would not return home today, and neither would for the remaining time she had, involuntarily having sold herself so cheaply to the wolf as he called him Master so that now he would keep this pleasant bitch for good.

 

[Myn]

“I’m your bitch…” she repeated obediently, echoing Nighthaven’s much deeper voice. The tone of his voice brimming with possessive intent, it was clear that he’d taken an interest in her, and seeing as how he was looming over her with his strong powerful hands roamed all over her body. It was clear he intended to act on that interest as well. She’d never been an attention seeker, Serah had been the type of girl who could sit quietly in a corner, going unnoticed for hours before anyone would notice that she was still sitting there. It hadn’t bothered her as much back then as they still recognized her as a human being. Someone that wasn’t very popular or noticeable, but someone that was there regardless. But after her death sentence, she’d become a taboo topic. Everyone that came upon her quickly turned their eyes away, chatty girls would go quiet when they noticed Serah nearby, and boys would quickly run off in the opposite direction, feigning their interest in something no matter how silly it seemed. Everyone avoided her, everyone refused to acknowledge her, everyone treated her as if she were already dead.

Except the wolf before her, a warm shiver ran down her spine as she felt Nighthaven’s eyes roaming all over her body, looking at her in a way that no other person dared. Merely touching his fur, stroking his chest, and having her body strong in kind were enough for Serah to acknowledge how powerful and strong the creature was. Not at all like her weak, paleskinned self, the contrast in their appearance was evident to the point of being polar opposites.

She knew what Nighthaven wanted from her, and in her lust-crazed state she didn’t have the willpower to resist him, infact she wasn’t if anything would have changed even if she hadn’t been drugged. It was quite clear that the wolf wasn’t likely to take ‘no’ for an answer, and his opinion was really the only one that counted in the matter. As such, she didn’t even know how much of her actions were drug induced, and how much of it was actually her intent. And quite frankly she didn’t care which was which as far as she was concerned at the moment both sides of her craved for the attention Nighthaven seemed to be committed to giving her.

She shivered yet again when Nighthaven called her name, the simple gesture moistening her eyes with joy, she hadn’t noticed before but it felt like ages since anyone had called her name. “Thank you… Master,” she whispered appreciatively, she hadn’t missed how the wolf seemed to like being addressed as such, the carnal animalistic look in his eyes flaring up as she submitted to his will. “It feels good… but….” She hesitated, the drug losing its hold on her for a just a second. “Can you give me more? Could you make me love it, crave it the way your…. Loyal bitch should?” she smiled warmly up at the wolf, her cerulean eyes glazed over with lust and desire, She whimpered with pleasure when she was told she’d be fucked, “Make me your sextoy master, please fuck me so hard that I won’t be able to live on without you” she pleaded, her embarrassment completely cast aside as her lust took over her mind. She’d do anything Nighthaven told her without hesitation now. She wanted to believe she’d fallen in love, that the relationship between them was pure and loving, but even if it wasn’t she’d be happy to comply with his wishes as long as he continued to touch her, feel her, treat her like she was someone or something with value.

She clamped down hard on his fingers when they tried to pull away, her dripping pussy not wanting to lose the sensational pleasure she’d been feeling, a thing string of her fluid joined her cunt with the tip of his claws for a moment before being cut off, falling pathetically and staining the already dirty floor. Whimpering with want, she looked up at him with longing and desperation. The fabric of her undergarments had already been destroyed, the warm heat emanating from Nighthaven’s body brushing against her as the cool air around them tried to interfere.

She gasped at his size as an angry red cock revealed itself from the suit of his pants. The heat scorching her even from this distance, she wriggled her bottom in anticipation wondering if something so big could possibly fit inside her…. No she’d get it inside her even if it wasn’t possible, it wasn’t like forcing herself would matter in a few weeks anyway. “Please fuck me Master, Please make me your bitch” she begged slipping her hands between her legs and stretching her vaginal slit open, she wanted her inside her normally first, he could abuse whatever hole he wanted later, but she wanted to at least be taken ‘normally’ first. Their relationship wasn’t normal, they weren’t even of the same race. And the location Nighthaven had chosen couldn’t ever be considered romantic, but at the very least she wanted him insinde her dripping wet cunt first. To feel his warm seed spray against her the same way a normal girl would enjoy.

 

[Nighthaven]

At 5'11" the wolf wasn't much taller then many humans, though he was still taller then most, and much taller then the young girl below him. Though the dick that he freed now from the restraining protection of his pants was a whole other matter, near 9 inches of wolven meat was staring at Serah, and that was only to the point before his knot, then there was that swell to the lower end of his shaft, another inch or so occupied by a small orb slightly thicker then the rest. A piece of flesh it was that soon would swell to a painfully wide orb with which the Bitch was to be held in place when the male claimed her for good, an anatomical detail not meant for a young woman, yet one that Serah would be given as the wolf had no intention to hold back.

" Oh I'm going to make you a bitch.. slut ! " the wolf snarls over her as he lowered his hips again, bringing the tip of his girt up to Serah's attention craving flower to grind his tip against the blood and fluid stained entry to her pleasant depths, anticipating to plunge into the once virgin hole that he had deflowered with his fingers, now to finish the job as he would not stop until the poor girl had fit his knot inside and helplessly received his seed.
" I'm going to knock you up doll, an no one is going to save you... " the wolf then groaned with a deep lust drunken voice, not to aim directly to impregnate her, though what a fine bitch was would not be given the protection of a condom or similar, he would just fuck her, and if it would bear any fruit in her womb when she did her duty pleasing him, then it was hers to be great full that he gave her such a gift. Not that it would matter for Serah though, and perhaps him saying such was more of a hurt full reminder to her short life, though on the other hand, the wolf would want her impregnated, which would show for Serah that he either didn't know, or didn't care that his Victim was only a toy for a time.

Serah would not get the chance to contemplate his words just yet though, the drug wouldn't make complex thoughts an easy task, and the feel of the wolf now pressing against her needing cunt did not help a sane thought either. " Yess.. " the male groans over her, invading the young girls passage at last, only to gently force his tip into her at first, but then thrusting himself deep into her with a rough and steady push into her silken depths. " Gnnh ! and now.. " he groaned, pausing briefly as he had to adjust his position over her, actually needed to crawl a little further over her small form so he could comfortably bury himself into his helpless victim. ".. I'm going to kill.. Serah ! " the wolf snarled, though his words had a meaning much deeper then that what could be heard from it as, what he aimed to *kill*, was not the girl herself, but her identity, the moment the wolf decided to hold her captive was the moment Serah's life as the young innocent girl ended, all that was left to her was a life with no modesty nor pride as a young woman.
So now, as the wolf's hips begun to pull back to fall into a slow though power full pace, it was Serah's last night on this world, A slow long stroke followed by a hard thrust at a time she was murdered to leave behind the young girl who's only purpose it was to please her Master, and the male on top of her would not allow her to be anything but that cock hungry slut for him.