Two men came over, drinks in their hands. They wore clothes, so I assumed that they were werewolves. One of them looked at the girl, over to me. His eyes were icy blue, and as cold. The longer he stared at me, the more uncomfortable I felt. It was like an animal watching its prey.
Scared, I moved closer to my owner, leaned against his leg. Reassuring he placed a hand on my head, scratched me behind the ears.
With a grin the other werewolf looked to the chained girl again. “Oh, well,” he muttered and started to undress.
She had watched him, started to struggle in her restrains. The look of terror on her face intensified. I didn’t want to watch, wanted to get up and get away. But the hand on my head held me down.
The blue-eyed werewolf took another swig from his drink before he started to change.
Unable to look away, held in place by my owners hand and transfixed by the sight, I watched him transform. He was taller than my owner, his fur seemed to be a pure white. I trembled as he growled and got down on all fours. If I hadn’t felt the hand of my owner on my head I would have run. And I was suddenly sure, that this creature would have chased me.
He moved gracefully over to her, licked her now tear streaked face. She sobbed, muffled by the gag, her eyes wide with fear. Growling he circled her, once, twice, stopped behind her. His dick stood erect from his white fur, a vivid red. His blue eyes seemed to shine. Her muffled scream as he mounted her sent shivers down my spine. Panic and pain were mixed in this helpless cry. Grunting he started to fuck her. Fast and hard, without mercy. I wanted to close my eyes, but some morbid fascination hindered me. I had to watch. I had to see.
The contrast between him and her could not have been bigger. Her dark hair, his white fur, panic and agony in her eyes, triumph and lust in his. As he pulled his dick out I saw the blood, speckling his white fur, and gasped. No-one had prepared her. She was just there to be used.
The other guy opened his pants, pulled out his hard cock and started to stroke it slowly. He moaned with obvious pleasure.
This was appalling. I could bear to be fucked by dogs, by a werewolf, but watching this? It turned my stomach.
Finally, I managed to look away, buried my face against my owner’s leg. His hand stroked my hair, like someone petting a dog absent-mindedly. But looking away only spared me the sight. I could still hear her muffled cries, his grunting and the moaning of the other guy.
‘Please, let it be over soon,’ I thought. My heart was hammering in my chest as I imagined the pain she must be feeling. I didn’t dare to imagine the humiliation, the panic.
His groans grew louder. He was panting now. The sudden triumphant howl startled me. I held my breath as long as I could, exhaled slowly and forced myself to another deep breath. It was over now.
But then I heard her sob. No longer muffled by the gag but loud and clear.
“Please, no, please, don’t,” she pleaded between sobs and I turned my head again. The other man stood now in front of her – with his pants around his ankles.
“This will make you shut up,” he snarled at her. With one fluid movement he grabbed her jaw, forced his cock in her mouth. The werewolf behind her – in her – seemed to be grinning. Her eyes widened even more and I could see the white all around her eyeballs. The man started to fuck her throat. Tears were streaming from her eyes, spit dripping down her chin onto her breasts. She was gagging nearly each deep thrust.
“At least her cries have stopped,” I thought and flinched. Instead of feeling pity for her, right now, in this moment, I was glad that it wasn’t me.
She gagged again as he pulled her close, came deep in her throat. I could nearly sense the panic I could see in her eyes. She strained to swallow, the tendons in her neck moved with the effort.
The look of relief on her face as he finally pulled away was dreadful to see. Retching she bent over, vomiting cum and spit over her tits and on the floor.
My owner pushed my head gently away from his leg. He had finished his beer and got up. “Come on.”
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