Warning: though consensual, this story deals with elements that may be too dark for some readers. If that's not your thing, don't read it.
Authors note: the following is a spin-off of a previous story, a fictitious ad called "Terrorize me".
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I laid in bed stroking the wetness between my legs. I had recently posted my availability for breeding and was getting excited at the prospect of being again used by a stranger to enhance their family. The heat built within me as my head raced through frightening scenarios. My body tensed and released as I got closer to orgasm. With shaking legs, I easily reached my climax and released all my tension through a satisfying moan.
Afterward, as I lay in post-orgasmic bliss, listening to my breath return to its normal tempo, I thought of my cry and questioned if I heard something else at that same moment, the baby perhaps?
I threw on my robe and made my way to the nursery. She was still there and as peaceful as ever. I stroked my 3-month-old daughter's fine brown hair and soaked in the tiny miracle that she was. I had given birth to her at home, as was my family's way, but hadn't reported her existence to the authorities. I called her Eve, as she came from a beautiful starry night and was my first female child. Soon, her parents would come for her and I knew I must treasure the time we had left.
Another cry was heard. It came from outside. I left the sleeping infant and went swiftly to the kitchen window. That's when I spotted it. A large animal had caught a smaller one and seemed to be making a meal of it. Though startling, this sight was not uncommon in the remote area that I lived. It was just the way of nature.
My ears perked up to another scream. This time, it was unmistakably the cry of a human needing help. I focused again and saw it was a woman being attacked, not an animal. I grabbed the first thing I could, a broom, flung open the back door and ran into the field, screaming and making as much ruckus as possible hoping to scare the predictor away and save the woman's life. When I was close enough to hit the animal with the broom a few times, it became distracted enough that the woman was able to crawl out from under it and run away into the darkness wearing severely torn clothing.
The dark, thick-furred creature was deeply angered by my intrusion, and not at all willing to flee or chase its prey. It turned to face me, stood to its full height, which was easily twice mine, and released a most ferocious growl. It was then that I saw the huge, dark penis on the creature, glistening in the moonlight with the woman's juices, that I knew it had been attacking her for a reason other than for food. Now, entranced by the obvious scent of my sex, the animal was committed to having its fill, one way or another.
From there, everything happened so fast: A single swipe of its long powerful arm and I was easily knocked to the ground. I turned, hoping to get to my feet, but my robe was hung up on something. I spun to free myself from the garment, but the animal was already on me. I wanted to scream for help; maybe the woman was still near. But, the weight of the creature's huge paw pressed against my abdomen, pushing the air from my lungs and pinning me in place. Its huge muzzle rudely intruded between my legs to investigate the source of my scent. A wide, flat tongue licked between my legs with significant weight and power, renewing the sensitivity I'd recently inflicted upon myself. By then, I'd gathered enough air and screamed out when the powerful muscle was suddenly pushed deep into me as if liberating the honey from its hive. I felt it's hot breath between my legs as the beast roared at my crotch to announce its intention and quickly positioned himself to penetrate me. I desperately tried to drag myself backward, but my arms were trapped in the robe and the length was caught under the weight of the animal. I was helpless to do anything but watch from my front row seat.
