"[Huh]!" they chorused.
"Good. Be sure to clean her thoroughly when you are done. I don't want her to be sloppy when I take her." Leaving the room, he turned on the digital camera and sat down on a sofa to observe their activity through the mirrored glass. The minute she was released and smelled their excitement, she fastened her lips around the nearest cock and began sucking loudly on it while spreading her dripping lips with her fingers for anyone who would take her. Sliding on a condom, Kintaro grabbed her hips and shoved his cock into her hard as she thrust back on him with a moan of satisfaction. When the others neared, she grabbed a penis in each hand and began jerking them off even as her mouth and tongue worked the first man's dick. Smirking, Kintaro slid his thumb into her anus, causing her to let go with her lips as all three men sprayed her face with their cum. She screamed as she peaked around him and he slapped against her until he shot his own raging load.
While the first four caught their breath, the other two each took an end and one put his cock in her mouth as the second stuffed his member unceremoniously into her asshole. Their friends stroked themselves back to rigidity as they watched her squirm between them as she was pumped full on both sides. When he'd creamed in her mouth and on her face, the other man turned her around and lifted her hips higher so that Mikio could fuck her pussy. Ramming himself inside, he grabbed her breasts and cruelly pinched her nipples as she bucked against them. The feeling of having both her holes stretched so tightly ripped another scream from her and the two groaned in unison as their cum shot into her.
Kintaro lay on his back and stuffed his cock into her leaking anus while another buried his in her slit. The two that had just cum each latched onto a nipple and began sucking and biting while a fifth man ordered her to suck him. She eagerly swallowed his cock and the five of them gratified themselves as the sixth man stroked himself between her breasts. Saburo pulled out his own erect prick and began pleasuring himself, enjoying the slippery feeling of his precum on his hard shaft but he wanted to be at his largest when he took her, stopping just shy of cumming. He watched and smiled as each man came, half the group inside her, the other half on her. She greedily swallowed whatever she could catch with her mouth before she howled her own orgasm.
Her fur was horribly matted with their combined fluids and she twitched her tail impatiently, displeased with having her orifices so empty. Noticing that his men actually looked winded he ordered them to have her cleaned and paused the recording for her return. Even from the basement of his home, he could hear her thrashing in the water, begging for more and saying all sorts of lascivious things, attempting to entice his men to fuck her.
When they finally dragged her downstairs and threw her into the room with him, she looked more presentable. Angela immediately set about clawing the door, not having gotten her fill, but she stopped suddenly when she saw Saburo watching her. Even in her lust-crazed stupor, she realized he was dangerous and her instincts switched to the only other primitive need as great as her mating instinct – the need for survival. Saburo laughed, a sound that caused the fur along her neck and back to stand up and she snarled warningly at him. "What is the matter, pretty kitty?" he asked in a wounded tone. "You do not want me?"
She answered by releasing her claws to their full extension and lunging at him. To his surprise, she was faster than he had given her credit for and managed to catch his shirt on the end of one nail. This was going to be more fun than he'd predicted. "Oh, do you want me to undress?" he drawled. "All you had to do was ask, kitten." Leering, he slipped into his animal habitus and she experienced a very real surge of fear as his clothes split at the seams and fell in tatters off his body. What frightened her even more was the prominent erection between his thighs. "Does kitty like what she sees?" he growled, narrowing his yellow eyes.
When he took a step towards her, she began backing away but was stopped when she felt her back touch the wall. Frozen by fear, she cried out when he grabbed her and tried to force her on all fours. "I can see why my brother likes you, Pussy," he sneered, stroking her snatch with a clawed finger. "Care for some milk?" He howled suddenly when she whipped her head around and sank her fangs into his hand. "You little cunt!" Pulling back his arm he backhanded her face, sending her to the floor. The force of his blow had broken the skin but it began to repair itself as she tried to stand up.
"You will pay for that," he promised as he flexed his fingers threateningly. Her eyes widened in fear at the sound of the joints cracking. Barreling towards her, he knocked her onto her back and began wrenching her legs apart. "After I kill you, I will be sending my brother a souvenir of our encounter so he can see you screaming with your pussy full of my cock. What do you think of that?" He jerked his head to the camera hidden behind the mirror. Not wanting him to touch her, she slashed at his eyes, momentarily blinding him and she took the opportunity to jump on his back and began biting him repeatedly. With an angry roar, he reached behind him and tore her away from his back, flinging her against the wall. The plaster cracked as she hit and she let out a wail of pain upon landing on the floor.
"You really should just make this easy on yourself," he advised, standing over her. "Keep teasing me like this and I will only fuck you harder." He stroked his penis for emphasis.
"Fuck you," she hissed before biting down on his ankle.
Enraged he brought his claws down and slashed open her back, forcing her to let go. When she arched her spine in pain, he grabbed her by the throat and held her in the air. Worn from fighting, lack of air and blood loss, her fingers slackened their grip on his hands and she slipped back into her human form, her stamina totally spent. She was bleeding profusely and Saburo realized he would only have a few minutes to use her before she died. "So much for foreplay," he scoffed in Japanese.
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huh: yes, sir (Japanese)
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The scent trail ended at a small inconspicuous looking house and Genzo peered inside to see six men drinking and talking loudly amongst themselves. When he heard them chatting about Angela and what they'd done to her, he knew that he had the right house. Not wanting to cause a disturbance, he decided to use his ninjitsu talents in favor of shifting to his animal form. Unable to smell him, the men inside were completely unaware of his presence outside. Removing six throwing stars from his side pouch, he jumped noiselessly through the open window before throwing the stars at the stunned men's chests. Lauching them with precision, their poisoned tips bored straight into the cardiac muscle of their hearts. Unable to shift as they immediately went into arrythmias, they would have gone into cardiac arrest had Genzo not swiftly beheaded them all.
Trying to steady his breathing, Genzo removed the stars from each headless corpse and replaced them in his bag. Listening closely, he heard the sound of fighting coming from down below. As he approached, Angela's scent became stronger and he silently slipped down the stairs until he saw her through the window hanging limply from Saburo's giant fist. She was still barely moving when he dropped her, but he balked when he saw the deep lacerations in her back. Urgently shedding his clothes, he hoped he wasn't too late to intervene.
Saburo examined the battered woman at his feet and ran his tongue over his muzzle. "After four hundred years, I finally get my turn." Snickering, he chuckled, "Better late than never, I suppose." The thought of violating his older brother's precious life mate brought him to an exquisitely painful erection and he stroked her sex appreciatively before spreading her lips. Opening his mouth, his tongue stole out and began flailing against the soft flesh, wetting her and part of him thought it a shame that he couldn't taste her really. He was throbbing now and taking his cock in his hand, he placed its head at the opening. Before he could actually insert himself, a crash and an enraged snarl from behind him caused him to whip around before he was bowled over by a mass of grey and white fur. Momentarily stunned when the air was knocked out of his lungs, he stared into the amber eyes of his attacker.
"You are lower than an animal," he growled from between his bared fangs.
"At least I'm in touch with what I really am," he smirked, before throwing him off.
Genzo landed lightly on his feet and rose to his full height. As one of the tallest carriers, in his de-evolved state he stood about nine and a half feet high and his naturally large build translated into an enhanced body that was formidable to say the least. "I will enjoy this, Saburo," he vowed through slitted eyes.
"Come and get me, Uehara-kun" Saburo jeered.
Realizing that he didn't have much time, Genzo tried to be careful of how he used his energy. Every blow and each bite had to be precise and deliver as much damage as possible if he were to finish in time to stop her from exsanguinating. Charging at him, he attempted to get his jaws around Saburo's neck but succeeded only in biting down on fur before Saburo slashed his chest. "[Kso]!" he swore.
Saburo grinned smugly at the sight of Genzo holding a hand to his healing chest. "I guess my brother will get to see his woman defiled and his right hand killed when I send him the video file," he laughed.
"[Konnoyaro! Moratta!]" Vaulting his body off the ground, he purposely rolled past Saburo before sinking his teeth into his Achilles' tendon and with a triumphant snarl, he tore the tendon off his leg and spat it out. Though it had already begun to heal, it would be a few minutes before Saburo could actually bear weight on that leg. Realizing he had precious few seconds to spare, Genzo brought him to the ground with a sweep kick and brought his teeth together on Saburo's throat. For the second time in his life, Saburo aspirated on his own blood as he gasped desperately for air. Taking advantage of the distraction, Genzo threw Angela over his shoulder and ran out of the house into the night, but not before grabbing his weapons and destroying the video camera.
"[Korroshteh], Genzo," Saburo sputtered before he lost consciousness.
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kso: shit (Japanese)
konnoyaro: why you little (Japanese)
moratta: you're mine (Japanese)
korroshteh: I'll kill you
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Back in Noboru's loft, Genzo assessed the numerous wounds that Saburo had inflicted on Angela and his mind reeled at the extent of her injuries. If she were still in her feline state, she would have healed within minutes, but as she was now, she would die if her lacerations weren't closed in time. Without a second thought, he cradled her body against his and began licking her cuts, hoping that he had intervened in time.
