The cold wind made the inn whistle as though it were singing a song of loss as Mitar adjusted his new collar at the foot of the bed, sneering at the elf who, for the first time since being captured, was falling asleep on a bed that was her own, and without the threat that she could, and probably would, be raped when the sun rose. The elf lay on her back, her bare breasts only barely covered by the bed's thin sheets, teasing the werewolf with promise of exposure.
The pair's day had been filled with the woman spending money on things from collars and leashes, which the werewolf wore now, to simply one or two bags of things that Mitar had not gotten the chance to see, forced to sit outside the shop as the woman went shopping.
He had broken the first collar with his sharp claws, and that quickly got him a whack on the nose, a kick in the balls, and a new, bright pink, collar. It seemed that every time he lashed out, tried to get to what he saw as his proper place, the elf was one step ahead of him. Even now, as he slowly leaned up to try and reach the knife the elf stole stilling on the table, Frida adjusted her sleeping position, making it impossible for the beast to reach without waking her.
The next morning, the werewolf awoke with a jolt to his leash; not remembering falling asleep as he tried to stand and quickly fell to the floor. He looked up at the elf who smiled, naked, above him.
"Okay, mutt. Here's how it is going to work. Each morning, I want you to wake me up one of two ways. If we had sex the night before, I want you to suck out every last drop of cum I let you give me." She says. "If we did NOT have sex the previous night, I want you to gently wake me by eating me out. got it?"
Mitar gave a sneer. "They sound the same to me." He says, beginning to stand, he was done with this woman trying to play Alpha, she had her fun. Now it was time for him to be back in his rightful place. At least, that is what the werewolf thought: The notion quickly being dashed as he received a slap on the nose from the elf.
"Bad dog." She said with a smile. Frida quite enjoyed being in a position of power. "On the bed." the elf commanded, nodding to where she had just spent the night. Mitar gave a sneer, which quickly earned him another slap on the snout before crawling onto the bed. "On your back, mutt." she said; the beast's face quickly becoming relaxed as he felt the elf's weight shift the bed; expecting the woman to have her way with him. He wondered if she thought it was punishment, if she thought that her 'raping' him had the same effect as him raping her. The werewolf's grin was suddenly ripped from his face as he felt rope around his footpaws. "What are you doing, bitch!?" He shouted, suddenly feeling a hand around his furred balls.
"Whatever I want, mutt. Arms up." Frida said with a wicked smile as the werewolf hesitated before doing as she asked, his eyes on her full breasts as her hands left his balls and moved up to tie his wrists to the bed. "Much better." She said with a smile, looking down at the furred, bound, creature. The elf moved back down the creature and gently began to rub his pouch. "Mmm... you see, mutt. This is the only good thing about you. Sure, you're strong, but your bullheaded. You have a nice dick, and that's all you are to me. Something to sate my lusts." she says with a smile; the werewolf giving her a sneer as she coaxed his cock from his sheath.
"Oh, you like this? Being my walking, talking, dildo?" The elf asks with a smile, running her hand along the hot length. The werewolf shook his head no but let out a moan. "Oh. Poor thing. You probably think you're going to get to cum tonight, don't you? Sorry, mutt. Unless you are a good little dog, which I know you won't be, you shouldn't count on it" she said with a smile.
Frida moved herself so that her, now moist cunt, was rubbing along his tumescent shaft, pressing it against his furred, hard, abs. "Mm..." she moaned, staring deeply into the beast's eyes as she rubbed against his shaft.
"You couldn't hurt me if you tried. You're just a little slut who needs cock more than she knows!" the werewolf sneered, letting out a gasp as the woman rubbed along his shaft, effectively using his long, hard, member to mastubate. The werewolf saw a wicked glint in the elf's eye as she began to adjust herself; lining his thick cock up with her tight pussy. The beast let out a gasp as a drop of the woman's juices rolled down his shaft before, suddenly, she climbed off of the bed.
"I can't hurt you? I seem to remember having a knife to your throat not twenty four hour ago." she sneered, rummaging around at the foot of the bed, outside of Mitar's field of view. "I may not be able to punch you and leave a bruise. but I can definitely hurt you, mutt." She growled, letting out a soft gasp. "And I can fuck you raw. Just like you did to me"
The werewolf gasped as the woman spoke. "W-what do you mean" He said, trying to get back on her 'good' side as he added, "Alpha", which simply got a chuckle in response.
"Oh, it's too late for brownie points, mutt." Frida said, smiling as she looked down at herself, the fake glass cock jutting from her cunt; a bulb inside of her rubbing against her G-spot, similarly to the werewolf's knot; a strap around her hips keeping the whole thing in place.
The elf stood up, causing the werewolf's eyes to widen. "What is that!?" he shouted, struggling against his binds with a renewed vigor, his thrashing halting as the woman wrapped a strong hand around his balls. "It's called a strap-on. It's a little smaller than your cock; but it should give you a new perspective on raping helpless elves." she said with a wicked smile, crawling up the beast's furred body.
The werewolf watched in fear as the woman crawled up his torso, the glass dildo bobbing in front of her. "Open wide." she said with a grin.
"Never you fucking bitch" He sneered through gritted teeth, causing Frida to stand and move to her clothes.
"Well then, I'll just go get the innkeeper. He was looking at you like you used to look at me. I'm sure that a big orc wouldn't care about your protests..." she said, causing the werewolf to let out a small whimper. Mitar had raped an orc woman before and knew from how loose she was just how large an orc would be. He was too helpless to be able to avoid anal rape, but he would much rather the large glass dildo than a cock the size of his bicep. "Okay! Please don't get the innkeeper!" Mitar shouted.
"Please don't get the innkeeper... what?" Frida responded with a grin, stepping towards the bound creature, causing the werewolf to sigh, defeated.
"Please don't get the innkeeper my Alpha."
