| The room was blurry and dark. Soon it became visible...as did the two wolfmen. Adria had awoken on a table in a secluded room. She lay on her back, with her arms spread apart behind her head, her wrists tied to the legs of the table. She also found her ankles bound to the other table legs in a similar fashion. Her head was also held down with a rope that wrapped over her neck and that was tied under the table. Adria tried to get free. "Let me go!" she cried. One of the wolfmen grabbed her muzzle. "Quiet, you wretch," he snarled. "In a minute you'll wish you were never part of this battle." At that moment he smashed the left side of Adria's face against her own shoulder, making her whimper The wolfman looked over Adria's in her helplessness. He examined the lioness's body closely, then reached out to her chest and felt her right breast, then violently clutched it, squeezing it tightly. Adria gasped. He then reached for her groin, fondling her womanhood. He stepped back in astonishment. "As I figured for you cat women," he said. "You're protected. I'll fix that." The wolfman then turned to his fellow soldier. "Hold her head." The second wolfman seized Adria's muzzle as the first picked up his sword and began to cut through the leather of the armor. Adria squirmed and whimpered as the soldier cut out the curved metal plate that protected her reproductive system. It was now visible. He began to madly tear away the bottom portion of her armor; he violently ripped through the leather and the interwoven plating. Adria cried as the wolfman began to take off his armor, revealing his throbbing manhood to her. "I'll now show you what we do to cat women when we capture them," he said, smirking. The wolfman climbed on the table and laid down on top of Adria, entering her and thrusting himself, forcing his enormous erection in and out of her nether. Adria cried and moaned and even began begging for mercy. The wolfmen tortured her for hours; for this time, Adria surrendered herself repeatedly, surrendering herself to them with her own orgasms. Each exchanged turns in raping Adria; they released their seed inside of her over and over. For a few minutes, the raping and torture stopped. Adria, her vagina dripping with her own bodily fluids and wolfman semen, cried and begged for the torture to end. One of the wolfmen turned to her and approached her with a sword. "I'm not sure you enjoyed this evening's events," he said. "I know that I did not." At that moment, he thrusted the sword up inside Adria's womanhood in a quick, short motion. Adria cried aloud as blood rushed out of her and onto the table. "I know what can benefit all of us instead." Chapter 4, part 1 |