The Wolf16:30 Oct 12 2009
Times Read: 587
I had always loved playing the game of "hard to catch." Teasing and torchuring men had become second nature to me. However, I had met my match when I tried to play it with him. I lured him in with my scent, teasing and taunting him with my looks of desire. Even enticing him to take a bite. Never knowing the horror that laid in store for me. Enjoying the moment, I would laugh at his folly as he watched each teasing little move I made. Then as I was turning away, the Beast came out to play. As he arose, with teeth snarling, he reached out to grab me. Having the strength of twenty men, he pulled me closer into his grasp. I could feel his hot breath upon my neck. I tried to escape, but his peircing claws prevent any chance of that. As I started to scream and beg for my life, he just laughed at my folly. Seizing the opportunity, claiming his prize; he threw me onto the bed. Thrusting hiself into me deeper and deeper. Ripping at my flesh, he growls and howls out in pleasure. Trembling beneath him, all I could do was scream and beg for mercy. But mercy he refused me. For I was his prey and he was my pedator. Just when I thought that I couldn't take anymore, with such enormous hands, he silenced my cries for mercy. Never stopping, not even for a breath, he moves harder and faster. Suddenly he plunges his fangs into my throat. Oh, but my screams were muffled by his roars of pleasure. That night he plumeting me into the pits of Hell. Ripping and tearing trough my every inch of my body and mind. Devouring my very soul, he lets out just one more howl. A roar that shook the fogged windows of my room Then I realized the terror, in which I had faced, that is The Wolf.
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DarkOsmosis
19:08 Oct 21 2009
Pretty good slightly erotic ..I could see the picture in my mind .