Chasing Dreams

The two cubs were playing in an open field. They laughed and ran about without a care in the world. They held hands and he placed a flower in her hair.  She showed him a clover plant. “Here eat this, it tastes just like lemons.” She giggled as he made a sourer face. They were close, as close as any two souls could be.

Then her parents called, and she had to go. She waved back to him, the setting sun shining through her hair and the wind swirled about her. The light was so bright he could not make out her features and called out to her “Katherin!” His heart missed a beat, feeling panicked he ran after her still calling her name, but the faster he ran the further she moved away, her waving back promising to come again.

“KATHERIN!” His voice yelled out, waking to find himself still lying in bed, arm stretched out reaching for someone that was not there. How many times has he had this dream, the only dream he could honestly say he has had all his life. But it was not fantasy, not something of his imagination. When he was very young, he knew Katherin. They were best friends that lived near to each other, only that same field from his dreams separating them. They only knew each other for a short time, but the memory was still painful to him. That was the day he last saw her. They were too young to understand things like moving. They thought they would see each other again the next day, but then she did not come, and he was told their family had moved away and he cried. He cried for weeks after, the thought of never seeing her again was torture to his heart. They said he was young, and he would find new friends to play with, but still he never forgot her even after the image of her face started to fade in his dreams, and he could not fully remember what she looked like. The dreams, though faded, never stopped.  He still remembered her even now, 30 years later.

He wiped the tears from his eyes and cursed. But then a muffled squeak next to him reminded him that he had found a way to cope with his loneliness. If he couldn’t find love in his life, he would take it. He smiled and could feel his cock starting to grow, poking out of his sheath, as the bed shook a little when his new companion stirred from her sleep. Remembering how he had got back in late with her and had yet to play with her. He had only stripped her, admiring her petite body before laying down himself. Before he gagged her and tied her down to the bed all while she was still out cold, he enjoyed the look and feel of her soft brown fur that covered most of her body and her even softer white fur going from her muzzle down to her chest and tummy ending around her sex. She had short blond hair on her head matching the color of the fur on her tail. Her small breast where just the right size to be groped and enjoyed and he watched as they rose and fell with every breath she took. She was beautiful and he was going to make her love him. 

The young mouse girl moaned around the gag struggling to shake off the drug induced sleep she was under. She wanted to get whatever was in her mouth out, but she could not move her hands and couldn’t understand why. Then she realized she also couldn’t move her legs much either. Her brain was still in a fog, trying to connect the dots, and finally turning her head to look around the room she looked directly into ice blue eyes. They were the eyes of a predator and in an instant her mind cleared, and she understood she was in his power.  She screamed into her gag; her whole body jerking, trying to get away, but the leather cuffs held her in place. 

Cain smiled looking into her beautiful green eyes that were wide with fear as he placed his large paw hand on her tummy and started stroking her fur, each stroke going a little lower than the last as she started to sob. “Shhh shh shh. There is no reason to cry my dear. You’re safe now and I know you’re going to be so happy when I fill you up with my love.”  His hand reached her sex, his finger slipping between her dry lips making her wail that much harder into her gag, her hips raising off the bed trying to get away from his touch. He loved watching her squirm like this, pulling away his hand to lick his fingers getting them wet before he slid them up and down her slit once more. 

Then Cain stood up and she could finally see more than just his face as he began to strip off his night clothes.  She could not tell what he was, he must be a hybrid, mostly feline and something else, something canine. His fur was a light gray and red interspersed with black and white. His ears ended in black tipped points and his muzzle was cat-like but a little longer than any felines and his tail was short though bushy.  And despite her fear, she couldn’t stop herself from staring as he pulled off his underwear revealing his cock, already out of its sheath.  It looked long and thick, but what made her really afraid was what looked like spiny nubs and the start of a knot at the base of his cock.

He could see she was trying to say something and after stripping he sat back on the bed beside her. She flinched as he reached for her face and removed the gag. Her whole body was shaking like a leaf as she pleaded with him. “P-p-please l-let me go. I won’t tell anyone.  J-just let m-me go.”

“I’m afraid that is impossible…” He paused and frowned. “I can’t let you go without knowing your name. What is your name sweety and how old are you?” 

“C-cindy,” the little mouse girl squeaked as he started to pet her head. “Iiii’m tth-thirteen. Now wwwill you let me g-go.”

His ice blue eyes stared into her green ones unblinking until she couldn’t take it anymore and turned her head away from him and closed her eyes. Then she felt the bed shift as he got up. “My name is Cain,” said the bobcat/coyote hybrid. She looked up to him again and she felt him touching her ankles and felt the leather cuffs loosen as he started to take them off. For a fleeting moment she believed he was going to let her go until he started to spread her legs. “NOOO!” She screamed and struggled, managing to free one leg from his grasp and kicking him hard in the shoulder. Cain gave a grunt of pain, then with a snarl he jumped up on to the bed and slapped her hard across the face, so hard the small girl’s eyes rolled back nearly losing consciousness. Her body went limp as he leaned over and grabbed her muzzle. There was a little blood coming from her nose. “I was going to be gentle.  I was going to make you feel my love, but I guess I will just show you how much love can hurt instead.”  

He let go of Cindy’s muzzle, her head rolling from side to side as she fought to stay awake. He grabbed her tiny ankles, one in each hand and folded her over until her feet pressed into the bed by her head, making the girl squeak in discomfort. The pain of her legs being stretched like that brought her back to her senses and she begged him not to do this, but he ignored her. His cock was throbbing, and he smeared his leaking precum up and down her slit, more for his benefit than hers. Her slit was so tight that he had to hold both her ankles in one hand as he guided the head of his cock in.  She was still dry as the head of his cock pushed in between her folds, and he hissed to feel the heat of her tiny pussy start to wash over him. He shoved in further as the girl’s sobbing words become incoherent, his soft spiny nubs rubbing her insides causing her inexperience body to respond, finally becoming wet as she felt likes she was going to be split in two. Then Cain felt a barrier barring him from going any further and he purred. “Such a good girl, saving yourself for me. I am going to take your virginity now, claiming you as mine.” He pulled back, his spines raking at her insides driving her crazy. Her body squirmed trying in vain to throw him off but only making it feel better for him. Then with one thrust he shoved all the way back in. Her maiden head held him back for only a brief moment before he tore past it, getting a scream of pain from her. Her virgin blood now slicking his cock up along with her juices made it easier for him to slide in and out and he began to fuck her without any further restraint.  He quickly bottomed out inside her small body with every thrust. Battering and bruising her cervix until it finally let him inside, and then he still kept going.  This went on for quite a while and he still had not tied with her, his hybrid knot swelling to full size and causing the girl much discomfort as he tried to get it inside her.

But he did not want to tie just yet. He shoved his cock in as far as it would go, leaving the knot outside of her and let her legs go letting them flop back onto the bed with him between them.  He leaned over her and kissed her tears as he ground his hips stirring her insides. “Cindy… my little Cindy. Tell me how much you love me.”  

“Noo, please stop. P-pull out it hurts!” 

“Say you love me.” He purred again and his hands went around her throat and gently started to squeeze. Her tear-soaked eyes opened wide as he started to choke her. Her tail wrapped around his wrist in a vain effort to pull him off. He was choking her and getting off on how her pussy gripped him even tighter in fear. Finally, she started to gag and sputter something as her eyes started to roll back so he let go. Cindy gasped, drawing in a deep breath gagging on her own spit as she spluttered the words “I love you”. 

“Now, was that so hard?” He laughed as he started thrusting again, and soon the broken girl started to moan for the first-time making Cain growl in pleasure to feel her hips finally thrusting up to meet his. Then unable to hold back anymore, he pulled on her hips as he pushed inside her small body, her battered lips finally giving way to his knot causing the mouse to arch her back as her very first orgasm was forced out of her just as he hit his peak and a torrent of cum directly flooded her womb as his tip pushed inside. 

Cain roared in pleasure, and he continued to thrust causing the girl a lot of discomfort as her tummy started to swell with the volume of cum he was pumping out until his knot couldn’t hold it back any more and a mixture of cum, blood and juices leaked out around it to puddle on the bed. Cain eventually collapsed onto the girl in exhaustion and nuzzled her neck and nibbling her ears as she quietly cried. 
They stayed tied like that for a very long time until his knot finally went down. Pulling out of the girl, his spines, though way softer than a typical feline, both stimulated and irritated her raw sensitive flesh of her tunnel making her squeal and moan.  Her pussy remained gaping open as cum spilled out, winking shut only to gape open again as another white glob rolled out to join the rest. 

Giving the spent mouse no rest, he got up onto her chest and flopped his soft cock onto her muzzle. “Lick it clean!”  She whimpers, not wanting to be choked again and sticks her tongue out and starts to gingerly lick, gagging at the taste. He patiently watches her struggle with the task, finally getting tired of it. “Open your muzzle.” When she does not comply fast enough, he sticks his fingers into her mouth and pries it open then shoved his cock in, warning her if she bites down, she will lose her teeth. He then starts to face fuck the mouse girl until his whole cock is in her maul, his spines causing her to gag as he goes down her throat. “Suck on it and breathe out your nose, beautiful.” She does her best to do as he says, but soon flinches as he raises his hand to her.  But he only grabbed the sides of her head so he could move her at his pace until he was ready to cum again and filled her throat with his spunk. His cum started to froth up around her lips as she choked on his cum before he tapped her on the nose and said, “Swallow it like a good girl.”  Her muffled sobs were followed by slurping, gagging gulps as she tried to keep up with the volume of seed threatening to drown her and just when she thought she couldn’t swallow another drop he pulled out leaving her gasping for air.

Cain then finally got off of her, wiping his cock off on her tits. “That was wonderful honey. How about some breakfast. I hope you like bacon and eggs. Oh, and biscuits, I just love biscuits.” Not waiting for her reply, Cain walked out of the room leaving her there to curl up the best she could with her hands still bound and sob herself to sleep. 

A month had gone by since Cain brought Cindy home and every night he raped her and would not stop until he had forced her to tell him that she loved him; and if she would not comply, he would torture her in some way until she did. He would even rape her sometimes during the day, from which she concluded he was either wealthy or worked from home. Yet slowly he gave her little freedoms here and there as rewards for good behavior. She now wasn’t tied up all the time though he still kept her locked up in her room and she wasn’t allowed to wear any clothes. And he even made her cook for them, but he never left her side, watching her and never letting her touch the knives. It confused her how he would be so gentle and loving, and she preferred that over when he was rough. He even worried about her health, making her take vitamins every day. If he hadn’t kidnapped her from the park, she might even like him when he is nice. Whenever this thought came into her head, she would give it a shake reminding herself that she was his prisoner and she needed to escape, but she was afraid of what he would do if she tried.
Then one night when he made her cook, he left the tv on and was startled to hear her name. She nearly dropped the pan she was holding when she heard her mother’s voice pleading for anyone with any information to come forward. She watched as the camera focused on her mother and father beside a picture of her. So focused on the news she didn’t even notice Cain gently taking the pan, setting it down and turning off the stove before he pulled off his briefs. She looked at the screen in shock to see how much time had past since the night she was taken. Then suddenly she was lifted off her feet as she squealed, “W-what are you doing. Stop!”  Cain ignored her struggling and carried her to the Livingroom and tossed her over the back of the couch, knocking the air out of her as she faced the TV.  He then grabbed her tail, lifting her bottom up as he shoved the full length of his cock inside her and started fucking her. She squealed from the intrusion as her body betrayed her. She started to get wet, and she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning out loud. Then she remembered the tv and blushed and begged Cain to stop, to not do this with her parents there in front of her. “Your being silly my love. They’re not here, that is only them on the TV,” he grunted, and he pushed into her cervix making her squeal even louder as her tail wrapped around the arm that was holding it. “See your mother,” he moaned, “See the love she has for you, I want to see that love in your eyes for our child someday.”

Cindy was sobbing, holding her head down in shame until he said this. It only took a moment for his words to sink in and realize the meaning of them and screamed “NO!” and started struggling more than she had done in a while.  She wouldn’t let him impregnate her, she just wouldn’t. She kicked out with her legs, and she wriggled, but it was no use. It only made the sex feel that much better for him and she could not get away slung over the couch likes she was.  She barely could even hold herself up, as the couch back dug into her tummy. Her pussy gripped and milked him every time he pushed his tip to her cervix, and she was starting to see stars as her own orgasm came closer. She didn’t want this, she didn’t what a child and definitely did not want it to be ‘his’ child. She hated herself; hated how her body was betraying her as her hips bucked back on their own so he could get deeper, and those dam spines that raked her insides that were once a torment now felt so good.  Finally, he pushed is cock up inside her cervix far enough his tip was inside her womb, her tight lips sealing around his knot once more. Her back arched as her orgasm washed over her and she collapsed onto the couch as he filled her womb up until it was overflowing. When he was finished cumming, he made her say the words as he roughly tugged out his knot before his cock was soft giving her sensitive tunnel one last raking for the night. Then he made her suck him clean before taking her back to her room and locked her in. 

Three days had gone by, and Cain had not raped her since the night in the living room. He only came in to give her food and her vitamins.  Cindy did not like this and wondered why he had stopped molesting her and wished he would do something. The thought surprised her, and she chided herself, yet it still made her worry. After this long she knew he would never let her go, but if he was bored with her, what would he do with her. A chill went down her back as she thought of the possibilities, and she knew she just had to escape. And the little break from all the abusive sex had given her time to think.  Parts of the house she saw were big, but not so big that she couldn’t make a run for the front door or even a window if she could get out of this room and for that she had a desperate plan.  She had come up with it while taking a bath and had got soap in her eyes. She had a solo cup he let her keep for drinking water out of the sink. She waited until nearly lunch time and then placed it under the faucet and vigorously washed her hands over it. She repeatedly scrubbed the soap into a thick lather until the cup was full of milky white water. She then waited by the door for Cain to come bring her lunch. The moment the door opened she threw the water in his face.  “Cindy, I’m sorry I AHHH!” Cain yelled out in pain, his eyes stinging from the soap, dropping the tray of food as the mouse girl rushed past him.  She ran quickly down the hall past the kitchen, through the living room towards the front door. She slammed into it as she desperately tried to get it open but realized quickly that there were too many locks, she would never get them all open in time. “CINDY YOU LITTLE BITCH!” Cain roared as he came down the hall after her. In desperation she ran to the bay window that was always covered in blackout curtains and yanked them down and was shocked at what she saw. It was her own neighborhood. Not the street she lived on but one close by, she recognized the clock tower in the distance and on the street, she could see a boy that went to her school. She started beating on the window trying to get his attention. But even though he was playing on the sidewalk he did not notice her. How can he not notice her standing naked right there in front of him not more than 20 feet away?  Cindy then screamed as she was grabbed by the hair then had her face slammed against the glass. Cain was inwardly thanking his stars that he chose to install the 1-inch-thick storm rated one way glass years ago when he had the house completely sound proofed. All anyone could see looking at the window was their own reflection while he could look out with complete privacy. 

He yanked Cindy back again looking at her as blood was running down her forehead from where her head had hit the glass. “So, you like to play with water do you. I’ll show you some fun with water.” He then dragged her kicking and screaming through the house to his bedroom and into the master bath where there was a small hot tub for two. Cindy was still screaming from the pain and begging him, telling him she was sorry. “You’re sorry? YOU’RE SORRY!” He yelled back, angrier than she had ever seen him as he pulled her up by the hair to look at him. The look on his face terrified her, he looked so scarry from how the soap had left his eyes bloodshot, making him look deranged in his fury. He slapped her hard across the face and before she could recover, he shoved her head into the water and held her there. She started to panic, thinking this was how she was going to die as her hands clawed at his wrist trying desperately to free herself. Then suddenly he yanked her back up and back handed her cross the face again. “And here I was going to give you a surprise tonight to make it up to you. To show you that I do love you,” he continued to scream.

Her face starting to swell, she pleaded with him as the water dripped off of her and spilt from her nose. “I-I’m sorree, wont dot it again. Please st,” she stuttered and choked as she tried to catch her breath before he plunged her face first back into the water.  “I don’t want to hear your excuses. Maybe I was wrong about you. Maybe I should get rid of you… Answer me!”  He pulled her face out of the water again spluttering and coughing unable to speak properly.  “Nothing to say? Okay then.”   Her scream was cut off as he pushed her head under water again and held her there so long she thought she was going to die. As her struggling slowed and she started to black out from the lack of air, he pulled her back out and threw her to the floor in disgust. For a moment she just laid there, still and unmoving and Cain wondered if he had gone too far, then she suddenly coughed up water from her lungs. “Im sorree, Im sorree,” she repeated over and over.  His anger satiated, he felt guilty about all he had done. He gently picked her up and carried her to his bed.  She was still out of it and confused, her head rolling from side to side as she still apologized. “If only I could believe you, Cindy. If only you would show me that you loved me.” He stroked her face gently and as he did something broke inside her.  Her crying renewed and she held on to his hand, holding it to her face. “Please hold me,” she said in a rasping whimper. Becoming aroused by her submissive request, Cain kissed her tears away, his free hand pulling her to him and hugged her. He continued kissing her tears away until they were all gone. Then he kissed her nose, then her lips, down her muzzle to her neck. He kissed her all the way to her breast then kissed around each nipple, leaving them for last.  Cindy gasped when he finally kissed and sucked each one until they were both painfully stiff before moving on. Down her tummy he still kissed her, stopping to stick his tongue into her bellybutton and tickling her. Cindy’s body was heating up like it never had before as he awoke her arousal. Her need to feel him pleasuring her. “This must be love,’ she thought as she stifled a moan as he continued down to her mound repeating what he did to her nipples with her clit making her cry out as he lightly sucked on her swollen bean. And as his tongue entered her pussy, her warm, wet pussy, her fingers curled in his hair, pulling him in as she murmured softly,” I love you, I love you, I love you.”  

Cain purred as his ruff tongue scraped her insides lapping up her juices. She was getting wetter than any other time he had fucked her. Her hips rocked to meet his muzzle as she moved her legs on to his shoulders, her feet massaging his back and encouraging him to do more.  Her mind broken from the endless abuse, the futility of her escape attempt, the knowledge that continuing to resist may get her killed it did the only thing it could do to protect her. Her mind bonded itself to the idea of keeping Cain happy, to “love” him so he would love her and be kind and gentle with her. As these thoughts solidified in her mind she moaned in pleasure, her hips moving faster as his tongue went deeper until she came screaming. Her orgasm flooding his muzzles so much, that he mused that she was trying to get him back for the drowning earlier.  Licking his lips, Cain then rose up, his cock hard as stone. He grabbed her hips and shoved a pillow under her ass then pushed his cock in, hilting her in one go then held it there. 

He looked down on his lover and had no doubt that she was all his now as she reached for him, begging him to give her his baby and never leave her alone.  He then leaned over her, his hands on either side of her as he thrusted in and out of her while they looked into each other’s eyes. It did not take long for him to reach his limit from all that had happened and soon he was flooding her womb with his hot seed as they both came together for the first time.

Eight months later the news and other media outlets that had given up on the girl for dead exploded to life with the news that she was found in a motel 2 states away. What was more was that the girl was pregnant and ready to conceive. In fact, within a day after being found and checked by doctors to confirm she and the baby were both in good health she was rushed back to the hospital where she gave birth to a healthy baby girl.  A hybrid with ice blue eyes. When finally allowed by the doctors to be questions she could or would only say that the baby’s father had to let them go so she could raise their child and refused to cooperate with the police and other government authorities.  As Cindy lay in the hospital bed, smiling as her mother fussed over her new granddaughter, her father kissed her forehead telling her they were just so happy to have her back. He then asked her if she wanted anything from the cafeteria.  “Honey… I said do you want anything?”  “Oh.. no daddy I am fine.” She barely noticed as he left as her attention was on the news showing the picture of a young 14 yr old Dalmatian girl. “….going into the third month since she went missing.  Last seen walking home alone after school….”   “Oh honey, maybe we shouldn’t be watching this. It must be upsetting,” her mother chined in when she noticed what Cindy was watching.  Cindy smiled as she took the fussy baby back, opening her top to let the baby breast feed and saying more to herself, “I’m sure the girl will be alright, mom, and that she’s in loving hands.”