The predator's torment

It was just another sunny summer day, and two college girls were having fun. Vina, a white tigress with black stripes and pink eyes, and her otter friend were strolling around the upper floor of the mall. They were shopping and chatting about whatever silly things had happened to them recently.

Even as they were doing this, Vina couldn't help but attract the attention of anyone who looked closely, with her white t-shirt accentuating the cleavage of her voluptuous breasts, larger than her head, and her tight denim shorts riding up the crack of her ample backside. That day she wasn't wearing shoes, revealing her large paws with soft, pink pads and distinct black stripes. Combined with her size and height, this made her particularly appealing to those with a fetish for sex.

Inside and out, she had the reputation of a sexy and charming supermodel, always sporting her fabulous black sunglasses that added even more style. It's no wonder she had countless followers on social media.

Just as they had finished their shopping that day, the tigress noticed the large, masculine figure of a blue wolf walking past them, wearing a matching cap. His broad back and abs were clearly visible beneath his purple button-down shirt, which was tightly pressed against his powerful muscles. His erection was visible through his dark jeans, and he walked with a firm stride in brand-name sneakers.

Vina couldn't help but bite her lower lip, feeling hot for that man.

“Girl… I have to fuck him.”

"What are you saying?! That wolf that just walked by?" Her friend sounded worried. "No way. Don't you know who he is?"

"No idea. But he must have a huge cock..." She kept watching him leave, while everyone who knew him moved out of his way.

"He's a rapist who used to roam the city many years ago. He was in prison for fifteen years. They say he's reformed. But I wouldn't risk it..."

“So, a former rapist, huh?”

“Oh, no… I know that look: you're wet.”

“Very much. I'm sorry, but I have other plans today. Could you keep the bags at your house? I'll pick them up tomorrow.”

Her friend sighed in exasperation and picked up her bags.

“Whatever you want. I'm leaving. You'll have to tell me how your romp with him went.”

“Of course, of course. Bye, darling” She said goodbye to her, and followed him.

The wolf entered the restrooms, which appeared empty. He walked straight to one of the stalls without looking ahead and locked himself inside. When he turned around, he was petrified by the surreal sight before him. Vina was sitting on the toilet, her pants and panties pulled down. Her white, hairy vulva gleamed under the fluorescent ceiling light, glistening with wetness, like bait laid out for him.

Vina's eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh! What are you doing here? Don't tell me I've come to the wrong bathroom?”

The wolf began to breathe rapidly, his gaze fixed on her juicy privates. The longer he stared at that bait, the more tormented he became. Without a word, he ran away.

As if his life depended on it, he went downstairs and sprinted to the restrooms on that floor. When he finally reached them, he locked the door and pulled down his pants, beginning to masturbate frantically. His eight-inch member released a large load of semen, which he let fall into the toilet water, floating inertly. It was a pale reminder of what he hadn't been able to do to her. He sighed, much more relaxed, and flushed, satisfied.

"Damn it... What the hell was she doing there? Was she stupid or what?" Annoyed, he thought it was better to go home and watch TV in peace. "You didn't even last an hour outside. Idiot."

He put his hands in the pockets and left the restroom. But his white suffering continued.

"Hello!" said Vina outside the restrooms, tilting her thin striped tail.

He clicked his teeth.

“What do you want now?”

“I apologize for what happened in the upstairs bathroom. I didn't realize it was a men's room.”

“It doesn't matter. Things happen, I guess. Now leave me…”

"Can I make it up to you somehow? I feel so bad about it... Ask me for anything you want..." Her body slightly arched forward, she swayed her breasts from side to side with her hands on her back, smiling mischievously. "Anything... Anything at all..." She touched his waist, slyly.

The wolf began to breathe heavily, blood pooling in his trousers to form a large erection. His heart pounded, and his eyes dilated with the pressure. He could even see part of his large areolas peeking out shyly.

He closed his eyes and ran as fast as he could, far away from her. He had to get home no matter what, without looking back. He arrived at his house, located in a humble neighborhood of the city, locked the door, and hid in his room with the windows closed.

"Okay... Okay... I'm home. Safe from any woman. That's it. In here, I can't do anything to anyone. Yes..." He leaned back on the bed and sighed in relief. "Damn it. I'm supposed to have reformed in prison. Why can't I control myself? No... It was that bitch's fault. She was doing it on purpose, I'm sure of it. But it doesn't matter: I'll try again tomorrow. I have to learn to be comfortable around people." He tapped his fist against his palm. "There's no way I can be there every day."

The next day he went to the mall again. He walked the same way as the day before, taking a leisurely stroll on the lower level. This time he carried a backpack containing his workout clothes. He planned to work out at the gym, where he knew he wouldn't have any problems, as exercise always distracted him from worldly desires.

As he walked, he turned his head toward the window of a clothing store next door. Unfortunately, it was a women's clothing store, displaying very suggestive lingerie in various colors.

The man stood mesmerized for a moment, captivated by those perfectly curved figures. But he quickly shook his head and looked away. He pulled his cap down to shield his face and continued walking. Until something brightly colored caught his eye as he glanced back at the shop window.

He noticed one of the mannequins seemed to move for a moment, which made him very uneasy. He looked up, and then he saw her. It was her.

"Don't mess with me…!" the wolf frowned.

The tigress posed behind the glass like any other mannequin, motionless, her hands open and resting against the glass on either side of her head, her legs crossed at the thighs. She wore bizarre lingerie consisting solely of two green, leaf-shaped pieces of fabric covering her nipples, and another over her pubic area. It was Eve herself.

The wolf couldn't tear his gaze away from every detail, as if he were looking at the greatest work of art he'd ever seen instead of a woman's body. A scandalously sexy and hot work of art. Her firm breasts pressed against the glass and her crossed thighs accentuating the deep cleft leading to her vagina were driving him wild. His already erect penis was dripping precum. The erection was so painful it made him desperate and flee. Far from that shop and that feline. Back to masturbating.

When he arrived at the gym, he immediately went into the changing rooms to change.

“I don’t think he’ll show up at this gym,” he thought, and put on a white tank top and black shorts.

He left the locker room and headed to the weight bench to do bench presses, avoiding any glances at the women around. He found what he was looking for and sat down to begin. He knew it was dangerous to do it without supervision, but he was confident enough in his strength to know that nothing would happen.

Suddenly, his left ear twitched toward the sound of a woman who seemed to be moaning. He turned his head in her direction and almost fell over: it was the white tigress again.

She ran intently on a treadmill, alongside many other women. However, she stood out by far. Her enormous breasts swayed from side to side, held tightly by her sports bra, while her ample buttocks rose and fell with an overwhelming sense of weight. Her skimpy black gym clothes accentuated her voluptuous figure even more.

The people in that gym smiled as they watched her, feeling a huge motivation to exercise.

“Seriously? Here too? Holy shit…” he put his hands to his face—. “And what the hell is he wearing? You can practically see his asshole!”

More angry than excited by the erection that formed in his pants, the wolf lay down and began to lift the weight eagerly, his jaw tightly closed.

“Whore, whore, whore, whore, whore!” she screamed in his mind. “You fucking clit warmer! If things were like they used to be, I’d get you pregnant like the slut you are, damn it!”

He closed his eyes so tightly that they hurt, because if he opened them, he could imagine that the weight he was lifting over and over again was Vina's buttocks doing the same against his snout.

"Why me!?"

Suddenly, what he never thought would happen did happen, and the half-ton weight slipped from his hands. It fell on his chest, and he began to suffer agonizing, extreme pain, believing he was going to die right there because of his own uncontrolled lust.

Vina was the first to notice and rushed to help him. She lifted the weight with some effort and put it back in its place.

"Are you okay, honey?" she asked him. She inspected his chest as people gathered to stare.

The wolf coughed while sitting up before he could get up. He touched his aching chest between gasps after such a traumatic experience.

“I'm fine… Relax…”

The gym owner approached him and helped him up, taking him to the infirmary they had set up right there. Fortunately for the wolf, he wasn't hurt and was fine. All he had to do was rest and not move around too much. With no other option, he gathered his things and left the gym, relieved to be away from the tigress.

"My God..." he sighed, looking downcast.

He walked through the ground floor until he reached a large fountain in the middle of the shopping center, and sat down on the edge.

“Because of her, I almost killed myself like an idiot. Why does she always appear out of nowhere?”

“Sir!”

A shiver ran through his body when he heard Vina's catchy voice. She was running towards him, grinning from ear to ear, carrying a green backpack.

The male stood up in fear, looking for an escape route.

"She's definitely following me, damn it!"

“Wait!”

"Bullshit!" He dodged her to the right.

But as he did so, she took the opportunity to trip on purpose and fall into the fountain. He turned around and went to check on her, worried. He quickly regretted it when he found her completely covered in her gym clothes, which were see-through from the humidity.

He could see her entire naked body beneath the fabric without any difficulty: her nipples and cunt, wet and fresh as if she were openly offering it to him in front of everyone. The wolf ignored how aroused he was because guilt over what had happened overwhelmed him, and he helped her to her feet.

“Are you ok?”

“Yes, don't worry. I'm fine. Although all my clothes are soaked.”

"You see..." He looked away. "I think it's my fault. I suppose... Would you like me to buy you some dry clothes to make up for it?"

"That sounds good to me, handsome. There's a secondhand shop right over there" she pointed.

“Okay. Let's go then.”

Once inside the store, they wandered through the aisles looking for something that might be useful to the woman. It didn't take long for her to find something that caught her eye.

“How about this one?” She showed him a pink tank top.

"Fine" he said disinterestedly. «Can you just fuck off already, you piece of shit tiger?»

“And these jeans? They have a very pretty flower embroidered on them.”

“Yes, yes… Do you have much longer?”

“No, that's it. I'm going to change right now.”

“Okay, I'll wait for you over there—he turned around and headed to the checkout.”

Vina took advantage of that moment to slip something into his back pocket, with extreme stealth and subtlety. She chuckled softly and went to the fitting room.

The wolf crossed his arms, impatient to leave her and get on with his business. Although he genuinely doubted that would ever be possible, especially knowing she was stalking him like a stalker. He took out his wallet to get the money ready to pay as soon as she returned.

“What the hell!?”

Opening his wallet, he found a pair of black panties rolled up and soaked. The wolf gasped, the scent rushing to his nostrils as fast as the wind, unable to react in time to stop it. His tail began to twitch rapidly, his heart racing. Unconsciously mesmerized, he put the wallet away and slowly unwrapped the fragrant garment. His eyes gleamed at the sight of feminine fluids stained white and glistening like cocaine.

The smell intensified, and his addiction to it eventually consumed him. He pressed them to his snout and inhaled their foul aroma like a madman, even licking them off. His breathing became rapid, and he growled, shooing away anyone who passed by. His cock was now more than hard, about to burst through his pants.

“Do you like it, sir?”

Vina's mischievous voice snapped him out of his addictive moment of ecstasy, and his member burst through his black trousers and boxers. The other customers stared in stunned silence as the wolf lay frozen to the spot.

"What a cock," she remarked, biting her lower lip as she watched it drip and throb as if her genitals had a life of their own.

The male's blood was racing, and he looked like he was about to have a fit. He couldn't stop staring at her, his hands wanting to reach her shoulders and pounce on her right then and there. His most primal instincts were just a step away from being unleashed, leaving no part of her untouched.

“No… No… You son of a bitch… I… Ahhhh!” He screamed deafeningly, putting his hands to his head in despair.

Without looking back, he crawled out of the shop on all fours like a wild animal, without paying the woman for the clothes. He had to get home as soon as possible or he'd go crazy. As soon as he stepped through the door, he ripped off his clothes and masturbated uncontrollably right there in the doorway. He let out a loud howl when he finished, his semen spilling onto the floor. With his tongue lolling out, he knelt before his pool of semen, weeping at his reflection.

“Bitch… Fucking tiger… Leave me alone…”

On the third day, he went shopping at a supermarket three blocks from his house. He looked hunched over, pushing his shopping cart and picking up frozen pizzas for dinner. He was tired but also more relaxed, knowing that Vina would never know where he was at that moment.

“She always waits for me at the mall. But I won't be there today, you bitch.”

He headed to the book section to find a self-help book that might help him with his lack of control. He wasn't much of a reader, but he was so desperate that he was even capable of trying to shave his entire head and meditate under a cold waterfall.

"These TVs these days never cease to amaze me. They have such huge, immersive screens, it feels like you could step right into them," he said, impressed, as he walked through the electronics section. He'd been in prison for fifteen years, ever since he turned twenty. "I wish I had one like that. The one I have is already an antique."

Suddenly, the televisions stopped playing their colorful demos and went black. He and everyone else there were confused. The staff, equally puzzled, began investigating what had actually happened. But before they could, all the screens came back on, displaying something completely different from a simple football match.

The white tigress was in the foreground, completely naked and with her usual wide smile. The wolf unconsciously dropped the cart from his hand and fell to the ground on his back, with the genuine feeling that he was in a nightmare.

Parents covered their children's eyes in worry, and employees ran around like headless chickens trying to shut everything down. Meanwhile, the teenagers were happier than ever, reveling in the tantalizing view.

The video then cut to a scene where she was being savagely penetrated from behind by an unknown man, whose face was censored, facing the camera with an expression of genuine pleasure. Her moans could be heard throughout the venue, accompanied by the powerful thrusts the man was delivering against her hips. This caught the attention of everyone who wasn't watching, drawing more people into the electronics section to admire her with confusion and amazement.

Suddenly she raised her body to show how her enormous white breasts, like two cannonballs, filled the entire screen and bounced heavily. They could knock anyone out with enough momentum.

The wolf was distressed by the chaotic pornographic atmosphere that was forming around him, with so many young men and women getting turned on and with their hands on their crotches, blushing.

"Why...? Why here too?" he wondered. "Am I never going to be free of her or what?!"

He escaped, defeated even outside the mall. As he stepped through the supermarket's automatic door, his blood ran cold. Dozens of small posters were plastered along the walls of the street, all promoting the tigress's social media accounts with photos of her posing in a thousand suggestive ways, her naked body shamelessly on display for any passerby. The wolf began to feel dizzy with ecstasy and, unable to bear it any longer, he fainted.

He slowly opened his eyes, bathed in the morning sunlight that fell on his face. He was in his bedroom, wearing only boxer shorts and no covers. Feeling groggy, he sat up and rubbed his eyes. He paused to look around and try to remember what had happened just moments before.

"I don't understand: I'm in my own home. Who the hell brought me here? Don't tell me it was all just a nightmare" he laughed. "Of course it was… How else could all that madness have happened? I'm getting worse and worse, damn it…"

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

“What? And now who the hell is it?”

He got up and put on some trousers. He went downstairs and approached the door after crossing the somewhat dark hallway, checking through the peephole that it was the postman.

“That's strange. Normally, they leave the letters in the mailbox.”

He opened the door to find himself face to face with the postman, a short white cat, who was carrying a medium-sized box in his arms that didn't seem to weigh much.

"Good morning, sir. I've come to deliver a package to you," he said, handing it over with the classic smile of a new employee, cheerful and energetic. "Could you sign here?"

“Yes, I'll go” said the wolf. He signed a paper without noticing who had actually sent it to him.”Done.”

“Thank you very much. Have a good day.” he said goodbye, leaving in his truck.

He turned on the light, closed the door, and looked at the package with a raised eyebrow.

“How strange… I don’t remember ordering anything… Ahh!” he jumped in place when he raised his head and saw his door.

It contained a detailed drawing of an enormous, gaping rear end, its vagina and anus perfectly exposed, the buttocks held by hands. But this was no ordinary female figure. The wolf recognized it quickly, breaking into a cold sweat, because it also had a striped tail, along with very distinctive legs and paws.

“That damn tigress!”

Hee threw the package away and ran to the bathroom to eagerly wash his face.

“Wake up, man! You're still half asleep. There's no way that drawing is real. When you look again, it'll definitely be gone.

But, for the second time that day, raising his head, he was met with the same surprise. In the mirror was another drawing, this time of her facing him, gazing at him with eyes of pleasure, her breasts and hands seemingly pressed against the glass. Her hips were also depicted raised, which, from the angle of the drawing in the mirror, made it appear as if the wolf were behind her, penetrating her.

At that moment, both the nightmare and those drawings had finally shown him that nothing he denied would prevent him from seeing the reality of the situation.

The wolf stared at the mirror for several seconds in silence. The tigress's smug smile seemed to mock him. He felt his legs go weak. He had to grab the sink to keep from falling.

"He's been here..." He repeated in a low voice, almost voiceless. "He knows where I live... How long has he known?"

His mouth went dry. His chest rose and fell too fast. For a moment he thought about running out of the house, about not opening the box, about pretending none of it existed. But he couldn't anymore. Fear, excitement, and rage had mixed together so completely that he could no longer distinguish which of the three was killing him from the inside.

Incredulous, he walked out of the bathroom with a vacant stare and his arms hanging limply at his sides. He picked up the box from the floor and opened it, not at all surprised by its contents. Contents that gave him an erection in a matter of seconds.

Inside were several pairs of the tigress's used black panties, still damp and imbued with her scent. Next to them, a pile of extremely close and personal photos: close-ups of her face with her mouth slightly open and her eyes glazed over, intimate details of her body that only someone who had observed her closely would know, and photographs where she was seen touching herself with her fingers inside, looking directly at the camera with that same expression of pleasure that he already knew all too well. And on top of everything, a handwritten note:

“You know exactly what you want. And you can’t let it get away.”

Hee dropped it passively, scattering all the things inside onto the floor.

He went to the kitchen hoping to at least have breakfast, but he couldn't even do that. The snowy white silhouette of the feline filled her entire field of vision, sitting naked with her legs spread wide without any shame, as if that concept didn't exist in her reality.

The morning sun licked her fur like a burning tongue that asked no permission, overwhelming the immense beauty she exuded. It was so irritating that the wolf half-winked, a smile playing on her lips, the smile of someone whose sane mind had been pushed to its breaking point. With slow, heavy steps, he approached her, his face serious. He stood before the table and looked at her in complete silence, chest puffed out in a display of dominance.

“Now you'll get what you deserve, you fucking bitch” he said, driven by rage and malice, which only made her even hotter.

Roughly, he grabbed her neck without hesitation and pounced on her, straddling her. He moved his mouth to hers and kissed her savagely, his tongue thrusting deep down her throat before she could respond. Vina didn't seem to be suffering at all. With her eyes half-closed, she let him explore her mouth while she felt the hardness of the man's large body pressing against her breasts, moaning with pure pleasure.

The wolf pulled away from her mouth, leaving a thick, disgusting strand of saliva connecting their tongues, panting like an animal in heat.

Slapped her hard across the right cheek. The blow landed sharply and snapped her head to the side. She slapped her left cheek again, just as hard, and then a third that left her face burning and her cheeks red. "I won't regret anything I do to you."

And she spat a large, thick gob of spit right into his face, which she swallowed without hesitation.

He released her from her neck and walked over to position himself above her head, his member so hard it was almost bursting out of his clothes, just like in the clothing store. The strong, heavy scent emanating from that throbbing cock made Vina's eyes dart with excitement.

"Time to eat, you piece of shit," he yanked down his pants and boxers, leaving himself completely naked. His pink, thick, and fully erect penis pointed upwards. "Breakfast is ready."

He struck her face several times with the thick veins of his cock before forcing her mouth open. He thrust it in all the way to the hilt in one stroke, as if he wanted to plant his seed directly in her stomach, leaving them heavy and hot against her eyes. He grabbed her large breasts with both hands and began to move his hips forcefully and without any care, using her throat only for his own pleasure.

"What a fucking good mouth you have," he groaned, clutching her breasts and playing with them freely. "You're not going to leave anything out, understand?" He pinched her nipples, causing her to arch her back with moans that only increased his libido.

She squeezed her eyes shut every time the eggs hit her face. Her hands were closed at her sides, not touching him. Tears escaped down her cheeks from the effort and the pain in her nipples, but she didn't pull away. On the contrary, she was getting wetter and wetter.

"Ever since I first saw you, I've always thought so, but you have a perfect body" he increased her speed. "Worthy of a pig like you who dares to harass me."

The wolf was sorely mistaken to think those words were hurting her. To her, they were the highest compliments she could receive, better than anything she usually heard from her fans in her videos. He was making her feel like a real, fearless slut. At that moment, the feline felt incredibly happy with her efforts to get him to fuck her right there.

After a few minutes, Vina felt that cock begin to throb more strongly inside her mouth and eagerly licked it, already longing for her reward. The wolf grabbed her head with both hands and began to thrust faster, deeper, with a desperate rhythm.

“Damn… you're going to make me cum… Well, you asked for it!”

The movements became clumsy and wild, until a deep, drawn-out howl signaled the end, shooting thick jets of semen directly into her throat. She swallowed and swallowed, letting lumps form with each spurt, preventing almost anything from escaping.

When the wolf withdrew, his cock came out spotless.

“I shit on everything… You haven't left a single drop of truth.”

Vina licked her lips between gasps, with her usual smile.

"I would never waste something that's so good" he said, and gave his still heavy balls a long, slow lick.

Hearing her voice only made the man want to use her even more. He picked her up and carried her to his room, where he roughly threw her onto the bed. He locked the door and stood in front of her, his penis still thick and erect.

“You're not leaving here until I say so, you know that?”

“Oh… How scary”

“Yes… You can laugh at me all you want. I'll destroy your cunt until you can only feel pleasure with me”

“I'd like to see that”

Enraged that she still wasn't taking him seriously, the wolf grabbed her neck tightly again. He placed the tip of his cock between her wet vaginal lips and thrust it in with a single push, forcing it into her cunt like someone driving a stake, until it hit the entrance to her womb. She burst into a high, broken moan.

"Damn... you're so fucking wet it went in by itself. What a shame. I wanted to see you cry in pain," he clicked his tongue. "Although I'm sure that would have turned you on even more."

He began thrusting into her with gusto, without any gentleness, spreading her legs and plunging deep with each stroke. His cock was so thick and long that it completely filled her, pounding all her sensitive spots while the bed creaked beneath them.

The tigress wanted to touch her breasts and maximize that pleasure. But the man stopped her, releasing her neck to grab her wrists.

Holding her by the wrists, he violently thrust his hips, the impact of their bodies resounding, hammering his punishment inside her.

“I won't give you that satisfaction, you fucking whore. And what else?”

Instead of another thrust, he plunged it all the way in and stayed there, moving only his hips in slow, heavy circles. He slapped her face hard with his other free hand and shoved all his fingers down her throat, feeling her bite and lick them like a bitch in heat. His penetrations increased in pace but maintained the hardness of his slow thrusts.

Vina's entire body trembled, her large breasts twirling uncontrollably in opposite directions, inviting the male to sink his teeth into her right nipple. He sucked and sucked, drawing it in forcefully until he pulled it upwards. He left a hickey with his sharp fangs, a trickle of blood oozing from the marks.

She felt a tingling deep in her belly and came without holding back, wetting his pelvis and his penis while he was still inside her. However, that didn't stop him, and another idea came to him, bringing a genuine smile to his face.

He pulled it out of her cunt suddenly, leaving her with a sudden feeling of emptiness, and threw her to the ground on her back while still holding her wrists.

“Get that fat ass up, damn it!”

He kicked her in the buttocks to make her obey. As soon as Vina knelt with her rear end in the air, the wolf slapped her ass with his open hand, so brutally that the sound echoed throughout the room and left a burning handprint under her fur. That ass had been waiting for exactly that kind of abuse.

Without waiting any longer, he spread her buttocks and thrust it deep into her anus. Vina screamed against the floor in surprise, but it wasn't a cry of rejection. Her walls were somewhat tighter than her vagina, just enough so that the wolf had to push hard, aided by the lubrication of her spilled vaginal fluids.

He held her head against the ground with one hand and began to fuck her in the ass with all his weight, deep and heavy, while with the other hand he grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it.

"There's a reason they put me in jail, you fucking bitch," he panted into her ear.

“And that's precisely why I love you” she replied through tears of pure pleasure.

“I'm starting to think you're an idiot, man…”

His slow thrusts quickened as he carved a perfect opening between her walls, continuing with a faster rhythm that made the woman's large flesh resonate throughout the room. He gave her another powerful slap that made her scream again, to the point of coming once more, soaking his dangling reservoir of sperm. Then his fingers went to her cunt, where he masturbated her and roughly pulled at her clitoris. He moistened his fingers with her sea-scented fluids and put them in the feline's mouth so she could taste herself.

As he was about to finish inside her again, he grabbed her tail and pulled her mercilessly, while penetrating her in a ferocious sprint with an intense desire to reach orgasm.

"Take that, you whore, you asshole bleaching…!" he exclaimed, burying his cock deep inside while tensing his muscles.

He released a second, enormous amount of semen that caused a strange burning sensation in the feline's anus. But her pleasure was even greater when, completely unexpectedly, the male turned her over, thrust himself upon her with his full weight, and plunged into her vagina one last time with a single, powerful stroke, all the way to the back of her womb. There he deposited his final load of the day, filling her completely like a Christmas turkey.

When he had finally finished ejaculating, he lay on top of her calmly, oblivious to any harm he might have caused. All that mattered to him was himself and his pleasure.

But something was wrong with him: his eyes were slowly closing and his body felt heavier. He never usually had so little energy left after sex. His vision began to blur as he tried to gather his strength to stand. But after managing to get to his feet, he stumbled and fainted, lying on his back to the left of the tigress.

She laughed, and leaned against the sleeping wolf.

"The pill I slipped you while you were kissing me worked. But thank you so much for everything, darling. I loved how you used me without remorse. One of the best fucks of my life." He stood up, some semen trickling down his legs from both holes. "That tracker I put on you the day we met really came in handy. Maybe it wasn't very ethical... But I couldn't pass up the opportunity."

She gathered her clothes to get dressed and left the house. She checked her phone and saw a message from her friend asking for her. She immediately called her, walking away from the house while watching her, smiling with the calm demeanor of someone who had just tamed a predator.

“Hello, beautiful”

“Vina! Where are you? I thought we were supposed to meet today”

“I had something to do and time flew by”

“You don't say… You finally fucked him?”

“That's right. You wouldn't believe how rough he is. He's even left some marks on my breasts”

“You're unbelievable, auntie… And what's next? You've forced an ex-convict to commit a crime”

“Don't worry, I'll take care of everything”

“What do you mean?”

“Let's just say I left him a little note” she winked.

On the kitchen table was a small piece of paper that contained the following:

“Thank you so much for raping me so violently, darling. I know you're very upset with me for ruining your reformed behavior. Don't worry, I take responsibility for my actions. I'll let you fuck me whenever you want, without me even noticing. Lots of kisses, big man.”

“Btw: Your semen tasted amazing. What do you eat to make it taste so good?”

From that day on, whether in a park, trying on clothes in a store, or traveling on a bus, the wolf would often appear unexpectedly to grab her hips or breasts, and they would have wild sex like animals in heat. They eventually formed a curious kind of sexual friendship, even recording videos that exploded in views among the most fetishistic fans of rough sex on popular porn platforms.