Lady of the Beasts

Chapter Three:
Captured



Coral awoke in a frenzy. She was in a cage. She began to scream and shriek.

*Where am I?* She demanded. To them it sounded like a howl. She was away from the forest in and in a back of a truck. She paced around on all fours like a trapped tiger. She began to ram her body against the cage. After hours of truck lag, Coral collapsed of car sickness. Her eyes were shimmering in tiredness and her body sprawled out against the body of the cage.

Coral awoke from her faint and saw that her cage door was being opened. A man who was there looked at Coral quizzically.

“She’s a feral child,” Teri said.

“I could see that,” the man said. Coral lashed out at him with her claws. “She’s feisty,” he said laughing. “She’d be perfect for the brothel. She’s just an animal anyway, like all those hookers.”

“What?!” Teri shouted.

“I’ll pay you double,” the man snapped.

Coral did not understand, but fear was creeping up her skin.

Teri and Danny exchanged looks and then nodded, pushing the feral woman towards the man.

“Two thousand,” Teri said smiling evilly.

“What’s her name?”

“We don’t know.”

“I think Fury (FEW-Re) a good name for her.”
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Coral complied with the man. She was forced on all fours and leashed for she didn’t know any better.

“Get in,” he snapped, pushing her into the brothel. Coral continued on, scared and confused.

“Can you speak?”

Coral did not answer, but instead she growled, baring her teeth.

“I guess not. All the better, you won’t be able to complain.” The man grabbed her arms, lunging for her furs, trying to tear them off. Coral snarled and slashed her nails into his skin, digging into his flesh and tearing pieces off. Blood squirted on her arms. The man shouted and slapped Coral who retaliated by biting him hard until there was a <> sound.

“You fucking beast!” He shouted at Coral, pushing her into the ground. Coral kicked him back into the stomach, twisting her foot into his gut. She leaped around, now on two feet, but bended foreword. She attacked—pouncing on the man, using her teeth like hooks to drag him down onto the floor. However, the man took one of the glasses on the table and smashed Coral in the head with it. Blood rolled down from the side of her head and down her nose. She sputtered a bit and coughed up blood. Her nails began to dig into the man’s flesh, pinning him down.

The man grabbed her by her thick hair and flipped her off of him. She was struggling to get free. The man grabbed the furs and pulled it off of her until she was completely naked. He grabbed her behind the arms but she flipped him over (being very strong and all) and ran on all fours, darting up the stairs of the brothel. The man ran after her and hit her hard, smashing his fist into her head.

“Don’t you dare!” He shouted. Coral tried to bite him but the man pinned her down and slammed her head against the wall until she knocked out cold.

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Coral, whose name was now Fury awoke slowly and yawning and blood rolled down her mouth. She felt something uncomfortable on her—something she never felt before. It was a black, shiny, rubbery substance around her waist, a textile substance on her legs and these tight-high boots on her legs. She was wearing a waist-clinching vinyl corset, wide-holed fishnets and boots. Around her neck was a spiked collar—like if she was some sort of real dog.

“This one’s straight from the forest,” the man pointed to another man—a client.

Fury looked up at the man and snarled. She pounced towards him but then flipped back. A chain was around her neck. Both of them laughed. Fury whimpered.

*They are laughing at me?* She asked herself. The smell was so unfamiliar around this place—it stunk. And the loud laughing was like flames searing through her skull.
“She’s very pretty for a ragged woman from the forest,” the client said.

“Hell, we had to clean all that dirt caked around her body and wash her because she stunk of wet dog. We also had to comb her hair and spot a few make up on. Not a lot, but enough to cover up some scars. Yeah, she’s beautiful alright, but she was way to dirty. Now be careful. We are not responsible for any injuries sustained by attempting sex with her.”

Fury snarled, her purplish-silver lips drew back and showed her pearly white, sharp teeth.

“Okay Seth,” the man said to the black haired, pale-skinned, client, “Have fun with her.” He walked away.

Seth leaned towards her, unchaining her slowly. Fury leaped towards him in a crazed frenzy but Seth caught her and forced her down. He was quite strong, but Fury was certain she was stronger.

She carried full grown rams and deer from the bottom of steep cliffs single-handedly or with one other wolf. She tore through bark and wood, and frequently swam across the lakes with the other wolves when hunting. All these years of rigor living made her build lean, thin muscle, kept her in shape and did not stunt her growth in anyway. All the protein from raw meat kept her going.

Seth roughly kissed her. This client would not back down. Fury bit his tongue, trying to yank it out of his mouth. Seth pulled back, spitting blood from his mouth. Without thinking again, he grabbed her rounded breasts, squeezing them. Fury cried out in protest as Seth began to carnally abuse her. He pressed his lips against hers, forcing his motion against her lips. Fury did not comply. She kept pulling away and snarling at him.

“Stop this shit,” he muttered, holding her down, continuing to press his lips against hers, and forcing her to swap his spit. The client began to grope her body. Fury settled down a bit, for she was exhausted from fighting off the man and this client. Angrily she flattened her ears and bared her teeth in frustration as she let Seth grope her body. He slid her hand up her legs, squeezing them. Fury leaped a bit and clawed him on his shoulder with more growling shouts of protest.

She did not fully understand what was going on—but she got an idea. It was intercourse. She seen the other wolves do it, but she could never build a romantic or sexual relationship with another wolf—because she wasn’t one.

*Get off of me* She growled. She didn’t want this. And if a wolf didn’t want it, they would just leave in the middle of intercourse, but she was being forced into sex.

The older man continued to squeeze her thighs, slowly groping her legs and sides, rubbing his hands on her stomach while kissing her roughly and kissing her on her neck. His tongue slid down her chest, suckling her breasts and squeezing them hard while doing so. Tearing off the corset, her rounded breasts sprang out (for she never wore a bra) in his mouth, allowing his mouth to squeeze around her nipples, pinching it slightly with her teeth. Fury moaned in pain and her legs began to move erratically—kicking. She was not used to wearing boots and it pained her legs. He continued searching her body, groping her stomach and pressing down on her elbows. He kissed her stomach and then kissed her crotch. He lifted from there and began to finger her. Fury was hissing angrily, baring her teeth.

Her continued fingering her and realized something as he slid down the fishnets from her legs. He continued to grab her tits while grabbing her ass roughly. When the fishnets were off her began to open her legs. A bad mistake that was. Fury had strong lower body strength and as soon as his hands touched inside her leg she kicked. It was a hard swift kick to the face—with the four inched heels digging into his cheek.

Seth leaped back in pain and anger. He grabbed her, covering her mouth with one hand and sitting on top of her. He slid down his pants, stroking his red penis becoming harder and harder with each passing second. With one force, he forced her legs wide open, burrowing the organ into her tight clitoris.

The penis shattered the barrier as he burrowed into her vagina. Fury screamed and her nails dug into the ground. He gasped slightly and thrust it deeper. Fury was sweating slightly, her chest throbbing. As soon as he pulled out of her opening he leaned back before Fury could kick again. Cum and blood splattered on his red, hot penis. He was breathing hard, almost exhausted. He waited a few seconds before continuing.

“Flip over” Seth snarled.

Fury didn’t understand him but when Seth squeezed her sides and tossed her over she angrily bit her tongue. He crawled over her naked body, having her on all fours. He lunged for her breasts again, tweaking the nipples and twisting hard enough so Fury could cry out.

Groping her belly now, Seth gently pushed her butt-cheeks apart so his organ to slide through the opening. With Fury pushed up against the wall, he had his arms wrapping around her waist while sliding his cock in her ass.

He pulled it out. Sperm slid down the side of her butt and down her bare legs as Seth leaned down, stretching Fury’s legs apart once more. Since he was now under her (for he flattened himself against the ground like a putrid snake) he bit her vagina. Fury kicked again but missed. She cried out in pain and her nails literally dug into the wooden wall, shredding pieces off the wall. She began to howl—thinking that the wolves may hear.

They didn’t hear

He continued sliding his tongue into her clit, licking any remaining cum from the walls of her vagina. He pressed farther in and farther in until stimulated her genitals. Cum spilled on his tongue and he spat it out, but enjoyed the salty taste of it.

Fury was breathing heavily now as Seth climbed up her body, groping it and sliding his hands everywhere and anywhere he could find. He kissed her neck roughly, even biting it. Fury tried to slash him, but she was too tired now. He held her hands and arms and continued suckling on her breasts. He squeezed his genitals against her buttocks, even giving it a good slap now.

Fury felt strange, like a violated feeling. He was touching everywhere, even the edges of her nipples which he kept squeezing along with her whole breasts. She let out a long, painful sigh.

The client once again forced his penis through her ass, going deeper this time. Fury cried and panted. Her tongue hanged out her mouth as she threw her head back in hysterical howling. It was like he was raping an animal.

Some minutes passed before Fury was forced into another position. Now with Fury at the bottom, Seth slowly revealed his cock towards Fury and pushed her head towards the head of his penis. Fury bit it and Seth punched her. He punched her hard. Fury’s tongue caressed it, licking off the natural lubricants off of it. Then she began to suck it, having the whole organ in her mouth. She bobbed her neck back and forth, disliking the taste of it. Fluids squeezed from the sides of her lip.

Fury pulled away and roared. Seth forced her down with both of his hands (strong neck strength) and pushed his dick up her mouth, almost gagging her.

*I don’t want to do this…I never did* She yelped in mid “eating.” Any of his natural fluids that rolled in his mouth she dared to swallow. She released his, long, slimy dick and sputtered it up. Her eyes were glowing in rage and defiance. Her breathing was long and heavy.


Fury had passed out from being screwed so hard so many times. Seth had looked at the man.

“How much for her?”

“You mean…as a sale?”

“Yeah, she fucks well—even if she’s a wild animal.”
“I hope you will be able to afford the price,” the man snapped, “You seem to be the only client she didn’t scare off with all her foaming and snarling.”

“I can afford it,” Seth said airily, “And I’m tame her until she’s human and <> this type of shit.”

“I warn you,” the man said, “The people who found her in the forest said that she was in company of wolves. She is very fast and terribly strong. So if you let your guard down, she will strike and probably kill you. Are you sure you going to risk your safety for a wild whore like her?”

“Like I said, I’ll break her spirit and tame her, teach her until she becomes completely humanized.”

“Well, fuck at your own risk,” the man said with a dry, snide smile as Seth paid him.