Natalia starts to wake up with a massive headache. She tries to move, but her body was completely sore and numb at the same time. She was handcuffed, and her buttoned-down blouse was open, exposing her ample chest. Thankfully she was still wearing her bra. She wanted to get up and run as fast as she could, but it felt like a 500-pound weight was set on top of her. Unfortunately, she couldn’t move.

She couldn’t make out what the room itself look like, but at least it smelled like baby powder. She was in a dark lit room, lying on a king-size bed with pink sheets. Trying to recollect her thoughts, her mind was utterly blank. However, her heart was racing as the panic started to set in gradually by the second she was trying to at least move. Alas, she couldn’t.

To her surprise, a couple of people entered the room. She couldn’t make out who they were, but she could at least tell one of them was completely naked while the other appeared to be a small and petite woman, dressed in a fancy hot pink ombre sleeveless high-low cocktail party dress with matching armbands.

Still, with her vision blurry, she was able to pick up sounds throughout the room. The couple stood in front of the bed with Natalia turning her head slowly and trying to readjust her eyes to the semi-darkness.

“You really want me to do this?” The naked man asked cautiously in a low, velvety voice.

“Shut up and enjoy it! Don’t be such a wimp!” The woman demanded harshly in a low syrupy voice. As harsh as she was with him, she quickly turned on the feminine charms, “Don’t you think she’s pretty enough, big dog?”

“S-sorry…” The man cowers.

In that instant, Natalia immediately recognizes the man’s mannerisms away. But something was really off about his voice.

With a soft giggle, the young woman slid her fingers that she spat on and started to stroke it gingerly as his manhood began to become erect and firm. She was at least pleased with his immediate reaction as he looked on the helpless Natalia, “Now that you’re comfortable, it’s your turn to begin the un-simulated training.”

As her eyes started to adjust and her vision was going back to her slowly, she had seen a devilishly grinning woman who appeared to be young, having waist-length dark plum hair and royal ruby-colored eyes. But to her complete and utter shock and horror, stood a big and muscular jackal kemonomimi that towered her.

The big and muscular kemonomimi had olive skin with glowing purple markings all over his body. He was at least seven feet tall with long platinum blonde hair and light purple eyes. Smiling down at her with his fanged teeth, Natalia didn’t even recognize the man’s face or body. His own ominous aura and presence alone were both imposing and arousing. Her eyes widened in fear as he prominently stood at the edge of the bed. The image of this woman, stroking him off was horrifying enough. But even more horrific for what is about to happen next.

The jackal kemonomimi scoffed at the idea of what he was asked to do, “I’m not complaining, nor I won’t have any regrets doing this either. I’ve wanted to fuck this bitch senseless ever since she ruined my life, but why?” He growls.

With a loud sigh and an eye roll, she lazily answered him bluntly, “Because you saved the love of my life. Technically, I owe you and the Daemon Archduke one. And besides, I like you as well, boy… It’s that, and I hate this bitch as much as you do.” The dark plum-haired woman smiles.

Although, the dark plum-haired woman does have her own personal reasons why she wanted Natalia to be brutalized. An eye for an eye, but this was deeply personal…

Alastair was indeed lucky to get his payback, but he felt this was way too generous. But like he said before: he wasn’t complaining, “I understand…”

Hearing those words made Natalia shut her eyes tightly as she tries her hardest not to cry or not to make a sound.

Stay on the path and stay determined… Natalia chanted to herself. She usually does that when she is met with disheartening situations, trained for her to calm herself. But this was far worse than any discouraging situation she has ever been in.

“BTW, I gave her a cocktail of natural hypnotics and Maca Extract from my own garden. She won’t fight back, but she’ll be wide awake and feel everything,” the dark plum-haired woman explained. “Now… I would like for you to roll her over on her stomach and stick that fat ass of hers in the air for me like the bitch that she is!”

Natalia had already known from the commanding tone of the dark plum-haired woman’s voice. It was the same tone of voice that her superior had used when she was short on patience and not in the mood to argue with the subordinates. Usually, the Angel of Death unleashed it during arguments where she and her vastly superior intelligence had no time to debate. But this young lady was that splitting image of her, but only smaller.

Without any delay, the jackal kemonomimi had no objections rolling over Natalia’s lifeless body on her stomach, not before unbuttoning her bra from the front. Letting the bra fall on its sides, exposing her natural G-cup breasts.

With such anticipation, the lucky jackal kemonomimi then raised her soft bottom upwards by her wolf tail as she squealed.

“That’s it, Natty, arch your back and make that fat ass of yours as slap-happy as you can for this beast,” the dark plum-haired woman openly mocked.

Trembling with fear, jackal kemonomimi helped Natalia bend her spine, adding a deep curve that caused her butt to project outward, even more, accentuating every camber of its surface. He pushed up her miniskirt and effortlessly torn her panties off, throwing them to the side.

“Even though she was checked out before we left, every bitch needs to be checked thoroughly,” Alastair mocked, placing both of his big hands on her buttocks and pulled them apart, exposing her soaked gash, its labia was pink, giving off a strong scent of arousal.

The trembling Natalia had her face buried in the bed. She didn’t do it herself, but how she was positioned was the best for her, since she tried so hard not to cry.

Stay on the path and stay determined… Stay on the path and remain determined…

The mountainous jackal kemonomimi spreads her legs and hikes her miniskirt up to her waist, effortlessly tearing off her silk panties and tossing them aside. He then grabs her by the hips so he would gain more control. Unable to wait, the man gave his length a few tugs, then rested it against Natalia’s wet folds.

Stay on the path and stay determined… Stay on the path and remain determined…

Alastair pulled her butt apart even more extensive, feeling the girl’s glans resting against her opening. “Even though I promised myself I would never do something like this to anyone… For you, Natalia, I will make an exeption. I’m going to relish giving you all of my hate!” Alastair grunted with satisfaction.

Stay on the path and stay determined… Stay on the path, and--

A second later, with complete and utter abandon, Alastair unleashed himself on the girl’s wet womanly folds, thrusting his monstrous manhood inside her as hard as he mercilessly could. His hips slapping against Natalia’s thick and meaty buttocks, sending a wave of energy rippling through Natalia’s body and bouncing his monstrous size back again.

A wet thump echoed through the room, and he paused, letting the sound hang in the air for his plaything to enjoy. Then, he dug his fingers into Natalia’s hips and pulled himself back until only the tip remained inside. Natalia’s body tensed up instinctively as her body readied herself to be pounded again into submission.

Natalia felt the jackal kemonomimi’s length careen into her velvety folds, and this time it wasn’t just once. He pummeled her tight hole over and over, in rapid succession, to the point where she could practically feel herself loosing and acclimating to the size of the monstrous rod.

With every swift thrust, her upper body rocked forwards, pancaking her tits against the mattress. The jackal kemonomimi’s hips slapping her buttocks, causing her to rebound even more energetically as she was brutally assaulted. Overwhelmed by the pleasure of entirely giving herself away, Natalia is tongue lolled out onto the sheets, staining them with drool.

The dark plum-haired woman was not impressed by Natalia with her lack of conditioning as she stood there watching Adrian’s prized pupil getting raped from behind without putting up a fight.

Leaning in, the jackal kemonomimi wrapped his big burly arms all the way around Natalia’s torso, focusing on the quick movement of his pelvis. The shudder of Natalia’s body, trying her hardest not to cry out in either pain or pleasure, was difficult as he tried to breathe. Gradually, his well-endowed member started to feel good as her body slowly welcomed him.

Natalia began to feel a bit more comfortable with the situation. In which, that scared her even more. Each time the demonic creature sleeved it inside Natalia’s velvet sex, he bottomed out against the poor girl’s cervix. The thought of filling the passage with thick, gelatinous semen made him bang Natalia with even more vigor.

He felt his balls start to coil and shift, the jackal kemonomimi knew that he was producing more than usual. He reached out in lusty instinct, grabbed her by the arms, and yanked her up, having her big breasts shake wildly.

To his and the dark plum-haired woman’s surprise, Natalia didn’t even make a sound. Gritting her teeth and closing her eyes as tight as she could, tears were coming down her face profusely. To Alastair, this was the best night of his life, raping the woman he hated more than anything in his own life.

“I AM GOING…! TO KILL YOU!” Natalia shrieked out as she was sobbing in pain.

The jackal kemonomimi laughed at Natalia’s empty threat, “Would have, could have, didn’t. That’s why we are here. And don’t lie, I know when a girl likes it rough!” He mocked.

And that was the problem, Natalia couldn’t deny it. She loved the way she was being treated by this monster. The helplessness of her pleasure as she was used so wholly. Having a big strong man like the one who was raping her, dominating her. Regrettably, she loved being dominated like this. In her heart and her mind, she knew it was wrong and would go to great lengths to prove to everyone she was not a sick person.

Her bottom half was becoming numb from the constant impact, and her clit was inescapably tugging at her conscience. Her eyes rolled back a little as she lost further control of her facial muscles. The only sounds coming from her throat were acute, salacious grunts while she was trying to brief. Still too much amazement, she didn’t scream or moan.

“The bitch has guts… Too bad that is all you have, dear…” The dark plum-haired woman said, looking on.

Even more impressive, Natalia hadn’t even reached her climax. Alastair felt a bit offended by all the hard work he was putting in, literally. Yet he relished the fact he was fucking a proclaimed strong and independent little bitch who is too high and mighty for her own good.

With that revelation, he decided to end this incredible moment, “if you’re not going to nut, then I will. You fucking bitch!” Alastair growled.

Hearing about what he is going to do next, make her eyes shoot wide open in horror, “W-WHAT!?” Natalia almost screamed out in pain but sucked in a sharp breath instead. ”NO, YOU CAN’T!”

“YOU DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ME…! YOU KILLED… HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE! YOU RUINED MY CAREER! YOU RUINED… MY LIFE! FUCK YOU!” The jackal kemonomimi roaring like an animal, between grunts.

“NO! PLEASE, YOU CAN’T!” The frightened Natalia begged as she started to sob.

Secretly, the dark plum-haired woman knew about Natalia’s lecherous past. About how she loved rough sex. About how she loved sleeping with teachers who were older than her.

With a devious smirk, he let’s go of one of her arms and ran his free giant thumb down the crack of Natalia’s ass until it rested on her virgin anus. He gingerly traced circles around it, without ever pausing his deep thrusts.

“WHAT! NOT THERE EITHER!” Natalia pleaded.

“THEN DON’T ASK ME FOR SHIT!” Alastair yelled as he flung her down on the bed face first. He once again grabbed her by the hips, not wanting to waste any more time being inside his new breeding bitch.

The demonic jackal kemonomimi reserved his energy and renewed his efforts by ramming his enormous manhood into Natalia at an ever-quickening pace. She felt his massive sack swell and tighten even more as her body prepared to release a potent load. His scrotum pressed against her inner thighs and slapped against Natalia’s clit, providing the helpless woman with even more stimulation.

He could hear Natalia’s pink wet folds splashing moisture onto his front, tickling him as it rolled down their legs and dirtying the bedspread. Natalia's scent filled his nose with the sweet smell of sweat that reminded him of the days he had sex with a woman he loved years ago.

Natalia felt his well-endowed member throbbing, seemingly growing thicker again. Her nerves were blazing with energy, her spine-tingling with pleasure. She clenched her inner walls uncontrollably and started to press her hips back against him in a perfect rhythm willingly. The new motion added power, and her orgasm approached at an astonishing pace. Natalia’s fingers dug into the fresh sheets with her sharp nails ripping the fibers to shreds.

“That’s my girl! Let it out!” The dark plum-haired woman encouraged while licking her lips.

Much of her defeat, Natalia reluctantly lets out a monstrous lustful scream. Yet her voice was muffled as she buried her face on the bed. And then, on one particularly strong drive from his manhood, Natalia overwhelmingly orgasmed harder than ever before.

Her body started to tremble and shake as she panted loudly while riding out her orgasm. Gradually, the whole room faded away as she lost her senses, slipping out of consciousness. Everything was fading away. It was just her and the rapist that was still buried inside of her.

“Um, Natty, you’re not dead, are you?” the dark plum-haired woman lazily asked her violated wolf girl.

Natalia said nothing. Her bloodshot eyes stood widened with her jaw left agape. Not a scream or even a single shrill could escape past her full lips, only rapid panting and shuddering. A feeling of the incessant pounding in her vaginal walls by the massive shaft of her rapist who was having the time of his life. The monster-sized penis tugged and pulled on her defiled wet folds. This made the jackal kemonomimi grin.

He grunted and panted, matching her own as he lifted his hips up and down in rapid succession. Pinning her face down to the bed with one of his large hands now, with his enormous manhood pounding up in her creating a mixed sensation of pain and pleasure. She hated to admit it; she had grown docile now. Her buttocks jiggled with each pounding. Still, she had yet found the strength to scream or moan.

Out of some compassion, the dark plum-haired woman went over to the lifeless, limp body of Natalia and checked her pulse. Natalia was alive, and it was better than no response.

After her first orgasm, Natalia had lost track of time. Clearly, it was going to be another round of mental and emotional reconditioning after this horrific situation. But that was the point. In the eyes of the dark plum-haired woman, she wanted Natalia to remember this, but no one deserved to be brutally assaulted in this fashion.

The jackal kemonomimi’s rhythm grew more intense as his monstrous member pulsated. Natalia’s gentle folds that his massive member was drilling into became tighter as he grew more prominent. Natalia finally found the breath to scream and moan weakly as he finally climaxed inside of her tight womanly folds.

The two of them came to an abrupt halt as the demonic creature roared loudly like a lion, releasing a copious amount of his thick seed inside of Natalia’s womb. Grabbing her by the hair, he even reached under her neck and pulled on it, forcing her to choke and gag as the fifth orgasm nearly knocks her out.

Grinding inside of her slowly, he hungrily bit down on her trapezoid as Natalia gasped painfully, feeling his teeth sinking into her flesh. Her wolf ears can pick up the lustful beastly groans and grunts as he savors the moment of their guaranteed conception. The whole load that he pumped into her inner core spilled out, leaving a robust pool of semen.

After he finished, the satisfied he slowly pulled himself out and as he made a low pop sound came from Natalia’s velvet sex. A small bit of hot sperm shot from his manhood across her back and landed on the side of her face. It dripped down the side of her face and pooled at the entrance of her mouth.

As she came to senses minutes later, she slowly started sobbing uncontrollably again and shivering in pain. She even rolled up into a fetal position. Her days of innocence have long since been gone, as she had been taken down another notch.

“Looks like you need some vacation time on that squirrel girl’s couch,” the dark plum-haired woman noticed. Noticing the level of stress wearing down her emotional state.

Already, Natalia could feel herself crumble under the emotional weight. She did try to keep it together, but today was different. If this was a lesson, she had learned a very harsh one. If this was a test, she failed miserably. In the end, it didn’t even matter to her…

The smiling jackal kemonomimi walks up to Natalia’s face, holding his soaking wet well-endowed member in one hand and a paddle in the other. “It’s your choice to either clean me off like a good fucking mutt, or you get the paddle.”

Natalia, her beet-red face covered in tears, she laid on the bed in the fetal position, still trembling from the brutal experience. She may be worn down, but she wasn’t broken. In the act of defiance, she spits in his face. “FUCK YOU! I DON’T KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE, BUT I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN, AND I WILL KILL YOU FOR THIS!”

He, of course, let out a confident smirk as though he hoped she would say, “Don’t pretend you don’t know who I am.”

The jackal kemonomimi wiped the mess off his face and licked it. As clichéd as it was, he felt like a kid in a candy store. He can take all the confectionery is that he ever wanted without paying the consequences.

He walked back behind the Natalia and climbed back on the bed, “So, you really don’t know me. I find that hilarious…” the jackal kemonomimi mocked as he hoisted the confused Natalia up, sticking her ass in the air by her tail again and with her face down on the comforters.

Still, in a lot of pain and out of energy, Natalia breathed profoundly, embracing herself for the depression that quickly followed. The jackal kemonomimi started striking her ass with great force and prejudice.

Whack! Whack!

Still sore from a moment ago, she tried her hardest not to scream at the significant amount of pain she was being given. Each strike sounded like a gunshot, yet the feeling was harrowing. Natalia did her best to endure, but it was too much for her.

Whack! Whack!

“Please! No More!” She screamed, desperate to stop the pain she was willing to do anything.

“Still, don’t know me?” the jackal kemonomimi asked.

Natalia tried her hardest, not cry as she answered, “I… I don’t know you… Why are you--?”

Whack! Whack!

“I DON’T KNOW YOU!” Natalia pleaded.

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!

“I’LL SUCK YOU OFF!” That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. She had given in, and the hybrid stopped about his umpteenth paddling.

The jackal kemonomimi laughed at her pain, “YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE, BITCH! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP!” He demanded.

The frightened Natalia sobbed uncontrollably again as she braced herself for another series of spankings.

However, the jackal kemonomimi tossed the paddle aside and used his big burly hand instead, “You know who the fuck I am. And until you stop bullshitting me…”

Whack! Whack! Whack!

And as each hit, she cried out that she was sorry, over and over until he thought she was sincere. Sadly, for her, it wasn’t good enough. Finally, the dark plum-haired woman stepped in by grabbing him by the wrist, “Yeah, even I have my limits…”

This made the jackal kemonomimi a bit defiant as he jerked his wrist away from her grasp, “You wanted me to embrace my beastly nature, remember?! Now step aside, woman!” He threatened.

The dark plum-haired woman was somewhat amused by his newfound domineering attitude as she shot him a menacing glare, but this made the jackal kemonomimi chuckle.

After nearly a hundred spankings, Natalia’s buttocks had turned into a deep red with some blisters and noticeable handprints forming on each cheek. The jackal kemonomimi reveling in his handiwork had regained his erection. He walked back over to her front. With his erected member in one hand and her silver hair in the other, he asked her again.

“Clean me off or...” He was interrupted to find a demoralized Natalia immediately licking and sucking on his well-endowed member. This pleased the jackal kemonomimi enough to let out a laugh.

“Well, what do you know. You can follow instructions, after all!” The jackal kemonomimi openly mocked. “That’s what I always wanted to see from you, Natalia. Do what should come naturally to you and suck me off!”

Natalia caressed his balls as she licked the stem up and down, all the while sobbing in despair.

The dark plum-haired woman decided to give her mercy as she applied anesthetic ointment to her ass, “now you know how it feels to be taken violently by a hateful beast. Unlike you, but to no miracle, I enjoyed my time with mine…” she cooed.

The pain cooled, and she continued to sob while being forced, fed Alastair’s humongous manhood. Her throat bulging with each thrust. She calmly relaxed as the sedative did its job in cooling the pain. Though some stinging lingered, she felt a little more relaxed, at least.

She even administered an injection to Natalia’s left buttock containing more potent drugs. But none of that mattered to Natalia now, relenting her will to fight on as she drifted out of consciousness, Embracing the darkness.