Grab Donna for a little bit fun

You failed to suppress your urge and it overtook you instantly. There weren't many people on the street. Perfect.

You grabbed Donna from behind and covered her mouth, preventing her from alerting the public from afar. Before her struggle became more intense, you dragged her into the dark alley behind the cafe. There, no one would hear your naughty activities once she succumbed to you.

But she was a hard one to get. She kept struggling even though you were far stronger than her, and even tried to kick your manhood once, which provoked the beast inside you.

You ripped her collar apart to expose her shoulder, and bit down deeply, tearing the flesh with your sharpened canines. Her pupils dilated. Her terrified and painful scream didn't escape her mouth as you held her tightly. Fueled by the smell of her blood, you pressed your cheek against hers and growled in a low tone, exhaling enough pheromone for her to inhale. A few seconds later, everything went silent.

You released your grip and turned Donna around to admire her blushed face. Blood was slowly dripping down from her shoulder and she had succumbed to the pheromone.

"What did you... I... I feel..." Donna murmured as she began to rub her breasts. The light in her eyes disappeared, as did her will to fight.

"I need you, maid..." You gave her a wicked smile and reached your hands to the lower region.

"Of course... I am but to serve... What do you... need?" She looked at you with confusion and her legs trembling.

"Down here..." You unzipped your fly to free your erected manhood.

With a gaze from you, Donna submissively knelt down. She slowly leaned forward, and you could feel her soft breath caressing your throbbing member. You grabbed the back of her head, guided her movement until her lips reached your balls. You whipped your head backwards and let out a low groan as you began to enjoy her service.

Donna sucked back and forth, licking that huge shaft with her flexible tongue. She has totally lost herself. Her daily works were preparing meals and doing chores, not blowing dicks. She never knew that she was really good at this, that she would like this that much, that she would be enlightened by a stranger, a strong male like you. She smiled lustfully and went faster.

"Yes... Mm... You're doing good..." Your voice was much lower than usual. It wasn't you talking, but the beast.

You heard a giggle coming from her throat. You looked down at her, and she rolled up her eyes to meet your gaze. But your attention shifted quickly. The sight of two pairs of small, bleeding puncture wounds on her shoulder aroused you even more as your growled with a wicked smile.

"Get up." Your words were compelling, like an order from the Alpha to its subject.

Donna slowly retreated and gave the head of your manhood one last hard suck before she stood up.

"As... you wish..." She said in a shaking tone. Fully aware of what you wanted, she sat on top of the trash can behind her with her legs spread and took off her pants, revealing her flesh, juicy intimacy to you. She parted her labia with two fingers and crooked another one invitingly.

Exquisite... You didn't want to waste more time and approached her immediately. You held one hand behind her waist to steady her, and aligned your throbbing shaft with her warm entrance. You pushed it in slowly, enjoying the pressure of the wall and the moist surrounding your manhood.

Donna moaned breathlessly along with each inch of your progress. She wrapped her arms around your neck, and her legs around your hips, to hold you tightly. She rolled her eyes backward with her body trembling slightly, and smirked softly as she completely lost herself in the sensation of pleasure, which she had never experienced in the past 25 years of her life. She rested her head on your shoulder, and gasped as you started the real work.

The gentle breeze by your ear drove you even crazier. You pulled your manhood almost all the way out before thrusting back in hard. Each of your movement drew a lewd whimper from her parted lips. The sweet scent of her arousal drowned your head with growing lust. You grabbed her hip harder and thrust faster and deeper. The wet sound of your bodies slapping together, echoing in the quiet alley, made you more wild.

You leaned down and licked the blood off her shoulder, like a wolf treating the wounds of its companion. With each touch on the bite marks from your tongue, Donna's whole body shook and her cunt tightened around your shaft, sending waves of shuddering bliss through your body. The primitive hunger has consumed you completely as you let out a monstrous growl.

You kept drilling the glory hole until the heat accumulating in your lower part was about to erupt. You looked at Donna's dazed eyes and, with a final thrust, spilled your warm seed inside her with a satisfying moan. She was too exhausted to make a sound, but you could see the enjoyment on her blushed face.

You stayed pressed against her for a moment to catch your breath, before you pulled out. Beautiful... Simply beautiful... You took a few steps back to enjoy this masterpiece you just crafted.

Donna slumped limply against the wall behind her and looked up blankly with saliva dripping down her mouth and your cum leaking down from her cunt. Her clothes were totally a mess, and she didn't even care. The bite marks on her shoulder were starting to heal, but she hasn't barely recovered from the bliss you had bestowed her. She returned a smile and began to rub her breasts and moan again.

"Hey! What's going on here?"

You heard a male voice and turned around. Two police officers, a muscular man and a young woman with short brunette hair, had just followed the strange noise into the alley and found the two of you. Your fly was still open, and Donna's juice was still lingering on your dick. The female officer immediately turned away with a gasp.

"Oh my..." The male officer saw the blood on the shoulder of a ragged Donna, grabbed his taser and aimed at you, "Get on the ground, mister!"

Your mind was shrouded by lust. You growled with anger and charged at the police officers who had ruined your mood. Without any surprise, you were shot by the taser. It didn't stop you. Instead, the electricity running through your body made you experience an unimaginable pleasure.

You gave the male officer a weird smile and lunged at him, pinning him to the ground. He struggled with all his strength, but even with his strong arms, he couldn't outmatch you. You left a few scratches on his face and growled at him.

Suddenly, a deafening sound along with the smell of burning powder cleared your mind. You looked down in confusion. You saw a fired gun in the officer's hand, and a bleeding hole on the side of your stomach. You felt your head spinning as you fell to the ground.

"Hannah! Give me a handcuff and call an ambulance!" These were the last words you heard before you passed out from the pain.

You had no idea how long had passed when you regained consciousness. You were clearly alone in a jail cell at the local police station. With no window in the room and all your stuff taken away, you couldn't tell the time.

How did I end up here? What have I done? You asked yourself nervously. You couldn't remember what happened after you left the cafe.

You got up from the bed and noticed that your stomach was wrapped in bloodied bandages. What the hell? You carefully touched the area where the blood was, but you didn't feel any pain at all. Everything was so weird that you really needed a straight answer.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" You walked to the door and yelled aloud through the small window. The lights were on in the corridor, but no one answered.

Where is everyone? You wondered as you returned to the bed.

You tried hard to think, but you couldn't remember a thing. Fran must be worried, you leaned on the bed and sighed, but there was nothing you could do.

A strange hunger began to grow in your stomach. You didn't even know how long it have been since you last ate. But this felt different. You were salivating. Your body was urging you to feast, to devour any fresh meat you could lay your fingers on.

You closed your eyes, so that you could try to ignore it, and quickly got yourself lost in vivid, erotic dreams.