The painal continues

Of course, she tried desperately to back away, but couldn’t as I still held her sensitive tail firmly in my hand. She fruitlessly tried to kick at my strong legs, until I swatted her on the ass a few times, staining her cheeks a nice shade of red. Sadly, her ass was already contracting around my dick as much as it could from the pain she was in, so I didn’t feel anything from the spanking I gave her.

Well, time to fuck her then!

With long, deep thrust at first, savouring her delicious tightness for as long as it lasted. She cried the entire time, her tears pooling on the ground below her face, just like the pussyjuice below her cunt. She was a bred fucktoy, after all. Even pain she didn’t like made her only get wetter, to accommodate her master.

The guards made sure that the breeders given to us studs always had empty bowels and bladders so that they wouldn’t make a mess… I wondered if she would have pissed herself otherwise.

Eventually, I noticed that her ass wasn’t as tight as it used to be. My cock had stretched her rectal walls out, and her pained cries had a hint of pleasure in them. That was when I knew that I had to pick up the pace.

Instead of the long, deep thrust, I began thrusting her as hard and quickly as I could, quickly eliminating any hint of pleasure from her sounds. Mhhhh, that ass was tight! Anal was truly the best!

I reached for her collar with my free hand and **** her in an upright-kneeling position, her tiger ears directly in front of my fanged jaws.

“Enjoying yourself, whore?” I groaned into her ear.

It took her quite a while and numerous tries before she managed to answer.

“N-no…” she whimpered, barely audibly.

“Then why are you so wet between your legs? I bet you are secretly a painslut that only got mistakenly assigned as a breeder and love every second of this!” I hissed in her ear.

She only sobbed in response.

I shrugged and sank my sharp fangs into her sensitive ear (though without drawing blood) and enjoyed her screams that followed.

After a while, she actually adapted enough to feel pleasure through the pain again! If my ears were not lying to me, she was even closing in on a climax!

Not that I would allow a whore like her one… No, it was much better if she just continued suffering for my enjoyment, any pleasure of her own would taint the purity of her (unwilling) servitude. A denied little toy, that’s what she was destined to be. So I altered my thrusts and used my barbs to keep her from cumming as long as I could. Finally, I had no other way left than to withdraw my cock from her hole for a moment.

“Stay,” I told her as I roughly pushed her down again. Not that she could do otherwise, she had no resistance left in her.

I withdrew my dick completely from her ass, leaving it wide open and gaping, its rim swollen and red, but not bleeding or otherwise damaged. For a moment, I watched her asshole winking open and closed, though it never managed to close fully. Then, I thrust only my cockhead inside her, and moved pumped in a different direction every time, until it popped out, widening her gape. I repeated this until I was edging on an orgasm, and her gape couldn’t get any wider. She sobbed quietly the entire time, her voice to hoarse to scream or cry anymore.

With one final thrust, I entered her cunt, tearing her hymn apart and kissing her cervix. Her eyes and mouth shot open as she screamed silently, the pain of her torn hymn, the sudden penetration and me trying to penetrate her cervix.

It took a bit of probing and trying, but eventually, I managed to shove my cockhead past her cervix, right into her waiting womb. And just in time as I came too. She made a gurgling sound I couldn’t quite make sense of as I filled her to the brim with my cum, making her belly swell out a little as my knot formed and sealed her little pussy.

I took her collar and pulled her head up to me, my free hand caressing the lewd bulge my semen made in her abdomen, directly over the similar bulge of my cock.

“Feel that? That’s a knot, binding us together for some time so my seed can take root in your womb. You will definitely get pregnant from this, there is no way out.” I made a small thrust, causing her to tense as my knot pulled on her vaginal walls.

“And do you know something else? Tigers normally don’t have a knot… I am a dirty moggy; I have wolf DNA mixed in… The humans made a mistake, assigning me as a stud… You are pregnant with dirty little moggy kittens… or should I call them puppies?” I whispered into her ear, laughing cruelly as my lie made her go pale with fear.

The horrible fate she and her kittens would suffer when it was discovered that they were not valuable purebred tigers, but dirty moggies, was the last thing on her mind before she collapsed from pain and exhaustion.