Slave to a werewolf - Part 1
Tags: >!Sexual slavery, slow burn, cozy, outfit control, DDLG, facial, cum swallowing, humiliating, ass slapping, dominant monster, werewolf!<
All characters involved are 18 or older.
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Gentle sunrays kissed Gina awake in her kennel. The young girl had rolled up in her cage among cushions and unwashed shirts of her owner, so she could take in his musky scent. She yawned and stretched, then felt her heart jump at the sound of a proper bed creaking.
Gina tried to hide her excitement, pretending to still be asleep as she heard him approach with heavy steps and groggy growls. Then a huge paw reached for the kennel. Keys rustled as he opened the little gate for her.
“Gina, come out,” he called her with a deep, husky voice, reverberating through the room.
The girl yawned. “Yes master,” she slowly crawled out of her kennel. Cold morning air kissed her skin and she could already feel her master’s eyes all over her naked body.
A slim girl with a fat ass, modest breasts and hip long, dark brown hair. Master had chosen her for good reason. And she looked up to him, Gina already got giddy herself. He had trained her for a little morning ritual.
At 163cm, Gina was not that small, yet still dwarfed by her master Zalkan. A huge werewolf, ten years older than Gina, 252cm tall with deep black fur and piercing red eyes. He had an incredibly tough and muscular build, each ab bigger than Gina’s hand, biceps almost twice the size of her head, dummy thick thighs to match and pinkish red battle scars in several places. Three ran across the left side of his face, one over his right chest and shoulder, another one over his left forearms.
And at the height of her neck was his morning boner. Red and veiny, easily the size of Gina’s forearm, but thicker, with a fat knot at the base and connected to two huge, black leathery balls. Gina did not need a command to open her mouth. She already bent forward, eagerly waiting for permission to suck it.
“What a good girl you are,” Zalkan patted her on the head. “Begin!”
Gina grasped his cock with both hands, raising the shaft up to her mouth. She placed her lips around his tip, stretching her tongue into his urethra to lick up the precum. Then she gently pressed her little fingers into that red monster, massaging him.
Zalkan let out a deep, gravely moan as she squeezed out more precum and slurped it down with a loud gulp. Then she opened her mouth wider and pressed her head against his member. She felt his veins on her tongue, shaft pressing down her throat as she slowly swallowed it.
Gina placed both hands on Zalkan’s balls, arms shaking as she lifted them up. They were so heavy with cum and she could feel them pumping already in her hands as she massaged them with her fingers. Gina pressed her lips against his knot, feeling it swell against her face. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t open her mouth wide enough to swallow it too.
Then she moved her head backwards again, letting those pulsing veins slide across her tongue once more until she could tingle his urethra with her tongue. Zalkan let out a deep, lustful growl. Gina moved her head forwards, letting it slide down her throat, then back again, tightly closing her lips around his pulsing shaft.
She placed her tongue right before his tip, then gently squeezed his balls and soon, Zalkan shot his load into her mouth. Gina felt his balls pumping hard in her hands. She moaned, loudly gulping her hot and tasty breakfast down. She pressed her lips so tightly around his shaft that nothing was lost.
Then Gina knelt down, still keeping the red member in her mouth. She put her hands on his cock again, reached into his urethra with her tongue and let gravity help as she squeezed out the last drops of cum. She gulped it all down, finally letting his shaft go with a loud gulp. Then she cleaned his tip with her tongue while the master patted her on the head.
“Good girl, well done. Now go to the bathroom and come back when you’re done. I’ll get you dressed.”
“Yes, Master."
*WHACK*
Just as Gina turned around, he slapped her ass with his palm. The girl squeaked loudly, drops from her pussy falling on the floor as she jumped. Zalkan let out a dirty snicker at the sight of her trembling little body, then pointed at the floor.
Gina saw the drops of her own juices. She immediately got on her knees and licked them all off the squeaky clean floor with her tongue, stretching up her ass to show that reddish bruise while more of her juices fell on the floor. It took a bit to lick it all up.
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When Gina came back, she was still naked with messy hair while her owner had put gray pants and a white cotton shirt with rolled up sleeves. She stood in the middle of the bedroom, upright with her tits and pussy on display while he looked through the closet for something for her to wear.
“You haven’t worn the Tracer costume yet,” he noted.
“I am sure, Master will appreciate my ass in it,” she chirped, turning around and stretching out her bottom to prove.
Zalkan’s ears slightly drooped at the sight. Gina even heard a bit of a growl. “Alright then, turn around,” he ordered, holding a skin tight orange onesie and a brown flight jacket in his claws. Both of them looked tiny next to him.
He opened the zipper on the onesie’s back and held it open before Gina, so she could slip in with her feet. “Do I get no underwear?” she asked, looking at him with big eyes.
“It would only get in the way,” Zalkan replied in an extra raspy tone, looking her right in the eyes as he added. “You’re gonna get my puppies today.”
Gina’s face went deep red. Master must have smelled her ovulation. She submissively averted her gaze and raised one leg to put her feet into the onesie. Zalkan needed to pull it over her leg with how tight it was and Gina felt a shudder every time his black fur touched her pale skin. Then the second leg and all she needed to do was stand still as Master got her dressed.
He grabbed her wrists to put them each in the right sleeve, then pulled the onesie up until the high collar reached all the way up to her throat. “Turn around,” he ordered and Gina obeyed. He wrapped one of his huge hands around her thigh, index finger pressing against her pussy as he closed the zipper.
Gina shuddered at the touch, feeling the onesie tightening around her, squeezing her young body while Zalkan circled his finger around her pussy. It almost felt like there was nothing at all between his claw and her folds. Gina let out a slight moan as he closed the zipper. That collar was so tight, it choked her just a little bit.
Then he let go of Gina’s body, taking the flight jacket. Gina let out a slight whimper.
“Spin around,” he ordered and Gina obeyed. The onesie fit nice and snugly on her body, highlighting all the best spots. It was so tight, one could even see the imprints of Gina’s folds.
Zalkan chuckled, “I can never let you run around outside in that.”
“I am sure, Master would defend his property if anyone dared to touch me,” Gina chirped at him, both arms innocently behind her back.
“I won’t even let it come this far,” Zalkan growled.
He reached for Gina’s wrist to place her hand in the correct sleeve and put that flight jacket onto her. He closed the zipper, again slightly squeezing her body as the jacket was also a bit tight. Only a few more adjustments. He folded up her cuffs, fixed everything in the right place and Gina almost looked like Tracer, except for the warm socks with rubber pads he put on her feet.
She got a warm fuzzy feeling as those huge paws touched her everywhere. Once done with her clothes, Zalkan turned her around facing the bathroom and placed a paw on her back to lead her there. In the bathroom, he placed her on a stool, brushed Gina’s hair and tied it to a long pony tail.
“Get up and spin around.” he ordered her to see his little dress up doll in all her glory.
“What a beautiful girl you are,” he growled. “I’ll have fun breeding you later. Now go make breakfast number 5.”
“Yes, Master,” with those words, Gina giddily walked off.
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Thank you for reading. This story is set in the wonderful world of Pasiphae. Part 2 is here.