by Zoe Blake
“Lay down on the fur,” Grimm ordered as both he and Beo helped guide me down to a pelt blanket on the thatched floor.
The rest of the men gathered in a circle around me and kneeled on a fur of their own. Beo moved toward the outer circle and knelt like the others as Grimm positioned himself between my legs. Lifting my legs at the knees and spreading me wide, he made sure my pussy was on full display for not only him, but for every man around me. The position reminded me of women giving birth. The midwife would always spread the women as wide as their legs would go to make room for the baby coming. But I had no baby coming, and this position seemed unnecessary if they were all simply going to claim me again. I didn’t need to have my legs spread this wide to welcome the men and their cocks.
“It’s time we feast on something far better than that awful rabbit stew,” Grimm said as he lowered himself to where his face was only inches from my exposed sex. I tried to close my legs in embarrassment, but Grimm gripped tightly and held them in place. “No, Red. Keep your legs open wide, or we will be forced to spank them raw if you refuse. Every man wants to see your pussy as we each take turns licking you.”
I glanced at all the men in surprise. “Lick me?”
“Yes, Red. We plan to devour this pussy of yours with our tongues.”
“Tongues?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Each one of them?
“Oh yes. All the better to eat you with.”
Not wasting another moment, Grimm buried his face into the folds of my sex. The tip of his tongue circled around my sensitive bud and then dipped into the hole that had only been touched by finger or cock before. Unsure of the sensations, and feeling a strong sense of humiliation at having a man lick the most intimate part of my body, I tried to close my legs again.
Grimm looked up from his eating, and said, “I warned you.” He then slapped each side of my inner thighs harshly. The biting sting had me crying out, but also spreading my legs as wide as they were before. “Don’t make me spank these creamy and delicious thighs again.”
He continued on with the licking, tasting every inch of my pussy. I shouldn’t have liked such a wicked act, but I did. I couldn’t help the fact that I did. With every flick of his tongue, I began meeting his mouth by raising my hips slightly. I wanted more. I desperately wanted more.
“Take your last lick, Grimm. The rest of us are anxious to take a taste of that feast as well,” Helm said as I saw him crawling toward me.
With a deep growl, Grimm swiped his tongue from the bottom of my pussy, all the way to the top and then sat up. He looked at me with a devilish grin as he wiped his mouth and crawled back to join the others in the circle.
Helm positioned himself where Grimm had just been. As a preemptive warning, he swatted the inside of my thighs. “Keep these open nice and wide for me. It’s my turn to take a taste.”
Just as Grimm had done, Helm placed his lips on my pussy and began licking and kissing a trail over every inch of silken flesh. A deep inferno ignited inside of me, and I couldn’t resist arching my back and moaning as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me.
Before the last wave of pleasure could vanish, Helm moved out of the way for Rood. His act was no different from the others as he lapped at my juices like he was forever parched, never to have his thirst quenched. He darted his tongue into my opening in a rhythmic motion that had me thrusting my hips up and down in the same cadence. The intensity of nonstop attention to my quivering pussy was almost becoming too much to bear. My moans were slowly morphing into screams that bounced off the rock walls as my pleasure grew to epic proportions.
Canis was next as he spread my legs even wider and then put his hand under my ass, lifting me slightly. With my bottom upturned at an angle, Canis decided to not only lick my pussy, but to move his tongue to my tight puckered hole. Circling my anus in wicked and taboo little swirls, was my undoing. I screamed out and allowed another surge of electricity to sizzle through my core. The intensity of the pulsating waves forced me to try to close my legs to alleviate some of the feelings in fear that I could truly pass out from too much pleasure. The act had consequences, however, because Canis spread my thighs again and delivered a volley of spanks on each thigh as I cried out, but also whimpered in delight. My body hungered for the pain to offset all the intense pleasure that was flooding in. I welcomed the searing heat with every delivered slap of Canis’ hand.
“Keep those legs open. There’s still one more who wants a chance to lap at this pussy of yours,” Canis said as he moved out of the way and Beo moved in.
“The last taste is always the best,” Beo growled as he lowered his head to my throbbing mound.
But instead of licking right away as the others had done, Beo began to nibble all around the sensitive flesh. I bucked and hissed as the tantalizing pain gave me the much needed change I had been wanting.
When my hips raised too high, Beo swatted my mound hard. “Remain still, my Red. It would be a shame to spank this pussy of yours raw.”
Juices uncontrollably squirted from my body and covered Beo’s face as he chuckled and raised his head enough to wipe at the moisture.
“Such a dirty girl you are. I see you like pain just as much as pleasure.”
He went back to his work at devouring my pussy completely. With every bite he gave, he followed with a lick. Bite, lick, bite, lick. It all became so intense that I screamed out again. Beads of sweat trickled down my back, as I stared up at the ceiling of the cave and finally released a howl almost as primal and animalistic as the ones belonging to the wolves.
“Yes, there’s our girl,” Beo praised. “Her body responds so well to us.”
“Yes,” I heard them all agree. Though at this point, their voices all seemed to blend together.
My legs collapsed and I could do nothing more than lie on my back panting for air. Every single muscle in my body felt as if it had been worked to the extreme even though I had done nothing but lie in the same place the entire time. I couldn’t move, nor was I even going to try. Fortunately, I didn’t have to because I felt the weight of a fur being placed over my quivering body. A cup of water was brought to my lips as the back of my head was lifted to aid me in drinking. A gentle kiss was placed on the top of my head. I closed my eyes as I could hear and feel the men circling around me to sleep. Each one of them moved in close, and I could feel a part of their bodies touching mine. I was cocooned with them, safe, protected, forever part of their pack.
Part of their pack.
I would never leave them. Never. I wanted to feel this way for the rest of eternity.
I drifted off to sleep as I heard them all talking softly to each other. Their low voices acted as a soft lullaby as my satiated body succumbed to complete darkness.
9
I watched them all sleep. Each one of them. Grimm, Helm, Rood, Canis, and Beo. My wolves. Yes, they were mine. I couldn’t allow this injustice to continue. Something had to be done. They deserved so much more than sleeping on the floor in a dank cave, cast out from society.
Trying to reach the village yesterday was foolish and had warranted me a punishment I wouldn’t soon forget, but if I had to do it all over again, I would. Maybe the men had accepted their fates, but I could not. Though after truly considering it, I understood there really wasn’t anything the villagers could do.
But what about the forest witch?
The men had said it themselves; she was powerful enough to break the curse. And though the men felt a duty to protect the village from the dark force and didn’t want to curse any others to become wolves, I truly believed that something could be done. There had to be another way to fight off the dark force. If the forest witch was so powerful, then why couldn’t she destroy the dark force herself?
Knowing I would surely suffer the consequences when the men woke from their slumber to find me gone again, I decided it was a sacrifice I was willing to make.
Tiptoeing out of the cave, I took off into a sprint the minute I was a few ya
rds away. If the men did wake up, I wanted to be far gone. I was fairly certain I knew where the waterfalls the men spoke of were, and finding a glen would be easy enough once there. If I ran quick enough, I would surely be there before dawn. And hopefully, my fast running would keep the dark force at bay. But even if I were to perish by the dark force, at least I would die trying to protect the men I had grown to…love.
It was harder to navigate through the forest without the full morning light to guide the way. I would stop occasionally to listen for any sound of immense running water. I felt that the waterfalls would be easy to find on sound alone.
After running for awhile, feeling uncertain I was even running in the right direction, I paused to catch my breath. I remained as still as I could, straining to hear if there was any sign of a waterfall nearby. The sound of movement in the distance had me turning to see what had caused it. The dark force. The dark force had found me and would finish off what they had intended to do to begin with. Only this time, it wouldn’t be weak from recently losing a battle with the wolves. I closed my eyes and waited for the stench and the hissing sound to commence, but was surprised when I heard something entirely different.
“She’s over here,” a voice called out. “I see her over here.” Rood emerged from the forest with fury in his eyes.
The rest of the men quickly joined him with just as much anger sizzling around them. For a moment, I actually wished for the dark force. At least then, my pain would be quick. By the looks of these men, mercy was not in my future.
“What part of do not leave the den do you not understand?” Grimm hissed between clenched teeth.
Each man walked slowly toward me, and for a split second, I considered running. The fact that I knew they would catch me if I even tried, and that it would only make my situation worse, kept my feet rooted in place.
“I’m sorry,” I said as they all finally reached me and glared at me with such venom in their expressions. I hated seeing them all this mad. No, they were beyond mad. They were furious.
“You better have a good answer as to why you would leave us again, because I am doing everything I can to not whip off my belt and give you a real whipping you will never forget,” Canis said as his voice deepened with every syllable he spoke.
I opened my mouth to speak, but fear paralyzed my vocal chords.
“Speak!” Helm demanded, moving forward and taking hold of my arm and shaking me slightly. “What reason do you have for running off again into the woods while we slept? Why would you do such a thing?”
“Had I not taught you a lesson the first time?” Beo asked. “I obviously was not harsh enough to get my point across.”
“I…” Swallowing hard, and trying to not focus on any of their eyes, I stuttered out an excuse the best I could. “I…I left to find the…forest witch. I know you all said no, but you all have to understand that though you may have accepted your fates, I have not! I don’t want to give up. I don’t want you all to forever be cursed. Maybe you all can accept defeat, but I can’t!”
“It’s not admitting defeat,” Grimm shot back.
“But it is! You all claim to be mighty warriors, and you are in fighting the dark force. But you all have lost the battle with fate. Why can’t you fight with the same level of ferocity when it comes to you as you do when it comes to others?”
“We don’t expect you to understand,” Beo said. “But we do expect obedience when we issue an order. A direct order.”
“But you can’t expect me to—”
“What we expect is to be obeyed,” Rood nearly growled out. “We expect submission. Especially when your life is at stake.”
“Yes, that is exactly what we need to teach you,” Grimm said, looking at each of the men as if they were silently discussing my upcoming punishment with their eyes and expressions only. “Submission. It’s about time we truly teach you what submission is all about.”
Helm—whose hand was still wrapped around my arm—pushed me down to the ground. “Kneel.”
Yanking me back up, he said, “Wait. Remove all of your clothes first.”
Glancing quickly at the other men, but already knowing there would be no forgiveness from any of them until I paid for my crime, I quickly shed my clothes and cast them to the side. Helm then grabbed me by the arm and pushed me toward the ground.
I kneeled before him, and watched him move the draped fur covering his already hard cock. I had been in this position before and already knew what would be expected of me.
“Shouldn’t we beat her first?” Beo asked. “I’m not sure this idea is severe enough for her to truly learn her lesson.”
“She likes pain. It makes her little cunt wet,” Canis said. “But shame…shame and humiliation will give her the submission we want to teach.”
As Helm pressed his cock into my mouth, I heard Grimm say, “Make quick work of it men. I don’t want to be here for much longer. I’m not in the mood for a battle with the dark force nor an encounter with the forest witch.”
Helm did exactly that. In and out, he thrust his cock into my mouth. He didn’t pause in the slightest when I gagged as the head of his dick pressed against the back of my throat. With aggressive thrusts, he released a growl as he pulled out and released his seed on my neck. I looked down and went to wipe off the milky liquid, but he was quick to grab my hand.
“No,” he said. “You will wear my seed for the rest of the day. Naked. You will wear all of our seed and feel the shame of your actions. Let this be a reminder of how remorseful you should be.”
Beo approached next and repeated the exact same actions as Helm, forcibly jamming his dick in and out of my mouth until he too spewed next to Helm’s cum.
Each man took his turn, and one by one released his cum upon me next to where the previous man’s seed had been deposited. They had formed a necklace of sorts with their semen, and with every expel, I did feel shame. I did feel humiliation. But more importantly, I did feel submissive as they had hoped would be the outcome.
Kneeling in the dirt, soiled with their bodily fluid, I licked my bruised lips caused from the claiming of my face and whispered, “I’m sorry. I truly am. I want to help so desperately.”
Rood surprised me when he knelt down in front of me and held my chin in his hand. “We can’t allow you to risk your life for us, Red. Our job is to protect. Not to harm.”
“We’ve been selfish in keeping you,” Canis said. “The sacrifice of you from the village was far more than we could have ever expected, but still…” he walked behind me and helped me to stand.
I reached down for my clothing, and Helm stopped me and grabbed them himself. “Like I said. You will remain naked the remainder of the day with only our seed hardening on you as a reminder of how you should submit and obey. It is for your own good that you do so. We only ask what we feel will protect you.”
“But what if we can’t truly protect her any longer?” Canis asked. When all the men scowled at him, Canis added, “I’m only speaking what we have all been thinking.”
“Let’s get back to the camp,” Grimm said. “We have some serious decisions to make that have been long overdue. But I would rather have the conversation where we can have Red safe and protected in the confines of the cave.”
We began the walk back to the camp. Cum dripped down my throat, my collarbone, and covered my hardened nipples. My pussy ached, and it dawned on me that maybe they were right. Maybe I did like pain. Maybe I did like punishment. I most certainly felt a sense of loss that no whipping, no spanking, no aggressive fucking was my penance. Out of all the discipline encountered up to this point, this one was truly the worse. But as I looked at my men with submission in my heart, I also knew it very well may have had the greatest effect. I loved these men. But it was my duty to also learn how to submit and obey. It would be the only way to survive this forest and keep the dark force from claiming me as its victim.
10
“Red, we are sending you back to your village,” said Canis
as he knelt before me, my hands in his.
“No. I want to stay here with all of you. There is nothing for me there.”
“You don’t belong here. You need to return to the humans,” reasoned Beo.
“Humans? You five have shown me more attention and care than any of the humans in that village.”
“We have decided.” Rood, who rarely spoke, wouldn’t meet my eyes.
“What about the blood moon vow? No sacrifice has ever returned to the village. It has always been assumed that you…that you kept them until…” I couldn’t finish. I realized that the stories told to me as a child about the wolves were just that…stories. Fairytales with no basis in realty. They were not bloodthirsty beasts devouring the sacrifice the moment they crossed the clearing. “What really happened to each sacrifice?”
Helm smiled mischievously. “They were led to the edge of the realm and told to start a new life elsewhere. We couldn’t have them returning to the village spreading tales. It served our purposes to have the villagers fear us.”
“So you never killed them?”
“No.”
“But you said they all were men, I’m the first…female.”
“Yes, you are special to us, which is why we are allowing you to return to the village,” responded Canis.
“I’m also the first and only one to see you in your true forms. That must mean something. A sign!” I shouted, remembering their reactions when I’d first arrived at the den. “Yes, you said yourselves, I must be a sign.”
All five men just shook their heads.
The decision had been made.
They were sending me away. Back to the village.
“When?” I asked defeated.
“Tomorrow.”
“So soon?”
“Although we cannot know for certain, the forest witch once said that if any human were to linger too long among the wolves, they themselves would become enchanted. The moon is shining brightly tonight. Soon it will be full which means you have already been with us for too long. You must leave tomorrow. For your own sake,” explained Grimm.
