"Heard you've been having some wolf problems," the hunter said as he doffed his broad-brimmed hat and stepped up onto the front porch.
    "Yes, you're the hunter we sent for?" Laurana said, clutching her nightgown close around her body.  
    "The one and only," the hunter said as he raked his eyes over Laurana's body.  Noting her damp skin beaded with water and her nightgown and robe sticking to her damp body.  "I would have been here earlier, but there were some delays."  The real hunter, he thought to himself.  Although that hunter would be spending his time drunk out of his mind with the best whores in Palanthas thanks to a few steel crossing his palm.
    "Then come in, I'd like you to start as soon as possible, the wolves have taken four cows already from the local farmers," Laurana said as she stepped back and motioned for the hunter to enter.  She noticed he had no horse, which explained why it had taken him an extra day to arrive.
    "Thank you kindly, my lady," he said as he stepped inside.


    Laurana stood stiffly as the hunter ripped her nightgown off her, the fine silk tearing easily under his hands.  She blushed and turned her head away as the men laughed and hooted at her bare flesh.  She flushed in anger as the hunter placed the leather collar around her neck and clipped a leash to it.
    "A bitch needs to have a leash on or she might get in trouble," he smirked at her and laughed at her anger.  "Now on all fours."
    "Never," Laurana hissed as she tried to cover herself with her hands, only to have the hunter swat her hands away.
    The hunter nodded at his men and the maids screamed as their clothes were torn roughly from their bodies.  Laurana stared daggers at the hunter as one of the maids was lifted up onto the kitchen table and her legs roughly spread.
    "Stop it!" Laurana yelled as she dropped to her knees. The hunter raised his hands and the men froze.  The room was quiet but for the whimpered sobs of the two maids, still held firmly by the men's hands.
    Laurana closed her eyes and tried to ignore the sick feeling of utter humiliation in her gut as she bent forward and placed her hands on the cold stone of the kitchen floor.  She gritted her teeth as the hunter walked around her, tugging on the leash to force her head up as he ran his gloved hand over her back and swatted her ass.
    "Very nice, I don't think we'll need much obediance training for this bitch, will we boys?" he said to an answering roar of laughter.  "Now, bitch, let's go for a walk."  He nodded at his men and the lifted the maids onto their shoulders and carried them kicking and screaming out the door and up the main staircase.
    "Don't you dare let your men-" Laurana said, to be cut off by a sharp jerk on the leash.
    "Don't try to tell me what to do, bitch," the hunter said with a grin.  "If you behave your maids will only be fucked senseless.  If you don't, well, they might end up like the cows that brought me here, understand?"
    "Yes," Laurana said in a whisper.
    "What was that?"
    "Yes!" Laurana said loudly.
    "Good," the hunter said.  "Now sit up."
    Laurana grudgingly moved onto her knees and stared up at the hunter.  Her eyes widened as she saw him open his breeches and she realized that she hadn't actually thought she'd be treated in the same way as the maids until this very moment.
    "No," she said, shaking her head.  "I won't do this."
    "Oh, but the bitch needs a treat for behaving," the hunter said with a leer as he pulled his immense cock out and stroked it with one hand.  It swelled to a greater size as he rubbed it against Laurana's disgusted face.  "Now open wide."
    "Damn you," she sobbed.  "I won't."
    "Don't make me force you," the hunter said.  "Or else your maids-"
    "Damn you," Laurana said again, but this time it was a mere whisper as she slowly opened her mouth.
    "Lick me."
    Laurana hesitated and then slowly leaned forward, her pink tongue extending out to lap at the head of the hunter's cock.  She grimaced in revulsion as it jerked under her tongue but she continued to slowly lap at it anyways.  
    "Now suck me," he said.
    Laurana closed her eyes, disgust welling within her as she opened her mouth as leaned closer.  "No, I can't!" she said at the last moment, jerking away and covering her eyes with her hands.  She heard the hunter sigh and then a hand tightened on her hair, tugging painfully on her as her head was dragged next to the hunter's crotch.
    "No!" she yelled again as he pried open her mouth with his other hand and forced his cock in.  Laurana gagged from the mere feeling of having a man's cock within her mouth and she screamed in horror.  But even as she tried to pull away, his hands were tightening on her head and his cock thrust forward into her mouth.
    Laurana began to sob, her hands beating on his thighs and stomach as he raped her mouth.  She gagged and jerked as his cock went into her throat and she looked up at him through the tangled mass of her golden hair to see him leering down at her.
    The sound of her gagging and sobbing was obscene to her ears as his cock rammed in and out of her throat, his grunts loud as he thrust faster and faster.  Laurana was sobbing, her hands clutching at his breeches as her mouth was violated.  Saliva dripped down the corners of her mouth as he pulled his cock back and she could feel it dripping down her chin onto her jiggling breasts.
    "That's good, real good," the hunter said with a smile as Laurana's muffled protestations filled the kitchen.  She was trying to say something, yell some defiance, and her tongue was sliding across the bottom of his cock as she tried.  
    Laurana's eyes were clenched shut to block out the sight of the hunter leering down at her as he violated her mouth and forced her to humiliate herself in his way.  But that couldn't block out the intense violation she felt as his cock passed between her soft lips, sliding across her tongue, and then down deep into her throat before pulling back again.
    The elf maiden's muffled sobs and soft gagging changed when she felt his cock stiffen and jerk.  She had done this for Tanis enough times to recognize the signs and the thought of this beast coming in her mouth was even more disgusting that Tanis wanting to.  But despite her increased struggles he continued to rape her mouth, his cock moving faster and faster as he fucked her mouth and violated her throat.
    With a grunt she felt his seed spurt out and fille her mouth and shoot down her throat.  She screamed around his cock and felt his come running out of her mouth and down her chin to splatter on the floor and on her golden skin.  
    Laurana sputtered and wiped her mouth, the taste of the hunter's seed filling her mouth as she sank back onto her legs and coughed.  She feared she'd never get the taste out of her mouth when his hand jerked her head back, his other hand aiming his spurting cock straight at her face.  
    Laurana made a sound of disgust and revulsion as his seed splattered across her lips and then her cheeks, a hot wad of come making her jerk back in horror before more of it shot across her forehead.  When he was finally done come was dripping from her shocked face.
    Laurana stared at the dripping cock still hanging in front of her face in mute amazement.  She might have sat there for hours but for the sharp and mocking laughter of the hunter at her expression.  That brought her back and she recoiled in disgust when she felt the hunter's seed covering her face and dripping onto her body.
    Laurana began to sob in humiliation, hot tears running down her face through the sticky globs of come.  She bent forward, wiping the come off and sobbing as she realized her hands were so sticky with it that she was merely spreading it around.
    "Very good," the hunter said as he took up her leash again.  "Let's go show you off to my men and then we can get down to the real fun."



    The upstairs parlor was a scene of horrors.  The two maids who lived in the mansion full-time were wearing only the shredded remains of their uniforms.  All Laurana could see of one maid was her thrashing legs as three men violated her at the same time.  One black leather shoe was still on as she thrashed and gagged as the men laughed and said how tight her holes were.
    The other maid was no luckier and her screaming was what Laurana had heard coming down the hallway.  The poor girl had been bent over the back of the couch and her arms had been stretched forward and down, her wrists tied to the couch legs by long lengths of rope.  A line of men stood behind her, waiting their turn to mount her.
    "No, please, not my arse!" the maid squealed as the latest rapist moved up behind her and thrust his cock into her, laughing as she squealed and jerked against the ropes.
    "Perhaps I'll let you get aquainted with the lads later," the hunter said as he jerked on Laurana's leash and tugged her towards the bedroom door, still crawling on all fours.  Laurana realized that she had been glad that the maids and men had been so occupied that they didn't see the come covering her face and sticking in her hair.  The realization of that thought sent a shock of guilt through her and bit her lip in horror and tried to stem further tears while the hunter laughed above her.


    Laurana blushed as she was led up onto her own bed, stark naked and totally exposed to the eyes of the hunter.  Someone, one of his men, had taken the mirror from over the mantle and had propped it up behind the headboard, forcing Laurana to look at her own wide-eyes and the come sticking to her face.  
    The hunter let the leash drop on the bed and Laurana watched in mounting horror as he stripped his clothes off.  And with each article of clothing he seemed to grow more monstrous, his face becoming that of a wolf's, fur growing from his body and curved claws growing from his hands.
    "No," she whispered as he leapt onto the bed, making the old bedframe creak as he settled behind her and took the leash up again.  "Oh gods, please no," she moaned, praying to every god she could think of as the hunter sniffed and shuffled behind her, his hands running across her body and chuckling as she flinched and shuddered in revulsion and humiliation.


    Laurana gasped, her mouth wide open as she panted in short, quick breaths.  She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth before her eyes shot open again at the touch of claws running down the curve of her spine.  They traced lazily along her skin, idly drawing circles with their cool, smooth, hardness.
    "You smell of sex, bitch," the hunter said as he continued to caress her skin.  She could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck as he bent his muzzle to her hair and sniffed loudly.  "I can tell you want me, tell that you want my cock in you."
    "No," moaned Laurana.  
    "Oh yes, you do," the hunter said and she could hear the predatory smile in his voice as he leaned back.  "I can smell the fear and I can smell the lust coming off your body like perfume on a fine Palanthas whore."  Laurana let out a little scream and flushed in humiliation as he ran a claw down between the perfect cheeks of her ass, the smooth curve of it rubbing against both her holes before tickling her nether lips.
    "No," Laurana moaned again and then shouted it as she could feel the unmistakable shape of a hot, stiff cock pressing against her nether lips.  "Oh gods, no!" she cried out and then let out a squeal as his head pushed against her lips, spreading their forcefully as he tugged on the leash and pulled her back towards him.
    Laurana tried to keep him out as she pulled against the collar and leash until her vision swam and she was gasping for breath.  But still he slowly pushed into her, laughing uproariously as she wriggled and squirmed trying to twist her hips away, trying to buck free the hand now firmly grasping her slender waist.
    "Say you're my bitch," the hunter said and he thrust hard, pulling her back with both hands to impale the elven princess on his cock.  
    Laurana screamed as she felt herself stretched around his cock, her breath catching in her throat with every inch that he penetrated her.  Her hands clutched at the fine cotton sheets, crumping them in her fists as her head was tugged back by the leash and she was forced to look into the mirror propped above the headboard.
    She could see herself, on all fours like a bitch in heat, her head back and her golden hair spilling down both shoulders to frame her hanging, full breasts quivering with each thrust and shaking as she twisted in the hunter's grasp.  Behind her, mounting her, she could see the hunter, his wolf head leering at her as he clenched the leash between his teeth and used both hands to jerk her onto his cock.
    The princess screamed again and squealed in abject horror and humiliation as she felt the cock slide deeper into her, further than any other cock had every been, she was sure.  Tears pooled in her eyes as she felt the hunter tense and then thrust forward, burying the full length of his cock in her tight, hot hole.  
    Laurana sobbed, tears starting to slip down her flushed cheeks as the hunter pulled her ass tight against his crotch, the fur ticking her bottom as he rested and savored the feeling of her tight walls clutching at him involuntarily and delighting in her moaning sobs and groaned pleas for mercy.
    "Please, please, no more, it's too much," Laurana moaned, her body quivering from the strain of fighting against the hunter.  She wanted to collapse forward, her arms and legs too weak to support her anymore.  But the collar and leash tugged on her neck and force her to keep her head up, forced her to look into the mirror and see her degradation and humiliation in its merciless silver surface.  "No," she whimpered as she felt his hands tighten around her waist.
    She screamed again as he pulled out of her, the momentary relief at no longer being stretched so cruelly overwhelmed by the absolute horror that he would soon be within her again.  Laurana closed her eyes and shook her head, screaming as he tightened his grip and plunged back into her.  
    This time it was one motion that filled her completely, cutting off her screams for a second as she gasped for air, her head back and her mouth hanging open, tears streaming down her cheeks.  And then she was crying out again as he began to pump in and out of her, relentlessly fucking her, taking her harder than she had ever been taken before.  
    Laurana's cries were punctuated by each thrust, her breasts bouncing forward as his crotch smacked against her ass.  She sobbed helplessly as he leaned forward, letting go of the leash and allowing her head to fall forward, her hair in a curtain blocking out the horrible sight in the mirror of her rape.
    "Nnnghh, nnoooaghhh!" Laurana choked out as she collapsed forward, her cheek against the sheets as the hunter leaned over her, his hands moving from her waist up the smooth skin of her taut belly to cup her full breasts.  He squeezed them hard with each thrust, matching the motions of his cock within her and grunting harshly in her ear.
    "You're going to be my bitch," he growled in her ear.  "I'm going to take you like this every," he punctuated his sentence with a thrust that made Laurana squeal and tear at the sheets with her hands, "single, night."
    "No," Laurana moaned as he licked tears from her cheek.  "No."
    "Oh yes," the hunter said as his thrusts sped up, his cock slamming into Laurana's stretched pussy as she lay with her ass high in the air and her face pressed into the bed.  "And after I'm done, I'll let the rest of the pack have you.  They'll take you in every hole at once."
    Laurana shuddered at the thought and then let out a gasp as the hunter pinched her nipples, making her squeal from the pain before letting go and continuing to grope her breasts.
    "A cock deep in your throat, another up your tight, tight cunt, and a third in your tigh arse," he grunted.  "That will be almost as good as fucking you myself," he roared and Laurana wailed with him, her head jerking up to stare wide-eyed into the mirror as he howled his conquest over her prone body.
    She saw herself, ass in the air, the werewolf mounting her sweat covered body like she was his bitch.  Which was what she was she realized with a choking sob as his hot seed flooded into her.  He pumped rapidly into her, spurting more seed into her until it dribbled down the insides of her thighs.  Then he pulled out and she saw his seed arcing through the air.
    Laurana winced and sobbed brokenly as she felt his seed splattering on her back and landing in her golden hair.  It dripped down her skin, tracing the curve of her body to run down her shaking breast and finally drop from her trembling body to stain the sheets below.  More of his seed splattered her ass and thighs as he jerked himself off onto her.
    "You're mine," he said in a completely satisfied voice as the last dribbles of come dropped onto her skin.  And Laurana knew he was right.




    Laurana slumped against the wall and managed to pull a chair close enough to collapse into it.  The footman's lance had proven to be quite effective against the werewolves, whether due to the quicksilver it had been forged from or the enchantments placed afterwards she didn't really care.  Blood spattered her gown but she didn't really care as she slumped in the chair and tried to figure out how to dispose of twelve werewolf bodies with maids that were still unconscious from the gang-fucking they had received during the night.