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   "Shut up over there!" I flinched fearfully and glanced over my shoulder. The boss was still screaming, but not at me. I sighed in relief and got back to my job.
   "Shh, it's alright." I whispered to the horse as I led them away from the water. The horse whinnied in defense, trying to turn his head back to the water trough. "No no no, it's time to load up."
   The horse huffed in defeat and didn't give me anymore trouble as I led him back to his harness. "Good boy." I whispered into the horse's ear, buckling the harness around him.
   Thunder was the only horse who ever gave me any trouble. The other three were already harnessed and ready to go, but Thunder was frustratingly difficult. I'd spent five minutes getting him away from the food, then another ten minutes getting him away from the water. Stubborn horse.
   "Could you stop fucking this shit up?" I glanced back over my shoulder. I could see the newest boy in our group struggling to pick up a bunch of dropped firewood. "Fuck it. Dustian!"
   I winced and walked over quickly, keeping my head down. He was about to shout again, so I quickly spoke up. "Sir?"
   He whirled around angrily, relaxing slightly when he saw me. "Have you finished with the horses?" He really meant Thunder, as I was the only person who could get him to cooperate, but he wouldn't say that out loud. It would give me too much credit.
   "All that's left is to check their hooves sir." He nodded in appreciation, gesturing to the wood piles.
   "Finish cleaning up this mess, then carry it to Cart 4." I nodded and he grabbed the boy's arm, dragging him towards his personal cart. I shuddered at the thought. He'd get whipped for a few minutes, but then he'd get a choice. He could continue to get whipped until the boss got tired, or he could get on his knees and make up for his failure.
   I had plenty of whip marks going down my back, and I'd given in to his demands several times. Each time was just as painful and rough as before. I shuddered again and quickly got to work gathering the wood. Better to not end up as the next person bring dragged to his cart.
   I hefted the wood onto my shoulder with little effort. Four years of hard work gives you some muscle after all. I carried it to the cart, then sighed in disappointment. I set the wood down and opened the door. These things weren't supposed to be shut. Which means someone didn't do their job right. Again.
   It was dark inside, which made me frown. The lanterns were supposed to stay lit while we were standing still. I searched around in the dark for a minute, searching for the lantern. "If I ever get my hands on whoever did this, I'm breaking their toes." I didn't say it to anyone in particular. It was really just my way of letting off some steam.
   I stepped further into the cart and then stopped as I felt a shiver run down my spine. Something was in here with me. Call it instinct, call it intuition, I don't care. I knew. I couldn't run. Someone else would just come in. I needed to get the light on. Then I could figure out what to do.
   I took another hesitant step and heard a low grumble. A growl. So it's probably a wolf. Great. I saw a flash of something big moving in the dark and I shuddered, stepping closer to it. The growl got louder, but I kept getting closer to it.
   The floor creaked under me, and that's when it attacked. It slammed into my chest, knocking me off my feet. Before I could cry out it was on top of me. It was bigger than any wolf I'd ever seen. Each of it's giant paws were almost as big as my head, and it's head was big enough to block my vision. Well, that and how close it was. I could clearly see into it's large, black eyes. They were pure in the sense that there would never be any lies there, that this creature had never tried to hide its feelings.
   It growled again, it's razor sharp teeth inches from my face. I took a deep breath to calm myself. "Shh, it's alright. I don't want to hurt you."
   The wolf's jaw snapped shut and it whimpered in confusion. I could work with this. "May I please get up? I promise I won't run."
   The wolf hesitantly backed off me, cocking it's head sideways curiously. I bit my lip and carefully reached out to it. It started growling again, but stopped when I started petting it.
   It started grinning. If wolves could grin at least, then that's what he'd be doing. He nuzzled my hand eagerly and I smiled. I think I made a friend.

   "Damnit Dustian!" I flinched in fear at the man in front of me.
   I didn't look up and felt his hand connect with my face. It took all my strength not to cry out. "I-I'm sorry sir."
   "I don't care. Sorry isn't going to replace the food you've been stealing. Now tell me what you did with it." My stomach dropped. I couldn't tell him that. It'd been a week since I found the wolf, and I'd had to feed him something. My dinner just hadn't been enough.
   "N-no."
   "No? Are you sure you wanna do this Dustian? I'm giving you a chance to save yourself." He was lying. We both knew he'd do what he wanted anyways.
   My voice came out as a whisper. "No."
   He growled and grabbed my arm, nearly yanking it out of place as he pulled me towards his cart. As we passed cart four, I almost thought about crying out for my friend. Then I thought against it. Too much risk.
   We stopped at the stairs to his cart and I heard him fumbling with the lock. We were inside almost as soon as it clicked. He pushed me and I stumbled forward, slamming into his desk. "Take your shirt off."
   I hesitated before slowly taking it off. I knew what he wanted next so I stood and put my hands on his desk, walking back until it was the only thing keeping me from falling forward. That's when the hits started.
   I bit my lip in pain at it. The second one was just as bad, only inches away from the first one. Then the third. Then the fourth. Then the fifth. Each one sent waves of pain throughout my body, and tears were welling in my eyes. I was tensed for the next hit, but it didn't come.
   "Turn around." I did as told, my back throbbing. He was smirking in satisfaction. "I don't care what you did with the food. It's gone now. But I will show mercy on you. If you're willing to work for forgiveness."
   I didn't say anything as I fell to my knees. I just wanted the pain to stop. He smirked again and quickly freed himself of his clothes, standing erect before me. I knew from experience not to keep him waiting, so I got right to work, taking as much in my mouth as I comfortably could.
   I kept my head moving constantly, trying to ignore the taste. I hated him. I hated him so much I almost wanted to bite his dick off. I felt a hand on the back of my head and tensed, just in time because he immediately started thrusting roughly into my mouth. I could only gag and pray he'd be done soon.
   After a few minutes he was, and he pulled out so the spray hit my face. I tried to get away from it but his hand stopped me. He finished quickly and I sighed. I was gonna kill him if I ever got the chance. I stood up, shaking. I moved to grab my shirt and he pushed me against the desk.
   I cried out and looked at him in fear. "What? You thought that was enough? You stole from me, didn't you?"
   I whimpered fearfully as he started trying to pull the rest of my clothes off and then I lost it. Not to him. I was not losing my virginity to him. I kicked him as hard as I could, and I heard a satisfying cry of pain as he crumbled behind me.
   I ran for the door, shaking it desperately when it wouldn't open. He'd locked it. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around in time for his fist to connect with the side of my head. I cried out and fell to the ground. He started repeatedly slamming his foot into me, hitting my stomach, my arms. My face.
   I screamed as loud as I could with each hit, trying to find something to do with the pain inside. I heard yelling on the other side of the door, but I ignored it. No one was coming to save me, so I might as well focus on this.
   He'd reared his foot back for another kick when the door above me exploded inward. Something dark slammed into him. Something large. They crashed into the table, my wolf growling angrily in his face.
   The wolf looked back at me, and I swear his eyes narrowed. I couldn't see myself, but I knew I looked pitiful. I was bleeding in my face, I probably had bruises up and down my body, and I think the whip might have given me a few more scars.
   He growled again and turned back to the man under him. He opened his mouth, but I weakly cried out to stop him. "N-n-no..."
   His jaw slammed shut and he growled before getting off him, walking over to me. He layed down next to me and tossed his head back. I hesitantly stood, using him to steady myself, then I clambered on his back. Even laying flat on his stomach, his back still reached past my stomach.
   Somehow I knew what he wanted so I pressed myself against his back, gripping his fur tightly. He looked over his shoulder once, almost like he was making sure I was safely holding on, and then I felt his powerful muscles tensing under me. We launched out of the cart, slamming into a group of people trying to charge it.
   He turned before they could recover and took off, carrying us both away from the camp. The ground passed by faster than I could see it, and when I glanced back I couldn't even see the lights of the camp anymore. He kept running though, obviously eager to put as much distance as he could between us and the camp. Between everything that had happened today and the warmth and comfort of his fur, I didn't notice I was falling asleep until it was too late, and I felt myself drifting off as he came to a slow stop.

   I woke up under a small lean-to, and I sat up in confusion. I looked around quickly but I couldn't see my wolf. I felt a surge of panic until I smelt food cooking.
   My confusion growing, I crawled out from under the lean-to. Just past it was a man sitting next to a fire, stirring a pot. He was shirtless, and beautiful. His muscles were finely honed and defined, so much that I almost wanted to drool looking at them. He had shortly cropped hair, and my eyes traced down his back. He even had a nice ass.
   He turned around and smiled. "You're awake!"
   I blushed and walked forward, sitting on the log across from him when he gestured. It was still light out, but I was thankful for the fire. It gave me an excuse for the heat in my face. "I was worried you might sleep a little longer. There's a town nearby that we can head to whenever you're ready to move."
   I nodded a little, eyeing the bubbling pot in front of me. I could smell all kinds of delicious things in it. Potatoes, carrots, and some kind of meat. Rabbit? "Hungry?"
   I nodded eagerly and he picked up a small bowl to his side, scooping some of the stew into it. I practically swallowed the whole thing in a single gulp. I finished it off with a satisfied sigh and then blushed darkly. "W-what?"
   He was staring at me intently, his eyes full of... I had no idea. But the closest thing I could think of was maybe compassion, except much more intense. Love maybe? "You're so beautiful." He replied curtly, smiling a little.
   My cheeks warmed further and I bit my lip. "Who are you?" I managed to get it out without stuttering. That's good.
   His eyes narrowed in confusion for a second before rising again in surprise. "I forgot. This is your first time seeing me in this form, isn't it?"
   Now it was my turn to be surprised. "Form?" He grinned, and I felt a pang of familiarity. It was very, very wolf-like. I stared at his eyes, and I nearly gasped. They were bottomless, dark voids that seemed so pure I wanted to melt. "Y-you're a..." I couldn't finish the sentence, my brain spiraling.
   "Werewolf. It's alright. I'm used to the shock." He smiled reassuringly and I felt my world go a little dizzy.
   His look of playful happiness turned to a worried grimace in microseconds, and he was at my side even faster then that. "I'm alright. I'm fine." I told him quietly, but he wrapped himself around me anyways. It was definitely comforting.
   I layed my head against his bare chest and sighed. Great. I'm smitten with a wolf whose name I don't even know. I didn't feel like asking yet either. It'd probably ruin the mood. And I really liked how his bare chest feels against my cheek. I really, really liked it. Maybe a bit too much.
   I shifted my thighs a little in discomfort, heat rushing to my face. He tensed nervously, and I heard him breathe deeply through the nose. "Oh."
   I glanced up, where he had a small hint of pink in his cheeks. He knew. Without warning, I crashed my lips against his, gripping his short hair with both my hands. He hesitated before giving into the kiss, pushing me to the ground and caging me under him.
   I moaned into his mouth as his tongue explored mine, his hands exploring my body. This felt good. God, it felt good. I felt his hands tugging at my clothes and I let him, wrapping my arms around his neck instead, deepening the kiss. Soon I felt air and the soft ground pressing against me and I finally broke the kiss, breathless.
   I wordlessly turned around onto my hands and knees, shaking my ass side to side. He growled at the challenge and I cried out in pain as he suddenly slammed all the way into me. He immediately whimpered and started licking my neck. "Fuck, I'm sorry. Are you okay?"
   I just nodded desperately, blinking my tears away. I was in the mood, and I was not about to let a little bit of pain stop me. "J-just keep moving. I'll be fine."
   He nodded against my neck and and started thrusting carefully, always making sure I was fine after each one. It was comforting at first, but as each thrust started feeling better and better, his voice got more and more annoying. "S-shut up and fuck me~" I moaned and he tensed, and I felt his smirk as he pressed his lips to the back of my neck.
   The next thrust was much harder, and each thrust after that came much faster. He'd gone from gentle lovemaking to animalistic sex in seconds, and I wasn't too far behind. I clawed at the ground, pushing my hips back to meet his thrusts. The noises coming out of my throat weren't human anymore.
   He flipped me over so I was on my back again and kept thrusting, biting down on my shoulder. I cried out and bit down on his neck, my arms trailing scratches down his back.
   My insides were a boiling mess, my ass feeling the worst of the heat. I loved it. I wanted it forever. I could feel a knot tightening in my stomach and I screamed as I came. Despite what I'd been forced to do so many times before, I'd never experienced cumming. There was never time to do it myself, and being caught masturbating was enough for a punishment, so I'd never done it. I regretted that now.
   My whole body lurched upwards as I did, and I swear my eyes started rolling back. I could feel myself tighten around him and he groaned. I felt a hard bump push into me and he moaned as he came, the warm sensation flooding into me.
   We both panted for a while and he tried to pull out. We both blushed darkly as we realized one eensy little problem. He had fucking knotted me, and now he was stuck. I was too tired to care, and for the second time I felt myself drifting off against his warmth.
   Just as I drifted away, I felt him press a gentle kiss against my cheek. "I'll protect you."

2969! I would like to thank write_this_time for inspiring this chapter, as well as the next two. I asked for ideas, and got met with mystical creatures. Next chapter will include something everyone seems to love around here.

Tentacles~
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