Corrective action



       —Wherever you are taking me, mom. I am not changing my mind. —Octavia crossed her arms—.
       —We’ll see about that…
       Through the streets of gluttony, a car drove by. Inside were Stella and Octavia of the Goetia family, one of the many powerful families of hell. The sole act of being seen was enough reason to cause a ruckus, as it was expected from them to only deal with the highest spheres and in the most private of manners, as such, to be seen with any commoner; or amongst them unless absolutely necessary, was unheard of.
       This is one of many things Stella constantly meant to instruct her daughter, Octavia –who was constantly getting caught dealing with regular people much against her mother’s wishes.
       This; among other things unbecoming of a Goetia, eventually fed Stella up to a breaking point.
       It was clear no amount of scolding or screaming were going to get Octavia to behave, as such, more extreme methods were required –but nothing could prepare the young girl for what was about to happen to her today.
       
       ***
       
       —We’re here.
       Eventually, Stella parked the car in front of an old building. It was in the middle of nowhere and it looked abandoned, and so did the neighbourhood that surrounded it. It gave Octavia an eerie feeling just by looking around. Wherever this was, it was secluded and probably dangerous.
       —We’re here, where? —Octavia asked, rebellious—.
       —Well, since you refuse to adhere to your royal duties, and love being around the commoners, I’ve decided to let you live amongst them. —Stella was taking off her seatbelt delicately—. Maybe this will give you some perspective to what you have.
       —Fine, if that means not dealing with you anymore. —Octavia stepped out of the car—.
       —I would pick those words more carefully if I were you. —Stella followed suit—.
       And while Octavia wasn’t looking, Stella used her magic prowess to force open the door. It was obvious they were not expected there, nor welcomed, but Stella’s evil grin was clue enough to figure out that this did not matter.
       —Welcome to your new home. —She continued, mocking Octavia with her tone—.
       Surprisingly, Octavia did as she was told for the first time ever and welcomed herself inside –just to prove a point to her mother that she was not afraid of her nor her actions, but as she walked in; the eerie sensations from earlier only got worse from there on out, trying to warn her of the danger to come.
       Looking around, the inside was even worse than the outside: rubbish everywhere, stains all over the floor and walls and many hideous scents that would burn anyone’s nose in an instant. Windows were missing, others covered with plywood, it was like a haunted manor but in a much smaller scale.
       Every room you looked at was like witnessing a crime scene over and over again, and this was just the first floor.
       It was getting to a point in which Octavia was convinced the whole point of being there was to scare her shitless, and not really to show her an actual “new home”.
       —Ok, mom. I get it, the lower-class lives like shit. —Octavia’s voice was still defiant, but you could sense how it was starting to crack—. Was this your grandiose idea all this time?
       —Foolish child, this is just the start..
       That being said, Stella placed her palm over Octavia’s shoulder, and once more she employed her dark magic tricks.
       It was like being burned from the inside for the poor princess, a loud scream left her lungs as she felt to her knees due to her body weakening at a rapid pace as the pain subsided.
       —Argh! —Octavia agonized in pain—. What the fuck! The fuck did you do, mom?!
       —It’s pretty simple, my dear Octavia. —Stella’s voice dried out of all emotions—. If you so desperately wish to be part of the filth, then part of the filth you will be.
       Octavia tried to get up, but not a single muscle answered the call. It wasn’t paralysis yet she was frozen like a stone.
       —Don’t even try it. —Stella continued—. You see, plebeians are meant to follow orders. So, when one says.. stand…
       And like clockwork, Octavia stood up against her will.
       —… they must stand. Pretty simple, right? So, when we say sit-
       Once again, Octavia moved against her will, sitting on the floor.
       —Yeah, then all I have to do is tell dad and you’re fucked. —Octavia replied, her voice fuelled by anger—.
       —That is.. if you survive, of course.
       —The fuck does that mean?
       —Well, if you paid attention to your teachers you would know that as of late, gluttony has had a.. hellhound problem. —Stella began to walk around Octavia in circles—. Too many offsprings left without parents, using abandoned places like these to hide…
       —So, your plan is to kill me. Then what?
       —Kill you? As if I had such mercy…
       With nothing more to be said, Stella laughed her way outside, leaving Octavia behind –sitting on the floor as her body waited for new orders.
       At first, she was sure Stella was bluffing and would wait outside this whole time –expecting Octavia to apologize for her behaviour –until the sound of the car’s engine disclosed the reality of her punishment as she was being left behind.
       For the next couple of hours, Octavia wondered if she could somehow break Stella’s spell. She gave herself the order to get out, to stand up or to walk –none worked. Next she cried for help, but only the echo of her voice answered the call.
       In the end as Stella predicted, sounds of someone walking in became apparent. Too many steps to count and many voices to tell apart. It was a pack of young hellhound cubs making their way inside.
       Octavia’s first assumptions were that, amongst them, one had to be the alpha. If she could convince him to let her go –then she could at least get out and portal her way back home to safety.
       —Intruder! —One of the voices shouts—.
       Looking behind her, one of the cubs is pointing at Octavia, quickly calling on the rest –until a total of five little hellhound cubs were now gathered at the door. All of them ready to attack.
       —Wait, look! She’s not moving. —The second cub pointed out—.
       —Aren’t you afraid of us? —The third one mocked her—.
       The fourth one approached her to have a better look.
       —She’s a girl, too! —He signalled as he pulled Octavia’s tail up, showing no bulge—.
       —H-Hey! Let that go! —She ordered to no avail—. Why don’t you just order me to leave? Uh?
       Octavia tried to sound friendly, but her fear was getting the best of her and her voice cracked at every turn while all five cubs surrounded her.
       —She wants orders. —The fourth—.
       —Or what? —The fifth bumped in—.
       —O-or nothing! —Octavia’s smile trembled—. I’m sure you just want me out of here, anyways. Right?
       But with no warning or build up, all five hellhound cubs began to undress what little clothes they had, continued by rapid masturbation of the tip of their penises. Octavia’s white face turned to an even whiter pale.
       —Maybe we don’t. —The fifth cub continued, clearly the leader of the pack as others lead way to him—.
       —N-No, please. Please, wa-IT! —Octavia screamed, feeling something touch her ass—.
       The first hellhound was already hands deep touching her buttocks, showing others how stretchy it was as he tried to spread her ass cheeks.
       —I’ll do anything! Just please, don’t! —Octavia bargained immediately—.
       —Then, shut up! —The fifth ordered her—.
       As expected, the seal closed her mouth shot, now the only sound that came out was mumbled noises and her whimpers –getting louder as she could feel the first and second cub pull down her pants, along with her underwear –exposing her pussy and ass to them.
       The first then immediately launched his face to it, eating her out as he licked it over and over, masturbating himself violently once more.
       Octavia blushed, she had never realized how sensitive her body was until now, and that feeling disgust her, but with no way to talk, and no way to move, her only way to express was through the tears leaving her eyes.
       The second cub quickly tried to get a taste as well, but he was already being pushed out by the third, who in turn was being pushed away by the fourth –the only one getting through being the fifth once more.
       Being the biggest of the five meant he was able to lick her pussy, but her anus as well. The warmth of his breath crashing into both causing Octavia’s body to flinch. Her legs to struggle and her tears to pour. Now she understood what Stella meant by being able to survive.
       —Fucking.. fuck! —The fifth cub complained—.
       Octavia was proving to be too tall for them, so when he tried to mount her; it was obvious he could not reach her out.
       —Lower your butt! —He ordered—.
       Everyone was shocked at how her body obeyed instantly, they still couldn’t figure out that something was forcing her to obey –but they didn’t care either.
       All left for her was to feel the little hellhound climb her up and his cock reach her butt.
       After all, these were cubs, they couldn’t tell which hole to fuck, the “right one” from the “wrong one”, a hole was a hole and that’s all they cared to know.
       It was a painful start, she never had anything go in there, specially not at the speed it did. Her body’s only response being a powerful moan of pain and unwelcomed pleasure.
       And he wasn’t that big either, maybe for his size he was, but a kid was still a kid. Because of this, when he thrusted out, it would exit entirely, and when he trusted in, even the knot would stretch her entrance. Once more, coming to show the inexperience of the cub.
       All the other cubs cheered him. Looking at her butt being spread open over and over as the fifth cub humped her like a dog does to a pillow.
       His little tongue, out and about as he whimpered; staining her body with his saliva.
       The more he fucked her, the faster he tried to go, it was like a drug to him and even when he failed to slide it in, he would do it at the second try until eventually it was impossible for him to miss as Octavia’s ass got used to the first round of abuse.
       It even palpitated every time the cub’s cock left, as if even when it all was against her will and consent, a primal reaction inside wanted more. Yet, she continued to cry and to silently beg for mercy.
       But there was no end in sight, not only that but this was just the first of five, seeing how aggressive they were just to lick her pussy; she couldn’t fathom any of them giving up the chance to fuck her too. It was but expected at this point. And it only made her feel even more disgust and nausea.
       Feelings that would ultimately be discarded temporarily in exchange for an even worse one. The cub was finally reaching his first climax.
       His moans were loud and scary, like if he was being possessed by something while he came. His warm seed pouring inside her ass as his whole body shook in tremors form the intense sensation of release.
       And she could feel it, the hot liquid spreading around her insides, flowing almost like a river. Was this something exclusive to him? How could a young cub hold so much? Will the others have as much? Octavia did not want to think about it, but her mind kept bringing those questions up the more cum she received.
       Her body gave up and she fell to the floor the moment the fifth hound unmounted her. If one put so much stress on her body, would she survive four more?
       This was a question with an already known answer as soon as the next one got on top. One down, four to go.
       The cub in turn got lucky too, he was able to target her pussy correctly –fucking her tight hole as violently as their leader fucked her ass.
       Octavia screamed to the top of her lungs, but due to the obedience spell only her mouth opened, and no sound came forth. Instead, this was used by another cub who was more interested in her front; by taking action and fucking her mouth.
       —Suck! —He would say, triggering the spell—.
       Not to plan but welcomed by the young one. And Octavia was great at it too –as her tears streamed down her beak and to his dick, working as lubricant for it.
       The taste was terrible, like salt –she hated it. The knot pressing against her beak, she had to welcome it just to be able to breath –but even then she refused to as the smell of his cock was hideous. A strong and potent scent of sweat and dirt.
       Furthermore, because of her lack of will, over and over her mouth would fill up with saliva she would then spit out through her gag reflexes otherwise she would drown.
       For the little cub, this was amazing at all fronts, he never expected it to feel so good, her mouth so warm and wet. Her crying eyes as she looked at it gave the cub a sense of control he had never experienced, and it just made him fuck her even more.
       His pleasure was such, the remaining two cubs couldn’t wait for their turn too –but drawn back at the sight of their leader approach the pleasured cub up front.
       He did not hold back, pulling the cub away from her and forcing his cock out –then putting his own in Octavia’s mouth for her to clean.
       —Suck me. —The fifth said, and the princess did—.
       It was even worse than the one she was already sucking off, and this one had already been in her ass too. To top it all off, it was covered in cum which had a sour taste in her mouth.
       So hard she tried to fight her own tongue as it cleaned the cub’s dick from every last drop. And he understood why his comrade had felt so compelled, he felt even better than when he was doing the ass-fucking. He already wanted to cum again.
       Meanwhile, her pussy was still being destroyed by the cub who mounted her earlier. At no moment did she stop feeling her pussy being used during her ordeal up front –her brain simply couldn’t focus on both at the same time.
       The knot of this one, larger than the alpha’s. Each time he forced it out of her pussy she would receive intense pain –after all, all three she had been taking so far went in dry and raw. Her ass was sore, her pussy was sore, and her mouth would end up sore eventually as well.
       It made each thrust feel worse than the last one, each centimetre, the knotting and un-knotting. Her sensibility was through the roof as she was getting fucked from both fronts.
       Looking around, she saw the last two looking, masturbating still –with the third one waiting for his chance to face-fuck her again. A chance he would soon get.
       The first one to give up was the leader, given he had already finish in her ass, it wasn’t a surprise he would cum again on her mouth –the pressure and his length forcing her to drink it as it poured out of his shaft.
       It was as warm as before, sticky and with a strong sour taste. Octavia’s body tried to reject it to no effect, she could only gulp every drop of it while the rest leaked to the outside. And even then, when he pulled out; still ejaculating, some of it ultimately landed on her face, forcing one eye shut and blurring the other. She was now effectively blind for the rest of the trial.
       She could only hear as he backed down and the one who she was sucking off first, returned.
       Thankfully for her, the one fucking her pussy was near extasy as well –his moans growing louder and his thrusting getting slower, clearly getting tired.
       So, while she was getting her face stuffed again, her pussy was getting its first filling –the soreness of her innards allowing her to sense how she was getting impregnated. Her uterus getting overrun by hellhound semen, warm cub seed.
       Octavia could hear his weakened whimpers and feel his residual cum get all over her buttcheeks.
       She could also perceive herself getting weaker, her eyes watering from the next set of tears while losing the ability to cry.
       She begged for mercy, internally, in the form of a prayer. She begged Stella; her mother, for forgiveness. She implored to her dad to save her. But no one came for her, only silence between the sound of moans and sex.
       Only the sensation of her pussy leaking cum while her face choked on it, pushed down by another cock ready to burst and her asshole palpitates from the abuse it felt as it tried to return to normal. While her body simply waited for the next order to come –hoping that this order would set her free at last from this terrible nightmare, vivid and suffocating.
       Or at least for the pain to take her away, so she could no longer experience this terrible doing.
       But the steps of the next cub in line were too loud –the end still too far away.
       Much to no one’s surprise, he too went right inside of Octavia’s body, he was infatuated by her anus, still afflicted and as such he wished to fuck her there too.
       An unbearable pain kicks her in the gut, another session of dry humping to her sore weakened body. Her insides being torn apart without rest driving her to a point of a mental blackout. She was afraid it would mean her end, but as her mind faded to Elysium so did the pain; and she wanted that pain to go. Else the alternative would be to embrace it, to welcome her abusers and turn them into lovers.
       And as such her body settled for both; by letting herself go she would allow for her body to take the toll while she convinced herself that this was ok.
       Now her body would be allowed to move free, even overcoming the spell as she was able to move her hand down to her crotch. Sucking on a cub’s cock, receiving another up the ass, all while her fingers played with her clit.
       Even her hips received some sense of freedom as she moved them to the same rhythm with which she was getting fucked.
       But somehow this distasted the first two, looking at how she cooperated with the current ones but not with them; who had to do all the work. Angered by it, the leader ordered the other cubs to turn her around, going back to the fucking right after. And Octavia seemed unbothered by this as she kept touching herself, feeling one cock choke her while the other filled her ass once more.
       With her tits visible now too, her movement only seemed to look even more pronounced as her nipples danced with her small breasts. The violence of their methods had torn her clothing enough that she no longer had to undress to be naked.
       And everyone approached to see, the one who was yet to have their turn, and the two who already did. The leader watched while the other two picked a tit to suck.
       A now anaesthetized Octavia finally began to moan, through the dick in her mouth that kept pushing in and out caressing her tongue, the one in her ass destroying her insides, her hand in her pussy and two mouths trying to feed off of her like babies who expected milk –biting hard on her nipples.
       Her body curved to the pleasure received. The pain was finally gone.
       It resonated with the cubs as well. Once her body began to cooperate it was like a fine-tuned machine where every piece moved as intended –where the prize became a second load to her mouth.
       Drinking it like the waters of life, sucking off the cub’s cock for its worth like her life depended on it. Octavia finally reaching a climax of her own. Her whole self now focused entirely on the one fucking her rear; helping him with her legs to stay in place, teaching him indirectly how to only use his hips to thrust just so he could go harder and even faster.
       The throbbing in her ass turned into a blessing, pressing against the cub’s cock making her hole feel tighter; which in turn made the experience for the boy unique and special.
       Getting the knot it was now a challenge, to take it out was almost impossible –like both not wanting to part from the other. Captured like a bird in a cage.
       Eventually getting stuck and shooting a load of cum powerful and in a huge quantity. Octavia reached a second climax right away.
       The warm seed of the young cub reaching her essence. A burning liquid that drove her crazy as her mind broke on its entirety –convulsing of pleasure while the other two made her nipples bleed. Bite marks she would keep for the rest of her life.
       But it wasn’t over yet, the cub in her ass had to be helped since his knot would not concede and popping it out was not easy. But when it did, Octavia would scream and moan like never before while his anus leaked all the semen that remained.
       Now everyone fought to be the next in line. The leader had already fucked her twice, the fourth filled her pussy, the third her mouth and the second had just passed out.
       So, while they pushed, punched, and fought, the first one –the one who found her, took his chance. Approaching her quivering body, decided to fuck her pussy –sliding his cock inside.
       Compared to the rest he was gentler, but still a child and the youngest at that. He holds onto her body like a pillow as he fucks her, letting his whole body hit her cervix with every thrust. Once again it was up to her to use her own legs to push against him so he could move the right way. And with the others brawling there was no one to interrupt them so he could take his time to learn.
       He now understood why adults loved it so much, why his brothers were fighting over her. He was now witness to the warm and humid feelings of a woman’s insides –while Octavia danced on the veil of life.
       Her mind freed, her body liberated, and her life fulfilled in a sea of ecstasy and pleasure.
       When at first she wanted for it to be over quick, now she wished to stay. Octavia didn’t even realize when the quarrel ended, and two cocks fought to be in her mouth. She simply opened wide and let both take turns as her jaw numbed and stayed in place and her palms were used to stroke the remaining two.
       And it remained like that until the end of that night. With the cubs switching around until one by one were too tired to continue, bathing Octavia over and over again with their cum. Filling every cranny, sealing every hole.
       
       ***
       
       When the next day came to be, Octavia woke up to new sudden movements. She tried to open her eyes, but even after one of them did open, the other; which had been stained with cum the previous night, did not work as well –leaving her with just half a picture of one of the cubs, tirelessly humping her belly button.
       It didn’t matter though, as she was still weak and now dehydrated and starving adding to the mix after spending a whole day being used.
       And even if she had the strength, Stella’s spell was still at work and back in action –forcing back her last rules of silence and stillness.
       The cub eventually came, launching his cum all over her chest and face; then he left. Meanwhile, Octavia tried to fight her urges –she was hungry and thirsty, cum was no sustenance but it was all she had for now.
       Against her own wishes, she would try to feed herself whatever her tongue was able to reach; while experiencing the shadow pain in her beak after being forced to take multiple cocks at once. Then she would try to go back to sleep –hoping to be rescued.
       Time passed again, she felt her body being turned and mangled with –but no immediate pain, so she ignored it. Not long after she was now getting fucked in every hole at once. A cub fucked her ass, another did her pussy and a third one her mouth.
       —Take cock! Take cock! —One said—.
       He was clearly imitating something he heard somewhere, but an order was an order. Octavia’s body got limp, then began to move to the rhythm of the three boys. She was taking all the cock she was given.
       —I could do this all day, every day! —Another one commented—.
       —Yeah! We should keep her!
       Out of nowhere, a fourth voice.
       —If you feed her. Sure.
       It was the alfa of the crew. Everyone but Octavia stopped moving –waiting to see who would have to hand over their place to him.
       —The fuck are you looking at? —He continued, looking at all three—. Scram.
       And all three left Octavia alone as she tried to please them. Then he took over her while the others left them alone.
       —Go on, suck! —He stood in front, showing off his dick—.
       And she did, she tossed herself to him with what leftover strength she had recovered and sucked him off. The pup moaned while he hugged her face tightly, pushing his balls deep into her mouth. While the others eavesdropped from outside.
       —In this pack you work for your food, if you are hungry you’ll have to earn it. So, earn it.
       He was clearly not only the oldest of the five kids but the smartest. For the sake of survival, she would earn her way out –through him.
       So even if she didn’t know what a good blowjob was, she would try to do it anyways. Her tongue twisted around his length; she would clean around his knot, suck on the tip –she would push it as deep as she could through her throat too. Everything in hopes that he would cum in her mouth and satiate her hunger. It wasn’t tasteful, but food was food –if you could call it that.
       In any case, he would feed her a couple of times before leaving her for the previous three to finish off. Taking on a couple more loads –and by the time they finished too, she would be once more covered in semen for a while. Letting herself rot in that room while waiting for their return.
       
       ***
       
       After a couple of days she would learn through her limited allowed actions, to ask for food; actual food, or cum whenever food was not around. Although most of the times you would be fed semen first –one way or the other, as her price to pay. She eventually memorized that the word “eat” meant it was time so suck cub cock.
       She would also learn to prioritize the alfa, picking him over the others whenever he was looking for relief.
       And when she wasn’t being raped, she would listen to their talk, it was mostly broken and incohesive between the younger ones, mostly regurgitated insults and jokes about her. How she couldn’t move or talk on her own. Expressing how lucky they were after crossing that “white lady”.
       The rest of the time, it was the alfa giving everyone something to do or somewhere to go that they could steal from, they would even set up personalized timings to which to leave or return. Such as the clock’s chime, a person leaving a specific building every day the same hour, or even birds that had learn to stay on specific parks to be fed by the elderly.
       Octavia developed a similar skill too with which to tell when she was going to be fucked.
       In the mornings, the youngest one would wake up earlier than the rest to have his turn. She had developed a liking to him too as he was not as violent as the others; that didn’t mean he wouldn’t force himself to her at full strength –but compared to the rest, he was almost gentle. After getting either hole filled, she would signal him for food to which he would let her suck him off.
       Next, the alfa would wake up with the rest and take his time with Octavia in private. He would use this time to praise Octavia for being a good fuck toy while raping her. He would tease her with hopes of freedom or say that she could eventually earn her way to his side –and because she couldn’t get pregnant from them, she would act as mother to the others.
       Once more she would ask for food, and with the order to eat, suck him off one last time.
       Lastly the other three would use her all at the same time, taking turns. This time, asking for food would grant her actual food; if any was available. Otherwise, they would leave her waiting about.
       Then silence would take over, as she listened to the couple of voices that passed by during the day. Eventually one would talk about the missing princess, but she was not ordered to talk –instead she would wait and cry.
       Finally, at night they would celebrate any score they pulled by gangraping her to exhaustion.
       The more days passed like this, she would even learn their preferences and even find ways to have them cum faster. After all, time didn’t matter to them as long as they felt the sweetness of an orgasm.
       She would also stop hearing about her, she knew no one was coming to save her –wondering why she never obeyed her mother. Now she was obeying a gang of hellhound cubs day in and night out.
       Suck, take it, eat. Those were the main ones. Like commands you give to a dog over and over in exchange for treats. And Octavia followed them all.
       Even on days where her body hadn’t recovered from the previous abuse, she would go through it to please her owners –who would rip and tear her insides for quick pleasure.
       One time, Octavia heard them talk about renting her to others. One of them had heard that many on the lust ring paid big cash in exchange for sex and people were starting to recognize them at the usual spots.
       At first no one liked the idea, what if they took her away? But much like hunger would bend the princess to her knees so it did to them. One after the other; they failed score after score and soon there was nothing left to eat. They finally decided to try and sell her out.
       At first, they traded time with her in exchange for food to other cubs. Some didn’t even know what sex was until curiosity got the best of them –others seemed to be even more experienced. Regardless, the food flowed once more, and they could go back to their usual routine once more.
       Unfortunately, one day the alfa’s greed had grown too much, and he decided it was time to step up and reach for true wealth. So, they asked every previous costumer to advertise her to an adult, this time it would cost them money.
       At first no one liked the idea, but the alfa sorted it out by offering one go with her for every costumer. That same day there was a whole clientele.
       No one saw the danger that it was to expose themselves to the world, as long as the money flowed, and they had Octavia for their own fun –nothing mattered.
       As such, Octavia kept a life of taking cub cock, and all sorts of other cocks. Closing shop until she passed out.
       What they didn’t know was that, in lust –all prostitution is managed by one king alone. Asmodeus.
       Every pimp had to answer to him, and to the extent of their business, these cubs were now seen as pimps. And they never saw it coming –taken away by strange shadow figures after fucking Octavia all night long, they couldn’t even react.
       Finally, that day it all changed, Octavia would wake up to five empty beds. She looked around, no one mounting her, fucking her face.
       When it was time for her to receive the alfa cub, once more nothing happened.
       The other packs? Nowhere to be found, even the random people who would use her never came.
       Octavia had come to the conclusion that she had been abandoned. Now all she could do was stay still and wait to die. She wasn’t even sad –instead she felt hopeful again, she was going to reach the peace she missed so much. Wondering how long it would take for starvation to do the job.
       But as she pondered, she realized… She was moving on her own. At some point the spell had worn off and she was free –the realization alone making her cry her eyes out as she wondered when it had happened.
       Men after men, kid after kid –one must have given her an order that set her free, never realizing it as she had grown too used to be used. With nothing to lose, and nothing to gain –she made a break for it.
       But even with her free will being given back to her, she was too weak to run. Instead, she dragged herself out, her body being pierced by the old broken wooden floor –drawing a path of blood on her behalf.
       She fell through the stairs, her body taking more damage than ever before, but she was finally out.
       The smell of freedom, the sight of the sun and the sky of hell –kissing her naked body with warmth. One that she embraced.
       But the harm was done, and the damage was too much… destiny called in the near distance when someone approached her.
       Too hurt to move and too weak to ask for help she welcomed the hand that was given. It was small and furry, almost too familiar, but not enough for her to realize why –she instead allowed herself to be taken somewhere else, anywhere else. The only thing she was able to tell was the light eventually running out and a cold breeze. By the time she was able to bring herself back to lucidity it was too late.
       In a hole, somewhere and under a new hellhound cub ruler. She had finally realized that it was simply fate at work –her destiny to be nothing more than a cub’s sex toy.
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