
Hunters Moon
Chapter Four – Dreams In A Dark World
© Cederwyn Whitefurr (aka: Anthony Wain)
May, 2010
All Rights Reserved.


 At first, his friends and work colleagues didn't worry too much about Palenore's disappearance, as he'd been working hard, and had plenty of time accumulated. They laughed and joked about his prowess – well, lack thereof, in hunting, and began waging friendly bets, wether he would finally get the trophy buck he'd long sought.


 It wasn't until a week later, when the Police came to his workplace and started making inquiries, that they began to wonder, and then to grow fearful indeed. Had something happened? Had he fallen, broken a leg, a thousand possible questions were bandied about, and a search was organised. None of them could imagine the horrors Pelenore was experiencing – trapped in the cellar of these lycanthrope whitetail – but amongst the fear, the degradation and the suffering they inflicted, there was also moments of tenderness.  For nearly a week, rangers, friends and others searched the forest, finding no trace of him – but only his abandoned vehicle, still in the parking lot where he'd left it. It was, almost, as if he'd disappeared without a trace...


*


 Palenore moaned at the gentle nuzzling and licking, before his eyes weakly opened and he screamed, backing up against the wall as he looked at the whitetail doe who stood before him, then her eyes narrowed and she growled at him – reminding him of who she was – and what she was capable of, if he angered her.  Since his captivity began, he'd only seen the buck's daughter in this form three times – her preferred form being half human, half deer. As his thudding hear slowly climbed back out of his throat, he whimpered and submit, hanging his head and shivering.


 “Please - “ Pelenore moaned, holding his hands in a begging gesture before her.  “Please, let me go – I beg of you.”


 She sniffed at him, then snorted and flicked her tail slowly from side to side. “Let you go? What in the Gods name for...when I'm just...starting to like you.”


 “Please mistress...” Pelenore begged pitifully.  “I'll...I'll do anything, anything at all – just...please – don't...”


 Flattered by his growing subservience, she knelt before him and looked up at him, watching as the tears coursed down his cheeks and his breathing come in short, choking sobs. She was not a naturally cruel creature at heart, and genuinely began to feel a growing warmth and love for her new pet – but then she sighed and stood up, shaking herself off and looking down at him with a look of sadness – knowing how this human pleased her father, but he was fickle in his sexual pleasures – and sooner rather than later, this human would be killed, just like all the others.


 “I will give you one chance - “ She whispered, then a smile touched her furred lips as she nuzzled his face and licked away his tears, enjoying the salty taste.  “Please me – as I know you can do, and I will beg my father, to be more...lenient with you. I will ask he make you my responsibility, and you will become my new mate – if...and I mean if you promise, to do anything I ask, or I will kill you myself. I've already tasted your blood human – and its not as sweet as I'd prefer, but it will satisfy me for a while. Now, what is your decision – make it quickly, before I change my mind. Accept my offer, do as I ask, without your pathetic pleading and grovelling – flattering though it is, I don't think you believe what you say.”


 “I...” Pelenore whimpered, then bit his tongue and gazed at her.


 She snorted then partially turned away, looking back over her shoulder at him.  “Oh, I know you're afraid – if I was in your position – I would be more than just afraid...so there is steel in your spine – I just...pray – that you choose the right decision. My father is...fickle...with his partners, and already, he shows signs of growing weary with you...and...well...you won't like that, no, you won't like that at all.”


 he looked at her, and she turned back around, then stood patiently, as she watched the indecision fight with the fear within him, then he bowed his head submissively and prostrated himself before her.


 A smile spread across her furred lips, as she nodded and accepted his surrender to her domination, then nuzzled his face.


 “Good, I accept – and now, you will do as I tell you, without begging for escape, or anything. You are mine – and as my mate, and pet, I make the rules.” She laughed delicately, yet there was the subtle hint of her cruelty in her voice.


 She lay herself down facing away from him, then teasingly flagging her tail against his groin, looking back over her shoulder and smiling at him, as closed his eyes and shivered, unable to help himself, feeling that warm, furred tail tickling him incessantly.


 “Ooh - “ He groaned, feeling his erection rise, and his body beginning to tremble.


 “Oh, like that do we...” She whispered at him, cocking an eyebrow and flagging her tail faster and faster.  “Please me, my new mate – and you will find I can do things...with you...you can't even begin to imagine.”


  “I...I will...oh please mistress – please don't...tease me so - “ Palenore moaned in longing, feeling his scrotum tightening as he shivered.


 She ignored the fact he disobeyed her, then with a soft sigh, she flicked her tail up and carefully pushed herself backwards against him.  She sighed, feeling his erection probe up into her tail, then looked back and he shivered, before holding his penis in one trembling hand – and guiding it up against her warm folds. With a quiet groan, she shivered and pushed herself backwards, sliding down his length with almost unbearable patience, watching Palenore's face go through a thousand different expressions, before she wriggled against him and pressed her furred rump firmly against him and sighed in pleasure.


 He was a very nice length for her, and it was this – and his growing submissive nature, that made her start to think, she might very well keep him as her pet. He carefully reached up and laid his quivering hands on her hip, and she sighed and nodded eagerly, pushing back against him again and groaning as his length inside her began rubbing her in sensual ways. Gently, the rolled her over onto her belly, and she knelt there, her forelegs and hind legs folded underneath her, as he slid his hands down her trembling hips and squeezed carefully.  She moaned and wriggled, then looked back and nodded encouragingly at him.


 “Gentle human...very...very slow and gentle - “ She warned him quietly, even though her animal-like form could easily accommodate the length within her, she wanted this pleasure to last – not just be a quick and frustrating thrusting – that was over before she could start to truly enjoy herself.


 He pressed his palms into her flanks, and she moaned softly, tilting her head back and sighing in delight, as he closed his eyes and with remarkable control, began to tenderly make love to her. He would pull himself completely free of those impossibly tight and warm folds, then rub his penis head against them – and begin to push back into her body, his moans and gasps echoed by her own as she began quivering in pleasure.


 “Oh...oh yes..that...that's it...” She gurgled, her eyes closing and ears flattening and he slid back out, then pushed against her, his hands shaking as she tightened her vaginal muscles when he remounted.


 “Oh mistress..” Pelenore wailed, as he suddenly grasped her in a tight grip and thrust violently.


 She grunted and winced as his violent move hurt, but she merely looked back at him and snorted softly. He flushed red with embarrassment then carefully stroked her flanks, trying to earn her forgiveness for his momentary lapse in self control. She sighed and shivered, then turned her head back to face her front, and began rocking with him, their combined groans and pants soon reaching a loud peak – before first the doe, then the human, come almost simultaneously.  Pressing her furred rump against him, he pulled her tight, burying himself as deeply as he could, as they both revelled in the pleasure they shared with each other.  She was the first to try and reign in her galloping heart rate, and glanced back over her shoulder and stretched out her long neck, then licked adoringly at his face and chin.


 “Oh my....mistress...I never - “ Palenore gurgled, as he slowly folded himself over her back, then caressed her sides.


 She smiled at him, basking in the warmth of the sexual afterglow, yet still feeling moderately disappointed. Oh, he had been most pleasurable, she couldn't deny that – but with a quiet sigh, she wished he could be taught better self control – to make love to her for at least two hours, not the fifteen minutes they had managed this time. She knelt patiently, feeling him trembling against her, before she grunted quietly and wriggled, then pushed back and carefully got to her hooves and shook herself off.  He looked up at her, his wilting erection dribbling semen, and the look was one of naked hunger and desire – he wanted her, he wanted to make love with her again and again, she could see it in his eyes, and she smiled at him, then flicked her tail, before laying back down, this time, on her side and she lifted her right hind leg, folding it back.


 “I want, my pet,” she sighed, then winked suggestively.  “for you to do something for me – something...oh...very – very pleasurable.”


 He blinked, then looked down at the pose she was in, noting her tail held down, then looked up into her eyes, as she lay on her side, gazing back at him.


 “Come here my pet – come on, over here – lay down next to me...”


 He carefully approached her, then lay down facing her, until she laughed quietly and shook her head, her ears slapping from side to side.


 “No, I want you to lay down, with your head down near my tail.”


 Awkwardly, he obeyed, the chain which bound him to the wall just giving enough for him to do it, and she smiled at him, then nodded.


 “Good boy – see – you can be taught,” she giggled quietly, speaking to him like he was an animal, and she was teaching him tricks.  “Good – now...see my teats? I want you to start suckling – just like a faun would...but! If I feel so much as a twitch from you – and you try to hurt me...well – you've been warned. Now...go on...do as I tell you...”


 He looked at her pale udder and warm, leathery teats, then closed his eyes and shivered, before gently suckling on one, and she sighed and twitched, then pulled away.


 “No...not like that...like...gentle – very...very gentle, use your tongue, like you would on a woman's nipples...I know you can do this – so...go on.”


He shivered nervously, hearing her voice which was silky and friendly – but he well remembered just how quickly her mood could change, and the very real threat of violence that hung over him whenever she was here.  With shaking hands, he lightly stroked and caressed her udder, and she gasped and moaned, her body quivering and she nodded eagerly at him. He cupped one of her slender teats in his fingers, then as she had asked, he licked over it, and she gurgled and squirmed.


 “Oh...oh yes...yes...Ooooh...good...good boy!” She moaned and trembled in ecstasy.


 Encouraged by her growing pleasure, Palenore carefully began nuzzling and licking the warm teat, his fingers massaging the udder tenderly, before he suddenly gasped and felt her tongue slurp around his half-errect penis – and with one swift move of her head, she closed her eyes and dropped her muzzle – her tongue pulling his length into her muzzle, where she began tenderly suckling.  He didn't know wether to scream in surprise or pleasure, as her marvellous tongue slurped over and under his growing erection – but as he paused for just a second, she growled deep in her throat and her sharp teeth grazed his penis threateningly.


 For an hour, he suckled one teat, then the other, as she continued working his length with her mouth and tongue – sighing quietly as she licked it like his penis was a salt-lick, then sliding her furred lips back down, the slurping sound growing louder and louder. Her tail began flagging faster and faster, sounding like muffled drumbeats against the hard, dirt packed floor, as he timidly reached under her tail and she froze, before his fingers began tickling at her folds – and before she realised it, he slid two fingers into her wet tunnel and carefully began rubbing his fingers against her clitoris.  She pulled her head free of his very firm erection and gasped in surprise and pleasure – as no male had ever done this – and the exquisite sensation was rapidly transformed into an electrifying of her already stimulated nerve endings.  She lifted her head and bleated in squealing orgasmic delight, before her head snapped around and she saw her father standing there – his eyes narrowed in disenchantment and annoyance – and he was rubbing his paw slowly up and down his frighteningly long length.


 “You've disapointed me daughter - “ He growled, and Pelenore screamed and tried to pull away from the doe, who struggled and kicked against Pelenore, before she tried to get to her hooves.


 Pelenore got a hoof to the stomach, and he was doubled over in agony, and the doe cried and struggled, as her father crouched then locked his paws around her slender neck and cruelly lifted her up off all four hooves, and bodily slammed her onto her back on the table.


 “Father...no...please – its...its not what - “ she shrieked.


 “So,” he snarled at her. You'd rather mate with a...a human...would you?”


 “Father...please...I was...” She begged, tears streaking down her muzzle and dripping into her ears.


 As she struggled to get back up, but he forced her back down and before she could struggle, he slapped the handcuffs around her front and hind legs, then pushed the button which dragged her legs to opposite corners and made her shriek in agony, her animal-like hips not designed to be bent that way – muscles, tendons and ligaments all searing with pain. He looked down at her, then snorted and savagely pulled her tail back, making her shriek again and begin struggling wildly.


 “You want to breed to an animal – I'll breed YOU like an animal...you whore - “ He snarled, then gripped her hind legs in his tight grasp.


 “Please...no...father...don't...”  She wailed piteously, struggling wildly against the restraints, knowing her father wouldn't be swayed from his violent course of action.


 He merely snarled at her, then pulled her tail even harder – and she screamed as she'd never screamed before in her life – as her father glared down at her, and prepared to punish his miscreant daughter, in a violent, and cruel way...


To Be Continued...