Amy slept soundly splayed across the double bed. For once she had the bed all to herself as her husband was away. She had tumbled out from underneath the covers revealing most of her nude form to the night. As a wolf she was lean and toned. Her moderate breasts sagged against gravity as she lay on her back, displaying her white bellyfur in a moonbeam, framed by silvery grey on her sides and back.

Her light snore covered up the rattle as the doorknob to the bedroom turned. The door opened slowly. The darkness of the corridor only revealed a large shadow in the doorway. The shadow slipped into the bedroom and carefully closed the door behind, waiting for another snore before letting the door latch shut.

The intruder moved quietly to the bed. The moonlight shining from the window revealed a large man wearing a trenchcoat and a skimask with just eye holes. A spot of grey and black striped wolf fur stuck out from between the mask and the collar. He paused for a second to watch her and smiled underneath his mask.

Then he struck. In a swift motion he mounted the bed and pressed down his knee over her chest, trapping her hands underneath his weight. His hands grasped and cupped her muzzle, muffling her surprised outcry as she jolted awake. "Not a sound." he hissed quietly.

Instinctively she tried to struggle, but with his weight pressing down, she just wiggled ineffectively. After a few moments as her brain woke up, she got her wits about her and took a more rational assessment of the situation. Her right hand was completely pinned down, but she might be able to get her left hand free. Would she be able to do anything with it? She looked at her assailant. He looked big as a house. Cry for help? He held her muzzle shut. Who would she cry to anyway? There was just her seven year old daughter in the house... With that thought she involuntarily made a muffled noise.

"I said not a sound!" He hissed again.

Meekly she settled down and nodded.

He bent down closer to her face. "Now, don't try anything. We wouldn't want to wake up your daughter, would we? It would be shame to have to hurt her."

She whimpered quietly. The mask concealed his face, but she could practically see the predatory grin behind it as he spoke. She nodded again. She felt his grasp ease on her muzzle.

He observed her carefully as he let go. She made no attempt to cry out, so he finally lifted his hands completely off her muzzle. Then he climbed off her, but instead grabbed her with his hands. He started pulling her off the bed. "Now, get up."

She tried to follow the instruction, but she stumbled as he pulled her roughly. It was clear the he was still in complete control. She barely managed to get on her feet next to the bed before he already pushed her in different direction.

He reached over to the side and pulled a chair up to the middle of the room while dragging her behind him. "Sit!" he growled.

She was harshly shoved backwards before she had time to understand the instruction. She stumbled and was certain that she was going to fall, but then her behind met the chair she hadn't even noticed yet. She tried to adjust herself on the seat, but then her hand was forcibly grasped and moved to the handrest. A ripping noise followed and she realized that her hand was secured to the rest with a ziptie. She was going to be completely helpless! He had already grasped her other hand, so she tried to kick him.

He reached into his pocket to get another ziptie to tie her other hand when her kick connected with his shin. "AH! Fuck!" he snarled louder than he wanted. She didn't have much room to swing though so her kick had been lacking. He took a limping step to the side, out of her legs' reach. He slammed her hand forcibly down to the handrest. "I said don't try anything!"

She winced as the pain hit her wrist. She whimpered quietly as she immediately regretted her attempt. Impotently she let him secure her other hand with the tie. After he let go, she flexed her wrist to try to ease the hurting.

While she was preoccupied, he quickly worked on her legs. Carefully crouching to the side, so she couldn't hit him, he grasped each in turn and secured them to the legs of the chair by her ankles. Finally he pulled one last ziptie out of his pocket. He premade it into a loop and then reached for her.

She was caught by surprise as he grasped her muzzle again. He slipped the loop over her muzzle and carefully pulled it tight, but not so tight as to hurt her. She held still as she realized was he was doing. Her muzzle was now clamped shut.

He moved behind the chair and bent down and whispered right into her ear "Now we're going to have some fun." He grasped her breast with his hand. She whimpered as he massaged it. His fingers ran over her nipple as he kneaded. "That feels good, doesn't it?" he cooed into her ear. She couldn't help herself and her nipple perked under his touch.

He then moved on to massaging her other breast. "You're a bad girl and you like this, don't you?" His fingers teased her nipple mercilessly. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. His other hand moved lower now. Rubbing her belly... lower... over her mound... 

She whimpered. Then his fingers brushed over her clit and she gasped. 

"What do we have here?"  He rubbed his fingers over her cunt lips for a few moments. "You [i]are[/i] a naughty girl." He lifted them up for her to see. They glistened in the moonlight and they both could smell her arousal on them.

He wiped his fingers off on her cheekfur. "You are such a naughty girl that I bet you have toys in here." he wispered.

She instinctively glanced at the chest to make sure the drawer was closed. 

He noticed.

He walked over to the wardrobe and started pulling the drawers open one at a time. Once he got to the bottom one he pulled out a large box. He threw it out on the bed and opened it. Inside was rope, safety scissors, whip, couple vibrators and a violet wand.

She looked with trepidation as he pulled the wand out of the box.

He plugged the wand into the wall. A faint electric hum filled the quiet room. The glass bulb at the end of the wand glowed, casting sinister neon purple highlights across his mask.

She watched him come over to her. She shied her face away when he waved the wand in front of her. Her heart raced, fear mixing again with her arousal. Then a shock. There was faint buzz as the wand grazed her breast. Her nipple tingled with the electricity. She wanted to cry out, but kept silent. Her shoulder jerked as the glass brushed her other nipple. Her stomach tensed as the wand ran down her chest and belly. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. She whimpered quietly, as quietly as she could. 

Then the wand touched her clit.

She yipped loudly into her gagged muzzle before she caught herself. She held her breath as he toyed with her clit and lips, bringing the wand close for a split second before moving it away again. Each time her hips jerked about. 

Then there was a sound outside the room. A doorlatch. 

Her heart skipped a beat.

A light came on in the hallway, shining from under the door.

He leaned close to her ear. "Remember, not a sound," he whispered quietly, "if she finds us, I will have to kill her."

She swallowed and breathed ragged. She wanted to just stay like this, silent, frozen... But he had other plans. The chair creaked a bit as she jerked again as he brushed her nipples with the wand. "No! No! No!" she thought to herself. 

He ran the wand across her chest. She played with it on her shoulders, watching as she jerked around. He started to massage her other breast while teasing the other nipple with the wand.

There was another sound in the hallway. Distant sound of a toilet being flushed.

He continued to massage her breast with one hand, but moved on to tormet her cunt with the wand. He shoved the wand down to her clit and held it there. Each time her hips jerked, he moved the wand to the right distance again.

She grit her teeth as the sparks danced over her sensitive spots. Licking her lips with electricity. Her groin felt like it was on fire. "NONONONONO!" She held on bravely, never before having felt such torment. All she wanted was to scream out at the top of her lungs. Tears ran down her cheeks.

Until she couldn't resist anymore. Her voice creaked a strangled cry as she tried to stop herself.

"Mommy?" called a voice in the hallway?

With nothing left to lose, she let herself scream.

After a moment the agony disappeared. She had barely even noticed when the door flung open and a little naked wolf cub ran in.

He dropped the wand and pounced on the little girl.

"MOMMY!" she cried as he hefted her up into his grasp. "Help!"

He slammed her down on her stomach onto the bed. He pressed down on her back with his knee. She tried to flail, but it was completely ineffectual. He reached into his pocket and got out one more ziptie. With some effort he managed to zip it around her wrists, securing her hands behind her.

Amy was barely aware of any of this going on. She was panting, exhausted and raw. She was still woozy from her torment and her body tingled all over.

The little girl cried. "Mooommyyyy!" Tears ran down her face as she was manhandled by the intruder.

Having secured her, he ignored the little girl's struggles and instead reached into the box. He took the rope out. Hastily he started looping the rope, tying it into a noose.

The little girl sobbed into the mattress, unaware of what was about to happen.

He finished with the rope and quickly scanned the ceiling. The light from the hallway revealed a sturdy looking hook in the middle of the room. He lifted his weight off his knee and pulled the little girl up kneeling by her shoulder. With his other hand he slipped the noose over her head and then pulled it tight.

The girl fell backwards onto the floor as the noose pulled her throat. She sobbed, scared, confused and hurting. She tried to reach onto her neck, but her hands were bound. The tie hurt her wrists. But then the pain shifted onto her neck. She was wrenched up from the floor by the rope. She tried to stand, but she was lifted all the way into air. "Mommy, it hurts!" she tried to cry, but her voice was just gargles. Her neck was stretched by her weight. The noose grabbed tight into her delicate throat and strangled her cry. She spun around in the air helplessly. She kicked at random, trying to find purchase for her feet. Her eyes were blurred by tears. 

Amy lifted her head weakly. She was finally recovering from the agony, but now she could only helplessly watch as her daughter twisted in the air. With each gurgle from the girl's strangled throat her heart skipped a beat.

But he wasn't finished yet. He came back to her again and turned the chair so she was facing directly at the deadly dance her daughter was performing. He had another item from the box in his hand... Taking his place behind her, he grasped her head with one hand. He made sure she would be watching her daughter. With his other hand, he flicked a switch and a low buzz filled the room. He reached around...

She jolted with the sudden sensation. A vibrator buzzed angrily between her legs as he pressed the head against her mound. She moaned with the sudden pleasurable intrusion.

He expertly massaged her clit and cunt with the vibrator. "You're so turned on by this, aren't you? I can smell your lust." He pushed the vibrator in between her pussy lips. She whimpered. He pressed the vibrator against her clit and held it steady. He stopped holding her head and cupped her breast with his other hand. He felt her rock hard nipples. After a moment he could feel her hips jerking and she moaned. "You're such a slut, how does it feel to get off while your daughter dies?" he teased her.

The little girl was starting to slow down. Her chest flexed as she tried to pull in a breath. She arched her back, then crouched her legs up. Her hips rocked back and forth but it was to no avail. Her face was darkening, her lips were purple. Her tongue drooped out from her maw and drool dripped onto her chest. She kicked once, twice, and spun around. Her body tensed. Then convulsed. Her eyes rolled up and she became completely slack.

Amy held her breath as she watched her daughter's dance reach the climax. Then she convulsed herself as her body was wracked by another orgasm. She had never come so hard in her life. She slumped in her chair and panted. Exhausted, lost in her pleasure.

He eased up with the vibrator and switched to gently massaging her with his hand. Easing her sensitive spots as her orgasm subsided. He stroked her cheek with his other hand for a minute or two as she came down from her high. 

Then he walked over to the hanged cub. Easily he heaved her up and lifted the rope from the hook in the ceiling. He threw her body onto the bed and then tested her neck with his finger. There was no pulse.

Satisfied, he pulled the fly on his bulging trousers open and released his canine member. He mounted the dead girl on the bed and pushed in hard. A little blood trickled as he tore her organ. He rode her corpse hard and it didn't take long for him to reach his limit. He howled proudly as he pushed knot deep into the tight little cunt. He gushed hard and long.

Finally he pulled out. The bed was stained with her blood mixed with his cum. With great satisfaction he wiped his cock on the bedsheet, before zipping up.

He returned to her with the safety scissors from the box.

Still exhausted, she looked up and smiled.

He carefully used the scissors to snip the ziptie on her muzzle.

She flexed her jaw a few times.

He lifted the ski mask off his head and smiled back at her. He bent down and locked their muzzles in a passionate kiss.

After the kiss, she sighed deeply. "Honey, that was so intense!"

He grinned. "Did you know it was me?"

"I guessed. But you were supposed to come back tomorrow."

He stroked her cheek. "I thought I'd surprise you. How did you like it?"

She closed her eyes and leaned back. "That was amazing!" She glanced at the dead body lying on the bed. "Too bad we can't do that again though."

He made a predatory grin. "Sure we can, we just have to make a new one first."

"Mmmmm. Just let me catch my breath first. Think you have any juice still left in you?" She winked.