Penny padded softly down the back alley, her heart heavy with trepidation and fear. Earlier that day, there had been a fight in the house, with guns going off and Madame Medusa had decided that Penny should get out of the bayou for a little while and offered to drive her into town. She had declined the car ride, wanting to clear her head and process the day's events, feeling sure that something really bad had to have happened.

She sighed as she turned into an alley, the alley dimly lit, the sun dipping below the horizon, casting long, ominous shadows. She hugged her teddy bear tighter, drawing comfort from its familiar
presence.

Penny was a young calico cat girl, around the age of 6, with long orange hair tied up into a ponytail, wearing a dirty but reasonably well looked after dress and Mary Jane style shoes. She sniffed a bit, her eyes roving from one wall to the other, keeping her eyes open for anything that might try to hurt her.

Suddenly, a large, furry shape lunged from the shadows as she passed, causing her to squeal in alarm as the creature grabbed her from behind. A wolf, his strong arm
wrapped around her, pulling her up into the air as a cloth soaked in chloroform pressed against her nose and mouth.
Penny struggled, her eyes wide with terror, but his grip was like a vice. Darkness
claimed her, and she sagged in his arms, unconscious.

When Penny came to, she was in an unfamiliar room, her arms tied behind her back. Her mind was foggy and unfocused, her wrists and ankles hurting from the rope that tied her. She looked around frantically, finding the wolf looming over her, his eyes glinting with malice and something else—lust. 

He reached out, his rough hands tearing at her clothes, stripping her bare, her young body being laid bare to him, her fur covered skin unblemished and unharmed. He even took her hair band out, her small, comforting accessories that she always wore, letting her hair unravel and lay about her face. 

Penny felt a fresh wave of panic as he exposed her completely.

"Please," she whimpered, her voice small and terrified. "Please don't do this.” She was young, but she had learned enough from Madame Medusa to know what was going on.

The wolf only smiled, a cruel, twisted smile. He grabbed her by the chin, forcing her to look at his already hard cock, the monstrous shaft being thick, with a bulbous knot at the base, his heavy nuts swaying around as he moved, "Look at this, little kitten," he growled. "This is what's going to keep you company from now on." 

He pressed something cold and metallic
against her cheek, A bonesaw, the sharp teeth of it lightly pricking her skin as he whispered,  "Try anything, and I'll carve you up like a Christmas ham.”

Penny's eyes widened in horror as she felt the sharp teeth of the saw against her skin. She believed him. He would do it. Tears welled up in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks as he forced her to turn on the bed, grabbing her cheeks with his hand and forcing her jaw apart, lining up his cock with her mouth and thrusting his hips forward. 

She gagged as he moaned, the salty flavor of his cock spreading over her tongue as he rammed in deep as he could, slamming into her throat and making her retch, threatening to throw up as he held her head in place.

“Mmm…that’s it, that’s a good girl. Choke on it baby.” He growled and pulled back before slamming forward, her lips and teeth screaming in protest as they stretched around his shaft, his knot repeatedly punching her in the mouth as he face-fucked her ruthlessly.

His movements were brutal and unyielding, those of a pent up animal who so desperately wanted to breed. Penny gagged and choked, her body convulsing
as she tried to pull away, but his grip on her head was unyielding, the adult far stronger than her in every way, her sob filled gasps and his deep moans filling the room.

Her throat burned, her lungs filled with his musky scent and she shook her head, trying to pull away from him. She sniffed and pleaded wordlessly, complaining and mewling pathetically as he sped up, driving closer and closer to his first climax, what would undoubtedly be the first of many.

Before too long, he groaned deeply, his nuts squeezing as his cum flooded into her, the first few spurts going down her throat before he pulled back and filled her mouth with the salty cream. Her eyes watered and she reached again, the cum oozing around her lips. He growled, holding her firm with one hand while reaching for the saw with the other.

He pressed the bonesaw against her face again. "Swallow, you worthless cunt, or I'll make you suffer," he warned, his voice a low, menacing growl.

Penny sobbed, her body shaking with fear and revulsion but she knew all too well that she had to comply. With an effort of will, she swallowed the cum in her mouth, gagging and retching as her body tried to reject it. He pulled free from her mouth with a pop and stood aside, his cock throbbing and twitching as he said, “Good girl. Now keep it down.”

Before she could process the horror of what she had just gone through, the door creaked open, and in walked a stallion, a tall, muscular anthro with a wicked glint in his eye. 

"Having fun without me, bud?" he asked, his voice a deep rumble. Penny's heart sank as she realized they were partners in this sick game. She had hoped for a brief moment that maybe he would be someone who could rescue her. 

She begged the horse for help, her voice hoarse from crying and the brutal treatment she had just endured, hoping that maybe he could be moved to mercy. "Please, help me," she pleaded. "Please don't let him do this."

The horse only laughed, a cold, cruel sound. "Oh, I'm going to help you, little kitten. I'm going to help you a lot. Lots of hard, deep, and aggressive help." He approached the table, his eyes roaming over her naked body, her untouched pussy and her tender flat chest.

Penny felt a fresh wave of terror wash over her. She wanted so badly to run, to flee, to move away from them, but with her arms and legs tied up the way they were, she couldn't. She flopped and squirmed, poking her butt into the air as she tried to slide away, getting a derisive laugh from both males as the horse took hold of her legs while the wolf grabbed her arms.

They lifted her onto a cold, hard table, made of metal not unlike the kind you would see in a hospital. The wolf pulled out a knife and cut the bindings around her legs, forcing her legs apart, exposing her tender, quivering sex. He licked his lips eagerly and buried his face between her thighs, his tongue invading her most intimate place. 

Penny squirmed and cried out, "What are you doing? Please stop! That feels weird!"
The wolf only growled in response, his actions becoming more intense as he tasted her forbidden fruit, the succulent peach no adult should touch. He sucked and licked at her most sensitive spots, and despite her horror, Penny's body began to
respond. She felt a strange, foreign sensation building in her core, a tingling itch in her loins that was beyond her understanding. 

She whimpered, her hips moving involuntarily, the feeling building up more and more in her, "Please…stop," she begged again, but the wolf only went harder, his tongue and lips working her into a frenzy. She had no idea what was happening to her, what she was feeling. She knew adults shouldn't touch her there, but she has never touched herself like this. Her body burned with heat, a deep blush building in her cheeks as she squirmed and writhed, her pussy leaking onto the wolf’s tongue as he brought her closer and closer to a finish.

Penny's body betrayed her in the end, an orgasm ripping through her
despite her protests. She cried out, her back arching off the table as waves of pleasure crashed over her.
The wolf pulled away, a smug smile on his face, licking her lips as she panted heavily. "Sounds like you enjoyed that," he said, licking her pussy while the stallion at her head began to unbuckle his pants, "My turn now."

Penny's eyes widened in horror as he positioned himself at her entrance, his absolutely huge equine shaft flopping into her belly, her quivering sex jolting in response to the touch as she protested,  "Wait! I didn't—that won’t—! " she started, but the horse cut her off, shoving a gag into her mouth. She mumbled and struggled, trying to kick at the horse, who only dodged her feet and grabbed both of them, pulling them apart to slide his cock into place. The wolf chuckled and took up position at her head, holding her arms to keep her on the table as the stallion entered her roughly, his movements brutal and unyielding as he rammed the head of his cock straight through her hymen, her pussy almost tearing as it stretched around him. 

Penny screamed into the gag, her eyes going wide as she thrashed around her body trembling with pain and fear, tears spilling down her cheeks as blood seeped onto the table, the outline of the horse’s cock clearly visible in her tender belly.
The horse grunted and pushed, his cock flexing and bending as her immature cervix tried valiantly to keep the invader out but he grunted and shoved forward, smashing aside its resistance and smacking into the back of her womb.

Penny felt like she had been punched in the stomach as he held her there, cock bulging out her belly, far too big for a child of her size but he didn't care. He moaned deeply and said, “Fuck…she is so damn tight.” He drew back, her battered cervix trying to close as he left her womb only to have it rudely opened again as he slammed back into her. She squealed and screamed into the gag, the stallion pounding into her, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he used her like a toy, fucking her eagerly, his cock throbbing and twitching her her depths. He leaned down, his hot breath on her ear. "You're ours now, little kitten. Ours to use, ours to fuck. You'll never escape us. You belong to us."

Tears streamed down Penny's face as she endured his brutal assault, pain that seemed to stretch on forever as he fucked her pussy. She dimly could tell that she was being ruined, that whatever was happening to her would never let her be normal again after. He growled and nickered, his hands squeezing around her belly as he bounced into her faster and harder, a bruise developing in her belly from each slam of his cock head against her womb.

Finally, he could take the pleasure no more and roared, slamming in one last time and cumming. His seed flooded into her abused form, filling her womb completely, his cock head flaring out as he unloaded more and more. Her belly quivered a bit, swelling slightly with cum before he finally stopped. He tugged, the flared head stuck in place and after a few pulls his cock finally pulled out, coming free with an audible pop as her belly deflated, cum spurting out and splatting all over the floor. He chuckled and rubbed her belly, causing the cub to whimper in pain, looking up at him as the wolf moved around and took his place. 

He rolled her over onto her belly, pulling her forward so that her feet dangled over the edge of the table, the horse putting his hand on her wrists to keep her in place. The wolf growled, sliding up between her ass cheeks, seating the tip of his cock against her ass before roughly shoving inside, pulling back on her hips to firmly shove in. His grip on her hips bruised her as Penny screamed again, the pain almost unbearable as he tore into her, his movements brutal and relentless as he shoved in over half of his cock into her unlubed ass.

Penny could scarcely believe that something more painful than what she had just gone through could exist, the kitten kicking her legs and wailing into her gag as her ass stretched around that cock, a feeling of needing to go to the bathroom hitting her as she tried to push the invading object out. The clenching around his cock made him moan, holding her tighter as he pushed in and said, “Wonder if I can knot fuck her.”

The stallion snorted a bit at that and said, “Pace yourself, a dead toy is no fun after all.” He stroked his cock with his other hand as Penny sobbed and cried, her crying and wailing serving to do little more than excite him. He used the tip of his cock to collect her tears, rubbing them over his shaft as the wolf began to rut her ass like the world was soon to end. His knot kept slapping against her ass cheeks, filling the room with the sound of flesh against flesh, his nuts swaying eagerly with each deep movement he gave.

He grunted, he wasn't going to last long under her crushing tightness, one of his hands moving to her ass, grabbing her tail and hugging on it while slapping her ass cheek with the other, making her yelp and squeal even harder than before. After what felt like an eternity, the wolf began to thrust more erratically as he grew closer and closer to his second climax, his hips cramping slightly as he pushed himself closer and closer. He finally finished with a long low groan, his final thrust pushing up against her, trying to push his knot in as he came, dumping a load straight into her bowels. He held there for a moment, seeing if her ass would give but when it didn't, he sighed and pulled back, pulling out of her with a satisfied grunt.

The horse chuckled as he picked her up by her arms one handed and said, “Scrawny little thing. She's going to need help. It's a good thing we are doctors isn't it?” He chuckled as the wolf stretched and took her from the horse, placing her over his shoulder before carrying her to another room, dropping her onto a bed. Her arms were untied only to be retied to the bedposts, stretching her out, exposing her completely once again. 

One of them—she couldn't tell who—masturbated onto her face, their hot, sticky cum covering her fur. It didn't really matter much to her, she barely had any strength left in her after the incredible assault that she had endured. One of them reached onto the floor and produced her teddy, setting it against her side and causing warmth and comfort to spread through her.

Then, they left, turning off the lights and leaving her alone in the dark, and once they were gone her sobs
echoed through the empty room as she broke down. Penny was in too much pain to sleep, her body aching and sore, so her mind wandered. She thought of her situation, what was happening, she thought of the orphanage, of the life she had known. She had thought being kidnapped by Madame Medusa had been bad, but this…this was so much worse. 

It all seemed so far away now, like
a distant dream. She was a plaything to them, a toy to be used and discarded. Her life as she knew it was over, and a new, horrifying chapter had begun. Penny lay on the bed, her body aching and sore, her mind a whirlwind of terror and despair. The room was dark, the only sound was her soft sobs and the occasional drip of water from an unknown source. She was covered in their cum, the scent of them invading her senses, making her stomach churn. She tugged at her bindings, but they were tight, unyielding. There was no escape. 

Her bear, her only comfort, was all she had, sitting next to her like a silent protector. She felt a fresh wave of tears sting her eyes, thinking of the small, worn teddy that had been her constant companion. What would happen to him if they took him from her, what if they wanted to use it next. She was so tired, so achy…

The door creaked open, and a sliver of light cut through the darkness. The wolf entered, his silhouette was tall and menacing. He approached the bed, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "Comfortable, little kitten?" he asked, his voice a low, mocking purr.

Penny said nothing, unable to speak through the gag still in her mouth. She felt as though it had barely been any time at all, but the wolf looked rested and clean, dressed in a new outfit. Her body trembled as he reached out, his rough hands running over her fur, her immature breasts, her thighs. She flinched at his touch, a small whimper escaping her lips as she squirmed and tried to move away from his touch.

"None of that now," he chided, his hand moving between her legs, his fingers invading her pussy, pain exploding in her loins from the disturbance to her tender flesh, "You're ours now, remember? Ours to use, ours to fuck."

Penny turned her head away, her eyes squeezing shut as she tried to block out the sensation of his fingers moving inside her, the humiliation of her body responding
despite her revulsion and pain. He was at the least gentler with his fingering than the stallion had been with his cock.

She felt him smile against her neck, his hot breath making her skin crawl. "That's it, little kitten," he murmured. "Just relax and enjoy it." Enjoy it. The words echoed in her mind, a cruel joke. How could she enjoy this? How could she enjoy any of it? She was a plaything to them, a toy to be used and discarded, a toy to be broken and abused. Her purpose was to satisfy their lust, their sick desires. Nothing more.

The wolf continued to finger her, his other hand roaming her body, squeezing, pinching, exploring every inch of her. Penny bit her lip, trying to hold back her sobs, her body trembling with a mix of fear, revulsion, and a traitorous spark of pleasure.

Suddenly, he pulled away, leaving her cold and empty. She heard him unbuckling his
belt, the sound sending a fresh wave of terror crashing over her. She remembered the stallion and her body flew into a panic at the idea of more agonizing pain in her loins. Her turned her onto her side and lifted her leg, positioning himself
between her legs, his hard cock pressing against her entrance. "Ready for round two, little kitten?" he asked, a cruel smile in his voice.

Penny said nothing, her body tensing as he entered her, his movements slow and
deliberate this time, drawing out her torment. She turned her head away, her eyes squeezing shut as she tried to disconnect from her body, to float above it all and not be present for this horror.
But the wolf would not allow it. He leaned down, his hot breath on her ear. "Look at me, little kitten," he demanded, his voice a low growl. "Look at the one who owns you, who fucks you, who will use you until you're nothing but a broken, used-up shell."
Penny opened her eyes, tears spilling down her cheeks as she looked into his cold, cruel eyes. He smiled, a slow, satisfied smile, and began to move in earnest, his hips thrusting against hers, his cock filling her, stretching her, claiming her.

She cried out, her body convulsing with each brutal thrust. The wolf grunted, filled with pleasure as he raped her, his cock plunging into her depths, knot inflating and pressing against her tender lips as he went to town with her. She sobbed and choked, begging to any that would listen or care for mercy, for salvation from this hell, from this pain.

He moaned deeply, reaching out to squeeze her chest like he was growing a breast before slapping her undeveloped tits, making her squeal and whimper more. Why her, why was this happening? She could feel his knot ramming against her pussy, demanding to be let in and she sobbed, clenching her hands into fists as she tried to move her hips away, his movements becoming more erratic, more wild. He was close, she could tell. 

And then, with a final, powerful thrust, he came, his body shaking with the force of his release. He growled and grabbed her hips, pulling on her leg so hard that it felt like it might pop out of socket, pressing his knot against her until finally, with a triumphant yell from him and a muffled scream from her, It popped into her.

He collapsed on top of her, his hot, heavy body pinning her to the bed, his cum flooding into her one jet at a time. Penny panted, her body aching, her mind numb. She could feel his cum leaking out into her, a warm, sticky reminder of her new, horrifying reality.

The wolf pulled out, his softening cock slipping from her body, the knot deflating as cum oozed from her onto the bed. He stood up, looking down at her with a satisfied smile. "Good girl," he said, his voice a low purr. "You took that like a champ."

With that, he turned and left the room, leaving Penny alone in the dark, her body aching, her mind shattered, and her soul crushed. She was theirs now, their property, their plaything. And there was no escape.