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This, again, is one of the shorter short stories... ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "And another 2nd Person POV-story... again, I left gender and other characteristics of the protagonist open, I decided on a race, though. This, again, is one of the shorter short stories... ", "writing": "[u][i][b]Stolen[/b][/i][/u]\n\nYour sight is blurry as you awake, your body feels stiff and strange and it takes you a moment to realize that your wrists and ankles have been tied to the four arms of a wooden, X-shaped construction. A groan escapes your lips as you fail to remember how you got here. Close to panicking, you let your eyes search your surroundings for a clue of where “here” actually is. By now your vision has cleared and you have gotten used to the dim, flickery light of fire somewhere in your back. However, before you lies merely a rough stone wall. \n\n Dark, fear-stricken eyes stare back at you from a puddle at your feet. Whatever the liquid on the floor might be, you are pretty sure it is no water. Your reflection shows you a trickle of blood running down your ermine-face, staining your snow-white fur. Desperately you hope that your blood is not what has become your mirror. \n\n Their dancing shadows on the wall announce the approach of what you assume to be your captors and soon you see the grinning masks of about a dozen hyenas gathering around you. Their fur is marked with various symbols, some dark as coal, some red as blood. They are unclothed and you notice so are you. \n\n You wait for them to speak up, explain themselves to you or at least threaten you, but they stay quiet, just staring at your infantile figure. As you try to say something yourself, you cannot find your voice. Instead, you give a silent whimper of anxiety.\n\n Suddenly, the hyenas start chanting. You notice all of them are men, their deep voices resonating in your chest, vibrating in your belly. Two of them approach you, the flickering fire drawing a mask of shadow on their faces, making them look like creatures right out of nightmares. Their hands send jolts of cold through your body as they touch you and take you down from the wooden cross. \n\n You attempt to stand, even consider trying to run, but your feet won't carry your weight. However, the two men catch you before you fall and carry your aching body back to the other hyena men. Still chanting, all of them form a procession, slowly striding towards a big fireplace. \n\n Too weak to struggle, you are carried towards a stone altar close to the bonfire, on which you are placed, laying on your stomach. Your wrists get tied tightly to the altar, while your heart is racing as you try to scream in protest. However, you throat still refuses to slip a sound. \n\n The fire is close, so close the heat pains you, but not enough to injure you. The men proceed to tie you down and you feel your legs being spread so wide it hurts, before ropes hold them in place. Fear and heat choke you and your panic-filled eyes frantically search for a way out. \n\n Somewhere to your left, drums join the chanting in a slow, thundering rhythm. A man approaches your face, grabbing your head with one hand to force what seems to be a kind of gag onto you, designed to keep your muzzle painfully wide open. He steps back and for an eternity the chanting goes on while the heat and pain and fear make you feel dizzy. \n\n Just as you feel yourself drifting away, a paw gripping the back of your head awakens you from your state of semi-consciousness, before something hot and hard is shoved inside your mouth. As it hits the back of your mouth you gag and try to pull away, but your head is held in place. \n\n Following the steady rhythm of the drums, the object is shoved down your throat and moved back and forth continuously. You choke and gag on its size, tears welling up in your eyes as your throat painfully contracts around it. It is almost impossible to breathe...\n\n A loud rolling of the drums signals the man to step back, just to be displaced by another one. In shock you feel the wet, pulsing organ, which has just left your throat, be pressed against your tight virgin hole. You sob against the hard pole in your mouth, as it is slowly pushing its way past your tight muscle, stretching you open. \n\n You feel the big member violating you, feel it pulsing against your walls until suddenly you're filled with hot, sticky semen. Another rolling of the drum, the rhythm gains speed and the man in front of you changes from your mouth to your back, being replaced by yet another chanting man. Their hard thrusts match the pounding of the drums and with every change of position their pace increases, until your body is rocked and shaken violently with their thrusts. As the last of them fills you with his seed and leaves you trembling with pain, their chanting slows down. It becomes a lower, lurking sound, as though the hyena men are waiting on something. \n\n And then you see it. Through the flames a monstrous creature is staring at you. More than twice a grown man's size, a primitive feline male approaches you, its throbbing pole an angry red. You can see it pulse with energy, as the creature circles you, sniffing your blood and sweat, taking in the scent of your fear. You struggle against your bonds as it stops behind you, knowing well that its hard member would not even fit inside your mouth. \n\n Suddenly you feel the creature's hot tongue slide inside your sore, used hole. It burns and sickens you as you feel it drink the other men's cum from you. You are almost glad as the tongue retreats – until you feel the creature's huge tip press against your hole. \n\n The creature's hips buck wildly with its lust, its huge dick rubbing along your back until right below your shoulder blades. Then, suddenly, it finds your hole again and with a violent thrust it forces its tip against your sore muscle. You scream at the pain as your body strains to even take the tip inside. \n\n You feel your hole stretch, feel the horrible size of the monster's cock as it slowly forces its way inside your body. As soon as the creature feels its tip has entered you, it thrusts forward, sinking itself in you, while you scream from the top of your lungs. Your pelvic bones are so close together you can almost feel the hard pole grind against them. The monstrosity's movements are now fast and hard, wild and uncontrolled. Every time the creature buries itself completely inside you, your heart stumbles, as though its hit with every thrust, while you feel the huge dick grinding and pulsating greedily inside your hole. \n\n As you hear the monstrous animal roar and feel it speed up, ready to cum and fill you with its seed, you pass out, your ravished body and mind unable to take more pain. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Stolen

Your sight is blurry as you awake, your body feels stiff and strange and it takes you a moment to realize that your wrists and ankles have been tied to the four arms of a wooden, X-shaped construction. A groan escapes your lips as you fail to remember how you got here. Close to panicking, you let your eyes search your surroundings for a clue of where “here” actually is. By now your vision has cleared and you have gotten used to the dim, flickery light of fire somewhere in your back. However, before you lies merely a rough stone wall.

 Dark, fear-stricken eyes stare back at you from a puddle at your feet. Whatever the liquid on the floor might be, you are pretty sure it is no water. Your reflection shows you a trickle of blood running down your ermine-face, staining your snow-white fur. Desperately you hope that your blood is not what has become your mirror.

 Their dancing shadows on the wall announce the approach of what you assume to be your captors and soon you see the grinning masks of about a dozen hyenas gathering around you. Their fur is marked with various symbols, some dark as coal, some red as blood. They are unclothed and you notice so are you.

 You wait for them to speak up, explain themselves to you or at least threaten you, but they stay quiet, just staring at your infantile figure. As you try to say something yourself, you cannot find your voice. Instead, you give a silent whimper of anxiety.

 Suddenly, the hyenas start chanting. You notice all of them are men, their deep voices resonating in your chest, vibrating in your belly. Two of them approach you, the flickering fire drawing a mask of shadow on their faces, making them look like creatures right out of nightmares. Their hands send jolts of cold through your body as they touch you and take you down from the wooden cross.

 You attempt to stand, even consider trying to run, but your feet won't carry your weight. However, the two men catch you before you fall and carry your aching body back to the other hyena men. Still chanting, all of them form a procession, slowly striding towards a big fireplace.

 Too weak to struggle, you are carried towards a stone altar close to the bonfire, on which you are placed, laying on your stomach. Your wrists get tied tightly to the altar, while your heart is racing as you try to scream in protest. However, you throat still refuses to slip a sound.

 The fire is close, so close the heat pains you, but not enough to injure you. The men proceed to tie you down and you feel your legs being spread so wide it hurts, before ropes hold them in place. Fear and heat choke you and your panic-filled eyes frantically search for a way out.

 Somewhere to your left, drums join the chanting in a slow, thundering rhythm. A man approaches your face, grabbing your head with one hand to force what seems to be a kind of gag onto you, designed to keep your muzzle painfully wide open. He steps back and for an eternity the chanting goes on while the heat and pain and fear make you feel dizzy.

 Just as you feel yourself drifting away, a paw gripping the back of your head awakens you from your state of semi-consciousness, before something hot and hard is shoved inside your mouth. As it hits the back of your mouth you gag and try to pull away, but your head is held in place.

 Following the steady rhythm of the drums, the object is shoved down your throat and moved back and forth continuously. You choke and gag on its size, tears welling up in your eyes as your throat painfully contracts around it. It is almost impossible to breathe...

 A loud rolling of the drums signals the man to step back, just to be displaced by another one. In shock you feel the wet, pulsing organ, which has just left your throat, be pressed against your tight virgin hole. You sob against the hard pole in your mouth, as it is slowly pushing its way past your tight muscle, stretching you open.

 You feel the big member violating you, feel it pulsing against your walls until suddenly you're filled with hot, sticky semen. Another rolling of the drum, the rhythm gains speed and the man in front of you changes from your mouth to your back, being replaced by yet another chanting man. Their hard thrusts match the pounding of the drums and with every change of position their pace increases, until your body is rocked and shaken violently with their thrusts. As the last of them fills you with his seed and leaves you trembling with pain, their chanting slows down. It becomes a lower, lurking sound, as though the hyena men are waiting on something.

 And then you see it. Through the flames a monstrous creature is staring at you. More than twice a grown man's size, a primitive feline male approaches you, its throbbing pole an angry red. You can see it pulse with energy, as the creature circles you, sniffing your blood and sweat, taking in the scent of your fear. You struggle against your bonds as it stops behind you, knowing well that its hard member would not even fit inside your mouth.

 Suddenly you feel the creature's hot tongue slide inside your sore, used hole. It burns and sickens you as you feel it drink the other men's cum from you. You are almost glad as the tongue retreats – until you feel the creature's huge tip press against your hole.

 The creature's hips buck wildly with its lust, its huge dick rubbing along your back until right below your shoulder blades. Then, suddenly, it finds your hole again and with a violent thrust it forces its tip against your sore muscle. You scream at the pain as your body strains to even take the tip inside.

 You feel your hole stretch, feel the horrible size of the monster's cock as it slowly forces its way inside your body. As soon as the creature feels its tip has entered you, it thrusts forward, sinking itself in you, while you scream from the top of your lungs. Your  pelvic bones are so close together you can almost feel the hard pole grind against them. The monstrosity's movements are now fast and hard, wild and uncontrolled. Every time the creature buries itself completely inside you, your heart stumbles, as though its hit with every thrust, while you feel the huge dick grinding and pulsating greedily inside your hole.

 As you hear the monstrous animal roar and feel it speed up, ready to cum and fill you with its seed, you pass out, your ravished body and mind unable to take more pain. ", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Stolen", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "3", "name": "Violence", "description": "Mild violence", "rating_id": "1" }, { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "74", "views": "2163" }