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If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "[center][b][u]Coffee Break Story[/u][/b][/center]\n[center][b]A Test of Endurance[/b][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nDawn tried to let out a groan as her consciousness swam back to the surface, but something was in the raccoon's mouth. It tasted like wood. She realized something was strapped around her whole face keeping the thing in place. Everything else felt wrong, too. She was cold, and there was a tightness around her wrists, ankles, and belly. As her mind returned to itself, things clicked into place. She was cold because she was naked. The things around her wrist and ankles felt like straps of some kind, rough nylon or canvas. Trying to sit up, something blocked her neck, more wood. She forced her eyes to open, only to wince as a light shined down on her from above, a little harsh to her still sensitive eyes.\n\nA voice spoke, deep and accented. She'd have said it was an 'English' accent, but her American ear didn't know the difference between English and what it actually was, Welsh. \"Finally awake? Guess I spiked your drink a little too much. Sorry 'bout that. Not used to dealing with you raccoons.\"\n\nShe forced herself to open her eyes again, wincing through the pain of the bright light. She tried to look around. She was in some kind of small room, the walls made of dirty stone, but there was no real echo. Trying to move again, she found she was restrained tight, the straps attached to whatever she was attached to, some kind of table. Her arms were spread out at her sides, and her legs were kept apart. The strap across her belly kept her pinned down as she tried to struggle. She couldn't spit the thing in her mouth out, but she did see something else was attached to it, some kind of rope coming from both ends and extending up, though the bright light kept her from seeing what it was attached to. A pair of wooden beams came out of the thing holding her neck down, and if she guessed, attached to the ceiling above her, but that was also obscured by the light.\n\nGlancing to the side, her eyes suddenly went wide. \"Yeah, family's here.\" The voice said as she caught sight of her daughter. Janice was bound in almost the same way she was, the 19 year old tied to some kind of wooden table by straps and left completely naked, her ample breasts and athletic body on full display to whoever was talking. The teen had been crying, but she was also gagged by some piece of wood, held in place by a strap around her head. Dawn couldn't see everything, but there were other straps wrapped around her daughter's arms and legs, higher, one just below her shoulder, another on her thigh by her hip. One on each arm and leg, she guessed, though she had no idea what they were for as they didn't seem to attach to anything.\n\nShe finally got a view of the man holding them captive as he stepped between the two bound women, and he was something very unusual indeed. \"Welcome to Cardiff.\" He was a gryphon, something she'd never seen before. She wasn't sure, but if she had to guess, he was in his 30's. His feathers were bright green and blue, fading to just blue fur down around his bare midsection as his body shifted from avian to a distinctly feline lower half, including his lion tail, the tuft at the end the same green as the feathers. Though there was something strange about him. He had no wings. She thought gryphons were supposed to have wings. His face also was scarred, a jagged line across his face near his beak where the feathers... or fuzz... or whatever it was lacked any color, just a pure white.\n\n\"Been a while since I had any yanks in my company.\" He reached out his arm. The feathers ended just behind his elbow, the rest of his forearm turning into something tougher, almost scaly, like chicken feet, ending in talon-like digits. He rested one of his talons against her chin, and she let out a growl through the gag. \"Never caught a raccoon before, either. Thought for sure you would have those bandit-mask markings. Guess you can't believe everything you read online.\" He glanced down. \"Do have rings on your tail, at least.\" He moved his talon-hand to rest on one of her breasts, making her tense up. \"Nice set of knockers, too.\"\n\nHe chuckled at her struggle. Turning around, she saw he did have wings... or used to. His back was a mess of scars, the feathers only partially covering the scarred flesh, and the feathers that were there also lacked any color in splotchy patches of white among the blue and green. The wings looked like they had been rather forcefully removed, only mangled, uneven stubs that attached to his shoulder blades remaining. All of it long healed over. He caught her staring. \"Pretty bad, eh? My uncle. Real bastard. Raised me and my sister. Beat us a lot. Did worse, too. Got drunk and used a butcher knife to cut 'em off. Did worse to Margaret, gods rest her soul. But he made me a man, too. Forced me to get strong enough to put him in the ground, too.\"\n\nHe chuckled. \"Oh, but here I am telling you my life story, and I haven't even introduced myself.\" He gave a slight bow. \"Reginald Middleton. You may call me Reggie.\" He pat her belly. \"And you are Dawn Carmichael.\" Her eyes went wide. \"Age 42, divorced, and on vacation in 'England' with your daughter Janice, age 19.\" He glanced up at her. \"This is Wales, by the way, not England. You yanks should really learn the difference. It would be like me saying I was in Texas, New York.\" He saw the look of panic. \"How do I know all that? You can find out a lot about a person by a quick search online.\" He moved to grab something from nearby, holding them up. \"Your passports gave me your names and ages. The rest I got from your Tweeter and Jawbook profiles. You practically post your whole life story for all the world to see. Its how I know you are currently single, but Janice has a cute boyfriend named Bill.\" He glanced at the teen, who was trying to keep herself from crying, and failing. \"He's cheating on you, by the way. There's more pictures of him and that mouse Jill than him and you. He's absolutely fucking her on the side.\"\n\nHe tossed the passports over his shoulder, clapping his talons together. \"But enough about all of that. Let's get to why I have you two lovely ladies tied up in my little dungeon. You see, I'm mad. Quite insane.\" He chuckled, clicking his beak. \"Not surprising, I'm sure. But I propose a little game to be played.\" He got another object from somewhere, then brought it back and held it up. It was a vibrating wand, with a bulbous head. \"I'm going to strap this fun little toy onto mum here. I want you to endure it for one hour. That's all, just one hour.\" He held up a talon-digit. \"However, there is a catch. Every time you orgasm, your cute daughter will get punished. And that strap against your belly has a monitor in it, so it'll know when you do. No hiding it by being stoic.\" Dawn tried to struggle again, making very angry noises. \"Oh yes, that anger should help.\"\n\nHe got something else from behind him. \"But there is a way out. I'm going to unstrap the gag in your mouth. All you need to do is let it go, and all this will end.\" He held up another talon-digit. \"But think hard about doing that. See the rope coming from it? That's fixed to a large blade up above. Once you let it go, that blade will come down.\" He made a motion across his neck, along with a sound of whooshing. \"Right through the neck. It'll chop a head clean off. Pretty quick death, but that will be the end to my game.\" Both women stared at him in horror, the teen crying some more, the mother glaring in fury. \"Oh, but here's what you get if you win. I'll release both of you, give you all the money I've got, which is quite a lot, I should add, and shoot myself in the head.\" As if to prove his point, he held up a revolver. \"Got this from another yank that was visiting a while back. I'll use it to splatter my brains against the wall, and you two will be free to leave, significantly richer, if a little more traumatized than you were. No matter what, someone is dying today at the end of this little game.\"\n\nHe set the gun down and picked the wand back up, setting it against Dawn's inner thigh, the bulbous head pressed right up against her exposed pussy lips. \"Let's see if you can hold out long enough.\" He attached the wand with another strap. \"Oh, but first.\" He moved around, reaching down behind her head and working to open the strap. \"I'd bite down nice and hard. Don't want to let that blade fall early.\" He finished unstrapping the gag as she clamped her jaw shut. She felt the tug as it tried to pull from her mouth, but it wasn't a struggle to hold onto it. Moving back around, he rested his talons against her thigh. \"Let's begin.\" He clicked the wand on, and she tensed up as the vibrations started. He moved over to a table and started a timer. \"One hour. Good luck. Oh, and make as much noise as you like.\"\n\nDawn closed her eyes, taking deep breaths through her nose. The vibrator working against her sex was doing its job, but she could endure it. She had to. One hour, and she and Janice would be free. She tensed up when the wand was shifted slightly, to make sure it was positioned enough to also work against her clit. \"Sorry. Got to make sure you're feeling it. But don't you worry, I'll keep my talons off of you for the hour. Teasing you would only be cheating.\" He moved to sit down in a chair, doing nothing to hide his cock growing hard as he watched. He didn't stroke at it, for now just enjoying the show.\n\nFor nearly twenty minutes, Dawn was able to resist the wand vibrating against her. But it was working on her. Against her wishes, her slit was getting more and more damp, her body wanting to accept the pleasure being forced on her. Whenever she tried to squirm, it only made her rub against the vibrator more, especially her now swollen clit, sending a shiver through her body. But she was struggling to keep still, her muscles clenching and twitching. Her clit touched the vibrator again, and she grunted, clenching her jaw harder. The pressure was building, and she desperately tried to tamp it down, but it rose all the more for her efforts. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to think of anything to hold back the rising pleasure. Her body still squirmed, as if it was trying to rub against the vibrator now, despite her best efforts to keep still.\n\nReggie watched as the woman's pleasure rose, his cock twitching, but he still denied himself. He clicked his beak with eager excitement, but didn't say anything. Her breathing grew shorter, quick gasps through her nose. A few strained sounds came from her as she tried to hold back moans or groans. But she couldn't hold back forever. At just over twenty two minutes, her first orgasm struck her. She couldn't hold it back, her body demanding the release. Her pussy drooled her juices as it started to squirm and almost thrash in her restraints. The look on her face was mortified humiliation, but she kept her jaw clamped shut around the wooden bit, even as strained moans escaped her throat. There was a soft beep from the sensor on the strap around her middle.\n\nA similar beep sounded from one of the bands around Janice's arms. The thing suddenly activated, pulling thin but extremely tough and sharp wires hidden within tight with a powerful mechanism. The result was instant and dramatic. The wires snapped tight, cutting through flesh, and even slicing through bone, completely severing Janice's right arm just below her shoulder. The young woman let out a loud scream only partially muffled by the wood in her mouth. Blood started to pour out of the severed stump. She thrashed on the table from the pain, having never felt anything so bad before.\n\nReggie chuckled as he walked over, unstrapping the wrist and letting the severed arm roll off the table to thump onto the floor. \"Guess your mum couldn't hold back.\" He gently pat the thrashing teen's belly, then looked at Dawn. The girl's mother was staring with wide-eyed horror as her daughter screamed in agony. \"I did say she'd be punished each time you cum. I guess I never said how.\" He clicked his beak a few times. \"See, I love watching cute girls get mutilated. Learned that when my Uncle tore my sister and my wings off. It was painful, yes, but I never came so hard as when she screamed in pain like that.\" He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, smelling the blood in the air. His cock twitched.\n\nWhen he opened his eyes, he looked directly into Dawn's horrified gaze. \"Mmm, you still have another forty minutes. Think you can hold back another one?\" He motioned at the rope. \"Or you can let go, end this all now.\" The older raccoon clenched her jaw harder, her teeth sinking slightly into the hard wood in her mouth. She wasn't going to let the man win. She would hold back, until this lunatic let her and her daughter go. And if he didn't shoot himself, she'd do it for him! She just hoped that Janice could hold out long enough to survive this. She saw her girl give her a look and a quick, jerky nod. Even through all the pain, her daughter was trying to reassure her.\n\nDawn took in a deep breath when the vibrator suddenly grew more intense, turning up to a higher setting. She squeezed her eyes shut, tears running from them. \"Thirty minutes. You're now on level three of five. I'll increase the level every ten minutes.\" He resisted the urge to pat her quivering thigh. He did still stay close, watching as she tried to hold back, but she was struggling already, her body still sensitive from the last orgasm. She still did a very good job not giving in, despite how much her pussy was drooling now.\n\nHe glanced at the timer, then back down. \"Forty minutes. Time to go up another level.\" Dawn tried to shake her head, but he ignored her and clicked the vibrator higher again. As it got more intense, she couldn't hold back from the edge she'd been on. She started to thrash, screaming in panic as much as unwanted pleasure as the orgasm ripped through her body. The sensor made another beep, and this time it was the strap against Janice's thigh that responded. Like the one on her arm, it suddenly activated, the wires snapping tight and carving through the meaty thigh and right through the bone, severing her right leg just below her hip.\n\nJanice screamed in agony again as the pain struck her once more. She thrashed about on the table, making her drooling blood splash about. \"That's two. Only two more li-\" Before he could finish speaking, the sensor beeped again, and the strap on Janice's other leg activated, slicing through it the same as the first. The teen was left almost bouncing in her remaining restraints from the agony. He chuckled as he started to unfasten the restraints on the severed legs, letting them both plop to the floor with a meaty thump. \"Seems your mum really is quite pent up, cumming twice in a row, knowing what it'll do to you.\"\n\nHe glanced at Dawn. She was also thrashing, shaking her head quickly, tears in her eyes as she saw her daughter being mutilated like that. She couldn't stand it anymore. The vibrator was still going, and there was no way she would be able to hold back another, especially as it had one higher setting to torment her with. She squeezed her eyes shut, but made her choice. If her dying could save her little girl, then she would do it. She opened her mouth, screaming. \"STOP IT!\" The bit released, it was tugged upwards, and the blade was released from above. She heard it moving, metal sliding down grooves to guide it. She waited to feel the edge cut into her.\n\nShe heard it hit meat and crack through bone... but not hers. The screaming from Janice suddenly ended at the same time, replaced by the sound of something wet splashing out onto the floor, and a heavy thud. She opened her eyes, only for them to go wide as she saw Janice's now headless body thrashing on the table, blood drooling and spurting from the numerous stumps, including her neck. \"N-n... no...\" She felt numb as she stared at her daughter's dying body. She dared to look a little further, seeing the girl's head on the floor, eyes wide in panic and terror, staring at her... or past her.\n\nReggie reached over and turned the vibrator off. \"I never said whose head would be lost when you gave up.\" He unstrapped the vibrator and pulled it away from her tingling, drooling pussy, setting it down. \"But I've won this little ga-\"\n\n\"[b]YOU MOTHER FUCKER! I'LL FUCKING RIP YOUR THROAT OUT WITH MY TEETH![/b]\"\n\nHe was not surprised by her furious outburst. \"Yes, you've every right to be angry.\" He stepped closer and hit some control on the table she was attached to. The end her legs were strapped to suddenly fell away, leaving her hanging on what was now the edge, though still attached to the table. \"But I'm going to claim my prize for winning.\" He moved in between her legs, his pointed cock touching her drooling lips.\n\n\"Don't you dare touch me, you sonofabitch!\"\n\nHe chuckled, reaching out to grab one of her heavy tits. \"My dear...\" He suddenly thrust himself forward, plunging his whole shaft deep into her pussy. \"You can't stop me.\" She clenched her jaw tight, glaring at him through the rage-fueled tears. She refused to make any noise as he started to thrust. He was bigger than most men she had ever taken, but not so big that it was painful by itself. But she did not welcome the thick, meaty cock filling her. Yet her body tried to, still overly sensitive from the multiple forced orgasms before. In another circumstance, she would have enjoyed such a cock stuffing so deep into her, but now she just wanted to rip it off and stuff it down the gryphon's gullet.\n\nHe moaned as he thrust his hips against her, enjoying the look of anger and sadness on her face, and the tightness her trying to resist him gave. \"Take heart. One of these days, some cunt will manage to win this little game. I will keep my word, and splatter my brains against the wall when that happens.\" He grunted, doing nothing to hold back. \"But not today.\" His pleasure was growing quickly. Watching her cumming so often, and watching the fate of her teenage daughter had been edging him the whole time. It would not take him much to reach his own climax. And much like her, it would not be his only one of the evening.\n\nReggie grunted as he felt himself getting close, his hips slapping against hers over and over. \"Time to end this little game.\" He grabbed something and held it up, Dawn's eyes going wide as the barrel of the revolver was pointed at her.\n\nShe shook her head, her tone suddenly shifting from angry to terrified. \"W-wait! Don-\" He didn't hesitate, pulling the trigger. The bang was loud in the small room, enough to make his ears ring a little, even expecting it. The result was instant, her head jerking as the back suddenly exploded in a spray of blood, bone, and ripped brain matter. Her whole body jerked with her, and clenched tight.\n\nHe tossed the gun to the ground and gripped her wildly shaking hips, slamming himself forward into her harder than before. Her cunt clenched and quivered around him. \"Fuck!\" He moaned out, ramming forward as his cock throbbed and spewed his seed deep into her dying tunnel. He humped forward several more times, gripping at her tits hard enough to sink his talons into the soft flesh. \"That's it, mum! Your reward for being such a good player.\" He humped his hips a few more times, milking as much of his first load as he could into her.\n\nBy the time he was done emptying his balls into her, the raccoon's body had grown still. He pulled himself free of her messy cunt, his cum slowly oozing out. He moved around to have a look at her. There was a neat hole just above her right eye, though the back of her head was much more a mess, completely blown open from the bullet. Her eyes were still wide in panic and shock, but stared at the wall instead of him. He pat her chin gently, then turned to look at the teen's corpse instead. He gingerly stepped over her head, looking down at the stump of her neck where it had been attached. Blood still oozed out of the three stumps, but it had slowed to a trickle now that her heart had stopped.\n\nReaching over, he touched the strap on her remaining arm, activating it. It sliced through flesh and bone as easily as the others. He released the restraint on the wrist to let it roll away, leaving her limbless, headless torso remaining. He loved seeing pretty girls reduced to this, just a pile of meat and holes. His cock was already hard again just looking at her. He unfastened the strap around her middle and shifted her body to lay across the table, her neck facing him. He moved closer, his cock pressing against the exposed hole to her throat. \"My favorite way to fuck a girl.\"\n\nWith one thrust, he shoved deep into her tight throat, letting out a loud moan at the feeling. He gripped her tits, sinking his talons into them like he had her mother's, and used them to tug her body back against him. His hips thrust forward, slapping against her severed neck. What little of her throat was left bulged outwards visibly as he stuffed his shaft down it. He cared nothing for how much blood was covering his fur or feathers, he would wash later. For now, he moaned as he fucked her neck. He took a little more time with the younger raccoon, not nearly as desperate for release this time.\n\nAs he was feeling his pleasure building, the timer went off. He chuckled. \"Forgot to turn that off. Would have been the end of the game.\" He gripped the teen's tits harder, sinking talons deeper into the soft mounds. \"I really would have let you leave if your mum hadn't given up.\" He grunted. \"Though you probably would have bled out by now. She was quite a slut, cumming like that, even knowing you'd suffer.\" He grunted again, his cock starting to throb. \"Fuck... your turn!\" He threw his head back as he stopped holding back, his hips slamming forward over and over. With a loud cry, he came just as hard as before, blasting his load down her neck and into her belly. He gripped her breasts so hard, he nearly tore them off.\n\nWhen he did finally remove his talons, the young raccoon's breasts were left with deep gashes, splitting the flesh and fatty tissue. He let out a soft, low whistling sound as he pulled back his bloody cock. Cum drooled out of her neck, dripping onto the floor and mixing with her blood. \"Ah... you raccoons aren't so bad as holes.\" He felt something bump his foot and looked down to see her head. He reached down and picked it up by her short, black hair. He stared into her teary, blank gaze, eyes foggy and vacant. \"Mmm, good look for you. A vapid slut that doesn't even know her own boyfriend is cheating on her.\"\n\nHis cock twitched a little, still hard. He flipped the head around and brought it down, slipping his cock up into her throat again. With a moan, he slowly pushed it deeper, until the tip emerged from her mouth. \"Ahh... that's good.\" He smiled, glancing over at Dawn. He moved over, getting closer to the older woman's head. \"Here. Give your mum a kiss.\" He gripped Dawn's head, turning it a little, and moving forward to press Janice's close, until their mouths were pressed together in a 'kiss' that left the tip of his cock in the mother's mouth. He held both heads like this as he started to thrust, moaning softly. It wasn't often that he got to do something like this, feeling two tongues against his shaft, but he did love it.\n\nWhile he took his time, it was still not long before he was at his limit, and blowing another load. This time, it flowed out of Janice's mouth and into Dawn's, some down her throat, but most leaking out from between their mouths. He thrust several more times, using the teen's tight throat to work out every last shot he had to give. When he finally felt like he had finished draining his balls dry, he pulled back. His cum drooled out of Dawn's mouth. When he slipped free of Janice's mouth and throat, quite a bit drooled out of her's, too. He set the girl's head down between her mum's mangled breasts, then walked away, only to drop into a chair heavily. He panted and gasped, feeling tired and spent. His cock felt the same, but more than a little satisfied as it finally started to deflate again.\n\nHe glanced at the gun he had tossed onto the floor. Letting out a grunt, he just looked at the thing. \"Guess it's not today either, mate. Maybe next time I'll be the one with my mind splashed against a wall.\" He leaned back, closing his eyes. The thought of someday blowing his own brains out did make his cock twitch a little, but not enough to get hard again... not right now, anyway. He just knew the day he did finally lose this little game and end his own life, he would probably cum harder than ever before. He was so tempted to do it now, but that wouldn't be fun. The anticipation of the inevitable was the best part. Someday, he'd feel the bullet ripping his brain to pieces in a blinding flash of agonizing ecstasy. But not today. Today, he had a pair of sexy yank sluts to deal with. He should probably get the oven ready. He'd be enjoying some meat pies for a few days.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Coffee Break Story

A Test of Endurance

By XP Author


Dawn tried to let out a groan as her consciousness swam back to the surface, but something was in the raccoon's mouth. It tasted like wood. She realized something was strapped around her whole face keeping the thing in place. Everything else felt wrong, too. She was cold, and there was a tightness around her wrists, ankles, and belly. As her mind returned to itself, things clicked into place. She was cold because she was naked. The things around her wrist and ankles felt like straps of some kind, rough nylon or canvas. Trying to sit up, something blocked her neck, more wood. She forced her eyes to open, only to wince as a light shined down on her from above, a little harsh to her still sensitive eyes.

A voice spoke, deep and accented. She'd have said it was an 'English' accent, but her American ear didn't know the difference between English and what it actually was, Welsh. "Finally awake? Guess I spiked your drink a little too much. Sorry 'bout that. Not used to dealing with you raccoons."

She forced herself to open her eyes again, wincing through the pain of the bright light. She tried to look around. She was in some kind of small room, the walls made of dirty stone, but there was no real echo. Trying to move again, she found she was restrained tight, the straps attached to whatever she was attached to, some kind of table. Her arms were spread out at her sides, and her legs were kept apart. The strap across her belly kept her pinned down as she tried to struggle. She couldn't spit the thing in her mouth out, but she did see something else was attached to it, some kind of rope coming from both ends and extending up, though the bright light kept her from seeing what it was attached to. A pair of wooden beams came out of the thing holding her neck down, and if she guessed, attached to the ceiling above her, but that was also obscured by the light.

Glancing to the side, her eyes suddenly went wide. "Yeah, family's here." The voice said as she caught sight of her daughter. Janice was bound in almost the same way she was, the 19 year old tied to some kind of wooden table by straps and left completely naked, her ample breasts and athletic body on full display to whoever was talking. The teen had been crying, but she was also gagged by some piece of wood, held in place by a strap around her head. Dawn couldn't see everything, but there were other straps wrapped around her daughter's arms and legs, higher, one just below her shoulder, another on her thigh by her hip. One on each arm and leg, she guessed, though she had no idea what they were for as they didn't seem to attach to anything.

She finally got a view of the man holding them captive as he stepped between the two bound women, and he was something very unusual indeed. "Welcome to Cardiff." He was a gryphon, something she'd never seen before. She wasn't sure, but if she had to guess, he was in his 30's. His feathers were bright green and blue, fading to just blue fur down around his bare midsection as his body shifted from avian to a distinctly feline lower half, including his lion tail, the tuft at the end the same green as the feathers. Though there was something strange about him. He had no wings. She thought gryphons were supposed to have wings. His face also was scarred, a jagged line across his face near his beak where the feathers... or fuzz... or whatever it was lacked any color, just a pure white.

"Been a while since I had any yanks in my company." He reached out his arm. The feathers ended just behind his elbow, the rest of his forearm turning into something tougher, almost scaly, like chicken feet, ending in talon-like digits. He rested one of his talons against her chin, and she let out a growl through the gag. "Never caught a raccoon before, either. Thought for sure you would have those bandit-mask markings. Guess you can't believe everything you read online." He glanced down. "Do have rings on your tail, at least." He moved his talon-hand to rest on one of her breasts, making her tense up. "Nice set of knockers, too."

He chuckled at her struggle. Turning around, she saw he did have wings... or used to. His back was a mess of scars, the feathers only partially covering the scarred flesh, and the feathers that were there also lacked any color in splotchy patches of white among the blue and green. The wings looked like they had been rather forcefully removed, only mangled, uneven stubs that attached to his shoulder blades remaining. All of it long healed over. He caught her staring. "Pretty bad, eh? My uncle. Real bastard. Raised me and my sister. Beat us a lot. Did worse, too. Got drunk and used a butcher knife to cut 'em off. Did worse to Margaret, gods rest her soul. But he made me a man, too. Forced me to get strong enough to put him in the ground, too."

He chuckled. "Oh, but here I am telling you my life story, and I haven't even introduced myself." He gave a slight bow. "Reginald Middleton. You may call me Reggie." He pat her belly. "And you are Dawn Carmichael." Her eyes went wide. "Age 42, divorced, and on vacation in 'England' with your daughter Janice, age 19." He glanced up at her. "This is Wales, by the way, not England. You yanks should really learn the difference. It would be like me saying I was in Texas, New York." He saw the look of panic. "How do I know all that? You can find out a lot about a person by a quick search online." He moved to grab something from nearby, holding them up. "Your passports gave me your names and ages. The rest I got from your Tweeter and Jawbook profiles. You practically post your whole life story for all the world to see. Its how I know you are currently single, but Janice has a cute boyfriend named Bill." He glanced at the teen, who was trying to keep herself from crying, and failing. "He's cheating on you, by the way. There's more pictures of him and that mouse Jill than him and you. He's absolutely fucking her on the side."

He tossed the passports over his shoulder, clapping his talons together. "But enough about all of that. Let's get to why I have you two lovely ladies tied up in my little dungeon. You see, I'm mad. Quite insane." He chuckled, clicking his beak. "Not surprising, I'm sure. But I propose a little game to be played." He got another object from somewhere, then brought it back and held it up. It was a vibrating wand, with a bulbous head. "I'm going to strap this fun little toy onto mum here. I want you to endure it for one hour. That's all, just one hour." He held up a talon-digit. "However, there is a catch. Every time you orgasm, your cute daughter will get punished. And that strap against your belly has a monitor in it, so it'll know when you do. No hiding it by being stoic." Dawn tried to struggle again, making very angry noises. "Oh yes, that anger should help."

He got something else from behind him. "But there is a way out. I'm going to unstrap the gag in your mouth. All you need to do is let it go, and all this will end." He held up another talon-digit. "But think hard about doing that. See the rope coming from it? That's fixed to a large blade up above. Once you let it go, that blade will come down." He made a motion across his neck, along with a sound of whooshing. "Right through the neck. It'll chop a head clean off. Pretty quick death, but that will be the end to my game." Both women stared at him in horror, the teen crying some more, the mother glaring in fury. "Oh, but here's what you get if you win. I'll release both of you, give you all the money I've got, which is quite a lot, I should add, and shoot myself in the head." As if to prove his point, he held up a revolver. "Got this from another yank that was visiting a while back. I'll use it to splatter my brains against the wall, and you two will be free to leave, significantly richer, if a little more traumatized than you were. No matter what, someone is dying today at the end of this little game."

He set the gun down and picked the wand back up, setting it against Dawn's inner thigh, the bulbous head pressed right up against her exposed pussy lips. "Let's see if you can hold out long enough." He attached the wand with another strap. "Oh, but first." He moved around, reaching down behind her head and working to open the strap. "I'd bite down nice and hard. Don't want to let that blade fall early." He finished unstrapping the gag as she clamped her jaw shut. She felt the tug as it tried to pull from her mouth, but it wasn't a struggle to hold onto it. Moving back around, he rested his talons against her thigh. "Let's begin." He clicked the wand on, and she tensed up as the vibrations started. He moved over to a table and started a timer. "One hour. Good luck. Oh, and make as much noise as you like."

Dawn closed her eyes, taking deep breaths through her nose. The vibrator working against her sex was doing its job, but she could endure it. She had to. One hour, and she and Janice would be free. She tensed up when the wand was shifted slightly, to make sure it was positioned enough to also work against her clit. "Sorry. Got to make sure you're feeling it. But don't you worry, I'll keep my talons off of you for the hour. Teasing you would only be cheating." He moved to sit down in a chair, doing nothing to hide his cock growing hard as he watched. He didn't stroke at it, for now just enjoying the show.

For nearly twenty minutes, Dawn was able to resist the wand vibrating against her. But it was working on her. Against her wishes, her slit was getting more and more damp, her body wanting to accept the pleasure being forced on her. Whenever she tried to squirm, it only made her rub against the vibrator more, especially her now swollen clit, sending a shiver through her body. But she was struggling to keep still, her muscles clenching and twitching. Her clit touched the vibrator again, and she grunted, clenching her jaw harder. The pressure was building, and she desperately tried to tamp it down, but it rose all the more for her efforts. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to think of anything to hold back the rising pleasure. Her body still squirmed, as if it was trying to rub against the vibrator now, despite her best efforts to keep still.

Reggie watched as the woman's pleasure rose, his cock twitching, but he still denied himself. He clicked his beak with eager excitement, but didn't say anything. Her breathing grew shorter, quick gasps through her nose. A few strained sounds came from her as she tried to hold back moans or groans. But she couldn't hold back forever. At just over twenty two minutes, her first orgasm struck her. She couldn't hold it back, her body demanding the release. Her pussy drooled her juices as it started to squirm and almost thrash in her restraints. The look on her face was mortified humiliation, but she kept her jaw clamped shut around the wooden bit, even as strained moans escaped her throat. There was a soft beep from the sensor on the strap around her middle.

A similar beep sounded from one of the bands around Janice's arms. The thing suddenly activated, pulling thin but extremely tough and sharp wires hidden within tight with a powerful mechanism. The result was instant and dramatic. The wires snapped tight, cutting through flesh, and even slicing through bone, completely severing Janice's right arm just below her shoulder. The young woman let out a loud scream only partially muffled by the wood in her mouth. Blood started to pour out of the severed stump. She thrashed on the table from the pain, having never felt anything so bad before.

Reggie chuckled as he walked over, unstrapping the wrist and letting the severed arm roll off the table to thump onto the floor. "Guess your mum couldn't hold back." He gently pat the thrashing teen's belly, then looked at Dawn. The girl's mother was staring with wide-eyed horror as her daughter screamed in agony. "I did say she'd be punished each time you cum. I guess I never said how." He clicked his beak a few times. "See, I love watching cute girls get mutilated. Learned that when my Uncle tore my sister and my wings off. It was painful, yes, but I never came so hard as when she screamed in pain like that." He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, smelling the blood in the air. His cock twitched.

When he opened his eyes, he looked directly into Dawn's horrified gaze. "Mmm, you still have another forty minutes. Think you can hold back another one?" He motioned at the rope. "Or you can let go, end this all now." The older raccoon clenched her jaw harder, her teeth sinking slightly into the hard wood in her mouth. She wasn't going to let the man win. She would hold back, until this lunatic let her and her daughter go. And if he didn't shoot himself, she'd do it for him! She just hoped that Janice could hold out long enough to survive this. She saw her girl give her a look and a quick, jerky nod. Even through all the pain, her daughter was trying to reassure her.

Dawn took in a deep breath when the vibrator suddenly grew more intense, turning up to a higher setting. She squeezed her eyes shut, tears running from them. "Thirty minutes. You're now on level three of five. I'll increase the level every ten minutes." He resisted the urge to pat her quivering thigh. He did still stay close, watching as she tried to hold back, but she was struggling already, her body still sensitive from the last orgasm. She still did a very good job not giving in, despite how much her pussy was drooling now.

He glanced at the timer, then back down. "Forty minutes. Time to go up another level." Dawn tried to shake her head, but he ignored her and clicked the vibrator higher again. As it got more intense, she couldn't hold back from the edge she'd been on. She started to thrash, screaming in panic as much as unwanted pleasure as the orgasm ripped through her body. The sensor made another beep, and this time it was the strap against Janice's thigh that responded. Like the one on her arm, it suddenly activated, the wires snapping tight and carving through the meaty thigh and right through the bone, severing her right leg just below her hip.

Janice screamed in agony again as the pain struck her once more. She thrashed about on the table, making her drooling blood splash about. "That's two. Only two more li-" Before he could finish speaking, the sensor beeped again, and the strap on Janice's other leg activated, slicing through it the same as the first. The teen was left almost bouncing in her remaining restraints from the agony. He chuckled as he started to unfasten the restraints on the severed legs, letting them both plop to the floor with a meaty thump. "Seems your mum really is quite pent up, cumming twice in a row, knowing what it'll do to you."

He glanced at Dawn. She was also thrashing, shaking her head quickly, tears in her eyes as she saw her daughter being mutilated like that. She couldn't stand it anymore. The vibrator was still going, and there was no way she would be able to hold back another, especially as it had one higher setting to torment her with. She squeezed her eyes shut, but made her choice. If her dying could save her little girl, then she would do it. She opened her mouth, screaming. "STOP IT!" The bit released, it was tugged upwards, and the blade was released from above. She heard it moving, metal sliding down grooves to guide it. She waited to feel the edge cut into her.

She heard it hit meat and crack through bone... but not hers. The screaming from Janice suddenly ended at the same time, replaced by the sound of something wet splashing out onto the floor, and a heavy thud. She opened her eyes, only for them to go wide as she saw Janice's now headless body thrashing on the table, blood drooling and spurting from the numerous stumps, including her neck. "N-n... no..." She felt numb as she stared at her daughter's dying body. She dared to look a little further, seeing the girl's head on the floor, eyes wide in panic and terror, staring at her... or past her.

Reggie reached over and turned the vibrator off. "I never said whose head would be lost when you gave up." He unstrapped the vibrator and pulled it away from her tingling, drooling pussy, setting it down. "But I've won this little ga-"

"YOU MOTHER FUCKER! I'LL FUCKING RIP YOUR THROAT OUT WITH MY TEETH!"

He was not surprised by her furious outburst. "Yes, you've every right to be angry." He stepped closer and hit some control on the table she was attached to. The end her legs were strapped to suddenly fell away, leaving her hanging on what was now the edge, though still attached to the table. "But I'm going to claim my prize for winning." He moved in between her legs, his pointed cock touching her drooling lips.

"Don't you dare touch me, you sonofabitch!"

He chuckled, reaching out to grab one of her heavy tits. "My dear..." He suddenly thrust himself forward, plunging his whole shaft deep into her pussy. "You can't stop me." She clenched her jaw tight, glaring at him through the rage-fueled tears. She refused to make any noise as he started to thrust. He was bigger than most men she had ever taken, but not so big that it was painful by itself. But she did not welcome the thick, meaty cock filling her. Yet her body tried to, still overly sensitive from the multiple forced orgasms before. In another circumstance, she would have enjoyed such a cock stuffing so deep into her, but now she just wanted to rip it off and stuff it down the gryphon's gullet.

He moaned as he thrust his hips against her, enjoying the look of anger and sadness on her face, and the tightness her trying to resist him gave. "Take heart. One of these days, some cunt will manage to win this little game. I will keep my word, and splatter my brains against the wall when that happens." He grunted, doing nothing to hold back. "But not today." His pleasure was growing quickly. Watching her cumming so often, and watching the fate of her teenage daughter had been edging him the whole time. It would not take him much to reach his own climax. And much like her, it would not be his only one of the evening.

Reggie grunted as he felt himself getting close, his hips slapping against hers over and over. "Time to end this little game." He grabbed something and held it up, Dawn's eyes going wide as the barrel of the revolver was pointed at her.

She shook her head, her tone suddenly shifting from angry to terrified. "W-wait! Don-" He didn't hesitate, pulling the trigger. The bang was loud in the small room, enough to make his ears ring a little, even expecting it. The result was instant, her head jerking as the back suddenly exploded in a spray of blood, bone, and ripped brain matter. Her whole body jerked with her, and clenched tight.

He tossed the gun to the ground and gripped her wildly shaking hips, slamming himself forward into her harder than before. Her cunt clenched and quivered around him. "Fuck!" He moaned out, ramming forward as his cock throbbed and spewed his seed deep into her dying tunnel. He humped forward several more times, gripping at her tits hard enough to sink his talons into the soft flesh. "That's it, mum! Your reward for being such a good player." He humped his hips a few more times, milking as much of his first load as he could into her.

By the time he was done emptying his balls into her, the raccoon's body had grown still. He pulled himself free of her messy cunt, his cum slowly oozing out. He moved around to have a look at her. There was a neat hole just above her right eye, though the back of her head was much more a mess, completely blown open from the bullet. Her eyes were still wide in panic and shock, but stared at the wall instead of him. He pat her chin gently, then turned to look at the teen's corpse instead. He gingerly stepped over her head, looking down at the stump of her neck where it had been attached. Blood still oozed out of the three stumps, but it had slowed to a trickle now that her heart had stopped.

Reaching over, he touched the strap on her remaining arm, activating it. It sliced through flesh and bone as easily as the others. He released the restraint on the wrist to let it roll away, leaving her limbless, headless torso remaining. He loved seeing pretty girls reduced to this, just a pile of meat and holes. His cock was already hard again just looking at her. He unfastened the strap around her middle and shifted her body to lay across the table, her neck facing him. He moved closer, his cock pressing against the exposed hole to her throat. "My favorite way to fuck a girl."

With one thrust, he shoved deep into her tight throat, letting out a loud moan at the feeling. He gripped her tits, sinking his talons into them like he had her mother's, and used them to tug her body back against him. His hips thrust forward, slapping against her severed neck. What little of her throat was left bulged outwards visibly as he stuffed his shaft down it. He cared nothing for how much blood was covering his fur or feathers, he would wash later. For now, he moaned as he fucked her neck. He took a little more time with the younger raccoon, not nearly as desperate for release this time.

As he was feeling his pleasure building, the timer went off. He chuckled. "Forgot to turn that off. Would have been the end of the game." He gripped the teen's tits harder, sinking talons deeper into the soft mounds. "I really would have let you leave if your mum hadn't given up." He grunted. "Though you probably would have bled out by now. She was quite a slut, cumming like that, even knowing you'd suffer." He grunted again, his cock starting to throb. "Fuck... your turn!" He threw his head back as he stopped holding back, his hips slamming forward over and over. With a loud cry, he came just as hard as before, blasting his load down her neck and into her belly. He gripped her breasts so hard, he nearly tore them off.

When he did finally remove his talons, the young raccoon's breasts were left with deep gashes, splitting the flesh and fatty tissue. He let out a soft, low whistling sound as he pulled back his bloody cock. Cum drooled out of her neck, dripping onto the floor and mixing with her blood. "Ah... you raccoons aren't so bad as holes." He felt something bump his foot and looked down to see her head. He reached down and picked it up by her short, black hair. He stared into her teary, blank gaze, eyes foggy and vacant. "Mmm, good look for you. A vapid slut that doesn't even know her own boyfriend is cheating on her."

His cock twitched a little, still hard. He flipped the head around and brought it down, slipping his cock up into her throat again. With a moan, he slowly pushed it deeper, until the tip emerged from her mouth. "Ahh... that's good." He smiled, glancing over at Dawn. He moved over, getting closer to the older woman's head. "Here. Give your mum a kiss." He gripped Dawn's head, turning it a little, and moving forward to press Janice's close, until their mouths were pressed together in a 'kiss' that left the tip of his cock in the mother's mouth. He held both heads like this as he started to thrust, moaning softly. It wasn't often that he got to do something like this, feeling two tongues against his shaft, but he did love it.

While he took his time, it was still not long before he was at his limit, and blowing another load. This time, it flowed out of Janice's mouth and into Dawn's, some down her throat, but most leaking out from between their mouths. He thrust several more times, using the teen's tight throat to work out every last shot he had to give. When he finally felt like he had finished draining his balls dry, he pulled back. His cum drooled out of Dawn's mouth. When he slipped free of Janice's mouth and throat, quite a bit drooled out of her's, too. He set the girl's head down between her mum's mangled breasts, then walked away, only to drop into a chair heavily. He panted and gasped, feeling tired and spent. His cock felt the same, but more than a little satisfied as it finally started to deflate again.

He glanced at the gun he had tossed onto the floor. Letting out a grunt, he just looked at the thing. "Guess it's not today either, mate. Maybe next time I'll be the one with my mind splashed against a wall." He leaned back, closing his eyes. The thought of someday blowing his own brains out did make his cock twitch a little, but not enough to get hard again... not right now, anyway. He just knew the day he did finally lose this little game and end his own life, he would probably cum harder than ever before. He was so tempted to do it now, but that wouldn't be fun. The anticipation of the inevitable was the best part. Someday, he'd feel the bullet ripping his brain to pieces in a blinding flash of agonizing ecstasy. But not today. Today, he had a pair of sexy yank sluts to deal with. He should probably get the oven ready. He'd be enjoying some meat pies for a few days.

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