Pet

~~~A/N: This is for my boys. Who I so want to see just how perverted I really am. To Aeo, Kiy, Col, Ebk, the minis, and everyone else on the OBW linkshell on Fairy. If it isn't graphic enough... I'll fix it next chapter for you. -.^ ~~~

The wind kicked up the dust and sand that covered the canyon floor, creating small dust devils that spun down the beaten path before colliding with the jagged rocks that protruded across the landscape. It was an inhospitable place, filled with Goblins, Yagudo, and other wild beasts who could easily strip the flesh from the bones of the weak.
He was not weak. Even the Beast men in the area could see that they were no match for him. The wind whipped his hide mantle and ripped at his armor, but he ignored it. His cerulean blue eyes were fixed on movement in the distance.
She had gotten lost, taken a wrong turn in Sarutabaruta and had been wondering the canyon for days. Her clothes were dirty and torn, her flesh bruised and scraped, and in her blind wonderings against the wind, she had bumped into a Goblin Thug.
She had run from him as fast as her legs would carry her, but the little creature was fast and his blade had found it’s mark several times. She had lost so much blood, had run so long, that her vision was blurring and her legs threatened to give out on her.
She didn’t see him until she was practically on him, the man that stood against the wind as if it had not been blowing. She knew he was strong, much stronger then herself , surely he could dispatch the monstrous beast that wished to end her life. “Please help me!” She cried as she fell to her knees at his feet.
“What will you give me for the help?” He asked dryly. His eyes roaming over her blood soaked flesh.
“Anything you wish. Just please, please help me.” She cried out as the Goblin fell upon her with his dagger, cutting deeply into her side.
Taking his ax in hand he brought it down against the head of the goblin, splitting it clean in half and leaving the twitching corpse laying next to the dieing girl.
“Thank you.” She managed weakly, her long feline ears drooping as she felt the world fading around her.
“You’re quite welcome little one.” He answered, bringing his hands together as he chanted a simple healing spell.
She felt her wounds close, and while she still felt weak, she no longer feared that she would die. “You saved my life. How can I repay you?”
“Take off your clothes.”
She stared at him, her green eyes large with disbelief. “What?”
“Take off your clothes.” He repeated evenly.
Slowly she stripped off the ruined garments and lay them on the ground at his feet until she knelt naked before him.
He smiled, enjoying the sight of the Mithra’s small muscular body. Digging through his bag he found a leash and collar that he always carried with him and fit the collar around the girls neck. “I have saved your life, and that is what I am claiming. You will be my little Mithra pet from this day on, and I will be your master. Do you understand pet?”
“Yes Master.” She whimpered, her tail wrapping around her thigh in defeat.
“Good. Now come along. I don’t feel like camping somewhere I can be ambushed.” Slowly he led her down into the mountains, away from the wind and the Beast men, leaving her bloody clothes to blow aimlessly across the canyon.
Night was slow to descend upon the world, but slowly the light of the sun faded, replaced by the soft blue glow of the water moon. It was not yet half full, but still shed enough light that the tall cacti and other desert plants looked ominous to the little Mithra. She shivered visibly, both from fear and from the cold chill that came with the night. Her little rosy nipples were hard with the cold, a sight her master was pleased to see,
“Pet.” He called, his groin ached with desire for her, and he had never been a man to deny himself anything.
“Yes Master?” She asked in a shaky voice, unsure of what this Hume man would do to her.
Opening his trousers he exposed his hard shaft to the cool evening air and her eyes. “Come here, it’s time you learn your place.”
She moved closer to him, her eyes never leaving the monstrous thing he had released from his pants. It wasn’t the first time she had seen a male naked, Tarutaru were often prone to running the streets of Windurst without clothes. But the thing before her now was so much larger then any she had ever seen.
“Take it in your hands pet, stroke it, lick it, suck on it.” He commanded, his breath already coming quickly. Commanding a beautiful innocent young Mithra was more gratifying then any beast he had ever charmed.
Slowly she reached out and took him in her hand, his flesh was warm and firm in her grasp, but softer then she thought it would be. Bending her head over his hips she tentatively licked the tender flesh with her slightly rough tongue, earning a low groan of approval from the man under her.
He let her explore with her mouth and hands, felt the warm cavity of her mouth as she sucked just the head. He thrust his hip up as she moved to pull away from him, his hand coming to entangle in her hair. Her mouth was tight and wet but only fueled his desire for her. Pulling her away from his aching erection he ravaged her mouth with his own while his other hand positioned her above him.
Slamming into her with one brutal motion, he felt her maiden head rip against his length and width as she screamed in pain against his mouth.
She had never felt such pain as she did the moment he filled her. The sharp blade of the Goblin cutting into her flesh was nothing compared to this new pain her Master inflicted upon her. She squirmed and struggled against his strength as he pounded into her relentlessly.
“Stop fighting me.” He growled, as he rolled her underneath him to insure she could not escape.
Hot tears flowed freely down her cheeks, her claws finding the flesh of his arms as she tried desperately to move away from him.
Eyes narrowing, he grasped her hips with enough force to bruise the flesh with his finger tips and in one swift and violent thrust claimed her back entrance.
A blood curdling scream echoed off the canyon walls, her body tightening around the intrusion in and attempt to stop it. “Stop, please stop, please… it hurt.” She sobbed desperately as he slammed into her anal cavity just as harshly as he had her womanhood.
“Shut up slut. This is your punishment for fighting me.” He grunted as he continued to pound into her, his release eminent.
She continued to sob as she felt him spill his seed deep inside her. She ached all over and wished to Altana that she had never asked the man to save her. For he hadn’t saved her, he had turned her into a slave.
After he had finished with her he pulled free and fixed his clothing, laying on the hard ground he closed his eyes. “Go to sleep pet. And, I wouldn’t think about running away. Your punishment for that would be much worse then for the little scratches on my arms.”
Sore and tired she curled into a ball on her side, her body shaking from the cold and the pain that still radiated through her.