[m]Waking up in a strange place
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Hands pushed down on her, pinning Terra down to the ground again. She squirmed under his grasp, mouth open wide as a stream of pleas flowed, wordless and painful. Fighting was not what she had done wrong. Terra knew that much. What she had done wrong was not pay attention to where her traps where and forgotten about it. If she hadn't been in there he would have never captured her. Master? She didn't have a master! Terra went where she wished. Nothing stopped that. Was he going to try to do that? Why?

A hand ran along her muzzle, a soft caress. Terra couldn't suppress the pleasure that it gave her, pushing into it. She hated this male, hated being trapped, yet found herself enjoying his touch. Why? Terra jerked away as soon as she realized, hoping that he hadn't noticed her struggle in controlling herself. She knew this. Terra was in heat, that all consuming desire that told her to find a mate, to flirt and to push herself as close to males as possible. He was the male that was here unfortunately, and not someone of her choosing. She didn't respond to the name, not caring what he called her. It could be anything under the sun, and Terra wouldn't care. It wasn't her name, just something applied to her like many, many others.


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