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Her reaction was natural, she had to make it easier for Kaena to do whatever she wanted. It would be worse for Vieira to try and deny Kaena the touch she was trying to get, regardless of how much the woman didn't want it. A cringe was on her face and wanted to pull back and resist. She wanted to resist everything everyone else did to her but she never did. Her lesson had been learned quickly when she resisted either males that owned her, a far more severe punishment was put upon her form, and Vieira did not want to push Kaena any further.
The question that was asked made her jerk in response, the touch of her owner's hand against her womanhood, caressing her in ways that made her feel weird. Astaroth or Sivaro had never pleasured her unless to humiliate her but it was few and far between. It gave her mixed signals of pain and pleasure and she never liked it, nevermind how much it felt inside her. Vieira could not open her eyes and the question was asked again. Even if it felt good, it ached, and she wanted it to stop. Slowly, her head turned left and right. It was within an inch and the only indication of a "no" she could muster because with her jaws parted, she could not find her voice to speak.
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The hybrid wanted to touch Vieira more than anything, inflict on the other girl what had been done to her—maybe sharing this pain, giving it unto another, maybe that would have helped. Her breath came faster in her chest, her fingers caressing the warmth between the younger canine's legs, her single golden eye roving sharply over the smaller canid's body, devouring every inch of it. Kaena did not know if she found Vieira truly attractive; to be certain, the younger canine was very pretty, but the hybrid woman was more drawn to the ability to inflict pain on the other canine.
There was movement from the other canine's head, just the slightest shake of her head, and a sinister growl escaped the hybrid woman's mouth. "Then, maybe you'd prefer a beating? Maybe you'd prefer if I skinned you alive or drank all of your blood," she said plainly, the flat tone of her voice indicative of the seriousness of her threats. "Isn't this better?" the hybrid said, sliding her finger roughly inside of the female, probing forward firmly and pressing for the secret spots of pleasure lurking within her. Her touch was certainly rough, but it was not all bad, there was some element seeking to grant pleasure to Vieira, else the hybrid would have had the other coyote's muzzle buried between her own legs or something pleasurable for Kaena.
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Vieira noticed Kaena did not like her answer. It was evident with the growl in her face but she had not been able to lie. Sivaro demanded her to lie, demanded her to admit she liked it in order to humiliate her. Kaena had not, but it seemed like it was getting there. She was presenting alternatives, a beating, a skinning... ultimately, death. Vieira didn't know whether or not to believe her but she could not risk it. She was sure the other woman was capable of such things, especially when the slave would not fight back. Her resistance had been beaten out of her long ago and several times her life dangled on a line when either of her owners became too violent. She always had to be careful not to upset them and now, Kaena was one of them.
Her jaw parted slowly to speak, to beg for mercy, but her voice was gone. She wanted to tell her she did not want to be beaten, but it seemed to be one or the other. Sexual abuse went all sorts of ways, physically, mentally, emotionally. This would haunt her in her mind longer than the physical aspects would. A beating would do the same, but the physical side would last longer. And suddenly, she felt she had an answer without speaking. Kaena was inside her, pushing past the barrier the woman had been dancing along. The previous was bad enough and it was only getting worse. It was awkward, uncomfortable, and she felt pain when Kaena's finger played inside her and Vieira struggled to remain in what awkward standing form she was in.
She whimpered, more out of pain and discomfort than the pleasure shew as getting from it. She felt the pleasure senses strike inside her but her mind was fighting it, as it always did. The toes of her feet expanded and her claws went down into the cave floor. They tried to grip for something but all she could do was cause a pain in her nails as they tried to cling to the floor. The knees of her back legs buckled and her rump lowered to the ground as much as she could. Unwillingly, she pressed against Kaena but she was trying to find comfort despite the intruder and the new sensation of being sexually abused by a female.
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There was no verbal answer to her question, but the hybrid woman did not require one. The tawny coyote answered plenty with her body language and her soft whimpers, giving Kaena plenty of answer to the questions she'd asked. Death was never the right answer; she'd needed to prove that to herself. Given the opportunity, all but the most depraved canines would choose to keep living. "Of course, I thought so." she muttered, a slow, twisted smile spreading across her scarred face. Vieira chose life, just as Kaena had.
The hybrid continued to sneer at the other coyote as she pushed her finger further, moving her finger in a rather rhythmic motion in and out of the younger canine's body. Her other hand ceased to pet the girl's muzzle, instead snaking to pet the top of Viei's skull, laughing softly to herself as the canine's claws gripped at the floor. Some small part of the hybrid still screamed that this simply was not right; she had no right to inflict the same kind of pain and hurt that had been done to her. But more of Kaena felt that Viei was hers, as much hers as any piece of property she owned—and the hybrid woman knew that meant she could do as she pleased to the other canine.
Her finger drew slowly out of the other canine's warmth, resting so that just the tip of it was inside of her as another finger wriggled inside. Her golden-yellow eye was drawn to the open wound on the side of the canine's face, still just barely leaking bloody red into the open air. The hybrid no longer desired that fluid, however; her hand was currently engaged in something far more intriguing and far more humiliating than simple physical pain. "You belong to me," the hybrid said forcefully, sliding both of her fingers back inside of the canine to emphasize the statement.
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Vieira whimpered again, unable to speak but Kaena did not seem to want a verbal answer. She got everything she needed from Vieira's body language, despite her mind screaming at her. Astaroth was encouraging her and Sivaro was laughing. An evil laughter that haunted her, a laughter she heard every time he tortured her, touched her when she did not want him to, and inflicted all sorts of pain on her through one easy action. Kaena was learning to do the same (or, perhaps, she knew already and did not act like it until now) and Vieira was seeing the extent of her cruelty.
Her sole finger inside her began to pull free, but it remained inside her just a fraction but Vieira felt the entire length of it torturing her insides. A second finger was introduced and her inner muscles tightened instinctively around the finger, whether or not to keep it out or welcome it inside and feel the extent of it. The both of them lingered in limbo inside her, dancing on the edges of her sex and she whined, jaw tight, and her nails pressed harder onto the stone floor. Vieira's grips were failing and her leg muscles cried out for relief.
As soon as Kaena's voice reached her ears, sounding like a scream, both fingers were inside her and furthering her torture. Vieira was lost somewhere between a punishment and just torture, finding that she could not place where this lay. Did waking up late permit this? Instead, it seemed like Kaena's was proving a point, one Vieira knew well enough from going to owner after owner until they died or tired of her. She did not doubt her ownership, but Kaena was ingraining it into her mind much like the others. She was getting a point across and it was being written in stone inside the slave's mind.
Vieira's mind was not able to fight anymore. She would not want it the entire time but her body, unable to fight the pleasure, decided to take over. The younger woman was humiliated that it was happening, that a pleasure was forming inside the lower portion of her body and giving into the torture. She wanted to hate it physically just as much as she did mentally but the slave was weak and unable to hold her own in this sort of battle.
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As the hybrid's fingers pried apart the younger canine's defenses, sliding further into her warm and silken depths, her mind wove around Haku, remembering the way he'd held her down. It was just like Kairo had done to push her down and flatten her against the earth, force himself inside of her. A shudder ran through the hybrid's mind as she thought of the men who'd done those things to her, but she failed to connect Vieira to herself. Vieira was hers, something like a child but more like a pet, more like the snake Spade had kept with him, and it was Kaena's absolute right to do as she pleased.
Justified to herself, the hybrid's focus intensified, her fingers tugging a gentle rhythm inside of the other female's body, grinning madly with the tightness forming in the coyote's nether regions, the slickness apparent in her that had not been present when the hybrid had first brushed against her sex, telltale signs to the elder female that the younger's body was engaged in the same sort of wicked betrayal she had experienced with Haku.
"I knew you liked it," the hybrid whispered to the other canine's ear. Her voice held a hind of delight at the other canine's arousal. The coyote leaned forward, her teeth just barely nibbling the velveteen edge of the appendage, wondering if she could push the other canine quite so far. Would her body submit to the hybrid woman entirely? The coyote increased her fervor in her touching, her pace increasing, goaded by the positive signs from the other woman's body.
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The only way Vieira knew how to stop was to give in, to let her body take over and do whatever Kaena wanted. It was hard to stop fighting, even if it was slipping away from her grasp. She didn't want to give in but knew she had to. Kaena would continue to touch her, play with her, cause a further betrayal of her body until she did. Until she was ultimately humiliated and on the floor as a pathetic figure that could not stand up for herself. She was an object and molded however someone wanted her, even if her mind would fight it. She felt her jaw spasm and go slack suddenly, her mind letting go and she instead focused on what was being done to her. Her mind cried out, soon followed by her own throat that was a long whine, low in tone and more of a grunt than anything. Vieira choked on the feelings burning inside her, doing her best to finally let them go.
Pleasure from sex was rare but Kaena was focused on her, making sure she felt pleasure she did not want. Astaroth and Sivaro were focused on pleasure they wanted, they didn't care if they hurt her in the process. She was simply their toy to enjoy, she had to give them pleasure, one way or another. It was degrading on her, that she could not stop it, and she felt her back arch automatically with Kaena's rhythm as she ground inside her, words suddenly filling her ears. I knew you liked it. It sat in her mind, Sivaro laughing manically. I knew it, she heard inside her mind and she cried out again, grunting as her entire body felt the heat and ignored the bite of her ear.
With her back arched, Vieira could not stop her response. She moved suddenly, arched and pushed, humping against Kaena's hand as she fingered her. Vieira had to make it stop somehow and this was all she knew how to do, it was what her body was telling her to do instead of her mind. Her mind was gone for the moment, hidden away, and Sivaro was sitting inside her, laughing, yelling, calling her names as she awkwardly thrust herself on the woman's arm. She did her best to block out the sounds, both inside and outside her head, and focused on her basic need of pleasure so she could feel the extent of her humiliation later. Her body felt close, but deprived and beaten for so long made it feel so far away, but she tried, flexing her own muscles and moving against her.
Vieira cried again, her eyes fluttering slightly, and her jaw slack as her tongue slipped past her charred lips. The heat of her body began causing her to pant. Vieira lacked much control and what little she did have was gone, her mind slipping away entirely as she focused, her movement all she needed to worry about until it was over.
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The smaller canine's back arced into the air, her body quite suddenly becoming animated against the coyote woman's movement. A strange sound came from the hybrid then, somewhere between a pleased yip, mocking laughter, and aroused moan. Her arm had been moving in a motion rather like a piston until the other canine had begun bucking against it; now she twirled her hand about in half-circular motions in addition to this, cricking her fingers against the other canine's innards. Her own arousal might have become apparent by then, but the hybrid paid it no mind; the thought of allowing herself to be touched was still out of the question, and the silver-furred woman doubted she could even bring her own fingers anywhere near her own parts.
With a purring sort of sound the coyote's thumb came into play, teasing along the outside of the other woman's entrance, at once insistently rubbing the edges surrounding the fingers plunged inside of her. "Oh, is my pretty filthy thing going to come for me?" she teased, her voice husky with lust and arousal. Vieira's body would betray her just as Kaena's had, unwanted orgasm from uninvited touch.
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Kaena added something new and Vieira's mind whirled. Her body twitched and she felt her mind fall into a goo. She couldn't think about anything. Suddenly, Sivaro became silent (or she toned him out, it was hard to tell), but all she could do was think about her sudden need. Her need to orgasm, her need to get this over with, her need to curl up inside a hole and die of embarrassment. It was getting to be too much but her body could not stop. It drove on while she screeched mentally, it fading away as well and she began to move with a little more fervor. Her humping slowed down slightly but they became longer strides, grinding herself slowly into Kaena
s palm, the thumb that touched her outside, and the hand that was holding her in place. Her legs began to feel the pain and her muscles locked up, pressing into the cold stone ground but she could not stop. Her arch became more defined and evident, her mind becoming a liar when she announced she didn't like any of this.
Her knees awkwardly touch the ground and her front legs did their job to hold her up so she could push into Kaena's arm. She had to end this somehow so she could move on. Her body seemed to drag on having been denied such a feeling for so long, perhaps able to count the number of times she had gotten this far on one hand and actually completing her body's need with two fingers. She whimpered and cried out in sudden frustration that her body was taking so long. Tears welled up in her eyes from the humiliation she was going through, the amount of trouble her body was causing. She no longer felt a pain inside her, Kaena's hands were simply pleasure, but she would have a hard time admitting this later. Vieira knew in the back of her mind it would come back to haunt her, Kaena would use this on her only to humiliate her further. I have been good to you, echoed her mind and this pleasure, this rarity of a feeling, was just another thing to add to the list should the woman ever do wrong.
With tears in her eyes and frustration clearly written across her face, she felt she was close and the time would be soon. Soon, it would be all over. She could crumple in a heap and take whatever Kaena could verbally dish out, Vieira no longer cared. The touch and intrusion of her owner's hand, formally unwanted, was all she could think about and it shamed her that it came to this. Kaena's words striking out at her, pushing her into the dirt. It sounded like something Sivaro would say, but he would use other words. Whore. Slut. They all stung, they all meant the same thing, after all. She had fallen into a pit of sudden lust from her molestation and she could not stop it. Her body wanted it now, needed it, and her mind's cry was a faint blow in the wind in the back of her head.
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The coyote's movements only served to push the hybrid forward, goading her to move her fingers faster inside of the other canine's body, adoring the feeling of the other canine's silky insides sliding against her digits. Her palm was wet with Vieira's fluids, her thumb rubbing against her insistently now as the woman showed clear signs of drawing nearer to her climax. The hybrid's golden eye again roved over the canine's body, barely making note of the expression on her face, certainly still hateful of the hybrid for trespassing in her very body. Part of Kaena certainly took pleasure in that; she knew she was not wanted here. This was violation in the very same manner that Haku had delivered to her, the very same her brother had inflicted on her in precious and innocent youth.
The quivering tightness enveloping the hybrid's fingers was truly lovely, drawing hard against her fingers as she pulled them back, once more dangling them just at the outside of the coyote's entrance, just beyond the reach of her thrusting hips. "Say please," the hybrid insisted, leaning forward once more to speak close by the canine's ear, her tongue flicking forward to tickle against the fur there. "Beg for it," she commanded, knowing she had dangled the other canine on the very edge of explosion, denying her that exquisite release her body was demanding in its thrusts and shivers.
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Vieira felt her body begin to give. Every other part of her was wearing out, her body cramping and her eyes having a hard time focusing. She was panting heavier now, release just over the edge and she thought she could see it. Nearly a life time of pent up sensations were coming over her and it was coming hard, she could not believe how she had gone from the woman that did not want Kaena to even look at her cruelly to wanting more inside her. She knew she could not take it anymore, that she had to force her body on and move, pressing hard with each slow thrust against the hybrid's hand.
Suddenly, however, Kaena stopped and began to draw back. Vieira's eyes shot wide open and her front legs buckled, sending her weight on the arm of the woman. It was as if she had been riding a bike and suddenly she slammed into a wall. A moment later, trying to catch her breath, she felt Kaena's hot air touch her ears and a demand to say please. She had not used her voice in the last little bit and she worried it was gone for ever. She did not speak in that moment until Kaena demanded further, asking her to beg for release that her body needed. She could not give up now. Vieira whined automatically, her whimper long as she struggled to keep a balance as she straddled the woman's arm, the cruelty of lacking this pleasure lingering between them.
Vieira dared to push against her with her back as if it would help but it was only a tease, pushing back and forth between the uncomfortable lack of pleasure and the absolute need to orgasm. The tears having formed in her eyes spilled in frustration as she stared ahead, biting her lip a moment until she knew she could not take it. Begging for it would further her humiliation, it would tear down what little she had left with Kaena, and the hybrid knew. She knew the torture she was inflicting, as if it were all calculated. She had been able to tell when Vieira was ready and snapped back just before it broke the sill. In a whine, Vieira lowered her head and her muzzle lightly touched the fur of Kaena affectionately, the muscles of her vagina clenching and tightening, trying to gather the fingers that were once inside her.
"Please," she begged pathetically, her jaw slack and her tongue panting from her mouth. "Please..." she murmured again, unable to find the right words for the situation. Her mind was a flutter, nothing could align to make sense because her body was thriving on instinct and she couldn't shake it. "Let me come," she choked finally and ground herself into the hands that danced on the outside of her warm folds, unable to get the still fingers to cooperate. Her need dependent on Kaena in this moment and she was forced to beg, as if the humiliation of getting this far, of being touched where she never wanted, of actually turning into something that needed it, that humped the woman's arm until release were not enough. "Please," she nearly hissed, but it was not in anger, she just could not get the entire word out audibly.
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The silver-furred coyote knew this humiliation; she had come for Haku, felt her very body take off and run wild with its own desires and its own needs, damn what her mind thought or felt about those moments of extreme pain and extreme pleasure with Haku; her body had cried out for him while her mind had screamed in agony at his violation. She was intimately familiar with what Vieira was feeling at the moment, but she had no idea—and it was unlikely she cared, anyway. She had pushed the other coyote this far, what was a little further?
Grinning like a madman as the other canine writhed and thrashed at her sudden cessation of movement, the hybrid left her fingers to dangle where they were, her arm moving with the other female's thrusts to keep them away from Vieira. The coyote's words echoed against the otherwise empty cave, and though the temperature outside was quite cold, the hybrid hardly felt it here, not with Viera's warmth so close to her fingers, not with her own arousal. The pleading tone of the other canine pleased the hybrid, and she could not help but to laugh softly, teasing her thumb along the outer rim of the canine's opening.
The coyote was opening her mouth to speak when the smaller canine again begged to climax, her tone far more forceful before. The tawny coyote's desire was practically tangible, the red-hot and quaking part of her just at the tips of the hybrid woman's fingers telling Kaena just how badly Viera's body did want this, even if her head revolted against it. Quiet for perhaps the first time, the hybrid's fingers plunged forward once more, tugging at the other canine's strings as if she was a puppet, perfectly versed with Viera's body for Kaena's knowledge of her own. This time the hybrid's pace was absolutely feverish, her fingers plunging into the woman's body as deeply as they could, sliding them out once again, demanding her orgasm.
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The time between her last beg and Kaena's next movement felt like an eternity. Her eyes were hollow as they stared and her muzzle pressed against the woman's arm as she waited, wondering vaguely if she had to beg further. Her jaw began to form a word but within that second, she was invaded again. At first, it was uncomfortable but her fingers found their place. They moved faster than before, pushing at her insides with force and she felt her eyes roll back into her head. Vieira's own body pressed forward to help and her muzzle continued to nuzzle against the hybrid's arm. She struggled for posture as she put some of her body weight on the arm and used it for support, pressing her womanhood further onto her hand to add to the pleasure.
There were no other words between them, Kaena's fingers restlessly probing her insides and moving quicker until Vieira's body buckled. It hit her like a freight train, a pleasure she could not remember. She remembered sitting there, leaning back, and Sivaro taking advantage of her with something (if it were not his bare hand) in front of other coyotes. The only thing she could remember was the embarrassment and humiliation she felt. Today, she would remember the pleasure and how it rocked her. It was only her and Kaena, no one else (except for the cackling of her former owners in her mind but she could not focus on them) were around to watch her pathetic body give away to its desires. Vieira's body was left hollow, pressing her weight onto the woman with a few last twitch and grinds against her hand until it surpassed.
Vieira's eyes were closed right as she struggled with her front legs steady, to stop her full weight on the woman when all she wanted to do was collapse on the floor and cry. Her face was already wet form tears having welled up and overflown through her fur. The slave could barely breathe as she felt her body relax, feeling high and away from her body. The muscles in her back legs began to give out and they extended awkwardly, putting more weight on her front legs and on Kaena's arm. It was too much and the woman could barely move another muscle as she felt the throb inside her start to slow.
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The orgasm rippled through the younger canine's body, quite palpable to the focused elder hybrid. The tawny canine went rigid with the hybrid's touch, which did not cease until she felt the quaking from the Quintus begin to subside. Even then, the hybrid lingered inside of the other canine, enjoying the pulsating feeling of being wrapped up inside of another. The hybrid's fingers moved ever so slightly, still twitching within her depths ever so slightly, almost as if she did not wish to stop, even if Vieira was finished. The coyote considered persevering on, but she had pleasured the other canine more than enough, so she figured. Vieira had learned her lesson.
The delighted smirk spread wider across the hybrid's face as she teased her fingers slowly out of the other canine's depths, drawing the tips of her fingers over the most hypersensitive places inside of Vieira. "Isn't that better?" the scarred canine cooed softly, her voice ridiculously sweet and out-of-place with the brutality of the act she'd just committed smeared across her fingers. The hybrid's yellowed eye glanced to the mess across her hand, and without second thought she shoved it toward the coyote's face, spreading her fingers apart to give the canine the best possible access to her digits. "Clean it off," she commanded, certainly not about to dip to cleaning Viera's fluid from her fur. "And then yourself."
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When her body finally calmed down, the echo of her fingers lingering in side and slowly coming out. Her entire body was sensitive and tingled at the touch the hybrid was giving her. It was a little painful to be touched after such a heavy orgasm, something she could not remember experiencing. Even if position made her uncomfortable but she could not move. Her legs were tired and her head lowered while Kaena pulled away completely and she felt an empty cold wind around her womanhood. The heat was dying down and there was a moment between them, Kaena's voice was soft and gentle and it threw Vieira off. For a moment, she thought someone else was in the den and it frightened her but her eyes flickered up slightly to realize it had been Kaena, speaking as if she had done something good for her. Shame filled her hollow form, her body heating up with humiliation all of a sudden, and her ears remained flat upon her head without much of an answer.
When she thought her punishment was over, there was more. Kaena put her hand in font of her face. The same hand that just assaulted her, molested her until she had felt a temporary insanity. The woman demand her clean it and she blink at first, unable to control the hesitation from her shock. She did not wait longer, though, and closed her tired eyes to lick the woman's hand like a pet dog. Vieira was careful as she licked, getting between each finger of her soaked hand and tasting herself in the midst of her fur. She moved the length of her digits slowly and reached around her palm, letting her tongue last longer on there as it lapped at her fur until she could taste no more, and instead a dirty and salty taste when her hand was cleaned.
Vieira forgot about her second order when she pulled her head back, slowly examining the hand to make sure it was clean. She lingered in silence but realized there had been something else. Her humiliation was far from over, she felt, and her head lowered. Her back legs spread slightly as she examined herself, dipping low and letting her tongue cover her womanhood, something she was used to doing in the privacy of just herself. She wished for relief of her embarrassment, a sign that Kaena would tell her to go away but it did not come. Vieira was left, cleaning herself in front of her owner until she was free of her own wetness. Afraid of an inspection to come, Vieira moved with ease and care and cleaned herself extensively with circular motions of her tongue, just as she had the woman's hand. When the same taste entered her mouth, free of the excitement she caused, her head picked up and her leg lowered back to the ground as she closed herself off and waited for further degradation with her head hanging low in shame.
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There was that aspect of humiliation that had caused Kaena to first push the other canine's boundaries and see where they fell; Vieira had been nothing short of absolutely obedient during the whole process, though her face had shown the unpleasant effects of violation quite clearly. The hybrid was kind in her own head; she had imparted onto Vieira a peculiar kind of gift, a satisfaction, an orgasm—for that, she was benevolent and gracious, granting the girl more than her predecessors had, from the way the younger canine had strained with her touch. There was a shocking, twisted glee within the elder hybrid at the completion of this terrible act, a violently abusive pleasure she had not indulged in for too long.
Her youth was filled with agony like this, inflicted onto Kaena and inflicted by Kaena onto others—but she had always veered toward the violent side of violation, preferring to slay and murder rather than rape and pillage. She had never considered herself as base and vile as Salvaged Eternity, and yet here she had perpetrated an act scarcely better than he had, and she understood it at long last. It was a terrible comprehension, one that turned her stomach and ached inside, burning like acid. An intense desire to hurt herself in some way throbbed in her chest, and the hybrid watched as the other canine set to cleaning herself, drawing no pleasure from it as a cold sensation crept through her form.
When the Quintus had finished the hybrid turned her eye away, unable to stomach the sight of the other canine standing and waiting for more, ever receptive to whatever brutality Kaena might feel like subjecting her to. "You're a good girl," the hybrid said shakily, hardly able to keep her voice from quivering.
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The woman had not noticed Kaena's reaction to being cleaned. She noticed a tenseness the woman had but it was overlooked. She had an order, to clean her fluids off her owner and she could not stop without being told to. All of it was humiliating but she could not stop. Her own cleaning had been desired to be in her room, without the eyes of Kaena (even if she had not received them at all), but it was simply the fact she did it in the presence of another so crudely, having been soaked in the first place.
There was a silence that lingered between them, Vieira's eyes glued to the feet of Kaena while she waited. Her tail curled around her side and she squirmed on the floor. There was a wetness below her but she did not move. She couldn't move another inch without permission after her punishment. Without any warning, Kaena spoke and announced that she was a good girl. Vieira's ears perked upon her head out of reflex as if she heard wrong, but she hadn't. She did not notice the change in her owner's voice, instead concerned with the fact she had pleased Kaena. Her owner believed the lesson had been learned after the wound on her face followed by the rape.
Vieira remained silent and humiliation still took control of her body but it was appeared to be she was forgiven. Her tail thumped on the cool cave floor a few times in response. She didn't know what to stay but she was thankful that her punishment was over, that the day could move on. Vieira would not be able to forget it, but it was over. She would be mentally tortured for some time, until things cooled down, but it would be with her forever. It was the first time violated by a female, the first time she had an orgasm she would remember, over something so trivial.
The girl had to restrain herself to move forward and nuzzle her owner, to prove she had learned her lesson after forgiven. Even if she managed to do it, she realized how tired her body was after the stress and how much her face hurt now that the entirety of her pleasure was gone. Pain and embarrassment sat with her but she did not announce it and she did her best to hide it. After her small praise, Vieira waited for further instruction, expecting some task to do, even if she was already exhausted again and the sun had barely been up a few hours.
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Vieira stood, simply waiting for more punishment to be meted out, but the hybrid woman could no longer oblige those darker urges inside of her. Wrapped up in the moment, it was not so bad; there was nothing to think about. Now, forced to face her deeds and gaze into the young, pretty face of her captive, Kaena did not feel particularly good about herself. The desire to hurt had passed, satiated on the younger canine's blood and bodily fluid, and there was a loveless ache in Kaena now, her own balled-up guilt and shame throbbing and festering deep within her, some forgotten remnant of Salvaged, of Kairo, of Haku.
The hybrid stepped slowly backwards toward the elevated part of the floor that served as her bed. "Come here," she said, and even to herself it did not sound commanding, more like pleading, begging. She was beyond caring at that point; she had inflicted pain and in a way, the hybrid woman too was as tired as the other coyote in front of her, utterly drained and devoid of any more energy. She desired to sleep again, and curl up until the late afternoon rolled around and she could drink to forgetting this morning.
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In the silent moments, Vieira began to feel awkward. There was a limbo and nothing was really happening. Kaena had been upset Vieira was still sleeping and not doing something productive and she felt like she needed to be doing something to avoid further punishment. However, the woman could do nothing if she was not given direction. She would simply sit in the same position on the floor until she was commanded to move. It was then that Kaena shuffled and backed away from her. Vieira felt confused that Kaena was leaving and had yet to order her around but soon there was an instruction. The tone Kaena used was soft despite the order, one that should have been harder and with more anger, one that would result in more pain of the smaller coyote.
Kaena was backing toward her bed, Vieira could see that much, and she felt a panic inside her. Her legs stiffened in place after her order but she shook them free. Her previous molestation was still heavy on her body, her mind, and her exhaustion was enough to show that. It was hard to move her legs in the direction Kaena commanded, even if Vieira did not want to. Vieira did not want be touched again when she had convinced herself her punishment was over, she had been praised a good girl, after all, and thought it was all over.
Vieira swallowed as she moved, following in Kaena's steps. Her body lowered when she approached the bed, closing the distance between Kaena and herself. She didn't know what to expect other than being touch again in ways she did not want. Her body was still, and would be for the next little bit, sensitive to any touch that came her way. But Vieira was unable to object the command and she could only hope her posture was enough to prove she was scared, that she had learned her lesson, but had no idea how to get it across. Her tail was hooked around the inside of her thigh as she moved to the best, making the incline and stopping a foot away from her owner and feeling the light touch of the cool cave floor on her belly.
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The hybrid had relished having absolute power over anither living being, but now the thought of it made her slightly ill. Still, she knew she would not relinquish Vieira, not yet anyway—there was still a sense of possessiveness within the silver-furred Centurion, and Kaena still felt as if Viei belonged to her. The smaller canine halted in front of the hybrid woman, who leaned back slowly onto the bed, curling up on her side in a somewhat fetal position, her yellow eye still focused on the other canine in her dwelling. The faint scent of sex still clung to the cave, and the hybrid wished a fresh breeze would whisk it away, leaving the cave clean and free of that lingering smell.
"Up here," the hybrid said, her voice sounding stronger than it had but still weak. Though she had whispered the statement with their proximity and the close quarters of the cave it sounded obscenely loud to the hybrid's own ears. Drawing in a breath slowly, she regarded the other coyote and her fear, wanting to reach out and stroke her head and apologize, but unable to do so. That was weakness, that was kindness; Kaena could no such true thing to Vieira.
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