I try to run past him. My paws pounding the floor beneath me. His arm shoots out as He grabs my wrists. Pulling them roughly behind my back. A button flies off my shirt as my breasts are thrust out. His breath is hot in my ear as He presses himself against my back and  hisses a warning. “Bad girl. Maybe you need a lesson in discipline.” He wraps my wrist tightly, making sure i can’t wriggle free this time. My breath comes in gasps as he pushes me back into the bedroom. Shoving me until my legs hit the bed.”First lesson. SIT!” My legs give out as he pushes me backwards. “Lesson two, Lay Down.” My back  bounces as it hits the mattress and my breath leaves me in a huff. My skirt rides up on my hip slightly and i watch as his eyes travel down my body.
                The mattress dips and creaks as he kneels on the
edge of it. His body radiates heat as he leans over me and i try to shuffle
away from him. His paw slams down next to my face and i stop moving. His other
paw toys with the next few buttons on my blouse as His muzzle dips low and he
burrows his nose into my neck,inhaling deeply. His claws slice easily through
the fabric, releasing the buttons.“Now…”
A shrill ringing sounds through the room and my captor freezes.
The phone rings again and  a growl of frustration bubbles out of his
throat. “STAY!” The mattress bobs with his weight and suddenly the warmth is
gone. The chill of the room creeps into my fur. My wrists chaff slightly as i
struggle against my bonds. I can hear my captor moving around in the next room.
His paws heavy on the wood floor.
                I know i don’t have much time before he comes back
in here. I need to find a way out. I felt the excitement my captivity brought
to him when he pressed against my back. The hard bulge in his pants that
pressed against my hip. I have to escape before He decides to use it. The
thought of what that monster might try to do to me propels me from the bed. The
mattress springs squeak as i roll off the side. I try to land as quietly on my
paw pads as i can. No need to call attention that I'm trying to escape already.

                The room has only one window. Faded blue curtains
cover it. Protecting the occupants from preying eyes. I use my muzzle to
separate the curtains. Hoping to find He forgot to lock the window. Any time i
can save at this point can only help me. A sense of triumph fills my chest when
i find the window not only unlocked, but also slightly open about half an inch.
Just enough space to get my fingers in.
Turning around i stop to listen for my jailer. I can still hear
the swish of his fur as he wanders through the small house. I can hear the
murmur of his voice as he talks to whoever had the misfortune of calling him
now.I’m terrified of what he has planned for his return. What he may do to me.
Wasting no time i jam my fingers under the window. Slowly i'm able to wriggle it
open enough that i should be able to fit through. I take one last glance around
the room before tossing one leg over the sill. Dipping my head i try to squirm
my body through the small opening.
                Something clamps down on my ears suddenly. I feel
a sharp pain before my head is yanked backwards and i slip back into the room.
I land in a heap on the floor, my captor still holding onto my ears. “Someone
doesn’t know how to listen to orders.” His free hand reaches down and grabs my
chin. His claws dig in slightly. “Lets try this again. UP!” His command echoes
through the room and my legs attempt to untangle themselves as i stand. I
stumble slightly and he yanks on my ears again, pulling me over to the bed.
“Now, LAY DOWN.” His paw releases my ears and i stumble forward. Sprawling
awkwardly on the mattress.
Sharp claws slice through the bindings and my hands are free
again. Quickly i try to scurry away from him. If i can just make it to the
door. His paws are hot and forceful as he grabs my hips and flips me onto my
back. My skirt is flipped up and my panties are clearly visible. His eyes are
full of lust and my heart rate increases drastically. I’m sure he can hear how
loud it is pounding. My arms fly in front of me to ward off my attacker and i
try to cross my legs. To stop him from taking the only thing i won’t give.
                His leg wedges between mine. Forcing them apart
and allowing him to grind against me. I can feel his excitement as he shoves
his hips against mine. I try to twist away. I beat on him with my tiny paws,
trying desperately to get him off of me, but he only laughs. He roughly catches
both my wrists in one of his massive paws. Lifting my arms high above my head.
My struggle only seems to excite him more. I can feel him straining against his
jeans as he presses against me. I frantically try to free my hands from his
grip. My thrashing does little more than pop another one of the buttons off my
shirt. Something cold clamps down around my wrists. I hear clicking as whatever
it is tightens around my arms. I crane my neck to see the light glinting off
the shiny metal of the handcuffs that are affixing me to the iron headboard.
His muzzle dips down to my exposed collarbone. His paws, now free
from holding my arms, run down the side of my body. His claws catch in the
fabric and shred it. His voice is a growl against my pelt. “I’ve always
wondered what rabbit tastes like.” His tongue is hot and wet as it slithers up
my cheek and i try not to cringe in revulsion. It ruffles my fur as he “tastes”
me. “Mmmm. If you taste that good here, I wonder if you taste even better...
Here.” His claws slice straight through my panties. Turning them into little
more than scraps of black fabric. His fingers tease me. My traitorous body
immediately responds and I feel myself grow wet.
I feel his chest rumble with quiet laughter as His fingers play
between my legs . Rubbing and stroking, probing inside of me as his other hand
moves to spread the fabric of my mostly destroyed shirt. His chuckle is like
nails on a chalkboard when he takes in my black and red bra. The match to the
panties he has now demolished. I wince as he squeezes my breast hard. “Oh.
What’s wrong little rabbit? Does that hurt?” He squeezes tighter until I cry
out. “Much better.” His voice is low and dangerous. and it makes me afraid to
call out any more.
I try to
twist my body away from his invading paws. My legs move trying to get
between
us. To provide some small amount of defense. His fingers leave their probing
exploration and his body shifts so he is no longer pressed against me.
Foolishly, I allow my body to relax slightly. Trying to regain some of my
energy for the next fight. Praying that he is done toying with me for a little
while at least, i begin to plot my next escape attempt.
                My breath catches in my throat and my blood runs
cold as i hear the sound of his zipper being drug down. I don’t want to but i
have to look. His back is to me and i watch in mute horror as his pant slid
down his hips. His tail swishes back and forth in front of me. Rustling against
the blankets on the bed. The sound causes all my fur to stand on end.
I rip my eyes away from him and focus on the window across the
room. It is firmly nestled in the sill. He must have closed it when i wasn’t
looking. My knees come up and cross in front of me. Hiding the now soaked fur
between my legs. I struggle against my bonds, trying to slip my paws out of the
cuffs. I can feel the metal chafing against the sensitive skin under the thin
fur. It feels like some small bruises have begun to form from my constant
pulling.
                My captor returns His chest bare. The fur ruffled
and matted from my struggle; but a small part of me still wants to run my claws
through it. He climbs on the bed and positions himself in front of my legs.
Clucking his tongue he looks at me disapprovingly. “Now now, Little Bunny. Is
that any way to treat me? After all the fun we have been having.” His paws are
surprisingly gentle as he lays them on my knees. His claws run softly up and
down my thighs. Tickling and teasing my fur. Small whimpers escape as i try to
stay still. Afraid that any movement can give him the opening he needs.
                His hand travels farther up my body. Slowly
caressing my ass. Moving his way up past the waistband of my skirt to glide
across my stomach. I draw my knees in closer to my chest in an attempt to at
least save some parts of my body from this violation. His other hand slips
under my raised legs and tickles at the shredded fabric. Dancing across the
damp fur hidden underneath.
His claws leave their exploration of the rest of my body and
return to caressing my legs. He catches my ankles in one of his massive paws
and lifts both legs high. "Mmmm... I'm feeling a little hungry. Maybe just
a quick bite. Stay quiet now Little Bunny." A gasp catches in my throat as
he drops his muzzle low. His tongue dances along with his curious fingers.
Licking and tasting my fur.
His nose is chilly as it presses against my body and I can't help
the way my body reacts to his touch. Whimpers escape from between my pursed
lips as his tongue probes deeper inside of my. Circling and licking. Tasting
all my secrets. Sucking and nibbling at the most sensitive parts of me until i
cry out. His paw quickly replaces his muzzle as he lands a quick smack to the
very area he was just torturing. “I said stay quiet.” His voice is a rumble and
my stomach tightens at the dangerous notes.
He buries his nose in deeper and my hips buck up to meet his
driving tongue. Part of me hates myself for giving in to the feeling. The other
part of me revels in this horrific display of lust and power. I ride the
relentless licking and sucking until i can't take anymore. The waves of
pleasure crash over my body and i bite my lips so my cries are not heard. His
muzzle is still buried between my legs as he moans in pleasure. Licking my
juices greedily.
His muzzle glistens in the fading light as he lifts his head to
look at me. “Good Bunny.” My emotions are at war. I feel disgusted that i let
this monster touch me. I hate myself for my body's reaction to his touch. And i
love how the hate has only intensified the pleasure currently coursing through
my veins. His paw raises and he gently pulls my lips from between my teeth. His
paw gently strokes from my cheek to my jawbone. Once. Twice. On it’s third
trail down my face i twist my head to the side and bite his paw. My slightly
larger front teeth easily find their mark and sink into his soft paw pads.
“Damn it!” His roar scares me but i don't let go. Not until i feel
the smack of his other paw. My mouth springs open involuntarily as i inhale
sharply. My bare ass stings. The burn from his strike feels like flames licking
at my tender skin. “Damn it.” He says again. This time in a mutter. He cradles
his injured paw in his other one. inspecting it and glaring at me. A small smirk
plays across my face as i glare back at him. I know i will pay for it. But the
small act of rebellion was all i was capable of, and it felt damn good.
My smirk disappears as he stalks back across the room towards me.
All playfulness, any kindness he may have been showing me, is gone from his
eyes.His shoulders are stiff and His fur bristled. Each step of his paws lands
with dangerous purpose. He is going to take what he wants from me now.
And he isn’t going to be gentle.
                I try to scream for help. The words are barely out
of my mouth before i feel his paw across my face. My cheeks flame with pain and
loathing. His paws are hot and rough on my legs as he grasps my knees tightly,
claws digging into my tender skin. His eyes burn with a savage hunger. A small
whimper escapes from my throat and i squirm against my bonds. I try in vain to
lock my knees together, to exhibit one last act of defiance. My captor growls
deep in his throat as he forces my legs apart. His paws run down my thighs as
he positions himself between my legs. Grasping my hips firmly he pulls hard
until i'm resting against his firm body. My wrist tug against the cuffs and the
bedframe rattles slightly. Reminding us both how utterly helpless i am at the
moment. I watch the fire in his eyes flare as his mind turns this over a few
times.
                His hips grind against mine. I can feel his need
probing my body. Searching for any recess to sink into. My traitorous body
responds instantly. The fur between my legs is so wet i can feel it heavy upon
my skin. His knot rubs against my opening and i can’t stop myself from
reacting. I try to twist away but his hold on my hips is too strong. His claws
dig in as he forces himself inside of me.
I cannot stop myself from crying out as he fills me so suddenly.
His growl rips through the air. Drowning out my pathetic cries. He thrusts
against me and i cry out again. His teeth are bared and his already tight grip
digs in harder. His claws scratch my fur and pierce into my skin as he buries
himself deeper inside of me. His knot strains against me. Desperate for
release.
His thrusting increases. Each time his knot slams into me, like a
battering ram, determined to enter my body. I bite my lip. Denying him the
satisfaction of hearing me cry out any longer. The bed frame creaks with our
movements. My claws scrabble at the chains binding me to this iron bastille.
Desperate to escape from this nightmare.
I can hear his breathing becoming more erratic. My heart is
pounding in my chest. The pressure in my body is building even as my brain is
screaming that this is wrong. His paws leave my hips and run down my legs.
Lifting them to provide a better angle. He thrusts are becoming deeper. “Oh
Bunny. Such a tight little Rabbit.” His voice is soft. Almost as if he didn’t
realize he was speaking aloud. I try to bring my feet around. To use them to
push him away.
One of his massive paws grips my ankles. Holding them in front of
his chest. Using them to propel himself farther inside of me. I can hear my own
squeaks as he fills me over and over. Every thrust forcing my hips to lift off
the worn mattress brings me closer and closer to the edge. My mind wars with
the pleasure filling my body and the shame of what is happening.
“Fuck Bunny! Take it. Take my knot!” The order rips through the
air and i spread my hips without thinking. With one more massive thrust, I feel
his knot force itself deep inside of me. Unable to stop myself I cry out
loudly. Waves of pleasure crash over my body as my orgasm floods my system. For
a few moments i forget about everything else.
His howl fills the air as his seed spills into me. Filling me
completely. I can feel him pulsing inside of me as wave after wave of pleasure
runs through him. His grip loosens and his breathing comes in harsh pants. The
bed creaks and i can hear his collar jingle as he leans into me.
My arms drop down onto the bed. My wrists are chaffed and sore
from my struggle. My shoulders ache from having my arms over my head for so
long. His muzzle is soft as he gently places kisses along each of my tender
arms. I moan slightly as i try to roll onto my side. His paws come around and
cradle me against his body as he sinks down behind me. His knot still tying us
together.
“Who was on the phone?” My voice is soft and sleepy. My body
exhausted from the game. “John. He wanted to know if we were coming to the
birthday party tomorrow.” I smile to myself and cuddle into his warm embrace.
Imagining what his friends would think if they knew how we spent our evenings.
I examine my wrists in the dying light that filters through the window. The
bruises may be hard to explain tomorrow; but for tonight i wear them with
pride.