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Thread: Just Some Punks in the Backwoods {darkest_fate&Google}

Linh did not like the way Peter looked or carried himself. That was confidence, that was poise, that was I can kick your scrawny chink ass without thinking twice. The look alone was bad enough, but Linh couldn't shake the feeling that it was all too true. Maybe if she'd been alone or armed, she could have fought him off. But Linh couldn't very well run for it, not with Lex slumped over on the floor and Andy stuck in dreamland. Ha, ha, you're a fucking riot, spat Linh at his comment, her anger again flaring, despite the worries that had just been plaguing her. Thirteen inches?!? Holy, fucking shit! We knew it was big, but, damn, I didn't even know they grew that big! The thoughts fluttered through Linh's mind and she dropped her eyes to the growing bulge. Something told her that she was about to feel just what thirteen inches of dick felt like, which terrified her to her core. Hell, her torso was only a couple of feet long this would feel like having half her body filled with cock. Oh, I'm fucking sorry, is the angry hillbilly all pissed and shit? Fuck you, spat Linh. Peter's words were definitely working Linh could feel the angry heat building within her. Her eyes flicked to Andy again, and she gave her bandmate another quick shove with her foot, hissing. Andy flopped onto the ground then, seeming to startle for a moment. Hope fluttered in Linh's chest as she saw Andy's eyes move, but all the little redhead did was reach for a blanket to cover up her bared chest. Linh knew that if she really put effort, she could probably wake Andy up, but there was just no way she could do that and fight off Peter. Besides, Linh wasn't sure that Andy wouldn't be all that much help in a fight. What's the matter--oh fuck no, the last she spat as he reached, moving to grab at her bra. One hand went up, nails out to dig into the flesh of his wrist, while her leg shot up, aimed right for where she had been regularly threatening to go. Linh half expected him to expect that, so she was really counting on her nails to do some damage to his wrist. Sometimes guys like this were pussies at heart do a little damage and they started whining. Though again, Linh didn't think she'd be so lucky.
Thread: Just Some Punks in the Backwoods {darkest_fate&Google}

It was cute that Linh still seemed to think that she could do anything to prevent what was going to happen to her. The attempt to wake up Andy had failed miserably and the flickering eyes was the only thing that had resulted from the try, but the red head just rolled over and pulled the blanket back up over herself. It was unfortunate that his view was ruined but it didn't bother Peter all that much, it was a distraction that he really didn't need at the moment, not when he was about to put Linh in her place... on her knees before him. Just as his fingers gripped the elastic of her bra, ready to pull it down and expose her wonderful little tits to his view her hand gripped hold of his wrist and the nails of the hand dug into his flesh. The pain made him snarl a bit, but really wasn't going to be nearly enough to make him let go of the grip that he had. Instead he just slapped aside the leg that she tried to bring up into his crotch before quickly shooting up to clamp around her throat, not wanting to choke her into unconsciousness but intending to get control of her... it was much harder to put up a fight with a hand clamped around your throat. Oh you will be fucking me very soon. He promised her with a smirk on his face, lifting her off the ground with the grip that he had on her throat, pulling down the sports bra with a rough jerk of his wrist. For a moment he felt the elastic material hold, straining against his strength before it snapped, the elastic giving out and then the fabric tearing as he ripped the bra away from her chest, her nails digging into his skin little more then an irritant that didn't stop him for even a moment. Still grinning he squeezed a little harder on her throat for just a moment, enjoying the look in her eyes, fear and anger there. Don't worry your pretty little Chink head though... He mocked her, twisting his wrist free of her grip and slapping her breasts to teach her a lesson. You see my family knows how to handle uppity little bitches, my father passed down the lessons that his father taught him... you and the twins are going to be my pretty little fuck toys, kept barefoot, pregnant, and full of my cum, just like every little whore dreams. Of course she wouldn't like that thought much right now but he knew she wouldn't be able to fight him and resist forever, she was going to end up being an obedient little slut before too long. Chuckling at the thought he turned and pushed her back towards the couch, releasing his hold of her and standing over the twins she had tried to protect. Now will you be a good girl and work to make me a happy man... or will I just wake up Andy there and have my fun with her?
Thread: Just Some Punks in the Backwoods {darkest_fate&Google}

Yeah, Andy would probably wake up if he started fucking her ass. For all Linh knew, that was one area of the girl that was perfectly cherry. The only thing she knew for absolute certainty was that all three girls had given blowjobs before though she was almost positive that none of them were cherry. Her own ass had never seen a cock she thought her pussy was tight enough, and she had no desire to shit cum for a week or more. Guys generally didn't complain, and if they did, there was always another waiting in the wings. The Vietnamese was on the country boy in an instant, however. Her legs flailed toward his crotch, though he seemed almost too prepared for that. Linh was hoping mostly to distract with that at this point, instead hoping to aim her hands at him. What she hadn't expected was for him to use both hands to seize her wrists. She hissed as she felt him pulling her upright. The height advantage suddenly came into play Linh was fairly tall for her race and build, but again, hardly a giant, definitely not up to this guy. Worse, this exposed Linh's torso, which Peter took advantage of. The first blow to her stomach earned a hurk, and the girl bent over slightly, half in reflex, half to try and protect what she had. The hands pulled her up though, forcing her nearly to bend backward. Linh tried to rebound, to either headbutt him or jerk her knee up, but he's already moved for a second. It took all the girl had not to start vomiting the guy definitely wasn't holding back. Worse, she felt her muscles grow weak for a second. A second was all it took for him to wrap her wrists in one hand and jerk her upright, her bared navel suddenly quite open. Linh hissed as she realized he took the navel ring in his hand, pulling it taut. She arched her body to go with it, wanting to relieve as much tension as she could. He let out another promise fight, and he'd tug the piercing right off Linh's body. The Asian's mind whirled. He just had her navel piercing, not, thankfully, one of the barbells or the stud in her tongue though both would be decidedly harder to grab. She could lose her navel piercing with only a moderate amount of blood. It would hurt like hell, and likely leave her bleeding from the belly button, but it was an option. Losing a nipple? Her tongue? Her clit? Game Over. It was just as much a Game Over if her panties hit the floor. Linh really didn't have a choice. Bracing herself for the intense pain she knew would come, Linh let him release her wrists. She drew her hands close to the waistband of her skirt, feigning as though she would simply shimmy out of it, per his request. She waited only a heartbeat, however, before lunging. Her hands didn't go for his eyes this time, however, but dove between his legs. If she could sink her claws into his crotch, grab onto that thirteen incher he was so proud of and what a target then she could at least regain some control. Hell, if Linh were fast enough, she might even be able to do it before he ripped the piercing from her belly. At least she was completely ready for that pain, braced as she could be.
Thread: Just Some Punks in the Backwoods {darkest_fate&Google}

Peter enjoyed the way she had thrashed around for a moment as though she thought she would be able to hit him before he had struck her again, seeing from the look in her eyes that the fight was mostly out of her with a single blow and figuring that he had this little struggle all wrapped up. Of course he wasn't just going to let his guard down completely, even as she reached to start removing her skirt he remained on guard... It was the hesitation that gave her away to him. If he had thought that it was only nerves, that she was trying to catch a breath or hold back tears then Peter might have been too slow... but Linh was too tough for that kind of bullshit. As it was she nearly caught him, her fingers managing to graze over his jeans before he reacted. Thank God for thick denim, the only think that was likely going to keep his cock from a maiming if this bitch wasn't put in her place nice and quick. He couldn't just expect her do do as she was told, even if he beat the shit out of her he suspected she would still try to hurt him. Instead of puling out the piercing like he had threatened too, even knowing that a threat that wasn't made good on would only lesson any fear that she might have for him, Peter quickly lashed out with his hand, raising it up to backhand the little cunt across the face and knock her again from him, getting himself out of the immediate danger and making her stumble to the ground. You just won't learn will you? He grunted, angry now, it had gotten person when she had tried to claw at his cock, pouncing on her right away and grabbing hold of her, pushing her face town towards the ground with a hand on the back of her neck and the other hand reaching up under her skirt, seeking out her panties and the moment he had a grip on the fabric he started to tug it down, the fight was essentially over from his point of view. She could struggle and fight him all she wanted but now on the ground his greater size made it essentially futile, he was to heavy for her to throw him off, and without being able to see him very well it wouldn't be easy for her to lash out accurately. I was going to enjoy just pumping your cunt until you went limp and I filled you full of my cum... but maybe I should start with your ass, only an obedient whore deserves to have her cunt filled.
Thread: Just Some Punks in the Backwoods {darkest_fate&Google}

Linh felt her fingers trace the denim and hope flared again in her chest. No sooner had she touched him, however, when he moved. The girl had been prepared for pain in her stomach, for a new bleeding wound to be torn on her belly. She had not expected his hand to whirl up instead. The backhand caught Linh harder than any other blow Peter had managed. It spun the drummer almost completely around, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. The fall knocked the air further from the already battered girl. The words fell upon her, their attempt to batter her further only causing further anger. Linh was too stunned to move right away, which made it easy for him to push her face down, her nose nearly touching the dirty floor. Her rear went up slightly, the skirt sliding a bit to show the tops of her thighs. A pair of neon green tanga panties, the triangles covering rear and sex with a broad band of darker green elastic about, provided little protection and less resistance. Linh hissed as she felt them tugging low, baring her private area. her sex looked snug, the flesh of it nearly the same color as the rest of her. No hair adorned her pubic region, however the drummer had clearly dealt with it. In point of fact, she shaved it with a straight razor rather regularly, and had done show only a few hours ago. Her ass looked incredibly tight as well. The fit body meant firm cheeks, an the tiny rosebud looked almost darling nestled in the valley. Yeah, you would be an ass-fucker, spat Linh. She still struggled, pushing up against him. Anger flared as she realized that he had the complete upper hand. worse, he had her body on display. He'd see the tattoo along her lower back, that band marker. He'd probably already noticed the shaved pussy. Wouldn't be long till he found the ring through Linh's clit, and as the Asian knew too well, that meant Game Over. whenever anyone found that, Linh turned to putty. That had been the point of getting it just flicking it a few times sent pleasure cascading through Linh. It was, in short, a major turn on, and the last thing she needed was to get aroused with this jackass atop her.
Thread: What have we become?

come on folks, i know a lot of you have taken a peek, give me some ideas to make this more entertaining
Thread: Blood Lust: The Creatures of The Night-Absences & Delays

If you are going to be gone for an extended period of time 3 days or more. Please be courteous and notify the group in this thread. If you disappear without warning and are gone for more then 10 days I will put your characters on hold and the story will move on without you until you notify me that you are back.
Thread: Blood Lust: The Creatures of The Night-Absences & Delays

Not sure if this counts a a delay or absence. Maybe both but I'm starting school next week so I'll only be on once in a blue moon haha word play anyway I'm sorry of that causes any kind of disturbances.
Thread: Blood Lust: The Creatures of The Night-Absences & Delays

Hey everyone sorry I haven't posted in here sooner. I just wanted everyone to know I may not be posting for a bit I've been going through this bad case of depression for the past few days and had thought I could quickly pull myself out of it but unfortunately I haven't been able to. It's been a while since I've felt this way and it's hard for me personally to deal with it all I've been doing for the past few days is distancing myself from everything. I'm unmotivated and I feel empty inside and just lost when I get like this I don't feel like myself and I don't feel I can give any quality posts for anyone at the moment. Who knows I could snap out of it by tomorrow but just in case I don't I felt it necessary to post here. These moods can lasts weeks at some points so I don't want to leave you all wondering why I'm not posting as much. Please forgive my absence and I hope to be back as quickly as possible.
Thread: Blood Lust: The Creatures of The Night-Absences & Delays

Hey Snake. Get better soon, love. 3
Thread: Happy Birthday, Trygon!

Hope it's a good one. 3
Thread: Happy Birthday, Trygon!

Happy birthday, Try! May there be lots of cake and other good things for you on your special day. 3
Thread: Happy Birthday, Trygon!

Happy birthday.
Thread: Happy Birthday, Trygon!

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Thread: Happy Birthday, Trygon!

Happy happy BIRFMAS Happy happy BIRFMAS Happy happy BIRFMAS TOOOOO YOOUUUUU Hope you get all sorts of FUCKED up!!!
Thread: Happy Birthday, Trygon!

Heppy Birthday!
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

Zack was one of the societies most disliked things,he was a furry. He grew tired of all of the Anti-furry movements. They didn't even know him or his kind,they just knew furries were different. Rose Thalia was their biggest supporter and pushed movements the most. She had spearheaded the movement that made it illegal for his kind to be in the city limits of Rosewood. Lucky for him she lived on the outskirts of Rosewood by herself. She had fencing around her home as if that would keep his kind out. He had had enough of her and decided to teach her a lesson about messing with his kind. Zack
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

Rose had her reasons for hating furries. Her family had had a furry servant. The female furry was so beautiful. Too beautiful. That furry stole her father away from them. Her mother and her pleaded with teh furry to leave their father alone, but she shrugged nad turned their back. Her mother and her were kicked out of the house so her father could start a new life with this creature and in that moment, anger and hatred boiled up within her. She vowed she would make all furs pay for what one had done. Rose drove home alone. She had problems commiting to a man. She always saw her father and that broke her heart. She remained alone and angry. Her anger made her into a monster. She knew it, but she didn't care. She parked in the garage and stepped out. She ran her fingers through her blonde hair and pushed her glasses up on her nose. She was exhausted. Walking to the door, she unlocked it and walked inside. She wore a black skirt with a black jacket over a soft pink shirt. Her blonde hair was brushed straight and beautiful. Her blue eyes looked around the lonely house and she began to make herself some cereal before bed as she listened to her answering machine.
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

Zack watched Rose through a window she never closed. He watched her slip into a nightgown and go up the stairs for bed,then he waited for awhile to make sure she fell asleep. Then he removed the screen from the window and slipped quietly inside. He made his way quietly up to her bedroom and to the end of her four poster bed. She was sleeping on her stomach luckily for him. He silently tied one arm to each bed post,then pulled her legs up so she was on her knees with her ass in the air. He then tied a rope around each thigh and tied them to the same posts as her hands. That way her legs were spread and she couldn't close or put them down. He was sure all of that would wake her up,so he sat in the darkness and waited for her to awaken.
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

She had taken one of her sleeping pills that promised no dreams. She sighed adn when she went to her room, she dressed in a long nightgown. She moved into bed and yawned falling asleep. She did not hear the anthro sneak in and she didn't feel him tie her up. But when she tried to move and shift, she gasped her eyes went wide instantly and she ebgan to struggle pulling and straining against her restraints. She didn't scream, not yet. She waited. If Rose was known for one thing, it was her cool. She waited patiently looking into the darkness and frowned. Let me guess, you are a furry who believe that you have rights. She snorted and shook her head and growled. You best let me go right now, I am tired, exhausted, and not in the mood to suffer any more idiot furs.
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

Zack walked out of the darkness so she could see him better. His snow white fur glowed in the slivers of moonlight that came through the window,his ice blue eyes looked her over with anger,he had already taken his shorts off,so his long,white,12 inch dick stood erect. I believe we have rights,yes,however we're here for a different reason. I'm going to teach you a lesson,show you just who you're messing with. I don't care how exhausted you are,because when I'm done with you,you will be beyond exhausted and begging for mercy. he growled. Then he walked behind her and using a sharp claw he cut her night gown off before tossing it to the side. Then he cut off her panties and tossed them aside with a smirk. He could see her little pink pussy opened with in front of him and smell its warm scent. This was going to be delicious fun and he would enjoy every moment of it.
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

I have begged for mercy from your kind once before. Your heartless, I will not do it again. She growled and shifted a bit feeling his claw cut down her back. She couldn't turn her head very well to see his face, but she knew what breed he was. He was screwed. I wonder how your kind will like it, I am guessing white canine, to find that they will not be accepted into emergency rooms just because of one insignificant pissed off baby fur. She was not afraid. Her pussy had been shaved adn waxed clean as if just having a bit of hair was too close to the furries for her liking.
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

That fine,because I am the only one of my kind. White wolf for your information. You can threaten all you want,I don't care. You've done enough damage and I am wild,living in the wild that is. The wild furs are...a harsher race than the tame ones. The tame ones however have been telling us of your...protests. All because daddy found fur pussy to be so much sweeter than human. He purred. He knew all about he daddy issues and found it laughable. He ran his long,warm,wet tongue up her spine,tasting her flesh. Then he slipped a finger into her tight little asshole,wiggling his finger around as he did so. What are your humans going to say when the number one anti-furry protester in the country says she had sex with a fur? Scandalous isn't it? I'm thinking they will think you're false,that you say you hate them,then behind closed doors you let them fuck you. he said wickedly.
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

She gripped the ropes and glared. She became very very pissed off. She swallowed hard. You're all harsh. You have no souls, no heart, no brains. That's why you have no rights. Anyone who would break apart a family without so much as a sorry deserves to burn in hell. She looked forward. No one knew why she was so anti fur. She gripped the rope tighter and looked down and shifted and growled. But as he dug his finger into her unlubricated ass, she shut her eyes and dug her nails into her hand. What are my followers going to say when they hear I was raped by a pissed off fur? They will riot. Cubs and pups will be dragged away from their mothers adn killed before their eyes. Life will only get worse from here. She said just looking forward. She breathed calmly. Even with his finger in her ass, she was thinking clearly. She just looked out the window he had come through. How long had you been planning this?
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

And you call me cruel. You're willing to kill children in front of their mothers. That means you deserve to be taken down a few notches. We have no hearts,no souls and yet humans have slaughtered us,sold us,used us and we have never done anything to them. We didn't riot nor start war,we only wanted peace. As for planning this,awhile. he growled and shoved two more fingers into her asshole roughly. With his free hand he reached up and squeezed one of her breasts hard,then began to roll it in his hand. Humans were the cruel ones,if they didn't understand something,they killed it or used it. They could never live in peace with anything,not even themselves.
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

No but your kind has done something to me. And did anyone give a shit then? No, so don't expect me to care about you now. She frowned. Peace, fucking wildly in the streets, taking people from their parents? Thats nothing? How about those who your kind has taken from families? She swallowed and then gasped arching her hips and bit her lip. It was starting to hurt. She shut her eyes and struggled. She gripped the ropes. Here you are only proving my point. After my story and my body bruised, your kind will slip several notches. People will fear you and from that fear they will hate you. She looked at him and shifted and felt her walls grip his fingers and she bit her lip groaning. Every time he moved his fingers she grunted.
Thread: Learning a Lesson(With Lonelysong)

If they fear us,then good,you should be afraid of whats in the dark. Your father made his choice,not Clair. Clair was threatened with harm to her children if she didn't do what her 'master wanted. So screw your ideas and what you think you know! he said coldly. He shoved his fingers in deeper and moved them around more,harsher this time. He was going to make he feel the pain and discomfort of all those she had messed with over the years. Clair had been a tame fur who would visit the wild pups,he had been one of those pups. He remembered the day she had told them her master wouldn't let her return to them and they never saw her again.