Thread: Animal (Verse and Zoophilian)

She had lost everything, Or so she thought. Recent events in her life had brought her to doubt everything and crave a simpler existence without having to worry about anything, not even her next meal. It would be by strange occurrence that she would run into him. A strange email in the middle of the night of what she would call her darkest hour. He had been there for her, She claimed again and again how he saved her life, Kept her from going over that edge while all the same showing her a new world. Slowly she found herself being pulled down into a dark exciting new world all of which would meet its climax this evening. Her name would be Katya. He had found her to be on the short side, standing at a meek 5ft Tall if she was lucky, Or wearing heels. Her flesh a soft sun kist bronze collar looking as if she had spent the better part of her life in the sun. In contrast to her ever so slightly glistening flesh she would have shoulder length hair, curled ever so slightly. Ginger colored locks. Her features gentle with freckles dotting her cheeks. Deep emerald hued eyes that many nights stared into the soft flicker of a candle as he slowly worked to convert her, Convince her that his needs were her own. Over the weeks leading up to the night she had felt the sting of the whip, the taste of wet pvc latex and the smolder of bubbling wax into the wee hours of the morning. It made her feel alive, It made her.. Feel in ways she couldn't explain to herself or her friends. The past few weeks of her life would of been all a secret, A lewd game that made her giddy with the thought. He had promised her a new life, A life where she didn't have to ask for anything, her every need would be handled, How could she say no? To refuse such an offering after losing so much in the past few months would be to admit defeat. It wouldn't be long now, She spoke softly to herself in the back of that cab looking out at his house. Her eyes closed in a brief moment of reflection as if trying to talk herself out of it. She would follow his instructions every step of the way, Arriving wearing only a pleated mini skirt that would come barely past her caramel colored thighs. A snug fitting shirt that hugged her ample breast tightly, allowing her pert nipples to be visible, Erect and straining against the sheer fabric. A dark pair of heels would eventually lead her from the backseat of the Taxi and to his front door, every step announced with a subtle click of those heels. Her hips swaying almost lewdly from side to side with every step as she would finally knock at his door. She carried with her the only evidence that she ever existed, A small purse filled with her ID's and other such things that she happily would give up in exchanged for this dream of a life that waited for her beyond the door, She found herself trembling, Short of breath even as she felt flush with a wave of panic, Wondering if she was truly ready to trade away everything for a promise of a carefree existence. It would be to late to back out now, She watched as the Taxi pulled away, Taillights quickly fading into the tree line leaving her alone, Miles yet from the edge of the city.