The Hunt Miss Jenna Malone

[cgraven]

The Hunt of Miss Jenna Malone

A private thread for StarChylde and C G Raven

Gillian De Loup had existed down through the corridors of time. He belongs to neither of the two worlds he inhabited. The cures was and old one and the stuff of legends, but like most legends the story tellers got it wrong or preferred to slant it to their point of view.

The truth was less romantic and much darker. The French tail of “Beauty and the Beast” found its’ bases in his fate. Yet there was no handsome prince at the end, just the “Beast”.

His was a double life. Wolf by day separated from the pack as they slept. Man by night in a world of sheep, longing to run again with his own kind, but forever barred by the curse. The one constancy, the stalker, the hunter, the thrill of the chase, and the kill. THE HUNT

Oh yes Gillian still hunted by the moon, but not for bodily food, but to feed his true nature, the hunter, and to strike at the race that had cursed him. His victim their innocent daughters. Not just those who thought they where innocent, but those that truly where. His thirst was to defile that which they most desired to protect.

He had put out fellers and the next victim was innocently on her way, a Miss Jenna Malone. She had supplied all the information he had asked for, and volunteered so much more. She was so honest and open that she reeked of innocents. He would leave her alone and isolated at the estate for three days, then it would begin. 1st the choice, how badly did she want to succeed. A photographer was she, well a little, shall we say, Modeling, to see what it was like on the other side of the camera lens.

All she would see would be the distinguished gentleman, silver gray bushy hair, golden eyes, the renowned photographer willing to teach her, and take her on as an assist tent.

He could hardly wait for it to begin.

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

She ws so nervous about meeting with Mr. de Loup for the first time... She'd replied to his inquiry for "new talent" as soon as possible, hoping for the best but not really expecting anything to come from it. He had a country estate, that would become her home for the duration of the contract, a few months from what the papers said... She'd do her best, and though she didn't know a blessed thing about modeling, she was willng to learn. She didn't quite know what to expect from Mr. de Loup or from the modeling "gig" for that matter.... That was what they called it, wasn't it? She'd read in a magazine somewhere that it was.

She hoped she'd be able to bring Chocolate to the manor before long, but she didn't dare try to bring her right off... She didn't want to ruin her chances at making something more of herself than a freelance photographer in a few no-name newspapers and magazines... She wasn't one to complain, but she'd always dreamt of a slightly more glamorous life, the kind of life that books and movies were written about...

.... so maybe, just maybe this was going to be her big chance to make that dream come true... One day she'd be one of the people that showed what the height of fashion was, instead of one of the people that spent their entire lifetime trying to keep up with those very fashions.... Who knew, maybe one day she could even design something that people would want to wear!

Jenna licked her lips softly, nervously as she got out of the small car she'd been renting for the past three months, shutting the door quietly and heading for the door... This was it, the start of her new life. In more ways than she realized, nothing would ever be the same for her again. She reached out and rang the doorbell, listening to that distant ringing echo through the speaker systems it was hooked up to.....

 

[cgraven]

The grizzled old care taker answered the door.

“If Your Jenna Malone come in Miss, but of course you are Mr. De Loup left your picture. Fellow me and I’ll show you your room he is not here right now out of town said he’d be back in two days and sends his apologies. Name’s Ben.”

Ben showed Jenna around and told her she had the run of the place except for the East wing where Mr. De Loup Private rooms where. There was a pool, tennis court, and stables. There was only one horse in a paddock stall a coal black stallion with a wild look it its eye.

“That is “Satan” Mr. De Loup’s mount no one can get near him unless Gill is around.”

Ben took her around the corner to another stall and on the door was the name “Chocolate”. And a note.

Miss Malone took the liberty of sending for your Mare should arrive same day as you. I am an avid horseman so I knew you would want her near.

Gillian De Loup.

“Miss She’ll be in early tomorrow.”

As Jenna turned to follow Ben a hug dog, no more Wolfe than dog, stood before her with piercing golden eyes, that seemed to transfix Jenna. He placed his mussel firmly into her crotch and nuzzled her.

“Ah I see you have met “Gill”. He is harmless but a bit over friendly."


Sso passed the next two days Jenna had her “Chocolate” and Gill was always looking about watching her every move.


On the Morning of the third day there was a note at her breakfast place.

Malone I’ll be back this evening please be in the studio at 8PM sharp. Wear a white button blouse and a dark skirt as they well help me determine your color tones.

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

Ben seemed to be a kindly enough man, even if she did think he could do with a bit of a shave, and she was fairly quiet as he showed her around, doing her best to memorize everything as he showed it to her.... And then there was the stables... she gasped at first sight of "Satan"... He looked like the stuff of legends, the sort of steed the Devil himself would have trouble keeping tightly reined in...

Following Ben around the corner, and seeing the sign on the empty stall's door that declared her own mare's name, she gasped softly again, plucking the note up gingerly...

Miss Malone took the liberty of sending for your Mare should arrive same day as you. I am an avid horseman so I knew you would want her near.

Gillian De Loup.

She almost wept with joy, for that had been the very question she'd wanted to ask, if it would be alright to send for Chocolate... She loved her mare dearly, more like a best friend than a "stupid animal", really....

She spoke softly, more to herself than to Ben, "I must remember to thank Mr.... Ooh!" She drew in a startled breath, cheeks turning crimson as the wolf-dog "Gill" nuzzled her crotch firmly. There was something about that.... she didn't know what, but she came away feeling a dull tingling sensation.

She murmured softly, "Oh, hello Gill... Aren't you a lovely creature?" She'd always loved animals, respected them deeply, knowing each and every one had a beauty all its own. Even those that seemed to most to be cruel, mindless killers.

Nearly as soon as Chocolate arrived the next day, Jenna could be found at her stall, brushing her down lovingly, murmuring softly to her, talking excitedly of all the time they'd get to spend together now that she was here, and of how wonderful she thought things were going to be all-around. Then she prepared Chocolate for a ride and opened the stall gate, leading her out of the stables before mounting easily and riding through some of the grounds, making sure that Chocolate was warmed up before she urged her into a full run. The beautiful mare had an impressive power to her, and a speed that very few horses could match at all. Jenna laughed softly, almost in a blissful state as she rode her beloved Chocolate. That ride would last for nearly an hour, sometimes at a run but mostly at an easy trot, before returning to stable and brushing her down again and hanging the tack back up in its place. She was meticulous in her care of both horse and tack.

That day and the next passed slowly, either in explorations of grounds and the manor (except for the East wing, since that was where Mr. de Loup's private rooms were) and all but devouring the books in the manor's expansive library, near the pool sunbathing or in it swimming laps quick enough to show that she was by no means a weak young lady, or taking long rides on Chocolate and taking care of her with the sort of devotion that spoke of their close bond. She spoke with her horse as if she were a person that understood every word, confided in her as if they were best friends. In a way, they were.

On the third day, she sat down for breakfast only to find a note accompanying her meal. Plucking it up lightly, she unfolded it and read silently.

Malone I’ll be back this evening please be in the studio at 8PM sharp. Wear a white button blouse and a dark skirt as they well help me determine your color tones.

She did wonder why button-up was asked for specifically, but supposed there must be a reason. She'd find out tonight, wouldn't she? She'd finally start learning what it was like to be on the other end of the camera, finally meet with Mr. de Loup here at his home, and be able to thank him for his kindness and insight in having Chocolate sent for when she came!

When she took her afternoon ride, of course Jenna told all of this and more to Chocolate, a few of her doubts whether or not she'd be good enough, or Mr. de Loup would regret having given her that contract right off, and how nervous she was about tonight....

It seemed to Jenna as if it was the very next moment when she was dressing in a white button-up blouse and a black silk skirt, brushing her hair out until it all but shone like a golden halo about her head, and slipped into a pair of simple but elegant black dress shoes... She was ready. She headed for the studio, hearing one of the great clocks in one of the next rooms chiming eight deep tones as she lifted her hand and knocked on the studio door...

 

[cgraven]

Gillian De Loup was a tall lean powerful man But his steady golden eyes is that made people nervous.

The hours seemed to drag all day as he anticipated their 1st meeting. The only bright spot was as he remembers how she moaned softly as he licked her inner thigh as she had dozed off sun bating to day.

Eight was just sounding on the grand father clock when there was a firm but delicate knock on the studio door.

“Enter”


Jenna Malone was stunning the white button-up blouse and a black silk skirt, her blond hair shone like a golden halo about her head, and simple but elegant black dress shoes.

Now the moment was at hand and the hunt would begin. Gently run her 1st then introduce her to a very dark world, but first put her at ease.

“Miss Malone a pleasure to meet you at last……. hope you have been comfortable, and enjoyed my little surprise.”

They made small talk as De Loup readied the camera. He took time to explain all in detail to Jenna.

“Well Start with some simple motion shots. Just walk twirl swing your arms any thing for fluid moment. I know you’re new at this, so I’ll talk you through it.”

Gillian De Loup talked Jenna through the shoot first part, complementing her as she followed his instructions. Now let see her reaction.

“Great action Shots Miss Malone. Now for some stills. On the stage please.”

Gillian watched as Jenna mounted the stage this was going to be fun.

“Take the stool and just sit I’ll pose you. If I need to.”

He circled Jenna as the shutter sounded Click…. Click … click and the strobe lights flashed.

He walked over to Jenna and opened the next two buttons on her blouse. He stepped back before she could even react...

“No take off your skirt Miss Malone.”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

The first part of the shoot seemed to breeze by, Mr. de Loup telling her again and again that she was a natural, though she had butterflies in her stomach the whole time, just hoping each movement looked good on camera...

She'd noticed one thing about him... His eyes, they were like the wolf-dog's eyes, golden, enigmatic, they drew her into them and didn't seem to want to let go at all... There was a moment when she panicked inside, but she pushed that down and scolded herself mentally. No use indulging in a fantasy so dark, was there? There was no way he could be the wolf that she'd woke up from a nap by the pool to find licking at her inner thigh... God, if that hadn't felt good...

She pushed that thought away to feel his hands working the top two buttons of her shirt loose... Her eyes widened a bit, but not before he'd stepped back a bit.

What's going on? He's not.... is he?

That was when he opened his mouth and said something that threw her into shock, her eyes widening a bit.

"Now take off your skirt, Miss Malone."

For a moment, she seemed unable to take in a full breath... She hadn't thought for a moment that this might be anything other than a regular fashion shoot, anything other than completely legitimate...

Her uncertainty showed clearly, her voice wavering a bit. "Mr. de Loup, I didn't know this was...." But what was she going to do? She had a contract with him... She couldn't very well go against that, could she?

Nibbling nervously at her bottom lip, she slowly unzipped her skirt and slipped out of it.... "H-how's this?"

 

[cgraven]

“Mr. de Loup, I didn't know this was...."

I saw the doubt in her eyes, that moment of hesitation. Jenna’s hands fidgeted at her side and she unconsciously nibbled on her lowed lip.

Then ever so slowly her fingers found her skirt’s zipper and with each tooth that released Jean took another step into that dark world. Finally she stood there her black silk skirt pooled around her feet. The crimson blush covered her from head to toe.

Her voice timid, and hesitant. "H-how's this?"

“ No Miss Malone it will not do.”

“ I have decided I want you completely nude now so strip please.
, Should make for some good action shots.”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

“No, Miss Malone, it will not do.”

“I have decided I want you completely nude now, so strip please. Should make for some good action shots.”

At first she didn't register the full scope of what Mr. de Loup had just said... Once she realized what he'd said he wanted, she quite literallly froze, a shiver running down her spine.

He wants to film me nude... Good action shots? What does he think "good" is?

Above all, a deep fear was creeping up, consuming any thoughts, save for two... She was bound to do what he asked by her contract, and she was in way over her head... She could hardly breathe, and the room began to spin around..

Her mind wandered to another time, so she wasn't sure how long had passed... the one thing she was sure of, was the memory...

It was her Senior Prom in high school, and she'd been dating Tony Ramos for the past three months... Sure, they'd kissed plenty of times, and he touched her in ways that felt good when they were by themselves, but he'd always respected her wish to keep her virginity for the day she got married. Hopefully to him, she was sure he thought that...

He'd driven her to a private spot just out of sight of the main road after leaving the dance, had had a few drinks during the course of the dance. But she'd thought he was still sober enough... She'd been wrong.

At first it was just like always, they talked for a while, he joked around with her... But then things got scary. He kneaded her one breast through the white sparkly dress she wore, drawing a soft moan from her, then slid the speghetti straps down, leaning down to kiss her breast and start suckling on her nipple... She hadn't worn a bra because it would have looked wrong with the strap style of dress...

She tried to push him away, but that only seemed to excite him in his drunken state, and one hand slid beneath her dress, fingers moving her panties to one side and one finger sliding into her... She'd cried out then, trying again to push him away.

"T-tony! Stop!"

It was as if he was a totally different person, no longer the sweet boy that spent most his afternoons in the drama room, helping with props or rehearsing... His finger pushed a bit deeper into her, a soft groan sounding... Then she'd slapped him hard across the cheek.

"TONY! STOP! I don't WANT this!" She screamed, finally able to tear away from him and out of the car, pulling her dress back all the way onto her, running into the woods, the shortcut to her ranch, gasping for breath as she finally got home, slamming the door behind her and running to her room before anyone could ask her what had happened, why she was home two hours before her curfew for the night...

She was gasping for breath now, in the wake of that memory, her voice more than a little shaky, fearful... No, more than fearful, she was just as panicked as she had been that night, but daren't move just now...

"Mr. de L-loup.... I.... I c-can't.... I can't...." Fresh tears sprang into her eyes and streaked down her cheeks, and she tried to cover them, and her trembling, holding her face in her hands... "I... I'm s-sorry, I c-can't....."

 

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"Mr. de L-loup.... I.... I c-can't.... I can't...." Fresh tears sprang into her eyes and streaked down her cheeks, and she tried to cover them, and her trembling, holding her face in her hands... "I... I'm s-sorry, I c-can't....."

Gillian De Loup put down his camera and walked up behind Jenna.

“Miss Malone….. Jenna what’s the problem? I know this is your first time in front of the camera, but surly you have done nudes before as a photographer.………Here I’ll help.”

Gillian standing behind Jenna slowly guides her hands to her sides. His fingers undo the remaining buttons of her blouse and he slips it from her shoulders, to let it flutter to the floor, to lie in contrast, to her black silk skirt. His hands where on the flat plane of Jenna’s belly and he drew her back to him, as his groin came in contact with her firmly rounded derrière. Gillian's breath was hot on the back of Jenna’s neck, stirring the whips of hair at the nape of her neck. He seems to draw her ever tighter to him as he spoke.

“Jenna just relax you can do it.”

Turning Miss Jena Malone to face him, he cups her face in his hands and kisses away a tear. Backing away slowly and retrieving his camera his golden eyes hold Jenna trapped in their gaze.

“Try Jenna I know you can do it.”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

At first she shook her head, still trembling weakly as she turned her head to look back at him... His breath almost scalding against the sensitive flesh just below her hairline... She shivered softly in response to that subtle sensation. Mr. de Loup... No, Gillian de Loup... She couldn't just finish stripping herself, couldn't do that or she might lose herself in that memory again... But she had to... He was the photographer, not she. He was in control... That was the issue here, wasn't it? Control... She needed control, at least, of a sort. She needed enough control to follow through with what he wanted.

He wasn't going to hurt her, he just wanted to photograph her, just wanted pictures for goodness sake! What was she so afraid of? That he'd somehow find a way to reject her for that almost invisible pudge in her belly? That her body wasn't what he'd look for in nudes? What? It all seemed silly now that she took the time to think about it without any real emotion attatched.

Taking a deep breath, she lifted trembling fingers, first unclasping and sliding her bra off... It was a simple white cotton affair, a modest but ample enough C-cup... Half done.... Not much more to do... She gave herself silent encouragement as her hands descended ever so slowly. Not deliberately so, but there was something very sensual about the way her hands moved as she slipped her thumb into her white cotton panties, sliding them down and stepping out of them...

The delicate V of hair between her thighs was just as golden blonde as the hair upon her head, and she shivered slightly again, as if a cold wind had passed over her... This isn't so bad.... it's only natural, right? Nothing but human beings bother with clothes, so what's the difference? This is just a shoot, just pictures... That's all. He just want pictures... She coached herself, finally stopping her shivers, but she still blushed brightly. She'd never before allowed anyone to see her in the nude, so very vulnerable as this....

 

[cgraven]

“Try Jenna I know you can do it.”

Gillian’s switching from Miss Malone to Jenna was not accident but calculated to draw her in further, another step into a world that once it enveloped her she would never be able to escape. Yes that contract was a master stroke. It bound her to him as an assistant, student and model. Any violation and there where sever finical penalties, plus her beloved “Chocolate” was under his control as well. An Ace up the sleeve you might say. Oh the little mare was still hers but he had purchased the breeding rights from her parents. Ah two virgins, under his control. What would she do when she saw “Chocolate led out for the amusement of the Stallion “Satan”. He was a brute at 20 plus hands and could easily rip the little mare apart in an attempt to breed her.


Gillian’s camera clicked away without mercy as Jenna’s trembling fingers, first unclasping and slid her bra off. The scalding tears still ran down her cheeks and glistened under the harsh lights. There was something very sensual about the way her hands moved as she slipped her thumb into her white cotton panties, sliding them down and stepping out of them.

All the while Gillian circled her like some kind of beast stocking its prey, the camera shutter always Click…click…..click. He wanted her to know that it would capture every inch of her naked body for all times.

Jenna blushed crimson as she stepped out of her panties and shivered there under the studio lights.

“Jenna a natural blond that’s great and so light matching your hair color. Very rare indeed….. See I told you could do it.”

Gillian put down his camera and walked over to Jenna, she was very vulnerable at this moment. Without warning he cupped both her breasts in his hands and roiled her nipples under his thumbs.

“Natural breasts too, no implants, excellent.”

“You may get dressed now Miss Malone……. I sleep during the days so just relax and be back here tomorrow night at 7PM… I have one or two projects that I think you’d be perfect for….. Ware the same blouse and skirt it suits your color.”


Gillian was headed for his dark room when he turned.


“Oh tomorrow night, you also can begin your other duties.”

 

[StarChylde]

“Jenna a natural blond that’s great and so light matching your hair color. Very rare indeed….. See I told you could do it.”

There was something about his voice that made her shiver... once again she was reminded of the wolf-dog Gill... Was it really a coincidence that he was named Gill and Mr. de Loup's first name was Gillian? Wait... of course it was... She was indulging in dark fantasies again... What was getting into her, having these strange thoughts?

And then he stepped forward, setting his camera down again, and cupped her breasts... His thumbs rolling her nipples under them brought another shiver through her, a familiar warmth shooting through her like lightning, bringing an almost soundless whimper unbidden from her throat.

“You may get dressed now Miss Malone……. I sleep during the days so just relax and be back here tomorrow night at 7PM… I have one or two projects that I think you’d be perfect for….. Ware the same blouse and skirt it suits your color.”

She dressed quickly, as if that simple act could chase away the memory that still left an almost haunted look in her eyes... A look that faded in the space of time it took her to close her eyes for a moment and open them again. She wouldn't cry in front of him again, she wouldn't...

“Oh tomorrow night, you also can begin your other duties.”

She opened her mouth as if to ask him what those other duties would be, but closed it again before she said anything... Maybe it was better kept a surprise...

The next day, her ride atop Chocolate would be a bit longer than the last day, and she told her of the whole experience, even of the strange sensations she'd felt at Gillian de Loup's touch... And while sunbathing once again, eyes closed... she waited until she felt the wolf-dog near her... And spoke to him...

"I know it's silly, but when I met Mr. de Loup last night, for a moment I almost thought that he was, you, Gill!" She opened her eyes as she said that and looked over at the dog, reaching over to scratch softly between his ears. "But that's impossible, isn't it! Of course he's not you, it's just your eyes... they're the same, that beautiful gold color..."

 

[cgraven]

I listened to her words as her hand ruffled my mane. My eyes sought hers and held them as I straddled her reclining form. My jaws went to the bikini top and I licked the smooth rounded surface of her breasts. My golden eyes bored into Jenna and a low growl issued from my throat as she raised her hands to fend me off. The fear of the trapped prey excited me in my natural state.

My rough tongue lapped at her nipples through the thin material until they where as hard as pearls and soft, involuntary, sighs and moans escaped her lips.

I left Jenna Malone in this aroused state and trotted off. I could wait until evening

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Jenna was at the studio at 7PM and dressed as I had instructed. She was very compliant and I liked that.

“Jenna have a seat.”

I indicated a chair in the middle of the room. I went on at length to explain several fashion shoots I thought she might be right for, and hinted at a very special project that I was leaning towards for her. Lulling her into a false sense of security. I was now standing behind her.

“Oh Jenna about your other duties.” I paused for a moment.

“You’ll perform any sexual act I demand of you. For the next year……. So please strip as I have decided I rather play with your body than shoot it to night.”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

When the wolf-dog Gill began to lick her breasts, she at first tried to fend him off, pushing at his strong shoulders... But the low growl soon stopped any further attempt to push Gill away... In those moments she was afraid of him, but all the same she understood that it must surely be a way that he showed that she, as a part of the manor, must inevitably be his property... That was the way of wolves, afterall. Oddly enough, when he trotted off, she was left in a breathless state of arousal...

That night she came dressed just as Gillian, as she'd begun to think of Mr. de Loup even if she hadn't called him that aloud just yet, told her to, sitting down in the chair when he told her to...

“Oh Jenna about your other duties.” He paused for a moment.

“You’ll perform any sexual act I demand of you. For the next year……. So please strip as I have decided I rather play with your body than shoot it to night.”

Her eyes widened in shock as those words slowly registered... Any sexual act he demands of me? For the next year? But the contract is only for three months! She opened her mouth as if to object, but no sound came out at first.

"......." Eventually, however, she did find her voice, nearly finished with her objection ".... contract's only for three months!" Her contract had stated that she should do whatever she could to assist him... but she'd never thought for a moment that might mean she was to be his sexual plaything!

 

[cgraven]

“Well Miss Malone I a waiting……… If you open the folder in front of you, you will find your signed contract that gives me exclusive rights to your service for three months, or for a year if I execute the clause on page three and I have…….. Simply that means you can work for no one for the next year.”


I let my words sink in as I continue to pin her to the chair.

“Also you will see that I have the breeding rights to your Mare “Chocolate”

I lightly tape the remote in my shirt pocket. And a screen descends. There is her mare ‘Chocolate” in the breeding stocks strapped in defenseless.

“Now Miss Malone or should I say Jenna? Who is satisfied to night me or Satan.”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

Gillian lightly tapped the remote in his shirt pocket. And a screen descends. There is her mare ‘Chocolate” in the breeding stocks strapped in defenseless.

“Now Miss Malone or should I say Jenna? Who is satisfied to night me or Satan.”

Her eyes widened even further as he pronounced what seemed to her the very worst of punishments... that he would subject her beautiful Chocolate to.... to the abuse of such a large stallion, just to punish her for not doing what he wanted...

"I.... I hate you, Gillian de Loup!" She cried out, tears streaming down her face... It was worst than it had been with Tony... She couldn't stop Gillian de Loup.... He would hurt, maybe even kill Chocolate! In the end, she had no choice, none at all... Those tears still falling just as quickly as they had in the start, she slowly undressed, refusing to meet his eyes as she did so.

Once she was sitting in that chair completely nude, she began trembling uncontrollably, frightened nearly into a sort of paralysis... "I hate you!" She proclaimed once more, though her voice wavered out of her terror of what was to come next. He was going to hurt her.... and if it hadn't been for him having Chocolate like that, she might have been able to do something about it!

 

[cgraven]

"I.... I hate you, Gillian de Loup!"

Up to this point all that had gone before was a game to test her. Jenna was innocent and also had a strong sensual side. As “Gill he had freely tasted her and her resistance was minimal. She had a strong bound with animals and Gillian would use it to corrupt her. Her love for the mare even now forced her to trembling legs to strip for him.

She was now naked again as he wished vulnerable, fear, loathing, and resignation all played in her eyes as she spat out at him.

"I hate you!"

‘Be that as it may Jenna stand and keep your hands by your sides or I’ll have to punish you.”

He watch with delight as Jenna obeyed his command. She was perfection, the perfect balance of physical attributes. He circled her, his hands lightly trailing over her velvet skin. His touch was exceedingly gentle as he teased her nipples and let his fingers become familiar with every aspect of her boby, Gillian could feel it responding to his soft caresses.

Finally standing directly in front of Jenna Malone he moisten two fingers in his mouth, he held her eyes with his as his hand now lowered passed her breasts grazing the plane of her flat belly to play with the downy golden fleece of Jenna’s Venus Mound.

Gillian paused for a moment he knew she was tense and then he slipped those fingers passed the soft folds of her labia and in to her vagina till they rested against her maidenhead.

“Ah a virgin, I did not think they still existed, in this modern age.”

He then manipulated Jenna’s clit until a soft moan escaped her lips.

“On you knees Jenna I think that I would like you to suck my cock………. Yes that will do for starters.”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

"Be that as it may Jenna stand and keep your hands by your sides or I’ll have to punish you.”

He meant it, too... she could see it in those magnetic golden eyes of his. Eyes that still, no matter how much she tried to put that silly thought out of her head, reminded her so much of the wolf "Gill"... So she stood, arms at her sides... she was still trembling like a leaf in the wind, but she stood there as he'd commanded her to.

And then he touched her. First her breasts, teasing her nipples into hardened peaks that he only teased further. And down her body inch by inch. She closed her eyes, tears still streaking slowly down her cheeks. She shivered, bit down on her lips. She tried to hold them back, but it wasn't long before her body began to betray her, soft whimpering moans breaking past all her efforts to hold them in...

Gillian paused for a moment he knew she was tense and then he slipped those fingers passed the soft folds of her labia and in to her vagina till they rested against her maidenhead.

“Ah a virgin, I did not think they still existed, in this modern age.”

He then manipulated Jenna’s clit until a soft moan escaped her lips.

“On you knees Jenna I think that I would like you to suck my cock………. Yes that will do for starters.”

She had tried to fight that moan as well, not that it would have done any good... He was too gentle, too practiced for her body not to respond to these things he was doing to her, no matter how much she hated him for it.... To her knees...He wanted her to taste him... It had to be a power play for him, something to show that he was the one in control here.

And he was in control. She knew what would happen if she disobeyed him, and wasn't wiling to force Chocolate to pay that kind of price for her. She'd pay it for Chocolate's sake. She slowly lowered herself to her knees, looking up at him. Uncertainly, fearfully, hating him all the more because he had to know that she was only doing any of this because of his control over Chocolate.

 

[cgraven]

Gillian’s eyes, his hunter’s instincts took all in, the stiffness of her posture, the selfless sacrifice for what she loved, her willingness to sacrifice all to protect the little mare. No these where the qualities of his kind. Hers where nothing but savage killers that needed to be punished, wiped out driven from the face of the earth, but they had the power.

How he longed for the days when the mists of time where new and all lived as brothers only killing to survive to improve each species. Then the envy and the thirst for power set in and the war between beast and man started and they where forever separated. Or at least that was how he learned it as a pup. Then his own life and the curse, what more proof did he need.

Jenna's body responded to his touch no matter how she fought it. Yes this would be fun. He watched as she dropped to her knees her face tear stained. Hands hanging at her side. He felt a strange stirring but drove it from himself.

”Well Miss Malone what are you waiting for?”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

She knew that Chocolate would have appreciated what she was doing for her, even though the mare would more than likely never know about it at all... There were limits to what she could say even to her equine best friend.

”Well Miss Malone what are you waiting for?” His voice was cold, cruel... but there was something else there, something of the growl she remembered coming from "Gill"... He wanted her to submit to him, completely. And she had to.

Trembling fingers lifted to unbutton and unzip his pants, then pull them and whatever he wore beneath them down, freeing his member to the open air... She didn't want this, she hated him for focing her to do this, she..... trusted him?!! Her eyes widened as that feeling came to her notice, instinctual almost... How could she trust this pervert, this abuser, this monster???

But the fact remained that she did... and steeled herself for what she had to do in the next moment, taking in a deep breath before leaning in, reaching up hesitantly to grasp that long shaft in shaking fingers as her lips finally closed around the head....

 

[cgraven]

Gillian watched as Jenna with trembling fingers undid his trousers. And slid them down his legs. She looked up at him only for a second the tears still flowing and took a in a deep breath before leaning in, reaching up hesitantly Jenna grasp that long shaft in shaking fingers as her lips finally closed around the head....

Gillian watched the nineteen year old virgin submit to his demands her golden hair Angelic face, arousing him more than her childish efforts to suck his shaft. He knew that he could make this first act of sub mission a hell that would scare her for the rest of her young life.

Yes … Yes…. That was the plan hurt her, scares her, debase her, to the point that she would be his mindless slut. Her innocence striped from her. Yet there had been something in her eyes other than the fear and loathing of this act. What was it …. It eluded him for the moment but played at the back of his mind as something half remember from the distant past.

He could feel his shaft growing ever larger as she suckled him. Then she gagged and he slips from her mouth. Gillian was on the point at which he would command her to continue……. Once again his shaft as engulfed in the sweet war cavity of Jenna mouth. He could feel her hands moving now. A low satisfied growl escaped his lips soon now he would defile her innocent mouth and claim the first prize in her degradation.

There it was again at the back of his mind.. What was it he had seen, TRUST. Yet how could she, why would she.

Gillian De Loup grabbed a hand full of Jenna’s golden locks dragging her off him and to her feet.


He spun the terrified girl around to once more face the screen and the image of her beloved “Chocolate” He spoke the command into the air.

“Do it”

He held her by her hair and forced her to watch the scene unfold.


Men released the mare from the breeding stock and “Satan” at the same time. The big stallion made strait for the frighten mare. Then skidded to a halt. He was a very experienced stallion and in the manner of his kind calmed the mare and got her ready for her natural purpose in life. ”Satan was very gentle with “Chocolate” as he mounted her, soon they settled down in to the natural rhythm of their kind. When it was over the mare stayed close to the stallions side, and he to hers.

Gillian forced Jenna to watch and his free hand roamed her naked body at will. His voice taunting Jenna as his fingers teases her, as he sought to find little areas where the girl would shudder and gasp for air.

Gilllian was furious with him self for having let Jenna off so easy.

“At least your mare know what her purpose in life is.”…….” You will remain in your room today, naked in case I should wake and want some entertainment.”
“Miss Malone you are free to go for now.” As Jenna collected her things. “ Oh by the way I’ll have a guest for dinner tomorrow night, you’ll join us.” He likes to be entertained. So wear something very modest but also very easy to get out of. Something in virginal white I think should do.”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

Gillian De Loup grabbed a hand full of Jenna’s golden locks dragging her off him and to her feet.

She cried out in pain and surprise... not really expecting him to drag her up by the hair of her head. Her scalp ached as she looked up at him once again. It was only to have him spin her around quickly to face the screen, the image of her beloved Chocolate... He spoke the command into the air.

“Do it”

He held her by her hair and forced her to watch the scene unfold.

Men released the mare from the breeding stock and “Satan” at the same time. The big stallion made strait for the frighten mare. Then skidded to a halt. He was a very experienced stallion and in the manner of his kind calmed the mare and got her ready for her natural purpose in life. ”Satan was very gentle with “Chocolate” as he mounted her, soon they settled down in to the natural rhythm of their kind. When it was over the mare stayed close to the stallions side, and he to hers.

She trembled as she watched, but daren't try to turn her eyes away or close them... She knew he'd do something awful if she did... As it was, his hands were travelling over her body with a deliberate sort of calm... fingers finding her ribs and waist to be ticklish, which drew an uncontrolable giggle from her throat along with a shiver... Her stomach twitched slightly when his fingers trailed over it horizontally, drawing a soft gasp from her... and she seemed almost to lean slightly back against him when his fingers went between upper arm and shoulder....

“At least your mare know what her purpose in life is. You will remain in your room today, naked in case I should wake and want some entertainment."

She shivered, barely daring to breathe at all at this point, looked down.... shamefully?! Yes, Chocolate did know what her purpose in life was... But what was Jenna's? And why did she feel such strange things around Gillian? She hated him... that was normal... She dispised what he was having her do... Again, normal. She trusted him... Why? And why did she want to please him? Why did his touch affect her so, make her body leap in reaction in ways that Tony had never even come close to?

She bent to pick up her clothes, gathering a bit of strength for the small trek to her room.

“Oh by the way I’ll have a guest for dinner tomorrow night, you’ll join us.” He likes to be entertained. So wear something very modest but also very easy to get out of. Something in virginal white I think should do.”

She nodded mutely. She had just the dress in mind.

 

[cgraven]

I paced away half the day I swore to myself I would not go near her. She was human, a toy, nothing more. Well if as Gillian De Loup I had mercy on her, but in my true state I would make her pay. She had but two purposes for me. A means to strike at her kind and as a toy to satisfy my needs.

I could stand it no more I padded down to her room. Jenna Malone was sleeping the covers up around her neck. I drew them from her and to my surprises she was naked, as I had instructed. She did not move as I leapt up on her bed. Well sweet Jenna I’ll give you some thing to dream about. My rough wolves tongue fond one of her nipples and I dragged its rough surface across the sensitive flesh. First one then the other. Till both where rock hard. Then I stopped sort of waking her, as her moans and sighs increased.

I was a hunter and I knew my prey.

Jenna breathing returned to normal. I nudged her legs apart. My hot breath stirring the golden whips of hair. I lowered my head and feasted on Jenna coaxing several orgasms from her, bring her just to the point of waking. Fixing her with my golden eyes. Then I was gone like a shadow.

Jenna Malone arrived for dinner as instructed. In virginal white. Mr. Paul Lacrosse was in his nineties but looked older. I hated him, yet I need his services as a lawyer. He was the only human that knew I was much older than I appeared. But then I knew things about him to.

Diner was uneventful and soon Ben had the long table cleared.

“I’ll be leaving now sir.”

Twenty minutes passed as we sipped coffee before Lacrosse said.


“Gillian I am ready for desert now.”

Turning to Jenna and fixing her with my eyes once again.


“Miss Malone would you be so kid as to strip for Mr. Lacrosse”

 

[StarChylde]

Jenna Malone

It'd taken Jenna nearly an hour to fall asleep after she lay down, covering her naked body with the comforter. It was warm, but not too warm, and she soon dreamt....

Jenna looked around, dressed warmly, with a thick faux fur coat around her. The fur was completely white, as was the field of snow surrounding her... Nothing but snow as far as the eye could see. She stood there for what seemed like ages, just staring out at the snow, at the way the sun's light was reflected upon it, the way the wind blew about the loosest bits of snow and the snow that was still falling...

Suddenly there was a dark figure in the distance, crouched low and travelling at a dead run... It was a wolf, but not just any wolf... It was Gill.... Yet she wasn't afraid at all. She knew he wasn't going to hurt her just as surely as she knew her own name.

And he didn't hurt her, only pounced her into the soft blanket of snow... and her clothes were simply... gone, as if they'd never been there in the first place. And then his tonue worked its magic on her breasts, one at a time... And as soon as she thought she couldn't stand anymore, he stopped... and shifted down between her legs.

She moaned tightly, pressing up against his muzzle, her body leaping in response to every passing of his rough tongue between her thighs... She felt herself nearing climax, her sight dimming in preparation.....

And then her eyes were open, she woke to seeing Gill standing over her.... And the wolf, for she'd stopped thinking of him as a dog at all, was gone in the blink of an eye...

Dinner passed slowly, with some small talk passing between Gillian and the man he called Mr. Lacrosse... He was a, for lack of a better term, crotchety old man... Ugly in every way she could think of.... She ate in silence for the most part, only speaking when she was spoken to and answering questions with as few words as possible.

“Gillian I am ready for desert now.”

It was then that Gillian's eyes fixated on her, his intent clear even before the words came from his mouth.

“Miss Malone would you be so kid as to strip for Mr. Lacrosse”

She stood slowly... something bad would happen if she didn't do as he said. Something much worse than last night... So she stood and reached back to slowly unzip her dress, sliding it off, and slipping out of her bra and panties once her dress was pooled at her feet like a small drift of snow...

When she looked back to Gillian, her expression was one that even shocked her in its realization... Her eyes begged, clearly begged, and the message was one that he'd easily understand if he only cared to look.

~ Please... please don't let him hurt me.... I'm yours, not this crotchety old man's! ~

 

[cgraven]

~ Please... please don't let him hurt me.... I'm yours, not this crotchety old man's

There is was again blind trust and something more much more.

Lacrosse’s sharp voice broke into my thoughts

“De Loup serve the desert.”…”Oh yes so delectable”…..”I certainly glade I missed your call canceling to night.”

I was trapped and I knew it. I turned my eyes to Jenna holding them locked in a steady gaze.

I am sorry this must be done forgive Jenna. I will not let him hurt you.

“Miss Malone if you would be so kind the table, our guest would like a closer look”

I watched as Jenna reclined on the table.

‘Spread your leg Miss Malone.”

I stood out of the way but my eyes never left Lacrosse.

He slobbered as he ran his hands over Jenna’s body fondling her, touching her, his mouth upon her breasts, trying to posses her.

A low growl escaped my lips barely audible., a warning.

I could not afford to look into Jenna’s eyes. I had made her a promise and I would keep it.

I caught a glint of light as his hand moved towards Jenna’s Venus mound.

My movement was swifter than light, his wrist was in my hand, as I drew it back. The sliver dildo slipping from his neverless fingers.

“No”……. “Go set”


There was a flicker of hope in her eyes. Mine told her it was not over yet.