Talk:Hellhound/@comment-4407082-20170129213052/@comment-30895326-20170129231710

I would voice an objection, but considering the principal is still holding her whip and the guys on the floor, I smartly keep my mouth shut. Besides, would being raped by Hellhounds constantly be worse than being beaten up every day? I hope not.

The principal already had most of my things moved to the dormitory, so I was just carrying in my last bit of stuff. When I get to the dorm, I’m met with an unexpected sight. A lot of the other Hellhounds look a bit beaten up like a huge fight broke out. Going through the hall, a lot of them don’t even make eye contact with me. Strange.

I get to my assigned room and open it to find what appears to be my new Hellhound roommate putting away some of my recently moved stuff. Her ears twitch from me opening the door and when she turns towards me, her eyes seem to light up and a toothy grin spreads across her face. Before I can say anything she gets up, pulls me into the room, and tosses me onto the bed with her sitting on top.

“Hey there, cutie, I’ve been waiting for you. Actually, a lot of the girls here were waiting for you but I made sure they knew who you belonged to,” the Hellhound said putting her face very close to mine.

“B-belong to?” I ask nervously, the Hellhound gently rubbing my cheek with the back of her paw.

“Don’t worry, hun, I’ll be taking good care of you. In fact, I’ll even help you with that shyness of yours, with the best way I know how,” she says pulling my shirt off and planting a deep, wet kiss on my lips. Somehow, I can already feel my nervousness and worry just evaporate as we spend the rest of the day and night getting to know each other.