Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27303410-20170406210333/@comment-33967668-20171215024313

Usually shy and timid I was getting a little panicky. The hellhound veside me was getting closer with a lewd grin. My ears flatten and I begin to sweat a tad bit. She must have smelled my fear because she said, "Aww don't worry sweetie. I don't bite. Hard~" the ogre that was leading turned to the hell hound. "A kitty bitch huh? Not bad." At that point I choose life. I stand up and tear the stools from under the hellhound and ogre causing them to fall onto the ground buying me some time. I bolt out of the tavern and run for all my body and soul is worth. Cries of outrage sound from the tavern and I can hear the hellhound gaining quickly behind me. "N-n-nnooooooooo! Leave me aloooooone!" I screamed in fear and she got close enough to pounce. She tackled me to the ground and sat atop my back while holding my arms. I whimper as I take nose of the scrapes on me now and the vicious hellhound sitting on me. I give an expression of pure terror as tears stream down horosontile on my face. "Your pretty ballsy kitty bitch. But your mine now." with that she picks me up and slings me over her shoulder. Somehow she bound my hands so I couldn't do much as she hauled me back to the tavern as I pleaded and cried. I didn't want to be raped by a monster. It was a loooooong night.