The Beast Lands

Finally Over

I felt my body finally begin to respond once Taylor and Kaden entered the one bedroom house. I don't know how long I had been in pain, but tears kept streaming down my face. I remember at one point I was begging for release, but nobody came to help me. 

My body was not in real pain, but in so much pleasure without the option of release that it felt like pain. It was the most erotic pleasure that I have ever experienced.  The small butterflies I felt when looking at Taylor’s naked body was like a drop of excitement compared to what I am feeling at this time. ‘Am I turning into some kind of s*x addict…’

I kept thinking about the time I visited a classmate's house in third grade. I was jealous of her because their family had a goldendoodle, a cross breed between a poodle and a golden retriever. I can’t remember her name, but I remember my feelings while there. Her father kept saying to “keep the damn diaper on the b***h” in a domineering and intimidating voice. He kept on cleaning the floor and the furniture, everywhere the dog sat blood would appear.  When we got to her bedroom she kept saying that her mom's dog was “in heat” and they were looking for males to breed her with. Apparently goldendoodles are really expensive dogs, but they are really big and they bleed a lot when they are ready to be bred. 

I remember the dog kept whining and trying to lick herself, as if she was in severe pain, and when her mom did get the diaper on, the dog tore it off. Preferring to lick herself than have the diaper rub against her flesh. 

I can now sympathize with that female dog. It is like my hands are my tongue, and yet I still can not find release. I have been trying for so long. Instead I keep torturing myself-the pleasure so close, but out of reach nonetheless. 

I never once thought that a human could ever experience this kind of humiliation. My body was craving Taylor and Kaden, but when they didn’t arrive fast enough I could feel my body reaching out and calling to other men. My mind felt shame, but my body felt wanton. 

I am not lucid, but snatches of thoughts make their way to  my more objective mind, and in those moments I think about the purpose of the dog in heat: to get pregnant.

In New York I was attending college at the University of New York-I had one semester left to get my Bachelors in Counseling, a focus on children. I grew up wanting children because I grew up in a loving home. The idea of kids always appealed to  me. But now, knowing that my body is exhibiting the same characteristics as a dog, an animal, I feel trapped.

I never expected to sleep with two men at once. I want to feel ashamed, but my body won’t let me, instead it is literally calling for others. I feel more tears fall down my cheeks and neck. 

The room is beginning to smell more like sandalwood and mint, making my mouth water and my skin stand on end. I want their touch, I want their bodies encased around mine. I can feel myself getting on my knees and crawling towards them, pure instinct and adrenaline, but my tears keep falling. I want them so badly that my body is weeping.Every time my legs move, my p***y in rubbed, making cream flow down my legs more.  I can feel my fluids leaking down my inner thighs, preparing itself for quick entry. I begin to cry harder as I finally reach their bodies and the pain begins to lessen. Finally! I close my eyes and fall into their hands. My body has already accepted them, my mind has labeled them as saviors, so I entrust myself fully to their very capable hands. 

Taylor caught Madison in his arms, her body was shaking and her face was streaked with dried tears as well as new ones. The look of pain dissipated once his arms wrapped around her petite frame, he moved her sweat soaked hair out of her face and off her neck. He leaned down and kissed the part where her shoulder and neck met, her scent centered in his point, calling him to nibble and love on it. He was rewarded with her mewling noises. He continued to love on her neck, his hands holding her up as Kaden crawled up behind her. The two worked in tangent, spreading her legs, opening her slit as much as they could without losing leverage with her compact frame. Her shapely but short legs do not provide much room to work with, especially with their much larger frames. 

Kaden remembered Madison’s directions and got off the bed once more. He needed lubricant, but since she had yet to make some, she said egg yolk may work, but she read about its use in some kind of magazine. He didn’t know what lubricant was, nor a magazine, but Madison spoke as if she knew what she was talking about. He cracked the egg and only took the clear part, leaving the yellow yolk behind. He went back to the bed where Taylor was kissing and fondling her limp form, her head thrown back, little sounds of pleasure escaping her mouth. 

Kaden put the white slippery substance in his palm then rubbed it on his hard member, coating himself. He put a bit more on his tip, then moved behind her body. He looked up at Taylor and met his eyes. “I’ll go in first, then you go” so saying, Kaden rubbed the tip of his c**k against the puckered hole, but when he tried to enter, her body was too stiff. He whispered in her ear, “Let me in, relax.”

He watched Madison lean forward, and her small hands grabbing her cheeks and spreading them wide. Her little hole stretched minimally, he moved the tip back into place and pushed in, little increments as her body adjusted to the new form of invasion. He could feel her hole sucking him in, the friction made his back tingle as he went as deep as possible. His mind caught one little fact, Taylor had her first, but her had this little hole first. He felt his lips smile as he leaned down and kissed her neck and shoulders. 

“I’m in” he said, his strained voice low.

Taylor moved his c**k between her legs, rubbing his member through her lips, capturing her fluid, finally positioning himself, penetrating the wet slit, so tight that it was almost painful. He could feel Kaden’s member like a shadow, the dual combination much more pleasurable than them both entering the same hole together, that was a pleasure that he could experience over and over again. Comparing the two forms of entrance made him feel odd, but pleasuring his mate with his brotherkin was more than a dream come true, it was destiny. 

He looked up and Kaden, the phoenix, looked astonished at the new feeling.

Taylor began to move. Kaden began to move. Madison’s mewling turned to moans and panting.

“More, move more...oh gawd, please move more…” she begged.

Taylor moved with roughness, but Kaden continued a steady pace. Everytime he tried to leave her hole to thrust more, it would draw him in deeper, claiming his member in a vice grip. He could feel Taylor through the small membrane, his actions causing the pleasure to spike more. Hearing Madison’s voice as her body moved with them and against them, intensified the feelings. 

“Yes, like that, oh gawd, oh gawd, more…..AHHHHHHH…..” Taylor felt her p***y clenching as she orgasmed. Her scent permeated the room, calling on his body. He let his instincts run free, answering her call, he could feel his eyes begin to transform, seeing every little speck of dust in the air. He sniffed her hair, and followed his nose, finding the spot on her neck once more. He felt his teeth elongate as he bit into her flesh, her blood filling his mouth, making her c*m once more, her screams filling his ears in pleasure. He looked over, and on the other side Kaden had also bit into her neck, his eyes looking like flames as he too gave into his basic instinct. Feeling the overwhelming pleasure, Taylor released inside her , his semen shooting up from his base, and kept shooting. He could smell Kaden’s release as well, amplifying his pleasure as the three orgasmed together. 

The pain from their bites was like a cue for my body. The fog lifted. My mind was back to being me again. My body was satiated and full, complete pleasure. I felt like I was whole. I could feel their essence moving throughout my system, bridging deficits within myself. What made me incomplete was now solid. 

I felt free and wanted. 

I felt loved.

Intense love. I could feel the unique feeling that Taylor and Kaden held for me. They loved me, it should be a superficial love if anything, but I could feel it. This was an encompassing love-as if they had been made just for me. 

I wanted to cry again as their emotions filled me up, made me whole. 

I intuitively knew that this ‘b***h’ was no longer in heat. Whatever they did with their bite made that part disappear. 

I felt their arms entwined with mine, their c***s still deep inside me when I pulled Taylor down to me and tasted his lips. I wanted him to feel the love I was feeling. I had one hand in his hair, the other in Kadens. Taylor tasted so good, I swallowed his saliva and moved my head to the side, capturing Kaden’s lips. I felt Taylor move his body, his c**k leaving my center as Kaden did the same. 

‘I am going to teach them about indoor plumbing so that I can bathe in hot water!’ I thought to myself as I laid down on the bed, feeling relaxed and tired. I opened my eyes and saw both men staring at me, looks of shame on their faces. “What’s wrong?” I asked, the feeling of love was beginning to disappear, why were they looking at me with such forlorn expressions?