The Luna's Pet

"RYKER!" Her voice echoed off the walls as she arched her back, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pushed my face further into her core. "Faster!" She ordered in between panting breaths. Throwing her head back, her chest heaved up and down heavily, an elongated moan sliding off her lips. Obediently I picked up my pace, my tongue dancing within her warmth as she writhed in pleasure beneath me. Her hands slid to my shoulders as she neared her peak, nails digging into my flesh painfully. "Yes! Oh yes! Yes!" Sweat dripped from my brow as she rode out her climax, her perfectly manicured talons pinning me in place as she did. After a few moments her breathing started to return to normal and her legs stilled their quaking. "Will that be all for tonight my Luna." My head hung low I as waited to be dismissed. I knew better than to linger longer than absolutely necessary. "Hmm oh yes that will be all Ryker." Her hand gestured towards the door limply, her body still splayed openly across her bed. Keeping my eyes on the ground I quickly left the spacious suite, tugging my shirt back over my exposed skin as I did. I made my way down to the kitchens, my stomach growling louder with each step. The staff had already gone home for the night so the kitchen was empty and quiet. I was glad for the solitude, it meant I could rummage for food quickly and head to bed. Morning would come sooner than I wished it to and my duties would begin anew. Quickly assembling some cold turkey between two thin slices of bread I headed towards my room. The sandwich hit my stomach like a rock, making me realize how late it truly was. She had requested I wait in her chamber immediately after her supper, which meant skipping the meal so as not to be tardy- she apored having to wait no matter the cause. My life was dictated by her whims- she controlled every aspect from what I wore (or didn't as the case normally was) to how often I was trained to keep my body toned to her liking. Walking past a large mirror in the hall I caughg a glance of myself, I look nothing like the man I was when I was brought here. That man died long ago... Everything changed once the Alpha King Lion passed, leaving his vast lands divided amongst his three sons. The eldest, Alpha Xion was a cruel power hungry beast. He felt the entire kingdom was his birthright and raised a massive army to take it by force. The Great War ravaged the lands as Xion burned any village that didn't cater to his demands and fall in line. The youthful and able men were forced into servitude in his army while those not fit to fight were made to toil in the fields to supply rations for the troops. The women were not as lucky. Xion had a insatiable lust for flesh. Gia, his Luna, was but a pawn. Their marriage was but a political arrangement to gain access to her father's vast army and trade routes. There was no love between them and the disdain they held for each other only grew when the Luna was unable to produce an heir. The Alpha eventually stopped visiting Gia's bed chambers all together. He enjoyed picking through the conquered region's young women, choosing a few for himself with each conquest. It didn't matter if they were mated, married, or younger than deemed appropriate- he took whomever he wanted. None lived very long once chose, his cruel behavior was only intensified behind closed doors. I could hear their screams from my small room, the crack of the whips and rattling of chains. There were rumors that the Alpha was the sterile one and that his impotence was the reason for his sadistic bedroom preferences... or perhaps he couldnt be aroused without his bedmates screams of pain... though such gossip would land one in the dungeons or worse. He would only take those biologically unfit to carry his heir thus keeping those rumors at bay. His Luna was free to do as she pleased, neither party caring much what the other was up to. Once the dust settled on the battlefields each region was forced to present all the young maidens in the newly acquired lands to the Alpha, news traveled quickly of his intenstions. My sister Nissa was only 15 at the time, but held a beauty beyond compare. With long raven hair and pale gray eyes she was a vision even though she was but a child. The Alpha didn't care, his taste for young flesh held no bounds as he snatched any who caught his eye. I wouldn't allow her virtue to be stolen, for his cruel hands to linger on her skin... I would lay down my life before I let him have her. When his men came for her, as I knew they would when she failed to show for the "choosing" I kept them busy while my mother and sister stole away into the night. I was meant to join them on the road once I slipped the guards, we hadn't even time to say goodbye. The guards pounded on the door, the wood splintering beneath their fists. Mother and Nissa head west towards the sea, our hope was to charter passage to the younger Alpha's kingdom before moving beyond the dead king's boarders completly. Slipping out the back door I lead them into the nearby woods, making sure my trail was as obvious as possible without them getting wise to the ploy. My father was a great man, but his life was cut short when the wolf plague ravaged the lands. He used to tell me tales of a time when packs ran differently, a time of mates and the moon goddess. That time was over- the plague dwindled our numbers, leaving only the lucky few with strong enough genes to withstand the virus to procreate. My parents weren't mates, but my father treated her like she was, loving her without reservation. When the second wave of the plague hit my father fell ill, the disease stealing him away after only a fortnight. With father gone their protection laid solely in my hands, I would not fail him now. I grew up in these woods, I knew them better than anyone yet I didn't count on the whole Army to decend upon the trees. Vastly outnumbered I knew it was a death sentence to stand against them, but I didn't care, the longer I held them off the further my family could flee. Still to this day I have no idea why the Alpha sent so many to bring back my sister. It took them three days to finally catch and hold me. My bloodied body was dragged to the dungeons where I awaited death- the Alpha loved to make a public affair of punishments and executions. It was there, in that tiny cell, that the Luna first saw me and claimed me as her own. Somedays death seemed like the better option. I was her pet. Her property. A s*x toy at her constant disposal. Not a day had passed since she pulled me from that cell that I didn't find myself in her bed- her lust might have rivaled even her husband's yet she seemed to only crave my touch. She made me drink a special tea to ensure proper performance and required me to wait in her chambers every night after supper. She had others, plenty over the years, yet for some reason I was her favorite. Once she claimed me she rarely summoned her other 'pets' amd soon she turned them over for other purposes - most went to the army since their physique was well suited to combat. Making my way back to my room the sounds of creaking wood echoed in the halls. The Luna liked me close so a small storage closet near her suite was converted to a room for me. The Alpha's room was on the other side of the hall, it's large wooden door leading straight into the pits of hell for any unfortunate soul unlucky enough to be dragged inside. I tried to drown out the pained whimpers of his latest victim as the creaking grew louder. The Alpha's gutteral moans making me sick to my stomach as I laid in the cot I called a bed. I held my breath as silence filled the air.... each night was a gamble on if his bedmate would survive his brutality. Tonight the soft sobs that followed the silence told me she would live to see another day- yet who could say if that was a gift or a curse. Burying my head in my single thin pillow I drifted off, thankful for the moments of freedom sleep afforded me.