>>6718

Last daylight was slowly fading away along with the setting sun. Sky was clear; not a single cloud would dare to hide approaching night's majesty. Pleasant smell of night cold and herbs surrounded us. Ayla was resting near, finishing a bottle of wine. Alcohol mixed up with lust sparkled in her eyes with a bright red. She could feel the moon approaching, and she knew this one will be special.

"It's almost out. You sure you can keep up the whole night?" Ayla dropped the empty bottle to the grass.

"Don't worry. I got this. In fact, it's you who needs to be worried tonight."

"Oh, really?" She grinned. "There isn't a thing my body won't recover from, you know. Except for silver, of course."

Ayla grabbed her bra and unceremoniously ripped it off of her chest, easily tearing fabric with her claws. She than reached for me, but excitement on her face wavered when a metallic collar with a chain blocked her way. Ayla tried to touch it, but promptly withdrew her hand. It was silver. She reluctantly allowed me to put it on. Thing caused visible discomfort at first, but it quickly changed into a blush.

"But, hypothetically…" I said. "What if our dalliance ends with, for example, your death?"

Ayla laughed at the top of her lungs. "If you manage to end me tonight," She leaned forward and switched to a whisper. "Then it would be absolutely worth it."

I quickly took off my trousers to save them from Ayla's claws. Seeing my erection, she attacked it like a wild beast; she sucked, licked and gagged on it, slowly losing her mind over it. One could think she can drive her fangs in any time, but I knew that Ayla is an obedient girl. Her weight nailed me to the ground when she mounted me, staring me down with truely inhuman lust.

I looked at the sky – the moon peeked from behind the forest. Not a normal moon, but majestic full Blood Moon bathed us in it's maddening crimson light. Only three times a year it comes out to drive nocturnal creatures crazy.

Sharp-clawed hands pressed against my chest. What little clothes we had left got torn to shreds. Ayla ferociously slammed my cock in her; soft and tender flesh swallowed it whole, clenching it tight and pulsating as if from an electric shock. She always was quite literal beast in bed, but now Ayla was riding me like never before. Her muscular relief danced along with her orgasmic spasms.

"How do you feel, doggy?"

But only answer I got was her growl.

It was time to switch up. I pulled the chain. Silver collar choked Ayla like a noose, making her squeal. She fell off of me, helplessly clawing on the abominable restrain. I wrapped the same chain around her wrists and pulled them above her head. Painful howl mixed with a whimper of masochistic pleasure. I can only imagine it feeling like a red hot iron biting in your skin, violating your very nature. I thrust in her once again, and she accepts with a grateful moan. Even though silver burned her skin and stole her breath, she squalled in pleasure when I choked her with a collar or wringed her wrists with a chain. Her pussy milked every drop of semem off of me. I can't even tell how many times she came because her cunt always spasmed like she was orgasming. Rabid beast so easily redused to thirsty little paindrunk puppy.

Standing on all fours, Ayla was still enduring my onslaught even after multiple hours of sex. Her hips slammed against mine, stretching her ass on my cock. I pulled her tail to stretch in even harder. Collar choking the life out of her fueled her agonizing thirst. But it would be too mild to just fuck her. I pulled the chain closer. Sharp edge kissed Ayla's throat, drawing a drop of blood. This was another possession of mine – a dagger with a silvered blade. Ayla squealed even more than before, but she wasn't frightened. Instead, she eagerly raised her head, leaving neck open for me. Accepting her invitation, I drive the blade in. Blood streamed from her sliced open neck like from a fountain. Grip on my dick became tighter. Blade slowly sawed through the flesh, separated the spines and soon collar flew off Ayla's bleeding neck stump. I caught her head that was still staring at me with her thirsty eyes. To my surprise, she was still alive, sticking her tounge out as if asking for more. Her body was also quite animated, bouncing on my cock in a post-mortem abony. Well, if Ayla asks for more, I can give her more.

I knocked over the body on it's back and demonstrated it to Ayla. Spreading legs wide, it was still shaking. I held Ayla closer to her pussy, and she seemed to react to it. Her body snatched the head off my hand and sandwitched it between it's thighs. Still lusting for pleasure, Ayla slipped her tounge inside her own pussy and started to vigorously licking it. Without a second thought I joined this mockery of copulation; I lined up my dick with Ayla's head and thrust it in her throat. Diving even deeper, I start to feel base of a tounge tingle my cockhead. Impaled on my cock, Ayla will continue savoring her own taste until the light in her eyes will die out. Her decapitated body will continue it's dance macabre. But even when both of them turn into a pieces of dead meat, I still have time till the sunrise.

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Took me long enough. Wasn't able to mobilize myself for >>6716 prompt and was on a block for a current one, but I'm glad I finally had something happiened.

Name: Kiku
Age: 17 in human years
Character: Playful, loving, but a bit cheeky.
Setting: You are a simple peasant that got lucky enough to win kitsune's heart. Seeing how hard life of a farmer is, she tells you a legend. It says: if a mortal man will taste flesh of kitsune, he will inherit her magical power. Even though Kiku is only on her first tail (i.e. pretty young) you know she wants you to follow it. And it's not like you will be able to wait for a 900 years for the ninth one.