A. N.: Fucking hell its been a long time hasn't it?

Do you wanna know why that is? Its because I've been focusing on the other fic I'm writing, the one that will have more plot than smut! (Granted that plot will be mostly based around smut, but what can yah do?)

Anyways, here we go again! Please fucking stop me from writing this shit!

Oh it had been a week of hell for poor little Ethan that is for sure. Constantly being fucked each and every night without him even getting a say in the matter. Granted after all this time he was finding it to be pointless in fighting back since he couldn't do anything to stop the dreaded Zoroark that was committing the dastardly acts.

So, he merely laid there each time she decided to have her way with him, hoping that she would soon be bored with him. At this point he didn't care if she did actually kill him or not when she was bored, since death would have been a better fate than being used each day, at least in his opinion.

But now Ethan simply lay on the ground, his body cold and his eyes devoid of emotion as they stared at the ceiling of the cave he was being held captive. The larger Zoroark had left the cave and had left the smaller Zoroark in charge of him while she was gone. The smaller one had kept true to her word of not screwing with him though, and it appeared that she did not in fact have any interest in mating with him.

Though Ethan did feel slightly relieved that the larger one was gone, he knew it would only be a matter of time before she would return, and ride him once again.

The smaller Zoroark on the other hand was hoping for her companion to arrive soon, so that she could stop babysitting her "toy". She didn't really approve of what her friend was doing to the human, thinking that it was slightly cruel to keep him against his will, especially since she knew that the larger Zoroark was merely keeping him here so she could last through mating season without going bonkers.

The smaller one had to admit that she had thought about doing something with the human when she was starting to get a bit desperate, but she managed to catch a male Zoroark off guard a couple days before and satisfied her needs with him. Granted the male was a bit reluctant in the beginning but she straightened him out in the end.

Suddenly, there was movement outside the cave and the smaller Zoroark peered out into the brush to investigate. A few moments later, the larger Zoroark appeared out from the trees with a small leather sack in her claws.

The smaller Zoroark raised an eyebrow as she noticed that her friend had bags under her eyes. The larger Zoroark walking over to the smaller one with slumped shoulders, scowling.

"You all right?" The smaller one asked, looking over her friend.

The larger one waved her off. "I'm fine... just had a long day with the tribe..." She growled.

The smaller one kept her curious gaze. "What happened?" She asked.

The larger sighed. "I'd rather not talk about it..." She groaned. "You may leave to do whatever you wish to now... I shall attend to my pet."

The smaller Zoroark nodded a bit and walked out of the cave. "Have fun..." She called out as she entered the forest.

The larger one gained a small smirk. "I shall..." She said in a low tone as she saw Ethan splayed out on the ground.

The Zoroark then growled slightly as she reached into the leather bag she brought with her. "Get up pup... I brought you dinner..." She then took out an apple and a couple berries.

Ethan didn't respond, he just simply kept his blank gaze on the cave wall, not wanting to do a damn thing at that moment other than whither away.

The Zoroark sighed when he didn't move, and tossed the berries on the ground next to him along with the apple.

"Eat." She demanded.

Ethan didn't move, his entire mind blank as he continued to stare at the cave wall.

The Zoroark then kicked him lightly with her foot. "Eat." She demanded once again.

Ethan remained still, he didn't want to eat, he'd rather starve to death than anything at that point.

The Zoroark gave out a low growl as she kneeled down and grabbed his face, turning it to face her as she lifted up the apple and presented it to him.

"Last warning pup..." She snarled. "Eat."

Ethan only managed to give her a small glare as he remained silent and unmoving, this being the only rebellious action he could muster at this point.

The Zoroark stared into his eyes with a cold look, before she growled once again.

"Have it your way." She snarled.

She then took a bite out of the apple while tightening her grip on his face, chewing up the chunk of the apple in her mouth as she did so. Once she felt like it was chewed enough she then crammed her lips up against Ethan's her tongue snaking its away into his mouth as it crammed the chewed up apple down Ethan's throat.

Ethan gagged as he jerked up a bit, grabbing her arm in attempt to get her to release his face. But the Zoroark didn't stop until she got the whole chunk of the apple down his throat, and once she did so she pulled back, gasping a bit.

Ethan coughed and sputtered, trying to get the apple out of his throat, but it was too far down and the only choice he had was to swallow it. Ethan gained a look of disgust as he swallowed the chewed up apple, cringing at the thought of where it had previously been.

The Zoroark growled as she gave him a cold glare. "Will you eat now?" She questioned. "Or am I going to have to cram the whole thing down your throat piece by piece?"

Ethan quickly picked up the apple and took a bite out of it in response, not wanting another slimy chewed up piece of food to be crammed down his throat once again.

The dark type snorted. "Good..." She spoke as she stood up again, crossing her arms as she glared down at the poor boy.

Ethan began to shiver a bit as he ate his apple, the chill of the cave assaulting his bare skin. The Zoroark took note of his shivering figure, raising an eyebrow as she looked over his naked body, starting to become somewhat aroused.

Ethan looked away as he continued to eat the apple, depression hitting him once again. Over the past week he had thought about home, his family, and if he would ever live to see them again. But, Ethan didn't know if it would be worth going home at this point since he didn't know if he could ever recover from the hell he went through in this cave.

The Zoroark started to become impatient as she stared at his shivering body, become very aroused at the thought of riding her toy once again.

She then kicked him lightly. "Hurry up pup!" She growled as she glared down at him.

Ethan flinched at her words, he then looked up at her and saw that oh so dreadful look of lust in her eyes. He knew that once he finished this meal that she would force him into intimacy once again. But, instead of delaying the inevitable, he simply wished to get it over with.

So, he quickly finished his apple and gobbled up the berries. He then sighed and laid out on the ground, presenting his body to the Zoroark since he knew that she was going to ride him even if he resisted her.

The Zoroark snorted at his display. "You've finally learned your place pup..." She stated in a low tone.

She then morphed her body into the voluptuous anthropomorphic one she used whenever she wished to fuck the poor boy, and kneeled down, climbing on top of the boy.

Ethan barely moved as the Zoroark grabbed a hold of him, her lustful kisses on his neck barely bringing a rise out of him.

The Zoroark grunted a bit as she kissed his neck one final time. "It appears I've broken you all ready..." She growled, her hot breath on Ethan's neck. "How disappointing."

Ethan grunted slightly in response, not really caring whether or not he was suiting his captor's needs.

The Zoroark took note of this, lifting herself up a bit as she stared down at him. "Hm... It seems you won't be squirming tonight." She then grinned slightly as she lowered her head to his neck."Or perhaps you just need a little motivation..."

The dark type then began to dig her nails into Ethan's arms making him tense up a bit, before she roughly nipped at his neck, drawing a bit of blood. Ethan yelped in pain as she did this, trying to move his head so that his neck was away from the beast on top of him. The Zoroark chuckled a bit and licked his wound, lapping up a bit of the blood.

"Hm... you taste good..." She whispered as she kissed his wound, lowering her body down to his, her breast crammed right up against his chest as she began to grind on his member a bit. "I could just devour you right now..."

Ethan's blood went cold as she said those words. Was she going to kill him now? Was she going to both fuck him and eat him at the same time? Ethan began to struggle like mad as his survival instincts kicked in, crying out in pain as she nipped his neck roughly once again.

But the Zoroark managed to hold him down, cramming her lips up against his in order to shut him up. This was merely what she wanted, to have a male fear her as she had her way with him, but whose to say she couldn't get a nice taste of him in the process.

She continued to dig her nails into his arms as she grinded her wet pussy on his member, slipping her tongue down his throat in the process.

Ethan began to struggle more furiously, the Zoroark's nails turning into claws once again as she dug them into his arms further, drawing blood.

The Zoroark smiled into the forceful kiss as Ethan continued to squirm beneath her, lifting up her hips a bit as she grinded on his now fully erect member. She then lifted her chest up and shoved his hands up against her breasts, digging into them a bit with her claws. As a result of this Ethan's fingers curled up due to the pain, now roughly squeezing the Zoroark's breasts.

The Zoroark broke the kiss and swiftly bit down on the side of his neck a bit harder, almost taking a chunk out of it.

Ethan screamed in pain as she did this, struggling with all his might to get out of her grasp. But the Zoroark was far to strong as she held him down with her weight, still pressing his hands up against her large mounds.

She then plummeted her hips down onto his, his member sliding into her wet pussy as she did so.

Ethan didn't know what to think, his mind was filled with both immense pain and pleasure at the same time, so all he could do was scream and beg for it to stop.

But the Zoroark had no plans of stopping as she bit down on the side of his neck harder, tasting fresh blood on her tongue as she thrust into him over and over, his rod sliding in and out of her tight walls as she did so.

Ethan cried out into the cave once again. "S-Stop!" He screamed. "Make i-it stop!"

His please only urged the Zoroark to bite down harder on his neck, making him scream in pain as he began to thrash around, hoping to break free of the demon atop of him.

The Zoroark held him still as she continued to thrust into him, shoving his hands up against her breasts as much as she could. She was feeling full pleasure from this experience, having Ethan scream and struggle beneath her while she tasted and fucked him at the same time driving her over the edge.

She then lapped up as much blood as she could before she swung her head into the air, moaning loudly as she continued to ride the weeping boy below her.

"Scream for me pup!" She moaned as she dug her claws into his hands, drawing blood. "Let your sweet cries fill the cave!"

Ethan did not disappoint as he let out yet another cry of pain as tears began to fall from his eyes, the pain becoming too much. Though the pleasure in his member began to take weight, heat and pressure building within his rod as it slid in and out of the Zoroark's tight pussy.

It only took a bit longer until Ethan couldn't hold out anymore, his hips bucked instinctively as his member burst its load deep inside of her, Ethan letting out a cry of pain and pleasure as it did so.

The Zoroark reached her edge as well, thrusting into him one last time as her eyes rolled into the back of her skull, moaning loudly with pleasure as she continued to press his hands tightly against her breasts.

She then collapsed atop the boy, her eyes heavy with fatigue and a small smile on her face. That was one of the best orgasms she experienced in a long while, so much so that she nearly passed out after it.

Ethan on the other hand merely shoved her to the side and off of him, holding his neck along with his hands in pain, blood streaming down his arms. His bawling filled the cave as he tried to ease the pain, only to make it worse by touching his wounds.

The Zoroark lazily held him, her mind foggy with both pleasure and fatigue.

"Shhh little pup..." She slurred. "Its over..." She then held him close. "Just... sleep..." The dark type yawned as she snuggled up to him. "Sleep..."

The Zoroark then went out cold, slumping over in her slumber, her grip loosening on Ethan. Ethan continued to weep as he stared at his bloody hands overwhelming pain coming from them. That had to be one of the worst things he had ever experianced in his entire life, being torn apart and fucked at the same time by a wretched demon.

He continued to bawl until he soon realized that the Zoroark wasn't holding onto him very tight. The boy wiped his tears and stifled his cries, slowly crawling out of the Zoroark's grip. It took hims a bit, but he managed to succeed in his escape with little resistance.

The Zoroark merely lay on the ground, passed out cold as she lightly snored in her slumber. Ethan stared down at her until realization hit him. He had a chance, a chance to escape, a chance to end all of this torment.

All he had to do, was run.

And boy did he run like the wind out of that cave. He bolted through the moonlit forest, holding his bloody hands as he did so. Ethan sprinted through the brush, getting small cuts on leaves in branches as he did so. He didn't care where he ended up, as long as it wasn't back in that god forsaken cave with that monster.

So he ran, and ran, and ran, for what seemed to be hours to him. Until he saw light in the dark night, he didn't know what the light was coming from, all he knew is that he wanted to get to it. So he sprinted to the light, his body tattered with scratches from branches and his eyes still filled with tears.

Until he reached an opening, an opening into what happened to be the small little town that he lived in. Ethan's eyes widened as his face lit up, he made it, he made it home, after all of this damn time he finally made it back.

He quickly sprinted into the town, luckily no one seeing him stark naked since it was the middle of the night. He then skidded to a halt at his doorstep and quickly banged on the door, desperate wanting to get inside.

"All right all right I'm coming!" A feminine voice sounded from the house in an annoyed tone.

A middle aged woman then opened the door, a very annoyed look on her face as she stood in the doorway with her nightgown. This woman happened to be Ethan's aunt, whom he was living with at the time.

Ethan's aunt's eyes widened as she spotted the beaten and bloody boy in front of her.

"Ethan?" She said in a nearly inaudible tone, her face showing pure shock.

Ethan's eyes watered up again as he broke down into tears, falling to his knees as he put his hands up to his eyes and bawled into them.

His aunt quickly kneeled down beside him.

"Oh my lord Ethan... what happened to you?" She asked. "Where have you been?"

Her question was met with more tears as Ethan continued to bawl into his hands, utter sorrow overcoming him as he recalled the passed week's events.

His aunt gently wrapped an arm around him. "Oh its okay Ethan..." She said in a soothing voice. "Come in... let's get you cleaned up, you can tell me what happened when you're ready..."

Ethan nodded slowly as he wiped his eyes and his aunt slowly rose him up off of his feet and they walked into the house.

Ethan's uncle then came down the stairs as they entered the house a look of fatigue on his face.

"Lana?" He spoke. "What's g-" His eyes widened as he spotted Ethan. "Ethan!" The middle aged man hurried down the steps and rushed up to the boy. "What happened to you!?"

"Not now Paul!" Ethan's aunt replied. "Call the authorities, I'm going to try and clean out his wounds."

His uncle nodded. "Right!" He then bolted over to the phone.

Ethan's aunt helped the injured boy up the stairs, trying her best to not harm him in the process. A door then creaked open as a Mightyena walked out into the upstairs hallway. The Mightyena then spotted Ethan, wagging its tail a bit in excitement since she hadn't seen Ethan in a long while, but her tail then stood up in attention as she noticed that blood was stained all over the human.

The Mightyena then bolted over to the two, curious as to what was happening. Ethan's eyes widened a bit as he saw what viewed to be a large and terrifying Pokemon charging right at them, yelping slightly as he tried to move away from the dark type.

Ethan's Aunt held him steady. "Ethan!" She exclaimed. "What's wrong!?" She then noticed that he was staring at the Mightyena with a look of pure horror. "Is it Patricia?"

Ethan's only response was a whimper as he continued to try and get away from Patricia, the Mightyena curiously sniffing at Ethan, wondering what was wrong with one of her owners.

"Ethan you've known Patricia for years!" Ethan's Aunt spoke. "You know she wouldn't hurt you."

Ethan simply shut his eyes as he continued to try and scurry away from the Pokemon in front of him, full terror overcoming him as flashbacks of the past week popped into his head.

Ethan's aunt sighed as she pushed Patricia back lightly with her foot. "Patty you're gonna have to get back." She stated. "Don't worry girl, Ethan will be fine."

Ethan's Aunt then carried him into the bathroom on their right, making sure to shut the door behind them so Patricia couldn't get in.

The Mightyena whined a bit as she sat outside the door, wanting to comfort Ethan since he was in pain. She then scrunched up her nose a bit as she caught the odor of a different Pokemon, getting a bit on edge as she wondered what Pokemon had left such a strong scent on Ethan. Her eyes then widened a bit as she realized that the scent had come from a Zoroark, whining slightly as she wondered what such a beast had done to Ethan.

Meanwhile in the bathroom Ethan's aunt had gently set Ethan down in the bathtub as she began to lightly hose down his wounds, Ethan still bawling as she did so.

His aunt then placed a hand on his shoulder. "Shh Ethan..." She whispered in a soothing tone. "Its all right, whatever happened to you out there... its over now..."

Ethan sniffled as he laid his head on the side of the tub, curling up a bit. He prayed that his Aunt's words were true, and that this whole nightmare was in fact over.

But, unfortunately for the human.

This nightmare was not over just yet.

A:N. And done with this crap! Well, not the whole story anyway, but with the chapter!

And lookie here! Finishing it up in time for Christmas! So merry Christmas you sick bastards!

Dear god why do I write this shit? I mean its Christmas night and I'm writing smut! Why don't I have a life? Still, hopefully that one commenter thor who wanted some force feeding got SOMETHING out of this chapter.

Eh... well... till next time! (Whether it be this fic or the other one) Have a happy new year!