Well, here's the graphic scene I was talking about! ^^ I hope you like it! ^^ Dawnpaw is back; but I won't say any more. ;3 ;)
Too Much
The pain was too much.
Too much.
Dawnpaw was getting tortured again. The cat who was torturing her was the same cat as the one who had mated with her when she first came here.
She had found out that his name was Claw, and he had no sympathy for groveling she-cats. He took pretty she-cat slaves as his mates and that was it.
Dawnpaw's pretty pale gray fur was stained with blood. Her sky-blue eyes were clouded with pain.
Why me? WHY ME??? she often wondered, knowing that a simple careless mistake could get her killed. Her simple, careless mistake back on her morning walk before she was captured had cost Dawnpaw her freedom. Dawnpaw wanted to get back home, but no, she was stuck here.
Claw grinned down at her from where he was standing above her, supposedly "sharpening his claws" on her belly. They were already sharp enough!
He sunk his claws deep into her belly and slowly dragged them down. She screamed in pain. Her belly was one of the most sensitive parts of her body!
He slashed at her ears and face. She winced repeatedly as the pain came, again and again.
Suddenly, he stopped. He positioned himself more over her and slowly slid his "thing" close to her pussy. She screeched.
This is what they're going to do to me! Dawnpaw thought, desperately struggling, trying to get away. But it was no use. He had a good grip on her.
He pressed his thing lightly against her pussy and she screeched in forbidden pleasure. It was "forbidden" because she didn't want to feel pleasure! She needed to get out of here, and she couldn't let little things like this try to convince her to stay!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" she cried, feeling reluctant pleasure as he slowly stuck his thing farther into her pussy, moving back and forth, back and forth. She screeched.
"Oh, you like it, do you, Pretty Toy?" Claw purred menacingly. She nodded her head, because if she didn't, she could die. Denial was, unfortunately, not an option for slaves.
"Well, then, LIKE THIS!!!" he screeched happily, going into her, hard and fast, up and down, back and forth. She screeched in pain as he took one paw off her side and clawed her belly.
Soon, he took his thing out of her pussy and flipped her over so her back was showing. There were scars on her back and scruff, and he was planning to take advantage of that.
He stuck his paws into large gashes. She gasped in pain.
He pulled on her tail, as hard as he could. Her tail didn't dislocate, but it stretched.
And that hurts! Dawnpaw thought.
He let go off her tail and its momentum worked like rubber. It flicked back and smacked her in the rump.
"Ow!" she cried.
"This is fun," Claw said, grinning evilly. "I'm going to ask Rock if I can keep you and your cage in my den, so I can torture you more."
"NO!!!" she screeched, shaking her head from side to side. All of this was a bit much. Too much.