The Hunt

Tanya smiled as she walked down the staircase, the leopard skin dress she was wearing hugging her body so that it moved as one with her. A wide tan leather belt was around her waist, a large metal buckle at the front, and her over the knee black leather boots hugged her legs, a glimpse of her dark stockings visible between the tops of her boots and the hem of her skirt.

She paused and looked at herself in the mirror, her long black hair falling over the shoulders of her dress, and smiled to herself. This was a most special night, an occurrence that only happened every few years, and she was determined that she would enjoy it.

But not only her. She turned and smiled as she saw her nineteen year old daughter Anouska walk down the stairs. She was home from university for the evening, and she smiled as she looked at her mother. Like her, she had long black hair, but she was wearing a white mini dress, the front cut with a hole to show the top of her chest, and knee length white boots with a black leopard print on the leather. A wide black belt was fastened round her waist as well.

“So where do you suggest we go, Mama,” Anouska asked as she stood at the hall mirror, and checked her eye liner.

“I think we go to a club I know, relax, and see who wants to buy us a drink,” Tanya said with a smile as she looked at Anouska. “I have to say, I have been looking forward to this night for a while.”

“I have as well – it’s almost as if…”

Anouska stopped talking as they both heard the knock on the front door of their house. "Now who on earth is that,” Tanya said quietly as she walked to the door, opening it to see a young casually dressed man outside.

“I’m sorry to disturb you,” he said as he stood there, the collar of his jacket turned up and a woollen hat on his head, “but I seem to be lost, and I don’t have the Satnav in my car. Can you tell me if I am close to Toddington?”

“You’re about a mile out,” Tanya said as she stepped out for a moment, Anouska watching, "if you g odhnnthrrwhhthruhdhnnng!”

“Don’t move, bitch,” a second young man said as he walked quickly in, pointing a gun at Anouska and holding a bag in his free hand, the first man standing with his hand over her mother’s mouth as he frogmarched her back into the house.

“Who are you,” Anouska shouted out, “and what are you doing to my mother?”

“Making sure she can’t raise the alarm,” the man with Tanya said quietly as he kicked the door shut. “Get the rope out of the bag Archie – we need to make sure these two ladies can’t get in our way.”

“We’ve been watching you for days,” Archie said as he kept the gun trained on Anouska, dropping the bag and reaching in before he pulled out a length of brown rope, “now be a good little bitch, and face the wall, hands behind your back.”

Anouska looked at her mother, who nodded before she watched her daughter face the wall, the man he had called Archie pulling her wrists behind her back and starting to bind them tightly together with the rope.

“you don’t have to hurt me,” Anouska whispered as she felt the rope rub on her bare wrists, Archie just laughing as he said “we’re in charge, so shut up before I shut you and your mama up” as he pulled the rope even tighter round her limbs.

“Phlssdhhnthhrhrrr” Tanya mumbled, Archie turning and smiling – an evil smile as he said “better make sure she really cannot call out Alfie.”

“Gotcha,” the man holding her said as he took his hand away for a moment – but as Tanya opened her mouth to talk, a cloth was pushed roughly into her mouth, muffling her voice even more and pressing her tongue down before she was pushed against the wall.

“Catch,” Archie said as he threw a length of rope to Alfie, Tanya offering no resistance as she felt Alfie pull her wrists behind her back and bind them tightly together. “You’re going to take me to your room, and show me your nice things,” he sneered as he looked at Archie, “you can take care of the young one.”

Tanya and Anouska exchanged a glance before Tanya was forced to walk up the stairs, Alfie pushing Anouska into the front room as he said “kneel down, bitch.” She walked over to the long recliner, breathing deeply to keep calm as she felt more rope going round her arms at her elbows, pulling them tightly together as her chest was forced up and out.

“You don’t have to do this to me and Mum,” she whispered as he felt the rope going between her arms, “we’re not going to stop you…”

“No, you’re not,” Alfie whispered into her ear as he gave the ropes another tug, and then tied them off, before he pulled her head back and looked into her eyes. “Time for you to me quiet now.”

“What do you meahhnnhhnhhhh,” Anouska mumbled as a red ball was pushed into her mouth, and then she heard a tearing sound before the skin on her cheek was pulled on, the silver tape wrapped tightly round her mouth as her lips and cheeks were covered.

“There – isn’t that nice,” Alfie whispered into her ear as she felt him strip her rings form her fingers, her earrings – and then his hands on her chest as he started to grope her from behind, whispering into her ear exactly what he was going to do to her…

“Get on the bed,” Archie said as he pushed Tanya into the master bedroom, looking round at the animal print hangings before she fell face down onto the large double bed. She twisted round and watched as he took more rope out of the bag he had brought up, and crossed her ankles before he started to bind them tightly together, the rope going around and between her legs as she tried to struggle, the leather of her boots squeaking as her legs rubbed together.

He was stronger than her, however, the look in his eyes one she recognised all too well as he tied the rope off, and then took a second length, wrapping it round her legs below her knees as he further secured them.

“There now,” he said as he tied the second band off, and held her legs, slowly stroking his hands down the leather, “my mate is going to make sure your kid has a real good time – and so am I.”

“LFHHRHLHHHHNNNN!” Tanya screamed out as the edges of the cloth started to appear between her lips. Archie smiled as he picked up a discarded stocking on the floor, and walked to the side of the bed, rolling her over and then pulling the stocking between her lips, the corners of her mouth lulled back as the cloth was forced further into her mouth. She tried not to panic, tried not to choke, to control her breathing as he made her kneel on the bed, and produced more rope, pulling it tighter round her body as her arms were forced into her sides.

“Uhhnhttghnnghthweeefths,” she mumbled as the rope framed her chest, forcing her breasts out and stretching the leopard print material over them. She could feel Archie’s hot, putrid breath on her skin as he pulled the ropes even tighter, and then secured the ends behind her back, before his hands came round and started to grope her chest. She knew what his intentions were, and it was not to rob her, or her daughter – she could only pray he did not take his time…

“Phlsdhntdhthsss,” Anouska moaned as Alfie continued to pull the rope round her legs, securing them together as he had her ankles – tightly with no hope of getting free. She had her face down on the cushions of the recliner, groaning into the tape as the saliva was held in her mouth. She wanted Alfie to stop, but his hands were back on her chest now, and as he pressed her body against his she could feel the bulge against her bottom, and knew what he was thinking, what he was feeling.

She closed her eyes, praying as he continued to grope her chest, feeling how her body was responding as he continued to press his fingers deep into her flesh, even as it was firming up under his assault. She was unable to stop him, unable to prevent what was going to happen, and as eh closed her eyes she began to steel herself for what was going to happen.

It was when he lifted her skirt up, and pulled her hose down, that she knew what was really going to happen…

“Phlssdhnttdhthsss,” Tanya pleaded as Archie pushed the skirt of her dress up, and then pulled her tights down, grinning as she struggled on the bed. Her legs were secured, but he thrust her hand between them, and she felt his finger pushing past the petals, forcing itself into her passage as she arched her back and groaned.

“You feel so fucking hot,” Alfie whispered into her ear, as he pulled his own pants down, and she saw his cock, long, hard, and knew what was coming next. She closed her eyes, feeling him move over her, and then his lips as he bit her neck, and forced himself into her, his cock moving inside her as he stroked against those most intimate places, and she started to move in an involuntary response to his movements, feeling him growing larger inside her, bringing her against her will closer to the edge…

Anouska felt Alfie coming into her from behind, and tried not to scream as her body started to shake. She could feel him expanding in there, her body responding despite her desire for this not to be happening, and she realized this had to be taken through to the end…

Archie suddenly threw his head up and arched his back as he felt himself cum into Tanya, the woman shaking as the orgasm overflowed and engulfed her. She closed her eyes and screamed into her gag, letting the feelings take hold of her as he pumped his seed into her body. She was not sure how long this was going to go on for, but she knew what was going to happen afterwards.

Eventually, Archie pulled himself out and looked down at her, Tanya opening her eyes and looking at him. She started to talk, but it wasn’t like a normal voice – it was more like a growl, a feline growl as Archie watched her slowly close her eyes, and then open them again – her pupils like vertical slits as Archie pushed himself off the bed.

“What the hell,” he whispered as he watched Tanya writhe round, the ropes snapping like strings as she slowly rolled over, pushing herself up on her hands and feet as she slowly turned her head and looked at her attacker. His face was white, his eyes wide as he pressed himself against the wall, a warm trickle running down his leg as he opened his mouth in a silent scream…

Anouska opened her eyes wide and groaned out loud as she felt Alfie’s cum forced into her passage, her body shaking in response as she had an orgasm in spite of her desire not to. It seemed to last forever, before she felt him leave her body, and allowed herself a smile under the tape.

“You’re one hell of a fuck, bitch,” Alfie said quietly as he stood up and pulled his trousers up, “wonder how your…”

“How your…”

He stood there, unable to process at first what was happening as Anouska forced her legs apart, making the ropes nap as if they were rotten string. But there was something else – her boots seemed to be elongating, the material going up and over her legs as the black spots increased on the white.

That was not the only thing that seemed to be happening – her fete were changing in front of his eyes, the heels of the boots disappearing as they moved, the ankles changing its form as they seemed to soften, the black under soles forming into pads. Anouska slowly raised her head as the ropes snapped round her body, her dress moving down and seeming to become one with her boots as black spots appeared on the white dress. Her dark hair was shortening as well, as she slowly turned her head, her face whitening as her node softened into a black spot, her eyes yellow with slits where her pupils had been.

“What the hell are you,” Archie whispered as she brought her arms round, the paws where her hands had been hitting the floor as the snow leopard looked at the man who had hurt her, the growl escaping from the mouth before she pounced.

The scream was short, and then there was silence except for the growl, the biting, the grinding. A short while later, the snow leopard padded out of the room, looking up as a leopard slowly walked down the stairs. The two big cats walked towards each other, and then rubbed cheeks before they made their way to the rear of the house.

“Good morning,” Tanya said as Anouska came into the kitchen, wearing a silk baby doll nightdress, “how do you feel?”

“Satisfied – mother, have you…”

“I have cleaned up,” Tanya said as she turned from the sink, putting the red stained cloths into a bag, “and we need to replace some coverings, but I can do that today. Nobody will know – not this time…”

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