The Lycan’s Mistress PART 1 (Trigger warning) (horror, monster) (femdom) (intense)

Chapter one
ANOTHER FORGETTABLE NIGHT

Zander tugged against the straps holding his wrists in place. He knew he could easily break free from these cheap Velcro cuffs but he put it out of his mind to try and reach sub space. He closed his eyes as the riding crop smacked against his ass unconvincingly. Behind him, Ana his wife, stood wearing the same costume corset she had worn every Friday night for the last two years. Ever since she agreed to try out “Femdom” with Zander.

Ana had gotten better with the riding crop but was still afraid to strike Zander too hard and end the scene before it really started. Zander always begs for harder hits and more aggression to help him reach sub space but every time Ana steps it up, he always uses his safe word all too quickly. This night would be no different. He begged and begged for more, she delivered one real strike to his ass, leaving a strong red mark, and immediately Zander yelled “red”…

Ana sighed in frustration as she unstrapped Zander and half heartedly told him to flip over onto his back. She unceremoniously slipped her panties off and mounted him. Grabbing his semi erect cock and guiding it to her unexcited womanhood. He looked up at her briefly before closing his eyes, escaping to one of his go-to fantasies to help get his cock hard for his wife.

She slapped her clit with the tip of his cock until they were both ready for penetration. She slid down on his cock and rode him, also escaping to one of her fantasies. They continued to fuck while they both were absent from the moment and lost in their imaginations. Until, finally Zander climaxed quietly.

Ana was relieved as she was tiring of doing all of the work knowing she was not going to reach a climax of her own. She slid his rapidly softening cock out as his cum dripped out after it. Without a word she went to wash up, leaving Zander to lay there and recover…

This was the normal for them at this time. The first few months of marriage were full of explosive sex. It was when that vanilla sex grew stale that Zander confided about his desire to be dominated by women. This shocked Ana but she gave it a shot. They both enjoyed exploring this new thing but it never quite grew to what Zander fantasized. Ana gave it her all but never grew confident in her dominant role, whereas Zander had all of these intense fantasies that he would never be able to endure, leaving Ana in a weird place of yearning to grow and progress, but triggering Zander’s safe word every time she tried to further things.

Underwhelming sex aside, Ana and Zander had a good marriage. They hardly ever fought and were both very agreeable. It was really only in bed where they had a disconnect. Ana often thought about talking to a professional about it. Though, she only really talked about such things with Vanessa, her best friend. They had a tell all friendship and Vanessa tried her best to steer Ana the right way, encouraging her to take charge and give Zander what he wants, with no safe word as an option. Ana was thinking about it… “safe, sane, consensual” is what all of the books said. She didn’t know who to listen to.

Not only did she feel powerless to bring Zander’s fantasies to life, she herself had fantasies she did not want to speak on, as they didn’t line up with what Zander wanted. During sex, Ana often imagined being chased through the woods, being hunted like prey, finally to be caught and fucked like there was no tomorrow. To be smacked around, choked and abused. Though, she did like to be dominant as well, if only Zander could handle her true domination. She was stuck.

Chapter two
SECRETS

“Ugh, again?!” Vanessa said over the phone. “Yeah, same old story, huh?” Ana replied through a small sigh. Ana was giving her the rundown from last nights mediocre sex. She was pacing the kitchen, trying to get herself to focus enough to do the dishes. Zander was at the office, making it a perfect time to vent to Vanessa about the bad sex.

“You need to seriously put him in his place. That’s what he keeps saying he wants, after all. Tie him up FOR REAL, slap the ever living shit out of him, and then make him please YOU with no orgasm of his own. Teach him what it means to truly submit” Vanessa said sternly. Wishing she could swap places with Ana, just for one night…

Ana ran her hand through her jet black hair while releasing a chuckle. “Oh Nessa, you’re wild” she said through a slight smile. “Well DUH but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t listen to me” Vanessa responded playfully. The conversation changed to happier topics while Ana finally turned the sink on to warm.

Zander stared at his work computer with a blank expression. He could not focus today to save his life. He was day dreaming. And it was NOT SFW. In this dream, Ana had him hogtied naked in the middle of the living room. Vanessa watched from the couch, eyeing Zander’s hard and helpless cock. Ana stood behind him, giving him a rapid flurry of sharp precise kicks to his exposed testicles.

Her expression was stern yet showed she truly enjoyed tormenting her husband’s balls. Vanessa looked on, her hand slowly disappearing into her shorts with a soft circular motion. Zander lay there tied, taking each kick of her high heel shoes like a champ. The immense pain to his manhood was what he wanted and he had not thought of his safe word. Nor would Ana listen, in this dream of his.

He was snapped back to the present by a coworker dropping her folder, making a loud noise. Zander looked over just as she bent down to pick it up. It was the young blond intern. Her ass was tight and perfect, he thought. He noticed he was completely hard and his boxers wet with precum. These day dreams were becoming a daily occurrence.

After a moment of thought, he opened the browser. Incognito, of course. He searched for “local dominatrix” and scrolled around for 30 minutes before finding something interesting. “The dark Eden” the site was called. It was almost a traveling circus, yet it was all whip wielding women making their male slaves do tricks and endure extreme punishments, for the audiences’ pleasure.

This circus was in town, tonight. Without a thought, Zander purchased one ticket. “Hey boo, I’m sorry for the late notice but I need to stay at the office a few hours late tonight. My biggest client is being a major jerk and wants a whole re-structure today” Zander’s voicemail was vague and unconvincing. Ana noticed but didn’t question it as she was just happy to have some alone time with a book she had been reading. Some cheesy dark romance or other…

Chapter three
ZANDER’S FOLLY

Zander was now in the middle of the woods driving down a long dirt road just outside of the small town in Maine, where he and Ana lived. The sun was setting, quickly disappearing behind the tall trees of Maine. Up ahead he saw a large red tent with a few trailers parked on the side. Zander parked his Dodge Challenger next to a line of parked pickup trucks and a few small cars. Other guests, he thought to himself. He stepped out of his car and approached the tent. There was a young and pretty girl sitting at a table at which to buy a ticket. She was thin, pale and wore dark lipsticks. Zander purchased a ticket and took it from her hand, unable to conceal his nervousness.

She took notice of his shaking hand, wedding band and all. She shot him a look that was both amused and disgusted. He wiped the sweat from his brow and stepped into the threshold of the tent and into a dark room. It was much like a traditional circus, Zander thought, the way it looked. He quickly found a seat away from any other audience members. He surveyed the room to see all guests were men, and all were by themselves. He gulped and looked to the stage, just as the spotlight and music came on.

The music was a sinister sounding electronic pop of sorts. The curtain was brought back, revealing a woman and a man. She was wearing tall boots covered in studs, a black leather thong, and star shaped stickies over her nipples. She had dark hair in a ponytail and dark lipstick, the go-to for such a thing, Zander thought. The man, however, wasn’t wearing anything at all… Save for the collar around his neck and, to Zander’s shock, a metal cage around his cock. Some sort of chastity device. Zander had heard of them but they were among the few “femdom” things he had no interest in. Seemed too uncomfortable.

The woman tugged at the man’s leash roughly. Pulling him around the stage. His face looked dazed. Like he didn’t know what day it was. She brought him center stage and kicked his knees apart. The man had a look of shock when she gave his balls a full force kick. Bringing him down immediately. He looked to be in serious pain while the woman laughed evily. Without giving him time to recover, she pulled at his leash again and kicked him many times more.

Zander wondered what part of this was safe, sane or consensual, as the man looked truly terrified and dazed. Yet, Zander was far too turned on and ignored the man’s plight. Zander reached down and unzipped his pants, freeing his cock. The room was dark and he hoped no one would notice. Though, every other guy there was doing the same.

Zander stroked his cock while watching the cruel display of female domination. One after one different scantily clad women brought out men by the leash to beat, verbally abuse and force to do humiliating tasks. Zander was nearing orgasm when he decided to slow down and save it, the climax of the show was about to start.

This time, four women tugged on chains, bringing out a large cage on wheels to the center of the stage. One of the women went to open it, her face almost giving away the fear she felt. The door swung open and out crawled a man. He looked incredibly strong, yet feral. A crazed look in his eye. He wore a much ticker and heavier collar, along with wrist and ankle cuffs and, of course, a chastity cage.

He darted out, looking as if he was about to attack. Zander let go of his cock, experiencing a moment of fear. Just as the feral slave man was about to pounce at one of the Femdoms, all four started swinging their silver whips at him. Two out of four whips connected, making a loud snapping sound. The man yelped in pain and backed down. Zander looked on in amazement as the whips left nasty marks on the man’s skin. These women meant business.

Despite this whole thing certainly not being consensual and obviously legitimate enslavement of what appears to be a feral and insane man, Zander was incredibly turned on by the spectacle. He reached for his hard cock once more and started stroking, slowly. His eyes glazed over as the four women mercilessly whipped the poor beast of a man.

Zander was nearing climax, his stroking growing faster, when suddenly, the feral man was able to escape the center of the stage that he had been surrounded by the four women in. The girls seemed legitimately shocked that they let their guard down enough for him to get past. One of them audibly gasped. The man slave darted into the audience, causing a moment of silence.

Zander stopped stroking, nearly having a ruined orgasm. The slave man looked truly insane as he surveyed the room. After a brief moment, he made eye contact with Zander. As if fate made him choose Zander out of everyone else in the tent, the man slave took off towards Zander, running on all fours. Once he was about seven feet away, he pounced in the air and tackled Zan.

Zander quickly moved into a defensive position as the man jumped onto him. The feral slave sunk his teeth into Zander’s arm and shook his head violently, causing Zander to scream out in pain. The beast of a man pulled his head back, mouth covered in Zander’s blood. He was about to go in for another bite when something hit him in the back. A whip. One of the silver bullwhips to be exact.

The slave screamed as he jumped back. This time, it were seven women. All armed with the silver bull whips, here to whip him into submission. They moved quickly, driving him into a corner. All seven women worked in unison, mercilessly whipping the man. Before long, he was nothing more than a puddle of mud, curled in the fetal position, bawling and begging for mercy.

One of the women, the leader by the looks of it, attached a heavy chain leash to the man’s thick collar, and violently pulled him away, locking him back in his cage. Every single one of the women had their eyes fixed on Zander. Or well, Zander’s arm, that is. One of them spoke “He has been bitten. We should take him.”

“No” the leader replied in haste. “There is still a chance for him. His fate is in the Goddesses hands now” Zander’s confusion was increasing by the second. “What the fuck is happening?!” He yelled out. Looking from his bitten arm to the women, then back to his arm. He began hyperventilating, the room spinning. Then all off a sudden, he awoke in bed, next to Ana.

He sighed relief, wiping the sweat from his face. He looked to his wife. His beautiful Ana. He thought then and there, he would never run off to some sadistic femdom circus. He would not betray Ana like that. He was a good man and he loved her. He would keep his urges at bay. As he rolled over to go back to sleep, he glanced at his arm and froze at the sight. The sight of a half healed bite wound….

Chapter four
CONFESSIONS

The following morning, Ana was in the kitchen pouring herself a fresh cup of coffee. It’s aroma heavy in the air, creating a warm atmosphere for this rainy day. Zander slowly made his way down, feeling as if he was hit by a bus. “You feeling alright, honey?” Asked Ana with concern. “I’m okay. Think I might be coming down with something. That’s all” Zander replied while rubbing his eyes. He too poured a cup of coffee and joined his wife at the table.

Zander looked upon his wife, once again admiring her beauty. Her pale skin, dark brown eyes, black hair, wide hips and killer ass, great medium sized tits and innocent demeanor. She was a veterinarian and had a natural aura of comfort and softness. Nothing at all like the cruel mistress he often tried to turn her into. But he loved her nonetheless. Ana realized he was studying her and returned the favor. They exchanged a long glance, looking deep into each other’s eyes and feeling the sense of love and passion that they had when they first married.

After a moment, Ana’s eyes wandered as she noticed the mark on Zander’s arm, despite his efforts to conceal it. “Zan, your arm!” She cried out. This took him out of his daze, a frazzled look on his face. He cleared his throat “It’s a, it’s nothing! A stray dog bit me in the parking lot at work. But it didn’t draw blood! I’m fine” he assured her.

She wasn’t buying it. The way he was talking and his overall body language was off. She knew him too well. “Zander.” Her voice was firm. “Tell me what happened. The truth.” Ana looked directly into Zander’s eyes. They were frantic and shaky, whereas hers were still and intent on finding the truth.

He was found out, even if she didn’t know the details. He couldn’t lie to her and he knew it. He had to come clean. This could change everything for the worse, he thought. Nonetheless, he told her. He told her everything.

She was shocked to her core. The man who loved her so much, the man with whom she built a life with, and rarely ever fought or got angry with, basically cheated on her. And worse, he went to a gross and sleazy, probably ILLEGAL porn show that most likely involved human trafficking of vulnerable and most certainly mentally ill men.

She didn’t know what to do. She was frozen. Heart broken. She stood up and abruptly left. Zander couldn’t help but believe he had lost her forever. No, he couldn’t accept that. He had to prove his love for her once more…

Nearly two weeks went by and while things were still tense, they had certainly gotten better. Zander was feeling better than ever. He felt stronger, more tenacious and his sex drive was magnified. He wasn’t sure if it was just because they had not fucked in a few weeks but, his lust for Ana was growing by the day. He needed to be inside her again. He needed to fuck.

He had put extra focus on taking care of the house and being very attentive to Ana’s every need. She was still incredibly angry with him, but he was winning her over again ever so slowly. He felt amazing and was confident about making things right with Ana. Little did he know, the full moon that was just a fortnight away was going to change his life forever.

Chapter four
BLISS

Zander slowly opened his eyes and realized he was dry humping Ana in her sleep. The room was alight with the morning sun. He could smell Ana’s cocoa butter shampoo as he lay behind spooning her. His cock was fully erect from the moment he awoke as he rubbed it on Ana’s perfect ass. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt like this, he just knew one thing. He needed fuck. Now.

Zander reached around Ana, grabbing her left boob and squeezed tightly while dry humping her harder. Ana woke suddenly, feeling entirely caught off guard. They hadn’t had sex in weeks, and much longer since he woke her up with his male passion from behind.

She was still angry with him, but he had been on very good behavior and, well, she needed to fuck too. Ana started moving her ass back, rubbing it against his hard cock. He took this as the green light. After a few more moments of grinding, Zander reached down and aggressively tugged Ana’s underwear down her legs and threw them across the room. She tried to turn to face him, he didn’t let her.

Zander grabbed her left arm and pinned her down, still facing the opposite direction from him. He didn’t need to hold it there, she already knew to stay. Zander quickly removed his own boxers while still lying on his side. He reached down and grabbed Ana’s inner left thigh from behind, lifting her leg up. He slid his hand upwards, cupping her left ass-cheek and pulling them apartment .

He thrust forward, his cock entering her with ease. Ana was wet and ready. She released a small moan as she felt his rigid cock enter her hungry pussy from behind. Zander started off slow but quickly picked up the pace. He grabbed her hip, pulling her to him while pushing her away by the back of the neck with his other hand. He began fucking her faster and harder. He had almost never been this ready to go and Ana’s warm pussy felt tighter than ever.

Ana’s anger washed away and was replaced with bliss. She closed her eyes and let go of everything. This was the fucking she had needed for years now. She couldn’t believe how good it felt and how ferocious Zander was acting. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought his cock had increased in size, too.

Zander was being consumed by animalistic hunger as he bit Ana’s neck and shoulder. She let out another moan, this time louder. His thrusts grew even faster, his orgasm quickly approaching. “Fuck yes” he said hungrily as he bit Ana’s earlobe. “God fucking dammit” she moaned. She never cursed, but now, today, she cursed.

Zander reached around and pulled her legs further apart, giving him access to her. He shoved two fingers in her mouth and she greedily sucked them. Once they were sufficiently wet, he pulled them from her mouth and brought them to her pussy lips. Her womanhood was well kept with a small patch of hair. After some brief caressing he quickly found her clit and began rubbing in a circular motion. Fuck, she was in heaven.

He continued to fuck her hard from the back while rubbing her clit, bringing both of them closer and closer to the most powerful orgasms of their lives. She lay further back, nearly lying on top of him as her orgasm washed over her. He felt her tighten and convulse as she came, triggering his own orgasm. His balls were on fire in the best way as his pulsating cock shot rope after rope of hot cum deep inside Ana’s pussy. She let out the loudest moan of them all before taking a deep breath, slowly exhaling…

They both lay still, hearts pounding in unison. “Jesus fuck” Ana blurted out. “Yeah” Zander chuckled. After a few moments of bliss, Zander slowly withdrew his softening cock from her, cum dribbling out after it. They gathered themselves to go shower and clean up. Little did they both know Zander was about to have the quickest recovery period of his life, feeling ready to fuck again in a matter of minutes. Which he did.

He fucked her again. In the shower. And after lunch. And once more that evening. He fucked her four times in one day each being equally explosive. Ana didn’t know what to do with him. Where did this come from? She wondered, but she did not complain. Not today. Today was bliss…

Chapter five
MOONLIGHTS LUST

Ana and Zander cuddled on the couch after their fourth session of intense sex. Both feeling completely content and in a euphoric state. The tv was on, but neither of them were really watching. Both just in a haze. Until Ana’s phone rang.

A moment after answering, Ana sighed loudly and took a pause. “Okay. I’m coming in” she said before hanging up. “What’s going on?” Zander asked confusedly. “Ginny’s dog was hit by a car. She needs immediate surgery” she said frustratedly. “It’s 7 o clock at night!” He exclaimed. “If I don’t operate now her dog will die.” Ana replied matter of factly before grabbing her purse and rushing out the door.

Zander sighed before turning the Xbox on and quickly becoming engrossed with a game. The next hour went by as the sun was nearly set. Out from behind a cloud, the bright, full moon peaked. Illuminating the town with a haunting glow. Zander immediately dropped the Xbox controller has an intense pain took over his body.

“Aaahhhh fuck!!” He yelled out. He was on fire. He fell to the ground, body drenched in sweat and his heart beat quickened. He lay there in a daze as a fever took him. Not just any fever. It was a lustful fever. Despite ejaculating four times that day, his cock sprung to full erectness.

The heat was too much so he shed all of his clothes. He was now lying on the ground naked, sweating and humping the ground. He felt the overbearing need to fuck once more. He let out a growl to his own surprise. Then, the pain increased tenfold as he felt his body change. He felt as his he were growing taller and broader. His body teeming with incredible strength and aggression.

He felt his teeth sharpen and his vision change. He looked at his arms to find them covered in short fur. His nails were long and sharp. And his cock, his cock was suddenly massive. His 6 inches had turned to 10 and his girth doubled. It was vainy and throbbing. He was on all fours in an animal like position, thrusting the air. He had to find a warm cunt to fuck.

Zander rose to his feet. He stood upright, maintaining a humanoid form while parts of his body, namely his teeth, nails and eyes, took on a more animalistic look. Oh yeah, and his massive dick. He didn’t recognize himself in the mirror. He had awareness, but had no control over his actions. His hunger and his need for sex took complete control.

He jumped through the window, landing in the front yard. The strength he felt was godly. He took off running, switching back and forth from all fours to an upright sprint. His nose was leading the way. The neighborhood park was just up ahead, and from what he could smell, a young couple were out for a late evening stroll. The young man smelled weak, while the young woman smelled delectable. Zander howled loudly as his pace quickened.