"What did you say?" Lyssandra asked as she walked closer, her steps slow and steady.
"W-wait! W-we can talk about this!" the Lightning Wolf stammered, its voice now filled with palpable fear and shaking.
"No you are a dog now!"
CRACK!
SNAP!
WHIP—CRACK!
The sound of a whip, materialized from Lyssandra's hand crackled loudly inside the stillness of the cage. She held a cruel, seductive smile on her face, eyes dancing with malice and dominance. "Bad dog will be punished!"
"No! Don't! I'm not a dog!!!" the Lightning Wolf shouted, trying desperately to back away from the threat.
But the cage was limited in space, offering nowhere left to retreat when its back finally touched the edge of the enclosure. The beast looked utterly terrified, its jagged lightning markings flickering wildly across body in panic. Its red eyes, typically glowing, now stretched wide in primal fear, darting around the small room.
It whined and whimpered, its body arching in pain while the whip struck its skin. The crackling sounds of the whip resounded many times throughout the small cage for almost half an hour, filling the air with static.
Then.
It was finally done. No more sniveling sounds echoed. No more whipping sounds. Silence returned to the wooden structure, heavy and thick.
"Hey, are you still alive?" Lyssandra asked, using her heel to poke and shake the Lightning Wolf on the floor.
A weak sound drifted from its snout, barely audible.
"Good. Now, are you going to listen?" she asked, her gaze was cold.
The Lightning Wolf slowly nodded its head, though still lying on its side like a beaten dog, trembling in exhaustion.
"Then drink this." Lyssandra squatted down, and a glowing healing potion materialized on her palm, the liquid swirling with energy.
She uncorked the small vial and carefully poured the content deep inside the Lightning Wolf's mouth, forcing it to swallow the bitter liquid to heal its wounds. The lash marks on its body faded, recovered in seconds under the potent magic, though faint red scars remained.
These scars served as a testament to the resilience of the beast and the punishment it endured. Its dulled eyes opened wide, now filled with a sudden, frantic spark of life when the pain vanished.
There was no more pain, no more beating, and no more whipping.
But the first thing hitting its vision was the crotch of a female, positioned directly above. The scent and odor of her arousal suddenly stimulated its brain, causing its crimson penis to rise up and twitch.
"Oh! What is this?" Lyssandra purred, her eyes narrowing at the wolf getting hard despite its fear.
"Do you like what you see?" she whispered, putting the bodysuit crotch area to the side to reveal her swollen vagina.
A slight pull sent her massive member plunging out from its home, rising upward, raging and ready to go. Her vaginal lips opened wide and felt empty without the shaft, dripping a mix of her love juice and precum.
"Come, taste it," she moaned, finger tracing the side of her penis and leaned closer to the beast. "Let's see if a dog can handle a man's prize."
The potent, sweet musk wafted up from the damp lips, thick with the promise of pleasure and domination. She lowered her hips down, making the wet, thick flesh glisten in the dim light of the cage.
The Lightning Wolf quickly sat up on shaky legs, snout buried deep inside. A long, red tongue stretched out eagerly to lick up the translucent liquid glistening on the pair of wet lips.
"Ah~ yes… right there!"~
Then it quickly did a round motion around her clit, the texture of the rough tongue sending electric shocks of pleasure through her body. It triggered another climax, a wave of intense ecstasy that built rapidly from her groin.
"Oh~ cumming!!!" she shrieked, hips bucking involuntarily.
Both Lyssandra's penis and vagina came simultaneously, releasing a powerful jet of white seed that rushed out from the tip up to the sky. The thick fluid rained down, painting her face and the wolf's black fur white before dripping directly into her opening mouth.
After its fill, the beast looked up at Lyssandra, eyes big and soft. No longer the predator, its glowing red glare gone, it now gazed devotedly, a weak but genuine tail wagging in the dusty cage air.
Understanding what the eyes were trying to convey, Lyssandra backed up and lay down on her back, legs curved up. Her knees opened wide in an inviting M shape, crotch visibly pointing upward and glistening with fluids.
"Come, use your thing, you horny dog," she cooed, fingers spreading her moist vaginal lips wide.
The Lightning Wolf pounced on her eagerly, its front paws pressing gently on her bare inner thighs. Its hard, thick dick hovered just above her waiting pussy, twitching with anticipation. Without waiting a moment, it thrusted its long red shaft deep to the hilt inside.
"Oh yes!!!" Lyssandra's eyes squeezed shut while she enjoyed the intense filling sensation, the intrusion feeling exquisite despite not being as huge as her own schlong.
The shaft of the wolf possessed a pointing tip that kept pounding against her cervix, the texture smooth and stimulating. With each thrust, the shaft penetrate deeper, grazing against her uterus, working its way in.
She felt the heat of its body seeping into her own, a wild connection sparking between the woman and the beast. The lightning crackling faintly on its skin added a tingling electric sensation to every thrust drilling through her.
"Deeper!" Lyssandra commanded, her voice raspy with pleasure. "Hit me deeper!"
The wolf's hips snapped back and forth, the friction causing her toes to curl and breathing to become ragged. Her mouth opened wide, swallowing the throbbing tip of her cock, sandwiched between big tits, gaze fixed on the beast riding her.
From above, the Lightning Wolf kept pounding her womb again and again, faster and faster with wild desperation. Below, the sucking speed of her tongue also went haywire, the dual stimulation driving her senses into a frenzy.
Her long tongue lapped eagerly at the precum flowing out like a river from the tip, slick and sweet. It filled her mouthful with the transparent liquid, a mix of her own scent tasted so intoxicating.
*Gulp!*
She swallowed down the heavy load, throat bobbing while processing the thick fluid. Then she changed her tongue shape, molding it smaller like a slender tendril.
The dual flesh poked inside her urethra, sliding into the narrow passage and creating the unique experience she hadn't tasted for a long time. The internal stimulation sent a jolt straight to her brain, making toes curl and eyes roll back in ecstasy.
Her moans became louder, mixing with the wet slap of skin against skin and the crackling of static in the air. It was a strange and primal dance, a merging of beast and woman, of lightning and flesh.
"More!" she voice muffled while being bred by the wolf.