Sheep in Wolves' Clothing

Chapter 5.5

A/N: I wanted to add more time with the Mongrelz characters while also showing more of what Liali had to endure. So far, it felt like I wasn't providing enough of what was happening in the background from Nisus business. There will be another chapter later on, but not with Jaws.

   The cold cell smelled of fresh erotic fluids. Jaws sat upon his discarded pants, knees in the air to hold the petite pale body of his pet unicorn. Her vagina had clamped down around his knot, holding firm for a short while as her body finally gave in to its daily stimulation.
    A husky titter escaped Jaws' throat as he stared down at the woman in his lap. He soon caught his breath from his own orgasm, and commented, "Glad to see that you've been enjoying this as much as I have." He reached up and brushed a lock of Liali's long hair from over her distant eyes.
    So far, Jaws, nor his hired scientists, had been able to access Liali's horn. He knew that unicorns hadn't reduced their vital horns to mere pearls; they had to be using a similar disguise magic to hide their other telling features that had yet to evolve. Somehow, Jaws had to convince Liali to reveal her true horn.
    "It's a shame that you and I can't converse as equals as we once did," Jaws mumbled. Then, he corrected himself, "Well, as our kind once did. Alas, the unicorn race isn't as wise as it so claimed to be. You fools trusted the humans, of all things, and betrayed God's chosen. I wonder how much of your history was properly instructed to you; how much was corrupted? Should I tell you?"
    Jaws didn't expect a response, but he felt compelled to vent his old grudge. His hands gently massaged Liali's breasts, playing with their malleable softness. "You unicorns are supposed to have strong capabilities, including the ability to detect a pure or corrupted heart - so you've always claimed. Yet, when the church's greatest scandal appeared, your race chose to side with the humans' accusations." Between Jaws' thumbs and index fingers, he pinched Liali's small nipples. He squeezed until they ruptured under his strength, though it took several seconds for the blood to begin seeping from them once he released.
    "You see, when there were more witches around, they would sometimes take the form of a wolf. Nothing good comes from a witch; even their animal' shapes are imperfect and vile, no matter how powerful their magic may be. Any fool could tell the difference between a werewolf and a witch in wolf form, yet what did the church do?
    They were scared of us - God's chosen. The humans had been concerned that we would turn against them one day, forgetting that werewolves were given such power because of how pure and devoted we were to His Holiness," Jaws hissed the deity's title through his teeth with disdain. He had long lost reverence for the God - and his people - who betrayed those least likely to become corrupted.
    "After so many times of abnormal wolves being witnessed stealing infants and other vile acts, the humans turned their gaze to who else, but those who had become the symbol of wolves. You unicorns turned up your noses to us, and played along with the humans' fear," his voice gradually dipped into a low growl as Jaws recounted the second time his life had drastically changed. He watched the blood from Liali's nipples crawl down her tender flesh.
    "But now, your race is going to help me exact revenge against the church - against the witches," Jaws lifted Liali from his lap. His deflated cock flopped out of her gaping core. He huffed, standing up and trodding over to the worn mattress that served as Liali's bed. 
    Jaws was uncharacteristically gentle with Liali, for the most part, when moving her around. He never tossed her to the floor; never gave her an injury that couldn't heal within a day. Liali was placed on her bed in a comfortable position with her back to the fabric; her arms and legs were straightened out in a neutral position. She was grateful for his small considerations - which would make her sick, if her mind had any control of her body.
    "You were simply unlucky to have encountered this city and my gang, so try not to take any of this personally. Someone of your race had to be here, though I hadn't originally planned to experimentally breed with a unicorn," his chuckle was like an ominous voice behind a veil of darkness. Jaws pulled on his boxers and pants before donning his boots, huffing and puffing the entire time as though he were struggling to breathe around his bulging body.
    When he finished, Jaws stood over Liali and said, "Now, close those eyes and get some sleep. I have some-"
    He paused, noticing Liali's eyelids promptly closed after he had spoken his passive command. This was the first time Liali had reacted to anything Jaws - or anyone - had said while under the effects of her bindings. He needed to confirm what he witnessed was real, though, and firmly stated, "Wake up, and lift your right arm into the air."
    A moment passed, and Liali's eyes opened. Her right arm followed Jaw's command, sticking straight up and holding its position without wavering.
    "Return your arm to its relaxed position, and go to sleep," Jaws ordered, which Liali obeyed in her imprisoned silence.
    The grin that spread across Jaws' lips cracked the flesh that hadn't been used in such a way for quite some time. He licked away the weeping wounds that quickly healed over. Never had Jaws heard rumors of unicorns following commands while bound in gold, yet here he had discovered just that. The possibilities created a flurry within his head, fighting for one to be carried out to feed his curiosity.
    The obvious next step was to get what Jaws had desired from the beginning. "Wake up," he awaited Liali's quick response before continuing. "That pearl on your forehead is just a disguise, isn't it? The majority of your body is in disguise by your magic. Show me the true appearance of your horn."
    Without question, Liali raised her hand to her forehead, and traced her fingers over the pearl as though wiping it clean. The pearl twisted and elongated, drawing out the most coveted of cryptid artifacts. It stood a rigid twelve inches out, curving upward slightly, and tapered to a needle-sharp point. The pearlescent shine remained, enhancing the luster of the cryptid world's equivalent of diamonds.
    Jaws' eyes were dazzled by the sight of his prize. "Finally," he breathed, kneeling down to Liali to stroke her cheek with rewarding tenderness. "What a good girl you are," he grinned again, a cheshire grin that spread across his broad jowls. "Now close those eyes and go to sleep. We have work to do tomorrow," at that, Jaw stood and walked out of the cell with a giddy pep in his step that surely no one had witnessed in centuries.