Breaking Free

Chapter 1

Most stories start right at the beginning. They tell you who is best friends with who, how much they hate school, what their favourite colour is and then their parents call them down for breakfast like a normal family does on a normal sunny morning. Then everything suddenly spirals out of control, they get a mate who's possessive or a father who doesn't approve or get kidnapped and held in a huge mansion with 720 pairs of shoes; one pair for every new minute of the day! I can tell you right now, I only own 2 pairs of shoes. One of which is so stained in blood I've forgotten what colour they were supposed to be. Blue maybe? That's my favourite colour in case you were wondering.

As of right now you are probably sitting there in your comfy chair or laying on the couch scratching your hairy bits thinking to yourself 'wonder what's for dinner'? And 'have I fed the cat yet?'. Or maybe you fancy the cat for dinner? Who's to judge. Either way I hope you're comfortable and happy. Because right now, I was hauled up in a dark, dank, rotting shed trembling from both fear and the cold, covered in blood and dirt. Also semen. Not my own. Yes I'm naked.

The vultures were circling around me outside, calling me by the only name I now had; 'Little runt'. I don't think anyone actually remembers my name is Milo. But I hope you will. If not that's okay. I was 16 and on a good day I had fresh, thick black wavy hair that slid across my forehead neatly because I had actually washed it. I stood at 5 foot 11 which I hear is fairly tall for humans and my physique was quite small and obvious that I was underfed.

Today however was not a good day. My hair was matted, dried blood and semen tangled up together, a combination that never works well. I had mud smeared all over me like I had been standing under an elephant with diarrhoea, I had a broken ankle, 3 broken ribs, a broken nose and I couldn't even remember the last time I ate a full meal. I was scrawny as heck. Sometimes I would be starved for days, then all of a sudden I'd be thrown a huge meal and be forced to eat and eat until I threw it all back up. Just like a kid who couldn't stop eating all the chocolate cake. I looked like chocolate cake. Smelt like shit.

I know what you're wondering. Why the hell are you naked, broken, covered in blood, dirt and semen whilst hiding in a rotting shed? There is a very good answer to that and the answer to that would be because to my pack this was fun. Sure, some people choose sports, watch movies, play video games. But not these guys. Mostly I was a tool for the females of the pack. And not just the unmated ones. The older married ones too. You know the kind; 40 odd, red lipstick, overly friendly vaginas. Not to mention enormous bazongas. Their mates got bored a long time ago and lost all interest in sticking their hotdogs into their wives Bermuda Triangle. So they use me to play with. And by play I mean hurt! The good news is I heal fast from being a werewolf. Bad news is they can do it all again tomorrow.

I can hear my older brother bashing away at the door, the wood snapping underneath his powerful fists. He would be the next alpha. Everyone loved him. He was the perfect son. Dad made him with love. He made me with instant regret. You know that feeling when you're starving and you're sitting down waiting for the waiter to bring you your food and you see someone coming with a tray full thinking it was finally your turn to eat only for it to be handed to someone else? I think that's the level of disappointment he sees in me everyday. Times a thousand. 12 year olds were taller and bigger than me. My brother was 19 but wide as a door and roughly 6 foot 4. That's usually the going rate for someone his age. All werewolves were big. Big hands, big feet, big muscles, big head, big dick. But not me.

My brother, Maze, hit the door with one powerful palm thrust and sent the door flying off and shattering to pieces. His black hair long but shaved down the sides gleamed in the moonlight along with his piercing yellow eyes. Behind him was a woman. A tall blonde that looked attractive but wasn't. A friend of our dads. Another married woman who frequently beat on me. Tonight she was especially bored.
She carried a long object in her hand and I knew what it was instantly. And where she was going to put it!
"I told you the little runt was cowering in here, didn't I?" My brother smirked to himself not taking his eyes off of mine. I shuddered as she laughed in reply and I pressed my back as far against the wall as I could go. I was terrified of most women, I knew the power they had over me and through the years of constant torture and abuse, I found I couldn't trust anyone. My brother stepped forward hard but didn't move and revelled in my sudden flinch and cower motion. I was afraid of him the most. His dark, twisted mind reached levels that not even the women could comprehend. The blonde stormed over to me and grabbed me by the hair pulling me across the floor. Mentally I talk a good game, it's a way to get me through. But in reality, I was a cowering, shivering, mess and pleaded constantly for mercy but nobody ever heard me. Well they did, they just didn't care.

Maze cocked his head to the side smirking down at me from a great height. He unbuckled his belt and took down his zip, flopping out his placid 5 inch penis and aiming it at me, covering me in urine. The blonde grabbed hold of my hair tighter and forced me to face my brother and his steady stream of urine. Well at least he's got his mouth closed right? I hear you say. Wrong. She yanked my jaw down and pulled my head back so I had no choice but to taste his sour liquid. I gagged immediately hardly bringing anything up as my stomach was about as empty as their hearts.
My head was thrown down hard into the floor making me see stars and held in position by Maze as the woman lifted me up into a doggy position, already probing me with her toy. She rammed it in fast and hard causing me to scream against the wooden, pee covered floor and use whatever energy I had spare to thrash around wildly to get loose. I knew it was hopeless. My brother pushed his weight down on top of me so forcefully I felt my lungs burning. And that wasn't all that was burning right now! The woman took so much pleasure from causing me so much agony. They both laughed every time I screamed and just when I thought it was over, she would thrust it in even harder. I felt on the verge of passing out, only being kept awake by their laughter.
"Oh look I think the runt is starting to enjoy it." The blonde spoke sharply as she freed a hand to flick the end of my semi erect dick. Even my own body was betraying me! I gritted my teeth in pain and I started to feel something drip down the inside of my thigh. I can tell you that's not strawberry sauce.
"The runt can barely manage 6 inches. Pathetic!" Maze said with disgust. My tears became hard sobs as every fibre of my being burned and ached. To shut me up, he bashed my head into the floor repeatedly and suddenly the blonde was done and withdrew the large object from me as quickly and forcefully as she had put it. My body sank to the floor quickly but I was soon pulled back up by the hair and hung a foot in the air. Maze used his other fist to bash into my broken ribs and then threw me into the wall which I crashed right through. I wasn't getting up in a hurry from this, but you know, just another day at the office. Heads had of course turned to see what had happened, but the minute they realised it was me, they turned away disinterested.

Bet you wished you'd chosen a different story now. Don't worry about me, believe it or not, I've been through worse. I'm glad you're still here though. Maybe I'll tell you about it? I feel like I can tell you. I suppose I owe you a decent introduction. I'd love to introduce you to my friends but sadly I don't have any of them. I'm not even allowed to go to school like everyone else. Home schooled, and yes, by another bully. That's how I lost my virginity actually. Another story for another time perhaps?
Just remember, you asked for this.
Now please turn to page 13094 while I take a short rest...

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