It was a windy day in a forest where a mansion stood dark and foreboding. It was quiet except for the sounds of wind and rustling trees. The silence was broken by a sudden shriek and cry in pain from a woman locked inside this horrid cage of beauty. She was a wolf with a human form with light brown fur surrounding her ears and the outline of her eyes striped around her body with dark brown fur surrounding the rest of the empty space. She kept screaming in pain begging and pleading for anyone to help her. She was giving birth and was without any help. Silently caged up and chained to the wall as she pushed a wolf pup out of her. Her screams echoed through the halls of her prison as footsteps slowly edged themselves closer to her cell. A man with grey fur and white patterned the same as the woman stood in the doorway watching her scream in pain. He stood there silently with a scowl on his face. He was angry at her making noise.
"Shut up, whore!"
She began to cry as her litter of 4 pups is born. She names them Miles, Milford, Rebecca, and Elsie. She holds them and begins to feed them as her master watches. He smirks watching her undress and reveals what was his. She's covered in scars, claw marks, and bruises. The feeding is very painful for her but endures it for her special pups. She cries softly of happiness that they survived but grieves the good life that they could have. She knows they will experience the same Hell she does every day till the day they all die. She sobs and her master the man who watched her give birth comes over and smacks her.
"I told you to shut up! Now..."
He grabs the pups and rips them from her chest and throws them across the room causing their newborn skulls to fracture. They all cry for their mother but she's busy getting raped... again. She goes silent and deals with the rape and watches her newborns making sure they're okay. One of them is silently covered in newborn blood, not from her uterus. She knows what that means, it's dead. After her master is finished with her he leaves ordering her to stay quiet. She silent crawls over to her puppies and sees Elsie dead. She silently sobs and grieves but hoping she's in a better place having escaped this cage in the only way they can. Death.
The next 6 weeks go by very slowly and the puppies are fully grown and chained up by their master. They know what this means and they look to their mother for advice on how to handle the situation.
"Find a happy place, my loves. That's how you survive. I love you..."
They nod and tell their mom they love her too. She sobs not wanting her children to go through this pain. They hold her and tell her everything will be okay. But they know it won't be. They've had their fill of rape and torture themselves and know there's no escape from this.
The master comes in several days later and feeds them and cleans the room. The smell of piss and shit surround the room and the food doesn't smell much better. It's rotting and moldy and tastes like dirt on top of rotten meat. Eventually, they aren't fed until a week later or two weeks later.
Months after this process began his mother and remaining sister died. It was now just him and his brother and they cry together looking at the mutilated and rotting corpses of their former loved ones. A few days pass by and the master comes in complaining about the smell and beat the two boys as if it was their fault they died. Miles and Milford sit in the corner for the rest of the day and cry.
The next morning Miles wakes up and as usual, his brother holds him trying to calm him down from his nightmares and pets him. He whimpers and needs to look at his brother but when he looks at him he's melting and his voice is distorted and he begins to scratch and tears his fur apart. He sobs and screams jolting actually awake now. Milford goes to pet his brother to soothe him from the nightmare and he screams loudly. Ever since then he screams so loudly that it sounds like when he's being beaten.
A week passes and this hasn't stopped. Milford looks at him wondering what happened but knows that he won't be able to stop it. Now he changes his routine to holding him and purring in his ears to calm him down. He does this every morning and the day he died was torturous to MIles. He begins to see his ghost around the castle and now he does this as a ghost.
3 months pass and he has been alone and now is on the brink of death. He hears footsteps outside and assumes its the master tending to the garden and then doesn't see the master. He sees a man who he has never seen before and screams for him to help him. He breaks down the door and hears his master coming and begs him to hurry. He doesn't want to end up like his family, his brother, his mother. He begins to sob knowing he is now in new territory and doesn't know what would happen. He doesn't know if he is sending himself back into torture or if he will be relieved of his struggle and be truly set free. But he knows his master will come for him. He will fight to keep his property. His. Property.
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TerrorSome long since abandoned stories from the past 5 years that haven't been finished and are permanently stuck in an unknown oblivion.