Chapter 47

The rhythm became frantic and desperate, the Lightning Wolf's hips moving like a blur of black fur and yellow lightning. It pounded at her cunt like a jackhammer on overdrive, driving her senses into a chaotic haze.

Lyssandra's throat kept bobbing up and down in a desperate struggle, her mouth was never empty, filled to the brim with abundant precum. The dual stimulation pushed them both past the point of no return, triggering a simultaneous climax.

They came hard and violently, a shockwave of pleasure tearing through their bodies at once. The Lightning Wolf let out a primal howl, its snout pointing upward to the ceiling while its shaft poured out a torrent of white seed inside Lyssandra's womb.

The warm fluid filled her uterus to the brim, stretching the walls beneath a sense of heavy, fertile completion. Below, her penis also released its content, pumping large stream directly into her welcoming mouth.

She tried desperately to gulp down the gallon of semen, but the sheer volume was overwhelming. The thick white liquid swelled her cheeks, forcing her mouth open before spilling from the corners of her lips and even her nostrils. Her belly was getting bigger and bigger because of the sheer volume of cum she swallowing.

Lyssandra could no longer take it so she had to release the shaft from her mouth, the tension finally snapping. It curved back and went springy up and down, painting a straight, thick white line across her face before releasing a final burst upward. The cum fell down like a sudden rain, splashing against her chest and mixing with the fluids that already coated her skin.

The tingling across her skin persisted, a strange vibration signaling something powerful happening inside the wolf.

Suddenly, a strong voltage of lightning rushed from the wolf's penis straight into her womb, electrocuting her entire body in a burst of yellow sparks. Her legs and arms snapped rigidly to the stone floor, her whole torso twitching in quick, uncontrollable bursts of electricity. Her hands clenched tightly into fists, the force so great that it seemed like they could crush stone with ease.

She went completely rigid, then shuddered violently, every muscle in her body firing out of sync before finally relaxing. Especially her detrusor muscle, internal urethra sphincter, and external urethra sphincter which controlled her urination all went into overdrive.

Now with nothing stopping the flow, a golden stream of liquid rushed out from the urethra, escalating from a trickle to heavy flow splatting against her face. She kept pissing from both her dick and cunt, filling her face and her open mouth with hot urine while eyes rolled back up in a mix of shock and ecstasy.

After a while, Lyssandra's body state went back to normal as the last tremors faded from her limbs. A loud gulp and harsh cough escaped from her throat after swallowing the warm piss. Then she opened her eyes, a smudge of white and yellow fluid on her cheeks.

"W-what a b-bad dog you are," she said, her voice breathless while wiping her face.

Attached to her vagina was the Lightning Wolf's red cock, now swollen into a thick knot locked them together. The beast laid down on its back for a moment, then flipped back up onto its legs, trying to pull out.

"Wait…. I am still sensi…." Lyssandra exclaimed, her voice trembling from the aftershocks of their union.

But the wolf kept pulling and pulling, claws digging into the stone to free itself from the tight channel.

In the end, a loud and wet POP reverberated in the small cage, signaling the knot had finally broken free. The canine dick was pulled out, taking with it the mixed white semen and love juice flowed out.

Lyssandra's eyes snapped shut again when the massive plug was removed, the sudden emptiness leaving her feeling hollow and raw. Now her hole was big enough to easily fit two adult fists, stretched and trembling from the rough breeding. Inside, red uterus walls were convulsing in rhythm with her fast heartbeat, cervix blasted open wide.

She put her arm across eyes, withdrew the lolling tongue and took several deep, ragged breaths while lying in that compromising position.

The scent of musk, ozone, and sex filled the air around, a potent testament to the wild coupling that had just taken place. The wolf panted beside her, looking exhausted but satisfied, its glowing patterns on fur dimming to a soft, sleepy hum.

Lyssandra fixed her messy and damp clothes, smoothing the fabric over her curves while cleaning the fluids from skin. Before stepping out of the wooden cage, she spoke softly to the beast. "From now on you will follow me, behave yourself, and you will live a happy life, understand Sparky?"

The Lightning Wolf - now named Sparky barked loudly, trying to imitate a normal dog but failing miserably, the sound was a mix of a snarl and a crackle. “Grr-wuff—zap!”

Its intent was delivered perfectly through its tail wags and soft eyes.

She opened the wooden cage door and set Sparky free, stepping out into the goblin camp. The beast dashed around frantically and jumped up in excitement, the yellow sparks dancing along its paws with every movement. Then it came back immediately, nudging her leg and whimpering happily.

The unlikely pair made their way back to the big house through the winding halls. Stepping inside the main chamber, all eyes turned toward the wild beast trotting confidently at her side.

Luna tilted her head, her water body rippling softly while she observed the strange creature once threatened to rip out anyone who came closer to pieces. Now, however, the beast licked Lyssandra's feet, behaving like a devoted and loyal dog.

The other bloom mothers, especially Helena, were initially scared out of their wits at the sight of the powerful predator. But after a short, calming introduction from their Mistress, they became a little emboldened and approached with cautious hands. In the end, they were laughing and giggling as they scratched Sparky's soft belly, their laughter ringing through the hall.

"Who's a good boy?~~~"

"Is it you right?~~~"

"Yeah, it’s you~~~"

The wolf whimpered like a happy puppy, its tail thumping rhythmically against the floor after every stroke. Suddenly, Sparky remembered it was once a prideful Lightning Wolf, a hunter that ruled the jungle. Yet, under the barrage of affectionate belly rubbing from the women, it just tossed away the damn pride and simply enjoyed the moment.

“woof…crackle…ahhh."

Sparky's eyes closed in pure bliss, melting into the touch of new masters.

Helena stood a bit away, arms crossed and smirking, a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth betraying her desire to join the fun.

"Go ahead," Lyssandra encouraged Helena, her hand gently grasping the bloom mother's fingers closer to the beast.

Helena whimpered like a bunny facing a predator, her trembling hand slowly moving in front of Sparky. It took a while for her courage to build up, at last, she managed to bring herself to touch it's cold, leathery snout. Then she scratched Sparky gently under its chin, the rough texture surprisingly comforting under her fingertips.

Gradually, the fear inside her was gone, and she began rubbing its belly just like the other bloom mothers, feeling safe in their presence. A thought popped inside her head and she froze, her shaft twitching noticeably between her boobs.

Noticing the shift in her demeanor, Lyssandra asked, a sly smile on her face. "Oh, do you wanna... do something with it?"

Helena frantically shook her head, swinging her arms wildly from side to side in a desperate attempt to deny the accusation. “No, never, I would never do that, my body is yours and yours only, it was just…."

She brought her index fingers together, pointing them inward to contain the embarrassing thought she had just released.

"It's just…." She kept stammering nervously, sweat beading on her brow, her mind scrambling desperately for words.

"Come on, say it" Lyssandra urged her.

Finally, she uttered the words that sealed her fate. "I wonder what would it feel if my thing was inside him."

Like a switch had been flicked, everyone stopped their laughter and looked at Helena in stunned silence. The room fell silent for a heartbeat, her words hanging heavy in the air.

"Forget it, it was weird I know, please forget it!!!" Helena's hands were already covering her freckle face, her pink skin turning a shade of red in the dim light.

She turned her back and tried to run, desperate to hide somewhere far from their judging eyes, but a hand held her firmly in place. Lyssandra leaned in and whispered into her ear.

"How naughty you are~"

Helena felt like she could die of embarrassment right then and there, yet she couldn’t escape, for her life was no longer her own.

"That was a good idea indeed," Lyssandra admitted, mischief gleaming in her eyes. She and all the women turned their gazes toward Sparky.

Sensing its ass cheeks were about to be spread wide, the wolf whimpered in terror. It slowly backed away, tail tucked between legs in pure horror. Ultimately, Sparky dashed out of the house in a burst of speed, leaving a trail of static electricity behind.

Then, many hearty laughs erupted from the women, filling the chamber with joy and mockery.

"Would you look at its face, it was so hilarious," Luna said, holding her belly and trying to catch her breath.

Naya had already collapsed on the floor, rolling around, unable to stand because she was laughing too hard.

Another Bloom Mother asked, barely able to contain her laughter, tears streaming down her face. "It was just a joke right? A goddamn good joke, though."

"Who knows?" Lyssandra uttered a sly snicker, her blue eyes crinkling with amusement.

Everything fell into a deafening silence.