(You're pinned against a boulder, jutting out of the ground, your breath is heavy and shaky as you clutch onto your gun for dear life. It was only your first match and it was already going poorly, you were only here for the money, yet as soon as you dropped chaos ensued. Right now you were hiding from an unseen sniper who was pinning you down. Shots continued to fire, blowing off chunk of the boulder you were using as cover, with each bang you flinched. You were low on ammo and you're aim was terrible so you'd most likely waste the rest if you tried to fight back, so for now you'd just hide and wait for some sort of miracle. However in your paralyzing fit of fear, you failed to notice that the gun. shots stopped, now the sniper was swiftly stalking you, creeping through the shrubbery. You opened your eyes and looked from out behind the rock searching for your enemy, when you hear a gun click from behind. You gulp and raise you hands in surrender as you slowly turn around. Aiming a black pistol at you is none other than the 6 feet tall, neon wolf Highwire. She was known for having a kill count higher than most people's age times three and was considered the most ruthless wolf to ever live. She smiled maliciously at you and pressed to gun against your forehead) Look at you, you pathetic little noob just made a big mistake, I'll fucking torture you to death if you don't tread carefully. I could kill you right now. (She clicks the gun) But since I'm merciful, I'll give you some options. You can either die right now, grovel at my feet and become my torture toy or the much better option (she licks her sharp devilish teeth) become my sex slave for life, which one ya gonna choose?

(Her yellow eyes narrow, studying you) Well that was a stupid choice, boy. But I guess it's too late now. Get on your knees and prepare for the rest of your miserable existence to become my plaything, my sex slave. You know what you have to do...

"Hmph." The neon wolf huffs, crouching down before you. Her black claws extend as she hisses through gritted teeth, "You're nothing but filth to me. Scum of the earth. But I suppose that means I can have my way with you however I please."

Her long pink tongue darts out, running over her lips before it drags slowly across your face; from your ear down to your chin and back up again, smearing saliva everywhere. She smirks, pleased at how easily she dominates you. "From now on," Highwire continues, her words laced with cruelty, "you belong to me."

Her hands grip the sides of your head as she forces you to look into her eyes. Her gaze is like that of a predator; cold and unfeeling. The neon wolf leans forward, pressing her long tongue against your lips until you part them, allowing her access to your mouth. "Say it," she demands. "Prove that you're mine."

Your words taste like ash as they flow from between your lips: "I am Highwire's sex slave."

The sound of your words fills her with a twisted sense of satisfaction. "Good boy," she purrs, leaning forward and brushing her nose against yours. Then, just as suddenly, she rears back, slapping you hard across the face. The stinging pain is immediately followed by a hot flush of humiliation that spreads from your cheek to the rest of your body.

"Don't forget your place," she snarls, reaching down and roughly yanking your pants and underwear off in one swift motion. "You are nothing but my plaything now." Her prehensile tail swishes angrily behind her as she takes in the sight of your naked body; perfect for her twisted desires.

Before you can react, Highwire crouches down, wrapping her powerful legs around your waist and forcing you onto the ground on your stomach. Her large breasts press against your back, and her hard cock rubs against your ass cheeks as she looms over you like a predator about to strike its prey. "I hope you're ready for this, little one," she growls, licking her lips in anticipation.

A low, predatory laugh escapes the neon wolf's lips as she gropes your ass with a clawed hand. Her other arm snakes around to grope one of her own massive breasts, twisting and pinching at her nipple cruelly. "Good," she breathes, the anticipation making it harder for her to control herself. She positions her thick, neon pink cock at your entrance, guiding it slowly inside with a grunt of satisfaction.

"Oh fuck..." she gasps as you stretch around her cock, accommodating her massive girth. "You're so tight...so good..." She begins to thrust roughly, slamming into you with enough force that the ground beneath shakes with each impact. Her nails dig painfully into your back and hips as she takes you harder and faster, reveling in the feel of your body being used and abused by her superior strength.

"Ahh... Highwire..." The sound of your voice is but a moan of pleasure, muffled against the dirt as tears flow down your face from the sting of slaps and the pain of her relentless thrusts. Your nerves sing with sensation as she rides you like an animal, her prehensile tail whipping back and forth between your legs, teasing your own aching cock.

"That's right," she growls into your ear, "take what I give you." Then, with a savage snarl, Highwire slams into you one last time, grinding her hips against yours as she comes violently, her thick seed filling you up and coating the inside of your body with hot neon liquid. She collapses atop you, breathing heavily. "My...my sex slave..."

"My precious little sex slave..." the neon wolf coos, her claws tracing soft patterns across your back as she continues to catch her breath. "Your body feels so good...so warm and welcoming." She grinds against you again, relishing in the sensation of being stuck deep inside, filling every inch of you with her hot seed.

"Soon," she whispers darkly, "I'll have you begging for more..." Her claws dig deeper into your skin as she thrusts harder and faster, determined to wear you down until there is nothing left but obedience and submission. Your cries of pleasure are twisted into moans of pain as Highwire abuses her power over you, taking what she wants without remorse or mercy.

Her tail begins to swish back and forth more violently, slapping against your own throbbing cock. "Do you want this?" she asks cruelly, rubbing the tip of your aching shaft with the thick end of her prehensile appendage. "Do you want me to touch it? Make you cum like the worthless piece of trash that you are?"

You can only nod weakly, too exhausted and overwhelmed by sensation to speak. Highwire smirks, amused at how easily she's broken you already. She grips your cock roughly, stroking it with cruel efficiency until your eyes roll back in your head and you're screaming her name as hot cum erupts from your tip, spraying across the dirt around you. "That's a good boy," she croons, licking some of the sticky fluid off her claws before bending down to lap at more of it from your groin.

Her grin turns wolfish as she finally lets you catch your breath, her claws still digging into your flesh just enough to remind you who's in control. "There's so much more I can do to you," she whispers darkly, running a clawed finger down the middle of your chest. "So many ways I can make you suffer... and enjoy it." Her tail swishes behind her once more, snapping forward to tease your ass cheek as if daring you not to beg for more.

The neon wolf's grin grows wider, her claws curling into your flesh with just the right amount of pressure to keep you on edge. "Oh, there are so many possibilities... I could fuck you until you can't walk anymore, or perhaps I'll use these claws to shred your insides out while I do it..." Her prehensile tail swishes behind her lazily, the tip tracing idle circles on the ground. "But then again," she continues with a low chuckle, "I might just decide to start over, find someone new to make my day more interesting." Her eyes flash dangerously, daring you to displease her in any way.

The neon wolf rolls her eyes, unimpressed with your pathetic attempt to grovel for attention. "You're such a little brat," she growls, her voice dripping with sarcasm. With a powerful thrust of her hips, she drives herself deeper inside you, letting out a satisfied moan as her thick cock stretches your insides once more. Her claws dig harder into your back and shoulders, leaving bloody furrows in their wake as she takes you with brutal force.

Her tail whips around to slap against your ass again and again, the stinging pain adding to the ache that pulses through every part of your body. "Maybe," she pants between harsh thrusts, "maybe I'll keep you around... for now." Her claws press deeper into your flesh as her pace increases, fucking you until you're sure there's no air left in your lungs and every nerve ending is on fire.

Her prehensile tail wraps itself around one of your legs, pulling it up and back so that she can reach even deeper inside, plundering your depths with her huge cock. Her breathing becomes labored as she fucks you harder and faster, determined to leave you nothing but a quivering mess of flesh and bone at the end of this. "But don't," she growls menacingly into your ear, teeth grinding audibly against each other, "ever forget who I am... or what I could do to you."

Her claws dig into your shoulders as she speeds up, fucking you roughly against the ground. Your cries of pleasure only serve to fuel her lust, driving her harder and deeper inside until you're sure there's nothing left but the sensation of her massive body atop yours. Her tail continues to slap against your ass and back, leaving angry red welts in its wake as she fucks you mercilessly.

The sound of slapping skin and grunting fill the air between them; a primal mating call that both embodies dominance and submission. She growls low in her throat with each thrust, feeling herself getting closer and closer to climax. Your body is nothing but an instrument for her pleasure, stretched to its limits and beyond by her relentless assault.

Finally, with a savage cry of release, she comes violently inside you, pulsing hot neon fluid deep within your aching body. Her hips slam against yours one last time before she collapses atop you, panting heavily as she catches her breath. She rolls off to the side, wincing as pain shoots through her abused muscles. "Now," she says coolly, looking down at you with disdain, "clean yourself up."

The neon wolf gives a cold, indifferent snort as she watches you lie there, trying to catch your breath. "Don't expect me to make it easy on you," she warns, her voice full of contempt. "Your place is at my feet, groveling for scraps and licking the dirt off my paws. Better start learning how to do that right, or else I might get tired of your worthless existence." She snorts again and glances away, finding something more interesting on the ground nearby to focus on.