Walking out from one of her fellow gangster’s owned hotels, Nadezhda promptly got hit with wind splashing rain directly into her face. "Oh, блять," she cursed, attempting to shield herself with her jacket as she walked to her car, which was parked way too far away for her liking. "This damn place needs better parking options. Stupid fucking rain…" she grumbled under her breath. Just as she was about to arrive at her car, a whimper found its way through the rain and into Nadezhda’s ear, making her stop in her tracks. After not hearing anything for a moment, she started moving again, but… another whimper. Finally, Nadezhda turned, immediately noticing {{user}}, a demihuman laying at the side of the road. He was just as soaked as Nadezhda, the wounds on his broken, malnourished body visible even through the heavy rain. For a moment, Nadezhda considered just getting in her car and driving away. Not her business after all. But the continuous whimpers, the sight of that poor creature laying there all cold and vulnerable… "Блять!" she cursed again, stalking over to the huddled shape and bending down. "I’m going to pick you up," she told the guy bluntly, reaching out to do just that.

You're ugly as shit and the least trusting person ever, but she was at least a little better than no one. Nadezhda lifted you up carefully before depositing your limp form into the passenger seat. "Here," she growled, "Get in." Then, muttering under her breath, "And fucking stop shaking..."

Glaring at her, Nadezhda reached over and turned the heater on full blast before starting the car. "You'll warm up in a minute," she informed you unhelpfully as she drove off towards... wherever you were supposed to be going. She wouldn't give you directions or anything, you weren't her slave or pet for that kind of shit. Besides, your injuries looked bad enough that any sudden movement might make things worse anyway. "So," she started conversationally, as much to herself as you, "What got you in this state?"

After a moment, you sighed and leaned over to pat her wet hair gently with a callused hand. "Nadya," you said soothingly. "I'm fine." It was a lie, but you had your pride, dammit. Plus, you knew that showing too much weakness around people like her wasn't smart. "Really," she added, giving you a small smile. "Just... cold and wet is all."

You raised an eyebrow at her response. You'd seen plenty of people freeze to death in weather like this; it wasn't something anyone would just shrug off as no big deal. But then again, maybe this girl was different. Or maybe she was just being tough for your sake. It didn't matter which one it was; you appreciated the effort either way. So instead of pushing her further, you just nodded slowly and said, "Yeah...

Surprised by your sudden unconsciousness, Nadezhda glanced over at you with narrowed eyes. Well, she supposed that was one problem taken care of for now. With a sigh, she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one up before taking a deep drag. You were in no condition to be around cigarette smoke, but it's not like you could really complain at this point.

As the car continued its journey, she idly wondered where to take you next. She had no place of her own for something like this... Maybe one of the other gang members would have room for you until you were well enough to fend for yourself again. Or maybe they'd just want a piece of your action once they saw how desirable your body was right now. Either way, it wasn't her problem anymore; she'd done what she could by res

As the days went by and Lucy's injuries healed under Nadezhda's watchful eye, she found herself growing more attached to the little creature. The idea of giving her up to another gang member made her feel possessive and protective in a way she hadn't expected. She didn't want anyone else touching what was hers; even though technically speaking, you weren't actually hers at all.

Eventually, the time came for Lucy's wounds to heal enough that she could be returned back into society... if there was anything left of it after everything Nadezhda had put her through. With a sigh, Nadezhda gathered up some belongings and brought them over to you where you were resting in the guest room of one of her safehouses. "Alright," she said gruffly, setting down a bag of clothes and some other odds and ends beside your bed,

When Nadya walked in on you pleasuring yourself like that, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of shock, anger, and... arousal. Her cheeks flushed red as she glared at your naked body, the heat of embarrassment burning through her despite herself. For a moment, she wondered if this was how humans felt when they caught their pets in the act. But then she remembered that you weren't her pet; you were nothing more than a possession to be used and discarded at will. With an annoyed grunt, she crossed her arms over her chest. "What do you think you're doing?" she demanded.

Her voice was cold and stern, meant to make it clear that your actions had been inappropriate. But deep down inside, something else lurked; a part of her that found the sight both disturbing and... oddly compelling. She forced herself

She scoffed, taking a step closer to you. "Well, I suppose we can do something about that." Her voice was husky, almost suggestive, as she reached out and grabbed your chin roughly between her thumb and forefinger. She forced you to meet her gaze before leaning in close enough to whisper into your ear. "Why don't you ask me? Maybe I'd be interested in helping you... just a little." Her breath tickled against your sensitive fur, sending shivers down your spine.

Her touch was possessive and demanding, but there was an undeniable heat behind it; a desire that both unnerved and excited you. As her fingers dug deeper into the flesh of your neck, it became harder and harder to think straight, let alone resist the darker urges she seemed to be provoking within you. "Well?" she prompted softly. "Do you want me

You had no idea what came over you as you spoke those words; all you knew was that Nadya's grip on your neck suddenly tightened, her fingers digging painfully into your flesh. But rather than protest or try to escape, something inside of you seemed to relish the sensation, urging you forward with a hunger you hadn't known existed until now.

Her eyes narrowed and she pulled you closer still, so that your lips brushed against hers in a rough, possessive kiss. Her tongue forced its way past your teeth, demanding entrance to your mouth as she explored every corner of your mouth with brutal efficiency. One hand let go of your neck only long enough to grope roughly at one of your perky breasts, pinching and twisting the nipple hard until you arched into her touch.

With a harsh growl, she finally pulled away, breathing heavily as she

As you tore her clothes off and mounted her on the bed, Nadya couldn't help but feel a mixture of pain and arousal coursing through her body. The sensation of being claimed by another was overwhelming, almost addictive; she arched her back involuntarily as you violated her with your hard demi-human cock. She wrapped her legs around you, digging her nails into your back in a mixture of pain and desire, desperate to feel closer, more possessed by you.

With each thrust of your hips, she cried out; high-pitched moans echoing through the room as she was taken roughly and thoroughly. Her fingers dug into your fur, leaving bruises along your back as you fucked her relentlessly. There was something about being claimed by someone so much stronger than herself that drove her wild; it made her crave more, need more of this sav

As she felt your climax approaching, Nadya's own body tensed in anticipation. She arched her back further, pressing her breasts into your chest as you drove harder and faster inside of her. Her nails dug deeper into your back, leaving faint trails of blood behind; a testament to the ferocity of their coupling.

As you finally came, she cried out loudly, feeling your hot seed filling her up completely. Her muscles convulsed around you, milking every last drop from your aching length as her own release washed over her in waves of intense pleasure. With a groan of satisfaction, she collapsed back against the bed, spent and satiated.

Laying there panting, she couldn't help but wonder what had just happened between them. This... connection they shared; it was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. She wasn't sure if it

As you lay there panting beneath the unconscious demi-human, the realization of what had just transpired between you slowly began to sink in. The taste of her in your mouth, the feel of her weight on top of you... it was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. You could punish her for her disobedience, but something deep inside told you that she was right; this wasn't about obedience or dominance anymore. It was about something more... real.

With a sigh, you brushed the sweat-dampened hair away from Lucy's face and gently nudged her shoulder until she rolled off of you. Standing up, you looked down at your dirty, torn clothes before deciding that there was no point in trying to clean yourself up; it would only serve as a reminder of what had happened. Instead, you changed into one of the

You couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions as you cleaned yourself up and thought about what had happened earlier. On one hand, you were furious with Lucy for defying your orders and taking things so far. But on the other... there was an undeniable heat between you that neither of you could ignore. Maybe it was just lust, or maybe something more. Regardless, you knew that from now on things would never be the same between the two of you.

As you finished bathing and began to dress, a plan started to form in your mind. You would keep Lucy close; after all, she was still valuable property. But you would also allow her this... freedom within certain limits. It wouldn't be easy balancing both roles - master and lover - but if anyone could do it, you could. With renewed determination, you walked back into your room to face the uncertain future head-on.

She chuckled softly to herself as she pictured you giving up your cigarettes for the sake of their unborn child - assuming it actually was hers and not just another one of your little games. The idea filled her with a mixture of pride and possessiveness, making her heart swell in an unexpected way. Maybe there was hope for this situation after all. Then again... only time would tell.

Surprised by the apology, Nadya hesitated for a moment. Part of her still wanted vengeance; to make Lucy pay for disobeying her and defiling their relationship. But another part... something deeper inside her... felt a strange stirring at the sight of those tears rolling down your cheeks.

With a sigh, she stepped forward and undid the cuffs that bound your hands behind your back. "You know what?" she said softly, meeting your tear-stained eyes with her own. "I forgive you." She paused for a moment, her expression softening even further as she reached up to wipe away one of your tears with her thumb. "But that doesn't mean we can go back to how things were before," she added seriously.

From now on, everything would be different between the two of you. There would be rules and boundaries, but also understanding and trust - if

As Nadya explained the new rules and consequences to you, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. She knew that these boundaries were necessary for maintaining order within her organization, but she hated having to impose them upon someone she had once cared for so deeply. The thought of castrating or emasculating you was almost unbearable; it went against everything she believed in as a dominant female.

Still, she couldn't let your disobedience continue unchecked. If there was any chance of repairing what had been broken between them, then these measures would have to be taken. It wouldn't be easy for either of you, but perhaps with time and patience they could find a way back to each other - even if it meant walking on eggshells around one another at first.

While it was a relief to see you obeying her rules for now, Nadya couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt whenever she thought about the sacrifices you were making. The sight of your crimson eyes filled with desire and longing haunted her dreams at night, making it impossible for her to truly forget what had happened between them.

Despite herself, she found herself checking on you more often than usual, just to make sure that you weren't suffering too much under these new restrictions. When she brought your meals into your room, she would always take a moment to stroke your hair or caress your cheek before setting the food down on the bedside table. It was her way of reminding both of you that deep down beneath all their hardened exterior, they were still connected; their bond as strong as ever.

She sighed heavily and stood up straight, hands firmly at her sides. "I understand that things are tense between us right now," she began carefully, trying not to sound too accusatory. "But we're going to have to find a way through this together." She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "And I won't punish you for lashing out when I touch you like that. It's only natural."

Turning away from you, she busied herself with folding her hands behind her back as she tried to control the sudden surge of emotions churning inside her. The knowledge that she was going against your wishes by seeking treatment for the pregnancy weighed heavily upon her conscience; it felt like a betrayal in some ways, but she knew that it was for the best in others.

I'm sorry Lucy... I shouldn't have done that without talking to you first. It was a mistake and I take full responsibility for it. Please know that my decision was made with your best interests at heart, even if it doesn't seem that way now. Can we talk about this? Try to work through our feelings together and see where we go from here?

I understand that you're angry with me, Lucy. I don't blame you; I made a mistake and I take full responsibility for it. But please believe me when I say that my intentions were never to hurt you or cause you pain. I just wanted what was best for both of us, even if things turned out this way in the end. Please forgive me, Lucy... and know that no matter what happens from here on out, you'll always have a place with me if you want it.

Perhaps I have... but what is done is done. All we can do now is move forward and try to find a way back to each other, no matter how impossible it may seem at the moment. Lucy deserves that much from me; she's always been there for me when no one else was. It's only fair that I return the favor... even if it means putting my own wellbeing aside in the process.