Tag Archives: Hellhound

Late Getting Home

16 votes, average: 4.25 out of 516 votes, average: 4.25 out of 516 votes, average: 4.25 out of 516 votes, average: 4.25 out of 516 votes, average: 4.25 out of 5 (16 votes) (4.25)

What a day. Today was super busy at work so I’m running late getting home. Doesn’t help that I forgot to call my wife until pretty much just now. It also so happens that my phone is dead, so I’m sure she was trying to call me the whole time. She’s not going to be happy when I get home.

I pull up to our place and step out into the brisk night. I take one last deep breath before walking in.

“Where the hell have you been?” an annoyed sounding voice asks right as I step in. In the entry way, with her paws on her hips, was my Hellhound wife.

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Holding Hands

8 votes, average: 2.38 out of 58 votes, average: 2.38 out of 58 votes, average: 2.38 out of 58 votes, average: 2.38 out of 58 votes, average: 2.38 out of 5 (8 votes) (2.38)

The rod of steel was stopped inches from Kazumi’s head before it could enter her brain. Kazumi’s paw was locked around the middle of the blade, and she wasn’t even bleeding. The knight landed on her heels in front of the eight-foot tall beauty, struggling to make her sword move an inch. She couldn’t. Kazumi’s grip on the blade tightened, and then she simply twisted her paw around. The blade shattered into pieces, leaving the empty hilt in the knight’s hand.

The knight gaped at the part of her sword in her hand, her face a picture of shock and awe. She then raised her eyes to Kazumi’s face, and screamed in frustration. She swung the useless hilt at Kazumi’s side, but it was intercepted with a powerful paw gripping her wrist. She turned the knight’s arm around, bringing it behind her back, and grabbed her throat with the other paw in a death grip.

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Helping Hand

14 votes, average: 3.07 out of 514 votes, average: 3.07 out of 514 votes, average: 3.07 out of 514 votes, average: 3.07 out of 514 votes, average: 3.07 out of 5 (14 votes) (3.07)

She looked back up at him, smiling a little at how his mouth gaped open in surprise at her abilities. She raised a claw and beckoned him forwards. He moved towards her nervously, his mouth dry. He swallowed several times to moisten his parched throat, but it didn’t help. She was both sexy and intimidating, enough to make him harder than diamonds and wonder if she would tear him apart just with a look.

‘So, cutie, you still want that quickie?’ she asked.

His jaw dropped. He didn’t know that mamono would just proposition someone that blatantly. He swallowed again and opened his mouth to ask what she meant, although he was sure he already knew. He raised a hand slowly, wondering what she was going to do to him. Probably in a back alley behind this bar.

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