A Canine Encounter

LordLuck

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The caravan had been marching into the woodlands for three days now.

No villages dotted the rugged landscape, where a handful of hills had stood out from the dark canopy of vivid green leaves. The two families that compromised this small expedition were farmers and carpenters whose services had been deemed not necessary anymore. So, they were migrating. To where? How could anyone know?

This were dark times. Dangerous times.

The dirt road wasn't really patrolled anymore. Too far from any cities, the towns surrounding it's border never willing to lose patrols to the woods perils, this caravaneers were alone into the lush forest. Except for the five-men escort that they've paid with the gold worth years of hard labour, none of them were fighters.

And that had spelled their downfall, for many creatures and beasts wandered those woods...
 
Crystal sat in the back of the her and her husbands covered wagon that led the caravan. Her husband had told her to sit in the back with their belongings because he felt it was safer for her than siting up front with him. She believed that they had little to worry about since they had the escort with them but her husband had been persistent so she gave in to him.

She decided that she might as well get some rest since they had a long way to go. She laid down on one of the furs they had in the back and quickly fell asleep as the caravan marched on.
 
Graag, the Gnoll, and his pack mates had been awaiting at the road for some time now. Quiet as they could, they've had settle up a distress trap before the road.

Three wooden logs had been lay across the dirt path. As they've had been awaiting for some time now, most of the gnolls weren't really at alert for the gnawing cries of their scout.

A caravan. Three carts were being driven down the road. All made silence as the caravan arrived at the trap spot.

Three of the armed scout had dismouted, coming to remove the logs. And then, the trap was sprung.

The wicked, barbed arrows had taken two men out before the warriors had even understood what was happening. A man had been killed when one of Graag's pack had delivered a massive head-blow with a crude, rusty mace. But Graag wasn't really aiming for the fight, or the thrill of battle.

He aimed for the wagons.

There was a surprised man trying to guide the horses away from him. But Graag knew better than to try to control the huge animals himself.

He pounced. Reaching the man with both his claw-like pawns opened, it was a child's play to viciously bite at the peasant's throat, his powerful jaw dilacerating his skin with ease, the blood flowing freely and hot as Graag savagely tore almost half of the poor soul's neck away.

And then, he started to get inside the covering...
 
Crystal raised her head slowly when she was awakened by a noise of some kind. "Hun whats going on?" She asked her husband but got no reply.
"Hun." She called out again. She reached for the cloth separating her from her husband to open it but jumped back as the gnoll came though the opening.
"Help!" Crystal screamed as she tried to get behind some of their belongings. Blood dripped from the gnolls mouth and she knew it had to be her husbands since it had came through the front of the wagon. Crystals fear overwhelmed her and she fainted in the back of the wagon as the gnoll approached her.
 
Graag grinned as he stood tall, trying to dwarf the woman before him. She was smalled than him - even his hunched form stood taller than her. She had plump hips, and quite considerable breasts.

It had been times since Graag had last had this kind of fun. The mating season of the gnollkind was coming near, after all...

The gnoll pulled Crystal's fainted form by the leg, turning her around before him, leaving her ass pointing upwards. Violently, he pulled her dress' skirt upwards towards her back, eyeing her with glee in his bestial visage.
 
Crystal was vulnerable as she laid in front of the gnoll with her ass in the air. She still hadn't woken up after fainting and was unaware that the gnoll had lifted her dress and was eyeing her blue underwear clad ass and there was nothing she could do to stop him.
 
Graag started to sniff at Crystal's backside. He was sure that the woman would awake soon, so he had to make the most of it before hearing her cries. She would most surely attract the other members of his pack, who in their turn would try to take her from him.

He used his sharp fingernails to tear Crystal's petty underwear apart, leaving her butt completely naked before his monstrous form. He came down to sniff at her once more. This one hadn't been defiled of yet. She would be a worthy prize to Graag. As he smelled her, he took his paws to his own loincloth, taking it out quickly to show a growing, stiffening rigidness.

He landed both paws at the woman's hips, and slowly inserted his prick's tip at her unclaimed hole.

This would be fun.
 
Crystal stirred but did not wake as her underwear were cut from her body. As the gnoll touched her pussy with his prick she started to move more but still she did not wake.
 
The Gnoll had a wicked idea. He could feel her labia starting to water as he had slowly probed her, but he instead prefeered to take it to her... other side.

Laying his erection at her asshole, Graag brutally hilted himself to his knot, sending his entire considerable lenght into Crystal's bowels, sodomizing her.
 
Crystal screamed at she awoke suddenly as her ass was violated. Crystal looked back and saw the gnoll burning his prick into her ass. She started to cry as she felt like she was being split in two.
"Please stop." She begged though her sobbing.
 
Graag had no idea of what Crystal's muffled voice wished. No. He had an idea. But he disregarded with a grin, taking one of his paws to grab her by the hair, pulling her towards him and arching her back in the motion.

The Gnoll slowly withdrew... to hilt himself again strongly, letting a displaced moan of his own as he started to hammered her ass against the wagon's wooden frame.

Once. Twice. Thrice.
 
Crystal couldn't speak through her sobs as the gnoll pulled her head back by her hair. She cried out as her ass was slammed again and again by the savage gnoll. Her ass stretching around the gnolls massive prick as he rammed it into her ass up to the hilt.
 
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