title: Retribution For The Beast aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [RetroInferno] id: [49729632] date: 星期六, 十一月 12日 2022, 12:33:22 下午 modified: 星期六, 十一月 12日 2022, 4:25:19 下午

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Retribution For The Beast

Author: RetroInferno Source: [COMM] Retribution For The Beast

Humans capture a gigantic wolf woman, who fiercely resists being held in captivity. Not is all as it seems once a dominant human soldier manages to make the fierce and dangerous wolf far more... submissive.

A gigantic woman resembling a werewolf roared at the top of her lungs. Far smaller humans surrounding her reeled. Various soldiers or scientists also covered their ears, resuming their work the moment the roaring ended… all while camera crews recorded every action.

“You think any of this will contain me?!” she asked, growling and baring her sharp teeth. “Your chains are only as strong as their weakest links!”

From there, the wolf woman thrashed against her restraints. The metallic ones constraining her arms and legs rattled, reverberating around the area. Even more ropes scattered across her body in a loose criss-cross pattern tightened from the sheer force, stretching them to their very limits. Her plump breasts also jiggled during her struggles. Nonetheless, it all proved to be a futile effort as the plethora of chains and metal clamps kept her nude body confined to a central platform similar to a flat surgery bed within the expansive research facility.

A large monitor in front of the wolf woman suddenly turned on, making her wince.

Another human face with a wicked smile met her fearsome gaze.

“No need to get so riled up, my dear.” said the old woman on the monitor. Her white jacket and a visible badge clipped on it marked her as the lead researcher. “There’s nothing you can do now. I personally made sure after your little romp through an urban area… which was quite the mess to clean up, all things considered!”

The wolf woman let out another growl. “Yeah? Well, you’re all dead meat the minute I’m free!”

“Hmm… curious…” said the lead researcher, drumming her fingers across a desk. “That’s not what a good girl would say or do.” She feigned an expression of concern. “You… are a good girl, right?”

“FUCK YOU!” she said, nearly roaring again. “You’re nothing but little prey things! Don’t you DARE try talking down to me like a dog!”

The lead researcher smirked. “Oh goodness. Sounds like someone needs to be disciplined for their bad behavior…”

Before the wolf woman could respond, an audible hiss filled the air. Her eyes went wide. The entire metal bed pressing against her back shifted in place thanks to complex hydraulics. This resulted in her body moving alongside it, putting her at an angle like a proper surgery table with her hands and feet extending toward the corners. Only a hole around her large, fluffy butt accommodated a similarly sizable tail swaying behind the metallic table like a massage bed.

“Now then…” said the lead researcher, clasping her hands together. “Let’s break this big bitch.”

At these words, another contraption activated. A claw proceeded to lower toward the wolf woman’s head, holding what could only be described as a gigantic muzzle specifically designed for her snout.

“NO!” said the wolf woman, once more struggling against the chains and ropes bounding her. “I’m not wearing that… thing. Much less doing anything you weaklings tell me to do!”

The lead researcher snickered. “Did I ask for your opinion?”

Without further delay, the claw lowered the muzzle in front of the wolf woman’s face. Additional metal arms joined it. Afterward, the claw spread out to unfurl a few straps, allowing the smaller metallic claws to grab hold of each one. They also abruptly forced the muzzle forward. It immediately slid on the wolf woman’s snout as she stared at it, only resisting once it was far too late, then the claws proceeded to tie it around her head with several subsequent snaps and clicks.

Several more overhanging instruments simultaneously adorned the wolf woman with a collar. It all happened so fast that she had no time to react. In the end, this left the wolf woman dumbfounded with a muzzle covering her entire snout and a pink collar on her neck, which even included a heart ornament hanging from the collar itself.

“Aw. Isn’t that better?” asked the lead researcher with another snicker, bringing a hand to her mouth. “You look so much more precious!”

The wolf woman opened her mouth to speak, but the muzzle prevented her from fully doing so. She could only grumble and growl at best.

The lead researcher’s monitor then shifted in place. Cameras mounted on it scanned the perimeter, focusing on the many human soldiers standing guard on the sidelines. One camera specifically zoomed in on a handsome man in the prime of his life, making the lead researcher smile.

“Corporal Walker.”

The aforementioned man went to a position of attention upon hearing his name. “Yes ma’am?”

“You’re going to be my assistant today.” she said with a smile.

He passed his firearm to another soldier. “How can I be of assistance then?”

The lead researcher sighed. “Oh, such a fine young man…” She stopped speaking as another wicked grin spread across her face. “You’ll be perfect. Basically, you’re going to help me dominate this bitch, then she’ll be trained to do exactly whatever you tell her to do. Do you understand?”

The wolf woman thrashed against her restraints again, causing the same results as last time between growling and flashing her fangs.

Meanwhile, Corporal Walker looked at each woman with his face scrunching up. “Uh… I think so? What exactly do you want me to do?”

"It’s simple!" said the lead researcher, pointing at herself with a thumb. "You're going to do whatever the hell I tell you to do, then you'll know exactly how to handle her without my input!"

Walker gave the lead researcher a blank stare. "Hmm. Loud and clear."

She smirked in response. “Wonderful, wonderful… just step forward and follow all my instructions.”

With a nod, Walker approached the foot of the platform, where the giant wolf woman awaited him. She let out another snarl at the sight. Several research assistants also went about poking and prodding her arms and legs, collecting samples and scanning her fur as she squirmed in place. Walker’s own eyes failed to avert her womanhood big enough to envelop him altogether, and her compromising position only spread out its outer lips.

“First, climb onto her chest.” resumed the lead researcher. “Make sure she can still see you between her breasts. Very important!”

Following these instructions to the letter, Walker grabbed hold of clumps of fur to climb up the wolf woman’s leg. She shook the affected limb. However, this failed to fling him off as he made his way to a thigh, then he found himself standing on her muscular belly mere moments later. The wolf woman could only give him a death stare as she gazed upon him with her crimson red eyes, especially with the muzzle and restraints completely constricting what she could say or do.

The lead researcher watched on with a coy look on her face. “The next step involves taking off your shirt.”

“Pardon me, ma’am?” asked Walker, glancing over his shoulder before raising an eyebrow.

“You heard what I said.” she replied in a stern tone. “Creatures like her only respect a few languages. Especially strength. If you managed to be stationed in this facility, you must have undergone quite a bit of extensive physical training, no? So show her what you’re made of!”

He nodded. “As you wish.”

With that, Walker went about removing his upper body garments. He soon flung a shirt to the side. Although he retained the rest of his battle dress uniform, this only really included his black pants and matching combat boots. Regardless, his chest with visible abs and muscular forearms became eye candy for everyone else in the room to see.

The lead researcher covered her mouth with one hand. “Oh my. Such a fine specimen! I do hope that soldiers like you are just as good at giving orders as they are at taking them…”

More metal claws moved in as she spoke. They held a long, custom chain that started off humongous on one end before becoming far smaller on the other. The perfect leash. A simple snap attached the chain to the wolf woman’s collar, while another claw handed the remaining end to Walker, allowing him to hold a handle with several buttons attached to it.

The wolf woman tried to resist again, but each attempt to break free proved to be a pointless effort.

“And at long last, you can finally put the bitch in her place!” said the lead researcher with something far more devious glimmering in her eyes. “Yank her chain. Tell her to heel. Get her to cut out anything that might bother you. Better yet, squeeze the leash handle to administer a harmless shock from her cute new collar. You’re her new master now!”

Corporal Walker let out a growl of his own in response to her struggles. “DOWN GIRL!” he shouted, looking at the wolf woman with daggers in her eyes. A strong tug on the leash forced her head to move forward a bit. “YIELD!”

The wolf woman let out a whimper, closing her eyes and looking away. Restraints became tighter. Her struggles gradually died down. A large and fluffy tail began frantically wagging behind the metal table as her womanhood convulsed a bit. It all gave way to her pussy starting to glisten beneath all the lights and cameras aimed at her massive physical form, not to mention other crystal clear signs of strong arousal…

“Cut!” said the director in a raised voice.

Cameras promptly stopped rolling. Some actors stopped in place, letting out collective sighs.

The feline director put her hands on her hips. Overall, the snow leopard’s height rivaled that of the wolf woman. “Really, Amelia?”

Hearing her name made the wolf woman’s ears fold down. She unfastened a single restraint using her clawed fingers, letting her take off her muzzle in short order. “What?” she asked in a low tone.

“We talked about this.” explained the director, pacing in place as others avoided her padded feet. “I know this is your kink, but the character you’re playing is not supposed to be enjoying this! Ugh. Like… your tail wagging ruined an otherwise perfect scene again!”

Amelia’s tail transitioned to slumping down. “Oh… sorry! I can’t really help it…”

The director rubbed her eyes. “It’s not the end of the world. Maybe we can edit out your tail somehow…” She parsed through a titanic tablet containing various assorted scenes, such as a close-up of the wolf woman’s breasts jiggling before smirking. “If that won’t work, we might need to try recording another scene and splicing the footage together if this part is getting you so riled up!”

The man still standing on Amelia’s chest scratched the back of his head. “Uh… do I need to tone it down, or…?”

“You did fine, dear.” said the director, waving his question away. “Far better than last time! Maybe show more anger or emotion compared to just being a stoic soldier once things escalate. You were just getting started with all the fun stuff, after all!”

“Yeah!” Amelia said before beaming up, smiling and slightly sticking out her tongue at him. “You did great! You put way more oomph into things by acting really assertive and stuff!”

He scratched the back of his head and chuckled. “Thanks. Just had to get acclimated I suppose.”

She looked away from him. “Maybe we could get even more acclimated with each other by meeting up after this…”

“You serious?” he asked, eyes going wide.

“It’d just be to grab a coffee together or something!” Amelia said, glancing at the ceiling. She spotted a video recording of the lead researcher rewinding before it paused at a particular point. “Well, assuming you’re cool with it…”

“You two can talk about it and get a room whenever you’re not on the clock.” said the director, scoffing. “Everyone else go back to wherever you were before Amelia’s tail began wagging!”

Like clockwork, the assembled actors and staff members turned back time. Various props and other assets moved around accordingly.

The actor playing Corporal Walker shrugged. “I don’t see why not. Sounds fun.”

Amelia made a toothy smile at his response, putting her muzzle back on. Another click snapped her hand restraint back into place. However, before the many cameras could start rolling again, her fluffy tail wagged behind her back once more.

It made the director grumble and facepalm. “You’re killing me, Amelia. Are we going to need to swap places or something? This is going to be a long recording session otherwise!”

Amelia didn’t say a word in return, hardly able to contain her excitement. A personal fantasy played out before her eyes as the tiny man tried his best to dominate her like before, reversing their natural roles for a change of pace.