/lit/ - Literature

>>11274695
Nah, you don't want that. If you start thinking too hard about religion it drives you mad since scriptures are contradictory and few gods are truly kind. That being said, I'm in desperate need of more animal rape.

Severus didn’t know what to do, trapped as he was by the beast. Somehow, he felt like it was toying with him, humiliating him. He had no choice but to take it, and he had never felt so helpless in his life. That feeling intensified beyond belief when he felt the dog starting to climb onto his back. Hot breath wafted over his back and neck and he winced at the sting of the dog’s claws as they scrabbled down his sides and shoulders. But he wasn’t prepared for the degrading pain of being mounted. His mouth filled with dirt and leaves as he screamed, the dog’s paws pressing him into the ground and the dog’s cock smearing liquid over his arse until it found his resisting entrance and shoved in deep.

The dog’s weight as he straddled the boy forced his legs further apart, skidding through the leaves. He wanted to hump and thrust more than he had ever wanted anything else in his life. The urge was overpowering and his human mind seemed to take a backseat to the beast as he jerked his haunches, stabbing at the boy’s tight ring of muscle. When he reached his target and sank in, he flexed his paws, not caring that his claws left raw weals on the boy’s arms and shoulders. The sound of the boy’s ragged scream sent another jolt of power through him, and he growled and snarled as he pistoned in and out of the boy’s arse, taking what he wanted.

Severus choked and keened, whimpering and begging the dog to stop, to let him go, his tears mixing with the dirt to leave mud smeared on his face. The searing agony of the initial intrusion settled into a steady burn, and he struggled to regain his breath, willing the dog to hurry. He wanted nothing more than to make it back to the security of his bed in the Slytherin dormitory so he could heal his wounds.