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In custody~
🕑 Added 2024-11-17 08:00:01 +0000 UTCBound Constance was shoved inside the wooden cabin that stood in the middle of the jungle military camp. Its poor interior, composed almost entirely from wood harvested in the vast rainforest, filled her nostrils with the smell of cheap alcohol and tobacco smoke, but before she could register anything else, the soldier holding her by the shoulder pushed her down on the floor. She let out a groan of pain, turning her head towards the man with a snarl, but was complelty ignored as the soldier saluted and left the room in a hurry. Slightly puzzled, Constance turned her muzzle in the other direction, as she heard multiple footseps approaching her. Above her stood her three men in military uniforms, eventhough the girl was not familiar with the local militias hierarchy, the relatively clean and fitting uniforms told the coyote, that these men must be the head honchos of the garrison.
-"Stand up."- one of the men spoke in a local dialect, that while Coyotka mostly understood, she choose not to react to. It was a thing she had learned from experience, if your enemies assume you don't know their tongue, they are more careless with their words.
-English? Stand up.- the man spoke again, this time in proper english. Coyotka nodded and slowly got up, but before she even had a chance to fully straigten up, the man pushed her up against the wall with brute force. Locking her bound arms above the coyotes head with one arm, while the other grabbed the young girl by her throat. Coyotka let out a scared yelp, feeling the grip squeeze on her neck, but it wasn't enought to make her choke, yet.
-You are a spy! Who do you work for? The rebels, the Bambotians? Or are you an agent of the ever greedy west?- he looked Constance dead in the eye.
-N-no Sirs, I am a t-tourist. I got lost in the jungle. W-was on the trail for the W-Wodni lakes. I saw the light of the c-camp and wanted to ask f-for help.- the coyote girl spoke with a scared voice and tears in eyes. Half of those were caused by the sudden assault of the officer and half was caused by her experience of faking a scared damsel.
-Hm, you're not local, that's for sure, and the Wodni lakes national preserve is only 10 km away from here.- the man let go of Constances throat and looked up and down her slim canid body. His eyes stared for too long at the firm hips hugged by the girls shorts and the shapes of the coyotes large nipples poking through the thin fabric of the tank-top. After no more then five seconds of pondering he turned towards the other two officers present in the shed and spoke to them in their dialect.
-"You guys want to fuck her? I admit, she has a nice body."-
-"Fuck yeah, it's been a over week since the last time I screwed anything. I got hard just from seeing you choke her."- said the black panther officer.
-"Me too. Heard these canids with their long muzzles are great at s_cking dick and my dick is aching for a good s_cking right now."- the grey goat officer nodded.
-"Allright. I'll give her an option of being a good, cooperative slut and letting us fuck her for the rest of the night, then we kick her out on her merry way towards the lakes in the morning. If she won't want to play along... we still are fucking her, but she lands dead in an umarked grave. Sounds good?"- the leading officer chuckled towards his companions who smirked back at him and waved their heads in mutual agreement.
The man turned back to bound Constance and spoke to her again in english.
-Miss, after some thoughts, me and my compatriots are willing to believe your story, but at the same time, we can't take chances that you approached the camp with ill intentions.-
-Are you going to incarcerate me?- the coyote girl asked, not letting the man acknowledge that she understood the conversation they had just now.
-That might not be necessary. See miss, in our culture, the act of mating is the show of highest trust in eachother. So if you would be so kind to let the three of us lay with you tonight, to show us, that you trust us as much, as we should trust in you. Then, we'll let you walk free in the morning.- the officer put on the most fake smile Constance had seen in her life.
She didn't spoke yet, eventhough she knew that refusing would mean a fatal end. She wondered how much luck could one have in unluck, the reason she ended up in this camp was a search for the large topaz idol that these three idiots stole from the Wodani lake people. If she plays this right, she not only will save her ass, but also get, or subtly pry out the information about the whereabouts of the tribal treasure. Most likely in a warehouse here or in one of the personal quaters of the imbecile trio, as one just mentioned that they didn't had a chance to leave the camp to get laid this week. No way they would leave something with value in the hands of some common conscript. She just needs some time to think.
-So how about it miss? Are you willing to mate with us?- the man spoke, lightly squeezing on Coyotkas arm in a sign of losing patience.
Constance gently bobbed her head up and down.
-If that's w-what it takes to gain your trust. Yes, I'll gladly let the three of you take me t-tonight.- the coyote girl agreed, not breaking her scared tourist act -But please be gentle, and can I have my arms free? It won't be comfortable for us if they are tied up like this.-
-Of course miss!- the officer said, then releasing and untying Coyotkas arms he pointed her towards the large field-bed with an old mattress on top, with a slap on the ass.
Finishing up another one of my old coloring projects that I had stuck inside the WIP folder for years. The original ink for this one was posted all the way back in 2013 https://www.furaffinity.net/view/11699473/ so it only took 11 years to get it done.
This time we're featuring Coyotka, and while working on it, I even got inspired to write up a little story that tells us all about her current predicament, yay! :3c
Done with black pen on ink and OC on colors.
Constance "Coyotka" Jotkowska and art © me ;3
Comments
Nopast
I really dig the coloring on this~ and the story is a nicely done companion to the piece
