Section X

Chapter Three

Written by S. M. Wolf and B. D. Foxx

Copyright © 2000 by S. M. Wolf and B. D. Foxx for BondoFox, all rights reserved. Reproduction and distribution of this work by any means without the expressed written permission of the author, or hotlinking from another website without the expressed written permission of the author and BondoFox, is expressly forbidden. Similarity to any person, living or dead, is coincidental.

Author's Disclaimer: This is a work of adult fiction. Under NO circumstances are minors to view, purchase, possess, or be offered this work. The author assumes NO responsibility in this matter. The author also assumes NO responsibility if the reader is offended by work of this type, as it does contain elements that may offend some readers, including bondage and domination, and in some cases, severe discipline. Consider yourselves warned, so there.

Chapter Three - Train to Treblinka

Tricia and Candy awoke near mid-morning to the sound of the train chugging through the countryside. The sun streamed down through a cloudless sky. Under other circumstances it would have been a glorious morning to be alive. Today though, the beautiful day seemed to be a mockery of all the terrible things that the war had brought to the rabbits.

Just before noon the train slowed at the outskirts to a major city. Through the cracks between the boards the rabbits could see large numbers of deserted houses and stores.

"Hey, this is Treblinka!" exclaimed Robert. "We've got a cousin who lives here."

James stirred from his sleep. Since receiving medical attention at Krakowhe had been recovering well, but he was still weak and needed as much rest as possible. The two brothers pointed out sites they knew as the train passed through the city. Other than seeming to be totally deserted, the city appeared to be in good condition with few signs of fighting.

The train entered a large switching yard. Several other trains could be seen moving about in the yard. Most were freight cars, but some were trains with cattle cars. After many stops and track switches, the train came to a large passenger terminal. Going underground, it was brought toone of the main platforms. In the harsh light of the electric lights over five hundred rabbits awaited the train.

The rabbits crowded against the side of the car facing the platform to watch what happened.

As soon as the train stopped Major Bond and his men quickly detrained and moved to the back of the train where the remaining empty cattle cars were located. It was impossible to see everything that was happening because of the train cars, but the rabbits could hear the cattle car doors sliding open. There were shouted orders, and then the rabbits started to board the train. They apparently were too slow for Major Bond. He ordered his men to hurry up the boarding. Tricia and Candy could hear the barked orders of the guards to the prisoners. Whenever one of the rabbits did not move quickly enough or displeased a guard the girls would hear the sickening sound of a rifle butt striking tender flesh.

In less than ten minutes the train platform was cleared. The Schutzstaffel guards slide the doors shut and padlocked them securely. While his men re-entered the train, Major Bond took a few minutes to talk with the lieutenant commanding the Schutzstaffel troops on the platform. As the last of his command entered the train, Major Bond broke off his conversation and headed back to the troop car. As he pulled even with the car containing Tricia and Candy, a voice hailed him from within the terminal.

"Major! May I have a word with you?"

From out of one of the tunnels leading to the main terminal a wolven Schutzstaffel major appeared. He was dressed similar to Major Bond. When he drew near, the girls could see the insignia on his cap. The symbol wasa stylized wolf's skull with two broken bones underneath it. They did not know it, but he was a interrogation specialist - a torturer.

"Greetings, Major...?"

"Major Bond, Tenth Camp Brigade, Fifth Fox Army, detached duty. And you are?"

"Major Klein, Special Methods Force, attached to the Fourth Wolf Army."

"How may I help you, Major Klein?"

"I have something special I need delivered to where you are going. Can you take care of this task for me?"

"Certainly, Major. What do you have and where do you need it delivered?"

"As to where it goes, Section Y. As to what it is..."

The wolven major turned and gestured to someone hidden within the shadows of the tunnel. An order was barked out, and the group moved forward into the light.

Major Bond's right eyebrow shot up at the sight of the group. There were three columns of six furs each. The twelve young wolf lieutenants from the Special Methods Force that made up the two outer columns were not unexpected. But the six does in the center column were a sight to make even the rabbits on the train stare.

Escorted by the wolves, six albino rabbits were marched across the platform. Even though sentience and civilization had mostly eliminated the need for camouflage, albino rabbits were still rare. All six of the does had the same build and were very close to the same height. They appeared to be young, certainly no more than nineteen years old.

Each doe was dressed in a hospital gown. The first doe's wrists had been securely tied with a rope. The rope was then looped around her neck several times and tied off so her paws were held tight to her neck. The rope continued on to the next doe to secure her wrists to her neck. The remainder had been tied together in the same manner to form a coffle.

The wolves stopped the albino does just in front of Cindy and Tricia's cattle car. Major Bond moved down the line to carefully look over the six albinos. They were obviously scared and some even whimpered as Major Bond reached out to stroke them with a paw.

"Major Klein, my compliments. These will make an excellent addition to Section Y. I will personally see that they are transferred there as soon as we arrive. Have they been broken?"

"No, I only allowed my students a short time with them. Albinos show damage so much better than the normal rabbits. It was good training for them."

"Your wolves or the does?" Major Bond slyly asked.

Major Klein laughed at the fox's innuendo.

Major Bond continued, "I'm sure the staff of Section Y will be more than happy to take up where your students left off."

Major Bond moved to the troop car and ordered several of his men back onto the platform. They unlocked Tricia and Candy's car door. While the rabbits inside were held back by guards pointing sub machine guns at them,the albino does were released one by one from their bonds and forced into the car. Once the last doe was inside, the door slid shut and was padlocked again.

The six albino does immediately lunged into the open corner to the left side of the door. They huddled as a group, tightly holding on to each other. The other rabbits had seen it all too frequently of late. They knew something terrible had happened to the does.

The train pulled out and continued its inexorable journey eastward towards the wolves' homeland. The pace had slowed to maybe ten miles per hour, but in less than three hours the rabbits could see the old border crossing point that separated the rabbit and wolf nations. Now the border was no more, and the checkpoint stood deserted.

The train continued onward relentlessly. By nightfall they were easily thirty miles inside the wolf nation with no signs of stopping. In the gathering gloom they could see the lights of wolf homes in the distance.

Throughout all this time the six albino does had remained nearly motionless in the corner. Every entreaty and words of consolation and encouragement had gone unanswered. Now in the twilight the rabbits could see one of the albino does get up and get a drink of water. The young doe's paws shook so badly she had trouble holding the ladle and spilled most of the water on the floor of the cattle car.

The albino doe shied away as one of the older does came up beside her. Gently taking the ladle from her paws, the doe refilled it and held it up to the frightened albino's mouth. She drank deeply. After the older doe refilled the ladle several times for the albino doe she suddenly broke down weeping hysterically. The older doe hugged her close and comforted her as well as she could under the circumstances.

Seeing the first doe break down, the other albino does started crying openly as well. Several of the older does moved over to comfort them. The sounds of their crying filled the cattle car for nearly an hour as darkness closed in on the rabbits.

Full darkness had descended by the time the albino does had calmed back down. Encouraged by the other rabbits, they were convinced to tell the story of what had happened to Treblinka and them.

The End Of Treblinka

The wolves had overrun Treblinka early on the fourth day of the war. Two armored divisions had circled around, engaged and crushed the few units the rabbit army could muster in a battle just to the west of the city. The armored divisions had continued on to drive deep into the rabbit nation, but a brigade of the wolven Schutzstaffel had entered the city.

The Schutzstaffel had gathered up all the rabbits and forced them into the various schools throughout the city. They were herded into the cafeterias, gymnasiums and auditoriums. Soon, though, the trains started arriving. The rabbits could hear the train whistles at the station, day and night.

The routine soon became clear. A train whistle would sound. The Schutzstaffelguards would show up and select families seemingly at random. The families would be marched to the train station. The trains would take them away. No one came back.

After five days most of the rabbits were gone from Treblinka. Several special Schutzstaffel units appeared in Treblinka. Through the windows of the schools the rabbits could see them removing valuables from the town and placing them on trucks that promptly headed eastward. A series of fuel trucks formed a series of westward bound convoys from the city's refinery.

On the sixth day the Schutzstaffel guards went through the remaining rabbits with great care. Some were sent away in Schutzstaffel trucks that had pulled up in front of the schools. Most were left where they were for deportation by the trains. But about one hundred were selected to be taken to the now empty central high school. Among them were the six young albino does living in Treblinka.

Even in a city the size of Treblinka, Felicia, Tammy, Sheila, Bethany,Velvet and Beverly were a rarity. They had been born within a month of each other and were now just turning seventeen. Each was almost identical in size and build. There had been rumors when they were born that they shared a common father, an albino traveling entertainer who had blown through the city like a small hurricane. Whatever the case, even though they lived in different parts of the city, they had been drawn together and formed their own little clique. The war had separated them, but now they found themselves together again in the main gym of the central high school.

For two days the rabbits were held in the gym by the wolven Schutzstaffel guards. They were fed well at the school's cafeteria and mainly left alone. At night they were even given cots and thin blankets from the emergency shelter equipment stored at the school to sleep on.

The third day at the school began as the other two had. Breakfast and lunch were served in the cafeteria as normal. Around three o'clock a Schutzstaffel officer appeared at the door of the gymnasium with a dozen guards. He looked about and wordlessly pointed to one of the males sitting on the floor. Four guards walked quickly over to the buck. Two grabbed him by the armsand pulled him to his feet. The rabbit looked around bewildered as the wolves marched him out the door and away from the gym.

"What do you want? I haven't done anything! Please let me go! STOP!"

The doors closed behind the wolves and rabbit. Silence was all that was left behind by the wolves.

Throughout the day the wolves would come and take away rabbits. None were ever returned to the gym. At first the wolves took bucks, but after dark they began to take does. Individually at first and then in pairs. At nine o'clock four does were dragged screaming in fear from the gym.

At ten o'clock the lights were turned off. The girls talked about the strange events of the afternoon and evening. They drifted off into sleep wondering what the next day would bring.

At midnight the doors to the gym clanged open and the lights came back on. Forty wolven Schutzstaffel guards entered with weapons drawn. Moving quickly, they marched down to the aisles of cots to where the six albino does lay.

The sergeant in charge pointed at the six does and ordered them, "Getup! Now!"

Bewildered, they complied. Several wolves fell in about them. Together they marched out the door and down the darkened hallways to a distant classroom.

The guards stopped them just outside the door of a science lab. A sign beside the door read "BIOLOGY". Through the open door the does could see the table where the instructor demonstrated various scientific principals for the students before allowing them to conduct their own experiments.

A large gray wolf stood at the table washing his paws and forearms in the sink. Unlike the other wolven Schutzstaffel soldiers the does had seen, he was striped to the waist and wore older dress pants. At the moment he was meticulously soaping his fur as he addressed the unseen students in the room.

"You have been shown a variety of methods today using live subjects. I trust you all took detailed notes?"

The instructor paused for a moment and looked up at the students. Affirmative sounds could be heard from deeper within the room. The wolf began to rinse the soap from his fur.

"I'm glad to hear that. At this point you are supposed to return to the barracks for rest. However, those in our trade may be called upon at any time to practice our skills. Regardless of fatigue or personal discomfort, we must perform with the utmost precision. So instead of returning to your barracks, you will now have the equivalent of a ‘pop quiz'."

Picking up a white towel, the wolf motioned the guards to bring the does into the room. The guards grabbed them by the arms and forced them through the door.

Inside a large table had been moved to the center of the room. Two soldiers were carefully cleaning it and the area around it. Six smaller tables were arranged around the central table; one at each end and two on either longside. Two young wolves sat at each of the smaller tables. They apparently had been receiving instruction on something. All had notebooks, paper pads and pencils on the tables in front of them.

The does were immediately assailed by the combined stench of fear, urine, blood and feces. Underlying it all was the musky scent of randy male wolves.

The head wolf pointed to the wall next to the door and ordered, "Line them up against the wall."

The wolf finished drying his fur. He walked over to the does and briefly looked them over.

"I am Major Klein. Be quiet and do as you are told," he arrogantly instructed the does.

Major Klein returned to the table and the head of the room and picked up several small white envelopes. He walked to the door and stood facing his wolven students.

"I have here instructions for each set of students. You will take one or more of these does and go to your assigned area. The instructions have explicit directions on how to get to each room, so you should not get lost. There will be a variety of items awaiting you there if you wish to use them. You may also request or improvise anything else if desired. Once at your assigned area you will apply the lessons taught here today. I will inspect your handiwork and grade you appropriately. I suggest that you do not disappoint me. The Schutzstaffel takes a very dim view of incompetent torturers."

The does hearts froze in their breasts at the wolf's final word. There was no doubt what the ‘pop quiz' would involve or who would be the subjects of the wolves' torture. Several of the does began to cry openly in anticipation of what was to come.

"As you can see, I have selected albino rabbits. We have found that their skin tends to cut more easily. Also their white coats will show any blood. For this exercise, I do not wish any blood drawn. You are too inexperienced for that. Instead you will utilize a variety of other tortures including bondage and rape. Since these does do not have any secrets, you will begraded strictly on technique, not for discovering information."

The wolf smiled evilly.

"We're keeping some low level rabbit army officers alive for you to learn how to extract information from unwilling participants."

The wolf gestured to a guard at the back of the room. The guard picked up six sets of leather straps and brought them forward to his commander.

"The student I give the assignment to will act as the leader. The other student shall act as a guard. You may either work as a team or sequentially. You will have several hours to work in, so take your time and be careful. These does will not be leaving Treblinka until mid-morning tomorrow."

The teacher held up one of the sets of leather straps the guard had brought him. It consisted of three leather cuffs connected together in a line with two short leather straps. Each cuff could be buckled and locked.

"The ‘guard' will be responsible for securing the prisoner and escorting her through the hallway. He will also select the doe you wish to use and apply the restraints to her. Now line up for your assignments!"

The students snapped to attention and formed a double line. The teacher handed one student an envelope and the other the restraints. As the first one read their assignment, the ‘guard' walked over to the doe of his choice. Grabbing her by the arm, he would turn her around to face the wall and then force her hard against it. With the two cuffs on the ends he would secure her wrists.

At first the does did not understand the purpose of the cuff in the middle. They watched as Felicia, the first doe selected, had her wrists secured. Still pressing her against the wall, the wolf grabbed her tail and pulled it straight out. The middle cuff was then secured about the base of the tail. It secured her arms at her sides with her hands near her flanks. In addition it made the simple act of walking tug on each does' tail.

The guards escorted the does back to the head wolf. He would turn around each doe and inspect the guard's handiwork. After tugging at the leather bonds he nodded his approval and sent the wolves and their victim out ofthe room.

One by one each doe was lead away through the darkened halls of the high school to their fate. After the last doe was led away, the Major picked up his clothing and went to one of the nearby bathrooms. He decided to indulge himself by taking a shower.

"After all, I have some time before I need to look in upon my students," he rationalized.

As he worked the shampoo into his fur, Major Klein remembered his first interrogation subject. It had been ten years ago. The Schutzstaffel had given his class several foreign indigent inmates at a mental institution to learn their craft upon. He had received a small shrew. She did not look like much, but he been able to make her last for six weeks, far longer than any of his fellow students had been able to keep their subjects alive. He had immediately moved to the head of the class.

Remembering some of the things that you done to her, his penis became unsheathed. Reaching down, he began to masturbate to thoughts of what his students were doing to the albino does right now. His cock began to jump in his paw as he came with a series of deep guttural growls.

The Major Klein finished his shower and dried his fur quickly. After giving his fur a thorough brushing, the Major donned his uniform. He adjusted his cap and gave himself a quick once over in the mirror. Satisfied with the way he looked, the Major left the bathroom and went to inspect his students' work.

Felicia

Felicia was marched from the classroom. The wolf guard had a strong hold on her left arm. Ahead of them the other student marched confidently towards their destination. At first Felicia thought they would return to the gymnasium, but instead they walked past it. She could hear the snicker of the wolf guards outside the gym doors as she was paraded past them. One even gave a low whistle as she passed by him.

The wolves led Felicia to the girls locker room adjoining the swimming pool. The locker room was typical of most high school locker rooms. A main aisleway went from the main doors to the entrance to the pool at the back of the locker room. To the left and perpendicular to the main aisle way were three smaller aisles. Both sides of the aisles were lined with lockers for the students to store their clothes in while swimming. Along the length of each aisle were long, narrow wooden benches. Each bench had a single four-inch diameter metal tube connected to the center of the bench top every four feet for legs. Each tube was securely bolted to the floor. At the far end of each aisle was a small shower room with an open door into the locker room. Each shower room had five adjustable shower heads located slightly above head high. At the far back were several toilet stalls.

The wolves turned on about half the lights in the locker room. Pools of light alternated with dark shadows. Together they marched Felicia down the center aisle to the far end. She was positioned at the end of the bench closest to the showers and turned around to face the bench.

"Release her," the lead wolf ordered.

The guard moved behind Felicia and began undoing her restraints. Out of the sight of his instructor, he did not bother to hurry or hide what he was doing. His paws roamed freely over the tight denim of her jeans as he reached slowly upward for the cuff secured about her tail. He pulled on it and her tail repeatedly as he slowly removed it. His companion merely watched with an amused look on his muzzle as Felicia's eyes grew steadily wider.

"Hurry up, Herman! We've got better things to do with her tonight, and I don't want the Major to chastise us for being too slow."

Herman's lips parted in an evil smile at thought of what was to come. Moving quickly, he unbuckled the two wrist cuffs and placed the leather restraints in one of the nearby lockers.

"There she is, Hans; all ready for you."

Felicia now stood at the end of the bench, absently rubbing her wrists to smooth the fur back down. Not knowing what else to do, she turned and watched the lead wolf Hans.

He reached into one of the nearby lockers and brought out one of the small wire baskets used to store clothes from within. Dropping it on the bench in front of her, he ordered Felicia, "Strip!"

Felicia sucked in her breath in fear. She tried to back away, but Hermanwas standing right behind her. He grabbed her arms and shoved her forward again.

"I said, ‘Strip!'" Hans repeated. "If you do not do so, we will strip you and then beat you for your disobedience."

Almost against her will, Felicia's paws went to the buttons on her blouse. She slowly undid them one by one, never taking her eyes off the wolf in front of her.

"Hurry up! We don't have all night!"

Felicia pulled the blouse off. Underneath were revealed her ample C-cup breasts held up with a frilly pink bra. Hans licked his muzzle in anticipation seeing the morsel before him. Felicia dropped her blouse into the wire basket.

"Now your shoes and jeans."

Felicia reached down and removed her sandals and placed them on the bench. A brief look of disapproval crossed Hans' muzzle before he reached down and took them off the bench. He turned and placed them in a locker.

Felicia looked down at the buttons holding her jeans closed. Her paws moved over them, releasing them one by one. Reaching behind her, she released the three buttons just above her tail. With the buttons released, Felicia's jeans slid halfway down her legs of their own accord. Herman was treated to the sight of a well-rounded rabbit ass framed with frilly pink panties. The view only improved as Felicia bent forward and pulled her jeans off her legs. The panties rode up over her ass revealing much fur underneath. Herman was practically panting at the luscious sight of the doe. She silently folded her pants and placed them in the basket.

Felicia now stood between the two wolves clad only in her panties and bra.

Hans pointed at Felicia bosom with his right paw and said, "Now the bra."

Felicia slowly removed the bra and placed it in the basket. Not knowing what else to do, she stood with her paws at her sides and awaited Hans' next order. It was not long in coming.

"Remove your panties!"

Felicia reached down and slid her thumbs inside the elastic band of her panties. Pushing downward, the slid them over her legs down to her knees. As she did so, she had to bend forward. From behind Herman could see her exposed pussy lips between her partially spread legs.

Hans reached out and grabbed Felicia by the scruff of her neck.

"Lift your tail and then hold still!" he ordered her.

Well aware of the view Herman would see, Felicia briefly hesitated. Hans cuffed her hard. Embarrassed at the prospect of showing this randy wolf her most private parts, she nonetheless lifted her tail.

Standing behind Felicia, Herman watched as her tail slowly rose up to lay flat against her back. The pink rose of her anus was revealed in all its glory. Felicia strove to clench her buttocks together and cover herself, but that only served to move her ass in a most delightful manner. The two wolves held her in this position for almost two minutes, never saying a word or doing anything more to her, yet by the time Hans released her and allowed her to finish removing her panties she was in tears. Felicia dropped her panties into the basket.

As Felicia stood back up, Herman grabbed both her arms and pinned them to her sides.

"Do you wish her restraints put back on, sir?" he asked.

"No, I think it's time for her shower."

Herman turned Felicia around to face the open doorway to the shower. Hans walked over and flipped the switch to on the light within the shower. Inside Felicia could see a pair of metal shackles set in the middle of the ceiling. They hung down to a point well above her head. Two more shackles were attached to rings firmly bolted into the floor.

Hans motioned Herman to bring Felicia into the shower room. Felicia tried to resist, but Herman's strength easily outmatched hers. Compelling her to stand in the middle of the shower facing the doorway, Hans reached down and forced Felicia's legs wide apart before attaching shackles to her ankles. Herman raised up Felicia's arms, and Hans secured the shackles to her wrists. The shackles made Felicia stand on her tiptoes with her legs parted wide.

The two wolves looked at each other and smiled wickedly. Then together they began to run their paws over Felicia's body, gently stroking her fur, cupping her breasts and butt, pausing at the entrance to her pussy but not penetrating. After ten minutes the wolves ceased their ministrations and stood in front of her. Felicia looked down and saw the beginnings oftwo serious bulges in the front of the wolves' pants.

"Shower time!" Hans cheerfully declared.

The two wolves went outside to stand on either side of the shower doorway. Like many institutional showers, this one had the controls for pressure and temperature located just outside the doorway. Reaching up, Hans set the temperature to the middle of the range and turned the water pressure up halfway. After a brief pause, the water began to spurt from all five showerheads. After a fitful start, it settled down to a steady stream.

Felicia's fur was now being soaked from the chest down. While a little cool, the water was not too unpleasant. She wondered what the wolves would do next.

"Do you know the proper way to take a shower?" Hans asked Felicia.

Caught off guard, Felicia could only shake her head no.

"You alternate between hot and cold water!"

Hans moved the temperature control all the way to the left. Felicia suddenly felt scalding hot water beating against her body. Through the steam suddenly rising up about her Felicia could see the grins on the wolves' muzzles as she began to scream.

Before any real damage was done, Hans reversed the temperature control and sent bone chilling water streaming out the showerheads. The steam instantly vanished, and Felicia's teeth began to chatter as the heat was suddenly replaced with cold. She tried desperately to avoid the water, but the shackles held her in place.

For the next 20 minutes Hans randomly alternated the temperature of the spray between hot and cold. He also slowly increased the pressure until the sprays were covering her body from the tip of her ears to her toes. Drenched and exhausted, Felicia eventually could not even amuse her torturers with her screams anymore.

The wolves turned off the water and allowed it to drain away. They released the drenched doe from her shackles. Before she could collapse to the floor, they grabbed her by the arms and dragged her out to the waiting bench.

Felicia was placed face down on the bench with her head just hanging free over the end. Her legs were draped on either side of the top. Her breasts were squeezed against the bench by her limp weight. Hans motioned Herman to one side.

Hans opened the locker on Felicia's right closest to the showers. From within he extracted a six inch wide black leather belt. Walking over to Felicia, he ran the belt underneath the bench and secured it tightly abouther waist. She could hear a small lock clicking shut. She was now trapped face down on the bench until the wolves chose to release her.

Hans opened up another one of the lockers and brought out a short wooden rod and two small pieces of rope. Kneeling beside Felicia, he placed the rod between the bench leg and the inside of her elbows. He then tied her wrists together on the opposite side of the leg. Herman assisted Hans by lifting Felicia up by the scruff of her neck until her head and chest were clear of the bench. Hans cinched the second piece of rope about the bonds of Felicia's wrists and then looped the other end about the bench top. Her arms were summarily pulled forward and the wooden rod pressed hard against the bench leg. Her arms were now firmly secured, but her head could lift up and the wolves still had some access to her breasts.

Hans reached behind the lockers and brought out a four foot metal rod about one inch in diameter. In each end an eye bolt had been secured. A couple of links of chain secured a leather ankle cuff to each eye bolts.

Standing in from of Felicia, he idly twirled the rod in front of her and asked, "Do you know what a spreader bar is?"

"Nnoo– No, sir." Felicia stammered.

"It's a very interesting device. It is often made of wood or metal. It can be anywhere from a couple of feet long to over six feet long. It holds a female captive's legs open while her captors take their pleasure with her."

Hans leaned down until his muzzle was in Felicia's face.

"Care to guess what this is?" he sneered.

Not waiting for her answer, Hans moved around behind her. Felicia looked back over her right shoulder as best she could. Placing the spreader baron the floor, Hans attached the cuff to her right ankle. Stepping over the bench, he picked up the other end of the bar with his right paw and grabbed her left ankle with his free paw. Pushing against the bar and pulling on her ankle, he forced her legs wide. Herman moved to assist his friend. Grabbing Felicia's right ankle, Herman held her leg while Hans secured the cuff.

Felicia was now firmly secured to the bench with her legs splayed wide open. Her pussy lips were pulled apart revealing the pinkness within to the leering wolves. But the wolves were not done yet.

Hans returned to the locker. From within he brought out a six foot length of very thin rope and two clothes pins. He attached the ends of the twine to the clothes pins by running it through the center of the spring and then tying off the ends. Hans reached down and attached the clothes pins one at a time to the tips of her ears. Felicia screamed as each clothespin grabbed into the sensitive flesh of her ears. Hans lay the rope down along the length of her back. Grabbing her tail with his left paw, he used his right paw to pull the rope painfully tight and loop it about the tip of her tail several times. A quick knot held it place. Now Felicia could not lower her tail without tugging painfully on her ears. She also could not lower her head back down to the bench.

Two wire baskets clattered to the floor in front of Felicia. The two young male wolves stood in front of her and began to remove their clothes. She watched as the dropped each piece of clothing into the baskets. Each was a fine specimen, well muscled with a fur coat glowing with health. Their cocks stood hard against their stomachs, each a good ten inches long now that they were unsheathed. Under other circumstances she might have enjoyed their attention, but not now.

Hans picked up the baskets and slid them back into the lockers. He handed something to Herman which he promptly palmed so she could not see it. Leaning down close to her face again, Hans told her, "Now our real fun begins."

She turned her head as much as she could to follow Hans as he walked down her right side. He trailed a paw along her back as he walked. She more felt than saw him swing his leg over the bench. Hans leaned forward and whispered into her left ear, "Now the ride begins."

Hans reached down and placed his paws on Felicia's ass cheeks. Placing the tips of his thumbs hard against her asshole, he spread her even further. Felicia felt something graze the inside of the crack of her ass just before Hans began to slowly shove his unlubricated dick into her asshole.

The pain of entry was bad. It felt like someone had wrapped sandpaper around a large pole and shoved it up her butt. Felicia gasped is pain as Hans slowly worked himself deeper into her. He had moved his paws to her hips, and now he held her in place with them. She could not breathe normally, only pant hard when Hans paused in his efforts.

Grunting and groaning, Hans worked his cock deep into the helpless doe, but he did not sheathe it entirely within her. She writhed underneath him, squirming as much as her bonds would permit. Her delicious movements excited him further. Slowly he withdrew all but the tip of his penis from her rectum before shoving it back into her with a single hard thrust. Felicia screamed in pain, but Hans continued. Slow withdrawal; hard forward thrust. He varied his timing so she was never sure what he was going to do next.

Eventually though Felicia's screams became more moans of pleasure as her body approached orgasm against her will. Now it was time for the final indignity.

Leaning forward, Hans said into Felicia's ear, "Do you know something interesting about canine males? They have a special little structure on the base of their penis called a knot. During mating it swells to about twice the diameter of the rest of their penis. It locks the male and female together for up to a half hour. Guess what? Mine's fully swelled now, and it's going right into your ass!"

Hans reached down and grabbed the edge of the leather belt about Felicia's waist. He shoved hard until his knot began to painfully push Felicia's anus open even further. Felicia screamed in agony.

Herman had been waiting for Felicia to start screaming. He stepped forward and inserted a large metal O-ring gag into her mouth. Rather than stifle her screams, it forced her mouth wide open. He quickly secured it into place with a strap. Now both ends of Felicia were painfully opened up.

With Felicia's sharp teeth safely taken care of, Herman was ready to begin having his fun. He grabbed her head and slowly brought his penis up to her mouth. At first Felicia was too dazed from the pain in her ass to comprehend what Herman was doing.

When the tip of Herman's cock brushed against her tongue and began traveling down her throat, she suddenly realized what happening. Unable to close her mouth to bite him, she tried to force him out of her mouth with her tongue. Unfortunately that only excited him even more. She could feel him swell obscenely in her mouth until it was filled with his cock.

Hans gave a full throated howl as he buried the last of his knot into Felicia's rectum and let loose the first of his hot discharge. She could feel his cum filling her behind with hot fluid.

Herman rammed his cock deeper into Felicia's throat until she could no longer breath. She was close to passing out when she saw two booted feet appear on the floor on her left side. The Major gently pushed Herman back far enough to allow her to breath again.

"Lieutenant, you must always remember to allow the victim to breath at regular intervals. Otherwise she will pass out and your work will have to be started again or worse she will die. Now take the next few minutes to practice."

For the next ten minutes, Herman would slide his penis in and out of Felicia's throat under the close supervision of the Major. Each time she was brought to the brink of passing out before Herman withdrew to allow her to breath. Finally thick cum welled up from Herman's balls and flowed down Felicia's throat.

Behind her, Hans continued to gush cum into her ass every couple of minutes. The Major inspected Hans' work as well while Herman continued his thrusts down Felicia's throat.

"Good! No tearing but immense discomfort. The ties are well-positioned though the cinch on the wrists is not well connected to the bench. Overall an acceptable job, but work on securing her paws better. She could have worked the rope tied to the bench loose."

Felicia felt both wolves' penises slowly soften. The Major took a few minutes to go over what the lieutenants had done. Felicia's cheeks burned at the frank talk of the males. They acted like she did not even exist even though both of the young wolves were still coupled to her.

The Major walked to the door. Just before leaving, he paused.

"When you had her in the shower, was she facing towards or away from the door?"

"Towards the door, Major," Hans replied.

"Try placing her facing away from the door next time. The water hitting her breasts can be particularly effective," suggested the Major as he left.

The two young wolves just grinned at each other.

A few minutes later both wolves withdrew from Felicia. She could hear an audible pop when Hans pulled out of her asshole. The wolves untied her and left her laying on the bench. While one quickly cleaned up the other would stand guard over her. They allowed her to use one of the stalls to relieve herself before returning to lie down on the bench again. The two males simply stood leaning against the lockers admiring the sight before them and regaining their own strength.

Felicia guessed a half hour passed when the wolves started moving again.

Herman moved to stand above her.

"Get up!" he ordered her.

Shakily Felicia rose to her feet. Herman did not even say a word. He simply pointed at the door to the shower. Knowing she had no choice, she walked forward into the shower.

"This time, we'll try Major Klein's suggestion and have you face inward. It will give us a great view of your tail anyway," Herman said.

Numbly Felicia stood in the center of the shower as the wolves once again secured her with arms pulled up painfully above her head. This time they used a different set of rings in the floor that allowed her to stand with her feet a comfortable distance apart. She was securely fastened, but she could move her body side-to-side a little.

The wolves walked around the shower and carefully adjusted each of the five shower heads. They were now pointed at several spots on her body.

Felicia heard the wolves leave the shower. Numbly she stared up at the showerhead in front of her. As she hung in the shackles awaiting her torture to start again the absurd notion crossed her mind that the long narrow shower heads with their rounded ends were very similar to a buck's erect penis.

Behind her Felicia heard the sound of Herman throwing the valve to start the showers. There was no easy start this time. The showers came on full blast with a stream of ice cold water. The shower heads on the sides struck her arms and legs. But they were virtually unnoticed as the stream in front of her arched out and struck dead center in her cleavage.

It felt as if someone had covered her tits in ice. Felicia screamed and tried to move away from the searing cold stream of water. But as her captors had intended her bonds only allowed her to move enough to let the stream strike squarely on one or the other of her breasts.

Felicia screamed for mercy as the water played over her body and soaked her fur. She tried to curl up and protect herself as well as possible, but the relentless spray continued on for what seemed like forever. Several times Hans shifted the temperature up so she would not go into shock or pass out from hypothermia, but always the icy streams returned.

Fortunately for Felicia the water torture only lasted about ten minutes. Her writhing had excited the randy wolven males again. They stood transfixed in the doorway watching her ass swing back and forth as she tried to avoid the cold streams of water. Both were ready to take their pleasure with her again.

Felicia was on the edge of unconsciousness when the water finally stopped. Dazed, she barely realized the two males had entered the shower. She was brought back to reality by the pain of Herman squeezing het tits between his thumbs and forefingers.

"Well, that couldn't have been too bad. Your tits are up, so you must be horny again," Herman said.

The two wolves released Felicia from the shackles. Weakened by her ordeal, she had to be carried back to the bench. The two wolves left her momentarily to get towels. Using them, they vigorously rubbed her down to dry her and return circulation to her limbs. Felicia did not even complain when they ran the towels up her inner thighs and over her pussy.

The wolves let her rest a moment to regain her composure. Then Hans turned to Herman and asked, "What are your orders, Sir?"

Herman looked down at the prone Felicia. She started trembling as he leered down at her.

"I want to see her face as I rape her. Hold her there as I secure her!"

Hans grabbed her and held her down as Herman retrieved some rope from one of the lockers. He began securing her to the bench with several loops around her chest just above her breasts. Next he made a loop just under her breasts before starting a series of figure eights with the rope passing between through her cleavage. Finally he wrapped several turns of rope about each of her breasts and tied the rope off around her right breast. The overall effect was to separate her breasts and make them stand up tall and erect. Felicia could feel them swelling as well as her blood was trapped in her tits.

Next Herman ran several loops around her stomach. He pushed down hard on her stomach to force her to exhale before tightening Felicia's bonds. She could now only take shallow breaths.

A short piece of rope was used to tie her wrists together in front of her with several loops. Herman secured a cinch rope around the first rope and passed the cinch rope back to Hans. Hans pulled her arms back until her wrists were behind her head and then tied the other end of the ropeto the bench leg.

Finally Herman retrieved the spreader bar and placed it under the bench. One at a time he secured the two cuffs to her ankles again. Herman used a length of rope to tie the spreader bar to the far bench leg, stretching her legs painfully tight.

Felicia now lay beneath Herman looking like an inverted Y. Her pussy lips lay spread wide, her asshole was clearly visible, and her tits were swelling to enormous size.

"Make her watch!" Herman ordered Hans.

Hans grabbed Felicia's still tender ears and raised her head up off the bench. She could relieve most of the pressure if she bent her head and looked down the length of her body at Herman's rapidly growing cock.

"First, let's take care of that asshole of yours," Herman said.

Felicia heard him rummaging around in one of the lockers just to his right. From within he extracted a tube of lubricant and a large butt plug. Unscrewing the top of the lubricant, Herman drizzled it over her anus. She involuntarily clenched her ass tightly as the cold fluid hit. She had to watch helplessly as Herman greased up the butt plug. She felt the tip graze her ass cheeks before Herman started to force it deep within her. She closed her eyed in a unsuccessful attempt to block out the pain.

Fortunately Herman was in a hurry, so all he did was force the plug into her. Once it was buried in Felicia's ass, he gave it a few quick pulls to make sure it was secured.

"Now the real fun begins!" Herman exclaimed.

Felicia tried to slide away from Herman's questing prick, but the ropes held her securely. She could only watch as Herman proceeded to force her pussy ever wider as he rammed his dick into her in a series of short, hard thrusts. The worst was yet to come, though. This time she had to watch as Herman's knot swelled ever larger as he buried his cock deeper and deeper into Felicia.

Finally the moment she was most dreading came. Herman began to force his humongous knot into Felicia's pussy. Felicia had had several bucks mount her before, but none were even close in size to either wolf. As Herman's knot entered her Felicia swooned briefly.

"I wonder if giving birth will be as bad as this?" she thought as she lost consciousness.

Several sharp stinging blows to her breasts from Hans brought Felicia back to consciousness. Herman had paused in his work when she lay unconscious beneath him. Seeing her awake again, he started thrusting again. Soon his entire cock, knot and all, was buried deep within her. Almost immediately she could feel hot streams of liquid erupting from Herman and spraying all over the insides of her pussy.

Herman was still making thrusts with his trapped cock as he looked up at Hans and said, "Your turn now."

Felicia looked up at Hans. He was holding the O-ring gag again.

"Open wide!" he ordered her.

Felicia felt him forcing the ring deep into her mouth and securing it with the straps. She expected him to immediately push his cock down her throat, but instead he stood over her upper chest. Reaching down, Hans pushed her breasts together. He then began making long, slow thrusts with his cock through the tunnel formed with her cleavage. He used his thumbs to gently play with her tits as well. His tail fur gently brushed up against her face.

Despite her predicament, Felicia felt her body begin to respond again. To be honest, the gentle rubbing of Hans' cock against her breasts felt good. Even the steady thrusting of Herman did not feel too bad now that her pussy had relaxed some.

When Hans moved back so he could thrust his now rock hard cock into Felicia's mouth, she tilted her head back as far as possible to receive him. Both males smiled at her submission to them. Grabbing both sides of Felicia's face, Hans began thrusting deeply into her throat. For her part, Felicia eagerly lapped Hans' shaft with her tongue.

Having watched Herman before him, Hans had no trouble pacing the depth and timing of his thrusts. Soon Felicia was writhing underneath the two wolves not in pain, but in sexual ecstasy. Felicia could feel the last of Herman's cum filling her pussy as Hans began to shoot hot liquid down her throat. Her body shook as her first orgasm hit.

Hans continued cumming for several more minutes. Felicia was peripherally aware of Herman withdrawing his now limp shaft from her pussy. He came to kneel by her head and watch her give his friend a hot blowjob.

As Hans' shaft inevitably softened, he withdrew from Felicia's mouth. She tried briefly to follow his retreating cock with her mouth, but her bonds prevented her from moving more than an inch. Nonetheless she stuck out her tongue in a vain attempt to get the last few drops of white semen on the tip of Hans' prick. She cried out when the butt plug was yanked from her rectum.

The wolves again allowed her to use a stall to relieve herself. When she opened the door she found not only the two young wolves but Major Klein waiting for her.

"In the future," Major Klein began crossly, "make it a point not to allow your subjects bathroom breaks. As I explained at some length earlier in your training, losing control of one's body functions is a good way to break a reluctant subject. Is that understood?"

The two chastened wolves looked at the floor sheepishly as they quietly replied, "Yes, Sir."

The Major returned his attention to Felicia.

"Stand up straight with your arms sticking straight out and your legs well spread!" Major Klein ordered Felicia.

Felicia followed the Major's orders immediately. He walked around her, gently running his paws over her body. When he returned to in front ofher, he pointed to the wall to her right.

"Lean up against the wall with your paws and legs well spread."

Felicia again complied with the Major's orders. Unsatisfied with her position, Major Klein used a boot to kick her feet even further apart and back from the wall. Kneeling between her legs, he grabbed her tail and forced it flat against her back. She could feel his breath on her butt as he carefully inspected her pussy and asshole with a finger.

"Severe irritation, but no permanent damage nor any cuts or bleeding. Good! This part at least you seem to be doing right."

The Major stood again.

"I think I can give you a passing grade. There is still a good two hours to go before we need to assemble the captives to the train station. If you wish, you may continue to pleasure yourselves. Carry on!"

After Major Klein left the wolves allowed her to rest again. They talked together in low whispers. Several times they pointed to the shower. Felicia shivered at the thought of going back into that shower again. But as she watched lying on the bench, she had an upside-down view of Hans and Herman going into the shower and removing the shackles in the ceiling. In their place they installed a pair of lighter shackles that were longer. She wondered what they were for. Felicia's answer was soon in coming.

Herman and Hans returned to the bench and grabbed Felicia. Physically lifting her from the bench, they carried her by her arms to the shower. She tried vainly to struggle, but her exhaustion and their greater strength made it a futile effort.

Hans and Herman forced Felicia to stand in the center of the shower for a third time. As Herman held her arms tight behind Felicia, Hans lay down on his back with his hips underneath the shackles.

"Straddle his hips!" Herman ordered Felicia.

Felicia did as ordered. Herman released her arms momentarily before securing her wrists in the shackles. Kneeling, he next attached shackles to her ankles, forcing her to stand with her legs spread wide. It was clear that Hans was enjoying the view from his position on the floor. Once again his cock started to unsheathe.

Herman moved to the doorway and turned on the showers again. This time it came out as a soft, warm spray. Herman moved about the shower adjusting the showerheads so they sprayed on Hans' loins. Hans placed his paws behind his head to form a pillow and waited expectantly.

Herman returned to his position on Felicia's left side.

"Squat!" Herman ordered Felicia.

Felicia stood directly over Hans' now engorged prick. If she squatted she would impale herself on him.

"Please, no. I don’t want to do that!" Felicia said.

"Your wishes are of no concern to us. Now squat!" Herman replied.

Felicia tried to move away, but Herman grabbed her hips and began to relentlessly push down. Hans reached down and guided his cock into her pussy. Herman continued pressing downward until all of Hans' cock except his knot was buried in Felicia. For the second time that day she had a randy male wolf filling her pussy.

Hans moved his paw to Felicia's upper thighs. Grabbing them, he was able to force her to remain squatting, unable to get away from his already throbbing prick.

Herman briefly left the shower again to get something from one of the lockers. Felicia would have tried to see what he was doing, but she was mesmerized by the sight of Hans lying beneath her, licking his muzzle in obvious pleasure while he stared at her breasts. "Now let's get you lubed up again," Herman said from behind Felicia.

Felicia turned her head to the left just in time to see the top from the tube of lubricant fall to the floor. Herman leaned forward and forced her tail up against her back with his left paw. With his right he squeezed a generous amount of lubricant over her asshole. Dropping the tube to the floor, her proceeded to spread the lubricant over her butt, even using two fingers to force it up inside her asshole. When he was done, Herman wiped the excess onto his now fully erect cock.

"Lean forward!" Herman ordered Felicia."And keep your tail up, or I will cut it off so it doesn't get in the way."

Felicia leaned as far forward as her bonds allowed. Her paws were now held high above and behind her head. As Herman shifted his paws back toher hips, Hans took advantage of her position to reach up and grab Felicia's breasts. His fingers pressed deep into her tender flesh. Felicia gave several cries of pain as Hans pulled and twisted her breasts.

Herman moved to stand directly behind Felicia, straddling Hans' thighs. Placing his left palm flat against her lower back, Herman used his right paw to guide his prick to its target. Meeting little resistance from Felicia's already well-stretched anus, Herman was able to almost hilt his cock into her with a single long, hard thrust.

Felicia now had two large, horny male wolves deep within her. Together they began to thrust in an out of her in tandem. She first cried out in pain from her abuse, but her body yet again betrayed her. Her high-pitched screams of pain were soon replaced by lower moans of pleasure. She began to ride the males' erections, moving forward as they withdrew until just the very tip of their pricks remained in her and then shoving backwards hard to meet their combined thrusts.

Soon though both wolves had their knots buried into her. Unable to move,Felicia could only stand there and accept the multiple streams of hot wolven jism spraying deep into her body as water dribbled down her sides and front.

Despite the multiple orgasms coursing through her body, Felicia cried in anger and disgust at what the wolves were doing to her.

"What else happened?" Tricia asked Felicia.

"They cleaned themselves up. Then they washed me down as well. They seemed to take a lot of delight in shoving the soap bar into me. After that we went back to the classroom. Hans and Herman had to practically carry me back to the Biology classroom. I was naked and soaking wet."

"The Major looked me over when we got back. I had to lean up against the wall and have him probe my private parts again. Then the Major forced me to sit there in a chair until everyone was back. Finally they gave us these hospital gowns, tied us up in a line and took us off to the train station. You know the rest."

The rabbits sat silently for some time digesting Felicia's tale. Then another of the albino does stood up and declared in a loud if wavering voice, "My name is Velvet, and this is what those monsters did to me."

Velvet

They had brought her to one of the Home Economics classrooms used to teach sewing. Near the door were four rows of sewing machines. At the far end of the room, about a dozen desks sat facing a blackboard on the far wall. On either side of the desks were two very large tables with gray plastic tops used for measuring and cutting fabric. Adjacent to the door were a pair of dressmaker mannequins.

The wolves stopped her just inside the doorway. The leader of the wolf pair turned to the other wolf and said in feigned shock, "Erwin, I do believe those mannequins are naked!"

Erwin turned from side to side to look at each mannequin.

"Manfred, I do believe you are right! What do you think we should do about it?"

"Why, I don't know! Maybe this pleasant little female can help us."

Manfred leaned close to Velvet's face.

"What do you think we should do, little girl?" he asked Velvet.

Velvet had no clue what the wolves wanted, but she gamely replied, "Cover them up?"  Manfred laughed.

"A fine idea!  Why don't you do that for us?  With your clothes."

Velvet swallowed hard.   She had hoped to be spared the indignity of appearing nude before these two wolven males.   While not a virgin, she was not as promiscuous as some of her fellow does.   She felt very uncomfortable at the thought of removing her clothes in front of these two male wolves.

"Maybe I can find some fabric to drape over them instead?" she haltingly asked.

Manfred actually laughed at her suggestion. Gesturing to Erwin, he had Velvet's restraints removed. Erwin in a moment of inspiration placed them on one of the mannequins.

"I don't think that's quite enough to cover her up properly, Erwin," Manfred advised his friend. "I think the doe's clothes are still needed."

Manfred's manner suddenly hardened.

"Put your outer clothes on that mannequin," he said while pointing to the dummy on her right, "and your underclothes on that one," he said pointing to the other dummy.

Velvet was suddenly angry at the wolves for what they were doing to her. Stubbornly Velvet refused. Standing with her back straight, she stared Manfred in the eyes and said, "No! I will not!"

"Then we will do it for you!" Manfred growled at her.

Erwin grabbed her arms and pinned them to her side. Manfred reached out and grabbed the top of her blouse. He jerked it open hard, sending buttons flying everywhere. With Erwin's help he got it over her arms and threw it to the floor.

"Cut her bra straps!" Manfred ordered Erwin.

Erwin leaned forward. Velvet felt his snout pressing into the middle of her back. His mouth opened. Sharp fangs closed on her bra straps and cut them one by one. With the final one cut, her bra fell to the floor leaving her breasts exposed.

"I love doing that!" Erwin whispered in Velvet's left ear.

Manfred reached out and began to gently stroke Velvet's breasts.

"As you will quickly learn, we do not tolerate refusal to obey our orders."

Manfred's paws closed on Velvet's breasts. He dug his fingernails hard into her tender flesh and twisted. Velvet's head went back, and she screamed at the sudden pain. Manfred continued pulling and twisting Velvet's breasts for several seconds more before releasing his grip.

"We will stop.   For now.   But you will receive additional punishment later for your insolence.   Now it's time to get rid ofthe rest of your clothes."

Manfred dropped down to his knees in front of Velvet. He undid her belt buckle and the button and zipper of her pants. Gripping the top her pants on either side, he pulled her pants down to her knees with a single hard yank.

Manfred reached back up and grabbed the front of Velvet's panties and bunched the fabric in his right paw.   Her panties cut deeply into the cleft of her pussy.   Manfred lifted her panties upward, applying pressure to her clit.   Velvet tried to twist away from Manfred's paw, but Erwin kept her firmly in place.

Suddenly Manfred yanked downward and pulled her panties down to her knees. Velvet's exposed pussy was right at muzzle level for Manfred. He promptly took advantage of that fact by leaning forward and burying his snout into her cunt. He inhaled the beautiful smell of a scared female in heat. His tongue flicked out and ran over her pussy lips. He could hear her startled intake of breath as she felt his rough tongue moving over her hot snatch. She tasted fantastic. Later he would take his time with her, but first things first.

Manfred undid Velvet's shoes and tossed them into a corner. He pulled down her pants and panties. They joined her shoes in the corner.

Standing back up, Manfred pointed to the far end of the room and ordered Velvet, "March!"

Still with her arms being held by Erwin, she was quickly marched to the front of the room. One of the desks had been turned to face to the right. The chair was drawn back. On top of the desk were several short pieces of rope.

When they got to the desk, the wolves forced Velvet to sit in the chair. Manfred handed a couple of pieces of rope to Erwin. Together they began to secure her to the chair.

First her arms were put over the chair back and her wrists were tied to the back legs as far down as possible. This caused Velvet to have to arch her back and thrust her tits upward. Next the wolves tied off her arms at the elbows to the back of the chair. With her arms secured like this she could not move her upper torso at all. She was also forced to stare right into the light fixture above her.

Next the wolves positioned her ankles on the outside of the front legs and used two more pieces of rope to tie her ankles to the bottom of the back legs. Drawing the ropes tight effectively hog-tied her to the chair. Two more pieces of rope were used to secure the top of her thighs to the front legs just below the seat. She was thus positioned on the edge of the seat with her legs and pussy held wide open.

Velvet could hear the wolves move to the large table in front of her. By bending her neck and straining her eyes down as far as they could go, she was just able to see the top of the table.

A large duffel bag had been placed on the table. The wolves removed several items from the duffel bag. She could make out two packs of clothespins. Erwin opened them and began to arrange them in two rows on the table. Manfred meanwhile picked up something from the table. He turned around and walked over to stand at Velvet's right side. He held up his prize.

"Do you know what these are?" he asked Velvet.

In his paw he held cordless electric fur trimmers.

"NO!  Please don't shave me!" Velvet pleaded.

Without a word Manfred turned on the trimmers. He ran them over Velvet'sright breast. She could feel her fur falling down into her lap. Scared, she at first missed the effect the vibration of the trimmers was having on her. Soon though, her tits were hardening until her nipples stood up almost an inch. She could feel a growing fire in her loins as well.

Manfred moved over to Velvet's left side and began shaving her left breast. As the clippers moved over her left breast, her body exploded in an intense orgasm. Not caring that both wolves were watching her and delighting as she soaked her pussy and the chair seat, she simply threw her head back and yowled. She became aware both wolves were laughing just before Manfred applied the trimmer to her left tit again and sent her off into another orgasm.

Manfred quickly finished shaving Velvet's left breast as she sat panting hard from the effects of her second orgasm. He waited a few minutes for the doe to regain her senses

When Velvet's breathing returned to normal, Manfred leaned down and gently blew the fur clippings from her breasts. Velvet could feel goosebumps forming from a combination of the hereto unexperienced sensation of air rushing over the unprotected skin of her breast and sexual excitation at the male's warm breath. Despite her predicament, Velvet's body was responding strongly to these males.

"Why did I have to be in heat now?" she thought to herself.

Manfred reached down and brushed the loose fur from Velvet's lap. He also took the opportunity to stroke her soaking wet snatch. Velvet tried to move away from his questing paw, but the ropes held her firmly in place. Manfred only enjoyed her squirming under his ministrations.

With a final quick brush of his paw across her lap, Manfred stood upand walked over to the table. Manfred and Erwin leaned close to one another and discussed something in whispers. Reaching some decision, both took a clothespin off the table and moved to stand beside Velvet: Manfred on her right, Erwin on her left. They leaned forward slightly so their muzzles were above her head. In the harsh glare of the light bulb above her head, she could only see their muzzles in silhouette.

"We will begin now with your exam," Manfred informed Velvet.

"Exam? What exam?" Velvet asked in confusion, turning her head back and forth to try to get a better view of the two males.

"Why, the final exam we are going to give you. Unfortunately for you, we are not going to be as nice as your normal instructors. You see, instead of deducting points when you give a wrong answer, we are going to add aclothespin to your breasts. There will be one hundred questions. I suggest you concentrate very hard on getting all of them correct."

Velvet could only shake her had in dazed confusion. Were these wolves serious? Would they actually put clothespins on her delicate breasts?

With rising dread she answered her own unspoken question.

Yes, they would. And they would enjoy doing it.

From out of the light, Manfred's silhouette asked the first question.

"What is the capitol of the Rabbit Republic?"

Velvet nearly laughed. Talk about an easy question! Any rabbit over eight years old knew the answer.

Confidently Velvet replied, "Warsaw!"

"I'm sorry, but that is incorrect," Manfred announced.

"WHAT?!" Velvet screamed.

"There is no longer a Rabbit Republic, so it cannot have a capitol. That is your first incorrect answer and your first clothes pin."

Velvet felt Manfred pinch her right breast at the top of her cleavage. Holding a large fold of her shaved skin with his right paw, he applied the clothespin with his left paw.

Velvet's breathing grew labored as the pain began. It was not as bad as when Manfred had grabbed her breasts before, but it was far from comfortable.

Erwin asked the next question.

"To the one thousandth significant digit, what is the value of pi?"

Velvet began to cry. It was obvious the questions were rigged. She had no chance. Her breasts were going to be covered by all one hundred clothespins. She nearly grew hysterical at the thought of the pain to which her tender tits would be subjected.

"I am waiting for your answer, young girl!" Erwin said.

"I don't know; I just don't know!"

"Too bad!" replied Erwin.

Erwin grabbed a large fold of skin on her left breast near the bottom edge of the shaved area. Without pausing he attached a clothespin to it. Her breathing became more ragged.

One after the other the two male wolves would ask questions she had no hope of answering in rapid succession.

The first tears began to leak from Velvet's eyes around the tenth clothespin.

Her fur was soaked with sweat by the thirtieth clothespin.

By the fiftieth clothespin she was bawling her eyes out.

Around the eightieth she began to scream uncontrollably from the pain. The wolves paused briefly at that point, but began again as soon as she settled down again.

Finally there were only two clothespins left.

Manfred pointed to Erwin and said, "You ask the next question. I want the final one."

Erwin thought for a second. From out of the light Velvet heard his voice ask, "How many rabbits were raped by the First Wolf Army after the battle of Berlintz?"

Desperate, Velvet guessed, "One hundred."

"Sorry, the correct answer was 1,837 according to official records. Unofficial accounts and my memory place the number much higher."

Taking his final clothespin, he moved it over her breast before releasing it.

Velvet had thought the first ninety-eight clothespins were bad. The ninety-ninth one clamped down hard on her left nipple, squeezing it cruelly. Despite her ropes, she bucked furiously at the fresh pain coursing through her body.

Eventually her frantic movements subsided. She waited in dread for the final clothespin.

Manfred leaned in close to her face and asked his final question.

"How long is the knot on my penis going to be buried in your asshole?"

Manfred did not even wait for Velvet to answer. As shocked recognition of the implications of his question registered on her face, Manfred clamped the final clothespin down on her right nipple and twisted.

Both wolves had to grab the chair to stop it from falling over because of Velvet's uncontrolled thrashing about in her bonds. Physically exhausted and with the last of her energy expended, she slumped down and tried to endure the pain of the one hundred clothespins that cover her breast like porcupine quills.

Velvet heard the Major's voice from behind her.

"Nice. Very nice."

The two younger wolves straightened at his obvious tone of approval. Velvet saw the Major walk around in front of her. He ran his paws over the clothespins, seemingly able to hit all one hundred of them in the space of a few seconds.

"They are well attached and have just the right amount of flesh. I see you also were economical in shaving her. Just enough for what you were going to do. That leaves plenty more fur to shave if needed. And it leaves a certain level of anticipation and dread with the subject. Most furs cannot stand the thought of being completely shaved."

Major Klein turned to Manfred. "How long did you make this last?" he asked.

Manfred checked the clock.

"We went as quickly as we thought safe. It has been about ninety minutes since we started," he replied.

Through numbed senses Velvet heard how long they had been torturing her.

"Only ninety minutes? It felt more like ninety days!" she thought to herself. "When is it going to end?"

The Major continued his examination of Velvet.

"Did she pass out at all?"

"She came close a few times, but we slowed the pace down, and she did not."

The Major reached out and grabbed her muzzle. When she was able to focus her eyes she realized he was forcing her to look at him.

"You are to be commended. I know how intense the pain is. Too bad the worst is yet to come. I've had victims of this type of tit torture tell me giving birth was less painful than removing this many clothespins."

The Major turned to Erwin and asked, "What do you intend to do now?"

Erwin replied matter-of-factly, "We intend to leave the clothespins on for fifteen more minutes. We have already decided to move her to the table before removing them. Then Erwin will take over. After removing the clothespins we will complete her torture by raping her after giving her another rest period."

Major Klein nodded his approval of the students’ plans.

"Good. Remember, this is a severe torture. If you feel her skin under the first clothespins you applied, you will note it is cool to the touch and slightly bluish."

As he spoke, the Major guided each student’s paws to appropriate areas on Velvet's breasts and had them place a finger on her skin.

"Both are signs that circulation has been severely restricted. Since we wish her to be in good shape for the future, make sure her skin is not damaged irreparably tonight. When you remove the clothespins, go slowly starting with the first one you applied. The return of circulation will bring intense pain. She may well pass out several times. Be careful in your timing and go slow if you have any doubts."

With his final words of instruction, the Major turned on his heel and headed for the door.

"I will return later to evaluate the second part of your work," he called back over his shoulder as he left the room.

Together Manfred and Erwin turned the chair so Velvet could watch the clock. She had never seen the second paw move so slowly, not even during the final class before Summer Break. The pain in her breasts was terrible, but through her mind ran the Major's comments about removing the clothespins.

Pain even worse than childbirth? How could she endure it?

Finally the fifteen minutes were up. Erwin and Manfred cut the ropes that bound her. Manfred picked her up and carried her over to the table where Erwin waited.

The table was meant for students working with large bolts of fabric, so it was large and sturdy. The top was five feet by twelve feet in size. There were six legs, one at each corner plus one in the middle of the long sides. Each was made from 4x4 maple. Four inch wide oak spreader bars ran around the table about eight inches beneath the top to give the table strength and stability. The top was made from Bakelite, a hard, slick plastic. It felt cool against her back as Manfred laid Velvet down lengthwise on the table. Her head was near enough to one end that the tips of her ears actually flopped over the end of the table. Manfred also took a small, hard pillow with a leather cover and placed it under her head and shoulders. It bent her head forward and forced her to look down the length of her body.

Erwin had gotten more rope from the bag. He used a four-foot length to tie her right wrist to the table leg above her head and to her right. Another piece of rope secured her left wrist to the other table leg above her head. Pulling the ropes taut thrust her breasts up into the air as Velvet arched her back to try to relieve some of the pressure.

Erwin brought out two more pieces of rope. He wrapped one end of a rope around Velvet's left ankle before tying it securely. After pulling that rope taut, Erwin tied the other end of the rope to the farthest leg on her left. He repeated the procedure with her right leg. Her body was pulled tightly into an X on top of the cold, hard table.

Erwin moved to her left side again. He motioned for Manfred to take her other side.

"Now it is time to remove our little handiwork."

Reaching out, Erwin removed the first clothespin he had placed on her left breast. At first the only feeling was a relief from the pressure. But after a second sensation began to return to her flesh. At first it began to tingle. Rapidly though the tingling turned to a burning fire as the blood rushed back into her skin. Velvet's eyes opened wide, and she began to pant hard. Not even sleeping on her arm all night prepared her for pain of a million small needles piercing her tit.

Manfred waited patiently. As Velvet showed the first signs of starting to return to normal, he reached out and removed a clothespin from her right breast. She gasped a few seconds later when the full height of the pain registered.

The wolves continued ever so slowly removing the clothespins one at a time. Soon her screams of agony filled the room. The males took several breaks to make sure she never quite passed out. She strained and twisted in her bonds, but she was never able to evade their paws as they moved to her breasts and ever so gently removed another clothespin

Somewhere in the middle the pain made her lose control of her bladder. The stream of urine arched out from her urethra and landed on the table. Manfred wiped up the mess with a towel.

Erwin leaned close to her left ear and said, "That is another thing you will need to be punished for. And I have just the right tools for doing it!"

Erwin fumbled around in the duffel bag for a few seconds before bringing out two items. One appeared to be a tube of some sort of ointment. She could not figure out what the other thing was.

Erwin saw the confusion on her face as she stared at his toy. He grinned.

"This is going to be fun," he thought to himself.

Erwin held the toy in front of Velvet's face and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Velvet looked it over. It was about six inches long and made from some dark wood sanded very smooth. The surface must have been given many coats of varnish because it glistened in the light of the room. It was somewhat pear-shaped with a blunt end about half an inch in diameter. The diameter smoothly flared out to two and one half inches just before a one-inch long T-handle at the base of the object.

Unable to hide her confusion, Velvet replied, "No, I've never seen anything like it before."

"It's called a butt plug. It is inserted into the subject’s rectum causing intense discomfort. It also prevents the subject from making any more messes on the table while we are torturing her."

Erwin held up the tube of ointment.

"And just for good measure, we use an oil-based lubricant with a mild irritant when inserting it."

Velvet watched in horror as he applied a generous coating of lubricant to the butt plug. Involuntarily she covered her asshole with her tail. Manfred reached out and pressed her tail painfully hard against the table. She had to watch as Erwin held the tube high in the air and allowed the contents to drizzle onto her exposed anus.

At first Velvet could only feel the coolness of the lubricant as it fell on her body. In a few moments though, the coolness began to warm as her body heat activated the pepper oils in the ointment. It never got hot enough to start a strong burning sensation, but she was very aware of theointment.

Erwin rested the tip of the butt plug against her anus. At first he only pressed gently. By clenching her muscles, she could keep the buttplug out. But Erwin continued to press harder, and eventually the tip entered her. Unable to do anything else, she changed her tactics and tried to relax her anal muscles. She was partially successful, and there was only moderate discomfort as inch after inch of the butt plug slid up into her ass.

Erwin paused just before the thickest part of the butt plug disappeared into Velvet. Grabbing the handle with both paws, he proceeded to rotate the plug in her ass hole. The strange sensation of the surface of the buttplug rubbing against the inside of her ass sent Velvet off into her third orgasm. Just as she reached the height of her climax, Erwin rammed the rest of the plug home into her butt.

"And to make sure we have no more little ‘spills', we'll just put one of our clothespins back on where it will do the most good." Erwin informed Velvet.

Taking one of the clothespins, Erwin reached down and pulled apart Velvet’s pussy lips. Sighting his objective, he clamped the clothespin down on her exposed urethra. Velvet screamed in pain as the jaws of the clothespin bit into her soft flesh.

Once again the wolves began to remove clothespins from her tits until only the two clamped on to her nipples were left.

"Together?" Erwin asked Manfred as he grasped the last clothespin onher left breast.

Manfred grabbed the last clothespin on her right breast and replied, "Together!"

Each male wolf yanked hard straight up on his clothespin. Her breasts were stretched several inches before the clothespins let go with a sudden snap.

As Velvet lay howling in pain on the table, Erwin looked at the clock.

"Three hours. Not bad time all things considered. And we even managed to keep her from passing out."

Erwin gauged Velvet's condition carefully. He had to admit she had been through a lot, but they wanted to do one last thing before taking her back.

"Let's give her a half hour to recover and then finish her."

Velvet lay on the table resting. The males moved across the room to the other large table and removed their clothing. She turned her head towatch them carefully fold their clothes and lay them neatly on the table. Like the other Schutzstaffel students, underneath the clothes were two well-muscled athletes in the best of health.

The wolves each took a chair and placed it on either side of the table. Velvet was acutely aware of the two naked males sitting and staring ather nude body. Several times when she looked in the direction of one a paw would move to his crotch and he would begin to stroke his sheath. Soon the pink tip of each males' penis was sticking out of their sheath.

The half hour passed in silence except for the breathing of the three furs. Suddenly Erwin stood up and recovered the shears.

"Now it is time for your punishment. Because you were insolent when you were ordered to strip, you will now have your vagina shaved and be beaten and raped by both of us as punishment."

Velvet could only watch as Erwin turned on the shears and began to run them over her pussy. Once again her body betrayed her. As the shears came into contact with her clit she began bucking in the throws of her fourth orgasm.

Erwin finished quickly and brushed away the remaining fur cuttings and the clothespin holding her urethra shut even before Velvet finished climaxing. Rapidly he scrambled onto the table and positioned himself on his knees between her open legs. Grasping his now fully erect cock in his paws, he rammed almost half of it up within her pussy in a single hard thrust.

Erwin leaned forward and placed his paws on Velvet's very tender breasts. As she lay gasping in a combination of pain and pleasure, he mounted her with a series of ever-stronger thrusts. Just as his knot began swelling, he buried it deep within Velvet. They were locked together.

Erwin continued to make thrusting motions as he filled Velvet's pussy with his hot cum. After fifteen minutes, he was able to withdraw from her. A small river of white froth trailed down her pussy onto the table.

Erwin climbed off the table and motioned to Manfred to mount Velvet.

"Let's turn her over first. Then we can beat and rape her at our whim."

The two male wolves undid the ropes holding her down. She struggled briefly, but a hard rap to the side of her head from Manfred convinced her to remain still.

Manfred removed the pillow underneath her and ordered Velvet, "Turn over onto your stomach!"

Meekly Velvet complied. They moved her to the center of the table. The leather pillow was placed under her hips. As the ropes attached to her wrists and ankles were pulled tight, she was stretched out over the top of the table with her tail sticking up prominently.

Manfred opened the duffel bag again and removed another rope. He looped the middle portion of the rope around Velvet's waist several times before tying it off at her spine. Manfred and Erwin then took the remaining length at either end and used it to secure her to the center table legs. Velvet was securely fastened to the table, unable to move at all.

Erwin took a short length of rope and tied one end to the tip of her tail. He passed the other end under the rope about her waist and tied it off. Now Velvet could not even move her fuzzy little tail to protect herself.

Manfred took his time. As he crawled up onto the table and knelt between Velvet's legs, Manfred noticed that Erwin had left the tube of lubricant laying beside the doe. He reached down and coated his own erect penis from tip to base with the ointment. The ointment felt warm, but not too uncomfortable.

Velvet watched over her left shoulder as the crazy male applied the ointment to himself. The banked fire in her ass told her what was happening to him. Still, it did not seem to bother him too much. He moved to all fours with his paws straddling either side of her chest. He leaned down until his muzzle was beside Velvet's face. She could feel his hot breath on her right cheek.

"Remember how I asked you how long I would have my cock up your ass? Now we both get to find out the answer!"

Manfred pulled back until his head was even with Velvet's ass. Reaching out with his right paw, he twisted the butt plug jammed in her asshole. Velvet clenched her teeth at the combination of pain and pleasure that ran through her body.

Manfred paused for a moment, and then grabbed the base of the butt plug in his teeth. As he ever so slowly pulled back he was treated to the beautiful sight of Velvet's anus first puckering outward and then opening wide from the pressure applied from within. For her part Velvet could only clench her teeth against the pain as the plug was pulled from her rectum.

Manfred got rid of the butt plug to one side with a toss of his head. Moving back into position, he kneeled between Velvet's wide-open legs. Clenching her ass cheeks, he forced them even wider. Teasingly he ran the tip of his prick up and down the crack of Velvet's ass before it finally came to rest in the center of her pink anal rose.

Finally ready, Manfred thrust hard. Already loosened by the butt plug and lubricated by the ointment, he was able to hilt his cock into Velvet's asshole with a single hard thrust. Velvet screamed as he forced his way into her, but Manfred did not pause. Instead, he withdrew and thrust again just as hard. Velvet's body practically bounced against the table. Without the ropes she would have been thrown off the far end.

After several of these hard thrusts, Manfred moderated his motion. Instead he would use several short, rapid thrusts to work the entire length of his cock in and out of Velvet's ass. The new motion was even pleasurable to Velvet, and she felt her body start to swell towards orgasm as quickly as Manfred's shaft and knot were swelling.

After five minutes of playing with Velvet, Manfred was ready. Tightly grasping her hips, he drove his cock into her until his knot was firmly anchored in her asshole. He continued to make short thrusting motions as he creamed in Velvet's rectum.

Erwin walked around in front of the coupled pair. Velvet looked up dazedly and saw that he had two belts in his paws. While Manfred had been raping her, he had retrieved the wide leather dress belts from the coats of their uniforms. Each was easily two inches wide and appeared to be made of very thick leather. They were obviously meant to withstand the rigors of army use.

"As you may recall," Erwin began, "you did several things we promised to punish you for. My friend is finishing up his pleasure at the moment, but when he is done we will beat you for your insolence and disrespect. Perhaps in the future you will learn from this experience not to defy us."

Velvet could only watch helplessly as Erwin stood tapping his belt impatiently against his paw. Knowing what would come when Manfred was done, she tried to stave off the inevitable. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the cock stuck up her ass. Whenever she felt Manfred slowing, she would start to rhythmically contract her anal muscles hoping to excite him. From the grunts and groans coming from Manfred it appeared to work. Several minutes into her efforts she was surprised as a pair of orgasms ran through her body as well.

Exhausted from the sudden expenditure of energy, she momentarily paused in her efforts. The sight of Erwin and the belt got her going again though.

Velvet was able to extend the rape to almost thirty minutes. Eventually, though, nature took its course. Despite her best efforts, Velvet felt Manfred's shaft shrink and become limp. He withdrew and sprawled backwards onto the table. Had it been any shorter, he would have fallen off.

Laying on his back and staring up at the light, Manfred said, "Damn! She is one fine fuck!" to no one in particular.

It took Manfred several minutes to recover. Both wolves took the time to clean up as well. But twenty minutes after the rape ended both wolves were ready for Velvet's beating.

Manfred stood on Velvet's left side while Erwin took her right. Both had their doubled up coat belts in paw. Manfred nodded to Erwin.

"Let the punishment begin," Erwin said.

Raising his belt, Erwin brought it down on Velvet's upraised right asscheek. The end landed near her tail with a sharp crack. Startled more by the sound than the pain, Velvet let out an inarticulate yell. Erwin bowed slightly to Manfred and gestured him to proceed. Raising his belt, Manfred lay a heavy swat down on Velvet's butt.

For the next ten minutes the two wolves alternated taking turns flogging Velvet with their belts. In truth her own parents had given her more severe beatings as a child, but the circumstances seemed to make it far worse. Within two minutes she was crying continually. By five minutes her entire ass felt like it had a rosy glow. When the wolves stopped at ten minutes it felt like it was on fire.

Manfred and Erwin moved to release Velvet, but were stopped by a command.

"Leave her there, gentlemen. This is a good position for me to inspect your work," Major Klein said.

Getting on the table, the Major leaned in close to inspect her tortured tits and whipped ass. He probed her anus for tearing or other problems. He slid his fingers deep into her pussy. Unexpectedly she creamed on them as she had her final orgasm of the night. The Major merely laughed.

"It appears you have done a very good job of pleasuring her as well as yourselves. That could be useful information. I will expect a detailed write up of the night's events on my desk immediately after lunch. Set her free and take her back to the classroom."

With that the major departed. Manfred and Erwin released the ropes holding her to the table and pulled her to her feet. She stood at the end of the table rocking back and forth on unsteady feet with a burning ass and tortured tits. The wolves simply put on their clothing and pointed at the door.

Velvet continued, "I was walking very strange all the way back to the classroom. Erwin, Manfred and the other wolf guards made lots of off-color comments about it. And the semen leaking out of my vagina and anus. The two wolves put a lot up there and the ointment kept me rather loose."

Velvet shifted to a more comfortable position. Her tail still burned with the last remnants of the ointment and beating.

"We were allowed to rest for an hour or so while they waited for this train to pick us up. I overheard one of the lieutenants say something about a special section wanting ‘genetic freaks' like us. After your train got here they gave us these gowns and marched us off to the train station."

Silence descended as the rabbits contemplated the horrible things that had been done to the two girls.

One of the other does said, "Let's wait until tomorrow morning to tell you our story. Right now we all need our rest."

The train continued on through the night. Inside the cattle car the does lay down in the dirty straw and tried to get some sleep. Their dreams were troubled by the possibilities that awaited them.

The End

Contact S. M. Wolf