Looking for a mate

[Songa/Viper]

Songa trotted down the path swiftly. Her hormones were high and she wanted a mate. She wanted to breed, have puppies and she wanted them now. Spring was almost over. She needed to find a good male soon. The zoo smelled strongly of animals so she figured she could find a good male here. She stopped on the main path and barked. Humans scattered but she hoped it would draw males to her.

[Background Noise]

((You don't mind if I make this interesting, do you. As in force breeding?))

From the safety of the shadows, a dark figure stalked the female from behind. Dark gaze watched her every move with malicious interest, his nares flaring every time the wind blew in his direction. With it came the scent of the female who was obviously in heat. Perfect for him but not so much for the fae. She would be getting quite the surprise from him. The Dane grinned sadistically before trotting out from behind the bush he was using to hide his image, clearing his thought deeply to get the fae's attention.

"Pardon my intrusion, but you smell like you need a good male."

[Songa/Viper]

[Sure! Spice things up for a change. ]

Songa turned her head when she heard the male's deep voice. She looked at the great dane skeptically. He was a good looking brute but he just felt wrong. There was something up but she could not figure out what it was. But if was going to be her mate then she was fine with it. She smiled. Yes actually. I was just looking for a mate. Are you interested?

[Background Noise]

((Tell me about it.))

Giving off another malicious grin, his personal trademark, the brute stalked a little closer to the female, moving around to one side and beginning to circle her. He could sense her anxiety and it was like music to his... well, his nose but you know what I mean. Anyway, he moved around her slowly, first going one way then the other, taking his time and staring at her with his dark yet sexy gaze. It seemed to be shaving the fur right off her carcass, his long whip-like tail running over her face and under her neck in a teasing manner. As he went around for the third time, the larger animal decided to nip his new toy in the rump just above her long luscious tail, running his tongue up her back smoothly and ignoring whatever protests he might hear.

[Songa/Viper]

Songa found it very strange that the brute did not answer her but paid it no mind. She did however get very uncomfortable when he circled her. She was beginning to not like this brute. The way he stared at her made her shiver and when he licked her back, she immediately turned to face him. What are you doing?

[Background Noise]

The much larger dane placed his forelegs on either side of the female's hind end so that, when she tried to turn about, he held her where she was, her rear-end facing him. The position he wanted her to be in, or rather, needed her in. despite her inquiry, the brute proceeded to lick and groom her rump, trying to get her to relax and let him do what was needed. Though it wasn't needed, it would be done. No female would willingly mate with him in their right mind, so he had to improvise, using his size and sexy smile to lull the much smaller female into a state of practical helplessness. There was no way she'd be able to fight him off. He was 200 pounds and she was something like 50 or 60 tops. It was a one sided argument, much to the dane's pleasure. Inching his body up along the back of hers, he used his size and powerful legs to hold her in place as he mounted.

[Songa/Viper]

Finding that she could not turn around to fight back, Songa tried to wriggle free of the brute. But it was no use. He was too strong and she was too small. Still she tried to get away, right up until he entered. At that point, she new it was all useless and let the male proceed to mate with her against her will. His weight and size forced her to lay down as he mated. She felt like crying but didn't. She wouldn't seem any weaker than she was right now.

[Background Noise]

Everything went a lot smoother once he felt the female give up underneath him and the whole ordeal was over soon enough. As sick as it might be, Spawn enjoyed every moment. Tormenting the weak was a fun little hobby of his and, when you're 34 inches and 200 pounds, everyone is weak. he'd never been knocked off his high horse and never intended to get down either. He lay there behind the female, waiting for the tie to break so that he could move on and find some more innocent prey. He felt like doing it to this fae again but once was enough for him. It'd be too redundant otherwise. In such a bored state, the tie was broken quickly enough and the great dane stood up, finally able to get out of this bitch's life.

[Songa/Viper]

Songa was glad when it was all over, refusing to look back at the dane. She felt like she should be happy. She was going to have puppies right? Wasn't that what she wanted? No, she wanted to have a family. Instead she'd been forced into making more little bastards like this jerk. She stood when he did, refusing to look back at him or even say a word to him. Without another word, she walked own the path and out of the Zoo, tears streaming down her face.