The worst kind of man

He made the wait for the punishment last forever. Would he rape her? Would he be leaving her blind and marked more? Anything was possible. He'd forgotten about where she came from and what she was supposed to be. That she bore marks from men when they decided to be rough and viscous during their rape of her. She could tell you how each scar came to her and what she had "done" to deserve it. Some had been from absolutely nothing but the cruelty of the men that decided that she needed to be bred. Bred. Such a vile thing. As if she were nothing more than a machine to produce offspring.

The sound of his approach finally sounded off. Snow crunched and she shook with fear. Each step brought him closer and closer. What would he do to her? Her fur was on end with anxiety and fear. Her instincts told her to run but she knew better. The big bad wolf he was going to become today might be making the worst mistake of his life. No longer might she ever answer or talk to him. He'd removed the safety he had started to become to the frail babe. Her ears pressed as he stopped and spoke. Her eyes clenched shut and she flinched at just his voice. No warmth was there in his voice. She submitted easily to his dominance. Her back touched the ground and she leaned away from him. Her throat exposed as her head turned away from him. She wouldn't fight whatever he wanted to do to her, that would make it worse. But he had now made a mark on her mind that removed any form of comfort she'd had with him. She had almost thought serving under him wouldn't be too bad if she had to for eternity but now that was shattered.

He was waiting for her and she wasn't sure she wanted to go to him but she wasn't going to make him wait. She started dragging her belly across the ground and stopped at his paws. Her head dropped completely to the ground then. Maybe he'd forgive her for her opinion of mating with males. Maybe he'd be forgiving to her if she stayed silent and did whatever he wanted. Even if that meant letting him use her body, as vile as that thought was.