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Blitzen's Christmass - mini story(fixed)
16 years ago
This is a very short scene that follows up this story(And a couple others)
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3177040/
(Strongly advised you pursue that first)
Mainly just a little something for the watchers here to see.. also the concept is stuck in my head
Sanderson shivered.. he knew he was about to die.. It had been told to him many times, Venison dinner for Gallows xmass eve. Gallows had been mentally slicing him up as a main dish for almost a month now, the rest of his cronies were just as bad.. “pretty boy, Gallows favroite, your antlers are going to be underwear racks.. He was to scared to write his family a last time, Gallows might hurt them.. He was therefore alone when the message came, slipped under his door like they always were. He heard sniggering outside, when it was done, maybe it was just a prank? Not from himself.?
He folded the small letter over and over again in his paws, it was simple, it was direct, it left little wiggle room “Out in the main yard 8 PM, Bare.” Gallows to a T, a prank would have been dumb enough to sign Gallows name, And be more clear, Gallows knew you knew who wrote it so used his vocabulary economically .
Blitzen sat down again, he just couldn't go out yet... his knees wouldn't take him..the natural fear. He cursed himself for being weak.
Blitzen really didn't know what to do, the winter snow storm was just starting outside, He thought of maybe staying inside, or trying to run.. but that never worked. He was sure of it. He sniffled a bit and decided not to debase himself any more than he had too.. he even felt like shoving gallows nose in it... so he wore his under garments. Blitzen took the long last walk, hearing the catcalls from the others, just like a prison dead man walking he figured. He pushed both hands against the doors and steped out into the blizzard with a brave face.. shame his eyes were closed, causing a trip, and a faceplant in a snowbank.. He eyes slowly opened as Gallows voice started.
“Kid, your nearly naked, and your shivering... whats wrong “Gallows said circling like a shark “Your cold like that in this wintery day, this little snow storm, I can warm you right up” Blitzen's eyes moved up gallows body as the otter grunted ferally, his “Santa” suit not containing him much at all, belly pushing through, but far from at capacity... the word H'ordver screamed to Blitzens mind. He said nothing, just watched. “So your really an animal then, can't talk, a beast of burden. Assume the position!” Gallows snaped loudly
“What” Blitzen said with a whimper, his voice strangled, head tilting up to watch Gallows predator glare. He swallowed nervously. Staring to stand, never taking his eyes from Gallows own..
“On all fours, Like an Animal” Gallows snapped, Blitzen went to all fours on instinct sticking his rump up, whole body shivering as fresh snow started to build up on him. “Good, now what are we going to do with you Blitzen, its Christmas eve, and I'm still ravenous.” Gallows put a foot on his head, the bare paw pressing his face into the snow, but he held up as best he could.. “SPEAK”
“I” Blizten started
“Thats not how animals talk” Gallows snapped. Blitzen bleated as best he could, trying to imitate an animal, then he whimpered, looking away, closing his eyes. “Its like this is it” He said under his breath. “no dignity” He lowed mournfully.
“It is” Gallows said. Then he made his move
Blitzen yelped as he felt Gallows paw grab him around the neck, his voice strangled somewhat as he found himself being harnessed, roughly saddled, and futher . manhandled, The otters paws grabbing onto him, feeling him up, pulling his legs apart “Whaaa” he yelped, eyes bolting open as he heard bells ringing nearby. Then he felt an ass slap. Leather straps chaffing some as he squirmed. It felt like some sort of perverted gimp suit against his flesh.
“Whats wrong, you got a place, Deer.. you gotta work, you know that, and if you don't you loose your title.. .the little it is... your crying days are over Blitzen.”
“I'm what”His words were cut of as a bridle was shoved into his lips and secured. Blitzen stared down at the harness he was wearing, just like a beast of burden.... fine leather, jingle bells. He looked between his legs to see a sign hanging from around his neck.. a grubby white wooden one with red letters “Head of Sled Team”
Gallows mounted the startled dear straddling his back rubbing his ass against the small of it. Making him whimper “ Just what I Said, your my buck, you got yourself a title rather than just your delicous weight. Give me a good bellow, were going to play the Grinch this season, now Mush! And Blitzen, you get yourself a self and we'll see if you get to sleep inside like a good deer....”
Blitzen yelped, the voice as strong a motivator than any whip, he grunted a few times and started to pull the impromptue sled, deep down he was happy. He felt a soft warmess inside him, something of a hunger, a ego.. everyone needed a place to belong, a home.. maybe this was his, it felt like it at last..
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3177040/
(Strongly advised you pursue that first)
Mainly just a little something for the watchers here to see.. also the concept is stuck in my head
Sanderson shivered.. he knew he was about to die.. It had been told to him many times, Venison dinner for Gallows xmass eve. Gallows had been mentally slicing him up as a main dish for almost a month now, the rest of his cronies were just as bad.. “pretty boy, Gallows favroite, your antlers are going to be underwear racks.. He was to scared to write his family a last time, Gallows might hurt them.. He was therefore alone when the message came, slipped under his door like they always were. He heard sniggering outside, when it was done, maybe it was just a prank? Not from himself.?
He folded the small letter over and over again in his paws, it was simple, it was direct, it left little wiggle room “Out in the main yard 8 PM, Bare.” Gallows to a T, a prank would have been dumb enough to sign Gallows name, And be more clear, Gallows knew you knew who wrote it so used his vocabulary economically .
Blitzen sat down again, he just couldn't go out yet... his knees wouldn't take him..the natural fear. He cursed himself for being weak.
Blitzen really didn't know what to do, the winter snow storm was just starting outside, He thought of maybe staying inside, or trying to run.. but that never worked. He was sure of it. He sniffled a bit and decided not to debase himself any more than he had too.. he even felt like shoving gallows nose in it... so he wore his under garments. Blitzen took the long last walk, hearing the catcalls from the others, just like a prison dead man walking he figured. He pushed both hands against the doors and steped out into the blizzard with a brave face.. shame his eyes were closed, causing a trip, and a faceplant in a snowbank.. He eyes slowly opened as Gallows voice started.
“Kid, your nearly naked, and your shivering... whats wrong “Gallows said circling like a shark “Your cold like that in this wintery day, this little snow storm, I can warm you right up” Blitzen's eyes moved up gallows body as the otter grunted ferally, his “Santa” suit not containing him much at all, belly pushing through, but far from at capacity... the word H'ordver screamed to Blitzens mind. He said nothing, just watched. “So your really an animal then, can't talk, a beast of burden. Assume the position!” Gallows snaped loudly
“What” Blitzen said with a whimper, his voice strangled, head tilting up to watch Gallows predator glare. He swallowed nervously. Staring to stand, never taking his eyes from Gallows own..
“On all fours, Like an Animal” Gallows snapped, Blitzen went to all fours on instinct sticking his rump up, whole body shivering as fresh snow started to build up on him. “Good, now what are we going to do with you Blitzen, its Christmas eve, and I'm still ravenous.” Gallows put a foot on his head, the bare paw pressing his face into the snow, but he held up as best he could.. “SPEAK”
“I” Blizten started
“Thats not how animals talk” Gallows snapped. Blitzen bleated as best he could, trying to imitate an animal, then he whimpered, looking away, closing his eyes. “Its like this is it” He said under his breath. “no dignity” He lowed mournfully.
“It is” Gallows said. Then he made his move
Blitzen yelped as he felt Gallows paw grab him around the neck, his voice strangled somewhat as he found himself being harnessed, roughly saddled, and futher . manhandled, The otters paws grabbing onto him, feeling him up, pulling his legs apart “Whaaa” he yelped, eyes bolting open as he heard bells ringing nearby. Then he felt an ass slap. Leather straps chaffing some as he squirmed. It felt like some sort of perverted gimp suit against his flesh.
“Whats wrong, you got a place, Deer.. you gotta work, you know that, and if you don't you loose your title.. .the little it is... your crying days are over Blitzen.”
“I'm what”His words were cut of as a bridle was shoved into his lips and secured. Blitzen stared down at the harness he was wearing, just like a beast of burden.... fine leather, jingle bells. He looked between his legs to see a sign hanging from around his neck.. a grubby white wooden one with red letters “Head of Sled Team”
Gallows mounted the startled dear straddling his back rubbing his ass against the small of it. Making him whimper “ Just what I Said, your my buck, you got yourself a title rather than just your delicous weight. Give me a good bellow, were going to play the Grinch this season, now Mush! And Blitzen, you get yourself a self and we'll see if you get to sleep inside like a good deer....”
Blitzen yelped, the voice as strong a motivator than any whip, he grunted a few times and started to pull the impromptue sled, deep down he was happy. He felt a soft warmess inside him, something of a hunger, a ego.. everyone needed a place to belong, a home.. maybe this was his, it felt like it at last..
With treats out for a team of 8, plus Roody, by the time they got back to home, the poor fellow's belly would be dragging the ground! *giggles* Then would be time to give him a special meal in thanks for the night's work. Perhaps starting with a BIG "cup" of hot chocolate to take off the chill? *giggles more*
Such a naughty wuffy!
Anyway, nice writing there. Merry Christmas to you, dear kitty!