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Never Letting Go Pt. 4 by DogPrince69 Never Letting Go Pt. 4 by DogPrince69
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Chapter 4: Sacrifice

20 minutes later...

Jaymz sat beside his mother, shaking, trying to make sense of what just happened between them, "Mom?" His voice crackled, "Are... Are you alright?"

Angelica tried putting on a smile, "I'm... I'm fine, baby." She turned away, "It's not like we've never yiffed before."

Jaymz moved over to his mother, "Don't... say it like that. I know you were trying to make things better between us. This is Crook and Ferd's fault! They... made us yiff one another." Jaymz nuzzled under his mother's chin.

She smiled again, trying to make the best of the situation, "I... I know, son."

Crook looked over from across the room as he finished putting up a pair of long straps tied to the ceiling, "You two pipe down! We did you a favor! After you're prepped, you won't be yiffing anyone ever again anyways."

Ferd chuckled, "Yeah, I have to admit... You two put on one HELL of a show! Guess the bitch DOES love her son!"

"F*** you!" Angelica burst out.

"Nah... You couldn't handle me, bitch." Crook interrupted, walking up to the two furs, "Jaymz... Get up, now. On your feet."

Jaymz's body began to tremble. His heart pounded through his small chest he started to sob out loud, "Please..." He begged, "Don't..."

Crook keeled down, raising Jaymz's head, "Don't worry, furry... I'll be sure to drug you and take good care of you to make sure you live through this. Now, get up and go to the restraints, now."

"N... No, please." Jaymz wept, scooting away from Crook.

Crook's patience began to wear thin. He reached over w/ his massive, clammy hand, wrapping it around Jaymz's scrawny neck, "Now listen here- "

"Stop, please!" Angelica perked up, "Look, don't prep him, okay? If you want to do that... Do it to me."

Crook turned to the pleading mother, "Do what?"

"Don't hurt him anymore, okay? You've already kicked his ass and made him yiff me... Prep me, not him." She begged w/ tears in her eyes, "Leave him alone... Please... prep me."

"MOM!" Jaymz cried out.

Angelica turned to her weeping son, "I'll make everything okay, baby... It's my turn to feel the pain you've felt your whole life. Don't worry, I'm doing this... for you."

Crook stood up, walking over to Angelica and lifting her up aggressively, "Fine. If this is what you want, bitch." He shoved Angelica over to Ferd, who immediately began tying her up to the restraints.

"Mom, no!" Jaymz attempted to jump to his feet, "You... don't have to do this!"

Angelica nodded as Ferd began to lift her off the ground, "Yes, I do, baby. I have to pay for the things I've... done to you. The things I made you do as a pup." She turned to Crook, who was now standing in front of her. His smile showed off his yellow cracked teeth, which reeked of something fierce, "As YOU will have to one day, too."

Crook grabbed Angelica's sweater, ripping it from her body, "I'm going to love cutting your titties off, bitch... Nothing makes me more happy then watching a furfag in pain." He then took Angelica's right breast in his hand and began to massage it. It was tender between his fingers.

A disgusted look came across Angelica's face as she was being fondled. Out of nowhere, she spit at him, her saliva smacking across his cheek.

Crook let go of Angelica and became infuriated w/ rage. He took his fist and w/ all his might, cracked Angelica across her muzzle. A trickle of blood ran down Angelica's chin. Crook began to pant angrily now, "FERD! SAW, NOW!"

Silence came across the room.

"FERD, SAW, DAMMIT!" Crook spun around in a drunken anger. Ferd was no where in sight. His eyes began to adjust to the darkness at the door to the entrance way. It wasn't Ferd, but he could see that someone WAS w/ him, Jaymz and Angelica.

"I'd get away from her if I were you." The mysterious figure called out, walking from the shadows, carrying a lifeless Ferd by his collar, "You've got bigger things to worry about, trash."
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xRedcoon Featured By Owner Nov 19, 2009
hm... I wonder who killed Ferd. XP
Great story/picture, btw. :D
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DogPrince69 Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2009   Traditional Artist
Thanx, and oh, you'll find out! ;D
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xRedcoon Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2009
Np. :3
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scr3m1ng Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2009   Photographer
Fantastical! Made me cry
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DogPrince69 Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2009   Traditional Artist
Awww... )=
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scr3m1ng Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2009   Photographer
It's fine, breh
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leesensai Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2009
lol i love it. Cant wait for the next part! =D
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DogPrince69 Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2009   Traditional Artist
I try and have one done once a week. ^^
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leesensai Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2009
So i gotta wait till Thanksgivin break. works for me! =]
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