Chapter 7 - Fucked By An Angel

Ch7: Fucked By An Angel
 
The Angel sat in a dim booth of the small Thai restaurant.  He surreptitiously watched the young waitress who had finally emerged from the back to attend to the few patrons scattered about the outdated booths and tables.  She was his target tonight.  As the Arch Angel of Justice, it was Raguel's task to reward overlooked good deeds, punish the wicked, and balance the world's scales where he could.  He watched as the waitress, known as Karen, approached his booth.
  
"Doin ok?"  She asked carelessly.  She flipped her long, sleek black hair behind her shoulder as she paused for a reply.

"Yes, thank you."  Raguel answered politely.  "But could you refill my water glass?"

Karen sighed.  Jade green eyes finally met Raguel's; the waitress's Asian features full of scorn.  "Yeah, alright."  She headed unhurriedly toward the kitchen.

It's no wonder her parents restaurant is doing so poorly, the angel noted; glancing again at the cracked cushions of the booth.  The waitress's petite figure eventually returned with the water and the bill.  Raguel accepted both graciously and handed over a credit card for payment.  As he sipped his water, his supernatural senses followed Karen to the back of the restaurant.  He shook his head sadly as he perceived her scanning the credit card with a device that copied its information.

The Angel made no comment as Karen returned the credit card with a feigned smile.  He simply rose and left the restaurant:; melting into the shadows of the buildings outside before flying to the rooftop.  He crouched, out of sight, overlooking the alley behind the restaurant.  A hunched, hooded figure paced the rain-damp pavement below.  Raguel allowed his ears to pierce the interior of the building again.

"Going out for a smoke, mom."

The back door creaked open.  The angel's eyes, far from blind, saw clearly through the darkness. He watched a small, hoodie-clad figure emerge into the balmy night;.  The person in the alley whirled to confront Karen."

"You got the stuff?"  He demanded.

"Yeah, I got it.  Chill.  You got my money?"  Karen replied as she lit a cigarette.

"I got it.  I got it.  Yeah."  The man sniffled.  "C'mon!"

Karen stepped toward the larger man.  Hands went from pocket to pocket and she stepped away.  The man hurried off down the alley.  "See you next time."  Karen called derisively.  She finished her cigarette, tossed it on the ground, and went back inside.

An hour passed by before Karen again appeared in the alley.  This time, she simply lit another cigarette and headed toward the street.  Raguel shifted to an owl form, and glided after her on silent wings as she turned the corner of the alley.

A block down the street and Karen approached a man and his dog, seated at the street corner.

"Spare some change?"  The man asked.  The bedraggled golden retriever leaned out to sniff the woman as she passed.

"Eewww!  Fuck off!"  Karen spat; kicking out at the dog.  It yelped and scrambled back with a growl.  

"It's ok, Sam."  Raguel heard the man console the dog gruffly as he flew on after the surly young woman.  This human was as bad as the whispers had said, he concluded regretfully.  She had to be punished, and her treatment of the dog had given him an idea.  The Angel loved irony.

The girl pulled her hood low and ducked into a parking garage.  Raguel swooped in through the open side of the structure and alighted between two parked cars.  He immediately transformed.  Seconds later, he heard his target quietly approach the car next to him.  As she passed into his field of view, he let out a deep, guttural growl.

Karen's head whipped around at the sound.  She froze.  Two golden eyes flared with an unearthly fire from the shadows between cars.  She stood transfixed; paralyzed with fear as a hulking, furry mass stepped forward toward her.  A voice echoed in her mind.  "You've been very bad."

"OH FUCK!"  Karen bolted.  Her hood flew back, leaving her raven hair trailing in her wake as her sneakers pounded the concrete.  She heard a tremendous roar-like howl behind her.  Looking back over her shoulder, her terrified eyes found a gigantic, slavering St. Bernard charging around the end of a car.  Karen tripped; sprawling on the damp concrete.  She scrambled to get to her feet, but it was too late.  Before should could regain her balance, the beast was upon her.  It knocked her to the concrete again.

Karen rolled to the side, but still wound up with the huge dog towering over her as she lay on her back.  She threw her arms up, waiting for the jaws to attack, but none came.  A broad paw simply descended on her ankle.  Karen tried to scuttle backward, but the paw kept her foot pinned.  "Accept your punishment."  The words seemed to float through her head.

"Fuck you!"  Karen screamed at the dog.  She tried to kick at the paw with her free foot.  "Stupid dog!"

A low growl rumbled from the dog's mighty chest.

Karen wavered, shrinking away in fear.  "Oh god . . ."  She mumbled in despair.

The dog's paw released her ankle and the great, shaggy head descended toward her mid-section; his golden eyes boring into hers.  Karen could not bear to look at them and she snatched her opportunity.  She flipped onto her hands and feet and sprang forward like an Olympic sprinter.  Yet the dog was faster.  Even as her adrenaline charged legs launched her escape, the St. Bernard lunged forward, snaring the hood of her hoodie in its jaws.

Karen was jerked to an unceremonious stop, landing squarely on her hands and knees again.  An instant later, with one precise stroke, the dog ripped a long tear down the seat of Karen's black slacks with its forepaw.  She shuddered at the ripping sound, but quickly realized that the skillful claw had not harmed her at all.  She tried to crawl forward from beneath the dog's shadow, but he held her firm and growled menacingly through clinched teeth.

Karen balked again under the powerful dog.  She ceased to struggle, but her body remained tensed with apprehension.  How could she get away from this giant beast?  What did it want with her?  Would it kill her?  She wished fervently that she had worn panties for once; her now exposed womanhood making her feel even more vulnerable.

After a moment, the dog dropped the hood from its jaws.  It lumbered forward until its front legs were even with Karen's shoulders.  The dog's barrel chest had dragged her hoodie forward as well, brushing thick fur along her bare back.  Karen remained motionless; unsure what the beast was doing.  Finally she felt something hot tickle the lips of her pussy.  "What the fuck?"  She whispered allowed.

Karen ducked her head to look back beneath her; between her legs.  Her green eyes widened with horror.  The reddened tip of a massive, bestial cock hung from the dog's loins, just behind her naked pussy.  The pointed tip started to press forward between her pussy lips.  "Oh no . . ."  She gasped.  She tried to crawl forward, but the monstrous dog swung a hefty paw in front of her shoulder, blocking her escape.

"Shit."  Karen groaned.

"It will go easier if you don't struggle."  A little voice in Karen's head advised her.  She groaned again and leaned away as she felt the tip of the cock again probing her cunt.  The pressure of the dog's paw against her shoulder simply increased; holding her in place as the pressure at the entrance of her pussy inexorably increased as well.  She moaned pitifully.

Karen allowed herself to look between her legs again.  She had too.  It was like a train wreck: she didn't want to look, but she had to see what was happening.  She saw that the tapered head of the dog's cock was now firmly wedged in the crevice of her labia; pushing them further and further apart.  Karen gritted her teeth as the dog forced its cock further and further inside her; stretching her tight pussy painfully.

Karen sighed with relief, her slight shoulders sagging as the cock was withdrawn.  The head re-emerged, spitting pre-cum in and on her pussy to lubricate its path.  Karen's relief quickly turned back to fright as she realized the dog had only worked his engorged cock a third of the way inside her the first time.

Groaning, Karen tried to brace herself again as the dog reinserted his swollen member.  Pushing harder this time, the dog did not stop at just a third.  Karen felt like her small pussy was being torn apart.  She squeezed her eyes shut as half the dog's cock disappeared within her.  Her pussy stretched, trying to accommodate the massive cock, but the pain grew.  It felt like it was destroying her insides as the dog forced its phallus in further and further.  She felt like she might pass out.

Suddenly, the dog paused.  Karen felt a queasy sensation inside and the pain abruptly lessened; as if by magic.  She shook her head, trying to clear it.  The dog increased the pressure of its paw on her shoulder, using the leverage to force the rest of its titanic cock into Karen's overwhelmed pussy.  It stretched her agonizingly, but the awful pain in her abdomen no longer made her head swim.  It was as if her organs had been rearranged inside her to accommodate the intruder.

The dog paused again when his cock was fully embedded in Karen's pussy.  She dared to look between her legs again, and saw only a pair of huge, furry, testicles.  The monstrous, 16 inch cock had completely disappeared.  Karen marveled at the sight; feeling the fur of the dog tickling her labia at the same time.  Yet the respite lasted only a moment.

The unearthly St. Bernard began to fuck Karen.  Mercifully slowly at first, as she gasped and grunted with each thrust, but soon harder.  The dog brutally forced his cock into Karen's stuffed vagina again and again.  She tried to hold up to the painful battering, but soon slumped to the ground under the force of the beast's fucking.

The dog barely slowed.  Shifting his front paws in front of her shoulders to keep her from sliding forward, he dropped his hips and continued to ride the unfortunate girl's backside, even as she lay face down on the ground.

Karen kept her eyes closed, trying to focus on the feeling of the hard, dirty concrete pressed against her cheek, rather than the dog cock continuing to plow her ravaged pussy.  The dog went on and on, penetrating Karen again and again, and she began to feel each thrust a little less painfully.  She could get through this, she finally realized.

The realization calmed her terror stricken heart and she tried to relax her body.  Don't struggle, it will go easier, she reminded herself.  Just let him do his thing and maybe he'll let me go.  Again Karen tried to turn her mind aside, but it was impossible to ignore the fiery hot cock filling her pussy.  The dog was relentless.  Would he ever stop?  Minutes ticked by as the dog continued to pound the helpless young woman.  Karen couldn't help but marvel at the dog's stamina.  It hardly seemed possible.  She brushed her hair from her face even as her body continued to jolt with each thrust.  The gigantic dog hardly seemed possible, she thought, looking at the enormous paw next to her face.

As she finally relaxed her stretched out pussy, the discomfort began to subside completely.  The sensation turned to one of being utterly filled.  "So full . . . " She moaned aloud.  Though she hated the thought, the sensation had become almost pleasurable; and growing more so by the minute.

As if he understood her thoughts, the dog began fucking Karen even harder.  She realized it felt like the base of the dog's cock was getting even bigger; thickening.  Eventually, it swelled so large that it became locked out.  Karen's pussy could take no more, and it banged in futility against her clit and lips.

Karen moaned uncontrollably as the knot crashed against her clit with each drive of the dog's hips.  The dog snarled viciously in response, and Karen, startled, looked up questioningly at the drooling face above her.

Without further preamble, she felt the cock inside her suddenly spasm violently.  "Ahhhh!!!!"  She screamed as she felt the dog's semen gush from his cock.  She felt the warmth rush through her body, filling her womb.  The dog drove his cock deep again and another spurt of semen had nowhere to go.  She felt it forced around the bulging shaft and spray out  of her pussy behind them.  The monstrous dog continued to jam his cock deep again and again, cumming hard inside Karen so that it squirted out with each stroke.  She could feel the warm dog semen already pooling between her prone thighs.

Karen started to fear she might actually cum too, the beast ejaculating inside her felt so good.  Yet almost as soon as the thought entered her mind, the dog ceased its assault.  Its cock stopped pulsing and twitching, and even though it was still hard, he ever so slowly withdrew it.  Karen's body shuddered at the tantalizing departure, yet she remained otherwise motionless.  What would the dog do now?  She wondered.

The paws around Karen's head moved away as the dog casually wandered from her still prone body.  Though still lying in an impossibly large puddle of dog semen, she rolled over to face the massive brute.  She found him seated a few feet away, calmly watching her with his disconcerting, brilliant golden eyes.

A voice filled Karen's head again.  "The scales of Justice are balanced again."  Karen looked around the deserted parking garage in confusion, but found only the dog still staring at her.

"You are young."  The voice returned to Karen's mind.  "You have been wicked, but I have decided to spare you.  It is not too late for you to change your ways."

"What?"  Karen asked incredulously; feeling foolish for speaking to a dog.

"You have been punished.  Justice is done."  Karen could only stare in wonder as the monstrous dog melted into a snow white owl.

"Change your ways."  The voice echoed in Karen's head again.  "If I must return to you, I will come bearing a very different sword."  Before Karen could gather her wits, the owl took flight and glided soundlessly out of the parking garage.





