The Barn 25: Hellhounds
Tim slowly led Molly to the barn, her heart thumping in anticipation and her breaths coming in short gasps. She didn’t like where this was going. The quiet darkness of the night loomed around them, only broken by the creaks of old wood and the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind. He pushed open the massive doors, and she stepped inside, squinting as her eyes adjusted to the soft glow of a single lantern hanging from the rafters. There, in the center of the barn, were three massive cages, each one housing a glowing creature that looked like a wild dog on steroids. They were bigger than any animal she had ever seen before, their bodies flickering with sparks and emanating an otherworldly heat. Molly gasped – these weren’t animals, they were living conduits for some malevolent force.
“They’re called Hellhounds,” Tim told her matter-of-factly, his voice as cold as the night air. “I got them off the Dark Web. They’ll do everything you ask, Molly… and more.” He grinned, his teeth gleaming in the dim light. She backed away from him, her eyes fixed on the beasts. They growled deep in their chests, their hot breath hitting her face. Their muscular bodies strained against the bars of their cages, revealing their intense desire to get out and claim what they saw as theirs. Molly felt sick to her stomach—this couldn’t be right. But Tim grabbed her roughly by the arm, pulling her closer to the cages. “Don’t be scared, babe. I promise they won’t hurt you,” he whispered in her ear before stepping back with a smirk.
“What do you want me to do with them?” Molly asked, her voice trembling.
“You’re going to breed them,” he replied with dark delight. “They only think about fucking and creating more of their kind. You’ll be the perfect mate for them.”
Tim’s words sent shivers down her spine as he unlocked the gate and opened the first cage, releasing one of the monstrous beasts. It snarled hungrily at her, its cock already hard and leaking pre-cum that sizzled on contact with the air. Molly could feel its heat even from a foot away. “I… I don’t know if I can. I’ve never…” She trailed off, unsure of how to finish that thought.
Tim chuckled, his fingers digging into her skin. “You’re going to figure it out fast,” he warned her before pushing her towards the Hellhounds.