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The Training of Renfield	By : MonsieurMaster Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 6863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Training of Renfield
- 1
Stiles couldn't believe it.
Somehow the Nogitsune had manage to turn sweet dumb Oliver into his lackey, and he was moments away from drilling into his coyote lover's head.
“LET ME IN” the Nogitsune snarled through his silver teeth.
“NO” Stiles defiantly said back.
The Nogitsune swaggered over to Malia, who remained somehow passed out, his hand gripping her head as the drill moved closer to her temple.
“Let me in Stiles, and you won't have to see her BRAINS all over the floor.”
“I can't...I CAN'T”
“You did it once Stiles, you can certainly do it againnnnnn.” The Nogitsune drawled.
Stiles shut his eyes in anticipation of what was going to happen. He couldn't let Malia die, but he can't let the Nogitsune enter his body again. If he did, what would happen to Scott and his Dad? All his other friends? Lydia...
Tears ran down his face. Everything he did seemed to exacerbate the situation, not calm it down. All his search for answers just turned into more problems for him, problems he had trouble facing. The happiest moment he had in weeks was when Malia offered herself to him. And now he was just going to let her die to hopefully save everyone.
The Nogitsune started chuckling.
Stiles looked up surprised.
“Soooo, you'll really let this girl dieeee, after she laid with you and gave her virginity.”
The Nogitsune stepped away from Malia and paced over in front of Stiles.
“Renfield,” The Nogitsune now face to face with Stiles.
Oliver looked over frozen in place, the drilling still whirring an inch away from Malia.
“Drop it.” Dutifully Oliver dropped the drill, standing dazed.
The Nogitsune chuckled once more.
“So Stilesss, if you don't value her life at all, then you won't mind watching this next.” The Nogitsune looked over to the corpse in the wall.
“Renfield, go over there and grab the sword.”
Oliver hesitantly looked over.
“Like grab it, fro-from the body?” Oliver stuttered, fearfully.
“YES”
Instantly Oliver was over, gingerly reaching for the sword wrapped in bones, and pulling it out.
“Now, grab the bandana, and bring the tool box over too.” Oliver grabbed them all, his hands clumsily holding all the items.
The Nogitsune walked over to the still unconscious Malia, his hands gripping the chair. He moved her to fully face Stiles.
“What are you doing!”
“Well Stiles, since you weren't such a good roommate to Renfield and actually cared to listen, you would know that he is a virgin, much like the coyote here,” The Nogitsune said, stroking her hair.
No. God no.
“Renfield,” The Nogistune snarled. “You're going to have some fun tonight.”
“F-fun?” Oliver said.
“Yesssssssss.”
The Nogitsune hands moved down to Malia's breasts, and gripped them tightly.
“You're going to have lots of fun with herrrrrrr. And I will lead you every step of the way,” The Nogitsune drawled.
Excitement lit up Oliver's eyes as he realized what the Nogitsune was really saying.
“Every, step of the way,” The Nogitsune said, ripping open Malia's shirt, leaving her topless besides her bra.
“First, quiet him with the bandana.”
Oliver went over to Stiles, giddy as a child.
“Oliver,” Stiles sputtered. “Please don't do this. Not to Malia. You're a good person I know it. You're just in a different place right now and I know I know that you didn't want to kill her and I know that you don't want to do this next.”
Oliver paused for a second, his face turning solemn as he put down the sword and toolbox.
“Sorry Stiles,” Oliver's face tinged with remorse, “But I'm not in charge right now.”
He gripped Stile's jaw forcefully, and tied the bandana around his mouth.
“What next?”
“Now, bring the box over and open it.”
Oliver placed the box in front of the Nogitsune, displaying it contents in whole to the dark spirit.
The Nogitsune seemed to gaze into the box, searching for something.
“Take those,” the Nogitsune pointed, Stiles unable to see.
Oliver reached into the box, his hand retracting to reveal a box cutter.
Stiles screamed against his gag as Oliver faced the Nogitsune
“Now cut this wrap,” the Nogitsune motioned to Malia's bra
Oliver slowly reached to the middle of the bra, and cut through the straps and stepped back.
“RENFIELD. Don't be an idiot, remove it too. And drop the tanto.”
Oliver reached over again and removed the bra, revealing Malia's breasts. Her nipples sensed the temperature change, becoming firm and erect.
“Have you ever seen this part of a woman Renfield?,” the Nogitsune drawled.
“N-no. I mean I saw my mom's a couple time and on the internet but otherwise no.”
“Well Renfield, you can touch them now. Grab a good feel,”
Oliver's hands darted over, cupping the breasts and dancing over them, squeezing and pinching at the nipples. Oliver started laughing
“I can't believe I'm doing this right now,” he exclaimed.
“Well Renfield, you're just getting started in knowing a woman. Now grab those next,” motioning once again to the box.
Oliver looked puzzled at what the Nogitsune was asking for.

“What am I going to do with these,” as Oliver grabbed two mini toggle clamps from the box.
Stiles was practically jumping in his chair at this point. He'd seen enough pornos for the Nogitsune was going to do to poor Malia.
“Do you see the nipples, how hard they are Renfield? Well put them on,” The Nogitsune said
Oliver took , opening it up and guided it laboriously to Malia's right nipple. He slowly released it and watched it bite down into the nipple.
Malia finally jolted awake screaming at the sensation, tugging at her bonds
“STILES STILES WHATS GOING ON,” Malia screamed looking straight into his eyes.
The Nogitsune laughed once more and appeared into view of Malia. She stopped making all noise immediately, petrified at the terrifying figure in front of her.
“Well Coyote. Stiles here decided you weren't worth living,” The Nogitsune said, his face leaning into hers.
“And since you just lost your virginity today, I thought that poor Renfield here who you had punished unfairly deserved to be rewarded for his trouble and lose his virginity too,”
Malia closed her eyes and tried to concentrate and rip from her bonds.
The Nogitsune laughed mirthlessly.
“Oh, the poison in your veins have weakened your muscles. And I made sure Renfield tied those bonds to be much stronger than for a human, so please save your strength.”
Malia continued to struggle against the bonds fruitlessly.
“Renfield! Continue.” the Nogitsune bellowed at the idling Oliver.
With trepidation, Oliver reached again with the open clamp to Malia's left nipple.
She lashed out with her mouth and bit down on Oliver's hand hard.
Oliver screamed and dropped the clamp, jumping away from the coyote.
“Hohoho, the coyote has teeth. Renfield, lightning her again,” the Nogitsune motioned to the taser.
Anger in his eyes, Oliver pulled out the taser and pressed it against Malia's leg, shocking her.
She screamed out in pain, and then went limp as Oliver pulled away the taser.
“Now quickly, grab those, and follow my instructions.” The Nogitsune once again looking at the tool box.
Oliver reached into the box, and pulled out what appeared to be heavy gauge metal wire.
The Nogitsune barked out a series of commands to Oliver, who fumbled with the strong wire. When he was done, Stiles was revolted at what he had shaped.
“Now put it on like so,” the Nogitsune said.
When Oliver was finished, he had fabricated a crude open mouth gag for Malia.
“There no more biting,” the Nogitsune chuckled. “Now proceed Renfield.”
Confident that he wouldn't once again get bitten, Oliver picked up the clamp and fastened it around the now recovered Malia's nipple.
She screamed as much as she could through the gag, drool dripping down chin onto her chest and sweat pants, tears in her eyes.
Stiles pulled at his bonds, wishing if anything he could somehow pull them from the chair.
“Do you like what you see so far Stilesssss,” The Nogitsune said. “This is only the first part of Renfield's training.”
The Nogitsune turned to Oliver.
“Now Renfield, present your member.”
Oliver brought his hand down, and and pulled out his cock. Stiles was boggled at it's surprising girth even in it's flaccid state.
“Renfield take off your pants too. You're going to be working up a sweat and you need no constrictions.” The Nogitsune pacing behind Malia again.
Malia's eyes were wide in fear at what she sensed was coming, her eyes darting from Stiles to Oliver's hardening rod.
“To fully lose your virginity Renfield, one must practice on all orifices,” The Nogitsune said placing both hands on Malia's jawline.
“This lesson goes for you too Stiles,” The Nogitsune said, almost grinning as much as Stiles could make out.
Suddenly he gripped the chair and twisted it around, and then pushed Malia down on her back. Stiles could see the pain register in her eyes as her head hit against the concrete.
“Now Renfield stand over her head.” The Nogitsune instructed.
Oliver stepped over Malia, his legs on the sides of her head, with his now hard cock dangling down.
“Kneel down Renfield.”
He kneeled as instructed, his cock resting on Malia's rapidly rising and falling chest.
“Now Renfield, lean forward and place your member in her mouth,” the Nogitsune sneered, his eyeless gaze falling on Stile's face.
With a bit of hesitation, Oliver slowly leaned over, one hand guiding his dick into Malia's spit filled mouth. She was shaking her head vainly to avoid him, but he used to his other hand to hold her head flat against the floor.
He eased his cock in, Stiles watching inch by inch disappear into Malia's mouth.
Oliver let out a groan as he bottomed out, his balls touching her chin.
“How does it feel Renfield?,” The Nogitsune still leering into Stiles face.
“Oh my god it feels so warm and wet and j-just amazing.” Oliver said with wonder on her face.
“It gets better Renfield,” The Nogitsune moving away to face the wall.
“Now steady yourself on your hands, and go into her mouth, as if like a dog in heat,”
Oliver positioned himself so that his knees were planted down and his hand were just behind Malia's head. Then he began to thrust.
Gagging noises filled the air as Oliver began to face fuck Malia, his cock zipping in and out between her lips. Stiles didn't want to look, but he fastened to the disgusting scene in front of him. Oliver's spit covered cock going deep and long into Malia's throat as tears ran down her face.
He went for some time, groaning as enjoyed the feeling of her mouth around his cock. Malia still tried to move but she seemed powerless to do so as he came down his hips and entered her mouth again.
He began to slow down, pulling out slowly and rubbing the tip of his cock against her lips, and seeing the accumulating tears in her eyes rubbed his cock there too in a fit of childlike fasciation.
“Y-you told me they would drill in my head y-y-you BITCH.” Oliver said excitedly as he thrust forward and held his cock in her throat, making her cough out and gag loudly.
“And look what is happening now Renfield.” The Nogitsune pipped in, now watching the action.
Stiles screamed fruitlessly again through his gag. He had to stop this. This couldn't keep going any longer.
Oliver continued to fuck her mouth, alternating again between a slow rhythm where he would watch his cock slick in and out to a fast pace where he fucked her with aplomb.
“Do you l-like me fucking your mouth?” Oliver asked, punctuating each word with a spear of his hips. Malia for her part tried to shoot the deepest look of hatred she could, but struggled to catch her breath. Every time Oliver pulled out she would try to pull in some air, only for the void to be filled once again his huge cock.
He gave her a bit of a break when he pulled out, and placed his balls in her mouth instead, pushing into her mouth. He instinctively stroked his cock as Malia tried to push them out with her tongue, only to inadvertently pleasure him instead when she lapped across them over and over.
Eventually he started to speed up with a desperate look in his eyes, and Stiles knew he was going to cum soon. He pulled his balls out of her mouth and entered in mightly slamming his cock hard and fast to the tune of desperate cries and gagging. Oliver looked over to the Nogitsune, as if asking for permission.
“Yes Renfield, finish in her mouth. Deposit your seeeeed.”
“Ohhh oh god!” Oliver shouted out as he hurried fucked Malia's mouth, pausing with a loud moan coming from his mouth as he exploded into her throat.
Malia had wanted to spit out the seed, but Oliver was so far down that his cum went right into her throat and straight down.
Oliver rested with his cock deflating, and as he pulled out Malia rolled her head to the side, drool and remaining cum spilling out onto the floor.
Oliver stood up and almost immediately collapsed onto the cold floor., panting from the effort.
Malia's chest was heaving from the effort and fresh tears filled her eyes as she tried to process what had just happened.
“How did that feel Renfield,” The Nogitsune said, now behind Oliver.
“It....felt amazing.” Oliver gasped.
“Well like I said Renfield...this is only the first lesson.” The Nogitsune leered at Stiles again for what seemed like the fortieth fucking time.
“Now. Grab those next.” he said.
To Be Continued -
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