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First story ever !!!

I need to let something out, English is not my "main" language.

That's why I need punctuation and grammar errors pointed out at me.

---->I don't mind criticism <---- (Its encouraged!)

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I think I've been an asshole towards him ever since my humans got him for me. My pet was having his breakfast, and just seeing the way he was swallowing that grass, how it was slowly going past his throat, made me want to bury my fangs on that meaty neck.

Yeah I was an asshole alright.

I kept on wanting to eat that calf, even after we got to an agreement the night before. He had brought me pleasure; he had eased my urges to lick myself. He was making me feel like a tiger again, but still, I realized that in a few days, probably tomorrow, that already rottening gazelle lying lifeless just a few feet away from us wouldn't be enough to keep me satisfied.

I had to eat him sooner or later.

My humans were never constant on bringing food to me, it's as if they enjoyed looking me eat and hunt. To me it seemed that they enjoyed watching as their master was starving for food and then as some sort of game, finally giving it to him, watching how he desired the flesh, how he killed his prey with such speed, and how he was quick to devour and rip them to nothing but flesh-less bones. I know it must have been quite a sight for them each and every time; after all, I know how powerful I must look to my humans.

Sometimes they let my food run free around my lands, allowing me to play my gracious mind-games with my food. I usually let them run and hide from me with a head start: As soon as I'm done stretching, the hunt is on. When I've caught up with them, I pin them to the ground and look into their eyes and roar. I love roaring in their faces.

They twitch, they jump, they cry...

They reek of fear.

I come closer to their faces, baring my fangs and pressing my claws on their flesh even deeper.

I take a good sniff on their necks, and as fast as I can, I close my maw on the only place I know to end a life.

However there are other times, as it so happened with the calf, when my humans like watching me tease and torture my food. They tie it to the ground. That's when food usually goes crazy; they know from the start that they don't stand a chance, these are their last moments of life as they know it.

Food always has something to say when they've been tied. I listen to them, and take action. Before this bull kid, every single one of them had ended up in my belly. Maybe after a while of convincing, but they all eventually did.

He had finished eating the grass around him; I had forgotten to untie him from the ground and he couldn't keep on eating anymore.

There was nothing to eat.

I approached him from behind, I must have been growling from the smell of my scent he had all over him, because he screamed a little when I stepped on a branch.

"Aaah!"

"Keep it down calf." I growled at him, giving away just a little hint of my fangs.

"I -- I'm sorry" He said as he turned to face me, he didn't trust me, he was right not to.

I sigh as I extend my claws and try to cut the rope with them. I am still too stupid from my cub years, of course the rope wouldn't come off, I had to use my fangs.

After a few minutes of trying, the rope finally gave way and the calf was free.

"Why did you cut me loose?" He asked after I stood there facing him.

"Fine, if you want me to get you tied again I can -" I avoided the question, he didn't need to know the truth. I couldn't stand seeing him hungry and not being able to eat.

"No no, I ... Thank you."

"Whatever"

"So um, I know it's not my place to ask, but..." He said, he was having trouble saying anything he kept stammering and falling short of words. I didn't care.

"Don't ask anything then." I said, there goes my asshole-self again.

"But...uh...I was wondering...will, will I ever leave this place?" He couldn't keep it in, I guess.

"No" I said plain and simple "Why do you think I'm inside on the first place?" That was a very honest reply, one that I had never before questioned. I guess I knew the answer but I was trying to avoid reality and hadn't asked myself about it. This calf was making me talk, I liked that.

"Oh... So ... Does that mean I'll never see my mom again?" He said, I was expecting him to break in tears any second now, but he didn't. He looked at me with no apparent expression on his face, his scent didn't give out much either.

"No" I said again. "I'm sorry kid." I wasn't sorry, I had his ass and he was my pet. He was to do as I pleased, why would I be sorry for something like that?

"Ok..." He looked to the ground. I licked his face. He stared blankly into my eyes. I licked his mouth.

He wasn't scared, more surprised than anything, I don't think he blinked once; I sighed into his mouth, my hot breath escaping my lips and entering his. He was in complete awe, and so was I.

I had to keep my ever-controlled-attitude in place though, so I acted as I had done this before. I brought a paw to his scruff and slowly guided him to my crotch. I wasn't hard yet, but the whole scenario could very well get me going any second now. I had to sit on my hind paws, something I wasn't really used on doing.

When he was at just the right level, I got my claws out and started to pinch him on his scruff, I wasn't trying to hurt him, I wasn't applying pressure at all, it's just that when I get those babies out I get very relaxed. I lowered my head a bit and whispered hoarsely into his ear "Taste me".

He replied with his tongue lapping at my balls, his hot breath caressing my crotch. He got me hard really fast. My claws got alive again, I was doing that sharpening-claws movement without really sharpening them, and it felt so good to do it I even closed my eyes.

Then something happened, his scent was growing stronger, a slight musk was filling the air, and it wasn't just mine. "Enjoying yourself there, calf?" I asked with a half opened gaze, letting out a small moan. This hadn't happened the times before.

I got no reply, just his tongue now lapping at my cock, finally tasting the best of me. It was already dripping pre; he was happy to lick it off.