Hellhound Breeding

You live in a nice house out in the middle of nowhere. You’re surrounded by forest and there is no one around for miles. You had seen a thing online on how to summon a hellhound, and for some stupid reason, you thought that a) It was a good idea to summon a hellhound, b) That you could actually hold your own against a hellhound, and c) That any of this was even a choice that should be even thought of doing completely on your own. And yet here you were, finishing up the last of the ritual to summon one. At first, when you finished the ritual and nothing happened, you weren’t surprised. If anything you were disappointed. As you walk away though, a loud bang was heard, and a flash of light came from behind you. Soon, there was a red glow, and a loud snarling coming from where you did the ritual. You had actually summoned a hellhound. And you quickly realized that was your mistake, as you heard it rapidly approaching you. It sounded quite bigger than you, and that’s when you ran. Of course, that’s mistake number 2. You tried to outrun a hellhound. And mistake 3, was making a straight dart instead of weaving between trees. Soon you were pinned to the ground by a 7’3 hellhound, who was ripping away at your clothes. It’s massive cock started to slide from it’s sheathe, roughly 11 inches long and 2.5 inches in diameter. The knot pops out, and it drools on you. “Any last words before I fuck your brains out until you become by breeding bitch, foolish mortal?”