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Shifting his weight on the edge of the bed, Cain couldn't help but to sigh. He still wasn't entirely sure what to expect. He wasn't sure of the names of the two other male horses in the room with him, but he was fairly certain they were just as nervous as he was. Without warning, he had been wrangled up with the other two by the elders of their clan, stripped of any clothing and possessions, and then dumped into this room. The only thing he had been told was that they had been chosen for General Karsa from the capital of the Empire.

The stallion to Cain's right, a black-and-white piebald leaning back against the edge of a table, cleared his throat. "They said General Karsa right? The tiger lady? I've heard of this type of stuff before. Visiting towns and villages, demanding people like they are properly. I've heard that she eats people in front of their families, you know, to keep all the others in line."

The bay-colored male sitting cross-legged on the floor to Cain's left snorted in response. "I doubt that's it. I hear many of the people she chooses are still living in their homes. At least the ones that she chooses to let live. The rest of them, not even the towns are left standing. The way I see it, she probably tortures them, yeah? If they survive, she lets them all live. Like some kind of game." He rubbed his arms and shivered at the thought.

The piebald's ears flickered. "No way... I don't know if I can handle something like that. What do you think?" he said, nodding towards Cain.

Cain shrugged. "I honestly don't know about any of that. All I know is, no matter what, I can't let anything happen to my family. Come what may."

The other two nodded slowly and went back to being silent. Cain preferred it that way. They had no way of knowing what was coming, so there wasn't much point getting worked up with speculation. His thoughts drifted to his little sister, dancing and playing outside with her friends when the elders had come to take him. He would do what he needed to. For her.

After what seemed like hours of being in that room, the knob suddenly rattled on the door before it swung fully open. A female tigress marched in, moving with a purpose. She was barely clothed, at least in Cain's opinion bare enough to not be walking around in public, but definitely had a toned beautiful body to pull it off. She was about a head shorter than each of the guys in the room, but no one in the room would have admitted it with how she carried herself. She absentmindedly swung the door shut behind herself on the way in.

Each of the stallions stood as she entered, standing near each other and facing the tigress. She simply stood for a moment, breathing deeply and examining each of them thoroughly. Cain could faintly hear her growling softly with each breath. To Cain's surprise, she began peeling off her clothing before stepping closer to them, seeming to sniff the air in front of them. Cain swallowed. He had to admit, she definitely nice breasts, covered in fine white fur.

A scent tickled his nose. Cain's eyes widened in realization. This tigress was in heat, and by the looks of it, a particularly strong one.

"No talking," she said curtly, the rumbling of a growl deep in her throat. "Do what you're told and no one dies. Simple, yes?"

Each of the boys nodded, but Karsa didn't seem to wait to notice. She squatted on her haunches in front of them, legs spread. Cain could see that her pussy was already dripping with anticipation. Her right hand traveled down her body and starting rubbing at her clit, her left hand reaching up and massaging around the piebald's sheath and balls. He looked surprised but didn't move, allowing the dangerous tigress to do as she pleased. It didn't take much before the piebald's thick horsecock was erect in front of them.

Cain licked his lips, watching as the tigress wrapped her furred left hand around the piebald's member. With one hand rubbing her slit, the other steadily stroking horse flesh, Karsa brought her muzzle close to the cock and began lapping at the underside of the shaft. She licked up to the flared tip and placed it against her lips, tongue flicking at the pre that was beginning to dribble from the excited horse. Soon the bay and Cain himself were also erect just from watching her work.

Karsa reached up with her right hand, gripping and stroking the bay's dick while she continued to work the piebald. She switched the focus of her mouth to the bay, lathering his member with her saliva, her left hand picking up the pace in pumping. Looking up at the bay, her eyes seemed to flash hungrily.

The piebald let out a groan. His hips thrust into her stroking, pre drizzling onto her arm. She growled and turned her head back to him, putting her lips around his flared tip as much as she could. The piebald steadily leaned forward into the stroking before throwing back his head with a nicker. His cock pulsed. Cum poured from his tip, filling Karsa's mouth until it flowed out over her lips and down her neck and chest. She pulled the tip away from her mouth, letting the last of the seed spurt onto her face, growling loudly.

Karsa released her grip on the piebald and turned back to the bay, using both hands to pump his meat. The stallion stamped a hoof and whinnied. His tip seemed to explode, spraying white onto the tigress. She basked in it, letting it cover as much of her face, neck, chest, and stomach as she could. She ran her hand down her body as the mess washed down, rubbing it into her clit and pussy.

Finally she looked at Cain and stood. "On the bed. Now."

She barely waited until he was laying back on the bed before she was on top of him, on her knees and straddling his pelvis. She place her soaked pussy onto his tip, rivulets of juices and cum running down his shaft. Taking deep breathes she sat, forcing the thick horsecock into her cunt. She roared as the tip popped into her, which turned into a growl as she forced as much of Cain's length into her body as possible. Cain couldn't believe how tight and warm she felt around his cock. By reflex he reached to grab her hips as she started to ride him quickly.

Karsa was a wild animal as she rode, roaring and slamming herself down hard on Cain's dick repeatedly. Her large breasts bounced with each movement, drawing Cain's attention. She placed her hands on his stomach for balance, claws sinking into his flesh. Her body quaked as a sudden orgasm racked her, muscles in her pelvis hungrily grasping at the horseflesh as she continued to ride without interruption.

Cain could practically taste her desperation for cock. He started thrusting his hips to meet her halfway in her riding. It didn't take much longer before an orgasm crashed over him as well. He gripped her tightly, forcing her down onto his cock and holding her there as he erupted inside of her. She was so tight around him that every last bit of it poured directly into her cunt.

She was purring with half-closed eyes as Cain filler her up. She stayed on him just long enough to be sure she received every last drop before standing on shaky legs and moving to bend herself over the edge of the table. Tail lift, cum gushed from her pussy to run down her legs and onto the floor.

"You. Next," she said, snapping her fingers at the piebald.

Cain sat up on his shoulder, watching as the stallion moved to comply. She let out another roar as she was penetrated once more. The piebald wasted no time in starting to fuck her, gripping the edge of the table for leverage as he pounded. Karsa's claws dug furrows into both the table and floor throughout the process.

The bay also got a turn at her in that position. Cain lost track of how many times it looked like Karsa climaxed, but it was messily clear when the boys were done. When the bay pulled away, another waterfall of cum followed his dick out of her hole. Breathing heavily, she pulled herself up onto the table and rolled onto her back. Legs lifted and spread, she motioned for Cain once. Surprised by her insatiability, he obeyed regardless.

This time she merely groaned loudly as he pushed his way into her cunt with an audible squelch. He could feel her entire body vibrating with a purr as he picked up his thrusting. Cum and juices frothed around his shaft as he plunged into her. Back arched, her breasts moved in concert with Cain's hips. She was visibly savoring every inch of horseflesh she could get. After a few moments, Cain nearly fell forward as he came once more, dumping even more of his load into the feline.

Of course, the other two stallions were ordered to give her even more after Cain had finished. By the time Karsa was finally satiated, she lay on top of the table purring loudly, covered in horse cum, her claws kneading reflexively. Without a word, she motioned for them to leave. The piebald shrugged and left the room, the bay following behind. Cain was the last to leave, taking one last look at the messy animal on the table before closing the door.