[com] Tobias' Tiger Toy
"Cheers!" called out the bustling horned tiger while haphazardly waving an arm above his head, still holding the empty can he had finished minutes ago now. Stumbling along the pavement beside him was the laughing lion who had an arm wrapped around the tiger, Thaylen, either in an attempt to steady his 'friend' whom he had met that very night, or to hold him close to the lion in a casually dominant fashion. Tobias may have been a tad tipsy, but he knew all-too well that Thaylen would soon be feeling much worse than he was when the lion's slipped-in concoction set to work as they neared his car.
He awoke less than an hour later, but his head was spinning, his throat dry, and as he glanced around the dark interior, he grew anxious and fearful of this new, unknown environment. The moment he tried to move, he would realise two things. Not only was he completely naked, but his body would feel also like it was falling, causing him to let out a brief, panicked cry while he writhed around helplessly in the air, his falling sensation saved by various ropes hanging from the roof that held him in a slightly upright position. His legs were bent inwards, and his hands were pressed to his sides with rope to bind those, too. Deep, callous chuckles could be heard behind him, but due to his secured restraints he could only turn his head so far one way and the other, leaving him trembling in fear while he tried to focus his sight on the dark room, littered with planks of wood and boxes in one corner, and a door with a bookshelf near the other. "Hey, h - hey - please don't hurt me... I don't have anything I - I didn't do - anything, please."
The distressed tiger continued to plead, ignorant to the lion who then flickered on a dim light ahead, illuminating his prey beneath it, then himself once he made his way to the front of Thaylen, allowing his victim to see the grey-red fur of the bulky, imposing lion. The blackened mane at the back of his head. The red jaws and muzzle, as if he had just made a kill. Most importantly, the distinct green eyes piercing Thaylen's own gaze are what shifted the tiger's brain into gear, recognition and memory clear in his head now, which only added to the fear he felt from seeing the male there.
"Don't you look so surprised sweetheart. Normally I'd take you nice and slow, groom you to the point you'd be drooling in anticipation for serving your superior like the bitch you were bred to be, but tonight I have my own needs to sate, and it's been a couple of weeks since I've gotten my dick wet. Don't worry, you already seem excited enough." He commented, taking a step forward to gently grip Thaylen's erect member, making him jerk and yelp in a futile motion against his restraints. He blushed, screwing his eyes shut while the lion gave his cock a few strokes, milking a strand of precum from the tiger's tip before leaving him be and moving out of sight, behind the tiger where he had only to imagine the scarring acts he would be forced into.
"L - look, I'm sure we could work this out - I do like you, this just feels... I'm not this kind of guy, please I-"
Suddenly, his large, clawed, meaty paw easily wrapped around his throat and firmly squeezed while he leaned up close to him and quietly whispered through grit teeth. "You shut the hell up, scrawny little fucktoy. If you knew any better you'd realise how lucky you are, knowing you're about to be filled with lion cock."
True to his word, Thaylen would begin struggling as he felt the harsh hand of the male yank his tail so his eyes could revel in those puffy, orange cheeks he sported so well. Tobias slowly dragged his tongue up his fingers, pushing them past the tiger's pert butt to lather his hole. The lion did so rather lazily before readying his own stiff, pink barbed cock. Whether he lubed his captive up so poorly was deliberate or not, the tiger wouldn't know - he would only feel the invading tapered tip push up against his hole, causing a whine from the tiger's lips, which then warranted another harsh tug at Thaylen's tail, which to the tiger's dismay would only help the lion's throbbing tip push itself inside his warm, cosy rear, accompanied by a luftful groan.
The buff lion gave no more consideration now than he did before, eagerly rutting into the rear of his forced sex slave with an intense vigor, every thrust sinking his thick lion cock deeper into the whimpering tiger, crying out in pain while the thick shaft throbbed in a tingling bliss, the barbs surely not helping his stretched hole any. Tobias then wrapped an arm around Thaylen, getting a better grip on him to rut him deeper, to plunge deep within the tight and fleshy carnal cavern, feel it massaging and squeezing the lion's proud cock everytime the tiger tensed from these tantalising terrors, ashamed at his own brimming arousal that just would not go down while the rough lion bred him thoroughly and mercilessly, forcing out further mewls and yelps from the smaller feline.
With a growl, the lion held Thaylen in a firm grip with both hands around his belly, his rutting now a furious, primal need in a sudden shift of pace, claws digging into the tiger's fur, into his flesh, both felines now groaning and huffing with a towering lust. "Gonna give the cute little kitty some milk he sure won't forget the taste of." Tobias growled, his hips thumping against the tiger's pert rump over and over, as if powered by pistons of lust until he finally could take no more, and with a loud, dominant cry of blissful ecstasy, shot thick, creamy gush after gush, deep inside of the blushing living fleshlight. At the same time, Thaylen could take no more and spurted his own load in unison with his rapists, making a messy puddle on the floor before passing out to the sound of Tobias' evil, tired laughter.
When he finally awoke from his nightmare, he was back in his bed, feeling as if he was hit by a train head-on from such an intense 'hangover'. With a gentle groan he rested one paw on the side of his head and reached out to pull his covers away, feeling his limbs sore and tired. The sudden weariness faded, and he was left with a gasp, seeing a chastity cage now securely locked to his crotch. A vibration made him jump and look to the source, only to realise it was his own phone. Still panicked, he quickly went through his many notifications and found a message from none-other than Tobias himself. A picture of the smug lion holding a key, and the pieces fell into the metaphorical puzzle. "Oh no..." He said to himself, reading the one line the lion wrote along with his message:
"You're mine now, kitten."