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June was certain her friend Tony had come this way some time ago, but the trail went cold as she reached the ominous temple. The young cleric dismounted her trusty steed, a beautiful black draft horse who's coat had a shimmer from a fresh bath the night before along the lake shore. June was herself, a small but fierce looking snow leopard, her snowy white and blue fur hidden behind thick leather riding gear and a traveling cloak pulled very tightly around her form. She couldn't see a reason to not use the Temple as shelter, and guided her stallion into the entrance of the forbidden place, trying to calm her nerves as she looked at the temple walls.

"Relax June, it is just some fairy tale, I doubt Tony even came this way!" she said, patting the side of her steed and lifting her staff out of its holster along the beasts flanks. With a simple magical incantation, she illuminated the way before her in a dazzling white shimmer, smiling now that she had the comfort of light, a faux safety that put her mind at ease. She scanned the walls of the foyer, looking at large statues of some kind of creature, and paintings depicting scenes of lust and misery, heavily aged by centuries of wear and tear.

"Well it is old, I'll give it...." she said, pausing as she heard a strange noise echoing over the stone floor. It sounded like the circular, round about music one might hear in a circus tent, or on a playground for children. She was certain it was coming from down the hallway to her right, and her steed seemed to agree, it's cold eyes looking into the darkness.

"What is it boy?" she asked, walking to her mount and following his eyes as she tried to see down the ever growing darkness of the hallway. The music grew louder and louder as she focused, and she was certain it was coming from down there. With determination, and the close step of her equine steed behind her, she ventured down the hallway, her staff upward, ready to face any threat she might encounter in the choking, oppressive shadows. The farther down the hallway she went, the louder the music got, and she was certain she could hear the sound of people, like a crowd!

"Hello?" she called out, her voice bouncing back to her, suggesting perhaps, it was all in her head. She stood in the darkness, her steed right behind her as if they were attached at the hip. She smirked and reached back to pat his muzzle, trying to comfort him and herself at the same time.

"It must be our imaginations there buddy" she said, lowering her staff toward her side, just as a massive Shockwave of energy ripped down the corridor toward them. She barely had time to raise her staff as the entire hallways seemed to bend around her like a puzzle cube. It sent her onto her ass, causing her stallion to rear up in fear.

The entire hallway changed and she was no longer sitting on cold stone, but a warm, sandy like dirt as she was overwhelmed by the sights and sounds around her. She was in a MASSIVE circus Big-Top tent, a roaring crowd in their seats surrounded her, and in the center of the ring was a beautiful tiger in a tuxedo and a top hat, the ringleader no doubt! She quickly got to her feat, but her staff was missing, and she was suddenly aware, so were her clothes!

"What the hell!" she said, going to cover herself as her stallion nickered and stood behind her, clearly just as confused with the whole ordeal as she was. The tiger in the center of the ring pointed to her with a sweeping hand, gesturing to the crowd.

"WE HAVE A VOLUNTEER FOR OUR NEW EVENT, AND SHE BROUGHT A FRIEND!" he boomed, his voice magically amplified by something unseen. As he spoke several lioness ladies in skin tight pink leotards came dancing out into the arena, followed by a rather stunning looking lioness in a red dress. She was clearly in charge of this troupe, and they each licked their lips, as if looking at their fresh kill. June took a step back, she didn't want to play any strange game, she wanted to find Tony!

"THE RULES ARE SIMPLE DEARY. THESE LOVELY LADIES ARE GOING TO TRY AND MAKE YOU FALL INTO ONE OF OUR MANY....ENTERTAINING TRAPS." he said, gesturing around the ring, where June could see what he meant.

There were tons of dangerous, lethal looking traps in the ring. From gallows, to a giant dangling blade, to a it full of some kind of acid, to a strange four sided wrestling like ring. She bit her lip and looked to the tiger as he continued.

"SIMPLE ENOUGH, YOU JUST NEED TO AVOID THESE TRAPS, AND COME TAKE THIS SIMPLE COIN" he said, holding up a single gold coin, and setting it on a podium in the center of the ring. "AS A BONUS SINCE YOU BROUGHT A PET, IF YOUR STEED CAN SIMPLY COMPLETE ONE LAP AROUND THE RING, YOU WIN!" he boomed, snapping his fingers as the horse vanished, appearing on the outside of the ring, in a makeshift outfit of a racing horse, on a suddenly appeared "track"

June was dumbfounded, clearly this was some kind of sick, perverted show where magical powers took precedent. Still, her steed was he fastest in the village, she knew he could run one lap around this ring, it wasn't even that big! She whistled loudly to her horse and it took off, racing down the track, the game had now begun!

June turned to look at the lion women, who had begun to close the gap on her. She wasn't sure how she was supposed to avoid them, or fight them off, but she thought the only hope she had was to outrun them to the podium and get that coin. To her surprise, they didn't attack, but started dancing in circles, twirling and laughing as if taunting her! She smirked, maybe she was going to win after all!

She soon found that not the case. The more they danced, the more she lost focus and her mind got distracted. She found herself watching them bend over, shake their asses, wiggle their hips and slowly step closer to her. The more she watched, the more she found herself swaying to their enchanting dance. The lions got closer and closer to her with each passing second, and she was frozen like a deer in the headlights.

Her steed fared better at first. He was fast, swift as the wind he covered ground with ease, turning the first corner. His muscles flexed and bulged as he pulled into his first leg, but the lioness team wasn't about to let him win so easily. One of them stood on the edge of the track, casually spinning and dancing for him as well, wiggling her backside to him as he approached. The steed had far less willpower than his owner, and slowed to a trot, and then stopped as he stared.

"Hey big boy" the lioness cooed, gently sauntering up to the dazed stud, a large harness and leash in hand. The stupefied stud was sporting a rather large erection and huffing delightfully as she approached him, clearly unaware of the fate about to befall him, more interested in getting his cock handled and his lust sated. She slipped a hand around his neck, gently wrapping the thick leather harness over his frame, sliding the straps under his belly, brushing his fat cock as she snapped it closed. The leather harness fitting snugly on the still dazed stallion stud, as the lioness purred, walking around behind him.

"My my my, those are some HEFTY stallion making factories honey. We do have a strict rule for the Circus, no Stallions, so I think we need to get rid of them!" she said, cupping them gently as she walked back around his front. She snapped her leash to the harness and tugged, pulling the stupefied stallion toward a corner of the track, away from the finish line.

June was not doing well either, staring in a half drunken daze as two lioness dancers finally closed the gap, purring and rubbing against her body gently. She felt alive, their fingers massaging her muscles, making her feel tired, and horny!

"Say cutie, want to come play with me in the ball pit?" one of them said, pulling her arm toward a large, open pit in the ground where there were tiny "balls" made of some kind of acidic material. The other lioness whispering into her other ear.

"No, you want to come roll in the ring with me!" she said, pulling the dumbfounded June toward the fighting ring in the corner. June whimpered, her body wanting to move with both of them, her arousal now flowing from her body like a river. She moaned, trying to resist their charms. The larger, in charge lioness in the red dress sauntered up, her strut captivating, her bust mesmerizing, and her words enchanting beyond belief.

"Ohh heavens no, she wants to come swing with me!" she said, grabbing June by both arms and tugging her along, toward the looming gallows in the center of the ring. She couldn't seem to resist following the clearly in charge woman, her eyes caught between her amazing ass, and the gallows she was led toward, like a lamb to slaughter.

Her feral steed was soon led to the edge of the track, properly tied off to a hitching post. His lioness captor gave his flank a firm spanking and walked behind him. She inspected him as his daze slowly began to fade, but he wasn't left alone for long. Another lioness, this one naked and rather slender, sat on the rail before his face, spreading her legs for him and giggling.

"Hey stud, want a taste?" she cooed, her toes rubbing his neck gently. The horse's nostrils flared, and the mind numbing heat from her crotch sent him into overdrive. He wanted to hop up and mount her, but he was prevented from that by his harness. Instead, he had to settle for slurping his long, broad tongue over her fertile lips. The taste was sweet, intoxicating, and numbing. The horse began to lose the feeling in his crotch, his legs, and even his back. Everything felt lighter than air, and he lost track of time, mindlessly slipping away as she locked her legs around his neck.

June could see her steed standing there like a love sick puppy and cursed her luck, but she couldn't well do much either. Her body and mind were fuzzy, tingling, and she realized she was just walking mindlessly behind her lioness Mistress, up a small wooden flight of stairs. She wanted to turn and run, but she couldn't take her eyes off that shaking ass in that tight red dress, and up the steps she went.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GOT A HANGING PARTY" the announcer boomed, but June barely head the words as she realized she was now standing over a trap door, staring out over the crowd, and her love struck horse. The lioness turned to her and leaned over, giving her a firm, wet kiss on the lips.

The kiss made June moan, her mind frying like it was on a hot skillet and she whimpered, losing focus for a few moments, and when she returned to her mind, her neck was snugly tied up in a thick rope noose. The lioness took a step back and posed, giggling and lifting a finger to June.

"Hands behind your back honey" she said, and June reacted before she could even think. Her arms went behind her back, and she was quickly handcuffed to prevent her from taking her noose off on her own power. The crowd roared as June was prepared for her demise, and the lioness turned to the crowd, her tail idly swaying back and forth to keep June's attention on her.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am a generous Mistress." she began, laughing. "So I'll give this delightful little kitten a chance to escape my clutches. If her steed can keep his precious family jewels, I'll release her. But, if he becomes our newest gelding filly, she'll drop!" she said, clapping as the entire crowd boomed in anticipation. All eyes were now on the stallion.

June's stallion was not looking like he was even on this planet. His eyes closed, happily slurping at the pussy of the lioness before him, her eyes rolling as she climaxed, spreading her intoxicating juices all over his face and nostrils. Behind him, the other lioness was eyeing her prize, his thick, leathery stallion makers. The feral beast was so numb to the sensations of his body, as she cupped his balls, his cock didn't even twitch.

Say goodbye to your foals stud" the lioness said, reaching over the rail to grab a strange device, looking awfully like a pocket pussy or Onahole. With a giggle, she knelt down behind the stud, and slipped the device over his erect cock. It suctioned onto it like a vacuum, and began sucking at his cock, causing him to neigh in happiness. The more is sucked, the hornier he got.

June sat tied to her fate, staring as her steed was properly milked and sedated, her head swimming and distant as she fiddled with her bindings, unable to really resist, more frozen in a haze than anything else. From her spot, she could see the lioness behind her stallion pull out some kind of blade, holding it up to his nuts, the glint of metal flashing in the dazzling lights.

The steed was hopelessly distracted by the sucking flesh light, and the intoxicating juices of his lioness lover. His cock throbbed happily as it readied his last fertile load, his eyes opened wide, his nostrils flaring as he nickered like a wild animal, huffing and drooling as his climax came like a geyser, flooding the fake pussy wrapped around his cock.

As if on cue, the lioness behind him lifted his balls and ran her blade across the leathery flesh, separating his sperm factories from his body with a swift motion, the numb stallion unaware it had even happened. With a flick of her finger, the wound sealed with a magical stitching, and she tossed his used nuts off onto the track to be crushed into the dirt with the rest of his seed. She rose and pat his backside.

"Good gelding, just sit tight!" she said, turning and looking at June, who was now well aware of her fate. The larger lioness in the red dress walked behind her, purring softly as she whispered in her ear. "Down you go!"

The trap door opened, and June fell, only about a foot before the rope cinched on her neck and cut her air off. She couldn't even gasp as she hung there limply, looking out over the crowd, and particularity, the lion women still giggling beneath her. She swung, back and forth, her vision going blurry as her lungs burned for release. She opened her mouth, but nothing could pass the crush of the rope. Her ears began to ring as the world grew darker and darker around her. She couldn't even will her body to twitch more than a little wiggle, as her eyes grew heavy, she was so very. And with one last gasp, her eyes closed, and June was no more. Like her friend Tony, she was a victim of the Temple!

And what of her stud? Well he was carted off to join the other Circus geldings, happily drunk on lioness cum, and a new member of the Temples growing pet harem!