JizzPaw
#1 of JizzPaw
Jizzpaw
By BunnyBoy
This story and the charactors in it are copyrighted to BunnyBoy...
Warning the story contains material of a sexual nature between males. So if your too young or easily offended please go no further. Thank you for reading and please enjoy
The teenaged lion regains consciousness slowly, groggily aware of the pain in his arms and wrists as well as the cold metallic chill on his backside. The rather dingy room is darkly lit, but he can make out a statue of a nude male mouse standing on a pedestal before him. The crackle of a television turning on pulls his attention from the lifelike nude.
The momentary static gives way to a grainy video feed. A face peers at the feline through the monitor. It's a horse wearing a white mask with bright red spirals painted on each cheek. When he speaks the voice is electronically altered: it is deep and resonating with a staticy edge. "Hello Mr. Jeffers. For the longest time you have lorded your size and strength over you fellow students. Those weaker and smaller then you have felt the brunt of your wrath. You have also directed that rage against those who are different from you, the ones you deem less masculine. Just last week you lead your cronies in an attack that hospitalized a pair of your gay schoolmates. So here we are, today you are going to learn a little bit about what it's like to be the victim. The rather heavy device you're strapped to is basically a pneumatic piston. When the timer runs down the piston will push a nicely sized latex phallus into your tail hole. If that happens then you will have failed my test and well... you will have to pay the price. You see the toy is coated with a fast acting paralytic agent. Once it enters your bloodstream you will continue to feel everything but you won't be able to move a muscle. Which will be hard on you because if you fail my test I'll take my turn with you." At this the camera is tilted downward to catch a glimpse of the masked horse's still limp but rather impressive member. "However you do have one chance to save your self from this test and to leave virtually unscathed. You have to degrade your self, humble yourself, and show you can serve others. Before you is a statue of my own design. In its paws lie the key to your locks, the only way to get it to release those keys however is to service it, orally. Be careful, be gentle, because if you damage it you'll never get it to release that key. From the moment you get off that chair you'll have three minutes to free yourself."
The panicked lion briefly struggles against his bonds, straining at the straps holding his arms behind his back. He screams wordlessly in frustration before lurching to his feet. The heavy piece of machinery fixed to his rear slows him down but he makes his way to the statue. It's then that he notices the face of the statue, the mouse's face looks just like one of the boy's mentioned in the video. He sits before the statue and pleads, "Please don't do this to me. I'm sorry okay! I'm sorry for all of it! Please just let me go." He starts to sob as he realizes there is no one listening to him plead.
He doesn't need too kneel, the pedestal raises the latex mouse to just the right height. Sam hesitates for only a moment before slipping his mouth around the statue's flaccid penis. It's covered in some sort of slick, bitter tasting substance but fearing for his ass the adolescent presses on. He tries to ignore the taste and the rubbery feel of it as he quickly works his lips down along the shaft. He's startled to feel movement from the toy, the latex member slowly starts to grow, and he can feel something pulsing just underneath the thin skin. Startled he leans back, his teeth briefly scraping the fake phallus. "No" he screams, as the mouse's dick goes limp once more. Sam leans into the statue suckling on that cock trying desperately to remember what his cheerleader girlfriend would have done. He whimpers into the statue as he bobs back and forth on the enlarging member. He tries to think how much time he has left; it can't be too long now, when he feels a pulse from the toy in his muzzle. He doesn't have time to react before the pressure built up in that the statue's member spurts into his mouth. Shocked he actually swallows some but he ends up coughing the rest of the salty white goo all over the mouse's groin. Coughing and sputtering he falls off balance landing on his side. The heavy straps still pinning his arms behind his back.
The statue continues to spurt a fountain of thick white goop all over the disgusted lion but something else catches Sam's attention. The mouse's right hand spasms and with a tinkling sound, a single key slips from its mechanical grip. Still on his side the feline squirms, thrashing his way over to where the key lay. Behind his back the groping fingers find that small piece of metal and he franticly tries to feel where the keyhole is on the locks at his wrists. The key actually slides home into the first lock just as Sam realizes it's too late. The young lion doesn't hear the thump of the piston as it fires. He just feels the pain as that thick intruder spreads his tail hole wide open. The boy screams, thrashing against his bonds as the dildo pushes deeper and deeper.
His struggles die down as a door right behind the TV opens up. Sam can barely move now as the drug takes effect but he manages to look over. He's too week to look up at the man's face but he can see the horse's own thick shaft starting to get hard. "Ohh Mr. Jeffers," says the horse in a harsh whisper. "You almost made it out intact. Which would be more then could be said for those who fell on the wrong side of your fists." The horse's big strong hands slowly open the locks, and undo the straps before pulling the toy from the lion's tight little ass, this drags a moan out of the big cat's sluggish lips. "Well unfortunately, you failed this test so it looks like you will have to pay the price." Those rough hands grip the football player's hips and prop up his rear. One hand lining up the tip of the horses massive black shaft with that abused little anus.
Sam whimpers and begs, "Please don't do this. Stop it please..." his words are slurred by the drugs in his system but they quickly transform into a cry of pain as the horse's massive cock head pushes past that tight ring of muscle, stretching the feline open in one quick thrust.
The horse grips the lion's short mane pulling him back as he drives a few more inches into that almost too tight hole. Sam feels the horse's weight against his back and his breath on the nape of his neck as the man whispers, "You brought this on your self boy, and even then you had your chance to escape. You failed, and you must pay the price of failure. But don't worry; I'll let you go after a few days." With that the horse hilts himself deep into the sobbing adolescent. He slips into a rough pace, grinding his length into the teen's already mistreated rear. There is no kindness, no gentleness, as the horse violates the boy hard and fast. Soon, the horse grunts and drives deep into the boy, pounding his way through his climax, flooding the lion's guts with hot sticky horse jizz.
He pulls free with an obscene wet slurping sound, and Sam can see him walking over to the door. The massive horse stands there, his silhouette framed by the doorway, looking back as the crying boy sprawls across the floor, seed leaking from his rear. "Rest up Mr. Jeffers, you've got two hours before we do it all over again." The lion sobs as the door slams shut and the room pitches into darkness.