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Part One: The Royal Tradition

Three months of mourning since Mufasa's death and Scar had finally had enough of them saying the old king's name. He'd found himself deep in conversation with the hyenas regarding what he should do and their answers were all the same - make them submit! But the idea made Scar wince... he was not a lion strong enough to beat the lionesses and knew it would never work like that. But there was a different way to make them submit... or at least sit beneath him... the ancient tradition that all lionesses of a pride, no matter the relation or age, were the property of the king and Scar had initially begun considering the lionesses in the pride.

His first interest however had come in a very unlikely form... the most innocent of the pride members and the one he knew he could manipulate with ease. Whilst lounging in his private den with his hyena guard outside, Scar was to be delivered a piece of food from the latest kill and today the delivery was being made by Kula and her mother. The little dark cub had always been a pretty thing in the pride... chunky and food obsessed... she was nervous beside her mother and Scar knew she was too loyal to the rules to be any difficulty - the best test subject. As the lioness started walking off with her daughter, Scar cleared his throat.

"Ah... young Kula... I was wondering if you'd like to stay and share bit of food with me. Of all the cubs in the Pride Lands, you're the one I know the least." He smiled in that non-threatening way he had shown Simba and Kula's mother paused for a moment. She glared at the king before Kula stepped over to his side and he gave her a slither of meat. As her mother had not been invited to stay, she knew the hyenas would force her out in a minute, but she was anxious about her daughter. Scar sensed this and smiled warmly... cubs were another way to make the lionesses obey him. "Don't be afraid my dear... Kula's quite safe with me. Don't you remember how often Sarabi would go on hunts and leave the prince with me?"

"Oh... yes my king." The dark tan lioness stated with a bow before stepping out of the den and calling good evening to her king. Scar grinned malevolently and encouraged the hyenas to keep anyone from coming near the entrance. He eat a little of the meat but then insisted Kula eat it all and didn't she look funny with her cheeks swollen with food. He found it surprisingly exciting and his own subjugation to the existence of a eunuch under his brother's reign... figuratively speaking of course... Scar had forgotten how much he'd enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh and had only found a few of the hyenas willing to satisfy his desires.

"You certainly enjoy eating, don't you Kula? Your mother named you well." Scar grinned and the cub gave a foolish smile before continuing to eat. Scar stood up and paced around her... sizing her up and musing on how her chubby little form would be a fun thing to play with. He lounged down behind her, casually enough, but made sure he had his sheath sitting behind her, burning with heat as he watched her little notions. Every now and again she'd strain at the carcass to pull off just a little more and her lifting tail would reveal the perfect little ring of her anus and that delicious looking slit. It didn't take long for Scar to start developing a throbbing in his loins and he grinned deliciously at the idea of exactly what he could do and encourage the cub to do without a fuss.

Kula was oblivious to it all... she had noted there was a different smell in the air and it didn't bother her. She was also not as completely naïve to the situation as Scar might have assumed... Kula had witnessed her mother submitting to Mufasa before and understood the rules, but she had a different thing on her mind. She'd found herself very much in love with her friend Chumvi and he barely noticed her... too obsessed with Nala. Immediately she breathed a heavy sigh and Scar suddenly gave a sound of interest. He pressed himself against her back, her hip brushing his sheath and Kula was not bothered at all.

"What's bothering you my dear?" He questioned and pitifully Kula explained her situation and her jealousy. Scar was amused and swiftly rolled onto his back before lifting Kula onto his stomach. He angled her so that each of her movement's touched his twitching sheath and encouraged her to tell him everything in as much detail as she could. At each word and each lift of her tail, which flicked at stroked the sheath with its paint-brush like end, the pink head began to probe outward, it's narrow barbed end straining constantly toward her little holes. But soon Kula slid off from his belly and looked miserable beside him. It was then Scar decided to introduce her to his dearest companion. "You know Kula... there is something you can do to encourage Chumvi to like you more then Nala but it's a secret technique and I'll teach it to you."

"Really? What is it?" Kula beamed in delight and Scar gently rubbed her head with his paw before turning her about and guiding her toward his widening sheath as the member within was starting to grow in expectation. "What's that?"

"A male's best friend!" Scar started with amusement before encouraging Kula to sit beside it. "If you can cherish that... no male would ever reject you. Plus... if you're hungry you can lick and suck it for a special snack."

Scar mused at his own words and Kula looked at him with shining eyes as she placed her paws either side of the lump. Under his instruction she gently pushed the furred sheath back a bit to see the narrow tip of his burning hot penis. Kula could smell something very interesting coming off of it and willingly dared to lick its prickly barbs. Scar gave a slight flinch at the sudden jolt of pleasure and was reminded how long it had been till he'd last experienced any fun. If things went well, Kula would be stuffed with his cream and hopefully be enjoying it.

The little lioness was curiously intoxicated by the taste, her tongue daring to lick more as if there had been no taste at first, just a strange sensation. This sensation was linked to something within her body that made her hind legs want to pinch and something tingle. She dared to slurp again and again; wrapping her coarse tongue along the ever extending lump of flesh... guessing its growing size was because it liked her. Scar remained tense, gritting his teeth and remaining amused as he watched Kula's tongue lap around him and on occasion even hear the little lioness moan. There was some wonderfully dangerous excitement in the corruption of this cub and Scar wondered how far the pair of them might be able to go in one session.

Kula's enthusiasm grew and she dared to try and wrap her mouth around the hardening cock, which was starting to becoming slippery with an exciting fluid that squirted every so often and tasted a little salty. Kula acknowledged the advice not to touch it with her teeth but found that a good deal of the dick could fit down her throat, though the barbs cut at her throat. Her initial choking cough and made Scar a little nervous, but Kula had been eager to do what she could... a strange glimmer of addiction within her eyes. Almost automatically she began to pull her mouth up and down the length, coughing occasionally and jerking the penis, which seemed to heat up with enjoyment.

The smooth clear pre-cum lined her throat, filling part of her belly but making her more hungry. It was so nice... a little like tears but so much nicer. She found herself giving puckering moaning noises every so often and these sounds seemed echoed in the groans of Scar as his balls knotted with what he knew would soon arrive. Kula's sucking became faster, something inside her wanted to rock back and forth and she felt a strange wetness forming within her mouth. But before she had a chance to really rock and put some strength into her motion, something shot down her throat... it's creamy waves swirling in her stomach to fill her up, making her gag though it remained jetting out of the end of the cock and into her face. Before she dared to cough it up, Scar gave a low growling sound... having managed to grit his teeth and gasp through this orgasm.

"Kula... to make Chumvi as happy as I am right now... you have to get as much of that stuff into your mouth as possible. Let me see it fill your cheeks and then you have to swallow it, thank me for it and any left over I've got a special task for you to do." Scar chuckled gently but Kula was anxious. Something about the stuff in her mouth felt odd... naughty and she was compelled to get rid of it quickly. But obediently she lapped up as much as she could off the twitching red member, which swiftly seemed to harden again before lapping it up off the floor too. She then turned to Kula, blobs of cum upon her face and forehead as she tried hard to speak through ballooned cheeks. Under Scar's orders she swallowed it before thanking him.

"Awe... such a beautiful girl... now I want you to use those little blobs on your face and I want you to do me something special." Kula nodded, somehow more confident because of the attention that Scar was placing upon her. After never really having many friends to play with, having such personal attention from a king was exciting and Kula could not help but feel some unusual pleasure for what she had just done... eager to taste what Chumvi might be like.

Under Scar's instruction though, Kula laid on her back and at his word spread her back legs. She'd experienced her mother doing such a thing to check that she was alright after an unfortunate moment when she had been rubbing her backside along the hard ground. But she was willing to let the king look... she couldn't disobey him after all. Scar was amused and delicately placed his paws by her tiny cunt and cautiously spread her lips though she giggled. He giggled with her, making it all as innocent and kindly as possible before he looked to her perfectly pink vagina and the glimmering bead of her clitoris... dewy from the enjoyment she'd experienced but not understood... yet Kula was growing up.

"Now Kula... in a minute we're both going to have a nap before we eat the rest of the carcass, but first I want you to use the rest of my gift and rub it into your pretty little pussy. I'll keep your lips spread and make sure you do it right." Kula stared at him in confusion... a little nervous of what he was asking her to do as her mother had warned her never to touch such an area. But... she knew that Scar was trying to help her and willingly she began to rub the sticky fluid within her. Scar watched with his mouth watering, pleased by the innocent way the young cub just flinched and seemed to be hot faced as she continued to rub his semen over her untouched vagina.

For a brief moment he was mused by the idea that maybe a cub so young could get pregnant from his attentions... but that would be another adventure for a different day. Instead, when he'd seen her look hot enough and groan as she struggled to bend past her fat belly and rub herself... Scar stopped her. He kissed her forehead and the settled the huffy cub between his forepaws for a nap. He decided he'd wait to see Kula try to deal with the excitement she was obviously developing before he would deal with it.

Who knew... Kula might become his perfect little toy to begin with and then he'd work through the cubs and the lionesses.... Already he could see the teenage girls doing their best to please him when he would suggest one could be his queen. But that would be later... Later....