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Pulling her old pick up to the side of the road, Felka grabbed her phone from the centre console. Opening her messages she scrolled through the most recent ones from Fran until she found the one she was after. The address she was heading to was indeed 67 Veronica Street.

Having just pulled onto the street she at least now was certain of which house she was looking for. Fran had asked her to go pick up a bed for her that they had purchased from the local buy/sell group. Normally she wouldn't do these kinds of things for her friends, but she had felt sorry for Fran. Their girlfriend had just thrown them out and they had nothing.

Cruising down the street at a slow speed Felka was quite pleased with how easy this place had been to find so far. She'd still have plenty of time to take her dogs out to the local park once she got home. Sure, some people these days felt that keeping ferals as pets was cruel, but she loved her pups.

“61, 63, 65, this must be 67." Felka said to herself as she pulled up by the house. It looked like a nice standard suburban home. If you could look past the scrap cars and other various bits of junk in the yard. Surely this place couldn't be the right house that Fran had told her she was picking the bed up from.

Picking up her phone from the centre console again, Felka flicked it open and dialled Fran's number. Waiting for them to answer, she looked the place over again, it really looked like a junkyard more so than a house. But it was number 67 according to the number on the mailbox.

“Heya, this is Fran! I've clearly not answered, and I never check my mail so please don't leave a message!" The phone suddenly cut back into Felka's train of thoughts. “Dammit." she cursed under her breath. “Guess I'll just have to chance it."

Pulling the nose of her pickup into the drive across the road from the house she carefully reversed the old truck up as far as she could. Not an easy task with all the junk but she had done it. Giving herself a mental pat on the back for doing a good job Felka took one last look at her phone to see if Fran had gotten back to her.

Seeing no new notifications Felka casually tossed her phone onto the passenger seat before climbing out. Surprisingly she'd managed to get quite close to the front of the house by tucking her truck up behind one of the wrecks that was partially across the drive. Letting out a sigh, she made her way around the back of the truck and towards the front door.

Fran had told her they'd already sent the money to the person so all Felka had to do was pick it up and she would be good to go. They had even already pulled the frame apart apparently, so it shouldn't be too long before she could hit the road again.

Reaching the front door, Felka saw no doorbell. So, she gave a knock on the door and stepped back waiting for someone to answer. Despite waiting a minute or two nobody answered the door, so she stepped up and knocked harder this time. Hopefully, whoever lived here had heard her that time.

Not too long after she knocked on the door a second time, she could hear movement inside the house. They'd heard her that time and judging by the thunk of what sounded like hooves on a wooden floor, Felka hoped that they'd be kind enough to help her put the bed in her in truck.

The front door of the house swung open, revealing a gruff looking stallion who looked like he'd only just crawled out of bed. He was wearing a loose tank top and a pair of boxers that were falling off his hips. Judging by the looks of him he had clearly not expected her at all.

As she looked him over, she noticed that he had done the same to her. Felka was a Pantheress, who despite being a big cat, only stood about five and a half feet tall. She had worn a loose-fitting tank top of her own that day along with a tighter pair of jeans that hugged her hips tightly. She'd chosen that outfit not only cause it was comfy but because it showed off her athletic build nicely.

“Hello Sir," Felka started trying to not sound judging of him “My friend Fran told me that you have a bed that they purchased from you via the local sell group."

The stallion's was still clearly distracted by her outfit and she wondered if he hadn't heard her. She was about to repeat herself when he suddenly let out a loud snort, making her jump a little.

“Sorry girly, I think you've got the wrong place." He sneered back at her yet did not try to retreat or head back inside. Felka could feel his eyes stalking across her body again. “But if you want a go in bed, I'd take that offer!" The stallion laughed loudly at his own comment.

Letting out a scoff in disgust at the horse's comment, Felka could feel her cheeks burning in embarrassment and frustration. Where did he get off throwing comments like that at her! Sure, she'd not gotten any for a while but that did not mean she would accept that kind of offer from some random!

“That's a hard no." Felka scowled back at him, no longer hiding her disgust in his demeanor and look. “Just let me get the bed and I'll be gone."

The horse didn't respond immediately to her, instead he looked like he might have been thinking which made the feline wonder if he might have forgotten.

Letting out a soft chuckle and gesturing to the pantheress that she was welcome to come in, the stallion turned away from her.

“Fine, Fine. I'll get you to the bed" the horse quipped quietly moving out of her way.

Relieved that the stallion was finally finished dicking about, Felka stepped past him, attempting to dodge him trying to catch an eyeful down her top. Seems he was a damned perv. The sooner she could get the bed loaded up the sooner she could get out of here.

A quick look around the room which she had come in to and Felka could see that he clearly lived like he looked. The kitchen was an utter mess, old food containers, beer cans and miscellaneous junk were spread about everywhere. There was a rank smell that bombarded her nose when she breathed in too deeply.

She stepped her way over some of the junk on the floor and into the next room, unfortunately though, Felka's nose was further assaulted by the smell in the living room. There were clothes strewn about here along with more of the same junk from the kitchen.

“Err, sorry about the state of the house" The gruff stallion quickly spoke to her, which made Felka realize that she had been scrunching her face at the smell. The feline relaxed her face to try and hide her displeasure at the stench. “I've kinda had it a bit rough since my wife left me" He continued explaining despite her attempts to not seem bothered.

“I'm sorry to hear that" Felka softly told him looking at him feeling a bit guilty for judging him so harshly originally.

“Eh, it is what it is" he grunted in reply. “The beds in the room round the corner, second left" he said pointing to the hall across the room.

Making her way past all the mess Felka reached the hall and started down it, surprised to see that it was a lot neater. Like it hadn't been touched compared to the rest of the house. Perhaps he had been living in those front two rooms these days?

Reaching the bedroom and opening the door, Felka was disappointed to find that the room was also messy. Unlike the rest of the house though, this room looked like it had been used for storage instead of a trash can. Even the musty smell was better than the rank smell of the rest of the house.

Unfortunately though, the bed was still in one piece and was buried under some boxes. The feline decided that she would start to move some of the boxes off the bed instead of waiting for the stallion. After all, if she waited for him, it could take all day.

As she moved the boxes though she found that there was a lot of little junk on the bed. From old tools to some clothes unfortunately, but Felka was tired of being here already, so she had started to toss the smaller stuff to the floor. She wanted to be out of here and away from that stallion as soon as possible.

Having focused in on the task at hand Felka didn't hear the stallion step into the doorway. He stopped for a moment as he caught sight of the pantheress bent over the bed tossing things onto the floor. Her tight pants were giving him a beautiful view of her ass.

Those weren't the only pants that were getting tight either, the stallion had begun to stare at her and think about how good it would be to rail that tight ass. His boxers had started to get tight around his dick which was starting to respond to his daydreaming.

It had been nearly a year since he had a good fuck. His story to the panther had only been a little bit of a lie, he had never been married but his girlfriend had left him after he had cheated on her. But who could blame him when they had gone out drinking and he mistook her otter friend for her! That didn't matter now though, he had to deal with the matter at hand.

He hadn't put a bed up for sale, someone else must have given her friend the wrong address, or her friend did it on purpose. Who cared though, from the moment she had woken him up on that couch, he had planned to make whoever it was suffer for waking him. That it happened to be a good-looking feline just made him get a better idea.

As the pantheress bent over the bed to reach for some more of the junk, the stallion stepped up behind her and gave her a hard shove. Unexpecting the push, Felka toppled forward onto the bed. As soon as he did, he climbed onto the bed, using his weight to pin her down around the waist he grabbed at her hands. He needed to stop her from using those shredder-like claws on him.

On his way through the kitchen when she had gone ahead of him, he had grabbed the oven mitts as well as some good duct tape that he had found. He quickly got the gloves on her and taped her them in place, also taping her hands together behind her back.

“What the fuck are you doing?" Felka screamed at the bastard of a stallion as he taped her hands together. “Get the fuck off me!" She continued to yell at him. “I don't know what the fuck you think you're up to but-!" She quickly found herself gagged with some piece of cloth that tasted absolutely rank.

Before she was able to spit out the cloth the stallion made sure to tape her mouth shut. As he did, she could see that he no longer had his boxers on. It occurred to her then that they were what was in her mouth now. That fucking disgusting bastard had gagged her with his underwear!

There was no way this was happening, she thought to herself. She had been trying to do a good thing and help her friend. Why was he doing this to her? She hadn't done anything to him. What the hell was wrong with him!

The stallion then grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and pulled her head up to face him. It hurt like fuck, but she was too worried by the look in his eyes, he looked like he was crazy or a feral beast that was lust drunk.

“If you be a good girl for me this will be easy." He huskily spoke in her ear. “If you continue to resist and fight against me, then this will be a bad time for you. Do you hear me?"

Felka did not like the idea that he was either about to rape her or kidnap her. She was both angry and scared but she decided that it would be best for her to play along with his sick fantasy then to resist and end up hurt or worse.

Nodding in agreement as best as she could with his grip on her, she let him know that she was going to play along. Even if she didn't want to; and was hoping that he would stop. Her agreement made him drop her back onto the bed.

The stallion then bent over the top of her and reached around her waist to undo her belt. It was then up close and personal to his thick cock that she got a good look at what he had. It had to be something like eighteen inches! He could not be thinking that he was going to be able to stick that in her! There was no fucking way!

Felka's thoughts were interrupted by him moving beside her and giving a rough tug on her jeans. He wasn't even trying to be gentle at this point, he just wanted her stripped. She was kind of glad she had worn these jeans today now that they were giving him trouble.

“These stupid fucking pants of yours!" He cursed barely getting them down her hips. “Why the fuck do sluts like you wear shit like this!" He continued to rage until he gave up trying to yank them free. Felka thought for a moment that this might be over.

Attempting to get up the pantheress rolled onto her back. Before she could sit up or move anymore though the stallion jumped on her with surprising speed. He then held a boxcutter up to her face, his other hand pressing on her throat.

“Don't think you're going anywhere! I'd hate to accidentally cut you whilst you moved" He growled at her.

Frozen in fear Felka didn't move. He really was insane. He then took the boxcutter and held it against her hip, which made her flinch, before sliding it down to her jeans. He used the knife to roughly make a cut into the top of her jeans, before tossing it aside and tearing her jeans off of her.

Felka was cursing herself for going commando today, then he'd have more to deal with instead of her bare ass being on display now. But those jeans were too tight and made it uncomfortable to wear any sort of underwear and she kind of liked how they had felt on her skin.

“Look at you, not even wearing underwear!" He accused her whilst looking at her naked rear. “You fuckin wanted it didn't you! There was no bed to pick up! You just wanted your tight cunt fucked by a big stallion dick!"

Shaking her head in disagreement with him the pantheress was trying to plead with him but could do little with the shorts in her mouth. Her disagreement was the wrong answer for him though because he grabbed her tank top and pulled her face up to his and called her a liar.

Dropping her back onto the bed he got back to the task he had in mind originally. Reaching over her, he unceremoniously shoved a finger inside of her pussy. Felka gasped in surprise and in a little pain. He was being very rough, probing how well she would be able to take anything inside of her.

He then shoved a second in, making the panther groan. He had shorter fingers, but they were thick, and they alone were stretching her a bit. He was at least rubbing her in a way that felt alright, even if she did not want to enjoy it, her body was betraying her.

“You've got a nice tight cunt on you. Shame it won't be that way once I'm done" he said smirking at her as he yanked his fingers out. “Now I'm gonna give you the choice, either I can go in as is or you can suck my dick to make it easier for you."

Neither choice was good for Felka. That monster of a cock would not fit in either place comfortably. She decided it would be better if she did attempt to suck it, so she tried to motion to him that she would indeed take it in her mouth.

“Smart girl, I'd hate to immediately break you. Perhaps this will make it easier." He smugly told her. “But if I even feel those teeth of yours trying to bite my dick, you'll be leaving here a gummy cat. Am I clear?" He threatened her with his muzzle just a few centimeters in front of hers.

She nodded in agreement. This guy was fucking insane. He's going to rape her; he has threatened to cut her and now he's threatening to break all her teeth. He clearly did not give a fuck about how she felt in this situation.

Without any warning he ripped the tape off that was holding the shorts in her mouth, which she almost immediately spat out off the side of the bed. Felka gagged at the taste they left in her mouth. It was like they hadn't been washed in weeks, which judging by his house, they might not have.

Not allowing her a moments respite, the stallion slapped the head of his dick on the top of her muzzle. The look in the stallion's eyes was still crazy and she could tell that he wanted her to just get on with it.

Wriggling to a more comfortable position, the pantheress pressed his tip to her mouth. She could smell the musk on his cock, and with a quick curious lick she could taste it too. Thankfully, his dick didn't taste as bad as his shorts.

Opening her mouth, the feline squeezed the tip of his dick in. It was a tight fit and she could barely keep her teeth from scraping on it. If it wasn't for fear of the earlier threat, she'd just let him deal with the uncomfortable scraping of her teeth on his cock.

Pressing further onto it, she found that she couldn't take much of it into her mouth. It was simply too big for her. Nevertheless, she was intending to try and please him in the hope that it would stop him from violating her anymore.

Running her tongue across his dick and bobbing her head on his cock, Felka could feel him starting to leak pre-cum. Judging by the soft moan he let escape his lips, as well as the pre-cum, she could tell that he was enjoying the blowjob. It clearly wasn't bothering him that she could only take a little of his dick into her mouth before it hit her gag reflex.

Closing her eyes the feline focused on the task, hoping that despite his threats to fuck her, she could potentially get him off here and now, saving her poor pussy from being destroyed by his dick. Feeling the stallion's hands on either side of her head, Felka started to panic.

The stallion held her head still and began to ram his cock into her, deciding to take matters into his on hands and fuck her face instead. Every thrust of his was battering her throat, trying in vain to pry it open and force more of his monster into her mouth.

With a grunt and a particularly violent thrust the poor pantheress felt his flare jam into her throat. Her eyes flew open, and she tried to stop him. She couldn't breathe with it that far in her! She was choking on his dick. He didn't care though, he just kept pounding into her, forcing inch by inch of his dick down her throat.

With her hands taped together and stuck behind her there was nothing that Felka could do to resist the stallion's assault. Her jaw was hurting, her tongue was pinned flat in her mouth, and he had only just passed the medial ring.

The stallion didn't care though, he just kept fucking her mouth. She was nothing but a hole to fill to him and he was determined that this bitch was getting the entirety of his dick down her gullet, even if she choked half to death.

“Fuck, your throat is tight" He grunted as he rammed his rod deeper with another painful thrust. “You look like you're struggling. Does the little kitty need a break?" He sneered at her.

Despite his mocking tone Felka hoped he would give her a break. She tried to nod at him to let him know, but she couldn't move with how tightly he was gripping her head. Instead, he let out a low moan and made her swallow more of his dick.

With a throb of his cock and tightening of his grip on her head, the feline knew that the stallion was getting close to his limits at last. He wasn't giving up though, even as his dick and flare began to swell, he rammed more of his monstrous cock into her throat.

A loud neigh announced to the world that the stallion finally reached his climax. For the unlucky cat that had his dick in her gullet she was running out of oxygen and was starting to pass out. The feeling of him cumming gave her hope that she would be able to outlast him.

Dumping his load down her throat into her stomach. The stallion was lost in bliss, unaware of just how close the feline on his dick was to losing consciousness. All he cared about was emptying his fat nuts into her.

As his climax began to fade, the stallion grabbed the barely conscious cat and began to forcibly yank her off his dick. Dragging his still swollen flare back up her throat leaking cum all the way. He stopped with the flare in her mouth as it was too swollen to get back past her teeth without risking hurting himself.

For her part Felka just lay there, breathing deeply, trying to swallow and keep down the stallion's massive load of spunk that he'd just dumped inside her. She felt as though she had just eaten a three-course meal with how full she was. Her jaw felt like it had been dislocated and her throat was raw, but she was relieved that it was over.

Grunting as he pulled his flare from Felka's mouth, the stallion looked at the exhausted and worn-out panther who he'd just had speared on his dick. She had taken it pretty well; he was a little surprised. He knew that what he planned next would have her mewling like a kitten or screaming like a cat in heat.

Flipping the feline onto her back, the stallion moved her up the bed until she was lying in the middle. She was still gasping, taking in deep, heaving breaths. Not even able, or willing, to resist as he pulled her tank top off her and began using it to tie her hands to the bed frame.

Felka didn't have the strength to resist him tying her into place like some fuck pet of his. She was only just starting to get her breath back after the brutal facefucking she had just received. He hadn't been gentle, but she was extremely glad that he had not managed to fit the entire length of his member in.

The stallion roughly groped at her tits now that they were on display for him. He played with her nipples and even gave them a few rough tugs which elicited a pained gasp from the feline each time. He was enjoying having her here to satiate his lusts, and soon she would have his dick inside her again.

Moving himself over the top of Felka, he let his dick flop onto her. She could see that despite it only being semi erect now it still reached up past her belly button. The thought of him having it buried balls deep inside her pussy scared her.

“No, please don't." She rasped through her raw throat. “You've already had your fun, please let me go."

The stallion didn't respond to her cries. He gave her a look of feral lust and a wicked grin that made Felka's heart sink. She was fucked and soon would be literally. She just hoped that he wouldn't be able to get it in, though with the look he was giving her she was worried about what he would do if he didn't.

Grabbing his half hard cock, the stallion began rubbing his flare across the feline's pussy before pressing it against her entrance. She looked at him pleadingly in one last hope that he would stop, but his evil grin grew bigger, and he began to push forward.

It felt like someone was pushing a baseball bat against her hole. He was so big and yet, he was able to get his flare in. From there he was thankfully smaller though he was still stretching her.

As he edged his way deeper into her, she could feel his dick getting harder and thicker. She could not take her eyes off his cock; it was hard to believe how easily he was seeming to get it in despite the sheer size difference between them.

As his medial ring disappeared into her, Felka looked up at him and saw he had not taken his eyes off her. He still had that look on his face too. He was thoroughly enjoying the torment he was inflicting on her.

Moving his hands to her hips, the stallion gripped her tight before giving her several violent thrusts. He was getting tired of the slow going but for the pantheress, his slower pace originally had allowed her to adjust easier. These savage thrusts were instead forcing her to painfully stretch around his cock.

Tears were starting to streak down her face again from the pain he was causing. Felka closed her eyes and tried to imagine herself being somewhere else, but with the force of the stallions bucking she couldn't even focus on that. It was whilst she was trying to think of anything to distract her when she felt the slap of his hips meeting hers.

The felines eyes flew open with the realization that he had forced the entire length of his monstrous dick into her abused tunnel. Looking down she could see a bulge in her lower abdomen from where his cock was. How she had managed to fit it all inside, she didn't know.

Looking up at the stallion again she saw he had closed his eyes and was enjoying being balls deep inside her tight hole. The hands that had been firmly planted on her hips were reaching under her legs, suddenly, his hands had firmly pushed her legs up, her thighs suddenly pressed right against her chest as she was put into a mating press."

Felka was firmly pinned beneath him now and was glad that she was flexible enough to withstand both his fat cock and him forcing her into this position. How they were now also gave Felka an unobstructed view of her stretched pussy wrapped around his cock.

Giving her no warning he began to withdraw and slam down into her furiously. Every thrust ending with his heavy balls slapping down against her. Felka couldn't help but watch his cock slide in and out of her, amazed at how well her body seemed to accept the pounding.

Further making things worse for Felka, she was starting to get pleasure from this bastard. Her body was betraying her mind but there was little she could do. She was being forced by his thick flared cock to enjoy the brutal fuck she was receiving.

Keeping her pinned, the stallion continued his furious assault on her pussy, absolutely pounding her into the bed. Her tight cunt was making it hard for him to hold out, but he was determined to last as long as he could.

She was caught out when he moved a hand to her throat and began to press on it as he ravaged her tunnel. With her arms pinned beneath her there was nothing she could do to stop him either. As he continued to slam into her, he pressed harder, making it almost impossible for Felka to breathe. Her mind changed from enjoying the savage raping she was suffering, to worrying if she would even survive it.

After a few minutes more of the ruthless feral fucking, the stallion slammed brutally into her poor abused cunt. She felt his flare swell deep within her, followed by a veritable torrent of cum blasting out of him. The stallion threw his head back letting out a loud whinny as he emptied his balls into the pantheress.

His grip on her throat didn't ease there and through her dimming vision she could see that her stomach was swelling from the cum he was depositing deep into her. Somehow his flare and swollen thick cock was keeping it inside of her for now.

As she passed out it occurred to the poor feline that this stallion might have just gotten her pregnant. He had certainly flooded her womb full of cum and was keeping his dick buried deep as his fat nuts emptied all their contents into her. But for poor Felka that would be a problem she would have to deal with later.

With a deep gasping breath Felka suddenly found that she was able to breathe again. The stallion's hand had come off her throat and was now supporting his weight beside her. He had appeared to overexert himself and without warning collapsed beside her and rolled off the bed.

It was as he rolled and fell that she realized his dick was still balls deep inside her. His giant fuckstick was still apparently hard enough to not want to come out of her and instead ripped her off the bed with him. As she was violently thrown from the bed, her tank top which had been holding her in place tore in half and let her fall free.

Lying on top of the now unconscious stallion Felka could feel his heart beating rapidly through his chest. The position she was in would be almost comforting if she hadn't just been raped and still had the bastard's cock inside her.

Using her partially free hands she pulled herself from the stallions slowly softening dick. As his flare popped free from her ravaged hole, the horses cum erupted back out of her like a geyser without anything to hold it all in.

Attempting to stand and leave, she found that her legs were shaky and unstable after the rough treatment she had received. Taking a moment to regain her strength, she grabbed his knife from the floor and began to free her hands from the taped-on mitts.

Not giving a fuck about leaving a mess in the stallion's house, she made her way back through his home. As she was walking, she left a trail of horse spunk from the bedroom all the way out of the front door to her car.

Climbing into her passenger seat, Felka took a moment to just relax in relative safety. Looking down at her pussy she could see that it was slightly gaping and swollen from the monstrous cock that had been inside her. She was also leaking a fountain of horse cum out as well.

Felka didn't care that she was making a mess of her seat. She could just clean it up later. It wasn't the first thing to get spilled on her old seats, but it was the first time it was cum.

Leaning back, she tried to just calm down before she planned to head home and clean herself up. Her moment of respite was interrupted though by an unexpected and sudden vibration underneath her. Realizing that she had left her phone on the passenger seat, she quickly stuck her hand down and pulled out her now cum coated phone.

Wiping the spunk covered screen off on her leg, she saw why it vibrated. There were two missed calls and a message from Fran. Flicking open her phone she looked at the text from her friend.

“Hey Felka! Not sure where you are but I wanted to let you know I got scammed on that buy/sell page. Someone let me know that person has been going around doing it to others. Not sure why you're not answering your phone, but I hope you're having a fun time instead of chasing around an imaginary bed for me!"