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A good journalist risks his/her own life everyday, but sometimes, the risk does not worth it...

Journalist

** A lizard walked over to the window, and stood looking out into the busy street. “Vivian, I am going to take over now, you better take a nap," he said.**

** Vivian yawned. “Derek, I think he is going to show up soon," she said in her consequential way.**

** Suddenly Derek smiled. “Here he comes, let's prepare the cameras," he said cordially.**

** “Wow! Frederick is shaking hand with the leader of Mafia, this is the fatal evidence," Vivian observed.**

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** 'Frederick's election campaign was bankrolled by the mafia.'**

** The next morning, the incident made headlines in the next day's press.**

** After a few days.**

“How's the investigation?" a man asked with some asperity. He appeared to be in his mid-forties. His hair was done very nicely, he had some form of oil mixed in to give a short but noticeable wavy form to the black strands.

Mike leaned back in his armchair and took his notebook from his pocket.

** “Frederick, several journalists from Hourly Planet somehow caught us red handed, Derek and Vivian are the main leaders," he replied.**

** At that moment, Edgar and Ishimoto parked their cars in front of the forest entrance. The house that Frederick lived in was in a narrow rocky valley. A stream of water ran over a sandy bed, in front of the house, and a rugged mountain towered behind it. Across the stream, too, there was a high, rocky hill, which was in full view from the parlour window.**

** Edgar pressed the doorbell and soon, it was opened.**

** “Well, come in!" Mike said. “Both of you came at the perfect time." He closed the door behind them and showed them into a sitting-room on the right side of the hall.**

** “Can I continue to join the campaign?" Frederick asked in an agitated voice.**

Edgar shook his head very gravely.

“Negative. Better wait for two years later," he replied.

** Frederick turned to Ishimoto.**

“Then, can I win the lawsuit?"

Ishimoto considered earnestly for a moment. “You will win in that case, I take it," he said at last.

Edgar smiled and laid his hand upon Frederick's arm, “Right now you better concentrate on the lawsuit, leave the journalists to us," he suggested.

** Frederick took his cigar from his lips and gazed sternly at his companions.**

“Fly to New York tomorrow and see if you can pick up their trail. Make your first report to me by the end of next week. Speed is essential!"

** “Certainly, your enemies are our enemies," Mike enthused.**

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** One evening, Derek left the office and walked towards the car park. Suddenly, a blue van parked beside him, the doors opened and some humans dragged him into the van. A man injected Derek's right arm, immediately he felt dizzy.**

** Two weeks later.**

** 'Derek was messed up by the gangsters and hospitalized for two months, most of his internal organs have disappeared.'**

** The incident made headlines in the next day's press.**

** A panda sat down, and her face grew white to the lips. “Vivian, I think you better leave this city for a while. Frederick is the leader of the Double Dragon family and Thomas is the leader of Mafia, and they are looking for you now," she surmised.**

** Vivian gulped. There was silence for a moment.**

** “The cops who were protecting Derek were all vanished without a trace and so they are reluctant to protect you now," a female skunk added, with a significant raising of the eyebrows.**

** “So far, the FBI has made no official charge against Thomas, but he is very upset, especially since Frederick is running for re-election. A scandal could wreck Frederick's political campaign," the panda concluded.**

** Vivian quickly quit the job and moved to another small city.**

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** One month later.**

A female zebra left the office and walked towards the car park. Suddenly, a blue van parked beside her, the doors opened and some humans dragged her into the car.

A man looked at her with great interest. “Vivian, stop struggling, or else we cut down your tail now," he said. He was wearing a standard shirt and left it unbuttoned at the top for a more casual look.

The girl looked surprised. “I am NOT Vivian, you kidnapped the wrong fur," she exclaimed.

The second man shook his finger at the zebra. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. One month ago, you quit the job, changed your name and then moved to this city. Don't look down the Mafia, you can run but you can't hide," he said.

“I told you, I am NOT Vivian!"

“Foolish zebra, your fingerprints have betrayed you," the third man said. Chestnut, greasy hair slightly covers a fresh, cheerful face.

** Vivian's face showed that she was thoroughly taken aback by this new development.**

The second man grinned mischievously. “Mr Frederick and our boss – Thomas are very pissed off," he said.

** “Leave me alone! What are you a-doin' of?" Vivian screeched.**

The first man unbuttoned her shirt slowly. Vivian started to panic slightly. “Shh…don't scream," he said cheerfully, pushing hair out of her zebra face. He kissed softly between her udders, moving up to her collarbone, then her neck, then her chin, then her lips, ever so softly. She turned her head to the side to avert her gaze, but the sudden rosiness of her cheeks gave her away. The van was moving and the windows were sealed, no one could see her from outside.

“You messed with the wrong people," the third man said in a rasping voice.

** “Mr Frederick wants to see you personally and give you a BIG present," the first man continued and gently stroked Vivian's cheek, wiping away a tear she did not even knows about. She felt a wave of fear rush through her. He reached under her knee-length, cotton skirt and slid her panties down to her ankles. He began kissing her medium udders again, alternating between them, and after a few minutes, removed her skirt, and then moved his kisses to lower parts of her body.**

** Vivian moaned at the feel of his fingers moving across her naked pussy. She did not want to make any noises but she suddenly felt very horny. The smile of the man was the smile of a conqueror. He even continued to lick her pussy and had also started to put his fingers up inside her but he could only go so far because she was still a virgin and her hymen was intact. “What a surprise! A virgin fur, Mr Frederick likes surprise," he observed. He could get two fingers up into her pussy for about two inches but then that tight little skin cover got in the way. It still felt incredibly good, especially when he rubbed her 'clit' with his thumb at the same time he had two fingers in her pussy.**

The second man rubbed his skinny hands. “Slut, I want you to kneel here, spread your legs and then push your little bum up into the air."

“I am NOT a slut and I do NOT like anal play."

“Ok, we'll go and make your panda and skunk partners disappear now," the third man said abruptly.

“Wait, I'll do it now!"

“Park your tail at your back," the second man said with a tolerant smile.

They almost lost it then. What an amazing sight. Her little legs were spread wide apart and that gorgeous little puckered brown hole was staring right at them, with her lovely little gash right below it and partially open so they could see right into her little cunt.

“We are going to play with your bum to pass time," the first man said as he pushed his tongue into Vivian's little cunt and began to lick up and down the length of the tiny gash, flicking his tongue over her clit each time he passed it. Gradually he licked higher and higher until his tongue was touching the little muscle around the entrance to her anus and then suddenly he pushed hard and forced his tongue into the entrance of her dusky little hole. He withdrew his tongue and said, “Her hole is not nasty at all, in fact, smells nice."

“Let me try," the second man said with a wave of the hand.

The zebra squealed a little but the second man held onto Vivian's hips tightly and pushed even harder, forcing his tongue even deeper. His tongue squirmed around in the entrance to her ass and she started to whimper. He then gently placed a finger on her rosebud and slowly massaged the little ring of her sphincter before easing his finger into her bum hole. She gasped a little but did not cry out so he pushed a little harder and slipped his finger in deeper and began to massage inside her rectum.

“We have arrived, let's continue in there," the third man said, chuckling.

** The driver drove the car into an empty warehouse. There were two more humans waiting for them. When the first man opened the door, Vivian thought that she could run away. But she was wrong, the warehouse was sealed. In order to escape, she must defeat all the enemies.**

“Ha! Ha!" the fourth man cried, clapping his hands, and looking as delighted as a child with a new toy. “Our boss is very generous, he gave us one hour to play with you. Although we can't pop your cherry, we still can fuck your mouth and your tail hole."

** Vivian was lost in thought for some time. When they removed their clothes, pure terror surged through her veins, icy daggers straight to the heart. They took turn to fuck her anus and muzzle until she could not walk or sit properly.**

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** When they finally dragged Vivian out of the warehouse, they met another three men. “I am Mike, here is your reward, we'll take care of her from here now," a man said as he put down a bag. He has tousled dark brown hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a mesmerising deep ocean blue, flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout.**

** “What a sexy zebra," Ishimoto said. Vivian gaped openly as she observed his sharp jaw, chin, and cheekbones. On either side of his straight nose were two blazing hazel eyes. Spiked, warm brown fringed with smooth green.**

“Come, let's go meet Mr Frederick now, our boss is busy with other things," Edgar said. Upon his arrival, Vivian felt her heart begin to race. Her eyes traced his tall slender figure, from his messy brown hair down to his worn combat boots two sizes too big.

They led Vivian to a boat, heat rained down on them like the breath of hell. The boat was an old timer, a veteran of the brine. The old planks retained the odour of the fish even after a storm. The order was given to cast off and soon the boat was moving away from the quay.

** “I am sure that you are very thirsty now,"** Mike said suddenly.

** Soon, the naked zebra's feet were locked in stocks. She was suspended in mid-air from her ankles with a restraint brace. Even worse, now her head was above the sea. Edgar lowered the rope slowly until her head was plunged into the sea.**

I am going to die. Oh god, I am going to die! I can feel it, I am going to die! Nobody has found me yet. No, please, I do not want to die like this. Somebody, please find me. I do not want to die. Vivian thought.

The ship was moving slowly and she began to drink the salt water. She tried her very best to raise her zebra head above the sea but she failed. The water kept rushing into her noses, muzzle and ears without her permission. When she stopped struggling, Edgar pulled the roped until her head was above the sea again. She gasped like a fish out of water.

After resting for a few minutes, Edgar released the rope. Vivian's whole body plunged into the sea and she began to drink the water again. She was getting colder, uncomfortably cold. Her body was shivering uncontrollably, she wished she could make it stop. A warm bed would be amazing right now, or anything warm. It was so cold. When she stopped struggling again, he pulled the roped until her head was above the sea again.

Finally, they reached an island. Here the sky and the water seem to fuse into one; blue on an already blue palette; but the colors of the island were very different. They were much hotter like the weather. From the pale tones of rose pink that were the essence of the guava, to the mellow yellows of mango, the cherry red hues of lychee and the fresh brown of soil, these were the epitome of the land.

Mike smiled amiably. “This is a private island where you won't find it on any maps, even the satellites can't see this island – we have pro to take care of the satellites."

Vivian looked thoroughly surprised at Mike's narrative. Her head was filled with several thoughts and “what ifs" constantly flooding into her brain. They released her and began to drag her first to a house, where they introduced her to their Boss.

Frederick observed the zebra on the floor, “Vivian, because of you and your partners, I lost a lot of businesses," he said angrily.

Vivian felt like every muscle was giving into gravity. What she wanted was sleep, a nice warm bed and a solid night of dreams. “It's my job to reveal the truth."

Did he mention my partners? Suddenly, Vivian thought.

The human scowled, with heavy, threatening eyebrows. “Of course, you are a good and devoted journalist. But I warn you, the Double Dragon family and Mafia are very powerful, you should not mess with us, Vivian. Or I do not know what will happen to you, but I am pretty sure you will lose some of your organs," he said.

“You killed Derek," Vivian said with asperity.

Frederick laughed contemptuously. “No, I did not kill him, I just sold his organs to my creditors. You see, a fur's organs are much more worthy than human's. We opened a small hole on his stomach and then pulled out his organs slowly – of course he screamed like there was no tomorrow, finally we plucked his dick," he explained.

** “Mr Frederick, he eventually died PAINFULLY in the hospital," Mike put in, his voice was deep and raucous.**

** Ishimoto smiled and rubbed his hands.** A grin spread over Mike's face, wide and open, showing his over-whitened teeth. In that moment his motives were laid bare; he was a mocker, one who enjoyed whatever torment he could inflict on others.

** This is NOT good. Vivian thought.**

** Frederick knotted brows gathered more heavily over his menacing eyes. “Contact the black market, this girl is very suitable for Artificial Insemination. Right now, we'll film her," he said.**

** Vivian's sallow face turned a shade whiter, “For God's sake, no! I don't want to borrow you my womb!"**

** Soon, Frederick and his friends undressed. In less than ten minutes, Vivian was surrounded by various types of camera. She quickly tried to cover her private parts with both hands, her head lowered in shame.**

** “Move your hands away or I chop them down," Frederick warned.**

** The camera zoomed in on Vivian's tits. It paused over the display of her womanhood, the nipples taut, the udders themselves small and firm. There was enough so that the delightful globes dropped slightly on her chest, but the nipples pointed upwards and out.**

** “Now look at me and play with your own breasts," Mike said impulsively.**

** Vivian's hands reappeared in the camera and she cupped her delicate, pale mounds and squeezed them gently. The camera panned back showing the distraught woman proffering her youthful udders to the audience.**

** “CUT! Very professional!" Mike said, keeping a straight face. “Now we'll proceed to your hymen."**

** They led Vivian to a table. “Obey me or your partners say bye bye to this world. Now, on to the table," Frederick snapped.**

** Vivian blushed as she lay back on the examining table and put her feet in the stirrups. She scooted down to the end of the table as instructed, and closed her eyes as Ishimoto began touching her labia. He looked toward the camera and smiled broadly as he spread her little pussy lips, exposing her clit and tiny hole. He nodded and Mike zoomed in for the money shot – her little hymen was intact, alright. She was still a virgin…for a few more minutes anyway.**

** “My creditors will surely pay me handsomely for this video clip," Frederick commented.**

** Mike stood quite close to the bed, however, and zoomed in on Vivian's tiny pussy as Frederick prepared to enter it. Ishimoto spread her lips for the shot of her hymen glistening with her juices. Frederick rubbed the head of his cock up and down her wet slit a few times, letting her feel what would soon take her virginity.**

** Suddenly, there was a sharp pain and Vivian groaned. Frederick withdrew his dick slowly, Mike zoomed in his penis and the bleeding cunt. After Frederick deflowered Vivian, the other men took turn to fuck her.**

** “Tomorrow, we'll film your tail hole," Ishimoto promised.**

** They fucked Vivian until she could not move anymore.**

** “Let her take a break," Frederick said with a sneer.**

** A few minutes later, Mike and Ishimoto dragged Vivian to a room.**

** Mike gave a whimsical smile. “Welcome to your new home, Artificial Insemination will start ASAP," he quipped.**

** Vivian glanced through the door on her left where a quite spacious room folds out. The walls were white, along with the ceiling and the door to the walk in closet. Light filtered into the empty room from the large window facing the driveway below. “Please let me go home, I promise I won't say anything to the cops," she said in a low, agitated voice.**

“You won't be punished if you obey us, press the bell if you need anything," Ishimoto said, holding up a restraining hand. “No, you don't need to wear anything."

** Ten months later, Vivian gave birth to a healthy zebra and the buyer was very satisfied.**

** “This zebra is a real cash cow," Thomas said with enthusiasm.**

** Frederick nodded. “See that panda and the skunk? They are Vivian's partners and they also participated in the Artificial Insemination project."**

** “We should inflict severe chastisement on journalist," Thomas grinned.**

** “You bet," Frederick said, sipping water from his glass.**

The end.