Cat's Disgrace
I know that some of my structure is a little awkward in the poem, and probably also in the posting of it. Please bear with me as this is my first. I am VERY eager to hear what anyone thinks of it. Criticism is welcome so long as it's constructive and intelligent. Material in here that sensitive furs should be aware of: humiliation, stretching, strong rape themes, and some backdoor action (Greek style *wink*) Also a few kids get involved in the end, but they're not being abused or anything. That's about it, please comment the hell outta me!! Thanks!
The proper furs gather into the square
eager to witness the spectacle there
Cat witch, black furred, the Devil's toy
having sullied herself with a village boy
a youth, dull witted but fair.
The righteous, led by her Lion mate
lead the wicked to their final date.
The witch and her boy, shamed and bound
paraded with ceremony through the town
A matching set of stocks their fate.
To avenge the hurt, his ravaged pride,
the Lion drags his Jaguar bride
to her wooden prison, to lock her in place
a grim expression on his golden face
his heart so hard since his trust has died.
She looks up at him from that frightful place
A tear slowly traveling down her face
But he turns and walks away
leaving her and the boy for the mob to play
Both locked in, bent over, on display, in disgrace.
Though the boy protests, proud Cat makes no sound
But her emerald eyes are large and round.
They plead with the mob, her fear and shame
making her shiver, lamenting her game
as her hindpaws are lashed to the ground.
The sun has just risen, and shadows are flung
from the forms of the males, the females and young
The townsfolk that crowd to administer justice
and teach what the penalty for unbridled lust is
hurling refuse and taunting with wicked sharp tongues.
As the hours wear on, the mob tires of their play
and gradually leaves to make use of their day.
The pair is left to contemplate the worst,
the ravages of hot sun, hunger and thirst
until twilight turns the sunlit square grey.
As night descends, voices are heard
the menfolk from their homes are lured
torches burning, fires alight
render the darkened city square bright
cold splashed water waking lovers filth-furred.
Brazen with righteousness and drink
the male furs gather and say what they think
"Filthy whore!" "Adulteress!"
They tear from her body her filthy dress
Exposing her shivering female parts pink.
She cries out and gasps in fear
as they harass her Cheetah lover dear
They cut off his pants, beating him, mocking
their eyes only momentarily locking
Through the crowd as they dance and leer.
And then to the Jaguaress' fright and surprise
she finds the bleak stare of her Lion mate's eyes
As drunk as his mates, with simmering rage
and her heart starts to pound within her ribcage
Remembering beatings, betrayals and lies.
For the moment he seems content just to watch
as the villagers circle, eyeing her crotch
One large brute approaches, "Now puss, you're so loose
Won't you spare the little one further abuse?"
As he loosens his britches a notch.
Though the cock that emerges fills her with fright
she nods as the Horse grins in filthy delight
and opens her mouth in wordless compliance
not daring to venture any further defiance
as the mob roars and crows at the sight.
Horse cock fills her throat, and laughter her ears
She can no longer see her mate through her tears
As she struggles to take it, not to vomit or bite
The Lion shoves through the crowd as though ready to fight
but instead stops behind her as the thrusting Horse sneers.
In his hand is a bullwhip, his face is so cruel.
He raises it, his wrath and drunkeness fuel
for the righteous punishment he's about to deliver
as he watches his adulteress wife's hind end shiver
he lashes her, for making him look like a fool.
Her cries muffled by Horse cock that's filling her throat
She's oblivious to the crowd as they gloat
Laughing and cheering and waiting their turn
as she cries all anew at the lashes' sharp burn
her consciousness barely afloat.
The Horse's hips punish her face one final time.
He pulses into her throat payment for her crime.
Withdrawing, he wipes his meat on her cheek
As she sobs and swallows, pain making her weak
She hears the midnight bell in the church tower chime.
Her mate at last cools of his pain dealing lust
He leaves after spitting on her in disgust
She recovers and lifts her head only to see
how horrible lies and betrayal can be
And how foolish she was to trust.
Her lover, the Cheetah, face beaten and bruised
The Horse standing nearby and looking amused
While a laughing Hyena rapes her love from behind
and the Cat feels as though she is losing her mind
Pain and arousal twisting, confused.
Her massive mate's absence makes the mob bold
and two furs kneel behind her to feel of her folds
rude fingers exploring her most secret places
in front of the scores of grinning male faces
and between grasping fingers her nipples are rolled.
Humiliated by desire and despair
she moans very softly and gasps for air
One young Wolf behind her holds a moistened paw high
"Look mates! She loves this! The pussy can't lie!"
Then the other Dog comes up and grasps at her hair.
He pulls her head back, and shoves his cock in
tongue lolling in a vicious canine grin
This time, she enjoys it, and suckles him madly
as he fucks her face, and the Wolf joins in gladly
mounting behind, claws raking her skin.
The Wolf grumbles her portal is not tight enough
and lifts her tail high, her anus to stuff
probing, invading, rod burning into her
as he rapidly, happily proceeds to do her
both canines impaling her, fucking her rough.
Untold paws grope her body, her thighs
as the Dog withdraws to aim for her eyes
Still grasping her hair, he strokes his own shaft
as he stares so intently and barks a soft laugh
then beckons a friend to join in as she cries.
Now two Dogs face her, rapidly stroking
Two thumbs hold her eyelids, furs laughing and joking
Facing twin cocks that threaten to blind her
as the Wolf continues to pummel behind her
Her nether-cunt hot, nearly smoking.
The Dogs jostle and pick up the pace
Until one, then the other fires into her face
Blinding her eyes, and then moving south
drenching and dripping and filling her mouth
then rubbing spent cocks to complete her disgrace.
Meanwhile the Wolf has her tail in his jaws
as he fucks her while gripping her ass in his paws.
The Dogs move away, she looks to her boy
and sees that another is raping her toy
but now he's erect, and flexing his claws.
As the Wolf pumps his juice deep inside of her rear
she watches, quite shocked, her lover dear
"What madness is on us, that pain becomes pleasure?"
she thinks as she watches him growing by measure
His shock and arousal quite clear.
Before she can spend any more time in wonder
the crowd makes way for hoofsteps like thunder
She stares in fear at a cock like an arm
Despite Bull's expression of masculine charm
a beast fit to split her asunder.
He snorts at the Wolf, who shrinks back in fright
And eyes Cat's pink flower, reflecting firelight.
He grips with his hands, her vulva widespread
and lowers his massive, sharp horned head.
To lick her sweet petals, teasing her right.
The townsfolk make bets, "Will she be killed?"
And they all speculate for the moment she's filled
The Bull at long last tastes his fill of her honey
and rises to plunge his huge cock in her cunny
For a moment the mob is stilled.
In that moment his phallus is poised at her gate
and her hot portal pulses, awaiting its fate
And then they all breathe, he descends as he must
and her belly distends with the might of his thrusts
Flesh shifting around his cock's massive weight.
Her opening stretched to a pink ring, so round
as she watches her Cheetah spill seed on the ground
The Bull shifts her muscles and pelvic bones
as her and her lover both voice loud groans
their torment becoming profound.
Bull pummels her g-spot and batters her womb
her vagina stretching to give him the room
to stuff his entire slab of male beef
into her womanly pulsating sheath
Her arousal filling the air like perfume.
Her wrists and neck chafe, still imprisoned in wood
as he expands her cavern, fucking her good
Unwilling, her climax soon overtakes her
She doesn't want to, but the sensation makes her
Feel things she has never before understood.
As her pulsations of pleasure start to rise
her tail all twitching, and there's no disguise
The village males witness, and renew their taunting
of the wanton and sinful behavior she's flaunting
And her female fluids spray forth and drench the Bull's thighs.
The massive Bull grins as his bloated meat swells
and his breeding-balls smack her, swinging like bells
Her generous breasts flung back and forth
as he slams her sweet cunny for all that he's worth
her heat milks the cum from within his twin wells.
With a mighty bellow, a mountainous heave
he impales into her, too far to believe
Massive balls pulsing and filling her belly
with thick heavy cream, and her legs turn to jelly
as he slowly withdraws his beast from her sleeve.
Thick waters run from within her, once he's withdrawn
and the villagers continue sick games until dawn
raping and poking and pissing and fucking
blends the rest of the night into taking and sucking
Till the sun comes up and the menfolk are gone.
The village wakes, busy townsfolk and carts
fill the streets, round the pair with their swollen, damp parts
Some children, all boys, perhaps five or six
Linger to poke at the pussy with sticks
As the female folk snicker with judgemental hearts.
One kindhearted child brings the couple some food
as his obnoxious friends grow bolder and rude
Eager to see what could fit inside there,
one thrusts in his paw to the elbow when dared
and the little group laughs at the cunt, wet and lewd.
The unconscious Cheetah slumped in his place
not moving when one aimed and pissed in his face
his body twisted, battered and broken
his ears now quite deaf to taunts that are spoken
having suffered abundantly in his disgrace.
The village boys' games, they have no need to hide
One mother gossips to some friends at her side
"For such shameful conduct, it's what they deserve.
It's good they are punished for having such nerve.
If you marry a Lion, beware of his pride!"