{"sf1_id":10993,"sf2_id":"bebWvQEm","title":"Cat's Disgrace","author":"Wolfmom","words":1864,"posted_at":"2006-05-26T16:34:00.000Z","tags":["Bisexual","Bondage","Bull","Catgirl","Deep Penetration","Double-Penetration","Exhibitionism","Gang-Rape","Mild Drama","Punishment","Rhyme"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/10993-cat-s-disgrace","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/bebWvQEm","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=10993\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"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!  \n  \n  \n  \n  \nThe proper furs gather into the square  \neager to witness the spectacle there  \nCat witch, black furred, the Devil's toy  \nhaving sullied herself with a village boy  \na youth, dull witted but fair.  \n  \nThe righteous, led by her Lion mate  \nlead the wicked to their final date.  \nThe witch and her boy, shamed and bound  \nparaded with ceremony through the town  \nA matching set of stocks their fate.  \n  \nTo avenge the hurt, his ravaged pride,  \nthe Lion drags his Jaguar bride  \nto her wooden prison, to lock her in place  \na grim expression on his golden face  \nhis heart so hard since his trust has died.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She looks up at him from that frightful place  \nA tear slowly traveling down her face  \nBut he turns and walks away  \nleaving her and the boy for the mob to play  \nBoth locked in, bent over, on display, in disgrace.  \n  \nThough the boy protests, proud Cat makes no sound  \nBut her emerald eyes are large and round.  \nThey plead with the mob, her fear and shame  \nmaking her shiver, lamenting her game  \nas her hindpaws are lashed to the ground.  \n  \nThe sun has just risen, and shadows are flung  \nfrom the forms of the males, the females and young  \nThe townsfolk that crowd to administer justice  \nand teach what the penalty for unbridled lust is  \nhurling refuse and taunting with wicked sharp tongues.  \n  \nAs the hours wear on, the mob tires of their play  \nand gradually leaves to make use of their day.  \nThe pair is left to contemplate the worst,  \nthe ravages of hot sun, hunger and thirst  \nuntil twilight turns the sunlit square grey.  \n  \nAs night descends, voices are heard  \nthe menfolk from their homes are lured  \ntorches burning, fires alight  \nrender the darkened city square bright  \ncold splashed water waking lovers filth-furred.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Brazen with righteousness and drink  \nthe male furs gather and say what they think  \n\"Filthy whore!\" \"Adulteress!\"  \nThey tear from her body her filthy dress  \nExposing her shivering female parts pink.  \n  \nShe cries out and gasps in fear  \nas they harass her Cheetah lover dear  \nThey cut off his pants, beating him, mocking  \ntheir eyes only momentarily locking  \nThrough the crowd as they dance and leer.  \n  \nAnd then to the Jaguaress' fright and surprise  \nshe finds the bleak stare of her Lion mate's eyes  \nAs drunk as his mates, with simmering rage  \nand her heart starts to pound within her ribcage  \nRemembering beatings, betrayals and lies.  \n  \nFor the moment he seems content just to watch  \nas the villagers circle, eyeing her crotch  \nOne large brute approaches, \"Now puss, you're so loose  \nWon't you spare the little one further abuse?\"  \nAs he loosens his britches a notch.  \n  \nThough the cock that emerges fills her with fright  \nshe nods as the Horse grins in filthy delight  \nand opens her mouth in wordless compliance  \nnot daring to venture any further defiance  \nas the mob roars and crows at the sight.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Horse cock fills her throat, and laughter her ears  \nShe can no longer see her mate through her tears  \nAs she struggles to take it, not to vomit or bite  \nThe Lion shoves through the crowd as though ready to fight  \nbut instead stops behind her as the thrusting Horse sneers.  \n  \nIn his hand is a bullwhip, his face is so cruel.  \nHe raises it, his wrath and drunkeness fuel  \nfor the righteous punishment he's about to deliver  \nas he watches his adulteress wife's hind end shiver  \nhe lashes her, for making him look like a fool.  \n  \nHer cries muffled by Horse cock that's filling her throat  \nShe's oblivious to the crowd as they gloat  \nLaughing and cheering and waiting their turn  \nas she cries all anew at the lashes' sharp burn  \nher consciousness barely afloat.  \n  \nThe Horse's hips punish her face one final time.  \nHe pulses into her throat payment for her crime.  \nWithdrawing, he wipes his meat on her cheek  \nAs she sobs and swallows, pain making her weak  \nShe hears the midnight bell in the church tower chime.  \n  \nHer mate at last cools of his pain dealing lust  \nHe leaves after spitting on her in disgust  \nShe recovers and lifts her head only to see  \nhow horrible lies and betrayal can be  \nAnd how foolish she was to trust.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Her lover, the Cheetah, face beaten and bruised  \nThe Horse standing nearby and looking amused  \nWhile a laughing Hyena rapes her love from behind  \nand the Cat feels as though she is losing her mind  \nPain and arousal twisting, confused.  \n  \nHer massive mate's absence makes the mob bold  \nand two furs kneel behind her to feel of her folds  \nrude fingers exploring her most secret places  \nin front of the scores of grinning male faces  \nand between grasping fingers her nipples are rolled.  \n  \nHumiliated by desire and despair  \nshe moans very softly and gasps for air  \nOne young Wolf behind her holds a moistened paw high  \n\"Look mates! She loves this! The pussy can't lie!\"  \nThen the other Dog comes up and grasps at her hair.  \n  \nHe pulls her head back, and shoves his cock in  \ntongue lolling in a vicious canine grin  \nThis time, she enjoys it, and suckles him madly  \nas he fucks her face, and the Wolf joins in gladly  \nmounting behind, claws raking her skin.  \n  \nThe Wolf grumbles her portal is not tight enough  \nand lifts her tail high, her anus to stuff  \nprobing, invading, rod burning into her  \nas he rapidly, happily proceeds to do her  \nboth canines impaling her, fucking her rough.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Untold paws grope her body, her thighs  \nas the Dog withdraws to aim for her eyes  \nStill grasping her hair, he strokes his own shaft  \nas he stares so intently and barks a soft laugh  \nthen beckons a friend to join in as she cries.  \n  \nNow two Dogs face her, rapidly stroking  \nTwo thumbs hold her eyelids, furs laughing and joking  \nFacing twin cocks that threaten to blind her  \nas the Wolf continues to pummel behind her  \nHer nether-cunt hot, nearly smoking.  \n  \nThe Dogs jostle and pick up the pace  \nUntil one, then the other fires into her face  \nBlinding her eyes, and then moving south  \ndrenching and dripping and filling her mouth  \nthen rubbing spent cocks to complete her disgrace.  \n  \nMeanwhile the Wolf has her tail in his jaws  \nas he fucks her while gripping her ass in his paws.  \nThe Dogs move away, she looks to her boy  \nand sees that another is raping her toy  \nbut now he's erect, and flexing his claws.  \n  \nAs the Wolf pumps his juice deep inside of her rear  \nshe watches, quite shocked, her lover dear  \n\"What madness is on us, that pain becomes pleasure?\"  \nshe thinks as she watches him growing by measure  \nHis shock and arousal quite clear.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Before she can spend any more time in wonder  \nthe crowd makes way for hoofsteps like thunder  \nShe stares in fear at a cock like an arm  \nDespite Bull's expression of masculine charm  \na beast fit to split her asunder.  \n  \nHe snorts at the Wolf, who shrinks back in fright  \nAnd eyes Cat's pink flower, reflecting firelight.  \nHe grips with his hands, her vulva widespread  \nand lowers his massive, sharp horned head.  \nTo lick her sweet petals, teasing her right.  \n  \nThe townsfolk make bets, \"Will she be killed?\"  \nAnd they all speculate for the moment she's filled  \nThe Bull at long last tastes his fill of her honey  \nand rises to plunge his huge cock in her cunny  \nFor a moment the mob is stilled.  \n  \nIn that moment his phallus is poised at her gate  \nand her hot portal pulses, awaiting its fate  \nAnd then they all breathe, he descends as he must  \nand her belly distends with the might of his thrusts  \nFlesh shifting around his cock's massive weight.  \n  \nHer opening stretched to a pink ring, so round  \nas she watches her Cheetah spill seed on the ground  \nThe Bull shifts her muscles and pelvic bones  \nas her and her lover both voice loud groans  \ntheir torment becoming profound.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Bull pummels her g-spot and batters her womb  \nher vagina stretching to give him the room  \nto stuff his entire slab of male beef  \ninto her womanly pulsating sheath  \nHer arousal filling the air like perfume.  \n  \nHer wrists and neck chafe, still imprisoned in wood  \nas he expands her cavern, fucking her good  \nUnwilling, her climax soon overtakes her  \nShe doesn't want to, but the sensation makes her  \nFeel things she has never before understood.  \n  \nAs her pulsations of pleasure start to rise  \nher tail all twitching, and there's no disguise  \nThe village males witness, and renew their taunting  \nof the wanton and sinful behavior she's flaunting  \nAnd her female fluids spray forth and drench the Bull's thighs.  \n  \nThe massive Bull grins as his bloated meat swells  \nand his breeding-balls smack her, swinging like bells  \nHer generous breasts flung back and forth  \nas he slams her sweet cunny for all that he's worth  \nher heat milks the cum from within his twin wells.  \n  \nWith a mighty bellow, a mountainous heave  \nhe impales into her, too far to believe  \nMassive balls pulsing and filling her belly  \nwith thick heavy cream, and her legs turn to jelly  \nas he slowly withdraws his beast from her sleeve.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Thick waters run from within her, once he's withdrawn  \nand the villagers continue sick games until dawn  \nraping and poking and pissing and fucking  \nblends the rest of the night into taking and sucking  \nTill the sun comes up and the menfolk are gone.  \n  \nThe village wakes, busy townsfolk and carts  \nfill the streets, round the pair with their swollen, damp parts  \nSome children, all boys, perhaps five or six  \nLinger to poke at the pussy with sticks  \nAs the female folk snicker with judgemental hearts.  \n  \nOne kindhearted child brings the couple some food  \nas his obnoxious friends grow bolder and rude  \nEager to see what could fit inside there,  \none thrusts in his paw to the elbow when dared  \nand the little group laughs at the cunt, wet and lewd.  \n  \nThe unconscious Cheetah slumped in his place  \nnot moving when one aimed and pissed in his face  \nhis body twisted, battered and broken  \nhis ears now quite deaf to taunts that are spoken  \nhaving suffered abundantly in his disgrace.  \n  \nThe village boys' games, they have no need to hide  \nOne mother gossips to some friends at her side  \n\"For such shameful conduct, it's what they deserve.  \nIt's good they are punished for having such nerve.  \nIf you marry a Lion, beware of his pride!\"  \n  \n  \n\n"}