# Cat's Disgrace

Author: Wolfmom
Tags: Bisexual, Bondage, Bull, Catgirl, Deep Penetration, Double-Penetration, Exhibitionism, Gang-Rape, Mild Drama, Punishment, Rhyme

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!"

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/bebWvQEm