The sword of defeat...
The Sword of Emasculation...
General Rowlan watched as the remains of his army were marched into the town square. About five hundred soldiers still on their feet in all, those to wounded to stand and march having been finished off where they lay. The commanding officer was on a high balcony, in front facing his soldiers. Who were properly in rows and files looking sharp but dejected! As Her Majesties troops were not accustomed to the taste of defeated. There armaments including side arms having been collected and removed by the natives. These helpless soldiers were almost universal very young recruits, about 18 or 19 years of age. A few... principally drummer and bugler boys were only 16. Each soldier had a native standing behind him knife in hand. General Rowlan was a towering figure of rippling muscle, covered with a soft golden fur. Numerous small wounds covered that tawny body... blood matting the pale almost white appearing fur.
Even his broad handsome muzzle was marred by a long sweeping scimitar slash. That had almost taken his left eye, and even now the eyelid was half closed by congealed blood. But he was a Lion as pureblooded as they came, a General officer in her Majesties imperial army! Over seven feet tall he was able to look over most others, amber eyes narrow as he scans his defeated troops. His lips pull back in a bitter snarl, revealing long fangs, his nostrils quivering lightly as he tastes the scents in the air. His lads totally defeated by the Mahdi because Parliament would not spend the money for reinforcements! Which the Lion had urgently Requested knowing the strength of his adversary's forces. He could have pulled out of course... let the city fall as his army retreated. But that would have been dishonorable and cowardly and the Lion was anything but that! His round ears twitch and move, feline senses always alert. His chest is board and covered with firm lean muscles, the result of hard physical military life. His arms, which are as thick as other furs legs are suspended from stone columns.
Tied in place with heavy leather tongs, as are his ankles. The Lions long powerful legs were widespread, his naked body gleaming in the harsh desert sun. The big Lions normally we coiffed was wildly disheveled. It floated around his head like a dark-red halo, shaking gently in the dry desert breeze. Extending quite a ways down his back and around his throat, down his chest. Forming the beginning of the treasure trail of thick fur, all the way down his front to his bulging sheath. And in proportion with his large body, his sheath is long and thick between his tawny thighs. His balls almost the size of oranges held firmly by his tight feline sac just underneath it. When aroused that cock would extend to a length of eleven or twelve inches. As more than a few young native girls and handsome young males had found out! A thick ruff of pubic fur frames those might male genitals. The same dark-red as his mane, it extends along the insides of his thighs and the underside of his tail. Those legs are thick with powerful muscles, each of the three rather stubby toes ending in half-extended, sharp claws.
Behind him his tail twitches and sways lightly, the tufted tip brushing over the backside of his legs restlessly. The young soldiers were ordered to strip naked. And while they protested, the prodding knives encouraged them to do so. Soon, all the soldiers were naked, and facing their bound Commander. Much fun was made over there little sheaths, even when they were not so little. Their clothing was collected by Arab youth passing in front of them. Their hearts sank when they realized that their clothing was not coming back again. When they were all naked, the main Arab officers came by for an inspection. They selected about a dozen of the youngest and cutest, with big dicks and ordered them to line up on the steps, back to the wall.
The Mahdi stepped out around the big pale Lion... his flowing robe ruffling in the wind. "It is time infidels... time for you to taste the sword of defeat." The tall lean Cheetah pronounced loudly as he shook off his flowing robes. Standing before them all in proudly in his nudity, young healthy body sleek and well defined.
Though it looked small before the Lion's, it was quite plainly now small in its masculinity. The lean Cheetah's well-developed male hood was every bit a match for his defeated foes! But unlike the Lion... the Mahdi's was hard with arousal. The leering Cheetah proudly showed himself to the captured troops. And to their big Commander who looked on silent and nobly, Rowlan had been in this land long enough to know what was about to occur. Slowly the smirking Cheetah moved around behind the captive General. Grasping the Lions maned head the Mahdi shoved it forwards, even as a servant lifted the Lion's long tail. A second Servant boy bringing a big pot of butter up and smearing it over the Lion's bared tail hole! And then a bit over his master's long thick feline cock, guiding the one into the other!
General Rowlan gasped as he felt the Mahdi's hard cock head press against his tightly clenched orifice! Thus began a struggle that lasted for many minutes, but at last the Lion's muscles gave out.
And he sighed loudly as the Cheetahs thick powerful organ slide deep into him. A collective moan went up from his troops as the watched, knowing their Commander had been taken! More little Arab boys brought big pots of butter along the line, and each muslin soldier took some. With his belt knife point under the balls of his
Brit, he forced butter up the ass of the young soldier. Any protests were quickly silenced with a poke of the knife's sharp tip. Each Arab then began to force his cock up the ass of his soldier. Who was still standing at parade rest in front of him, but with hands on his head. The crestfallen young soldiers offered little resistance, having just seen their mighty Commander fall to such treatment himself!
The Cheetah pressed himself against the Lion's broad powerful back, resting his muzzle against his defeated foes soft fur. One of the Cheetahs paws taking up his curved dagger, while the other fondled the Lion's hot genitals. Even as the Lion's long thick cock began to climb from its hiding place.
The Cheetah chuckled softly as he felt the bigger felines male organ getting aroused. "So your liking my cock within you..." The Mahdi teased as his sleek spotted hips rolled and he groaned as he enjoyed his vanquished foes taboo orifice. Rowlan's labored breath was his only reply, but that hardly mattered. His big hot pulsing organs were making it plain he was enjoying his turn playing the Catamite! The Mahdi moaned as he felt the Lion's soft hole tighten on his hard invading cock! "Maybe I'll keep you..." The Cheetah taunted as his nimble fingers teased the Lion's hardening cock. "Pull you in my Harem!" He panted smiling as he felt the big Lion's powerful body tremble. "Would you like that?" He jeered questioningly as his smooth paw engulfed the Lion's hot throbbing cock. Stroking up and down it's growing length as the other paw rubs that razor edged dagger under the Lion's tight sack. Even as the big Lion bent farther over to hide his blushing muzzle from his soldiers. Not that many would have noticed... each had to deal with his over ravishment! At the paws of the Mahdi's army, although each endeavoring to control his own reaction.
The big Lion was not at all alone in his arousal at being taken... "I thought you would like that!" The Cheetah purred as he felt the Lion's hard male organ. The Mahdi's fondling fingers spread the Lion's slick pre-cum around the length of his pulsing cock. "Cum for me..." The Cheetah purred... "Cum for me and I'll keep you forever!" The big Lion shuddered at his molester's promise. "I shall touch it no more..." The Cheetah assured, even as his rocking hips sped up... thrusting into the Lion's depths harder and faster. "Cum for me... my sweet catamite!" The Cheetah's hot body pressed against the pale golden Lion's as the two sworn enemies moved in unison. One the ravisher... thrusting and growling, the other the ravished pressing backwards into those hard thrusts moaning softly! The Mahdi had mounted enough males to know the Lion was enjoying it. His tight feline ball's battered the backs of Rowlan's bigger ones. Both of them knowing what the conclusion of this act would be... for it could only be one thing. Both of them would climax... but only one of them could remain a full male!
The Lion big shaggy head rolled back on his shoulders, a long roar escaping from him... As his long curved organ sprung up... bouncing in sexual tension as it disgorged long strings of potent male seed. Those precious sparkling drops of male seed, splattering over the stones in front of the Lion. The Cheetah's pace increasing franticly as he felt Rowlan's sphincter muscles milking his hard male organ! "I cum... do it!" The Lion moaned weakly as he felt his rapist lose control and pound him savagely. "Put me in your harem... keep me forever!" The Lion moaned as he felt the razor sharp blade press in harder. Clearly the proud Lion wanted to be gelded before receiving another male's seed. It was a small gift the Cheetah was willing to give, as with a quick jerk. He unmaled his adversary only a split second before filling the Lion's tail hole with his creamy fluids. A collective moan rose up from the soldiers as they saw their General castrated. And realized that was the same fate that awaited them upon ejaculation. They moaned and fought to hold themselves back, struggled to escape. But in the end all of them orgasmed and were cut by their molesters!
The Arab guards who were guarding the troops switched places. And fucked different soldier eunuchs, using the spunk of the previous entrants as lubricant. One more inspection tour of the ranks revealed about a dozen really well hung eunuchs whose dicks were removed as souvenirs... The eunuchs still bleeding were marched off into the desert with the admonition. 'The empire wants eunuchs... here they are.'
The young beauties lined up naked, but unfucked and uncut on the stairs. Were taken to the dungeons inside, where they were brought out one a time for the pleasure of the Mahdi's Generals. They were all eventually broken and castrated, but over a longer period of time after having gone through days of being fucked and sucking cock. When the word of this outrage reached the Queen, two massive armies were sent. Much too late, of course, and the Mahdi was forced to flee with his wife's and eunuchs... One particular big golden eunuch was always at his side...
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