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FAMILY MATTERS

One: Every Day Matters

~23 Years Ago~

It was pouring down with rain and the cardboard box was barely any protection against the heavy downpour as she lay within its form, trembling and shaking as she tried to wipe away the mess of blood and semen from her body. She had run the moment she could get herself free and though her so-called best friend had run after her, trying to give her aid, she knew better than to trust him ever again. Having leapt out of the third floor building and managed to land neatly upon her feline feet, the fifteen-year-old jaguar had then managed to clear the wall of the boarding school and run until her body could not bear it anymore. She had not known where to go, only that she had to get somewhere the dog would not try to track her down and her traitorous friend would not be daring enough to go. Her only chance had been the alleyway outside a busy nightclub known to house members of the local cat gangs and to hide amongst their rubbish as she dealt with the damage done to her body. She was lucky she had not been penetrated, but the bastards had still bitten her developing breasts and decided to cum over her for the fight she put up alone... though one arsehole was now sans testicles for that insult.

Shock and exhaustion had eaten into her body and she lay in her trembling mess with her ripped school shirt and her dignity stolen. She could hardly hear the hefty feet of another being marching down the corridor and she barely noticed when something paused beside the box, noticing her leggings that were sporting rips and her bloodied tail where her assailants had grabbed and bitten her in punishment for never giving in to them. She had remained there in her terrible state until she felt the shadow upon her and opened her great golden eyes in shock to see a young lion squatting down in front of the box looking in at her.

"You dead?" He'd grunted, hardly interested in the situation but curious enough to see what had happened at least. He'd seen a lot of shit outside the club, caused a lot of shit too, but he'd never seen a kid in her state before. Something in his dark red eyes caught her attention and she was sure she could trust him. Trembling she shook her head gently and he sat himself down to reveal that, though he was built big and stocky with muscles like any male in a gang that had probably been in prison before, his mane was only grown in a Mohawk style, though pitch-black and spoke that he was not only a fighter but probably only about seventeen or eighteen years old. She had been surprised to understand that and perhaps that was why she had trusted him when he'd stretched out his hand to her. "Come on... you can put my jacket on and I'll get you inside and cleaned up. The girls would hate me if I left a kitten like you out here."

"I'm not a kitten... but I couldn't say no... my name's Eisley." She had said, not sure why at first, she had not informed him she was Eisley Mancha de Sangre, granddaughter of the infamous jaguar drug cartel leader and worth not only money but it had not seemed important. She'd been aware perhaps that she must have come into lion territory, it was not the place where the cartel settled in their rich homes but where the thugs and the territorial gangs of the leopards and lions tended to hang out. Lions could either be cops or propaganda, the elite amongst the cat kind alongside the tigers and usually not the kind of animals her family hung out with. But everything about this guy had said he was not going to be like anyone else she had ever met before and when he passed her the leather biker jacket and then gripped her tightly to him, protectively perhaps, she could tell it was probably the first time he'd ever thought to help someone in his life and he was not sure if he were doing it right. "I'll just need to use the bathroom... and borrow a phone..."

"Don't sweat it Ice... the girls will make sure you're cool." He'd grunted as he'd opened the door and a gang of giggling hyenas and jackals suddenly paused at the sight of him and her. They looked at him with a bit of irritation before they looked at her trembling form, realised she'd been in the wars and then the hyenas, all female, had rushed forward to fuss and worry her. She'd been yanked from his side before he could do anything more than tell her his name. "I'm Kenny!"

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~Current Time~

Eisley had been slouching in her chair in front of the computer with a vivid sneer upon her face as her tail had flicked back and forth in dismay. She had not really been looking forward to dealing with another teenage pregnancy, but she could hardly escape it these days when kids were so very stupid. This time the kid was fifteen and her boyfriend was also fifteen and going around the school calling her a slut. Generally Eisley steered clear of pregnancies and dealt with emergency stuff, like bullet wounds, but this girl had been in a state of panic and told the nurse on desk that she needed to talk to some female doctor she could trust and the fear had been that the police would need to be called in to help her.

"Look Anne, I can't really give you anything without your parents' permission, luckily you're not too far gone that the option of an abortion would be out... plus at your age and in light of the circumstances I'm sure anyone can see that you'd not be suitable for this kind of responsibility. But I can't do anything without your parents knowing." Eisley felt like a piece of shit right then; if she'd let her real attitude show than she'd pass the girl the same kind of pill she gave the prostitutes that came in with the same kind of condition but she couldn't when it was a kid. Maybe it was because she was getting softer the more she aged, or maybe it was because... as a parent to teenagers... she certainly would want to know what the fuck this kid was doing. "Anne, I'm sure your parents are quite understandable about this... oh please don't cry."

"But Doctor my parents are really religious... they'd kill me over this... they'd really kill me!" The little Springbok was whimpering as she cried into her hands, sitting on the bed and looking wretched. Every time Eisley saw a little girl crying like that about anything that serious she found herself grinding her teeth in fury before giving a snarl of frustration and shaking her head. She had to play it by the book, there was no telling how much truth Anne was giving her or indeed what was really going on at him. Something itched at Eisley to say she had to get in touch with the girl's parents and finally Anne gave her the number of her mother at work and Eisley spoke as calmly as professionally as possible. All she needed with vocal confirmation and thankfully the mother gave it and Eisley passed over a pill with strict guidelines for the girl to come back to her in two days and tell everyone she was having a bad period or something. It was just between them as three women, but when the girl left Eisley slumped in her seat, whipping her tail about with a sneer before gently popping the top two buttons of her lab coat and then shifting about to let her bust get a bit of an airing... she really needed to get a larger coat, she'd had the same one for five years and but she knew very well what was due to turn up soon and why her breasts had swollen already.

"Just three days... three days and then I've got the week off as I go through hell and have to lock myself inside... I hope, for his sake, he doesn't get any emergency call outs during or I'm going to take his tail off!" Eisley grumbled to herself as she slumped onto the desk, waiting for the nurse to stick her head around the curtain and tell Eisley that it was time to go home. It was already eleven at night and her shift should have ended five hours ago, but the doctors in A&E were always being stretched to their limit and whenever it was getting close to the weekend there was always the chance of certain animals turning up and a situation only Eisley was trusted to deal with. Speaking of such things she got a surprise when the curtain was tugged open slightly and a familiar figure strolled in and then sat on the bed with his inner thigh oozing blood and an elastic band wrapped crudely about his limb in a make-shift tourniquet. She turned to look at the young leopard with his curious red blaze down his forehead to his neck that could have had him easily mistaken for one of her family and he grinned at her with the knowledge that she was going to help him out. "So then Markie, I see you decided to get in another fight with a guy holding a weapon? Don't tell me Alexander's got you watching the club VIP room again?"

"Of course he has; but don't worry your sister's doing well and she said you need to come and visit soon and see how your niece is doing. Seriously Ice, the little monster's already got a slew of boyfriends at elementary hurrying after her! Besides, Alex said Diego's been visiting a lot recently and wants to know how you've been." Markie was a typical leopard working in Spotted Territory, the collection of turf on the eastern, richer side of town that covered most of the jungle living animals and was the seat of the Mancha de Sangre Cartel. Diego was Eisley's father and also the father of Alexander's wife Mercedes, he was the current head of it all and in truth Eisley loved her father greatly but she had always had a difficult time with the whole family since her grandfather, her rock, had died in a car crash. Hearing that the family wanted to see her again was irritating but though Markie could see the expression in her face, he could not help himself but give a slight cough. "You know... Diego kinda made it clear that he could use you back... not just for the surgery but he says Alex is only interested in financing the club and not thinking of the bigger picture. I think... I think your dad wants your whole family back in the Jungle, not out here in the city blocks."

"How pleasant... but he couldn't have picked a worse time. You can tell them all that right now I'm very busy with my actual family." Eisley stated as she unclipped the tourniquet and then worked quickly to clean the mess up, disinfect it and then put in the stitches needed whilst Markie flinched and whimpered in pain over the matter. Markie was only about eighteen anyway, too young to be working as a bouncer but it wouldn't be the first and being a leopard he was lucky to have such a good job, most leopards were the distributors or they owned the clubs like Alex did where the merchandise was available in the correct marketplace. Markie had once called Eisley his mum, he'd been an orphan on the streets that her eldest son Hector had made friends with and practically dragged home. Markie had lived in her house, grown up with her kids but then at fifteen, when the little argument between Eisley and Mercedes had gone down, he had stayed with the cartel and basically been adopted by Mercedes, though Alexander had never looked at him as anything more than one of the 'men'. Eisley could tell he was about to ask the question about her cubs and she hissed at him slightly, her tail flicking about. "They're all fine, but Hector's at university and I want him to stay there, my main problems right now are the others... Leo and Tomas are not too difficult but Nero is certainly not the best behaved at the moment."

"Oh I see... but I'm sure it'll be okay... the three girls are alright yeah?" Markie questioned and Eisley sighed in frustration before nodding her head and finishing up. Once she'd let him go he just stared at her expectantly, waiting for her to just say something else. She had no idea what he was waiting but she slapped her tail about viciously in frustration before rolling her shoulders and deciding with a shrug that she could at least take him home. She finished up, got in the car with him and then let him go, only to grind her teeth slightly in frustration as she caught a curious scent wafting off Markie's back... something that smelt like her tart of a sister!

When Eisley finally got home she found the house black but for the kitchen where her husband looked to have just gotten in, covered in soot from whatever emergency scenario he had pulled himself out of and she breathed a sigh of relief to see him. When they had got married nineteen years ago it had been under serious protest from her family. What jaguar from a rich cartel starting out in medical school was dumb enough to marry so beneath her? This guy had been a lion thug from the Savannah turf where he'd been an orphan, poorly educated and knew nothing about life but being a bouncer for a Scavenger Club, the only people to have given a shit about an asshole kid like him who only knew his first name was Kenny and that Smith was a decent enough surname to have. A thug he may have been when they got together, but her grandfather had been so happy to see it happen despite the fuss of everyone else over it, he'd got Kenny to get equivalency qualifications and then to the surprise of everyone Kenny had joined the city police. It had been a position the family had wanted to exploit but Kenny had made it clear he was not interested in the family business and Eisley had been proud of him.

"Don't tell me you were called out before the kids were fed? I can't believe we both ended up in such a state..." Eisley grunted as she pulled off her coat and then began to strip down into her underwear. She had stopped bothering with the kinky and fancy underwear of their early married years and instead found her job meant practicality over everything else... not to mention she'd had seven cubs and her bladder had taken a few hits from her rather chaotic pregnancies. As Eisley stuffed the washing machine she noticed her big husband flop onto the nearest chair and she shook her head at him in dismay as he flicked his black-tipped tail towards a box of pre-frozen pizza sitting above the recycling bin and she gave a soft snigger. "Oh dear... well don't worry, we've got our little holiday time soon and we can make sure the kids have all the home cooked food they need."

"Ice... can I ask you about something..." It always worried Eisley to hear her lion husband's voice rumbling deeply with concern as he remained there, mucked up and barely awake. She looked at him with a grimace, her whiskers twitching at the thought that he might say something unexpected at a time when she was already getting on edge over everything. Right now the cost of things were getting a bit extreme, she'd run through the last of her inheritance on getting Hector paid up for university and with Christmas on the horizon money was getting tight. The car was starting to sound like it was about to fall apart and Eisley was already storing up money in the event of needing a new car, so any disruption to the financial situation now would cause hell.

"What's up Kenny? If you're thinking about resigning... do you think you can wait at least till Christmas?" With their jobs being decently paid things should not have been so desperate, but the last year the house had been falling apart, the kids had been going through chaos, schools had suddenly been begging for money and they'd had to pay out for a lot of vandalism damage that had been Nero's doing. Not to mention they really had gone overboard to get Hector settled. Eisley was very worried, but her husband gave a soft little snort before lifting up one of his big paws to scratch at his creamy coloured muzzle with his great black claws, ignoring the ugly crease across his face he'd gained in his life as a bouncer.

"Not that... but you should know I had a rather surprising visit from a certain Arctic Fox who works for a certain Labrador who seemed to know a little bit too much about our current circumstances. I'm not saying I said or did anything good or bad in response to it, but I get the feeling the past is going to catch up with us..." Kenny began, suddenly running his great paws through his great thick black mane with a soft snort before leaning back in his seat. The mention caused Eisley's hackles to raise, especially when she was thinking already about what Markie had said. She only had to close her eyes to see the look of that guy, her supposed friend who'd hidden away from the bastards to have attacked her just so he didn't get abused as well. He'd sold her out to the bullies and they'd thought to deal with her in their own nasty way - she wouldn't have cared for that matter too much, had the dog not then followed her around constantly and then tried to get things from her she was never going to give... not to mention power from the position she'd rejected to marry Kenny.

"I know what you mean... Markie turned up, apparently papa wants to talk and the kid stank of Mercedes. I think there's been some shift in the situation back at home and I'm worried. Dad wants me to deal with the business, but I can't do that... it'll drag the kids into that life again and we only got out of there in time to stop Hector getting dragged into it...." Eisley growled but she could tell her husband was thinking about the Labrador, Jason, who was likely to be arriving into their lives himself soon enough and she grimaced at the thought of going back down that road again. Eisley sighed as she strolled over to her husband's side, steadily unbuttoning his blue shirt as his great paws stretched out to grasp her golden shoulders with their vivid black rosettes as they both produced soft purring sounds to one another. "Did you want me to talk to the family then? I get the feeling that's what you were itching to ask."

"Uh-huh... Jason's trouble, the pack at the station see him as like some do-gooder that helps get kids off the street and into good jobs, but if you talk to Vice they know there's always something suspicious in how he finds these kids. I'm worried... he was weird to begin with and after everything you went through... I always worried that the old adage 'apple doesn't fall far from the tree' applies to him. As much as he wished no one knew that old bastard was his father..." Kenny began but she put her paws delicately over his muzzle before leaning into his lap and gently nuzzling her round cheeks against his thick chest with a purring sound. She didn't want to think about that, she didn't want to remember anything more of the past right now when she was able to sit in his lap so comfortably once more. He gave a soft grunt and bent to kiss her spotted forehead before producing a soft growling sound. "Three more days and then your heat begins and I can stop wearing this fucking cage..."

"Is that what you think?" Eisley chuckled gently as she stretched her paw into his trousers and felt about his neat black briefs at the great metal chastity device sitting about his thick cock. As much as he complained about it before her heat, it was the only way she truly could trust that her early hormones were not going to make him do anything stupid... well, she knew he would never be with another woman willingly, but some girls out there would do anything for a big hunky lion in uniform. Plus it wasn't all that bad... at least when it came off he knew the fun time was to begin and he could roar the roof off! "Well, lets hope we can make up for the past few months with it... I'm going to need you to give me more of your urine again to mix into my deodorant... it seemed to stop the males in A&E from sniffing too much and if Jason turns up I'm going to need to stink of you."

"You make it sounds so kinky... but to be honest, peeing into a jug that you mix into your perfume bottle lacks a certain... physicality I think we've been missing out on for a few years." Kenny chuckled gently, growling playfully as he felt her paw still shifting against his underwear, the fabric pinching tightly near his balls to make them clench as he felt a heat in his member. It was typical of his wife to be playing with him so close to their approaching marathon... it hurt whenever she coaxed him too far to the edge that he filled the device and was practically squeezing through the gaps in the coil to stretch to his full length. It was fun though, wearing it meant he was going to get some hardcore fun with his wife... and with it forget about all the usual hassle of their daily life and recall all their reckless stunts as teens and the young married couple they had been. But then he gave a soft little growl again as her claws stretched out to itch at the top of his groin a little too roughly to make him clench his jaw and hiss slightly in delight. "Ice... if you want to get this thing off and let me nail you on the table..."

Their words and actions were interrupted by the back door being opened and the two cats froze instinctively to see what was going on. Their ears swivelled, whiskers and nostrils twitched eagerly as they caught the familiar scent of their second eldest son, Nero, as he tried to sneak through the hallway only to freeze. The heavily spotted but stocky young cat paused to look in at his parents, his great green eyes, the mirror of his grandfather's, swelling in shock as he realised his mother was in her underwear with her paw down his father's fronts and his father's tail was stroking the groove of his mother's buttocks. Nero stared at them in a mix of disgust and distress before turning to look to his father in fury before giving a vicious hiss.

"Sick old male..." With that he stormed off up the stairs and Eisley froze on her husband's lap with a soft shake of her head in dismay. Somehow, even when it was painfully clear that Eisley was the instigator, Nero was never going to view any of this as anything other than his father's sick perversions. However, Eisley hopped off Kenny's lap as she spotted the fury forming in his expression and gently tapped his black nose, making him snort softly in frustration as she shook her head at him. Nero was breaking his curfew and going to be in serious trouble in the morning, but it would be better if Eisley dealt with it rather than her husband and she sighed as she looked at him with a soft expression.

"Could be worse... at least he doesn't stink of catnip or pussy..."

~23 Years Ago~

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"Ice... what the hell are you doing back here? You know your old dad will shit himself if he thinks you've done another runner from... Ice?" Kenny had been working weights in his room above the scavenger's club when his window had been pushed open and the little jaguar teen had snuck in again. Since he'd helped her the first time she'd seemed to always come looking for him when things got bad and that bastard of a teacher had tried to touch her up again or set his little 'gang' on her to try and break her spirit. He looked embarrassed as he covered up his loins with a nearby towel, suddenly aware that maybe working out in the nude was not the best option for him. But then he had watched her collapse onto the ground and he had rushed to her side. "Ice... what the hell did George do?"

He didn't need to ask, she was bitten and bruised all over, this time her clothes were all severely ripped and she was in a state of shock. Instinct had told her to come straight to the only person to have saved her before and Kenny looked at her very carefully. There were stains on her body to say the gang had caught her again, but this time there was blood on her inner thigh and it looked like it was still coming. He did not want to think that they'd caught her this time, that her Labrador teacher George had finally got his way and the poor girl had endured a tie from the old bastard... but as he patted her back she could only mutter one name as he put her into the recover position and then hollered out for the girls to come and help him. He was petrified for her and more so as he heard the name because he knew it was his fault.

"Jason... Jason did it..." Kenny couldn't believe that weakling kid, the old bastard's own brat that was abused just as much as the other students the old dog picked on, could have done this to the one being to have stuck their neck out for him. Eisley had been the one to take beatings for Jason from the 'gang' and she had helped him with his homework and given him a person to run to after all the arse-tearing he'd endured at his father's paws. But Kenny knew why it had happened... it was because he had confronted George outside the gates that morning when he'd been strolling by and defended Jason from a beating by the old male... he could recall now what the old hound had growled at him.

_"He's not innocent you know..." _