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"Do you think they broke him?"

"I'm going to be awfully upset if they did before we even got a turn."

"Ryka, go try to wake him up..."

The sound of footsteps approached Carl as he tried to make sense of the sentences that he had just heard... though he wasn't sure if he was really awake or if he was dreaming. His mouth was free from the ball gag, though his entire body was so exhausted that he wasn't sure he could move. However, he suddenly felt one hand press against his shoulder. He jerked slightly, shocked to find that his arms were free of the silken restraints that had held him down earlier.

"Oh, Aura! He moved. I think he's going to wake up!" And slowly, Carl's eyes opened again. Standing above him was a white tigress... her large blue eyes were wide with concern... he wondered for just a moment if she was going to help him.

"Please... help me?" He still couldn't lift his legs. The effects of the venom from earlier must have truly sapped his strength from him. The other woman, Aura, came around, laying one hand on his chest.

"Are you all right? Can you move?" There was concern in her voice as well. Carl felt a moment of relief... perhaps they were going to help him after all.

"No... we need to get out of here... before they come back."

Aura's eyes widened, the rabbit's ear flopping to the side as she moved forward. "Don't worry about them coming back, you're with us now."

"They aren't coming back?" Carl felt relief seep through his entire body. He also felt his body slowly coming to life again, Aura's hand was on his chest... and it felt almost... warm...

"Oh, no..." Ryka gave a small smile and brought her hand forward. Between her fingers was a lipstick roll, and as she lifted it slowly to her lips, leaning forward so that she was inches from his face, she let it smooth across her mouth so that the sheen of it reflected in the lighting. Carl felt his cock give a little jerk-the way that she dragged the lipstick across her mouth was so... sexual. The way that her lips rolled as she smoothed the lipstick out was so... sensual. The warmth from Aura's hand spread to his aching member, and he felt it slowly come back to attention.

"Oh... no! Not again... please?"

"But I thought you wanted us to help you?" Aura gave a small snicker, and Carl realized that the strength was returning to his body through some kind of manipulation from her fingers. Ryka leaned in close, so that her lips were only an inch from his own.

"It's our turn..."

And before he could move to stop her, her lips were pressed tight against his own. He felt it as his body began to stiffen as though he were being restrained once more. As he looked down in horror, a thin layer of gold spread over his entire frame... he jerked to roll off of the platform... but too late. He was encased...

Trapped.

He looked up at the two wickedly grinning ladies in horror. Aura came forward, stroking one hand along his cock and leaning in close to whisper in a heated voice, "Time to play, fuck toy."

Carl let out one long scream before the ball gag was stuffed back into his mouth. He knew in that moment that this would never end. He was a plaything to these ladies... and he would be forever...

He could do nothing to defend himself as the hare crawled atop him and whispered, "Let's play..."

For a moment, he found himself vainly hoping that he was only dreaming... that he would wake up. The cat honestly wondered how he was going to survive this encounter-it seemed as though these women truly meant to use him up until there was nothing left. Carl had never imagined that this would be the way that he would die, but as the hare straddled him and placed her hands on his chest again, he couldn't help but wonder if that was exactly what was going to happen. He felt the warmth and energy pouring into his frame through Aura's fingertips, and with every passing moment, he found himself becoming more and more aroused. It was as though he could feel the very energy pulsing through him, curling around every nerve ending until there was nothing left but that heated flame; Carl wanted to fight it... he just found himself completely unable to do so.

"Please, don't!" He tried to scream the words through the ball gag, but he nearly choked on the backlash of air as it expelled from his lungs, hit the thick rubber, and then flooded back into his mouth. The hare above him, who seemed the visual opposite of the one called Frost from earlier, seemed amused by his attempted scream. Her fingers stroked for another moment up and down along his chest, and then she let her lower body slowly begin to gyrate against him-he could tell that she wasn't wearing anything on her lower body by the warmth that poured through the thin sheet of gold. Now, he was wondering how he had missed it... perhaps if he had noticed, he would have thought to try to escape sooner? To do something...

Of course, he knew there wasn't really anything that he could have done differently.

As he continued to think, he heard the hare's voice spill out. "Ryka, can you get rid of some of this gold? How can I ride if it's all covered?" The question was answered with a small giggle and an even softer apology. How could they do this to him as though it were nothing? Carl was well and truly shocked... these girls were all crazy! He could think of no other explanation for it!

The thought really frightened him... there was no reasoning with insane people...

His thoughts were cut short as Ryka brushed her fingers lightly across his groin. There was only a moment between that touch and the hare coming down against him-her purple eyes widened in delight as she shifted her hips. Carl felt it as her warm, wet core completely engulfed his throbbing arousal. He let out a scream that was once more muffled by the ball gag-however, she seemed to hear him, because Aura's gray ears perked, the yellow highlighted tips nearly quivering. As his length slid inside of her, the hare's left ear slowly slipped from its perky stance so that it half covered one of her eyes-the purple hues became unfocused, and a low moan escaped her throat.

"Oh, Ryka... he feels so good..." The Tiger seemed anxious at the very words, coming closer. Carl noticed the fact that she seemed to be wearing something straight out of Arabian Nights. She licked her lips hungrily, letting one hand trail along the edge of his jaw-as she did so, it felt like a piece of sensual silk was being ghosted along his entire frame. He gave a whimper, thrusting his hips forward hard and fast without even realizing, so that the hare above him gave a small scream of pleasure and both of her ears flopped forward into her eyes.

"Oh, God... keep making him do that." Aura gave a breathily gasped request, prompting Ryka's soft lips to curve into a small grin.

"As long as it means that I get my turn sooner..." The tigress said nothing else; instead, she let her snowy hands drift to massage his chest-everything in his body felt alive, burning. Each sensation was amplified. His back against the platform was cool, and the warmth of the hare's pussy clenching around his cock was enough to make a scream once more try to rip out of his mouth from the ball gag. Aura seemed intoxicated with it-with both of her ears now bouncing with the movements of her body, she began to ride him.

His own hips worked and thrust, though he tried to stop them-he flexed as well as he could against the encasement of gold, thrusting up and inside of her with each downward writhe of her hips, until they were in perfect tandem rhythm with one another. His own eyes were closed tight, and he felt something close to tears burning at them. Not only was this rape, but this was a rape in which he was participating-he had no free will at the moment, other than to be a slave to the sensations that he was feeling. He tried to let his mind white out, but it seemed as though it were impossible to achieve... all that he could do was think of how hot and tight Aura's pussy was, and how each thrust brought another throb to his cock, brought him closer to the orgasm that he had been denied earlier.

His breath was coming faster now-his body was already so alive, so aching from the denied arousal from before that he felt as though he would truly just burst when he was finally able to come. For a moment, he forgot the fact that he was being held captive, forgot the fact that he was not in control of his own movements or fate... and he simply lost himself to the building sensation of the orgasm that was coming.

He could hear the sound of Aura's wet core as he invaded it again and again, hear the sound of his balls slapping up and then back against the platform beneath him as he thrust into her again and again. He could feel as his long length dove deep inside of her, nearly hitting her limits... and he could feel the tight clench of her core with each thrust, as though he were spilling again and again into a cavern that meant to keep him with each and every thrust...

Each movement seemed to bring him closer to the edge, closer to what he was longing for... and for a while, he didn't notice the fact that the prolonged feeling was abnormal-Carl was too absorbed in the fact that he was so close, and that neither girl seemed to be leaving his frame. He was too enthralled with the feeling of her warmth and tightness around him-even the massage from the white tiger against his chest was so pleasurable that he wanted to simply explode.

However, as the thrusts continued, Carl began to realize something... he felt as though he were going to come... he felt that aching, pulsing sensation; it was that feeling that could drive you wild, the feeling that you were only meant to have for a few minutes as your climax built...

That feeling wasn't going away.

He suddenly realized exactly what was going on, though his body continued to move in tandem with Aura's in defiance of his new knowledge. Through some sort of magic, one or both of the girls were manipulating his body so that he could teeter on the edge, but he would never fall into the ocean of pleasure that was a climax. His eyes flew open wide, and he nearly choked as he gasped for air from behind his gag. Ryka gave a low, aroused laugh.

"Ah, you just got it, didn't you? Your face is so cute when you think you're going to come..." She slipped her hands upward so that she cupped either cheek... "Don't get your hopes up, kitten... you're ours, and we like to play with our toys a certain way..." She leaned down, rubbing her lips together so that he saw the way that the lipstick on her mouth smoothed over their plumpness...

Carl could do nothing but whimper in response-he knew that she was right, and he didn't know how he was ever going to find a way out of this. He couldn't really concentrate on what she was saying, however, because Aura was still riding his cock as though she meant to break him in two. His eyes flickered to her, though he was dizzy with his need to find release. Her chest was heaving hard, her breasts bouncing as she continued to work and ride against him. Her mouth was parted, and both ears continued to flop with her movements. He could almost see the orgasm as it overtook her. Her breathing came faster, and she started to ride him harder, so that he was literally screaming with the need to follow her into pleasure behind the ball gag.

He could feel the first rippling clench of her core around his cock as she began to spasm in orgasm. Her hands left his chest and came up to her hair, pulling through it as her mouth gaped. Aura began to moan, softly at first, but louder as her orgasm grew. He could feel the powerful tightening of her inner walls around him, and the sensation actually brought tears to his eyes-he could feel his own orgasm so close, and yet he knew that he would never attain it. He screamed in time with her moans, one loud and ragged sound after another... though each scream was lost to the rubber of the ball in his mouth.

It seemed as though her orgasm lasted forever-she rode him hard and fast, bringing him so deeply inside of her that he felt his tip hitting her cervix. Finally, with one last scream, she fell down against him so that she lay against his gold coated chest, her breath still spilling out in huge gasps... and her core still clenching over and over again around his throbbing cock.

After what seemed to be a few minutes, she finally raised her head, her eyes completely lazy. A grin formed on her lips and she let her gaze completely skip up past Carl and to Ryka...

"Oh my God, you have to try him out."

Try him out-as though her were some ride at an amusement park that was so phenomenal that it had to be shared with a friend. He let out one more yell from behind the ball gag, trying to jerk his body from left to right as the hare climbed off of his frame.

He only had a moment of freedom, however, because the white tiger quickly crawled atop him and grinned...

"Oh, you have no idea how much I've been wanting to do this. Ever since I saw her take you for the first time... We're going to have so much fun." Her gold painted lips quirked up into a grin and she lowered herself down onto his cock without warning-immediately the sensation of arousal was back, as hard and as strong as it had been before. Aura was behind him, though he could see the slight sway to her stance from her pleasure drunken state. Her hands worked, massaging his chest through the thin layer of gold. Each flex of the hare's fingers brought that pulsing feeling of need to the surface again, until he was gasping with desire. He could hardly breathe from behind the gag-the extended rush of blood to his arousal was making him dizzy...

"Please..." He tried to beg from beneath the gag, but neither girl seemed to hear him. Ryka was rolling her hips in a completely opposite motion of Aura-she was hardly riding him. Instead, each roll of her hips brought him out for a moment before taking him back in, so that her body barely moved from his. He could see the glisten of her golden lipsticked mouth as it curved into a grin of pure pleasure.

"Yes... you feel so good..." She was speaking as though she was making love to him, and it was perhaps that which drove him all the more crazy. He could feel his cock throbbing, feel his entire body tingling and screaming for the orgasm that would never come... everything about him was completely and utterly on fire, and he knew that there was no water in sight to put out the flames.

Ryka continued with her motions for what seemed hours-Carl was nearly blinded by need... he wanted to scream, but his throat felt ragged and raw, and he hardly had the strength to fill his lungs. He just wanted to faint in that moment.

The tiger above him continued to roll her hips... and then just as suddenly, she was gone, off of his body. The hands on his chest stopped touching him... and it was as though a great wash of relief spilled through him. Though he was still aroused, he no longer felt that intense need-though it would take a while, he knew that the hardness of his length would fade away. He didn't understand why Ryka had crawled off of him before she was finished, but he didn't care.

He heard whispering but didn't have the mind to pay attention to what they were saying. Instead, he just let his eyes slip closed and took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. The girls seemed to whisper for an hour, and then both circled in front of him to look at him - he didn't even bother opening his eyes. Instead, he just heard as something was placed on the platform beside him, and then the sound of dragging as it was positioned beside his legs.

"Should I fuck him, or should you?" Carl's eyes opened slowly, focusing on the ladies in front of him. The object that had been moved was a stool... and he wasn't sure at all as to what was happening. However, Ryka looked for a moment from Carl's cock that was slowly showing signs of arousal leaving... to his mouth, still bound with the gag. "I think you should - you've always liked pounding ass."

Carl's eyes widened in shock as the girls looked at one other, each with a wicked grin. Ryka lifted his body up, maneuvering him easily since he had no leverage to work with while the gold still encased him. Both girls worked, dragging him until he was on his knees with torso draped over a stool. His ass was left bare and hanging in the air, facing the girls.

"Oh, that looks so uncomfortable... here..." Ryka gave a snap to her fingers, and a pillow suddenly appeared in her hand. She took care to position his head, as though they were both completely concerned with being delicate on his behalf. After a moment, they both nodded. Ryka let her hand pass for a moment over his ass, and he felt it as the air touched his bare bottom. His eyes widened in horror... he wanted to choke out words from behind the gag... to do anything, but all that he could do was keep his head twisted so that he watched with growing apprehension as Ryka turned to Aura.

"You ready? This will be a show that he never forgets..." Ryka gave another snap to her fingers, and suddenly Aura's hips were covered with something that tore a scream out of Carl's throat. A large strap-on now rested over her vagina. With a grin at Carl, she thrust her hips slowly to get a practice with the motion.

"This is going to be so good... you're going to love it... though you'd never say it aloud." Aura seemed to find her own words rather amusing, because she began to laugh softly as Ryka handed her a tube of lubricant. He didn't have time to protest in the least-she slicked up the dildo and then squeezed the lube onto two of her fingers. For a moment, she just let her wet fingers play against the outside of his tight ass... but then she slowly let first one and then another finger slip past the ring of muscle and into his hole, so that she slicked his inner walls.

He screamed as hard and as fast as he could, trying to make any kind of a sound now that would draw some sort of attention - he didn't care what kind... he just didn't want this to happen. The girls were dominating him, depriving him of pleasure... and now they were forcing him to have a type of sex that he had never even fathomed for himself? This was torture... and it was all happening because he was the sort of kind cat who stopped to help someone if they looked as though they needed it...

Another scream flew from his throat as he felt the tip of the dildo begin to push against his core. Aura thrust forward slowly, letting the tip of the false cock slowly penetrate past the ring of muscle and then slip in so slowly, barely even an inch at a time until she filled him-he had never felt anything like it in his life... and he was burning with shame at the fact that it actually felt somewhat pleasurable.

While he was focused on what was happening behind him, Ryka had come around in front of him. A chair had suddenly appeared beside his head, and Ryka propped one foot up on it, so that her core was directly in front of his face. "I want to get off while I watch her fuck you... are you going to do that for me, kitty?" She gave a small grin and then pulled the ball gag from his mouth. Before he had time to draw in a breath to scream, she had thrust her hips forward so that as he opened his mouth, his tongue met with her quivering little bud. He didn't want to do anything, didn't want to bring her pleasure, but she began to grind and work her hips against his mouth so that he had no choice - in perfect time with her companion, Aura began to thrust in and out of his ass at a slow pace, so that his jaw stayed slack from sheer sensation.

The two girls fucked him from both sides, and Carl felt completely helpless - though he knew that it was their ability to manipulate his energy that kept him aware at all... he also knew that they were doing nothing to amplify the sensations; it was perhaps this knowledge that made him most ashamed. As Aura continued to work against his ass, he felt the slight pain slowly turning more and more towards the sensation of pleasure... until he felt his cock once more growing, hardening... and Carl knew that it had nothing to do with anything other than the taste of pussy in his mouth, and the feel of a cock working his ass.

"Look Ryka, he likes it!" Aura spoke in a taunting voice behind him. Her hands were splayed against his back, and her thrusts slowly began to quicken, so that the sensation of the full length of cock came faster and harder. Carl gave a small whimper, which was lost to the folds of Ryka's core. Her voice came out soft, and groaning...

"Of course... he does..." She seemed unwilling to speak any more than that. Her purple hues closed in pleasure and her hips continued to work-thrusting faster now so that he could feel his lips slicking with her sweet juices. She gave a small little whimper of pleasure as he opened his mouth to let out another moan at the feel of the toy sliding inside of him. Ryka already seemed so close to orgasm-it seemed as though she was getting off on watching him being fucked.

Both girls worked over him, thrusting, rolling their hips-the paired femmes whimpered and moaned with their movements... and Carl could do nothing but let sounds of pleasure spill from his mouth. He was a sex toy... and he knew it - in this moment, he knew it. He could feel it as Ryka's core began to tremble, as the white tigress found her pleasure at the expense of his ass, from the sensation of his breathy moaning, trembling lips, and tongue thrusting against her pussy. She began to come, and he could taste it as the liquid flowed faster, as her core spasmed against him. She rode his mouth quickly, and he could feel it as Aura's thrusts quickened. His own body was quivering, pulsing...

He was so close to orgasm that he felt the precum drip from his tip to hit the floor.

His eyes closed in pleasure, and he felt the thrust of the false-cock over his prostate gland once... twice... Carl could practically feel it as the orgasm welled up and started to spill over. Just as it did, Ryka seemed to finish with hers. Just as it did, Aura withdrew from his core. Just as it did, both ladies put their hands on him so that all sensation from his body was suddenly cut off.

Denied once again, Carl let out one loud, ragged scream as both girls grinned, quivering from their own pleasure as he found himself once more fainting in the wake of need unmet-and he knew that this was it, this was how it was going to be...

A toy to the sexually sadistic games of the four ladies, Carl knew that he was trapped forever.