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CHAPTER 4

The First Tribute: Part 2

The doors to the lord's bedchambers opened and all four of the royal guards stood at attention. As Allon revealed the now dominated mouse to the group of felines waiting their turn outside, Rishi saw that they had all removed their uniforms and stood completely naked for him to see. All four were gathered at the top of the stairs eager for their turn with the rodent. Each was quite fit and had well-defined bodies, though their actually body structure varied a bit. Kish seemed the most well-balanced as he had not only the muscles, but the size as well. As the tiger stood leaning against the Lord's Seat, one arm curled inward showing off his bicep to the mouse and it was quite large. He had a similar ratio of muscle to body proportion for the rest of his body. Amarro was a bit larger in terms of size, not to mention a little taller, but he wasn't as muscularly defined as the tiger, probably owing to his old age. Jarai was similarly built like Kish, only his smaller stature made his muscles a bit less intimidating, though not at all unremarkable in their own right. That left Dubois who, among everyone else, was the skinniest of the group. However, much to the mouse's surprise, he had the most well-defined muscles out of all of them, including Lord Allon. His stomach looked like you could actually wash clothes on it and the creases in his muscles almost looked like they had been folded in on themselves and then unfolded. It was an incredible sight.

Allon walked out of the room while Rishi, in his current state, had to walk very carefully to avoid causing undo pain in his rectum. The sight was arousing the group of felines and once they caught the smell of the violated rodent it sent them all into an animalistic drive to pounce and ravage the poor little guy's backside. Purrs and growls of intense lust were heard from everyone in the room, save for the cougar.

Rishi stopped right behind Allon and off to the side a bit, staring back at the hungry predators looking seductively at him. He stood bowlegged, his exhaustion present in his features as well as his desire to avoid anymore male matings. The cougar cum was now leaking down the back of his leg.

"So whose turn is it now?" asked Kith rather impatiently.

"Obviously, seniority takes priority, so I get 'em next," responded Amarro with even more eagerness.

"What?" Dubois chimed in. "Come on, let us have him first. You guys are too rough. Let me have him. I'll be gentle."

"Yeah, so will I," Jarai stated. "That doesn't mean you should get him first." Both he and Dubois were now standing next to the mouse.

As Rishi stood there listening to the members talk about him like he were literally a mere toy to be passed around and used by them, Allon waved his paws to get everyone's attention. "Alright, alright, calm down everyone. Now listen." Everyone stopped talking and turned to look at their lord, tails flailing about everywhere in anticipation. "While I'd like to give everyone some personal time with the mouse, I think his first time with me may have been a bit much and I want to get this over with before he passes out from exhaustion. So, we're gonna do two at a time and I've decided... that Dubois and Jarai will take him first..." Dubois and Jarai grinned widely at the announcement, "... and Kith and Amarro will take him second. I leave it up to you who takes his muzzle and who takes his ass."

"Ooh, I call his ass," Dubois decreed excitedly as Kish and Amarro looked on annoyed.

"You wish, green boy," Jarai responded condescendingly. "If it comes between you and me, or you and anyone else in this hall, it's always gonna be not you." He smiled back at the cheetah with mocking superiority.

"Oh come on! I always get sloppy finals. Either that or I'm always denied the pleasure. I think I deserve first pick for once."

"Dubois, you've barely been with the Royal Court a couple of years. This is how it works. It's how it was with me and I have no doubt it was the same with Kish and Amarro." Both felines stared back at the lynx with irritation. "You don't like it, then wait until Amarro moves on and we get a new green boy that you finally get to dominate."

"But we're not talking about me. We're talking about this sweet piece of ass."

The cheetah smiled seductively at the miserable mouse who kept his head low and avoided eye contact. His shoulders were bent inward and he was holding his stomach in an uncomfortable manner. He was blushing from embarrassment which was exacerbating the sickening feeling he'd been having throughout the night. He began to curl up even further, almost falling to the floor as the cheetah focused everyone's attention back to him.

"Come on," Dubois continued, "he's delicate and I think I'd be the gentlest one here."

He grabbed the mouse by the arm and gently pulled him over, causing the mouse to stumble slightly into him. As he did so, the tear in his anus sent another jolt of pain up his body and he squeaked and whimpered in pain, counteracting the cheetah's words. A tear began to form in his eye.

"Hey, easy there, Dubois," Allon said to the young feline. "Don't be so rough. It's his first time."

"Right, sorry sire." He then let go of Rishi. "Sorry little one."

Rishi, whose lower lip was quivering, looked back at the cheetah and saw the look of concern on the cheetah. Not sadism and not lust, but concern. It made him feel less like an object and more like a subject for the felines. More than that, he appreciated the fact that the feline was willing to apologize to him when he was being yelled at by someone else. It made him feel a small sense of respect he hadn't received from anyone in the Felis Army in a long time. He nodded quickly and Dubois patted his chest gently and smiled.

"Ugh, fine, you can have his ass," Jarai relented. "Just stop romancing the mouse. I'm sure he doesn't need that awkwardness." Rishi, rather unexpectedly, gave a nervous chuckle at the comment which Dubois seemed to find amusing. "But I wanna do this in my room."

"I'm fine with that," Dubois responded. Jarai turned and walked to a room off to the west side of the building where his room was located. "Come on buddy." Dubois led the mouse back towards Jarai's room. It was slow going, but the cheetah allowed him to take his time.

As they moved, Allon turned to the lynx. "Hey Jarai, remember that Rishi's muzzle isn't as big as ours, so don't shove too hard into his mouth. He probably won't be able to take it all at once and I don't want him choking on your dick."

The prospect made Rishi shiver with fear. "Yes sire," the lynx responded.

Dubois helped Rishi into the bedroom. Once inside, he let go and turned to close the doors, leaving the three of them alone. The room was a good deal smaller than Lord Allon's, which was to be expected, but it was still a decent size. A few cabinets and drawers and a desk scattered throughout the room and a small closet off to the side. In the middle was a large bed that could fit three people of the lynx's size with a mirror situated on the wall at the head of it. The scent of the lynx and cheetah was strong in the room, but it wasn't fresh. It was a lingering odor, a remnant of previous sexual encounters by the two cats. Jarai leaned over the bed and patted it.

"Come on over. Why don't you hop on up?" he asked with a smile.

Rishi, dreading the next payments for his offering, did as commanded and sulked over to the bed. He placed his paws on it and lifted a leg up and as he did so he felt the tear in his ass once again send jolts of pain inside of him and he winced. The two felines looked back, worried that he might try to back out, but he pressed on and got both legs up on the bed. His feet hung off the edge and his butt was up in the air, his tail curled downward to hide his cum-soaked rosebud.

Dubois moved forward first, purring as he did so. He grabbed the base of the mouse's tail and moved it aside. Rishi didn't resist this time, allowing the cheetah to control his tail, but nervous of what he had in mind after what his lordship had performed. Dubois leaned forward and stared hungrily at his used tailhole.

"Oh, you poor creature. Looks like Roland really opened you up, didn't he? Well don't worry. I'll make you feel better."

Rishi felt little comfort, but kept as still as he could for the cheetah to have his fun. He was shaking, though, unable to keep still as fatigue was getting to him. Dubois worked quickly and shoved his face into the mouse's rear end, coating the front of his muzzle with slick puma cum. He inhaled deeply the mixture of cougar cock and rodent ass and he let out a very loud moan of pleasure. Jarai took interest and moved to Rishi's rear and bent over, pressing his face in next to Dubois right against the smelly rump so that the mouse now had both felines sniffing his ass. They were both moaning in ecstasy, sniffing away at the intoxicating scent. The mouse felt little shame in what they were doing with him, partly due to being slightly more used to it after what Lord Allon had done and partly due to being just too tired to care. In their euphoria, they pressed forward with their muzzles, forcing him to lose his balance with his face tumbling forward into the bed. He lifted himself up onto his elbows and Dubois grabbed his legs and held him in place.

After a few more whiffs, Dubois started licking away at the furry crack, lapping away at the matted fur. Jarai joined in as well, going lower and licking up the dried cum on his scrotum before moving over to the streaks that dripped down his leg. It seemed to the mouse like they were cleaning him, which they probably were, but with sounds of purring informing him just how much enjoyment they were getting out of it. Jarai finished cleaning the mouse's behind, licking his lips as Dubois moved his face into Rishi's crack, his sandpaper tongue tracing upwards and over the sensitive tailhole. The sensation wasn't entirely fun given the coarse nature of the cheetah's tongue, but his licks were somewhat gentle and it sent small waves of pleasure into his abused ring.

Dubois spent a good amount of time eating away at his ass before finally pulling away, licking his lips and purring so loudly it almost seemed like the room itself might start vibrating. Jarai moved into Rishi's vision and the mouse caught sight of the lynx's now erect member. It was roughly five inches long and, very much to Rishi's relief, not nearly as thick as the cougar's. It was still pretty impressive though, and the barbs on the tip didn't make him feel any more comfortable. His barbs weren't the ones he had to worry about, though. It was the cat that just made a meal of his butt that he was worried about.

Jarai patted the bed in front of Rishi. "Move up a bit." The mouse did as commanded and crawled forward. "Little bit more." Rishi obeyed. "Very good. Ready, green boy?"

"Oh, I've been waiting for this all week," replied the cheetah enthusiastically.

Immediately, the nervous dread and the uneasy turning of his stomach returned to the poor mouse as he had to prepare his backside for another beating. To get a good idea of what was in store for him, he craned his neck to see what would be entering him and to his relief his cock was no bigger than the lynx's. What was even more relaxing, and surprising, was the fact that he saw no barbs on his cock. Maybe a birth defect, maybe an injury, but whatever the reason it was one aspect of the feline that he was thrilled to not have to deal with.

Dubois climbed on the bed behind him as Jarai climbed on in front. Rishi's nerves were causing that same sickening feeling in his stomach and he felt ready to throw up again, but he constantly reminded himself that it wasn't that bad and he was able to brush the feeling aside. The cheetah positioned himself behind the mouse with both paws gripping the rodent's rump. The lynx in turn was now kneeling in front of him with his fat feline dick pointing at his face, dripping with pre-cum. He clenched his fists on the bed sheets in nervous anticipation of what was to come.

"You wanna go first?" Jarai asked Dubois. "Get him comfortable with having another cock in his ass before letting him take mine into his muzzle?"

"Why?" Dubois responded.

"Because he's been grimacing all night and I don't want him biting down on my dick when you spread him open."

"OK. Yeah sure, I'll open 'im up first."

Rishi's heart palpitated wildly again, his mouth hung open and his breathing was erratic. He was beginning to sweat from nervousness. The last time a feline shoved his cock inside his ass was less than a half an hour ago and it was the most excruciating thing to ever happen to him and he'd been provided constant reminders of the pain. Now he must prepare to have it happen again, but this time he wouldn't be able to bite down on anything because he'll have another Royal guard's member in his muzzle. He then felt the cheetah lift his tail out of the way and the wet tip of his cock was pressed up again his anus.

"Brace yourself, mouse." Dubois said the exact same thing Lord Allon said to him before sending him into a world of hurt.

Dubois placed both paws on the mouse's hips before slowly and gently driving in a few inches of cheetah penis into the rodent's rectum. The feeling of having another cock open up his sphincter inflamed the wound and the burning sensation made Rishi gasp hard, his mouth opening wide and preparing to scream from pain. Fortunately, the pain, while severe, didn't reach the level of suffering he endured when Allon entered him. The cheetah proceeded to push his entire five-inch cock inside the mouse, who was able to escape screams with only grunts and groans of discomfort. Once all the way inside, Dubois merely patted the rodent's rump and chuckled.

"See, after being opened up by our great lord's glorious rod, my cock is just an insignificance to the little guy." Dubois said the words with a rather peculiar joviality.

"I assure you... sir Dubois..." Rishi spoke through labored grunts. "You... are not... insignificant."

Dubois smiled happily. "Aw." He then leaned forward and gave the mouse a gentle kiss on the top of his head. "You're so sweet mousy."

To the mouse, it was true. Though he wasn't as big as the cougar and it didn't feel anything like it did earlier, the mouse's backside was never intended nor prepared to take another man's penis inside it and it put a great deal of pressure on his sphincter, despite the fact that it was pre-loosened by their lordship. That and the fact that he maintained a substantial wound that was reignited when the cheetah entered him didn't help matters either. But as has been the going consensus for the unlucky mouse, he'll take any small luxuries they will afford him.

His bigger concern, however, was the cock staring him in the face. He'd gotten a strong whiff of it before, but was never really concerned with it due to negative anticipation of the feline behind him. With that issue put forward and his apprehension for it mitigated, he now had his full attention on the smelly meat standing at attention before his muzzle. The odor was musky, similar to Allon's, but it wasn't just the scent of lynx that he smelled. He also picked up the obvious scent of ass, feline ass, and if Rishi had to guess, specifically cheetah ass which he'd never gotten a good whiff of before. But with the way they talk about each other, the mouse could only conclude that the smell of ass on his cock was that of Dubois. It made him think the two must have screwed each other recently and what he was smelling was the residual effects of their love-making. The effect was an almost vomit-inducing stench to the mouse. It wasn't merely feline musk, but lingering musk of male sex that he was enduring and in a moment he would have the source of that very musk shoved into his muzzle. The odor grew more pungent as he set there with his nose right next to it.

Jarai moved his paw down and cupped the mouse's chin. Rishi looked up into the lynx's eyes. "Alright, mouse. My turn. Open up your muzzle."

Rishi looked back at the blood-filled organ and got another whiff of it. He hesitated obeying the guard, though his mouth was already ajar so he could breathe through it and avoid getting the full effect of the lynx's stench. His mouth was dry and unlike the cheetah or the cougar for which all he had to do was stay still and let them do the work, this time he'd have to make a conscious effort to please the cat. And although he'd already gotten a taste of feline crotch, the smell emanating from this individual made the intention seem incomprehensible to the rodent.

A noticeable groan of displeasure from above told the mouse that the lynx was getting impatient and he did not want to see any of the court members unhappy, so with great reluctance he reached a paw forward and grabbed one of the lynx's hips. He tried desperately to think of a way that might make the experience more bearable, his wife, her scent, the best dinner he'd ever eaten, but none of it brought him any respite. He took the paw away from the lynx's hip and grabbed his penis, holding it steady with the tip pointing right at him.

Oh God! he thought to himself as a few more drops of pre oozed out of his urethral opening. He swallowed his pride and took a deep breath in through his mouth and slowly leaned forward. Jarai assisted by moving his hips forward a little, but Rishi did most of the work, moving the tip past the opening of his muzzle and closing his lips around the dirty feline cock. Rishi only took in the glans, but Jarai did the rest by moving his hips forward shoving his cock deeper into Rishi's maw. The movement of his meat along his lips spread the taste of the acrid dick through his mouth and he gagged at the taste, shutting his eyes in disgust and cringing, doing everything to express his distaste without actually retracting or vomiting.

Rishi had taken nearly all of the cat's cock in his muzzle and felt the tip poking at his throat. He put his paw back on the bed and squeezed the sheets tightly. With his mouth occupied, he had no choice now but to smell the tainted crotch of the unwashed feline and it was so offensive to the rodent that he groaned in disgust, forcing his muzzle to open around the meat so he could get some air through it. He felt his stomach churn and was almost waiting to retch and then puke, but the thought of what the feline's reaction might be made the rodent put every ounce of energy into bearing the disgusting taste and smell.

"Mmm, that's good and warm, little mousy," the lynx said. Rishi stared back up at the feline. "Since the lord didn't take your muzzle, I'm guessing you're not gonna have any idea how to pleasure a man with your mouth." Rishi shook his head a little, though barely able to move it. "That's alright. Just keep your lips enclosed around my dick and use your tongue to stroke it. If you start to forget I'll remind you."

Rishi then felt the lynx place one paw on top of his head and the other paw grip his jaw and with a slight bit of force began pulling his length out of his muzzle before slowly pushing back in. The same rhythmic thrust was felt in his tailhole as Dubois pulled a few inches of his own meat out of his ass before pushing them back in.

"You need to close your lips around my dick, mouse. Remember that," he heard Jarai say.

With some hesitation, he took a breath through his mouth and then enveloped the feline cock inside his muzzle. The lynx's thrusts were slow and short which meant for the mouse more work for him to do. For the cheetah, it was a different matter. His anticipation and excitement shone through as he was thrusting rather quickly already, pulling roughly half of his cock out and jamming it back in to the hilt. He purred through labored grunts as he moved his paws to wrap his arms around the mouse's waist, holding him steady as he pounded his rear end. Rishi felt the pain each time, but he was easily able to keep from biting down on Jarai. Rishi had to breathe again, but in order to keep his lips around Jarai's cock, he wound up taking it in through his nose and the offensive smell once again invaded his nostrils, clouding his senses and making him light-headed.

"Now use your tongue to stroke along the rod." The lynx was breathing quicker now and his voice was soft with lustful elation.

Rishi did as commanded and brought his tongue upward, licking slowly along the underside at the base and moving upwards, curving inward and wrapping around the phallus. The base of his tongue had moved upward, meeting with the lynx's glans and as he moved his penis in and out, the glans rubbed along the mouse's tongue. Jarai let out a rather loud and contented moan. His claws extended, poking into the skin on his temple and jaw as the feline basked in pleasure.

"Oh, that's good mouse. Keep doin' what yer doin'," he commanded.

As the cheetah and the lynx continued to pound the mouse's ass and muzzle, respectively, Rishi had found his position being held quite stably by the two felines and moved his paws up to grip Jarai's rump. He figured the lynx might like the touch of the mouse on his butt and Jarai seemed to respond with a moan. The taste of his cock was somewhat muddled with the mixture of his own spit, which the mouse was very happy about. The smell, though, was still as retched as ever and as the thrusting continued, the lynx began to sweat and the smell actually worsened, much to the rodent's dismay. His body tensed up in disgust and he inadvertently squeezed the lynx's ass, though he was a bit distracted at the time to realize he'd done it. He thought afterward that Jarai might not approve.

"Harder mouse... Squeeze harder," he heard from above. The lynx was panting now and his command was quite amorous. Rishi responded happily and squeezed the lynx butt as hard as he could. He heard the lynx breathe in through his teeth and groan in ecstasy. "Oh yeah, that's good. Keep doin' that." He never looked down at the mouse, but Rishi complied, now able to relieve some of his stress on the feline's body.

After a few minutes, the pace of their thrusts had picked up and Jarai let his head flop down and when it did it rested on Dubois'. When the cheetah looked up at the lynx, they locked eyes, mouths agape and panting wildly, spit spilling over the sides. Dubois brought up a paw and grabbed the back of Jarai's head and pulled it forward, locking him into a passionate kiss. They closed their eyes and exuberantly began making out, tongues flailing inside one another's mouth, teeth locking and holding their muzzles together, saliva mixing together between the two which was eagerly engulfed by each other. Some of it escaped their lips and dribbled over onto Rishi's back.

Dubois' thrusts soon increased in rhythm and had gotten rougher. His hips were smacking the mouse's backside with an audible slap each time they connected. The lynx as well was muzzle-fucking the mouse faster now, aiming his cock lower towards the rodents throat. He was now inserting almost his entire length into Rishi which was starting to jam its way into his throat. Rishi choked down the lynx member and continued to squeeze his cheeks, his body being rustled by the two larger dominating males. Sweat from the lynx was moistening his fur and small driblets began dripping down onto the rodent's head below. The cheetah as well began to perspire, adding further effect to the dense, aromatic musk that filled the room. Rishi wasn't immune either as the physical exertion of taking both felines and the heat of the moment was making him sweat as well, his own persperation mixing in with the cheetah's as his arm gripped tightly around his body and his stomach pressed against the mouse's back. The feeling served to further excite the randy felines, but it only added to Rishi's discomfort.

It didn't take long before Dubois was pulling out almost his entire cock from Rishi's ass before thrusting it back in. His pace had slowed with each thrust and after a moment he ejected his load into the mouse. A warm sensation built up in his bowels as the cheetah continued his slow, pelvic thrusts to ensure most of his seed was emptying inside the rodent. Dubois didn't break away from the kiss with Jarai though, moaning into his lover's maw while he continued his own rapid pounding. He was getting close and Rishi could tell, but the cock tip poking at the back of his throat was making him gag and he was having trouble breathing. He remembered what Lord Allon had said about taking it easy on him, but the lynx was too lost in sexual bliss to care.

Dubois stopped thrusting and kept one paw wrapped around Rishi and the other on Jarai's head, his tongue still wildly battling with the lynx's. He was purring softly while Jarai was moaning, one paw caressing the cheetah's cheek as his climax had built up more and more until he finally thrust the entirety of his cock into the poor, hapless mouse. He jammed it in so hard and so far that he forced Rishi's muzzle right against the lynx's filthy crotch fur, the potent smell the only thing the poor mouse could breathe. He dropped his paws to the bed to hold himself up. The lynx's cock jammed itself into his throat, making him gag as spurts of feline ejaculate coated his throat. He tried to breathe, but with the cat's meat inside him, it felt like he was drowning and he tapped the lynx's thigh to try to get his attention, but the orgasm kept him too distracted. He kept sucking on Dubois' mouth, eyes shut and moaning softly as the last of his seed was spilled out into Rishi's belly.

Rishi had no choice but to swallow the foul liquid and it stung his taste buds. Tears once again welled up in his eyes and he let his paw on Jarai's thigh fall back to the bed as he dejectedly continued to breathe in the lynx's crotch scent without even trying to hold back his disgust. The cheetah and the lynx finally broke off their passionate kiss, small strings of saliva connecting their maws until finally breaking off when they moved away. They were breathing heavily and both purring softly, spotted fur of yellow and brown glistening with sweat in the afterglow of sex. They smiled at each other and relaxed their bodies, allowing their cocks to unhilt his ass and mouth. Rishi could breathe a little easier, but he was still anxious to be breathing fresh air.

Jarai finally looked down at the mouse and smiled. "That was pretty good for a first time, rodent. I'll tell you what, I'm already looking forward to our next mating." He gripped his head and slowly pulled his cock out, which was quickly going limp. Once out, a small trickle of mouse spit was dragged out and landed on the bed sheets. Rishi let out a disgusted grunt and breathed in heavily through his mouth.

Jarai moved off the bed and now Rishi was just waiting for Dubois to pull out so he could get up, but Dubois wrapped both arms around him, one around his waist and the other around his neck, as he hugged him in a tender embrace. He was having trouble holding up the cheetah, but did his best. Dubois was purring right next to the mouse's ear. He gave him another little kiss on his head.

"That was a lot of fun little mouse. I wish I could have more fun with you, and I think in a few weeks, you'll be better able to take our stamina." He then pulled out, his own shrinking cock having little effect on the mouse's anus, though the wound still caused a bit of pain. Wet streaks of cheetah ejaculate seeped out of Rishi's anus and began flowing down his sack. "Now, you just lie there for a bit and I'll clean you up, then you can clean me up."

Rishi didn't want to clean him up, but he didn't have a choice. He didn't want to force himself to choke back gags and the desire the throw up all over the place in order to swallow unnaturally copious amounts of cat cum. It wasn't appetizing and it offended his senses. Nevertheless, he knew it was what they wanted and he would do it without complaint, though he would never attempt to hide his disgust. Dubois then leaned forward and began to lap up the cum on Rishi's ass and it provided a rather pleasurable sensation. The wet tongue was gentle, even though it was rough to the touch, and his stretched out hole had become accustomed to being fondled. The cheetah licked up all he could, even getting the strings that flowed down his scrotum. He even pressed his muzzle forward and stuck his tongue directly inside the mouse's rectum to clean up his own seed that was still inside of the rodent. Rishi would've moaned in pleasure had he not still been trying to suppress his desire to gag on the smell that he couldn't get rid of.

After a couple of minutes, the mouse's bare ass was clean of feline seed and mouse sweat and moist with cheetah spit. The cold air actually felt good on his warm, sweaty rump. Dubois climbed off the bed and stood up, staring down at the mouse who remained with his butt pointed directly at him. "Now it's your turn."

Rishi turned around and saw the cheetah standing there with the lynx having moved next to him, one arm draped over his shoulder. Rishi swallowed nervously and hesitantly crawled over to the edge of the bed. As he stretched out his leg, the pain from his wound fired up again and he winced. It was a struggle, but he managed to get both legs on the floor where he could flop down onto his haunches and move into position right next to the cheetah. His limp cock hung out and over his sheath and it was caked in wet seed. Rishi brought a paw up to hold the dick still as he stuck out his tongue and began cleaning it while the cheetah placed a paw on the mouse's head and held it there.

The taste was actually an improvement over the lynx's. It was salty and bitter, but sweeter as well and his crotch wasn't as musky either. He did taste the same traces of his own rectum, but somehow it was more bearable for him to taste the ass of a mouse, a thought he found peculiar and worrisome. It was easier for him to lap up his cathood as well as any residual traces that managed to escape onto his sheath. As he licked up the cheetah's post-orgasmic essence, Dubois and Jarai leaned in to each other for another passionate kiss. Dubois moaned loudly at the intense sensation of mouth wrestling a lover and having a mouse tongue-bathe his privates.

Before too long, his crotch was relatively clean and Rishi pulled his face away, licking his lips and staring back at the pair, setting there on his knees like a sex servant. The two felines finally broke their kiss and looked back at the mouse happily. Dubois rubbed his cock and checked it to see if it was clean. "Very good," he replied satisfied.

Rishi wanted to smile, but his stomach was churning and he was feeling a bit dizzy. Jarai patted his partner on the belly. "Well, I look forward to our next session, don't you Dubois?"

"Absolutely! You did great for a first timer." Dubois caressed Rishi's cheek, to which the mouse just sat there motionless, the mixture of tastes and smells of cum, sweat, and ass stewing in his mouth and nostrils.

"Alright, don't wanna keep the veterans waiting," Jarai said before turning towards the door and opening it.

Rishi began to stand up, but as he did he felt an intense sensation in his stomach and throat and he felt out of equilibrium. After a moment, he felt his stomach begin to turn and he dropped down onto his paws as he retched loudly, preparing for a stew of cum, spit, and vomit to spew out, but producing nothing but large quantities of saliva that dripped out onto the floor. Jarai and Dubois herd the poor creature trying to spew and turned to see. He retched again and just as before nothing came out, but his stomach turned and he could almost guarantee that he would puke.

Allon herd the mouse and rushed over to the door to see. "What's going on?"

Jarai responded, "Oh, he's just getting ready to puke. I think the smell and taste got to him... just like you said it would."

Allon, Jarai, and Dubois watched the mouse as he remained on his hands and knees, head held low, mouth agape with spit pooling below him. After a moment, he gave another retch so loud and hard that it caused a great deal of strain on his stomach and he cried out in pain. He then collapsed on the floor holding his stomach and cringing, his suffering continuing unending.

Dubois looked the most concerned for the unfortunate rodent. "It looks like he's had it. You think we should send him home for the night?"

Amarro, who was leaning against the Lord's Seat, stood up and spoke rather restively. "Unacceptable. We waited patiently for our turn with the mouse and we deserve to collect the payment just as the rest of you guys did." Kish said nothing, but seemed to share Amarro's sentiment.

Jarai turned to him. "But listen to him. He's just not up for it. He's on the floor curled up in a ball right now. I just think that we should let him rest and try this later on."

Allon stared at the mouse, who stared back at him with pained, pleading eyes. "That's not how it works Jarai." Rishi closed his eyes and started to cry, still holding his stomach. "Today is the day of the tribute and he has to make his payment today. He can take some time to feel better, but he does not leave this hall without paying tribute to all royal members." Rishi's lower lip was quivering as he let out the tears. "Rishi, you can take a moment to collect yourself, but you can't wait too long. If you stall for too long, then either you can pull out of the deal, or my men will take you by force and do all the work. The choice is yours."

"If that's the case and he's gonna hurl, then he'd better do it now," Kish said. "If he pukes on me while I'm fuckin' him, I'm gonna be rather pissed off."

Allon looked at the mouse with impartiality. "You hear that mouse? If you're gonna puke, you better do it now."

Rishi didn't look back into the cougar's eyes. He couldn't. His pride had been completely drained and no more suffering he had to endure could bring him any lower. He wanted to vomit, not caring if the royal guards and lord of the Plains saw him, but his body wouldn't let him. He continued to retch, but nothing ever came out.

In a moment of impatience, Jarai felt it necessary to assist the pathetic, unsuccessful rodent. He began to walk forward towards Rishi. "Hey, if you need help, I know a way to force it out."

He grabbed the mouse by the arm and tried to help him to his knees, but Rishi resisted and pulled away. "No... no... no, please! It's just gonna make it hurt more if I force it."

Jarai looked back startled and somewhat annoyed, but feeling for the young man he relented. "Alright, fine." He stood up and walked back towards the door to his chambers, leaning against the wall and watching the mouse take his time to compose himself again.

Laying there on the floor, his breathing had slowed down a bit. He'd managed to stop retching and keep his spit in his mouth. He was shaking and sweating from the exertion. He'd also stopped crying, but his eyes were bloodshot and he was quietly moaning through closed lips. The smell of the lynx lingered in his nose and wouldn't go away. It threatened to throw his stomach into chaos again whenever he got a whiff of another man's genitals. He needed to find a way to expel the scent from his mind or at the very least find a way to make it more bearable. The mouse, weak and hapless lying on the floor, knew of only one way he might be able to do that.

"Sir Jarai," he called to the lynx as pitifully as any man could.

"What?" Jarai seemed disinterested, but listened anyway.

"Can I ask a favor, good sir?"

"What?" The lynx was curious, though still a little annoyed from the mouse turning him away.

"Will you-" The mouse didn't want to say it.

"Will I what?"

Rishi paused and let the words flow out uninhibited. "Will you let me sniff your crotch?"

Jarai was taken aback, as were the other members who were all loitering around the room. The lynx smiled at the request. "What? Why?"

Rishi was too embarrassed to say and also worried. He wasn't sure what might offend any of the felines, but he needed to get it out so he could finish paying his tribute and end this nightmarish evening. "Because... the smell of your crotch... it... I'm sorry sir."

"What is it? You like the smell of my crotch?" Rishi shook his head weakly. "You don't like the smell of my crotch." Rishi nodded his head in confirmation. Jarai chuckled. "So why do you wanna smell my crotch then?"

Allon spoke up. "Because, Jarai, he wants to smell your stinky dink so he can get used to it so it won't offend him as much."

Jarai looked back at Rishi who merely lowered his head in agreement. The lynx chuckled and shook his head, turning back to the cougar. "I don't know why you put it like that, my lord. You love my stinky dink. I've listened to you beg for it."

"You're right, I do. Don't ever change you smelly feline."

While the two felines joked about the offensive stench of the lynx's musk, to Rishi it was a serious matter. It gave him no pleasure and was just another way to add to his ultimate humiliation and the ultimate degradation of his soul. Jarai seemed happy enough to oblige though as he began walking towards the mouse slowly. His cock had retracted into his sheath.

"Alright, Rishi," Jarai said standing next to the mouse. "Since you asked so nicely, you can smell my crotch."

Rishi slowly and very shakily pushed himself back onto his haunches. He stared up at the lynx again. "Can you... take out your... member?" The words made him want to cry again.

"Why? Are you gonna puke on it?"

"No, sir. But that's where the scent is strongest."

The lynx smiled and obliged, reaching out to his sheath and slowly pulling out his unerect cock. It now hung there limp and as odoriferous as ever. Rishi took a deep breath through his open maw, his heart sinking deeper and deeper every second and his stomach threatening to churn. With renewed resolve, he leaned forward, grabbing the lynx by the ass and pressing his face into the smelly groin. He didn't move his face around nor did he need to. The excess exertion from his muzzle-fucking the mouse left his scent fresh and extremely pungent. He breathed deeply in through his nose, taking in the rancid musk, but fortunately for the mouse his stomach didn't churn. He breathed out through his nose and in again through his nose, allowing air in and out only through his nostrils. He wanted to maximize the amount of the lynx's scent that would affect his olfactory senses. As he breathed through more and more, he felt the sickening feeling in his stomach dissipate. It seemed to the mouse that the knowledge of what the feline smelled like and the anticipation made it a lot more tolerable. But he didn't stop right away. He felt it necessary to expose himself to it for a long enough period to where the scent had no noticeable effect.

Every other feline had taken up position at the door to the lynx's room and enjoyed the show. Allon began rubbing his sheath as he watched with his cock sliding out and hardening up again. Dubois looked on with satisfaction, though his own member wasn't ready for more action. The tiger and the lion, on the other hand, watched with lustful abandon, their own huge cocks standing at attention. They were panting hard, their paws clenching as they waited torturously for their own turn.

After a few minutes with his nose pressed up against the lynx, the mouse was no longer repulsed by the smell. He slowly moved his muzzle away to Jarai's disappointment. "Ah, done already?" he asked smiling.

Rishi nodded. "Thank you kind sir." His face was bland and unhappy.

Jarai gave him a pat on the head before turning around and gesturing to Kith and Amarro. "He's all yours fellas."

The cheetah, cougar, and lynx stepped away from the door to reveal two large, rather anxious looking felines in black-striped orange and golden fur. They both stood in sight of the mouse, arms crossed looking dead ahead and it made Rishi gulp nervously. The lion snapped his fingers and motioned for him to come forward. "Let's go, mouse."

Rishi then slowly, and painfully, rose to his feet. He began to walk towards the door and once they saw him on his way the duo turned and walked to their left to the room adjacent to Jarai's. The lion opened up the door and waved the mouse inside. As he passed them, Rishi noticed a stark difference between the two cats. Both were looking impatient and horny, but the tiger had a look of sadistic pleasure, whereas the lion lacked that feature. Instead, when the rodent looked into the lion's eyes, he saw a primitive hunger and he couldn't tell, but it seemed like he hungered for something more than sex.

Rishi moved nervously past the felines and into the room as Kish stared at Amarro with a similar interest as the mouse. "Hey Amarro." Amarro turned to look back at Kish. "Are you alright?"

The lion smiled. "I'm fine, Kish."

"You sure? You kinda have that look about you. I think you should take his muzzle this time."

"Heh, don't worry man. I'm fine. I aint gonna do nothin'."

Amarro turned and began to walk into his room as Kish stood there a moment. "Alright. If you say so." The tiger then followed the lion into his room and shut the door.

The room was essentially identical to Jarai's: cabinets, drawers, desk, large bed with mirror above it. The most obvious difference was the scent. Unlike the lynx's room, there was only one lingering scent: that of Amarro's. It was also more subtle and didn't contain hints of amorous activities. It seemed to alleviate some of the mouse's feelings of illness as his head started to clear up a little and his stomach wasn't hurting as much. Unfortunately, the smell of the lynx's musky groin followed him here as well and he bore it so as to remain accustomed to it.

He soon felt two large paws on his shoulders that gently forced him to turn 180 degrees and face the owner of those paws; a large, burly lion with a thick, flowing mane that fully encircled his head. He was staring at him lustfully, an enormous grin on his muzzle. His tail swished from one side to another and back again slowly, his paws gently squeezing the frightened rodent with claws hidden under their sheath. Rishi looked back into his gorgeous golden eyes and his heart nearly stopped in hypnotic terror. Despite the larger frame of the cougar, Amarro's paws were clearly the largest of the Royal Court members and with that mane he looked quite a bit larger up close. Despite his nerves and the constant pulsating pain in his rear, he was somewhat eager to pet the lion's neck fur and run his fingers through it. His muscles weren't as well-defined as the tiger's or the lord's, but when standing right next to him with arms reaching out for him, they were mighty, regal, and intimidating. In that moment, Rishi forgot his worries about the events that were about to transpire and simply marveled at the beast standing in front of him. Watching him lick his lips and display his large, predatory teeth, on the other hand, was able to get the mouse's heart pumping again and shake nervously.

"Alright, rodent," the lion said sadistically. "On your back." He gently pushed Rishi back against the bed, forcing him backwards with a thump and a little surprised squeak. Amarro knelt down and reached under the mouse's legs, lifting them up and getting his small, but shapely butt into position. It was staring directly at the lion and he licked his lips sensually and maliciously. Much like Dubois and Allon, before he began the real work of the night, he took his time for a little foreplay. He leaned forward and shoved his nose hard into Rishi's backside. He inhaled deeply with several loud sniffs, breathing in the strong scent of mouse mixed with remnants of spit, cum, and sex. He started growling lowly, rolling his eyes back in lustful bliss and taking several more sniffs of the mouse's rear end. Rishi, at this point and in so short a time, had gotten used to having other men sniffing and licking his ass. To him, it simply meant that the men were more eager to get their rocks off and their slick dicks would slip in more easily. And as he continued to sniff the mouse's backside, his tail wagging back and forth behind him, Kish simply watched over the lion with elation. The lion began nuzzling the mouse's package, cheeks, taint, and asshole, while growling and moaning. At the same time, Kish's own paws found their way to his hips, fingers spread out and encircling the sheath between while his furry balls hung below, blue and desperate for release.

After a while, the lion finally stuck his thick tongue out and traced the mouse's crack from the base of his tail, through his clenched but loose tailhole, up to his furry sack. He let out a mixture of a groan and a growl before doing it again... and again... and again. Rishi gripped the sheets below as the lion's tonguing was pretty forceful and was pushing him backwards. He held onto the bed to try to hold his position, but it was difficult. The feeling was intense as the wetness from the lion's licks and the thickness of his tongue gave a rather unique sensation to his backside as his cheeks were pushed apart. He watched with curiosity as Kish just stood there as a voyeur, massaging his groin with his own tongue lolling out with odd gratification.

Amarro's licks were getting shorter as his attention became more focused on the used rosebud. He soon focused all his attention on the abused sphincter and as he licked, he licked hard, spreading the ring open and eliciting a moan of pain from the mouse. He wasn't nearly as gentle as Dubois was, or Allon for that matter, and when he spread his anus open, it ignited a tinge of pain. Rishi winced and closed his eyes, allowing his head to fall to the side. As he continued to eat out the mouse, the expression on the lion's face changed. At once it was pure lust and the next moment it shifted to one of a more primitive and feral nature. His eyes started to narrow and his brow furrowed. His licks started to get slower and softer. His growls turned from soft and erotic to hard and angry.

With the pain in his ass, Rishi was too distracted to really notice, but Kish, looking down on the lion, saw the apparent change and started to look worried. He withdrew his hands from his sheath and stepped forward. "Amarro," he called to his friend, but there was something happening to the lion that was causing his mind to stray. He curled his lips back into a snarl and Kish was looking more and more concerned. "Amarro." The lion lifted his head up slightly and began to extract his claws, his muscles tensing up as his legs got into position to pounce the helpless rodent. The pain in Rishi's ass had started to subside, but his eyes were still closed and he didn't notice the position the lion was taking up, or the look of the predator about to attack and devour him. As Amarro's lips quivered in feral hunger for rodent meat, Kish became panicked and raised his voice. "Amarro!"

At that, the lion uncurled his lips, unfurrowed his brow, relaxed his body, and turned his head to look back at his friend. Rishi, startled by the tiger's shout, opened his eyes and saw the somewhat frightened look on his face. Amarro, as well, had a rather surprised and confused expression and he began to feel rather nervous around the two large felines.

"Amarro, I think you should take his muzzle," the tiger said with a comforting smile to the lion.

Amarro was breathing rather heavy then, but kept composed and shook his head and chuckled. "Nah, it's alright Kish. I'm fine. I just need a little more taste." He licked his lips again and smiled deviously at the rodent.

"Amarro." Although he didn't yell, his tone indicated he was serious and the lion looked back with perturbed annoyance. "You should take his muzzle." The tiger lifted his eyebrows to the lion and stepped right next to him.

The scent they each diffused into the air belied the tension between the two. Whatever was happening between the two cats, it was making Rishi very nervous and he swallowed anxiously. Amarro, after trying to stare down Kish, finally conceded and nodded his head in agreement.

"Yeah, you're right." The lion then stood up and moved aside for Kish to take his place.

Kish patted Amarro on the back and chuckled. "Later man. I think you just need a little more time."

Amarro nodded at his fellow feline and the individual scents from both of them was more relaxing, but the confusing scene that just played out in front of the mouse was still somewhat alarming. It was making Rishi wonder whether or not he wanted to lion to continue his erotic activities with him. At the moment, he didn't have a choice if he wanted to finish this tribute, so he kept any inquiries he had about what just transpired to himself and let the burly men continue to have their way with him.

Kish moved to where Amarro was previously at Rishi's backside as Amarro climbed onto the bed next to Rishi's head. Rishi looked up nervously at the lion as Kish spoke with a smile. "Brace yourself rodent. He's rough with his tongue no matter where he's shoving it."

"Wha-"

Before he could even get out a single word, the lion had clasped a paw around the mouse's neck, not too hard, and with claws retracted. His huge, furry paws were able to fully encapsulate the rodent's throat and hold his head in position. Rishi gave a very soft moan as he gripped the bed in surprised terror, his heart beat racing as his eyes bulged and his mouth hung wide open. His breathing became labored as he stared back at the lion that threatened to choke him if he wished it. The feral look he'd had before was gone and now he just stared at the shocked rodent in sadistic pleasure. He paused a few seconds, letting the mouse ruminate in his own fears, before opening his maw and letting out a very soft growl. A dribble of saliva dripped out and landed in the mouse's muzzle. He cringed in both disgust and fear, but in a second it didn't matter as Amarro lunged forward, plunging his muzzle downward against Rishi's, forcing his mouth open and invading it with his own tongue. He shoved it in hard and deep. Rishi could feel the thick organ reaching all the way back to his uvula.

The lion didn't waste any time and neither did the tiger. Rather than spend a good chunk of time sniffing out his ass to get himself excited, Kish simply jammed his tongue deep into the mouse's rectum. It was wet and warm and thick and it went in deep like the lions. Kish was growling softly now, just like his friend, and they both attacked each orifice with reckless abandon. Kish's teeth were scraping at the mouse's backside as Amarro's were locking together with Rishi's, forcing their muzzles together to allow the lion full access to his maw. His paw continued to grip Rishi's throat which made the mouse very anxious and so he kept his paws with a death grip on the bed sheets. The lion was drooling heavily and all that saliva wound up flowing endlessly down the rodent's throat. He tried to hold back, but the lion's Frenching was having an effect on the mouse and it resulted in him being unable to hold back on swallowing, much to his disapproval. Much like Lord Allon's, it had a very meaty taste to it that bothered the mouse, but after getting a mouthful of the lynx's repellant dick, he didn't mind it so much. As he growled, he growled into Rishi's muzzle, causing a similar vibrating effect as that which Allon produced when he kissed him. And just like before, he'd be lying if he said he hated it.

Kish continued to make out with Rishi's tailhole, his tongue buried deep inside his anus, and as he did so his paws made their way to Rishi's stomach, massaging through the fur and patches of exposed wounds and scars. He was allowing more and more saliva to flow from his muzzle and soak the rodent's ass in preparation for the tiger's insertion. It was making Rishi feel dirtier and dirtier, but if it would help ease the tiger's penetration, he wasn't about to complain. The lion, on the other hand, didn't care about any of that. He was just downright horny. He wrestled with the poor mouse, even though he wasn't really doing anything. He pressed forward, shoving Rishi's head into the bed, causing him to arch his back and press his butt back against Kish's tongue, for which the tiger was extremely grateful. Amarro eventually eased up again, allowing the mouse to relax a bit, though his paw remained clenched around the mouse's neck, not out of anger or mistrust, but out of rough eroticism.

With tails flailing wildly and loud reverberations shaking both orifices, it seemed as if both felines were about ready to dominate the small mouse. Kish removed his tongue from Rishi's anus leaving a mess of soaked and matted fur as Amarro released the mouse's muzzle from which a large stream of drool dribbled out of the corner of his mouth. Both cats licked their lips, smiling at the submissive creature. Amarro moved into position first, bringing a leg over the mouse until he was straddling his face. The lion was able to prop himself up on the headboard. Rishi, doing his best to clean his muzzle of lion spit, now stared up at the impressive feline cock that rested on his forehead, the barbed tip leaking pre-ejaculate on his fur with his balls dangling on his chin. It was a good 8 inches in length and thick with a set of prominent feline barbs tickling his fur. The scent was similar to the other's; it was sweet and sour, but also distinct for the lion. It was strong and potent and the mouse found the smell unappealing, but having sucked on other feline cocks today, especially the nauseating, nasty lynx's, he found himself able to deal quite well. He didn't even cringe or wince when the cock touched his nose, giving him a fresh, undiluted sample of the lion's musk.

"Alright mousy, time to get to work," Rishi heard the lion say.

Remembering what Jarai and Dubois had done, he hesitated. "Um, Sir Amarro, if it's OK with you, I think I'd prefer it if Sir Kish... took my rear first."

"Huh, why?" He was breathing heavy, impatient for an orgasm.

"Because... it still hurts and I've seen Sir Kish's member and I'm afraid the... initial entrance is going to hurt a lot and I don't want to accidentally bite down."

"You're kidding me, right? I'm primed and ready to go. You don't get me excited like that and then leave me hangin'."

Rishi gulped, his distress building. "Don't worry big kitty," Kish chimed in. "I know how to keep you excited."

The tiger had climbed over the mouse and was stalking over to Amarro's rump. The lion turned to face the tiger and watched as he hungrily moved inwards towards his read end. Kish grabbed the base of the lion's tail and moved it aside so he could plant his face underneath it between the golden feline's cheeks and without hesitation or pausing he jammed his tongue right up against the lion's sphincter. Amarro let out a loud moan of ecstasy as Kish began rimming his partner, taking a few laps of lion ass before delving deep inside the clenched cavern. Amarro groaned and gripped the bed with his claws extended outward. Kish growled in delight as his taste buds were treated to the taste of lion ass mixing in with the lingering taste of mouse ass.

As the tiger continued his treatment of the lion's backside, he move his paws in between the mouse's legs, spread apart like a female giving birth. His hips were positioned right up against Rishi's butt and all he needed to do was position himself. He stuck a finger between the mouse's cheeks and found his slick, lubricated rosebud, but he didn't insert it. He used the other paw to direct his cock to the rodent's opening. Rishi caught a sight of the tiger's cock before and it wasn't any less impressive as the lion's. About 7 inches long and just as thick as Amarro's with barbs that made it look like a torture device, a sentiment the mouse thought was incredibly accurate at the moment.

Once his cock was in position, he moved his hips forward, allowing the tip to slide in to the loose pucker. Rishi held his teeth together and gulped, awaiting the last time his ring will be spread for the rest of the night. All he had to do was bear the pain a little while longer and he would be free of this oppressive treatment. Kish, still deep in the throws of bliss as he ravenously consumed his friend's ass, suddenly shoved his cock forward, forcing in the first two inches of feline cock. Kish's back was beginning to contort as he did so and brought a paw up to force Amarro to raise his hips so that the tiger could straighten out his back while still eating the lion's backside.

For Rishi, the pain was a reminder of the agony he had felt only an hour or so earlier when Lord Allon tore up his anus and it was almost as intense. The mouse gritted his teeth and shut his eyes hard, wincing and whining in extreme pain. Though he never screamed, he wanted to more than anything, but he wanted the night to end so he kept himself as quiet as he could so as not to interrupt the two felines' sexual exploits. The feline's barbs exacerbated the pain, raking against his wound as they entered and causing it to open up. The mouse could tell he was bleeding again, but he kept relatively quiet, letting out only whimpers and soft cries. He clenched the bed as tears flowed from his eyes again, soaking the sides of his face.

He continued to move his cock inside Rishi's intestines, pushing inch after inch slowly into the dark depths. He managed to hilt the rodent with relative ease, his barbs raking less painfully against the inner walls of his rectum. Kish continued to sodomize Amarro with his tongue while Rishi got used to the feeling of having a large cock inside his ass once again and it was difficult for the almost virgin tailhole.

Kish took a moment from licking the lion's ass to address the mouse. "You feeling alright down there mouse?"

Rishi, still wincing from pain, unclenched his face and took a few deep breaths. "Yes... Sir Kish. I'm alright." The pain had lessened, but not subsided. He still felt a light fiery anguish while the tiger cock split his anus open, but he was able to deal with the pain.

"Good. Then no more stalling, little rodent," Amarro spoke up. Kish moved his face away and let the lion lower his hips so that his cock was once again resting right next to the mouse's face. "I need some release."

Rishi, trying to stay still and not move his hips, moved a paw to grip the base of the lion's cock and hold it in position so that it pointed directly at his muzzle. As he moved it, a string of pre-cum fell from his forehead across his eye. He tried not to get any in it, but in the end, with his tears, it would mix together and he'd wind up getting tiger pre in his eye. He paid it no mind and held the lion rod taught, his muzzle opening shakily. He gave a gentle tug and Amarro lowered his hips, sticking his meat directly into the mouse's maw. Rishi closed his muzzle and allowed his lips to close in around the feline's member, his tongue grazing the barbs on his tip. He got a small drop of pre that he cringed at, but the taste wasn't awful. In fact, the lion's cock tasted about like it smelt. It was sweet and sour, kind of with a crispy flavor, potent, but not unbearable. Amarro jammed his cock deeper into Rishi's muzzle till the glans poked the back of his throat. He didn't keep it there, though, as Rishi brought his tongue up and curled it around the cat's penis, eliciting moans and growls of pleasure from above.

Kish smiled, watching from above the lion's hips hover over the smaller rodent's face, getting excited from the thought of his friend's cock being swallowed by their 'prey.' The tiger then pulled out a good five inches of his cock out slowly, leaving just the tip, before plunging his entire length back into the mouse's depths. Rishi cringed again in pain, but kept his teeth away from the lion's meat. Kish repeated the act, getting another good five inches out before ramming the rodent's ass again. He got a relatively slow, but steady rhythm going as he fucked the mouse. The constant motion was causing a constant affliction in the rodent's backside, but there was nothing he could do about it. He took his stress out on the bed because that was all he could do to keep from biting down.

Amarro began face-fucking the rodent as well, not taking his time to build up a rhythm, but starting with quick, hard thrusts. His cock poked his throat hard with each thrust and Rishi gagged the first few times. After a short while, he began to acclimate to the motion. He kept a paw on the lion's base, squeezing it slightly as it seemed to work for the lynx. He wasn't sure, but the lion continued to moan and growl with pleasure, so the mouse didn't bother stopping. He kept very secure suction by his lips around the lion's cock, which was kept slick by the mouse saliva. The taste was starting to dissipate as well as it mixed with his own spit. The smell never got any better, but since the scent of the lynx remained, he found that focusing on the lynx's scent before sniffing the lion's groin made the lion's scent that much more agreeable.

Both the tiger and the lion had built up a steady rhythm of thrusts in and out of the mouse's orifices. "How you... doin' down there... kitty-cat?" the tiger asked through panted breaths.

"He's trying... but I don't think... he knows what... he's doing," the lion responded as well through pants. Rishi felt a little insulted by the lion's words, but also felt a bit proud that he didn't know how to pleasure another man.

The tiger smiled. "That's OK. You just need... a little... assistance."

Kish then curled three fingers together and jammed them inside the lion's asshole, eliciting a loud groan from the large, golden predator and making his cock bob unexpectedly in the mouse's muzzle. The sights and smells were getting the tiger more and more excited, his pacing building up momentum. Amarro, with the added effect of having the tiger's fingers up his ass, was thrusting rapidly, the glans hugging the mouse's tongue. Rishi kept his paw gripped tightly around the lion's flesh as he pounded his face. The golden fur began to glisten as sweat began to form on the feline which added to the musky effect he was already enduring. He wrinkled his nose as the smell intensified, but they were both almost finished and soon he'd be free... for two weeks.

Kish began twisting his fingers inside his friend's tailhole, causing the lion to roll his eyes back as he soon reached his climax, his muzzle opening up as he drooled uncontrollably. Rishi watched the lion's muscles tense up as he let out a loud, proud roar of sexual ecstasy and soon began flexing his eight-inch cock inside his mouth. Shortly after, long streams of hot, chunky lion seed shot out like a fire hose spilling out and filling up the rodent's muzzle. Rishi instinctively swallowed the lion ejaculate and much to his dismay the taste was by far the worst he'd yet tasted. It was tangy, acrid, and incredibly nasty, but it was the end of the night and he didn't want to deal with anymore commands to clean up their mess like a good servant. When he shot an orgasmic load onto his tongue, he pushed it to the back of his throat and choked it down, waiting for it to be over. Another shot and another and Rishi was surprised a single individual could hold in this much semen. His balls didn't look that big to the rodent. Finally, after what seemed like several minutes, the lion finally stopped cumming into Rishi's mouth and he could finally revel in the aftertaste... much to his dismay.

Kish removed his fingers from the lion's anus and leaned forward to sniff the air around his crotch where his sexual gratification had been released. He kept his head low, whiffing away at the smell which was getting him hotter than ever. He extended his claws and gripped the lion's ass and gave a playful bite on one of the lion's cheeks as his thrusts were now hard and fast, growling intensified as he got closer and closer to the edge. Amarro's cock rested in Rishi's muzzle, small drops of remaining cum being squeezed out of his urethra. The pain in his ass intensified, but all he had to do was just bear it a little longer. Strands of tiger spit spilled out over the lion's backside, more groans and more growls, thrusting as hard and fast as he could, desperate for the release he's been waiting for all night.

Finally, his thrusts slowed and his head flew back as he roared and thrust hard, spearing his cock deep into the mouse's intestine as the tight corridor was soon filled with tiger seed that ejected inside him. Rishi felt the warm sensation in his ass and felt a wave of relief wash over him. It was nearly over. Another thrust and another from the tiger and more and more seed seeped out. The tiger's orgasm seemed to last as long as the lion's and he reveled in the blissful release. A few more thrusts and the feline was empty, all the contents of his testicles having been expelling into the mouse.

And just like that, it was over. The mouse was finally finished for the time being. And just as it finished, a wave of guilt fell over him as the reality of the situation finally hit him. He just had sex with five large, male felines and members of the Royal Court. A tear trickled down his face. It felt like betrayal, it felt like he had just cheated on his wife, with a bunch of feline men no less. No matter what he said to justify his actions, he couldn't shake the sense of guilt that he now harbored.

Amarro and Kish kept their softening members inside the rodent's mouth and ass, respectively, as they caught their breath. Kish, trilling happily, leaned forward and began lapping at the lion's ass again. Amarro merely giggled as the tongue tickled his sensitive rear. He let out a soft sigh before reluctantly removing his cock from Rishi's muzzle. As he did, a small string of semen seeped from his cock and landed on the mouse's cheek.

"Heh, not bad mousy. I think you're gonna need some practice though." Amarro paused awaiting a response, but got none. "Hey, Rishi, did you hear me?" Still no response. "Hey, rodent." He was starting to get annoyed.

Kish had removed his face from Amarro's ass to check the state of the mouse. "Hey Amarro."

The lion craned his neck to stare back at the tiger who motioned with his eyes down to the rodent below him. What he saw was a sweet and innocent white-furred mouse passed out from exhaustion sleeping right below his exposed limp penis, filthy from sweat and cat musk. His legs had flopped down and were resting on the tiger's hips. Amarro moved his leg so he was no longer straddling the rodent. He smiled along with Kish, who still had his softening cock buried in the mouse's asshole, as they both watched for a moment the sleeping subject.

Kish gave a light chuckle. "Hm, he's just too adorable, isn't he?"

"Yeah. And he smells so delicious, I just wanna fuck him all night long."

Kish gave a concerned look to his friend. "Hey, you need to remember you can't just let those feelings out like that. You need to control them. We don't wanna hurt this guy."

Amarro looked annoyed, though understandingly, at the tiger. "I know Kish. Just- just give me some time. I'm not gonna hurt him."

They stared at each other a moment longer before once again enjoying the view of the cute rodent below.