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"Simba!" the new king Kovu's voice boomed throughout the antechamber of Pride Rock. He sat there with a strong, noble look on his face and a powerful sense of superiority as the once proud Simba stepped into the rocky chamber and approached him. The golden-furred lion glared at Kovu hatefully. The Outlander had tricked him, beaten him and humiliated him. Kovu had violated him and stolen his role as king. Nobody would follow someone like Simba who was so weak another male could have their way with them the way Kovu had. The dark-furred lion smirked at him.

"Yes... Sir?" Simba growled, practically spitting the word.

"What kinda tone is that to take with your king?" Kovu scowled, "Try again, with more respect." Simba grimaced and sighed but did as he was told.

"Yes, Sir?" he said again in a more agreeable voice.

"Good boy." Kovu chuckled, "I'm feeling bored, so I want you to entertain me. I don't think you've shown me how much of a superior male I am enough today... So, how about you kiss my feet?" it was Simba's turn to scowl.

"Your feet?"

"You heard me!" Kovu said, "Kneel and kiss my feet! Or do I need to beat you in front of the rest of the Pride Landers again?!"

"N-no!" Simba gulped. He recalled the last time his disobedience had gotten him in trouble... Kovu had dragged him out into public, shoved him to the ground and raped his ass in front of throngs of watching Pride Landers who all jeered at the pathetic ex-king.

"So kiss them!" Kovu growled. Simba gulped in fear and did as he was told.

Simba knelt down and leaned forward as Kovu presented his paws to him. Simba swallowed what little pride he had left and planted a soft kiss on the superior male's paw.

"More. Keep going." Kovu ordered. Simba did so, kissing all along his paw and then moving on to the next one, "Lick it." Simba obeyed. He pressed his tongue against Kovu's paw, the musky taste of his body entering his mouth as he began to lick him obediently, his tongue working up and down the paw and licking around the toes, tickling Kovu slightly and making him shiver.

"Now the hind paws." said Kovu.

"You want me to...?"

"Hind paws!" Kovu said, his voice rising and booming around the chamber. Simba jumped at the sudden noise and dived between Kovu's legs. Simba was very well aware of how close his face was to Kovu's loins, but he ignored that and continued his job of worshipping the king's paws. The left hind paw first; kissing up and down it, licking it and covering it with his spit as Kovu berated and mocked him.

"You're pathetic." said Kovu, "It's funny though; you used to be king of the Pride Lands, and I was an Outlander... Now look at us! Me, the king, and you kissing my paws! Ha!" Simba didn't answer and moved to the last remaining paw, "You're a sad excuse for a male. No wonder people were so ready to let me lead instead of you... They were probably sick of your weak leadership. Worthless little bitch... What are you?"

"A... worthless little bitch." Simba whimpered.

"Yeah, that's right." Kovu chuckled. Simba saw Kovu's sheath twitching and the familiar sight of his feline cock emerging from his sheath. He whimpered nervously. No doubt Kovu was going to put that to work soon enough...

Kovu let the bitch of an ex-king kiss his paws for a few more moments before pulling away and, suddenly, tackling Simba to the floor. The yellow lion cried out in surprise as he flailed around, grunting as he was knocked onto his back.

"Stay like that!" Kovu ordered, "On your back, fucktoy!" Simba whimpered but did as he was told, lying on his back like a vulnerable little kit and waiting for Kovu to continue. The king slowly approached him and stood between his legs, eyes working up and down Simba's exposed body and scrutinizing every inch of him before his gaze rested on the less than impressive sheath and balls resting between Simba's legs. Kovu chuckled.

"I still have no idea what Nala saw in you. Can't believe you got a mate with this thing..." he grabbed Simba's sheath with his paw and gave it a squeeze which made Simba gasp suddenly, "Look at it... It's fucking pathetic. You really are a sad excuse for a male, Simba. You couldn't please anyone with this sad little thing." he started rubbing at Simba's crotch, making him whimper and moan in his grasp.

"D...Don't... Please..."

"Shut up!" Kovu growled, "You talk when your king says you can!" he turned his attention back to Simba's useless cock, "Get it hard for me. I want it to be hard while I make fun of it." Simba just moaned in reply and gave in, letting himself harden in Kovu's hand as the king worked his paw up and down it, tickling the growing shaft and giving it a good, fast rubbing until Simba's diminutive member was fully erect and twitching in his paw.

"Heh... So damn small!" Kovu laughed, "I always knew I was the superior male, Simba..." he shuffled up close and Simba quickly found his hole being prodded with something hard and wet and warm; Kovu's cock, "Who's the superior male."

"You are..." Simba whimpered.

"Who?"

"Kovu is." Simba heard Kovu growling and corrected himself, "King Kovu is the superior male!"

"Good slut!" Kovu grunted, forcing his cock into Simba's ass and making the ex-king cry out in pain.

"Ah! Kovu- ah, Sir, please be gentle!"

"Quiet, cock warmer!" Kovu growled and gave Simba's tiny dick a hard slap which made him yelp in surprise, "I don't do gentle. You should know that by now." Simba just whimpered in reply.

Kovu pushed forward, grunting as he rammed his big, thick cock deep inside his bitch's tight fuckhole. He kept fondling Simba's little dick as he pushed in, laughing at him the whole time, reminding him how much of a worthless excuse of a lion he was.

"Tell me how small you are." Kovu ordered. Simba gulped and was about to protest, but thought better of it, not wanting to anger the bigger, stronger male. He knew what Kovu wanted to hear. This wasn't the first time he'd had to degrade himself for Kovu's amusement.

"My cock's so small." he whimpered, "It's so small and useless, yours is so much bigger, Sir. You deserve to be king more than pathetic little me."

"Good slut! Now beg for my cock!" Kovu growled, ramming his whole length inside of him and starting to fuck his ass hard and deep.

"Ohh! Sir! Please fuck me, Sir! Slut needs your cock so bad!" Simba's voice echoed throughout the chamber. Anyone standing outside would no doubt hear Simba's whimpering and begging. Kovu laughed at him and continued his pounding, working his huge cock in and out of Simba's increasingly sore hole as his hips became a blur and his thrusting picked up speed.

Simba could feel him tensing up and kept begging like a good whore.

"Cum in me, Sir! Cum in your slut!" he moaned loudly. It just took Kovu a few more moments of ruthless, brutal fucking for his balls to clench and unload their contents into Simba's ass, flooding the golden-furred whore full of his hot lion cum. Simba gasped as he felt the stuff filling him up; load after load being pumped into his furry, abused ass while Kovu's hand worked quickly up and down his own shaft, pushing him hastily towards his own climax which came just seconds after Kovu's. Simba erupted all over himself, coating his yellow belly fur with his thick seed, the stuff even splattering across his face and mane, matting them with the stuff as Kovu's orgasm slowly subsided. The king pulled out and shot a single rope of cum over Simba's hole. He then looked down at his paw which was now covered in Simba's cum.

"You dirtied my paw." he growled, "Clean it." he held it out and Simba scrambled over, opening his mouth and obediently running his tongue over Kovu's cum-covered paw, the taste of the stuff filling Simba's mouth as he swallowed it all until the paw was spotless, "Good bitch."

Kovu had a wide, smug smirk on his face as he sat back and basked in the afterglow of his climax.

"Get down there and keep worshipping my paws, bitch." he ordered.

"Y-yes, Sir." Simba said with a weak, quivering voice. He did as he was told, leaning down and licking across Kovu's paws as the king looked down on him with a look of pure superiority on his face.

Kovu reaffirmed to himself at that moment: it was good to be king.

THE END