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Ivalyn swallowed nervously as she looked up at the building. What was she thinking? No way in hell this would actually work. Well that wasn't right, it would work. Rather easily in fact. It was more about how could she make herself do this? The lioness let out a groan and pressed hands to her head as she leaned back. Why would she do this to herself? Biting her lip, a quiet whimper slipped from her lips before she shook her head.

Had to be done. There was no other choice right now. Didn't stop her from feeling like like absolute trash for doing it though. Head fell back with a heavy sigh as she shut her eyes. There was no other choice. Just had to keep telling herself that and maybe she'd convince herself of it before the night was over. Or at the very least convince herself to get out of the car.

Flipping down the visor, she looked at herself in the mirror. "You look like a whore," she growled to herself. Which was fitting because, tonight at least, she was. What would be better to say was that she looked like a cartoon whore. Ripping a wipe out of her glove box, she quickly scrubbed her face to get rid of as much of the excess makeup as she could. Stupid, she was stupid and couldn't believe she'd thought about covering herself with so much. The makeup thing didn't work before. She'd snapped a few pictures of herself 'all dolled up' for the guy and he'd said he wanted her natural. Putting the layers of makeup on had been something to keep her busy, stall until that dreaded moment came.

Looking at herself in the mirror again, she breathed out a sigh. Much more natural. Didn't help though. Rolled her shoulders, she put on her best bedroom eyes. Play-growling at the mirror, "Hello, Sir. How are you tonight? I hope you're ready for a wild..." rough tongue played over her lips, "time." Fuck that sounded so corny. A heavy sigh heaved from her chest as she lay her head back again, covering her eyes with an arm.

Why the hell did her manager have to be such an ass and chop her hours down? Ironic that she refused to sleep with him so he chopped her hours, so now she was about to whore herself to a stranger to get a few extra bucks. Not like she had a choice. She'd used up the last bit of her student loan to get this quarter's books. Who decided those things needed to be so fucking expensive? Then some repairs to her car ate up the savings she had. Everything would have been fine if Preston hadn't chopped her down to almost nothing for a couple weeks.

Only the threat of getting HR involved helped, but the damage had been done. If she wanted to keep her apartment then she had to do something to get some cash fast.

Hence why she was here. Her former roommate had done this a few times a month, bringing in fat rolls of cash each time. It went on a few times of her noticing the leopard coming in with fancy new things, sometimes limping home, before she asked. Turns out that letting a guy blow his load without a condom paid very well. It wasn't something she'd ever thought of to be honest. Then again, she really didn't think about sex with a guy unless she was in heat. Well... not entirely true. Between school and work she was too busy to really think about anything else. There were a few times, but she always made them wear a condom. Those barbs fucking hurt. Even with an extra thick condom she could still feel them scraping her insides. It was better if she was in heat, but still left her aching.

A quick glance to her phone showed it was almost time. Cheeks flushed hotly as she stole a quick glance around. She'd parked a couple blocks from where she was supposed to meet the guy. A nice enough neighborhood where her little sedan blended in with the others. People came and went, no one really looking at her or her car. Cheeks flushed as she wiggled down in her seat, doing her best to disappear even further.

The guy she was set to meet believed she was in heat. When her roommate moved in with her sugar daddy, she given Ivalyn a couple gifts. Mostly some new clothes, but also a bottle of estrus perfume. Not the cheap stuff either. This was made with real lioness hormones. "If you ever need it," Nora had teased her. Glancing over at the passenger seat, she saw the bottle sitting there. It would certainly help, but that was only part of the puzzle. As for the other part.

Her cheeks flushed hotter as she pulled her skirt up, the shortest one she had. Fingers swept up her inner thigh and across her bare pussy lips. Biting her lip with a quiet huff as her cheeks flushed hotter. She'd seen Nora getting ready for her 'dates' often enough to know how to dress. Short skirt, tight top, no underwear, and spray that perfume once she was close to her date. Little tips she had never thought she'd actually need. Wiggling her hips, she worked herself further down into her car seat with a quiet moan. Eyes screwing shut as she spread her pussy lips, fingers playing with her slit. Biting her lower lip, she tried to keep quiet despite knowing no one would hear her. Hips wiggled and lifted towards her hands with quiet whimpers. Pressing her fingers deeper as petals grew with arousal.

Ear twitched as her phone chirped. Time's up. Biting her lip, she started her car and pulled away from the parking spot. Fingers continuing their task at diddling herself as she made her way down the road towards her date.

Breathes were coming quicker as she pulled up to a rather nice house in a very nice neighborhood. She slowed just a moment and looked over the house. Who was this guy? The mailbox didn't give any clues, just a number on the stark black metal. All she had to go on was that he was another feline and he'd told her to call him Roy. She'd met him on a website that Nora had frequented. He was safe, as far as she knew, and had more than enough money to be willing to drop some serious cash on her. What type of guy lived in a small mansion, but would drop a couple grand on a single night? Sure, male cats had a problem with getting laid, but holy fuck. A single night and she was going to make more than she did all month at her job.

Worry gnawed at her gut. What if he was some sort of psycho or serial killer? Aiming to drop her down a pit and make her groom herself until he killed her and wore her skin like a bathrobe?

Okay, that's a little crazy. Still though. She huffed and pressed her fingers deeper into her body, shivering as her thumb played over her clit. No time to back out. She couldn't back out, not after coming this far. Just had to woman up and take care of things. One night and she'd never have to do this again.

Cutting the wheel, she pulled into the driveway. His instructions had told her to park next to the garage. A side light illuminating a wider spot in the driveway that looped to the side of the house. Cheeks flushed as she pulled up and parked. Silence falling as she sat a moment, peering at the side of the house. No lights over here, but she had seen a couple on as she pulled up. "Well, you're here." She told herself, "Might as well go through with it." Butterflies danced in her stomach as she grabbed the perfume. A spray on either side of her neck, then one on her inner thighs. Shivering as the cool liquid hit her lips, huffing quietly. Out of the car, doors locked, keys and phone into her purse.

The door opened as she approached, a tiger male practically filling the door frame as he looked down at her. She was far from the smallest lady out there, proudly standing several inches over the average height, but he towered over her. The tiger was well dressed, a pair of tightly creased slacks and button down shirt. First few buttons opened to let a tuft of white hair peek out the top. Her heart hammered in her chest as she stepped onto concrete pad and put on her best sultry smile. "Hello. Are you Roy?"

His rumbling chuff cut through the quiet as he leaned in. His whiskers tickling her cheek and shoulders as he took a deep whiff. "I am," the deep baritone pressed at her. Lips parted and his tongue swept at her neck slowly as he breathed in. "Which makes you Ivy."

It didn't matter if the heat was faked or not. The feel of his tongue combing her neck fur paired with his presence was sending shivers down her body. It took everything she had to not simply melt at the lick. Throat clenching to hold back the moan even as her head tilted to offer more of her neck to the male. A quiet chuff rolling up in its place. Batting her eyes at him with a smile. "I am." Okay, what would Nora do? She'd never seen the jaguar on one her dates, but she spent a year with her. Easy enough to imagine what she'd do. Step in, brush her hand along his powerful chest. Press her cheek up into his throat with a quiet hum of her own. "Going to invite me in, or are we staying outside tonight, Roy?"

He took a sharp breath as she pressed towards him. Chuckle following in its wake, "Nice to see you're eager." One of his massive hands swept down her side. Iron hard grip pulling her against him as he voiced a throaty growl. She gasped as he held her against him, letting her feel that impressive bulge that was tenting his slacks. Nose pressed to her neck as he took a deep breath, letting the growl shake itself out into her. His hand sweeping up under the back of her skirt before finding her slit. "Very eager," he hissed at her.

Oh fucking hell, this was hot. She couldn't help but shiver as his fingers brushed her pussy lips. Hips arching against his touch. "That makes two of us," she breathed. Or at least she meant to. A bite to her neck turned her words into a quiet rowl.

Roy broke the hold, but only just. "Inside," he grumbled. "Letting all the heat out." He didn't move from the doorway so much as turn enough to make a path. She had to press against him to get inside, which was obviously the entire reason he did. Larger form rolling against hers, pinning her between him and the door frame for only an instant, before she came through the other side. Shutting the door, he gave her a good once over as he shut the door. "Well," came the huff, "I had been planning on offering you some wine and snacks before we got down to business." Licking over his lips, the striped male growled deep in his chest. "Seeing you now? I believe we'd end up with you bent over the table before a glass was half finished." Stepping forward, "Let's get right to business?"

She only got the barest glimpses of the house as she slipped through. Everything about this place screamed money. The open floor plan. Furniture that looked like it cost more than she made in months. Actual art hanging on the walls. Handsome. Rich. Who was this guy if he was paying for a night with her? Surely he could get with any woman he wanted.

He wouldn't give her a chance to think about it. Turning her to face him as he pressed into a kiss. Her eyes widened at his muzzle pressed to hers with a growl, large hand practically covering her back. Ivalyn let out a quiet moan and melted into the kiss, opening her lips for his tongue. Letting hers dance with it as he held her against him. Leg twining itself against his as she lifted herself to him. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all? Great looking guy wanting to bang her for some cash? Maybe Nora had the right idea all along.

The kiss was short lived, tiger breaking it with a gasp. Good thing he had his hand on her back, otherwise she might have just dropped then and there. "Goddamn," came the throaty groan as he looked down at her, "You are fucking gorgeous."

"You're not half bad yourself," she offered a smile, tail twitching behind her as she pressed against him. Hand dropping to play with his growing bulge. Tracing the size and shape of the male through those slacks. Oh holy fuck. She had been with her share of guys and species, and this guy was big! Like bordering on scary big.

Lips pulled back into a mock snarl. "I'll show you not half bad." And he actually swept her off her feet. Easily scooping her up in his arms and holding her with a grin. Never before in her life had she actually swooned. It was always something from cheap romances, usually featuring some guy with flowing hair and a shirt that was mostly open. Stuff that came on during the daytime to occupy people that were home sick or lonely housewives. Yes, she fucking swooned as this guy carried her up a flight of stairs. He was making it far too easy to forget that she was here because he was paying her.

Throwing her arms around his neck, she leaned in to nibble and lick at his neck. Huffing quietly as he carried her upstairs, past several doors, and into his bedroom. The world only expanding when he sat her on the edge of his bed and stood up to take his shirt of. Cheeks flushed at how fast everything was happening. The lioness squirming as she cast a quick glance around. It was one of those odd bedrooms where an entire wall was windows, all looking down into the living space below. Even with the bedroom light off, there was enough from below that she could make out the rich furnishing and heavy wood furniture. A quick sniff brought her only the male's scent. Heavy, masculine, it drew a shiver from the aroused lioness.

"Like what you see?"

The words drew her attention back on him. Cheeks flushing hotter as she looked over the tiger. Gone was his shirt, revealing a broad chest rippling with muscles. "Y-yeah, just a bit flustered." She laughed, fanning herself as he started to take off his pants.

He breathed out a chest-deep chuckle, "Understandably." Tongue ran over his lips slowly as he looked over her, sitting on the edge of his bed, still wearing that top that clung to her breasts. "I have one question for you before we begin." She hummed curiously as she stood up, working off her skirt first. "Did you bring a change of clothes?"

Oh shit, she knew she forgot something. Ivy bit her bottom lip and shook her head, "I forgot," she laughed. "Just all..." don't say nervous. Don't want him to think you're an amateur. Don't want him thinking you're a slut either! But he did pay for you.

Roy chuffed, "Flustered?" He smirked at her and licked his lips, "Understandably." He paused a moment, "I am going to apologize if things get a little out of hand, your scent is just..." he shivered with a purr, "And I want you to know that, even though I am paying for your company, I hold you in the highest of regards." Lips parted as the male took another deep breath. "As for the clothes. It's okay." Stepping out of his pants, he grinned down at her. Every inch of his body was muscled. Not the ripped of a body builder, but the heavier form of a male that trained to keep himself fit and strong. Thick cock swaying with each step, matched by an equally heavy set of balls. "My ex left some things, she's about your size so we won't have to worry."

She was about to ask what she shouldn't worry about when he struck. Her only warning was a brief inhale before he blasted her with an animalistic roar. The sound making her jump and eyes go wide, heart hammering in her chest. She didn't have time to even get her fur down before he was on her. Grabbing her top and jerking her towards him. The thin fabric wasn't made to take that sharp pull and ripped easily. Roy tossing the scrap behind him as her breasts bounce free. Ivalyn's mouth dropped in shock and she started to say something, but he pressed his assault. Body slamming into hers and driving her to the bed. His snarl being buried into her neck as his heavy frame pressed to hers. She tried to growl something in return, twisting under the male. Teeth found her scruff as he shifted over her with a growl. Claws swept down her side and hooked into her skirt. It stood no chance against the determined male. The yank forcing her up against him, body twisting before being slammed into the bed again. His raging length pressed tight to her backside as he pinned her.

Ivalyn lifted with a snarl. That had been her favorite cute skirt and he'd ruined it. Back pressed to his chest as she shoved against the bed, putting every ounce of strength into knocking the overeager male off her. Not realizing that her press was putting her in the perfect position for him to continue. At least not until his cock snaked down her rear. Raging length raking down her rear, between her ass cheeks, and against her pussy. Yes, she'd been worked up minutes ago, and the flirting had helped keep her going, but it had started to wane over the last couple minutes.

Not that he cared.

Roy's snarl was met with her yowl as the tiger slammed ever inch into her waiting pussy. It was one thing to see a cock and think it was huge. It was another matter to have the thing splitting you in half. His weight drover her back to the bed. Every last bit of air being shoved from her lungs as the large male pressed against her with a groan. "Fucking tight," was all he hissed at her before pulling back.

Agony. Sheer agony plain and simple. The tiger's barbs raked her insides, hooking and dragging over every inch of her tunnel. Oh sure, they were stimulating her insides, making her muscles twitch and clench at his length. That's what they were made for, but it didn't make it any less painful. Breath caught in her throat as the male pulled back until just his tip was inside her. There was an instant of respite before he slammed in, throwing his full weight against her backside. His bed slamming off the wall with a sharp bang, mattress digging into her chest.

This time she managed to scream as he pulled back. Thrashing under the tiger as his barbs raked her insides. Her wild bucks were enough to lift the male, making him snarl as he threw his weight back against her. "That's it," he huffed at her, "Make me work for it!" Thick arms wrapped around her. The lioness squirming, inarticulate screams being ripped from her each time he pulled back. If she were in season then this would be driving her wild. No doubt about it. Pain and pleasure spiked through her with each thrust.

Eyes crossed as he drove into her hard enough to push her higher onto the bed. Legs shuffling as she tried to find some purchase. Planting one foot on the bedding, she tried to slam back to buck him off, "S-stop, p...rrreease!"

It only seemed to urge the male on. Hips slamming hers harder, "Yessss," came the throaty hiss. Growl pressing against her as teeth found her neck and shoulders. Biting hard enough to bruise. Teeth digging into flesh as the male huffed and panted. She could feel the warmth of his precum as it spilled into her. Ass tingling with the repeated slams of his powerful body against hers. Thrusts growing sharper as she twisted under him. The lioness snarled and took a swipe at the tiger. Hand clamping at her wrist and twisting it. She yowled something at him as she twisted, arm being bent up at a painful angle behind her back.

Leaning back, the male huffed down at her, eyes closed most of the way. Thighs pressed to either side of her body, trapping her there under his quick, shallow thrusts. "That all you got?" He growled, bringing his hand down on her ass. A yowl ripping free as his powerful hand crashed off her backside. "Barely getting worked up here." Despite the bold claim, his cheeks were already flushing, cock twitching against her insides.

What had she gotten into? This wasn't worth it. She's go talk to Preston in the morning. Offer him a blowjob, something, anything! Maybe he'd give her that promotion she'd been promised by the last manager. He was a dog, it wouldn't hurt as much as this. Couldn't hurt this much. A whimper slipped out of the lioness as her ears pinned back. Body being jarred by those sharp thrusts, "Pleasse stop," came the gasp, eyes rolling back, "Don't..." a whine slipped free as his thrusts grew harder, eyes rolling back. Her body began to shake under him. Pain of his barbs almost being overwhelmed by the pleasure as they scraped her g-spot. Wild as he was, the tiger knew how to fuck. She could feel her unwanted orgasm starting to build. Body squirming and doing the best to get away. "Don't cum in..." she hissed at him and tried to lash out with her other hand. This time scoring a scratch across his arm, "Not inside!"

Roy snarled at the scratch, grabbing at her hand. She flailed, trying to scratch the male wherever she could. He caught her quickly enough, shoving the hand to the bed as he threw his body down against her. Knocking the wind from her lungs as he slammed his body against her backside. Whatever snarl he might have getting muted as teeth dug into her scruff.

Heat exploded into her as the male came. Claiming her with his thick, hot cream. Hips smashing against hers as he pumped shot after shot of tiger cum deep into the stunned lioness.

Low huffs came from the male a he drew back slowly. Drawing a pained yowl from her as his raging length sprang free. Cum staining her backside as he finished there. Grinding against her rump. "Holy fuck," he groaned, "That was, hands down, the bed fuck I've had in years." He laughed as he pulled away. Ivalyn began to sit up. Every part of her body hurt and she felt like crying. Roy licked his lips and breathed out a chuff, "I hope you're ready for round two."

"R-round two?" she managed to huff out. She'd only just gotten fucked and filled, every inch of her body was screaming and her pussy felt raw. What the fuck did he mean by round two?

Worn out as she might have been, the tiger still had plenty more to give her. Grabbing her shoulders, he practically threw her higher onto the bed. Treating her with all the care one might have for a doll or sack of potatoes. Ivalyn yowled in surprise as she bounced off the bedding, every limb flailing. He was over her in a flash. Growling as he shoved his body against hers.

Lips pulled back with a snarl, "Get off me!" she screamed at him. Lashing to claw his eyes out. He was expecting it this time. Grabbing her wrists and slamming them down over her head. "Help! SOMEONE!" It was hopeless to scream though. The house sat in the middle of a couple acre lot, with a large hedge surrounding the mansion-like home. Twisting, she managed to free a hand from that grip. She blindly lashed out with a snarl, the sting of her palm telling her she hit him. Roy looking absolutely stunned as she slapped him. That look twisting into a gleeful grin

Her slap caught him off guard. His made her see stars. The heavy hand crashed off her cheek hard enough to snap her head around. The lioness staring blankly as her entire world spun. Buying the tiger enough time to pull something from under the headboard. Padded cuffs wrapping around her wrists, keeping them locked there and out of trouble. Rough hands came down on her thighs next. Fingers digging in as he snarled, "Spread those legs..."

Teeth ground as she growled at him, "Fuck you..." it was inevitable though. She jogged a few times a week and kept herself fit, but he was on an entirely different animal. Her legs shook as she did her best to keep them closed. Slowly, but surely, he was prying them open. Hands shifting to press against the inside of her knees. Muscles bulging as the male pressed them apart. Nearly making her do the splits as he forced them to the bed. Cock throbbing with excitement as he moved between her legs. Only releasing his hold when he was situated. Her legs slamming to his sides without the resistance of his hands. Growling, she wrapped her legs around him and squeezed, trying to trap him there. Or something. She wasn't sure yet anymore.

"Language," came the too calm chastisement. "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth." His body shifted, hard shaft grinding her outer lips. Just a little toy before he rolled. Getting enough space in her tight hold to line up and press in again. Her body thrashed with a yowl, tugging at the cuffs as she fired off enough curses to make a sailor blush.

Roy growled at her and pulled back. The scrape drawing a sharp gasp then another string of curses as he slammed in. She was about to start on questioning his heritage when his hand closed around her throat. Tiger growling as he began to thrust. "Alright, enough is enough." Jaw dropped as he squeezed, making her head swim. He picked up the pace quickly. Body thumping off hers, pressing her down into the bed, hand tightening the grip on her throat. She could feel her head starting to swim, vision darkening within seconds. The scraping and scratching of his barbs fading static against the background.

His grip loosened, letting her draw in a sharp breath. Then clamped again, keeping her from letting it out. His thrusts coming faster as he growled down at her. Eyes rolled back in her head as the male took her, controlling everything she could do. Still she fought, squeezing and thrashing on the bed. Although her struggles were weaker. Body barely moving before he'd release his grip and let her get a good lungful of air. Then he'd keep her from breathing out. Hand crushing her throat. Letting her struggles grow weaker. Never letting her pass out. Always keeping her right on the edge, but never allowing her to go over. Every one of her senses was on edge, making her that much more aware of the slap of his body against hers. The sharp rake of his barbs making her jump and clench. Tail lashing from side to side as she tried to keep from panicking.

Oh god, she could feel it. That familiar tension boiling in her gut as he fucked her. Insides clamping and shuddering around him a she squirmed. Then thrashed, vision turning red at the edges. Next time his hand loosened, she took as deep of a breath as she could and screamed. Every fiber of her body shaking as she came harder than she'd ever cum in her life. Muscles screaming as the male jerked back in surprise. Walls clamping against him despite the pain, making her body that much tighter around him.

A snarl ripped free of the male as he lunged forward. Muzzle burying itself against her neck and clamping down. Hot breath puffed at her neck as his thrusts came harder, sharper. Eyes rolled back in her head, tongue rolling from her maw as she shook. Roy's rough treatment pushing her from one orgasm right into another. The lioness unable to anything more than just shake and gasp. Teeth digging at her neck as his motions grew sharper. Pounding her aching body. Every scrape like a rasp of needles against glass. Her senses were so sharp that it felt like she could feel every single barb. Trace the path each took as it dug into her battered flesh and drew back. Could feel every last piece hair on his body as it pressed to hers.

His snarl was buried into her neck, shaking her to the core, as he slammed in. Balls, already spent once, jumping on her backside as he gave her a second load for the evening. Short, sharp thrusts accompanying each spray of seed against her depths.

Ivalyn gasped as his mouth loosed its hold. Body heaving as she coughed. Entire throat aching from being squeezed so hard for so long. His tongue brushed over her neck slowly. Taking his time as he caught his breath. Panting against her as he stay there. Arms shaking as he held himself up, feeling how she shook and trembled under him.

Slowly, he pulled away. Her legs falling limp to the bed. The lioness beyond spent at this point. She didn't even flinch as he lifted her head and kissed her, tongue pressing between slack jaws and rolling in her maw. The kiss lasted a good minute or more. Roy breaking the kiss with a deep chuff. The mighty male groaning as he stood up. Actually staggering as he made his way to some door and into the bathroom. Her ear twitched at the sound of water running, senses just starting to come back around.

Roy returned a moment later with a warm cloth, using it to wipe down her thighs and pussy. A soft hiss slipping from the lioness as her abused folds were molested. "I must say," he grinned at her, "That was hands down the best fuck I've had in years." Flipping her onto her side, he cleaned the mess on her rear. "You are easily the tightest lioness I have ever experienced, and the way you fought..." a shiver raced through his body as the tiger groaned. "How did you know I was into rough play like that?" He tilted his head and rubbed her neck, drawing a wince from the lion. "Don't think I left any lasting marks, thankfully." A chuff sounded from the male, "Got a little carried away to say the least." The cuffs came off, Ivalyn rubbing her wrists as she sat up slowly.

The large male shifted to the nightstand, pulling out an envelope and counting out. "I know what we agreed on, but I can't have you short-selling yourself like that." He pulled out a stack of bills, "Bonus for how good you were." Whiskers twitched with his smile as he held out the fat roll of bills. "And there will be fifty percent more if you show up next month for another round." She looked at him blankly. The tiger blinking before his ears fell back with a cough, "I'm not wanting to run you off. You're welcome to stay the night, just... Well didn't want to forget paying you after..." He licked his lips, "After the best damn fuck I've ever had. So, what do you say?" Grinning at her, he held out the stack of bills, "Stay the night and meet up again in a month for double what we originally talked about? Triple if it takes."