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"Urgh!"

The powerful white lion felt the foot paw pressed against his neck blocking his air. He couldn't breathe. When he tried to twist away from it, a powerful kick to his side made him wince and groan in pain, yet the need for air didn't cease.

"You are defeated," his opponent announced. The black-furred, panther-like warrior standing above him had a victorious smirk plastered all over his muzzle. When the lion's eyes met his, he only pressed his foot down harder, making him gasp for air again.

He really was defeated. How could that have happened?

He was Ajani Goldmane, a mighty planeswalker, yet he had lost.

In a feeble final, desperate attempt, Ajani grasped the panther's ankle, yet he found himself so weakened that he couldn't even muster up the strength to pry it away from his neck. The large lion's lungs burned, everything hurt, the lack of air made his vision start to blacken. His eyes rolled back and he was on the verge of passing out when the foot paw finally pulled away.

The gasp of air he let out was reflexive, but it brought life back to him. For several moments Ajani just laid there, catching his breath and, now that the battle was over and its thrill was gone, feeling the pain of the bruises and cuts he had got during it. He could feel the warmth of his blood in several spots, the lion's pristine white fur matted with it. His armor had been damaged in the fight by the panther's claws, weapon and magic and even his gracious, long mane was in disarray. Ajani had wounds that could maybe be dire, but it was nothing his healing magic couldn't take care of… when his mana was a little less spent.

"You were foolish to think that you could defeat me, Lord Windgrace, using artifact tools." The panther spat to the side towards where Ajani's weapon, a double-bladed glaive, had been kicked to when he got disarmed. The defining moment of his defeat. Glancing up at Windgrace, the lion could see the hatred for the instrument that the panther had shown ever since first setting eyes on it. Perhaps if he had come to this plane without it Windgrace would have been more sympathetic to his plight, but alas, he couldn't have known that, and now…

The realization of what his defeat meant started dawning on Ajani when he mustered up the strength to sit back up. The panther kept his wary eyes on him. He too had his fair share of wounds, but the more savage-like feline didn't seem bothered by them either.

"You concede that you were defeated in our duel, yes?" the panther asked, looking at him with scrutiny.

All Ajani could do was lower his head. "Yes."

"That means that, by our agreed-upon terms, you will now serve under me."

"...Yes." It pained Ajani to say that, yet he had been defeated and he had no choice but to act with honor. The lion had given his word and, no matter how much this outcome stung, he could not back out from it. Yet still, he looked up at the panther with determination.

"You must understand, however, that Nicol Bolas is a threat not only to my world but to this one and all others. If left unchecked, his forces will-"

"I do not care," the panther said, raising his paw to stop him after interrupting the lion's plea. "You have told me all of this when you appeared here in Urborg looking for planeswalkers to join your fight and I, in turn, have also already told you that I do not care and have no wish of joining you in fighting this evil dragon you speak of."

"Your world will be targeted by him as well! It is only a matter of time!" the lion insisted. He started to get up, but the panther made a point to swiftly kick him in the chest to make him fall back sitting again with a grunt.

"Then when he comes, my warriors and I will defeat him here." Windgrace opened a smile, looking at the lion. "And you will be here as well to help, too. Although, given what I have planned for you, perhaps fighting will not be your specialty anymore."

That made Ajani frown. "What does that mean?"

"You will see. Do you think you can just jump into my plane wielding artifact weapons and make demands? Hah! I will make an example out of you, Ajani Goldmane, so that the next fool that comes here thinking they can take on Lord Windgrace will know that they cannot."

Windgrace himself stepped forward to grab Ajani by the mane. The lion could have stopped him, fought back, but honor demanded that he submit to the panther's will so he let Windgrace do as he wished. The panther twisted the fur of the lion's mane, making him grunt, and pulled him to force him to stand up.

Side by side, Ajani was taller than Windgrace. The white-furred lion was tall, with a broad chest and muscular form while the panther, although fit, was slender. He had to reach up to keep his grab on the lion's mane. Perhaps that was part of why Ajani had been so sure he could defeat Windgrace in a duel when he proposed it. Yet what the panther lacked in strength, he made up for in agility and magic…

"Come," Windgrace ordered, and keeping the grab on his mane, pulled Ajani to follow him. The clearing they had been fighting on was flat with nothing but hard earth beneath their feet, but as they made their way past the treeline, the swamp-like marshlands that Ajani had first seen when he had arrived on that plane made itself known again. The ground became wet and muddy, unstable, and the air felt wet and humid. Urborg was not a beautiful place.

The panther, however, made his way through the jungle-like environment with ease. Their traveling was delayed by the fact that he insisted on guiding the lion by the hold on his mane, forcing Ajani to stumble after him, but no amount of protesting swayed Windgrace. Not even when Ajani pointed out that his weapon had been left behind. The glaive was significant to him, but the mere mention of it was enough to bring a hiss and a scowl from the panther, so he dropped the subject for the remainder of their small journey. Windgrace seemed to know exactly which way to go amidst the jungle.

While they walked, the recollection of what had transpired went through Ajani's mind again, furthering the sting of his defeat and making the consequences of it weigh heavier on his mind. For a while now the majestic lion had been traveling between planes to recruit powerful fighters in his crusade against Nicol Bolas, the dragon that had been growing in power and threatening to destroy everything. In some planes he found warriors willing to join his cause, in others, the worthy planeswalkers were not so willing. Windgrace had been one such as that. Though the panther held more similarities to him than most other planeswalkers, at least on a physical level, underneath it all they could not be more different.

When Ajani had explained the situation and proposed that Windgrace and his forces joined him, the panther had all but laughed at his face. After denying his request and aggressively telling Ajani to leave that place and never return, it was the lion himself that had been persistent. Convinced he could sway Windgrace towards joining his cause, Ajani himself had proposed their duel.

If he won, Windgrace and his forces would come with him and join the fight against the dragon. If he lost, Ajani himself would serve Windgrace however we wanted. Fair terms, the lion believed, yet he had been sure that righteousness was on his side. Ajani truly believed he would win and thus sway another planeswalker to fight by their side, but alas…

"Here we are. Your new home from now on," Windgrace said, pulling him out of the jungle towards, to Ajani's surprise, a hidden settlement amidst the swamp. Huts and houses made of wood were raised amidst a clearing with tall trees surrounding them and, in some cases, with the houses built around the large trees themselves. On the distance, Ajani could see other panther-like beings, very similar to Windgrace, walking around closest to the settlement's center. Most of them wore little more than loincloths or diminutive clothing just like Windgrace himself did.

There was little time to take in the sight. Soon enough, the panther was pulling him through the outskirts of the town towards a large yet still crude-looking wooden house built by the side of one of the largest, thickest trees he had ever seen. Windgrace's home, he presumed. The wooden door was thrown open and, inside, the white lion only got to glimpse at the rough furniture and tools inside before Windgrace led him through a backdoor to an enclosed space that Ajani could only describe as some kind of backyard. There, the trunk of the tree that supported the side of the house was visible. From up close, Ajani could see how the swamp-like nature of that place made the tree's trunk green with moss, its large roots covered with vines that grew all over the ground.

It was towards the tree that Windgrace took him, finally letting go of his mane when he pushed the lion towards it. Ajani hit the trunk with his back, but merely looked down at the panther.

"Is this where you live?" the lion asked. "Our agreement was that I would serve you, yet-"

"Quiet," the panther shushed, interrupting him with his usual harsh tone and scowl. "You are but a servant now and your voice has little use."

The white lion frowned and stood straight, dusting his clothes and armor off. Through the trek, with his mana slowly recovering, he had been able to seal most of his wounds with his healing magic. Only bruises and dry blood remained to stain his fur.

"I am a warrior like you, Windgrace," Ajani reminded him, expression serious.

To that, the panther scoffed.

"Hah! You are a warrior, yes, but one that relies on all the wrong things. Here, in my territory, in my element, I will put you in your proper place." The feline grinned as he said that. Ajani got to see the way Windgrace looked at him, then followed his eyes as they trailed downwards to look and study him. The lion's frown deepened. Windgrace looked at him as if he were measuring the quality of a piece of meat.

"If you are not going to have me fight for you, then why do you even want me to serve you? My crusade is important, Windgrace, and though I have made a vow to serve you if you won, it would be most honorable of you if you cou-"

"No." The panther said, interrupting him again with a dry tone. "I have other plans for you. Better plans."

When the panther brought his paw up, Ajani caught the hints of green, the feeling of mana being woven. The panther had made use of his nature powers during their fight, too. The tree trunk behind the lion started creaking and, when Ajani turned to look at them, he saw that the trees' thick vines were starting to move, uncoiling themselves from the trees' trunk. More and more of them started moving at once, some coming out of the earth beneath his feet and snaking around them, some coming from the tree branches above to creep downwards. The lion grew tense but turned his eyes towards Windgrace.

"What are you doing?" Ajani asked as the vines started approaching him. Windgrace simply smirked.

"Your orders are to simply stand still. Don't fight them. Not that you could anyway..."

When the first vines started coiling around Ajani's arm, he felt a strong impulse to pull away. He didn't have his weapon, but the lion still had his claws and teeth. Compelled to obey the panther's orders, however, Ajani instead made an effort to stand still, allowing the vines to circle and coil around one of his arms, then the other. More of them came towards him, too many to count. Some running up his ankles, some coming from behind to coil around his waist. It felt even more uncomfortable when the first vine made its way under his shirt and breastplate and the lion couldn't help but grit his teeth while growling softly when one of the vines coming from below entered through the leg of his pants. Its texture against his bare fur felt odd. Slowly, the vines started taking hold of him.

When the first one forced his arm upwards, Ajani did try to at least resist, but he found that they were much stronger than they looked. They didn't budge against his strength and successfully pulled his arms upwards until more vines coiled against the both of them together, binding them. The lion was left standing there with vines all over his body and his arms up in the air. When he tried again to pull against them, it was as if the vines were as solid as the tree's trunk itself. They might as well be made of metal.

"That is much better..." Windgrace said with a growing grin. He halted the use of his mana to approach the bound lion, but the vines remained firmly in place.

"What is the meaning of this, Windgrace?"

The panther didn't answer. When he got close enough to stand right in front of the armored feline, Ajani felt how Windgrace's paw came up to feel his abdomen. His shirt had been lifted by the vine encircling his waist, allowing the panther to feel his fur and muscles there. Ajani didn't like that one bit.

"You won't be needing these anymore for your new purpose..."

Windgrace's hand that wasn't feeling him up made a few new movements with more green mana coming from it, and the vines started moving again. They snaked their way into his clothes, down the waist of his pants and up his legs as well as into the neck of his shirt. Ajani looked around, not understanding what was happening.

"Windgrace?!" the lion asked with urgency. Still with a calm demeanor, however, the panther simply reached up to the clasps of his breastplate and started undoing them, one by one, while the numerous vines continued to make their way into his clothes. When all of the clasps were undone, the lion's heavy metal armor fell down from his body with a dry thump, leaving Ajani in nothing but the noble clothing he wore underneath.

"You don't even deserve those..." The panther smiled again, obviously taking pleasure in the next hand movement he made. When he did, all the vines that had creeped inside Ajani's clothes started pulling outwards, expanding, and almost in unison, the sound of cloth ripping came from both the lion's pants and shirt as the strong vines forced their way through them.

The tattered remains of his clothes fell off his body, which in turn had Ajani tensing up when suddenly the humid weather of the swamp was felt against his own bare fur. Not only his broad, powerful chest was exposed, but also... everything else below his waist. Ajani pulled against the vines holding his arms up in a natural reflex to bring his paws down to cover himself up, but they didn't let him. The white lion couldn't even press his legs together, for the vines coming from the ground held his ankles against the ground in a spread manner. All Ajani could do was look down and see how his bare sheath and heavy hanging, furred orbs also lay there, fully exposed.

"Windgrace! This is not honorable!" The lion scowled down at the panther, his muscles still bulging with effort to fight against the hold of the vines and at least give himself a little decency back.

"Honorable? Hah! That's a word that won't be part of your life anymore," the panther said with amusement. "I gave you all the hints, didn't I? I said I'd be putting you in your place, that you'd have a new purpose. You haven't guessed what it will be yet?"

Windgrace licked his lips. His hand returned to the lion's abdomen and, no longer impaired by clothes, armor, or anything else, it was free to trail up and feel the lion's chest in a way that had Ajani feeling extremely uncomfortable. It was nothing compared to when the panther's other hand came down to feel his thigh, kneading it… and then shamelessly reaching up to feel his sheath. The lion tensed up heavily when that happened, eyes going wide.

"You cannot be serious! I am a warrior, a planeswalker like yourself! I serve a higher purpose!" Ajani grit his teeth, showing his fangs down at the panther. He still fought against the vines even though they showed no sign of budging… and he fought it even though he was still honor-bound to serve the panther, no matter how mad he sounded. That was going too far, though!

"You serve my will now," Windgrace simply retorted, his hand going down to grab the lion's balls within his paw… and squeeze them. The sudden pressure on the most sensitive part of his body had Ajani gasping, every muscle he had fighting to protect his sensitive balls, but the vines wouldn't let them. The seconds stretched on with Windgrace keeping a merciless hold on the lion's balls until he finally let go of them, allowing Ajani to gasp with relief. The pain was reduced to a throbbing ache on his nuts.

"If you know what's good for you, you will just lower your head and obey me as you're supposed to. If you fight me, things will only get worse for you." The panther used a finger to play with the lion's hanging and aching balls, swinging them back and forward a few times with Ajani unable to do anything about it. Then, that finger moved on and, much to the lion's dismay, started playing with the opening of his sheath. The panther toyed with it, one claw prying inside to feel the leonine member dormant within.

"This is still not right! This is… obscene!" Ajani said, gritting his teeth. He glared down at Windgrace. "Don't touch that!"

The panther smirked. "Oh, I will do much more than just touch it," he replied obviously amused with how flustered his obscene actions made Ajani. "Don't worry, though. In time, you will learn to like it. You will learn to appreciate it when I choose to reward you. When I choose to allow you to serve me."

Ajani glared down at Windgrace, teeth grit hard, especially since the black-furred feline decided to pull his sheath back to expose his member before starting to toy with the flaccid feline dick with his fingers. He rubbed and stroked it, touching Ajani in ways he had never been touched by another male before save for his own paw. The worst part was that, though the lion pulled and pulled against the vines and tried to evade the insistent touch, he still couldn't deny how physically pleasurable it felt. The fact that it was so very wrong only made the sight of his member starting to harden to Windgrace's ministrations frustrate him more.

"Stop this, Windgrace! This- this isn't what we agreed on!" Ajani growled down at the panther growing desperate. As his pink-colored member grew harder, the panther had more to work on, trailing his fingers through the lion's cock without an ounce of shame. They stroked it, teased it and pleasured it with skill. The panther's eyes didn't leave it either even as Ajani's complaints came. Just as that smirk didn't leave the panther's muzzle, either.

"I disagree. You are my servant and it is entirely up to me to choose how you will serve me." The panther's words only heightened the flame of Ajani's burning frustration. In a way, it was the truth, but he was a warrior! A very, very powerful warrior! Doing these things to him was just… unthinkable!

The lion's body, however, seemed to disagree with his values. Soon enough Windgrace had coaxed the whole of Ajani's cock from his sheath. The lion's size was considerable, in scale with his own large form, and while pink in color the lion's member displayed a fair amount of the tiny barbs adorning it that were characteristic to his feline nature. Windgrace, being a feline himself, probably shared that trait given that he did not seem impressed in the least by them. Not only that, but the way his skilled fingers toyed with the barbs over the lion's length seemed to indicate that the bastard had knowledge of how sensitive those little parts of the lion's cock were. Though Ajani tried and tried to will his shameful erection down, the physical pleasure won. He only found himself more and more aroused.

"Don't get used to this," Windgrace continued. "I won't be the one bothering to touch your useless little dick in the future. It is nothing more than something for me to have fun with now anyway… and fun with it I shall have."

The panther let go of Ajani's cock. Windgrace wiped his paw on the fur of the lion's thigh, then took a step back. Much to the lion's dismay, the hand movements returned alongside the glow of green mana and the vines started moving again. A piece that had already been coiled around the lion's right leg coiled further up, enveloping his leg and growing more and more. It was thick at its base but thin at the tip. It continued to go up and up until, when it had enveloped the lion's thigh completely, it instead snaked its way towards his erection…

"What are you doing?!" Ajani asked with urgency, eyes locked on the vine slowly reaching for his cock. His body tensed up and his muscles pulled against the ones keeping him bound with more and more urgency.

"Having fun," the panther simply answered.

When the coil reached Ajani's cock, it felt colder than Windgrace's hand. Carefully and with precision, it too enveloped his erection at the base, then coiling around its length once, then twice, like a small snake constricting its victim. When the vine had a good hold of the lion's dick, Ajani got to see how Windgrace's smirk turned into a grin again.

A simple movement with two of his fingers had the vine start to give Ajani's cock a squeeze, then move back and forth it in a slow motion. It was as if it caressed his cock, squeezing its hold ever so softly, then moving, then retreating and repeating the motion. It felt just as if it was… stroking him. Teasing him. Even when Windgrace's fingers stopped the motion, the vine continued the same rhythmic motion over the lion's cock. It felt just as pleasurable, and just as wrong, as when Windgrace himself was stroking him.

"Stop this! Windgrace!" Ajani urged yet again. The lion grit his teeth harder. The magically enhanced plants working on his cock felt better than he would ever admit. Ajani expected their texture to feel rough, but the moss-covered vines, at least the one covering his cock, felt smooth and almost… wet. Maybe it was the moss? All he knew was that when it squeezed his cock, moving back and forth in its slow yet continuous movement, a shameful droplet of precum came from the tip of Ajani's dick.

"And why would I do that? Doesn't it feel good? You really should learn to appreciate me showing you kindness like this. As I said, your pleasure is not really my concern at all." The panther still sounded as arrogant as before when he spoke. It infuriated the bound lion. Even more so when Windgrace casually reached down to cup his balls and casually play with them in the same invasive manner from before, but this time with his vile vines molesting Ajani's cock at the same time.

"Appreciate this?! This is… this is filthy! It's wrong! Windgrace, if you don't stop this, I'll b-AARGH!"

Ajani was interrupted by the fact that Windgrace's paw suddenly took hold of his scrotum to squeeze it hard again. Pain shot up from the lion's groin resonating in a weird way to the pleasure the vines still provided his erect member, but even it flagged just a little bit from the pain. Before the lion's eyes could even focus though, Ajani suddenly felt something getting shoved into his maw that had been opened to yell in pain. The taste of cloth invaded his tongue, making him grunt, and Windgrace's fingers worked it well past his teeth and far into his maw, far enough so that when he tried to spit it out, his tongue was not enough to push the cloth outside. The lion shook his head to try to dislodge it, but he failed.

The pressure on his balls subsided, much to his relief, but almost immediately after that Ajani recognized both the taste of musk and the little bit of white cloth hanging out from his maw. Windgrace had shoved the remnants of his own ripped underwear into his maw to gag him. With that realization, the mild taste of musk that he could feel from the cloth felt even more enhanced just from knowing that he was gagging on the piece of underwear he had been wearing since…

He didn't even want to think about how long it had been.

"Hmmmghfg!" Ajani mumbled right away in complaint, trying harder to spit it out, but Windgrace ignored him. "Hmmghf mhgghf ghfgm!"

"Much better. Keeping quiet is one of the things I will teach you over time."

Ajani glared down at the panther once more and shook his head a few more times. His hands clenched into fists, pulling and pulling against those cursed vines. If only he could reach his maw he would at least be able to pull the cloth out!

"Hearing you mumble and grumble things like that almost makes me think you're not enjoying this as much as you should. Maybe I can help in that regard as well..."

Ajani did not like the sound of that at all. He liked it even less when the panther's hand returned to cup his defenseless balls. The lion's eyes fixated on it and he tensed up half-expecting another painful squeeze to come, but instead… the panther's hand glowed with a red hue. The use of red mana was recognized by the lion right away, but its effects were like nothing he had seen before in its application.

Ajani felt his balls… heating up. That was the only way to describe it. The panther rubbed them softly while applying his foul magic powered by his red mana and, as a result, the lion's cock hardened further. Ajani felt his arousal level shooting up to unnatural levels. His cock stiffened, then pulsed and started dripping precum right away. The vines stroking it softly suddenly felt a thousand times more pleasurable than before and, though Windgrace only spent a few seconds rubbing his balls with magic, when the panther pulled his hand away, Ajani was left panting and resisting the urge to hump up against the vines teasing him.

"HMFGH!" the lion complained again, breathing heavily after the burst of forced arousal left him desperate and wanting.

The panther, however, took a step back. He seemed to take an enormous amount of pleasure from watching the outraged lion standing there, struggling against his bounds, gagged and with the vines stroking his erection.

"Beautiful," Windgrace said in an obnoxiously calm tone, "and we're only just starting. I wonder what I should do next. How about..."

When Ajani saw Windgrace's hands starting to move with the glow of green mana again, his expression already turned into a worried one. He didn't know what to expect as the vines started moving again. This time it was as if all of them started moving at once, working together to achieve whatever goal Windgrace had…

The one coiled around his cock never stopped stroking and teasing it even as all the others around him started moving. The vines enveloping his legs and ankles started raising them up. They came from the ground, but they were as sturdy and firm as the tree itself as they started pushing Ajani's legs up into the air while the ones coming from above still held him with his arms above his head. Other vines coiled around his chest and waist, holding the large, white lion up even as his legs got lifted up. More of them came to support him, holding the feline in a suspended form even as he continuously struggled against their hold trying to pull them back or forth.

They were strong and sturdy and, despite his efforts, Ajani soon found his innate feline flexibility used against him as his legs were pushed against his own body and spread wide in the air. They kept going and going until Ajani's foot paws were pretty much past his own shoulders with the lion kept curved over himself, yet still vertically in the air. His own cock, still being teased by that small, precise vine, was pointed at his own stomach. Ajani had a clear view of it below, but the worst part was that, with his legs pulled up and apart like that, everything else he had was completely exposed and vulnerable. The lion's tail swished back and forth behind him in distress as he was lifted further up so that what was under his tail got pointed forward towards Windgrace himself. Bent up over himself like that, Ajani had a clear view of the pink star just past his taint himself. With his arms still held above, the position was quite uncomfortable.

"Hmmghf! Hmmgfh!!" the lion tried to say in complaint and defiance. Even struggling was harder in that awkward suspended position, but that was how the vines decided to keep him at. When they stopped moving, Ajani was left suspended and bent over himself with his ass thoroughly exposed.

"What a nice view..." Windgrace teased. The lion could see where he was looking and, despite being the warrior he was, Ajani still blushed. The vine constantly teasing his cock only made everything so much worse. Even though he wanted to fight against all of that, the droplets of precum that came from his cock to now mat his own fur gave a completely wrong impression about his feelings over the whole situation. That too seemed to amuse the panther greatly.

"Have you ever been with other males, Ajani Goldmane?" Windgrace asked. In response, Ajani shook his head firmly. He had no intention of ever being with any other males!

"I see. Then that means that, if I sent my vines where I was planning on sending them, it would be quite the experience for you." The panther let out a small chuckle. Ajani's eyes were fixated on Windgrace and they grew a little wider when he saw the panther moving his fingers again. Three sets of thinner vines much like the one teasing and squeezing his cock started snaking their way through Ajani's body and it was with terror that the lion saw them coming from his lower back and back of his thighs through his buttcheeks and then slowly making their way to…

"Hmmfgh! HMMFHGM!" Ajani pretty much roared through the gag. His eyes were fixated on the small vines, all three of them making their way to his tailhole so exposed and vulnerable in that awful position he was held on. The lion tensed up, every muscle of his fighting against the bounds to keep it from happening, but there was nothing he could do! The vines slowed down, but kept reaching towards his entrance, little by little, and even though they were thinner than the other vines, all three of them were still as thick as his own dick was! His own dick that continued to spill precum and give him pleasure even though he was at threat of being violated in the worst way possible! The lion's desperation grew and grew, even more so when he felt them start to touch his entrance as they got really really close, until finally… they stopped.

Windgrace's finger had stopped in the air as well. Ajani looked up at the panther with his desperate eyes to find him grinning. All three vines coming towards his tailhole from different directions had stopped, but they were still only half an inch away from his entrance right there, waiting, and the knowledge that there was nothing Ajani could do to stop them made the lion's heart sink.

"Hmmfgh pplhmmfs!" Ajani went as far as pleading. Small bouts of pleasure coming from his cock continued to annoy him greatly, but it didn't change the fact that his cock was throbbing with pleasure. The fur of the lion's stomach was matted with the droplets of precum that came constantly now.

"Oh, Ajani, do you think I would make my vines do that to you?" Windgrace said with a laugh. "That I would have them violate your body in such a way when you have just admitted to me that you have never had anything up there before?"

The lion's eyes fell down towards the vines so close to his entrance but frozen there. He let out a small sigh of relief and let himself relax just a little bit. The humiliating position and the vine stroking his malehood were already bad enough, but knowing that Windgrace was at least not willing to go that far did give the large lion a large amount of relief.

His ears twitched when he heard cloth falling down on the ground, though. Ajani's eyes darted back up to Windgrace to see that the panther had removed his own loincloth and leather chest piece. His ebony fur and slender form were on full display for the bound lion as Windgrace too was now entirely naked. Not only that, but a clear erection could already be seen between his legs. It was highlighted when the panther himself shamelessly reached down to it to start stroking it, adding to its hardness with a few movements of his paw. The lion's eyes grew wide in surprise.

"Do you really think I would let my vines have the pleasure of taking you for the first time? I fought hard to take you as my servant and knowing that you have never had another male inside you… oh, it makes the deal we made all the sweeter. I'm going to savor this, Ajani Goldmane."

Ajani's eyes grew even wider. He shook his head and tried hard to speak again, but no more than muffled complaints came from his gagged maw. The lion's struggle resumed, even more so when he looked down at the panther's malehood again, which Windgrace still stroked with idle pleasure. It was indeed riddled with barbs, much like his own, and Ajani knew full well what those could do. The panther wasn't as well endowed as the lion himself, but for someone that had never had as much as a little finger up his ass, the length and thickness still looked more than daunting. He would not let himself be violated like that! He would NOT!

...Yet, he had no choice. Ajani growled, roared, and struggled with all of his might. He channeled his own inner mana that had recharged just a little bit, but unfortunately, his domain of mana was of the white and his knowledge and application of it were limited only to healing. It would serve for little against Windgrace's magic, especially in his own domain and plane.

Therefore, as much as he hated it, there was nothing Ajani could do even as Windgrace waved his finger to have his vines retreat from his tailhole, even if just a tiny little bit, to leave it open for himself when he stepped forward. The panther teased him. Windgrace pressed the tip of his length against Ajani's exposed tailhole and, no matter how much the white lion struggled, he could do nothing to get away from it with all of those vines holding him suspended like that.

"To show you how gentle I am, I will even give you a little bit of help." Windgrace's paw let go of his own cock to use a single finger to tease the tip of Ajani's own cock. That vine squeezing and stroking it never stopped, always pleasuring him in the same rhythm, and thus when Windgrace's finger came to tease his tip, Ajani couldn't help but groan through his gag. His cock was even more sensitive than he thought. There was a hint of red mana on his fingertip and, just as before, the simple touch of it on Ajani's cock had it throbbing with renewed and exponential need.

Much to his shame, precum came from his tip as soon as it was touched, and that seemed to be what Windgrace wanted because he took the lion's own precum and smeared it on his own hard erection. He did it once, then twice, then three times, and though it left the panther's cock with a glistening coat, Ajani knew it would hardly be enough lubrication! Hopefully, the droplet of precum that was appearing from Windgrace's own cock would help with that too…

"See? You can't say I'm not a merciful master."

Windgrace's paws went down to the lion's muscular cheeks, feeling them up, then spreading them apart to really expose Ajani's tailhole. He lined up his erection with it. The lion shook his head again, still trying to plead against him. He looked up at Windgrace and found the panther's eyes locked on his. He was grinning again.

"I'd say I'll be gentle… but that would be a lie."

The lion shook his head one last time, but if anything, that seemed to give the panther even more pleasure when he started pressing his cock forward. Ajani got to feel the tip of Windgrace's cock against his entrance and then he bit down on the vine gagging him when his resistance was beaten and the panther pressed inward. Windgrace started up slowly, thrusting forward inch by inch, making the lion feel as the other male's cock sank into him.

"Hnnnghfff!" Ajani complained through the gag, glaring up at Windgrace, but the panther's expression hadn't changed. He still grinned with amusement watching the lion's frustrated thrashing. The panther only stopped when the majority of his length was buried within Ajani, defiling the noble lion in a way he never thought he'd be defiled.

"So delightfully tight..." the panther said, licking his lips. "Are you enjoying it too, Ajani? One would think you sure are..." Windgrace's teasing tone came accompanied by the panther reaching down to tease the tip of the lion's cock, still hard and continuously pleasured by the damned panther's vines. The lion bit harder on the vine on his muzzle again as he felt more pleasure he didn't want to feel when Windgrace teased the tip of his cock. Those cursed vines! More pearly precum came to adorn the tip of Ajani's cock in response to it.

"I think you're enjoying this a little too much, even. Let's start making it more about me, yes? I'm going to thoroughly enjoy ravaging this tight ass of yours."

Ajani looked up at Windgrace and narrowed his eyes. He pulled and pushed, his tired muscles trying one last time to fight against the solid vines keeping his limbs trapped. Windgrace bid his time obviously enjoying the sight of the struggling lion, but then the panther's hands came to grab at Ajani's thighs given his raised legs. They took a firm hold on it…

And then the panther pulled out. Ajani was already expecting that feeling the other feline's barbs would not be a pleasant experience, but as they came out prickling his tight ass the lion went as far as letting out a very undignified mewling sound muffled only by the vine gagging him. That brought a loud round of laughter from Windgrace.

"What a proud warrior you are, Ajani Goldmane! Can't even take a pounding! Well, you're going to be taking it one way or another!" Windgrace's grip on the lion's legs grew firmer. Ajani, panting through his gag and feeling his ass still burning, shook his head violently again, but just as before, that didn't stop the panther from shoving himself forward again.

This time, Windgrace didn't stop at one thrust. The panther started a real fucking motion, thrusting into the bound lion, pulling back, then thrusting again. Each humping motion made Ajani grunt with pain at the beginning, clenching his ass against the invader's cock with the lion going as far as having to fight to keep his wet eyes from letting any tears form. His own cock even flagged a little bit despite the vine stimulating it.

After a few short minutes, however, the fucking started to get… easier. The prickle of Windgrace's barbs was still there, grinding against his insides and making sure that every thrust from the damn panther was a new jolt of intensity coursing through the lion, but when Windgrace started going deep enough with Ajani's tailhole spread out and his precum lubricating the act, instead of sheer pain, the lion also felt… something else.

Something that worked in sync with how his own cock throbbed. It hardened again under the vine's care that kept stroking it up and down, never stopping, squeezing and pleasuring it. Each time Windgrace fucked him deep enough, each time his cock hit him in the right way, Ajani was forced to let out a moan of surprise when that something sparked within him and, as a result, made his own cock throb and spurt precum.

The white lion continued to struggle and squirm through the intensity of the fucking while the panther, on the other hand, obviously enjoyed it thoroughly. Windgrace was very vocal as he sped up his humping, groaning and moaning out loud whenever the lion reflexively clenched against his cock pistoning in and out of him.

Much to Ajani's shame, it wasn't too long until the intensity of the fucking became… too much. He felt his own cock starting to throb and the thrill of an orgasm coming even if he was being fucked by another male. The vine over his cock continued to work on the same speed, but the lion went as far as to instinctively hump up against them when his orgasm was seconds away from coming. The pleasure rose within him…

But it did not come. At the last second, Windgrace suddenly stopped and, when Ajani, panting through his gag, opened his eyes without even realizing he had closed them, he met Windgrace's triumphant gaze of mockery. The panther's hand was over the vines gripping the lion's cock, but judging by the hints of green mana around Windgrace's paw, it was him that had just used his magic to make them stop at the last minute. Ajani's cock continued to pulse within the vine's grip on display, but it no longer stroked him to give the lion any stimulation so that he could finish. All while Windgrace's own cock was still buried deep within the lion.

A large wave of shame fell over Ajani when he realized what he was about to do over this gigantic act of obscene abuse. The lion's eyes trailed away and Windgrace merely laughed in response to his embarrassment. Then, much to Ajani's dismay, the panther's hips started moving again. The fucking resumed, though in a more controlled manner, making the lion's cock pulse again, but the vines didn't move anymore…

Slowly and steadily, Windgrace's fucking rhythm picked up again. It felt just as intense as before, yet Ajani was left tethering near the edge of orgasm but without an ounce of stimulation to his cock. As the panther's fucking grew more and more intense, there were many times that Ajani was sure his orgasm was about to come even without any stimulation. His pleasure rose high, that spot deep within him pushed and mashed by the panther's cock, yet it wasn't quite enough to make him cum. Instead, the lion's cock was just a mess with all the precum that ran down from its tip as it pulsed in the air.

"You like it, huh? You warriors of the white… you're all pathetic!" Windgrace huffed above him. His words came in-between his heavy thrusts. "We'll see how pure and superior you are when I'm done taking you. Training you!"

The panther put even more force behind his fucking. It was as if Windgrace fucked him with sheer anger. That wasn't all of it, either. Ajani got to see and feel first-hand how a black aura enveloped the already dark-looking panther. The effects of black mana resonated with Ajani's white. There was little the lion could do but squirm even as he felt the mana penetrating him as rough and deep as the panther's cock did. With each thrust, Ajani felt his white mana get slightly more tainted in contrast with the burst of pleasure he was forced to feel from the cock ramming his insides at the same time. The lion let out a mewl, the power of his white mana diminishing because of the corruption, but no amount of healing magic would save him from the state he had been put in regardless.

In the end, Ajani was forced to remain in that state of near-orgasm for quite a while. He wasn't sure about how much time had passed, but the unending tethering so close to orgasm was all that the lion could feel as the panther fucked him until Windgrace suddenly shoved himself forward with more strength than usual, burying the entirety of his cock deep within the lion and grunting out loud. Ajani looked up at the panther's expression of bliss and realized what was happening just as he felt the first wave of warmth hit his insides.

A new wave of shame fell over the lion when he realized that Windgrace was cumming inside him. Filling him up with another man's spunk. The worst part was that, even as it happened, his own cock continued to pulse still near the end itself, but not quite getting there. It only took a few small seconds for Windgrace's orgasm to start subsiding, but those seconds felt more humiliating than the whole fucking process for Ajani. To him, it was as if his defilement had been sealed. Made complete. Ajani felt his face burning hot with shame.

When Windgrace was done, he pulled out in one sudden motion that had his barbs making the lion let out one last grunt of discomfort. Ajani immediately felt the dribbling of seed coming from under his tail and that only made his shame grow higher. Windgrace himself was panting as well, but smiling with satisfaction. His spent cock still pulsed, but the panther made a point of grabbing the lion's tail and using the tip that had more fur as a tool to clean up the spunk from his cock while Ajani watched.

"I was right, Ajani Goldmane. You are a great fuck," the panther said, grinning. "But look at that. You're leaking. We can't have that, can we?"

The lion wasn't sure about what that meant, but his eyes still widened when Windgrace's aura of green mana returned. Some hand movements were enough and then, with terror, Ajani saw the vines that had been reaching for his tailhole before and retreated moving towards it again. This time, however, there was no mercy. They didn't stop. Three of the vines with thinner tips penetrated his tailhole and went inside, then kept going and going even as they grew thicker, making the bound lion squirm and grunt through his gag. They continued onward, reaching deeper than Windgrace's cock had reached and feeling wider than it had been too until, finally, they stopped. They remained there, though, stretching the lion's ass to uncomfortable levels and keeping the panther's seed trapped within.

"Hmmfghfm!" Ajani complained, struggling against the vines again. The struggling became harder however for every time he moved, he could feel those things inside him!

"No no Ajani, I know you want to me to fuck you again, but I need some time to recover. Don't worry, though, there will be plenty more from where this came from," Windgrace said in a playful, teasing manner. Ajani glared at him. "Or perhaps it is something else that you want? Like… this?"

With a small movement of a finger, Windgrace made the vine still gripping Ajani's cock start moving again. The lion had never quite left the edge of orgasm and, within seconds, that stroking had him huffing through his gag and moaning again as his forced orgasm approached. Ajani didn't want to cum like that! Yet his body said otherwise, for his cock throbbed, pulsed, getting ready to-

Windgrace made another motion and it stopped again. Ajani looked up at him with desperate eyes.

"I'm sure you want it, but that doesn't mean you deserve it. Now that you're my property you're gonna learn that you have to earn your pleasure, Ajani." The panther grinned, moving his finger to make the vine stroke him again, then a few seconds later when the lion moaned once more, he made it stop at the last second once more. With frustration, Ajani groaned, but that only seemed to amuse Windgrace more because the panther repeated the same motion several more times. He kept bringing the lion to the very edge of orgasm, then stopping at the last minute. The last time it happened, Ajani was sure he was about to cum and went as far as humping forward to give himself that last bit of stimulation, but the vines holding his body up in the air in that awkward position didn't leave him room for much movement, so all the lion managed was to make Windgrace laugh at his attempt.

"Don't worry, Ajani. You'll have plenty of time to get acquainted with my magic. Now, I have things to do, but I will not leave you without entertainment." Windgrace stepped forward and, this time, the movements he made with his finger over the vine surrounding the lion's cock were more complex. At first, nothing happened, but then it started stroking him again. The stroking and squeezing, however, were excruciatingly slow now. Enough to provide some stimulation to the edged lion, but definitely not enough to easily get him past the point of orgasm. It only lasted for a few seconds too, then it stopped.

"I will be back by nightfall so that we can have some more quality time together, my new servant." The panther turned his back to the bound lion and nonchalantly grabbed his clothes from the ground to put them back on. Ajani saw that the panther already had half an erection again, but his loincloth quickly covered that.

"Hmmmfgh!" Ajani called out after the panther who didn't even acknowledge him anymore. The white lion was afraid that the other planeswalker would just leave him there like that, bound, naked, suspended and with those vines up his ass, but things got even worse when the vines around his cock started moving again. They stroked him in the same slow manner, but it was enough to keep him horny and closer to the edge of orgasm once more.

"HMMMFGH!" Ajani called out with more urgency. The stroking made him moan even if it ashamed him, and then it stopped again after a few seconds. Windgrace just chuckled without as much as looking at him again, then started heading back into his hut, leaving the lion alone there against the big tree, trapped in his predicament.

It wasn't long until Ajani realized that the vines tending to his cock would not stop even with Windgrace gone. Every few seconds they started their slow stroking to keep him hard and horny, and after a while, they stopped again, leaving Ajani frustrated and humiliatingly erect. Bent over himself as he was, all he could do was stare at his own cock, rock hard, throbbing and near orgasm, but he could not reach it, touch it or do anything to neither stop the vines or at least get them or make him freaking cum so that the pleasurable torture would stop. Not only that, but the sight of those vines going into his ass was obscene to the previously pure lion. He could still feel them in there, clench against them, their discomfort constant.

There was nothing Ajani could do. The seconds turned into minutes and the minutes turned into hours, yet Windgrace's vines remained as sturdy as before while teasing him without stopping. All the lion could do was wait. It wasn't long before he found himself praying that Windgrace would return soon.

The panther was true to his word. He returned, but only when the night fell with Ajani, suspended in his backyard by his vines, had only the stars above to illuminate the sight of his own cock dripping precum over himself as it got torturously teased over and over again.

Windgrace, however, did not grant him any mercy no matter how much Ajani struggled or tried to voice his pleas. The panther had returned reinvigorated, which meant that the bound lion got to feel Windgrace's barbs once more that day as the panther fucked him a second time, all without letting the lion himself cum during it all over again. Windgrace himself took to using his own hands instead of his vines to make sure that Ajani always lingered very, very close to it. The lion's cock throbbed and pulsed, always dripping and making a mess of his own fur, yet Windgrace did not allow him any pleasure.

Even after he was done, the panther still did not let Ajani go. Windgrace bid him good night and strutted back to his house bare naked, leaving the lion bound and suspended in his uncomfortable position for the night. The only 'mercy' the panther gave him was to stop the vines teasing his cock, though they still held it there near Ajani's own face as it remained hard for a good while as the night went on before Ajani, the great planeswalker lion, finally managed to fall into an uncomfortable, troubled sleep.

Much to the lion's disgrace, the following days were not much different. Though Windgrace shifted his vines to suspend and hold the lion in different positions against the tree, they were all always humiliating, disgraceful and downright shameful. Every morning and every night the panther returned to fuck and play with him again, as well as feed him with some kind of swamp grub that only Ajani's increased hunger allowed him to gobble down. Thankfully, Ajani Goldmane was a planeswalker with access to white magic, so his own mana helped keep his body nourished and well despite the rough treatment.

By the third day, Windgrace still hadn't let Ajani himself cum at all, though every day was filled with teasing and edging which grew more and more careful as the lion grew more desperate. His thoughts started shifting from escaping, from getting out of his bondage to instead just finding a way to bring himself to orgasm. Little by little it stopped mattering if he was going to cum in front of Windgrace over his tormenting or if he was going to ejaculate over himself, his face, his mane… none of that mattered when the need for pleasure started overcoming the lion's body. Cumming became the priority, but the panther never allowed him that, no matter what.

It was through much edging and teasing that Windgrace had convinced Ajani, on the third, that his first opportunity to show he deserved orgasm was to use his own healing magic on himself to make himself… tighter again. At first, the lion resisted, but he didn't even last an hour before Ajani, trembling and with his cock pulsing, did his best to focus on his own magic to let it course through his body and do something he never thought he'd do before: restore his tailhole.

That night, Windgrace had moaned out loud when he fucked Ajani and, for the lion, it felt as harsh as the first time. It was as if he had become a virgin all over again, much to the panther's delight, and according to Windgrace, though it was a good step towards earning his pleasure… it wasn't quite enough. Ajani had howled in frustration through his gag that night when the panther left him without pleasure once again.

It wasn't until the sixth day in Windgrace's care that things changed for the lion. Windgrace appeared earlier than usual when the sun was barely rising in the horizon and, while Ajani woke up from his sleep and looked at him already expecting the panther to remove his clothes and pull his cock out, he did not. Instead, Windgrace's green mana traces appeared as he started moving the vines. Slowly, they placed Ajani's feet on the ground and, not having walked for days, the lion felt weak, but managed to get his footing. The vines slowly receded from the lion, one by one, with Ajani looking surprised.

"I have a special purpose for you today," Windgrace explained, though the smirk he had on his face showed Ajani that it could not be good for him. "It will be an… opportunity for you."

The panther pulled out a crude-looking dagger from his belt. Ajani was wary of it at first, but as the panther's vines pulled his arms behind his back, Windgrace simply approached him to cut the vines after they had thoroughly wrapped Ajani's arms behind him. It left his arms bound as if the thin vines were a sturdy type of rope. After that, the rest of the vines finally uncoiled and left him, leaving Ajani Goldmane completely naked, but standing free for the first time since he had arrived save for his muscular arms bound behind his back. Even the vine serving as a gag over his muzzle was removed.

"What… do you mean? Windgrace, this isn't… you can't keep me-" Ajani started, his voice raspy and weak after all those days without use. The panther raised an arm to stop him, though.

"Don't even think about whining. You want to stay on my good side, I assure you. Come. Follow me." The panther didn't even give him time to argue. He simply turned around and headed inside his house. Ajani looked down at himself. His fur was dirty and matted with sweat and precum but, more than that, he was also bare naked with his sheath and balls hanging out. His mane was a complete mess and tangle of fur and, in general, the usual majestic form that the white lion usually held was completely compromised.

Ajani thought about objecting, but after careful consideration, the lion simply forced himself to step after the panther, following him despite how uncomfortable his nakedness made him.

Windgrace led him past his house, then into his village. The lion kept close to the panther, but they did pass by many villagers and the like. All of them were black panthers similar to Windgrace, yet they did not hold the grace and aura of power that a planeswalker such as Windgrace did. That did not stop them, however, from staring at the naked lion and jeering. Ajani frowned with shame rising within him again. His white fur stood out amidst the tribe of black felines way too much and the worst part was that he couldn't even use his hands to cover himself.

Windgrace led him in silence through the village until its border where a trio of panthers, all of them looking rather young but obviously male, awaited for them. They went down to one knee towards Windgrace when he approached. They wore little more than loincloths, similar to Windgrace yet much less adorned, which left their lean but fit frames bare for the world to see. They held spears too, one each, which made it obvious that they were some kind of very young warriors. How did these people manage to wear nothing but those small wraps around their waist? It left them much more exposed than Ajani would ever be comfortable with, though given his own current condition, he couldn't speak much of them either. He'd rather have a small piece of cloth covering his privates than nothing at all, of course. Though the warriors bowed at Windgrace, all of their eyes fell, of course, at him and his bare form.

Windgrace placed a hand over Ajani's shoulder. "This, young warrior, is the prey I promised for your trial," the panther declared. While all three of the young panther warriors smiled and smirked, the lion himself looked at his fellow planeswalker with confusion and surprise. Prey?

The panther pushed him forward, telling him to start walking, and reluctantly, Ajani followed the directions. Windgrace kept a hand on his shoulder to guide him, but they started walking further away from the village and towards the woods.

"I will not spoil the surprise of the trial for you, slave, but I will give you a head start while I explain to my pupils here what they will be doing. Consider yourself lucky." The panther led him towards the treeline at the start of the jungle and stopped Ajani there. The lion had to hold his tongue back to avoid asking, complaining or protesting. Windgrace continued.

"All you have to do, slave… is run. Run as much as you can. You are duty-bound to me, but maybe after having a taste of what servitude under me is like you are having second thoughts towards keeping your word? If that's the case, you may run away. If you can. You have a chance at freedom."

Ajani still didn't say anything, but he frowned towards Windgrace. What was the panther planning? He was a noble lion that stuck to his word. ...But then again, if sticking to his word meant spending the rest of his days bound to a tree in a crumbling marshland tribe while being sodomized again and again, maybe it would be better if he ran. Thoughts of returning to his plane and to his fight against the evil dragon, which was for the greater good, started creeping into Ajani's mind. Perhaps his face let off some of that because Windgrace smirked.

"Run as fast as you can, Ajani Goldmane. I can't guarantee you'll ever get another chance like this." With a pat on his shoulder, Windgrace shoved the lion towards the treeline. Ajani stumbled forward a few steps but didn't run immediately. He looked back at the panthers doubting there wasn't some kind of catch to it. Well, a catch outside of the fact that he was still completely naked and with his hands bound, but when none of them moved to stop him… the urge to get away spoke louder. Ajani turned around and bolted towards the jungle.

Running with his bare feet splashing on the muddy swamp terrain, the wind going through his bare fur and without being able to move his arms was awkward, but Ajani was still a warrior. He was in the prime of his form, as his muscles could attest under his white fur, and therefore he managed to run fast in large steps towards the jungle to put some distance between him and the panthers. They would come for him, that much he had inferred, but if Windgrace spoke the truth then he really did have a chance of escaping this unforeseen disgrace of a fate.

Ajani ran for a good while at top speed before he finally stopped. Panting, the bound lion took a moment to take in his surroundings. The jungle was confusing, thick and everything looked the same. The ground was muddy and tricky causing his white hindpaws to be completely covered in mud from all the puddles he had stepped in. Nevertheless, Ajani took a deep breath. All he had to do was find the place he had fought Windgrace. His glaive would still be there and with it, he could free himself, gather power, maybe even escape that plane altogether. Finding that place, however, was no easy task. As the lion tried to get his bearings and locate himself, his feline ears twitched. He heard sounds coming from behind him.

Ajani looked back, but through the thick bushes, he saw nothing. He was sure he heard something, though. Could it be that they had already caught up to him? With the fear of losing his one chance of escape, the lion instead started sprinting towards the opposite direction with the intent of putting more distance between them. As soon as he started running, the sounds coming from behind became more prominent. Ajani cursed inside his mind. They were definitely onto him already!

The lion struggled to make his way through the trees until he finally found a clearing. As soon as he stepped into it, he cursed his luck, for his foot sank down in soft mud all the way down to his ankle. Stepping out of it took some strength from the lion, but he roared and pulled his foot out even if the next step had his other foot sinking into the soft ground again. It slowed him down considerably, but with large, wide steps, the grunting lion made his way through the tricky ground. He was only halfway past it, though, when suddenly something hard came flying at his legs from behind.

Ajani found them suddenly wrapped by what seemed to be a string held by two weighted balls. It coiled around his legs, pulling them together and, as a result, tripping the lion into falling face-first on the muddy ground since Ajani didn't even have his arms to help stop the fall. The pair of bolas had coiled around his legs just above the knees several times and, when the lion tried to scramble to get back up, he found it very hard to do so. All he could do was wiggle in the mud, going as far as spitting out some of the disgusting stuff, and squirm to try to get up.

It wasn't long until not one, but all three of the young panthers that he had seen before appeared to surround him. They walked over the tricky ground with ease and grace, their weight barely enough to make them sink into the mud like Ajani did, and each of them held a crude-looking spear that they pointed straight at him as if he had any chance of fighting back.

"You are captured," one of them announced, then he smirked, much like Windgrace usually did. "You are our prey now."

The lion, calming down and with his heart sinking, rolled onto his back on the sticky mud and sat up looking up at them with a frown.

"Was that your trial? To capture me again?"

The young panther that had spoken before nodded. "Yes. And we succeeded!" The other two young warriors surrounding him nodded with smiles of appreciation.

"And I take it you are just going to take me back to Windgrace?" Ajani asked without hope, already preparing for his fate. Much to his surprise, however, the young warrior shook his head.

"No. I mean, we are, but our trial is not yet over. Chief Windgrace says that we must also subdue our prey. Make them learn their place. It is part of our trial, so that is what we are going to do."

Ajani gave them a confused look, but when he saw how all three of them grinned at him, worry started taking over the white lion.

"What does that mean? I am already bound, naked and fallen! You have dishonored me more than enough with this mockery of a hunt!" the lion protested, but that didn't stop the grins and giggles that the panthers have. One of them pressed the back of his spear against the lion's chest to push him back. Ajani grunted and, when his back hit the wet mud beneath him again, it splashed it around him, tarnishing his white fur even more.

With his hands bound behind his back, the large lion could not even react before one of them was already holding him down by sitting over his broad chest. The young panther grinned down at him, showing his array of white teeth, then brought his paws down to start feeling up Ajani's chest.

"What are you doing?!" the lion asked, growling softly. The panther's touch felt as invasive as Windgrace's did the first time the damn planeswalker had touched him like that. One of the panther's paws moved up to feel his mane and neck in a soft yet firm touch, as if the panther was kneading his muscles to feel them up.

"You are very nice prey," the panther said, making the two that were still standing near him giggle. "Fun to subdue and break. We must make Windgrace proud. I have many ideas."

"I have many ideas too!" the one at his side chipped in.

Ajani didn't like that in the least. He glared up at the panther sitting on his chest, but his touching didn't stop. It felt… almost nice, or it would be nice if it wasn't for the situation he was in. As the panther reached the lion's nipples, he started playing with them. That felt even more intimate, causing the lion to growl again.

"Don't touch me!" Ajani warned. He was a planeswalker warrior, not some marsh panther's prey! If only he could fight back. If only he could…

"Hey! I think he kind of likes it. Maybe breaking him will be easier than we thought."

Both Ajani and the panther sitting on him looked back at the young one that had said that. Not even Ajani understood what he was saying at first, but when he felt a footpaw poking at his exposed sheath and, by extension, the portion of his shaft that had grown from it, he realized with shame that all these days under Windgrace's treatment combined with the teasing on his nipples were already having an effect on him.

The panther sitting on his chest turned around. The feline's tail swished over his face and Ajani could only look up at his back as the feline purred with renewed interest. The lion felt his face growing hot from the knowledge that now all the attention was on his naked form… and half erection.

"He really does! Hah! Maybe Chief Windgrace has already broken him more than he told us!" It was without respect or ceremony that a paw came to grab at the lion's cock. It pulled his sheath back to expose more of it, then started stroking it in a playful, careless way. Ajani squirmed under the panther with a roar of outrage for being touched like that, but it only made them laugh again.

"Calm down, prey! You are ours now! We do what we want with you!" the young panther standing said.

"Yeah! And you like it, too!" The panther continued to stroke him and, because of that, it was a matter of seconds before, much to Ajani's shame, the panther had his full erect cock to stroke and play with. Ajani could feel his balls churning. It had been too long since he had been allowed to... And Windgrace had spent so much time teasing and edging him…

"Chief Windgrace says you don't deserve any pleasure because you're only property," the panther continued, "but I have a better idea! We will put you in your place."

The young one sitting on his chest finally stood up. Ajani let out a sigh of relief when his weight left his chest. The panther whispered something in the ears of his companions, causing all of them to smile, nod and grin. Then, the young panther quickly grabbed his spear again and signaled for his companions to join him.

"Help me turn him around," he said, and Ajani could only watch as they used the butts of their spears to force him to roll around again. With his hands bound and legs wrapped by their bolas, the lion could only squirm as he suddenly found himself lying on the mud on his stomach again. He had to fight to keep his head up to avoid letting his muzzle sink into it, even.

"What are you doing?!" the lion asked, growling at them, but they looked at each other and smirked at him.

"We will give you a chance to earn your pleasure," one of them said.

"In the only way you deserve," the other one continued.

One of the panthers grabbed the lion's tail and pulled, making Ajani let out a grunt in response and, in reflex, raise his rear to alleviate the pull on his tail. He raised it as best as he could, which wasn't much, but it was enough to leave his hard cock visible for the panthers at his side.

"Chief Windgrace already says you will no longer be fucking anyone, but we want to have fun. Therefore..." the panther grinned down at him. "You are going to fuck the mud. We want to see you fuck the mud until you come. It will be funny."

Ajani glanced at him with wide eyes. "What?!"

"You heard me," the panther repeated. "It is the only way you are going to get pleasure. You will fuck the mud."

Ajani grit his teeth. The dishonor in it was unthinkable!

"I am a warrior! A planeswalker! I will not subject myself to this… this pointless humiliation!"

All three of the warriors grew serious at his denial. They looked at each other and the panther holding his tail up nodded at one of the others. One of the warriors pulled in a crude-looking knife from his waist and kneeled next to the helpless lion. When he held the knife next to Ajani's neck, the lion thought it was going to be a threat to his life, but instead the panther grabbed a handful of his mane and pressed the knife against it.

"You will fuck the mud and obey us. If you do not, we will subdue you in worse ways. We will cut this fur, then maybe other things, until you are more willing to obey."

The sheer thought of having his mane cut made Ajani consider something he had never even thought of before. For a lion like him, his mane was his pride and joy. Though it was dirty and matted now, it was still part of him, part of his identity. His beautiful white mane was the symbol by which the great Ajani Goldmane had always been recognized. He hesitated for a moment, but when the panther tightened the grip on the fur of his mane, Ajani let out an undignified mewl.

"Alright! Fine! I will… fuck the mud..." the lion agreed, barely able to believe he was uttering those words.

All three panthers grew happy and amused again. Even the hold on his tail lightened a little, presumably to allow him to shove himself down on the mud below…

"Do it," one of them said.

"Entertain us, prey!"

"Do it!"

Ajani still hesitated. He could feel all of their eyes on him and he could not believe he was about to do it. Even despite everything, his cock continued to stay hard as a rock. Why was he still aroused through this? He felt like he should be limp. Ajani had never felt so humiliated in his life. And yet…

"Do it!" the panther at his side said again, bringing his knife up. The lion glanced at it and forced himself to obey, shoving his hips down and sinking his cock straight into the mud.

It felt… better than he thought it would. The mud was a little cold and sticky, but its soft texture did not feel as bad around his cock as he thought it might. If it wasn't for the bout of laughter that erupted around him, it could even be kind of pleasant.

"Keep going! Fuck it, prey! Fuck it as if it was your mate!"

With a groan of disgust, Ajani forced himself to pull his hips back a little, then shove himself down into the mud again. The panthers around him kept laughing, watching and egging him on, so soon the lion was forced to start working up a continuous thrusting motion and actually start fucking the mud below him.

The laughter didn't stop. One of the panthers placed his foot paw over the lion's rear to shove him down hard into the mud whenever he pulled back and 'help' with his thrusting. His cock was enveloped in dirt and mud, but the marshland was soft and wet. As Ajani continued to fuck it, shameful memories of all the time he had spent with Windgrace's plants edging him came to his head as his arousal grew. The fire that the damned planeswalker had built in him was coming out again…

"Faster!" the panthers urged, and Ajani had no choice but to obey. Soon, much to the lion's shame, he found himself holding back moans and fucking a little faster out of his own volition. The panthers enjoyed watching. It wasn't too long until, also to Ajani's immense shame, he found that the soft mud he was sticking his dick into was more pleasant than he thought. He found himself getting close and, to avoid an even more shameful display, he slowed down…

...but the panthers would not have it. They yelled at him as soon as he did, then pulled at his tail and shoved his rear down to force him to continue thrusting in the most humiliating way possible. With the warm mud, sticky mud enveloping Ajani's cock, he felt his climax coming, and even though the lion hadn't even been fucking for that long yet, he did his best to hold back, but eventually, just as the leader of the young panthers shoved him down so hard that his hips splattered mud around where his cock sank, Ajani couldn't help it.

"Hnnnngh-!" he groaned, his whole body spasming as the familiar feeling of orgasm started coursing through him.

"Is he coming? Already?" one of the panthers asked. The lion was too overwhelmed by his pleasure to give them any attention, even when their loud laughter echoed through the jungle. Ajani could feel his cock start to throb in a release that had been long overdue. After all that edging, feeling the blissful ejaculation was a huge relief. The lion's cock spurted out the first jet of his heavy load deep into the mud, but his pleasure was then interrupted by a hard pull on his tail that made him wince again.

Ajani lifted his rear, forced to pull his slimy cock out of the mud as it continued to throb and spurt his white semen into the wet, sticky ground below. The lion let out another moan even though he also felt his face growing red hot because of how the panthers watched his cock, completely enveloped with mud, cum down into it from fucking the ground alone. It was only when his orgasm was starting to subside that they let go of his tail. Ajani, feeling his body weak after the thrill of his climax, let himself fall down even if that meant his crotch fell into the mixed pool of cum and mud beneath him. His fur was already a complete and utter muddy mess anyway…

"Pathetic! You really did come from fucking the ground!" One of the panthers said, giving voice to his shame.

"And you call yourself a warrior?! HAH!"

"Chief Windgrace was right!"

Ajani closed his eyes, his face the only thing he had been able to keep out of the wet mud below him. The rest of his once pristine white fur was a mess of dirt. The proud lion tried to ignore the ringing laughter of the three young panther warriors that had made him fall so far. With his hands tied behind his back and his legs wrapped up as well, all he could do was lay there and pant. Without his lust to help alleviate the shame of what he had just done, things felt exponentially worse for Ajani.

His eyes suddenly snapped open when he felt one of them grab him by his mane. It was a tad painful to be lifted up by his fur alone, but the lion merely grunted and then put strength on his knees to help support himself. The panther that held him by his mane looked at him with yet another malicious grin.

"You made a big mess!" he exclaimed.

The lion didn't even know how to respond. He could barely even look at them in their eyes.

"I think he needs to see the mess he made," another panther said. Ajani glanced at him to see him grinning and didn't like it.

"It is about time we start having our own fun with our prey," the third warrior said. With the lion's eyes jumping to him, he got to see how the young panther was starting to undo the wrappings of the loincloth around his waist, exposing his jet black fur with quite a lot of pink showing in the form of his aroused, barbed cock. Did that mean…?

"You cannot…!" Ajani started protesting. Though Windgrace had used him in that shameful way plenty of times in those last few days, being taken by these young warriors like some piece of meat was something else entirely.

"Quiet!" the panther holding his mane yelled right at his face. The grip on his mane tightened with a painful twist. "You are our prey. If you still have the will to tell us what we can or cannot do, then you are not broken down enough yet."

The second panther warrior dropped his loincloth as well to show that he was as aroused as his companion. He was also back to smirking.

"Hold him down. We will see how much he can take," the feline said.

"I have a good idea. We'll show him the mess he made from up close. Help me."

Ajani didn't know what that meant, but he didn't like it. The large, muscular lion squirmed and fought against their hands as two of the warriors hoisted him up even tied up as he was. They brought him up to his knees, then turned him around over the mud until he was facing the wetter puddle of it that had some of his white seed mixed in with it. The sight of his own come on the earth like that only added to Ajani's humiliation. He groaned and turned away from it. Was that what they wanted him to see? His own cock, only half-hard now but still covered in mud, twitched at the sight.

"Look at that mess! Really LOOK!" the panther said and, without Ajani expecting, both of the warriors holding him up pushed him down. The lion, without his hands to help catch him, fell face first into the mud this time and, worse than that… his face was pushed directly into the mud and cum mix he had left behind. Ajani's first reflex was to pull back from it, but one of the panther's hands came to the back of his head to instead press it further into the cummy mud until he sank into the puddle enough so that he couldn't even breathe.

"Look at it! TASTE IT!" the panther yelled, laughing. Ajani felt some of it getting into his muzzle before he closed, tasting bits of mud and cum indeed, and the large lion kept squirming to be able to pull back while they held his head down laughing. It was far too long before the damn panther finally let go of his head to allow him to surface enough to gasp in for breath. The lion started coughing right away, spitting mud and cum much to the warriors' delight.

When Ajani tried to retreat further so that he could get his face away from the cum puddle, he was stopped, however.

"You keep tasting your mess while we take you!" the panther announced with the approval of his peers. They pulled his tail again until Ajani was forced to get up on his knees and raise his ass up, but with his wrists tied behind his back, his face was forced to lay on the puddle and, whenever he tried to twist away from it, the panthers always used a foot to push him back against it.

With his ass raised and exposed… it wasn't long until he felt the prod of the first cock against his entrance. The lion immediately tried to speak against it, but one of the warriors' feet came to the back of his head to force him into the cum and mud puddle once again. The lion's yell when the first panther cock penetrated him harshly was drowned by the mud surrounding his face when it happened. It was only when the first panther was already actively fucking him that he was even allowed to come up to breathe, grunt and groan.

It was by far the most humiliating experience of Ajani Goldmane's life. The first panther fucked him hard, barbs or not, until he came into his backside laughing at how his companion continued to force the lion's face into the mud riddled with his own cum. The first panther's cum was still dripping from his backside when they switched places and the second warrior took his place giving the lion no time to rest at all.

While the second one fucked him, they grew tired of drowning him in mud and instead took upon themselves to play with his own cock again. Much to Ajani's shame, they managed to get him hard and dripping once more despite all the mockery and humiliation while their friend ravaged the lion's ass, bringing pain and pleasure on the same levels that Windgrace himself had managed to do.

When the second one had also deposited his load on Ajani's backside, he already expected the third to come in and take his place. However, what Ajani did not expect, was that the first panther warrior would already be horny again. The fucking started just as the other two did, but when they got the idea to see if the lion was 'slutty enough' to take two of them at once, Ajani still tried to… plea. Not protest, but plea for them not to. They, of course, only laughed, pressed his face against the mud again and once more Ajani's pleas and cries were drowned by the earth as they forced both of their dicks into him, stretching the inexperienced lion wide to accommodate both of their barbed cocks as they fucked him together.

In the end, Ajani laid there. He no longer cared about how much his completely filthy fur and body sank into the mud below him or that he was lying with his cheek resting on a puddle of his cum mixed with it. The once mighty lion just panted, catching his breath as he tried to cope with the lingering ache on his backside. He could feel cum seeping out of it from the four loads that the young warriors had deposited into him, the last two almost in unison, and he had never felt dirtier before.

The panthers jeered among themselves, retelling the experience as they got dressed again. Their tired, satisfied young cocks were placed back behind their loincloths before they surrounded the bound lion again. This time, Ajani didn't even bother saying anything or trying to fight it. What else could they do to him that they hadn't already done?

"Sit up," one of the panthers ordered, but he didn't even wait for Ajani to even try to obey before he came to grab him by the mane to force and help the lion in doing so.

The worst part was perhaps that, ever since they had started teasing him again while fucking and double fucking him, Ajani had remained hard. His cock was still out of his sheath, matted with mud and precum, but hard and exposed. He saw all of their eyes going down to it with smirks and sneers.

"Look at you. You are no warrior. Even slave is too good of a position for you. Look at that." the feline that said it brought a foot paw to Ajani's cock. He pressed the lion's dick against his matted abdomen and rubbed it, making Ajani groan with a mix of discomfort and pleasure.

"You are dirty. I am disgusted to even touch you with my foot," he said as he continued to rub the lion's cock with that foot paw. Only then did he retreat it. "I think you should clean that up before we go back."

Ajani glanced up at him, confused. He was grinning again. That couldn't be good. A hand came to the back of the lion's head and forced him down and forward. Sitting as he was, Ajani was forced to bend over himself. The hand continued to force him down way past the comfortable point. He glanced back to see another smirking panther doing the deed and he did not understand it… until the panther forced him to take advantage of his innate feline flexibility to put his muzzle an inch away from his own hard and dirty cock.

"Clean it," the panther ordered, and Ajani's heart sank.

The lion looked at his own member and felt his eyes tearing up from how shameful the act was. After all they had done to him, however, the thought of disobeying, of protesting how incredibly dishonorable and humiliating that was felt distant inside his head. He had to obey, he knew that, so Ajani simply closed his eyes, put his tongue out… and tasted his own cock.

The laughter that came from around him was already expected. He lapped at his cock, again and again, the taste of mud, cum and pre already familiar in his tongue by now. He licked his own cock which twitched in response to the touch of a gentle tongue. In the end, his own dick only let out more precum for him to clean, which he also lapped up much to the panther's amusement.

"Pathetic," one of them commented, "he does not deserve to even look as he does."

A chuckle followed. "You know what? You are right. Hold him still."

More hands came to hold him in place. Ajani stopped lapping at his own cock to look up at them, worried about what that meant, but they quickly pressed his nose against his cock again.

"Keep licking, prey!" they ordered, and Ajani did.

His eyes, however, continued to dart back and forward, he saw the third panther returning with a knife, then he took hold of a bunch of his mane… and in a clean cut, shaved that bit off.

"What are you doing?!" Ajani finally said. "You said you wouldn't-"

A slap to the back of his head interrupted him.

"Quiet! WE know what you deserve or not! Keep cleaning yourself and let us work!"

The lion's will to fight against them had been beaten out of him. While Ajani Goldmane had never thought he'd let this happen… he simply put his tongue out, tasted his cock again, and let the panther start shaving bit by bit of his mane as he continued to lick his own cock while it happened. His length throbbed in arousal while his pride and joy was taken from him. It would grow again… but it could take months before it happened. And until then…

It didn't take as long as he'd think it would. Soon enough, the panther stepped back satisfied.

"There! Now he looks like the dirty slave he is."

Ajani couldn't quite see what they had done, but his neck felt colder without the usual fur around it. The muddy remnants of his mane surrounded him, sinking in the mud as well, and while the shaving had been imprecise and crude, his majestic look had been all but compromised.

"Chief Windgrace will be pleased!" the one that shaved his mane said. "Let's take him back."

There was no ceremony. They finally let him out of that uncomfortable curved position, but his cock remained hard, pulsing and ultimately unsatisfied when one of the lions simply grabbed Ajani by his ankles and started dragging him. The lion, with his hands still well tied behind his back, could only squirm as he was dragged through the mud, face down, back through the jungle from where they came from.

"You think the trio of warriors doing the trial tomorrow will do as good as we did?" one of the panthers asked while Ajani was busy coughing out mud he had swallowed by accident while being dragged.

"Doubt it! But I'm eager to see what they're gonna do to him to try."

It was a long trek back to the village like that. When they finally reached the edge of the jungle where Windgrace sat, they simply dropped the lion down and bowed towards the planeswalker panther again.

Ajani made the mistake of glancing up just in time to see Windgrace grinning with delighted approval. After that, the lion closed his eyes. He tried to ignore the young panthers' recollection of what they had done to him and how pleased Windgrace was to hear it. In the end, from what the lion could gather, they had passed whatever sick trial they had been put under and ultimately, they left happy and satisfied. That left only Windgrace and the tired, dirty lion laying on the ground alone again.

"I told you I would find utility for you as my servant," the panther started. Ajani felt a paw placed over his back, caressing his filthy, mud-riddled fur without minding it. "This is only the beginning, though. I have so many wonderful ideas for you, Ajani Goldmane. Or… well, perhaps you should rethink that last name of yours."

Windgrace chuckled. That paw of his continued to trail down the lion's back until it reached his rump. Then the lion tensed up when he felt Windgrace's finger teasing around his stretched entrance and feeling it up without shame.

"Don't worry. We are going home now and once we get there, my vines will take care of you. We will wash you up, we will make use of your healing powers to make sure you're in good condition, then you're going to use them again to make yourself tighter so that I can fuck you."

...Ajani simply groaned in submissive acceptance.

"Then tomorrow… tomorrow will be a new day."