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The big black maned lion held the chair while his sexy young wife took a seat, and then moved around the small table. Normally he would have taken the chair just beside her, but the smirking black ram had slid into it. "You will love it I tell you... Takht Jamsheed is by far the best restaurants in the city." Ari promised excitedly, the handsome ram dominating the conversation like he normally did. "I hope you enjoyed the Isa cultural center and the Al Fateh grand mosque..."

"They were wonderful... so much history and beautiful architecture." Gina gushed as she leaned against the handsome ram's side, smiling as she felt his hand side up her inner thigh under the table as they spoke. Evan got the idea that the sheep loved to show off his homeland, everything he showed them was the best this or most beautiful that. Evan could understand the rams pride in his homeland, even if was hotter and drier than the big feline cared for himself.

"Ummm yesss wonderffful." The big feline absently licked his gums, wincing as he remembered that Ari had confiscated his false teeth. This ensured two things, first that the big predators mouth would always be soft and welcoming to anything hard thrust into it. And second it kept the lion from talking much, as he didn't like the softly slurred and lisping tones in his voice without teeth. This line of thought making Evan's mind drift back to his recent embarrassment, at being forced to go through airline security while wearing a metal chastity cage and frilly panties. They had taken him into a back room making him strip naked, while they examined the cock cage and asked him questions about it back in the states. Strangely it had been the panties that seemed to sale the story to the guards, one big guy had even asked about where he had gotten the cage. Absently he pictured the big canine guy locked in a chastity cage, while his lovely girlfriend teased and taunted him. But on landing here he had just shown it all to the one guard, the Jackal had just snickered at him and waved him through. Which made the big lion wonder, just how many guys the guard saw with these kind of things on. Evan strifed a yawn, the big feline was still feeling jet lagged although they had been there a while. The big lions stomach growled, his breakfast which had been hotel pudding cups hadn't been very filling. And then the soup he had for lunch, along with a nice thick load of the sheep's cum had been it for the day. Ari making the lion suck him off in the back seat of their taxi, while the driver had watched in the mirror. Smirking widely at the big predator when they had gotten out, the ram making Evan pay their way everywhere they had went. It was late evening now and it didn't look like Evan was going to be eating any steak tonight.

Ari was going on about what he had planned for them tomorrow, some fancy party at the princes palace. It sounded like a fairy tale to him, but Even knew most fairy tales had grim endings for someone. He suddenly noticed Gina's rapid breathing and the faint scent of her sexual excitement rose up from under the table. The big lion winced as his caged organ surged trying to stiffen, the ram had been teasing him and his wife all day long. Ari had even lifted Gina's skirt and gave some teenage goat boys a free show... while they were at the marina beach garden park. All while the big feline had watched helplessly, Gina seemed to truly enjoy letting the ram show her off to his countrymen. The ram was uncovering within them both a number of new kinks, that they didn't know that they had. Voyeurism and exhibitionism being among the latest ones Ari had introduced them to, the big feline had been stunned how hard he got within the chastity cage knowing the driver was watching him suck the sheep's cock. Evan squirmed in his seat uncomfortably, both at the feeling of his restrained organs and the fact his wife was letting herself be molested in public. Desperately Evan studied the menu to distract himself, realizing that like his wife he was going to have to give ordering the food over to the ram. Even as he watched Gina was leaning against the handsome sheep, panting and moaning softly into his woolly neck.

The big lion jumped, as he suddenly became aware of the waiter standing at his shoulder the wildebeest grinning lewdly as he silently watched. Plainly the guy knew what was going on between Gina's legs under the table, Evan felt himself blushing hard in shame as the waiter licked his lips. Ari smirked broadly as he looked up at the waiter, flashing the other male a wide lustful grin. Plainly proud as he pleasured the big predators female, the ram not wearing a wedding ring while the felines obviously both did.

"My friends are from American... they have come to have a taste of our land." The smirking ram explained, gesturing to Evan and Gina as the waiter glanced at the big lions wedding ring. A faint 'Slurp slurpslurp' sound could be heard, as the ram finger fucked that tight feline sex all the faster. Gina biting the rams neck and moaning weakly, as the ram ordered for them all in his native tongue. Ordering kefta mkaouara for Gina to eat, while he had greens and roast vegetables. Evan would only be enjoying a nice lentil soup, and a Halawet el-jibn lastly as a treat...

"Ammm please... please not here... not in... in public." Gina whimpered weakly into the ram's woolly neck, even while Ari sat there grinning all the wider as he worked that sex hard. Evan watching their waiter grinning wider and wider, as the sheep ignored Gina's moaning pleas and worked her up to climax. The golden felines sleek body trembling as she cum hard, sagging against the sheep as he shared a grin with the waiter. "Would you like a taste of America my friend?" Ari inquired the gape toothed wildebeest nodding eagerly, so the ram lifted his hand up to the other males muzzle. The waiter sniffed those wet fingers for a moment, getting visibly excited in his well tailored uniform. Slowly he licked those female juices off those fingers, watching Evan couldn't help wincing in shame. As some random waiter tasted his wife's pussy, the big predator feeling his trapped organ drooling pre-cum into the panties he was forced to wear.

"Ammm she tastes wonderful... America tastes wonderful." The homely wildebeest snickered in his heavily accented voice... flashing the lion a sneering grin, they both knew he'd just tasted the felines wife. Gina was coming down off the high of orgasm enough to blush and flash the stranger a coy smile as he collected their menu's. The look of desire on his muzzle plain as he moved around the table, as was the bulge in his trousers.

"Ahaha... another admirer of your wonderful... country." Ari snickered, although they all knew he wasn't the country that was giving the waiter that wood. "Evan... you have a sister do you not... perhaps she would enjoy visiting. I am sure Tahir here..." The smiling ram had read the waiters name tag, the big lion had saw him doing it... "Would be happy to show her around." The homely wildebeest grinned lustfully, he would be more than happy to show a pretty lioness a good time that was plain.

"My sssissster isss marrried..." Evan lisped weakly as the waiter made the circle of the table swiftly, while Ari chuckled lewdly at that idea. Making it plain he didn't think much of American males, he smiled and winked at the homely waiter.

"Not a problem... I'm certain he is no more a male to her... than you are to your lovely wife here." The ram taunted making the waiter snicker behind the big feline back, as he strolled away to the kitchen's. Evan could only blush harder and hotter, as Gina began to French kiss the handsome ram lustfully right there in public.

***

It seemed to take forever as the silver Maybach climbed the hill overlooking the city but at last, the royal palace loomed ahead in the darkness with its million twinkling lights. Evan thought it unusual that the royals of all people would want to meet them... even offering them a room in the palace if they desired to stay, as well as a chauffeur to ferry them around for the rest of their trip. Even the bulletproof luxury car they were riding in, was from the prince's own personal motor pool. Ari, however, seemed unfazed at the treatment: lazily lounging in the back with Gina's mouth around his cock while he recounted stories with the driver in Arabic. Evan could only squirm in the front seat, while his leaky cage threatened to ruin his tuxedo... his panties were already soaked.

The big predator felt uneasy, as the car glided to a halt at the stately main palace entrance. A menacing looking panther got the door for Ari and Gina, leaving Evan to find his own way out. Even so, he was glad to be rid of the leering ursine driver, with whom he had been forced to share the front seat. The large bear had spent most of the trip caressing the Evan's thigh and whispering dirty nothings into the submissive lion's ear. The bear had been delighted to see the lions toothless mouth, and had promised to feed him at some point. Evan shuddered as he recounted some especially obscene things the bear had said, the big feline finding it more challenging to be molested by other predators.

"Evening, madam." The panther growled sexily as he kissed Gina's hand: gracefully extracting the lioness from the car. "And Ari! You old 'goat' - you made it." It was plainly a teasing taunt, Ari was a sheep not a goat... yet it was goats who were renounce for their lustfulness.

"So good to see you again, Ale." The handsome ram shook the strong panther's paw before kissing him on each cheek, as was customary in the region. "This is Alejandro Rivera from our Spanish embassy... the feline devil helps His Highness with translations at big events." The handsome ram explained in a good natured tease, even as the panther took a bow at being called a 'Feline devil'.

"This way, please. Show's inside - don't let me keep you." The ebony feline winked knowingly, as Ari playfully slapped his firm bared buns. Both Americans stared in awe, as the panther got the door for them. It seemed they were grossly overdressed as they finally stepped through the ornate double doors. Evan's jaw dropped as a pretty fox girl strode past fully nude, the scents of bodily fluids coming off of her was shocking. Evan couldn't help noticing that one of her ear rings had a U.C.L.A logo on it, hinting that they weren't the only Americans at the Princes party. All around them, party guests were in various states of undress: either buck naked or at most, donning a light almost see through robe as they chatted or drank. All of this contrasted starkly with the polished marble, ornate plaster ceiling, and finely crafted furniture. They walked past a large wolf servicing two snow leopard twins, his thrusts rocking the circular leather sofa in the room just to the right of the massive foyer.

"Is that? That boxer - what's his name?" Gina stammered stared at the snarling wolf as he jack-hammered the writhing female below him with that huge knotted cock. Her sister simply gave them a coy smirk, as she wrapped her arms around the stud they were both sharing.

"Tojo Frances. The one and only." Ari cocked his head as he appraised the wolf's technique, certain that the big stud was well versed in the art. "Prince Mustafa loves boxing... well sports of almost any kind really."

"Ari!" A tall antelope held his arms open as he strode over to the ram, his robe coming undone as he walked to them. "Mashallah, so good that you could come. I never got to thank you in person for your last gift. We are still getting acquainted... I am enjoying the process a great deal." The regal antelope winked, they both knew he had broken and humiliated the big jaguar in every way he could think of. The handsome antelope spoke with a refined drawl... that hinted at life of top dollar overseas education. This was Prince Mustafa, there was no doubt about that and both felines were awed by him.

The Americans stood by awkwardly, as they watched his pendulous cock swing between his thighs exposed by the open robe. The antelope was tall, handsome and regal, as well as being impressively well hung. Evan was shocked by the size of the Prince's endowments, and could tell that Gina was starring at it with a wicked smile.

"Where are my manners? Welcome! Welcome to my party... Ari has told me much about you both. I do hope you are enjoying yourselves here." The handsome royal greeted them both regally and yet informally like they were old friends who had been long absent.

"Oh, your country is beautiful, Your Highness." Gina gushed excitedly the scent of her arousal plain in the air between them, making the Prince smile faintly. "Everyone has been real friendly to us." Gina smirked as she curtseyed; openly ogling the young prince's hefty equipment as she did.

"Oh?" Prince Mustafa grinned wider, he was a male who liked being admired. "Please, do away with the formalities - we are all equal here tonight." A smirk suddenly sliding across his handsome muzzle, as he looked over at the pent up lion. "Well, most of us anyway." The young antelope grinned knowingly at the male lion, as he let his hand find the lioness' ample rump. Evan tugged at his collar, his suit suddenly becoming too hot as his whole body seemed to tingle with blush. The young prince led them into the ballroom proper, where most guests were lounging on carpets and cushions, taking drags from hookah pipes. The ornate room had streamers and silk curtains, offering guests some privacy should they desire it.

"You will find drinks over at the bar to your left, it is of course an open bar so feel free to indulge. I will be joining you shortly... there is a small matter I wish to discuss with our mutual friend." He clapped a firm hand on to Ari's shoulder, turning him towards a nearby hallway. "In the mean time, do mingle around I am certain there are many who will wish to... make your acquaintance. My friends are always keen to make new friends and play." The prince flagged down a well built Arabian stallion, who had been standing off by the side.

"This is Zaid... I think he might be a suitable appetizer, while I'm gone. He adores felines just like me... and he has heard about that quaint custom you American predators have of removing your teeth." The naked bodyguard sauntered over to them, his mottled cock dropping as he grinned lecherously.

*

Zaid's English wasn't anywhere nearly as good as they were used to, but the big stallion had a direct manner. He sent Evan off to the bar at once to get drinks for the three of them, by the time the big feline got back. His lovely wife was just as naked as the vixen they had seen on their way inside, a group of males had gathered around her and the big horse. As she explored his naked body with her leathery feline paw pads, Zaid gestured for Evan to put the drink on a nearby table. When suddenly the lion was grabbed by a small herd of giggling zebra and camel females, finding himself dragged away from his wife. Even as he heard her moan behind him, glancing over his shoulder Evan could just see the big stallion mounting Gina from behind. "Uhuuuuu..." The big predator moaned weakly as his cock strained against the metal cage, as a warm river of slime dribbled down his inner thigh.

The zebra's pull him into a small alcove, where silk curtains concealed them all from the rest of the room. They were on him at once, stripping off his fancy clothing with wild abandon. Even while Evan stammered weakly, doing his best to explain that he didn't think he would be much use to them. "Hehehe..." They all giggled spotting his frilly pink panties and the shiny metal chastity cage inside of them. "Is true... I heard it from Zaid."

"See... see... I told you is true." One zebra mare giggled in broken English, as the group inspected the predators wet panties and locked up organ with glee. "So small..." The equines chuckled, as the fondled his aching organ within the shiny metal cock cage.

"I... I'm sssorrrry." Evan stuttered in delightful humiliation, as the female looking zebra's shared even more chuckles at his expense. "It... it'sss a little game... Errr... sssex game we'rrre playin..." But before he could explain any farther, the zebra mare parted her robe to expose pert breasts with a massive equine erection down below. "Wait... wha... wha..." Suddenly she was shoving a capsule into his mouth, ordering him to swallow and the big feline did so without thinking. As he looked around wild eyed the big predator realized that none of the females were actually female. Before he could protest or ask any questions, Evan had a thick black zebra cock pushing up his tail hole. He was moaning and mewling, exposing that toothless mouth that soon had a hard camel cock punching into it... The big American feline, suddenly beginning to understand why the Prince was so welcoming to him and his wife. They were entertainment for the Prince and his friends, Evan squealed as that big equine cock slammed hard into his tiny tail hole. Barely understanding as the 'Ladies' discussed the makeover they had planned for him, although he did wonder what the pill was he had just swallowed.

*

Mustafa guided Ari down the hallway, past a side room where Chase was entertaining guests. The big jaguar was down on all fours, with his chest on the floor while his ass thrust up. His upper body clad in a military uniform complete with all the patches and ribbons the jaguar had earned while serving his country. A big feral canine with the name 'Duke' spelled out on its black leather collar with diamond chips was on top of him, growling and panting as it thrust hard into the big feline's tail hole. The handsome jaguar lay there glassy eyed, as his tiny pink cock cage gush out a massive load onto the cold marble floor. While the watching party guests laughed and clapped, plainly enjoying the American's bestial debauchment by the horny feral. Ari couldn't help chuckling lewdly as he passed by, making the feline look up at him in shame and delight. The big felines body bouncing, as the growling canine humped and thrust even more savagely plainly nearing orgasm. The black ram smiling and winking as he caught the Americans eye, even as the feline moaned and grunted weakly. Ari smirked thinking about the felines pretty girlfriend back in the united states, with her belly swelling with Ari's offspring. "Saia has been most amusing as you can see, my guest especially enjoy these little shows."

"It is what he does best..." Ari snickered recording the show for a moment on his phone, before emailing the video off to the jaguar girlfriend as well as to the Donkey she now lived with. Passing by the room they strolled on down to the palace's own theater, where the Prince had him take a seat. Alone the Prince sat back and steepled his fingers, taking a deep breath as he began to explain his troubles. "You have met my sister Emira... a willful girl with little sense of what is right and proper in the world." Ari said nothing to this, just nodding his head slowly and let Mustafa speak his mind. "Father has left her in my care... after her resent shameful behavior in Monaco." The ram had heard about the Princess losing so much money in the casinos there, that even her platinum card had been maxed out. "Now she seeks other ways of bringing shame to our family... father has entrusted me to see that she does not. Most of the time all this requires is a bit of warning from me... however she now is determine to have herself bred by a proper male. Well by one she sees as a proper male... I have tried to explain her own naiveté to her." Ari understood where this was going, normally Mustafa only kept pseudo-neutered wimps like Chase who had been renamed Saia or Evan around the palace.

"I take it she has found someone outside of your influence... who she foolishly believes is worthy." Mustafa lifted one hand and made a vague gesture, instantly the house lights dimmed and the movie screen began to flicker to life. Previews for the latest Hollywood blockbuster, came on as a deep voice growled out at them.

'In a world of conflict, where death can come at any moment.' The camera pans across a war torn battlefield, artillery shells bursting over a muddy trench system. A few direct hits where furs are thrown in the air... vaporized, ripped apart as desperate soldiers fire their rifles at a indistinct enemy.

'Where cities burn... the innocent targeted... only a few hold the line.' A armored column with infantry support moving through burning city, comes to halt when lead vehicle is knocked out by rocket. Armored machines opens fire, while infantry scatter taking cover and starting to return fire.

_'In a time when even the skies aren't a refuge.'_A massive airship floating above a city is turned broadside to the camera firing artillery onto the tops of buildings. Shrieking banshee like sirens wailing, as helicopter gunships streak in out of a bloody red sunset. The airship dropping ballast and starting to rotate, swing towards this new threat slow and ponderously. Rockets streak into view and collide with the airship in a massive explosion, ripping the massive sky fortress asunder. A second wave of rockets blast overhead, missing the burning wreak as the buildings light up with tracer fire. The shattered airship slowly going down in flames, people are visible jumping to their deaths to escape the blazing.

'A single warrior is fighting for all he hold good and true...' The camera cuts to Jake Sawyer, the thickly muscled pit-bull dog dressed in a ripped and bloody green military tank top and BDU's. His sleek light tan fur is clipped very short, mostly to show off his heavy, well defined muscles. But having the added benefit of allowing the big American canine to show off his tattoo's, it's all masculine tribal art and ferociously patriotic imagery. Tail and ears docked to give him a more aggressive appearance, idly Ari wondered if the canines teeth were real. Every bit of this male is carefully crafted to appear masculine and dominant, yet the ram could read the truth in the canines eyes. Eyes the actor generally hid behind two hundred dollar sunglass's, he wasn't any more a true alpha than Cameron or Randolph had been. Ari didn't doubt that the pit bull bred plenty of females, because he was famous and handsome enough to attract them. Ari smirked as he thought about Chase... the feline was more of a alpha male than this faker could ever be. And the ram had broke the jaguar, made the big former soldier suck his balls for ten hours straight on the plane ride back. In the next scene the big canine leads the charge across a massive battlefield, running across the shell pocked earth. Rifle with its bayonet fixed in his paws, shells burst around him as everyone else is cut down. One shell hitting near enough that the concussion knocks him flat, only to spring back up almost instantly. Scene cuts to a blasted out shattered room, in a besieged apartment block as battle rages.

'And trying his damnest not to die...' The big pit bull in room pausing to lit a cigar, peaking over windowsill submachine gun leaning next to him. Gunfire is heard nearby, and rockets explode against the walls of the next building over. He looks past the camera and growls into a headpiece, to someone off screen. 'Ma'am, I regret this decision already.'_Standing up he grabs the SMG, takes a running start and dives out the window while yelling _'FFFUUUCCCKK...' Cut to outside of building, the camera looking up to where Sawyer can be seen jumping out of a third story window. Yelling continues. Camera tracks his path into a highly unlikely hay cart placed in just the right spot to save the soldier. He fires the SMG wildly in the air until he lands, rolling off the cart to land on his foot paws nimbly. Just as the cart it hit and explodes, throwing burning hay high into the air. The title screen pops up... Jake Sawyer does action, Jake Sawyer does drama... Jake Sawyer does war... Jake Sawyer does romance. The scene cuts to the bull dog sitting with a thickly muscled arm around a slender, beautiful female deer. They are in a hastily scraped out foxhole watching the sun peak over the scarred horizon, as muffled shells burst in the distance. Sawyer grunts softly, as the Doe leans into to kiss him meekly. 'You know... this wouldn't be half bad... without the threat of constant terrifying death.' The pretty deer turns her head to look at him, smiling faintly as she leans in to kiss him again more excitedly this time.

'Don't be silly...' Instantly the screen cuts to black, and the house light come back on in the Princes private screening room.

"My sister admires this... mongrel." Prince Mustafa snorted, the tone of deep offense strong in his voice as he looked into the handsome rams eyes. "I have done my best to explain to her that he is just another American faggot... like the jaguar you brought me. No matter how much I humiliate the pansy feline... she believes Saia is just some prostitute, paid handsomely for the pleasure he provides. Jake Sawyer would break you in half... Jake Sawyer is a real male." The Prince spat on the floor and then turned back to Ari as the black ram nodded his head sagely.

"Just another sissy... I will bring him to you and you will break him as you have done so many other lesser males." Ari promised, as the Prince looked at him for a moment silently... the two of them shared a unspoken admiration.

"I know you have contacts in many of the clubs... I am told that he has entered the night club Wrangler. Where my sister is at this very moment, her friends have more sense about these things than she does." Mustafa explain with a gloating smile, his sister would never guess that her own best friend was his loyal spy. "I do not want her spoiled by this fake hero. I trust you will not allow it to happen... see to it and you may have all the pleasures my house can provide."

"I would be honored to serve you my Prince, I know just the thing to do. Within a night and day you will have this actor and then you can show your dear sister his true nature." Ari promised with a smirk as he dug out his smart phone, calling a few friends to help him out with his slowly forming plan.

**

The big pit bull slipped away from his super model girlfriend... it wasn't that he didn't enjoy her company. Jillian could be a lot of fun, of course she could also be a insipid brainless twit. It was just that he got bored with her at times, her fame and good looks also made it hard for him to blend in. Ditching his entourage of so called friends and hanger-on's, Jake Sawyer wanted to get away from his life for awhile. To just be plain old Vern Macklehiney from Watauga, Tennessee the fat pup who lived down by the river. Something the famous actor could rarely do, back in the states he would have been mobbed instantly by fans on the streets. Not to mention the pavarazzi... luckily in this distant land he had much less trouble moving around undetected. Some bland clothing... sunglass's and a hat allowing him to move around just like a normal furson. Still he could only party in any one place for a short time, sooner or later someone would recognize him and put it on social media that he was there. Luckily there were plenty of clubs, all he had to do was move around every few hours. The big pit bull indulging in powerful hits of X, adding to the pleasure of the dance floor. This also gave the big canine a chance to nail some random females, which he was more than happy to do. Taking a sexy zebra mare in the back room of one club that first night, he even let a cute little Grant's gazelle twink boi blow him in a restroom that night as well. It was something he did from time to time, only because he'd learned how good gay males could pleasure his big canine cock. It was how he'd gotten his first movie deal, by letting a older gay producer suck his hefty canine cock. He only let them pleasure him of course... Jake Sawyer the action hero would never bottom.

It had taken him a few days to get away again, slipping away from his handlers and hanger-on's wasn't easy. Now there he was at club Wrangler, dancing with what he'd been told was a Princess. The sexy antelope female was just his type, and Jake was planning to end up between her legs. And it was plain from the way she reacted to him, that she was excited by the idea of giving up to him. Emira touched him gently while rubbing her sleek body against his carefully sculpted form... obviously she would be will to take his knot. His powerful body was growing hotter and hotter, making the big American canine stripped off his shirt. Dancing more and more lustfully with the pretty antelope female, their bodies bumping and grinding together. The bartender at the Wrangler had recognized him at once and had been providing him with free drinks all night. Between dances the big canine gulped down his drinks, hardly tasting them as he hurried to get back to the dance floor. He didn't notice the bartender taking the phone call, instantly he began to mix the famous American a fresh white Sangria. Only this time mixing in a powerful date rape drug, it was something he didn't for certain friends who paid him well. He had never expected the ram to have him drug a male, normally it was foreign females they like to target.

Jake returned to the table when he saw the waiter bring the fresh drink, gulping it down eagerly knowing the X he took would naturally dehydrate him. The princess was groping at his crotch, as she cuddled against his side. Now suddenly everything seemed to hit him all at once, gently he pushed the sexy antelope away. "Need ta go drain the snake baby... be right back." The big pit bull excused himself, swaggering off drunkenly towards the clubs restrooms. Feeling weaker and sicker with every step he took, his legs going rubbery as he staggered into the toilets. There were a couple of guys at the sinks washing up, the big pit bull staggered past them... urinals. He headed into one of the stalls, as he approached a stall down opened and a big smiling horse swaggered out. Pushing past him Jake stagger into the stall, pushing the door closed behind him. Turning he was shocked to see the same little Grant's gazelle he'd let blow him, the slender little queer grinning widely as he saw the big canine.

"Oh you are back for more..." The slender antelope chuckled lewdly, as he watched the big American sway back and forth. Before collapsing to his knees in front of the smaller male, the little gazelle's eyes widened in surprise. "Ammm so you want something else this time..." The small males eyes lit up, he didn't normally get to do things like this with the males from his own country.

"Wha... I... I... need..." The big pit bull moaned weakly, trying to explain that he was sick and needed to go to a doctor. As Jake watched in shock the smiling gazelle unzipped his tight jeans, taking out a long slender pink erection. "Please... please... I need..."

"I've got what you need right here." The smirking gazelle assured, stepping up closed even as the big canine panted for breath. Small three fingered hands gently caressing Jakes cheeks, as that long cock pushed past his lips. Sliding over that big American's tongue, Jake felt those firm testicles slap against his chin. The big movie star utterly stunned by what was happening, part of him knowing he couldn't allow it. The gazelles musky male crotch pushing up against his nose, fur tickling that wide wet canine nose as the smaller male gripped his head powerfully. The big pit bull lifted his hands to the other males hip's, trying to push him away... but all the strength had left his body. All he could do was gag in protest, as the little male began humping and thrusting down his throat. Those big hands weakly gripping the gazelles sleek hip's, making it look like that pit bull was pulling him in deeper.

"Gahak." The taste of that male organ thick in his mouth, the scent of his crotch overpowering everything else. The big American starred up at the grinning gazelle, as the smaller male rutted his muzzle lustfully. Starring deep into the famous canines big watery eyes, as he used that hot mouth for his pleasure.

"Never expected you'd be wanting this... imagine Jake Sawyer sucking my dick!" The smirking foreign male snickered lewdly, using the famous American's mouth lustfully. The soft 'Fapfapfap' of those testicles smacking against his chin, loud in the big canines ears along with the gazelles snickers of delight. The canine wasn't suckling, but just knelt there letting that smaller male rut his mouth meekly. The world was swiftly grown less distinct and more unreal with every second, the big pit bull confused by what was happening. He felt that stiff cock surge within his mouth and then was forced to swallow as hot sticky fluid sprayed against the back of his throat. "Yes... oho yes swallow it... swallow my cum." It was only then that Jake realized what had just happened, the gazelle had cum in his mouth and he'd gulped it down. The slender gazelle stepped back, sliding his leaking erection out of the canines mouth. A huge gloating grin on his sleek pointed muzzle, as he saw his cum drooling out of the famous dogs mouth. "No one is even going to believe this... Oh wait..." The smiling gazelle slipped a smart phone out of his pocket, taking a quick picture of his dripping cock laying on the canines famous muzzle. "Hehe."

"Oh gods... oho gods... I... I swallowed..." The big canine collapsed onto the floor then, utterly unconscious as the small gazelle unlocked the stall door and stepped out. Surprised to see the bartender and two huge bouncers, the smirking bartender gestured to the big canine.

"That's him carry him into the back, we'll get him taken care of there." He looked down at the famous American, with the small gazelles cum still leaking out of the corners of his mouth and had to smile. "I see you've had a good time..." He snickered flashing the other male a knowing smile, even as the gazelle blushed softly.

"He... he ask for me to..." He tried to explained, as the bouncers lifted the huge pit bull to his feet paws and carried him away.

"Oh I'm sure he did... looks like you gave it to him good." The Jackal bartender snickered, handing the smaller male a coupon for a free drink. "You find some other guy you want, just use that and ask for my special mix... Heheh... you'll be able to do anything you want with him after he drinks it."

***

Groggily, the muscular pit-bull slowly gathered himself as he came to sensing at once that something was very wrong. His whole body ached and his head throbbed from a nasty headache, and there was a strange taste in his mouth. That in itself wasn't usual given his lifestyle, mixed drinks and X sometimes had odd effects. This time however, he wasn't stirring underneath the heavy covers of his lavish hotel suite... next to the naked body of some hot broad. He could see daylight as pinpricks of daylight coming through the bag over his head and he was propped up on what felt like a rather sturdy metal chair. He could feel a cool breeze and warm sun all over his naked fur and realized with a start that he was utterly naked. He tried calling for help, only to find his muzzle had been tied shut. His paws and feet too were tightly bound to the chair underneath him, he tugged at those bounds hard for a moment. As he struggled with them, the bag was swiftly yanked off his head the sudden light making him blink hard for a moment.

Jake squinted through the blinding light as his vision slowly focused, a voice in the back of his mind sarcastically comment that as a actor he could use this later. Across from him, a well-heeled antelope in a beige suit and sunglasses sipped on his drink as he studied the bound American. The canine scanned his surroundings wildly, so shocked at what he was seeing that he almost didn't believe it. A well-built stallion and a bull flanked his sides, both of them dressed in similar dark suits. He appeared to be on some sort of mega yacht; the ship dwarfing anything he'd seen outside of a VFX 3D model. They were in the middle of the sparkling blue/green gulf, the shores nowhere to be seen the night club he last remember nowhere ear. On the decks above them, a party seemed to be going strong and that somehow made things even scarier.

"Rough night, Mr. Sawyer?" The lithe herbivore muttered with a sneer, as his eyes behind this glass's moved over the big canine. His expression was unreadable behind those expensive sunglasses, Jake recognized the brand as the same one he wore. The larger canine reflexively tried to hide his maleness with his tail and thighs, acutely aware of how exposed he was before this mysterious foreign male. Jake jerked back in shock as a knife was brought up to his muzzle, his heart racing in fear at the approach of that sharp blade. He paused tensely as the large stallion smirked, cut his gag away so that he could speak.

"W-Who are you?! Where the hell am I?" The canine snarled meekly, confusion and fear ruling his voice. He considered himself a great actor, but all of them could plainly see how terrified he was. The pit bull noticing the aching in his sheath only vaguely, it felt almost like his huge canine cock had been injured somehow.

The handsome antelope didn't flinch, his lip's twisted up into a faint smile. "Can you recall a certain female antelope from yesterday? Emira?" The Prince was as the big American struggled to remember, the drugs combining with the fact that the famous actor bedded a lot of females.

"What? That princess girl..." Jake moaned at last putting two and two together, he looked around at the massive ship again. "That was a lie, right?" He moaned although it was plain to him that only someone like a king could afford a mega yacht like this one.

"My name is Prince Mustafa ibn Isa Al Khalifa, fifth son of King Suleiman ibn Isa Al Khalifa. Princess Emira is my younger sister... the only daughter and flower of our house." The antelope slowly rose to his cloven hooves, pacing around the bound canine almost predator-like. With his cravat and that posh British sounding accent, the antelope could almost pass as a Bond villain. "She tells me you did some very disreputable things to her furson - things no male should do to a female, let alone a princess." The Prince accused making the big canine, lick his lips and look very guilty for a moment.

"Listen, I-" Jake started to try and lie his way out, all he could really remember was dancing with the Princess. Vaguely he wondered if she had bitten his cock, the aching in his sheath had all but vanished as his mind focused on other things. Thinking about doing all those naughty things the Prince spoke of, but truthfully the last thing he could remember was... Jake choked in shock as he flashed back to the smirk little gazelle, suddenly feeling the other males hard organ inside of his mouth.

"No, you listen here, Mr. Jake Sawyer..." The tall antelope snarled looking regal and handsome as the breeze ruffed his clothing as he spoke. "This is my domain... my country you are nothing here. Everything you can see around you right now... belongs to my family including the courts and those who over see them. And while my father and my brothers are overseas, it is I who am in completely control."

The antelope clapped his hands over the pit-bulls thick shoulders, peering down past his heavy pecs at the other male's exposed genitals for a moment before whispering into the canine's drooping ears. "I get to decide everything that happens to you while you are on my boat, and on my waters." The Prince started pacing again, circling around the helpless American as he sat there speechless. "No laser beams or tanks full of piranhas on this boat, but I could throw you overboard just as you are now drown you or have the sharks feast on you." The handsome antelope moved around in front of him, bending over to place his hands on the actors naked thigh's. "Or I could cut out your tongue and have you shipped to a Thai whorehouse... where you will be pleasure slave chained to a bed for the rest of your days." The Prince smile darkly as he leaned in close, his muzzle invading the big canine personal space uncomfortably. "Make your pick."

Jake visibly paled at that last statement, his big sculpted body trembling in fright. "I-I-" He spluttered in shock, not quite forming words this was all too real... happening far too fast his head felt like it was full of clay and wrapped in thick blankets.

The Prince let his hands settle on the frightened canine's powerful thighs, thumbs just touching those canine testicles. "This is real life... Mr. Sawyer not one of your terrible films, you are not going to escape the punishment you so richly deserve. America doesn't win this time... there is no CGI helicopters showing up to blow up my boat." The Prince looked up into the bright blue sky for a long moment smiling, before looking back at the frightened American. "And unless you are about to escape right this moment..." He paused as if waiting for one of those Jake Sawyer scripted escapes, for a second the pit-bulls muscles bulged as his subconsciously strained at his bonds but these were real not break away props. "What will it be?" The antelope demanded as the big pit-bull sagged back into the chair, spent and trembling like a frighten pup.

"Please... I-I'm sorry!" The famous canine breathed, almost hyperventilating as he began to plead. "Please don't do this... I have a family!" Well it was true, parents, sibling cousins certain counted as family no matter where you were. He had sired a large number of illegitimate children as well of course... none who had been legally tied to him yet. Of course that wasn't something he wanted the Prince to know about, not if he'd spent the night with his sister.

"As it happens, so do I." The Prince purred in a soft teasing voice, that Jake knew at once meant nothing good for him. "And now, I must defend my sister's honor - you understand, no? Choose now, or I will choose for you." The Prince backed away to stow his sunglasses, looking his captive in the eyes for the first time. Stepping back the antelope gestured with one hand, instantly the stallion and bull lifted up the chair. Getting ready to toss it over the side, Jake panicked struggling and babbling out.

"I-I'll do anything... Please... anything you want!" The big pit-bull was sobbing now, as he thrashed wildly in his chair while the other two furs held him up. The Prince half turned to look back at him, with open contempt and more than a little loathing. However that was something else there, the big American canine was also picking up desire. "You can't do this... Please! I'll do anything... anything at all." Jake offered a second time, putted a suggestive tone into those words the actor hinting at sexual submission.

"Anything you say?" The sleek handsome antelope paused, in mock consideration for a moment. His lip's parting in a wicked smile, and the American knew at once he was going to be abused.

"Yes that's right. Anything... Please - just don't do- " Jake could bring himself to say it, afraid the Prince would just have him killed. So many furs had trouble separating the fantasy from the reality, the big canine could even count the number of times guys tried to pick fights with him in bars. Just because he played tough guys in the movies, it was all just play acting.

"He drives a hard bargain, this one... heh Zaid release him." The large stallion swiftly cut the bindings securing Jake to the sturdy chair, before unceremoniously dumping the large canine in a heap over the warm deck.

"Come with me." The handsome antelope ordered with a curt gesture, before stalking off towards the boat's interior. The large bull kicked him squarely on the rump, when Jake didn't immediately get up onto his foot paws. Briefly, the actor eyed the bull's gun glinting under his open suit jacket. He could take it... he'd done this kind of thing a hundred times in dozens of movies... Jake Sawyer would do it... Vern Macklehiney thought was far too frightened.

"Don't try it... this is not make believe." The big stallion said in a thickly accented voice, before nodding towards the Prince who was already vanishing inside. Hurriedly, the naked pit-bull jogged after the lithe Prince in his expensive suit, his large hands mashed to his crotch as they entered the interior of the massive yacht.

"You have agreed to do anything I request... to save your worthless life." The antelope spoke over his shoulder, as they moved through the surprisingly wide hallways. It looked more like a fancy hotel that the inside of a boat, Jake glanced around in wonder as the Prince went on. "I hope for your sake that you are a male of your word." Prince Mustafa drawled as they climbed a flight of stairs to join the party upstairs, Jake hopped from one foot paw to the other like he was standing on a red hot steel plate. Zaid gave him a rough push from behind and the big canine follow himself staggering up the steps towards the party. The room ahead was as large as a lot of night clubs the canine had been in... with a massive dance floor as Jake joined the Prince a spot light was trained in a young vixen. Who stood naked in the bright light, as a tall lean Cheetah, spoke into a microphone taking bids from the crowd and urging them on.

"What... what's happening here?" The big pit-bull questioned as he stepped up beside the Prince, watching as the pretty young vixen was sold to a fat older camel. Who gestured for her to come over to him where he lounged on some cushions, as Jake watched the older fur took procession of her in the most intimate way.

"This is a little auction I sometimes hosts here on my ship, when my friends want to trade things with each other." Prince Mustafa explained with a faint smirk on his lips, as they watched the old camel enjoying his prize. "That girl is... was a exchange student at our university... she is from your country... LA I believe. She came over for one year of college... that was almost three years ago... it has been most fun educating her. Now her services bring a great deal of money at these little auctions, this is the fourth time she has changed hands now." The Prince explain with a chuckled at the look of shock and horror that past across the famous canines muzzle. "You have agreed to do anything... so I shall place you up for bid." The handsome antelope snickered, as the big pit-bull jumped in shock and horror at that announcement. "It is all for charity... you will belong to whoever wins you however. Perhaps I shall bid however... you see that sleek ocelot over there... she is named Nadrah and is a rival of mine. She is a powerful heiress, who is very interested in acquiring a strapping American stud for her own personal harem. If she wins... you will never see America again, so if you wish to return to your old life you must devalue yourself in her eyes." Prince Mustafa chuckled wickedly, as he watched the big American shiver in fear. "If the reserve of one million dollars isn't met, I will drop you off at the American embassy in the morning."

"How am I supposed to do that?" The big pit-bull asked weakly, looking around at the crowded room nervously. Across the room a big jaguar was sucking a thick cape buffalo's cock, as a big feral canine was fucking him in the tail hole savagely. The big feline was wearing an American military uniform from the waist up, and Jake wondered if the guy was really a soldier.

"She detests homosexuals... so you must work to convince her that you are a pansy cock lover. She would never bid for Saia over there..." The Prince gestured carelessly to the jaguar, who had a second cock in his mouth now. "It shouldn't be very hard for you..." Prince Mustafa whipped out a Yphone, and the picture of Jake looking up smiling. As a long sleek gazelle cock lay oozing on his muzzle, while cum drooled from the corners of the canines mouth. "You won't even have to strain your rather limited acting skills... since it is plain you are a cock lover." The Prince taunted with a wicked smirk, as the big canine swelled up in embarrassment and anger.

"Oh my fucking god..." Jake choked, grabbing the phone and looking close at the image, vaguely remembering the gazelle taking the picture. "Oho god... oho god... I need to call my publicist... this picture is fake..."

"No it is not... you sucked that rather modest cock and you are going to suck a lot more... you are going to take them up your tail hole and beg for it all to the best of your abilities... Or you will end up in her harem and Never return to the life you knew before." Prince Mustafa snarled as he yanked the phone out of the canines paws, returning it to some unseen pocket. " She will bid hard to get a famous American like you... perhaps even if you are a sissy faggot."

Jake scanned the room, desperately searching for a way out of this of this massively humiliating situation. No way was he going to act like some sort of cum-rag for these rich fuckers. He eyed the burly jaguar with utter disgust, sickened at the depraved acts his fellow American was performing. 'How the hell did a male like him end up here?' Jake wondered in shock, realizing that his uniform looked real enough. The canine knew because he had made a number of films with military themes, his director had made certain that all the uniforms had the correct badging and insignia. He watched as the muscular male groaned around the two cocks in his mouth; his tiny pink cock cage jiggling and bouncing about wildly between his thighs... as he was bred by the large feral. The naked pit-bull turned back towards the way they came, only to find the stallion Zaid blocking the way with a menacing look on his muzzle. Almost daring the American celebrity to try getting past him, the big horse still had the gun under his suit coat. Naked on a boat in the middle of the ocean, Jake was truly trapped... he had no way to escape.

"Ah, I see you are a bit shy." The Prince chuckled wickedly, the tone in his voice making a shiver of dread run down the famous actors spine. "Perhaps some guidance... a pointer or two? Ari... Ari! Where is that ram?" The antelope didn't have to look far to find the handsome black sheep, in fact it was the big canine looking around wild for an escape who spotted him. Jake found him first, the well-muscled pit-bull staring with his jaw dropped as Jillian writhed with pleasure underneath the handsome ram.

"Uhuuuu." The big canine groaned like he had just been punched in the stomach, his red cock spilling from its sheath with a twinge of pain. He watched as the ram withdrew from his well-fucked girlfriend's sex, the white tigress' platinum fur a mess of bodily fluids. Thick dollops of cum, dribbled out between her pink folds onto the bar countertop they were fucking on. The crowd gathered around them clapped and cheered at the performance, plainly the ram had made quite the show of their rutting.

"J-Jillian?" Jake breathed in horror, his ears drooping comically even as his red rocket ached as it dangled down between his thighs. Quite a few watching furs laughed at the pit-bull's expense, making him blush hard in shame and ignominy. So that he didn't even notice, the strange boneless nature of his throbbing cock. Here was Jake Sawyer hero of millions... All-American super stud being cuckolded in front of everyone by a foreign herbivore less than half his size. Oh, the tabloids would have a field day if they could see him now, luckily the Prince didn't allow them onboard.

"Hey babe." The sexy tigress called out grinning up at him, as she panted breathlessly from what had obviously been a powerful orgasm. "Did a little sightseeing myself." She called in explanation, throwing his words back at him from the last time they had talked about his going off on his own.

"Our hero is finally here!" The cocky ram who'd just fucked his girlfriend, sang out in sarcastic delight as he boldly shook the muscular pit-bull by the muzzle. Between them, his rock hard sheep cock still glistened with a cocktail of cum and Jakes girlfriend's juices.

"Oh, but what's this? A foreign menace... a pretty female utterly ravished. Quickly, Jake Sawyer... only you can save the day... keep that foreign seed from growing in those fertile fields." Deftly, the much smaller ram half-tripped the well muscled canine as he moved towards the sexy tigress. Jake fell muzzle-first into his girlfriend's cum-filled pussy, his sensitive canine nose engulfed in their combined essence. He spluttered around their combined mess, as Jillian wrapped her shapely thighs around his blocky head, preventing him from getting up. Instinctively the big canine began to lick at the slimy coating his nose and lip's, licking those pink feline petals as he did so.

"Quickly, Jake... only you can save the day!" Ari taunted in a mocking tone, even as the room heard the slows of licking coming from between the tigress's thighs. "Wouldn't want your American sweetheart to get knocked up by some dirty foreign sheep." The crowd was laughing hysterically, as the large canine choked and spluttered over the ram's thick creamy load. Even Jillian joined in to laugh at her boyfriend, as his hot tongue began to graze her cum coated sex lip's. The pretty tigress believing that Jake had arranged all of this, to live out some fantasy he had. It was the lie Ari had cunningly used to get her to go along with everything, the sexy female really was as air-headed as she appeared.

"It is as you say - effortless. I don't know how you do it." Prince Mustafa mused as he surveyed the scene, allowing his own clothing to part in the excitement.

The cocky ram chuckled gloatingly at that, as he strode over to Jake's rear that bobbed tail lifting it delightfully exposed. "It is no effort at all, really. Americans... their males are hardly such, you just have to chip away at their fragile egos and reveal the sniveling little cock sucking cub underneath."

The muscular pit-bull made a sudden high-pitched gurgle, as he struggled to swallow Ari's load. That had leaked out of Jillian's well stretched sex, the thick greasy cum making the canine wish he had a hit of X. The ram had lifted Jake's short tail and was slowly spreading his virgin rosebud open with the leftover cum from his dick. The big hero moaning and whimpering, as his virgin pucker was split wide open by that ram's throbbing cock. He wanted to kick the male behind him, but Jillian only pressed his muzzle deeper into her snatch. Causing the buff canine to inhale even more of the hated herbivore's leavings, his tongue thrashing around in the greasy slime.

"But I must say that he is and exquisite find, this one. I'll let you do the honors. Ah, but first..." Ari retrieved a small box, from underneath the pile of carelessly discarded clothes... before passing it to the prince. "A token of our friendship."

The Prince smirked as he unwrapped his present, holding up an American flag themed feral dog collar with a little bone-shaped tag that simply read 'BITCH DOG.'

"We think alike, you and I. Saia also has something similar as you may have noticed." The Prince chuckled lustfully, gesturing for the ram to go and get the American's hole ready for him to take Jake's anal virginity.

"Fitting, no? All American males are sniveling bitches at heart, eager to submit to a true male... a alpha. The bigger they are, the harder they fall and the more eagerly they devour cum." Jake groaned, as the handsome ram began to piston in and out of his tight hole with two fingers. Prince Mustafa busied himself with fitting the collar around his oversized pet's neck, he had other plans to deal with the canines unruly cock.

"Indeed." The prince locked eyes with a sexy ocelot, who was watching the scene with keen interest from across the room. Only handful of furs were still invested in the auction, much to the annoyance of the cheetah auctioneer. Only one bid for the priceless, one-of-a-kind 1931 Voisin C20 coupe it was worth so much more. Nadrah surveyed the scene with an unreadable expression, her sleek feline muzzle showing only a bemused sneer.

"FFFUUUCCCKK!!!" Jake screamed out loudly, as the rich royal took his boy cherry with a single savage thrust; his slender cock tearing down the walls of the pit bulls anal virginity. Before his pendulous balls came to rest against Jakes own tight canine testicles... the balls were definitely touching. The crowd laughed hysterically at the emasculated American male's squeals of pain and shock. Heaping humiliation on top of humiliation the proud canine collared, leashed, eating another male's cum out of his own girlfriend. And getting fucked up the ass by Prince Mustafa himself, so much for the blue eyed hero of millions.

"We'll practice your cock sucking skills next... my bodyguards haven't had a break all day." Prince Mustafa snickered into Jake's ear, as he pounded that clenching asshole hard and fast. Loving the muffled whimpers and cries the American was making as he licked and slobbered on that well fucked feline sex. Ari moved up along the famous canines body, his hands fondling the actor in the most inappropriate of ways. Smirking as his brushed against the canines dangling cock, that big organ throbbing in need even as it dangled like a limp noodle.

"And then maybe we'll get you something pretty to wear... I know a jaguar and a lion who can give you a few pointers." The handsome sheep snickered glancing over his shoulder at Evan, as the big lion who now had the beginnings of breasts growing on his chest. Bobbed his now maneless head up and down on a fat older donkey sheiks lap, while the older males sons took turns in the felines hot tail hole. That shiny steel cock cage was gushing clear seedless cum, it seemed that Gina had indeed had the Princes doctors fix her husband chemically that or the female hormones he was being fed had done it. "Remember, you'll have to act the part of a cheap whore, IF you want a cheap price." Ari snickered into Jake's ear, before condescendingly patting him on the head like a feral.

A cheer went up from the crowd as they watched him fuck the famous American, the handsome antelope pausing to wave to the crowd. As he enjoyed that tight anus spasming around his thick fucker, slowly the antelope lay himself on Jake's broad back. Admiring the pit bulls patriotic tattoos, a wicked smile spreading across the Princes handsome muzzle. Azzo was a twenty six year old tattoo artist from Cardiff, Wales, in the UK who now lived in the Princes kingdom. Calling Zaid over, he instructed the big horse to have Azzo flown in by helicopter and told the horse to have him bring his tattoo equipment. Mustafa planned to add to the American's body art... of course it wasn't going to be something's the action hero would not want to show off. Leaning down the Prince nibbled on the big Americans ear, moaning and grunted lustfully as he told Jake how delightful tight his pussy was. The royal antelope treating his guest star just like he would any female, and the point was not lost on the American. Soon the ham actor inside began to come out, the big canine moaning and grunting in pleasure pushing back into the Princes hard thrusts. "You are over acting... but I confess that I am enjoying it. Begging me not to stop... beg me to rut you forever."

"Ummmm gods please... Yes please don't stop I... I love feeling you big... hard... Oh fuck so hard... cock inside of me." Jake stammered doing his best to ad-lib the dialog, he really was better when he could read cue cards. "Fuck me... fuck me for... forever please I need to feel something hard inside of my... my boi-pussy." The big pit bulls pleading words, getting even more wild guffaws from the watching crowd.

"American faggot..." A rough thickly accented voice taunted from the watching crowd, it was quickly joined by many more.

"Sissy bitch..." It was a females voice this time, and that somehow made it all the more humiliating for the big pit bull. Above him Jillian was laughing wildly, Jake couldn't see it was because Ari was tickling her. And so natural assumed he was because she was laughing at him, his muzzle burning with blush as he tongue thrust deep inside of her lapping out the ram's cream.

"This is what passes for a male in America... Heh... look at the way he is pushing back... hungry to get that hard cock." A tiny slender appearing springbok jeered, as Gina the pretty lioness sucked his slender cock.

"What a whore... I wish my wife was half as eager to be ridden." The donkey called out with a snort, as his sons fucked Evan brutally from both ends.

"And that mouth... licking and slurping up the rams leavings Hahah..." Suddenly Jillian was pulled away, leaving Jake blinking and looking around at the crowd in shock. He watched helplessly as Ari lead her over to a fat black bull, who was laying back on a massive mound of cushions. His long red bull cock jutting up like a massive tower of male rut muscle, the sexy white tigress knelt over that huge organ. Letting the smirking bull guide it into her tiny sex, Jake starred open mouthed as he was cuckolded by this new male.

Just as quick as she left, a male filled her place: the stocky rhino shoving his thick, stubby cock down the inexperienced pit-bull's throat. Jake gagged as that huge male organ pushed down his throat, something the gazelle cock had not been able to do. Make the big rhino snicker, plainly he was enjoying choking the American with his cock.

"Be careful with this one... he's barely broken in." The Prince warned with a sneer, feeling a tremble run through Jake's powerful body. Idly he wondered if the big canine was going to resist, he certainly hoped so... punishing the canine would be most enjoyable.

"Oh, I think we'll have plenty of time, won't we baby?" The older male cooed down at the humiliated canine, as he puffed on a large Cuban cigar. Jake jerked his muzzle back suckling on the thick helmet-shaped cock-head, as he gingerly attempted to play with the other male's weighty sac. He had no idea how to act like a fairy, the little gazelle had just fucked his mouth... but this guy was much too large for that. He absolutely did not want any cocks near his muzzle or in his ass, the whole idea of being fucked like faggot repulsed him. His ruggedly handsome features and chiseled body, which were normally a asset now... seemed to be attracting all the wrong people today.

It wasn't long before the Prince was bucking and grunting audibly, pumping a massive load of royal antelope seed up the macho American's firm rump. He withdrew with a slick pop, leaving the formerly manly canine with a sick, sticky wetness between his burning cheeks. Bored with humiliating the large pit-bull, Prince Mustafa straightened his suit and moved away to refilled his drink at the auction. Wide eyed, Jake almost pleaded for the hated male to stay, the royal antelope at least commanded some level of restraint over the party of rich perverts. Even now the handsome American could spot at least a dozen or so individuals eyeing him up like a prime cut of Wagyu; all of them just itching to take their lusts out on the burly American celebrity.

"Saia darling, be a dear and keep Jake company for me." The royal antelope commanded as he stalked off, raising his auction cart to put a bid in on a holiday home in Thailand as he disappeared into the crowd. Immediately, the burly jaguar spat out the otter cock he had been so eagerly servicing to join his fellow American. Jake eyed him curiously, as the felines handsome muzzle joined his over the rhino's smooth grey cock.

"Fuck yeah! Suck yer daddy, boys..." The lusty rhino grinned above them, as he mashed the two Americans whores muzzles to his crotch. The jaguar attempted to kiss the canine over that thick cock, a feat rendered impossible by the sheer girth between them. Jake wanted to say something to the mysterious American, but the feline gave him a look that very plainly said 'Keep your mouth shut.' Jake eyed the pink cock cage leaking between the feline's powerful thighs, the heart-shaped padlock so out of place on a strapping stud like him. It looked like the other male hadn't been let out in months, his trapped organ pushing and straining against the cage. Underneath him, his raw tail hole was still dribbling with feral seed even as the jaguar strained to hold it in. Looking off to the side, Jake could see the feral canine curled up by a pile of pillows, licking his maleness clean. It was evident that the jaguar wasn't very fond of being a feral's bitch, yet he had certainly been cumming from the hard pounding.

The two strapping Americans suckling his cock, seemed to be more than the rhino could handle. As the large rhino withdrew from between their muzzles, to furiously jerk his throbbing fucker in front of them. Jake stared wide eyed, as the other male leaned in and kissed him passionately on the lips. His rough feline tongue dancing with Jake's own, as the other male tugged on his erect canine member with one. A look of shock and pity sliding across the jaguars muzzle as his other paw played with the pit bulls meaty pecs. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." He mumbled around that gently kiss, as Jake could only stare at him stunned.

"Aw fuck... Here it comes!" The large rhino bellowed, before showering the two American males with thick dollops of rhino seed. Jake grimaced as globs of the stuff hit his muzzle and neck, he could only kneel there awkwardly as the burly jaguar kissed him.

"Fuck yeah... Phew... you've got me spent, but I'll be seeing you later for sure, doggy boy." The hefty rhino smacked his heavy cock against their locked muzzles taunting, before stalking off without ceremony.

With a moment to themselves, the large jaguar finally broke the kiss. Turning to lay chest down, ass up in front of the shocked canine. Looking back at Jake over his shoulder, as the pit bull was forced to stare at the felines abused butt hole.

"Hurry... You want to go home? Suck all of it out." The exhausted jaguar panted desperately at the other male, reaching back to grip his own ass cheeks and spread them wide in invitation.

"Wait, what?!" The muscular, tattooed pit-bull gagged staring at that red raw winking rosebud nestled between those firm spotted cheeks. A trail of feral dog cum dribbled down his taint to the felines rather small testicles. Up close, Jake realized the burly male before him was relatively under-endowed by most male standards. Even the silicone cock cage dangling between his thick thighs was comparatively small it made the big canine chuckle.

"These Muslims... they're not that fond of feral dogs." The jaguar explained breathlessly, wiggling his ass in a sexy come-hither manner that frankly offended the pit bull. "They don't like to touch me... once they've seen me with the Master's dogs. So IF want to go home."

"Oh my gods..." Jake wrinkled his nose at that offered ass, sickened all the more at what he was about to do. "It's just a part... it's just for the art." The actor told himself over and over again, even as he moved towards that offered rump slowly. Looking at him now, it was hard to believe this jaguar was ever a self-respecting male's male.

"I heard what Ari and Master have planned for you..." The feline whimpered over his shoulder, as Jake's big paws gripped his ass cheeks. "This auction... you're going up for bid later, right? Look, you have a shot at going back to your old life... don't end up like me." The handsome jaguar pleaded, as Jake looked down at him feeling sorry for this poor broken slut slave. "Look at me... Even when I get with a girl, I'm still getting a dick up my... GLMPH."

A bored hyena bodyguard, swiftly jammed the feline's muzzle over his sizable cock. The tall male in the dark suit surveyed Jake with disinterest, as Saia suckled on his maleness with fervor. Clearly, none of this perturbed him in the slightest, it was something he had seen a lot over his years of service.

Jake grimaced as he leaned forwards and slowly licked up the river of cum running down the felines taint. Reluctantly working his way up to that ruined tail hole, pausing a second to shiver in disgust before pressing his mouth to it. He found the sphincter so loose that his tongue slipped inside with little resistance, into the sloppy cocktail of feral canine seed and jaguar ass. He was supposed to be dining in a Michelin Star restaurant right about now; perhaps going to Jumeirah Royal Saray beach resort later to surf and meet some fans with his publicist. The big canine retched as he swallowed yet more greasy cum, lip's pushed hard between those musky male cheeks. The hyena simply sneered down at the iconic celebrity, a faint derisive chuckle escaping as he lit a cigarette.

"Pathetic homosexual trash..." He hocked and spat on Jake's tattooed back, the big American trembled as he felt the spittle splatter on him. Glancing over he saw Jillian wave at him, as she rode up and down on that huge bull cock. Jake whimpered in shame, knowing his girlfriends once delightfully tight sex would never be the same. His cock was pretty long and more than thick enough, but it was dwarfed by the bulls huge organ.

*

Back on the auction floor, Prince Mustafa turned as Zaid tapped on his shoulder. The handsome equine was back with news it seemed, leaning in close the equine spoke softly.

"Azzo is here." He whispered into Prince Mustafa ear, making the tall antelope smile broadly. Now it was just a matter of deciding what images he wanted to put on, something to remind the big canine of him time in their company.

The two of them made for the helipad to greet the artist, the short Corgi was supervising the unloading of his equipment. Prince Mustafa had no interest in Renaissance artwork or Andy Warhol pieces, luckily Azzo didn't do that kind of thing.

"You should know he's a bit upset." Zaid explained, as they moved towards the ships helipad, as the EC155 B1 Dauphin's rotor-blades slowly stop turning. "Girlfriend issues." The strong stallion said, once they were away from the crowd and climbing the steps towards the raised helipad at the bow of the ship.

"What sort of girlfriend issues." The Prince inquired, thinking perhaps to gift the artist one of his female guests... the lioness was fresh and eager.

"Found her in bed with some American marine from New York." Zaid snickered at the idea of this foreigner being cuckolded, especially by an American male.

"Well then... this task should cheer him up a bit, I hope." Prince Mustafa smirked, as he strolled over to greet his latest guest. The British expat was of course respectful to the Prince, and for his part Mustafa greeted the artist as if he were a long lost brother. Wrapping a lean arm along the Corgi's shoulder, as they strolled back towards the auction. Carefully the Prince explained things to his guest, watching the small canines eyes lit up as his task was laid out. "You prefer to work in black and white, this is good as he matches the other work for the most part." Mustafa explained as they moved back inside the massive auction room, stumbling to a halt suddenly as they beheld the vulgar spectacle before them.

The famous cinematic star knelt on all fours... a large feral canine mounting his sculpted ass. While a second big horn feral was humping wildly into his mouth, a massive veiny knot beating against the movie stars lip's. Jake was moaning as that hard feral cock punched in and out of his aching tail hole, that growing knot popping in and out of his with loud lewd sounding 'Slurp slurpslurps'. As the pleasure built within his ass, the movie stars mouth gaped open. Suddenly the feral canines knot slipped past his teeth, and Jake had a feral cock rutting down his throat. He moaned and struggled but it was no use... he was trapped just like a feral bitch. Now it was all he could do to simply survive, he could only get tiny gulps of air around that massive canid fucker. The lack of oxygen making the sexual pleasure even more intense, Jake had heard about this kind of thing. Auto-erotic asphyxiation have killed a famous friend of his after all, just wasn't so far from that kind of thing. His moans grew louder and more fervent, even as the world seemed to be shrinking away.

"That... is it. I want you to capture that image... and we will place it upon his body." The Prince considered for a moment, most of the front had been covered but the big pit bulls back... "A large imagine with plenty of detail, covering the whole of his back I think." He looked at Azzo the little corgi was almost bouncing up and down in excitement, pointing under the famous American where his dangling organ was spurting his seed onto the floor beneath him.

"Oh that's perfect..." Azzo chuckled happily, whipping out his smart phone to get a few pictures to use as reference later on. He wanted this picture to be a true master piece, so that anyone seeing it would know that it was Jake Sawyer being fucked by ferals and loving it. Around the room was clamoring with derisive laughter and lewd comments about what was happening. The Prince had to admit Ari's assessment of the actor had been correct, the more he began to engage in it the more natural this deprave homosexual behavior became for the American. Mustafa watched as Dukes huge knot locked into the pit-bulls anus, even as the big feral hump and thrust with animalistic abandon. Quickly the little canine moved over to the bar, as he began drawing out the imagine on stencil paper. The bare outline would be transferred to the pit-bulls back, and then the artist would fill in the shading to turn the outline into a true picture.

Prince Mustafa smiled glancing up at the security cameras that captured everything, he had instructed his control room officer to focus on Jake. It would be one movie, the big American would never admit being in. The handsome antelope smiled as Gina came over, pulling him away to the cushion at the edge of the room. He was more than happy to let her, they past her toothless husband along the way. He was looking more and more like a lioness himself, in fact a couple of real lions were treating him like one. "Ammm my dear you are beautiful... Are all American females so buxom and alluring as you?" The Prince asked with a smirk as she slipped his stiff organ out of his trousers, instantly wrapping her lip's around it suckling eager for a moment.

"No of course not... but then you have had any number of them." Gina purred as she cleaned his organ with her rough tongue, before moving up to straddle it. "I'm not some foolish school girl you know... like that vixen you traded away." She gripped his shoulders as she began to ride up and down on his throbbing member, while the Prince leaned back and smiled.

"I hope she had left my house the wiser for the time she spent there..." Prince Mustafa moaned, burying his muzzle in the felines pert breasts, as she fucked herself on his throbbing cock. "At any rate I was thinking of visiting your delightful land in the future... I thought perhaps you could introduce me to some of your friends who might enjoy some time here."

"Oh, I think I have a few friends who might enjoy the sights." Gina grinned as she rocked in the lap of the powerful antelope. The lioness couldn't remember a vacation that was this much fun, the Princes kingdom truly was a fairy tale come to life. She and Evan had gotten to see the sights, enjoy the hospitality of the very friendly locals. Savored the best of the local cuisine and they were even welcomed with open arms by the royals. Sure, this little escapade was rated a hard 'R', but surely even Cinderella had her needs. She glanced at her pansy husband, being practically bullied by two other male lions and loving every minute of it. The one currently inside him seemed to be rather fond of Evan, nibbling on his new breasts as he passionately made love to the maneless male missionary style. The zebras had started Evan on Estrogen pills and he had already started to lose his power-lifter's figure. Oh, his drinking buddies were going to piss themselves laughing at the state of his mane and the breasts he had started to grow.

Though he didn't look like it, she was glad he was having as much fun as she was. He'd been begging for her to castrate him for years and the young prince was only too happy to gift him with a little souvenir to remember him by. The chemicals they had injected into his balls would destroy them from the inside out over the next few weeks. A shame though, he looked like such a stud in his old football uniform, back when he was young and had a mane full of dark black fur.

Back at the bar, the small Corgi slowly approached the unconscious American laying chest down, ass up, sandwiched between the two ferals. The chiseled male was truly a sight to behold, his beautifully muscled body so rudely defiled at both ends. Azzo batted Gizmo's wagging tail aside to observe Jake Sawyer's most private area, stretched wide open by a lowly feral canine. It seemed so surreal, that a hulking super stud like Jake Sawyer would allow something like this to happen to him, but here he was.

Gizmo didn't seem to appreciate being disturbed by the young corgi, because he jumped down and started to pull away from the knotted bitch behind him. The big pit bull moaned in pain as that huge knot pulled at his tender anal fresh.

"Whoa.. hey... Easy!" Azzo himself was frightened for Jake's tail hole, as the unruly feral began to scratch and lurch to get away from his freshly knotted bitch. The big American moaning weakly in his semi-conscious state, as his asshole stretched wider and wider as that knot pulled against it. Time seemed to slow down as Jake's once virgin booty suddenly gave up its knotted plunder. An audible 'POP' was heard through the whole room, while the muscled superstar shuddering in shock and pain. As a waterfall of lowly feral seed gushed out of his ruined hole, as his alpha trotted off to rest on some cushions. The pit-bull slumped exhausted, his suckling muzzle still stuck on the other ferals throbbing cock as Gizmo hammered his mouth lustfully.

Duke observed him curiously, as the young artist set his kit down and began prepping his muscled canvas. The other party guests seemed too repulsed to use the hunky American in his current state, settling to simply observe the talented corgi as he worked. Among those gathered around was a slender ocelot and her personal assistant, the two of them having a hushed discussion. As they watched Azzo being his work, the buzz of the needle gun soft and almost drown out by Jakes muffled moans.

*

Out on the ship's deck, Hassan's radio crackled to life as he yawned and lifted it up to listen. Protecting the ultra rich was a lot less exciting than the movies made it look, just hours and hours of making rounds while trying to tune out the obnoxious banter crackling through on his radio. One of the Spanish bodyguards, was insisting that he had personally tried out that hot young vixen that sold a few hours ago, but nobody was buying it. Truthfully though the large bull wouldn't have be surprised, that female loved to get fucked. Liza was an odd girl... who had big time daddy issues. Exceptionally gifted, but he wondered how she found the time to get two Master's degrees... while serving as a semi-permanent pleasure slave to various Arab males. He supposed connections were more important than a piece of paper, especially when they were ultra wealthy. Her father still got so livid, whenever he received details about her latest trysts.

"Forty Three? Come in, Forty Three." His radio crackled, that was his call number so he had to pay attention this time.

"Forty Three." Hassan answered as plainly as possible, he was a profession and wanted some of the younger males to understand that.

"Inbound for you. Stern." The caller sniggered, the big bull rolled his eyes hearing the tone in the others voice.

"Understood..." The large bull sighed softly, the inbound wasn't considered a threat in the conventional manner. 'Fucking Zaid... always inside fucking around... drinking and flirting with the females while he gets all the shit jobs.'

*

The slender antelope hopped aboard, even before the flustered Doberman properly docked the speedboat. Her ten thousand dollar dress ripping slightly, as her lithe body push the cloth past its limits.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS HE?!!!" Emira screamed at the top of her lungs, the big bull wincing at the volume.

'Oh boy...' The large bull thought to himself, as the Princess stalked towards him looking more like a feral predator than a well breed young herbivore.

"Good evening, your highness." The large bull greeted, while bowing in respect as if he hadn't heard her outburst.

"TAKE ME TO HIM RIGHT NOW... I'M GOING TO KILL HIM." The pretty antelope Princess threaten with wild fury, making the big bull cringe inwardly. Anyone else he would be on top of right then, restraining with a choke hold as he waited for back up to come running.

"That would be... um unwise, your highnAAAUGHHH!!!" The bull squealed comically as the slender princess grasped his testicles in her surprising strong hands and twisted them a full turn hard. "The lounge... Deck Two..." The large bull squeaked, before the slender Princess released him to crumple on the deck, gingerly cradling his tortured nuts.

The Princess stalked off at a loping pace, cursing under her breath as she moved along. The air was tense as she finally joined the auction, Emira pushed her way through the crowd. A wolf, a mink, and an eastern dragon were bidding furiously for the latest item on the block, a strapping young French stallion grinning and flexing in a tiny poser on stage. It took her a moment to process that bids were now approaching eight million dollars.

"Eight?Eight?Dowehaveeightmillion?Yessirthankyousir.Eightmillionone?Eightmilliontwo.Eightmillionmadam?" The cheetah was speaking rapidly, looking from one muzzle to the next. As the bidding stalled for the moment... and then the posing strap came off.

In the crowd of furs, the antelope Princess found a familiar muzzle, it was hard to miss her... Nadrah always made an effort to show off her rare and distinct patterns. Nadrah simply smirked at her from across the room, slowly making her way towards the Princess.

"Emira... Fancy seeing you here. You're a little late... heheh although I don't think they do installment plans for the good stuff." She chuckled making fun of the Princess recent credit card destruction, while sipping on her martini.

"Get out of my way, you smirking whore! Where's my brother?" Emira demanded looking around for Mustafa, with blood in her eyes. She had thought that Jake had abandon her at the night club, and she had cried herself to sleep that night. Now she finds out that her brother had him abducted, she gritted her teeth as she scanned the crowd.

"He's somewhere around, I'm sure." Nadrah said with a casual shrug of her shoulders, her gloating smile absolutely infuriating. "Forget about him. Come, let's see what else they have... maybe we can share if we find something we both like." The venom was pretty much dripping out of her voice and Emira got the feeling that the ocelot knew something she didn't.

The auctioneer's gavel banged once, barely drawing her attention for a split second. "Eight point nine six! Sold! Thank you very much, madam I'm sure you're going to enjoy him very much." The cheetah nodded to the giddy mink in the crowd, as the stallion hopped off the stage to scoop her up in his solid arms. He would be joining her on a two year contract in Switzerland, where he would do anything she desire.

"Where's Jake?" The sleek antelope Princess snarled, looking around the crowd again as she began to search.

"Jake? Jake who? I don't know any Ja- Oh look! There's a Jake... Jake Sawyer, I saw him at the movies only last week so big and strong... so heroic." Nadrah feigned surprise in a over the top manner, pointing to the podium were the big canine was being lead up.

As Emira watched her brother stepped up beside the naked American, smiling and gesturing as Jake slowly turned. Showing off his powerful body, with its new tattoo to the massive crowd. "Most of you will recognize the famous American movie actor... Mr. Jake Sawyer who has been so good as to place himself up for bid... all for charity of course." The Prince called out, as he proudly displayed the big naked pit bull to the room. The American was looking strangely glassy eyed and far away, certainly nothing like he was looking the night he was dancing with her. His eyes were down cast... his wide square shoulders slumping meekly, while that handsome muzzle was smeared with shiny globs of semen. It was almost hard to believe that this was the same male, gritting her teeth Emira started towards them. "Charity all remember this is all for a very good cause... so bid high please." The Prince stepped aside and the smiling cheetah moved up, laying a paw on the canines broad shoulder.

"Who will start the bidding for the magnificent..." He paused making a face like he couldn't stomach calling the pit bull that, but quickly went on with his spiel. "Specimen of male-hood... this famous entertainer... the idol of millions of young boys... do I hear a starting bid of... five hundred thousand."

"I'll start it... his mouth alone is worth that much." Ari called out from his place on the cushions, Jillian once again riding his hard cock was she watched the action. The black rams words making room roar with derisive laughter, as more voices called out nasty taunts.

"Good... very good I have five hundred thousand who will give me eight hundred thousand." The cheetah called out in a wheeling tone as he surveyed the crowd, well aware that that most of the crowd had been nauseated by the Americans sex with the ferals. So the cheetah knew this was going to be a uphill battle, and so was delight as the next bid came in.

"Three million..." The sound of that voice made Emira spin in place, looking back at Nadrah with pure hatred in her eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Emira hissed at the sexy ocelot, who was looking at her with derision.

"Bidding..." Nadrah said flatly, thin her lip's curling up in the most infuriating smile as she looked lazily over at the Princess. "He is quite good looking, this one... even if a little damaged perhaps, but still enticing."

"Five... five million." The Princess called over her shoulder automatically, as the ocelot flashed her a smirk. Casually taking another sip of her martini, as she returned Emira's look with one of her own.

"Feeling generous are we? Five one!"

"Stop it... five point two. You don't even want him!" Emira wanted to claw at her smug muzzle, she was just doing this for spite. The two of them had been fierce rivals, since they first laid eyes on each other. Every day of their lives was a game of one-upping the other at everything they did, wearing the most beautiful designer dresses. Attending the most exclusive of parties, befriending the most influential socialites; having the most followers on Instagram, etc. The young antelope hated her guts, and wouldn't piss on her if she were on fire and begging to be put out.

"Aren't you without funds at the moment..." The pretty ocelot purred wickedly, waving a bid of five point five at the cheetah. Who happily called out the bid... before he began extolling the big canines fame and good looks, as he tried to talk the crowd up. It seemed to be working, because a young buffalo upped it to six million excitedly.

"I have my personal accounts..." She snarled darkly, not wishing to admit that she was more than a bit cash strapped at the moment. "Six point five million."

"Really now? What would you even do with him anyway? Seven..." Nadrah called with a careless flip of one paw, the sneer on her pretty muzzle making it look ugly for a moment. She had already learned about Emira's cash strapped nature from Prince Mustafa, it always helped to have inside formation the ocelot knew.

"I could ask you the same. Eight..." The Princess snarled, knowing she had just past the amount she had in her own account. She was going to have to trade in some of her other things, to get the money to pay off that bid.

"Nine five... There's just something about him, you know..." Nadrah purred with a wide smirk, she had her inside information and knowing it was hard to conceal her gloating smirk. "Besides, who knows? He has many director friends... perhaps you'll even see me on the silver screen in the future." Nadrah purred with a wide smirk, as the stunned cheetah licked his lip's in shock and excitement. Emira danced back and forth from one cloven hoof to the other, she wanted the American very badly. Looking at her hated rival for a moment... Emira bites her lower lip as the ocelot smirked at her.

"You're doing this just to hurt me..." The pretty antelope Princess moaned, biting her lip and looking around. "Ten million..."

"Oh no, my darling Emira. You did that do yourself." Nadrah snickered turning to the stage, sipping her martini slowly with a wicked smirk on her lips.

"Do I have ten million one? Ten one... anyone? Going once... going twice... last chance going for tem million... Sold! Thank you ladies and gentle males, thank you your highness." The plainly relieved cheetah gushed, quickly began to gavel the bidding closed. He had never expected to get so much for the_'dog whore'_ as everyone was now calling the big American canine.

Immediately, Emira felt a sense of intense buyers' remorse, as she looked at the disheveled pit bull. Now that the dust had settled, she realized this wasn't the brash, macho American grinding up against her in the night club before. The slumping male was covered in cum and other bodily fluids that since up a rank musky odor. Emira stared in disgust, when she finally processed what was freshly tattooed on the hunky stud's muscular back. What she'd thought to be an intricate tribal tattoo, actually depicted the great Jake Sawyer blissfully being bred on both ends by Mustafa's feral guard dogs. Between his thighs, his thick cock erupted cum all over a ink image of the American flag. Mustafa simply smiled lightly at her enraged features, as he towed the towering male over to her by a leash.

"You fucking prick!" She spat at her brother, some party guests pausing to stare in shock at the way she spoke. Anyone else addressing royalty like that would be thrown out, multi-billionaire or not.

"Congratulations, little sister..." Prince Mustafa calmly, not willing to taking the bait and lose his temper in front of his guests. "The Timor Education Fund for Impoverished Youths thanks you for your generous contribution. Here is your prize." From his coat pocket, Mustafa withdrew a plastic bag with what appeared to be a pale bloodied stick in it.

"What the fuck is this?" Emira took the bag with two fingers, looking at the gross object within it carefully.

"Some assembly required, I'm afraid." Mustafa shrugged his shoulder, the smile on his muzzle even more mockingly infuriating than Nadrah's.

The sight of the bag seemed to shake Jake from his catatonic stupor, the big pit bulls jumping as he looked down. "Wait Is- is that m-my... my..." His hands instantly went to his limp sheath with its soft organ, suddenly he was able to connect a few things.

"Technically, it belong to Emira's now." The Prince corrected the famous movie star with a firm smack on the ass-cheeks. "As does the rest of you... per the standard one year contract. I saved him just for you my dear sister..." Mustafa explained with a wry smirk, as both Princess and slave looked sickened. "It should just snap right back in, or so I'm told. All it will take is a minor surgery, there is a chance of impotence naturally with such things of course. Also there is a ninety day recovery time, but waiting only makes it that much more enjoyable or so I've been told."

Emira stared at the bag in her hand and then at the hunky American's drooping sheath. Any thought of rinsing him off for a night of passion was immediately dashed, fury flooding her as she realized this had all been for nothing. Even now, Jake Sawyer's once impressive maleness sagged pathetically between his thighs without its baculum. The brawny super stud was essentially neutered now, his impressive penis incapable of an erection. Gripping the bag in both hands, she angrily snapped that bone to two. Jake jerked in shock, his mouth gaping open in horror at her destruction of his baculum bone.

"You ass, Mustafa." Emira shook with rage at being tricked by her brother, suddenly she heard that hated giggle... 'Nadrah'. They just made her pay ten million dollars... money she didn't have... for a vandalized male without a working penis.

"Oh, I'm the ass now, am I?" The Prince wore an ugly scowl, as he looked down at his little sister. "You went out of your way to fuck this American mongrel, just to get back at papa and me. Yet it is I who am the ass here? I threw that party just for you... I thought that perhaps you might appreciate it if I cut you some slack. Close an eye for you to mingle... to have a little fun of your own, and how do you repay me? You sneak out to some seedy night club, in the middle of the night without telling anyone. You do realize we're still trying to fix your mess in Monaco, no? You don't think... you never do. Now look at you... in debt again because of your brashness and wanton nature."

"All you do is control me..." The pretty Princess snarled between gritted teeth, as she snapped that already broken bone yet again. The big pit bull beside her moaning, as that bone was utterly ruined right in front of him.

"You are young and you need to understand that your actions have some very real world consequences." The Prince took on a more gentle tone, as he gently cradled her cheek in the palm of his hand. "You must realize that we do these things because we love you, and we want to protect you even from yourself." Emira sighed softly, the pretty female on the verge of tears as she looked into her brothers eyes. "Come here... Please don't ever think I do not love you, Emira." Mustafa hugged her tenderly, they were the closest in age and dear friends growing up.

Jake meanwhile surveyed the three of them in disbelief, these folks were insanely self centered. He'd been drugged, kidnapped brutally fucked, forced to give himself to feral dogs, and lastly sold into slavery. Just so this Prince could drive home some family values to his wayward sister, it was so perverse and bizarre he wondered if he were in a Quinton Deangelo movie?

Nadrah coughed softly to get their attention, there was more to this little game after all. Prince Mustafa released Emira, turning to look at the sexy ocelot.

"Now that that's out of the way, there's still the matter of payment." Nadrah pointed out with glee, plainly she had known about Jakes disfigurement and had bid him up to torment Emira.

"What?! That was all for show, right?" Emira choked looking from her brother, to the sneering ocelot who was obvious enjoying all of this greatly.

"Oh, no..." Prince Mustafa grunted seriously, looking at his sister calmly as she began to fidget. "You really did give actual money to impoverished children." The Prince replied with a wicked smirk, and she got the idea that this was yet another lesson for her. "And no, I'm not lending you a cent."

"Oh come on brother." The pretty Princess moaned, stamping one hoof cutely as she tried to break that bone yet again but it was in far too small a pieces now.

"No, you will have to settle this with the auction house. Sell your cars or your dresses... get the money one way or another." Mustafa ordered looking down at her coolly, she understood that he was making her clean up this mistake herself.

"A yard sale? I can't come up with two million dollars in a week's time..." The sexy young female antelope said in exasperation, glancing around the room for some way out of her troubles.

"Well, as it happens... " The smirking ocelot purred, strolling up to share a nuzzle with the very nervous looking cheetah.

"No..." Emira snarled through gritted teeth, even as her hated rival smirked gloatingly at the ruined bone in her hands. The Princess already knew where this was going, why else would Nadrah still be here if there wasn't anything in it for her?

"The blue Jimmy Choos... you know which ones. And that cute Burberry jacket, the one you wore to Paris in January." Nadrah grinned triumphantly, as she saw Emira sigh in defeat nodding her head curtly.

"Fine." Emira growled turning away from Nadrah, as the ocelot handed the cheetah a check she had already written out.

"Nice doing business with you Mustafa... Emira." Nadrah nodded to both of them, before stalking off to the bar for a refill. Jake Sawyer stared after the ocelot, her spots mesmerizing in the backless dress she wore. Did the attractive feline really conspire to ruin him over a pair of shoes and a jacket?

"Well that's that then." Mustafa shrugged carelessly, straightening his suit as he looked at his sister. "Enjoy the party, I suppose. I am exhausted myself... it's off to bed with me."

"Wait, what am I supposed to do with him?" Emira gestured to the muscular pit bull, as Mustafa pressed the leash into her small hands. Jake blushed as she wrinkled her nose, the musk of cum and feral dog still rank upon him.

"That... is up to you my dear sister." Prince Mustafa sighed heavily, knowing the American couldn't befoul her with his ruined male hood. "I suppose if you're still interested in him, you could give him a bath for starters. And then tomorrow, maybe we'll see about repairing his maleness... if that is what you wish." The Prince took the bag from Emira, looked at the tiny pieces of broken bone for a second. "Well that does complicate things considerably." He tossed the bag and its ruined bone in the trash, while Jake whined pitifully. Smirking, he slapped the much stronger male on the cheek condescendingly, before stalking off to the bar for another drink. He watched as Emira lead the American off to one of the spare cabins, to get the big canine cleaned up. She was definitely going to need some aides, if she ever hoped to have intercourse with the strapping stud. Prince Mustafa made a mental note to have a strap on delivered to their cabin, he would leave it up to her to decide whose hole it would end up in. He considered having Jillian take it up herself, it would be quite amusing if Jake Sawyer went home being stuck like this. Only able of achieving orgasm by being mounted like female, by his own girlfriend who was soon going to be pregnant.

He spotted Ari and the American lions tidying up and getting dressed, slowly the Prince strolled over to him.

"Leaving so soon?" The Prince inquired with a faint smile, he had been thinking to take Gina to bed again.

"Ah, the lions are still on vacation after all... there's still much to see as you know. I don't want to be a bad host... we will be back for supper although." Ari winked as he tidied his suit up, catching the young royal eyeing up the sexy lioness again as she licked her lips. It was evident, the two of them were very much interested in some more play time with each other.

"Thank you, my friend. You've done my family a great service... I couldn't have done it without you." The Prince snickered happily, this whole association with the ram was proving to be very pleasurable.

"Oh, there's nothing to it... really. Americans, right?" The handsome ram snickered lewdly shaking his horned head with a derisive smirk.

Prince Mustafa chuckled he certainly enjoyed them, of course he was aware that only certain ones were what he liked. "Americans." He agreed with a wide smile, knowing that Ari was a master at finding just his type of playmates.

*

The pretty white Tigress watched in silence, as the Princess used the massive strap on to pound Jakes wreaked tail hole. The big pit bull moaning and whimpering weakly, his limp boneless cock dangling down limply. Jillian could tell that the small nub in the inside of that harness, was rubbing the Princess just right. The pretty antelope having a dozen orgasm's, as she pounded the famous actor to a gushing climax of his own. Standing up she stripped off that harness, smiling faintly as she strolled over to the feline. "He's all yours... such as he is." Emira snorted, shoving the strap on back into the tigress's paws as she strolled by with a smirk. She would forever know the truth about the famous American, how he was a fake hero and a useless male who could never fuck anyone. She had destroyed his bone with her own hands, as she watched the pretty tigress slipped that harness on. Giggling softly as she strolled over and pounce on top of her boyfriend, making him suck that huge dildo clean before she shoved it up his tail hole again.

FIN