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Champion's fall...

The handsome black ram stepped out of the executive towers, at the Business Bay which consisted of twelve towers. These included residential, commercial and office towers loomed up around him. Ari had been sent to Dubai for the week, tending to some company affairs with the UAE Vice President. The higher ups wanted to acquire a smaller German company and they arrange for Ari to entertain the company representatives. As it turned out one of those representatives was Lars Schneider, a white shepherd who is keen on catching the upcoming fight between reigning UFC heavyweight champion, Lewis Bishop and rising star, Javier Iglesias in Abu Dhabi while they're were there. The black ram wasn't really very interested in MMA fighting, but Lars had piqued his interest when the German mentioned that Lewis was an American. Who was set to marry his high school sweetheart in the coming month after the bout, Ari looked over the massive grizzly bear on the poster.

The huge reddish bear's muzzle showed a number of old scars, one eye seemed to be pinched half closed from being damaged in the past. This fellow was not just big and strong, he was a dangerous alpha male... the ram knew Lewis could easily break him in half. Yet somehow this just made it all the more exciting, Ari felt an intense desire to humble this powerful American beast. He had discussed the fighter with Lars, the white shepherd knew a great deal about the champion because of his interest in the sport. And was happy to share his knowledge, the more he talked about the big American the more Ari desired to try and break him. A plan starting to form in the handsome rams wicked mind, he would need plenty of help of course. Luckily he had powerful and well placed friends to call upon, he follow the number in his smart phone. Calling as he rode back to his suite in the Burj Al Arab hotel, it was a great place to meet foreign tourist.

He'd spent the last few days in the company of a English roe deer couple, they were upper class twits who drank far too much. Ari had spent the last few days showing them a good time, which consisted of site seeing in the day and drinking in the evening. The stag would drink himself into a stooper, leaving his loving doe to Ari to see too. It had started out innocently enough, dancing and kissing as her husband lay semi conscious nearby. Soon the handsome ram was rutting her hard, right beside her drunken husband in the bed. The first few nights Ari slipped away afterwards, but the third night she had begged him to spend the night.

The stag awoke the next morning to find Ari's stiff cock still buried inside his wife, but like a good English gentle fur he hadn't said a word. Simply getting up and staggering into the suite's bathroom, while the ram rutted his wife once more. It had surprised the ram when they found him in the bar later, both deer acting as though nothing had happened. They spent the day just like they normally did, only that evening Thibault had not gotten so drunk. And had sat in a chair and watched as Ari had taken his lovely young wife to bed, the ram found himself enjoying putting on a show for the rich English noble. Breeding his lovely wife over and over, as the stag had stroked his own stiff cock to orgasm. He don't speak and had looked down submissively when Ari had glanced around at him. The black ram had spent the night inside the pretty doe, and the next day they were all just good friends again. Tonight Ari planned to move thing to the next level, he sensed that Thibault was already feeling very submissive to him.

Just then his call connected and Prince Mustafa answered, Ari could hear the sounds of soft grunts and moans in the back ground. "Aha Ari... so good to speak with you again." The Prince greeted him happily, there was a husky breathless sound to that voice that hinted at what was going on. Making the ram smirk as he listened for a moment, Saia was whimpering and grunted lustfully. "To what do I owe the honor of this call?" Prince Mustafa panted breathlessly, plainly he was drawing close to the peak of pleasure.

"I have a idea to break another American... a UFC heavyweight fighter known as the beast and I was wondering if you might like to possess him." The wicked ram stated flatly, making the Prince roar with laughter as he thrust more and more swiftly.

"Hahah... that does sound truly amazing my friend. The UFC heavyweight champion, Lewis Bishop and rising star, Javier Iglesias are planning to have a championship bout over there this week. I am planning to attend it should be quite the battle, Zaid is very certain this up and comer will win. I on the other hand have watched this American rise up through the ranks, his is a very powerful fighter a true male." The Prince chuckled as his body convulsed in orgasmic pleasure, releasing his seed deep inside Saia as the jaguar moaned and thanked him. "However I currently thoroughly preoccupied with my sweet Saia here... the things we have gotten up to have kept me busy. Add to that the fact father is still highly upset with me, for allowing Emira to keep that worthless actor bitch. Heheh... father need not worry I saw to it the doctors sterilized him, that cur will never produce any offspring now... Hahah."

"I see well perhaps I will see you at the bout... I advise that you do not bet on the bear." Ari chuckled darkly his conversation having given him an idea, he phoned Alejandro to ask for dirt or rumors on the strong grizzly bear.

Ari knew very well that the Spanish embassy worker had certain connections, within all the other embassies and major establishments in the area. Including the hotel chain that was hosting the big American bear and his entourage, if anyone could discover the fighters secrets Alejandro could do so. Like many embassy workers the world over, Ale was more of a spy than one would ever expect. It was late in the day so connecting with the panther, is as easy as dialing his personal cell phone number. "Buenas noches..." The sleek feline answers his voice sounding a bit worn, it had been a long frustrating day for him and plainly he was tired.

"Feline devil..." Ari joked in reply, getting a hardy laugh from the panther who instantly sounded more excited and happy as he answered.

"Ari... you know me to well... my friend. What can I do for you?" The sleek handsome feline purred softly into the phone, knowing that whatever the ram wanted it would prove amusing and exciting. The perfect thing to take his mind off real world troubles, a bit of amusement was always welcomed. "Found some tourists to play with... are you going to sire some new American's? How many Americans are you the father of now?"

"Hahah... a dozen at least... But no... Brit nobles actually, a deer herd is going to have a lamb in it." Ari laughed as he listening to the panther snickering, followed by the faint sound of a zipper sliding down. "However I was wondering if you could help me out a bit... I need to find out some information about a certain American bear." The handsome black ram explained, knowing he had the panthers interest by the way the feline grunted softly.

"Oh... and you think that I might help... just what American bear are we talking about?" Alejandro teased there really was only one that the ram might be talking about, surely the panther had already guessed the answer. But like all felines he like to play games, so Ari when along with his friends little game.

"UFC heavyweight champion, Lewis Bishop." Ari replied at once, hearing the panther chuckling in delight on the other in of the line. There was the sound of movement, and the feline grunted softly as he listened to the ram.

"Damn your going after dangerous game this time... I heard he mangled some wolf special forces guy in a bar in Russia. That damn near got him band from the ring, they had to move his bout to Dubai. Because the Russians tossed him out of the country for that... turns out the wolfs sire was in the parliament. And Lewis didn't just beat him up... he made that pup into his bitch for the night." The panther was sounding both amused and intrigued, Ari knew at once he could count on the felines help. "I'll tell you what... I will see what I can find out. Give me a day... to call around to my contacts and see what I can dig up. But you had better be careful, this isn't one of your passive chastity cage wearing sissies." The panther warned with a chuckle, it was plain that he liked Ari from the warm tone in his voice.

"The way you talk about him... you seem rather confident he'll win." Ari snorted as he listened to the panther's warning, knowing there was a good bit of truth there. He couldn't confront the big ursine like he had done Chase... he'd need to trick him in some fashion.

The handsome panther scoffed, stunned to hear that anyone seriously thought the other fighter had much of a chance. "Have you seen him? He demolishes everyone in the first round... it's almost pitiful if they're still standing for round two. The new guy is good don't get me wrong, but he doesn't stand a chance against Bishop." Alejandro snickered, picturing the huge reddish grizzly standing in the ring roaring in victory over his crumpled opponent.

"Oh? How about a wager then?" Ari chuckled in that teasing tone, he used to get a reaction out of certain males like the feline. "Mustafa and Zaid have money down." Ari drawled suggestively... knowing that was Alejandro's kind of thing.

Alejandro chuckled softly, so the ram wanted to wager something... the feline knew just the thing. "You know I'm not interested in taking money from a friend."

"What will it be then?" Ari asked grinning widely as he stepped out of the taxi, paying the drive with a wad of bills. They both knew the ebony feline treasured experiences over material possessions; the more taboo, the better.

"Hmm... How about this? Winner gets to fuck the loser. You and I both know you want me." There it was... and the truth was Ari did indeed desire to surmount the sleek sexy feline. Alejandro had always made it plain his was a straight male... a rut not gets rutted kind of male just like Ari. The black ram smirked, they both wanted to take and break the other it seemed.

"Hahaha.. don't be foolish..." The black ram warned his friend, after all one of them was going to end up being fucked. He heard the feline snarl on the other end of the line, knowing that Ale thought this was a wager he couldn't lose. "Are you sure? What would Maria think, when she comes home to find me balls deep inside her male?" It was a calculated taunt not a warning, of course the ram would love to have the pretty female watch him rutting her mate.

"Heh... I like my odds." The panther chuckled, his mind flashing back to the times he had seen the ram naked. Desire for that tiny pink tail hole burning within him, it would be a good lesson in humility for his friend. "It's a bet. I'll see what I can dig up on him, but you are out of luck this time my friend." Alejandro chuckled again as he ended the call, certain nothing he could uncover about the big bear would let Ari win their bet.

**

The black ram spent the rest of his day at the I.M.G Worlds of adventure theme park, along with Thibault and his lovely wife Winifred. Ari found it a bit on the juvenile side, however the two tourists seemed to enjoy it. And the ram knew that the more adult entertainment he enjoyed would happen later on in private. After a very nice dinner, which the ram had spent teasing the sexy doe under the table as he husband had watched grinning nervously. Instead of going out clubbing they had all returned to the couples hotel suite, all three of them undressing as Winnie strolled off to take a quick shower. This was the first time he had been alone with the stag, slowly Ari circled around him looking his sleek naked body over. The ram smirking, as he examined the deer's tight balls and slender sheath as Thibault stood there awkwardly. The sheep was quite a bit bigger where it counted than the Brit deer, he had already known this of course from the tightness of Winnies pussy. The English noble was only half as drunk as he normally was at this time of night, having drunk more at dinner than he had eaten. The black ram gently gripped the stags slender shoulders from behind, massaging them with his strong fingers. Making the handsome deer exhale softly, his long slender neck twisting in pleasure.

"I have to say... I have been enjoying your wife very much." Ari snorted as he pressed himself against the other males furry back, letting the stag feel his hefty cock and balls press against that tight ass. "She really does have a beautiful body... but this ass is even nicer looking." Ari whispered into the frozen stags ear, as those hot hands gripped the deer's ass cheeks lustfully. The handsome noble born deer's body stiffening and trembling like it had been struck by lightning, his breath coming in ragged gasps as the ram's warm body pressed against his own. The handsome roe deer panting for breath, as the ram's hot hands began to roam over his naked body. The well borne Brit trembling harder as those hands caressed his body, strong fingers pinching the deer's stiff little male nipples. The handsome sheep's woolly body grinding against his backside, as one shockingly hot hand slipped down to fondle the stag's sheath and balls. "I've watched you pleasuring yourself... while I give Winnie the rutting she deserves. Thinking the whole time, that someone was wanting to join his wife in feeling my cock."

"Bloody hell!" Thibault exclaimed in shock as he felt that hand on his male organs, he'd heard about this kind of thing his whole life. He'd went to boarding school, had heard about certain males doing these kinds of things. Honestly as a horny teenager he had secretly fantasized about it, but hadn't the courage to seek out a male who might do it with him. Now here he was in some foreign land, allowing the male who had been cuckolding him for almost a week now... to molest him. Was he really going to do this... the sexy stag was feeling very submissive to the ram. It was part of the kink of surrendering one's mate to another male, he had done this once before in Spain on their last vacation four years before. The handsome Spanish bull had taken Winnie on the veranda, while he had listened and peeked through the window. But the bull had never made any move to subjugate him, Thibault realized with a shock that he had secretly wanted that. "Bollocks... oh bollocks." The shocked English deer whimpered weakly, as the wicked ram fondled his male organs until that slender rut stick was dangling out dribbling.

"I am going to rut you. Unless you stop me... I am going to take and enjoy your muzzle first." Ari explained as his fingers left those stiff nipples, reaching up to grip the others antlers twisting his head around. The ram pressed his mouth over the stag's, Thibault resisted that kiss for a moment... even as Ari began to stroke the deer's slender erection. That meek resistance quickly melted away, and the stag was soon kissing back eagerly. The two of them stood there for a moment, embracing as they kissed passionately. Finally the ram broke that kiss, stepping back the smirking sheep looked Thibault in the eye's. Reading in those big dark orb's the deer's desires, Ari gestured to the floor at his cloven hooves. The shuddering stag turned looking into the ram's eyes, before weakly dropping to his knees in front of the grinning sheep. The sexy ram smiled as he looked down into the stags eyes, reveling in the other males surrender to his potent masculinity. Ari pulled the deer's nose into his own crotch, feeling the other gulping in his powerful male musk. Those soft lip's kissing his hefty testicles, chuckling as he watched the other male worshipping fat orbs. "Ammm yes... thank those big balls for all the pleasure they have been providing your sexy wife."

"Thank you... thank you for pleasuring my Winnie." The handsome well borne deer moaned in his posh accent, slowly starting to lick the other males sweaty genitals. Making the ram laugh more and more lewdly, as that lapping tongue washed his male organs. The sheep's thick cock jutting out powerfully, rocking his hip's Ari smacked that stiff fucker against the stag's cheeks. Splattering shiny pre-cum over the deer's soft tawny fur, even as the handsome ram gripped the stag's antlers. Ari watched as the other males tongue licked at the leaking tip of his throbbing fucker, soon those velvety lip's were wrapping around that cock tip.

"Hahah... yes that is right." Ari snickered gloatingly, as he watched the wealthy foreign male's lips eagerly slide around his hard shaft. Gently he stroked Thibault's soft head fur, allowing that hot mouth suckle him deeper and deeper inside. "Words are cheap and easy... it is pleasure you need to provide for all the pleasure this hard cock has given your wife." The black ram snickered softly, as the wealthy noble borne stag began to bob his head up and down that thick ram cock. Ari heard the shower turn off, as Thibault began to really get into pleasuring that hard male organ. "Ammm hmmm... that's it... look at the way those lip's are pursed. And that tongue lapping and tasting every inch of that big hard cock... you're a good little cock sucker." The ram taunted lustfully watching as his words made the other male's excitement grow, plainly he was enjoying the verbal abuse even more than the sexual subjugation. There was a loud 'Slurping' as those soft hot lip's broke suction for a moment, as the ram's testicles smacked softly against the passive deer's chin. The wealthy noble born stags mouth proving inexperienced, but highly enthusiastic as that hot mouth worked to pleasure the stud who had been rutting his wife.

The restroom door open soundlessly and the pretty doe stepped into the room, her eyes widening in shock as she took in the scene. Her husband a member of the house of lords, was on his knees in front of the foreign ram. Ari flashed her a wink and a gloating smile, her husband having not realized that she had return yet. Because he was so busy concentrating on sucking his first cock, gruffly Ari grunted lewd instructions to him in a wicked sneer. Both praising and cajoling in the most vulgar terms, those filthy words only driving Thibault on to work even hard to pleasure the ram. Winifred watching as her mate suckled that hard male organ more and more fawningly, the young stag's slender cock bouncing up and down dripping pre-cum all over the hotel carpet. The sexy female looking more and more disgusted with her male, as it became unequivocally obvious that he was loving sucking this top male off. Slowly she strolled over and lay down on the bed, spreading her legs to display herself to the grinning sheep. One hand touching her breasts, while the other began to stroke those soft sex lip's. Pleasuring herself, while watching her husband serve the pleasure of another males thick, hard stud stick. It was a open invitation Ari understood that, she was trying to lure him away from her husband's eager mouth. "Heh."

**

The handsome panther gripped the larger males head, slamming his barbed feline cock down that passive throat. Fucking in and out powerfully for a long moment, using the other males muzzle like it was his own private pussy toy. Cramming that hard feline fucker balls deep into the bigger males throat and then holding his cock there as the other struggled and gagged weakly. The other males soft lip's kissing the furry tip of the panthers sheath, Alejandro knew he couldn't breathe around that hard organ in his throat. He felt those strong jaws gripping and chewing on his cock, but since the other male had no teeth so it was only a mildly pleasurable experience. He gripped that big head hard, holding it in place as the bigger male struggled to pull away and get a breath of air. He waited until those wide eyes had began to unfocus a bit and then shoved the others head back allowing him to choke and gasp for breath. "Speak..." The handsome panther ordered coldly, watching the bigger male nod as his caught his breath.

"The bear is a real... how do you say... Shit hole. He wreaks every male they hire to spar with him... beats them senseless and then rapes them. They can't find males to do it anymore, so they have been hiring handsome male prostitutes. He likes them big and muscle bound body builders... but he has been very rough even with them, luckily he has plenty of money to pay them off." Alejandro gripped the big Tigers board head, slamming his cock in and out of the other felines toothless maw again. The big feline just knelt there passively letting the small feline use him, plainly the massive striped feline was severely traumatized.

"Is that what happened to your teeth? That is nothing I have not heard before... keep talking slut." The lustful panther snarled, spearing his hard barbed cock down the big former fighters throat. Even as the plainly bruised and battered top predator moaned weakly while nodding his broad head. Alejandro chuckled lewdly, knowing that before the older feline had been hired by the American's agent he had been a alpha male once. Poor Ari was biting off much more than he could chew with this one, the panther smirked hoping the bear wouldn't ruin the rams tiny pink pucker. Lewis had certainly done a number on the tiger, broken him so completely that even a slender panther less than a third his size could force him. "I've heard that he dopes... is that right?" The panther pulled his cock out of the other males mouth, letting him catch his breath of a moment. "What other things can you tell me?" Alejandro lifted the other felines huge paws to his own male organ, having the Tiger stroke and fondle him as he sneered down at him.

"No... he does not even drink alcohol... I was surprised, I thought all Americans drank but he doesn't. No one knows why... I asked around... only thing I learned was maybe his girlfriend knows why. He likes to piss inside and on the males to takes... he also enjoys making them eat food off his body." The shattered predator's eyes filled with tears, as he was forced to think back to his time with the huge ursine. "He enjoys making them sniff his musk... likes to scar them with his claws but likes being scarred as well. Another strange thing... he might destroy and rape a male, but he would never touch that males female." Alejandro turned to smile wickedly at the scantily clad tigress who was watching from across the room, she was laying there on the bed smirking faintly as she watched her husband getting abused.

"Don't worry my dear you won't be getting neglected with me around..." The sleek panther sneered winking at her, even as he dicked her mates defenseless mouth savagely again and again. "But first... watch your pansy husband swallow my cum." He heard the big female feline murr softly in amusement, as he gripped the broken tigers tear streaked cheeks. Alejandro's tight feline testicles smacking against the silky fur of the bigger males chin, even as his hard spike slammed down that hot throat. His furry crotch slapping against the tigers broad nose, as he fucked that muzzle savagely for a moment longer. Before throwing his head back as that hard organ erupted, spurting his greasy cum down the other males throat. Sharing a ferocious grin with the female over her mates head, as the passive broken tiger gulped down the panthers salty spoo eagerly.

**

"Uhu... Uhu.. Uhu." Winnie couldn't help giggling as she watched Thibault's eye bulge out with each grunt, as the handsome black ram drove that hard cock home inside the stag's newly opened tail hole. Her handsome husband was on all fours in the hotel bed, Ari gripping his slender hip's as the ram crammed that fat dick into the deer's hole roughly. First she had came back into the room, only to see her mate on his knee's sucking the ram's cock. This had shocked her greatly, she had never expected to see her husband submitting to another male in such a manner. The time before in Spain he had only watched and listened from a distance, this time he had watched while in the room. Now there he was taking her lovers cock, it was both amusing and infuriating to her. She should be the one feeling the pleasure of that powerful male organ thrusting into her body, yet as she lay there watching and touching herself. The pretty doe couldn't deny that it was intensely arousing, even if it did make her doubt her mates masculinity. Moaning and whimpering like he was, her husband sounded more like a doe than a stag.

"You are going to orgasm soon..." The black ram grunted with a lusty sneer, as he looked down at the chuckling doe. It wasn't a boast... just a simple statement of fact that they all recognized as the truth.

"Yes... Ummm gods... Yes please make me orgasm." Thibault moaned out loudly, his long slender rut stick jerking and tensing against his belly. His short tail sticking straight up, as those firm round ass cheeks pushed back into the ram's hard fucking cock. It was obvious the stag was acting more and more sluttish, whimpering and pushing back more eagerly than ever. Like a does in season who badly needs to be mounted and bred by her big strong stud, Winnie was losing more and more respect for her mate watching this.

"Oh I will..." Ari promised leeringly, as he reached over and took the shiny metal cock cage out of his discarded clothing. "But when I do... you are going to lock this on your genitals... you are going to lock them away, because no one needs them. Your wife doesn't need them and now it is obvious that you don't need them neither, all either of you needs is a true male to rut you."

"Wha..." Thibault whimpered looking at the polished metal penis restraint with shock and fear, even as the ram pounded his tail hole harder and faster. "Uhu... well I don't... uhu uhu uhu..." The handsome deer moaned again and again, as that thick sheep cock pounded against his male pleasure gland. "Know as I... Uhu gods... Oho please... Uhu Uhu... Yes... Ohooo YES..."

"Go on love..." The pretty doe giggled, encouraging her husband to lock his male hood away so that other males could breed her all the time. "You know he is correct... you really don't need a dick... Not if you can cum from being fucked... like a female." She laughed again as her husband's long slender cock tensed, spurting out a mighty load of pearly white stag cream onto the bed sheets. Even as the strong young ram spanked his ass savagely, woolly balls slamming against those fuzzy stag balls. As the smirking sheep as last erupted, filling the handsome noble stag's clenching butt hole with Ari's greasy cum. Thibault collapsed muzzle down in the bed, panting for breath as the ram hammered his ass for a moment longer. And then Ari slid out of that quivering butt hole, a thick river of the sheep's cream oozing down from that red, abused orifice. Ari slipped off the bed, as the stag moaned and panted breathlessly as he rolled over.

"I am going to go clean up a bit..." He explained tossing the surprisingly heavy cock cage into the stags hands, Thibault looked down at it as the ram turned away. "If you're not wearing that when I come back... I will not be servicing your wife's pleasure anymore." The ram said plainly, strolling off into the suites large bathroom as behind him he heard Winnie snarl.

"Put it on you sissy git." Ari snickered as he strolled over and turned the shower on, listening to Winnie berate and belittle her husband's male hood. "He's worth two dozen of you in the sack... besides he is right you don't need to fuck, if you can cum from a hard ass dicking."

"I... i wouldn't even know how to get it on..." Thibault protested sounding weak and passive as the pretty doe snorted, yanking the chastity cage out of his hands. Obviously the stag wasn't very eager to have his male organ locked away, but just as plainly he was feeling far to submissive after servicing the ram to outright refuse. His lovely wife was having none of it however, quickly she moved over to where he lay in a puddle of his own spunk.

"So much for a Oxford education..." Winifred snorted as she took the cage apart, before working her husband's balls through the metal ring one at a time. And then worked his limp cock and sheath in as well, the fit was tight but not uncomfortably so. Next she fitted the steel sheath cap over his small male organ, slipping the locking bar back into lock those two pieces together. She turned the small key, locking her mates organ away inside that cold stainless steel cage. "Now you will give him this key when he comes out of the loo and beg him to rut me." Ari snickered as he peered through the half open bathroom door, watching as the pretty doe soothed her helpless mate. The handsome black ram ducking into the shower, standing under the hot water he quickly soaped his rock hard male organ up. Cleaning himself so that he could spent the rest of the night rutting Winnies sweet little cervine sex, while her stag watched the action utterly helpless to do anything about it...

***

The elevator blasted them up so quickly, the readout was a blur of flashing numbers on the digital read out. Dubai's gleaming skyscrapers glinted in the afternoon sun, and the desert sands outside the city slowly became more visible in the horizon the higher they went. Hassan still eyed the smaller ram with suspicion: not completely convinced that he simply wanted to pay the princess a visit to discuss some business. Who could blame him though? Big, handsome and strong... all Ari had to do was trade a favor or two with Mustafa and the big bull would be waking up underneath some billionaire in Ibiza. He doubted the beefy hunk even slept a wink the night before, he could smell the sex on him even though the sheep had plainly showered. It made the big bull feel better somewhat, although he knew that ram had a reputation for being insatiable when it came to female conquests.

Eventually, the elevator car deposited the two of them at the penthouse on the very top floor. They exited into an all-white marble chamber of sorts. with nothing but a pair of heavy vault-like double doors ahead of them. Ari tapped his cloven hooves impatiently as the big bull completed the requisite biometric scans. Ari stared at the floor curiously, noting the almost powdery texture to the tiles beneath him.

"The room detonates in three seconds... if it detects any unauthorized individuals. Infrared cameras and AI monitor anyone and anything coming up." Hassan explained with a obviously distrust, he didn't like these automated protection instead trusting in his team of guards.

"Have there been many mishaps?" Ari asked coyly, the handsome ram was cool and suave yet the bull felt a quiver of distrust from the sheep.

"None... yet." The bull added nastily, making it plain that he was sure that it was only a matter of time until some quest and body guard were killed. Ari simply smiled in return, licking his lip's as if he were enjoying some tart dessert. It was a few moments later, before Hassan could finally speak into the intercom. "Emira... A guest here to see you... one of Mustafa's business partners."

"Come in." The wealthy antelope called curtly from the speaker, Ari heard the sound of frustration in that voice and had to grin. A moment later, the heavy double doors swung inwards, granting them passage into the massive penthouse beyond. Ari adjusted his perfectly tailored Italian suit, it was a habit from his work. The pretty antelope strode towards them from the other end of the corridor, looking even more appealing than the last time he had seen her.

"Ari was it? Good evening - Mustafa said you had a request for me." The pretty antelope adjusted her features as she surveyed the handsome ram, Ari suddenly get the feeling he was being X-rayed by her eyes.

Ari bowed slightly, it wasn't the serious bow he would have given her father or older brothers. "Indeed I do, your Highness." He kissed the back of her offered hand, enjoying the scent of her along with the very expensive perfume.

"Emira, please." The pretty antelope said huskily, clearly smitten by the sharply dressed ram. Hassan simply rolled his eyes knowing she was playing the 'I'm just like you' game her brother often indulge in while bedding his lessers. It was just the kind of think that worried the bull, if she managed to get in trouble with the ram... It would be Hassan who would pay for it... the Prince would do something very nasty for him.

"Emira... I pray you do forgive me, but I wish to as they say... cut to the chase. I have a proposition in mind, something I believe will be mutually beneficial." He flashed the watching bull a gentle smile, for some reason Hassan felt himself relax somewhat. "I simply request to borrow one Jake Sawyer for an afternoon... I promise to bring him back at the most only slightly damaged."

The princess choked at that, she had been tricked into purchasing wreaked the action star by her brother. "J-Jake? What? I-I don't have... Wait a second... I've seen you before... on the yacht... at the auction." Emira was sharp enough to quickly put it all together, this ram had been the one rutting Jake's super model girlfriend. The ram simply smiled cheekily. as the gears turned in the young Princess' head. "You!" She hissed in dislike, making Hassan beam with delight knowing she wasn't about to seduce this male.

"Guilty!" Ari held his hands up in mock surrender, watching the rage in the females eyes melted into passion. Hassan was not at all good at understanding females, the ram could have her easily enough if he had wanted.

"Oh, why me?" The princess groaned, pinching her brow as she walked towards the living room to collapse on a sofa. "Haven't I been punished enough already? Now he wants to turn my home into a whorehouse..." Ari snickered. as he realized she thought Mustafa had began renting out her prize pet to horny males.

"As tempting as that sounds, not quite. I have something more lucrative in mind to settle your debts." Ari sat down on the pouffe adjacent to her, giving her his most winning smile. "Where is Jake? I think he would be very interested in my offer."

"Fifi..." Emira called out sourly into the next room, and the ram heard the 'Click click click' of canine toe nails on the marble floor. A few moments later, the strapping American pit bull emerged from the corridor clad in a frilly pink apron, the American flag collar with its 'BITCH DOG' tag and nothing else. The disheveled stud blushed brightly, as he stood before the finely dressed ram who smirked at him broadly.

"Fifi?" Ari raised an eyebrow questioningly, his smile only growing bigger as the American looked mortified. The both knew Jake's male hood had been wreaked by the Prince, before he allowed his sister to buy the action star. Officially Jake was taking a well deserved sabbatical, somewhere in the south of France as he studied for his new role in his next movie. At least that was what the press were being told, the studio had even hired a look alike to be seen and photographed from a great distance. Some no name look alike was getting the royal treatment in France, while Jake was playing the servant girl.

"Like my faggot brother, I'm not allowed to be alone with proper males. And since my brother has rendered him and utter cunt... he is my servant girl now." Emira explained needlessly, she really only did it to humiliate the big canine. She knew well enough that Ari knew Jake was wreaked, she had talked to the doctors herself.

"Um... hello." The blushing canine greeted the ram curtseying clumsily, for a guy who was so graceful on screen he was a klutz in real life. Boldly, the much smaller ram strode up to the bulky canine to lift the hemp of his skimpy garment up and glance under it. The tattooed hunk looked like he wanted to protest, but he had been used enough to have learned and so said nothing. His sheath and balls were still as sad as before, with the minor addition of a small surgical scar on the latter.

"You have him doing housework?" Ari mentioned pointedly, as he let the cloth drop to cover the famous male's modesty once more.

"Well, he can't do much else after what you and Mustafa did to him, although his tongue is rather talented. It's ridiculous... I can't even be seen alone with him. I have to drag his annoying ex-girlfriend along everywhere I go. And she always slinks off to get what I can't... poor Hassan caught her the other night in the restroom with three males." Emira scowled darkly, although Hassan was grinning brightly at the memory because he had made it four males. The big bull had gotten to breed the tigress in every orifice that sleek body had to offer.

"Well, you're both in luck... because I have just the thing to turn your fortunes around." The handsome black ram assured with a confident demeanor, as he leered at the very nervous Fifi. "Lewis Bishop versus Javier Iglesias." He stated flatly, watching the confusing he knew was coming wash over their muzzles.

"A boxing match?" Emira drawled doubtfully, as the hunky American began dusting the room just to avoid standing around like a piece of furniture. Ari appraised the hunky male's firm rump for a moment, before studying his latest tattoo on that broad back.

"Mustafa has money down... he believes the American will win, but I have certain doubts. While I don't condone gambling, I think you'll find it's more of an investment opportunity this time." Ari watched Jake's sharply rump sway has he worked, his pendulous orbs bobbing just beyond his powerful thighs.

"You're going to rig the match?" The Princess guessed with a sneer, she really did have an excellent mind. Which was one of the things that made her so unruly and ill suited to be a wife to any but the most strong willed male.

"Not exactly..." Ari snickered, as he thought about the way the bear had been treating the rest of the world. "Think of it as vigilante justice. We would be doing something right - Allah smiles at our good deeds." Ari appraised the muscular superstar's tail hole, as the American bent over to retrieve a book he'd knocked to the floor. It was obvious it still saw regular use, no doubt this strong willed Princess secretly enjoyed anally penetrating a male.

"And how exactly do I gain from this? I have nothing." Emira reminded him coldly, she had been stripped of even her favorite clothing and shoes after all.

"I know His Majesty set aside a rather generous sum for your education, and I know a certain ocelot who's willing to match whatever you have... 'However little it might be' her words, not mine."

"That fucking whore..." Emira growled coldly, rolling her head around on her shoulders so that her long neck popped loudly. "No, you are not talking me into this again. Father would kill me, and Mustafa would do something worse. The shame for our family would be to great... I'd never be able to show my muzzle in public again."

"Ah, but you see... I have an ace up my sleeve. We simply cannot lose with Jake here helping us... just you wait, Emira. All I need is a helping paw, and Jake here would be perfect for the role I have in mind. You still like him, do you not? I can tell."

Emira looked exasperated as Ari confirmed his suspicions, she still wanted to have the American rut her. Ari merely chuckled wickedly, as he strode over to bring the dumbfounded American closer to join in on the discussion. Deftly, he undid the tiny apron and discarded the garment, leaving the hunky American stud naked in all his tattooed glory. Ari appraised his heavy pecs and his slight muscle gut - he was a rather handsome specimen even if he was a complete sissy. Americans... daringly, the sexy ram leaned in to give the startled pit bull a smooch on the lips hearing Emira squeal in delight.

"A new baculum - artificial of course. And your testes... you should know I pulled some very special favors for them to give you a vasectomy instead of the full sterilization treatment. At great personal risk on my part by the way. I know His Highness would not be pleased if he knew."

"You mean..." Jake examined his sac those fat orbs still felt strange, yet he had no reason to doubt the rams words.

"Yes, they still work... you can still make little Jake Sawyers somewhere down the line, although I wish you wouldn't. You Americans males are truly pathetic. And your tattoo... perhaps we could get Azzo to improvise something a little more tasteful. One year from now, you will be able to return to your old life as if nothing ever happened. All you need is to do is wager a few million and give me a hand in the how to you say... turning out. You could both disappear for a while, I know someone who could make that happen. Think about it, both of you could be in Tenerife next week waiting for Jake to heal. And after that, there will be nobody to interrupt you if you choose to..."

Emira looked longingly at Jake, while the big pit bull was starring at the ram trying to decide if it was the truth.

"What about you? What do you get out of this?" It was Jake who spoke this time, Ari flashed the big canine a leering smile.

"I have wagered something a bit more personal... I don't want to go into details, but losing is simply not an option. I think you understand, Jake Sawyer." Truthfully, as cool and composed as he presented himself to be, he did feel a small pang of fear at the prospect of losing. He would never be able to live it down, and Ale would make sure everything from the Prince on down knew about it. No, he needed to do everything in his power to win, those firm panther cheeks were practically calling to him. After calling him with everything he could gather about the reigning heavyweight champion, the ebony feline even teasingly let slip that he'd been doing extra squats at the gym.

Emira signed... while rolling her eyes dramatically her time with the actor was on display plainly she had been practicing. "I'm going to regret this, aren't I?" It wasn't a question she was expecting an answer to, so the ram ignored it as she snarled at him. "This had better work."

***

The small city of tents was a buzz of activity, the famous fighter had been bored and disgruntled. So this diversion had been swiftly erected, one would be forgiven in believing it to be a distant mirage in the swirling sands. There were motor bikes and four wheeled off road vehicles crisis-crossing the sands, flying over dunes and stirring up clouds of dust. Five star accommodations, a bar and nightclub, a pool, a helipad, and an open cinema were among the facilities set up for Lewis Bishop and his entourage. The fight promoters wanting to keep their superstar happy and out of trouble, no more unsanctioned fighting and rape. Sometime in the not too distant future, he wouldn't be a draw anymore and they would drop the big bear like a hot potato.

Completing a final jump off one of the larger dunes, the hulking bear abandoned his brand new dirt bike by the bar. To grab an ice cold, non alcoholic beer; wiping the sweat off his brow as he removed his helmet. He grinned at the small, slender red fox, who was making yet another lame joke about the sand. Sam Daid was a semi famous comedian, who had a career because he had made friends with comedians who had real talent. They were always giving him bit parts in their movies, so he was famous mostly by association. Which was how he had ended up in Bishop's entourage, the big bear found him amusing. He laughed more at the fox than with him, beside him was Rickie Jo who was known for the stupid things he filmed himself and his buddies doing. The hyena was laughing at one of his own stupid stories, while flashing the local waiters with his dick. Rickie had brought a long a number of his dumb-ass friends, the big bear liked watching them hurt themselves. And he enjoyed showing off his many scars to them, they were some of the few furs who had as many as he did. And didn't mind getting a few more, strolling past the slender gray stallion the bear reached out and ran a single claw down his naked back. The cut beginning to bleed instantly, making the tall equine squeal and turn around. His buddies instantly seeing the new mark beginning to chant... "Danny Danger.. Danny Danger" as the big equine flash the bear a delighted smile at his new injury.

Lewis killed his fake beer and tossed the bottle away, thinking that he would head back to his tent for a quick shower. Before he had some dinner... and then maybe saw the new Jake Sawyer movie in the open cinema. His girl Carmen was supposed to be flying in tonight, the sexy Vixen was working back in the states. But she would be coming in for the fight tomorrow night, the wedding was schedule for just a few days after that. He knew she would be coming by helicopter, so it wasn't like he could miss her arrival. He past Tad Dolan the son of a famous American billionaire, who like to pal around with fighters. The thin spotted feline was a real wimp, but his good looks and money got him plenty of female companionship. The boys liked that so the big bear let him hang out, more to keep his entourage happy than anything else. He patted the little feline on the head as he strolled by, noticing that the kid was talking up a super model Zebra. Lewis wondered if the kid had heard the same rumors he had, not that it matter watching the boy discover the truth could be fun. The big grizzle saw a couple of suits outside his tent, that normally meant a special delivery from either his sponsors or from his promoters to keep him happy. These guys didn't look like the hotel concierge, so that hinted that the promoters had found him a gift. The big bruin waddled a bit faster, even as the suits smiled and strolled away. The big bear snorted as he strolled into the massive tent, spotting the other big male at once. A canine in one of those silly masks... the kind the Mexican wrestlers wore, the kind that left his nose and mouth exposed. He wore a loose fitting shirt with a half cape, below were a pair of tight fitting trunks.

"Well... well what have we here." The big bear snickered as he strolled into the tent, he began to strip off his clothing at once. Unbothered by the other fur in the room watching, the big canine turned to smile brightly at him.

"I am... the Matador..." The big canine announced with a overly dramatic flourish of his short cape, as he strolled towards the big grizzly. "I have been sent to..." The canine's manner was ridiculously over the top, but his body was extremely well developed. The big bruin's sheath began to plump, as his erection began to jut up out of that furry pouch.

"I know who hired you... I know why your here." The big bear snarled, unbuttoning his trousers and shoving them down his thick thighs. "And I'm going to enjoy the hell out of it..." Jake cringed, inwardly hoping that Ari's plan was going to work... so much of it hinged on that crazy bastard. "But feel free to fight back... I hope to get at least one good scar out of you. Cuz I'm going to give you plenty..." The big pit bull gulped, knowing that his own massive body was purely for show... unlike the bears which was a deadly killing machine. The huge naked grizzly stood there smiling and flexing for a moment, before charging across the room with stunning speed. Jake managed to dodge the bears raking claws, but they caught in that fancy cape. Ripping it and the loose fitting shirt away, fully exposing the big canines heavily tattooed chest. "Very nice work..." The bear snorted, as he forced Jake to circle away from him around the big open space in the center of the tent. "I'll pick somewhere to scar you that is not tattooed..." Lewis sneered glancing down at the pit bulls tight trunks, plainly planning to damage the other males genitalia.

Jake ducked and twisted, doing his best to maneuver the bigger male into position. Suddenly the big canine tripped falling onto his back on the rugs covering the sand, instantly the huge ursine was on top of him pinning him down. The mighty grizzly grinning as he loomed over the smaller male, one huge paw up lifted ready to smash the canine senseless. "I'm going to hurt you... make you bleed." The mighty bruin snarled grinning widely, even as he enjoyed the look of terror in the other males eyes. "And then I'm going to fuck you like the bitch you really are..." Jake felt the bears other paw cup his soft sheath, the grizzly sneering darkly as he felt the canines impotent organ. "Heh... you already are a bitch." That huge paw slammed down savagely hard, instantly Jake was seeing stars of brilliant light exploding in front of his eyes. The big pit bull was only vaguely aware that his fists were pounding hard against the sides of the bears broad head. It was like punching a wooden post, Jake's fists were aching and the bear was only grinning wider with each punch. A tiny trickle of blood oozing from one of the bruins nostrils, as the canine punched weakly at the bears head.

"COLON PLUNGE!" The words were screamed out loudly, followed at once by the sound of wild, insane laughter. As he watched the big bears muzzle contorted in shock and pain, glancing back Lewis looked down to see the nozzle of massive syringe thrust up his tail hole. Watching as Rickie Jo pushed the plunger of a huge gallon sized hand pump, suddenly the laughing hyena spurting a gallon of icy cold Vodka up the bears ass. "Stoli Elit... I mixed in some of Sam's crushed up erection pills and just a pinch of Danny's cocaine... Hehe... heheh.. hehe."

"RRRRARARAAOW." The bear screamed in shock and pain, the look on his muzzle only making the hyena laugh even harder. As he flooded in the bruin's intestines with 90 proof alcohol, under him Jake sobbed with relief as Ari's plan came together. Only one guy was crazy enough to put a joke like this on Lewis Bishop, Rickie Jo was plainly out of his mind on something much more powerful than alcohol. When the ram had told him that the plan relied on the hyena, Jake was certain that they were screwed or more to the point he was. Now as he watched the big bear's muzzle twisted and softened, his eyes almost instantly unfocusing as that massive body relaxed. "Wha... wha..." The big grizzly moaned weakly, as the hyena jerked the nozzle out of his ass. Standing up the insanely grinning hyena danced around the big bruin, as Lewis slowly rolled off of Jake and lay there on the ground. "Ohooo god... Ohooo fuck... wha... wha..."

"Ahaha Hahaha... guy you are so fucking wasted right now." The hyena giggled wildly, as he knelt over the big bruin waving his erection at him. Lewis starred up at that jutting erection, as it drooled a silvery drop of pre-cum down onto that shiny black ursine nose. The massive bruin's nostrils twitched his tongue flicking out to lick over that black nose, the salty taste of that pre-cum making his mouth suddenly water. Intoxication over powering his inhibitions, letting the hidden secret desire take control for only the second time in his life. The first time had been years before, when he was just a teenager in school a trusted older male had gave him bourbon for the first time. Lewis had ended up with his next door neighbors cock in his mouth then as well, the next morning he had sworn off alcohol forever.

"I'm not a bitch..." The savage fighter growled, suddenly sitting up to take that stiff cock into his mouth. The hyena laughing even harder, as he watching the powerful bears lip's wrap around his rather small but rock hard cock. Suckling on it eagerly as Rickie Jo smiled down at him wildly, plainly the hyena highly amused at the big fighter eagerly suckling on his dick.

"Of course you're not... it takes a real male to suck a dick." The hyena roared with laughter, gripping the bigger males head and fucking that mouth eagerly. The hyena yanking the bears partial false teeth out, the fighter having lost all of his front teeth years ago. Rickie tossed the bears gold grill on to a nearby table, as his hip's pumped that soft mouth eagerly. As Jake crawled over to the camcorder Ari had sat up, this was all a part of the rams plan. Carefully the pit bull filmed the action, as the big bear sucked the dick of one of the scummiest furs on the planet. "Now we need to get you all dressed up... can't be a camp whore without the right cloths. Hehehe..." The hyena giggled insanely, as he started taking out the frilly female clothing the black ram had given him. Forcing the drunken bear to start putting the clothes on, even as his balls beat against the bears chin roughly.

The menacing looking bear simply grinned stupidly at the hyena, as he nursed on the that hard cock... slurring something unintelligible as he continued to suckle like a calf. Clumsily, he assembled a slutty harem dancer ensemble complete with fake jewelry: the translucent purple fabric doing nothing to hide his modesty. Between his thighs, his Viagra-stimulated maleness stood up and proud despite his humiliation: making a complete mess of the sash we was wearing. The distinctly feminine garb looked ridiculous on a grizzled beast of a bear like Lewis. The hyena smacked the passive bruin's cheeks condescendingly, as he forced his dick down the fighter's throat.

"Damn, you had practice huh?" The lanky hyena laughed, as he began to hump into that wide ursine muzzle. Behind the camcorder, Jake made sure all of it was documented just as he had been ordered to. On top of being bait, it seemed Ari wanted to make full use of his experience with cinematography. Neither of them could believe that this grizzled fighter was kneeling there with a cock in his muzzle. Lewis moaned as the thick meat left his muzzle with a pop, plainly that mouth didn't want the hard on to pull out.

"Fugg... basstard... yer no friend of my... my dad." The kneeling bruin sluggishly batted the erection away, only slightly aware that cocks weren't supposed to be anywhere near his muzzle.

"Naw, that ain't very nice, little lady." The hyena's voice is taunting, it is not a tone used on the bear very often. At least not anymore, he had been teased as a child of course but that was a very long time ago. "Say you're sorry - kiss it."

"I'mma nota cocksucker..." The burly bruin protested weakly, even as that wide mouth began to drool even more heavily. The drunken bear finding himself wanting that filthy unwashed organ back in his mouth.

"Heh sure you are... Now do it. Be a good girl and say you're sorry." Rickie Jo waved his prick in front of the bear's dripping mouth, watching as the plainly more and more intoxicated bruin tried to focus.

"Imma sorry..." Grimacing, the heavyweight champion drunkenly puckered his lips up for a smooch right on the purple mushroom shaped head. Only to splutter and choke, as the much smaller male above him rammed his full length down the bears throat, parking his pendulous sac just outside of that muzzle.

"Take it, you sadistic fuck - take a hard cock like the pussy you really are. Not so big now, are you?" The hyena is obviously having fun, smiling even more nastily as he fucked the famous fighters mouth savagely. "Faggot cunt cocksucker... always acting like you're so much better than everyone else. Gotta say this mouth is a real cock loving rut hole."

Lewis 'Glurked' and choked around the sizable cock as the hyena bucked wildly into his muzzle, his bangles and dangling chains rattling with the force of the comedian's thrusts. It wasn't long before Rickie barked, just holding him there between those furry thighs as he climaxed right down the massive bear's throat. The big bear nursed hungrily as he swallowed that thick goopy seed, as the smirking hyena spat down on his reddish muzzle. It was a while before the grinning stunt performer withdrew, to smack his sloppy cock over the cage fighter's wide black nose.

"Fuck... what a slut. Now let's get you out there... I'm sure the boys could use some entertainment." Rickie Jo snickered, as he pulled the drunk bear to his foot paws... the effeminate fighter to drunken to resist as the savagely sneering hyena pushed him towards the tent opening.

*

Elsewhere in the tent city, the ram observed from afar as a helicopter touched down at the landing pad, and a throng of bellboys helped a petite red vixen out. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but the vixen was clearly upset about something she had been told. The slinky female stalking off on her own, as the hired males dealt with her bags. Ari tailed her to the makeshift lounge/dining area, dinner was still an hour away, leaving the two of them the only patrons. Tables, cushions and hookah pipes were set up... but the little square overlooking the desert was devoid of life save for the two kitchen staff behind the bar. The handsome black ram watched as the glum fox order a Pepsi, before settling down at a table with a view of the shifting sands and distant city lights.

Slowly, the handsome ram approached the bar to order a glass of white wine. And then with glass in hand ambled slowly over, the vixen looked up as the ram approached her table. She thought she knew all of Lewis's so called friends... all the toady's who tried to keep the famous fighter happy. Like the agents or their sycophant clowns like Danny Danger who had been hired to keep the Lewis busy hurting only the furs who were paid to take it. Be it his drug addled band of dumbass's, or the poor fools the fight promoters found to fight Lewis in the cage. And then there were the parasites like Sam Daid or Rick Jo, who were using the champions fame to prolong or heighten their own. So far they had been far too frightened of Lewis to target him with their cruel pranks, but if they thought they could get away with it... Carmen hated the furs her boyfriend surrounded himself with, and now here she was blown off again so Lewis could go play guy games. "Fucking stupid macho games..." She cursed under her breath, this black sheep was different Carmen sensed that right away.

"Would you mind terribly if I joined you?" Ari inquired in his soft slightly accented voice, that he knew American's found exotic and alluring. "I find drinking with a friend is always better."

"Oh... are we friends?" Carman grunted softly, as she looked the handsome forgien male over for a moment admiring his well tailored suit. She watched as the ram smiled at her, bowing deeply as she looked him over.

"There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven't yet met." Ari said cheerfully as the plainly upset vixen, couldn't help smiling slightly at his courtly manner. It was a old quote from a long dead poet, Ari had found that Americans and English tourist liked that kind of thing.

"Ahem I guess so... please have a seat." The pretty female fox sniffled, upon closer inspection Ari was unsurprised to see that Carmen had been crying softly. The pretty vixen dried her eyes... smiling at him a bit more happily as she watched him take a seat. "Who was it that said that? Ralph Waldo Emerson..." Americans always attributed everything they liked to one of their own, he had gotten this kind of thing hundreds of times.

"No... it was William Butler Yeats actually." Ari corrected her very gently, enjoying knowing more than the obviously privileged vixen. "You are Carmen Miller, yes?" The pretty vixen nodded her head, smiling wider as the ram went on to introduce himself. "My name is Ari Ibn Rashid Iqbal." The handsome ram greeted her warmly, taking the pretty fox's offered paw and kissing it gently. Wishing to impress her with good manners and Arab hospitality even as he drank in her beauty. It was just this kind of display that always won those foreign females over, they were missing out on this kind of old world treatment. It was something they only found in romance novels, the kind where the strong handsome sheik sweeps the plain American female off her foot paws. Which was exactly what Ari planned to do, he had been the one to pay the bellboys to convince Carman that her boyfriend was ditching her to play with his buddies. Carmen smiled as she tried to decide if the ram was trying to put the move on her, no one in Lewis's entourage had ever had the courage to try that. They were all much to frightened of him, she knew he could be cruel and crude especially to other males.

She could not deny that the rams leering eyes and courtly manners were exciting her a lot more than she expected. Feeling dampness in her panties, she watched Ari's nostrils flaring as he drank in the scent of her excitement. The handsome ram leaning back flirting and flattering her, his banter lifting her mood as they spoke. Stunningly she found herself alone with the handsome sheep in her tent, sharing a hookah pipe with Ari as he laugh at her jokes. The scent of acidic burning Hashish filling the air, as they reclined on a enormous pile of cushions. The pretty vixen soon found herself responding to the ram's lavish praise, eagerly showing off herself to the handsome male. Giggling wildly as she realized that they were laying there utterly naked, the black rams hot hands touching and groping her lush body. At the sexy females own invitation, Carmen sucked on the Hookah mouth tip. As Ari rolled over on top of her, the sexy vixen feeling his throbbing erection burning hot against her mounds. The handsome rams hands were on her full breasts, his strong hip's slipping between her soft thigh's.

She knew that it was going too far, that she really should stop things at this point. As she watched he drew his hip's back, the drooling tip of his pulsing cock sliding down her burning sex. "I'm getting married in two weeks..." The stoned vixen moaned softly, as she reached down gripping his throbbing organ... guiding the head into her damp sex. The ram couldn't help chuckling lewdly, as he heard those words and felt her soft fingers on his powerful male organ. She wasn't pushing him away, but guiding him into her own depths it was so very American.

"Consider this my wedding present..." The handsome black ram said with a bright smile, as his strong hip's pushed forwards burying his length inside of her needy sex. The real gift was still inside of his hefty testicles, billions of squiggling sperm that would plant his offspring inside her womb. Carmen let out a loud moan of delight, as his hard cock pushed balls deep inside of her. The sexy vixen whimpered, that hot sex growing even wetter as she clenched down on his pulsing rut muscle.

"Ummm... Yes... oho fuk yeah." The pretty fox moaned as Ari's heavy, woolly sac swing and swatted the sexy vixen's thighs firmly, as the lustful ram vigorously thrust his stiff pole through that sleek vulpine slash, relishing the act of claiming her sex while her boyfriend was being abused just a short distance away. Soon the horny vixen was groping and pinching her own nipples, licking her soft, furry lip's as the sheep slammed into her harder and faster. "Oho gods yes... I've been missing this." Carmen admitted breathlessly as Ari, gripped her muzzle and yanked it up kissing her mouth savagely. Lewis had never kissed her with so much passion, the foreign ram seemed more turned on with every thrust. Plainly she wasn't getting the rutting from her boyfriend that she needed and he was determined to give it to her.

*

On the far side of the newly sat up tent city, in the huge nightclub tent a group of fifty males roared with laughter. Things had started off innocently enough, as Rickie Jo past the intoxicated bear off to the other guys. As they danced the drunken fighter around, but as they smelled the scent of cum on the bears breath. And the laughing hyena told them about the big bruin sucking his dick, things had rapidly gotten more dark and perverse. The big bruin was barely able to stay on his feet paws by that time, suddenly Sam Daid had the huge beast on his knees. The little fox laughing and making crude jokes at the bears expense, even as his fucked those soft lip's. "Oh wow this bitch has got a mouth on her..." The little fox giggled wildly, gripping the bears small round ears in his small paws hard. "The slut is gunna suck my nuts out right through my dick... If I could find a vixen who sucks this hard... I'd get married again hah."

Danny Danger was the first one to take the plunge, forcing his huge horse cock up the massive grizzly's tiny pink tail hole. It took a lot of lube to get that big blunt fucker up there, luckily by this time the massive predator was far to intoxicated to resist much. Lewis only bellowing and snarling, as the pale stallion got even for the scars the bear had been giving him. Doing his best to utterly wreak that tiny pink pucker, laughing excitedly as he felt that flesh rip as his mighty flare went inside the big bruins asshole. Jake filmed it all over the stallions shoulder, thinking this was one scar the big bruin wasn't going to be bragging about. Whether it was because they were all use to being filmed, or they just liked the idea of being seen abusing the nasty fighter. No one said a thing to Jake about what he was doing, the big canine recording cock after cock going into the MMA fighters mouth and asshole. Everyone from the biggest buffalo... to the tiny miniature horse known as little buddy having a go. Most of them two or three times or more, going from mouth to ass, to mouth again.

It was the giggling drug addled hyena who started the pissing... unable to cum in that suckling mouth a sixth time. Rickie Jo instead fed the big bear his dark yellow urine, pulling out to hose the mighty bruins reddish fur down as well. Soon everyone was pissing on or inside of the already well fucked bear, those frilly female cloth soaked and ruined. While the laughing horse started to fist that wreaked tail hole, punching his thick arm in and out of that ripped and bleeding orifice. Jake winced at the sight, wondering idly if the fearsome cage fighter would be stuck in diapers after this whole thing was over. He'd heard of fisting naturally, but none of this looked pleasurable in the least. No this wasn't about sex pleasure, Lewis Bishop's lackeys were punishing him for being the cruel bastard he was. For all the vapid sluts and brain-dead adrenaline junkies tailing him around from party to party, none of them could call themselves a friend to the borderline psychotic bear. The pit bull crouched to get a low-angle shot of the large ursine spluttering and choking, as he half drowned under the heavy stream of reeking yellow piss from a lanky stallion. The hulking bear was practically putty in the hands of these much smaller furs, and they were taking full advantage of it. Even the suits joined in on the action: a German shepherd from the security detail grabbing the bear's balls to squeeze as hard as he could for his Snapchat.

The piss-drunk ursine simply took his punishments; his indestructibility a double-edged sword. Allowing the other furs to take great fun in tormenting the helpless pred, who had taken pleasure in humiliating and harming them.

It seemed Lewis Bishop was subject to every debaucherous act under the sun by the time the camcorder ran out of power. The pit bull crept out of the tent as inconspicuously as he could, not waiting to find out if a whole bowl of fruit would fit up the big bruin's ass. Rickie Jo was betting it wouldn't if they included the whole pineapple, but Danny Danger who had fisted that hole open was betting it would. The canine's silly disguise was on trend with the crazed, cocaine-snorting youths around him. But he didn't trust the flimsy off-brand mask any more than he needed to, plus these guys had been giving his tattooed body the eye. His toned body was attracting enough unwanted attention, as it was Sam Daid had even been offering to suck his doggie dick. Luckily for him, it seemed the entire camp had gotten word of the big bear's comeuppance... because the grounds were practically deserted as Jake slipped away from the tent. Making his way to their rendezvous point near the porta potties by the RedBull truck, he found a napkin under a rock instead of a small black ram.

"Something came up. Meet back at penthouse. XOXO - Your Horned Friend."

The muscular canine crumpled up the note as he swore under his breath... 'Goddamn Arabs...' how was he going to get back dressed like this. He was starting to really hate these rich perverts, thinking if he ever got back to the states he'd never leave it again. Without his phone to call an Uber or a bus stop nearby, he scoured the grounds, eventually spotting a weasel passed out in a pool of vomit. Gingerly, he rifled through smaller males pockets, before finding the keys for a Porsche thankfully there was only four in the nearby parking area.

***

The big bear's groaned in agony, wishing for death as he slowly woke up. Briefly, he wondered if he was already dead and in hell... because his whole body ached like he'd just been hit by a semi. His head especially throbbed and smarted like his head had been split in two and then stapled back together. Slowly, the massive grizzly gathered himself, almost choking on his spit as he eventually came to fully. He blinked his beady dark eyes, as he drank in his surroundings in disbelief. It was cold and awfully breezy, he hadn't felt this way in some years thanks to his success. Everywhere he was brought to, was always properly climate controlled. His bulky body bobbed with the warm waves, the sound of the ocean both strangely sickening and soothing at the same time.

Getting his bearings, the massive bear realized he was buck naked: washed up on a lonely beach. Ahead of him, Abu Dhabi's skyline twinkled in the late evening sky as the sun was just above to vanish over the horizon. He rose to his feet paws with some difficulty, forced to bend over at an odd angle with his rump sticking out. Someone had super glued a cubs inflatable Unicorn swim ring to him, gripping it in both paws he angrily ripped it off. "RARAAAAI." The massive ursine roaring in pain as the glue pulled a lot of his fur out, the pain helped sharpen his mind however. He looked down at his matted fur, finding pink glitter shimmered over his shiny russet fur. His belly bore a ridiculous rainbow motif, like he was some sort of roided up Care Bear. Picking at the hard glitter, he found the culprit had super glued the stuff to him. "Fucking Danny Danger... I'm going to twist his head off and crap down his neck." He wrinkled his nose at the way he smelled, lots of scents from the piss of dozens of males. He didn't dare consider it, but it seemed his whole body was covered in just about every bodily fluid.

"Uhugu..." A sharp pang of pain from his lower half forced him to double over, vague memories of that kind of pain from the night before flooding his head. The big bear jumped as something heavy landed behind him, glancing back he saw it was a bruised whole apple. "Ohooo Nooo... Ohoo my fuckin' god." Gingerly, his finger tip's explored that ravaged hole... horrified that he could feel the cool air blowing up inside of him. 'What the hell happened to him?' He had only vague memories, the last thing he could remember clearly was the bitch the promoters had sent to his tent. The big canine wrestler... he was going to break and then... he felt a phantom stab of pain in his rectum. 'Where was everyone?' But more importantly, who the fuck would do this to him? "Rickie Jo..." The memory of the hyena laughing wildly, while working the plunder of that pump... 'Wait was that drugs and alcohol the crazy bastard was pumping into him.' The memory of Rickie Jo saying 'Stoli Elit... I mixed in some of Sam's crushed up erection pills and just a pinch of Danny's cocaine...' while laughing wildly suddenly coming into focus. His head spun sickeningly, forcing him to vomit onto the damp sand. Lewis shocked at what came out of his mouth, knowing from the smell it was piss and old spooge with just a hint of stomach acid. Rage very quickly started to bubble within him, he was going to tear the hyena limb from limb.

As he stood there dry heaving over the otherwise pristine white sands, a passing bus caused him to do a double take. 'BISHOP VS IGLESIAS.' The massive advertisement making the bear realize with a shock... that the match was tonight likely only a few hours away. The huge bear scrambled as quickly as his hung-over body could carry him, tuning out the jeers and shocked cries as he ran towards the arena. Something bright pink caught his eye in his reflection in the glass, as he ran past a bus stop of confused office workers. In the reflection from the glass, he found someone had super glued a giant pink heart in glitter over his broad rump. His red raw tail hole the center of it, the naked bear didn't get more than half a block before the Islamic religious police picked him up. Luck for him his picture was plaster all over the city, realizing that he was a wealthy and famous fighter. They got a few picture with him, before delivering Lewis to Coca Cola arena dressed in a plain white robe. Outside he was instantly mobbed by photographers, the press picking up on his sickened look and the disgusting smell coming from him. The big bear shoved his way through the crowd, ignoring the questions they hurled at him. Even as the now plainly very excited reporters tried to follow him inside, security stepped in and blocked them off thankfully.

Gary the trainer was plainly relieved to see the big bear, the gray muzzled Jackal looking him over in shock. As the sweaty, sick looking bear stagger into the locker room... snarling as he thought about all the questions the press was now asking. "Damn you look like crap..." Gary grunted as the big bruin stripped off the robe, heading straight to the shower. As the Jackal followed alone behind him, looking that big reddish body over with a half conceal smirk. "What the fuck went on last nite?" Bishop spun grabbing the front of the other furs shirt, his massive paw half lifting his trainer off his foot paws.

"I don't fuckin' want to talk about it..." The big bear watched as the jackals noses twitched, plainly picking up the scent of all that urine that had soaked the bears fur. "Find me something to get this damn glue out of my fur..." The big bear snarl, shoving his trainer away as the Jackal grinned openly at him in clear disdain.

"Yeah sure I'll see what I can find..." Gary snorted turning and walking away, planning to go find a nice quite place to hide. Like almost everyone else around the bear, he was fed up with the way Bishop treated him.

Alone at last Lewis turned on the hot water, climbing under the stream letting the water wash over him. It burned the many small cuts and bruises on his body, his wreaked tail hole starting to throb as a pear dropped out onto the tiles. Making the mighty ursine wince, wondering just how much more fruit had been shoved up inside of him. Lewis washed himself again and again, but still felt dirty and befouled no matter how much soap it used. All the while more smashed up fruit fell out of him, mashed bananas... crushed up grapes and cherries. And then the pool balls started coming out, the big bear stood there as they drop out to clatter loudly on the tile. Just when he thought it was over however, more smashed fruit came out. Finally he felt empty... yet his anus was still gaping open obscenely, crawling out of the shower he called his doctor on the locker room phone.

Before rummaging around in the things they had there, finding his own phone in the clothing. He quickly hit social media discovering Rickie Jo's latest tweet, the hyena had gotten arrested for pissing in a light socket in the hotel. The Islamic religious police had been called and the court had fined him five thousand dollars, before throwing him out of the country. "Turns out its illegal to piss in a light socket in Dubai... who knew? Headed back to L.A. bitches... I will miss the bear pussy tho'! #Lewis Bishop #My bitch." He scrolled back to a picture of his heart decorated ass, that the hyena had posted some hours before. A river of creamy cum was running out of that gaping tail hole, luckily his muzzle wasn't visible in the picture. Angrily the big bear threw his phone across the room, smashing it against the tile wall of the locker room. As flashes of memory flooding his mind, looking up into the eyes of the joking fox. As the little comedian made nasty little jokes about him, glancing back as a massive horse cock was shoved up his asshole. The big bruin shook his head hard, trying to chase those images out of his head as the sound of derisive hyena laughed filled his mind.

Just then the doctor came in... Doc Jonny was a slender gray rabbit who had been hired to stitch up the big bruins many small cuts. He was supposedly a expert in sports medicine, but was more often than not treating the bears hangers on for drug or alcohol abuse. "I didn't figure I'd be seeing you until after the fight Lewis..." The handsome rabbit greeted good naturedly, sitting his black leather medical bag down. Before pulling on some latex gloves, and then moving over to look the bears body over. Chuckling as he saw the glitter rainbow and that big pink heart on the bears ass. "Wild night huh... that's really not like you Lewis." The rabbit observed as he cleaned a number of small cuts, stitching up the larger one quickly. While rubbing antibiotic ointment on the smaller ones, he circled around slowly until he spotted the bear gaping anus.

"I was tricked... one of Rickie Jo's practical jokes." The big bruin growled through clenched gums, he still hadn't found his false teeth. Most likely they had gotten packed up and sent back to his hotel suite with his clothing.

"Damn what happened here?" Doc Jonny demanded loudly, as he knelt down to look at the bears wreaked tail hole. "Good god... that is some rosebud you've got there!" The little rabbit choked in shock and amusement, carefully examining that bruin's blown out rectum with his gloved fingers. "What have you been doing... you're going to need a proctologist to look at this. I can see some minor tearing here, but I think it should be alright in a few days. Just don't shove anything up there in the meanwhile..."

"I... DIDN'T SHOVE ANYTHING UP THERE!" The champion roar loudly, this sudden excerption causing one last pool ball drop out of that ruin hole and into the rabbits paw, Doc Jonny caught it looking at the black eight ball in shock.

"Fuckin' hell! I'm going to give you a broad spectrum antibiotic, if Rickie Jo really did fuck you you're going to need it. I'll take some blood as well... you're going to have hepatitis and herpes tests."

"Can you help me get this crap off?" The big bear snarled pulling at the glitter that was glued to his fur, Doc Jonny tried alcohol swabs but the glue was unfazed. The rabbit ended up using scissors to trim the fur short, managing to get most of the rainbow off his belly. But the heart on his ass was much harder to get rid of, it was going to take days to get that all off. After he took the blood, Doc Jonny hurried off to get it to a local hospital that he was working with for the fight. Leaving the bear alone to get ready, things were beginning to get close Lewis could hear the crowd coming in. The huge grizzly began his pre fight route, dressing and getting his massive paws taped up so his claws couldn't damage the other fighter.

*

The massive crowd waited with bated breaths... for what would undoubtedly be a fight to remember. It was a full house, with tickets having been sold out months in advance, the fancy box seats filled with royalty. Below the stands were abuzz with wild rumors about Bishop being found naked on a beach, having shown up to the arena less than an hour ago under police escort. Some were even whispering that the mountain of a bear had been hazed by his own posse: fucked up the ass and forced to suck cocks. Just the most outlandish and baseless rumors, the kind of thing every fur loved and couldn't help repeating to their friends.

Eventually however, the crowd cheered loudly as their champions entered the arena before climbing getting into the cage. Javier the puma waving cheerfully at his fans, as his lupine manager and trainers trailed long behind him. Bishop on the other hand was noticeably more conservative with his entrance, the bear waddling slowly down to where the cage was set. It seemed that at least some of the rumors were true: the reigning champion looked like shit to say the least, and his jackal manager looked positively grave as he mouthed into the irate bear's ear. Avid fans of the hulking bruin were quick to spot that he was limping ever so slightly, and that his belly had been shaved.

Bishop was sweating ever so slightly; his body trying its best to flush the cocktail of alcohol and narcotics out of his system. He bounced on his heels, feeling his energy and confidence slowly start to return to him. Waking up like he did put a wrench in the works to say the least, but it looked like things were finally the way they were supposed to be. He would clobber the young puma, his cock stiffened at that thought and for a moment he fantasized about fucking the stupid feline right there in the ring. But that wasn't something that could happen, so he contented himself with the thought of giving Carmen a nice long fuck after they got back to the hotel. Thinking of the vixen for the first time, he wondered where she was. His throbbing erection began to soften almost at once, so his mind returned to other things. The helicopter was supposed to have delivered her yesterday, thinking back, he didn't even see a single miss call from her - not even a text.

The referee introduced the two of them to thundering applause: their adoring fans more than familiar with their choice champions.

"Gentlemen, you know the rules - I want a nice clean game from both of you. Protect yourselves at all times and follow my instructions. You may touch gloves now if you wish."

The puma didn't bother with the small gesture of sportsmanship, everyone knew Bishop didn't entertain such trivial things. At his signal, the match began in earnest: the two fighters circling each other.

Bishop finally appraised the much smaller fighter up close, his fluid movements spoke to his speed and grace. The big bear never once bothered to research his opponents, not even when he first heard about the newcomer rising up through the ranks. But up close, he really didn't see what all the fuss was about. Still the seasoned muay thai fighter was as good as dead, once he got in a few solid blows on him. Just as the puma landed the first few kicks, the referee's mike cut out mid-commentary.

Throughout the stands, spectators stared open mouthed at what was suddenly playing on the jumbotron over their heads. The fighters quickly realized their fans weren't cheering for them anymore, with their eyes were glued to the screen over head.

"YEAH!!! KNOCK HER UP!!!" A familiar voice boomed through the speakers, it maded the big bruins skin crawl to hear that voice. The fur on the bear's neck stood up as panic flared up within him, staggering back a few steps he looked towards the screen. The audio was terrible... but it was clearly Rickie Jo yelling over a heavy dance track. On a screen by the wall, the champion stood horrified at what he was seeing... there he was tenderly holding hands with a large male crocodile. As the latter used his sheath as a pussy, that thick reptilian cock plainly over powering his own modest organ. He was in the tent city's nightclub... dressed up and getting dicked like a cheap whore! Slowly, Bishop realized there was something a little off about the audio; like the sound didn't quite line up with what he was seeing.

"Smooth moves for an old goat haha!" Came an all too familiar voice, his heart leap into his throat as he spun around. The bear finally saw it: on the massive screen on the opposite end of the ring behind his back, he spotted a familiar red fox grinding up against a leopard. Carmen had her arms wrapped around a black ram and it looked like they were dancing in a completely different night club. Bishop's head darted back and forth between the screens, there he was with a massive horse cock pushing past his lips as the crocodile began massaging his pecs like they were teats. While on the other end, his fiancé was gyrating and having the time of her life with a bunch of stranger foreign males. His powerful body jerked in shock, as he felt a sickly warmth began to bloom around his thighs. He looked down between his legs watching as his favorite American flag shorts started to yellow, as he pissed himself right there in front of twenty thousand screaming fight fans.

Off to the side, the young puma was arguing with the referee: their voices drowned out by Bishop's own obscene moans blasting out of the arena speakers. Glancing up he watched his glitter covered ass taking a huge bull cock, even as Sam Daid jack off all over his muzzle. The lanky feline just barely dodged the irate grizzly bear, as Bishop barreled towards him like a freight train. The bear ripped off his arm wrappings. It was very much a fight or flight situation for the well-muscled ursine, he needed to end this fight quickly. So that he could find a way to shut off the video... anything to stop what was happening right now. Every second of video was a permanent scar upon his tender male ego, the referee staggered back cowering as he sensed that he had lost control.

The big bear had unleashed one of his famous power rushes, chasing down his opponent to destroy him with powerful blows. But the feline was proving faster than most, and Bishop's own movements were slower than normal because of the intoxicates in his system. So the big bear was having a much harder time pinning his challenger, still it was drawing the crowds eyes away from the pornographic images on the big screens. Lewis was thankful for that, the puma landed a fast number of elbows to the bears head. While slamming his knee against that shaved belly, still only his ability to duck and roll away from the bruins powerful strikes was keeping him in the fight. And then the attacking grizzly froze in mid swing, his beady eyes opening wide in shock. On the massive screen just in front of him Carmen and the ram were tangled together, only they were not dancing this time.

"Ammm... your pussy is mine." The handsome black ram snickered, as he teases his shaft along her damp folds. Before plunging it inside of the pretty vixen, throwing his lust deep inside the big bruin's bride to be.

"Ammmm Damn." Carmen moaned out loudly as that fat sheep cock teases her damp sex for a moment, her hefty breasts laying against the sweaty musky rams grinning muzzle. Even as he drove his strong hip's forwards, it's plain the ram is no stranger to this kind of thing. "Oho gods... Yes..." The slender sexy fox female moaned out loudly, her hot sex squeezing that thick fucker. "I've been needing that for the longest time... I had no Idea when I agreed to marry Lewis... that I'd get rutted so rarely. I've been so long without good hard fucking, even when we do it is over so fast." She moaned out loudly, lifting one leg up to wrap it around the sneering sheep's waist. The black ram grunted, while driving into that tight pussy hard and dipped his head forward, burying himself to the horns in the vixen's ample cleavage. His strong hands gripped and squeezed her buttocks as he slammed forward, his heavy balls slacking loudly against her furry ass. "Heh. Nobody in your country male enough to cuckold the big bruin bitch?" Ari snorted with a lustful sneer, his strong hip's bucking and plunging harder as he took what belonged to the bear.

The flurry of blows struck the massive bear as he stood there open mouthed, watching his female giving herself up to some foreign ram. Bishop staggered backwards trying to counter but he was behind the curve now, each powerful blow landed harder and faster than the last. By the time it at last accrued to the bear to cover up, it was too late he was already stunned. Savage strikes seeming to come at him from every angle, the crowd was on its feet screaming and cheering insanely. Bishop watched his paw lumber slowly past the puma's head, and then a foot paw was slamming brutally into his muzzle. The world seemed to rapidly slide away, oily blackness blotting it out all around him. The last thing he saw was Carmen squealing in orgasm on the big screen, the horny ram pounding into her lush body lustfully. Bleating as his orgasm filled her with his seed, the big bear stunned to realize it was a relief to know it wasn't his cum inside her...

*

In his private box Prince Mustafa tossed his grinning body guard a roll of cash, as he looked fondly down at the vixen between his knee's. Carmen's mouth sliding up and down on that thick antelope cock, as he stroked her head fur gently. "It seems your fiancé has let us both down my dear..." The Prince found that he couldn't really be that upset, sure he had lost some small amount of money. But Ari had passed the bears female off to him and the lovely American vixen was proving to be just as sex staved as most such females.

"I don't think we are going to be getting married." Carmen moaned around that thick organ, amazed that the Prince was still hard and eager after rutted her four times. Smiling down at her softly, the handsome antelope tenderly stroked her fur.

"That is just as well my dear... I don't think you of all females needs a faggot for a mate." The prince looked back at the big screen, where a giggling hyena was spurting piss into the big bears wide open mouth. While a huge elephant was driving a massive cock up the ursine's tail hole, it was obvious from the look on his muzzle that Bishop was loving that hard fucking. "You will come to my home... I will find a male worth of you. I am having a charity event in a few weeks... all the best males will be there." After a bit of train from him, this sexy vixen would be the highlight of the auction.

*

Across the city Alejandro sat watching the big screen TV in the rams suite open mouthed, as Ari chuckled softly at the panthers stunned reaction. "I told you how it was going to be..." The black ram reminded his friend, slowly standing up to step around in front of the shocked panther. "Now as we agreed..." Ari unbelted his plush white bath robe, shrugging it off his broad shoulders so that the robe dropped to the floor. "It is time to settle our wager..." The grinning black ram chuckled, as he stood there completely naked in front of the fully dressed panther. Alejandro's mouth worked but no words came out, his eyes were the size of dinner plates as he looked down at the sheep's thick erection.

"This is such bullshit!" The sleek panther said sourly, as he grasped that heavy organ dangling inches from his muzzle... before tentatively licking the head. Surprised to discover the taste was not at all unpleasant, it was just the idea of what the nasty thing was that repulsed him.

"A bet... is a bet." The ram shrugged, chuckling at the sickened look on the Spaniard's muzzle... as he stroked the larger male's blocky feline head. Slowly, Ari began to hump into the cocky panther's inexperienced muzzle as his long time friend submitted.

"Oh, don't be such a sour grape, darling." Maria purred settling down beside her fiancée; slowly helping him undress as she drank in the sight of her mate sucking on his first cock. Alejandro merely grumbled around the ram's thick treat, doing his best to not think about the fact the other male pissed out of that organ. With how connected he was, word would spread like wildfire, and everyone in the region and beyond would be giving him shit for months to come. "Not bad..." Ari cooed, causing the pretty leopard to giggle at that, this only making Alejandro blush in shame. Soon though, Ari popped out of the panther's muzzle, forcing him to purse his lips just so he could penetrate his handsome muzzle a few more times. Before resting his bulbous mushroom head at the feline's lips, enjoying looking down his to his friends shocking emerald green eyes.

"Come on, up you get - it's time for the main course." Ari beckoned as he strode towards the bedroom, he heard the feline inhale sharply as the panther realized what was coming next.

"Is there any other way? I-I haven't..." The panther trailed off into an unintelligible murmur, plainly afraid of the penetration he knew was coming.

"Haven't what?" Ari smirked in delight, this was turning out to be every bit as delightfully wicked a pleasure as he had hoped for.

"You know... loosened up." The glum panther admitted pathetically... Ari guffawed at that statement, before downing the rest of his drink.

"Do not worry, my friend - I'll be gentle." He stroked the feline's muzzle with one three fingered hand, before leaning in for a kiss those soft fuzzy feline lip's. Crushing both their maleness's together, this sent a shock wave of pleasure and disgust rushing through the proud feline. The straight panther grimaced, as his muzzle was invaded by the shorter males tongue. Maria chuckled as she snapped a photo with her smart phone, this making her mate jump and look over at her shocked. "Oh, perfect. You look so cute together, querido." Shame and humiliation flooding the panthers brain, yet his male organ was pulsing so hard it ached.

In the bedroom of the rams hotel suite, the nude panther slowly propped himself up on the bed for the small ram. Maria was kind enough to leave the two of them alone, to spare her mate the farther humiliation of being watched as the smaller ram took his boi cherry.

Ari whistled at the sight - he had always admired the panther's sleek gym-honed predators physique. In the low light, his shiny ebony fur gleamed, accenting all the delicious ruts and contours of his shifting musculature. In the nude, he could even see the spots his melanated fur didn't quite hide. The smaller ram seized the two mounds of the feline's rump: slowly massaging the panther's ass... until he turned around to glare at the ram. Ari was deliberately making this as uncomfortably homoerotic as he could, just to fuck with his friends mind. "Oho!" He tensed as the ram's thumb found his tiny virgin pucker, caressing that hot, silky flesh so that Alejandro trembled in illicit pleasure.

"Interesting... looks like every part of you is black." Ari commented breathlessly, as he lifted the other male's tail and appraised Alejandro's most private area. It make the handsome feline feel very vulnerable, being exposed like that to a lustful male who was wanting to...

"Oh, get on with it already!" The panther snarled as that smooth finger teased him, making the sex predator roll his large green eyes.

"But of course, querido... Anything for you..." The ram snickered as he began to hotdog that delicious rump; sullying the feline's luscious fur with his greasy pre-cum. The muscular feline tensed as the ram's bulbous head nudged his virgin tail-star, smearing greasy slime over that quivering orifice. While the ram's hot hands roved over his broad back, before settling on his hips in a classic mating position. Alarm bells were going off in his head, the proud males instincts screaming at him to run. Claw popping out to punch holes in the bed sheets and mattress beneath. Scrabble away from the thing wanting to ravish him, his could feel that hard organ pulsing with desire. It was about to stab into him, violate his furson in the most intimate of ways.

"AAagh... Nonono!" The panther squeal and grimaced, as the ram began to push against his clenched hole. Finding it locked tight against his invasion, Ari smirked deciding to go about this more slowly.

"Actually... Let's change positions." Ari withdrew before motioning for the feline to turn around, the handsome feline looked both sickened and horrified.

"Bastard." Alejandro glared loathingly at the ram as they settled into a missionary position, the horny ram between his thighs looking down at his with that smug grin. He wanted to kick the herbivore in the teeth, as the smaller male seized his powerful legs and pulled them up over his shoulders.

"Oh, Ale... You are so cute like this - I almost want to steal you away from Maria." The ram whispered huskily, as he nibbled on the panther's ear. Kissing and nibbling at the mighty predator, treating him like he was a sexy female the ram was about to breed.

"You're so shit at pillow talk." Alejandro whimpered feeling more and more submissive to the male on top of him, again he felt that cock head push up against his sphincter. Still he couldn't help feeling flattered, what was wrong with him he should be wanting to kill this ram.

Ari giggled as he nuzzled the unimpressed feline, reading his friends growing passivity. Slowly, he leaned in for another long kiss; feeling the strong male beneath him squirm wanting to resist. Teasingly, he gripped the panther's meaty pecs to tease his small male nipples pinching and tugging on them playfully. Between their groins, he could feel the straight male's cock finally start to twitch. While that hot tail star quivered, no longer clenched so impossible tight as it had been. Subconsciously the proud predator was giving himself up, that knowledge pleased Ari enormously.

"Ready to take my lambs?" The lustful ram teased his friend, even as the head of his cock push slowly into that surrendering hole. It slowly opened up for him, allowing his that fucker to slip deeper and deeper.

"Oh, fuck you." The panther rolled his eyes, as he grabbed his pack of cigarettes off the nightstand. "Hurry up before I fall asleep." Plainly he was switching tactics, planning to ignore the rams penetration like it wasn't even noticeable.

"No... it is I who am fucking you... my sweet pussy." Ari taunted as he felt the head of his cock slip past the feline gates, that long shaft spearing smoothly in now. Ari smooched the feline on those fuzzy lips, before he could deposit the lit cigarette in his muzzle. The panther grunted his eyes widening in shock and pain, as the smaller ram finally drove that hard cock balls deep into him.

"By the Prophet!" The big feline swore loudly, his whole body quaking as that throbbing herbivore cock stroked over his pleasure gland. Making his short barbed feline fucker drip and drool pre-cum heavily, even as Ale lay back moaning in delight.

***

The huge grizzly bear blinked as he stirred, finding himself in an unfamiliar room. His head spun... as he tried to piece together the events that lead to him being here. It seemed like he was doing jumps on the dunes just hours ago, having the time of his life enjoyed the rush. What happened afterwards? He didn't remember finishing the match... he had never forgot that feeling of power winning brought him before. Wait... did... did he lose?

He appeared to be in a hospital of some kind, but everything about it looked rough and unfinished. For starters, his room lacked any doors, allowing him to catch a glimpse of Gary the jackal as the canine peeked into the room for a moment, before continuing down the corridor. He tried lifting his arms, to call for his manager, only to find them handcuffed to the metal bed frame. 'Wait... what?' He tugged at the handcuffs hard, they were real enough that was for sure. Had he been arrested for something, he recalled the police picking him up, but that was over with...

A familiar crocodile appeared at the doorway, Lewis winced as soon as he saw him. "Morning, sunshine." The reptile drawled, flashing the ursine a maw-full of razor sharp teeth as he moved closer.

"Y-You..." Lewis choked... the big bear didn't immediately recognize him in the video, but the crocodile was Valentino Haas, one of his more reclusive sponsors hailing from Italy. Exceedingly wealthy and private about his affairs - those were the only things he knew about the other male. The powerful ursine thrashed in his bonds, he didn't like being helpless. Sponsor or not, he was going to clobber the other male for what he did to him.

"Oh, I've been watching you since your first match in Madrid. You were so brave and strong back then... Oh, how I've longed for you ever since, but now you are mine..." The crocodile explained, as he caressed the stronger male's thighs though his blanket covering it.

"Get off of me, you sick fuck!" Bishop boomed, spittle flying as he articulated as much hatred as he could towards the other male. The only thing he detested more than reptiles were faggots, if he could just get his paws free. Memories of what the reptile had done to him came flooding back, feeling that hard organ pushing inside of him.

"You are finished, Bishop." The smiling crocodile explained coldly, enjoying this game of wills with his new pet. "It's over." The powerful crocodile began to undress, ignoring the bear's savage protests. "Your career, your reputation... everything you had or have known. It cost me a pretty penny to get you out of prison - the local authorities have a thing against males like us, you see? And with that video your so called friends made... they had plenty of evidence that YOU are a faggot." The now nude crocodile smirked, as he climbed into bed with the big helpless bear. "Oh, but back home - the sky's the limit, my little flower."

Lewis jerked away as the alligator made to kiss him, the massive bruin forced to face the truth. "Get away from me!" It was a ugly truth... he had not just let things happen because he was drunk. But it was because he wanted those things... he wanted to suck cocks... wanted to have them thrust up his tail hole. The equine neighbor who had fucked him all those years ago had been right, he was a queer bear-boi bitch.

Haas simply chuckled, watching the tortured look on the big bear scarred muzzle. "You don't get it, do you? You're a wanted fur, Lewis... No more sponsors, and no more money to protect you anymore. As we speak, there is a bounty on your head. You walk out that door right now, you're going to be whisked off and put on a plane to Siberia to be flayed alive. You remember Gustav? Blonde wolf... you put his only son in a wheelchair a few years ago, after to raped him for three hours. And that's just one male, who will be coming after you now that you don't have the protection of wealth and the law."

The big grizzly bear's blood ran cold, his own cruelty was coming back to bite in the ass. He didn't even try to resist, as the large reptile began to caress his pecs... before kissing him full on the lips. Lacing their fingers together, Haas stared lovingly at his new pet. "With me, you have nothing to worry about, my darling. In time, you will thank me for rescuing you. We'll get you all sorts of pretty things to wear - pretty sissy girls like you deserves nothing but the best."

Bishop stared in disbelief, as the large crocodile pulled the covers off his naked nethers... before tying a red ribbon around his junk. He planted a delicate smooch on that wide mushroom shaped cock head, for all of the bears protest that organ spoke the truth. The former heavyweight champion's eager penis seemed to amuse the wealthy Italian greatly, as he wiggled the shaft here and there. Just drinking in the taboo nature of gazing upon the one and only Lewis Bishop's private parts.

***

The tickling from the grandfather clock off to the side was almost deafening, as the ram stared at the royal antelope opposite him. The two of them sipping their tea in silence, as Mustafa starred hard at Ari's muzzle. You could've cut the tension in the air with a butter knife, it was plain the antelope was not happy.

"So..." Mustafa started as he looked into the sheep eyes, as if trying to read the other males mind. "Emira is missing... as is her mongrel pet."

"Really? That is troubling indeed." Ari commented innocently, the ram knowing that he needed the Princes good will.

"And Nadrah is quite upset as well, apparently she lost a small fortune on the last match."

"How unfortunate... It is good she has so much with which to wager." Ari observed blandly, he had no love for the ocelot himself. Although he had slept with her in the past, he found her to be a tiresome furson and only fair lover.

A dribble interrupted their silence, as Saia's bladder rudely released into the toddler's training potty he was perched on. The muscular contractor heaved and panted in humiliation... as the two males turned to look at him: his body shuddering in relief. The tough, macho soldier's getup on his upper body contrasted starkly with the pink cage and the Disney princess training potty he was currently using. They waited until the hulking stud completely drained himself, patting his dripping cage dry with a bit of tissue paper.

"Saia, go for a walk. Three rounds... and then to the gym." Mustafa ordered with the wave of one hand, he was growing bored with the whimpering jaguar.

"Yes, master..." The large feline rose to his feet paws, to once again show off his tiny endowments to the rest of the palace. He hoped Duke and Gizmo were in their kennels - he still had a butt-full of their cum somewhere up his intestines.

Mustafa sighed softly, taking out his phone to look at something there. "I suppose it's a start. She is finally learning to negotiate to get what she wants... father might actually be proud." He slowly walked around towards Ari, sitting on the arm of the sofa. "Why did you do it though? What did you get out of this... my friend?"

Ari smirked at that question, knowing that his answer would both please and excite the Prince. "Ale."

"What... No way!" Mustafa stared at the ram in utter disbelief, his eyes showing all the amusement and excitement the sheep had expected. Ari simply withdrew a pair of red silk briefs from his coat pocket, before handing them over to be appraised by the antelope.

The Prince eyes lit up as he studied the trophy, the spicy musk coming from them was unmistakable. A bemused look on his handsome muzzle, as he pictured the proud sexy Spanish feline. His own male organ stiffening almost instantly, beneath his flowing white robes.

"Tell me... everything."

FIN