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The lion whined to himself, licking. His licking could have been described as feverish, two hours or so ago. Now his licking was just tired and desperate. He panted and made pitiful noises, lapping the precum from the tip of his own cock, the only bit that was really accessible. The metal chastity device prevented him from doing much of anything beyond teasing himself... which he did, relentlessly, any time he had the chance. If he were caught, he would be punished, but the precum oozed out, and he knew intimately, how tasty it was. It was tempting beyond his ability to control himself, even though he knew the effort was just laborous futility.

The other pets watched him, whining also, sympathetically, or greedily. The lion was the only one among them so very gifted, with the flexibility he posessed. It seemed a crime against nature, that chastity device. Those who watched, leaked. Those who had a toy in their ass, were they so lucky, rocked and bounced on them, trying to give themselves the stimulation to satisfy their arousal.

The master would be coming soon, for one, or two, or three of them.

But the lion couldn't stop. He would try not to be caught, when he heard the door latch click, but he hadn't the will to stop lapping his delicious pre.

The latch did eventually click, and issued a metalic squeak as it opened. The master strode in, eyes scanning his pets, safe in their cages, having behaved well the night over, it would appear.

He was a large, burly, and menacing bull. Nude, as he most often was. His nuts hung halfway to his knees, nearly the size of oranges, just as full of juice. The lion gulped. He had sucked the spittle from his chastity, and licked his lips thoroughly, it seemed he'd quit in time.

The large feline trembled as the master's eyes dwelled upon him. The lion was master's favorite toy. The other pets resented him, he knew. The lion's cage was unlocked and opened, and that of the doberman as well. The bull beckoned them to follow, wordlessly, with a gesture of two fingers. He strolled down the corridor, the two pets trailing him at his leisurely pace. Their wrists were still bound together behind their backs. They stole glances at eachother. They were both ravenous... starving for any stimulation.

They arrived in the living room, where they stood at attention, awaiting orders. The bull flopped onto the couch, legs spread wide, and turned on the TV. The two stared straight ahead, precum dripping from them.

"I suppose my pets would like breakfast?"

"Yes sir", they answered in unison. The bull motioned them into position in front of him, between his legs. He tapped something on his phone screen, and their wrist cuffs popped open. They placed the cuffs on the coffee table, as they knew they were supposed to do.

"go ahead pets", the master encouraged.

The lion and the dog eagerly leaned forward, ecstatic to share the master's hefty bits. They sniffed, and reverently stroked their tongues with the lightest touch over the bull's scrotum, gently perturbing the substantial orbs. Their tongues danced, and the balls jostled up and down and side to side as the dog and lion moved their muzzles about, trying to lap and taste everything they could. Their tongues brushed each other occasionally. The two tried and failed to stifle their passionate noises, the dog whined, the cat rumbled, "quietly pets", the master chided.

His cock had expanded out of his sheath and was growing steadily. Two maws moved to intercept its progress from each side. They slid their tongues up and down each side, in tandem, in opposition. The lion dipped his tongue down, into the bull's sheath, and suppressed a groan as the strong musky taste of pure maleness made him shudder. "mmm... keep doing that", ordered the master. The lion worked his tongue in and out of the sheath, which was becoming increasingly tight as the bull cock swelled. The dog took the tip of the cock into his maw and began to bob up and down half of the length, lashing his tongue against the hot flesh inside his muzzle. The feline feasted on the taste of the bull... the nectar of the gods as far as he was concerned. The only taste he enjoyed more than the master's, was his own, but he would never volunteer that opinion.

The dog pulled off the tip and plunged his tongue into the bull's sheath as well, The lion raised his head to assume the dog's previous duty, pulling the cock into his muzzle and suckling the pre from it, lashing it with his tongue as he bobbed his head. The dog went lower, worshiping the bull nuts again. The lion placed a paw at the base of the bull's cock, and pulled the stretchy sheath up the length, until it met his lips at the halfway point. The big cat extended his tongue, even while the cock began to enter his throat, and he began to swallow repeatedly at the head. His tongue darted into the sheath every time his paw stroked it upwards. The doberman worked his way back up and lapped feverishly at the base of the cock, pulling deliciously soft scrotum skin upwards. The bull had been focused on his phone, now he spared a glance down as he neared climax. "Lion"....He said, "don't stop, the first one is yours". The feline could feel the cock swelling, veins becoming even more prominent as the flesh engorged. He was hungry for it, the cum. He redoubled his efforts, he lashed and extended his tongue more firmly, more forcefully. He alternated strong suction and open mouth, and he felt it coming. "MMMMMMFF", the master bellowed, grunting his satisfaction with each spurt that splashed onto the lion's tongue, and against the back of his throat, none of it being allowed to collect, the swallowing constant, enthusiastic, insatiable. The orgasm drew to an end, but the two continued to worship, very gently and tenderly, so as not to overstimulate their master.

A short while later, the master's son walked into the living room and took in a sight not at all unfamiliar in their home, the two pets worshiping his dad's equipment. "Morning son, care for some ass"? asked the bull. "Fuck yeah", the reply. He strolled over casually, and dropped his basketball shorts, sporting an equally impressive endowment which bobbed in the air, already near full hardness. He chose the doberman's ass, rubbing a thumb under the stub tail that flagged, the hole twitching. The younger bull spat, and he smeared the saliva around the dog's tailhole. He lined up his cock and pressed in, the doberman's experience made it easy, despite the formidable length and girth, it slid in to the base, and the dog moaned around the cock in his mouth. The lion lapped at the master's nuts and tried to watch the action discreetly. The precum oozing from the dog's chastity had long since formed a puddle on the floor, but now it seemed to pour, spurting occasionally in true canine fashion. The doberman was trying admirably to remain quiet, but his pitiful whines and moans escaped him anyway. The masters ignored the sounds, for now.

"looking forward to this weekend son"? the master asked his son. "mmfff, yeah I am pops, it's been a while since we had a real party". The young bull's hips beat a steady rhythm, his large nuts slapping against the poor doberman's, which were in a constant state of achey desperate need, the dog not having had release in quite some time.

The lion could, at this point, smell his own arousal, despite his nose being pressed directly against another man's sheath. This was the first he had heard of the party, and his pulse quickened...

Occasionally, the master liked to throw parties. Sex parties. The mansion would fill with the bull's horny friends and acquaintances, all of the pets would be brought out and put to good use, and the lion always had a special place to be.

"mm fuck", the young bull cursed, getting close. The doberman was pretty close too, and trying as hard as he could not to cum. In the moment it almost seemed worth it, but he knew he was in trouble if he did. "Ahh", the master's son went over the edge. He fucked hard, his low hanging nuts drawing upward and his cock pulsing, filling the doberman's ass with cum. The doberman wailed and shot his own load as well, crying with pleasure like anguish. "BAD DOG", the master roared, producing a riding crop as if from nowhere and distributing stinging welts over the dog's back. the doberman yelped, and then quieted, and submitted to the punishment until the master was satisfied. The bull's son laughed as he pulled his cock from the beaten dog. "God, he squeezed every last drop from me while you were punishing him", the son marveled. "you're going to clean up after yourself, dog", the master stated. The doberman dropped his face immediately, lapping at the puddle on the floor. Thick, sticky, opaque white, a load of cum months in the making, loosed upon the floor and even some on the couch. The dog did his work enthusiastically, as always. Truth be told, he savored his own taste. Had he been sent away without being ordered to clean it up, his mind would have dwelled on the waste. His tongue lashed out again and again beyond the point of returning anything to his muzzle. The bull could see that the floor was clean.

"Would you mind taking him back to his cage please"? the older bull asked his son, who had been watching the spectacle intently. "sure thing pops. C'mon pup, lets go" The dog meekly followed the younger bull back down the corridor, leaving the master and the lion alone.

"another six months for him", the master said, to no one in particular. The lion had taken over the sucking without being told. He happily nursed on the master's cock, thinking to himself that he would be having the second cum as well. "not like you", the bull said, looking down at the lion who suckled blissfully. The lion's heart raced. "you're going to be our centerpiece tomorrow, as usual. I know you'll be looking forward to that". The lion couldn't suppress a happy rumble and he pulled back enough to mutter a sloppy "yes master" before diving back down on the master's cock, throating it and taking it to the base, as few were capable of doing so skillfully.

Indeed, the lion did get a second load of bull cum in his belly, and a couple in his ass as well, before he was sent back to his cage.

After being locked in, the lion curled up, trembling with excitement. He nosed the chastity sheath, and his nuts, and cleaned the precum off of himself. He drank deeply of his own scent,

and willed himself to sleep.

The next morning, he was awoken by the younger master. The young bull was chipper. The pets who had been awake were able to hear him coming, whistling. The masters could be happy, or upset, and equally so would it make some of the pets nervous. The lion's cage was opened, he had uncurled and risen to his knees to greet his master, and the bull bid him follow.

Traversing the long familiar corridor once again, the bull snickered. "I wish I could do what you do, y'know?" The lion did not respond with words, but met his master's eyes and nodded meekly. "you lucky bastard", the young bull continued..."you're gonna have the time of your life today". The lion began shaking, uncontrollably, trembling with excitement. "I'm probably not supposed to tell you this, but..." the bull trailed off for a moment, the lion's ears shot up and his tail lashed, broadcasting his unease. "we have a bit of a surprise in store for you".

The lion clenched his teeth. They were almost to the living room. The lion's mind raced at what the masters could be up to. Usually, he was put on display, indulging in his talent, for the entire duration of the party... He had always been suspicious that such treatment was too good to be true, but now that it was revealed that something might be different, he felt paralyzed by anxiousness. His body moved on autopilot, his cock dripped, they arrived in the living room.

"the centerpiece", the master acknowledged, as his son arrived with the lion in tow.

the two bulls appraised the lion silently for a moment, whose trembling would not subside, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't help it. "Did you tell him?" asked the father. "Just that we have a surprise for him", answered the son. The older bull chuckled. "Well, it sure shook him up, it looks like". The younger bull snickered. "well, should we tell him?", he asked.

The master stepped forward and began circling the lion slowly. "well, I had something made for you kitty cat". The lion's eyes finally left the masters and settled on something large and draped in a black cloth. It was prominent, and obvious, but he hadn't noticed it in his fearful fixation upon the masters. The son abruptly went to it and pulled the cloth. The object beneath transfixed the lion as it came into view, the cloth falling. It was a circular metal frame standing upon legs, with wrist and leg cuffs, and small cushioned pads on arms. "all of the implements are adjustable", the master stated. He motioned for the lion to come. The big cat's feet moved on their own and then he was standing beside the frame with his master. The bull groped the lion's ass, and worked a finger under his tail, making the feline moan. "we'll fasten you in, and get you all adjusted and comfy, so that you can slurp on your little cock all day and our guests can have easy access to your tail at any time". The lion shuddered, he couldn't believe it. It had been two months since the last party, and he hadn't had an orgasm since. "get up here", the bull ordered. The lion complied, leaning back against the cushioned pads, he put his arms up to be secured in the cuffs. The bull's son latched the cuffs while his dad went to work making adjustments. Soon, the lion was curled up on himself, with his nose against his balls, his tail hung straight down, and his hole glistened from the preparation the master had given him. He shuddered and moaned, unable to help it. "Its okay pet, do as you will, but the chastity isn't coming off until the guests arrive".

"mmmmmm", the lion hummed around his tongue as he began lapping pre and relishing his own scent and taste. The master stepped into position at the lion's ass. The cat's legs were spread, so that everything happening was easily seen by the one using him. The bull spit in his hand and spread it over his hard cock. He teased the cat's hole with the head, pushing in slightly, pulling out, rubbing it on the lion's taint and sliding it between the silky furred ass cheeks. The lion whimpered.

Finally the bull pushed into the tailhole until he was fully sheathed. The big cat mewled a muffled cry as his prostate throbbed and his cock shot pre directly onto his tongue. The feline's eyes crossed and closed as he lapped at himself furiously, the cock inside him driving him mad, his rough tongue working torturous magic upon the tip of his own cockhead, which protruded slightly from the chastity, painfully hard, extremely sensitive. The bull fucked him hard. The circular frame was solidly bolted to the floor, it didn't rock or wobble at all, the lion being well secured, he could only take the fucking, however hard the fucking would be. The feline bathed his testicles with his tongue, he worked them over completely until they were wet, and he tried to push his tongue into the chastity along with his cock. His tongue curled around the base of the chastity, and pushed, and wriggled, but his cock was too engorged to allow much depth. The lion whined in frustration, and removed his tongue to lash it all over his bits with abandon. The bull's cock slammed in, and then was withdrawn slowly, repeatedly. The feline's prostate was bringing him near to orgasm, despite his all consuming frustration. The master maintained his agonizingly slow pace, taking his time, slamming it in, and pulling back out slowly, sometimes he would pull all the way out and jam it all back in at once, the lion screamed when he did this, and the old bull just grinned.

Eventually the master's son stepped up beside the lion, jerking himself at a frantic speed, and muttered "mm yeah, I'm gonna cum", and he did, spurting directly onto the lion's muzzle and balls and locked up cock. Of course, the lion just continued licking himself, now pulling the young bull's seed into his mouth and swallowing it. The feline groaned lustily and spared a second to try and lick as much of the cum from his muzzle as he could, but his tongue couldn't reach all of it, so some of the cum would remain on the top of his muzzle.

The master picked up his speed, his hips beating out a steady rhythm of slaps against the lion's backside, and the big cat tried not to cum, but he was prepared for it, he cupped his tongue and sealed his lips against the tip of his chastity, nursing the small amount of exposed flesh there,

lapping the salty pre within his closed maw and swallowing periodically as the taste made his mouth water. The bull finally grunted his climax, pounding deep for each spurt, and the lion could feel the hot cum shooting inside of him. The lion shuddered, and moaned through his nose, but somehow managed not to cum. "mmm, good pet", the bull praised the lion. "Guests will be here soon, don't worry, we'll leave you here for now, and we'll get started in a bit".

The lion was in a lust addled daze as the two bovines clopped leisurely away. He pulled in lungfuls of his scent with his nose pressed firmly against his sac, his tongue flicking out slowly and lazily to pull drops of tasty fluid from the tip of his cock. He tested his position and fastenings and found that he could achieve his maximum reach, he could lick his taint, and he tongue bathed the entirety of his scrotum yet again. He closed his eyes and got drunk on his scent, gently kissing the tip of his cock, focusing on the taste and the smell, his heart pounding. Time passed... How much, the lion couldn't have guessed.

Double doors opened elsewhere in the room. Footsteps were to be heard, lots of footsteps, but the lion couldn't tear himself away from his bits to look.

"Welcome friends", the bull's rich baritone. "Lets get this party started". The feline shook with anticipation as he heard the master approach. There was a jingle of keys. The bull was still clinking through various keys on a large ring as he stepped up to the apparatus and stood beside the lion. "Hmm, seems I've misplaced your key, oh well", the master said. The lion's eyes went wide and found the master's gaze. The big cat was panicking, but then the bovine started laughing. Others surrounding the apparatus laughed as well. "I'm only kidding lion", the master confessed, chuckling. He held up the key where the lion could see it. The lion responded by stretching his tongue out as far as it would go, and dragging it all over his balls and chastity, groaning loudly.

"mmm greedy kitten. Alright, back up off it, I'm going to unlock you". The lion reluctantly pulled his head back, tongue hanging out as he panted with excitement. As the bull leaned in close and inserted the key into the small lock, he whispered to the lion. "There are sensors in your cuffs. We're keeping track of your orgasms. I thought I'd let you know you have a quota. If you don't achieve that quota, next time you'll be spending the party locked". The lion's eyes were wide and he was on the verge of hyperventilation. "Have fun", the bull concluded, withdrawing the lock barrel and pulling the metal sleeve from the lion's cock. The big cat held himself back, his lips easing closer as the bull deftly removed the ring from the lion's balls and cock, and stepped back.

The lion dove down onto his cock, sucking the entirety of it into his maw and lashing it with his tongue. He roared the pleasure through his nose and bobbed his head. The taste was so good.

He sucked hard, and gently, by turn, his tongue writhing in every direction, pulling, pushing, wrapping around. The feline grunted happily, and was over the edge almost immediately. He pressed his lips down to his groin hard, as deep as he could, his modest endowment barely tickling the back of his throat as he nursed feverishly upon himself. The first spurt barely occupied his muzzle at all as he swallowed it immediately. He also swallowed the second and third as soon as they shot out, moaning loudly through his nose all the while. He allowed the rest of his load to pool in his maw, until he gulped once, and still his mouth filled with more. As his orgasm wound down to a warm afterglow, he released his cock and slathered his bits in their entirety with his coated tongue, spreading his seed over himself just to lick it back up and finally swallow. He nuzzled his cock and balls tenderly, the scent of his cum intoxicating him. The lion was oblivious of his surroundings as the crowd watched. His cock was still rock hard, and he made love to it. He dipped his tongue into his sheath and rumbled. His tongue plunging between his cock and his sheath repeatedly, residual drops of cum welled up and emerged at his tip, and the lion turned his head slightly and captured those to smack on them and swallow greedily. He tongued the inside of his sheath until he felt that he had adequately savored all of the muskiness there, and then he lavished his balls with rough licks before kissing his lips to the head of his cock again and sucking it in.

The bull explained the orgasm quota to his guests, who surrounded the circular frame, watching. "His taillhole is available, if you want to help him reach his quota", the master finished.

The lion heard the bull's words as if from far away, or as if from under water. His eyes were closed, his mouth full, his cock radiating pleasure. He began slurping loudly and moaning out his blissful agony, long and drawn out as he swallowed of himself again, his balls unloading directly into the feline's belly.

The lion was oblivious, his balls having been pent up for months, he busily suckled upon and made out with his cock, as a wolf stepped up to the apparatus smearing lubricant over his large knotted cock. The big cat felt the prodding at his tailhole, and moaned around his cock. He switched from sucking to licking, being immediately post-orgasm left him a bit over sensitized for the moment, so he lapped, his long rough tongue darting out and dragging over his entire length and over his balls. The wolf cock entered him fully, all but the knot. Pressure on his prostate made his cock squirt pre and residual cum over his muzzle as he lapped at a medium pace, the licks steady and constant. The wolf growled and began slapping his hips against the lion's rump. The big cat groaned happily and licked his chops, taking a moment to appraise his cock and balls, glistening with his saliva, pulsating with his heartbeat, jostling with each thrust of the wolf inside him. He returned his maw to its rightful place, pulling his cock and balls into his muzzle all at once, worming his tongue in between his nuts and his cock and wriggling it as he sucked gently, the tip of his tongue entering his sheath again. He bobbed his head slightly, in time with the wolf's thrusting.

The lupine growled as his climax grew near, and he pushed his knot into the lion, who whined. Another guest, a lynx, stepped up to the lion's side, stroking himself vigorously with his paw, and came spurt after spurt over the lion's occupied muzzle. The wolf began to cum, and the lion could feel the heat of each shot inside him, his prostate ached pleasurably, and he felt himself go over the edge as well, induced mostly by the abuse of his tailhole and the battering of his prostate. He spurted in his mouth and tried to swallow it all, but some leaked out of his very full mouth, dripping from the corners of his muzzle, onto his belly, and then trickling down his sides and dripping onto the floor.

The lion released his bits from the suction of his maw and set about kissing and licking tenderly, relishing his afterglow. Having cum mostly from prostate stimulation, he wouldn't need to wait long before he could start on building another orgasm. The wolf tugged on his cock, and the knot pulled free. The big cat groaned. "Clean him up dog", the lion vaguely heard the master say, from somewhere nearby. The doberman pulled off of the bull's cock, which he'd been sucking happily, and moved to comply with his master's order. Another pet, a horse, replaced him, servicing the master.

The doberman approached the lion and dropped to his knees, his muzzle level with the feline's tailhole. It dripped, and oozed, two loads having been dumped in him. The dog leaned forward and pressed his nose to the cat's taint, his tongue extending and lapping up the exterior mess. In little time, the big cat's rump was cleaned of jism, and the doberman began plunging his tongue into the lion, working his tongue in deeply and pulling it back into his muzzle coated in white seed. The lion croaked and gasped as the dog took a firm hold of the base of the feline's tail and began eating the tailhole forcefully. The lion made pathetic noises of mewls and squeaks as his tailhole was ravished by dog tongue, and he suckled upon his own cock hungrily.

Another guest, a zebra, stepped up behind the dog, and entered him casually. The doberman huffed and moaned into the lion's taint, and the lion moaned in sympathy through his nostrils as he nursed himself firmly, swirling his tongue around his cock in a circular motion. He created as much suction as he could and brought himself to a full raging hardness which he wrestled his tongue against, finding the right amount of pressure to induce ecstasy. The zebra's mighty endowment rocked the dog back and forth violently, and the dog used the rocking to tongue fuck the lion's hole, now clean and emptied of cum. The lion lost himself in the sensations of a strong tongue rubbing powerfully over his prostate, and his own tongue which he was strangling his cock with. The lion bobbed his head while maintaining the rest of his technique, and then he was cumming again. He drank of himself, his cock flexing, his tailhole clenching on the tongue inside him. He gulped down his seed again, and he knew he would never tire of the taste, or the warm sensation tickling on the back of his tongue and down his throat. His orgasms were still quite productive, he had been locked up for months, and his species were known to be able to orgasm more than 50 times in a day.

The zebra's thrusts sheathed his massive length entirely, and the equine's hips pulled the hose of flesh almost free on the back stroke, with only the flared head remaining inside it was plunged back in again. The dog wailed into the lion's ass, and the lion whimpered, nursing himself desperately, willing his already ridiculously short refractory periods to be shorter still.

The lion nuzzled his cock. God how he had missed it. With his cock in his mouth he was complete. He wanted nothing more than to make love to it with his muzzle, as often as possible. He licked it affectionately. It tasted so...so so good. The feline hummed his appreciation to himself as he trembled, alternately lapping at and suckling his cock, nudging and tickling his balls with his nose, all the while the dog's tongue fucking continued, relentlessly. Pleasure surged back to full intensity for the lion once more, and he plunged his maw down on himself again, bobbing his head at a steady pace, his tongue cradling his cock and gyrating as he pushed it against the roof of his mouth and he gurgled in bliss.

Nearby, the bull grunted lustily, he had both hands on the horse's head, pistoning the long muzzle up and down his cock in time to the movement of his hips. The horse, a pet, also locked in chastity, hummed and slurped around the bull meat in his muzzle, his locked cock dripping steadily on the floor. The bull began to come down the stallion's throat, and the stallion swallowed skillfully, spilling none, not coughing or gagging once. "mmmm", the bull moaned softly, gradually slowing his thrusts as his orgasm tapered off.

The zebra neared his orgasm as well, he pulled the doberman back, and up, the tongue slipping from the lion's hole with a lewd sound. The large equine wrapped his arms around the dog, one around the chest, the other around the hips, both partners standing, he fucked the dog as hard as he could, and the doberman wailed pitifully.

The bull glanced over at the lion's vacant tailhole. "Stallion", The master began "you've been very good today, how'd you like a go at the lion's ass?", the horse could barely contain himself "oh, y-yes please sir", he stammered. "stand up", the bull ordered. The horse was up on his hooves in a second. The master produced a key and removed the stallion's custom made chastity device. "Cum as many times as you can, it'll be a while before you get the chance again", the bull directed.

The lion nursed his cock happily, his ass felt empty, but he wasn't complaining, he licked his cock inside of his muzzle, rumbling constantly. He was a bit startled when the horsecock pressed against his hole and popped through against some resistance. The already slightly flared horsecock ground against his prostate and beyond as the cock went deep, and the feline cried around his cock and redoubled his efforts, issuing muffled moans and wet oral noises as he began slurping hungrily and bobbing his head. The stallion just stood still once hilted, he was on the verge of cumming from entry alone, but the lion's hole squeezed on him over and over again, and he knew he couldn't hold back. The horse began pistoning his equine cock in and out of the lion furiously, already beyond the edge, he fucked as hard as he could, and came for what felt like an eternity. The stallion slowed to a stop and just rested with his cock as deep as it would go, he watched as the lion slurped on himself with speed and desperate need. His balls seized and his ass clenched repeatedly as the lion came in his mouth yet again. The big cat gulped loudly, repeatedly, and cum dribbled from the corners of his mouth.

The bull approached the lion from the side. "Do you want this?", the bull held out a pill.

The lion eyed it, suspiciously, nervously, but he suckled the last trickle of cum from his cock, and opened his mouth for the bull, extending his tongue. The bull placed the pill on the cat's tongue, who reeled it in and swallowed it. The stallion started moving his hips again, slowly, gently, trying to stir his semi hard dick back to full erection. The lion could only guess what the bull had given him, but he had thought it unwise to turn the bull down on anything. The stallion was getting harder, and his cock was beginning to work his heavy load into a froth inside the lion. The bull circled around behind the horse and worked a finger under the wrapped tail. The equine nickered and his donut winked around the bull's fat digit. The bull worked that finger in and out, but plodded easily back to the lion's side, multitasking, he flopped his cock against the lion's muzzle. The feline reluctantly paused in his lapping at himself, and lapped his master's cock instead. He knew the bull expected a lube job. His maw was still wet with his seed, and the extra saliva that was produced from experiencing his favorite flavor. The lion slathered wetness upon the bovine shaft with his rough tongue, and the bull grunted with satisfaction. The stallion was thrusting into the lion, and arching his hips back as he withdrew, tail raised high, enjoying as much of the master's finger as he could help get inside of him.

With his free hand, the master rubbed his cock through the pooled lion spunk, on the feline's muzzle and belly and sides. He worked the slippery jism into a lather on his cock and withdrew to return to the stallion's rump. He removed his finger and replaced it with his cock immediately. The stallion's donut was well warmed up and lubed already, and the slick cock sunk into it and was home. The bull grabbed the stallion's waist possessively, and began to fuck in earnest, the stallion matching his pace, spearing the lion as his master withdrew from him, completely on most strokes, only to slam back in again as the horse pulled his hips from the lion, arching his back and raising his tail high. The horse's abs flexed as he moved his hips in huge ellipses, his incredibly long cock being put to fullest use by it's owner's adept movements.

The lion began to feel flushed and hot as his cock swelled to raging hardness, and it was confirmed for him that the pill had been an arousal drug. He had certainly been having no problem in that department, but he was grateful for any help the master might give him in reaching his quota. He felt the horsecock bottoming out in his belly with each thrust, the medial ring dragging against his prostate each time, and he employed a new technique on his cock. He would dip his muzzle all the way down to his groin, lashing his cock with his tongue as he sucked hard, and would pull his head back, letting the cock pop out loudly as the suction dispelled, only to repeat the move immediately. He was already on the verge again, he knew as well as the master that a lion could cum repeatedly all day long, so he felt the pressure to achieve the unknown quota, lest he be left locked and unable to experience this bliss at the next party. Still, he could not help dragging it out a bit, he would pull off, his cock popping from his mouth, and he would stare at it, lightly lapping pre from the tip as it pulsed on the edge... he was so incredibly hard. The horse cock reaming his guts was in danger of putting him over the edge, and he waited, his cock ticked like a clock with the rhythm of his heartbeat, and clear drops oozed out. His tongue darted out to collect, and long sticky strands connected the tip of his cock to his mouth. He plunged down again, sucking hard, and licking, pulling back almost immediately. He waited until the pleasure subsided enough to do it again. He was moaning constantly. The stallion huffed above him, and grunted with pleasure. The lion felt the horse's deep voice vibrating through his horsecock, into his guts, into his own member, which he enveloped in the warmth of his maw again. The feline couldn't bear it any longer, he pulled back and let the pleasure dwindle one more time. He felt that the horse cock was going to push him over the edge, but he wanted to push himself over instead. He engulfed himself, slurping noisily, gobbling it feverishly. He was beyond the point of no return, and the pleasure fueled his effort. The lion was being loud, and more guests turned to watch than had been watching already.

The cat's noises turned bestial as he began to unload, his close-mouthed roaring punctuated only by the immediate swallowing of each spurt. The contractions of his cock and his ass pulled the stallion over the edge as well, and the lion could feel the cum erupting deep inside him as the horse bellowed his furious ecstasy. The stallion pumped his hips and emptied his nuts into the lion beyond the tapering off of the feline's orgasm. The horse gasped, and his hips continued twitching and pushing forward as he dragged out the nut as long as he could... finally his hips came to rest against the lion's backside, their breathing heavy. The feline licked and kissed his bits slowly and reverently, the arousal drug further reducing his refractory period, he could feel the fire returning to his lions, so very soon, after such satisfying release, and his hunger was insatiable.

The bull adjusted to the turn of events by releasing the horse's waist, and grabbing the lions thighs beyond the stallion. With the horse's ass having ceased its gyrations, the bull took it upon himself to fuck hard and fast, in the longest strokes he could, pounding himself deep, and pounding the horse deeper into the lion who began to whimper blissfully again. The equine shuddered, his thighs shaking, the lion gurgled around his cock, being shaken by the two heavy males rutting against him, precum drooled steadily into his muzzle as the drug took full effect, and he nursed it, swallowing greedily, completely lost and absorbed in his pleasure.

The bull began to growl as his nuts rose and the horse moaned as he felt his master cumming. Thick cock throbbing against the stallion's prostate sent jolts of pleasure all the way to the tip of the horse's cock, the flare of which had only just gone down.

The master pulled his cock out of the horse abruptly, cum splashing to the floor, and a final weak spurt shot from the bull's maleness to join the puddle.

the doberman was there, suddenly, lapping up the mess. The bull walked away, into the crowd, to sate his next whim. The stallion's member began to stiffen again, but as he began to move his hips, the zebra appeared behind him, grabbed him by the testicles, and pulled him back, out of the lion with a slurp. The stallion wailed.

"down on all fours", the zebra instructed his friend's pet. The horse complied, dropping down to hands and knees, his eyes rising to find the tailhole he had so blissfully occupied, and he dared to wonder when next he could feel it again. The zebra unceremoniously gripped the horse's tail wrap and slammed himself balls deep in the stallion, who whinnied like a mare.

The doberman having cleaned the floor spotless, sat up on his haunches, and nosed the lion's tailhole. The dog could hear the feline slurping and moaning, and it made his caged cock throb against it's confinement. He pushed his tongue into the lion and moaned at the taste of stallion spunk.

And that stallion screamed behind him, collision of firm muscle against his rump making loud wet slaps. The horse's cock was throbbing hard and flexing upward, slapping against his belly and flinging precum.

The lion could hear all of these dirty noises, but barely noticed them, in a trance of sucking himself. He could feel the dogs tongue inside his stretched hole, leisurely scooping him out and gulping it down. The feeling was indescribable. Heat swelled in the big cat, and he felt his balls release again, he swallowed lazily, rumbling. His tongue worked back and forth, up and down as he spurted, he tried to control the frequency of his contractions, spacing them out, caressing his cock with his tongue until he had to spurt again. somehow, he was still producing cum.

The stallion continued to scream and gasp as he was rutted brutally, precum dripping from his hardness. The doberman, having finished lapping the horse's cum out of the lion, looked back, and knew what he wanted. The dog crawled backwards, moving his hind paws between the stallion's hands on the floor, he shuffled himself under the horse. Reaching behind himself, he found the flared cock with his paw, and lined it up against his tailhole, and began pushing back on it. "Oh fuck", the stallion shuddered, as the flare popped into the dog, miraculously.

The lion had drawn his orgasm out for what felt like an eternity, but having ended, he started again immediately, his cock still drooling pre, still he would savor it, but he began to recognize another need. His bladder was feeling rather full. Idly, he wondered how long his tailhole would remain unoccupied, but he tried to relax, ceasing the movement of his tongue, he let his cock rest in his muzzle as he suckled gently, until he began to release, he could feel the piss traveling his urethra until it dribbled into his mouth, his arousal causing resistance to the flow, he swished it around and swallowed, as he felt more coming. Short bursts slowly built into a steady stream that he drank of slowly but constantly, it was salty, tangy, and quite familiar. Most often, he had been asked to drink of the master, but this was one of his guilty pleasures. Before his time in servitude, he would drink of himself back then too... between orgasms, he would suck the piss directly from his cock until the need to go was satisfied. Now he enjoyed that same taboo again, carefully controlled, he never allowing the stream to swell to such volume that he couldn't consume it all.

Nearby, leaning against the frame, watching, a cheetah stroked his long cock. The spotted cat could tell the lion was pissing, he'd been gulping constantly for a while. His paw pads were pleasantly rough against the head of his cock, and he caressed himself idly, leisurely, eyes only for the lion. The gulps came less and less frequently, until the bigger cat opened his mouth, his cock resting against his tongue, the light flow tapering off to sporadic drips until he was empty. The lion took one more gulp, and felt his arousal begin to elevate once more. "That was hot", the cheetah said. The lion met the smaller cat's gaze, and he grinned toothily, as he extended his tongue and picked up where he left off, servicing himself. The cheetah padded around to the lion's rump, and gave it a slap. The bigger cat growled lustily. The cheetah dropped down on his haunches and lashed under the lion's tail with big wet licks before standing back up and pushing his cock in.

The big cat groaned and pulled his cock into his maw as hard as he could, then releasing the suction and lashing with his tongue, as the cheetah set into a quick pace, jabbing the bigger cat's most pleasurable spots repeatedly.

Nearby, the two equines and the canine had settled into a rhythm. The horse felt like he was right on the edge, but somehow he kept hanging on, certainly it helped that he had unloaded twice already, so recently. The sound of the cheetah's hips against the lion's rump joined the lewd slapping noises of the other three, and five voices moaned, grunted, whined, and whimpered.

And so it continued late into that evening. Eventually, guests retired from the fun and went on their way, everything was winding down, but still the lion suckled on himself, keenly aware that his time was almost up. 'Just one more', he would think, and somehow, he would have more time, and he would suck feverishly, feeding upon himself, 'just one more'.

Finally, the master did arrive at his side. The feline continued, of course. Seed dripped from his ass, and down his sides, his muzzle and nose were wet and slimy, except where he could lick the cum from his chops, always a smile on his face as he would drag his tongue around the perimeter of his muzzle. The cat's movement was limited, but his hips would twitch, attempting to buck against his own mouth. He had almost completely forgotten about the quota, but he had been cumming all day long. Whatever his balls were capable of producing, ended up in his tummy. He slurped on himself noisily, feeling some desperation rising in him under the master's gaze, knowing that time was almost up.

The bull pressed two thick fingers under the lion's tail, and adeptly finding the cat's prostate, he massaged it until the cat roared through his nostrils, gulping and shaking. As the orgasm subsided, the bull leaned over and plucked an ice cube from a large bowl that had stored beverages. "Thank you master", the lion gasped, as he caught his breath, unaware of the ice in the master's hand.

The bull adjusted the ankle cuffs, bringing the lion's legs down. The lion's eyes went wide as he saw the ice in the master's hand, and the bovine pressed it against the feline's pulsating cock. The big cat cried in anguish, and gasped, and sobbed, as his cock retreated back into his sheath, and then the chastity was applied once more.

The drug had not entirely worn off, and soon the lion's cock had swelled back up again to occupy what little space the chastity afforded it. The feline padded after the master, released from the frame and bade to follow. They went the length of the corridor, back to the pet chambers, where the lion returned to his cage. "You came 62 times today, pet", the bull informed him. The lion trembled. "Next time you'll do 70, or you'll spend the following party locked".

The big cat exhaled the breath he hadn't realized he'd held. "Yes master, thank you master".

The bull left, the door latching behind him. Some of the pets resumed naughtily licking eachother through the bars of their cages, where two neighbors were free to do so. Most of them had not had a single orgasm that day. The lion curled up and licked the pre from the tip of his chastity. He was happy, but he was frustrated. He sighed. It was always so much, but it was never enough.