Plains of Africa - The Herd
#10 of Plains of Africa
A herd of zebra coming looking for revenge for a transgression from an unsuspecting leopardess
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.
All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.
Just something quick and dirty to clear the writers block so I can get other stories on the go again. Not my best or longest story for sure, so I apologize in advance for the poor quality of this one.
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Zorrina lounged up in the branch of her tree, enjoying the midday sun. A full belly after a successful hunt and a nice warm day made her lazy, perhaps too lazy. The leopardess had thought she was safe up in her tree, no other large predators were around for miles, not even her mate.
Just as the sun began taking a toll on her and sleep began tugging at the corners of her consciousness, the leopardess was rudely awakened by a rough yank on her tail which pulled her down out of her cozy spot up in the tree. Her sharp claws scratching at the tree branch to catch herself, but it was too late, all she would manage to do was leave gouges in the sun bleached tree bark. Unable to land gracefully on her feet with such a full belly and in conjunction with the force of the tug, she landed hard on her side, knocking the breath from of her lungs. Gasping for air the leopardess looked around with fury in her eyes to spot the culprit, a sudden fear making her emerald eyes go wide and ears laid flat as she saw that she was surrounded by a group of large angry looking zebra.
"You've been illegally hunting our ancestors...retribution is demanded!" Came a bellowing voice from behind her, turning about she saw a large striped male equine glaring down at her, a wicked looking spear grasped in his large hands. Looking around again, Zorrina noted that there were twelve zebra surrounding her, feeling a tinge of pride that she demanded such a force for little old her. The more she looked around however, she began to notice that there were only male zebra in this hunting party, what was more worrying was how most of them were leering at her with unnatural interest. More than a few of them were even openly rubbing at their crotches through their meager loincloths, their bulges painfully obvious. The growing scent of the herd's musk soon told Zorrina that she was in major trouble here if she didn't follow their leader's directions.
"I humbly beg your forgiveness and mercy, I will do my best to repay my transgressions..." Zorrina began to state, but was promptly cut off mid-sentence. Before she could even finish her sentence the large male whom appeared to be their leader stepped forward to tug his loincloth aside, without warning or permission he pressed his impressive sheath and balls to her muzzle. Looking sternly down at the leopardess he made it clear how they intended on receiving their recompense for her transgressions.
Far outnumbered and surrounded completely by the zebra, she had no hope of escape. She was no match for them one on one at the best of times, so Zorrina knew they had her right where they wanted her. With a low growl she submitted to their desires and began her duty of payback. Extending her rough tongue out to rasp across one large dark soft leathery orb, repeating the action with the other before moving up to his sheath and earning a pleased snort from the large male in the process. Her small paws barely able to fit the zebra's large testicles in her palm, but she would do her best to caress and fondle the chief's sack. Kissing and licking at him as she worked his cock out into the open, eventually getting him to full stiffness before beginning to suck on his broad flared tip. Growing impatient, Zorrina felt a large hand press down to the back of her head and force her muzzle down deeper onto his eager cock, the chief forcing the leopardess to swallow more of his thick shaft while he began to buck down her throat roughly. Thankfully the rough treatment wouldn't last too long as with a snort the large male gave a few short, sharp bucks before firing off into her muzzle. The sudden addition of his plentiful seed making her cough and splutter when she was finally allowed to pull back and off his cock, only to have her breasts and belly covered by the remainder of his climax. Zorrina wrinkling her nose as her pristine coat was marred by the sticky white mess of the zebra, knowing this was more than likely nowhere near the last mess she would be subjected to today.
If the rest came this fast, Zorrina might actually make it out this relatively unscathed, or so she thought. But looking up at the large male and seeing his grin, she felt her heart drop into her stomach, his cock was still rock hard and dripping before her. Someone behind her pushed her forward and onto all fours for their chief, the large male gripped her tail and yanked her hips up before guiding his thickness into her snug little pussy. The leopardess's eyes would go wide as she was roughly stuffed with thick ebony cock, the male wasting no time before starting to buck into the helpless feline unhindered as her claws dug into the dry earth beneath her, clutching at anything she could to resist the urge to scratch at her captors and risk causing herself further abuse. Zorrina whined and hissed as it felt like the equine was rearranging her insides with his cock, even her delicate little pink folds had turned a lighter shade of pink from being so snuggly stretched about his ebony spire now fucking her like he owned her.
So the train began, as she was bounced off the large male's hips from behind and yanked back by his grip at her tail onto his cock, another smaller male moved up in front of her to stuff himself inside her muzzle. Despite herself, Zorrina would experience her first climax as the two males used her for their own desires. The wave of pleasure wrung from her against her will, making her slender form buck and writhe between the two smug males as they made comments in their native tongue which brought laughter from the others. As one male would finish, another would take his place, an endless cycle of ebony cock stuffing her either end until Zorrina lost count of how many times she'd been fucked or how many loads of equine seed she'd been forced to swallow. Just as she thought she was getting used to taking on two zebras at once, she found herself being repositioned again and a third would join in. This time the third equine laid on his back on the ground before pulling her into his lap and working her tail hole open with his blunt tip, sinking the hapless feline down onto his spire before laying back and letting another lay atop her and claim her bared and vulnerable pussy. If that wasn't enough for the poor feline, she would have her head tilted back as a third would again sheath himself in her maw and watch as he stretched her throat. While the three males partook of her slender form, unseen hands would grope and fondle her breasts, working the collected mess of equine seed deeper into her coat in the process.
By the time the herd was done with the spotted feline, she would be a rather sticky mess laying panting in the dim light of dusk, barely able to move. Through sheer determination and stubbornness she would manage to drag herself to the riverbank in order to try clean off some of the mess the herd had left behind. Barely clinging to consciousness as she washed herself in the shallows, Zorrina was unaware she was doing so while being watched by a pair of cold yellow eyes barely breaking the surface of the water a few feet away.