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He had to see for himself. The place was calling to him in his dreams. Aeywon's information had been mostly from friends of friends, or nothing more than rumours, but if any of them were remotely true he absolutely had to find out what went on in that mysterious pleasure club. Esthela was less enthused by the whole thing, but still intrigued. The pantheress was happy to go along with her boyfriend either way, especially seeing that tiger all worked up like that. Aeywon tried not to show off just how horny the whole idea made him.

Aeywon had been sneaking into places like it for a long time, but he never got a close look. Sometimes it was a matter of just listening to the screams of pleasure and terror alike with his ears pressed up against the walls. Other times, he managed to catch a peek at the salacious, voracious activities through cracks and peepholes. That had been exciting enough, but this was the real thing. Not just glimpses, but real, live shows. Up close and private.

The whole thing was extra secretive. For a while, Aeywon wasn't even sure if he had the right place. They cruised through alleys and quiet, shady-looking streets in the search. It didn't have an official name - not one he knew about anyway. Esthela gave him a look of brief doubt just before he finally spotted it. There was a small but not exactly hidden sign, a little red light in the shape of a circus tent with an arrow pointing to a nondescript door. Fitting perhaps, given the beasts that supposedly walked around freely within.

Aeywon and Esthela were big cats themselves, certainly, but they were still as good as mice when around the real animals they were related to. There was no handle on the outside of the door, so he was just going to have to knock. Before he did, he stood there with a look of brief trepidation. Just how true were all those rumours anyway? Was he putting them both in danger the moment that door swung open? Were they both going to get pounced by some ferocious, starving beast?

"Are you ready, Aeywon?" Esthela finally asked, and then added with unexpected enthusiasm, "We've come this far. I really want to see what's in there!"

After he had to lightly goad her into the journey in the first place, it was a surprise to hear her so into it. Maybe his own excitement had rubbed off on her. He turned her way and gave a little smile.

"Let's do it. Um. I guess I just knock. I wonder if there's a secret knock I was supposed to know ..."

"Just give it a try!" she encouraged.

Thock thock thock went the tiger's knuckles against the hidden door. They waited around for a few moments, but neither of them moved to leave. Not with the other there to keep them encouraged, and supported too. Finally, it opened after what felt like hours of waiting to reveal a hallway decorated with bright red curtains. No one was there to greet them. The door must have been on a remote switch of some sort. Squeezing each other by the hand, they stepped in together to find out what awaited them.

It was like stepping into a dream. The place made the most of its isolated location, maintaining a certain elegance even in the shadowy surroundings. Drawing back a curtain, they made their way into what seemed like a lobby, and immediately found themselves caught up in the regal aura and presence of a leopardess who could have only been the fabled Organizer herself. They'd heard plenty about her.

Standing up from her seat, she cocked her hips to one side and leaned on a cane after giving it a showy twirl. Dressed in her corset, short skirt, and tailcoat, with her bright red locks splayed over her frilled collar, she had all the look of a proper ringmistress. She offered them a grin of greeting that had a way of activating Aeywon's instincts. At her full height, she was much taller than them both. They were two cats on the shorter side, while leaving them standing below her prominent bust.

"Well. I see two pretty kitties before me. I didn't expect you today, but I can always make accommodations. But I wonder..."

She paused, and leaned forward, hands on her hips while she inspected them each in turn. Aeywon tried not to stare at her cleavage too much in front of his girlfriend. Esthela showed no such restraint. When she seemed satisfied, the leopard stood back up straight.

"Yes, she'll certainly like either of you. Whomsoever of you shall serve as payment, I'm sure Mbali will readily accept."

Aeywon shifted his eyes back and forth. Esthela just offered him a confused look. She wasn't going to be of any help.

"Payment? I know it's supposed to be expensive, but whatever it costs, I was just ... well, I was hoping we could meet Mbali herself."

The Organizer nodded. "But of course. You simply have to give her a gift. Which of you shall she play with?"

They exchanged another look. When neither of them gave an immediate answer, the leopard just decided for them.

"The pantheress it is then."

"Me?" Esthela exclaimed, pointed at herself.

"Yes you. Right this way, please," the Organizer instructed, swishing her tail as she turned to guide them through the halls and down a few flights of stairs.

There was still an air of confusion over it all, but they couldn't argue with such a quietly feisty woman. Her words were so firm that they followed right along without any further questions, watching that tail swing. All it took was drawing another curtain to reveal the great tawny beast herself. The lioness lounged in the corner of the room, stretched out on a big-cat-sized bed that cushioned her feral form perfectly. She raised her head to regard the visitors as soon as they arrived.

There were no bars, no cages, not even a locked door keeping her from roaming around the entire underground facility, at least not around there. If she'd wanted to, she could have stalked out of there and pounced them the moment they arrived. Instead, the massive lioness yawned, stretched like the cat she was, and rose up on all fours to display her supreme size for them to bask in. Even the Organizer only came up to her chin or so. The couple was left staring in utter awe at the big cat who could have probably flattened them under a single paw if she so wished.

Yet for all the implied threat that came with her mere presence, she appeared calm, even friendly. Mbali sat down on her haunches and swished her tufted tail back and forth a few times while she looked past her mistress at the offerings of the day. Aeywon certainly didn't miss the unsubtle slurp along her chops the lioness made while she took them in. It was enough to freeze him to the spot, and send him from nervously excited to shockingly, unstoppably aroused all in a matter of seconds.

"What ... what happens now?" he managed to squeak out. His voice was almost gone already.

The leopard didn't give him an answer. Instead, she looped her arm around his and slowly guided him back to a large loveseat. He had no choice but to follow her guidance, sitting alongside the Organizer. That left Esthela alone with the huge lion, briefly glancing back at her boyfriend, but soon turning her full attention to Mbali. The pantheress tried not to squirm, but she couldn't help curl her fingers into her palms and nervously twitch her tail. Her voice was even weaker than Aeywon's.

"H-hey ..." she softly spoke.

"Why hello, cutie." The lioness' voice was big, but much more casual than Aeywon expected. She spoke just like any other person - just a little louder. "Are you my little snack today?"

She slowly curled a paw behind the panther, cupping her and pulling her a little closer. Mbali could be quite gentle when she wished to be. Esthela briefly stumbled at the slightest touch, but recovered, finding herself closer and closer to those soft lips. Aeywon watched on the entire time, nibbling his lower lip, squirming in his seat. As lewd as it might have been, the tiger felt the enduring urge to just unzip and start jerking off to the sight, to the danger right then and there. Besides, Esthela was going to be perfectly fine, right? It was all just a bit of play.

That was exactly what he sincerely thought right up until the moment the Organizer leaned over and pressed her lips so closely to his ear her tongue tickled him as she formed her whispered words.

"You know she's going to go all the way, right? That's how it works around here. Payment for pleasure. Mbali is going to swallow down your pretty girlfriend, and she's not going to let her out."

That left Aeywon simply motionless, his expression seemingly blank. He didn't know how to react. The leopard simply gave him a smile and turned back to observe the teasing going on before them. Mbali was taking it extra slow with the nervous pantheress, lightly smooching Esthela on the face - which involved getting her whole head and chest wet for how much saliva was already richly flowing within the lion's mouth. After that, it was time for some small licks, using only the very tip of her extra scratchy tongue, dragging it up along the panther's thigh it nearly tore her clothes.

"Mmm ..." Mbali softly said, all but purring.

As for general decency, the leopardess saw no need for it. She was just as turned on by the show before her, and showed it. With two extended fingers, she reached right up under the hem of her skirt and began to pleasure herself while the pantheress mewed and squirmed under the lion's attention. The scent of her lust and the sound of her wet, slick pussy was enough to briefly distract Aeywon from the revelation. He still didn't move.

Maybe he should have warned her, or even lunged to her rescue. He justified his inaction by reminding himself absolutely nothing could have stopped Mbali from having her meal if she wanted to. That wasn't the whole story, though. He wanted to see it happen. Getting to watch the big cat eat just a few steps in front of him was the hottest thing he could imagine - made even more arousing that it was something so precious who was about to get gobbled down.

Esthela didn't act like she knew what was coming. She allowed herself to be tasted, smooched, or just nuzzled at. The lioness blew her hot breath over the pantheress, revealing perhaps a small trace of whoever last took the long slide down her slimy gullet. If the rumours were true, she had eaten so many people. One more was hardly significant, but the way she acted, it was as if Esthela was the most precious thing she'd ever laid her lips upon. It wasn't until she'd done some more savouring, some more tickling and touching that she finally showed the pantheress where she was going.

The stretching strands of thick lioness drool audibly snapped as Mbali stretched that cavernous maw wide open right in front of Esthela's face. That was enough to splash the pantheress with spit, leaving her flinching but holding her ground as she dripped before the humid confines of that massive mouth. The frothy saliva swirling around the base of those long fangs welled up enough to dribble over the lion's lower lip. Aeywon found himself wondering if Mbali was always that drooly, or if she'd simply worked herself up into an especially appetized state at the sight of his girlfriend.

Even from across the room, he was mesmerized by the proud display of that sopping, glistening pink flesh. He could hardly imagine how it felt to stand right there in front of it, awash in the heat of Mbali's thick breath. The lioness laid her tongue out at Esthela's feet like a welcoming carpet, and the pantheress accepted that invitation. She first reached out a single hand to touch that sandpapery surface, then the other. Whether it was more her initiative or Mbali's that left her sprawled out flat atop that soaking surface wasn't entirely clear, but she was soon fully splayed out across the lion's slurper. That was definitely a moan Aeywon heard.

"Ahh, very nice. Succulent pantheress prey," Mbali teased, slightly muffled with her mouth full. "Why don't you start stripping down in there so I can get a better taste of you?"

For all her apparent nervousness, Esthela didn't actually hesitate. She even found enough focus to ask a question.

"Jewellery too?

"No, keep that. Then whoever I swallow next will know it was you sloshing around in there."

"Ohh ... you're teasing ..." Esthela moaned out. Aeywon could tell it was as much to Mbali as it was to reassure herself.

He wanted to say something. He knew he should have, but something kept him utterly tongue tied. The ringmistress didn't even need to touch him to keep him near his peak. Just being nearby and flooding him with the scent of horny leopardess to go along with the wafting warmth of the lion's breath was enough. Aeywon's pants were straining to the point he could feel fabric starting to tear. He'd never been that hard, never made that much of a mess without even cumming.

Esthela did as she was told, pulling off layer by layer as she squirmed atop Mbali's tongue like a fish. It didn't look easy stripping down while she was slipping and sliding in all that spit, but she eventually managed. Kicking her shirt and shorts aside, then tossing her bra and panties to the floor, she laid her naked body back to fully sprawl atop the lion's tongue like she was making a snow angel. It came with a deep moan that echoed within that drooly cavern as she fully savoured in the sensations of being in a big cat's mouth. Aeywon swore he could feel what she felt, just be watching her writhe and gasp in pleasure as she rubbed her naked body against that textured surface.

Mbali seemed content to simply relax there a while, resting on all fours like a sphinx, her mouth open wide to allow plenty of room for squirming and humping alike. Esthela worked herself up into a frothing mess of lion saliva, fully soaking nearly every inch of her bare fur. That meant she squelched up against the top of the big cat's palate when the lioness slowly closed her lips around her prey and squeezed between two soft aspects of her glorious maw.

The pantheress got a little air squeezed out of her, but she still had plenty left for gasping and moaning alike. Then it got sloppier. Mbali moved slowly, with a deeply apparent focus that had her narrowing her eyes as she started to suckle on her meal. A rumbly sound escaped her, maybe even a moan. She used her tongue to push the pantheress from side to side, slopping her up in even more of that heavy spittle, occasionally lightly scraping her against those particularly sharp, saliva-coated teeth. It welled up so thickly that she couldn't just drool it all out. She eventually had to swallow.

Tipping her head back just a little caused Esthela to slowly slide down towards the back of her throat. Mbali didn't pay much mind to whether her meal managed to hang on or not. The panther desperately clung on to keep from getting wrapped up in the ultra-slimy embrace of that open gullet, wiggling her toes between the lion's lips while she got washed with the rush of saliva that got sucked past her to gurgle down the lion's gullet. It was alarming enough to make her outright scream.

The lioness didn't tip her head back down. She left Esthela teetering there, hanging on for her life. One slip, one squirm too many, and she was gone. Both of them knew that, and yet Mbali offered her absolutely no mercy, luxuriantly posing with her chin resting on one of her forepaws. Her grin just got wider when she heard the faint, terrified whimpering inside her mouth.

"Don't ... don't really ..." Esthela murmured in quiet desperation. Somehow, Aeywon could hear her above the schlurping and schlorping.

Mbali just cruelly grinned around her meal when she heard that. That made those teeth dig into her meal's thighs a little, only further making the panther squirm. She didn't bother to say anything. Something had clearly shifted. Esthela was cluing into the whole thing. Her wriggling grew less and less aroused and more fearful as she started pressing and shoving at the tongue beneath her, testing her luck at slipping and sliding free of that slobbery mouth. Of course Mbali kept her completely trapped in there, slowly rolling her head back a little more, a little more.

Esthela's cries made her sound like she was plummeting down the hill of a roller coaster. It was the ultimate thrill ride, flirting with a messy demise deep down within the hungry feline's gut if she slipped down just a little more. Another glurk of excess saliva from the lioness and another cry escaped Esthela. Those sounds were getting quieter, more muffled as she inched down towards that hungry tunnel that beckoned to her.

Aeywon outright panted as he watched the whole thing. There wasn't much time left before there was no going back. His shaft twitched in his pants, clearly outlined for how hard he was throbbing. A constant stream of precum spurting from him, soaking through his underwear, leaving him gritting his teeth with the strain of his lust. He finally couldn't stand it anymore. There was no confining that, even if it meant possibly letting Esthela see how horny he was at the sight of her getting eaten.

She was probably far too busy to notice her boyfriend getting off on the whole thing anyway. Every moment she dangled there above oblivion was one she inched closer and closer to the grip of Mbali's gullet. Aeywon leaned forward in his seat, almost getting to his feet. The Organizer gently laid a hand on his shoulder. Maybe it was to keep him from interfering, but that wasn't his intention. He merely wanted to make sure he didn't miss a single detail as Esthela made the transition from pantheress to throat bulge.

Esthela could scream all she liked, but it didn't make a difference. Aeywon couldn't tell how much of her cries was made up of pleasure and how much was sheer horror. The panther's pussy slipped smoothly along the lion's tongue as she crested towards that slicked up gullet. Reaching her hands out to stop herself from descending any farther didn't do her any good when everything was so excessively slippery. She tumbled headfirst into the unrelenting squeeze of Mbali's throat, and that was all it took to seal her fate.

Of course, it had been sealed ever since she walked through that hidden door. Part of Aeywon knew that. The other part still held out that it was some sort of illusion, a show fit for a ringmistress like the leopard beside him. None of it prevented him from getting worked up into a state so desperate to cum he was whimpering. The bigger cat reached over and softly wrapped her fingers around his cock while he squirmed. She didn't stroke him, but merely held on firmly, as if to insist he wait a little longer. There was no sense spoiling all that buildup by going off before the show was over.

The sound that escaped Esthela before she vanished was a familiar one. That perfect moment left her absolutely wailing in audible ecstasy, making that same sharp cry she always made when Aeywon made her cum. She squirted hard on the back of Mbali's tongue and then her kicking legs disappear in the middle of her gushing orgasm once the lioness tossed her great big head and slurped her away in one juicy final gulp. The sound of it left Aeywon shaken with the catastrophic lust it inspired.

Gllllrurk.

He watched the shape of the soft cat descend briefly in the lion's throat, growing more and more indistinct as Esthela neared Mbali's chest. Then she was gone. Aside from a vague swell and wobble of the beast's belly, anyway. Mbali gave an extended moan, rolling her whole body like a wave, lifting her hips up as she wore the expression of a happy, satisfied kitty. That just made her belly slosh and jiggle around with the notable sag that came with having a whole person stuffed down in there.

"Mmm, ohhh, she was soooo good," Mbali teased Aeywon, grinning at him broadly. "Anything you want me to say to her before I digest her?"

She took two steps closer and made him flinch, but it was only to stretch her maw open in front of him and let him gaze right into the dark tunnel of her throat. It was like she was trying to prove that she'd really swallowed Esthela. There wasn't a trace of that pantheress left within that slobbery mouth. Aeywon bit his lip as he sat there throbbing, dripping, outright spurting. More precum jetted from his shaft than he sometimes came in a full climax. Yet somehow he still managed to find the willpower for a question.

"What ... what is it like in there?"

He had to know. As for whether Esthela would even reply, he had no idea. Maybe she was mad at him, or maybe she was more terrified than turned on, despite the alluring afterglow that surely came with such a potent mid-meal climax. Yet for all the reasons she might have had not to say anything, Esthela actually answered.

"It's ... god, it's kind of gross. It's hot, I can feel it on my skin, the slime, and ... " She paused to draw breath, her voice trembling. Aeywon couldn't tell if it was fear or excitement. "I can barely breathe in here. There's bones in here. God, I think she's really going to do it, I think she's going to ..."

Before she could finish, Mbali cut her off with a great big bellow of a belch right in both Aeywon and the Organizer's face. It blew their fur back, left Aeywon's eyes watering. The acidic scent of digestion was evident even on her breath. He could only imagine how nasty it was deep down within the hungry lioness. Mbali gave a showy lick of her chops, and then closed her jaws again.

"That's enough, I think. Why waste her last moments chatting with you? She's all mine now, after all."

Mbali spoke so casually for how cruel she was being. Aeywon loved it. His little whimpers were purely of pleasure. The time for regrets could come later. In the moment, it was all about feeling good, about indulging that forbidden fantasy like he'd never imagined would really happen. Mbali made sure he didn't miss out on the reality of it all. Pressing one of her paws on the side of her gut, she slowly rubbed it in a circular motion as she rumbled through the process of digesting Esthela alive. It was noisy.

"Ohh, you hear that?" she asked over a symphony of sloppy glurks and glorps churning up from her prey-stuffed middle. "I'm really starting to sizzle her now. Those acids aren't gentle. They're going to melt her right down to the bone while I make her mine for keeps. You won't be getting her back together when she's nothing more than a little fat on my haunches."

The grumbling and glurrrrrrning only got more aggressive with each passing second. It sounded like she was tossing Esthela all around in there, splashing her from wall to wall in the acid-filled chamber. Aeywon clasped his hands together, at the same time horrified and achingly, maddeningly turned on by the whole thing. Now and then he heard a faint, muffled scream. That definitely wasn't pleasure. It was an agonized shriek that eventually settled down to one last faint, but distinctly audible cry amidst the sloppy cacophony.

"It hurts ...!"

That was the last coherent thing Aeywon heard of her. There was a grim reality of his fantasy that was playing out in front of him. That didn't make him any softer. He listened on to those heavy belly rumbles and splurches until they finally seemed to settle down a little. Mbali clicked her tongue and prodded at her middle with a toe, then gave a pleased sigh before speaking.

"Aw. Looks like the little kitty's getting tired. Surely she's not out of air already. Was hoping for more of a struggle, but oh well."

"Good job, Mbali. Enjoy your meal. I know I will," the leopardess said, rising up from her seat.

That was enough to break Aeywon from his trance. He looked up at the Organizer with wide, shiny eyes, briefly fearful. She probably wasn't quite big enough to eat him whole, but - oh, oh, he got it. The realization sank in while he watched her seductively sink to her knees and grasp him by the thighs to get full access to his utterly engorged shaft. Her mouth was almost as slobbery as Mbali's. She'd been absolutely salivating watching Mbali perform.

Aeywon wasn't exactly proud of the sound that came out of him when he felt those wet lips wrap around his cock. It was more like a bellowing cow than any sort of sound that a tiger was supposed to make. He gripped the edges of the cushion beneath him, but that wasn't enough to brace him for what followed. Schlurp went that soaking leopard mouth as the ringmistress descended over his entire shaft at once, engulfing it in her maw to serve as a juicy preview of what it felt to be inside a big cat's mouth - a real big cat, anyway.

From there, she showed no mercy whatsoever. She sucked him off firmly, deeply, as messily as possible. The slick sounds of a sloppy leopard maw all wrapped around his cock were almost as pleasurable as the blowjob itself. He watched her working half the time. The other half he spent looking back at the lounging lioness, admiring the way she licked at her claws and groomed her fur, ever so casually digesting Esthela.

He could still hear those constant grumbles of the big cat's belly working over whatever was left of the pantheress. There were still some faint sounds from Esthela too, whether it was a muffled whimper or some evidence of motion. Faint twitches and struggles like that were hardly signs of thriving life in there, but at least she was still alive.

The Organizer wasn't about to let him be too distracted. She mashed her nose right into his crotch and swallowed the first few inches of his shaft while she latched on tight. Those pulsing, gulping sucks were enough to drive him to yelping, to whimpering out, wondering what her name might have been so he could moan it. From there she slipped back all the way to his tip, lavished it with her tongue, and descended to the base once more all in a single smooth motion. She could gulp and swallow him without so much as pausing for breath, slathering him up in so very much her saliva that he felt it running down his balls.

"Ohhh ... god ... oh my god ... " he could only faintly mouth while she absolutely savaged him with all those sloppy sucks.

Part of him wanted to reach down and grasp those crimson locks, but he didn't dare. Instead, he just held onto the seat all the more tightly, rocking his hips with the motions of her lunges. He closed his eyes and lost himself in sensation - pleasure and sound alike. Schlurk schlurk sclurk she went, faster, wetter, milking him of all that pent up desire until he simply had no choice but to cum right in her mouth. His spine went rigid and so did his cock, nestled there on the bed of her wet tongue, pointing straight down her gullet.

"Ahh ... ahhh!"

Aeywon screamed as if startled, shocked by the sheer ecstasy that came after all that edging, all that time spent teetering close to finish meant he came harder than he even knew was possible. He heard that splatter at the back of her throat, and then there came the steady, concentrated glllp gllp gllp as she chugged down his spunk just as easily as the lioness had swallowed Esthela. She drained his nuts and left him stunned, dazed, his head spinning while he slumped lower and lower in his seat. His legs were numb. His eyes were blurred. But he remained utterly stiff until she'd sucked down every single drop from his dick she could possibly get. Only then did she finally relent.

The elaborate lick of her lips she gave afterwards to clean up any dripping cum and drool alike was right out of Mbali's playbook. He wondered who taught it to who. The room was spinning and he was giving something like a broken purr as he melted into the seat beneath him, his legs stretched out on the floor. The Organizer rose up to sit beside him once more, petting him on the head. The silence might have gone on longer if he couldn't help but babble out a question.

"Are you going to let her out now?"

It was a silly hope, maybe more asked to assuage any guilt he might have felt.

"Of course not, silly," the leopard rumbled as she leaned in to lick him on the cheek with the tongue that had just worked him over so very expertly. "She's going to slosh away in there for a few more hours while you sit at home, and then she's going to be gone."

"Will she come back?"

He already knew the answer, really. The question only seemed to make the leopardess smile at naivety. Meanwhile, the lioness chuckled at him, giving a playful growl.

"Come back? After getting slopped and churned down into mush inside me?" Mbali teased. "Oh no, the only coming back she's going to be doing is when I burp the taste of her. While it lasts.."

"And it feels good to know that, doesn't it?" The Organizer asked him, scratching him behind the ear. "Now, don't you think you should pay for that little extra on top?"

Aeywon was almost too dazed to even think about what she was saying. He was easy to mount up on as she ascended from the floor, poised on either side of his face. A lift of her skirt left him faced with her bare pussy, glistening with the accumulated desire that came with all the teasing. Soon he was snugly tucked beneath her outfit and smothered in fresh leopardess lust while she used his face for a toy.

He bathed in her scent, and then basted himself in her flavour as he naturally took to eating her out without needing to be prompted. That was where he remained, with a palm firmly on the back of his head as the leopard humped his face, grinding against his tongue and lips alike. She was wet enough to leave him swallowing her juices, ensuring he was going to leave that place utterly saturated with her taste. That didn't seem like a bad thing to him.

"You're a good boy. Just the kind that Mbali likes. You come back and visit us any time, sweetie."

She emphasized that with a sultry purr that was almost powerful enough to revive his softened cock from its numbed, overstimulated state as she pulled back from him once more. Aeywon panted and slumped down, drooling a little as he wiped his muzzle with the back of his hand. A little parting gift from the Organizer herself, like a much more intimate smooch. He was going to be thinking about what he saw in that room for a good, long while. And that open invitation almost assured he was going to be back before long.

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He couldn't wait another second. The images of the pantheress disappearing down the lion's gullet persisted in his dreams and waking life alike. He obsessed over them. Sometimes he got himself off to them too, but it was a pale imitation of the real experience. There was no one left to persuade to go with him. Unless he tricked them somehow, but that seemed too cruel. Esthela had wanted it to, to some extent. She enjoyed it. It wouldn't be the same watching totally unwilling prey. The only person he had left to offer was himself.

Maybe there were ways of surviving it. He'd heard rumours of safety lines in the form of literal ropes used to drag a meal back out after gulping. That, and possibly other, more fantastical means. Aeywon wasn't sure if he believed in magic, but anything seemed possible in the hypnotic confines of that hidden club. Maybe he could ask about that. Whatever the cost, it was worth it.

This time it was raining in the city, making tracking down that hidden spot even more difficult. Still, the sign stood out. He descended those steps to the blank basement door and gave several firm knocks. This time, it didn't take long at all to open. It was still a little eerie watching that door swing open automatically with no one there to open it. Surely the Organizer had a console and security cam feed at her desk or something. The door slammed shut behind him once he'd taken a few steps into those sweetly-scented confines.

She was there, waiting for him, dressed as enticingly as ever. The overall outfit was largely the same, though she'd changed up some of the colours. A little less red, a little more black. Moreover, something about her had changed in the last few days, however long it had really been. Aeywon had lost track. She regarded him not with the friendly, inviting smile but with an intense glare, a gleaming stare that looked like she could have melted a hole right through him. Even the way she spoke was different, using a lower, more rumbly voice.

"I thought I might see you again, sooner or later. Looks like you chose sooner."

Standing up from her chair, she towered over him once more, bending down to give him an ample look at her barely-contained breasts. This time it seemed intentional, especially with that subtle sway to her hips that made them jiggle. He was already idly turned on just by being there. That was getting him harder. As she looked him over, she lashed her tail back and forth with apparent impatience.

"Yet I don't see anyone here with you this time," came her growly tone. "You do know how it works around here, don't you? No food, no show."

"Well. I was wondering, actually." Standing in the shadow of the extra-feisty leopardess, I heard that maybe you might have a way to do it safely. If I volunteered myself ..."

"Ahh, say no more," came her purr, back down to a more sultry rumble. "I know exactly what you need."

He stood there, quietly awaiting the big reveal. It was more mundane than he expected. No rope, no pulley system, merely a collar with something dangling from it that looked like a padlock. It glowed a little. He half wondered if it was radioactive or something like that - or maybe even magical. She reached out and he remained still while she clipped it around his neck and gave it a little tug to test it out.

"There. Keep that around your neck. When you've had enough in there, just give it a squeeze, and you'll see what happens."

Aeywon reflectively reached for it in order to test it out, but she caught his hand before he got there.

"Ah. Not just yet. These aren't cheap, you know. You're going to owe me for this little favour. Maybe you can start by helping me deal with this damn heat."

Her words were all but coming through clenched teeth. Aeywon could feel the need emanating off of her. It was a palpable aura as well as a thick scent. Breathing sent him deeper and deeper into desire. Not just for the lioness waiting for them behind the curtain, but for the leopardess herself. He'd tasted her once. That silky, velvety pussy was ever so tempting, even if the thought of trying to please such a big, demanding cat intimidated him. It was too late to back down.

She moved from behind the desk to take him by the hand and walk him down the hall. Her tail occasionally whipped at his back as they went for how urgent her need was. That hurried him along, not that he needed encouraging. Just knowing the lioness was there, waiting for him was enough to get him solid again. Once again, he really wished he'd brought comfier pants, but at least that time they weren't going to be staying on him for long.

"There he is," came a familiar rumble. "And all alone? Oh my. Just couldn't resist, could you?"

The lioness grinned at him when they entered her spacious room. She was already up on her feet, pacing back and forth. He was going to greet her, but he didn't even get a chance. The Organizer was already upon him, seizing him by both wrists to keep his arms by his sides while she aggressively smooched him right on the lips. He was overwhelmed in an instant by her warm, wet kisses, feeling the tingle of her tongue wriggling its way into his mouth.

Aeywon was almost swept right off his feet by the leopardess' forceful makeout session. Mbali chuckled at the sight. She allowed them to carry on right up to the point the tiger managed to start kissing back. That didn't leave him any less overwhelmed, bent back with one foot off the ground as she overpowered his muzzle with her own. She was stronger than him. Her rumbles passed all the way to her tongue inside his mouth, sending those vibrations right down his throat.

Of course, the lioness wasn't going to just stand there and watch them making out. She wanted kisses too. Which wasn't going to be subtle. Approaching the couple as the leopard straightened them back up, she pushed her huge muzzle against them both to give them a little bunt. It nearly took Aeywon off his feet. The leopard turned to smooch the lion's lower lip, and so he followed suit, timidly kissing that great big cat while she rumbled approvingly.

Then it became a game of tongues, starting with the leopard's. She drew hers across Mbali's cheek, and then Aeywon's. After that, it was the lion's turn, and she made the most of it, slathering them both completely in her excess drool, coating them in a thick layer of the steaming hot stuff. It poured down their bodies, soaking into their clothes. She huffed when her tongue caught against the tiger's top, blowing her dissatisfied breath heavily over them.

"Well that won't do. What sort of tongue bath is it if you have all that fabric in the way?" she playfully grumbled.

"You're right. No sense keeping these on. Show me your stripes and I'll show you my spots, cutie," the Organizer said as she began to unfasten that tight corset.

It was all the more impressive to see that her bust remained every bit as bouncy without the extra support. She revealed herself little by little, leaving him nervously twitching as he undid his pants. Maybe his stripping wasn't quite as elegant as the way she did it, but it got him just as naked. There he was, awkwardly kicking off his pants while his dick stood up tall for her, and she just offered him a gentle smile with one hand on her slanted hips, fully naked before him. He appreciated the sight for those last few moments before she pounced him.

Her pose was casual, sultry, but she accelerated into a full lunge without any warning whatsoever. The tiger got slammed down flat on the floor beneath the soft cushion of the leopardess. It was a harsh landing, but he didn't mind when he ended up with a pair of plump tits in his face. She wiggled them there a moment, bapping his muzzle back and forth, then climbed off of him to instead clutch him by the wrists and stretch his arms above his head as if on a rack. She was surprisingly strong.

That allowed Mbali full access to his naked body. The lioness leaned in close, puffing warm, humid breath over his fur for a few seconds. It made him feel wet already. Then there came the first slurp, starting with his paws, and working his way up his soon squirming legs as she absolutely basted him in pure, saturating saliva. He could hear how sloppy those licks were, schlurping along his bare fur and matting it down with the layers of juices she applied to him.

The leopard contributed too. Her tongue might have been quite so overpowering as Mbali's, but Aeywon already knew well what it could do. She first gave him an upside down kiss from above before she set to smoothly stroking across his features with some thoroughly wet licks. It didn't take long for her to soak him while Mbali worked her way up along his thighs, teasing towards his cock.

Aeywon's first reaction to that particularly intense stimulation was to squirm as if trying to get away. That was just instinct when he was facing so much pleasure all at once. Mbali wasn't even gentle about licking his sensitive balls, and then his cock. She pressed that shaft down flat to his belly while she deeply, richly slurped it with the very tip of her tongue. There was a bit of roughness to it for sure, but everything was so thoroughly lubricated in saliva that he didn't feel anything unpleasant. Then she granted him a kiss, pressing her lips up tight to overtake him from thighs to belly, with his shaft trapped in between enduring that intense, messy smooch. The most he could do was moan while the leopard clutched his wrists tight and kept him precisely where she wanted him.

Mbali finished up with a long taste of his upper half, from his waist to his chest just as the leopard made another lap around his face with her tongue. The result was a tiger so thoroughly coated in a mix of feline saliva that it pooled around him, schlicking whenever he moved. He didn't have to move much. The lioness briefly withdrew, her tongue still hanging from her chops, dripping over him and the leopard alike while she overtook him in an even more thorough smother than before.

After swirling around, she laid herself out in a deep, domineering stretch and smoosh across his body. She completely overtook him in bare, spotty curves, trapping his muzzle snugly between her tits, soaking up some of the lion spit clinging to him. They were both utterly soaked, squishing and squelching in the slimy stuff while she wrapped him up in her thighs and simply rubbed herself against him over and over. He felt her rumbling as her drool-slick fur stroked along his own, allowing himself to be completely overtaken in her plush softness for as long as she wished to have him. It was pleasant enough that he almost forgot about the looming lioness for a moment, but Mbali had ways of making herself known.

Dipping into the scene, she added her huge, sloppy tongue into the stimulation as the leopardess claimed Aeywon's cock for her own needs. She simply sat down firmly upon his erect shaft and shoved it all inside her at once, leaving the tiger gasping while the lioness slurped them both all over. He was of course sheltered from the slurping storm by being beneath the leopard, but she couldn't fully protect him from such a slobbery assault. They were both soon even more soaked than they already were. He wasn't sure how that was possible, but he definitely felt it.

Seeing that she was getting the brunt of it all, the leopard rolled herself over and pulled him right along with her. She could still thrust and grind against him just as well from that angle, and every pump of her hips pushed him towards the bed of that great big rough lion tongue. It stroked and massaged his naked body in ways that made him moan just as much as being balls-deep in an extra tight, heated cunt. The Organizer squeezed on him as if to milk him right then and there, but he showed her his stamina even while he squirmed himself silly against her, clinging to her, doing his best to thrust back amid the overstimulation.

After huffing and fucking for a while, the two smaller cats worked themselves up into a groaning, puffing mess. The leopard gave a horny rowwwwl and he did his best to growl back at her, though his voice was far too shaky for it to be all that impressive. Mbali just got more and more intrusive with her licking, though it was plenty welcome. It culminated in her scooping her tongue right beneath the both of them, and slowly dragging them inwards, opening her jaws wider and wider every moment. The display of that great, glistening maw was enough to leave Aeywon struck to silence.

He thought perhaps that being balls deep in the ringmistress meant he was currently safe, off limits for proper glomphing. How wrong he was. Mbali didn't discriminate when it came to maw play. It made things cramped, and those teeth were a constant threat, sometimes poking or scraping at his legs or sides. He was wrapped up from all sides, intertwined with the leopard's thighs, squished against the lion's tongue, getting suckled on while he got his cock pumped by that slick, clamping pussy bouncing up and down on his increasingly tender hips.

It was more stimulation than he could even perceive. That soft spotty cat bouncing on his shaft, plunging him into her over and over was already enough to drive him to the very edge. The constant pressure and slimy stroking of tongue and maw flesh alike from all sides kept him absolutely soaking to the point of nearly submerged in lioness saliva. The constant soaking suckles squeezed the two smaller cats together, leaving him grinding his nuts against those soft, tender pussy lips while the leopardess milked at him with the constant squeezes of her heated desires. Nobody could have lasted long in such bliss.

Flailing about, he eventually found the Organizer's hips and grasped them firmly while she rocked him straight to orgasm. Somewhere far in the back of his mind, he considered whether he should be cumming inside a fellow cat when she was so clearly in heat, but he was far, far past deeply considering the consequences of his actions. He let impulse rule him as he bucked and groaned between her thighs, bottoming out in her silky sex while he got his shaft slathered in the gushing juices of her own climax. She soaked him just as much as he filled her, spraying his load deep within her womb, pumping, squirting, unloading everything he had until she was stuffed with his hot, rich seed.

There the moment lingered for a while in rumbling, fading ecstasy. The three big cats gave their best impressions of a purr together, vibrating in the glowing moment. An occasional schlurk of wet lion maw kneading around him reminded him of the reality of the moment. But he was surely safe as long as he was in there with the leopardess, he assumed. Which was precisely why he started squirming when the Organizer slowly pulled herself off his shaft and began to withdraw herself from within that maw. The grip was tight enough that she rubbed her entire body against his face in the process.

From the squish of her bust to the rumble of her soft belly along his muzzle, she didn't even attempt to keep from smothering him one more time before she went. Her fur was extra glossy with all the drool soaked into her, and she was even wetter between the thighs. There she lingered for a few moments, smearing her lingering arousal across his face as she slowly dragged her pussy lips along his features. There was plenty of his own seed left there too. Aeywon found it was merely instinct to lick her clean a few times while she dwelled there on his face, submissively serving any big cat who treated him the way he loved to be treated. A few more humps to his muzzle, and then she smoothly slipped free of those glossy black lips in a slippery schlurp.

The leopard set her paws down on the floor once more as Mbali's drool poured from her naked body, along with a subtle trickle of tiger cum down the inside of her thighs. Aeywon was trapped where he was, left to the mercy of the lioness. Which she definitely did not seem particularly inclined to show. For a moment, his hand seemed to move all by itself, drawing near that safety net in the form of his adorned collar, but he stopped himself. She hadn't even swallowed him yet. Besides, even after cumming for the Organizer, he was rock hard all over again just feeling Mbali's tongue working over his naked, exhausted body.

"Mmm, you're always feeding me such tasty things," the lioness spoke with her mouth full. "Mrarm mrarm mrarm."

That sound came with her playfully nibbling on Aeywon, squishing him up against the roof of her mouth with her tongue and applying just enough pressure to squeeze some of the flavour out of him as if he was a sponge. He couldn't help but rub himself against the slick confines of that slobbery cavern while she rolled him around and squished him from cheek to cheek. As expected, she wasn't remotely gentle with him, tossing him about and folding him over himself in the process of sucking and licking every single side of him, every last stripe. He was a piece of candy to her, even when it meant scratching him just a little too hard with her tongue, or leaving him squirming against the edges of her teeth to avoid getting hurt.

Despite her roughness, or maybe because of it, he swiftly worked his way towards another climax. His balls clenched desperately while he humped her tongue, splayed out over it as if it was his bed. He had no idea how he was going to cum again so swiftly after filling up the leopardess, but he didn't care. His pleasure pumped and built to the point his whole body throbbed with every twitch of his cock, leaving him mrawwwling in Mbali's mouth like he was in heat himself. She slathered him up and rubbed him down, bathing him in saliva so thick he ended up swallowing some of it

Getting pushed and dragged all around within her mouth had him end up in all sorts of unusual places. Sometimes he found himself pressed into one of her cheeks, bulging it out like she was a squirrel with a nut. Another particular swish of her tongue had him sheltered from its rough top surface by getting all curled up underneath it as if her tongue was a huge, fleshy blanket. Aeywon managed to wrap his legs around it from beneath, slowly thrusting against it as his pleasure grew warmer and warmer. He couldn't keep himself from humping away when it was so smooth and wet beneath. Though the drool was starting to really accumulate.

When she didn't swallow it, the thick, hot stuff pooled around him to the point it almost completely submerged him. Only when she tipped her head completely back to swallow some of that excess slobber did he find himself saved from drowning. Of course, that shift in gravity left him desperately clinging to her tongue, no longer thinking about his pleasure so much as avoiding taking the slimy tumble down into that open gullet. She let him hear the echoing glrrrk of her gulping, and feel the ripple of those powerful muscles working ever so near his face.

Just when he thought he was going to lose his balance or grip, she tipped her muzzle straight down again and left him flailing as gravity shifted. The light of the outside returned to him when she opened up to let him free, splatting to one of her outstretched paws. He panted and sputtered, coughing up some of the drool in his throat. She didn't give him much of a break. Soon she caught hold of his ankle between two toes and lifted him high into the air, spreading her maw open beneath him, letting him dangle there above those deadly fangs. He couldn't help but stare directly into the dark, cavernous gullet opened up wide beneath him. All she had to do was drop him and he was gone.

The only thing that could distract him from that looming fate was the sound of moaning from nearby. The leopardess was still turned on by the show, even after their romp inside Mbali's mouth. She had two fingers deep inside her, plunging back and forth, schlicking with juicy lust to the sight of the poor tiger getting all his dreams fulfilled. He was fixated on her for just long enough that he didn't see the drop coming.

A cry from his throat was soon muffled as he plummeted straight towards Mbali's throat. She caught him just in time, pressing him firmly to her palate with her tongue before he could slide down into her belly. From there, she set to more aggressively grinding and slurping him, completely overpowering him with the strength of her tongue. She dragged it between his thighs, grinding on his cock again and again, then up across his face, his chest, his belly, and down again. By the mmfs she occasionally made, she enjoyed his flavour just as much as he enjoyed giving it to her. Or having it taken from him.

An especially firm stroke of her tongue sent him over the edge again. The scratchy texture was almost unpleasant at times, overstimulating him to the point he whimpered his way to another juicy climax. Maybe it wasn't quite as ample as the first, but he still laid out plenty of cum all over Mbali's maw while he writhed there with his paws sticking out of her lips. The mess just ended up slathered all over him as she gave him a few more playful sucks, then dropped her jaw lower to allow herself room to speak over his sweltering, afterglow-ridden form.

"Alright, I think that's quite enough teasing for one day," came her bassy rumble, clear enough even with her mouth full. "Now you're going to be my dinner. For real. For good."

Surely she was just teasing, but he knew she would have kept him all to herself, given the chance. Just thinking about that was enough to give him a little pang of worry, enough to make him a little squirmier. He could already see the back of her throat opening up before his face in what little light managed to enter through her mostly sealed lips. Everything was hot and slimy, coating him in thicker and thicker layers of her saliva while he lingered there, ready to taste. It meant when she tilted her head back even slightly, he started easily sliding towards her gulping, glurking gullet.

It was enough to send him scrambling, desperately searching for purchase within that thoroughly lubricated maw. Nothing could slow his descent but for Mbali's own discretion. Being in her mouth was one thing. Listening to the steady gllp of her swallowing her saliva was giving him all sorts of second thoughts. Not the kind that made him less horny for her, but the kind that had him babbling and whimpering while he teetered on the edge of that dark tunnel.

"Maybe ... maybe I want to go back now, I think that might be enough for one day ... " he faintly murmured, barely enough to be heard.

Mbali certainly caught it. She locked her teeth into a grin that had her pressing her teeth into his ankles, lightly chomping him before she spoke.

"Go back? I don't think you understand how this works, stripey boy. Once you step through that curtain without a proper offering, you're mine."

She added a deep, powerful growl to that. It resonated right through his bones. He only got all the more fussy, all the more nervous while he dug his heels in trying to crawl back on her slippery tongue.

"I know, I know what I agreed to ... but maybe you'll show a little mercy ..."

He regretted saying it as soon as the words left his mouth. Mbali broke into a laugh that vibrated through his trapped frame. He could hear the Organizer laughing too. Neither of them seemed especially concerned about his hesitation or regrets. Instead, Mbali just

"I'll show you exactly as much mercy as I feel like showing," the lioness taunted him as he rapidly descended towards her gullet.

Flailing his way down, he cried out in one last effort to get her to change his mind. "Wait, no, don't do this, don't swallow me, I don't want this anymore, I don't - MMF."

That was all the begging he was going to get done. She smothered his voice in the confines of her throat as she squashed him in headfirst to start swallowing him at last. He pushed against the constricting walls, but he couldn't defeat that overpowering peristalsis. She wasn't even savouring him anymore. Down he went in a series of tight, squeezing tugs, gluck gluck gluck as she stuffed him down her gullet and into the darkness below. It got hotter, it got wetter. The air was enough to choke him a little, and that was long before he even reached her stomach.

Sometimes he still tried to complain. Sometimes he outright screamed. The plummet into the lion's body was as exhilarating as it was terrifying. Overstimulating too. His cock was ever so sensitive after going through two rapid orgasms like that, leaving him flinching as it slipped its way down her throat. The rumbles within Mbali grew louder the farther he fell, descending towards the gurgling chamber that awaited him below. He could already hear it sloshing and churning.

When his throat was sore from wailing all the way down, he found himself choking on the acidic air that rushed up to meet him as he squished through a momentary bit of resistance and emerged into the caustic chamber that was Mbali's stomach. It seared his lungs and eyes alike as soon as he entered, leaving him covering his face as he splashed down into the juices below. There was nothing to see anyway, not in the sloppy, sludgey pit of that predatory belly. He felt plenty though. Not just the itchy sting of the acidic juices coating his skin and fur, but the solid shapes of leftover, undigested bits of former prey. It was mostly bones.

A few seconds was more than enough. There was nothing pleasant about actually being in the lion's stomach. He already had enough for a lifetime of memories. Reaching to his collar at last, he did as he was told, giving it a good, solid squeeze as quickly as he could. It immediately started glowing brightly under his fingers, casting a green, eerie light over the whole digestive scene around him, illuminating all the sloppy details he didn't especially need to witness for himself. Then he waited. He wasn't sure how it was supposed to work, but surely he was going to be rescued from that gurgling pit at any moment.

When nothing contributed to happen, he raised his voice, choking on the caustic air around him.

"What - ack - what's going on? It didn't work!"

"I told you," came the Organizer's voice. "Give that a squeeze, and you'll see what happens. Have fun in there, stripey food."

Aeywon looked around in a panic. He could see everything. Pockmarked ribs, even a hollowed out skull or two, as well as plenty of indistinguishable slime and chyme alike. That was when he spotted it. There was something there, curled around a mostly-dissolved bone. He remembered buying that colourful bracelet for Esthela as a gift, some months ago. She wore it all the way down. Some of that former prey stewing around him was her, and he was going to join her in sloshing down to nothing inside Mbali. At least they were going to be together on the flanks and haunches of the lioness.

"I'm going to have such fun gurgling you," Mbali teased as she prodded at him with a paw. "You were so excited! But reality has a way of sneaking up on you, doesn't it?"

"Please ..." came his faint plea.

"Don't feel too bad about it though," the lioness went on, ignoring him. "If you hadn't come in and volunteered yourself, I probably would have had Mah - I mean, the Organizer track you down for me."

It was getting harder to breathe in there. He thought back to watching Esthela digest. She hadn't lasted long. A few minutes at first. He wasn't outright suffocating, but he was getting increasingly light-headed. It was difficult to resist the urge to simply pass out, to submit to Mbali and let her claim him. That was going to happen either way of course, but some part of him remained stubborn. He was digesting, starting to feel that itch become more of a sting as the bubbling and blorping of the acids ramped up in intensity every moment he spent inside the predator. It was tolerable at first, but less so with every churn. Thinking back to Esthela's fate, he knew he was going to be in there for a long time.

He tried not to scream. They probably wanted him to. Yet there was no resisting it as the burning, sizzling juices really started to sear him. It was like being cooked in there, and the only mercy granted to him was the gradual numbness overtaking his body. He was fading ever so slightly with each passing moment.. His dangerous kink was going to prove the end of him, and he was almost entirely certain they weren't going to do anything to bring him back. Even if they could.

As his thoughts started to go blank and the sensations started to spark out and fizzle into nothingness, he was left only with the rocking and sloshing of that tightly compressing gullet, and the sloppy symphony of sounds it produced in the process of digesting him alive. Glork, glut, glurrrrrrn. It groaned as if it was itself a living being, its own creature within the lioness. He focused on the image of her in his head, of that sleek, tawny figure who had devoured him. At least in those gruesome moments he could feel a certain pride in contributing to her great and mighty body. Such thoughts were the only thing that was going to get him through the next two or perhaps three hours of pure, merciless digestion within the belly of the lioness.