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Some people would have called it a cruelty: that Sabrina never allowed Eugene to come out of his hypnotized state.

The Absol knew better than that, and in her own time, she was still grinning, thinking about just how much fun the lion would have been having, even if he was having it without her.

"Isn't she lovely, Eugene? Aren't you just dying to be inside of her?"

Clothes were necessary for the kind of company that Eugene kept, right then.

Laying flat on his back in the middle of a bed that had room for a whole party, he had plenty of room to stretch and spread out, but the hypnotic influence kept him from thinking about his basic twitches. He didn't feel the need to shake out his arms or adjust his legs, but then, even if he wasn't hypnotized, he wouldn't have paid much mind to those meager concerns.

With his face turned into the naked warmth of a coyote's bosom, his problems would have melted away before they had a chance to bother him.

"Y...yes...I really am," he said, but there wasn't a lack of confidence in his voice, no matter how much that might have seemed to be the case.

The truth was less about his self-assurance and more about what a powerful spell he was under; Sabrina made absolutely sure that his partners for the afternoon would have no trouble manipulating his body and his spirit, such that proper commands weren't required to bend his will.

They could simply make a suggestion, or lighter still, an observation...and the tone in their voice would be enough to guide him in the right direction.

"You're not gonna keep the poor boy waiting any longer, are you?" Kimmy asked, looking to the edge of the bed.

Eugene would have been up to the task of playing with two women at once, with or without hypnotic assistance, but there was a blessing to be had in the deep, relaxed state of his mind.

There was no anxiety about his performance, no concern about properly balancing his attention between the two women, no thoughts of whether he'd have enough endurance to satisfy both of them...there was just their seemingly endless demands, and the presence of his mortal coil, ever prepared to do what was asked of it.

"To be honest, I am enjoying just watching; didn't really anticipate that," Nina admitted. "I can watch porn on my phone whenever I want, but I tend to forget how much better the real thing is..."

"It looks better, for sure," Kimmy agreed. "But wouldn't you rather feel how much better it is? I mean, the poor kitty is twitching so hard that I think he's gonna burst!"

"Not without me, he isn't."

Climbing up and over the edge of the bed, the jackal approached with the knowledge that she could have dropped right into Eugene's lap and worked herself into a frenzy, but she wanted to believe that he had some sense of cognizance before she took that step.

Even if it was just for show, Nina couldn't pretend she wasn't enjoying the act: juices were already gathered at her petals, well before the lucky lion had a chance to touch her flesh.

"Sounds like she's waiting for you to give your approval, Eugene. You do approve, don't you?" Kimmy asked.

With his face turned into the comforting gap of Kimmy's cleavage, Eugene couldn't see much of anything, beyond the softer, cream fur upon her underbelly and the long, draping tresses of raven that hung around her visage.

It took Kimmy pinching his chin between her fingertips and tilting his gaze toward the approaching jackal, but once he locked eyes with Nina, Eugene felt her influence weighing on his mind.

"Of course I do...she's...she's lovely ," he said, his voice filled with such a sense of wonder that Nina would have believed it was the first time he'd laid eyes on her. "What do, uh...w-what do I need to approve of, again?"

Crawling between the lazy spread of his legs and framing up the underside of his cock with the soft, welcoming flesh of her breasts, Nina gave an answer that words never would have lived up to.

If he'd been fully conscious, she would have loved to see the look on his face when she opened wide and pressed the flat of her tongue against the tip of his member, but that touch was still enough to draw a quiet groan from him; she had his full attention, if only for the moment.

"You need to tell her that you want to breed her," Kimmy explained, letting Nina's tongue play the role of a silent assassin. "She wants to hear you say it, Eugene...you can tell her how badly you want her, right? How badly you need this?"

It wasn't a controlling, but an encouraging form of dominance that was at work, and at that, it was working wonders on Eugene.

His smile wasn't empty, but slowly gaining a sense of understanding as he looked back at Nina and nodded. "I do...I...I r-really do need this," he confessed. "I want to show her that I can handle this..."

"I know you can handle it; you're such a good boy," Kimmy said, one of her arms wrapped around the shoulder of the lion, her fingertips tracing down his arm with a comforting, lazy sweep. "But Nina needs something more than words to be convinced, if that's okay?"

Nina's expression showed only a final strand of patience, but seeing another nod from Eugene, she bucked her maw down, slicking the lion's impressive cock, all the way down to the base of his shaft.

As she pulled back, she heard a brief, quiet whimper, and on the other side of a suckled breath, she heard the only thing she was waiting for: "Whatever she wants, Kimmy...I...I want it, too."

Desperate to be bred, Nina wouldn't have settled for a blowjob, even if she would have enjoyed the act every step of the way. She was fortunate to have Kimmy working on her side, taking the softer, sweeter tone that she wasn't sure she would have been capable of--the burden of her heat was such a powerful thing--but she wanted to show her appreciation for Eugene in the most literal way possible.

She could think of nothing better than climbing further up, letting the warmth of her breasts push against his shaft as she scaled his body. "Thank you so very much for your cooperation," Nina whispered, trying her best to emulate Kimmy's energy in her voice; she knew it'd be impossible once pleasure factored into the equation. "Your compliance is...greatly appreciated."

It wasn't the sort of dirty talk that she was used to, but there was something arousing about having to show restraint, when she was so encumbered with the burden of her heat.

Nina wasn't sure how long she'd be able to keep up the charade--her warm, pink folds were already leaking a fresh strand of arousal onto the tip of the lion's cock as she hovered--but Kimmy was happy to stay right by his side, one paw between her own legs, and the other giving Eugene a gentle, comforting squeeze whenever he needed it.

"She's already soaking wet, Eugene. You've made her feel so wonderful, and you haven't even touched her yet!" Kimmy kept up the warm, sweet compliments, but in the middle of her praise, the darker, black fur of the jackal covered up the view of his natural, pink flesh: Nina's patience had run out, and the entirety of his cock disappeared within her in a single, eager drop of her hips. "...Seems I spoke too soon, but you're still doing just fine, darling. This is how it's supposed to go; let her take the lead."

A glassy lack of consciousness still held his eyes, but Eugene's hypnosis was kinder than to force him to miss out on all of the delight of the act.

He might not remember everything in clear detail, and his compliance was guaranteed, but so, too, was his pleasure: just a single thrust of her hips, pounding down into his lap, was enough to draw another moan from the back of his throat, the sound coming without Kimmy's permission.

She'd allow him to slip up, of course, so long as he followed her every instruction...and the most important order was the one that would come at the very end.

"He's s-snug... feels even bigger than he looks," Nina admitted, her teeth kept in a tight grit. She was trying her best to relax herself, wanting to keep her inner muscles comfortable and ready for a faster pace. "No wonder Sabrina likes him so much...she's probably spent the last week wrapped around this fucking m-monster..."

The internal twitch of his flesh was such a delight that Nina had to hold still for a moment, just long enough to properly appreciate it...and just as she prepared to bounce herself again, she felt the first tensing of his orbs and the flesh of his sack moving against her petals.

She found it blissfully frustrating to have to choose between settling on his member and enjoying the smaller delights, or bouncing herself to a much-needed orgasm; if not for the burden of her estrus, there would have been no wrong choice to make.

"I'm sure Sabrina would have plenty of pointers to give us, if she was here...but I'm not sure she'd be able to just sit on the sidelines and watch," Kimmy suggested. "I get the impression that she'd be fighting for real estate, right now."

"...Have I mentioned how grateful I am to you for letting me having the first round?"

"Probably, but I don't mind hearing it, anyway."

Grinning at her closest friend, Nina made it clear with a curl of the lips that she'd make that favor up to Kimmy, but in that moment, she couldn't see past the fog of her own needs.

With her knees firmly planted on either side of Eugene's hips and her juices already gathering in a tiny puddle beneath his warm, fuzzy sack, Nina had every intention of making an absolute mess of the lion, whether he would appreciate the gesture or not.

"Then...a-allow me to assure you that I can't thank you enough," Nina tried to speak, but even a single buck against Eugene's cock was enough to force her fangs into the billowy flesh of her lip. "And I can't thank Eugene here enough for being s-such a good, willing boy...mmrnf!"

Claws pressed down into the toned, sinewy flesh just above his crotch, but they raked back toward his groin with a certain sense of caution.

Aroused and frustrated as she was, Nina was going to try and remain on her best behavior, wanting to preserve the treasure that she'd been offered.

She knew Kimmy didn't mind going second, but she didn't think the coyote would forgive something so egregious as breaking their new toy before she had a chance to play with it.

"Do you hear that, Eugene? She really appreciates everything you're doing for her," Kimmy teased, her voice coming closer and closer to the base of his ear, until simply whispering was enough for the warmth of her breath to tease his flesh. "Why don't you try doing something a little more , though?"

To that point in the act, Eugene would have thought himself little more than a cushion for Nina to make herself comfortable on.

If that was all he'd actually accomplished, he still would have done the job in spades, but as Kimmy spoke to him, Nina was still bucking herself on his cock, working her way further and further down the shaft with every roll of her hips.

"What do...w-what do you want me to do, Kimmy?" he asked, the pleasure in his voice subdued enough that he could still carry a conversation.

If not for the spell he was under, that would have been nigh impossible, the way that Nina was pulverizing his hips and milking the girth of his shaft.

"I know she's happy to do all the work, but why don't you give her a little help?" Kimmy offered a brief suggestion, her voice coming so close to Eugene's ear lobe that her tongue finally brushed against it. "Just roll those hips a little bit...g-give her a good, gentle buck every few seconds..."

With two of her own digits settled against the petals of her mound, rolling slow, easy patterns up and down the length of her folds, Kimmy wasn't going to be able to contain her excitement too much longer, but she was committed enough to playing the part that she avoided her clit entirely, warming herself up to that greater pleasure.

Right then, Nina was the one at center stage, and the busty jackal was stealing the show with every drop of her body onto Eugene's capable figure.

"Do you w-want me to...move it like this?" he asked, his hips pushing up with the luckiest of timing, meeting Nina mid thrust. "I can...I think I can do that, if you want?"

Truth be told, Nina found Eugene's nature to be precious.

Some part of her would have been happy to free the beast and see if he could keep up with the demands of her heat cycle, but there was a different, more comforting scenario unfolding, as she worked those frustrations out of herself, without forcing Eugene to play a part or put on a brave face.

His reward would be an orgasm strong enough to _almost_break him free of the spell, but Sabrina's abilities were stronger than that, and Kimmy wouldn't be denied the chance to take him for a spin, when Nina was good and done with his flesh.

"O-oh..._fuck..._y-yes, Eugene! That's perfect!" Nina cried out, her body tensing with such force that the subtle definition of her abdomen pushed all the way through the delicate cover of her fur. "Don't let him stop, Kimmy...please...d-don't you dare let him stop now!"

If Kimmy was a cruel mistress in disguise, she could have completely ruined Nina's evening, then and there.

Prolonging her release any further would have been a punishment fitting of someone that had stepped out of line, but Nina's only crime was answering the natural call of her body.

For that night, Kimmy didn't think it appropriate to drag out her fate in such a manner, but she kept a mental tab of that idea for a time when Nina wouldn't be quite so aggressive with her retaliation.

"Are you sure? Do we think we should stop, Eugene?"

Kimmy's question was too loaded for the lion to answer directly; the nature of the spell kept him from making judgment calls, unless a stronger order was given to override his sensibilities.

The softer, guiding dominance was what brought him to that slow, easy rhythm, and the pumping of his hips brought Nina right to the brink of her climax, but it was the coyote that held Nina's fate on the billowy, moistened flesh of her lips.

"She doesn't want me to," Eugene noted, having heard the words of the jackal, even if he couldn't properly act on them. "At least, I don't think?"

Gritted fangs and a narrowed gaze were turned on Kimmy. The coyote was the picture of relaxation, lazily fingering her own passage with a pair of hooked digits, a blissful look on her face...but the daggers stared at her were too sharp to be ignored.

"You're absolutely right, Eugene...t-that's why you're such a good boy ," Kimmy gave one more firm word of encouragement, knowing how that tone of her voice would push him along. "Why don't you try going a little faster? I think that'll make Nina r-really happy...so happy she won't be able to contain herself!"

A sillier grin took Eugene's lips at the thought.

"I...y-yeah. I can do that..."

"Good...you wanna be a daddy, Eugene?"

Nina slammed hard into the lap of the lion, just as his body took on the silent message of a faster pace. The weight of his sack slapped against the base of her rump as he moved along, keeping pace with the jackal _brilliantly_for his hypnotized state, and all the while, his arms were still at his sides, until Kimmy gave the order.

"A daddy? I mean, I...guess I probably could..."

"Then grab her," Kimmy spoke with intensity for the first time, spurred by the growing pleasure between her own thighs. "Hold her tight; let her feel your fatherly strength as you fill her."

Eyes of amber lust began to roll back as Nina mouthed a silent 'thank you' to Kimmy. She'd already started the descent into a maddening climax, but to know that the warm, virile seed of the lion would paint her insides was one half of the thrill.

The other half was just how effective Sabrina's hypnosis truly was: simply saying the command words was all it took to trip a nerve within Eugene, forcing his cock to pulse and his sack to tense, squeezing tight around his balls.

As though his prostate had been stroked, his entire body seized up and he went over the edge, whimpering out with a level of pleasure that he could only faintly understand.

"Like...t-this?" he tried to ask, his eyes giving way to a laboring wince as the first gush of his cum sprayed into the jackal, painting her warm, pink sex with a fresh coating of white. "Is this...w-what you need, Nina?"

He was considerate, through and through--the hypnosis amplified everything great about the kindly lion--but the greatest gift of all was throbbing and twitching within her, moving with such a violent presence that it betrayed the calm, soothing nature of the man it was attached to.

Nina was struggling to find breath; words were another matter entirely, as she panted her way through the dangerous release...

...She wasn't kidding about her heat cycle--about needing to be bred--and Eugene was none the wiser, smiling a satisfied smile as his own cum leaked back out of her flooded, fertile womb.