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She might have still been able to make a move, despite all the sharp weapons pointed her way. Indira marched on with the tribe's warriors, her hands bound behind her, ready to be presented to their leaders for sentencing. Interloping was a very serious crime to the wolves. Even wandering in their territory was enough to mark her for arrest. She didn't fight when they restrained her, nor did she make a daring escape, even when she was certain the nearest one had dropped her guard. There was no need to get messy just yet.

It was all women among the tribe's fighters, and that remained so when she was brought into a large tent to meet the elders. The larger, more powerful of the wolves sat together, regarding the striped intruder with disdain. The blue tigress certainly stood out among the many canines surrounding her. They alternatively leered, silently snarled, or simply stared right through her. She remained stoic. Once she was delivered to them, all it took was a quick gesture from one of the leaders and the guards departed.

"You stand before the council of judgment," one of them said. "I am No-Fliorm, in attendance with Ty-Poync, Sabandas, and Rol-Ery."

She took a good look at the speaker, one of the more physically imposing of the women, covered in silvery fur. The others in turn were just different enough for her to tell them apart. Convenient of them to colour code themselves like that. Ty-Poync was brown and with some visible musculature to make her a touch intimidating, Sabandas was slimmer and a stark white, Rol-Ery was all but pitch black and hefted a bit of a belly to go along with her heavy curves. The four of them may have been called elders, but their actual ages varied. Rol-Ery seemed the oldest of the bunch, and Sabandas the youngest. Indira was quite certain she was older than any of them. Each of them was an impressive physical specimen, covered in light ceremonial robes that gave her a good idea of

"State your name," Ty-Poync said.

The tigress considered whether to lie, but she simply bowed her head briefly to answer. "Indira."

It was Sabandas' turn to talk. She licked along her lips as she regarded the tigress before her. "So. A cat has entered our land, with no explanation given for your intrusion. You do understand the consequences for such a violation, don't you? Surely you could not have come here out of ignorance. You had to be looking for us."

Indira remained silent. Her motivations were her own. Rol-Ery chuckled at her.

"Nothing to say? Your silence speaks volumes of your guilt. We will stick straight to sentencing, then."

The wolves conferred among themselves for a time, leaving the tigress with her thoughts. She kept that stray twinge of amusement from making her smirk, but only through sheer willpower. When the four were finished, they turned back to her, and spoke almost in unison.

"You will carry at least two offspring to term," they said.

No-Fliorm continued from there. "We may add additional penalties if we determine your intent to be especially heinous."

Indira didn't give them so much as a shrug. She watched them rise, one at a time. They were taller than her. Stirring with warmth when they disrobed, she scanned up and down their bodies. Equipped with equally plump breasts and canine sheaths resting atop ample pairs of balls, they had everything they needed to help her serve her breeding sentence. Each of them stiffened as they made their approach, without so much as stroking themselves. She got a good look all over their emerging cocks lipsticking out and swelling to full size before they so much as touched her.

"Now begins the ritual. Everything that commences will be done according to Ulva tribe conditions," Ty-Poync said.

"Do not interrupt, or your sentence will be extended." Rol-Ery frowned at the cat, especially when she didn't seem to get much of a reaction. Indira wasn't to be intimidated.

From there, they seized her, clutching at every one of her curves at once. She felt their tongues first. They didn't take turns. Rubbing up against her body, outright grinding their cocks on her at times, they took to licking her face from four angles all at once. She turned her head away briefly, but that only led her into another of them. Hot, puffing wolf breath warmed her fur as she covered her in slobbery slurps. The licking was at the same time wild, even unhinged as it all felt strangely practiced. There was experience in the way they absolutely basted her with their tongues.

Working down her neck necessitated stripping off her clothing. They were not gentle with it. The question of how she was supposed to walk out of there in the nude was far from their minds, given the sentence. With her arms bound like that, they couldn't have worked the sleeves of her traveller's outfit anyway. They ripped and shredded the fabric until her bosom bounced free, just as ample as theirs, and similarly perky. Though she was an experienced tigress and had seen many decades, time had done nothing to slow down her body, nor her desires.

They worked down, clutching her by the wrists, or the shoulders, or the hips as they licked along her spine. It felt as if they were tasting every one of her stripes. Sabandas laid a deep kiss on her lips that left her with a tongue in her mouth. Indira faintly sucked it, but mostly she was focused on absorbing all the attention. She wasn't about to interrupt the ritual, even when it left her with a distinct warmth all over and a trail of wetness running down her inner thighs as she soaked up everything they wished to do to her.

When Sabandas was done, the others rose up to make out with her in turn. One after another they kissed her, each one just as deeply as the last. It was hard to say who was the best among them. All four operated with such similar energy and talent alike. They had definitely done all this before. Their thorough nature added to the ritualistic feel of it all. When they were done with her lips, they kissed all over her cheeks one by one, doubling up on the same spots as if they were simply the correct places to give her attention. Once they were all satisfied, they moved down, leaving the tigress once again suppressing her own moans when they directed their efforts to her breasts.

Such warm smooches they laid all over her chest. Sometimes they wrapped their mouths around her, sucking their way to her teats. Those, they gave special attention, working as if to nurse from them. She wasn't leaking yet, but that was surely going to change once they got their seed inside her. It was the first time she squirmed a little, breath coming slightly short, but she didn't grant them the dignity of making her moan just yet. No matter how good they were with their lips, and their ever-sloppy canine tongues.

There was more of her outfit to remove. They took to it with the same aggressive gusto as before. Ripping, shredding, and ruining every scrap of fabric to make absolutely certain she had nothing to wear on a hypothetical return journey, they exposed her completely to their whims without so much as a protest from the big cat. She didn't need clothing to be deadly, and the bindings were hardly anything she couldn't escape from, but she held back such considerations for as long as she was still enjoying their attention. They even managed to get a deep rumble from her when they kissed her on the exposed belly, as if blessing the tum that was sure to swell once they'd thoroughly bred her. It wasn't a purr, more a friendly growl, as big cats did.

For all their smooth, erotic touches, their transition to fingering her was an abrupt one. She wasn't even sure whose digit entered her first. One of the wolves pressed up behind her and stuck that finger deep inside her exposed pussy without so much as feeling it up first. Others followed suit, stuffing her full and curling to touch and stimulate everywhere she was sensitive. They worked on her, schlicking in and out, massaging her all over until she was offering them a generous glazing of juices to reward their precise touches.

They massaged her inside until she was soaking the inside of her thighs with arousal. The warmth radiating off of her was all the comment she needed to make. Though they were soon about to find out for themselves just how hot for them she was. She stood tall and proud when they were down on their knees all around her, though it hardly felt as if they were subservient to her. They snatched her by the hips and passed her around, shoving their muzzles between her legs one at a time. Sniffing her pussy and sucking down the pheromones she was giving off was only the start of her. She couldn't suppress a slight mewl of pleasure when they started licking.

Such sloppy, forceful eating out it was. They dug their tongues inside of her and curled them to drag out as much of her juices as possible, slopping them up and guzzling them down. When they didn't just pour down their chins, anyway. Their garb was soon drenched in the sheer flow of Indira's lust for them, though she remained as quiet and stoic as it was physically possible to be when she was experiencing that much pleasure. Her body spoke for her, pussy quivering, thighs trembling with rising ecstasy, but for as generous as they were with their tongues, they made sure never to push her over the edge and make her cum. Instead, she was left teetering there, pulsing, dripping with her rising need, successfully primed for as much breeding as they could possibly provide.

Yet it still wasn't time for them to fuck her. She watched them rise and gave an admittedly hopeful look as they wiped their muzzles with the back of their hands or shook their heads to send splashes of her juices flinging through the air

"Now you will get down on your knees before us," Rol said, her voice booming. She wasn't asking.

When the tigress didn't immediately comply, all four of them put their hands on her. Some of them were working to force her down, while others were pulling and tearing at the very last of the scraps of clothing still clinging to her. Sabandas was less helpful about it, instead taking a deep handful of the tigress' breasts as they bounced about, fully uncovered. They stripped her down to nothing more than her stripes and they overpowered her, or at least she didn't resist them much as they pushed her down and made her kneel.

With her hands still bound, she was left surrounded by four canine cocks, fully erect, throbbing, putting off their warmth and their scent. The elders began to stroke over themselves in front of her, brushing shafts against her cheeks, tickling themselves with her whiskers. She was imbued with horny canine musk in moments, just by being in their presence. A subtle swipe of her tongue across her lower lip caught that extra saliva before it could drip. Yet for as much as they loomed near her face, she wasn't to suck them off. There was a sentence to carry out.

They turned their hips so swiftly she ended up getting struck on the cheeks by their cocks. She didn't mind. Their musk was starting to sink into her mind, leaving her all the more suggestible to their every command. When they lifted their tails and started shoving her underneath, she tended to them without so much as needing a command. Maybe she gave them more than they expected. A tigress tongue wasn't to be underestimated, and No-Fliorm gave a slight whimper when the big cat went right for the ceremonial rimming without so much as hesitating. She licked and tended to every single one of those rings on offer to her, smothered deep between one pair of cheeks after another until each of them had a thoroughly spit-shined hole and a cock so stiff there simply was no choice but to get to the breeding at last.

Turning to her once more, the four wolves loomed above the bound tigress as before, rubbing their cocks until they were dripping precum on her face. She licked her lips to clean up those small samples of their flavour, finding herself craving more already. One of the wolves beckoned to her, but before she got too close, they interrupted with a command.

"Taste, but do not suck." No-Fliorm's tone was firm. "If you put any of them in your mouth, we are compelled to cum down your throat. Those are the rules."

Indira didn't question that. She kissed that wolf on the tip, then worked her way all the way down in long, slathering slurps that made the most of her textured tongue. She showed no mercy. She knew they wouldn't either. That made Ty-Poync squirm slightly, but she mostly remained stern and steady no matter how messy the tigress got with her cock. Then it was time to work on each of the others in turn. She made sure to work all the way down to their balls. At least those she could put in her mouth, sucking deeply to squeeze out all the pent up musk while those potent nuts pulsed atop her tongue and between her lips.

She had them utterly throbbing for her, knots swollen out to their full, impressive, even intimidating size. Looking them over, she knew she was going to feel those. Still, she remained confident in her silence, watching them for their next command.

"You have done well. It's time for you to take the position. Each of us will breed you the same way, to ensure you carry all of our seed." Sabandas was polite in her explanation, but much less so in the way she handled her.

A paw planted firmly between her shoulders pushed the tigress down on her face. With her arms still bound and stretched straight behind her, she couldn't get her hands down to steady herself. She was just going to have to stretch out like that, deep on her knees, ass raised, cheek laid against the dirt. They grabbed at her tail and tugged it to make sure she didn't dare let it get in the way, then gathered around her stripey ass, ready to mount and fuck her flooded pussy until she was utterly swollen. For all her confidence, she finally found the vulnerability they seemed to want from her, all bent over with four horny wolves getting in position to breed her.

There was no jostling for position. Each of them knew when their turn was. She tried to figure out if it was a matter of seniority or something else. Then the thoughts started to drain from her mind when she felt the tight grip of No-Fliorm clutching her by the hips, followed by the smooth, sleek shove of a stiff canine cock right into her sex. No-Fliorm sheathed herself inside the tigress until that knot kissed those trembling pussy lips. That was when Indira decided there really was no need to stay silent. If she still had anything to prove, she was going to do it by being the perfect receptacle for their spunk, one after another.

She didn't even bother keeping silent anymore. Rather than communicate exactly how that canine cock felt sheathing inside of her, she used every sound in her feline repertoire. Some of those were simple moans, or deep-throated groans that came partly muffled in the dirt. Then there were her rumbles, her more fearsome growls, and her much shriller shrieks and yowls. She let No-Fliorm fuck her as hard as that wolf woman liked, plunging knot-deep into her tender pussy, spanking that thickened bulb against her pussy folds hard enough to send a shake all through her curves. For as athletic as Indira's body was, she could really jiggle when she was getting a solid plapping.

No-Fliorm carried on with a pace so steady it felt like it was part of the ceremony. A ritualistic pounding that never wavered kept Indi rowling wildly whens he wasn't simply mewling in the pleasure she wasn't afraid to admit. Pumping her hips back was hardly necessary. She pushed into that knot as if to tease it, to taunt the wolfess with the very notion of tying with her, even when she knew full well the consequences. An uncovered cock pointed straight at her womb, when she was that worked up meant she was living on the edge, teetering ever closer to getting undeniably knocked up by those ruthless tribal wolves she had provoked. She didn't hesitate.

When she felt those telltale pulses, those swelling throbs that came with spurts of pre to warm her inside, Indi only grew more ravenous for a load of fresh wolf cum inside her. A lash of her tail through the air with all the force of a whip, a gnash of her teeth, and an arch of her back kept her in the perfect position to receive all she deserved. She got No-Fliorm snarling by the end. The wolfess clutched her tightly, harshly yanking at her hips. For just a moment, the big canine's pace faltered for long enough to let her bottom out and plunge her knot straight into the tight, squeezing embrace of those velvety tigress folds. Then it was time to seed her.

A pumping flex of the wolf's balls, a rigid thump of her knot, and she sprayed Indira's womb with pure cum, filling her in seconds, flooding her warmth and the rich, fulfilling feeling of getting that breeding fire doused. The blue cat knew she was pregnant from the very first shot. The sensation tingled all the way to her fingertips. She fell to something very, very close to purring by the time No-Fliorm was finished draining her nuts inside of her. That went along with a sharp gasp through her clenched teeth when she came hard where that knot pressed into her tender spots just right. The resulting splash of her juices was all the compliment to the wolf's skills she needed to give.

They were stuck together in sloppy, steaming contentment for a while after that. Now and then No-Fliorm gave another smaller shot of cum to add to the internal paintjob she'd already given the tigress. It took a while for that knot to fully soften, making the other wolves express their impatience with the occasional growl or subdued snarl and curl of their lips to flash their fangs. No-Fliorm took her time nonetheless. She only pulled back when she was sufficiently soft that slipping free of the tigress' clamping grasp was relatively easy. It still came with a generous, slurping POP nonetheless, splashing even more of their collective juices all over the both of them.

With a puddle forming beneath her and her creamed pussy on display, the tigress remained exactly where she was. She knew they weren't done with her. Whether it was to ensure at least one of them bred her, or to make an attempt for every single one of them to knock her up, they were all going to have their turn with her. Indira didn't bother to look back and see who was next. She only cared about the sensations she took from it all, sometimes rumbling, sometimes hissing through her teeth, sometimes sharply shrieking when they stuffed her full of wolf dick again and again, one after another, humping and thrusting with that precise, ritualistic style.

They all felt strangely similar to her, but for the differences in their build. That was far from a complaint. She felt the muscular grip of Ty-Poync, or the soft gut of Rol-Ery resting on her back as they worked, but their pace and energy was in unusual sync. It was strangely impressive how each of them fucked her one after another in exactly the same way. The same position, the same pace, perhaps even very nearly the same amount of strokes to finish inside of her. She came just as hard every single time she took a load of their precious seed, squirting all over the hips, thighs, and balls of whoever it was fucking her. A second rutting left her with her thighs slightly trembling as she got pumped full of even more cum. A third meant she was flooded and overflowing, struggling to keep her hips up for the fourth to mount her. By the time the last of the wolves was done with her, she slumped down flat on her belly, feeling their collective load of cum sloshing around inside of her. All she could do was purr. It really was one at that point.

Though she could have risen if she really wished to, she felt no rush. Relaxing in the aftermath of the deep, through multi-breeding, letting the tingling, satisfied sensations dance all through her body. She chose to believe all four of them had succeeded, and she was well on her way to carrying four of their offspring. Or more. She felt them slowly unbinding her once they'd confirmed just how obedient she was. All she did once her hands were free once more was to tuck them beneath her chin so she could rest a little more comfortable. Making a daring escape didn't even occur to her.

"You hold up better than most of those we sentence." Rol-Ery even helped her stand as she spoke.

"All that means is we have to go extra hard on you." Sabandas chuckled, slapping her right on the stripey ass.

Indi didn't flinch or whimper. She had cum pouring down the inside of her thighs as she stood there, awaiting their further attention. Eyes shifting from one of them to another, she tried to anticipate their plan of attack but even she couldn't fully guess what they were thinking. They came at her from all sides. Two, three wolves at once grabbing her, squeezing her, pushing between them until she finally ended up in the arms of Ty-Poync left her looking up at the wolf and flashing her teeth as she felt a knotted cock slip so swiftly inside of her. The brown wolf kept her gaze locked with the tigress' own, no matter how intense the cat might have been looking at her, sinking her dick deep inside that thoroughly creamed pussy remaining there.

"We have stated the rules," she said, just above a whisper. "Once inside, we cannot pull out until we are done."

"Exactly." No-Fliorm stepped up behind her, pressing close, breasts squished to her back, cock sliding up between the cleft of her ass.

She didn't need to say anything more. Some grinding and thrusting got her where she wanted. She was soon humping up underneath the tigress' tail, finding her spot, smearing her with hot, clinging juices. Pushing smoothly inside after a few stern prods, she penetrated that tight ring and sank deep within the tigress' rear, leaving her squished and sandwiched between two wolves, wrapped up in their grip, squeezed and hugged tight to keep her on her feet even if her legs gave out. There was no fear of that yet, but it remained to be seen how steady she was to remain when they really got going with her.

One thrust to set the pace, and then another from behind as a response had her feeling both those cocks throbbing hard inside of her. Each stroke pushed her into the other all the harder, all the deeper, leaving her riding those knots and grinding on the very cusp of taking them inside already. Instead, they served to provide her some solid bludgeoning force from each side, bashing hard into her ass and pussy alike, throwing her into the arms of one wolf then the other. They were very much in sync. Ty leaned forth to kiss her deeply as No-Fliorm nibbled all over her neck, sometimes going a little further into biting. She hardly noticed such things once they launched into their full-forced, delightfully coordinated double-fuck. They were so precise it felt choreographed.

Shaken from one side to the other, she dug her toes into the dirt just to brace herself, fucked full of knotty pleasure with each thump they gave her. She was every bit as sensitive under the tail as she was between the thighs. Indira loved getting her ass fucked, and she responded with a mrowling, nearly drooling expression and not a single word. Tightening up around each of the wolves inside her helped push them further towards milking out another load inside of her. Her pussy was so thoroughly used by that point that every stroke sent another squirt, another jet out of her as if to make room for more. No-Fliorm was ready to provide.

Without so much as a word, or even a glance between them that Indi noticed, the wolves quickened their pace at exactly the same time. From a steady schlick of wolf cocks back and forth to a more forceful plunge of knot, pressing in hard, spreading her out little by little, they drove towards her goal. After taking so many of those fat bulbs in her pussy, it was easy enough for Ty-Poync to wedge inside her once more. No-Fliorm took a little longer to lock within her, but eventually she got herself snug and tied with that tight, stripey ass with a slick, harsh shove.

With her head resting on Ty-Poync's shoulder, Indira gave an extended snarl that grew less impressive the longer it went on. While it rumbled fiercely for the first few seconds, she fell to shrieking, then mewling by the time she was cumming for them both again. The orgasm started from her rear, clenching up tight and rapidly pumping hard on the knotted dick stuck inside of her. That anal climax spread all throughout her body, leaving her pussy squirting all the juices she had to offer once again, splashing and splattering the wolfess clutching her from the front. She kept on cumming for them for as long as they kept on filling her up.

Flexing nuts and stiff, rigid throbs of their cocks came with their mutual orgasm. The three of them rode through that peak together, rocking, squeezing, humping back and forth. Indira's hips moved along with their own, ensuring they dumped their loads as deep inside her as possible. Further painting of her womb accompanied the rising warmth in her belly as No-Fliorm came and came right in her rump. They didn't spill a drop, at least not until they started pulling those knots loose again before they were even done.

Getting yanked in two directions at once left the tigress teetering on the very tips of her toes, coming very close to losing her balance. The wolves clutched her tight to make sure she stayed where she was as they pulled free, eventually popping out within moments of each other. Two splashes of wolf spunk turned to a trickle down her thighs. The tigress tingled on, wavering slightly as they let her go. She had to brace herself with her hands on her knees for half a moment, catching her breath in the all-encompassing afterglow of yet another orgasm. Such a position was as good as an invitation for the white and black wolf alike.

They took her from both sides, bending her over fully so she was left with her hands clutching the hips of Sabandas for support. That rewarded her with a cock in her mouth. The white wolf stuck it straight into her throat in a single thrust, breaching past her lips and sliding over her tongue with ease. She didn't flinch. Instead, she took to sucking it instantly, without so much as a single gag. She wasn't about to let herself be shaken that easily, even as she got another wolf cock in her ass while she worked her nose deep into the warmth of Sabandas' crotchfur.

Spitroasted so deeply her toes barely touched the ground anymore, Indi found herself getting her spine compressed by the thumping strokes that squeezed and stretched her alike. They played her like an accordion, pounding from each side, balls deep in rump and muzzle alike. The most she could do was keep sucking, to keep servicing as if to prove a point. What that point might have been wasn't clear. Perhaps simply that she wasn't like other captives they had taken. She was so much more, and they were going to get everything they needed from her and more.

Rol-Ery spanked her a few times in the middle of rutting her. Indi's mouth was far too full to fuss about that. She sucked until Sabandas was weak in the knees, but the white wolf kept herself from toppling over by digging her fingers deeper into the tigress' hair, tugging on those grey-streaked strands to keep that talented muzzle buried deep against her fur. Indira sucked that entire cock, knot and all, popping it into her mouth and then letting it slide right back out on each stroke. She was drooling by then, mixing with the excess pre and cum alike trailing over her outstretched tongue, but she would not stop, no matter how much she found herself needing air. Getting just enough to sustain her between strokes with half-muffled gasps, she sucked on, taking that pounding from behind as a motivator to deal out all the more pleasure.

If she was to have one victory amid the double-teaming, it was making Sabandas cum before the other wolf. She threw off their synchronized routine with her talents, leaving the wolf suddenly bottomed out with a huff and a thunderous snarl. Swallowing cum straight from the tap without pause kept her throat busy. Rol-Ery fucked her face into the white wolf's balls and crotch alike, smothering her there, keeping that dick stuffed down her throat as she got her ass thumped harder, faster, more aggressively. The black wolf had to catch up to the other to properly complete the ritual, and ended up only a few seconds behind in draining her balls inside the devious tigress.

They kept fucking her for as long as they were still cumming inside her, thrusting hard enough her feet left the ground. She was suspended between them, dangling, caught in their possessive clutches while she guzzled more cum down to her belly to mingle with all that was already getting pumped inside of her. And she came ever so hard for them too, squirting without so much as needing a single touch to her pussy. She didn't sneak a stroke or a finger inside her. The cock pounding her ass set her off just fine, sending pleasure surging through her body just every bit as intense as when they began with her. Her sixth orgasm was no weaker than the first.

Soon, she was heavy with their seed, already slightly gravid as her belly swelled a little, and that didn't remotely stop them from shooting every single drop inside of her. Only when they were absolutely certain they were done, lasting all throughout their smaller, secondary spurts, did they pull out. Indira was left to gasp and briefly cough, but she made sure to swiftly lick her lips to keep from spilling any of their precious cum the ground. The same couldn't be said for all that leaked from her ass when the black wolf harshly dislodged her knot knot from inside the cat. The tigress staggered briefly, caught herself, and remained where she was, bent over and catching her breath for as long as she needed.

Others might well have passed out after that multi-orgasm group fuck, but she simply straightened up and faced the tribunal of elders with a soft smile on her face. She was certainly more dishevelled than she began, but her stance remained steady and confident. If they desired more from her, she was ready to give it. The only sign of fatigue was a slight quiver of one leg - though that was mostly the effects of lingering pleasure working all through her body. The foursome stood in front of her once more, fully naked, their sex-soaked cocks on casual display as they spoke.

No-Fliorm began, as before. "So you have proven yourself worthy of our seed."

"That is most pleasing. With your apparent age, I admit I doubted you." Ty-Poync tapped her snout as she spoke.

Sabandas looked more amused than anything. "Whatever your age may be, anyway. How many can boast grey hairs and tits that defy gravity itself, after all?"

"Truly you are a tigress of some mystery," Rol-Ery said. "We shall not deny you your secrets. However, your duties are far from done."

"Summon the warriors," No-Fliorm said, clapping her hands.

Another wolf stepped into the tent, bowed in acknowledgement, and disappeared just as quickly. The four moved to escort the tigress out after a brief wait, leaving her standing out in the open air of the encampment, looking over the faces of dozens of younger wolves. She stared them down. Some did their best to meet her gaze but faltered, others didn't even bother. Swishing her tail and scanning over each of them in turn, she decided she wasn't going to wait for them to approach. Instead, she singled one out, freezing her in place with her silent intensity, and stalked forth.

"I don't think she needs any further explanation," Sabandas said with a chuckle.

The wolf she had chosen didn't move. She probably couldn't. The tigress walked right up to her, then took her by the shoulders and pushed her to the ground with minimal resistance. Looming over the floor wolfess, Indi gave a dominant growl. She glanced back at the four elders with a wild look, then spoke for the first time since her single word of introduction, with her bare paw firmly planted atop the chest of the one she'd flattened.

"These are who you call your warriors? There is much for them to learn." The one beneath her paw tried to fuss a little, so she pushed her down flat all the more firmly. "Fortunately for you, I am here, and willing to teach them. Starting with this one."

It was hard to say whether it was a look of fear or lust she was getting from the one she had pinned. Likely it was some of both. She took full advantage of that state by pouring herself over the prone body of the wolfess, straddling her hips and sitting right atop the bulge in her loincloth. The warriors were every bit as hung as the elders. They simply had to be shown how to use it. She rubbed her creamed pussy against that bulge for as long as the pinned wolfess could stand it, watching the expression on that canine muzzle shift from nervous, to overwhelmed, to lustful, to furiously needy. Those wolves learned quickly.

The warrior reached down to tear at the cloth that covered her, leaving her bare cock standing straight up. It was at the perfect angle for Indira to slide right down on it, smoothly enveloping it in her slick pussy. She was such a mess, still leaking cum from two holes, with plenty more lingering on her tongue and deep in her palate, but she didn't let that stop her. With her palms planted firmly on the wolf's shoulders, she had full control over exactly how that cock worked in and out of her, and she made the most of her power by moving her hips swiftly, smoothly, pounding down on the warrior who perhaps had never felt anything like it in her entire life. At least judging by the expressions of shock and pleasure alike all over that fine muzzle.

"Do not let up. Let me guide you to make love exactly as roughly as a wolf like you should be. Feel how our hips meet. Enjoy the tremors passing through your body. The next time, you will be the one doing the thrusting. That goes for each of you."

She rode until the wolf was moaning and whimpering alike. The others watched intently, leaning in so close they were all but touching her, but they stopped just short. Whether they were too nervous to interfere, or they were simply waiting for permission, Indi didn't know for sure. She didn't let that slow her down. Using the full force of her hips to swing down and thump that wolf balls-deep inside of her, she rode until the warrior had her eyes shut tight and her teeth on display in a wet, gravelly snarl that spilled forth just as copiously as her seed. There was no holding back an orgasm when the tigress was milking it out of her like that.

Flexing, squeezing on that cock as she felt the ropes of spunk shooting into her, she rumbled and swished, but didn't quite cum herself. Instead, she bounced up and down until she had completely drained that dick, then sat atop it a while longer, idly kneading on it until the wolf whimpered just a little too sharply. That was her sign to let up. She slipped smoothly off that cock, leaving cum trailing over her stripes once more, and turned to the rest of the group. They'd moved a lot closer, but they were still hesitant to touch her. Before she could single out and pounce another, one of them cleared her throat.

"Elders. May I receive a kiss from our guest?"

The elders conferred briefly before No-Fliorm answered. "You may."

Indi couldn't help but notice that nobody asked her, but she was still ostensibly a captive. That wolf immediately swept her up in a powerful, if inelegant grip, pulling her close to lock muzzles with her and stick her tongue right into the big cat's mouth. Indi sucked on it generously, bobbing back and forth all throughout the sloppy makeout session, swallowing saliva. They were half a minute into the breathless smooching before the wolf finally allowed her to pull free, lighting that grip but never fully letting her go. She smiled at that.

"Good. Much better. Very assertive."

The wolf looked silently p[leased at her praise before sheepishly shuffling away to let others have their turn. One by one they asked for permission from the elders for a kiss, and were granted it - but not automatically. Each time was a decision of its own, usually short, but sometimes a bit longer. Not all were equal, and their kisses came in various levels of enthusiasm. Some of them she simply soaked it in, letting them have their way, others she had to encourage by leaning into them and sucking their tongue into her mouth. By the time she'd worked through much of the crowd, her muzzle was absolutely sloppy with all the spit that wasn't hers. That was when one of them asked a different question.

"Elders? Have I earned her eating my ass?"

Indira arched a brow at that. It was the kind of thing she might normally have hoped to be consulted about, but their review process was so vigorous she had to trust them. The four consulted for some time before they nodded their approval. That was when Indira found herself roughly shoved under the tail of the wolf who had asked. The others assisted, pulling back her arms to make sure she couldn't hold back. She still probably could have overpowered them, or outmaneuvered them if she wished, but it was delighting her to see where it was all going.

Buried deep between a pair of finely athletic cheeks, she took to kissing, to licking, to kissing and firmly making out with the rump of the lucky winner of the elders' permission. She carried on in musky immersion until another was granted permission. They guided her where she needed to be, and she put her tongue to work again and again pleasing those many warriors in that degrading way. Not that she took any shame in it. If anything, she was so fierce about rimming them senseless that she took pride in making their legs shake or buckle beneath them under all her fierce attention and service.

She wasn't sure precisely what changed that it all grew less structured over time. There was less and less permission being asked, and much more grabbing. They piled on her like a rolling wave and pulled her in a dozen directions at once. All of them were flashing dicks equally as needy as the others. Some of them found purchase rubbing against her stripes, grinding along her breasts or her thighs. More than one of them blew their loads just from the sensation of rubbing into her fur. She savoured in the rain of cum falling over her until they finally found their places.

Everyone knew the rules. Once they were inside her, they had to finish. She made sure they didn't forget by curling them up between her thighs, or latching her lips onto those eager cocks so firmly there simply was no getting away. It didn't take long before she had three of them inside of her at once, with others still rubbing against her. She jerked at some of the others, bringing them to their peaks well before they were ready with her talented touches. Then she sucked, and bounced, and squeezed, feeling three pairs of plump nuts generously plapping against her from all sides, grinding hard in their manic thrusts. What they lacked in technique they made up for in the mad desperation to cum inside her, slamming and fucking her hard. Just how she liked it.

The tigress still had orgasms left for the pack of wolves who had descended upon her. One creamy splatter inside her to be swallowed down or to add to the heated mess already soaking inside of her, and another wolf took their place, and another. Sometimes she rocked her body into them just to throw them all off balance and take over for a few thrusts before the collective strength of the whole group put her back where she belonged. Bent over, pinned, or simply suspended between them all in a three-way spitroast that never seemed to ended, she was left with cum streaming down her thighs and chin alike, dripping from her breasts, or simply sinking deep into her fur to leave an enduring mark of sex and musk upon her skin.

It was difficult to tell one wolf from another by the end. Legs began to give out and the panting all around her grew more savage. They were drooling on her by the time they were done with her, and she laid among them with her pussy quivering in the aftermath of enough orgasms she'd lost count. Some parts of her were mildly sore, but she was far from bothered by that. The groans she let out were only of satisfaction. Fluids dripped and her rumbles emanated out, even over the pleased growls and panting of the wolves piled all around her. And all the while, the elders looked on, seemingly in approval.

Time passed. It was her new place, her new life, at least until she had carried out her sentence. Sometimes she laid with the elders, tending to their needs, letting them bend her over and mount her over and over. Sabandas took particular interest in her, until she was formally assigned to the tent of the white wolf, to suck her cock and rim her and take her seed wherever she liked. Sometimes the other wolves asked permission to take her for a ride, and she always proved more than they could fully handle, especially when they were alone. There was still so much to teach them.

She served as instructor when she wasn't being passed around as a pleasure pet, correcting postures and techniques with a stern hand. All the while, she swelled. Of course she was pregnant. It remained to be seen just how pregnant that meant. She'd taken so much seed, so many finishes inside of her that it wasn't going to surprise her if she was carrying more than one. That did not bother her, nor did it slow her down much. She was still every bit as fuckable and demanding alike the bigger she got. If not more so. Her sentence was far from a burden, nor was it one she hadn't planned for.

"I knew your intentions from the moment you arrived," Sabandas told her one night, as she was lingering with her lips around that warm wolf cock, milking the last drops from it.

Indi pulled off and licked over her lips before replying. "Was it that obvious?"

"Clearly. Why would a warrior of your calibre allow herself to be captured if not for the pleasure of it?" The white wolf smirked. "Willingly violating our laws rather than unwittingly carries an even stiffer sentence, you know."

"Is that so? Then I will submit myself to the will of the elders." Her expression didn't change, but there was a flash in the violet eyes of the tigress.

Whether there would be further trials, or the wolf was merely teasing her didn't matter to her. She was ready to take on all responsibilities, all punishments that they called for. There was nothing she couldn't handle, and very little she would allow to slow her down in her pursuit of what she wanted.