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The days passed into one after another. Days in which there wasn't pain. Pain Erin could have taken and understood it. Pain she could have suffered under and felt rage at being trapped in the midst of a hellish revenge by the woman who had caught him. But the days were filled with pain, they were filled with pleasure. They were filled with humiliation in which she was treated to feeling her ears rubbed and caressed, her body to react to the point of writhing and mewling. Her tail was touched and teased until even the thought of feeling fingers brush against it made her stomach tense up with anticipation. To say nothing of the toys that were brought for her pleasure. The toys that were made especially for her so that she would be little more than a moaning mindless whore when she felt them plunging into her body.

It blurred. The days blurred into moments of sleep, moments of pleasure and moments of dreading the next session. Each time Victoria ensured that she knew that each and every spike of pleasure would lock her more firmly in her body. It was a mockery as she was built further and further towards the pleasure that made her body tremble and jerk. Just before orgasm the damned bitch would remind her of that the moment she felt the rolling pleasure build up to the point that she would spill over the edge. She sharp harsh cry was often laden with despair as it was laden with pleasure before she was left quivering and trembling on the ground. And each day the woman made the promise that she would greet the next day with her first male.

The dread was always made her nights a spread of nightmares as she imagined what would be coming. And there was a dread and relief when she was dragged into the room to be forced to arousal and yowling for pleasure. She didn't even notice that the bonds were removed from her. A gentle touch to the curve of her ears and a brush against her tail made her crouch down and hike her hips up. Horrifying, but true. Erin lived her tormented life with the knowledge that she was losing control of her own body by the moment. Parts of her were slipping away that she couldn't quite grasp onto. Even her rage was hard to hold onto when she was left squirming on the floor with the under current of pleasure still throbbing through her.

Erin turned her head and licked along the edges of her broad muzzle so that her whiskers were flattened down. She stared at the wall of her cage and the slight angle of the sunlight that was starting to creep higher and higher along the wall. The golden light started to change into a deeper reddish orange as the sun set outside. Part of her was glad for the coming night, she might try and sleep and her earlier session hadn't ended in the standard threat of a male. Perhaps the woman only wanted to torment her with rough toys and fingers. The former man lashed her tail against the ground as she rubbed hercheek against the side of one of her forelegs.

It would be like the bitch to just want to touch her. Women were all alike. They might dress better than others, they might pretend they were above base desires, but they were all the same. They all wanted to fuck just as badly as a man, they just liked to pretend it was the other way. Or perhaps they tried to make themselves look frigid and above a mans touch, but once someone ripped their clothes off and pinned them down they'd all learn to like it. So what if the woman's daughter had had to be treated roughly so she'd learn. Better to learn her place as a little slut now rather than later. If she had grown up without it happening she'd probably get some damn high ideas. And she had been so so sweet. So tight, so perfect and virginal until her passage had been broken in properly.

Erin's thoughts trailed away with a rush of heat that didn't come with the normal feel of her body hardening in response. Instead, it started to tingle and the heat spread along her inner haunches and blossomed outwards. The sharp sweet scent on the air flooded her nose and made her cringe. Her arousal was something that made her tail lash and quirk upwards with her haunches before she fought to get control over herself. Her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to keep herself from thinking about what it had felt like to have the writhing girl beneath her. She tried to think of anything but the need that made parts of her start to slicken and heat up.

"I see you're ready for your evening." Victoria's drawling voice interrupted her attempts to concentrate on something else and the lioness snarled out and cringed backwards. "Not that I'm surprised, you've been progressing wonderfully. Far faster than I had dreamed. I suppose some females are born sluts after all, aren't they?"

Victoria's voice was warm with anger and Erin tried to swallow, but her tongue felt dry and her throat contracted. The echo of her earlier thoughts were echoed in that woman's voice. She tried to cringe backwards but the door opened up wide and the doctor gave a flick of her fingers summoning her out. Something that had been trained into her with caresses to her ears and the base of her tail triggered her to stand up and step forward. She hated herself for it, she hated herself for even going to the open door and woman without trying to attack. Not that she could do much without claws and blunted teeth, but she should have at least tried to attack. Instead she came to the door with her head lowered expectantly.

She'd only get attention if she behaved well and her body had started to crave it. She had started to want it more than food. More then drink. And when Victoria's fingers caressed right along the edges of her rounded ears she let out a brush along them. They curled towards the places along her inner ears where the fur was the thinnest. The caress made her stomach tense up and a quiver run through her of pleasure and she arched her hips upwards slightly. She didn't even fight as they made their way towards the familiar room she had been tormented in. As long as the fingers continued to run along the edges of her sensitive ear she couldn't say no. Couldn't stop her treacherous legs from padding beside the wretched woman.

As they stepped into the, now, all too familiar room she was shocked to find that it had been emptied. The normal restraints and block had been moved out of the room leaving sockets where it had been set up. The desk and chair that had been in use for much of the time were no longer in position, just bare smooth walls and the floor. The only thing that remained unchanged, and even added too, were several black globes on the ceiling where she could see red lights blinking behind the tinted glass. She knew what was behind them. She knew that no part of her humiliation was left without video evidence that hadn't been recorded and even viewed online. Once she had been allowed to look at the laptop screen and the number of viewers had left her writhing in humiliation. Even if they didn't know who she really was, they still watched her. Still touched themselves to the sight of her being abused.

"In you go, tonight you're going to have to learn how to fend for yourself girl." Victoria's hand gave a push against her hind quarters that slid her across the tiled floor. "I think you'll find your new senses will be perfectly adequate in helping you along. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold your paw though." She yowled out slightly as the hands left her ear and she was left cowering on the floor. "Don't fret, I'll be in the next room maintaining the camera angles. We've sold out this session. All of them have been eager to sign up for the evening. I may have to hold an encore, mm?"

Those were the damned woman's last words before the door was pulled shut and she was left in the empty barren room. For a moment she felt her stomach twisting in denied pleasure. She wanted to be touched more, she wanted to be stroked and brought to fever pitch so that she was writhing against the floor and feeling the wetness growing inside of her. The only thing she could think of was the denied need that she could feel building up inside of her already. She had assumed it would be an evening session of torment, but now she was left letting out harsh noises in her throat and squirmed against the ground. She wasn't left waiting for long. A soft buzzing noise came from the room before a grating sound of metal came from one side of her, followed by a harsh rush of scent that made her entire body quiver.

The metal door that led into the cage directly next to the room rolled up and a massive golden form pushed his way through with a short snarl. The mane made him look larger, the thickness of his hair made his neck heavier looking and bristled down towards the line of his belly. Animalistic amber eyes peered at her while she scrambled backwards with a short hiss at the creature. The lion easily weighed eight hundred pounds of muscle and potential power. The ears were barely seen through the thick mane as he padded forward and swung his tufted tail back and forth so that it nearly brushed against the ground. The masculine scent was heavy on the air while the large male snuffed and started forward with a liquid grace that all felines seemed born with.

As he stepped closer Erin's terror grew and she snarled out a warning while trying to scramble back away from him. Her heart hammered against her chest as she felt as if she were trapped by that bright animalistic eyes. She scrambled backwards as the male lion stepped forward and extended his head while letting out a soft chuffing noise towards her. The muscles beneath his hide rippled as he appeared to glide over the floor rather than simply walk. Her body started to throb faster as the scent surrounded her and curled through her muzzle. Her breath came out roughly and she pawed roughly against her muzzle and brushed it right over her nose to try and get the scent away from her. It was just long enough for the male to inch forward.

She only became aware of it when she felt the thick mane tickling against her shoulder and over the edges of her neck. A hot puff of breath hit against her neck before a rough textured tongue dragged out to scrape against the smooth fur coat. Erin snarled out and twisted her body to slap at the male with one clawless paw, she slapped right against the lion's face with it as she backed away. Her fur bristled as she tried to evade his touch and hit roughly back against the wall. Her pupils pinned down with fear as the massive beast snarled back at her. She was nearly ready to feel it tearing into her with large hooked claws that would tear through her vulnerable body and along her exposed throat. But he only shook his heavily maned head and snorted out in annoyance.

When he didn't attack her she relaxed slightly and snarled out another warning to keep him back. The male didn't seem to do much more then ascertain that she hadn't clawed him before he stepped forward again. The pink and black nose twitched several times and snuffled hotly right against the curve of her cheek while the thick spill of mane tickled against her muzzle. It was hot with the scent of musk that made her stomach twist in a way that had nothing to do fear. The male's tongue flicked out again and dragged itself upwards right along the curve of the cheek until it traced against her sensitive ears. It made her whimper softly as the whiskers tickled and teased her. She tried to fight away the pleasure, but the male only pushed his muzzle against her sensitive ear before turning his head.

The cheek fur and mane tickled over them and she whimpered softly before her forelegs dropped down slightly. She wanted to force them back up again, but they refused to take her weight. Not when the light touch trailed itself right along the back of her tongue and the tongue licked out in a smooth scraping tug that rushed over her fur. It made her toes curl against the ground as she sucked in a breath and wrinkled her lips backwards slightly. Briefly, the lion gripped the scruff of her neck and pulled, but even the sharp canine's didn't stop the strange mixture of need and pleasure that rolled through her. It was too close to everything she had felt when she came here with the wretched woman who had made her into this. Her body knew what to do and it was eagerly doing it.

The male chuffed out and released her scruff before his powerful body loomed over her and the heat puffed up against the base of her tail. The warm breath made her tremble as it tickled beneath the appendage and she jerked her hips up in reaction. She twisted her head and tried to will the beast away, she tried to strike out again, but her body was locking up. She was locking up the way she always had when she knew that she was going to be getting what she wanted. The lion's teeth scraped against the base of her tail before the hot slick tongue flicked out to scrape around it. She watched him lick her, but it wasn't just the tongue that kept her in place. It wasn't just the pleasure that made her start to become aware of her pulsing slickening sex.

Erin was staring up in terror beneath the lion's tail and between the haunches. The golden balls were swollen and the skin drawn taut over the testicles. The scent was sharper from this end and she pushed her hips up into the air and pressed herself right against the muzzle. The teeth pinched against the skin and made her tense up as she hissed out roughly. Her toes flexed harder against the ground and she pushed herself forward slightly. That wasn't where she wanted the muzzle to be. Not even staring up as she saw a glistening of red that started to slip free from the golden pouch. It made her whimper as she crawled along the floor with her chest still pressed down and her hips pushed up. The muzzle pushed beneath the tail and the rough tongue scraped right over her exposed folds.

She nearly dropped her haunches as they trembled. She felt the tongue curling and spreading the folds open so that the textured tongue pad tugged and pulled along the inner folds. The wetness started to build up and the arousal coated the tongue as she cried out low and long. The padded nose pushed up against the outer lips while the tongue started to push harder against the inner lips and pushed against her tender opening. She splayed her forepaws out to either side while she let out a snarling cry and reared her head up. The tinted globes that impartially watched the scene unfurling beneath them caught her eye as she kept her ass in the air and presented to the hot tongue. The pushing appendage parted her lips open wider and wider, forcing itself into her body as she felt the heart beat starting to hammer faster and faster against her chest.

It didn't take long for the beast to draw back from her quivering folds. Her entire body felt as if it was trapped in the pleasure that curled through her and made her choke out a protesting noise. She whimpered and kneaded against the ground, her shoulders rocked back and forth as the massive male lion lifted his head. She was able to see him wrinkling his lips back and hold his jaws parted as he tried to suck in her scent. His sides heaved and panted shallowly as he turned his head to one side and moved a forepaw up to bat against her haunches. The curling toes gave a sudden tug and yank that skidded her paw pads over the smooth tiled floor. She didn't do more then hiss out at the rough treatment that left welts against her hide as she was pulled away from the protective barrier of the wall.

The male didn't wait for her to do more than crouch back down on the ground before his weight pressed down and over her back. She snapped her head up at the feel of the mane tickling against the line of her spine. Erin tried to struggle past the haze of need that had built up in her. She knew this was wrong. She didn't want to be fucked by some animal! She didn't want to be fucked as a female! She wasn't female! Her toes curled down and she tried to drag herself forward, but the weight pressed her down before the male gripped the scruff of her neck roughly. The nape of her neck was given a yank so that her long tufted tail jerked up and out to one side of the beast that pinned her down. Her hind legs splayed under the weight while she let out a coughing cry.

The grip against her neck inhibited her ability to fight or struggle, not even when something hard and slippery jabbed right beneath the curve of her tail. The wetness smeared against her while she sucked in a shuddering breath and cried out again. The powerful hind legs spread around her own and she felt the chest lifting up as the lion hunched over her. She knew what was happening, it wasn't something she hadn't seen in various videos before. The tip tapped and bumped between her legs, rubbing and scraping while she hissed out a breath. The barbs scraped against the pale inner thigh fur while she squirmed and wriggled beneath him. The tapered tip kept bumping upwards between her legs and trailed right along the exposed plump lips as a thick dribble of precum rubbed against her.

Her eyes snapped open wide and bulged slightly as the tip shoved right up against her outer folds and shoved roughly against her. The hot thick precum pushed between her folds before the lion grunted and the hips lunged forward. The outer lips spread open wide and forced the walls open around it as the tip squelched into her already wet passage. The invasion wasn't from a toy, wasn't from something fake, her inner muscles contracted down the male's penis greedily as her body was forced open for it. The next hot jet of precum erupted into her passage and flowed along her inner walls, marking it with the thick male scent. The beast didn't need anything more then to get his tip into her before he lunged forward.

Erin screeched out in denial as every last hot thick inch of the cock speared into her body and forced her muscles to wrap almost too tightly around it. Her own wetness was forced out around the edges as she struggled and tried to yank forward. It was too late, the grip on the scruff kept her in place as the heavy thick balls slapped up firmly just between her haunches. It made her shudder as she felt her walls contracting down tightly around the girth, quivering and adjusting to it. The tip nudged right up against her cervix and dimpled it inwards slightly before he pulled backwards. The barbs flared open wide and yanked through her passage and scraped along her passage and a screech burst out from her lips while she trembled in place. The weight shoved down against her while his low growl thrummed right down along the line of her spine.

It was painful, it made the tears well up in her eyes as she whimpered out roughly. It was painful, but part of her made her push backwards against him wanting more. Her body wanted more. Her body was eager and her forepaws splayed open wide so that her chest was shoved firmly against the ground. Her chin hit the floor before the hips pressed forward with a firm shove that drove the shaft into her. The tapered tip plunged in deep with a lewd wet noise while her folds clung around the thickest portion of the base and the sheath meshed up against her lips. It hammered right up against her cervix and she felt the blood red shaft bow slightly before he yanked backwards again. The scrape of the barbs raked along her body as she quivered and moaned out.

She wanted him. She wanted the beast. She wanted the lion like nothing else and she didn't care. Her ears pinned back against her head as she gave herself over to him, even with part of her mind screaming out in terror and rage. She didn't want this, she knew she didn't, but her body didn't care. Her body was on fire. The conflicting emotions buried as the lion started to thrust in short hard movements that dragged the painful barbs through her. They tugged and yanked backwards as the tip continued to dribble out thick dollops of precum to invade deep inside of her. She chuffed out shortly, the shallow pants that made his jaws spread open wide with a low moaning cry.

The wetness dribbled down between her legs and she knew that it was starting to mat her fur down with it, she didn't care. The scraping barbs pulled outwards all the way to the point that the glans nearly pulled out before the male slammed forward again. It hit roughly up against her cervix and forced it inwards, nearly forcing the walls open while the balls slapped up between her legs. The former man lost himself into it with short moaning cries. His head turned to one side as she let out another whimpering moan of pleasure. Her tongue spilled out from between her parted jaws as the hips slammed forward again, rougher this time while the thickness of the base forced her open time and again. It pulled and shoved against her outer lips while the hot breath panted against the back of her neck.

The need started building up along the curve of her belly while her eyes squeezed shut. She forgot about the fact she was being video taped, she forgot that people were watching, she forgot everything but the need that pushed through her. Her body pushed back against him as she felt the tip nudging right up against the circle of her cervix before roaring out. The sound was pulled from her as she milked and contracted her muscles around the invading member. The squeezing pulls rippled from the base all the way to the tip. The powerful thrusts of the muscular male started to build up faster and harder, her paws tried to dig down against the ground to keep herself in place as her orgasm rolled through her. Her arousal edged out around the edges of the dark red shaft that thickened inside of her and the barbs hooked inside of her.

The male's balls pulsed up and started to heave upwards with short throbs before the tip wedged itself right against her cervix. The hot thick rope of semen erupted out of the tip and spilled into her passage and forced its way past her cervix. Erin screeched out as each pulse jetted another hot pearly wash that flowed into her passage. Thick and heavy with sperm as it was flung into her womb in heavy ropes that made her entire body heat up in reaction. She felt the orbs twitching with the effort to force more and more of the seed inside of her. She could even feel the large vein as it was flooded and drooled out into her until the last dribble oozed out. The flow of warmth mingling inside of her as she was left trembling beneath his weight.

The muzzle pulled away from her neck leaving a wet patch of fur behind as she crouched in a state of shock. She lifted her head and her tongue lolled out slightly from her half parted muzzle while she let out a hissing breath. The male didn't wait for long, instead the large paws pushed down against the ground and the beast pushed himself up. His body lifted up from her in a smooth movement that was followed with pain that erupted from her overly sensitive passage. The barbs raked through her a final time, tearing from her with such force that she screamed out and lunged forward away from them. Her pulsing inner walls contracted tightly in reaction while she stumbled forward with a whimpering noise. Her tail held up and away from her body.

The massive beast only took a few steps away before flopping down on his belly and watched her with still bright amber eyes. She didn't care. Erin dropped onto her side as the burning sensation spread along her belly and she rolled onto her back with a groan. The pleasure was still there, the quivering after glow right along with the burning. She only stopped when the worst of it passed away and she was able to drop down onto her side. Her breathing came out hot and sharp as she curled almost into a ball and tasted the scent of the male lingering on her fur, on her loins.

As she glanced down between her own haunches she swallowed roughly. A thick pearly dribble of cum was oozing out of her, only a small amount when compared with what had been pumped into her body. She could feel the slimy stuff inside of her, feel it in the way she moved and her walls tried to squeeze down around the emptiness left there from the cock. Her first urge was to lean down and lick herself clean, to use her tongue to sooth the aching folds and inner passage. She fought it and simply turned her head away. She wasn't going to do it. As she dropped her head down a hot puff of breath tickled against her neck before a tongue dragged out against her fur. She froze and suppressed a whimper as a familiar tickle of a mane brushed against her shoulders.

She rolled her eyes back wildly and found the male watching her intently as he licked along her neck and kept pressed against her. The warmth of his musk teased her nose while he flicked his tongue up to her ears and tickled her with her whiskers. Whether she wanted to or not, her body responded and she felt the heat surging through her again. Erin clenched her eyes shut tightly. Not again, not again. This had already happened once. Not again.

"Don't worry, my dear, I'm sure a few more rounds will ensure you'll carry a fine litter of cubs." A voice came out from a speaker above her. "You're probably conceiving a few even now.."

Erin snarled up at the speakers, but the snarl turned into a groan as the tongue curled against her ear again. Her body trembled. She didn't want to respond, not when she could feel the thick pooling semen deep inside of her belly. She didn't want to add to it, she didn't want it to spread to the point that she was going to be swollen with beasts! She wanted to back away, but her paws only rolled over to put her on her belly in a familiar crouch for the beast. And when the cock pushed back into her violated passage and forced out some of the goopy cum, the pain of being wrapped around his cock was a small price to pay for the pleasure as she pushed back against him. Small parts of herself slipping away by the moment.