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Erin huddled in the room as far away from the male lion as she could get. Not that it would help matters. Not when she could feel the thick hot seed that had been poured into her body and it was oozing out of her passage and drooling along her inner thighs. She wanted to clean herself off. Every instinct she had said to turn around and to use her tongue so that she could get at the ache and sooth it away. The only thing that stopped her from doing just that was that she had already tried it once. She had nearly gotten to the point of licking herself before the male had pinned her down again and used her. Her inner passage felt raw and aching from being fucked over and over again, it was almost to the point that she wanted to weep from the pain, but she couldn't.

If it had just been the pain and humiliation that burned in her belly she could have ignored what she was feeling. She could have turned her head away and been enraged at how helpless she was and blamed it all on the bitch of a doctor who was doing this. But she couldn't. She couldn't because part of her was burning with the need to crawl up to the male lion and roll against his legs until he took her again. Her desire was flared hot through her and even after he had just mated her upon waking up she still wanted more. She was nearly trembling with the overwhelming urge to go over to him and crouch in front of him with her tail hiked up high. She fought it off, but only barely, only for now. Soon she would do just that. She had already done it so many times already in the last day. She had lost count.

While the male lion lazed and watched her she felt the urge growing and she started to push up onto her paws as her abused passage clenched together. A thick dribble of seed oozed out of her well bred passage, but she couldn't stop that. Even that scent was its own aphrodisiac as she let out a throaty moaning call deep in her throat. It was plaintive and high pitched, almost pleading and she hated herself for it. She would have stopped it if she could, but she only let out another low pitched moaning cry towards the big male. His ears went up and she took another step forward, already thinking about how good the barbs would be to reach the burning itch that had started up inside of her again.

She hadn't gone more then a few steps forward before there was a loud buzzing noise. It blasted in her ears and she hissed out before stumbling backwards. She twisted her head around and tried to locate the source, but there was just the empty room, nothing else. She trembled slightly and crouched down against the ground with a muted whimper. Her stomach contracted again when she watched the lion shifting against the wall. The buzz sounded again and the big male shook himself out and turned his head towards her so that her legs started to shift beneath her. The amber eyes watched her while she humiliated herself and pushed her ass up into the air, but they slid away at a third and final buzz. To her horror and relief he turned away and padded towards the still open cage door and left her behind.

For a moment she could only stare at his golden haunches as he stepped into the darkness and then her eyes lodged on the swollen balls and the way they bounced. Oh they'd be filled again, they'd be so ready for her. It made her stomach cramp as she crawled forward and let out another plaintive noise. The burning itch was spreading along her haunches and it was making it hard to think, but she didn't go more then a few feet before the door slammed down and shut with a metallic clatter that resounded in her ears leaving her alone. The hot scent of male was still behind, but she was alone, she was crouched and her walls were pulsing and squeezing around nothing as she blinked and stared around her. She didn't have to look around for long.

"It was enjoyable watching that, but I think it's time that you figure out your own body." The woman's voice came out in a drawl. "If you don't want to be fucked again by your new... friend, you can just lay down and at the end of two hours I'll open the door. If you want him, if your body craves him, then show the cameras how badly you want it. Show them your need and I'll return him to you."

Erin snarled up at the speakers and stood up stiffly and curled her tail around her paws while turning to look around the cameras. She swallowed a little bit and turned her head away from them while she tried to find a way to put her back to them so she wasn't forced to look at them. What the hell sort of woman wanted her to try and make the male come back. Yes, her body was thrumming and trembling with need, her stomach burned with it, but that didn't mean she had to give in. She'd been fucked raw and she wasn't going to continue to give them the show they wanted. She drew in a breath and flopped down on her stomach and resolved in her own mind to behave.

She dropped her head down to rest on her forepaws and wrinkled her nose up a bit. As soon as her nose dropped down close to the ground she was intimately aware of a sharp scent that invaded her. It was sharp and familiar. Her stomach turned at the golden dribble on the wall. The male had marked it. Hell, the male had marked the place all over to try and drive her into a corner with his raw scent. The masculine odor was on herself as well and made her retreat backwards. She stumbled back into the middle of the room away from where the walls were gleaming with musk and settled back on her haunches again. She wasn't going to play this game.

She fixed her eyes at a point high above the corner where one the camera's was and forced herself to watch it. She wasn't going to be their toy. She wasn't going to be there for them to mock or make fun of or make a buck off of damnit! She glared at that point and reminded herself that people were watching her. They were staring at home waiting for her to do something stupid or act like a whore. Fine, they could just watch her standing in the middle of the room without doing anything but glaring. They could pay for that if the woman was selling this time.

"Oh very good, very very good.." Victoria's voice sounded pleased and amused. "You are such a fun subject. I suppose you're going to just sit there and make sure there's nothing to view, but you're mistaken. You see, there's always things to watch. I think you'll get the benefit as well, after all, it is only fair that you know what the people at home are viewing."

Erin trembled slightly at that tone and sucked in a breath. It flared her nostrils wide and she fought not to squirm against the ground any more then she had to. She didn't have to wonder what the doctor meant for long. Screens that had been built into the walls flared to life around her and showed a blank blue background and a little hour glass. It was only idle for a few short moments before it snapped to life with a sudden moaning yowl that made her flush hotly and set her ears back. All around her the screens showed video of two lions in a room.

Oh god.. I don't want to see myself.. She whimpered to herself, but everywhere she turned about she could see a screen showing the scene.

The lioness on the screen crouched in front of the male and rubbed against him with low moaning noises. Her cheek rubbed against his foreleg while she wriggled back and forth against the ground. Her tail was held up high and her glistening outer lips were shown on camera already stained with seed as she begged for the male. Erin's cheeks burned more as she recalled doing just that. The scent of him that lingered on the air filled her muzzle as she watched herself on screen turning and pushing her ass in the air in open invitation to the big male. She swayed her hips back and forth as if just trying to get him to do what she wanted. And he did, gods how he did.

Erin crouched and stared in horror at the video of her body being covered by the male. It wasn't just the video of seeing him pinning her down, it was the fact she knew what was coming. She watched her scruff being gripped by the male on the video and how she had arched back into it with a moaning cry. The sounds were so loud in her ears and they were accompanied with the scent that left her squirming. It flooded her muzzle while she drew in slow full draws of breath and tried to go after more. Her chest swelled slightly as she let out soft noises and watched as the powerful body pinned her on the screen before the first screech burst free from her lips. The face on the screen was contorted with pain and pleasure as the cock plunged into her vulnerable body and forced her aching folds open, even as it worked to sooth her.

She felt her eyes bulging slightly as she stared at the screen and shifted on her paws. Her toes curled against the ground while she let out short little noises deep in her throat. Her lips parted and her tongue flicked outwards while she wrinkled her nose up and sucked in a deep full breath. When she panted it out again her hind legs started to shift up and down slowly. The movements raised her hips up into the air as the walls started to tighten and thicken. The walls caressed and rubbed against each other, but not around what she wanted. Her toes flexed against the ground and she pushed her hips back just as she did on the screen and snarled out as she didn't feel what she wanted to feel. The blood was pounding in her ears and making it hard to think straight. She could barely do anything but squirm against the ground and feel her hardened teats rubbing back and forth against the ground.

It was pleasure, it was need, it was heat pouring through her so sharply it was as if she had never felt it slaked. Her body burned with it and she listened to the yowling cries and grunts on the TV, she heard the wet noises as the cock squelched in and out and she was unable to feel what she should have felt. Her lips were wrinkled all the way back as she let out a series of soft pants and growled out softly to herself before pushing her hips down against the ground. She felt her folds brushing the cold ground and let out a startled little squeaking noise before leaping forward again. The screens started to change and shift in front of her to see the various times she had been bred. God how many times had she been bred?

Everywhere she looked she was forced to watch her body pinned beneath the maned body, she saw her rolling around the floor and twisting against the tile while she tried to sooth the ache inside of her or she watched the body pulling away and remembered the barbs. Those horrible wonderful barbs that made sure she wanted him even as she feared him. A soft whimper burst free from her throat and she dropped her haunches down against the ground to grind against the floor. The wet slippery folds pushed against the cold ground while she let out a ragged little cry. Her breathes came out in short hot puffs while she pushed down again and felt something slippery oozing out of her folds and marring the tile. Not even that was what she wanted.

With a whimper Erin twisted down against the ground, her body fell to the side and she rolled back and forth lightly. Her tail slapped against the ground as she arched her back and moved one of her paws up to try and rub against her own sensitive ears. She brushed over them and felt the heated nerves reacting to the touch of her own paw while she whimpered and curled forward slightly. Her entire body started to shiver and shake, she wanted it, she wanted him, she wanted to feel him. It was a need she had felt vaguely before and given into, but it had been pushed away and ignored. It had gone to the point that she felt consumed by it.

Oh god, I don't want.. I need.. Her thoughts tumbled together incoherently as she tried to make sense of them.

No, there was no sense. Erin was losing control of herself. She couldn't hold onto anything but the sound of the animals on the screen. The sound of her on the screen and sight of her egged her own as she started to puff in the scent of the male that flooded it. She wanted him, she wanted him there. She writhed and twisted to one side until she curled her body forward so that she could tuck her head downwards and her hot tongue grazed right along the curve of her belly. She could bend herself like any cat and she was able to tuck her chin down far enough that she licked higher towards her chest and back down again. The heat of her rough tongue licked right over her nipples so that she let out a growling sound of pleasure. She licked again, this time harder, and spread her tongue wider to push towards her belly.

Her nipples were so hard it almost hurt, but the stroke of her tongue roused more pleasure through her. She rolled and twisted as she twisted her tongue around one and pulled all the way to the tip before trying to wrap her lips around it. She heard the videos still playing, she knew she needed to stop, but her body didn't stop. She rasped her tongue over her own stomach roughly enough that she was rolling her hips to try and press into the sensation. It was harsh, it hurt, and she just wanted more. She just needed more. She licked harder and groomed over her nipples with broad hot strokes while her tail lashed against the ground. The need was all consuming, it was a touch of what she had felt when she had been with the male lion, but now there was no relief.

She dropped her head and panted shallowly as her tongue bathed the lowest set of her nipples. The teats were so hard it nearly hurt, but still she licked and groomed over them eagerly. She rolled and teased along them while she fought not to squirm anymore then she already was. The more her tongue rasped and curled against her nipples, the more she became aware that the true ache was between her legs. She could smell the hot musk of the male lion, she could even see the sticky cum that caught against her outer folds. They were swollen and ached so badly from the abuse she'd had at the hands of the male, but they also burned with need. She licked harder and even nipped at her own nipples as she hunched down.

Her fight to ignore her desire was a losing battle. Erin let out a choking sound, almost a sob, as her tongue flicked downwards and scraped right against her own folds. She tasted thick salty semen on her tongue and she nearly choked, but the sensation of her tongue rubbing against her outer lips made that reaction fade away. She licked harder and rubbed along her own outer lips until she scooped up some of the wetness and her throat worked automatically to swallow it down. When she licked out again she started to run her tongue slowly over the outer lips and then pushed inwards. She felt the heat of her own mound while she squeezed her eyes shut and tried to forget about the cameras. She didn't want to think about this being video taped, but she couldn't stop either.

She started to slowly work in a circle that grazed along her inner thighs and spread the heat of her folds open wider with the tip of her tongue. She'd eaten girls out before, it wasn't a first to be licking along plump lips, but it was the first time they were her own and with a tongue that wasn't human. She expected her tongue tip to be able to become tapered, but it was broader and when she crammed it between her folds it was too thick to be agile. Instead she was forced to lick in slow powerful lines that ran from the very top of her lips towards the bottom. She put force behind the strokes so that she was spreading the outer lips wide open and scraping right against her overly sensitive clit.

When her tongue pushed against her sore opening she tasted the male again and sucked in a hot breath before pushing her tongue upwards towards her clit again. It was awkward and she shifted her forepaw down to brace herself while she began to try and concentrate the strokes of her tongue against her sensitive clit. Each time she stroked over it she felt herself tensing up and a flash of pleasure went through her so her inner passage began to tense up and squeeze down. The contracting muscles clutch and pulled forcing out some seed and when she licked down again she scooped it up with the tip of her tongue.

She didn't want this! IT wasn't right. It felt good to use her tongue on her clit and outer lips, but that wasn't what she wanted. What she wanted was to feel something plunging into her passage. She wanted to feel herself stretched open so wide that her walls were wrapping around something hard. She wanted to be touched deep as she could get it and rub along the swollen walls to the point that she was writhing in her pleasure and pain. She didn't care that the thinking part of her mind was screaming in protest at the idea of another inch of anything pushing inside of her. She was too busy concentrating on the sound of her own heart beat pounding in her ears.

"Now now, my dear, you won't lick that itch away. You need to tend it better than that." A drawling voice made her jerk her head up with her jaws half open. She panted roughly as she stared blindly at the open door and the woman crouched just to one side of it.

As she watched the doctor pushed something roughly against the wall, just beneath one of the many camera's that studded the place. It wasn't one of the ceiling ones, instead it was only a few that were set into the wall just under chest height to her. She'd seen them used in the past during her sessions. They were supposed to make sure they caught action from a closer angle. She wasn't truly paying attention to the camera though. Her eyes were watching the bright purple toy that was being suction cupped firmly to the wall. The tapered length and size were so much larger than the lion had been, but she knew what it was. It was one of the toys that had been used on her so often when she'd been brought into the room.

"I think that this might help.." Victoria's lips twitched with amusement as she gave the toy a tug to make sure it was fixed into place and stood up.

Without another word her tormenter left, but she didn't do more then glance at the closing door. Her inner walls were contracting and squeezing along her achingly swollen passage. She didn't want to get up, she didn't want to move. She wanted to crouch down and ignore the thing even existed, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from it. Her nostrils flared and she let out low moaning cry deep in her throat. She just wanted to end the ache inside of her. She just wanted it to go away. She could make it go away. She dropped to her belly and let out a soft noise as she crept towards the wall. The toy jutted out, and even from a few feet away she could see the spines that would reach where she itched the most. It was set just below the camera, just where the video would be sure to see everything if she gave in.

Her jaw dropped a bit lower as she started to pant roughly as she came in closer towards the toy. Her nostrils flared wide and all it picked up was the hot scent of male where the lion had sprayed. She wanted to have self control, but she couldn't seem to find it. She shoved herself up onto four legs and swayed slightly. She could see her own drugged face in the black reflection before she turned herself and flicked her tail up behind her. The movement exposed her aching folds and she fought not to squirm as she twisted her head back to try and gauge where the toy was. Instead she could see the globe camera and her own body. It made her stomach turn while she let out a low rough moaning cry while she rocked her hips up and down.

The tip of the toy rubbed against her inner thigh as she tried to rock herself back on it. It poked and prodded, but not where she wanted it to go. With a snarl she pushed her toes up so that she stood as tall as she could. She rubbed the tip in along the softness of her undertail and it brushed along her belly before she carefully started to lower herself down to the flat of her paws. She got partway down when the tip caught against her folds. It brushed along her aching lips and she didn't pause or think twice. The moment she felt it starting to spread her open she pushed herself back to stab the thick toy inside of her passage. Her walls stretched open and she heard the lewd squelching noise as it forced wetness out of her body as she impaled herself.

She felt the brush of the globe camera against her tail and that was her only reminder that it was being video taped. That people were watching this and paying to see her humiliation. It didn't jar her out of the all consuming desire to feel the cock plunged as deep as she could get it. Cock? No, toy, inch by inch the toy sank into her passage and strained her walls open before she pulled forward. She trembled and fought not to prostrate herself as she had in front of the male. The moment she pulled forward the barbs scraped through her in a rush of pleasurable pain that came out in a screaming cry before she pushed backwards again.

Her heart started to hammer faster as she started to grind and hump against the toy. She pushed and rolled her hips so that the toy pulled in and out with wet noises. It dribbled downwards to mar her inner thighs while she splayed her forelegs open to brace herself. She flattened her ears and pushed harder backwards until her outer lips were splayed open painfully wide and then pulled forward again. She moved so that the barbs tugged and stroked along the rough patch her g-spot and made her suck in a rasping breath. She didn't even care she was grinding the tip all the way up against her cervix and nearly bruising it. The pleasure made even that pain enjoyable.

For the first time since she'd been stuck in this body she was in control of what she was doing. She wasn't tied down and she wasn't pinned. She wasn't being forced down beneath a male who fucked her with no regard to what she wanted. She was doing it herself and she let out a choking sob, but still she pushed her hips back and forth. Her inner walls squeezed around the toy as she started to work the barbs faster and harder along her g-spot. It pulled hard enough that she felt herself tensing up before pushing backwards again. The walls continued to quiver and pulse, trying to clench entirely around it as her tail flipped forward over the curve of her haunches and spine.

Her hind legs started to splay open wider as she dropped her forelegs down and lowered her forebody. Her breath came out in short harsh noises as she gave herself into the rolling movements of her hips. The pounding of the tip inside of her picked up pace as she moved her hips, it was a constant series of stimulations that left her tensing and relaxing. The world faded away and her tongue lolled out of her mouth as her stomach started to tense up. She let out a soft noise deep in her throat as she flexed her toes against the ground. The pressure grew and spread along the edges as she stabbed the toy deep inside of herself. Some of the thick dribbles of cum spilled down along the inside of her hind legs and marred her fur, but it only added to her desire.

The former man twisted her lips back and snarled out as the pleasure built up to a breaking point while her tail snapped this way and that. Her walls contracted tightly and drove the barbs into her own passage so that the first hot rush of pleasure erupted through her. Her entire body began to buck and tremble as she squeezed harder around the toy. She tried to milk it, to lock the barbs in place while the world seemed to fade away in that hot rush. She let out a soft cry as her hips came to a shuddering halt and she pushed backwards all the way to the hilt of the toy. The tip of the dildo wedged up against her cervix as she fought not to collapse under the relief and pleasure. Not even her shame, her humiliation, her defeat squashed the pure relief that left her weak kneed.

"And that, kind watchers, is our show. I hope you will join us next week. We'll be having a special show for one night only. Only a select few will be chosen to watch..." Victoria's voice came over the speaker and all Erin could do was peel her eyes open and star blearily at the white walls. Nothing mattered, nothing except that the ache between her thighs had finally stopped.