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Erin didn't know if she had any part of her left that could feel shame anymore. Or at least, any humiliation that was left to her that could rouse her into outrage. Her life was a hellish series of events that were recorded with loving detail and she was left never knowing when the next even would take place. Her body wasn't her own anymore, no matter how much she wanted it to be something she could control. It wasn't her body. She didn't want to even admit that it might be something she possessed. She would never debase herself into begging for a chance for relief. She would never present herself to a male. She would never use a toy to masturbate with in front of the camera. But over and over again Victoria forced her to do the thing she thought she would never be pushed into.

The night was quiet. The lab was quiet. The normal sounds that filtered past her cage were missing and she was left alone for the first night in so long that she couldn't even remember. She didn't know how long she had been here, it was impossible to keep track. Every time she tried to estimate the days that had passed she faltered as the number grew to high and she balked at even admitting that she could have been here for that length of time. The count had to be wrong. At least, that's what she told herself over and over again. And in the end she gave up counting and tried to distract herself with something else.

That bitch. That whore. _ Erin growled low in her throat as she paced back and forth in her cage. The only thing that ever helped ease the burning of her loins anymore was her rage. _She called me a monster, now look at her. She's worse than a monster.

_ _

The thought steadied her and she flattened her ears as she began to recount exactly what she wanted to do to the bitch. Not just the bitch, but the whore's daughter as well. She'd done nothing more then fuck the girl and rough her up, but if she ever got her hands on that lithe little teenager again she'd make it hurt. She'd make the little bitch cry for her mother and kill her afterwards. It would be slow and painful, but that's exactly what they deserved. A slow painful death that would cripple the bitch of a doctor before it was her turn. The fur bristled along the rise of her neck as she snarled in the darkened cage and sank into her rage. The only feeling that didn't make her realize that every day she slipped just a little bit further from herself. Every day she became more the beast.

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"It's alright, sweety." Victoria smoothed her hand down her trembling daughter's hair. "It's alright..."

Her daughter was shaking so hard that she could hear Vicki's teeth rattling. She clung to her mother like she was the last solid thing on earth. Victoria murmured meaningless words as she tried to calm the panic that had threatened to overwhelm the teenager. There was no need for the panic. In another time, another place she would have been so excited and happy. Victoria closed her eyes against the pain as she felt the tremors starting to ease as she rocked the girl back and forth. She wanted to cry like this so often, but she didn't. She was able to calm herself down and keep herself from falling into the pit of despair where the world was a terrifying place. Vicki couldn't. The girl wasn't able to take any comfort in the revenge her mother was enacting because she hadn't told her.

_I wish I could. I wish I could tell her all of it, but the knowledge is dangerous. _ Victoria crooned wordlessly to her daughter as she felt a renewed stab of hatred for the man that had done this.

Vicki had gone out for Homecoming. She'd gone out with a shy young man who had a quiet way about him. He was handsome enough and Victoria had been hoping that it would signal the healing her daughter so badly needed. She was young and the trauma of her rape and abuse was so fresh, but she should be able to heal with time and help. Except, it hadn't happened like that. Her daughter had come tearing into the house in tears, shaking and in a blind panic that Justin had been terrified to see. He'd babbled and stammered and nearly wet himself as Victoria had come charging into the living room to see what was the matter. She was nearly ready to skin him alive if he'd touched her badly, except he hadn't.

If he had, it might have been harder and easier both. Easier because the reaction would be one she could understand and she'd have something to fight. But harder because Justin had just kissed his date and his hands had wrapped around her. It had been a trigger event that had sent Vicki into a panic attack that she was ever so slowly pulling out of. It never should have happened like that. She should have loved her first real kiss and being held by her date. Instead she'd felt trapped. Victoria smoothed her hand down along the curve of her daughters back as the teenager pulled away with a trembling smile and wiped her cheeks off with one of her hands.

"I'm sorry, Mom, I just.. I don't know what came over me." Vicki tried to smile, but it left her pale green eyes haunted. "I'm going to shower and go to bed. I.. think that's best."

"Do you want to talk?" Victoria moved a hand to rest over her daughter's lightly. "I can have all night for you."

"No.. No I don't.." Her daughter pulled her hand free and hugged herself. "Just wanna go to bed now."

Victoria watched her leave, her back hunched as she huddled over herself. One day, one day the girl would come back to a small part of what she had once been. One day she'd be proud and strong again. But until then her heart bled for her. She pushed her hair out of her eyes and stared down at the floor for a few moments. Erin was still in her power. The monster was still being stripped of all of her humanity bit by bit. Perhaps today she'd prove that she was truly helpless. Perhaps today she'd prove that she was going to be a slave to her desires forever.

Anne sent me one of her prizes. I wonder what Erin would do if she found out exactly what a slave she is now... The thought made Victoria's lips twitch in a bit of a smile. At least it would chase the helpless feeling that was growing when she thought of her daughter.

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"You know, I do believe that you're getting lonely with just myself and all your pretty toys to play with." The bitch drawled out as Erin huddled against the back of her cage and snapped out a snarl. "Why, you must miss that male dreadfully. He didn't even get you pregnant. Such a shame. But I suppose we can't do anything about that..."

Erin turned towards the corner and balled her feet under her body to try and ignore the woman. It wasn't just that the words were mocking, but it was the fact that she wanted to go to her. The sight of Victoria made her entire body start to flare hot with desire. She wanted to roll around the doctor's feet and grind herself along the legs in the hopes of getting release. She'd been trained for that. Every night it happened and every night her body started to anticipate it. She couldn't control it, couldn't stop it. All she could do was try and keep away from what she wanted most in the hopes that she wouldn't continue to humiliate herself as badly as she had been. It made her flatten her ears down against her head as she tucked her chin down close against her paws. This wasn't what she wanted. This wasn't what she was.

"You're in luck, we have such a pretty new friend for you to play with." Victoria grinned and tilted her head to one side. "I thought perhaps you'd like to have something more to your tastes tonight. After all, that might perk you up, hmm?"

Erin glared at the woman and sank down on her belly, she tried to ignore the way her nipples grazed against the smooth ground. At least, she meant to ignore them. The moment they brushed the floor she shifted and rubbed them back and forth with a shiver. Why did it have to feel so good? Why did it have to make her want to wriggle and writhe until they were hot and swollen?

"Come, Jeremy, come see your new friend..." The woman drawled out with a grin that teased the edges of her mouth. "COME!"

The last word was spoken with some force and Erin jerked her ears back and stepped forward. It wasn't even directed at her, but she couldn't stop herself from stepping forward. She got another step forward before she stiffened and froze as a four legged shape came behind the doctor. Erin swallowed roughly. Jeremy, that was a males name. Oh god, not another one. She didn't want to be fucked all over again. She didn't want to feel those barbs inside of her. The barbs teasing and scraping her inner body, rubbing and soothing an itch so deep that her tongue had never been able to reach. The heat of hot liquid seed flooding her....

Erin parted her jaws and started to pant as her tail curled up along her back and she stopped herself by force of will not to drop down and start to lick away the swollen sensation of her folds. She wanted to, she needed too, but she made herself stop. Even though she didn't touch herself, she could scent her own arousal on the air as the four legged creature stopped just inside of the cage. The fur was a rich brilliant gold peppered with rosettes that spread along the shoulders and back. A pair of yellow-green eyes watched her suspiciously as the creature dropped its haunches to sit and tried to curl it's tail around the forelegs and paw. That's when she felt a wash of pure relief when her eyes dropped downwards to the belly. Not a male.

The female leopard's middle was heavy and swollen with cubs. The skin was drawn tight and thick dugs could be seen peeking from the soft white fur. They teats were already hard and heavy with milk, so she must be quite close to giving birth. Erin had never been so grateful in her life to see a female. She felt weak kneed and she twisted her head up to look at the damned doctor and kept a smirk from her lips with sheer force of will.

"Jeremy here is a prize of my old employers. She's born seven litters of cubs and this will be her eighth. I'm afraid that after tonight I'm going to be sending you on with her." Victoria's lips turned up with a grin. "She has a way to ensure fertility and she recently lost her last lioness from the male turning on her during mating. She'll be happy to have a replacement."

Erin snarled up at the bitch and bristled. She couldn't' answer in words, but she could at least make her displeasure known through rough sounds.

"For tonight, I think you should get to know Jeremy. She's quite a lovely leopard and I'm sure you can convince her to relieve you of that itch." Victoria's brows furrowed a bit. "If you're rough with her, hurt her or do anything to her that might damage her cubs, I promise that I will introduce you to a rather randy zebra. It would be a shame to ruin you so thoroughly, but well.. better that then the loss of cubs. Have a good night."

The door shut and Erin launched herself at it in impotent rage. Her soft paws slapped against the door roughly as she twisted her lips back in a fierce snarl. How dare that woman leave her like this and make such a threat? How dare the woman leave! That was the one question that was burned into her mind until she couldn't focus beyond the fact that she hadn't been used. The lingering ache of her loins flared to life as she faltered in her attack on the door and dropped down to all fours with a grunt. On the one hand, she was so grateful that she wasn't going to be humiliated tonight. On the other hand, her body felt uncomfortably swollen and roused. It made it hard to think properly as she gave her head a rough shake glared at the leopard who shared the small cage.

The pregnant female gave her a wary look and moved to a corner so that she could brace her back on it before she sank to her stomach. Jeremy looked like any other leopard. Smaller then a lion, a bit weaker, Erin noticed with pride, but spotted with a white underside and a long white tipped tail. Her head was a bit more square and she had smaller paws, but the toes looked longer. Jeremy. That wasn't a female's name. Had the leopard been human as well? Had the leopard once been a human male? The thought made her uncomfortable. Seven litters of cubs, that would be years that the spotted cat had been captured and forced to be bred.

Erin had felt some relief that she hadn't been successfully bred. She'd dreaded seeing her stomach start to swell or trying to carry young. It was emasculating. Not that anything in her life was masculine anymore. The lioness stretched out on the floor and heaved a sigh as her eyes ran over the gravid belly uneasily. The fur was thinner along the stomach from having to stretch over it, but that only left the nipples exposed. They were thick and perked, swollen looking as they capped the milk filled mammary glands. How close was she to giving birth? Days? A week? Not that she knew anything about reproduction in large cats.

It was a good distraction studying the leopard. A good way to ignore how her own body was throbbing in time with her heat beat. It was a fire that consumed her and it was hard to breath as she forced herself to watch the white furred stomach. The more she looked, the more aware she was of her own perked nipples. They were still small, not yet treated to the harsh feel of muzzles suckling milk from them. But they were brushing against the floor until she started to rock her feet lightly to move them back and forth. The cold hard floor was a poor substitution for fingers, even when they pinked and tugged at them until it was nearly painfully. She made a soft sound in her throat as she flexed her toes against the ground and squirmed.

She'd felt it before, and each time was a new horrible reminder that she had no control over she had no control. The ache in her loins was like a fire as flesh grew swollen and overly sensitive. Her nerve endings came alive with a rush of heat that left her eyes closed as she fought the urge to try and lick herself to ease it. She couldn't get an angle good enough to actually use her tongue in a way that would help her. It just added to her frustrations unless she was given access to a toy. She flinched a bit at the memory of grinding and humping against a toy in front of the camera. It had been awful, but she hadn't fought it at the time. All she'd known was need and heat and desire until it consumed everything. And she could feel it starting again.

Jeremy, the leopard, made a noise and Erin snapped her eyes open to see the spotted feline licking the curve of one of her shoulders with an incredibly long, broad, sensuous looking red tongue. A tongue that smoothed over the fur effortlessly. A hot looking tongue that could wiggle and find places inside of her that would make the heat go away with time and effort. Erin licked her lips and watched as the tongue flicked higher up on the shoulder and she let out a soft noise in her throat. It wasn't a dildo, it wasn't a damned male, it wasn't her own tongue, it was just another tongue that belonged to a female. It was the closest thing to normal that she had been around in so long.

The leopard stopped licking as Erin pushed to her feet and swayed a bit. Her feverish eyes slipped over the striped form and she let out a low growl in her throat. All she had to do was get the leopard to eat her out. Was that so hard? Women loved that shit. They were all at least a little bisexual right? She kept rolling the ideas through her head as her eyes slipped down to those swollen looking teats. Step by step she advanced on Jeremy, and the leopard went tense before hissing out a warning. Erin ignored it. Her eyes were locked on the perked nipples and the white under belly. How full were they of milk? How sensitive were they? Her own were so sensitive that even lying on them created pleasure, but would they be even more sensitive if they were full of milk.

The leopard screeched out a sound of outrage as Erin darted forward without another thought and ran her tongue over one of the teats. She flicked it with her tongue and moved one of her larger paws to shove down against the spotted shoulder. The nipple was tugged with the rough padding of her tongue and rewarded her with a hot thick dribble of milk. She jerked her head up in shock and the leopard screeched out again and writhed before she set her paw down harder against the shoulder. How much of a human was left in there? Enough to understand what she wanted? There had to be, no leopard would just flop down next to a lion.

Erin snarled up at the leopard and dipped her head down to nip one of the nipples hard enough to make the captured female rumble angrily. The sound bubbled up and then turned into a rougher noise as the lioness nipped again. She brought her throbbing body in closer, so close that she forced the leopard to wedge herself higher up on the wall as Jeremy tried to escape. She was bigger then a leopard and she used that weight to her advantage as she sidled in closer. Her side brushed against the warm spotted fur while she ran her tongue hotly along another of the teats. She rolled it with her tongue while the creature squirmed and twisted in an attempt to escape. She felt a surge of power and satisfaction at the beast's attempts.

_Just like before, I'm still myself. _ The thought was smug and she rumbled low in her throat as she deliberately nipped one of the nipples.

The smugness added away under the feel of fur pressed against her and the warmth of the body rubbing along her side. It was sensuous and reminded her forcefully that she still was flushed with desires that made her know without a shadow of a doubt she wasn't male. Her tail lashed and cured against the leopard until she felt the muzzle bumping against it. Even that held a sort of sensuous pleasure that made her heart speed up. She had the leopard pinned, Jeremy wasn't going to get away and obviously wanted to, but it wasn't the thrill that she had felt when she'd had other women before. The former man was helpless, but Erin was still a female and the need she felt made it impossible not to know what she wanted.

She didn't want to stab her cock into something to hear it scream, she wanted something inside of her. It made her groan out and she shifted her hips until she placed her weight harder against the side that was pinned against the wall. She shoved hard enough that the leopard was forced on her back and Jeremy snarled out wildly as she struggled to remain upright. It was too late. Erin pinned her down with her larger chest and straddled her chest so that she was half crouching above the female. She could feel her own sex swollen and aching with need as she looked down at the heavily pregnant belly. With a soft hiss she dropped her haunches slightly and gave one of the swollen nipples a rough nip with her dulled canines.

Even dull canines could hurt and the leopard snarled out in protest. Her body went stiff as Erin remained crouched above her and waited for a few moments. She could feel the hot breath tickling against her inner haunches, but there wasn't a move made to lift upwards to give her what she wanted. It was frustrating and her stomach burned with need as she snarled down at the upturned belly and nipped the nipple again. This time she used her fangs to pinch the nub until the leopard cried out roughly and the toes along the haunches curled in reaction. Erin didn't let up or offer any mercy as she gave the nipple a rough pull. She tried to imagine the cries were human and that the woman was fighting her, but the former man couldn't reach for that image.

Her body was aching with the need that the damned doctor had forced on her and she had no choice but to fulfill it. Her mind was alive of the images of the male who had fucked her, raped her, bred her, and made her crave the rough barbs. It wasn't until she had yanked the nipple backwards too hard that Jeremy snarled out and the leopard raised her head to push between the lioness' haunches. The hot breath panted right over her swollen glistening sex before a tongue rolled outwards to run along the outer lips. Erin groaned out and flicked her tail up so that the tongue could start to work in slow purposeful strokes along the outer edges of her heat ravaged body. She trembled slightly and gave a rolling drop of her hips to grind against the muzzle.

She ignored the milk filled dugs, though she didn't lift her head up enough to let the female think that she wouldn't go back to abusing the swollen nipples. She squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated only on the feel of the tongue as it ran along her and started to caress in slow smooth movements. It pushed along the outer lips and the roughness was almost like the barbs, except they didn't hurt. The leopard cleaned the slickness of her and left her folds throbbing. She wanted more. She dropped her hips a bit lower until the tongue tip was forced into her passage and the lioness flexed her forepaws against the ground with a whimpered moan of pleasure.

The hot warmth plunged into her passage and started to stroke in smooth fast movements. The rasping barbs weren't as sharp as a male's cock, but they scraped over nerve filled walls that left her moaning out low in her throat. She didn't even moan like a human, they were long and plaintive, like any feline in heat. She spread her haunches wide and pressed her chest and belly down against the white one as the tongue forced it's way ever deeper. The strokes started to pull in and out so some of her wetness was forced outwards and left glistening along the outer lips. The hot scent of arousal filled the air and Erin folded her sensitive ears back with a hissing cry as she gave up the idea of trying to imagine this as being a human woman and she male.

There was nothing male about her left. Not her body, not even her mind, not really. Once she felt the tongue plunging in deep and the nose pushing against her outer lips she was lost in the hot need that left her heart racing. Her inner walls contracted and squeezed greedily around the tongue. She massaged around it and drove the small barbs into her walls so they were rasped and that only pushed her further towards pleasure. She lifted her hips upwards slightly and then dropped back down in slow movements that humped against the pregnant leopards muzzle as she curled her lips back and lolled her tongue out in hot pants. Her entire body felt swollen with her need and the tongue was only pushing her closer towards her peak.

There was no camera here, no one to see her, no one to know how badly she wanted this. When she had been filmed before she had tried to subdue her desires, but now she didn't care. She recklessly humped back against the muzzle and moaned out loudly when the tongue obligingly pushed in deeper. The tip of it flicked up and caressed a spot that made her squirm and she lowered her head to rub it against the milk filled teats. Her tail curved upwards right over her back as she started to think of nothing more than the building pressure inside of her. She spread her haunches wider and pushed backwards until the leopard growled a warning, and even that vibration left her groaning out as she peeled her lips back and let out a short hissing noise.

Jeremy's tongue began to wriggle back and forth as the leopard seemed to be licking faster. The rough tongue scraped against her clit time and again. There was no harsh stab of pain like with the lion, there was only pleasure and the knowledge that the only one to see it was going to be this human trapped in an animals body. With that in mind, Erin was pushed over the edge and she dropped her hips down sharply. Her entire frame started to shake as her inner walls clamped down eagerly around the tongue and tried to milk it. She squeezed and pulled, the need spilling over her as she let out a snarling cry and her hips gave a final shuddering push downwards so that her own arousal smeared the spotted muzzle beneath her.

It was an orgasm that left her feeling dizzy with relief. It was as good as it had been with the lion, better because she had been alone and once she pushed past her own disgust she had gotten into it. She panted shallowly and let her weight rest over the leopard. She felt secure in the knowledge that no one would ever know what she had done or why. She had even been able to act somewhat like her own self, though she had never been forced to moan and squirm like a damned whore. Erin forced the thought away and just bathed in the afterglow with a final shuddering sigh of relief.

-BEEP- An electronic sound made her ears pin back and her head jerked upwards so fast that the leopard snarled in protest.

"Oh that was very good, I thought it would take half the night for you to do that." Victoria's voice purred and one of her hands moved to trace the base of Erin's tail.

The touch sent a shock of desire, pleasure and need through the lioness. Her tail was sensitive, too sensitive. With a snarl she launched herself off the leopard and blinked owlishly at the crouched doctor who grinned at her. No, it wasn't a grin, it was a smile that flashed teeth like a snarling wolf. The doctor held a handheld camera in her hand and the door behind her was wide open. The beep had been the recorder being turned off.

"I do believe that was your best show to date, though I think you can improve upon it." The woman tilted her head, "Don't worry, my dear, you will have a long long time to think on it. After all, Jeremy had had years of training to become as famous as she has become. I think in a few years you'll be doing just as good hmm?"

Erin gaped at her and the damned woman stood up with a superior grin on her face and walked out of the room with the camera tucked under one arm. Years. She would be here for years. There was no escape for her. Only the hell that she had been given. With a groaning sob Erin dropped her head, only to feel a paw shove her shoulder. Jeremy's teeth flashed in the light as the leopard loomed over her. It was time for payback, and the lioness didn't have the heart left to resist it.