FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Sairai regained her senses, and sighed. She took another bath in the river to clean her coated underbelly, and then set off for home, her rump sore all over, and her legs wobbling. She could barely stand. She was only half-way home when a misstep caused her to tumble to the ground, sprawled on her sore legs. When she tried to stand, the exertion was too much. She would have to rest until she could stomach the effort to stand again. But as she rested for five minutes, feeling as though she would need all night to be rested enough to stand, she was interrupted. She noticed the cave lion, Tor, standing on a rocky outcropping ahead of her. She glared at him. "You are supposed to -protect- me! Where were you?" He cocked his head in confusion, unable to apologize or to explain his absence. She sighed. He had been no help, but she could hardly blame him. The grounds were a large area to patrol, and she was beyond the boundary anyway. Of course, he couldn't help her now, either. She lay there, flicking her tail in frustration.

Tor bounded off of the rock to land near her. She smiled as he approached her, rubbing his head against her body. She patted his head, scratching his large face. He was the same height as her, but a few hundred pounds heavier, mostly in the shoulders. He was purring. "At least he can keep me company," she thought. He paced by her, rubbing his body against hers as she ran her hands along his soft back. When she reached his tail, he lifted his hind legs in a feline fashion, arching his back in pleasure. Once done, he walked a pace or two away, and curled up, starting to clean himself with his tongue. She watched, having nothing else to do. She had always found his baths entertaining.

After watching him lick himself clean for five minutes, Sairai was surprised when the big cat shifted from licking his own back, to licking her belly fur. His rough tongue ran across her ribs, almost tickling her. She shivered as he continued to bathe her. It felt nice, and it had never happened before, so she lay still, wondering when he would stop. It wasn't as if she could do much else anyway, still not comfortable standing, much less walking. He shifted his position on the ground to lick her, moving slowly along her back. She watched as his rough tongue covered every inch of her body, from her ribs to her right hind leg. He was purring.

He stood, standing lower to the ground than his full height. He began licking her flank near her tail. She was still pretty sore, so she reprimanded him with a sharp, "No." When he didn't stop, she tried again, louder. Then he walked behind her, pushing his head up under her tail, sniffing. She was startled and commanded him again to stop, in shock. She gasped when she felt his rough tongue run quickly across the surface of her sore genitals with a dull, powerful ache - the ache of 45 penetrations in the last 34 hours or so. "Tor!" she exclaimed, anxious for him to stop. But he refused, lapping at her entrance persistently. Perhaps he tasted something intriguing.

As much as she ached, his licks were somehow soothing. Unable to rise, and unable to command him to stop, she gave in, lifting her tail to the side. He began licking harder, and she hoped that by cooperating, he would tire of it sooner. He pushed his tongue with more force, and she could feel it pulling her lips apart. The sandpaper-like texture was an overwhelming sensation as it glided into her. He began probing inside of her, apparently liking the traces of the stallions' semen still coating her vaginal passageway. She closed her eyes, hoping the big cat would go back to cleaning himself and leave her alone.

Tor had no intention of leaving her alone, though he did stop licking her. She sighed with relief when he pulled his large tongue out of her. It took her a few moments to register what was happening as the cat began scaling her back. She could feel his belly fur rubbing against her back, and she turned around in surprise. She saw the cat stepping over her, and she saw the red tip of his penis extending out of his sheath. He was erect and he was mounting her! She had never considered something like this - Tor had done his duty around the farm for years, and there had never been any female cave lions around. Perhaps that sort of frustration was working against her now.

Realizing his intent, Sairai yelled, "No! Tor, no!" desperately at the lion, but he continued mounting her, his hind legs almost ready to press against hers, violating her again. Her childhood friend and companion - about to rape her! She couldn't take that, and struggled to rise. Not only was she not ready to stand in her condition, but her struggle was met by a rather ominous growl from Tor. He was not going to let her leave. When she stood still, his growls turned back to purrs, and she could feel his hind legs brushing up against hers. His forelegs gripped her around the belly, and he bit her between the shoulders for a better grip. His teeth nipped painfully, but did not draw blood.

Sairai quickly lowered her tail to prevent him from violating her, and when he thrust, he met with failure. But he would not be denied - growling, he bit down harder on her back, and she could feel his claws unsheathed, digging into her sides. She hastily slid her tail aside without thinking, and before she could even process that, he had penetrated. His hips tensed as he pushed himself inside of her. She felt a slight, wet firmness inside of her, but the big cat had a much smaller erection than even the elk. His penis was only a bit larger than the humans' had been, about eight inches long. At the base, he was two inches wide in diameter, but he tapered along his shaft gradually into a point. She cried out, overwhelmed by what was happening. She could hardly believe that she was being raped again, and this time by their family pet.

Screaming for help when there was no help to be found, Sairai lay helplessly as Tor pushed his hips as deeply within her as he could. After hours being raped by draught horses, the big cat's lesser endowed organ slide easily into her, all the way to the hilt. She could feel his balls planted gently against her underbelly. He had paused at maximum penetration, not thrusting vigorously like the elk or horses. Just beginning to wonder what was happening, she suddenly felt his whole body tense around her, his teeth and claws raking her slightly, and then she felt an extremely sharp pain that blotted out all other feelings. Tor pulled out of her with surprising force, and this somehow caused her insides to convulse in pain, feeling as though his sharp claws were within her.

Horrified, she looked back at the big cat, who had backed up a foot, his glistening red penis still erect. He was watching her warily and she saw for herself exactly what had happened. On closer inspection, she realized that erection was lined with sharp bristles, facing backwards such that they only came into play when pulled back. She couldn't comprehend why this would be, but that was small consolation. The bristles had caused an intense, but brief pain unlike anything she had yet experienced, but the cat appeared unapologetic. He stood back slightly, watching her warily, as if she might attack him. She could see small amounts of white fluid dripping from his tip, the single thrust apparently having been sufficient stimulation for Tor.

Tor felt satisfied that she would not attack, and began to remount her. Sairai again tried to protest, giving the pet strict commands to stop, but he again ignored them. She watched as the cat grabbed her haunches again, the red tip moving quickly forward. She could do nothing as the cat thrust his prickly organ into her, parting her folds while the big cat gripped her back with his teeth. He methodically pushed his eight-inch penis into her, all the way to its hilt. Sairai held her breath, knowing what would soon happen.

She felt his hot semen spray against her vaginal walls, followed immediately by another gut-wrenching searing pain as the big cat pulled roughly out of her, his bristles raking her internal passages. She could not help but scream again at the pain, after which she saw that Tor had backed off again, watching her warily. She began to plead with him to stop, to leave, to let her go, with all the commands that she knew he knew, but he ignored them, waiting. Satisfied that she would not attack, he approached again. Sairai held her eyes tightly shut, realizing she would have to let the beast have his way with her. She hoped it would be over soon. She held her tail aside.

He took her again, quickly finding her ragged entrance and pushing himself deeply inside of her. She could hear him purring, and then felt his body tense, shooting his seed into her for a third time. Then she screamed. Tor had pulled out of her again, but this time he backed off only a few feet, not expecting retaliation. Perhaps he had tired of her? But no, after a shorter time of observing her, he began to climb onto her back once more. He had already taken her three times in the span of mere minutes.

Panting from exhaustion and frustration, Sairai could do nothing but lay there, her legs still too weak to stand, if the big cat would even allow that. Tor slid himself into her again, his pointed, barbed erection pulling her folds apart gently. From his purring she could tell he was quite pleased about raping her. She relaxed, readying herself for his sudden departure, and that seemed to help. She screamed as he pulled out, the barbs raking her insides, but she was getting used to it. If she relaxed, it hurt a good deal less.

Tor backed off only slightly, his head and forearms hovering over her presented rump. She looked back at him, too weary, her voice too ragged to make any protest. He seemed to have realized that she would no longer protest anything he wanted to do to her. He waiting only a fraction of the time he had been before moving forward again, his red, glistening organ still erect after 4 copulations. Sairai was pleased that he was not waiting as long - perhaps this would be over sooner. Surely he could not continue for much longer.

He fucked her again, and she knew to relax. His seed shot into her again, and again he pulled out, running his penis's barbs against her sore walls. The cat barely dismounted at all, still gripping her flanks with his forelegs. Sairai was panting, but Tor was just beginning. It was mere moments before he penetrated her again. She was shocked at how vigorous he was, screaming he pulled his hips back, exiting her for the sixth time. This time he did not even release his teeth's rough grasp on her back, merely shifting his hips back. He knew she would not resist. She held her tail plaintively aside, starting to worry about the cat's stamina.

He violated her again. His fur was soft against her, but his teeth, claws, and barbs were a constant pain. She began to anticipate his slow entrances eagerly, when he slid easily inside of her. He released within her again, his fluids and hers slowly coating her insides, making his departure that much easier. He waited mere seconds before thrusting again, grunting. His claws and teeth became a dull ache, but she could not help but cry out in pain whenever he pulled out of her. He barely paused before pushing himself into her again.

She moaned, realizing that her body was heating up - that his entrances, at least, were turning her on. She relaxed, helpless to resist, cooperating to make things go easier on her, as she did with the elk and the stallions, and the humans. And as with them, the big cat's rough attentions were beginning to excite her. She grabbed her breasts, seeking that blissful orgasm to take her away from this place, if only for a short time.

She screamed as he copulated with her for the ninth time. Tears in her tightly closed eyes, she began to rub her breasts, trying to ignore the sharp pain. Tor took no time in violating her again, burying his shaft all the way into her. She strained against him, panting and moaning, trying desperately to reach her climax before his next painful counter-thrust. Blinding pain entered her mind again, and she lost ground. Then she felt him enter her again, his slow but strong thrust spreading her gently apart. She moaned, rubbing herself furiously, trying to somehow imagine the big cat as her centaur lover. She was getting close, when he grunted again, spilling into her and pulling out of her. She was struggling against the tide, trying to reach her bliss before the next wake.

She didn't have time, each painful mating setting her back. She pictured him instead as himself, her beloved pet, her protector, making love to her. She caressed herself and moaned his name, trying to want him, trying to enjoy this. But again the pain interrupted her. She decided she had to learn to enjoy it, to enjoy him all - the pain and the pleasure. As he violated her another time, she made no illusions about what was going on - he had her in his control. She was helpless, and he was fucking her relentlessly. She relaxed herself for the pain she knew was about to come as he finished his thrust, now deep within her. She called out to him, asking for the pain, wanting it. The pain clouded her mind, but she struggled through it, rubbing her own breasts as she strained against him. She felt warm and close, despite the pain, and she welcomed his soft, wet, reentry. "Oh Tor, please...more!" she panted. After he was buried within her again, she cried out at the sharp pain, moaning. She called his name again, needing him, craving his erection. He did not slow, pushing himself into her again, purring.

She squeezed herself against his penis as he forced his way inside her for the fifteenth time. Warm and wet and sweating, she met his thrust with a powerful orgasm, moaning loudly, her entire body shuddering. Her fluids released around him, easing his entrance into her passage. He seemed oblivious to her cries, and once he was embedded as deeply within her as he could manage, he ejaculated within her as he had so many time before, in such a short time. He pulled out of her harshly, but she was ready for it - relaxed, wet, and distracted by her climax. Even as she continued to shudder, the greedy beast took her again, his stamina unflappable.

Unable to resist his demands, Sairai lay helpless and cooperatively, letting the big cat have his way with her. She was astonished at how long he could go - each copulation was quick and brief, but she had lost count at roughly thirty. She imagined he had fucked her over a hundred times by the time he finished with her, pulling himself off of her tired, sweating body to move back a few paces and begin to wash himself with his tongue. His many violations had brought about in her far fewer orgasms, but by that time she had convinced herself that she was enjoying it.

Still, she was only relieved when he finally backed off of her, his fluids flowing gently down her hind legs to pool on the ground behind her. It had been an impossibly rough day, and night had fallen hours ago while Tor was raping her. If anything she was more tired now, and she made no effort to get up, quickly falling asleep.