End of a rivalry
End of a Rivalry
The blue furred Ronso stood, beaten but not defeated. The other 2 however could not say the same. The surrounding ronsos cheered Kihmari's victory over the other 2. Biron and Yenke ronso lay defeated on the ground, their broken horns resting just beside them. They struggled to stand, but to no avail. The penalty for failing in battle against another ronso was severe but the 2 chose to face Kihmari of their own will...
In his tent...
The had always taunted Kihmari, they even went as far to dishonor him by breaking his horn, but because of his time spent with Yuna on her journey, he was more than capable of dealing with them, and he did. He lied on his self-made bed in his spacious tent, a sort of commotion going on outside as he rested. Biron and Yenke were being jeered at by the crowd of spectators, their clothes being torn from them as they were prepared to be given up to Kihmari as their punishment from losing the battle. They could have just as easily been slain on the field, but he decided to be some what compassionate in his execution, he also wished to defile them as they had done to him.
Moments later, the 2 were pushed into his tent, their hands and legs shackled together. They hit the ground with a thud, groaning some from their cuts and bruises, the guard ronso laughing some.
"They're all yours Kihmari, you've earned it." He smiled down at the two, closing the entrance to the tent behind him. Kihmari had already sat up in bed, but he didn't appear to have any outward emotions to the whole situation. His broad blue chest heaved in and out as he sat there, obviously thinking deeply about something.
"So you're just going to sit there?!" Yenke chimed in, heaving heavily as well as he tried to get to his knees, the chains making it hard for him to do so.
"At least have the decency to do what you're supposed to do!" He snarled from the ground, a bit of mud splattered on his cheek.
The larger, and now dominant blue furred ronso walked over to his once rival and grabbed his head, lifting him from the ground onto his knees and looked him deep in the eyes.
"That is the last time you will speak to me like that, I own you now. You will regard me as master from now on." Kihmari growled, bearing his fangs a bit as he said this, then dropped Yenke once more. The ronso grunted as he hit the dirty ground. Biran on the other hand stood silent, figuring he would escape a harsher fate if he remained silent; he did not know the extent of Kihmaris rage.
The ronso turned from them and walked over to a makeshift clothes hanger, he slow removed his armor, exposing more of his dense blue chest fur, he then slid out of his lower garments that once guarded his loins. They now hung on the hanger beside his upper body wear, his blue furred, muscular bottom now exposed.
Biran and Yenke had secretly been attracted to Kihmari for some time, but such a union was forbidden among the ronso, it did occur however, but had to be kept very quiet. However, If one were to lose a bout such as the one that the two had just moments before lost, the ronso who won had the right to do as he pleased with the other. They tried their best to hide their swelling sheaths, but it was no use, the sight of Kihmaris chiseled body nude before them was something they weren't quite ready for.
Even more to their surprise however was when he turned and stood before them, his own erect black cock slipping from its hung sheath, the tip oozing with pre. He growled lowly and walked over to them both, his strong male musk permeating the air around them, a certain warmth near him as he walked over.
Once again he did the unexpected, unshackling them as they lay before him.
"It is pointless for you to escape as you will only be brought back to me, so try and remain civil and this can be...pleasurable for all of us." He said, standing in his usual manner, his arms folded over his broad chest, his massive cock on display, the full 10 inches no longer hidden in its furry prison.
The 2 stood a bit, finally having the chance to wipe the bit of blood from their muzzles. They turned to him and looked, their own erections rising a bit, but the fact that they held it back didn't allow them to reach their full lengths. Yenke spit on the ground, a bit of blod mixed in with it as he did.
"Y-you think that this changes anything? I will not allow my honor to be tarnished by you!" He growled angrily, but was hushed as Biran laid his hand on his shoulder.
"Yenke, you and I both lost fair and square. More than square as it was the two of us against him, it would be dishonorable to not accept your fate." He purred a bit as he said this, which always managed to calm Yenke. He stopped growling and looked over at Brian, nodding a bit in agreement and breathing a deep sigh. All this while kihmari undid his braids, letting his long silver hair hang loose around his muscular shoulders.
"That is better, come, we must bathe." He grunted and walked between the two of them, beckoning them almost with his tail. They followed, Biran a bit less reluctantly than Yenke, but he was no longer in protest.
The tent in which Kihmari lived was opposite a large hot spring, privately owned by him as a gift from his village for helping to rid the world of Sin. He stepped up the rocks and into the spring, the hot water made him tingle a bit as he stepped in, the gentle bubbling washing up over his knees, he turned to his favorite corner and sat, wrapping his tail around his middle so he wouldn't sit on it. He sank in low and allowed the water to soak up to his chest, his arms resting on the warm rocks around the spring. The two followed him and sat across from him, Yenke's lighter fur matting and becoming a bit darker, while Birans fur returned its same glossy look. They purred a bit from the warm bubbling water and settled in.
"Sit closer to me." Kihmari beckoned in his most commanding tone. Biran was first to stand and move over, sitting just within arms reach of Kihmari. Yenke rose as well, and say on the other side of him, also just out of arms reach.
"Now Bathe me slaves." Kihmari growled and got more comfortable, leaning into the pool a bit more to submerge his chest. Biran reached over slowly and grabbed a bar of soap that Kimari always used to scrub his fur, getting a good lather while he rubbed it between his paws and began to rub over the ronso's chest, the bubbly soap coating his fur. Yenke was doing the same but was rubbing his broad shoulders and lathering up his hair, the Ronso purred and growled happily, a smile creeping across his muzzle as Biran went lower down his torso, his purrs growing more intense as he got closer to his groin. Backing up some onto a rock, he exposed his still hard package, his legs now dangling into the water.
With a snap of his finger he caught Yenkes attention.
"Yenke! Clean my loins you slave." He said in his deepest growl. Yenke responded after a moment, ceasing his rubbing and moving down before Kihmari on his knees, his huge meat hung, almost picturesque, before his face. He reached a paw out, his own erection in full sight as he lathered up the hung ronso, cupping his wet sac with his free paw. He stroked his hand up and down with the slippery shaft and the heat of his warm paw elicited a deep lusty growl from the commanding ronso, this and the fact that Biran took on extra duties as he licked and kissed all over his neck, his paws still clawing lightly at his chest. His teeth bit ever so lightly, teasing the flesh below the fur, his tongue licking slowly and longingly as he rubbed the muscled pecks.
"good slaves..." He purred and used his rough paw to grope Birans bottom, making him groan and purrrr deeply. It felt so soft, yet muscular in his paw, his claws digging into him a bit, but not to draw blood. Yenke was still groping and cleaning the 10 incher in his paws, beginning to get into it a bit himself.
Kihmari bit his lip , enjoying the grooming he received, but he soon stopped himself as he felt his climax coming near. He gently eased Biran away from him.
"That is enough for now..."He panted and nodded to Yenke as well, who took the hint and backed off. He let himself slip completely under the water, rinsing off the suds and previous filth, emerging with shinier, matted fur, his flowing hair draped around his shoulders.
"Ah, now that we have bathed, it is time to offer yourself to Kihmari. Go. Back into the tent." He pointed and the two did as they were commanded, stepping out of the pool he shook himself a bit, warm drops of water dripping from his fur.
The inside of the tent was warm surprisingly, and it didn't take long for the three buff cat men to dry off, all three of them remaining rock hard through the entire ordeal.
"You," Kihmari said, pointing to Biran, "Come here..." Biran nodded compliantly and walked over, just inches away from Kihmari, the light blue ronso Grabbed Birans arms and pulled him close, their bodies pressing against one another as Kihmari lightly bit into his neck, making him gasp. He let his paws run down his back, massaging and pressing along every crease and curve.
"mmm, you are going to be my female from now on. I will mate with you and make you mine..." Kimari grunted between bites, his paws gripping the firm buttocks of the purring ronso. Kihmari grinned as he left his neck, his attention turning to his muzzle as he licked over it...almost tasting him seconds before his tongue found its way into his muzzle, locking the two in a deep, lusty kiss. Their tongues danced around one another, lips closed tight to one another's as they probed the innards of their mouths. Moments later, the kiss was broken and kihmari slowly turned his slave around, rubbing his thick meat against his rear teasingly, he pushed a bit on the back of his neck, making him lean forward as he rubbed the tip of his cock against the tight pucker of Birans anus. The bending ronso had never been mounted before but the feeling of Kihmaris package so close was almost enough to send him over the edge right there.
Finally and mercilessly, Kihmari forced his way into the tight male, his cock head entering with a squish, the ronso beneath him eyes opened wide with pain.
"uuuunggggh!" He grunted as he was slowly penetrated, his yelps only making Kihmari want to push in more. Another inch shoved in, biran already felt as full as he could be but it just kept going, tears welled up in his eyes and he bit his bottom lip until he could taste his own blood in his muzzle. One more grunt and push and 5 inches of throbbing black manhood found its way into him. He now yelped out loudly, which was beginning to annoy Kihmari.
"Yenke, Shut him up." Kihmari growled, and Yenke took the hint, his own glistening 8 inches of cock was now only inches away from Birans muzzle. As he prepared to gasp out again in pain, he was quickly passified. Biran had practiced this a few times with Yenke before, but this was quite a different situation! The mix of pleasure and pain as his tail hole was stretched by the large ronso behind him and the feeling of a hot cock in his muzzle was almost too much for him, he began to suck yenke off with gusto, his jaws pulling in as much of the cock as he could without choking. Yenkes excited grunts and growls did little more than turn Kihmari on, his cock finally planting itself deep into his little slave.
"Oh gods yes...so tight." He growled as he pulled all the way out to the tip and slammed in once more, poking and pushing onto the pinned ronso's prostate, thick globs of pre coating the floor with every violent thrust. Yenke on the other hand was now humping furiously into Birans muzzle, choking him at times as he managed to get his entire length into his maw, and inch or two going down his throat every time.
Biran didn't know whether to be in heaven or scream out in anguish, he was being mounted at one and end and forced to suck at the other, and neither end was being very nice about the whole thing. Kihmari's bulbous sac slapped against his own with every thrust, as the intensity and speed grew, so did the churning in his balls, he could feel the cock throb deep within him, letting him know he was about to get a tail hole full of seed, the meat in his muzzle reacted in the same way, pulsing out clear globs of pre with every thrust.
The fullness inside of him didn't stop for at least another 10 minutes, the Ronso's own abused cock no longer able to take any more as he grunt around the cock in his muzzle, spewing thick streams of cum from his painfully erect cock, which jerked and managed to splatter Yenkes feet. The excitement of his cock caused his tail hole to clench up, and Kihmaris thick flood of rich ronso cream burst forth into him, spurting deep inside of Biran and making him more full than he ever imagined, it felt like if he came any harder he would fill his intestines. Years of meditation was now released into his tight tail hole, the Ronsos balls struggling to empty themselves in here.
Yenke also gripped the back of his Ronso companions head and lodged his cock in his throat, not bothering to care if he choked or not, his own explosion rocketing down Birans throat, the amount of cum he released was amazing! He had to have made him gulp several cups of the stuff and it didn't seem as though he would be stopping anytime soon. With a satisfied grunt, yenke fell back, his legs week as he also slipped out of Birans muzzle, his cock still jerking lightly and splattering jizz on his abdomen as he did. Kihmari pulled out as well, still coating the abused ronso's back some with cum as he fell in a pleasured heap on the ground, lying in a puddle of the ronsos cum, his tail hole leaking what Kihmari had forced inside of him.
The three large cats panted and purred, thoroughly exhausted from their little session, their cocks slowly returning to their sheaths as their cumming ebbed. Kihmari leaned down slowly to Biran and sat near his face, his legs agape as he hefted him up into his lap a bit, Biran's back resting on his chest.
"I am sorry Kihmari...I can do no more." Biran said, panting for breath and whimpering a bit, but kihmari simply laughed in his deep voice, his tongue slowly lapping at the used ronsos head.
"Mmm, I have taken you. And now you are mine, forever." He growled and slowly opened his muzzle wide, a sickening popping sound following as he suddenly unhinged his jaws like a snake. Yenke backed up in fear, the sight of Kihmaris jaws bearing down on the practically raped ronso made him whimper helplessly.
"h-h-how is this possible?" He questioned quietly in the corner, fearing that his fate may be a bit worse than just becoming the ronsos slave.
Kihmari paid little attention to him but took strong powerful gulps around the unsuspecting ronsos head, which had moved its way back into his throat. His tongue lapped hungrily over his prey, coating the fur to make the trip a smoother one as his jaws popped once more with the width of the great shoulders forcing into his jaws. Another loud GULP and they to were lodged in his muzzle, the steady rumbling of his chest getting louder as he licked over his catch's muscular chest, but all that muscle would matter very little where he was going.
It was about this time that Biran realized he wasn't just receiving a gentle licking from his master, but the lack of strength did little to help him out. All he could do at this point was make a few weak kicks and protests, which ended up being little more than twitches to the powerful jaws of Kihmari. His head was now completely in his throat, bulging the smooth grey and blue fur as he slide down, the outline of his head almost completely viewable as inched its way steadily downward.
Kihmari was strong, but it seemed his throat was not suffice enough to do the job, so he employed the help of his arms to heft his meal into his eager muzzle, grabbing at his sides and almost forcing him in now, his torso disappearing completely into him. His jaws oozed over the prey, not having done this in some time, and it was a luxury that only he and a few other gifted ronso could enjoy.
Which was probably why all Yenke could do was look on in horror, both confused as he saw his companion slip into his captor and wondering why he found it so...erotic. His shaft was fully erect once more, but fear overtook him and there was little he could do about it.
It really was quite a spectacle to see, one cat slowly bulging out the other. Kihmaris chest now pressed outward as the lump made its way steadily to his gut, the occasional groan heard coming from both involved parties. Biran was experiencing the last massage of his life as his head was pressed and groped over by kihmaris wet throat, each gulp tugging him deeper. Every sound pounded in his head, the wet gulps of the rest of his body, the deep throaty purrr of pleasure from kihmari, and the pounding of his excited heart as he consumed him.
He hadn't slowed one bit as he tossed his head back, using gravity to his advantage as he pulled in the ronso's groin, his tongue flicking teasingly at his cock while all Biran could do was moan. But Kihmari was more hungry than horny and didn't give Biran the satisfaction of another orgasm. He gulped powerfully once more, his groin and buttocks sliding into his jaws with a SLORP, now all that remained were the semi-lifeless kicks of Birans legs, the gentle flicking of his tail as it slid down further. The bulge of Birans head finally reached Kihmaris Belly, the tight muscular entrance admitting him slowly into his final resting place. He smelled things he never imagined, the rotting (or digesting) remains of Kihmaris past meals making him twist his face in disgust, but Kihmari kept on, his jaws now relaxing a bit more as Birans thighs slid into them. His tongue bathed them in his saliva, seemingly not missing an inch, but hunger once more got the better of him and he resumed his gulps. Moments later all that could be seen of Poor Biran was the flittering tip of his tail, which fell prey to the famished Ronso as well, disappearing between his sexy jaws, a sly smile creeping upon his face.
The bulge now collected in his middle, the contours of Birans body no longer seen down Kihmaris middle as he curled up inside his quivering gut, massively distending it into his lap. He purred like a kitten and folded his ears back quite happily, his claws sinking lightly into the sides of his gut as he soothed it.
"Purrrrr....I hope you were paying attention Yenke...I still hunger." The large cat growled as he somehow managed to get to his feet, his belly squirming and bulging out.
"B-b-but, h-h-how could you possibly want more?..." Yenke asked, scared for his life as he backed into the corner of the tent pathetically.
Kihmari grinned deviously and licked his lips for emphasis, partly tasting the remnants of Ronso on his lips.
"I have not done this for some time...and the blessing of a snake god helps as well. Now don't waste my time I or I will be forced to chew you..." Kihmari growled lowly, signaling Yenke to rise.
He stood uneasily and whimpered more, his legs trembling as he walked toward his devourer.
"P-please....don't do this..." He whined. His once proud and noble posture now reduced to a groveling sort of quiver. Kihmari pulled him close forcefully, shocking him a bit as he sunk his claws lightly into his arms, making sure he wouldn't move. He leaned in ever so close and took a long rough lick across his face, his tongue slobbering in anticipation.
"Mmmm, even better than your friend here..." He growled and pushed his still quivering gut against Biran.
"Hes still alive you know, just as you'll be...." He groaned and yawned his jaws wide, giving Yenke a rather intimidating view of the back of his throat, he pushed his jaws forward over his face, the bitter sweet taste of Yenkes tears arousing the ravenous Ronso. He purred as he hugged his shivering prey to him, not rewarding Yenke the same pleasurable tongue bath as Biran, his jaws lurching forward over his head and taking it in with much faster, longer gulps. Kihmari's jaws now stretched considerably over Yenkes slightly broader shoulders. This didn't slow him down much though, and what better way to silence the boastful young ronso than to make a short meal of him. He grabbed yenkes buttocks roughly, purring as he heard a pained yelp from his gullet and he pushed upwards, shoving him in at an alarming rate, his feet lifting off the ground as his meat made its way down his gorged throat.
GULP
GULP
GULP, was heard audibly as Yenke disappeared, now in the same position as Biran was just moments before, his slightly more active legs kicking about in fear as they hung from Kihmaris muzzle. But gravity came to his aid once more and his flailing legs proved to be quite useless now.
The moment passed quickly, but to Yenke it seemed a lifetime. Kihmari had managed to get him down SOMEHOW, but he knew in his heart there was no way he should've been able to do it. He shivered and shuddered as he curled up next to Biran, the tight wet sac slowly pulsing out a tingling liquid every few moments. He knew what it was and he wept in earnest, knowing that his fate was sealed.
Kihmari however was quite pleased with the glutton he made of himself, and rather than by a proud roar his people were known for, he released a mighty BURRRRRRRRRRRAPPPPPPPPPP, rumbling the contents of his gut. The sudden rush of air had silenced Yenke for good, his digestive juices doing their job as they broke down his fallen rivals. Kihmari could barely move, the Ronso were known for putting a way quite a bit of meat, but two full grown males proved to be a bit much, even for him. He crawled now, on hand and knee, his belly dragging softly along the ground as he made his way to his bed. He reached it with minimal trouble and climbed into it, rolling onto his back to rub his stuffed gut.
The feeling of two large males within him made him feel powerful, and beside that, he had always fancied a larger look. He slept sound that night, the gentle sounds of gurgling lulling him to sleep.
The End
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