The Story of A Lion Dominating a Zebra at The Waterhole
It was a very hot day on the Serengeti plains and of course it was one fateful lion's turn to go out and look for some food to pick up from a local meat trader in the town of Pridelands.
The lion hated every minute of the long walk from his pride's village to town because his people did not believe in cars and other forms of transportation to and from the area.
The chief in charge was one of those traditionalists who wanted to live like the four legged cousins of the fur lions. Even they had it better then the lion in questions who was grumbling to himself as he walked the over ten mile trek to the village.
"Why can't we have cars like the rest of the local prides" the lion grumbled. "My paws are going to be fried if I don't either find shade or water to cool them off" the lion cried.
In all truthfulness it was not the best time of the day to go out and get meat for the pride village but.. The chief said they needed meat by sundown or else.
"Or else he says, Or else you are going to be hunting like the real lions or for that matter sleeping with them if you don't get us meat for the upcoming honoring of my small new cub who was introduced into the world" The lion reflected.
"Since nobody else is willing to walk to Pridelands and get meat you are the man of the hour" The chief of the village said. "If you do not return by this evening I will personally make sure you spend the night sleeping with the real lions in the plains" The cheif warned.
"Go now and do not disobey my orders" the chief commanded.
The lion had decided to get off the main road into town and take a shortcut to a well known water hole where not only did the real lions stop to drink but the Pridelands village people stopped to swim and cool off on their way to and from Pridelands.
The temperature was well over 100 degrees and the lion thought the chief could shove it and wait until it got way past dark and the lion was able to walk back without cooking his paws.
"If I'm a little late I don't mind sleeping with the real lions anyway" the lion mused. "I'd rather sleep with friends who purr or roar instead of talk" the lion thought to himself as he recalled having to live with a bitchy sister and an even bitchier mother who were always riding the big cat to earn his keep in the village or get out and find hs own life and village to call home.
That and they always wondered why the lion never went out with hoards of lionesses in the village. None of the village knew the lion was gay and liked to dominate prey animals especially zebras. He'd always dream about finding his special zebra slave or slut and dominating it and making it his slave.
The lion had the weird desires ever since he was a kid. He'd had always tried to dominate the small zebra boys or take them captive for a day and make them do what he ordered them to do. One kid he remembered loved to be dominated and told what to do and so he made him his little slave until his mother and the zebra's parents found out that is.
The lion was punished harshly by the village chief and sent to live on the plains for a solid month after the conviction was handed down. The lion had never liked the cheif anyway because he was always trying to get him in trouble for his strange fetish or trying to make him the joke of the village.
All that stopped when the lion grew up and got really big. At nearly 7 feet tall and 300lbs of solid muscle and attitude the chief quit his games all together after the one night ticking the lion off and losing a few front teeth and having a huge shiner on his eye from the lion getting his just revenge.
As the lion walked towards the watering hole he laughed to himself that the worst the chief could do was threaten to put him out in the plains if he didn't bring back meat for him.
"Serves that little prick right for picking on me and making a joke out of me" the lion proclaimed. "One day I might make a slave and slut out of him and then lets see whose the biggest chief in the plains" the lion thought to himself.
The lion was no less then a half mile from the watering hole by now and he heard some splashing in the water which was nothing new because everytime he'd been at the waterhole for a dip there was always a fur or groups of furs from his village or surrounding ones swimming in the waterhole.
Most of these furs were families and he rarely saw anybody worth having a conversation with and maybe a little more. Most of the villagers who frequented the waterhole were taken family men with a lot of kids and a very fertile wife. The lion recalled one time of seeing a father bear try to flirt with him as his wife and cubs were at another end of the waterhole. The lion went along with his game until his wife saw what he was doing and nailed him across the skull with a tree branch and took off running after the fleeing bear with brood of cubs in tow with equally as disgusted looks on their faces.
"I can't believe the guy had the nuts to even flirt" The lion reflected as he neared the waterhole. "I made him shiver and get so huge down below and then his wife just iced the cake for me" the lion laughed to himself remembering how old this guy was and what secrets he might have been hiding.
The lion never did see that sicko bear and his family again.
The species who frequented the waterhole were mixed but most of them were lions or the rare bear and maybe a cheetah or two. The lion figured it was going to be another lion or some family there to cool off as he was about to.
That's when the lion saw him.. The lion's eyes locked onto a white back with black stripes. It was a very rare site to see a zebra in predominantly lion territory much less the two legged fur variety.
Most zebras kept away from this land based on what their elders had told them. A zebra if found was usually a sex slave or pet of another lion. Zebras traditonally are considered food for the four legged lions and most of the two legged ones living in the Pridelands area were either killed, ran off, or sold as sex slaves or pets to lion villages.
The lion had a deep fetish for dominating zebras and he'd rather dominate a zebra and send them on their way then make them a sex slave or slave like he used to as a kid. He found out that zebras loved to be hunted, dominated, and then sent on their way.
This one fit that bill nicely. The lion eyes locked on the beautiful black and white stripe body cooling itself off in the waterhole. The lion watched as the intense sun rays gleamed off the well chisled back muscles. As the zebra disappeared under the water for a second the lion found a secluded patch of bushes to sit crouch down in and watch the zebra's cooling off with water show.
When he re-emerged after a few seconds the lion's heart stopped and he got a good look at the front of the zebra. A chiseled six pack and a muscular neck were perfect for biting and dominating! It was when he got down to below his abs when the lion felt a sharp pang deep in his tribal garment in his groin.
The zebra had one of the most beautiful set of balls and a cock that the lion had ever seen. This zebra either was extremely lucky to still be free or he just knew how to avoid getting caught. The lion's eyes roamed over the impressive member of at least 6 inches limp. The lion knew this guy was going to be a fun hunt and dominate sex pet for him.
As water cascaded down his body the sun gleamed as the water sprinked down the zebra's body and dripped of his balls.. His balls were shiny and shaven and the water turned them into a couple of mirrors reflecting light which made the lion's cock start to stir.
It was then the zebra started to almost tease the lion as if he knew he was being watched. The zebra's fingers were starting to caress his nipples in circles and then pinching them to make them erect. Slowly and teasingly his hands roamed down his body to the small bush of fur that was covering his crotch where they stopped there for a second and started to twril the hair down there around. The zebra's crotch hair twirling made the lion ache for more.
As one of the zebra's hands was rubbing his crotch bush the other was holding his powerful neck and acting as if he was being dominated. His face was up in the air and his eyes were closed and a smile was forming deep within it.
The lion's cock at this point was stretching his tribal tights to the max. The lion was a huge well hung feline as it was but he could feel his 15 inches of thick lion cock threatening to rip his tribal tights in half as he watched the arousing show.
The lion nearly exploded through his tribal tights as he watched the zebra's left hand snake over his crotch and past his cock to roll his huge balls around slowly.
The lion had a huge turn on for huge balls and this zebra had to have balls about the size of a couple of peaches or even bigger than that.. The lion purred and moaned as he accidently rubbed the top of his tribal tights across the ground forgetting his throbbing motorcycle of a cock was really begging for attention.
"Oh my god.. NNN" the lion growled as his predator instincts were taking over. "I hope you turn around prey because I want to see what I'm dominating into" he lion said quietly as he watched the zebra's next move.
The zebra did not turn around yet but he did do something that made the lion want to rip off his tribal tights and jerk himself off to a loud orgasm. The zebra grabbed his semi erect cock and started to graze his fingers over the head of it causing him to whinny and moan lightly.
The lion could see his cock was getting bigger and bigger. It had to be at least 20 inches long at full erectness! Then the zebra did exactly what the lion wanted.. He turned around. Before the lion made his move he checked out the beautiful ass which was round and plump yet so fuckable. When the zebra lifted his tail up and gave the lion an awesome view of his pucker and his low hanging big zebra balls the lion couldn't handle it anymore. He was going to dominate this bitch one way or the other especially when the zebra reached around and played with his pucker and traced a finger down his ass crack to the base of his balls.
The lion knew anybody could show up at anytime and ruin his shot at a good domination sex so he moved quickly and silently to the water's edge and snuck in with little or no noise.
The zebra didn't even know he was being hunted as he continued to fondle himself and get close to an orgasm until he felt two large paws grab him by his neck and a set of teeth clamping down in a mating way across his neck.
As soon as the intruder got control of the surprised zebra he heard him say:
"Ok bitch. Listen up..You do as I say and submit to me or you'll be the meal I bring back to my village. Understand?" The voice commanded.
"Get your hands off me you perv!" The zebra shouted. "I will not do as you command" the zebra shouted as he was trying to squirm out of the grip of the huge paws.
"The problem with that you bitch is I'm your ticket to freedom or the dinner table and if you do not satisfy me or my demands I will fuck you and then kill you, do you understand?" the lion deeply growled as he made the zebra well aware he wasn't kidding around with a swift bite to the top of the zebra's shoulder to where blood and gushing out.
The zebra cried out loud in shock but eventually got the clue the intruder meant business and if he was going to get out of this alive he'd better play the intruder's game.
"Shut up bitch" the horny lion growled. If you make one more whinny or whine from the pain you deserve I will make sure to bite you to death as I'm savage fucking you and you can die either from my bites or my savage humping.. Feel me bitch?" the lion roared as he waited for the response of the zebra.
"Yes master" the zebra finally admitted.
"That's a good little bitch" the lion commended. "This won't hurt..Much" the lion growled as he ripped off his tribal tights and put his huge drooling cock into position and slammed 15 inches of lion cock deep into the quivering zebra's tunnel.
The zebra was raped and thrusted against savagely. There was not time to feel the pain of his attacker as it was to just stand there and wimper just like the bitch he was.
"Oh yeah bitch.. You're nice and warm and I see bitch likes daddy's rape" the lion snarled as his cock continued to pound deep into the subdued zebra's ass. His paw reached around and violently jerked off the zebra's huge cock but stopping as he was close and crunching down on his nuts to keep the wonderful prize inside waiting until he was ready for it.
"Roar, I see bitch knows how to hold back..Roar" the lion growled as he was getting close to a mind blowing orgasm.
The zebra was actually enjoying this savage raping the lion was giving him. He himself loved to be dominated by a predator and this one was perfect even though he was still a little scared.
Soon he heard a loud roar as the lion exploded jet after jet of lion spunk deep into his ass filling up his insides and leaking out of his ass into the water.
The lion savagely ripped his still hard tool out of the zebra's ass and flipped him around for the first time to give the zebra a good look at him.
The zebra was blown totally away by how big and sexy this lion really was. His amber red colored eyes and huge mane just blew the zebra away and that was not counting his cock which the zebra about blew his load when he saw the lion spunk still leaking out of it and all over the orange sized nuts and dripping into the water.
The lion had a good chance to now look at his victim. The lion's eyes did a double take because this zebra was the one kid who loved to be dominated by the lion when they were both kids. The lion recognized the blue eyes and same subdued gaze he remembered from long ago as a young cub. He had gotten a little taller but still was a full three inches shorter then the mammoth big cat which made dominating this zebra that much more fun!
"So I see bitch still remembers who is master here" the lion cooed.
"Yes master, not only have I not forgotten but I was hoping it would be you who did this savage thing to me" The zebra said. "I never thought my biggest fantasy of a lion attacker would be you" the zebra said.
"Shut up bitch.. small talk is over" the lion growled. "If you move once or cum before I want you too I will kill you and make sure your cock and nuts are on my plate at the next meal.. Do you understand?" the lion growled as he bit the zebra's other shoulder deeply and blood gushed out of it.
The zebra whinnied in deep pleasure as the lion took control of him and took his mammoth cock into his mouth and shoved it down his throat as far as it would go.
Then the lion popped his head back up and used his sand paper tongue and tortuously licked the top of the zebra's tender cock.
The zebra whinnied out loud in deep pleasure as his attacker/ lover tortured his nuts and licked the top of his cock until he thought he was going to pass out.
"MMMM.. My my does little bitch taste good" the lion cooed as he tasted the zebra's pre seed for the first time.
After about five minutes of continuous cock and balls tongue torture the lion knew his bitch wasn't going to last for much longer. He gave one last deep suck and thrust of his mouth down the zebra's mighty cock and ticked his very full tender huge nuts before the zebra whinnied a deafening loud shriek of orgasm exploding deep into the hungry lion's throat with bucket after bucket load of zebra seed that filled the lion's stomach well and appeased his appetite for what he was craving in fresh hot dominated prey seed.
The zebra by this point had lost consciousness and the lion had to go on into town and get the meat for his village chief. He had been at the waterhole way longer then he wanted to be but nobody came by in the two hours he ws there with his victim.
"I'll let this bitch live" The lion said as he carried the unconscious zebra out of the water and threw him rudely on the ground.
The zebra had been a good little bitch prey domination slave today and the lion was pleased with his fortunate luck to fulfill a fantasy he'd always wanted to do. Who knew a zebra would be brave enough to tempt fate and be the best little domination toy the lion had ever ran across.
The lion dressed the zebra and then laid him again a tree and figured this would be the last time he and the zebra crossed paths.
He'd make it a point to be sure to stop by this waterhole more often. The lion knew he was going to be sleeping out in the plains with the real lions that night but he knew it was worth it.
However,
He didn't know if he'd ever see this prey again but right now he needed to get to town and head back to the village to get his guaranteed awaiting penalty.
The lion gave one last glance to the out cold zebra and was gone as quick as he had come in.
A couple hours later the zebra awoke and staggered to his feet and walked back towards the main road and hopped a bus he flagged down on the road which was heading towards his end of the plains.
As the bus struggled and groaned back to life and pulled away the zebra wondered if he'd ever see that beautiful predator again. He had the marks and soreness all over to prove it!
As he drifted off to sleep he dreamt about his encounter and hoped one day to see his lovely attacker again. Would they ever meet again?
Only time would tell.