Detram
I had been a little shy about showing up at Ted's party.
It was the first time I'd been invited to his occasional get-togethers, though I'd heard my friends going on and on about how great they were before.
They know I don't do too well in big crowds--they put it down to a mouse's natural shyness, but they don't understand it's at its base a fear of ending up as prey.
Still, sometimes you just have to work through your fears and live a little.
I showed up a little before nine, just as night was starting to fall. I was offered a drink and some light snacks, which I enjoyed, and then proceeded to wallflower it up for the whole next hour.
I really, really would have liked to join in the conversation. But, you know how it's hard to talk to someone who's intimidatingly beautiful? Now imagine how hard it'd be to break into a crowd of half a dozen of them. A burly deer with the deepest blue eyes had my attention most of the night, but I never even managed to draw his gaze.
I felt so left out.
And then the deer left. I didn't even catch his name.
Oh well, I thought. May as well split.
I tossed my cup and plate and went by the bathroom door on the way out--my place was at least 45 minutes off, so I figured I'd better take care of business before making the trip.
The door was locked. From inside I could hear groans and the sound of someone being sick.
A rhino down the hall saw me testing the door. "I think he's going to be in there a bit. You might want to try downstairs."
The basement hallway was dark, save for a couple of dim orange night-lights at intervals; I didn't see any switches.
The hall turned a corner, and led me into a big open space with a stark red light on the far wall illuminating a row of urinals, among which was a massive tiger, bound and nude save for a blindfold, belly filling most of his lap.
Not exactly the facilities I was expecting.
Still, by this time the call of nature had started to become urgent, so I approached the furthest urinal and pulled down the front of my pants to let my cocks free.
The tiger heard me moving, and his head turned to track me as I crossed the room.
"Piss... please..."
I looked back at him in a new light. He'd probably been tied up there for a while... was anyone taking care of him?
I pulled my pants back up and went up to him. "You need help, man? You said you needed to piss?"
The tiger shrank back a little as he heard me speak. "Piss... please... thirsty..."
I blushed deeply at the suggestion and faltered a bit. "Um... are you sure I can't get you a glass of water or something?"
"Please use me, sir."
Now, okay, I'd never even considered the possibility that someone would ask that of me. (I'm sure you're thinking I've lived a pretty sheltered life: fair enough.) But that plaintive request... the combination of what he asked me, plus the strange respect in calling me "sir"... something in that just flipped all the right switches.
My dicks started to chub up.
I pulled down my pants again (a trio of tonkers doesn't easily thread through a fly) and brought them up to the tiger's muzzle. "All right, buddy, open up..."
The tiger took me by surprise as he leaned forward and eagerly took my upper cock into his maw--so warm, so wet.
"Nnf..." I trembled a little as he eagerly sucked on me. "Don't... don't forget the others..."
He made a little noise of confusion--right, he couldn't properly see me through the blindfold.
"Here," I said, pulling back a little to shove left cock and right cock into his mouth as well.
As soon as he realized what was stretching his mouth so wide, he went back to work with increased enthusiasm, tongue sliding between my shafts as he worked me over.
"Mmm... ease up, fellah, you don't want to get me too hard... I've still got a drink to give ya..."
The tiger whimpered a bit but calmed his efforts, and I rested my paw on his head as I tried to will my stiffening shafts to abate a little.
It took me a little longer than I might like, but eventually one stream after another got started and I was flooding the tiger's maw with my warm piss.
I could definitely feel the warmth of it--the poor urinal tiger was having trouble keeping up as he tried to swallow it down, so my dicks were swimming in a mouthful of piss that was overflowing down his chin and soaking my pants.
I was a little irritated at that. "C'mon," I said. "You begged so hard and now you're letting it go to waste!"
The tiger tried harder but there really was no way he could keep up with the flow from three cocks at once. I pulled out of his muzzle and just took to soaking him outright, marking him from head to toe with strong mouse piss.
The smell was intense.
He made little disappointed noises about being deprived of the opportunity to be of service, so I aimed one stream at his muzzle to stifle his complaints.
And I didn't even get the opportunity to finish pissing before there was a tap at my shoulder--someone had come up to me from behind.
I felt incredibly stupid. They knew what I'd find down here when they suggested I come...
My discoverer was another tiger--our host, in fact.
In the dim light I could make out a conspicuous family resemblance to the "urinal" I'd been using.
"I see you've found my brother," he said, and looked him over. "Using him well, I see..."
I blushed red, then winced out in pain as his grip on my shoulder tightened, claws sliding through fur to threaten my hide.
"I hope Tab told you about the cost of using him..."
"... Cost?"
"Oh, he always does fail to mention... I guess he doesn't like to hurt his chances. You don't think I'd whore my brother out for free, do you?"
The bound tiger chuckled darkly.
"I usually charge about 1K but since you made him take three times the work I may have to triple it."
I felt the bottom drop out of my stomach. "You're serious."
Ted snorted. "Of course not." He snapped his fingers, and the ropes that had been binding his brother slithered off him in a trice and looped around my limbs. "We're just after your dicks."
The ropes tightened and pulled me to the ground as Ted's brother stood up, pulled off his blindfold, and wrapped it around my muzzle to keep me from crying out.
Despite everything, the fear and the force had my dicks rock hard. I know guys have had penis envy before, but would they really...
As Tab tied the blindfold in a firm knot, muzzling me firmly, I couldn't help but glance between his legs.
I hadn't noticed that the tiger I'd been degrading with my piss didn't even have a dick of his own at all--just a plain patch of colored fur.
Oh, I'm screwed.
I lay bound, unable to escape or call for help, as the tiger grabbed my left shaft by the base, gave me a fierce and ugly smile, and with one jerk of his powerful arm, pulled it out by the root.
Absolute pain overwhelmed me. My muzzled face muffled my cry of pain and the choked sobs that followed. I felt blood dripping down my balls as Tab lifted my severed cock to his muzzle, sniffing it like he was playing with a cigar.
"Missed having one of these. Hey, is our buddy upstairs to help me put this on?"
"Nah, he had a thing and left early. We oughta put that on ice for now. And do something about this guy, too."
They both looked down at me.
"Can't leave him here," Tab said. "Can't just let him go. He'll squeak."
I was in no condition to put up any kind of a defense as they talked it over.
"Listen up, mouse," Ted said. "We'll let you go, if you keep quiet. But you know we know where you live and if you start pointing fingers, you're not going to have any dicks left, you understand?"
I whimpered and nodded shakily.
"And just so you know we're not kidding..."
I was too tightly bound to flinch as Tab knelt by me and reached for my crotch again, tearing off my right cock with those fearsome claws of his. "Fucking privilege," he muttered, and left the room, presumably to secure his trophies.
"There. On par with everyone else now--all fair, you can't complain, eh?" Ted's smirk was infuriating, but the new pain only made me want to curl up in a corner and pass out.
Well, I could at least do one of those things.
I woke up in the back seat of my car, in my garage. I still felt sick to my stomach but at least I'd been cleaned up. A quick glance down my pants showed that someone had had the decency to bandage up the wounds, and they weren't bleeding anymore.
I got out of the car and fought off a wave of dizziness as I stood up. I just want to sleep, I thought.
I thought of how I'd have to face work tomorrow. How I'd have to face Ted. Would he act like nothing had happened? Or would he... My mind tried to fill in scenarios but nothing was encouraging.
No, of course I couldn't go back. Heck, I don't think I could face any of my so-called friends again. They must have known what the tigers had in mind.
Nothing for it but to run away, then.
I went inside to start packing.
I found Tab in my kitchen, stroking twin cocks.
"Oh good. I was wondering when you were going to wake up."
I tried to run away, but he was up and on me before I could escape down the hall, knocking me to the ground and pinning me down.
"Please--why?--no!" I struggled to get away but the tiger's strength was ineluctable.
Two hard cocks that used to be mine were grinding against me.
"Figured you might tattle, even after our generous warnings," he said, growling soft menace in my ear as he pulled my tail aside. "So I decided to claim you instead. This is my home now. And your ass is mine."
Two hard cocks that used to be mine sank slowly under my tail, stretching my hole open.
"Fuck, this is so much better than I remember," he said, as he started slamming my rump hard, right there on the hallway floor where we lay.
"Please..." I whimpered, though I knew it would be futile.
He paid my struggles no mind, taking his time before flooding me with a double load of cum.
"Man," he said, recovering his breath, "if two cocks were this great, I can't wait till I'm plowing you with all three."