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"So, my big ape bitch, how do you find my dick?"

"P-Please, stop! It's too big. It-aaah!"

"That's right. But you wanted it, didn't ya. Peeping at me in the bathroom like a fucking pervert!"

Despite my brain screaming internally at me to do something, anything, my body refused to move. Hidden behind a large sofa, I was simply paralyzed in front of my rat boss forcing his member inside a resisting and sobbing gorilla, demeaning the primate as he progressed inch after inch.

Numerous courses of action ran through my neurons, each almost instantly shut down. Should I stand up and try to help the ape? I looked at myself: I was a small doberman female. Small size, short fur, tough look. I was the same size as Tony, mind you, but compared to me the rodent was positively jacked-up. He was the manager of the fitness center I was working in, after all. Should I call the police? No, silly, you left your phone in the car, with your sports bag, remember? Should I try to get away? But that would be a cowardly thing to do, considering the situation.

"Theeere we go. All in," Tony said, in a manner that I could never think possible knowing him.

"Aaah! Aaah... Sob..." The gorilla looked pitiful. Despite being much larger than Tony, in weight at least, he was tied up and forced to lean on a drawer while the rat molested him.

Rather than going for another circle of sterile reflection, my mind wanted to go through the events of the day. How the hell did I get in this situation?

Today began like any other Saturday. I arrived at the center at 8 am, and helped Tony and the others get the fitness center ready for the opening. Since I did not have any lesson planned today, Tony asked me to manage the welcome desk this morning, alongside my parakeet friend Judith. We quickly started gossiping.

"So, Lin, did you try to check out the rumor," Judith asked me, hiding her beak with her winged arm, as if it actually mattered.

"Girl, if you're so interested, why don't you check out yourself?"

"Well, I'm not the one checking Tony's ass each time he leans over to pick up a weight."

"Liar."

"Madam, you wound me! Anyway, I think that he has a rendezvous tonight. I heard him talk about it on the phone. Do you think it is another guy, like everyone says?"

"Like your gaydar says, Judith. Don't drag me into your fantasies."

"Playing cold, are we? But I knooow." Judith's voice took a singing tone as she leaned to my ears and whispered: "You-know-whooo, with another guyyyy, kissiiiing. Moaniiii-"

"Hrm hrm!"

It was not me who coughed. Blood left my face as noticed Tony, a cardboard filled with flyers in his arms, staring at us.

"Interrupting anything?" he asked, mildly amused.

"Sorry, got a bit carried away," Judith quickly admitted, before nudging me with her elbow.

"Poor guy," Tony said as he put the cardboard behind our desk. How much has he heard? "You should be careful with this kind of topic," he continued. "Assuming something wrong about someone is very easy to do, and very hard to reverse."

As he was leaving, I heard a buzz coming from the card box. I discretely reached inside and pulled out a phone. Tony's phone. The device was locked, but an arriving message was displayed on the lock screen: "Can't wait for tonight. Don't forget..."

The rest of the message was not visible, but to me, its contents was clear. My heart beat furiously inside my chest as Judith's teasing conjured all kind of naughty images. But I chased them instantly. It was probably a girl, and not my business.

Tony left at 6pm, leaving to Judith and another member of the staff the night shift. I had given back his phone earlier, without much incident. I do not think he realized that I was able to read a snippet of his text messages. An hour or so after, Judith came to me:

"Err, Lin, we got a problem."

"What kind?"

"Tony left without the keys. Again."

"Again?"

"Yup."

And so I was dispatched by the parakeet to drive to Tony's house and ask him the keys. I found myself in front of the rat's home, hoping that whatever he had planned was not currently happening.

I parked my car, and walked up the small alleyway. It was a summer evening, and as usual, his French window was ajar, to let the evening air into the living room.

I stopped in my tracks. The polite thing to do would be to go to the door, ring, and ask for the keys. But what if? I could just poke the head and... Try to hear something? To peek, even? I could always say that since it was open, I thought he was in the living room.

I sneaked in. The house was silent. Was Tony home?

Then, everything went fast, very fast. I heard a great noise coming from further in the house. Sounds of struggle. then heavy footsteps. I barely had the time to hide myself behind the sofa before a wet and naked Tony dragged an equally naked gorilla to the living room, his hands bound behind his back by a towel.

And now, I was finding myself in the middle of a rape scene.

"Yeah, just like that!" Tony groaned. I was appalled.

"Ah! Aaah! Ah!" the gorilla kept moaning. As I watched him, my consternation slowly turned into puzzlement. Even if Tony is buffed, the gorilla is twice his size. And he is not struggling a lot now. And he seems to be... hard? Is it kind of a man thing?

Tony did not mind as he reached down and squeezed the ape's penis in his hand.

"Look who's hard, you tirdy monkey!"

"T-tir… Snrk! What was that?"

"Sh-shut up! My tongue forked! *Giggle*"

Puzzlement gave way to confusion, as Tony, who was one second ago molesting the gorilla, was now laughing with him, paused mid-coitus.

"And just like this, the magic is broken," the gorilla groaned.

"F-fuck, and I was so close. I want to finish this."

"Go at it, champ. Not like I can do much with my hands like this?"

"What is wrong with the both of you?" I asked to myself. Out loud.

Tony and the gorilla turned their heads towards the sofa with perfect synchronicity.

"Who's there?" he asked.

I panicked. My brain finally decided between flying or fighting. Flee the hell out. I crawled backwards frantically, not looking at where I was going.

"No. Wait! I'm sorry! I-" I started blabbering.

"Lin? Watch out!"

Bonk! Clonk! Thump!

When I came back to my senses, I was leaning on the sofa, a blanket covering my body. Some time had passed as the sun was starting to set. I reclined on the seat, passing my hand on my skull, and wincing when I felt the bump forming on the back.

I looked at my left. Tony and his friends were looking at me. While I was unconscious, they had put some pants on. Their eyes were filled with relief, but also embarrassment.

"I can explain...?" I asked.

"I can explain!" Tony shouted.

"He can explain. Oops," his friend said.

The near-simultaneous quips helped break the ice, but tension was still in the air.

"Okay, you first," Tony said.

"You, er, forgot the keys. To Judith..." I tried to explain.

Tony face-palmed. "Goddammit." But he quickly found his composure back to ask me: "Why were you behind my sofa?"

"The window was open."

"I have a door and a perfectly working doorbell."

"Which I would have used if the window was not left open!"

"Okay, okay, calm down, everyone," the gorilla intervened. "I think we have some explaining to do, anyway, Tony."

"You're sure, Carl?" the rat replied.

"Without the context, it rather looked rape-y."

"It was totally 'rape-y'," I said. "Would I have had my phone, I would have called the police instantly."

"I understand, it's okay," Carl replied. "So, first things first: we were role-playing."

"I get the idea now but... Tony, I would not have thought you to be the kind to, you know... Act like this."

"Keyword: act," Tony said.

"So, does that mean you are boyfriends?" I asked hesitantly.

Carl and Tony looked at each other, and the gorilla took a big breath. "It's a long story. Hold on tight."

"I'm gonna get everyone some coffee in the meantime," Tony said, leaving Carl and me alone in the living room.

"Tony and I met in high school. We had a short fling," Carl began.

"Does that mean... That..." I said hesitantly, not wanting to say the word.

"It did not go anywhere serious. We went on dates, we kissed, we cuddled, we, um, 'helped' each other out, but we did not go further. We were afraid to commit further, and by the time one of us was ready to make the decision, high school ended."

"You parted ways?"

"Yes. I entered engineering school, while Tony got a sport scholarship and entered university. After some time, we stopped writing to each other -no 'Whatsapp' or 'Telegram' then- and lost contact. On my end, I became a developer, and on Tony's end... Well, you know where he is now, and he is better placed to talk about himself."

"So... How did you find each other?" I asked.

"It's actually more recent than you think. Three years ago, actually. We separately became occasional users of this matchmaking app," Carl replied, showing me its icon on his phone. "Got a handful of one-night stands through this; mostly guys but not only, until one day, I wanted to do something rougher, if you catch my drift."

"Uh huh."

"So here I find this nice-looking guy. Well-built, loves chubby guys and bears..."

"The species or the body type?"

"Yes," Carl answered, chuckling at the pun. "And as a bonus, he was a rat, like my old high school buddy. So, I gave mister 'RealGymRat3' a try."

I burst into laughter. "'RealGymRat3'? Seriously."

"And so, I receive a sultry message from a certain 'BananaLvr', asking for a hook-up," Tony interjected, as he was bringing back three cups of coffee on a platter.

"At the very least, you are sharing the same taste for 'exotic' pseudonyms," I said, as Tony offered me one of the cups. I took a sip while listening to Carl and Tony continue their story.

"We met the next day at the Starbucks downtown," Carl said. "Usual stuff."

"Meaning?" I asked.

"When you are looking to do this kind of things, it is a good thing to arrange a first meeting in a 'neutral' place, like a restaurant or a bar," Tony replied. "It allows you to check if your would-be partner is someone you can trust, and plan what you are about to do. I dodged a couple of bullets, thanks to this."

"But imagine my surprise when I saw this guy walk into the Starbucks," Carl said.

"It took, like, ten minutes of catching up with each other, to realize that we were each other's date."

"Actually, would you not have said that you had a rendezvous at the same time and place than me, I would have never guessed."

"And so, we quickly decided to 'catch up' further at my house. Then his, a week later. And, you can imagine the rest of the story."

I looked at my cup, now empty, and put it on the table silently, thinking about everything they said, and about how I actually knew very little of Tony.

Carl mistook my silence for embarrassment. "Sorry, this was probably too much information, and you must be thinking that we're weird."

"What? Oh, no, no," I said hurriedly. "I was lost in thought. Actually, imagining the two of you together is kinda... Hot."

"Hot?" Tony asked, amused.

"I mean, two guys together. The more I think about it, the more curious I am. What kind of 'stories' are the two of you playing?"

"There has been a lot," Carl said after some thinking "My favorite is the blackmail one."

"Blackmail?"

"Tony plays a 'coworker', who catches me cheating on my wife with his sister."

"You have a sister?" I asked Tony, curious.

"Nope. Photoshopped him in a couple of porn pics," the rat explained. "And before you ask, he's not married."

"That's quite the setup," I said, pensive.

Tony nodded. "Considering that we have done this for almost three years, we have had time to polish things."

"So, my 'coworker' asks for a 'service', unless the photos get sent to the wife," Carl concludes. "And we thought up other kind of situations: captured by a pirate, superhero, and so on. Today was peeped-on-friend-in-the-closet day."

Although I said them without thinking, my next words were simply the extension of my thoughts and imagination: "I kinda... Want to know what it looks like. The whole thing." I realized what I had just said. "I mean, I don't want to be there watching you. I, er..."

"That's what you 'kinda' said," Carl said, using my verbal tic. "Personally I don't mind if Tony can vouch for you. Not today, though: the whole incident has killed the mood, I think."

Tony said nothing. Instead, he fixed me with his eyes, as if he was pondering something. Suddenly, he squatted in front of me, looking straight at me: "Do you want to actually play with us?"

"What?" is all I could say.

"Not today, but, like, one day."

I was at a loss of words. I'm not a novice in the things of love, and I am currently single. But even still... "That would...Wow. I mean, I'm not against it, but..."

"Don't worry," Tony reassured me. "We're not forcing you into anything. It was just a proposition, seeing how you seemed to be in your little world for the last five minutes."

I averted my eyes knowing it was true.

"Give her a break, Tony, she's going through a roller-coaster of emotions this evening," Carl said, rescuing me.

"Okay, okay," my boss relented. "Just, keep what you saw a secret, and, if you ever consider going further than ogling at me behind my back, you know you can tell me, okay?"

~

I tried to walk faster, trying to check the ominous feeling of being followed. One week earlier, I had driven back to the fitness center, and kept my mouth shut about what I saw. Then, yesterday, he began to text me. I looked at my phone once more, my heart beating furiously as I reviewed the text messages that he had sent me:

"Hey, sweetie."

"You look gorgeous."

"Don't ignore me."

"You don't know who I am, but I know who you are. What you want."

A photo of me bare-chested, in the changing room of the fitness center.

"Nice tits."

"I want to grab them and play with your nipples. Make you squeal. Make you mine."

"Why don't you answer me, BITCH."

"You're mine."

A photo of a large, dangling cock in a mirror.

"It's going into you."

"I'll make you squeal. You're my bitch."

"I'll bring my friend. We're gonna fuck you until you're sore."

"Bitch, can't wait until you get home."

Another photo, this time from two erect penises.

This was the most recent message. I received it today. So, that's today, isn't it? I wanted to tell Tony, to ask him. But I don't want to drag him into my own problems. It would not be a surprise. I ran up the stairs to my apartment, as fast as I could, and inserted the key into the hole. My heart skipped a beat: the door was unlocked. Did I forget to lock it this morning? They used the spare keys. I hurried inside and close the doors and threw the keys on the drawer. I was panting from the stress. I'm so excited. What's going to happen?

I stretched my arms. The apartment was warm and I was sweating, so I slowly discarded my clothes, one by one, and left them fall on the ground. My ears perked up. Did I hear something? I looked around my living room. Everything was as I had left it this morning. The door to my bedroom was closed. There's a piece of tape on the door. That's where they are.

"I need a shower," I said out loud.

I headed to the bathroom, whose door was just in front of the one of my bedroom. I turned the water on, letting it heat up, and stepped in. Giving my back to the entrance, I left the water ran over my fur, drawing a small cloud of steam from my toned body. That's your cue, boys.

Someone slipped behind be in the shower. Someone large. Before I had the time to react, a thick arm passed around my neck and squeezed me against a thick body.

"Hello, bitch," a male voice whispered to my ear. I tried to struggle, but my aggressor's right hand grabbed my crotch, pressing his fingers against my lower lips, while his left arm squeezed tighter. I gasped, heat flowing through my body due to the lack of air. He released the pressure shortly after, but by then, I was too weak to prevent him from grinding his digits over my pussy. Or so I had decided.

"I told you, didn't I?" His arm left my neck to reach my breast and squeeze one of them, while his other hand gripped stronger, until I actually felt a knuckle press itself against my entrance.

"Aaah! L-Let me go!"

"You're mine, you're my bitch. Look at this," he said, putting his right hand in front of me. It was slick with my lubrication, slowly flushed by the shower. It's your fault, keeping up the suspense like this, you idiot.

"Th-this is your, your fingers," I protested.

"My fingers? Where are my fingers, bitch?" the pervert asked, as his hand returned to my crotch.

"On my, ah! Stop it!" I attempted to struggle again. I hope it's not too much.

The man does not answer, and instead pulls me out of the shower. I stopped struggling for a moment, to avoid any accident. He placed me in front of the mirror, and I could see him for the first time. It was a gorilla. A big gorilla, at least one head taller than me, wearing a ski mask.

"Stop lying to yourself, bitch. Look at how wet you are! You want it!" He plunged one of his fingers into my pussy to the hilt.

"No~!" I shouted, as I squeezed around the digit.

For the next five minutes, I was forced to look at my reflection being fingered and toyed with. A second finger joined the first and they began to explore and stretch me. During all this time, I could feel something long and hard bump into the small of my back.

"No-no more! I'm gonna-" I could cum just from this! Fuck!

"You're right," the ape said, removing his fingers suddenly. "You've got two cocks waiting just for you, bitch." He turned his torso, to let his half-hard cock appear into the mirror. But something else he said prompted a question.

"T-two?"

Once again, the gorilla did not answer, and instead dragged me to my bedroom.

There was another person. A rat. Shorter, but built like a truck, wearing a ski-mask too. He had coils of rope in his hands.

"Finally. I was starting to get bored," the rodent said.

"Shut up. I was warming up the bitch. Remember why I'm letting you in on this."

"Yeah, yeah. Gimme her hands."

"No, stop!"

I tried to fight, but it was two against one. My arms were tied to my back in an elaborate series of knots, which formed a corset digging into my breasts. Wow, I did not know that he knew how to do that kind of thing.

"Should we tie her legs?" the rat asked.

"Nah, not this time," his accomplice replied. "Tie her tail up, though. I want her to feel... Vulnerable."

The rat passed a knot at the base of my short tail, and tied it to the piece of rope passing over my shoulder blades. I felt my tail tugged up, exposing my butt and my vagina for the two males. To sink this idea into my head, the rodent reached down, and slapped my cunt a couple of times. It tingled.

"Ah! S-stop! It hurts," I protested. These were such gentle slaps. It actually felt kinda good.

"Bitch gives me an order?" the rat asked, before slapping again, stronger. This time it stung. Oh, I definitely felt that one. Nnn. Please don't do it too much.

"Ack! No. Sorry. Just... Please."

"Bitches don't get to order," the gorilla said, grabbing my face. He pulled it down onto his crotch, pressing his large member against my fur. “Bitches get to eat cock." He grabs it, and pushes it against my lips several times. I keep them tightly close. Gotta earn it, C.

I can hear him click his tongue. “Tssk." He presses my muzzle against his ballsack. The smell.

“Uff! G-Gross!" I say through my teeth. I love this smell.

The rat reminded me of his presence by a series of slaps on my private parts, strong enough to make me open my mouth from the sting. “Ah! Not so aaammmg!"

My protests were covered by the thick slab of gorilla meat slipping inside my mouth. The other male kept slapping, but much weaker, the kind that made me writhe with involuntary pleasure. The ape humped into me several times. I could see nothing except a forest of black pubes tickling my nose. I mostly heard my body's obscene sounds: the gargles of my throat trying to fit the intruding cock, the slaps of the rat's hand against my pussy, which were becoming wetter and wetter.

The rat ended his series with one final, hard slap, while the gorilla pulled his cock out from me, letting me gasp for air. “Oh my God," I heard the rat say. No, don't tell him, please. “Look at my hand. Bitch is flooding." I heard the two men scoff and laugh over my head. The gorilla pulled my head up.

“Show her." The rat's hand looked as if he let it under a faucet. It was positively drenched with my fem-cum. D-did I squirt? Oh please, don't tell me I…

“Looks like someone's gonna have to change her bedsheets." I-I squirted. Someone, kill me…

Adding insult to injury, the rodent wiped his hand on my face, making sure to apply his palm against my nostrils several times, so that the odor of my own sexual fluids sink into my brain.

“Hey, I was using that," the gorilla protested.

“Care to share?" the rat asked.

“'Kay then." The ape guided me off the bed, then on my knees. The two males stood in front of me, next to each other. “Don't try anything funny, bitch. We have ways to keep your mouth open anyway."

The next fifteen minutes were spent alternating between the gorilla and the rat's cocks. By the time my face a saliva-coated, groaning mess, I knew all of their nooks and crannies. The ape's uncut, straight length and the rat's slightly left-curving shaft took turns in my mouth. Each of them took advantage of me differently. The gorilla was all about pushing my head into hard, deep thrusts scraping my palate, while the rat favored locking my head and giving short thrusts into my cheek, before pushing his cock all the way into my throat until I started gagging.

“Grade-A bitch throat," the ape said, as he finished another turn.

“Hey, I got an idea. Stay in there."

“Mmmf?"

The gorilla still inside, the rodent pressed his dick at the corner of my lips until it slipped in, crammed against its friend. Tears were coming up as I was starting to choke.

“Mmmmmh! Mmmmh! Mmmmmh! Mh! Mhhhh!" I hummed on the tone of a known song. Too far! Pause!

The two men pulled out instantly. “Maybe a little too much for a first time, isn't it?" the rodent asked. I nodded several times. “We good?" the gorilla said, petting my head. It felt oddly reassuring.

“You… You bastards! You won't get away with this!" I shouted. Okay, I'm good.

The ape and the rodent grinned. “Bitch gets uppity. Time to pop that pussy. You're gonna sing a whole different song after that."

I was pushed back on the bed. I futilely pulled against my bonds, but my arms were still desperately stuck behind my back, leaving me unable to prevent the gorilla from burying his mouth between my thighs. I felt teeth lightly scrap my pleasure button.

“Aaaahn!"

“See?"

He kept leaking, and leaking. I was starting to make high-pitched noises as I wiggled on my bed. The rat approached from my head. Is he going to put it inside my mouth again? He surprised me, as he dropped his ass onto my face. I felt him untie the knot squeezing the ropes against my breast, and replacing it by his cock. Two powerful hands grabbed my bosom, and wrapped them around it.

“Work that ass, bitch," I heard the rat say. That… His…? It was at this moment that the gorilla's tongue was suddenly replaced by his cock, burying itself in one go inside me.

I howled in pleasure. The gorilla did not lose a single second and began pumping hard and fast inside me, and the rat ground his taint against my nuzzle. While he may have expected me to lick, and while I was absolutely not opposed to the idea, I had already lost control of my body by then. I shut my eyes tight, and squeezed just as tightly around the gorilla's cock as I went through one of the most intense orgasms of my life. The bribes of stimuli from the outside world only made my climax harder.

“Oh fuck. She's squirting like crazy. Ah!"

“Oh, you naughty girl. I'm gonna… Nnng!"

“Fuuuuck!"

I felt something warm diffuse itself inside of me, shortly followed by the feeling of something liquid dripping onto the fur of my belly. It's- it's over.

We stayed like that for a long moment, the three of us. We were all so spent from the sex to have the courage to pull out. Tony eventually rolled on the side, while Carl slowly pulled out. Tony turned me around, and began to untie my bindings.

“You okay? Still feeling your arms?" he asked.

“Arms… Okay. Legs… Not so much," I replied.

“That was intense," Carl commented. He joined us on the bed. The sheets were drenched with fluids and sweat, but we did not care. The three of us cuddled together.

“So? Role-playing?" Tony finally asked.

“Beats D&D any day," I answered.

“Welcome to the club," Carl said, as he kissed my cheek.

~

“And so, Mary told her: 'he's definitely cheating on me. He took half-a-day to answer my text. Would you believe that?' Crazy, huh?"

“Huh huh," I replied, giving Judith minimal attention.

“What are you doing? Chatting with someone? Are you hiding something from your best friend?"

“Best friend? Don't get your hopes up, Jude."

“Second best friend, then. Third?"

“Don't push it."

Fortunately, the parakeet was called elsewhere, giving me some air, and more privacy. I checked back my phone. The message was from Carl: “Tony said okay for next Saturday at his place. Found cheap Egyptian getup at the costume shop. Still okay for this high queen thing?"

I smirked. Next Saturday promises to be interesting.