Chapter 1: Duel of Succession

Scar rose rather late, he got out of bed and dressed himself and checked to see it was past midday, he had restlessly spent time long into the night brushing up on everything and checking on the preparations he had made for today. 
In the mirror the dark lion smoothened his regal looking clothing before stepping out of his room and down the hall. Taking the elevator down brought him into the main lobby.
Passing by the private wing he met one of the lionesses going out of one of the rooms, her clothes in a bit of disarray. 

“Zala…left the customer satisfied I assume?” He questioned, but in a slight jesting tone.

“Oh of course, tired [i]and [/i]fulfilled.” She smiled boldly, but then sighed slightly. “But I don’t believe it was very exciting for either of us…just the same old…if only we could spice things up a little around here…but you have plans to change that don’t you?” The older lioness turned to Scar who nodded. 

“Quite so…if I manage to win the duel of succession that is.” Scar informed.

Zala who had been fanning herself closed her fan in her palm “Well…you have my best wishes. Ancestors know we need to mix things up around here.” 

With a shared bow the two parted ways. Scar walked past the many occupied rooms where Pridelands’ lionesses were taking care of their clientele. He stopped briefly atop the stairs in the grand hall to watch the lionesses there allure customers to rent a room to spend some private time with them. 
Their family’s “gentlemen's club” had young beautiful desert flowers, spry experienced older lionesses and everything in between. 

The dark lion smirked seeing a pair of young lionesses at either side of a larger elephant subtly teased his crotch as they shared a glass of wine in his company, clearly trying to entice him to spend some quality time with them. 
That was as rowdy as invitations were allowed in the club, they had a strict code of conduct for what was and wasn’t allowed. It provided strong structure, but it was a little [i]too[/i] restrictive in Scar’s opinion.

He continued into the other hall of the mansion towards the meeting room. It was time to meet with his father and brother. He had prepared months for this, he was confident, but knew his victory wasn’t assured by any means, but he’d be damned if he lost to his cocky brother. 

That brother in question was Mufasa. For the last few months the both of them were encouraged to brush up on their management skills before the big test. Having taken some time to observe his brother, Scar noticed that Mufasa was keen on continuing their father’s way of doing things and only catering to those of high class. 

“Why bother with those who can’t afford our best wine or dancers?” the golden lion would scoff. 
If his brother would take a moment to think for himself, he would realize that there was a major market that was untapped. 
Scar had tried to convince Ahadi to open up for some less premium services, but he didn’t want to hear a word of it.

The way Mufasa had managed his part of the family business also showed his…mediocrity…he did have an alluring strong body, but lacked in the essential areas like cunning and planning to truly be a great successor to the family business. 
It was also clear to see that he was keeping to the methods established by their father, not even trying to revamp things in his own style. Practically everything Mufasa did was done the way Ahadi would have. 

The two lions gave each other a nod of acknowledgement before they sat themselves at the meeting table, waiting for their father’s arrival. 
“Today is the day,” Mufasa proclaimed, sounding rather confident of himself. He was sitting back in his chair, all but lounging while chuckling to himself. 

“Indeed…” Scar answered, given how he had observed his brother he knew Mufasa was only bringing his natural talent to the table. Compared to him he was bringing not only his own, but also his immense preparation and effort. In a [i]fair [/i]world that was sure to put him ahead…

Ahadi entered the meeting room tactfully and sat down in the large chair reserved for the head of the house. 

“Today is the day…you are both of age and have had time to prepare. As you know there can only be one head of the house, therefore the most suitable is determined by a duel of skill. You will compete to earn the highest amount of income before the set date.” Ahadi briefly went over the rules of the duel of succession. 

He slid an envelope to them both, Scar opened his and noticed a check for a sum of money, it was less than he had thought.

“This is to serve as your starting budget…I declare the duel started.” Ahadi proclaimed.

“Mufasa…please stay behind for a moment.” Scar heard as he was already on his way out. He needed to see their grandfather, he had studied the rules and history of the duel closely and the money he got was far less than what it should be. 

Scar was no fool and should have expected Ahadi to try and put a finger on the scale. Mufasa had always been the favored son. When making mistakes, their father would cover the damages without question but that wouldn’t but the case for any mishap that happened under his own management. In more than a few ways, Ahadi would bail Mufasa out but would be just as quick to reprimand Scar. 

He left the other lions to their private matters and used that chance to seek out his grandfather. Midway through the hall, the dark lion stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to ascend to the floor above. 

Mohatu might be Ahadi’s father, but Scar knew his grandfather was fair. He was a strong adherent to the family’s code of honor and would often clash with Ahadi when he went a bit too far, which he had the right to do as the patriarch of the family. 
Ahadi had never quite forgiven his father for not handing that position over to him alongside the role as head of the house. 

Stepping out, the rooms on the higher floors belonged to their family. And at the very end, even beyond his own, was his grandfather’s. Ahadi and Mufasa were always hesitant to “disturb” the elder lion but Scar strolled down the hall with confidence. 
When reaching the door, he gave it a few knocks. 

“Come in,” a deep rich voice responded, having a kind tone as if knowing who was on the other side.

Scar entered and found his grandfather admiring the sight from the window. He turned and met his eyes and the dark lion had to consciously stop himself from flinching. 
Mohatu seemed barely touched by the passage of time, his presence was still strong enough that it all but demanded respect and his eyes were sharp.

“Grandfather.” Scar bowed respectfully.

“I feel you have come to me for more than just a social visit my grandson…what is it?” Mohatu inquired and Scar merely handed him the envelope. He took it and inspected its contents and frowned. 

“This was not the agreed upon amount…” As Patriarch he was privy to much information, including that of the duel of succession. 

Before the older lion could comment on it there was a knock at the door, one he seemed to be expecting. “Come in.” He invited and Zazu stepped in and deeply bowed. 

“It is as you feared sire…Ahadi has “sold” the family business to Mufasa for a pittance.” The avian informed them. Zazu was part of a clan their family had taken under their wing after financial misfortune, they had served their family for generations to pay them back. 

Mohatu sighed deeply “Is this all just a show for you Ahadi? Is nothing sacred to you?” While Ahadi’s actions technically hadn’t broken any of the rules of the duel of succession he had very much broken the spirit of what the duel was supposed to be about. 

“Ahadi has…handed over the Pridelands to Mufasa?” Scar asked, baffled. He had expected their father to skew the competition a little, but never like [i]this[/i].

“Yes…to allow Mufasa to count its income as his own.” Mohatu informed. He didn’t sound surprised either, as if he had been expecting something like this to happen. 

 “So…what does this mean for me?” Scar asked. “What was the point of the contest or money I was given as a budget?” 

“Appearances,” Mohatu answered simply. “They wouldn’t expect you to find out until later on. Maybe they even thought they could keep it a secret from you.” There were tones of anger in Mohatu’s voice, but he kept it calm and steady.  

“So this was all set up from the beginning. What, were they intending to watch me push myself until the contest is over? Knowing that it would all be for nothing? What’s the point of it all?” 

“I cannot discern my son’s motives, but I will not allow our most sacred right to be perverted in this manner. It is to be a fair contest and so it shall be…” Scar felt a pang of hope hearing that as Mohatu went behind his desk and found another envelope.

He smiled at Scar as he handed it to him “I have heard whispers of your idea to open a new club. Given that your brother has been given ownership of the Pridelands for the duration of the duel, I will let you make use of a property I have secretly acquired. It was a failed venture that I purchased for cheap. You can find it on the other end of town. That there is the deed and what should be enough to get you started, the rest is up to you.” 

The dark lion looked at the check and deed that had been handed to him, still trying to process what he had been told. 
He was aware of the place his grandfather was talking about. It was off in the rowdier end of town, it was honestly perfectly located for the idea he had in mind. His father and brother had of course told him many things about the Clan District, or as they would call it “the wasteland”, and tell him how it was a dangerous place full of low lives and thieves. 

Thankfully his grandfather had taken him on a tour in town back when he was young and shown him the place, it was only possible because Ahadi hadn’t been paying much attention to what his father taught him compared to Mufasa, who he wouldn’t let Mohatu near. 
The Clan district was indeed a bit rowdy, but it was also an unpolished gemstone of potential. Even back then he had seen how resourceful and hard-working the people there were. 
 
Moreover he saw how exotic the people in that area of town were, something their prim and proper business sorely lacked, given they only provided lionesses and in rare instances some of their family’s female servants if clients were willing to pay extra. 
It was that visit to the district that made Scar realize the large market they had been actively ignoring. The demand had clearly been there given the amount of escort people offering themselves out on the street and not just the females either, he had also seen rugged or handsome men selling themselves for honestly less than what they were worth. 

If his plan worked as he dearly hoped that it would, his grandfather had put his trust in him, then he could offer all those people a proper place to conduct their business and do so safely compared to the streets and being organized they could give better customer experience and set at a more appropriate price. 

“Thank you, grandfather,” Scar said respectfully. The amount of money given to him was very generous, several times more than his own father was willing to give. 

“I trust you’ll use it all well,” Mohatu assured. He was the only one who had any faith in the dark lion amongst the adults of their family and Scar would never forget that what he did for him today. And he would use this support to make his own dream come true and beat Mufasa in the duel of succession, his brother likely wouldn’t be working very hard given his supposedly secured victory, he would make that a costly mistake, he might be down right now, but he was by no means out yet. 

Just as Mufasa and Ahadi had no intention of revealing the temporary change of ownership of The Pridelands, Scar wouldn’t tell them about his own departure. First thing in the morning he would make way for his new club and start making the necessary moves.

Scar bowed to Mohatu “By your leave grandfather…”

The patriarch of the family bowed slightly back “You are dismissed.” He knew which of his two grandsons he favored, but he aimed to only interfere enough to balance out Ahadi’s meddling in the family’s sacred tradition. 

“I will make you proud.” Scar said as he backed out of the room.

“You already have…” Mohatu whispered with a small smile after his grandson had left. 

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Things had been arranged and a truck accompanied Scar, having all of his things in the back. Having no second thoughts about anything, he made the drive from the Pride District to the Clan District. 

He arrived to find the construction workers he had hired were already remodeling the old building. He went to the foreman who eyed him a little funny, probably his high-class appearance, but once he put down the building plan and showed him that he actually understood what they were doing he looked at him with respect. 
They went over what needed to be done and Scar was honestly shocked at how much work they had already managed to do, workers from the Pride district would only have gotten half the amount of work done, so they were ahead of his estimations for sure, but that was only to his benefit. 

“Your men are doing good work.” Scar praised.

“Aww shucks your highness, this is nothing.” The foreman teased, but Scar just chuckled rather than get angry. Unlike his brother he had mingled with their staff a lot and had gotten used to more casual ways of interacting, so he wasn’t so uptight like their father had taught Mufasa to be. 

He made sure the hard workers were praised for their work and he provided them with ample time for breaks and even some refreshments. He had seen the way his father would order others about, already getting to rush projects. 
Allowing them to take the needed time would ensure a greater finished product. 

The progress was going well and that caught the attention of those native to the area. A trio of hyenas had been surveying the progress for some time now, watching the grand motel being restored to its former glory. 
That didn’t bode well for them. The previous owner of this place was some rich guy that sought to take over the area, having come from the other side of town. It only catered to those who could afford a reservation, but that led to its swift downfall. There weren’t many customers willing to pay so much for escorts they could find on the street outside for much cheaper. The trio were hoping the past wasn’t coming back to repeat itself. 

 Scar arrived on the scene in his car and saw the three looking at the project. With a smile on his face, the  dark lion approached them.
“Curious?” he asked them. 

“Yeah. You’re trying to fix up this place?” a female hyena asked him. 

“Indeed I am,” Scar confirmed. “And it’s nearly complete too.” 

“Great, just what we need. Another snob to take over. Shouldn’t you be living it up on the rich side of town?” a male hyena asked, making no effort to hide his disdain for the lion. 

But Scar just chuckled, understanding why the trio would come to such a conclusion. “Oh I will remember that one, it is such an apt description of my father or brother…” Scar laughed a bit. 

The hyenas were surprised the high-class lion took the insult on the chin, even more that he found amusement in it.   

“I assure you that I don’t intend to run this place the way the other “snobs” do. In fact I was hoping to run into someone like you three. If I’m not mistaken, I’ve seen you three trying to gain some clients on the streetside.”

“Yeah, so?” the female hyena huffed. 

“I think you’d have a much easier time in a place like this. I intend to open a club that caters to the most devilish of desires, and I’m going to need some escort staff to make that happen.” 

The three again looked surprised and began to whisper among each other before turning to the lion again. “Sounds good in theory, but what’s in it for us? We’re not looking to be ordered around and having a cut of our earnings taken by some frilly looking lion.”

Again, Scar chuckled, having to admire their boldness. 

“I assure you the cut I will take is more than fair for the advantages I will give in return. I will provide room and board for each employee, though group arrangements can be made, I will also be providing facilities for alluring clientele and various rooms and tools for you to provide your services.” Scar explained.

“Err…” He caught the two males looking confused and the female looking unsure. 

The lion cleared his throat. “Under my employ you will be given a room and provided food, I will also be attracting people for you to tempt into buying sex from you.” Scar reiterated in a more straightforward manner.
“Oh! That’s all you had to say…” The male said then his eyes widened “Wait…room and food…like…for free!?” 

“Yes…as long as you work for my club you will be given a place of your own.” The lion confirmed. 

“That’s one heck of a good offer…I am guessing there are some rules we need to follow?” The female deduced.

“Nothing that would be too restricting, mind you. Most of the rules in place are for the staff’s own safety. As long as consent has been established you are allowed to fulfill the customer’s every whim within a safe environment: no drugs, all customers will be tested and all sex is done with protection if anyone involved has any sexual dieseases, no causing injuries, there’s specific rooms for the purpose of bondage and dominatix play. There are also a minor list of sexual acts I am blacklisting. Though the rooms are private, it is still an establishment open to the public and some extreme acts are prohibited on the premises. 

That all sounded reasonable and when Scar began to discuss just how much they would be paid. They had nearly fainted when the lion so casually talked about their wages. 
“The work you will be doing is not easy, I am aware of that. It takes a lot of energy, especially when you can end up seeing one client right after another, and some customers can be rather…demanding. And of course it comes with added benefits such as medical and dental, etc…”

“Alright! Alright! We’ll take the job!” The female hyena cut the lion off, feeling a bit dizzy. 

“Oh, wonderful then. And please feel free to spread the word. The more the merrier. In a few days the building will be completely refurbished and we can have an orientation before opening to the public.”

“Shenzi.” The female said as she offered her hand “My name’s Shenzi and this is Banzai and Ed.” She introduced the two others. 

Scar shook her hand “My name is Scar, I look forward to working with you.” 

A few days later, the project was completed, now being rebranded as a “hotel” much like the Pridelands. But the dark lion’s vision was for something else. This would be the start of something truly great. 
Coming to see him right after completion were none other than Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed. Joining them were not only more hyenas but also other species of men and women. Jackals, cheetahs, leopards, and many more. 

Word had really gone around and Scar was thankful he had brushed up on the way they spoke around here, otherwise he would just sound like a twat to them. 
“Welcome to you all, I am sure you all still have your doubts as to my reason for opening this establishment, it is a personal one, but you can all benefit nonetheless.” Some blunt honesty let them know he wasn’t just lining his own pockets. 

“You wanna hire us all? Just like that? Some of us have caught some nasties during our career on the street.” It was a bit surprising that the comment came from a lioness. 

“I am glad you brought the subject up, while it is true that clean escorts can charge a higher cost, I don't mind afflicted working for me as long as you are honest of your status. If you are unsure I am in possession of a screening stone so checking can be swiftly done.” A lot of people in the crowd had heard of such a magical tool, but few of them had laid eyes on one. 

“Which brings me to my announcement, on top of the usual benefits there will be a points system, work well and you will earn points which you can spend on various things.” There were murmurs in the crowd.
“It will be a bit barebones at the start, but I plan to flesh it out later. From the start I will be offering sage water so you can get rid of your STDs.” 

“Hecka good that will do us…” A gruff looking hyena cut him off. “We can get that ourselves, it ain’t that expensive, it is the month long recovery that keeps us from using it. Most folks around here can afford sitting idle for a month.” 

“I know of the poor quality sage water you have in this district, what I am offering is far higher quality and will only require a week’s worth of recovery.” Scar explained to their surprise. That sounded a lot more manageable “ and I will be giving you paid leave for the recovery time.”
Most were left speechless, paid leave!? This whole deal had already sounded too good to be true, but this pushed it over the edge. Just who was this lion? Coming out of nowhere and offering them all of this?

While some still wondered if this was some kind of trick, most were completely on board. From the pay rate to benefits, they had to be fools to pass up a chance like this. Even if there was something shady going on underneath the surface, they were prepared to look the other way. 

“What I’m looking for is mutual trust. I’m running a great risk in operating all on my own. So we’ll all work together to keep this ship sailing. You help me and I shall help you,” Scar told them, making his intentions clear. The genuine tone in his voice did well to ease the doubt that persisted among a few standing before him. 

“Now, I think we should move on to the orientation. It is rather hot out here,” Scar chuckled, leading the group of various animals inside. They were awed by the lobby. It wasn’t anything too fancy but the dark lion had been resourceful in acquiring tasteful decor. 

“This must have cost a pretty penny.” Shenzi noted. 

“Not as much as you might think.” Scar in an amused tone.

Banzai was still looking around at the shiny tables and comfortable looking large couches. It was cozy yet professional and sophisticated, being way more inviting than the makeshift lobbies they had attempted to create within run down sheds.
The hyena approached one and Scar gave him permission. Sighing in comfort, he sat himself down on the plush couch, having a sleek looking glass table in front of him. He felt rather fancy.

“What…you poofed all this out of thin air, your magical highness?” Shenzi jested.

“I may not have a lot of capital, but I do have a lot of connections, that’s what allowed me to get all this at a reasonable price.” If there was one thing Mohatu had taught him it was that having good connections could turn almost anything around, a lot of his preparations for the duel was gathering all the connections he could possibly use. 

Scar used a good portion of the money to make sure the building was built to last. It was completely up to code and was a suitable environment for both business and simple living. Water, electricity, and air conditioning. After that, it was rather easy for him to call up his connections for other things. 
The dark lion had always made it a point to do good business and not try to cheat them out of their worth. He had seen his father’s mistreatment of those he would hire, leaving with a subpar product at most. His own kindness and patience paid off, his connections going the extra mile to supply him with plenty of furniture and other decorations, wanting to see Scar succeed in hopes they could eventually cut ties with Ahadi and work with him exclusively instead.
Scar went behind the desk and got everyone’s attention. “I would like to welcome you all…to Outlands, what I hope to be the premier institution in the clan district for all sorts of naughty fun.” 

Everyone liked the sound of that. Scar went further to explain the various services that would be provided. 
He had always found those offered at the Pridelands to be rather limiting. The most exciting thing the lionesses were allowed to offer was a blowjob. The dark lion knew very well the customers desire for more “adventurous” offerings. As long as it was safe to do, they were allowed to perform in any position they saw fit with partners of any gender they saw fit.
If one was looking for domination or bondage, there were specialized rooms dedicated to the practice with extra safety measures put in place. Of course the basics such as lube, condoms, and toys would be provided for both safety and to spice up the fun had between escorts and clients. 

This would set them leagues apart from the very clean and modest services provided by the Pridelands, offering a more risqué selection that the head of Priderock would not have agreed to. He was certain that the regulars there were becoming bored of the same old missionary position, he would just need to become renowned enough and he might attract some of their family business regulars with the temptation of some “forbidden fruit”. 

He could already hear the chatter between those looking to spend their lonely nights. 

“You want some clean missionary with a lioness? Go to Prideland. Wanna fuck a lioness anally while having hyena stimulate your prostate with his cock? Go to Outlands.”

He gave them a tour of the place, showing the various areas. Even the lobby had a section for some public fun. That would work as free advertising of what the customer could look forward to within the establishment. There were of course many private rooms besides the ones for domination and bondage as mentioned earlier, some were built to give a particular atmosphere to the lovemaking or be a bit more luxurious than the standard ones. Those following along were very impressed with just how much thought had been put into all of it. 

Scar had it planned out. Every factor complimented each other, making an overall comfortable yet exciting environment. While sitting on the soft couch and sipping a drink, one could see the action taking place across the lobby. That would get them aroused and in the mood to find an escort of their own for the night. 

Being that the crowd was too big for the elevator, he led them upstairs to where the dwelling would be. The environment up there was truly cozy, having apartment style dwellings where a few could stay together. They were a bit empty for now, allowing the inhabitants to decorate it how they saw fit. But it came with all the amenities, beds and the windows provided an amazing view of the many rooftops of the city, being especially beautiful at night. 
Scar allowed the others to choose their roommates and which dwelling they wanted even though they were all the same. 

But Scar led Banzai, Shenzi, and Ed further down the hall. He had taken a liking to the trio especially and had something rather special for them. The room he had prepared for them was a bit more luxurious than the others, it wasn’t by much by his own standard, but to the hyena it was like night and day.
“Somebody pinch me, this must be some sort of dre- YOW!” Banzai yelped as Ed pinched him at his own request.

“So what’s the occasion?” Shenzi asked.

“I was hoping you three would serve as my aids, you seem to know your peers and they clearly respect you.” 

“We have tried opening our own place once or twice but they never lasted long,” Shenzi admitted. But from those short times of prospering business, they had managed to gain the respect of others. 

“But you’ve got something special going on,” Banzai added. “I think you might be able to pull it off and we’ll have your back as long as you keep your end of the deal.”

“As I intend to,” Scar said to them. He bid them a small farewell, leaving the three to get settled within their new quarters. 

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Mufasa felt rather proud of himself. His father had let him borrow the Pridelands for the duration of the competition and he had also delayed a lot of their popular events so they could take place during the duel to bolster his chances of victory into certainty. 

So far Scar hadn’t shown his face and the golden lion figured his brother was too scared to even try. Maybe he knew he would already lose? 
Well…he would just enjoy the time, mingling with the guests and spending time with his favorite lionesses. 
“Mufasa…have the paperwork done before you go seeking pleasure.” Ahadi asked him. He had offered himself as an advisor, not for him, but for the business, for the duration of the duel.
The golden lion sighed “If I must.” He would need to get accustomed to the workload anyway.
He had expected things like this to be done for him, but his father insisted on him signing off the odd thing here or there. Reluctantly he shooed the lionesses away and retired to his office. The lion only skimmed the many words on the pages, not paying much mind to what the terms and conditions were, so much as he could get it all over with quickly. Only after reaching the displayed cost and noting it was rather high did he look over the terms and conditions, he did not want to mess up and trip just before the finish line, even if paperwork was rather bothersome.  

He would skip out on signing. It wouldn’t be long before the contract holders would call back to negotiate a better price. Being the biggest club this side of town, various investors had no choice but to fold to their whims, taking whatever price Ahadi and Mufasa found agreeable. 

The rest of the contracts sounded good to him, being at a good price. Signing his name over and over, Mufasa gathered them and brought them back to his father’s office. 

“Here you are, father,” Mufasa said, handing them off. His tone was unamused and it was clear to see that he was just glad to be done with it. 
Ahadi flipped through them but noticed that one of the contracts hadn’t been signed. “Is there a reason for this?” he asked his son. 

“They ask for too much, let them stew a little and I am sure they will come back with a better offer.” Mufasa said assuredly. His father seemed to consider it for a moment before nodding and leaving. 

Mufasa pressed a button on his desk to open communications “Oh Nola, could you come to my room, I need some stress relieving” It wasn’t long before the lioness entered Mufasa’s room, she knew him well and didn’t waste time discarding her clothes and going under his desk.

The golden lion murred as she freed his sizeable erection and began bobbing her head up and down it’s length. Oh the perks of being in charge.

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It was the day before the grand opening of the Outlands, everything seemed to be in order, everyone had been tested and had learned the procedures of the business. 
However he had gotten a message from Shenzi to meet her and her companions in their room and was worried something had gone wrong.

Since they expected him, he entered their room without knocking “What is the issue?” He asked a bit nervously.

“Calm down prince charming…there is no issue.” Shenzi said and Scar noted the room had been readied for more than just a simple talk.

“Yeah…we just wanted a little pre-opening celebration.” Banzai said as he hugged up to the lion from behind and teasingly ran his hands over his body. 

”Oh…” Scar said, starting to purr abit from the hyena’s groping of his frontside. “I see…I think that can be arranged…however…my tail is off-limits.”

“Aww…” Banzai sulked.

“If you score up enough points I might let you exchange them for a go at my tailhole, it will be a high price though, otherwise how would I keep it exclusive?” Scar chuckled amused. 

“You certainly know how to encourage others…fine…one day I [i]will[/i] hit that.” Banzai let the lion go, but not before he gave Scar’s backside a squeeze.

Waiting on the bed for the dark lion was Ed. He was lying in a rather inviting pose and even winked at the feline. 

“Ed here has had an eye on you since we first met,” Shenzi explained. “It was only fair to let him have the first go.” 

That suited the lion just fine. He also found the hyena rather attractive, especially while in that pose. Being nude and on the bed, Ed’s backside was raised and his tail was kept to the side, showing off his rump to his friend and employer. 

“He’s already lubed up and ready for you,” Banzai chuckled. “You don’t wanna keep him waiting, right?”

Scar had been working overtime ever since his father messed with the rules of the duel of succession so he was rather pent up and didn’t waste time losing his clothes and getting up behind the hyena. He knew the three of them were clean so they didn’t need protection. Getting on top and lining himself up, the lion made a gentle push of his hips, sinking the tip of his erection inside of Ed’s tailhole. 

The hyena was the first to start moaning and Scar’s voice joined his, the both of them enjoying the pleasure they shared. Banzai and Shenzi were content to watch for now, able to see more of the lion’s length disappearing inside of their friend. Given their usual clients from the streetside, they expected the feline to ram himself inside but Scar was rather gentle with his insertion. 

“Mmm, you’re taking me rather well,” Scar complimented. He should have expected as such from an experienced escort. Ed just chuckled and mumbled a bit in response, his voice laden with pleasure. Just the feeling of the lion’s cock set deep inside was enough to keep his body trembling a bit. 

After Scar had managed to get into a good thrusting rhythm Shenzi crawled up close and began stroking Ed making him shudder in pleasure. 
“Always been the eager one, huh?” she teased him, keeping pace with the thrusts that Scar made. 

Scar felt the soft squeezes Ed’s hole made down on his shaft, becoming even stronger the deeper he reached. This encouraged him to keep going as well as the sounds that came from the bent over hyena. Between the lion and Shenzi’s hand stroking him, the mumbling hyena couldn’t help himself. 

That left Banzai out and he wasn’t very patient. He went up to Shenzi and hotdogged his erection between her cheeks.
“H-hey…calm down back there.” Shenzi stammered.
“No way…I was denied the lion tailhole I was excited the whole day for and it has left me so frustrated.” Banzai lined himself up and began pushing inside Shenzi’s ass. 

“A-alright, alright,” the female hyena groaned. She couldn’t deny that it did feel rather good though unexpected. Knowing how insatiable Banzai could be, Shenzi bent over and got herself in a better position, still stroking Ed’s length at the pace that Scar set. 

The hyenas room was soon filled with their shared moans, Ed’s being the loudest of all from his dual sources of pleasure. Banzai was a close second, muttering dirty things to himself as he thrust deeply into Shenzi. The treatment was rather rough but she had been through much more than that. Small moans of her own joined the rest but her main focus was still on giving pleasure to others.

Being so close by, Scar had to admire her methods, keeping enough focus to not lose her pace on Ed’s shaft but also standing firm against Banzai, who was giving it all he had right from the start. He was rather glad that he was spared being penetrated by the gruff hyena. But Shenzi had told him that Banzai was rather persistent. That meant eventually he would be bending over and receiving such a treatment himself. 

“Finally realized what you’re in for, huh?” Shenzi chuckled, noticing the look on Scar’s face when watching Banzai thrust with such power. 

Scar nodded and saw Banzai give him a grin as well. Well if the hyena did manage to work his way up to getting the lion’s tail, then it would have been well earned by that point. He nodded back and put his focus into thrusting into Ed. 

“Enjoying yourself?” Scar asked him. The hyena nodded rapidly and mumbled some more. It had been just a short time, but the lion was starting to understand the unique way that Ed communicated. “And I still have more to give!” 

He began to thrust both harder and faster, getting Ed to cry out and push back against his movements, adding to the intensity. Gripping the sheets and moaning out louder, he received all the pleasure he could. 

And Ed wasn’t the only one. All of his hard thrusting was getting Banzai rather close to his limits. 
“Give it all you got,” Shenzi encouraged him, knowing the signs by heart at this point. The other hyena nodded and did just that, pounding his hips into Shenzi’s rump, reaching as deeply as he could into her ass. Groaning aloud and clenching his fangs, he was the first to cum, finally satisfying that burning urge that had been with him all day. 

Huffing deeply and raising his voice as well, Ed was approaching his limit as well. A well placed final thrust from the dark lion was all it took to send the other male hyena over the edge as well. 
Scar had never felt anything tighten up like Ed’s tailhole when he climaxed and he didn’t last more than a couple of moments as it milked his length like a starving incubus. Moaning out together, the two males came hard. Scar’s seed poured into the hyena’s hole while Ed shot ropes onto the sheets. They both sighed in relief and were about to wind down but Shenzi cleared throat. 

“And what about me, huh?” she asked, being the only left without release. Banzai chuckled awkwardly, being still inside of her. For the time being, he had given all he could. 

Ed recovered surprisingly quickly from his shared orgasm with Scar and after the lion had pulled out he got over to the other hyenas and eased Banzai out of Shenzi and then moved her onto her back. 
Shenzi moaned as he began nursing one of her tits while gently pushing his fingers inside her sensitive slit.

“Finally. Someone who’s considerate,” she chuckled, moaning out some more as Ed started out slow. Now it was Scar and Banzai’s turn to watch. Banzai preferred to get right to the good stuff, not seeing much use for foreplay. Scar was a fan of the buildup himself but he was again impressed by the way Ed went about it. Of course already reaching a climax played a factor, but the male hyena put his own desires aside and gave all of his attention to Shenzi. 

His fingers went from gently rubbing just inside to pushing in further, knowing just how to do so and which spots to specifically tease. Knowing Shenzi so well, he had no trouble with giving his friend exactly what she needed. 

“Dammit…” Banzai cursed, he did not like getting left out and turned to Scar and pulled him into a surprise kiss. The lion moaned as the hyena stroked his sensitive cock back to hardness. 
“Love that you lions have such a low refractory period.” Banzai huffed as he broke the kiss. 

Not content with merely stroking him Banzai went down on the lion’s cock, moaning as he pushed his head down the length. 
“Grr…you are insatiable ain’t you?” Scar groaned. 

Shenzi moaned lightly “Y-yeah…that’s Banzai alright…” 

“Well…better fulfill him then.” Banzai was surprised as Scar pushed him off and onto his back. He braced himself, but the penetration was gentle and he moaned at how good it felt. Fuck…why did Scar taking charge of him feel so good? Holy damn, was he getting hard again already?

“Mmm… I’ll let you off this time…” Banzai groaned, feeling more of it slipping inside of him. “But I’m still after that pretty little hole of yours.” 

Scar just chuckled and playfully rolled his eyes. Just because he intended to make the hyena wait didn’t mean he was denied pleasure in general. And though it wasn’t to the same degree as Ed’s, the gruff hyena’s hole was rather tight as well. From the spastic squeezes given to him, the lion was able to tell that while Banzai spent most of his time on top, he was experienced enough to take someone else’s cock. 

Meanwhile, things were progressing with Ed and Shenzi. The male hyena pulled his head away from her still her tit and stopped rubbing Shenzi’s sex, instead moving to put in head in between her legs and eating her out.
Shenzi’s mind went blank for a moment as it felt like Ed’s tongue sent jolts of electricity through her body when it started working her. He was still gentle, swiping his tongue along her sensitive walls, getting a reaction out of her with every touch of the pink muscle. 

His own voice was slightly muffled but he enjoyed her taste and was already seeking more, but kept his priority on providing Shenzi with all the pleasure that he could provide. His tongue started to push in deeper and her hands came down to caress the back of his head. 
“Damn it… you really know how to get me going, Ed.” Shenzi was breathing quite labored, she could already feel her orgasm was going to be intense, encouragingly pushing on Ed’s head with one hand and the other clinging tightly to the bedding. In response to this, he began to lick with more vigor, giving exactly what she needed to reach her peak. 

Throwing her head back and crying out, Shenzi finally came hard while Ed was still licking deeply into her, receiving her juices and still working his tongue all the while. Shenzi shook from the intense finish, her entire body felt numb, she wasn’t going to be able to go another round after that let alone move for a while. 

That suited Ed just fine, receiving pets and scratches between his ears while they watched Banzai being now pounded by Scar. It was clear to the lion that Banzai liked things to be rough and fast. 

“Yeah, just like that! Fuck me hard with that lion cock!” Banzai yelled out. 
His dirty words encouraged the dark furred feline, rocking his hips at a faster pace than he did with Ed. The bed was shaking from the power he put into each rut and the sounds from the hyena made it clear that he was enjoying himself wholeheartedly. 

Giving his own cock some tugs and strokes, Banzai basked in the feeling of his ass being rutted hard by the lion. He hardly bottomed and was only willing to do so for guys who could make it worth his time. His other hand held onto the bed’s sheets, keeping himself steady against every incoming thrust, feeling the rough strikes to his prostate and other sensitive spots that were touched. 

“Hmm, they make a good pair,” Shenzi chuckled and Ed agreed, chuckling at the sight of Banzai being given exactly what he wanted. The gruff hyena was unable to stop moaning and squirmed when feeling Scar thrust even harder and faster. 

Banzai rarely put thought into how the one he would penetrate so roughly felt. But now on the receiving end, he was surprised to feel Scar putting even more effort into his humping. 
“J-just go harder!” He urged, but the lion seemingly ignored him, he was just about to snap at Scar when the lion hit a spot inside him that made him feel like he was melting and promptly shut up and let the lion do his thing.  

Rather than using his words, Scar instead used action to show Banzai that there was more to sex that just obtaining pleasure or just going as roughly as one could. It reminded him much of Mufasa’s way of using the lionesses. 
He slowed his pace a bit and focused on teasing those extra sensitive spots that caused the hyena to lose control of himself. Banzai was unable to say anything if he wanted to, loud moans being forced out of him. 

“F-Fuuuuuck…how can this feel so good? You’re going so slow yet…” Banzai moaned.

“Wow…you have him almost squirming…I’ve never seen Banzai like that before.” Shenzi said in a praising tone. He had always been cocky and set in his ways. While there were a good few who enjoyed the style of sex that Banzai provided, it also limited the hyena to a few number of regulars. 

Now, Banzai was finally having his eyes opened who what “slow” sex could really provide. He looked up at the lion thrusting back and forth. Each time another spot was touched, forcing him to react. The more he felt, the more Banzai wanted. It was almost like his first time all over again, all these new feelings that were just short of overwhelming him. 

“Any more demands?” Scar purred teasingly. Not only did it feel good but it was rather cathartic to open someone else's eyes to how passionate some slow and steady rutting could truly be. The only response he got was another deep moan, the hyena having nothing to say at this point. Banzai had even stopped stroking himself, the pleasure being enough to make his cock twitch and throb hard on its own.

The buildup Banzai felt in his loins was insane, he could only hold on for dear life, both hands clutching the bedding hard as the lion pushed him slowly and steadily towards the most intense orgasm of his life. 
Feeling Banzai was almost at his end, Scar readjusted his grip, letting him go a bit faster while still being able to hit all those spots. The lion himself wasn’t far from his own climax either, but he wanted the hyena to blow first. 

“Aaaahhh!” Banzai roared, feeling his orgasm finally overtaking him. It struck hard and consumed all of his senses, leaving him trembling and panting hard while shooting the thick ropes of his second climax all over himself. 
The reflexive squeezes of his tailhole was just enough to bring Scar over the edge as well, groaning deeply while making the final thrust that brought him to a second climax as well, unloading his own seed into Banzai. 

The hyena couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so fulfilled, well he sorta could…it was the rutting Fletcher had given him back when he was young, given it to him hard and fast. He had been chasing that thrill ever since, but never quite managed to reach that high ever again…
This matched, perhaps even topped that magical moment and he wished it would have kept going forever…unfortunately though, he had to come down again. 
Banzai had never really been one to enjoy the afterglow, but in the satisfied numb state he was in he gladly cuddled up with Scar for a little while to just let it last that little bit longer. 

“H-hey…can any of you help Ed?…I would love to but I can’t feel my legs.” Shenzi asked with a bit of a chuckle.

“You go big guy…I’m seconds from taking a nap.” Banzai muttered.

Scar got over to Ed, the hyena’s erection throbbed as he absentmindedly stroked it, he must have been watching the two of them.

“Let me Ed.” The lion gently pulled the hyena's hand away and pushed his head down his length. 

Shenzi noted how quickly Ed breathed and how he shuddered, it didn’t take long before he threw his head back in a gasp and unloaded into Scar’s mouth. Ed had to lay down afterward from how intense his orgasm had been.

“Wow…I did not take you for the type…” Shenzi teased the lion. 

Scar chuckled as he cuddled up with her and Ed “My family owns a business like what we are going to open, I picked up quite a few tricks from the escorts there.” 

“What for?” Shenzi asked, genuinely curious.

“To lead, one first needs to know how to serve.” A leader who didn’t know how his servants work functioned wouldn’t be able to lead properly, only set his servants to do the job on their own. 

“Sounds like a quote.”

“It is one of the tenets in my family’s tradition.”  Scar muttered as sleep took them.

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Back on the other side of town, Mufasa sighed deeply as a lioness rose from his lap. He had finished another round of work and had rewarded himself for his efforts. After pulling the condom free from his length, the golden lion sought out more tasks to complete. 
It was only now that he noticed the distinct lack of unneeded advice from his brother. There was still more work for him to do on his desk. Just when he tried to put some of his work aside for later, Scar would always pop in and inquire about it, all but forcing Mufasa to take the work on anyways. 

They were still “competing” against each other. He could only assume the dark lion was buried in his own work. It wouldn’t have been the first time. From Mufasa’s perspective, his brother put way too much effort into needlessly perfecting everything. But there was no reason that he couldn’t pop in on his sibling’s affairs. 
Leaving his office, Mufasa strolled over to Scar’s side. He wasn’t sure what he expected to see but that entire area had been abandoned without a soul remaining. 

“What? Where is he?” Mufasa asked aloud. As if on cue, he saw his grandfather walking through the empty area. 

“Grandfather,” the golden lion approached and paid him respect. “Have you seen Scar anywhere?”

“Oh,” Mohatu said, his voice having a dismissive tone to it. “Have I forgotten to relay that Scar has…relocated?” 

“Relocated? Why would he do that?” Mufasa asked, still not understanding. 

“To conduct his business of course, you thought he would work solely inside of the mansion for the entire competition?” Mohatu questioned Mufasa and the younger lion could admit that was a good point. 
But…how was he to know what his brother was up to now? Well, it didn’t matter…Scar was likely struggling to open a new business somewhere.

“Guessing you can’t tell me where he is?” Mufasa asked and received a shake of the head from his grandfather.

“Information is a form of power and if your brother wishes to obscure his, then it is not my place to interfere with our family’s sacred rite.” Mohatu left. That left Mufasa without anything to work with. It was a bit frustrating but he supposed it could be taken advantage of. Now the entire east lobby of the mansion was available to him. 
If Scar wanted to play boss somewhere else, well that was just fine with the golden feline, that just meant more power for him to grab. None of it would matter in the end anway, his brother could get more customers or even somehow manage to raise more money. But it would all be for nothing. The contest was already decided, but they had to keep up appearances and play along. Mufasa couldn’t wait for when it was all over, at least so he could finally stop pretending. 

Feeling rather confident once more, he took the elevator to the second floor and walked towards his own room. While getting there, he walked past his father’s office, the door being slightly open.

“What…you can’t do this…” Mufasa heard his father’s voice speak up. He couldn’t help but stop and listen for a bit. 

“You have already gotten too involved…[i]I[/i] will be judging who wins the competition as to prevent bias as is my right as patriarch.” The lion had never heard his grandfather’s voice so intense and authoritatively, it sent shivers down his spine. 

Mufasa snapped out of his trance as he heard a door close. He then heard a thump, likely his father hitting his fist on his table. 
“Dammit…” From the tone Mufasa could almost see his father gritting his teeth in his mind. 
“Well…no matter…Taka won’t win…” 

Mufasa scowled a bit, had his father still not let go of the name he used to shame his brother with when they were young?
More importantly though…their father would not be the one to call the winner anymore…which meant there once more was a chance, however small, that his brother might win. Mufasa felt a bit of worry but he reassured himself. His brother was at a complete disadvantage. He would have to start from scratch, hire new employees, pay them and all kinds of other things. If he hadn’t already used up the meager amount of money he had been given, then it was only a matter of time before he was penniless. 
If Scar was starting up somewhere else in the Pride District he would have heard by now. Since that wasn’t the case, there was a chance his brother was operating on the other side of town, the Clan District. If then he might last a few weeks, but who in their right mind would do that?
