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She made sure that his sentencing also included become part of the pride harem. This means he'll always be busy, be working -- have enough to do, and earn his keep in the pride. And of course, the sweetest of all lionesses, Queen Sarabi herself will ensure his purrfect performance for all these males in the pride.\n\nToday is a special day! It starts off rather terrible, because Meowz refuses to act like a proper little sissy cocksucker for his Majesty, but mommy is here to help and school her little cub! Those glistening lips soon slip up and down a proper shaft, and they are going to make the day so much better! Enjoy the story!\n\n#H1845908\n\nThank you, @RadixPanther for the amazing story! And all your hard work, and your sexy thoughts, always there to get inspired by! I'm so happy you like to help put some fire on Meo's butt! Big love to you, Radix! You're a wonderful friend!!\n\nRemember, [b]every +FAV is awesome[/b] to me! 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gave one of my craziest ideas a whirl, and here you go! You do remember, Meowz was caught stealing from the pride? And he pestered all these lioness cubs, acting all high and mighty, as if he were something better, smarter, and stronger?

You haven't seen his sentencing by Mufasa YET, but that'll come, in time.

In Mufasa and Sarabis decree, it was clear, that Meo would have to take certain duties on board. You know what I'm talking about, aren't you. That slimy yet satisfying diet. That little muzzle wrapped around all the dicks in the pride, feasting on their cream, every morning? If he refuses, there'll be trouble! And the girls are getting a kick out of watching him with a leonine dick in his face. And butt. He'll service all the females too, of course. Even has to kiss their buttholes rather deeply, on verbal command.

His mother helps a lot, trying to right all these wrongs committed by her cub. She is slowly but surely turning him into a better cub, and a citizen of the pride that everyone will appreciate sooner or later. She made sure that his sentencing also included become part of the pride harem. This means he'll always be busy, be working -- have enough to do, and earn his keep in the pride. And of course, the sweetest of all lionesses, Queen Sarabi herself will ensure his purrfect performance for all these males in the pride.

Today is a special day! It starts off rather terrible, because Meowz refuses to act like a proper little sissy cocksucker for his Majesty, but mommy is here to help and school her little cub! Those glistening lips soon slip up and down a proper shaft, and they are going to make the day so much better! Enjoy the story!

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for the amazing story! And all your hard work, and your sexy thoughts, always there to get inspired by! I'm so happy you like to help put some fire on Meo's butt! Big love to you, Radix! You're a wonderful friend!!

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What’d he do now?”\n\n“Spot Butt” looked sidelong at the prince in alarm, trying desperately to push back off Mufasa’s cock, but Keezi held him in place, her claws pricking his scalp in admonishment.\n\n“Mmmmm. It’s okay, Lady Keezi,” Mufasa purred, still thrusting in long, slow motions. Enjoying those sputtering, glistening black lips softly gliding up and down his thickness as he expended the last of his load. He looked to his son and winked. “This is just for starters! No one makes a mess of a female like your dad!”\n\nSimba laughed in appreciation of the slight to the young leopard. The two didn’t exactly get along.\n\n“What else ya gonna do, dad? Can I watch?” Simba grinned, shaking his rump playfully like he might pounce any moment. Keezi smiled. Such energy! So unlike her own boy.\n\nMufasa groaned a bit as he sat up taller, a broad grin on his muzzle. “Sure, you can stay. You need to know how to deal with an unruly lioness when it is your time as king.”\n\n“Whatcha gonna do?” Simba repeated, bouncing up and down in eagerness.\n\nMufasa smiled. “Keezi?”\n\nThe leopardess smiled down at the young prince, making a small bow to him. Junior though he may be, he was still royalty, and her manners never failed.\n\n“Your father is going to fuck his subject, Prince,” Keezi stated.\n\n“Whooaaaaa!” Simba said again, eyes wide. “Can I too, dad? Please? Please? Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease?”\n\nMufasa chuckled, and pushed Meo off his cock. The cub choked and spat, a muzzleful of cum pouring from his mouth.\n\n“No son,” Mufasa said over a loud ‘awwwwwww!’ from Simba. “Pretending aside, this cub is a boy. You won’t have many occasions to mount other males as king, unless you choose to seek them out. This cub must be taught a lesson, but by me, not by you. When you are playing you may do as you wish, but when I am present, you will abide tradition.”\n\n“Yes, Papa,” Simba groused. “It doesn’t seem fair though! He’s basically a girl, you said so! Just because he doesn’t have a vagina, I can’t mount him ’til later? I mean… Awww!”\n\nMufasa opened his mouth to reply, but Keezi cut in, after clearing her throat. This was an opportunity.\n\n“My son does not. But I do.” The leopardess looked up at Mufasa through his mane, green eyes alight. Oh yes, she would eat very well tonight. “Perhaps I may be of service educating the prince?”\n\nSimba’s eyes went wide as mangos. He hadn’t considered that the older leopardess was, in fact, female. But now he couldn’t get it out of his mind, because she very definitely was, and she was so exotic as well. So attractive!\n\nMufasa was quiet for a moment and then burst into laughter. “Keezi! You never cease to amaze me! Not an angle missed for you, is there? And the Pride is better for it!”\n\n“You mean…?” Simba gasped, barely daring to believe.\n\n“Yes,” Mufasa chuckled, ruffling his son’s headfur. “While I make Meo here remember his manners, you will follow Lady Keezi’s every instruction.” The lion laughed again as Simba yipped in celebration, spinning in an excited circle. \n\n“Good luck, son. I hope you know what you’re getting into. That’s a lot of leopardess for any lion!”\n\n“Flatterer,” Keezi smiled, pecking the king’s cheek. “I promise to take it easy on him. He may even walk again.”\n\nSimba, realizing that maybe he may be in over his head, gulped.\n\nMufasa rose, shaking his mane, then grabbed Meo none too gently by the nape, setting off to the far side of the cave. A lone rock stood there and it had become known as the “punishment rock” due to Mufasa’s use of it in the rare cases when disciplining cubs fell to him.\n\nKeezi watched for a moment until Simba weaved through her legs.\n\n“Oooh he’s in trouble!” Simba giggled.\n\n“My son has a lesson to learn,” Keezi agreed. “But so do you!”\n\nSimba looked up at her, gulping a little as she eyed him, her gaze inscrutable. \n\n“I… I haven’t… Uh….” Simba’s words failed him, his eyes dashing from hers to her rump and back.\n\n“Of course not.” Keezi interrupted. “Stand in front of me, Prince, and be prepared to do as I say!” The leopardess lay to the floor as Simba moved to stand in front of her, watching as she rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide before the cub.\n\n“Sh— Shouldn’t you be on your belly?” Simba asked, unable to stop staring.\n\n“You’re a bit young yet to mount me like a grown lion,” Keezi smiled at the young prince through her legs. His eyes were glued to wet slit between her legs. Drinking in the dark ring of fur and bright pinkness within.\n\n“Come, Prince,” Keezi purred. “Taste me.”\n\nSimba stepped forward, as if entranced, his eyes unwavering.\n\n“But why?” he wondered. “Shouldn’t I, y’know, put my thing in your--”\n\n“I see I have my work cut out for me,” Keezi said dryly, to Simba’s obvious confusion. \n\n“There is more to mating than just sliding your dick into another creature, Prince! You must tease your females. Show them what their essence means to you.” Keezi watched, beckoning Simba forward until her paw could slide through the fur of his head, mollified to see him hanging on her words. “Females are not like males. Our pleasure does not come and go like a cheetah on the hunt. We are like flowers that must blossom to pleasure and which remain in bloom as long as the sun shines. When you are king you may mate who you choose, but no female loves a male who has his way and does no more. She may tolerate him. She may fill his mind with flattery, if she values his attention. She may pretend he is a great lover, but she will not love. And love, Little Prince, is the strongest bond there is.”\n\n“Ick! Love?” Simba groaned, making a face.\n\n“Love, dear Prince,” Keezi smiled. “Lions do not desire the name, but they live and die for its flavor. Tell me, Simba, why does a lioness fight and die to defend her land?”\n\n“Well,” Simba thought about it, “‘Cause her king is there, I guess. She hasta back him up when he fights the bad guys!”\n\n“Ah. Perhaps. If she loves the king she has. But if she does not, well… It has been known for a pride’s females to stand down in the face of invasion. To let their king die, in the hope that the next will be better.”\n\n“Really?” Simba’s eyes went wide again. He had never considered such a thing.\n\n“But I tell you the truth, Simba dear, if a lioness loves her king, she will fight to her last breath and beyond. And if that lioness has cubs, she will fight all the same. Not for her king, but for her babies whom she loves. The lioness who serves and does not love is nothing but a slave, my Prince.”\n\n“Wow.” Simba thought about that for a moment. He did love his mother. And his father. And even Nala, though he would never tell her that! Did she love him too?\n\n“Are you a slave, Lady Keezi?” Simba asked. The cubbish concern on his face made Keezi laugh and reach out stroke his ears affectionately.\n\n“I am anything but, Prince!” She assured him. “I love my cub, sissy that he is. I love to eat without the pain of the hunt! And I have come to love this pride as if it were my home. I am no slave, but to the bonds of my choosing.”\n\n“I guess love is pretty important, huh?” Simba agreed, nuzzling into Keezi’s offered paw.\n\n“It is everything, Prince! For lions, at least,” she winked, tousling Simba’s headfur. “You will notice I am no lioness! And though I have chosen an uncommon path for my kind, and though we have many similarities, we are not the same. The love I feel does not compel me down the same path it will your lionesses. You must learn this well for when you are king. But that is a lesson for another day. All you need know is that I lie before you now as hungry for your affection as any lioness ever was.”\n\nKeezi’s paw slid further, teasing along the back of Simba’s head.\n\nNow, Simba… Show me your love.”\n\nKeezi guided Simba’s muzzle to her entrance, hissing as his tongue slid out by instinct, lapping through her folds. Partaking of the waiting nectar gathered there from Mufasa’s earlier teasing. “Oh yes! Yes, Little King!” Keezi moaned, fur bristling in pleasure at the lion cub’s eager tongue. “Fuck me with your tongue. Ohh, you see? If you simply mount a female, you may have the pleasure of a moment, but if you give her pleasure first—well—my Prince she will beg you to fuck her long into the night! She will beg you to continue giving her all you have long after you think you have no more to give. Mmmmff!\n\nEasy now!” Keezi slowed Simba’s vigor using her paw. Watching as he looked up to her for instructions. “Lick slowly. Kiss my pussy. Mm, yes. Like that. Put your nose against my clit—against the top of my—YES!” Keezi gasped as the pressure of Simba’s muzzle sent a burst of pleasure through her. Simba nuzzled his nose back and forth, surprisingly gentle for his enthusiasm.\n\n“You taste wonderful,” Simba purred, licking his lips without moving his muzzle. “I didn’t think ya’d taste like this at all!”\n\n“Mm, you’re a natural,” Keezi complimented, taking in the sight of the young male enjoying her most sacred essence. She did not think of herself as a cat prone to perversion, but there was something about the combined youth and royal confidence in the little prince. The sheer vigor mixed with the realization he was no older than her own son; his tongue so small against her quivering adult pussy.\n\nWell, so be it. She could see allowing herself more such moments, in the future. And she could not see a moment of regret in that future.\n\nShe looked briefly to the side, watching Mufasa step around the waist-high rock. \n\nHer cub, on the other paw, had much to regret.\n\n“P-please don’t punish me!” Meo mewled as Mufasa set the cub down over a rock. It was just the right height to bring the cub’s waist to Mufasa’s. “I didn’t even do anything!”\n\n“But you did, young Meo,” Mufasa growled, his paw on the leopard’s back, pinning the squirming cub. “You demonstrated, yet again, that you have not learned your place in this pride!”\n\nMeo’s legs dangled aside the rock, finding no purchase. He gasped, his scrambling ceasing for a moment as he realized his mother was on her back, legs spread, not ten feet in front of him. He could see her holding Simba’s head between them, her back arched.\n\n“That, Meo, is the reward for knowing your place. This is the reward for speaking back to your king!” Mufasa grabbed Meo’s tail, lifting it up high. He spat on the cub’s small pink tail hole as Meo whimpered. \n\nThe lion pressed his paw to Meo’s pucker and pushed, listening to the cub wail as the king shoved his own spit into the cub’s ass, opening him up. \n\n“No, no, owwww!!!” Meo cried, until Keezi turned her head, ears low, fixing her son with a hard stare. “Do not dare to shame me again, Meo!” She snarled, and Meo shut his mouth with a click, biting down on his lip to stay silent. Her gaze remained fixed on her son even as she guiding Simba’s muzzle between her legs. Humping the cub’s muzzle as she watched Meo struggle not to cry as Mufasa stretched his asshole.\n\nHer ears relaxed a little at last, perking when Mufasa rose, hunching over her son. He looked absolutely massive as he stepped up behind the splayed little leopard. Covering the cub fully, the mane on his chest enveloping Meo’s lower half.\n\nShe saw the moment Mufasa’s hard cock came to rest under her son’s tail. Not by sight, but by the way Meo gulped and looked at her with pleading, tearful eyes. What would she ever do with that boy? Did he not know the service he provided? She growled low in her throat, loud enough she knew he could hear. It was a mixed growl, and Simba rightly took it as a sign that he was doing well, pushing his eager tongue just a little harder into the wet, slippery, slit. He was rewarded with a fresh flood of juices to savor and Keezi’s paw grasping at his head.\n\nShe looked to Mufasa, and the smile on his face said he knew the state she was in. How close she was. That he was not the only cub-fucker in the cave this day.\n\n“My cock is against your little girl’s pussy, Lady Keezi,” Mufasa growled, his hips visibly grinding.\n\n“I know, My King,” she mewled back. “She must serve you in everything.”\n\nMeo whimpered despite himself as Mufasa’s cocktip prodded at his entrance, teasing inward. Keezi bit her lip a little. The display of the massive, strong lion over her small sissy cub with the addition of Simba’s small muzzle pressed so delightfully to her pussy was too much. \n\n“Teach him his lesson,” she gasped, forgetting to gender shift her pronouns in the flow of the moment. “Oh… Oh….”\n\nMufasa growled, moving his paws to hold Meo’s arms tightly to his sides. He was so large his paws almost enveloped the little leopard’s body.\n\n“Are you going to cum, Keezi?” The king snarled, pushing forward a little more. Applying the tiniest portion of his strength. Meo yowled as Mufasa’s dripping cocktip pushed inside of him, hind legs struggling. \n\n“Yess.. Yes! Show me your power! Make her scream! Take what you want, my king! RrrrrrAWRRR!” \n\nKeezi’s roar almost drowned out Meo’s scream. They mingled, echoing through the cave as Mufasa thrust his thick adult cock into the struggling cub. Keezi’s back arched, but her eyes stayed on the scene, her pussy clenching on Simba’s young tongue over and over. Cumming so hard watching Mufasa demonstrate to her little brat of a son what allegiance he was owed. Demonstrating power and masculinity her son could never hope to possess. \n\nFor now, Meo was exactly what he ought to be: a better male’s bitch. \n\n“Heh, the other girls scream different!” Simba smirked, looking up at Meo’s yowls. Whether the young cub was even aware of what he had just done for Keezi was unclear. He looked to her, as if just realizing how hard she was breathing. He must have assumed her roar was directed at Mufasa, but now he could see the cant of her ears, the blood risen in her nose and, on looking down, how her pussy still clenched and unclenched visibly.\n\n“The other… girls… are not women,” Keezi managed to growl. That wasn’t what Simba had meant at all, but the tone of her voice held him spellbound. \n\n“But I am.” Keezi spread her legs a little wider, leaning forward, her expression terrible. Simba quavered back a bit, shocked at the leopard’s aggression. \n\n“Don’t you dare back away from a female spreading her legs for you!” She barked. Simba stop still in his tracks. “This is not a natural position. A female does not merely offer such a thing! It is a gift!” A slight smile snuck onto Keezi’s muzzle, and Simba tried to return it, latching on to any sign of the Lady Keezi he knew well.\n\n“Do not ever back away from a gift of love, Little King. Come. Come come. Mount between my legs. Fuck me, Your Highness. I will show you what mere girls cannot. Come mate me—and don’t you dare stop until I am full of your gift!\n\n“Y-yes, Lady Keezi!” Simba stammered, lunging forward into the soft bellyfur of the beckoning leopardess.\n\nIt might have been a romantic moment, were it not interrupted by a shrill, high-pitched shriek from Meo. His will to obey his mother could only go so far. The cub’s claws scored the punishment rock, but he had no hope of escaping his position. Mufasa’s bodyweight bore him down, massive paws holding his thin midsection tight. \n\nThe cub was pushed forward as Mufasa began to thrust. The cub was so tight! Even with all his strength the king had to stop every few moments. Allowing Meo’s ass, trained though it was, to adjust to its enormous intruder. Every thrust was accompanied by a loud cry from the leopard and slid him forward on the rock until just his rump remained at the top, his front hanging helplessly in front.\n\n“Focus, Prince,” Keezi laughed, guiding Simba’s attention back to her. Cubs were always so distractible! Simba looked back with a chagrined giggle. \n\n“I wanna do that someday!” He grinned. “Dad’s so big and I’m…”\n\nKeezi caught his chin before he could look down. “You are just as large as your father where it counts,” she insisted. “Males may judge their worth based on what’s under their tails, but females judge what is under your mane. It is your mind, heart, and your strength that make us long for you.”\n\nSimba stepped forward and Keezi raised her hips, pulling her legs back into the air. Lifting her rump to meet him. The cub hissed as his small cubcock touched to her black-furred entrance. Barely touching within it. \n\nSimba looked at her, matching her gaze. His eyes were the eyes of a king, determined and strong. He had much to learn, but his eyes told Keezi the prince knew exactly what he wanted from her. Simba’s paws wrapped around her midsection, grabbing into her supple fur as best he could, and then thrust deep inside of her without further word.\n\nHe was rewarded by the leopardess’ moan. He was no Mufasa, but he was well-hung for a cub. Plenty enough to send shivers down her spine. And if his size had not been enough, the feel of his grip, tight in such an unusual place. Of his smallness between her legs. Of his weight and simultaneously its absence. He was just a cub. A big, strong one, but a cub. A babe, but horny and eager as any male she had mated. \n\nKeezi pulled herself forward, wrapping a paw around Simba’s head. Pulling him into a deep kiss. He lingered, pushing back with confidence, like a male many times his age. Her lips parted, and he pressed his tongue over hers. Managing to dominate her, despite his size. Her toes curled as his claws slid out into her sides. Grasping her to him. Pounding into her wet entrance as if he owned it.\n\nTheir kiss ended with her head spinning a little, Simba leaning forward into her belly fur. Covering her the best he could. Holding her tight so he could thrust as deep as possible into her up-raised cunt. \n\n“You like it, huh?” He grinned, a hint of his cubbish cockiness showing on his muzzle, but his eyes shone with confidence. It wasn’t a question. It was a demand.\n\n“Yes, Prince,” Keezi moaned, allowing herself to lay back a little, her hips starting to thrust back against Simba. Their hips pressing tightly. Everything about this mating was so different from what she was used to, and it thrilled her. The way Simba’s body fit between her legs, his strong haunches pushing against hers… It sent shivers through her body. \n\nSimba looked a little to his right, watching as Meo arched his back, shrieking again as Mufasa tugged his small body farther onto his cock. Keezi stroked the prince’s cheek, enjoying the confidence in the young lion’s scorn.\n\nMeo looked back, tear-blurred gaze focusing on the prince, his mouth opening in horror. Simba was actually mating his mother? That brat? That… stuck-up, arrogant, lion? He almost forgot the pain for a moment, staring helplessly, flummoxed at the scene, until his mother turned to look at him as well.\n\n“Good boy,” she mouthed, and Meo was reminded of his situation as Mufasa shoved another fat inch of cock into his asshole. Keezi didn’t look away. She watched, her eyes following Meo’s back and forth motion over the rock as Mufasa used him like a fucktoy. Her eyes lidded, her legs spreading a little, giving Simba room to thrust to his heart’s content. The lion cub gave Meo another smirk and went back to focusing on Keezi. Thrusting hard and fast into the older leopardess. Enjoying the view of her pleasure.\n\nMufasa was hunching harder now, having stretched Meo enough for the cub to accommodate half of the big lion’s cock. He would thrust deep, pushing until Meo kicked and mewed, then pull almost all the way out before thrusting hard again. Dirty precum washed over the leopard’s little balls and down the back of his leg. Staining him with the scent of horny lion. \n\nEvery few thrusts the king would push extra hard and Meo would howl, eyes wide as Mufasa found a way to stretch him just a bit more. And still the giant paws grasped the cub’s waist. Pulling him back and forth. Turning him into nothing but a toy for the lion to masturbate into.\n\n“All the way!” Keezi cried, ambiguously. Both Simba and Mufasa took her command to heart.\n\n“Put your paws on my teats,” Keezi growled at Simba, her stern but loving eyes brooking no questions. The cub didn’t hesitate, pushing himself up on Keezi’s belly, his paws running down both rows of the hard nubs under her fur. \n\n“Oh yes, my Prince… Extend your claws! Take me. Do not stop. Do not dare! Go all the way within me!”\n\nSimba’s claws slid out, and he watched in fascination as Keezi responded through her whole body, as if turning the pain of his scratches into pleasure by magic. Even as his claws teased over her sensitive teats, she arched, demanding more. And all the while he thrust his cock deep inside of her. She felt exquisite around him. Certainly, not as tight as the cubs his own age he had “played” with, but hot, wet, and formidable in a way he had not imagined. She was fucking him just as much as he was fucking her and, he found, he loved it.\n\n“Ahhh, ahhh, AHHH!!!” Meo cried from the side, eyes bulging and paws outstretched as Mufasa slipped deep inside the cub. Taking him all the way, as Keezi had demanded. As he deserved. The cub was pushed almost onto his head now, just his sore rump resting on top of the rock, filled to the breaking point with swollen, unforgiving lion cock. \n\nKeezi didn’t look, but Simba felt her contract around his shaft, a sensation that made him gasp and hunch over her, his claws kneading deeper into her flesh than he had intended. \n\n“Just like your father,” Keezi moaned, stroking his cheek. “Push deep. Cum. Take your birthright. Oh, my darling, you make me want to cry out, just like my disobedient little daughter is! That’s right, that’s right… fill me up. Just as our king is about to do. Hear how he breeds my daughter? Do not place her shame above my love, Prince! If her cunt shall be full of royal seed, then I beg of you: place twice as much in mine!”\n\nSimba was just young enough to not understand most of Keezi’s dirty talk, but just old enough to feel the meaning through his whole body. The message was simple: “Fuck me,” and that was just what he wanted most.\n\n“Hey, Tail-Breath!” The prince called out between thrusts. Meo looked over, still sniffling, responding to the insult as if called by name. His paws were stretched out, barely resting on the ground now. As if afraid Mufasa might drop him on his head. His body shook under Mufasa’s thrusts, but his tailhole, mercifully, was lapsing into numbness.\n\nHe watched, open-mouthed as Simba grasped Keezi’s legs, holding onto them tightly and thrusting faster. Harder. Making a show out of it, while Meo watched in silent horror. Simba grinned back at him, making sure Meo could see his cock slipping from within the leopardess only to forcefully slid back in.\n\n“Heh, you like that, don’t you?” Simba jeered when Meo didn’t look away. “Whatever, weirdo. Rrr… Just watch, then… I’m gonna cum in your mom!”\n\nKeezi rolled her eyes a little. Boys would be boys. Simba had a good heart, but he was yet a cub and she hadn’t the heart to remand him for his churlish behavior in this moment. Instead she urged his attention back to her, thrusting her hips to his until his ears lowered, and his eyes closed. He began making little “Oh! Oh! Oh!” sounds with every thrust, his claws extending into her belly. \n\n“That’s it, dear Prince,” she cooed, almost under her breath, purring and stroking his cheek once more. Feeling the heat risen under his fur. \n\n“Cum within me. Give me your gift.”\n\nSimba almost screamed as he came. His voice cracked and he made a sound between an adorable youthful roar and a squeal, wrapping his paws fully around Keezi’s body as he came, spurting his little balls out deep within the heat of her pussy.\n\nKeezi lay back, her purr radiating through her entire body. Then the unexpected happened. As Simba ground his cock into her, spurting his tiny load within, she realized how close she was to orgasm. She had been so focused on the sensations of the moment the unexpected pleasure had crept up on her!\n\nThe leopardess put her paw on Simba’s back. Feeling his muscles flexing as he thrust still within her. Imagining what a handsome lion he would soon grow into. Holding him to her, hips. Starting to buck. Indulging herself in fantasies of her and the teenage Simba alone… \n\nShe looked to her side, mouth open, and she caught Mufasa’s eye. He read her expression in an instant, and gave Meo a long, hard thrust that made the cub squeal. Showing off for her in the most taboo fashion. Just for her. She shivered. How she loved seeing her cub be useful, and truly part of the pride!\n\n“Deep.” She mouthed to the king, her body hovering on a claw’s edge between torment and release. “Cum deep.”\n\nMeo scrambled at the ground, but Mufasa held him tight, eager to fulfill the mother leopardess’ dirty suggestions. He thrust hard… harder. Pushing into Meo until his enormous balls smacked painfully up against the leopard cub’s tiny ones. Pulling the cub’s ass to his sheath and growling aloud as he began losing control deep in the kit’s bowels.\n\n“Rrrrr, yes… YES!” Mufasa roared, grinding into Meo ruthlessly as he emptied his heavy balls into the leopard for the second time that afternoon. Meo mewled, blushing furiously as he felt the load of lioncum splashing into his insides. Squeezing back out of his ass and down his balls and legs. Marking him as Mufasa’s female.\n\nKeezi hissed, and the fire within released in a flash. She did not roar. She lay back and smiled, her muscles rolling against Simba’s stocky frame, her pussy clenching down until Simba groaned, feeling her tight insides pulling him inward. Accepting his seed deep within. Letting both Mufasa and her own cub watch her deep in the throes of orgasm by a male of another species, young enough to be her son. Perhaps there was something to the lion’s fondness for taboos, after all….\n\nWhen Mufasa finally pulled back Meo whimpered, his sore ass tightening in response to Mufasa’s barbs. He gasped as Mufasa grabbed him by the nape, lifting him as if he weighed nothing at all, and flipping him. Shoving him back against the rock, this time sitting on his butt, his back pressed to the cool stone. \n\nBefore the leopard could even process what was happening, the big lion had mounted his face. Forcing the cock that had just been deep inside his asshole between his black lips and filling his muzzle. The leopard blanched, scrambling for escape, but Mufasa held his head easily with one paw, pinning the cub between the rock and his still-spurting lioncock.\n\n“Clean.” Mufasa ordered, still thrusting over Meo’s tongue. “Maybe in the future you will remember your place in this pride. That’s it. Under my barbs, and be glad this is the extent of your punishment!”\n\nWith his head held back, Meo had no choice but to stare up into the king’s fiery gaze as he suckled at the dirty cock in his muzzle, doing his best to suckle down the king’s warm seed without gagging.\n\n“When I call for you in the future you will come. When my lioness call for you, you will come. When your mother calls for you, you come. When you are called upon by any member of this pride, you will serve. A pride runs on order and discipline. We each have our place, and that place is not for you to question.”\n\nThe king thrust slow, making sure Meo cleaned behind every barb. Making it clear to the cub he would not be backing away until he had done his full duty. “You insist on your insolence, and that is why your position now is cleaning filth from my cock,” Mufasa growled. “It does not always need to be so, and that is for your mother to decide. But while you are my subject, you will obey without question. Or your place will forever be with your muzzle under the tail of every member of this pride, do you understand, leopard?\n\nThe king pulled back, letting the last of his load streak down the leopard’s upturned face, marking him from ears to nose with the strong scent of adult lion cum. Grinding his erection over the cub’s face until he had satisfactorily worked his seed into the cub’s yellow fur. Marking such as that would not go away with a mere wash. The cub would bear this reminder for days yet.\n\nMeo sniffed and nodded tearily to Mufasa.\n\n“Now go apologize to your mother,” Mufasa said, stepping back. “She has earned you a high place, even if you don’t realize it yet. She deserves your respect.”\n\n“Y-yes, Your Highness,” Meo groaned, rising slowly to his feet. Cum dripped from his ass as he stood, pooling a bit on the cave floor. His legs quivered, his sore rump stinging in protest. With a noticeable limp in his step, he walked around the punishment rock. \n\nThe first thing he saw was his mother, her paw around Simba’s back as he thrust into her muzzle. The look of delight on the lion cub’s face filled Meo with such envy! And worse, Simba saw him first and sneered, not stopping his thrusts for a moment. The leopard lowered his ears, trying not to make eye contact as he limped over to his mother.\n\n“There, all clean,” Keezi purred at Simba, who looked ready to pass out from sheer over stimulation. He sat back, dripping cock slowly retreating into his sheath, too tired to further acknowledge Meo’s presence. The leopardess turned, seeing her son waddling his way to her, a droplet trail of lion cum behind him.\n\n“I’m sorry, mum,” the leopard cub muttered, eyes and ears low. “I shoulda done what you said and I shoulda obeyed King Mufasa.”\n\n“Yes, you should have,” Keezi agreed, but her tone was soft, and she reached out to lift Meo’s eyes to hers. “I love you, Meo.”\n\n“I l-love you too, Mom,” Meo smiled back, happy with the uncommon praise.\n\n“I love your mom too,” Simba jeered at him, and the flash of happiness was gone, replaced with anger. Meo tried to leap at Simba across his mother’s body, but the leopardess caught his his weak attempt easily as Simba laughed, bounding to his feet, ready to tussle.\n\n“Go play with the other cubs,” Keezi ordered, spanking Meo’s rump in gentle admonishment, exchanging a little wink with Simba on their way out. “And do not shame me a second time!” She called after Meowz, as he wobbled after the still-laughing Simba into the sunlight, and, no doubt, straight into more trouble.\n\n“What am I to do with that boy?” She wondered aloud as Mufasa padded to her side.\n\n“He’ll learn,” Mufasa chuffed, leaning down to nuzzle at the leopardess’ neck. “My son, on the other hand….”\n\n“Will learn as well,” Keezi finished for him, patting his paw in assurance. “He has his father’s heart.”\n\n“As long as he has his mother’s brain,” Mufasa laughed, sitting alongside her.\n\nKeezi smiled, paw slipping down Mufasa’s belly mane, twirling it idly in paw. “His heart is not the only thing he has inherited from his father.”\n\nMufasa spoke no words, but his pride was clear as he leaned down, his muzzle pressing to Keezi’s, and soon the two were wrapped in bliss of their own.\n\n Their kiss was long, lingering. There was no hurry. The cubs would learn in time, and time was the greatest teacher.\n\nNow was all for them.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“Ah, Lady Keezi. So glad you could make it!”

Keezi bowed her head in a curt dip. The leopardess held her cub by the nape, yet her ears rose and a smile arched her whiskers as she beheld the king of the Pride Lands. He lay as she had seen him many times before; propped against the curved rock of the cave, legs spread, one paw wrapped around his thick erection.

Keezi placed her cub down in a smooth motion, her eyes gleaming as she watched Mufasa’s paw travel up and down his shaft. Her cub was watching as well, though his reaction was not nearly so eager.

“When you beckon, I come, my king,” Keezi mewed in her rich, honeyed voice. “Now go on, Meo. Can you not see the King has been waiting for you?”

“B-But Mom, that’s a girl’s job!” the cub whined, cringing back between his mother’s forepaws. “You do it!”

Mufasa barked a laugh, a broad grin on his muzzle. “Yes, why don’t you do it, Keezi?”

Meo yipped as Keezi grasped him by the head in her jaws, carrying him forward to the lion. Dropping him between the king’s legs. She put a paw on her cub’s back as soon as he touched the ground, pinning him tight to the rock, his nose mere inches from the lion’s groin.

“As my king wishes,” Keezi purred, leaning forward without hesitation. Mufasa removed his paw, grinning and watching the leopardess’ muzzle slip over his cock while her son watched from beneath her paw. She suckled downwards, letting his cock slide over her tongue, drawing a deep groan from the lion king.

“Ahhhhh, Keezi. Mmm. A girl’s job indeed. Tell me, do you know any other girls who would be willing to pleasure their king?" Mufasa looked down at Meo.  "It seems at least one of my Pride has decided she is beyond such work.”

Keezi looked upwards, licking her black lips, her green eyes catching the light.

“Forgive my daughter, King Mufasa. She is ever a shame to me. She will be eager to be of service to you in any way you wish, of course.”

“Lady Keezi,” Mufasa laughed under his breath, drawing her closer until their muzzles met in a slow, passionate, familiar kiss. “I am truly star-touched that the Kings brought you to me. Very well. Show me.”

Keezi moaned a breath into Mufasa’s muzzle. There was ever something about the king that awakened things deep within her. Feelings rarely woken. But she knew what he wanted, and it was not her in this moment. This was not the first time Meo had put her in such a situation.

But now. Now he would earn their keep.

The leopardess lifted the cub in her paw, grasping his nape. Meo whimpered, but opened his muzzle, knowing the battle was lost. Mufasa purred, spreading his legs wider as Keezi pressed Meo’s muzzle onto his cock. Pushing him down enough for the king to feel his small tongue press to the underside of his shaft. Enough to feel the cub take a deep breath, ready to be forced to hold his breath.

The leopardess held the cub like that, still kissing with the king. She could feel his cock twitching in her paw as his cock jerked in her little boy’s mouth. Yes, this was exactly what Meo was good for.

“Ohhh that’s good,” Mufasa growled, leaning back in pleasure.

Keezi’s paw began a slow rhythm. Up and down. Pressure and release. Guiding—forcing—Meo to suckle at his king to varying depths. Suckling out of instinct the entire time. Doing the work for Mufasa. Jerking him off using her son’s muzzle.

The leopardess let herself rest in Mufasa’s mane, close enough for their whiskers to intertwine, and to hear his deep rumbles of pleasure against her body. She pushed harder, listening to the resulting gag from Meo as the tip of Mufasa’s cock slid down his throat, and the half-roar of pleasure from Mufasa.

“Yessss. Yes my king. Just use my daughter’s muzzle.” The leopardess whispered in a soft voice, her paw never slowing.

Mufasa’s paw wrapped around her, holding her in her place with his strong grip. She always felt so small when he held her up this way.

“And what else would your daughter do to service her king?” Mufasa groaned, hips thrusting a little now.

Keezi licked at the king’s cheek, her whisper hot in his ear. “What would my king desire?”

“Rrrr, fuck,” Mufasa gasped, pulling her tighter to himself, too excited to fully respond.

Keezi could feel Meo gagging, but he was getting the rhythm more right than wrong. The boy had to learn somehow. She pushed him down a bit harder, listening to Mufasa make a little whimpering noise she would not have expected such a large creature to make. It excited her, hearing him make those sounds. She nuzzled through his mane to coo teasingly in his ear.

“Yes, that too, my king.” She whispered. “You can fuck her. Right here. Now. Hold her between your strong legs. Mount her. Make her scream your name. Teach her her place underneath you!”

Mufasa’s claws slid out against her back, teasing through her fur. He was close.

“Oh fuck, I can’t wait,” he groaned, legs spreading a bit wider. Keezi nuzzled into his neck, her paw moving Meo faster, guiding him up and down in a quick, ruthless rhythm. “Grrrrr… oohhh don’t stop that! I’m going to fill your cub’s muzzle!”

Mufasa leaned back, thrusting hard in short, powerful bursts of his hips. Keezi could feel Meo gagging, but still she pressed him down. Teasing the king over the edge within her cub’s throat.

Mufasa roared, his legs spread out wide, his claws digging into her shoulder as he came. Meo took the first spurt and almost instantly began coughing on the huge load, cum splashing back out of his muzzle and nose as Mufasa poured gush after gush of lion cream down the leopard boy’s sore throat.

Keezi narrowed her eyes a bit. The cub would require more lessons, it seemed.

Still the pleasure the king was experiencing was more than sufficient. She purred against his mane, knowing she would eat well tonight.

“Hey Dad! Guess what…. Whoa.”

Keezi turned as the young prince ran into the cave. She shot a look to Mufasa, unsure what to do. Certainly Simba was no stranger to using her cub’s services, but it was not common for the cubs to observe the adults taking their use of him.

“Whooooaaaaaaa!” The prince gasped, bounding over towards the threesome. “Golly, Dad, you really made a mess of Spot Butt! What’d he do now?”

“Spot Butt” looked sidelong at the prince in alarm, trying desperately to push back off Mufasa’s cock, but Keezi held him in place, her claws pricking his scalp in admonishment.

“Mmmmm. It’s okay, Lady Keezi,” Mufasa purred, still thrusting in long, slow motions. Enjoying those sputtering, glistening black lips softly gliding up and down his thickness as he expended the last of his load. He looked to his son and winked. “This is just for starters! No one makes a mess of a female like your dad!”

Simba laughed in appreciation of the slight to the young leopard. The two didn’t exactly get along.

“What else ya gonna do, dad? Can I watch?” Simba grinned, shaking his rump playfully like he might pounce any moment. Keezi smiled. Such energy! So unlike her own boy.

Mufasa groaned a bit as he sat up taller, a broad grin on his muzzle. “Sure, you can stay. You need to know how to deal with an unruly lioness when it is your time as king.”

“Whatcha gonna do?” Simba repeated, bouncing up and down in eagerness.

Mufasa smiled. “Keezi?”

The leopardess smiled down at the young prince, making a small bow to him. Junior though he may be, he was still royalty, and her manners never failed.

“Your father is going to fuck his subject, Prince,” Keezi stated.

“Whooaaaaa!” Simba said again, eyes wide. “Can I too, dad? Please? Please? Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease?”

Mufasa chuckled, and pushed Meo off his cock. The cub choked and spat, a muzzleful of cum pouring from his mouth.

“No son,” Mufasa said over a loud ‘awwwwwww!’ from Simba. “Pretending aside, this cub is a boy. You won’t have many occasions to mount other males as king, unless you choose to seek them out. This cub must be taught a lesson, but by me, not by you. When you are playing you may do as you wish, but when I am present, you will abide tradition.”

“Yes, Papa,” Simba groused. “It doesn’t seem fair though! He’s basically a girl, you said so! Just because he doesn’t have a vagina, I can’t mount him ’til later? I mean… Awww!”

Mufasa opened his mouth to reply, but Keezi cut in, after clearing her throat. This was an opportunity.

“My son does not. But I do.” The leopardess looked up at Mufasa through his mane, green eyes alight. Oh yes, she would eat very well tonight. “Perhaps I may be of service educating the prince?”

Simba’s eyes went wide as mangos. He hadn’t considered that the older leopardess was, in fact, female. But now he couldn’t get it out of his mind, because she very definitely was, and she was so exotic as well. So attractive!

Mufasa was quiet for a moment and then burst into laughter. “Keezi! You never cease to amaze me! Not an angle missed for you, is there? And the Pride is better for it!”

“You mean…?” Simba gasped, barely daring to believe.

“Yes,” Mufasa chuckled, ruffling his son’s headfur. “While I make Meo here remember his manners, you will follow Lady Keezi’s every instruction.” The lion laughed again as Simba yipped in celebration, spinning in an excited circle.

“Good luck, son. I hope you know what you’re getting into. That’s a lot of leopardess for any lion!”

“Flatterer,” Keezi smiled, pecking the king’s cheek. “I promise to take it easy on him. He may even walk again.”

Simba, realizing that maybe he may be in over his head, gulped.

Mufasa rose, shaking his mane, then grabbed Meo none too gently by the nape, setting off to the  far side of the cave. A lone rock stood there and it had become known as the “punishment rock” due to Mufasa’s use of it in the rare cases when disciplining cubs fell to him.

Keezi watched for a moment until Simba weaved through her legs.

“Oooh he’s in trouble!” Simba giggled.

“My son has a lesson to learn,” Keezi agreed. “But so do you!”

Simba looked up at her, gulping a little as she eyed him, her gaze inscrutable.

“I… I haven’t… Uh….” Simba’s words failed him, his eyes dashing from hers to her rump and back.

“Of course not.” Keezi interrupted. “Stand in front of me, Prince, and be prepared to do as I say!” The leopardess lay to the floor as Simba moved to stand in front of her, watching as she rolled onto her back, spreading her legs wide before the cub.

“Sh— Shouldn’t you be on your belly?” Simba asked, unable to stop staring.

“You’re a bit young yet to mount me like a grown lion,” Keezi smiled at the young prince through her legs. His eyes were glued to wet slit between her legs. Drinking in the dark ring of fur and bright pinkness within.

“Come, Prince,” Keezi purred. “Taste me.”

Simba stepped forward, as if entranced, his eyes unwavering.

“But why?” he wondered. “Shouldn’t I, y’know, put my thing in your--”

“I see I have my work cut out for me,” Keezi said dryly, to Simba’s obvious confusion.

“There is more to mating than just sliding your dick into another creature, Prince! You must tease your females. Show them what their essence means to you.” Keezi watched, beckoning Simba forward until her paw could slide through the fur of his head, mollified to see him hanging on her words. “Females are not like males. Our pleasure does not come and go like a cheetah on the hunt. We are like flowers that must blossom to pleasure and which remain in bloom as long as the sun shines. When you are king you may mate who you choose, but no female loves a male who has his way and does no more. She may tolerate him. She may fill his mind with flattery, if she values his attention. She may pretend he is a great lover, but she will not love. And love, Little Prince, is the strongest bond there is.”

“Ick! Love?” Simba groaned, making a face.

“Love, dear Prince,” Keezi smiled. “Lions do not desire the name, but they live and die for its flavor. Tell me, Simba, why does a lioness fight and die to defend her land?”

“Well,” Simba thought about it, “‘Cause her king is there, I guess. She hasta back him up when he fights the bad guys!”

“Ah. Perhaps. If she loves the king she has. But if she does not, well… It has been known for a pride’s females to stand down in the face of invasion. To let their king die, in the hope that the next will be better.”

“Really?” Simba’s eyes went wide again. He had never considered such a thing.

“But I tell you the truth, Simba dear, if a lioness loves her king, she will fight to her last breath and beyond. And if that lioness has cubs, she will fight all the same. Not for her king, but for her babies whom she loves. The lioness who serves and does not love is nothing but a slave, my Prince.”

“Wow.” Simba thought about that for a moment. He did love his mother. And his father. And even Nala, though he would never tell her that! Did she love him too?

“Are you a slave, Lady Keezi?” Simba asked. The cubbish concern on his face made Keezi laugh and reach out stroke his ears affectionately.

“I am anything but, Prince!” She assured him. “I love my cub, sissy that he is. I love to eat without the pain of the hunt! And I have come to love this pride as if it were my home. I am no slave, but to the bonds of my choosing.”

“I guess love is pretty important, huh?” Simba agreed, nuzzling into Keezi’s offered paw.

“It is everything, Prince! For lions, at least,” she winked, tousling Simba’s headfur. “You will notice I am no lioness! And though I have chosen an uncommon path for my kind, and though we have many similarities, we are not the same. The love I feel does not compel me down the same path it will your lionesses. You must learn this well for when you are king. But that is a lesson for another day. All you need know is that I lie before you now as hungry for your affection as any lioness ever was.”

Keezi’s paw slid further, teasing along the back of Simba’s head.

Now, Simba… Show me your love.”

Keezi guided Simba’s muzzle to her entrance, hissing as his tongue slid out by instinct, lapping through her folds. Partaking of the waiting nectar gathered there from Mufasa’s earlier teasing. “Oh yes! Yes, Little King!” Keezi moaned, fur bristling in pleasure at the lion cub’s eager tongue. “Fuck me with your tongue. Ohh, you see? If you simply mount a female, you may have the pleasure of a moment, but if you give her pleasure first—well—my Prince she will beg you to fuck her long into the night! She will beg you to continue giving her all you have long after you think you have no more to give. Mmmmff!

Easy now!” Keezi slowed Simba’s vigor using her paw. Watching as he looked up to her for instructions. “Lick slowly. Kiss my pussy. Mm, yes. Like that. Put your nose against my clit—against the top of my—YES!” Keezi gasped as the pressure of Simba’s muzzle sent a burst of pleasure through her. Simba nuzzled his nose back and forth, surprisingly gentle for his enthusiasm.

“You taste wonderful,” Simba purred, licking his lips without moving his muzzle. “I didn’t think ya’d taste like this at all!”

“Mm, you’re a natural,” Keezi complimented, taking in the sight of the young male enjoying her most sacred essence. She did not think of herself as a cat prone to perversion, but there was something about the combined youth and royal confidence in the little prince. The sheer vigor mixed with the realization he was no older than her own son; his tongue so small against her quivering adult pussy.

Well, so be it. She could see allowing herself more such moments, in the future. And she could not see a moment of regret in that future.

She looked briefly to the side, watching Mufasa step around the waist-high rock.

Her cub, on the other paw, had much to regret.

“P-please don’t punish me!” Meo mewled as Mufasa set the cub down over a rock. It was just the right height to bring the cub’s waist to Mufasa’s. “I didn’t even do anything!”

“But you did, young Meo,” Mufasa growled, his paw on the leopard’s back, pinning the squirming cub. “You demonstrated, yet again, that you have not learned your place in this pride!”

Meo’s legs dangled aside the rock, finding no purchase. He gasped, his scrambling ceasing for a moment as he realized his mother was on her back, legs spread, not ten feet in front of him. He could see her holding Simba’s head between them, her back arched.

“That, Meo, is the reward for knowing your place. This is the reward for speaking back to your king!” Mufasa grabbed Meo’s tail, lifting it up high. He spat on the cub’s small pink tail hole as Meo whimpered.

The lion pressed his paw to Meo’s pucker and pushed, listening to the cub wail as the king shoved his own spit into the cub’s ass, opening him up.

“No, no, owwww!!!” Meo cried, until Keezi turned her head, ears low, fixing her son with a hard stare. “Do not dare to shame me again, Meo!” She snarled, and Meo shut his mouth with a click, biting down on his lip to stay silent. Her gaze remained fixed on her son even as she guiding Simba’s muzzle between her legs. Humping the cub’s muzzle as she watched Meo struggle not to cry as Mufasa stretched his asshole.

Her ears relaxed a little at last, perking when Mufasa rose, hunching over her son. He looked absolutely massive as he stepped up behind the splayed little leopard. Covering the cub fully, the mane on his chest enveloping Meo’s lower half.

She saw the moment Mufasa’s hard cock came to rest under her son’s tail. Not by sight, but by the way Meo gulped and looked at her with pleading, tearful eyes. What would she ever do with that boy? Did he not know the service he provided? She growled low in her throat, loud enough she knew he could hear. It was a mixed growl, and Simba rightly took it as a sign that he was doing well, pushing his eager tongue just a little harder into the wet, slippery, slit. He was rewarded with a fresh flood of juices to savor and Keezi’s paw grasping at his head.

She looked to Mufasa, and the smile on his face said he knew the state she was in. How close she was. That he was not the only cub-fucker in the cave this day.

“My cock is against your little girl’s pussy, Lady Keezi,” Mufasa growled, his hips visibly grinding.

“I know, My King,” she mewled back. “She must serve you in everything.”

Meo whimpered despite himself as Mufasa’s cocktip prodded at his entrance, teasing inward. Keezi bit her lip a little. The display of the massive, strong lion over her small sissy cub with the addition of Simba’s small muzzle pressed so delightfully to her pussy was too much.

“Teach him his lesson,” she gasped, forgetting to gender shift her pronouns in the flow of the moment. “Oh… Oh….”

Mufasa growled, moving his paws to hold Meo’s arms tightly to his sides. He was so large his paws almost enveloped the little leopard’s body.

“Are you going to cum, Keezi?” The king snarled, pushing forward a little more. Applying the tiniest portion of his strength. Meo yowled as Mufasa’s dripping cocktip pushed inside of him, hind legs struggling.

“Yess.. Yes! Show me your power! Make her scream! Take what you want, my king! RrrrrrAWRRR!”

Keezi’s roar almost drowned out Meo’s scream. They mingled, echoing through the cave as Mufasa thrust his thick adult cock into the struggling cub. Keezi’s back arched, but her eyes stayed on the scene, her pussy clenching on Simba’s young tongue over and over. Cumming so hard watching Mufasa demonstrate to her little brat of a son what allegiance he was owed. Demonstrating power and masculinity her son could never hope to possess.

For now, Meo was exactly what he ought to be: a better male’s bitch.

“Heh, the other girls scream different!” Simba smirked, looking up at Meo’s yowls. Whether the young cub was even aware of what he had just done for Keezi was unclear. He looked to her, as if just realizing how hard she was breathing. He must have assumed her roar was directed at Mufasa, but now he could see the cant of her ears, the blood risen in her nose and, on looking down, how her pussy still clenched and unclenched visibly.

“The other… girls… are not women,” Keezi managed to growl. That wasn’t what Simba had meant at all, but the tone of her voice held him spellbound.

“But I am.” Keezi spread her legs a little wider, leaning forward, her expression terrible. Simba quavered back a bit, shocked at the leopard’s aggression.

“Don’t you dare back away from a female spreading her legs for you!” She barked. Simba stop still in his tracks. “This is not a natural position. A female does not merely offer such a thing! It is a gift!” A slight smile snuck onto Keezi’s muzzle, and Simba tried to return it, latching on to any sign of the Lady Keezi he knew well.

“Do not ever back away from a gift of love, Little King. Come. Come come. Mount between my legs. Fuck me, Your Highness.  I will show you what mere girls cannot. Come mate me—and don’t you dare stop until I am full of your gift!

“Y-yes, Lady Keezi!” Simba stammered, lunging forward into the soft bellyfur of the beckoning leopardess.

It might have been a romantic moment, were it not interrupted by a shrill, high-pitched shriek from Meo. His will to obey his mother could only go so far. The cub’s claws scored the punishment rock, but he had no hope of escaping his position. Mufasa’s bodyweight bore him down, massive paws holding his thin midsection tight.

The cub was pushed forward as Mufasa began to thrust. The cub was so tight! Even with all his strength the king had to stop every few moments. Allowing Meo’s ass, trained though it was, to adjust to its enormous intruder. Every thrust was accompanied by a loud cry from the leopard and slid him forward on the rock until just his rump remained at the top, his front hanging helplessly in front.

“Focus, Prince,” Keezi laughed, guiding Simba’s attention back to her. Cubs were always so distractible! Simba looked back with a chagrined giggle.

“I wanna do that someday!” He grinned. “Dad’s so big and I’m…”

Keezi caught his chin before he could look down. “You are just as large as your father where it counts,” she insisted. “Males may judge their worth based on what’s under their tails, but females judge what is under your mane. It is your mind, heart, and your strength that make us long for you.”

Simba stepped forward and Keezi raised her hips, pulling her legs back into the air. Lifting her rump to meet him. The cub hissed as his small cubcock touched to her black-furred entrance. Barely touching within it.

Simba looked at her, matching her gaze. His eyes were the eyes of a king, determined and strong. He had much to learn, but his eyes told Keezi the prince knew exactly what he wanted from her. Simba’s paws wrapped around her midsection, grabbing into her supple fur as best he could, and then thrust deep inside of her without further word.

He was rewarded by the leopardess’ moan. He was no Mufasa, but he was well-hung for a cub. Plenty enough to send shivers down her spine. And if his size had not been enough, the feel of his grip, tight in such an unusual place. Of his smallness between her legs. Of his weight and simultaneously its absence. He was just a cub. A big, strong one, but a cub. A babe, but horny and eager as any male she had mated.

Keezi pulled herself forward, wrapping a paw around Simba’s head. Pulling him into a deep kiss. He lingered, pushing back with confidence, like a male many times his age. Her lips parted, and he pressed his tongue over hers. Managing to dominate her, despite his size. Her toes curled as his claws slid out into her sides. Grasping her to him. Pounding into her wet entrance as if he owned it.

Their kiss ended with her head spinning a little, Simba leaning forward into her belly fur. Covering her the best he could. Holding her tight so he could thrust as deep as possible into her up-raised cunt.

“You like it, huh?” He grinned, a hint of his cubbish cockiness showing on his muzzle, but his eyes shone with confidence. It wasn’t a question. It was a demand.

“Yes, Prince,” Keezi moaned, allowing herself to lay back a little, her hips starting to thrust back against Simba. Their hips pressing tightly. Everything about this mating was so different from what she was used to, and it thrilled her. The way Simba’s body fit between her legs, his strong haunches pushing against hers… It sent shivers through her body.

Simba looked a little to his right, watching as Meo arched his back, shrieking again as Mufasa tugged his small body farther onto his cock. Keezi stroked the prince’s cheek, enjoying the confidence in the young lion’s scorn.

Meo looked back, tear-blurred gaze focusing on the prince, his mouth opening in horror. Simba was actually mating his mother? That brat? That… stuck-up, arrogant, lion? He almost forgot the pain for a moment, staring helplessly, flummoxed at the scene, until his mother turned to look at him as well.

“Good boy,” she mouthed, and Meo was reminded of his situation as Mufasa shoved another fat inch of cock into his asshole. Keezi didn’t look away. She watched, her eyes following Meo’s back and forth motion over the rock as Mufasa used him like a fucktoy. Her eyes lidded, her legs spreading a little, giving Simba room to thrust to his heart’s content. The lion cub gave Meo another smirk and went back to focusing on Keezi. Thrusting hard and fast into the older leopardess. Enjoying the view of her pleasure.

Mufasa was hunching harder now, having stretched Meo enough for the cub to accommodate half of the big lion’s cock. He would thrust deep, pushing until Meo kicked and mewed, then pull almost all the way out before thrusting hard again. Dirty precum washed over the leopard’s little balls and down the back of his leg. Staining him with the scent of horny lion.

Every few thrusts the king would push extra hard and Meo would howl, eyes wide as Mufasa found a way to stretch him just a bit more. And still the giant paws grasped the cub’s waist. Pulling him back and forth. Turning him into nothing but a toy for the lion to masturbate into.

“All the way!” Keezi cried, ambiguously. Both Simba and Mufasa took her command to heart.

“Put your paws on my teats,” Keezi growled at Simba, her stern but loving eyes brooking no questions. The cub didn’t hesitate, pushing himself up on Keezi’s belly, his paws running down both rows of the hard nubs under her fur.

“Oh yes, my Prince… Extend your claws! Take me. Do not stop. Do not dare! Go all the way within me!”

Simba’s claws slid out, and he watched in fascination as Keezi responded through her whole body, as if turning the pain of his scratches into pleasure by magic. Even as his claws teased over her sensitive teats, she arched, demanding more. And all the while he thrust his cock deep inside of her. She felt exquisite around him. Certainly, not as tight as the cubs his own age he had “played” with, but hot, wet, and formidable in a way he had not imagined. She was fucking him just as much as he was fucking her and, he found, he loved it.

“Ahhh, ahhh, AHHH!!!” Meo cried from the side, eyes bulging and paws outstretched as Mufasa slipped deep inside the cub. Taking him all the way, as Keezi had demanded. As he deserved. The cub was pushed almost onto his head now, just his sore rump resting on top of the rock, filled to the breaking point with swollen, unforgiving lion cock.

Keezi didn’t look, but Simba felt her contract around his shaft, a sensation that made him gasp and hunch over her, his claws kneading deeper into her flesh than he had intended.

“Just like your father,” Keezi moaned, stroking his cheek. “Push deep. Cum. Take your birthright. Oh, my darling, you make me want to cry out, just like my disobedient little daughter is! That’s right, that’s right… fill me up. Just as our king is about to do. Hear how he breeds my daughter? Do not place her shame above my love, Prince! If her cunt shall be full of royal seed, then I beg of you: place twice as much in mine!”

Simba was just young enough to not understand most of Keezi’s dirty talk, but just old enough to feel the meaning through his whole body. The message was simple: “Fuck me,” and that was just what he wanted most.

“Hey, Tail-Breath!” The prince called out between thrusts. Meo looked over, still sniffling, responding to the insult as if called by name. His paws were stretched out, barely resting on the ground now. As if afraid Mufasa might drop him on his head. His body shook under Mufasa’s thrusts, but his tailhole, mercifully, was lapsing into numbness.

He watched, open-mouthed as Simba grasped Keezi’s legs, holding onto them tightly and thrusting faster. Harder. Making a show out of it, while Meo watched in silent horror. Simba grinned back at him, making sure Meo could see his cock slipping from within the leopardess only to forcefully slid back in.

“Heh, you like that, don’t you?” Simba jeered when Meo didn’t look away. “Whatever, weirdo. Rrr… Just watch, then… I’m gonna cum in your mom!”

Keezi rolled her eyes a little. Boys would be boys. Simba had a good heart, but he was yet a cub and she hadn’t the heart to remand him for his churlish behavior in this moment. Instead she urged his attention back to her, thrusting her hips to his until his ears lowered, and his eyes closed. He began making little “Oh! Oh! Oh!” sounds with every thrust, his claws extending into her belly.

“That’s it, dear Prince,” she cooed, almost under her breath, purring and stroking his cheek once more. Feeling the heat risen under his fur.

“Cum within me. Give me your gift.”

Simba almost screamed as he came. His voice cracked and he made a sound between an adorable youthful roar and a squeal, wrapping his paws fully around Keezi’s body as he came, spurting his little balls out deep within the heat of her pussy.

Keezi lay back, her purr radiating through her entire body. Then the unexpected happened. As Simba ground his cock into her, spurting his tiny load within, she realized how close she was to orgasm. She had been so focused on the sensations of the moment the unexpected pleasure had crept up on her!

The leopardess put her paw on Simba’s back. Feeling his muscles flexing as he thrust still within her. Imagining what a handsome lion he would soon grow into. Holding him to her, hips. Starting to buck. Indulging herself in fantasies of her and the teenage Simba alone…

She looked to her side, mouth open, and she caught Mufasa’s eye. He read her expression in an instant, and gave Meo a long, hard thrust that made the cub squeal. Showing off for her in the most taboo fashion. Just for her. She shivered. How she loved seeing her cub be useful, and truly part of the pride!

“Deep.” She mouthed to the king, her body hovering on a claw’s edge between torment and release. “Cum deep.”

Meo scrambled at the ground, but Mufasa held him tight, eager to fulfill the mother leopardess’ dirty suggestions. He thrust hard… harder. Pushing into Meo until his enormous balls smacked painfully up against the leopard cub’s tiny ones. Pulling the cub’s ass to his sheath and growling aloud as he began losing control deep in the kit’s bowels.

“Rrrrr, yes… YES!” Mufasa roared, grinding into Meo ruthlessly as he emptied his heavy balls into the leopard for the second time that afternoon. Meo mewled, blushing furiously as he felt the load of lioncum splashing into his insides. Squeezing back out of his ass and down his balls and legs. Marking him as Mufasa’s female.

Keezi hissed, and the fire within released in a flash. She did not roar. She lay back and smiled, her muscles rolling against Simba’s stocky frame, her pussy clenching down until Simba groaned, feeling her tight insides pulling him inward. Accepting his seed deep within. Letting both Mufasa and her own cub watch her deep in the throes of orgasm by a male of another species, young enough to be her son. Perhaps there was something to the lion’s fondness for taboos, after all….

When Mufasa finally pulled back Meo whimpered, his sore ass tightening in response to Mufasa’s barbs. He gasped as Mufasa grabbed him by the nape, lifting him as if he weighed nothing at all, and flipping him. Shoving him back against the rock, this time sitting on his butt, his back pressed to the cool stone.

Before the leopard could even process what was happening, the big lion had mounted his face. Forcing the cock that had just been deep inside his asshole between his black lips and filling his muzzle.  The leopard blanched, scrambling for escape, but Mufasa held his head easily with one paw, pinning the cub between the rock and his still-spurting lioncock.

“Clean.” Mufasa ordered, still thrusting over Meo’s tongue. “Maybe in the future you will remember your place in this pride. That’s it. Under my barbs, and be glad this is the extent of your punishment!”

With his head held back, Meo had no choice but to stare up into the king’s fiery gaze as he suckled at the dirty cock in his muzzle, doing his best to suckle down the king’s warm seed without gagging.

“When I call for you in the future you will come. When my lioness call for you, you will come. When your mother calls for you, you come. When you are called upon by any member of this pride, you will serve. A pride runs on order and discipline. We each have our place, and that place is not for you to question.”

The king thrust slow, making sure Meo cleaned behind every barb. Making it clear to the cub he would not be backing away until he had done his full duty. “You insist on your insolence, and that is why your position now is cleaning filth from my cock,” Mufasa growled. “It does not always need to be so, and that is for your mother to decide. But while you are my subject, you will obey without question. Or your place will forever be with your muzzle under the tail of every member of this pride, do you understand, leopard?

The king pulled back, letting the last of his load streak down the leopard’s upturned face, marking him from ears to nose with the strong scent of adult lion cum. Grinding his erection over the cub’s face until he had satisfactorily worked his seed into the cub’s yellow fur. Marking such as that would not go away with a mere wash. The cub would bear this reminder for days yet.

Meo sniffed and nodded tearily to Mufasa.

“Now go apologize to your mother,” Mufasa said, stepping back. “She has earned you a high place, even if you don’t realize it yet. She deserves your respect.”

“Y-yes, Your Highness,” Meo groaned, rising slowly to his feet. Cum dripped from his ass as he stood, pooling a bit on the cave floor. His legs quivered, his sore rump stinging in protest. With a noticeable limp in his step, he walked around the punishment rock.

The first thing he saw was his mother, her paw around Simba’s back as he thrust into her muzzle. The look of delight on the lion cub’s face filled Meo with such envy! And worse, Simba saw him first and sneered, not stopping his thrusts for a moment. The leopard lowered his ears, trying not to make eye contact as he limped over to his mother.

“There, all clean,” Keezi purred at Simba, who looked ready to pass out from sheer over stimulation. He sat back, dripping cock slowly retreating into his sheath, too tired to further acknowledge Meo’s presence. The leopardess turned, seeing her son waddling his way to her, a droplet trail of lion cum behind him.

“I’m sorry, mum,” the leopard cub muttered, eyes and ears low. “I shoulda done what you said and I shoulda obeyed King Mufasa.”

“Yes, you should have,” Keezi agreed, but her tone was soft, and she reached out to lift Meo’s eyes to hers. “I love you, Meo.”

“I l-love you too, Mom,” Meo smiled back, happy with the uncommon praise.

“I love your mom too,” Simba jeered at him, and the flash of happiness was gone, replaced with anger. Meo tried to leap at Simba across his mother’s body, but the leopardess caught his his weak attempt easily as Simba laughed, bounding to his feet, ready to tussle.

“Go play with the other cubs,” Keezi ordered, spanking Meo’s rump in gentle admonishment, exchanging a little wink with Simba on their way out. “And do not shame me a second time!” She called after Meowz,  as he wobbled after the still-laughing Simba into the sunlight, and, no doubt, straight into more trouble.

“What am I to do with that boy?” She wondered aloud as Mufasa padded to her side.

“He’ll learn,” Mufasa chuffed, leaning down to nuzzle at the leopardess’ neck. “My son, on the other hand….”

“Will learn as well,” Keezi finished for him, patting his paw in assurance. “He has his father’s heart.”

“As long as he has his mother’s brain,” Mufasa laughed, sitting alongside her.

Keezi smiled, paw slipping down Mufasa’s belly mane, twirling it idly in paw. “His heart is not the only thing he has inherited from his father.”

Mufasa spoke no words, but his pride was clear as he leaned down, his muzzle pressing to Keezi’s, and soon the two were wrapped in bliss of their own.

 Their kiss was long, lingering. There was no hurry. The cubs would learn in time, and time was the greatest teacher.

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