Leo was a 12-year-old preteen male rabbit boy with snowy white fur and long ears that stuck straight up, giving him an innocent appearance. He had big, curious brown eyes, and his whiskers twitched with excitement as he hopped along the forest path. Today was his first camping trip with his scout troop, and he was eager to prove himself as a capable scout. He wore the official rabbit boy scout uniform - a navy blue shirt with yellow trim, khaki shorts, and sturdy brown leather boots. The crisp fabric and sharp creases gave him a sense of pride and belonging, and he felt ready to tackle whatever challenges lay ahead.

As he walked, Leo took in the sights and sounds of the forest. The leaves rustled overhead, casting dappled shadows on the ground below. Birds sang sweet melodies, and the occasional squirrel or chipmunk darted across the path. Leo couldn't help but smile at the beauty surrounding him. Leo was a quiet, introspective rabbit boy. He often kept to himself, preferring the company of books and art supplies over other children. Despite his shyness, he was fiercely intelligent and curious about the world around him. His mother had encouraged him to join the local scout troop in hopes that it would help him make friends and gain confidence. While he appreciated the camaraderie of his fellow scouts, Leo still found solace in spending time alone, exploring the natural world, and indulging his imagination.

On this particular camping trip, Leo was bursting with enthusiasm. He was determined to prove himself as a valuable member of the troop and earn the respect of his peers. When the opportunity arose to explore a nearby stream, Leo didn't hesitate to strike out on his own. He was so absorbed in examining the rocks and insects along the water's edge that he failed to notice how far he had wandered from the campsite. By the time he realized his mistake, it was too late. He was hopelessly lost in the vast, unfamiliar forest.

Leo rummaged through his backpack, feeling for the reassuring weight of his compass. With a steady hand, he oriented himself towards what he believed was north and set off through the tangled undergrowth. After several minutes of determined progress, however, he stumbled on a hidden root and tumbled down a rocky incline. He let out a cry of surprise as he bounced and rolled, finally coming to a stop at the bottom of the slope. Dazed and disoriented, Leo struggled to sit up, only to realize that his head was pounding painfully. Panicked, he put a tentative paw to his temple, feeling the tender swelling already beginning to form. He knew he had hit his head hard enough to cause a concussion, and the thought of being lost and injured in the woods sent a wave of fear coursing through him. Faint and disoriented, Leo closed his eyes and slipped into darkness.

Reaper was a majestic mountain lion, his fur a glossy blend of silver-gray and rich amber. His piercing emerald eyes gleamed like polished gemstones, while his powerful muscles flexed beneath his sleek coat. He moved through the forest with effortless ease, each step confident and purposeful. As an apex predator, Reaper was the supreme ruler of his domain. He possessed unmatched speed, strength, and agility, rendering him invincible against any challenger. There was nothing he couldn't conquer - no obstacle he couldn't overcome. Fiercely independent and self-sufficient, Reaper reveled in his solitary existence. He needed no companionship beyond his own, content to hunt, rest, and repeat the cycle anew each day.

Reaper was a commanding figure, standing tall on his haunches as he surveyed the forest. His luxurious pelt gleamed in the dappled sunlight, a blend of silver-gray and warm amber hues that contrasted beautifully with the dark green foliage. Beneath his fur, every muscle seemed poised for action, ready to spring into motion at a moment's notice. Around his waist, Reaper wore a simple loincloth fashioned from the softened hide of a fox. The garment hung low on his hips, barely concealing his powerful haunches as he paced through the underbrush. At his side, a length of sturdy rope coiled that swayed with each step.  But it was the hunting knife strapped to his hip that truly marked Reaper as a force to be reckoned with. The blade was well-worn, its edges nicked and scratched from countless uses, yet still sharp enough to slice through flesh and bone with ease. It was this trusty tool that had enabled Reaper to survive in the unforgiving wilderness for years on end, allowing him to hunt, defend himself, and even construct makeshift shelters when necessary.

Reaper had been monitoring the recent arrival of the furry troop, tracking their progress from a distance. His enhanced senses, honed by years of life in the wilderness, allowed him to pick up on even faint traces of their passage. As they established their base near his home range, he became more curious about their nature and motivations. As an alpha predator, Reaper recognized the wisdom of patience and prudence. He knew that impulsive moves could result in avoidable harm and injury. Therefore, he elected to observe and analyze the situation before committing to a course of action.

From afar, Reaper studied the diverse gathering of furries, appraising their attributes and idiosyncrasies. He took particular note of the juvenile members, gauging their potential as prey and assessing the likelihood of successfully engaging them in combat. He waited, vigilant and deliberate, biding his time until the perfect opportunity emerged to seize control of the situation. Then, he would employ his exceptional physical prowess and crafty stratagems to gain the upper hand, exploiting any lapses in judgment or weaknesses exposed during the encounter.

Reaper followed Leo with ease, keeping a safe distance to avoid alerting the rabbit to his presence. From his vantage point, he observed the young fur's movements, noting his behavior and predicting his next steps. With each passing moment, Reaper grew more confident in his ability to capture and consume the unsuspecting prey. In Reaper's eyes, Leo was little more than an easy meal, ripe for the taking. He saw no challenge in acquiring such a simple target, one that posed minimal threat to his superior hunting skills. For Reaper, the thrill lay not in the difficulty of the pursuit, but rather in the satisfaction of a successful kill and the nourishment it provided.

Reaper stalked after Leo, maintaining a safe distance from the unaware rabbit. When Leo suddenly tripped and tumbled down an embankment, striking his head harshly against a rock, Reaper didn't hesitate. He swiftly made his way to where Leo lay motionless, surveying the situation. Seeing that Leo wasn't dead, just unconscious, Reaper deftly bound and secured the limp form with some nearby vines. Satisfied with his work, he hoisted the unresisting rabbit onto his shoulders and set off toward his hidden encampment deep in the woods.

As Reaper made his way deeper into the forest with Leo slung over his shoulder, the rabbit's slight frame bounced and jostled against the cougar's broad chest. Each step sent shockwaves rippling through Leo's limp body, causing his head to loll loosely and his tail to flop listlessly. Despite the discomfort, Reaper couldn't resist the urge to stroke the soft, supple fur of his captive. His rough fingers grazed the surface of the rabbit's skin, savoring the sensation of warmth and life beneath his touch. He felt the contours of Leo's body, tracing the curves of his ears and the gentle swell of his belly.

Leo's limpness only served to heighten Reaper's sense of control and dominance. He relished the power he held over this small creature, reveling in the feeling of strength and prowess that came with it. And yet, even as he reveled in his victory, a part of him yearned for greater challenges, more worthy opponents to test his mettle against. The rest of Reaper's trip back to his campsite was uneventful. It was far enough away from the troop that it would be a good bit before they could discover the spot, and by then he would have already moved on and had his fun with the young rabbit. Laying the boy down on the ground, the cougar started a small campfire and took a short trip down to a nearby stream to wash up before his dinner and future activities for the evening. 

As Leo slowly regained consciousness, he became aware of the unfamiliar surroundings. He tried to move his arms and legs, only to find that they were tightly bound. Panic set in as he struggled futilely against his restraints, desperate to escape whatever fate awaited him. Suddenly, he heard a rustling in the bushes, and his heart skipped a beat. Was his captor returning? Or worse, was there something else lurking in the darkness, waiting to pounce?

Before he could react, a large shape emerged from the shadows, casting a long shadow over Leo's prone form. It was Reaper, and he looked every bit the predator as he gazed upon his helpless prey. "Good evening," Reaper purred, his voice dripping with malice. "Aren't you a delicious-looking piece of fuckable meat!" Leo squirmed against his bindings, tears streaming down his cheeks as he struggled to break free. But Reaper was too strong, too powerful. He effortlessly held the terrified rabbit in place, enjoying the look of utter despair on his face.

"Please," Leo whimpered, his voice barely audible above the sound of his own sobs. "Just let me go. I won't tell anyone, I swear!"

Reaper smiled, baring his teeth in a cruel parody of a friendly smile. "Oh, I think you'll be doing much more than telling anyone," he said, his tone dripping with menace. "But don't worry, you're in good hands... or rather, paws."

He reached out with one massive clawed finger, tracing a path along the curve of Leo's ear. The rabbit flinched involuntarily, his eyes wide with terror. "Relax," Reaper coached, his voice low and hypnotic. "It's just going to be a long night. And believe me, you're going to need to save your strength." Reaper leaned in close, his hot breath tickling Leo's ear as he spoke. "First thing's first," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "I want to unwrap my little present."

The cougar reached for the hem of Leo's shirt, his claws glinting in the firelight. With a quick snip, he sliced open the fabric, allowing it to fall away from the rabbit's torso. Leo shivered at the sudden loss of coverage, his nipples puckering in the cool night air. Next, Reaper turned his attention to the waistband of Leo's shorts. He slipped the blade of his knife underneath the elastic, slicing neatly through the material. With a practiced twitch of his wrist, he peeled the ruined garment away from Leo's hips, leaving him exposed from the waist down.

Leo's erection was plainly visible, straining against the confines of his briefs. Reaper's nostrils flared at the sight, his animal instincts driving him to claim his prize. He reached out with one huge paw, brushing the tips of his claws against Leo's inner thigh. The rabbit yelped in surprise, his body tensing as Reaper's touch ignited a spark of excitement within him. Despite his fear, despite his revulsion, Leo found himself growing aroused by the predator's attentions.

As Reaper continued to undress Leo, stripping him of his last remaining shreds of dignity, the rabbit's heart raced in his chest. Fear coursed through his veins, mixing with the thrill of forbidden pleasure that Reaper's touch had kindled within him. With each piece of clothing that fell away, Leo grew increasingly vulnerable, exposed not just physically but emotionally as well. He knew he should hate this, should fight against it with everything he had. But somehow, amidst the chaos of emotions warring within him, he found himself unable to resist.

Throughout it all, Reaper watched intently, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of satisfaction and hunger. He reveled in the power he held over this small creature, knowing full well the effect he was having on Leo's mind and body alike. As Reaper stood over Leo, fully exposed and completely at his mercy, the cougar couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at the rabbit's evident fear. He savored the moment, relishing the control he held over his prey.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Leo, Reaper spoke. His voice was low and gravelly, sending shivers down the rabbit's spine. "Now that we've gotten rid of those pesky clothes, we can really get down to business." He paused, letting his words sink in. "You see, I've been eager to satisfy another hunger other than the one in my stomach. This one is a bit, lower down. Something more... exotic."

Leo's heart raced as he realized exactly what Reaper meant. He struggled frantically against his bonds, desperate to escape the fate that awaited him. But it was no use - Reaper was simply too strong. "Please," Leo begged, tears streaming down his face. "Don't do this. I'm just a kid, I haven't done anything wrong!"

Reaper chuckled darkly. "Wrong? Oh, sweetie, where do I even begin? You don't have to have done anything wrong. You're likely a good boy, aren't you? Teacher's pet. Do all your homework before you go out and play. Obey's mom and dad, take the trash out and wash the dishes after every meal. Brushes your teeth three times a day!" Reaper licked his own lips slowly. "That is why I'm going to savor every moment of your destruction."

With that, he lowered himself onto Leo, pinning his shoulders to the ground. For a few moments, they remained frozen in that position, Reaper leaned over the pinned boy. Then, with a swift motion, Reaper tore aside the loincloth covering his groin, revealing his barbed feline penis to Leo's horrified gaze. As Reaper hovered above him, Leo could hardly believe what he was seeing. The cougar's member was unlike anything he had ever seen before - long and thick, with sharp barbs protruding from its length. Leo felt a wave of fear wash over him at the thought of what was to come.

"You know what's coming next, don't you?" Reaper asked, a cruel smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "It's time for your punishment."

Leo shook his head frantically, tears streaming down his face. "No, please! I won't tell anyone, I swear it! Just let me go!"

But Reaper merely laughed, his eyes gleaming with a mad sort of joy. "Oh, you'll tell everyone, all right. And then they'll know to stay the hell away from my forest."

With that, he reached down and folded Leo's legs up to his own chest, exposing the rabbit's tight little virgin ass. Leo let out a muffled whimper of terror. As Reaper lined up his manhood with Leo's virgin anus, he felt a rush of excitement mixed with anticipation. He had waited so long for this moment, and now it was finally within reach. Slowly, he pushed forward, feeling the tight muscles yield to the pressure of his entry. For Leo, the pain was almost unbearable. Every inch of Reaper's barbed cock tore at his delicate flesh, causing tears to stream down his face. He cried out in agony, but his pleas fell on deaf ears as Reaper continued to push deeper and deeper inside.

Despite the obvious discomfort, however, Reaper felt a thrill of pleasure as he claimed Leo's body for his own. With each passing second, he grew closer and closer to fulfilling his ultimate fantasy - owning the rabbit's body and soul. Finally, with one last push, Reaper bottomed out inside Leo, filling every inch of the rabbit's tight passage. Leo let out a blood-curdling scream of pain as Reaper began to move, the barbs on his penis lacerating the sensitive tissue within.

For Reaper, the sensation was indescribable. The combination of pain and pleasure was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. He reveled in the power he wielded over Leo, using his body to inflict unimaginable torment upon the poor rabbit. Once Reaper was fully inside Leo, he began to thrust with abandon. Each movement caused excruciating pain for the rabbit, who was now completely at the cougar's mercy. Reaper relished the sensation of dominance, using his superior strength to keep Leo pinned to the ground.

As he rode the struggling rabbit, Reaper showered Leo's face with kisses, reveling in the taste of his tears and the sound of his screams. Despite the intense pain he was experiencing, Leo couldn't help but feel a strange kind of arousal from the attention. Throughout the ordeal, Reaper made sure to take his time, drawing out the experience as much as possible. He knew that the longer he took, the more deeply he would scar Leo both physically and mentally.

Reaper reached his climax. With a final, powerful thrust, he released his seed deep within Leo's ravaged body. Jet's of hot feline seed began flooding the raked and raw rectum of the poor rabbit bringing a harsh burning pain to his insides which he couldn't escape. The rabbit let out a choked sob as he felt the warm fluid fill him up, signaling the end of the brutal encounter, but now Reaper came nose to nose with the boy and purred deeply while staring down into Leo's tear-filled eyes. At that moment, Leo knew that he would never be the same again. The once innocent youngster had been forever transformed by the violence he had suffered at the hands of Reaper.

After he finished, Reaper pulled out of Leo and collapsed beside him, spent from the exertion. For several minutes, neither of them spoke, the only sounds coming from Leo's labored breathing and the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. Finally, when Reaper had regained some of his energy, he turned to Leo and said, "The fun isn't over yet, kid. Felines like me need to be released several times to get satisfied." Leo shrank back in horror, realizing that this nightmare was far from over. But despite his fear and exhaustion, he knew that there was nothing he could do to stop Reaper. He was at the cougar's mercy, and there was no escape from the darkness that surrounded them.

The trembling young rabbit looked up into the eyes of the cougar and summoned up the courage to make an offer to him. "Please, my arms hurt from being behind my back so long. If you untie me, I promise, I won't fight back, I won't try to run. You know I'm a good boy, I'll obey, I'll do what you tell me to. Please? Pretty please?" 

Considering the offer from the preteen for a moment, Reaper grinned, knowing the boy was unlikely to get away even if he did try to make a run for it, and there was no chance he could overpower the cougar in the end. Plus, he was curious about what he could make the kid do for him in the end, so he nodded. "Alright kid, I'll let you go, but first you have to beg for it. And call me, Master, when you beg for it." the cougar demanded as he rolled onto his side and rubbed a finger down Leo's trembling chest and stomach. 

Leo shivered and whimpered as he swallowed the lump in the back of his throat back down. "Please Master, w..would you untie me so I can do a better job of pleasing you?" Reaper grinned toothily and licked his lips, it was a good beg and one that was able to earn the young boy what he wanted. Rolling the kid onto his side, he used his knife to saw at the rope binding his wrists together, freeing Leo's restrained arms. 

After sheathing his knife the cougar remained on his side but propped his upper knee up into the air and planed his foot on the ground, splaying his legs and crotch toward the bunny. "Why don't you say thank you to your Master, by sucking the cum off his cock, little bunny." the cougar grinned and reached over to drag a finger across the boy's jawline. "And be very careful not to let those teeth drag." 

Leo looked at the half-hard cock laying across Reaper's thigh and how the pink shaft was slathered in white translucent semen. He moved his head and face down to the adult's crotch and gave the rapist adult's cock a sniff with his nose to start. A hand soon lowered gently onto Leo's neck to prevent him from backing away. A slight grip of those fingers to squeeze the back of his neck was an ever-present reminder that disobeying the feline would be a mistake. Leo opened his mouth and moved it to the head of that cock and picked it up between his lips. 

Reaper purred and stroked his hand down the boy's neck and back and let the young preteen explore his semi-hard erection with his lips and tongue. Leo tasted the semen, the cock, and felt the tug of those barbs at his tongue as he slid his lips down that shaft and took more of the slimy organ into his mouth. The kid sucked on that member, drawing more blood from the cougar's body into it, feeling it firm up hard once again. 

Leo felt a calmness spread through his mind, he began to relax and accept that this was the worst night of his life, but there was no escaping it, he just began to accept everything that was happening. More inches of cougar cock slipped into the boy's mouth and Reaper regarded the rabbit with soft strokes to those long ears before encouraging him with a "That's it, suck my dick harder, and swallow it." 

Reaper was delighted when Leo lifted his hand to hold the base of his feline dick and then began bobbing his mouth up and down the shaft, milking it with his soft lips. It was like the boy was a natural, but then again that is what they say about his species in general. The cougar groaned in sexual gratification as he watched the little mouth ride up and down the length of his manhood repeatedly, slowly working him towards a second release of cum. 

Leo could feel the warm pulses of that cock between his lips and had a feeling the adult was going to get off a second time, right into his mouth. Leo wanted to back off, worried about letting the evil adult explode into his mouth with a fresh load of adult spunk. Luckily though, Leo didn't have to worry for too long as Reaper took a firm hold around the base of the bunny boy's ears and held him in place as his cock throbbed hard and shot another load of seed against the back of his throat, and then continued to unload, soon filling the 12-year-old's mouth with sperm. 

Reaper panted heavily but kept a cool composure as he dumped a fresh load of his essence into the kid's unready mouth. He could feel the spunk pooling up inside, not being swallowed, and was sure that Leo was not ready for the salty warm jizz to be so tough to gulp down. Still, he held the kid by his ears until the final few shots of cum began to settle down, and he slowly pulled Leo's head back by the ears until those lips closed around the head of his cock, and then slips off, leaving the final dribble of seed to roll across those soft pink lips. The cougar's cock was clean and shiny now, just the way it should be. 

Leo lay there on his side, looking at the dick he just sucked off, softly bouncing in the air, pointing at his face, while he held a mouthful of cum, and his ears were tightly held in a man's fist. "Swallow it, boy!" came a reminder from the cougar, and for a moment Leo thought about spitting it out, but being the good boy he is, he instead made a heavy gulp, and then another, to finally clear his mouth and take in the spunk of another male. 

The simple gulping of another male's seed like that filled the boy with a sense of shame for some reason. He knows he just did something he shouldn't have, but it is what he had to do. Reaper released the boy's ears rolled onto his back and crossed his arms behind his head. "God damn boy, that's a pretty good mouth you go there. Too bad no one else is gonna get to feel it but me, but hey, at least I got to give it a go. Heh!" 

Leo sat up and crossed his legs, keeping his head down, and was silent, watching the cougar recover out of the corner of his eyes. He was still scared but began to wonder if maybe he could convince the adult to let him go when this was all over. During the big cat's recovery, the boy asked outright. "Can I please go home when this is all done? I miss my mom, real bad now." 

Reaper's tail lashed as the boy voiced his sadness and turned his head to look over at the kid. "I don't think that's a good idea. If you go home you're going to tell others what I did to you. Besides, I need you to stay with me, you're more than just a fuck toy." he sat up and propped himself up on his elbows, looking over at the kid. "What do you think a cougar like me eats out here? Nuts and berries? Do I look like a squirrel to you?"

Leo had a lump form in his throat again. "You're going to eat me, for real?" 

Grinning wide, Reaper reached over and gently pinched at one of Leo's thighs. "Oh yeah, you got good meat on you. Rabbit is a little gamey, but that's okay, I like it a lot. You're not the first bunny cub that I will have pulled the meat off from, and I hope you're not the last. But between you and me, you're absolutely the best cub fuck I've had all year so far." 

Leo's heart sank with the realization that he was going to be eaten for food. He sunk his head into his shoulders and whimpered out loud before Reaper spoke up. "Rub my dick with those big soft footpaw you got kid, lets see if you can get me off with them." The adult laid down on his back, arms crossed behind his head, confident in his control over the boy at this point, but continued to watch him closely. 

Sniffling and wiping a tear from his eye first, Leo crawled over and sat between Reaper's spread legs and faced up towards the adult who looked down at him with a confident grin on his muzzle, his dick being flexed and inviting the kid to play with it more. Leo lifted his feet up to either side of that cock and gently caught the semi-hard shaft between the soft beans of both his feet and toes. 

Right away Reaper began to purr and pushed his hips up into those soft boy paws. "That's right, your rabbits have good instincts on how to fuck. Even your 4-year-olds know how to deepthroat, or so I hear, hah!" Leo didn't like how Reaper degraded rabbits, but he wasn't in any position to argue or challenge the cougar. So instead he flexed and curled his toes tighter around that cock, watching his digits compress and squeeze that organ which throbbed hard enough for him to feel. He watched as precum began oozing out of the head of it, and eventually began sliding his feet up and down that shaft, slowly slicking it with the cougar's own precum. 

"Prrrr, just like that kid, fucking natural with an adult cock. Get me off with your feet, and I'll give you a reward, a real nice reward." he offered to the boy to encourage him into further submission and obedience, but to also get what he wants at the end which is to cream those soft pink pads with hot feline spooge. 

Leo gripped his own ankles for better support and control and began to really work them up and down the sides of that barbed dick, feeling the tug of those spines, but it wasn't nearly as bad as how it felt inside his ass earlier, which was still sore and stun, but at least it wasn't as painful as when he was being violently raped. Leo worked his feet up and down the shaft with a slowly increasing pace, aided by the copious amounts of precum that Reaper produced. 

After a few minutes, Reaper raised up onto his elbows again to get a better look at the boy's efforts in giving him a footjob and also humped up into those soft paws while moaning loudly. The boy watched closely at that cock, feeling it throb and well bigger, leaking a lot more fluids out of it until Reaper reached a hand down to clasp around both sets of toes and draw them up to the head of his cock where he clenched them so hard Leo though his toes might break! Luckily they didn't, but they were clasped tight around the head as Reaper climaxed and shot lance after lance of white feline cream between those digits, spewing out between them and onto Reaper's own finger as the big cat got his rocks off a third time. 

Leo held still and just watched the predator's body tense up, muscles clearly defined under that short fur, he looked so very strong and powerful as his muscles contracted. Also feeling the warm gushes of seed shooting under his toes was odd but not totally unpleasant, given that at least he was helping the cougar feel good. That had to count for something positive, he thought. 

After many moments, Reaper pulled those paws up and apart, off his cock and looked at the amount of hot spunk he coated them with. He took pride in producing a good amount, a good and proper mess that he was going to make Leo clean up. "Fuck, that was real good! Mmmm, nothing like cumming on some boy's feet! Now, take your feet, lick them clean, and look me in the eye as you do it." Reaper sat forward with his mouth open, tongue hanging out with an excited almost feral look in them now. 

Leo shook a bit, that predatory expression on the cougar's face was enough to scare the boy into full compliance without any complaint. He drew his left foot up and while locking eyes with Reaper, he stuck his tongue out and licked a big glob of hot fresh seed right off his paw pad. The simple display clearly pleased Reaper as his tail lashed around behind him, a simple sign of feline pleasure. The cougar really did enjoy this, making the boy lick up the cougar's ball juice from his own feet, it was degrading and sexy to watch, and staring into his prey's eyes while it happened made it all the more intense. 

For a few minutes Reaper was content to enjoy watching the boy clean off his freshly fucked paws, and that gave him the time he needed to recover and get ready for a fourth round of fun. "Mmmmm I fucked your ass, your mouth, and your paws, what do you think I should make you do next?"

Leo lowered his slightly damp paws down and thought about what the cougar asked and ended up shrugging his shoulders "I do not know, Master, I.. I don't know a lot of stuff like this. But, I'll do what you tell me. Even if you are going to eat me later." the boy dropped his gazed down in sadness, clearly thinking about his upcoming fate. 

Reaper grinned wide and licked his lips, the kid's softness, weakness, it was so sexy to him. He leaned forward and lifted the boy's gaze with a simple grip on the kid's chin, and only when looking back into the rabbit's eyes did he say "I wanna cum across that pretty face, I'm going to give you a facial." Reaper stroked his thumb down across the kid's cheek before standing up to his feet and drawing Leo up to his knees. 

Leo looked up at the semi-hard cat cock now being stroked in Reaper's hand while the other one cupped the back of the boy's head. "Rub my balls and watch me jerk this cock that is going to coat your face in my liquid love." Reaper purred as those little hand paws soon came up and caressed his balls, and was even surprised when Leo leaned in and gave a tender lick to the dripping head of his cock. "Mr, yeah boy, you like the taste of my cock, don't you?" 

The rabbit blushed a little bit and gave a nod of his head "Do you want me to suck on it again for you?" he asked the rapist making use of him. 

"Heh, sure kid, but this load is getting rubbed into your face, not gulped down you cock hungry little bitch!" Reaper grinned wide and gently slapped his cock down onto Leo's face a few times before letting the kid have it. It was such a treat watching his cock being taken into the mouth of an innocent cub in this position. When Leo's lips wrapped around his cock, he palmed the top of his head. "Yeah, how about we make this the last thing for the night too hrm? You've been a good little toy, I think after this we'll finish up what we need to. Okay?"

Leo with a fat leaking cock between his lips started to well up with tears and sucked on Reaper's cock extra hard. His face told the cougar he didn't want to stop, he didn't want it to end because the end meant he was going to get eaten, be killed, and never make it home. The boy would suck and be abused for as long as he could because it meant he stayed alive!

Reaper grinned ear to ear feeling how eagerly the kid began blowing him, taking hold of either side of the boy's head and gently humping his mouth. "Yeah, I know you don't want to stop, but don't think about that. Instead, think about how happy I'm going to be when I'm shooting all over your pretty face. Making me happy is all that matters kiddo."

The adult rubbed the base of Leo's soft ears firmly with his fingers and casually fucked the kid's mouth as if it was the most natural act in the world. Between the slurps and the sucking, the crackle of the small campfire rang out, slowly growing dimmer as the wood burned down, much like how Leo's time left being a sex toy was coming to an end too. Reaper began to huff and really get worked up by the intense oral he was given, the kid's soft tongue licked every inch of his cock and he could feel how desperate the kid was to keep being a fuck toy just to live. 

"Yeah boy, getting close now," Reaper warned, stroking firmly over the top and back of Leo's head and taking a firm grip of the fur at the back to hold the kid right, leaving his other hand free. The moment came just when he felt the warm rush of seed leaving his balls, destined for the kid's sucking mouth. The cougar pulled back just before that warm rush of release moved through the base of his cock and quickly grabbed his own cock, pointing it at Leo, right onto the bridge of his muzzle, and rapidly fapped his dick in his fist. 

Leo sucked in fresh air through his freed mouth and his eyes crossed watching the piss hole open up wide on the cougar's cock before an explosion of white filled his vision and hit him square between the eyes, the force and volume soon causing him to close both of them. Reaper groaned out and cursed aloud "TAKE IT FAGGOT! UNGH! UNNNNNNGH FUCK YES!" the sound of his dick being fapped reached Leo's tender ears as warmth soon spread all over the boy's face and cheeks until it dripped down off his face and onto his bare chest. 

Reaper watched with eyes wide and continued to aim his cock all around to coat as much of the boy's features as he could, and only after the dozen or so lances of hot adult semen had left the kid's face soaked, did he use that tender organ to begin rubbing that seed into his fur over the next minute or two as his sexual afterglow washed over him. He finally released Leo and let the kid wipe his eyes with his hands and look up at the cougar. 

Leo huffed, smelling nothing but cougar seed and crotch, tasting dick on his tongue, he was fully and completely used now and he looked up with pleading eyes. "Can't I be your little fuck toy forever, please, Master?"

Reaper grinned and rubbed the top of his head, a spot not soaked with semen, and praised the little kid's efforts to stay alive. "You're good kid, I mean that. "Now, lay down on your back, it's time to finish you off, be brave." Leo started to huff and puff, looking around him on all sides. Reaper's heart began to race, the kid was starting to panic, he was going to try and bolt and run away. He could stop him, but he'd rather have the kid try to escape and heighten the thrill of the boy's ending now. 

Leo knew there was no reasoning, no compromise, he had to run, he lept us to his feet and turned, but before he could get even two steps away he was pounced by the adult and forced down to the ground under a heavy predatory body that grabbed him and easily forced him down. The boy was easily put onto his back, arms forced down to his sides, and soon Reaper was straddling Leo's chest, with both his large cougar hands wrapped around the boy's neck. 

Reaper looked down into Leo's wide fear-filled eyes and began to throttle the boy, while Leo's legs kicked wildly behind him. The cougar looked down at the stick cum slathered face, gasping silently for breath as he squeezed with all the strength in both his hands. Reaper took in slow deep breaths while Leo was unable to take in any. Holding that some unyielding pressure, Reaper stared down into those eyes, watching the spark of life fading away from them, keeping complete control over the boy now. "You're the best rabbit I've ever fucked, now let go, go on, let gooooo..." 

Leo was thrashing as hard as he could but the smooth confident voice of the cougar telling him to stop fighting for some reason worked to get him to relax and stop. His vision was fading into darkness and he looked up at the male above him, squeezing his neck so painfully hard and not easing up even for a moment. Leo's legs went limp, then his arms, then his body, until his eyes became so heavy he couldn't keep them open and they too closed. For Reaper this was truly a moment to savor, watching the boy's head roll slack to the left side. "Good boy, gooooood boooooy. You're going to feed me, nourish me. You'll be with me forever now." 

Reaper held the grip for another two minutes before he released the neck slowly and felt no movement from the boy. His cock throbbed in the air with arousal over Leo's chest, having leaked a small puddle of precum onto it during the strangulation. Reaper leaned down and kissed the boy, pushing his tongue into the kid's mouth and licking over the insides of his cheeks, the roof of his mouth, and even playing with the boy's own tongue. He tasted his own cock and cum lingering in that maw, but in this way, he was showing appreciation to the boy, a goodbye kiss. 

Then for a few more hours into the night, the predator would need to hang the boy, bleed his body, and skin and butcher the carcass of the young rabbit. This was what the boy was always going to be, but at least for a while, he got to satisfy some other needs that he had. Nothing of the boy would go to waste in the end. No, every bit of him would be used by the cougar in some way.