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This is an alternate version featuring more involvement by Mei Ling in the sexual torture. My preferred version is with just Crane and Shen and you can see it HERE. I'd love to hear which of these two versions YOU like the most.

Masters Crane and Tigress are dispatched to Gongmen City where about a month before, the peacock patriarch had died. Master Shifu needs to know what kind of leader Lord Shen was turning out to be for he had a far and wide reputation for being crafty, vain, and eager to rule. They weren’t prepared for what they found—a city completely under Lord Shen’s control and worshiping him as the future emperor of China! Although this story is based on the Kung Fu Panda franchise, it negates any of the events portrayed in Kung Fu Panda II, replacing them with an alternate timeline and adult content.

View cover art by itself HERE

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
This is an adult story (readers 18 years and older only please) and contains acts of sexual intercourse between anthropomorphic animals. Contains interspecies mating, forceful bondage, consensual and forced sex, oral, blowjob, rimming, cloacal/vent play

Master Crane, Mei Ling, Master Tigress, and Master Shen are property of (c) DreamWorks - But they had nothing to do with the fan fiction that I wrote here!
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. He provided a list of desired content and I cooked up the plot and story. Thanks for the fun commission!", "writing": "Part 2: Lotus Blossom Bottom\n\n(Alternate Version: Shen/Crane/Mei Ling)\n\nBy Aetus, October 25, 2015\tA story commissioned by McFan\n\nWARNING! WARNING! WARNING!\n\nThis is an adult story (readers 18 years and older only please) and contains acts of sexual intercourse between anthropomorphic animals.\n\nInterspecies mating, forceful bondage, consensual and forced sex, hypnosis/mind-control, gay sex, oral, rimming, cloacal/vent play\n\nThe sun rose red and warm while the morning breeze blew fresh off the sea. Dozens of banners lined the main street of Gongmen City and flapped in the wind. They were red with white circle and black center dot—Lord Shen’s insignia. Master Crane had had a sleepless night of constant sexual torture. His right cheek was bruised and the whites of his eyes were reddened from sleeplessness, from anger, and from sorrow. He was being carried, still tightly bundled in leather straps, down to a large cart waiting in the street. As they approached the vehicle, he saw that it had iron racks on it and one of them already had a large orange beast chained to it. His heart fell to his feet as he realized that it was Master Tigress.\n\nMaster Tigress looked thoroughly defeated. She was on her back on a flat rack of woven iron straps. Each paw was shackled with iron cuffs and iron chains stretched each limb to a corner of the rack. Her tail was wrapped in leather strapping and pulled downward. She had additional leather straps surrounding her middle tightly and lashed to the frame. The straps were so tight that she was struggling to breathe. Around her mighty head was a cage of iron straps, effectively muzzling her. Her white underbelly fur and genitals were exposed for all to see and she felt very vulnerable.\n\nCrane was roughly thrown onto the rack beside her. The guards carefully released a limb at a time and shackled them on to a smaller but similar frame to that of Master Tigress. His legs were stretched to the corners and chained tight. His wings were kept bound to his body tightly with several wrappings of leather straps. Chains were pulled down tight over his heaving breast and his neck was shackled to the top of the frame. He could still move his head around and see what was happening but he was completely powerless to move his legs, wings, or body. His moist vent was exposed and his phallus lay there, halfway hanging from his wide, loose red vent. He no longer had the strength to withdraw his cock after crafty Mei Ling had edged him all night long, never allowing him to cum.\n\nMaster Tigress couldn’t move her head to see Crane, but she smelt him. She wearily said “I see that you stuck to business.”\n\nMaster Crane saw Master Tigress’ inner legs were wet and her nipples were reddened and hard. He croaked out from his dry throat, “Yeah, I see… that you… got right to your own… business too…”\n\n“Master’s Croc and Thundering Rhino set a trap and I…” Tigress choked and growled, her eyes closing and tearing up as she struggled to control her emotions.\n\nCrane’s tired eyes moistened, “I know, you don’t have to say it.” He sighed and looked down at his own ragged, soiled, wet feathers. “I was a fool too. We must not let them strip us of all our honor. We’ll get out of this yet.”\n\n“Shut up!” shouted the Wolf Boss and a whip cracked across them. They both jolted in their bonds. A banner was secured to poles above them and a command was shouted and the large cart started to bounce along down the street. It was pulled by a row of large geese along each of the two long traces that projected on the front. All manner of animals lined the streets jeering and throwing refuse and mud at the pair of vanquished heroes. The banner read “Kung Fu’s Shame.”\n\nMaster Tigress closed her eyes in shame, trying hard not to show her defeat and trying hard to maintain dignity. Tears welled up and she howled out a painful roar. It was so unlike her but she was broken, completely ashamed of herself and sorry for dishonoring herself and the Kung Fu she loved. Master Crane looked around and shook with grief as he saw the angry citizens that once loved them. He felt foolish, degraded, completely without honor. And yet, he and Tigress had not broken a sacred vow. Kung Fu masters were not required to be celibate. They just couldn’t afford time for families and they had to maintain a high degree of focus and inner peace, something difficult to do while maintaining romantic relationships or raising families. It dawned on him that while a kung fu master leads a humble life, he need not shrug and endure unjust treatment of himself. A new emotion twinged inside of Crane’s beating heart—indignation for being persecuted and betrayed in this manner. The affront to Kung Fu was not he and Tigress but the evil beasts that were perverting it. They were turning it, in the eyes of the people they sought to control, from an honorable tool into a target for malice and despise.\n\nMaster Crane struggled to focus. He closed his eyes and meditated while they bounced along, being pelted by refuse. Crane’s mind drifted to Mei Ling again. He couldn’t believe the way she acted. It wasn’t her. The word “Hàn,” meaning her lotus blossom, came to his mind again. Mei Ling had uttered it to him the night before. He disconnected from the present for a moment and focused on a single lotus flower plant, reaching up from the bottom of a dark pool. He remembered the events that led to the first time he had made love to Mei Ling. That incredible day had started with Mei Ling teaching Crane a lesson involving the flower. It was a metaphor about patience, endurance, and rising from dark depths to open and spread gracefully. Crane felt his clarity returning as he concentrated on being that lotus flower, being beautiful inside while surrounded by dark filth. He strengthened within, focused his remaining senses, and waited for his chance to open with grace and dignity. He would have his chance.\n\nAs they drew nearer to Shen’s palace and the tall palace tower he inhabited, the throngs of animals grew thicker and more boisterous. They passed a group of cross-dressing cob, or male, swans. They were from a house in the pleasure quarter. They flapped and hopped on top of the two vanquished warriors and started to dance and mock them. One cob started by rubbing his vent against Master Crane’s moist hole. Crane struggled to keep his calm meditation amidst this turmoil. The swan was big and heavy and it pressed its big soft belly hard against Master Crane’s delicate butt. It wore an evil grin and ground its vent around, working down between the Crane’s vent lips until it could wink and smooch against the deep, private folds of his cloaca.\n\nTigress was mounted by a cob as well and it shook its tail feathers in her face. The crowd cheered and the swan reveled in it. Then it squatted and dropped its phallus out, dangling it just out of reach of Tigress’ teeth, teasing her like a fisherman with line and bait teases a fish. She roared at the indignity. The swan laid on his back and bent forward. He started to stroke his phallus with both of his webbed feet, huffing and puffing and working himself up. His twisted cock pulsed and drizzled, wet with pre.\n\nThis caught the attention of the other cob and he knew how to top that performance. He pulled off of crane and grunted and shook his tail pressing his cloaca open and dropping his phallus out. His cock grew and stiffened, jiggling and dripping as it slapped against Crane’s ass. Crane’s concentration broke. He looked up to see the swan staring at him with hungry, mischievous eyes. The swan sat its fat fluffy butt down again against Crane’s, his cock projecting up between their two vents and glistening on Crane’s white belly. Master Crane bucked in his restraints and trumpeted out in protest. The swan saw that he had Crane’s attention. He rubbed his phallus with a wing tip while smooshing their hot cloacae together. The swan grunted and winked his vent firmly against Crane’s membranes, mockery flashing in his eyes. Master Crane hardened his senses again and stared beyond the swan, seeing a lotus flower closed and growing upward in the cold water.\n\nThe other swan followed suit, sliding down to Tigress’ ass and fucking her anally as they made their way along. She roared and squirmed, not at all achieving the peace that Crane had found. The swans honked and thrust in unison, locking their adjacent wings together. As the parade neared the palace they picked up their pace, the crowd cheering with each thrust. The swans’ fluffy asses rolled forward and back, forward and back. The swans began to honk loudly, nearing climax and the crowd’s tumult grew. Finally they stood up and held their cocks forward as they shot ropes of semen up the fronts of Master’s Crane and Tigress and onto their faces. One, two, three, large spurts and then they stood there, cocks held in their wingtips, wiping the drooling cum onto the fur and feathers of their unwilling sex toys. They bowed as the crowd cheered and clapped.\n\nThere was a loud gong in the tower and all eyes turned to look at Lord Shen, perched on the balcony at the top of the tower. He peered down at the throngs of quiet, expectant subjects. He relished his power and the attention. He cleared his throat and prepared to address the city.\n\nMaster Crane was aware that the crowd had quieted down. He could hear Master Tigress licking her face and panting next to him, full of rage. He felt cum on his own face and body feathers. It reeked of swan and of filthy shame. But Crane had found his center and was now returning his attention to the present surroundings. He could hear the hearts of the gorilla guards beating, the wind tugging at the courtyard doors before them, breezes whistling along the tiles and beams of the tower, and the ruffling of Shen’s feathers. He focused on Shen for he would find his weakness and exploit it soon. And then he found it.\n\nMaster Crane felt Shen gazing intently down upon his bound and vulnerable body. He opened his eyes slowly and saw Shen far above him, their sharp avian eyes meeting and drawing them together across the space. Shen’s brown eyes conveyed his contempt and pride. Master Crane’s composure was solid, placid, and confident. Shen asked himself how this could be given his hopeless situation and the brutal, unfair, degrading treatment he had received. Crane’s peace pierced Lord Shen where it hurt most—his supreme pride and confidence.\n\nShen smiled and ignored the twinge of pain in his cracked confidence. He began, “Loyal subjects! Kung Fu has been dishonored by Master Crane and Master Tigress!”\n\nThe crowd booed out their disapproval and hurled insults at Crane and Tigress.\n\nThe gong sounded again to stop the chaos and all eyes fixated upon Shen. “I learned of their plot to attack me, the rightful heir and ruler of Gongmen and China. But they did not take into account my divine right to rule. With my divine vision I saw their plot and in my wisdom I was able to trap them. They may have served China and Kung Fu well in the past…” Shen choked a little on this mild compliment. “But they have become lazy and proud in their fame. In their arrogance, they foolishly thought that anyone would be lucky to lay with them, whether they wanted to mate or not. Master Crane brutally attacked and raped our own Master Mei Ling while Master Tigress defiled Masters Thundering Rhino and Croc!”\n\nThe crowd moaned disapproval and started pressing in around the cart holding Masters Crane and Tigress, spitting and kicking dirt at them. The gorilla and wolf guards pressed outward and shoved the crowd back. The gong sounded again and Lord Shen shouted “Silence! I will not tolerate this disorder! Bow down and stay silent!” The crowds all dropped and bowed towards the tower.\n\n“Worry not, loyal subjects! These offenders will be punished severely! They have offended Kung Fu, they have offended our sacred masters, they offended you, my dear subjects, and that cuts me to the quick! But most importantly, they have offended me! They will be cast into the royal prison and executed tomorrow. Guards, bring them into the palace!”\n\nThe massive royal gates creaked and began to swing open into the courtyard. Beyond there was a massive white tiled square with two rows of elite guards forming a path up to the base of the tall royal tower. The geese on the cart traces stood up tall and straight and began pulling the cart through the gates. All the citizens shrank back from the gates in awe, bowing to the guards and clearing out of the way. The cart rolled into the courtyard and the huge gates swung shut and slammed behind them. Outside the crowds began to chant and shout again, “Justice for dishonor! Death to the Kung Fu Masters!”\n\nThe marble tiles were the finest and set so tightly and smoothly together that the cart rolled smoothly along except for the rhythmic tug and pull of the geese at the traces. Master Tigress looked around quietly as they rolled into the shadow of the tower. “Crane! Crane! Are you… alive?” There was only silence from Crane. “Crane?!”\n\nCrane sighed out in concentration. “I am here, old friend. We are both alive, and we will stay that way.” The snap of a whip crack stopped the conversation.\n\nShen watched from the edge of his audience platform far above. He drew one of his primaries through his beak slowly, contemplating the look he saw in Master Crane’s eyes. He thought to himself, “These Kung Fu masters are so arrogant, so smug. Master Tigress is broken but Master Crane still has his honor. I can’t publically execute him while he has that look in his eyes—the crowd will see it and may sympathize with him.” He smiled, “But my plans will succeed once I defile him in the worst way!”\n\nThe cart rolled down a ramp and into a lower level under the tower. An iron gate swung closed as they entered and bars were slid into place to secure it. Crane could sense Master Tigress’ mounting uneasiness as they proceeded deeper into captivity. They entered a dark, torch lit stone hall. Gorilla guards approached and unlatched the restraint frames from the carts. They lifted them up and carried them through a large door. They were led by 12 guards and trailed by 12 more. Out in front was the gorilla guard that Crane had seen the night before—he had a white stripe of fur down his back.\n\nThe groups of guards separated, carrying Master Tigress and Master Crane down separate hallways in opposite directions. The guards carrying Master Crane opened a narrow iron gate and continued into a wide, dark room. The room was clad in tiles of white, black, and red with lines and spots reminiscent of Lord Shen’s tail pattern. Most of the room was taken up with a shallow rectangular pool with perimeter composed of steps up to the surrounding tiled floors. In the center was a round tiled island, two feet higher than the floor surrounding the pool, with steps leading up to it out of the water all around. At one end steaming hot water tickled in through a wooden pipe. As they entered, there was a smell of sulfur in the air, the water undoubtedly fed by a warm spring. Next came the smell of incense, smoke wafting from a golden censer hanging from the ceiling. The end of the bath house had a wide opening that faced a garden but wooden slat partitions were in place with their shutters closed. The rising sun filtered through the slats casting slanting beams of light in the lightly smoky atmosphere. One of the gorillas had walked ahead, around the pool, and was opening some of the upper shutters. With a slam, a bright shaft of warm sunshine burst into the room and illuminated the tiled island in the center.\n\nThe gorillas carried Master Crane into the room and set his restraint frame down on the floor with a clank. The lead guard motioned for the others to release the shackles on Master Crane’s legs. After his legs were released and tied together tightly, the straps holding his body down were unbuckled but his wings were left wrapped securely to his body. He was carried onward down into the water and out to the island at the center. Crane was locked in meditation, his eyes closed, his ears open.\n\nAnother restraint frame waited there, one of much more refined design and adornment. It had a center plank and two rails, slightly higher than the center plank, running lengthwise. The whole frame was clad in gold and inscribed with feather-like scalloped patterns. Master Crane was placed on his back on the plank and each leg was fitted with a leather jess and jerked tight. Master Crane let out a muffled grunt when the jesses were jerked tight against the sore imprints in his tarsi, left by the heavy shackles that he had worn since late the night before. After Master Crane grunted from the pain there was another, barely audible, soft grunt in the corner, one born of amusement and pleasure. Master Crane cocked his head and opened his eyes slightly. He could hear the beating heart of another bird in the corner of the room. The guards were too busy to notice as they pulled Crane’s legs up to the rails and tied them in place, one at a time. The straps around his body were then released and leather straps were tied tightly around each wrist tightly. Each wing was then stretched very, very tightly and secured to the frame. Master Crane groaned and panted loudly because of the cramps in his wings after being bound tightly for so long. A leather belt was then strapped around Crane’s midsection and buckled underneath the plank.\n\nThe chief gorilla guard walked around and checked all the restraints carefully then stopped at Master Crane’s head. He pulled Crane’s head back and wrapped a leather strap down around his neck and fastened it to the plank. He looked down at Crane from above his bare head. “Wake up, prisoner!”\n\nMaster Crane said nothing and lay there with eyes closed, meditating. The guard drew his whip through his hands and twisted it tightly making the leather creak. Wap! A blow landed across Master Crane’s right wing but he only flinched slightly. He opened his eyes slowly, looking up at the gorilla, and spoke quietly, “You serve your master well. He likes it when you pull my straps tighter and when you beat me. Please him further.”\n\n“What?” the gorilla said incredulously.\n\n“Tighten my straps again. Lord Shen likes it. Come on! He’ll love it. Perhaps he’ll have a special reward just for you,” Crane said with a wink.\n\nThe gorilla growled angrily at first but then stopped and looked around nervously and backed away slowly. Studying the shadows, he turned to the others and gruffly remarked, “We’re done here. Move out!” With that the gorillas waded up out of the pool and back into the hallway from where they came. There was a rusty squeaking and clanking as they swung the doors shut and secured them.\n\nCrane lay there for a few minutes, listening to the dripping water. Sunshine poured in through the row of open shutters and illuminated him brightly from head to foot. It was a surreal spectacle: A graceful white bird stripped of clothing, pinioned to a gilded frame, seeming to float above a dazzling pool of sparkling light. Cranes large eyes were closed and he inhaled smoothly through his nares and then let out a long, forced exhale from his mouth, tightening his lower body, increasing his blood pressure, and feeling his strength return to his sore limbs. After a long pause he uttered, “You can’t kill me tomorrow, can you, Shen?” There was silence for a moment and a cricket chirped. But Crane could hear an avian heart skip a beat and a gizzard growl from discontent. Master Crane smiled ever so slightly at his beak corners. “You know that you can’t because the crowds will see how innocent Master Tigress and I are. But you know that you must because you can’t afford to appear weak, especially before your real nemesis: Kung Fu. It’s the summation of the very virtues that you detest: Patience, balance, selflessness, honor, perseverance, honesty—”\n\n“Enough!” cried Shen from the corner. His squawk echoed off the walls and faded into the connecting hallways. He looked about, seething in anger and immediately regretted losing his cool in front of Crane. He closed his eyes and sucked air in through his nares sharply, then let it out slowly. Recomposed, he strutted out from the darkness, his white plumage rippling with light reflected from the pool. His expression was annoyed as he continued speaking with a metered, sinister voice, “I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Master Crane. They are completely under my control, just as you will soon be also. You should really be worrying about yourself.”\n\nMaster Crane swiveled his head to look at Shen. “I know how you’re doing it, Shen. There’s reasons that hypnotic stones haven’t been used for generations. They are not completely effective. There will always be someone that—“\n\n“—won’t be affected. Yes, yes, yes, only a fool wouldn’t know that.” Shen flapped his wings and leapt onto the island where Crane was tied down. He landed on the tile with a thwak just beyond Crane’s head and leaned into the sunbeams, his head blocking the light so that Crane could just see Shen’s silhouetted head and neck. Shen smiled craftily and said, “I know that you are one of those that is immune… at least you think you are. True, the discipline of the mind makes Kung Fu masters very resistant.” Shen walked around slowly, sliding his left wing tip down the bar on Crane’s right side. As he approached Crane’s feet, his wing tip stroked down Crane’s long right leg and he continued, “But as Mei Ling clearly demonstrates, it’s not impossible.”\n\nThe mention of Mei Ling made Crane’s guts tighten. He closed his eyes, retreating to the solace of meditating on the Lotus Blossom.\n\n“That’s right, yes, I broke her myself. Just as I will break you. Just as my guards are breaking Master Tigress right this very moment,” continued Shen. Master Crane felt close to tumbling into panic and rage. His feet clenched and trembled ever so slowly. He breathed out slowly and Shen smiled. He reached down with his beak and licked between Crane’s toes, adding sensations to the emotional storm inside of him. “It’s quite simple, if you are a genius like me, hehe. You simply combine pleasure…” With this, Shen touched Master Crane’s inner thigh with a wing and ran it up against his moist cloaca. “With torture to break down the discipline of the mind. That, and increase the power of the light shining through the crystals and, well, why bore you with the particulars?” Shen jumped up onto Crane’s middle and pressed his face down close to Crane’s. “How about we just get started and you’ll see for yourself!” Shen then caught a whiff of the stale semen pasting Crane’s feathers and he wrinkled his face and said, “But first, you are disgusting and must be cleaned!”\n\nShen hopped off and pulled a chain dangling from the ceiling. There was a groaning metallic sound as a spout swung down into the light. It was adorned with a golden dragon head, the mouth poised open over Crane’s body. Shen pulled another chain and there was a distant grating followed by gurgling water sounds. Suddenly a thin stream of warm water flowed out of the dragon’s mouth and directly onto Master Crane’s mid-section. He jolted and breathed faster. Shen pulled the first chain again to steer the dragon spout up and down Crane’s body, thoroughly soaking him. He shut the water off and Master Crane lay there steaming in the shaft of sunlight that illuminated his shapely, wet body.\n\nCrane closed his eyes and retreated to the image of the lotus plant in his mind, growing up through the dark water. It had broken the calm surface of the pond but had not bloomed yet. Tadpoles took refuge under its growing Lilly pad leaves. Then the water rippled with a jolt and the tadpoles scattered. He opened his eyes with a start as he felt a very sensual touch of cat paws. His eyes met Mei Ling’s. She had leapt on to his chest and was kneading his breast feathers. She purred at him with a pleasant but disconnected expression.\n\nCrane heard Shen snicker quietly, “Aren’t you two so sweet? Mei Ling, clean up Master Crane.” Shen held out a jade flask to Mei Ling, who took it, and then he stood nearby, his white wings folded, his tail erect, and an attentive expression on his face. He was preparing to watch something he had wanted to see for a long time.\n\n“With pleasure, Magnificent One,” Mei Ling replied. She unstopped the flask and poured drops of a thin, clear fluid onto Crane’s feathers, creating a line down his breast and belly, down to his tail. She corked the bottle and handed it back to Shen. Then she began massaging Crane’s breast and belly feathers with her paws, creating an aromatic lather, the aroma of Lotus Blossoms. Crane moaned and squirmed, a pathetic look on his beak. He felt the turmoil beginning again and there was no escaping into his mind this time. Mei Ling reached up with her mouth and kissed Crane’s neck then began licking in the same way cats do when grooming themselves. But these licks were longer and sweeter and they worked their way up Crane’s neck to his throat. Crane breathed faster and moaned out, “Nooooooo, pleeeeease, Mei Ling!” Crane’s belly feathers were matted with water and soap such that they parted and formed a shadowy depression where his pink vent shown through. That vent winked tightly as he squirmed and fought to contain his reactions, but it was no use. His vent quivered and then parted as his tapered pink member began to slip out and point upwards. Mei Ling softly nibbled on Crane’s throat, her teeth softly scraping his skin, her tongue licking and her mouth sucking. Crane moaned again and his cock throbbed and jumped fully erect, flinging drops of pre in the bright sunshine.\n\nMei Ling felt it brush her tail and knew she was on the right track. She continued up onto Crane’s face, pawing the top of his head, then his face, pressing and petting and kneading her paws against his closed eyes and cheeks. He opened his mouth, softly panting. The light was bright and dreamy on his white face and pale golden beak as it projected between Mei Ling’s darker paws. She reached in and licked his wet tongue and the inside of his upper bill. Crane let out a stuttered groan and opened wider, whispering, “Mei Ling, Mei Ling, I am your Lotus Blossom, aahmm…” He gently beaked around Mei Ling’s supple tongue and rubbed his bill to her face. His cock throbbed with his heartbeat and drooled clear fluids. Mei Ling’s rump lifted and her tail swished about as she kissed deeper. Her tail then wrapped around Crane’s dick and gently rubbed up and down causing Crane to moan and jolt in his restraints.\n\nShen’s white face was red and his eyes were glazed. His erect tail had fanned halfway and from behind, his own phallus could be seen peeking out from under his white fluffy butt.\n\nMei Ling purred louder as she licked and rubbed her face against Crane’s long pointed beak and then began working her way back down his neck. Her back legs sank down along Crane’s spread thighs and her rear pushed against the tip of Crane’s cock. He trembled and panted, he wanted so bad to embrace her and shove his crane member straight up into her and fill her up. Shen stifled an evil giggle. He loved seeing Crane suffer in this way.\n\nMei Ling smiled and wiggled her ass, touching her wet vulva to Crane’s cock. She winked it and shook it a little, pulling strands of clear pre from the tip. Crane’s nictitating membranes flashed and he moaned. She knew he was edging very close but she couldn’t let him cum yet. She lifted her butt and slid back further, now massaging and licking Crane’s belly feathers. She avoided strong rubbing on Crane’s member but her fur continued to softly brush against it. It drove Crane mad and he moaned and twitched back and forth, pre flowing out and down the long shaft and onto his vent and tail. Mei Ling then wrapped her paws around and massaged Crane’s rump and tail base, finally working her way around to his inner thighs and pulsating vent.\n\nMei Ling licked the rim of Crane’s vent slowly with her raspy tongue and it contracted powerfully. Crane groaned and his cock swelled, drooling another stream of clear fluid. Mei Ling ran her tongue up the underside of the long, pink, tapered bird dick, purring and lapping up the sweet precum. She brushed her whiskers back and forth across the tip and Crane writhed and panted. He was so close to jizzing, it would take so little to press him over the edge. Mei Ling rubbed down Master Crane’s legs and feet, sucking and licking between his toes as she neared the end, Crane panting hard the whole time, his cock swinging and pulsing in the sun. As she completed her task, she climbed down off the end of the rack.\n\nCrane lay there trying to sink back into meditation. The harsh light on his head split his thoughts just as it split the darkness in the room. In the same way, the erotic pleasuring by Mei Ling split the shroud of darkness created by Shen’s diabolical plan. Master Crane’s face feathers stood on end as he realized the balance that, even here, in this sexual torture chamber, was present. The sunshine was the Yin, the darkness the Yang. Crane was the Yin, Shen was the Yang. The pleasure was the Yin, denial was the Yang. But where did Mei Ling fit into the balance. It now became obvious to Crane that she could turn the balance in his favor, or Shen’s. She was the key. His thoughts were interrupted by a scraping sound and another stream of water was directed up and down his body, rinsing his feathers clean. Crane opened his eyes and looked dreamily at his sweet Mei Ling, who finished by rinsing herself off and then shutting off the flow. He stared at her as she licked and groomed her fur. Finally her eyes met his. He stared lovingly, longingly until she swished her tail and stepped very close, smiling down at him. He whispered, so she’d have to bend closer, “I’ll always be your Lotus Blossom… no matter what, even if Shen kills me.”\n\nThis had an effect on her. She pulled back slightly, her eyes tearing slightly.\n\nShen strutted over and appeared beside Mei Ling. He hopped up and straddled Master Crane’s lower body. He looked at Mei Ling and said, “Mei Ling, you may resume…”\n\nMei Ling didn’t respond. She was still locked in a stare with Crane, her smile faded and real emotion trembled in the corners of her moist eyes.\n\n“Mei Ling! Resume!” shouted Shen.\n\nMei Ling jolted and shook her head. “Yes, Magnificent One!” She stepped around to the head of the restraint frame, close over Crane’s face and head. Her shallow smile slowly returned to her face, and she reached down and began rubbing and kissing Crane’s bill again while pawing behind his nape. Meanwhile, Lord Shen admired Crane’s cock as it throbbed next to his own. These two birds were about the same weight but cranes have longer legs, wings, neck, and, as he learned now, have a longer phallus. Shen stroked his right wingtip down along Crane’s belly feathers, around his cock, and down the inside of his right thigh. Master Crane’s feathers were well cared for so they had cleaned easily and the smell of lotus blossom mixed with crane lust hung heavy around Crane’s damp crotch.\n\n“Well done, Mei Ling, well done,” said Shen, staring long and hard at Crane’s slowly heaving breast. He reached closer with his bill and preened the fluffy feathers of Crane’s lower belly. Shen preened Master Crane as carefully as he would preen himself, searching for any flakes of remaining debris from Crane’s shameful parade experience. Shen had special plans brewing and he wanted everything to be exactly as he had imagined it for so long. All the while, Mei Ling kissed and caressed Crane, keeping him from seeing exactly what was going on and who was doing it. However, Crane saw a reflection in the golden dragon spout overhead and could tell that Shen was the one preening him.\n\nMaster Crane contemplated this, as Mei Ling gave him the most sensual embraces and tongue play he had ever experienced. It seemed odd to him that Shen would go to so much trouble to clean him if he was only going to defile him further and, eventually, execute him. What he didn’t know is that Shen was planning on mating with him. But Shen had rarely had sexual interactions before. He didn’t care for being close against just any bird. They had to be extremely beautiful, extremely intelligent, and extremely clean. Shen had long fantasized about dominating Crane sexually and making him submit and worship him. He had long prepared for this moment, practicing it mentally and, he would not dare admit, physically during his alone time, for years. Indeed, as he worked, his own pink, pulsating cock bobbed around and brushed Crane’s feathers here and there just as he imagined it would when he had masturbated and envisioned this moment.\n\nAfter Shen had preened all of Master Crane’s lower body dry and fluffy, he picked up a jade jar from the floor and opened it. Using his feet, he took very small pinches of white powder from the jar and sprinkled it sparingly over Crane’s body. He reached around to the top of his own tail and nibbled at his preen gland. His tail was fanned and his cock was dangling down under his fluffy butt. As he nibbled on his preen gland it only added to the pleasure and his vent winked and a sizeable blob of pre drooled out of the tip of his phallus. He grunted and his knees went weak momentarily. He could scarcely believe that his plans had come together so well and that he was about to fuck and degrade this Kung Fu master. But, then again, he thought to himself, he was a genius so why should not all of his plans work out? He brought his head back around to Crane and rubbed his beak, head, and neck up and down Crane’s body, working his preen oil and the silky smooth preening dust into the feathers.\n\nCrane felt the extra attention and squirmed and moaned quietly. Mei Ling stopped for a moment and watched Crane’s face. His eyes rolled back and he stretched his body. Mei Ling covered Crane’s eyes with her paws and looked up at Shen. Shen was lost in his task, rubbing his head up and down Crane’s fluffy belly, sending small wisps of powder into the sunlit air. He stopped occasionally to reapply his own preen oil to his head feathers and bill. Crane was having trouble concentrating again. He knew it was the vile peacock doing this to him but with Mei Ling making out with him combined with Shen’s well-practiced avian pleasuring, he couldn’t help himself. He stretched his toes and let out a moan, feeling his cloaca contract, then his vent, and then his phallus. Pre welled up out of the tip of his swollen hard cock and flowed down his long, pink shaft.\n\nShen looked up at Crane and saw that Mei Ling had stopped kissing him. Shen’s eyes were intense, concentrating hard on every detail of preparing Crane. Mei Ling averted her eyes from his freezing gaze.\n\n“Not yet, Mei Ling, don’t stop yet. Continue to occupy him,” said Shen flatly.\n\nMei Ling responded meekly, “Yes, Magnificent One” and resumed suckling and licking Crane’s face.\n\nShen admired Crane’s body for a few minutes—every feather was cleaned, preened, fluffed, powdery soft, and sweet-smelling. He hopped to the floor and waded into the water. He squatted down and dipped his wings, one at a time, then his breast, then began dipping his head and splashing the warm, steamy water down his back. He stopped for a moment and dropped some of the sweet soap from the jade flask on his back feathers, then went back to bathing vigorously. All the while, he was looking back up at Crane, lit by the sun, his wet cock bobbing back and forth as Mei Ling passionately kissed him. Shen climbed back out and shook vigorously and preened his feathers for several minutes, rubbing his own preen oil and some of the rare preening powder into his own feathers.\n\nCrane tried to keep track of what was going on but he was lost between Mei Ling’s sensual kisses, the smell of lotus blossoms, and the silky powder on his body. It seemed to create a feeling of cleanliness and purity, like he was about to have sex for the first time and with someone pure. He felt Shen jump back onto the frame, his legs planted on either side of his midsection. Shen said in a smooth, diabolical voice, “Mei Ling, you may stop now and step back.”\n\nMei Ling stopped and met Crane’s eyes. She immediately remembered what he had said earlier and her eyes became deep and emotional again. Crane shook his head ever so slightly and pointed upwards with his eyes, as if to say, “It’s ok, step away.” Mei Ling wanted to give him one more real kiss, but she stepped back into the shadows.\n\nCrane lifted his head to meet Shen’s eyes. There he was, the immaculate white peacock glowing in the bright sunshine contrasted against the darkness of the room beyond. The black and red markings on his fanned tail showed perfectly against the white feathers. His red eyes looked down on Crane in way that conveyed superiority and ownership, his beak corners flat—the look of condescending royalty. A pink, moist shaft of flesh protruded from between his fluffy legs.\n\nCrane now realized what Shen intended to do. He tugged at his restraints and inhaled sharply. “NO! You CAN’T!” He looked around and thrashed, causing the frame to creak and clank vigorously. He realized it was impossible to slip out. He looked at Shen and he was now smiling and stroking his own cock with his right wing, pre dripping down onto Crane’s cock. Crane’s fear should have caused his cock to sag and retract but all of this preparation combined with the soothing, satin feel of the powder in his feathers were working to keep him aroused. Crane tried to remember what he had meditated on before but his mental discipline was badly broken. He closed his eyes, panting at the edge of panic. Suddenly he felt a bird tongue on the back lip of his vent. It moved slowly, ever so slowly, up his cock. The tingling and excitement built as it moved upwards to the tip. Crane clamped his beak tightly and began to weep from the mix of emotions and intense pleasure. “Nooooo!” he shouted and his screeches echoed through the tiled room and down the adjoining halls.\n\n“Mei Ling, gag him!” said Shen.\n\nMei Ling came out of the shadows with a red silk scarf with a wooden ball at the center. Crane closed his eyes and beak as she prepared to gag him. She covered his nares until he was forced to open his beak, heaving for air. She slipped the ball into his mouth and wrapped the scarf around his beak and then around behind his head where she tied it tight.\n\n“Force him to watch!” said Shen, tersely.\n\nMei Ling held crane’s head up and forced his eyelids open. He fluttered his nictitating membranes to wet his eyes but he could not stop from seeing the image of Shen, hovering over him, preparing to fuck him.\n\nShen’s masterful mind was abuzz with the sight before him. The mighty Master Crane, outsmarted, overpowered, and helpless to fight, flee, or even control his own desires. Shen panted through his tight beak, his bright breast puffing in and out, his cock dripping pre in long strands. He was so close to ejaculating just from the sight that he had to take a moment to control his body. He closed his eyes and calmed himself for a full minute, then smiled down at Crane, “Today you shall be blessed with the seed of a god!”\n\nWith this, Shen squatted down and his cock slapped against Crane’s. He rubbed it up one side and down the other while stroking Crane’s with one wing. He spread the copious amounts of mucus and pre all over his cock and spread his fluids on Crane’s. The smells of their sexual secretions combined with sweet lotus blossom and smooth preening dust were an extremely pleasant sensation to the nares.\n\nHe grasped his cock with his right wing and guided the tip down. Crane saw what was happening and let out a muffled moan while flinching his legs and tail. Shen ignored this and probed Crane’s vent with the tip of his phallus.\n\nThe phallus, in birds that have one that is, everts from a pocket inside the lower lip of the vent. There are folds above the phallus that open into the rest of the cloaca. With Crane on his back, the opening into the rest of the cloaca would be under the curved base of his pulsating member. Lord Shen watched his cock tip gently sweep back and forth just inside the vent folds that gripped the base of Master Crane’s phallus. He let out a low moan and his knees shook. He had to stop another moment and concentrate to keep from blowing his load early. He opened his eyes and pressed his cock into the right spot.\n\nMaster Crane lifted his head and stretched his wings and legs. “UUuuunnhhh!” he groaned, tears in his eyes as he felt Lord Shen violating him. “OOoohhhhhHHH…” his voice became high and whiny at the end. Crane’s cock pulsed and flung a blob of pre onto his breast feathers. Shen continued to press in, feeling his cock press through one sphincter, through another, finally sliding beyond Crane’s cloaca and into his rectum. Each set of folds was quivering as Crane cried softly and trembled.\n\nShen smiled down approvingly. “How do you like that, Master Crane? You should feel honored! You’re the first male to be penetrated with my divine cock! From what I see, you do like it!” Shen looked maniacal now, drooling from the corners of his beak, his face flushed. He eased back a little, Crane felt him sliding out and sighed and relaxed his legs and wings. Shen growled at him, “I’ll bet that you cum before I do! Hungh!” and he rammed back in hard, causing a wet farting of air from Crane’s tight ass. Crane cried a short high note and he jolted, his cock bobbed forward and spurt another strand of clear pre. Shen started to stroke in and out of Crane’s pink hole now, his legs squatting and rippling with muscular effort while his huge white tail flashed up and down behind him. He grinned evilly down at Crane as he shagged him and soon began to laugh. \n\nCrane’s mind was completely shattered now… this was so very wrong and yet it felt so good to him. Indeed, Shen’s masterful mind-fucking was well-played. He seems to have known every way to manipulate Crane. Perhaps he was the most intelligent bird alive. Perhaps his pride was deserved. Maybe he was a god! He didn’t know any more. All he knew is that he had to climax. He had been edging for what seemed like an eternity and he was going to burst into flames from desire if he didn’t just let go!\n\nCrane’s eyes had been closed but now they opened and his head lifted up. His back and neck arched upwards and he stretched his legs and wings outward. Mei Ling knew what was going to happen and she released Cran’s eyes to cover her own hot, dripping genitals. Crane moaned out around the ball gag and chomping and drooling. His face was bright red and his eyes narrowed to slits. He cried out, “MMmmmmfffff!” He couldn’t stand it any longer. He let go and wailed out, “EEH! AAA! G—G-GGAAAAAAAAA!!!” His cock swelled and jumped, shooting crane seed high into the air. It struck Shen on the face and painted his breast.\n\nShen continued to swing his hips forward and back, stroking smoothly in and out of Crane’s rhythmically clenching hole. Crane clenched and spurt more semen every time Shen slid in. Crane’s face took on a look of ultimate relief, his tongue licking the side of his beak and the corners turned down in orgasmic release.\n\nLord Shen knew he had won and laughed. “Who has beaten you, Crane? Who controls your pleasure now?”\n\nCrane’s mind was blank except for the feelings of sexual satisfaction. “You, Lord Shen. You!”\n\nShen picked up the pace of his fucking. Each time he pushed in his vent lips smacked against Crane’s cock and vent with a slap. As he sped up, moist slapping sounds echoed around the room accompanied by Shen’s own huffing and grunting. Shen’s feathers fluffed out over his whole body and his legs gripped Crane’s white sides tightly as he fucked faster and faster. “Unn-n-n-n-unh… Oooooo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ooooohhhh…” Shen leaned his face forward into Crane’s feathers and his body cramped hard into Crane and shook—Shen holding his breath for a moment. He was so close to cumming but he managed to hold his composure a little longer. He lifted his head again and slid in and out slowly and powerfully, shaking. “Cawwwrrr… Cawwwwrrrr… AH!” Shen opened his eyes and lifted his head. His thighs tightened and he pressed in hard, finally losing control, “MYOOOOONGGGGG!! MYOOOONNGGGG!! MYOOOOONGGGGG!!” With each cry he fanned his tail and pressed his cock in hard and ejaculated. Crane writhed and on his back, welcoming the warm, creamy fluids into his body. He winked his vent and more cum oozed out of his own cock against Shen’s warm enveloping belly feathers.\n\nCrane felt adrift in a peaceful sea of certitude now. He knew that he shouldn’t like what had happened but now he was unable to recall exactly why. Had he gone mad? He just couldn’t focus anymore. The hormones of post-coitus were welling up in him and making him look adoringly at Shen. He had felt this way before but where and when? Where was Mei Ling?\n\nShen smiled down at Crane, knowing that he was ready for the final phase. Crane would be his now and he would be able to fuck him every day if he so desired. Perhaps even without the restraints!\n\nShen slid his cock slowly out of Crane’s hot, juicy, loose hole, enjoying each twitch and wink along the way as Crane’s sensitive membranes responded. He looked over to Mei Ling and said quietly, “Mei Ling, position the Stone of Divine Leadership.”\n\nFrom the shadows, Mei Ling pulled a rope. There was a creaking just beyond the shuttered panels at the end of the bath house. She was hoisting an object that could barely be seen through seams in the shutters. It was a dark mass on a platform. Shen stood over Crane now, facing into the glorious sun, waiting for the object to come into view. “Master Crane, my most honored guest, you are ready to join us! When you look into the rays of light coming from this statue, as amplified by the sun, you will be mine!”\n\nThe object cleared the top of the shutters and the sun struck it. A blue glow filled the room and Crane’s ears began to buzz. Mei Ling bowed down and covered her eyes. Shards of light danced off the waters and flickered off the walls. Shen spread his wings and laughed out loudly and maniacally.\n\nSuddenly, the light was blocked by something else on the platform. There was a loud growl and a “KYAAA!” The blue statue jolted and tumbled through the air into the room. Shen’s eyes popped open wide and his jaw dropped as he watched the statue hit the tile and explode into thousands of pieces.\n\nMei Ling yelped in pain and grasped her ears. Master Crane shook his head and blinked his eyes. Then he looked up to the sunlit opening and the shadowy figure standing there—a large, muscular furry beast. “Tigress!” shouted Crane.\n\nShe jumped in through the opening and landed amidst the shattered remains of the sapphire peacock. In the same movement of her landing she kicked a chunk of crystal squarely into Shen who tumbled back into the water with an abbreviated “BAWK!”\n\nShe lost no time in leaping to the island and unstrapping Master Crane’s neck and wings. She had barely finished this when Shen was upon her. He landed a forceful melee of foot jabs on key points on Tigresses back. She whimpered and crumpled to the floor in pain as her legs instantly became numb and useless. She fell down the steps into the water. Shen’s eyes met Crane’s and for a fraction of a second there was an intense, awkward stare. Shen’s beak corners were twisted down in supreme disappointment and his right eye twitched. Suddenly he whirled to dodge a staff attack from Mei Ling. The staff clanged against the rack and Mei Ling pursued Shen. He flew up and out the open window shouting an alarm call the entire way, Mei Ling leaping and following him out.\n\nWith wings and head free, Crane lost no time in loosening his leg straps and jumping free. He saw Tigress floundering in the water. The water was shallow but she couldn’t stand and so she was using her front paws to swim. Crane grasped her scruff and flapped hard, helping to pull her over to the steps of the island. As she settled on to the first dry step he stepped off, concern in his eyes. “Will you be all right?” he asked.\n\n“No, I never will!” said Tigress, gasping and coughing.\n\nCrane frowned and said, “Did he break your back?”\n\nTigress looked back at him smirking and said, “No, no, just stunned me. My body will be fine but I’ll never be able to get the image out of my mind of that creepy bird standing over you with his wiener hanging out. Ew!”\n\nCrane shot back a look of horror and disgust, “He did that, didn’t he?”\n\n“Mhmmm… and it looks like not all of you objected!” she said as her eyes surveyed the cum spattered on his breast feathers.\n\n“Ehh… you don’t have to tell anyone about that part, do you?” said Crane sheepishly.\n\nTigress looked down and frowned, “Please, Crane. There’s a lot about this mission that neither of us need ever mention again.” She had her usual confidence and strong composure back but she sighed and sagged a little now, moisture collecting in the corners of her eyes. “This is gonna take a while to get over.”\n\nThere was a lot of commotion outside and suddenly eruptions of cheers. They both turned their heads towards the sounds. Tigress said, “You’d better go help Mei Ling! Leave me here, I’ll be alright.”\n\nCrane looked slowly around, “If I’m right, there’ll be no more fight. All of Shen’s power was tied up in that crystal. He’s a smart bird, but his ability to control the people depended upon it. Now that it’s destroyed their minds are freed.” He turned back to Tigress, “Thanks for breaking me out, but how did you manage to--?” Then his eyes widened and his beak opened, “Wait! Mei Ling?”\n\nTigress smiled, “You’re not as dumb as you look, bird brain. Actually, I need to thank you. If you hadn’t held on as long as you did and managed to snap her out of her trance, she wouldn’t have come and let me out while Shen was, uh, working on you. You must really love her, Crane.” She said, hoisting herself up another step. “She loves you, that’s for sure. She’s one lucky cat.” Tigress smiled at her friend.\n\nShen had escaped. He knew that he had no recourse with his power over the masses and the guards broken. He was last seen flying west towards the mountain forests, probably nurse his wounded pride and scheme for his revenge. Gongmen City slowly picked up the pieces. Most of the citizens could only vaguely recall what had happened while Shen was in power. The shameful treatment of the Kung Fu masters was not discussed but the masters did remain and help restore order until power was placed back into the paws of a new city leader.\n\nAs for Masters Crane and Mei Ling, they enjoyed their time together for as long as they could. They taught new guards at Mei Ling’s dojo and Crane remained through the summer monsoons and into the harvest season. He wanted to stay longer with his dear love but the Furious Five needed him back and Mei Ling had to stay and train more masters to protect the city. The crane is revered as a harbinger of love and good will. But what may not be widely known is that it is love that keeps cranes young and strong also—the reason that they migrate back to breeding grounds every year to dance with their mates. You can be assured that Master Crane made many flights per year to bring his love and good will to Mei Ling and Gongmen City.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Part 2: Lotus Blossom Bottom

(Alternate Version: Shen/Crane/Mei Ling)

By Aetus, October 25, 2015\tA story commissioned by McFan

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

This is an adult story (readers 18 years and older only please) and contains acts of sexual intercourse between anthropomorphic animals.

Interspecies mating, forceful bondage, consensual and forced sex, hypnosis/mind-control, gay sex, oral, rimming, cloacal/vent play

The sun rose red and warm while the morning breeze blew fresh off the sea. Dozens of banners lined the main street of Gongmen City and flapped in the wind. They were red with white circle and black center dot—Lord Shen’s insignia. Master Crane had had a sleepless night of constant sexual torture. His right cheek was bruised and the whites of his eyes were reddened from sleeplessness, from anger, and from sorrow. He was being carried, still tightly bundled in leather straps, down to a large cart waiting in the street. As they approached the vehicle, he saw that it had iron racks on it and one of them already had a large orange beast chained to it. His heart fell to his feet as he realized that it was Master Tigress.

Master Tigress looked thoroughly defeated. She was on her back on a flat rack of woven iron straps. Each paw was shackled with iron cuffs and iron chains stretched each limb to a corner of the rack. Her tail was wrapped in leather strapping and pulled downward. She had additional leather straps surrounding her middle tightly and lashed to the frame. The straps were so tight that she was struggling to breathe. Around her mighty head was a cage of iron straps, effectively muzzling her. Her white underbelly fur and genitals were exposed for all to see and she felt very vulnerable.

Crane was roughly thrown onto the rack beside her. The guards carefully released a limb at a time and shackled them on to a smaller but similar frame to that of Master Tigress. His legs were stretched to the corners and chained tight. His wings were kept bound to his body tightly with several wrappings of leather straps. Chains were pulled down tight over his heaving breast and his neck was shackled to the top of the frame. He could still move his head around and see what was happening but he was completely powerless to move his legs, wings, or body. His moist vent was exposed and his phallus lay there, halfway hanging from his wide, loose red vent. He no longer had the strength to withdraw his cock after crafty Mei Ling had edged him all night long, never allowing him to cum.

Master Tigress couldn’t move her head to see Crane, but she smelt him. She wearily said “I see that you stuck to business.”

Master Crane saw Master Tigress’ inner legs were wet and her nipples were reddened and hard. He croaked out from his dry throat, “Yeah, I see… that you… got right to your own… business too…”

“Master’s Croc and Thundering Rhino set a trap and I…” Tigress choked and growled, her eyes closing and tearing up as she struggled to control her emotions.

Crane’s tired eyes moistened, “I know, you don’t have to say it.” He sighed and looked down at his own ragged, soiled, wet feathers. “I was a fool too. We must not let them strip us of all our honor. We’ll get out of this yet.”

“Shut up!” shouted the Wolf Boss and a whip cracked across them. They both jolted in their bonds. A banner was secured to poles above them and a command was shouted and the large cart started to bounce along down the street. It was pulled by a row of large geese along each of the two long traces that projected on the front. All manner of animals lined the streets jeering and throwing refuse and mud at the pair of vanquished heroes. The banner read “Kung Fu’s Shame.”

Master Tigress closed her eyes in shame, trying hard not to show her defeat and trying hard to maintain dignity. Tears welled up and she howled out a painful roar. It was so unlike her but she was broken, completely ashamed of herself and sorry for dishonoring herself and the Kung Fu she loved. Master Crane looked around and shook with grief as he saw the angry citizens that once loved them. He felt foolish, degraded, completely without honor. And yet, he and Tigress had not broken a sacred vow. Kung Fu masters were not required to be celibate. They just couldn’t afford time for families and they had to maintain a high degree of focus and inner peace, something difficult to do while maintaining romantic relationships or raising families. It dawned on him that while a kung fu master leads a humble life, he need not shrug and endure unjust treatment of himself. A new emotion twinged inside of Crane’s beating heart—indignation for being persecuted and betrayed in this manner. The affront to Kung Fu was not he and Tigress but the evil beasts that were perverting it. They were turning it, in the eyes of the people they sought to control, from an honorable tool into a target for malice and despise.

Master Crane struggled to focus. He closed his eyes and meditated while they bounced along, being pelted by refuse. Crane’s mind drifted to Mei Ling again. He couldn’t believe the way she acted. It wasn’t her. The word “Hàn,” meaning her lotus blossom, came to his mind again. Mei Ling had uttered it to him the night before. He disconnected from the present for a moment and focused on a single lotus flower plant, reaching up from the bottom of a dark pool. He remembered the events that led to the first time he had made love to Mei Ling. That incredible day had started with Mei Ling teaching Crane a lesson involving the flower. It was a metaphor about patience, endurance, and rising from dark depths to open and spread gracefully. Crane felt his clarity returning as he concentrated on being that lotus flower, being beautiful inside while surrounded by dark filth. He strengthened within, focused his remaining senses, and waited for his chance to open with grace and dignity. He would have his chance.

As they drew nearer to Shen’s palace and the tall palace tower he inhabited, the throngs of animals grew thicker and more boisterous. They passed a group of cross-dressing cob, or male, swans. They were from a house in the pleasure quarter. They flapped and hopped on top of the two vanquished warriors and started to dance and mock them. One cob started by rubbing his vent against Master Crane’s moist hole. Crane struggled to keep his calm meditation amidst this turmoil. The swan was big and heavy and it pressed its big soft belly hard against Master Crane’s delicate butt. It wore an evil grin and ground its vent around, working down between the Crane’s vent lips until it could wink and smooch against the deep, private folds of his cloaca.

Tigress was mounted by a cob as well and it shook its tail feathers in her face. The crowd cheered and the swan reveled in it. Then it squatted and dropped its phallus out, dangling it just out of reach of Tigress’ teeth, teasing her like a fisherman with line and bait teases a fish. She roared at the indignity. The swan laid on his back and bent forward. He started to stroke his phallus with both of his webbed feet, huffing and puffing and working himself up. His twisted cock pulsed and drizzled, wet with pre.

This caught the attention of the other cob and he knew how to top that performance. He pulled off of crane and grunted and shook his tail pressing his cloaca open and dropping his phallus out. His cock grew and stiffened, jiggling and dripping as it slapped against Crane’s ass. Crane’s concentration broke. He looked up to see the swan staring at him with hungry, mischievous eyes. The swan sat its fat fluffy butt down again against Crane’s, his cock projecting up between their two vents and glistening on Crane’s white belly. Master Crane bucked in his restraints and trumpeted out in protest. The swan saw that he had Crane’s attention. He rubbed his phallus with a wing tip while smooshing their hot cloacae together. The swan grunted and winked his vent firmly against Crane’s membranes, mockery flashing in his eyes. Master Crane hardened his senses again and stared beyond the swan, seeing a lotus flower closed and growing upward in the cold water.

The other swan followed suit, sliding down to Tigress’ ass and fucking her anally as they made their way along. She roared and squirmed, not at all achieving the peace that Crane had found. The swans honked and thrust in unison, locking their adjacent wings together. As the parade neared the palace they picked up their pace, the crowd cheering with each thrust. The swans’ fluffy asses rolled forward and back, forward and back. The swans began to honk loudly, nearing climax and the crowd’s tumult grew. Finally they stood up and held their cocks forward as they shot ropes of semen up the fronts of Master’s Crane and Tigress and onto their faces. One, two, three, large spurts and then they stood there, cocks held in their wingtips, wiping the drooling cum onto the fur and feathers of their unwilling sex toys. They bowed as the crowd cheered and clapped.

There was a loud gong in the tower and all eyes turned to look at Lord Shen, perched on the balcony at the top of the tower. He peered down at the throngs of quiet, expectant subjects. He relished his power and the attention. He cleared his throat and prepared to address the city.

Master Crane was aware that the crowd had quieted down. He could hear Master Tigress licking her face and panting next to him, full of rage. He felt cum on his own face and body feathers. It reeked of swan and of filthy shame. But Crane had found his center and was now returning his attention to the present surroundings. He could hear the hearts of the gorilla guards beating, the wind tugging at the courtyard doors before them, breezes whistling along the tiles and beams of the tower, and the ruffling of Shen’s feathers. He focused on Shen for he would find his weakness and exploit it soon. And then he found it.

Master Crane felt Shen gazing intently down upon his bound and vulnerable body. He opened his eyes slowly and saw Shen far above him, their sharp avian eyes meeting and drawing them together across the space. Shen’s brown eyes conveyed his contempt and pride. Master Crane’s composure was solid, placid, and confident. Shen asked himself how this could be given his hopeless situation and the brutal, unfair, degrading treatment he had received. Crane’s peace pierced Lord Shen where it hurt most—his supreme pride and confidence.

Shen smiled and ignored the twinge of pain in his cracked confidence. He began, “Loyal subjects! Kung Fu has been dishonored by Master Crane and Master Tigress!”

The crowd booed out their disapproval and hurled insults at Crane and Tigress.

The gong sounded again to stop the chaos and all eyes fixated upon Shen. “I learned of their plot to attack me, the rightful heir and ruler of Gongmen and China. But they did not take into account my divine right to rule. With my divine vision I saw their plot and in my wisdom I was able to trap them. They may have served China and Kung Fu well in the past…” Shen choked a little on this mild compliment. “But they have become lazy and proud in their fame. In their arrogance, they foolishly thought that anyone would be lucky to lay with them, whether they wanted to mate or not. Master Crane brutally attacked and raped our own Master Mei Ling while Master Tigress defiled Masters Thundering Rhino and Croc!”

The crowd moaned disapproval and started pressing in around the cart holding Masters Crane and Tigress, spitting and kicking dirt at them. The gorilla and wolf guards pressed outward and shoved the crowd back. The gong sounded again and Lord Shen shouted “Silence! I will not tolerate this disorder! Bow down and stay silent!” The crowds all dropped and bowed towards the tower.

“Worry not, loyal subjects! These offenders will be punished severely! They have offended Kung Fu, they have offended our sacred masters, they offended you, my dear subjects, and that cuts me to the quick! But most importantly, they have offended me! They will be cast into the royal prison and executed tomorrow. Guards, bring them into the palace!”

The massive royal gates creaked and began to swing open into the courtyard. Beyond there was a massive white tiled square with two rows of elite guards forming a path up to the base of the tall royal tower. The geese on the cart traces stood up tall and straight and began pulling the cart through the gates. All the citizens shrank back from the gates in awe, bowing to the guards and clearing out of the way. The cart rolled into the courtyard and the huge gates swung shut and slammed behind them. Outside the crowds began to chant and shout again, “Justice for dishonor! Death to the Kung Fu Masters!”

The marble tiles were the finest and set so tightly and smoothly together that the cart rolled smoothly along except for the rhythmic tug and pull of the geese at the traces. Master Tigress looked around quietly as they rolled into the shadow of the tower. “Crane! Crane! Are you… alive?” There was only silence from Crane. “Crane?!”

Crane sighed out in concentration. “I am here, old friend. We are both alive, and we will stay that way.” The snap of a whip crack stopped the conversation.

Shen watched from the edge of his audience platform far above. He drew one of his primaries through his beak slowly, contemplating the look he saw in Master Crane’s eyes. He thought to himself, “These Kung Fu masters are so arrogant, so smug. Master Tigress is broken but Master Crane still has his honor. I can’t publically execute him while he has that look in his eyes—the crowd will see it and may sympathize with him.” He smiled, “But my plans will succeed once I defile him in the worst way!”

The cart rolled down a ramp and into a lower level under the tower. An iron gate swung closed as they entered and bars were slid into place to secure it. Crane could sense Master Tigress’ mounting uneasiness as they proceeded deeper into captivity. They entered a dark, torch lit stone hall. Gorilla guards approached and unlatched the restraint frames from the carts. They lifted them up and carried them through a large door. They were led by 12 guards and trailed by 12 more. Out in front was the gorilla guard that Crane had seen the night before—he had a white stripe of fur down his back.

The groups of guards separated, carrying Master Tigress and Master Crane down separate hallways in opposite directions. The guards carrying Master Crane opened a narrow iron gate and continued into a wide, dark room. The room was clad in tiles of white, black, and red with lines and spots reminiscent of Lord Shen’s tail pattern. Most of the room was taken up with a shallow rectangular pool with perimeter composed of steps up to the surrounding tiled floors. In the center was a round tiled island, two feet higher than the floor surrounding the pool, with steps leading up to it out of the water all around. At one end steaming hot water tickled in through a wooden pipe. As they entered, there was a smell of sulfur in the air, the water undoubtedly fed by a warm spring. Next came the smell of incense, smoke wafting from a golden censer hanging from the ceiling. The end of the bath house had a wide opening that faced a garden but wooden slat partitions were in place with their shutters closed. The rising sun filtered through the slats casting slanting beams of light in the lightly smoky atmosphere. One of the gorillas had walked ahead, around the pool, and was opening some of the upper shutters. With a slam, a bright shaft of warm sunshine burst into the room and illuminated the tiled island in the center.

The gorillas carried Master Crane into the room and set his restraint frame down on the floor with a clank. The lead guard motioned for the others to release the shackles on Master Crane’s legs. After his legs were released and tied together tightly, the straps holding his body down were unbuckled but his wings were left wrapped securely to his body. He was carried onward down into the water and out to the island at the center. Crane was locked in meditation, his eyes closed, his ears open.

Another restraint frame waited there, one of much more refined design and adornment. It had a center plank and two rails, slightly higher than the center plank, running lengthwise. The whole frame was clad in gold and inscribed with feather-like scalloped patterns. Master Crane was placed on his back on the plank and each leg was fitted with a leather jess and jerked tight. Master Crane let out a muffled grunt when the jesses were jerked tight against the sore imprints in his tarsi, left by the heavy shackles that he had worn since late the night before. After Master Crane grunted from the pain there was another, barely audible, soft grunt in the corner, one born of amusement and pleasure. Master Crane cocked his head and opened his eyes slightly. He could hear the beating heart of another bird in the corner of the room. The guards were too busy to notice as they pulled Crane’s legs up to the rails and tied them in place, one at a time. The straps around his body were then released and leather straps were tied tightly around each wrist tightly. Each wing was then stretched very, very tightly and secured to the frame. Master Crane groaned and panted loudly because of the cramps in his wings after being bound tightly for so long. A leather belt was then strapped around Crane’s midsection and buckled underneath the plank.

The chief gorilla guard walked around and checked all the restraints carefully then stopped at Master Crane’s head. He pulled Crane’s head back and wrapped a leather strap down around his neck and fastened it to the plank. He looked down at Crane from above his bare head. “Wake up, prisoner!”

Master Crane said nothing and lay there with eyes closed, meditating. The guard drew his whip through his hands and twisted it tightly making the leather creak. Wap! A blow landed across Master Crane’s right wing but he only flinched slightly. He opened his eyes slowly, looking up at the gorilla, and spoke quietly, “You serve your master well. He likes it when you pull my straps tighter and when you beat me. Please him further.”

“What?” the gorilla said incredulously.

“Tighten my straps again. Lord Shen likes it. Come on! He’ll love it. Perhaps he’ll have a special reward just for you,” Crane said with a wink.

The gorilla growled angrily at first but then stopped and looked around nervously and backed away slowly. Studying the shadows, he turned to the others and gruffly remarked, “We’re done here. Move out!” With that the gorillas waded up out of the pool and back into the hallway from where they came. There was a rusty squeaking and clanking as they swung the doors shut and secured them.

Crane lay there for a few minutes, listening to the dripping water. Sunshine poured in through the row of open shutters and illuminated him brightly from head to foot. It was a surreal spectacle: A graceful white bird stripped of clothing, pinioned to a gilded frame, seeming to float above a dazzling pool of sparkling light. Cranes large eyes were closed and he inhaled smoothly through his nares and then let out a long, forced exhale from his mouth, tightening his lower body, increasing his blood pressure, and feeling his strength return to his sore limbs. After a long pause he uttered, “You can’t kill me tomorrow, can you, Shen?” There was silence for a moment and a cricket chirped. But Crane could hear an avian heart skip a beat and a gizzard growl from discontent. Master Crane smiled ever so slightly at his beak corners. “You know that you can’t because the crowds will see how innocent Master Tigress and I are. But you know that you must because you can’t afford to appear weak, especially before your real nemesis: Kung Fu. It’s the summation of the very virtues that you detest: Patience, balance, selflessness, honor, perseverance, honesty—”

“Enough!” cried Shen from the corner. His squawk echoed off the walls and faded into the connecting hallways. He looked about, seething in anger and immediately regretted losing his cool in front of Crane. He closed his eyes and sucked air in through his nares sharply, then let it out slowly. Recomposed, he strutted out from the darkness, his white plumage rippling with light reflected from the pool. His expression was annoyed as he continued speaking with a metered, sinister voice, “I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Master Crane. They are completely under my control, just as you will soon be also. You should really be worrying about yourself.”

Master Crane swiveled his head to look at Shen. “I know how you’re doing it, Shen. There’s reasons that hypnotic stones haven’t been used for generations. They are not completely effective. There will always be someone that—“

“—won’t be affected. Yes, yes, yes, only a fool wouldn’t know that.” Shen flapped his wings and leapt onto the island where Crane was tied down. He landed on the tile with a thwak just beyond Crane’s head and leaned into the sunbeams, his head blocking the light so that Crane could just see Shen’s silhouetted head and neck. Shen smiled craftily and said, “I know that you are one of those that is immune… at least you think you are. True, the discipline of the mind makes Kung Fu masters very resistant.” Shen walked around slowly, sliding his left wing tip down the bar on Crane’s right side. As he approached Crane’s feet, his wing tip stroked down Crane’s long right leg and he continued, “But as Mei Ling clearly demonstrates, it’s not impossible.”

The mention of Mei Ling made Crane’s guts tighten. He closed his eyes, retreating to the solace of meditating on the Lotus Blossom.

“That’s right, yes, I broke her myself. Just as I will break you. Just as my guards are breaking Master Tigress right this very moment,” continued Shen. Master Crane felt close to tumbling into panic and rage. His feet clenched and trembled ever so slowly. He breathed out slowly and Shen smiled. He reached down with his beak and licked between Crane’s toes, adding sensations to the emotional storm inside of him. “It’s quite simple, if you are a genius like me, hehe. You simply combine pleasure…” With this, Shen touched Master Crane’s inner thigh with a wing and ran it up against his moist cloaca. “With torture to break down the discipline of the mind. That, and increase the power of the light shining through the crystals and, well, why bore you with the particulars?” Shen jumped up onto Crane’s middle and pressed his face down close to Crane’s. “How about we just get started and you’ll see for yourself!” Shen then caught a whiff of the stale semen pasting Crane’s feathers and he wrinkled his face and said, “But first, you are disgusting and must be cleaned!”

Shen hopped off and pulled a chain dangling from the ceiling. There was a groaning metallic sound as a spout swung down into the light. It was adorned with a golden dragon head, the mouth poised open over Crane’s body. Shen pulled another chain and there was a distant grating followed by gurgling water sounds. Suddenly a thin stream of warm water flowed out of the dragon’s mouth and directly onto Master Crane’s mid-section. He jolted and breathed faster. Shen pulled the first chain again to steer the dragon spout up and down Crane’s body, thoroughly soaking him. He shut the water off and Master Crane lay there steaming in the shaft of sunlight that illuminated his shapely, wet body.

Crane closed his eyes and retreated to the image of the lotus plant in his mind, growing up through the dark water. It had broken the calm surface of the pond but had not bloomed yet. Tadpoles took refuge under its growing Lilly pad leaves. Then the water rippled with a jolt and the tadpoles scattered. He opened his eyes with a start as he felt a very sensual touch of cat paws. His eyes met Mei Ling’s. She had leapt on to his chest and was kneading his breast feathers. She purred at him with a pleasant but disconnected expression.

Crane heard Shen snicker quietly, “Aren’t you two so sweet? Mei Ling, clean up Master Crane.” Shen held out a jade flask to Mei Ling, who took it, and then he stood nearby, his white wings folded, his tail erect, and an attentive expression on his face. He was preparing to watch something he had wanted to see for a long time.

“With pleasure, Magnificent One,” Mei Ling replied. She unstopped the flask and poured drops of a thin, clear fluid onto Crane’s feathers, creating a line down his breast and belly, down to his tail. She corked the bottle and handed it back to Shen. Then she began massaging Crane’s breast and belly feathers with her paws, creating an aromatic lather, the aroma of Lotus Blossoms. Crane moaned and squirmed, a pathetic look on his beak. He felt the turmoil beginning again and there was no escaping into his mind this time. Mei Ling reached up with her mouth and kissed Crane’s neck then began licking in the same way cats do when grooming themselves. But these licks were longer and sweeter and they worked their way up Crane’s neck to his throat. Crane breathed faster and moaned out, “Nooooooo, pleeeeease, Mei Ling!” Crane’s belly feathers were matted with water and soap such that they parted and formed a shadowy depression where his pink vent shown through. That vent winked tightly as he squirmed and fought to contain his reactions, but it was no use. His vent quivered and then parted as his tapered pink member began to slip out and point upwards. Mei Ling softly nibbled on Crane’s throat, her teeth softly scraping his skin, her tongue licking and her mouth sucking. Crane moaned again and his cock throbbed and jumped fully erect, flinging drops of pre in the bright sunshine.

Mei Ling felt it brush her tail and knew she was on the right track. She continued up onto Crane’s face, pawing the top of his head, then his face, pressing and petting and kneading her paws against his closed eyes and cheeks. He opened his mouth, softly panting. The light was bright and dreamy on his white face and pale golden beak as it projected between Mei Ling’s darker paws. She reached in and licked his wet tongue and the inside of his upper bill. Crane let out a stuttered groan and opened wider, whispering, “Mei Ling, Mei Ling, I am your Lotus Blossom, aahmm…” He gently beaked around Mei Ling’s supple tongue and rubbed his bill to her face. His cock throbbed with his heartbeat and drooled clear fluids. Mei Ling’s rump lifted and her tail swished about as she kissed deeper. Her tail then wrapped around Crane’s dick and gently rubbed up and down causing Crane to moan and jolt in his restraints.

Shen’s white face was red and his eyes were glazed. His erect tail had fanned halfway and from behind, his own phallus could be seen peeking out from under his white fluffy butt.

Mei Ling purred louder as she licked and rubbed her face against Crane’s long pointed beak and then began working her way back down his neck. Her back legs sank down along Crane’s spread thighs and her rear pushed against the tip of Crane’s cock. He trembled and panted, he wanted so bad to embrace her and shove his crane member straight up into her and fill her up. Shen stifled an evil giggle. He loved seeing Crane suffer in this way.

Mei Ling smiled and wiggled her ass, touching her wet vulva to Crane’s cock. She winked it and shook it a little, pulling strands of clear pre from the tip. Crane’s nictitating membranes flashed and he moaned. She knew he was edging very close but she couldn’t let him cum yet. She lifted her butt and slid back further, now massaging and licking Crane’s belly feathers. She avoided strong rubbing on Crane’s member but her fur continued to softly brush against it. It drove Crane mad and he moaned and twitched back and forth, pre flowing out and down the long shaft and onto his vent and tail. Mei Ling then wrapped her paws around and massaged Crane’s rump and tail base, finally working her way around to his inner thighs and pulsating vent.

Mei Ling licked the rim of Crane’s vent slowly with her raspy tongue and it contracted powerfully. Crane groaned and his cock swelled, drooling another stream of clear fluid. Mei Ling ran her tongue up the underside of the long, pink, tapered bird dick, purring and lapping up the sweet precum. She brushed her whiskers back and forth across the tip and Crane writhed and panted. He was so close to jizzing, it would take so little to press him over the edge. Mei Ling rubbed down Master Crane’s legs and feet, sucking and licking between his toes as she neared the end, Crane panting hard the whole time, his cock swinging and pulsing in the sun. As she completed her task, she climbed down off the end of the rack.

Crane lay there trying to sink back into meditation. The harsh light on his head split his thoughts just as it split the darkness in the room. In the same way, the erotic pleasuring by Mei Ling split the shroud of darkness created by Shen’s diabolical plan. Master Crane’s face feathers stood on end as he realized the balance that, even here, in this sexual torture chamber, was present. The sunshine was the Yin, the darkness the Yang. Crane was the Yin, Shen was the Yang. The pleasure was the Yin, denial was the Yang. But where did Mei Ling fit into the balance. It now became obvious to Crane that she could turn the balance in his favor, or Shen’s. She was the key. His thoughts were interrupted by a scraping sound and another stream of water was directed up and down his body, rinsing his feathers clean. Crane opened his eyes and looked dreamily at his sweet Mei Ling, who finished by rinsing herself off and then shutting off the flow. He stared at her as she licked and groomed her fur. Finally her eyes met his. He stared lovingly, longingly until she swished her tail and stepped very close, smiling down at him. He whispered, so she’d have to bend closer, “I’ll always be your Lotus Blossom… no matter what, even if Shen kills me.”

This had an effect on her. She pulled back slightly, her eyes tearing slightly.

Shen strutted over and appeared beside Mei Ling. He hopped up and straddled Master Crane’s lower body. He looked at Mei Ling and said, “Mei Ling, you may resume…”

Mei Ling didn’t respond. She was still locked in a stare with Crane, her smile faded and real emotion trembled in the corners of her moist eyes.

“Mei Ling! Resume!” shouted Shen.

Mei Ling jolted and shook her head. “Yes, Magnificent One!” She stepped around to the head of the restraint frame, close over Crane’s face and head. Her shallow smile slowly returned to her face, and she reached down and began rubbing and kissing Crane’s bill again while pawing behind his nape. Meanwhile, Lord Shen admired Crane’s cock as it throbbed next to his own. These two birds were about the same weight but cranes have longer legs, wings, neck, and, as he learned now, have a longer phallus. Shen stroked his right wingtip down along Crane’s belly feathers, around his cock, and down the inside of his right thigh. Master Crane’s feathers were well cared for so they had cleaned easily and the smell of lotus blossom mixed with crane lust hung heavy around Crane’s damp crotch.

“Well done, Mei Ling, well done,” said Shen, staring long and hard at Crane’s slowly heaving breast. He reached closer with his bill and preened the fluffy feathers of Crane’s lower belly. Shen preened Master Crane as carefully as he would preen himself, searching for any flakes of remaining debris from Crane’s shameful parade experience. Shen had special plans brewing and he wanted everything to be exactly as he had imagined it for so long. All the while, Mei Ling kissed and caressed Crane, keeping him from seeing exactly what was going on and who was doing it. However, Crane saw a reflection in the golden dragon spout overhead and could tell that Shen was the one preening him.

Master Crane contemplated this, as Mei Ling gave him the most sensual embraces and tongue play he had ever experienced. It seemed odd to him that Shen would go to so much trouble to clean him if he was only going to defile him further and, eventually, execute him. What he didn’t know is that Shen was planning on mating with him. But Shen had rarely had sexual interactions before. He didn’t care for being close against just any bird. They had to be extremely beautiful, extremely intelligent, and extremely clean. Shen had long fantasized about dominating Crane sexually and making him submit and worship him. He had long prepared for this moment, practicing it mentally and, he would not dare admit, physically during his alone time, for years. Indeed, as he worked, his own pink, pulsating cock bobbed around and brushed Crane’s feathers here and there just as he imagined it would when he had masturbated and envisioned this moment.

After Shen had preened all of Master Crane’s lower body dry and fluffy, he picked up a jade jar from the floor and opened it. Using his feet, he took very small pinches of white powder from the jar and sprinkled it sparingly over Crane’s body. He reached around to the top of his own tail and nibbled at his preen gland. His tail was fanned and his cock was dangling down under his fluffy butt. As he nibbled on his preen gland it only added to the pleasure and his vent winked and a sizeable blob of pre drooled out of the tip of his phallus. He grunted and his knees went weak momentarily. He could scarcely believe that his plans had come together so well and that he was about to fuck and degrade this Kung Fu master. But, then again, he thought to himself, he was a genius so why should not all of his plans work out? He brought his head back around to Crane and rubbed his beak, head, and neck up and down Crane’s body, working his preen oil and the silky smooth preening dust into the feathers.

Crane felt the extra attention and squirmed and moaned quietly. Mei Ling stopped for a moment and watched Crane’s face. His eyes rolled back and he stretched his body. Mei Ling covered Crane’s eyes with her paws and looked up at Shen. Shen was lost in his task, rubbing his head up and down Crane’s fluffy belly, sending small wisps of powder into the sunlit air. He stopped occasionally to reapply his own preen oil to his head feathers and bill. Crane was having trouble concentrating again. He knew it was the vile peacock doing this to him but with Mei Ling making out with him combined with Shen’s well-practiced avian pleasuring, he couldn’t help himself. He stretched his toes and let out a moan, feeling his cloaca contract, then his vent, and then his phallus. Pre welled up out of the tip of his swollen hard cock and flowed down his long, pink shaft.

Shen looked up at Crane and saw that Mei Ling had stopped kissing him. Shen’s eyes were intense, concentrating hard on every detail of preparing Crane. Mei Ling averted her eyes from his freezing gaze.

“Not yet, Mei Ling, don’t stop yet. Continue to occupy him,” said Shen flatly.

Mei Ling responded meekly, “Yes, Magnificent One” and resumed suckling and licking Crane’s face.

Shen admired Crane’s body for a few minutes—every feather was cleaned, preened, fluffed, powdery soft, and sweet-smelling. He hopped to the floor and waded into the water. He squatted down and dipped his wings, one at a time, then his breast, then began dipping his head and splashing the warm, steamy water down his back. He stopped for a moment and dropped some of the sweet soap from the jade flask on his back feathers, then went back to bathing vigorously. All the while, he was looking back up at Crane, lit by the sun, his wet cock bobbing back and forth as Mei Ling passionately kissed him. Shen climbed back out and shook vigorously and preened his feathers for several minutes, rubbing his own preen oil and some of the rare preening powder into his own feathers.

Crane tried to keep track of what was going on but he was lost between Mei Ling’s sensual kisses, the smell of lotus blossoms, and the silky powder on his body. It seemed to create a feeling of cleanliness and purity, like he was about to have sex for the first time and with someone pure. He felt Shen jump back onto the frame, his legs planted on either side of his midsection. Shen said in a smooth, diabolical voice, “Mei Ling, you may stop now and step back.”

Mei Ling stopped and met Crane’s eyes. She immediately remembered what he had said earlier and her eyes became deep and emotional again. Crane shook his head ever so slightly and pointed upwards with his eyes, as if to say, “It’s ok, step away.” Mei Ling wanted to give him one more real kiss, but she stepped back into the shadows.

Crane lifted his head to meet Shen’s eyes. There he was, the immaculate white peacock glowing in the bright sunshine contrasted against the darkness of the room beyond. The black and red markings on his fanned tail showed perfectly against the white feathers. His red eyes looked down on Crane in way that conveyed superiority and ownership, his beak corners flat—the look of condescending royalty. A pink, moist shaft of flesh protruded from between his fluffy legs.

Crane now realized what Shen intended to do. He tugged at his restraints and inhaled sharply. “NO! You CAN’T!” He looked around and thrashed, causing the frame to creak and clank vigorously. He realized it was impossible to slip out. He looked at Shen and he was now smiling and stroking his own cock with his right wing, pre dripping down onto Crane’s cock. Crane’s fear should have caused his cock to sag and retract but all of this preparation combined with the soothing, satin feel of the powder in his feathers were working to keep him aroused. Crane tried to remember what he had meditated on before but his mental discipline was badly broken. He closed his eyes, panting at the edge of panic. Suddenly he felt a bird tongue on the back lip of his vent. It moved slowly, ever so slowly, up his cock. The tingling and excitement built as it moved upwards to the tip. Crane clamped his beak tightly and began to weep from the mix of emotions and intense pleasure. “Nooooo!” he shouted and his screeches echoed through the tiled room and down the adjoining halls.

“Mei Ling, gag him!” said Shen.

Mei Ling came out of the shadows with a red silk scarf with a wooden ball at the center. Crane closed his eyes and beak as she prepared to gag him. She covered his nares until he was forced to open his beak, heaving for air. She slipped the ball into his mouth and wrapped the scarf around his beak and then around behind his head where she tied it tight.

“Force him to watch!” said Shen, tersely.

Mei Ling held crane’s head up and forced his eyelids open. He fluttered his nictitating membranes to wet his eyes but he could not stop from seeing the image of Shen, hovering over him, preparing to fuck him.

Shen’s masterful mind was abuzz with the sight before him. The mighty Master Crane, outsmarted, overpowered, and helpless to fight, flee, or even control his own desires. Shen panted through his tight beak, his bright breast puffing in and out, his cock dripping pre in long strands. He was so close to ejaculating just from the sight that he had to take a moment to control his body. He closed his eyes and calmed himself for a full minute, then smiled down at Crane, “Today you shall be blessed with the seed of a god!”

With this, Shen squatted down and his cock slapped against Crane’s. He rubbed it up one side and down the other while stroking Crane’s with one wing. He spread the copious amounts of mucus and pre all over his cock and spread his fluids on Crane’s. The smells of their sexual secretions combined with sweet lotus blossom and smooth preening dust were an extremely pleasant sensation to the nares.

He grasped his cock with his right wing and guided the tip down. Crane saw what was happening and let out a muffled moan while flinching his legs and tail. Shen ignored this and probed Crane’s vent with the tip of his phallus.

The phallus, in birds that have one that is, everts from a pocket inside the lower lip of the vent. There are folds above the phallus that open into the rest of the cloaca. With Crane on his back, the opening into the rest of the cloaca would be under the curved base of his pulsating member. Lord Shen watched his cock tip gently sweep back and forth just inside the vent folds that gripped the base of Master Crane’s phallus. He let out a low moan and his knees shook. He had to stop another moment and concentrate to keep from blowing his load early. He opened his eyes and pressed his cock into the right spot.

Master Crane lifted his head and stretched his wings and legs. “UUuuunnhhh!” he groaned, tears in his eyes as he felt Lord Shen violating him. “OOoohhhhhHHH…” his voice became high and whiny at the end. Crane’s cock pulsed and flung a blob of pre onto his breast feathers. Shen continued to press in, feeling his cock press through one sphincter, through another, finally sliding beyond Crane’s cloaca and into his rectum. Each set of folds was quivering as Crane cried softly and trembled.

Shen smiled down approvingly. “How do you like that, Master Crane? You should feel honored! You’re the first male to be penetrated with my divine cock! From what I see, you do like it!” Shen looked maniacal now, drooling from the corners of his beak, his face flushed. He eased back a little, Crane felt him sliding out and sighed and relaxed his legs and wings. Shen growled at him, “I’ll bet that you cum before I do! Hungh!” and he rammed back in hard, causing a wet farting of air from Crane’s tight ass. Crane cried a short high note and he jolted, his cock bobbed forward and spurt another strand of clear pre. Shen started to stroke in and out of Crane’s pink hole now, his legs squatting and rippling with muscular effort while his huge white tail flashed up and down behind him. He grinned evilly down at Crane as he shagged him and soon began to laugh.

Crane’s mind was completely shattered now… this was so very wrong and yet it felt so good to him. Indeed, Shen’s masterful mind-fucking was well-played. He seems to have known every way to manipulate Crane. Perhaps he was the most intelligent bird alive. Perhaps his pride was deserved. Maybe he was a god! He didn’t know any more. All he knew is that he had to climax. He had been edging for what seemed like an eternity and he was going to burst into flames from desire if he didn’t just let go!

Crane’s eyes had been closed but now they opened and his head lifted up. His back and neck arched upwards and he stretched his legs and wings outward. Mei Ling knew what was going to happen and she released Cran’s eyes to cover her own hot, dripping genitals. Crane moaned out around the ball gag and chomping and drooling. His face was bright red and his eyes narrowed to slits. He cried out, “MMmmmmfffff!” He couldn’t stand it any longer. He let go and wailed out, “EEH! AAA! G—G-GGAAAAAAAAA!!!” His cock swelled and jumped, shooting crane seed high into the air. It struck Shen on the face and painted his breast.

Shen continued to swing his hips forward and back, stroking smoothly in and out of Crane’s rhythmically clenching hole. Crane clenched and spurt more semen every time Shen slid in. Crane’s face took on a look of ultimate relief, his tongue licking the side of his beak and the corners turned down in orgasmic release.

Lord Shen knew he had won and laughed. “Who has beaten you, Crane? Who controls your pleasure now?”

Crane’s mind was blank except for the feelings of sexual satisfaction. “You, Lord Shen. You!”

Shen picked up the pace of his fucking. Each time he pushed in his vent lips smacked against Crane’s cock and vent with a slap. As he sped up, moist slapping sounds echoed around the room accompanied by Shen’s own huffing and grunting. Shen’s feathers fluffed out over his whole body and his legs gripped Crane’s white sides tightly as he fucked faster and faster. “Unn-n-n-n-unh… Oooooo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ooooohhhh…” Shen leaned his face forward into Crane’s feathers and his body cramped hard into Crane and shook—Shen holding his breath for a moment. He was so close to cumming but he managed to hold his composure a little longer. He lifted his head again and slid in and out slowly and powerfully, shaking. “Cawwwrrr… Cawwwwrrrr… AH!” Shen opened his eyes and lifted his head. His thighs tightened and he pressed in hard, finally losing control, “MYOOOOONGGGGG!! MYOOOONNGGGG!! MYOOOOONGGGGG!!” With each cry he fanned his tail and pressed his cock in hard and ejaculated. Crane writhed and on his back, welcoming the warm, creamy fluids into his body. He winked his vent and more cum oozed out of his own cock against Shen’s warm enveloping belly feathers.

Crane felt adrift in a peaceful sea of certitude now. He knew that he shouldn’t like what had happened but now he was unable to recall exactly why. Had he gone mad? He just couldn’t focus anymore. The hormones of post-coitus were welling up in him and making him look adoringly at Shen. He had felt this way before but where and when? Where was Mei Ling?

Shen smiled down at Crane, knowing that he was ready for the final phase. Crane would be his now and he would be able to fuck him every day if he so desired. Perhaps even without the restraints!

Shen slid his cock slowly out of Crane’s hot, juicy, loose hole, enjoying each twitch and wink along the way as Crane’s sensitive membranes responded. He looked over to Mei Ling and said quietly, “Mei Ling, position the Stone of Divine Leadership.”

From the shadows, Mei Ling pulled a rope. There was a creaking just beyond the shuttered panels at the end of the bath house. She was hoisting an object that could barely be seen through seams in the shutters. It was a dark mass on a platform. Shen stood over Crane now, facing into the glorious sun, waiting for the object to come into view. “Master Crane, my most honored guest, you are ready to join us! When you look into the rays of light coming from this statue, as amplified by the sun, you will be mine!”

The object cleared the top of the shutters and the sun struck it. A blue glow filled the room and Crane’s ears began to buzz. Mei Ling bowed down and covered her eyes. Shards of light danced off the waters and flickered off the walls. Shen spread his wings and laughed out loudly and maniacally.

Suddenly, the light was blocked by something else on the platform. There was a loud growl and a “KYAAA!” The blue statue jolted and tumbled through the air into the room. Shen’s eyes popped open wide and his jaw dropped as he watched the statue hit the tile and explode into thousands of pieces.

Mei Ling yelped in pain and grasped her ears. Master Crane shook his head and blinked his eyes. Then he looked up to the sunlit opening and the shadowy figure standing there—a large, muscular furry beast. “Tigress!” shouted Crane.

She jumped in through the opening and landed amidst the shattered remains of the sapphire peacock. In the same movement of her landing she kicked a chunk of crystal squarely into Shen who tumbled back into the water with an abbreviated “BAWK!”

She lost no time in leaping to the island and unstrapping Master Crane’s neck and wings. She had barely finished this when Shen was upon her. He landed a forceful melee of foot jabs on key points on Tigresses back. She whimpered and crumpled to the floor in pain as her legs instantly became numb and useless. She fell down the steps into the water. Shen’s eyes met Crane’s and for a fraction of a second there was an intense, awkward stare. Shen’s beak corners were twisted down in supreme disappointment and his right eye twitched. Suddenly he whirled to dodge a staff attack from Mei Ling. The staff clanged against the rack and Mei Ling pursued Shen. He flew up and out the open window shouting an alarm call the entire way, Mei Ling leaping and following him out.

With wings and head free, Crane lost no time in loosening his leg straps and jumping free. He saw Tigress floundering in the water. The water was shallow but she couldn’t stand and so she was using her front paws to swim. Crane grasped her scruff and flapped hard, helping to pull her over to the steps of the island. As she settled on to the first dry step he stepped off, concern in his eyes. “Will you be all right?” he asked.

“No, I never will!” said Tigress, gasping and coughing.

Crane frowned and said, “Did he break your back?”

Tigress looked back at him smirking and said, “No, no, just stunned me. My body will be fine but I’ll never be able to get the image out of my mind of that creepy bird standing over you with his wiener hanging out. Ew!”

Crane shot back a look of horror and disgust, “He did that, didn’t he?”

“Mhmmm… and it looks like not all of you objected!” she said as her eyes surveyed the cum spattered on his breast feathers.

“Ehh… you don’t have to tell anyone about that part, do you?” said Crane sheepishly.

Tigress looked down and frowned, “Please, Crane. There’s a lot about this mission that neither of us need ever mention again.” She had her usual confidence and strong composure back but she sighed and sagged a little now, moisture collecting in the corners of her eyes. “This is gonna take a while to get over.”

There was a lot of commotion outside and suddenly eruptions of cheers. They both turned their heads towards the sounds. Tigress said, “You’d better go help Mei Ling! Leave me here, I’ll be alright.”

Crane looked slowly around, “If I’m right, there’ll be no more fight. All of Shen’s power was tied up in that crystal. He’s a smart bird, but his ability to control the people depended upon it. Now that it’s destroyed their minds are freed.” He turned back to Tigress, “Thanks for breaking me out, but how did you manage to--?” Then his eyes widened and his beak opened, “Wait! Mei Ling?”

Tigress smiled, “You’re not as dumb as you look, bird brain. Actually, I need to thank you. If you hadn’t held on as long as you did and managed to snap her out of her trance, she wouldn’t have come and let me out while Shen was, uh, working on you. You must really love her, Crane.” She said, hoisting herself up another step. “She loves you, that’s for sure. She’s one lucky cat.” Tigress smiled at her friend.

Shen had escaped. He knew that he had no recourse with his power over the masses and the guards broken. He was last seen flying west towards the mountain forests, probably nurse his wounded pride and scheme for his revenge. Gongmen City slowly picked up the pieces. Most of the citizens could only vaguely recall what had happened while Shen was in power. The shameful treatment of the Kung Fu masters was not discussed but the masters did remain and help restore order until power was placed back into the paws of a new city leader.

As for Masters Crane and Mei Ling, they enjoyed their time together for as long as they could. They taught new guards at Mei Ling’s dojo and Crane remained through the summer monsoons and into the harvest season. He wanted to stay longer with his dear love but the Furious Five needed him back and Mei Ling had to stay and train more masters to protect the city. The crane is revered as a harbinger of love and good will. But what may not be widely known is that it is love that keeps cranes young and strong also—the reason that they migrate back to breeding grounds every year to dance with their mates. You can be assured that Master Crane made many flights per year to bring his love and good will to Mei Ling and Gongmen City.

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