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To embrace her immediately would have been to suggest weakness. But Sarafina rushed forward before she had even completed the gesture. She pressed her neck to Sarabi’s, and the queen slowly lifted a paw to embrace her pride sister. Sarafina was shaking like a leaf, and Sarabi could hear her teeth grinding together.\n\n“He made me tell him he could fuck her,” she snarled at last, as if the single sentence took everything in her. “He made me… I couldn’t lie…. I couldn’t….” A sob wracked her body, and Sarabi sat, putting both paws around Sarafina as the anger spilled over into grief.\n\nIn all the years Sarabi had known their mistress of the hunt; from the tense day she arrived, pregnant, rogue, and option-less, to the initial rejections by the pride, to the days after she lost her first litter; it was only the second time Sarabi had ever seen the lioness cry. And, as she watched Scar mounting his daughter--their daughter--she knew there was nothing she could say.\n\nBehind the two, both Tama and Chumvi had been granted a temporary reprieve from their punishments, but neither felt very relieved. The two sat miserably, avoiding eye contact with each other or the weeping adult lioness above.\n\n“He’s using my cub against me!” Sarafina sobbed into Sarabi’s shoulder.\n\n“I know, honeytree. I know.” Sarabi held her crying pridemate, eyes glaring sharply in Scar’s direction, though he didn’t look in her direction. “Even I did not think he would stoop so low.”\n\n“H-he’s a monster...” Sarafina choked out. Sarabi maintained silence, hoping it was some comfort. Unlike Sarafina, she had known Taka since he was a cub. To hear him called a monster with such conviction—to consider the truth of it—hurt, somewhere deep inside where old memories lived. A world which no longer existed, in which she and the kindly Prince Taka had played and discussed a better world fought for survival, even as it burned.\n\nShe looked again at the prince now mounting the young Nala. Though she found the act unsettling, it did not anger her. Her mate, Mufasa, was doing the same not far away. She knew Mufasa would never do such a thing if his sense of justice had not driven him to it. It was right that he should find pleasure in the act, as much as he could, to bring himself into harmony with the crime he was punishing. Scar’s actions were no different on their face, yet so much more beneath the surface. Just like Scar himself.\n\nShe had held hope in her heart for years. Hope that “Scar” would fade away but, like his namesake, it had not. She had known Taka still lived, somewhere under the rage that Scar belied so coolly. She saw that lion when no-one else could; smart and sensible, witty, and sharp under pressure. She saw good when others saw malice.\n\nAnd now, in the same way, she saw something that chilled her to the bone. Because she saw satisfaction. To any other lion Scar might appear to merely be doing his duty, but she knew otherwise. Knew his face, the confidence in his stance, the fire in his eyes as he thrust himself into Nala. Duty was a facade he had constructed, just as she had believed his anger and rages were masks built to hide his pain. But now…. What she saw made her stomach rise into her throat. Made her want to vomit. Because he had wanted this. Somehow. Someway.\n\n“He couldn’t have known,” she said out loud, though the words were meant for herself alone.\n\n“But he twisted it,” Sarafina cried, head buried in Sarabi’s shoulder. “He used it. Oh, Nala…”\n\nSarabi let her eyes slide from Scar. She had seen enough and could stomach no more. How? How had he twisted this situation? \n\nShe could think of only one explanation; that somehow, someway, he had already been prepared to use Sarafina’s cub against her. The thought made her ill in the pit of her stomach. It was one thing to challenge another lion, a fair thing to win a battle through cleverness, but to involve a cub? To even think of involving a cub! To premeditate using a cub as a weapon. Not a weapon of victory, but as a ploy for winning nothing but petty emotion… How could anyone think such a thing? How could her Taka, who she had seen fight with his entire spirit for justice, think such a thing? And how, in his arrogance, did he dare believe she would not see through his perfidy? Though her ego was surely the least of his victims, still she felt as if she had been slapped, and tears of anger stung her eyes.\n\nSarabi waited until Sarafina’s sobs were farther and farther apart before giving her a tight squeeze. “We have a duty,” she said with soft strength. She could feel Sarafina digesting her words and their power. It was all the strength she could give.\n\nBut Sarafina had always been a creature of duty. It was enough.\n\n“Yes, yes of course,” Sarafina replied, wiping her eyes. “Of course. I am so sorry, my queen.”\n\nSarabi nodded her head, which was the dignified royal response, but also hugged Sarafina again in a sisterly action that spoke volumes.\n\n“I had just gotten started with mine,” Sarafina spoke, her tone direct, though her voice still shook. Chumvi shrank low to the ground.\n\n“Then let us finish this, together,” Sarabi responded, turning to the cubs. “I believe mine has started to understand the gravity of her crimes. On your back, Tama,” she demanded. Tama’s ears dropped low but she quickly rolled over at the command, bearing her belly.\n\n“Come here,” Sarafina demanded to Chumvi, lifting herself high and gathering imperiousness about herself. Knitting her armor of responsibility together once again. Her eyes remained wet and red, but her gaze was firm.\n\n“Can you see how the consequences of your actions reach farther than you think?” Sarabi was saying to Tama, who was watching Chumvi crawl towards Sarafina. She glanced up at Sarafina’s face, and lowered her chin to her chest.\n\n“I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to hurt Auntie Sarafina. Or you. Or Chumvi. I just wanted Simba to learn a lesson.”\n\n“That was nearly true,” Sarabi grunted. “I wonder which part was the lie?”\n\nTama whimpered, keeping her chin to her chest submissively.\n\n“Hold your hindpaws,” growled Sarabi. Tama groaned. It was a classic spanking position, and all cubs hated being spanked. But she grabbed her hindpaws, and pulled them back towards her head, forcing her rump to pivot upwards.\n\n“If you let go before I tell you, you’ll beg for me to end you before I’m done. Am I clear?”\n\n“Yes, ma’am,” Tama said, bracing herself.\n\nBut no blows came. Instead, Sarabi stepped forward, lowering her muzzle between Tama’s held thighs, and her tongue slid over the girl’s pussy. The first time Tama was so shocked, she felt nothing but surprised. The second time, she colored a bit, her cheeks heating as a hint of pleasure bloomed in her, flowering by the third lick.\n\n“I will tell you a story my father told to me… Pleasure lives very close to pain,” Sarabi said, watching the cub’s expression. “They are twins. Born together, nursed at the same teat, and more alike than different. They grew up together and, as a pride, made each other stronger. But, what happens when one overtakes the other? When Pain and Pleasure grow dissatisfied in their domain and cast envy on what the other possesses?” She paused her speech to lick again, and Tama’s breath came a little faster. Sarabi was tickling her slit with the tip of her tongue, driving in up and down with precision the cub had never experienced.\n\n“When Pleasure decides he must be the great king, he pushes all others aside. He fights to fulfill himself while his pride withers, and do you know who he finds, when all his enemies have fallen?”\n\n“N-no,” Tama moaned, having trouble controlling her senses now.\n\n“When everything that stood in Pleasure’s way is defeated, he finds his brother, Pain, waiting for him,” Sarabi growled. Then, she flattened her tongue and ran it over Tama’s pussy from bottom to top. Tama’s eyes grew wide and she twitched so hard she almost lost grasp of her legs. Just like with Sarabi’s gentle licks, it was only on the second lick that she truly felt it, and let out a sharp, horrified gasp.\n\n“OW ow ow ow OW!” She twisted, and Sarabi put a paw over the cub to hold her in place as she licked a third time. Her rough tongue, built to tear meat from bone, pulled against Tama’s sensitive nether flesh. Tama’s claws dug into her footpads, cutting them as she fought not to lose her grip. “Ahhhhhhh!”\n\nSarabi continued licking dispassionately, looking at Tama, though the cub was writhing far too much to look back.\n\n“When Pleasure thinks his war is won, and finally confronts Pain, he realizes at last that he has no one left to fight by his side. He must defeat Pain alone. And he cannot… So at last, he becomes everything he warred against.” Sarabi licked again and Tama screamed, head thrown back. She had never even imagined such pain. And still Sarabi’s licks continued.\n\n--------\n\n“Please don’t paw my peepee again, Auntie Sarafina,” Chumvi sniffled as he stepped forward.\n\n“Have you learned not to make promises you can’t keep, then?” she responded dryly. Chumvi nodded.\n\n“What does that make you, then?”\n\n“S-someone who’s not good at keeping their promises?” he ventured. Sarafina rolled her eyes.\n\n“I was looking for ‘a piece of hyena shit’, but sure.” Chumvi’s ears swung low.\n\n“I’m really sorry I made you so mad, Auntie,” he mewled. “And got Nala in trouble. I guess I could have made sure Tama was telling the truth. Somehow. I didn’t, ‘cause Nala is always right! I… I… I thought she was right…” he trailed off.\n\n“No one is always right, child,” Sarafina gave a growl that sounded more like a sigh. “You must learn to take responsibility for your actions alone. If you don’t, then the Circle will teach you itself. And that is a very unpleasant lesson.”\n\n“I think I get it,” Chumvi said sadly, looking at his sore sheath.\n\n“Do you?” Sarafina asked, brow raised.\n\n“W-well. Maybe?” Chumvi fiddled with his own front paws. “I believed Nala… And she believed Tama… And then we were mean to Simba ‘cause of it. And now we’re all in trouble, and made you and King Mufasa and Queen Sarabi angry too, even… It just….” Chumvi seemed to run out of words, but his eyes remained narrowed in thought.\n\n“A pride is connected to each other, just like lions are connected to every other thing through the Circle of Life. What affects one of us will affect all of us, eventually.” Sarafina closed her eyes, refusing to turn to gaze towards Nala and Scar. “Whether you’re a cub or not. So always remember,” she grit out.\n\n“Yes, Auntie,” Chumvi said, eyes low in deference.\n\n“I won’t injure your penis more,” Sarafina said, “but we’re not done either.” Chumvi closed his eyes tight, but nodded.\n\n“Stand up,” Sarafina ordered. Chumvi hesitated a moment, then rolled onto his feet, standing up. “Go squat on Tama’s muzzle,” Sarafina ordered. “Make her wet your tailhole.\n\nSarabi stepped on Tama’s ears, holding her head down. “You heard Sarafina. Lick it well, understood?” Tears streamed out of Tama’s eyes and she grit her teeth as Chumvi stepped awkwardly over her muzzle. Tama turned her face away out of instinct, but Chumvi’s legs pulled her muzzle back to center as they stepped to either side of her head.\n\nChumvi jerked a little as Sarafina grabbed his tail, pulling it up, and then used her grip to pull his weight down on Tama’s face. The girl gagged and struggled, but Sarabi only had to put her muzzle between the girl’s legs and growl “Lick” for the girl to do as she was told. The girl gagged and spat, but didn’t dare refuse. Her tongue slid out, wiping Chumvi’s tailhole clean over and over, eyes streaming with humiliated tears.\n\n“Harder,” Sarafina demanded. “I want to see your tongue inside of him. You’ve already got shit on your face, you dungpile. What’s a bit more on your tongue? I’ll give you to the count of five before I shove it up there myself.”\n\nTama whimpered, pushing her tongue hard, eyes closed tight. Her tongue slid right over Chumvi’s pucker, and for a moment she panicked. Eyes opening wide, she pulled herself upwards, fighting Sarabi’s weight on her ears until she thought they would tear. On her third attempt, though, she found the right angle and her tongue slid, wet and slimy, into Chumvi’s ass. Immediately, Sarafina’s paw pushed on Chumvi’s back, forcing his rump down on her muzzle until she was struggling to breathe through his soiled rumpfur.\n\nOnly when she was gasping for breath, and her tongue felt like it would fall off from Chumvi’s clenching, did Sarafina roughly pull Chumvi away, leaving Tama to gasp for air. Sarafina swatted Chumvi’s rump hard as soon as he was clear, making him yelp and stumble in Tama’s direction.\n\n“Alright, little hyena,” Sarafina grunted. “On top of her. Nose to nose like you’re two sweet little hyena fucks. Then make like one, and clean her face. All of it… And lift that wet tail high, understand?”\n\nChumvi whimpered, partially because he didn’t fully understand and partially because Tama really was a mess. “Move!” Sarafina shouted, smacking him in the ass again, harder.\n\nChumvi scampered around Tama and, with a differential look at Sarabi, straddled Tama with all four legs. He took a deep breath and lowered his nose to Tama’s. Her orange eyes glared back at him, still gleaming with tears, and something in her expression made him snarl, despite knowing the aunties might not like it.\n\n“This is your fault! I’m gonna get you for this,” Chumvi hissed. Tama wrinkled her nose at him, but kept her mouth shut. With matching expressions of severe distaste, Chumvi closed his eyes and began to groom Tama’s muzzle.\n\nHe only opened his mouth again when he felt something touching under his tail, and yelped, turning. “Back at it, pup,” Sarafina ordered, pressing her pawtoe against his asshole. The cub’s claws spread out into the ground as Sarafina pushed on his wetted, slightly open tailhole. It felt so weird!\n\n“Ahhh,” Chumvi hissed into Tama’s cheekfur, tail hiking higher by instinct as Sarafina pushed until she was almost lifting him into the air. He whined as he felt his sphincter beginning to give.\n\n“You must be a hyena bitch, to force yourself on another male. Isn’t this what you hyena bitches like? Having your shitty assholes fucked?” Sarafina snarled at him.\n\nChumvi bit his lip and screamed into his muzzle as Sarafina’s pawtoe opened him wide. She twisted her paw and he bit into Tama’s shoulder hard enough to taste blood. His bladder gave way, emptying itself right onto Tama’s stomach, trickling through their enmeshed fur.\n\n“I didn’t say to stop cleaning!” Sarafina barked. Chumvi let out a gasping bark of pain that sounded like “Ah-h-h-h”. He was almost surprised he had the control still to slip his tongue out, caressing Tama’s cheek as tears streamed down his own.\n\n“Let’s hear it, pup,” Sarafina growled, though her pawtoe no longer twisted. “Tell Simba’s mother what you are. Maybe it will help her understand why you did what you did.”\n\nChumvi’s ears clung to his skull. He kept his head low, so Tama wouldn’t see his eyes. Being called a hyena was an extreme insult to begin with, but to call oneself by that name? As a female hyena besides? It was pure shame. Many lions would rather fight to the death. But from where he lay, he could see Sarabi’s paws still on Tama’s ears. He had hurt Simba and that meant he had hurt Simba’s mother too. And he knew he could do one thing right.\n\n“I’m a hyena bitch!” Chumvi gasped, as loudly as he could manage, his eyes closed tight. “I hurt Simba because I’m a hyena bitch, who forces males to do things they don’t want to do. I… I want your paw in my tail, ‘cause that’s what hyena bitches like… I… I deserve it! And… and if Auntie Sarabi wants to do it too, she should! I’m a bad hyena and I’m sorry!”\n\nChumvi saw one of Sarabi’s paws lift, and he braced himself, biting down hard in preparation. He could not see when Sarabi put her paw gently on Sarafina’s, but he heard her single word: “Enough.”\n\nSarafina snarled, but didn’t strike. Instead, she pulled her paw from Chumvi’s tail and tossed him aside in the same motion. Her paw pressed into Tama’s muzzle, fresh from Chumvi’s ass, and the lioness held it against the cub’s tongue until she was forced to lap at it in her quest for breath.\n\n“Remember this filth. It’s nothing compared to what you’ve stained your pride with,” Sarafina spat. She smeared her paw across the wet fur of Tama’s face, then stepped over her, scratching dirt over the girl with her hindpaws in contempt.\n\nSarabi had said “enough”, and she was right. But Sarafina knew that “enough” would never be sufficient.\n\nAnd so she simply walked away.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Sarafina dropped Chumvi without looking down.

“I’ll kill him,” she snarled to Sarabi, who looked up, her tongue still embedded inside of Tama. “I’ll fucking snap his neck. I’ll rip off his scrawny balls and use them to replace his eyes. I’ll put my claws so far down his miserable--”

Sarabi quickly slid her paw from where it was deeply embedded somewhere under Tama's tail, and walked past the cub to where Sarafina was still spitting imprecations, her body shaking. Sarabi looked past Sarafina to where Scar held Nala between his haunches. He appeared to be pawing her, and the cub’s face was twisted. She had heard Scar’s shout, but not Sarafina’s answer, nor what the question he demanded an answer to was. And, as he positioned himself closer to the cub, his legs spread about her, she felt she didn’t need to ask.

“Here, here,” she murmured, beckoning Sarafina forward. She stepped back enough to make the offer Sarafina’s to accept. To embrace her immediately would have been to suggest weakness. But Sarafina rushed forward before she had even completed the gesture. She pressed her neck to Sarabi’s, and the queen slowly lifted a paw to embrace her pride sister. Sarafina was shaking like a leaf, and Sarabi could hear her teeth grinding together.

“He made me tell him he could fuck her,” she snarled at last, as if the single sentence took everything in her. “He made me… I couldn’t lie…. I couldn’t….” A sob wracked her body, and Sarabi sat, putting both paws around Sarafina as the anger spilled over into grief.

In all the years Sarabi had known their mistress of the hunt; from the tense day she arrived, pregnant, rogue, and option-less, to the initial rejections by the pride, to the days after she lost her first litter; it was only the second time Sarabi had ever seen the lioness cry. And, as she watched Scar mounting his daughter--their daughter--she knew there was nothing she could say.

Behind the two, both Tama and Chumvi had been granted a temporary reprieve from their punishments, but neither felt very relieved. The two sat miserably, avoiding eye contact with each other or the weeping adult lioness above.

“He’s using my cub against me!” Sarafina sobbed into Sarabi’s shoulder.

“I know, honeytree. I know.” Sarabi held her crying pridemate, eyes glaring sharply in Scar’s direction, though he didn’t look in her direction. “Even I did not think he would stoop so low.”

“H-he’s a monster...” Sarafina choked out. Sarabi maintained silence, hoping it was some comfort. Unlike Sarafina, she had known Taka since he was a cub. To hear him called a monster with such conviction—to consider the truth of it—hurt, somewhere deep inside where old memories lived. A world which no longer existed, in which she and the kindly Prince Taka had played and discussed a better world fought for survival, even as it burned.

She looked again at the prince now mounting the young Nala. Though she found the act unsettling, it did not anger her. Her mate, Mufasa, was doing the same not far away. She knew Mufasa would never do such a thing if his sense of justice had not driven him to it. It was right that he should find pleasure in the act, as much as he could, to bring himself into harmony with the crime he was punishing. Scar’s actions were no different on their face, yet so much more beneath the surface. Just like Scar himself.

She had held hope in her heart for years. Hope that “Scar” would fade away but, like his namesake, it had not. She had known Taka still lived, somewhere under the rage that Scar belied so coolly. She saw that lion when no-one else could; smart and sensible, witty, and sharp under pressure. She saw good when others saw malice.

And now, in the same way, she saw something that chilled her to the bone. Because she saw satisfaction. To any other lion Scar might appear to merely be doing his duty, but she knew otherwise. Knew his face, the confidence in his stance, the fire in his eyes as he thrust himself into Nala. Duty was a facade he had constructed, just as she had believed his anger and rages were masks built to hide his pain. But now…. What she saw made her stomach rise into her throat. Made her want to vomit. Because he had wanted this. Somehow. Someway.

“He couldn’t have known,” she said out loud, though the words were meant for herself alone.

“But he twisted it,” Sarafina cried, head buried in Sarabi’s shoulder. “He used it. Oh, Nala…”

Sarabi let her eyes slide from Scar. She had seen enough and could stomach no more. How? How had he twisted this situation?

She could think of only one explanation; that somehow, someway, he had already been prepared to use Sarafina’s cub against her. The thought made her ill in the pit of her stomach. It was one thing to challenge another lion, a fair thing to win a battle through cleverness, but to involve a cub? To even think of involving a cub! To premeditate using a cub as a weapon. Not a weapon of victory, but as a ploy for winning nothing but petty emotion… How could anyone think such a thing? How could her Taka, who she had seen fight with his entire spirit for justice, think such a thing? And how, in his arrogance, did he dare believe she would not see through his perfidy? Though her ego was surely the least of his victims, still she felt as if she had been slapped, and tears of anger stung her eyes.

Sarabi waited until Sarafina’s sobs were farther and farther apart before giving her a tight squeeze. “We have a duty,” she said with soft strength. She could feel Sarafina digesting her words and their power. It was all the strength she could give.

But Sarafina had always been a creature of duty. It was enough.

“Yes, yes of course,” Sarafina replied, wiping her eyes. “Of course. I am so sorry, my queen.”

Sarabi nodded her head, which was the dignified royal response, but also hugged Sarafina again in a sisterly action that spoke volumes.

“I had just gotten started with mine,” Sarafina spoke, her tone direct, though her voice still shook. Chumvi shrank low to the ground.

“Then let us finish this, together,” Sarabi responded, turning to the cubs. “I believe mine has started to understand the gravity of her crimes. On your back, Tama,” she demanded. Tama’s ears dropped low but she quickly rolled over at the command, bearing her belly.

“Come here,” Sarafina demanded to Chumvi, lifting herself high and gathering imperiousness about herself. Knitting her armor of responsibility together once again. Her eyes remained wet and red, but her gaze was firm.

“Can you see how the consequences of your actions reach farther than you think?” Sarabi was saying to Tama, who was watching Chumvi crawl towards Sarafina. She glanced up at Sarafina’s face, and lowered her chin to her chest.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t mean to hurt Auntie Sarafina. Or you. Or Chumvi. I just wanted Simba to learn a lesson.”

“That was nearly true,” Sarabi grunted. “I wonder which part was the lie?”

Tama whimpered, keeping her chin to her chest submissively.

“Hold your hindpaws,” growled Sarabi. Tama groaned. It was a classic spanking position, and all cubs hated being spanked. But she grabbed her hindpaws, and pulled them back towards her head, forcing her rump to pivot upwards.

“If you let go before I tell you, you’ll beg for me to end you before I’m done. Am I clear?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Tama said, bracing herself.

But no blows came. Instead, Sarabi stepped forward, lowering her muzzle between Tama’s held thighs, and her tongue slid over the girl’s pussy. The first time Tama was so shocked, she felt nothing but surprised. The second time, she colored a bit, her cheeks heating as a hint of pleasure bloomed in her, flowering by the third lick.

“I will tell you a story my father told to me… Pleasure lives very close to pain,” Sarabi said, watching the cub’s expression. “They are twins. Born together, nursed at the same teat, and more alike than different. They grew up together and, as a pride, made each other stronger. But, what happens when one overtakes the other? When Pain and Pleasure grow dissatisfied in their domain and cast envy on what the other possesses?” She paused her speech to lick again, and Tama’s breath came a little faster. Sarabi was tickling her slit with the tip of her tongue, driving in up and down with precision the cub had never experienced.

“When Pleasure decides he must be the great king, he pushes all others aside. He fights to fulfill himself while his pride withers, and do you know who he finds, when all his enemies have fallen?”

“N-no,” Tama moaned, having trouble controlling her senses now.

“When everything that stood in Pleasure’s way is defeated, he finds his brother, Pain, waiting for him,” Sarabi growled. Then, she flattened her tongue and ran it over Tama’s pussy from bottom to top. Tama’s eyes grew wide and she twitched so hard she almost lost grasp of her legs. Just like with Sarabi’s gentle licks, it was only on the second lick that she truly felt it, and let out a sharp, horrified gasp.

“OW ow ow ow OW!” She twisted, and Sarabi put a paw over the cub to hold her in place as she licked a third time. Her rough tongue, built to tear meat from bone, pulled against Tama’s sensitive nether flesh. Tama’s claws dug into her footpads, cutting them as she fought not to lose her grip. “Ahhhhhhh!”

Sarabi continued licking dispassionately, looking at Tama, though the cub was writhing far too much to look back.

“When Pleasure thinks his war is won, and finally confronts Pain, he realizes at last that he has no one left to fight by his side. He must defeat Pain alone. And he cannot… So at last, he becomes everything he warred against.” Sarabi licked again and Tama screamed, head thrown back. She had never even imagined such pain. And still Sarabi’s licks continued.

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“Please don’t paw my peepee again, Auntie Sarafina,” Chumvi sniffled as he stepped forward.

“Have you learned not to make promises you can’t keep, then?” she responded dryly. Chumvi nodded.

“What does that make you, then?”

“S-someone who’s not good at keeping their promises?” he ventured. Sarafina rolled her eyes.

“I was looking for ‘a piece of hyena shit’, but sure.” Chumvi’s ears swung low.

“I’m really sorry I made you so mad, Auntie,” he mewled. “And got Nala in trouble. I guess I could have made sure Tama was telling the truth. Somehow. I didn’t, ‘cause Nala is always right! I… I… I thought she was right…” he trailed off.

“No one is always right, child,” Sarafina gave a growl that sounded more like a sigh. “You must learn to take responsibility for your actions alone. If you don’t, then the Circle will teach you itself. And that is a very unpleasant lesson.”

“I think I get it,” Chumvi said sadly, looking at his sore sheath.

“Do you?” Sarafina asked, brow raised.

“W-well. Maybe?” Chumvi fiddled with his own front paws. “I believed Nala… And she believed Tama… And then we were mean to Simba ‘cause of it. And now we’re all in trouble, and made you and King Mufasa and Queen Sarabi angry too, even… It just….” Chumvi seemed to run out of words, but his eyes remained narrowed in thought.

“A pride is connected to each other, just like lions are connected to every other thing through the Circle of Life. What affects one of us will affect all of us, eventually.” Sarafina closed her eyes, refusing to turn to gaze towards Nala and Scar. “Whether you’re a cub or not. So always remember,” she grit out.

“Yes, Auntie,” Chumvi said, eyes low in deference.

“I won’t injure your penis more,” Sarafina said, “but we’re not done either.” Chumvi closed his eyes tight, but nodded.

“Stand up,” Sarafina ordered. Chumvi hesitated a moment, then rolled onto his feet, standing up. “Go squat on Tama’s muzzle,” Sarafina ordered. “Make her wet your tailhole.

Sarabi stepped on Tama’s ears, holding her head down. “You heard Sarafina. Lick it well, understood?” Tears streamed out of Tama’s eyes and she grit her teeth as Chumvi stepped awkwardly over her muzzle. Tama turned her face away out of instinct, but Chumvi’s legs pulled her muzzle back to center as they stepped to either side of her head.

Chumvi jerked a little as Sarafina grabbed his tail, pulling it up, and then used her grip to pull his weight down on Tama’s face. The girl gagged and struggled, but Sarabi only had to put her muzzle between the girl’s legs and growl “Lick” for the girl to do as she was told. The girl gagged and spat, but didn’t dare refuse. Her tongue slid out, wiping Chumvi’s tailhole clean over and over, eyes streaming with humiliated tears.

“Harder,” Sarafina demanded. “I want to see your tongue inside of him. You’ve already got shit on your face, you dungpile. What’s a bit more on your tongue? I’ll give you to the count of five before I shove it up there myself.”

Tama whimpered, pushing her tongue hard, eyes closed tight. Her tongue slid right over Chumvi’s pucker, and for a moment she panicked. Eyes opening wide, she pulled herself upwards, fighting Sarabi’s weight on her ears until she thought they would tear. On her third attempt, though, she found the right angle and her tongue slid, wet and slimy, into Chumvi’s ass. Immediately, Sarafina’s paw pushed on Chumvi’s back, forcing his rump down on her muzzle until she was struggling to breathe through his soiled rumpfur.

Only when she was gasping for breath, and her tongue felt like it would fall off from Chumvi’s clenching, did Sarafina roughly pull Chumvi away, leaving Tama to gasp for air. Sarafina swatted Chumvi’s rump hard as soon as he was clear, making him yelp and stumble in Tama’s direction.

“Alright, little hyena,” Sarafina grunted. “On top of her. Nose to nose like you’re two sweet little hyena fucks. Then make like one, and clean her face. All of it… And lift that wet tail high, understand?”

Chumvi whimpered, partially because he didn’t fully understand and partially because Tama really was a mess. “Move!” Sarafina shouted, smacking him in the ass again, harder.

Chumvi scampered around Tama and, with a differential look at Sarabi, straddled Tama with all four legs. He took a deep breath and lowered his nose to Tama’s. Her orange eyes glared back at him, still gleaming with tears, and something in her expression made him snarl, despite knowing the aunties might not like it.

“This is your fault! I’m gonna get you for this,” Chumvi hissed. Tama wrinkled her nose at him, but kept her mouth shut. With matching expressions of severe distaste, Chumvi closed his eyes and began to groom Tama’s muzzle.

He only opened his mouth again when he felt something touching under his tail, and yelped, turning. “Back at it, pup,” Sarafina ordered, pressing her pawtoe against his asshole. The cub’s claws spread out into the ground as Sarafina pushed on his wetted, slightly open tailhole. It felt so weird!

“Ahhh,” Chumvi hissed into Tama’s cheekfur, tail hiking higher by instinct as Sarafina pushed until she was almost lifting him into the air. He whined as he felt his sphincter beginning to give.

“You must be a hyena bitch, to force yourself on another male. Isn’t this what you hyena bitches like? Having your shitty assholes fucked?” Sarafina snarled at him.

Chumvi bit his lip and screamed into his muzzle as Sarafina’s pawtoe opened him wide. She twisted her paw and he bit into Tama’s shoulder hard enough to taste blood. His bladder gave way, emptying itself right onto Tama’s stomach, trickling through their enmeshed fur.

“I didn’t say to stop cleaning!” Sarafina barked. Chumvi let out a gasping bark of pain that sounded like “Ah-h-h-h”. He was almost surprised he had the control still to slip his tongue out, caressing Tama’s cheek as tears streamed down his own.

“Let’s hear it, pup,” Sarafina growled, though her pawtoe no longer twisted. “Tell Simba’s mother what you are. Maybe it will help her understand why you did what you did.”

Chumvi’s ears clung to his skull. He kept his head low, so Tama wouldn’t see his eyes. Being called a hyena was an extreme insult to begin with, but to call oneself by that name? As a female hyena besides? It was pure shame. Many lions would rather fight to the death. But from where he lay, he could see Sarabi’s paws still on Tama’s ears. He had hurt Simba and that meant he had hurt Simba’s mother too. And he knew he could do one thing right.

“I’m a hyena bitch!” Chumvi gasped, as loudly as he could manage, his eyes closed tight. “I hurt Simba because I’m a hyena bitch, who forces males to do things they don’t want to do. I… I want your paw in my tail, ‘cause that’s what hyena bitches like… I… I deserve it! And… and if Auntie Sarabi wants to do it too, she should! I’m a bad hyena and I’m sorry!”

Chumvi saw one of Sarabi’s paws lift, and he braced himself, biting down hard in preparation. He could not see when Sarabi put her paw gently on Sarafina’s, but he heard her single word: “Enough.”

Sarafina snarled, but didn’t strike. Instead, she pulled her paw from Chumvi’s tail and tossed him aside in the same motion. Her paw pressed into Tama’s muzzle, fresh from Chumvi’s ass, and the lioness held it against the cub’s tongue until she was forced to lap at it in her quest for breath.

“Remember this filth. It’s nothing compared to what you’ve stained your pride with,” Sarafina spat. She smeared her paw across the wet fur of Tama’s face, then stepped over her, scratching dirt over the girl with her hindpaws in contempt.

Sarabi had said “enough”, and she was right. But Sarafina knew that “enough” would never be sufficient.

And so she simply walked away.

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