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A weird smell filled the doe?s nostrils as her eyes opened trying to adjust to the dark, cramped room she found herself in. Her ears twitched, listening to the sound, something like rushing air through a pipe. A new sound soon filled the confines of the.. of the.. Where am I? She thought to herself. She tried to move, her hands bound tightly under her back, her feet bound behind her head, uncomfortable but on display. Her ears tuned into the new sound, a loud clicking, then suddenly her eyes opened wide as she realised. A woosh, then a blue glow lit up the metal box. An oven... I?m in an oven.. She forced her mind back to the previous night trying to think of how she could have ended up like this.\n\n\tThe night started out full of hope and promise, it was her birthday and she had gone the extra mile, a new black dress, the salon styled her dusty brown hair in soft curls down to her shoulder, her fur conditioned to a perfect soft shine, for the first time in a while she felt good. Her party booked at the new local Greek restaurant, a table for 14. She needed this, work was terrible recently; the company going through consultation for the third time and her housemate managed to kill her favourite houseplant.\n\n\tThe haze of waking up was starting to be replaced with in uncomfortably oppressive heat in the air. The doe wiggled against the restrains keeping her in the large metal pan. She clenched her ass cheeks around a thick, long, girthy object. A carrot.. she mused, at least it always was in her fantasies. Her jaw ached, held open wide by a gag, she bit down slowly and was greeted by a dribble of juice coming out, her teeth sunk in, it would be almost impossible to remove the apple now. The day before was coming back to her now.\n\n\tThe restaurant was lovely, a wonderful atmosphere, friendly staff, though it would have been a little nicer if even one of her friends turned up. It started with a text, ``Sorry I can?t make it tonight, I double booked.'', then another, ``Not feeling well, catch you soon.'', over half the party didn?t send a message at all. She ordered a starter just to nibble on while she tried to push down the disappointment, the nice ram who ran the place let her have the salad for free, a concern look on his face as he walked away from the lone figure at the long empty table. She consoled herself swiping through the random apps on her phone, pretending to have something, anything to look at. It wasn?t long before she actually did.\n\n\tThe heat was really ramping up now, the doe let out a soft whimper, her breathing getting quicker, drawing more of the burning air into her lungs. She cranked her head sideways as best she could, she peered through a dark glass panel. The door.. She thought, struggling harder now to try and get any leverage to open it. She could hardly move a millimetre from her position, let alone attempt to push the heavy door open. Slumping back in the pan, her attention was caught by something on the other side. A tiger, smiling, his long hard shaft in his hand, watching her cook, enjoying the show. That makes sense.. she thought to herself.\n\n\t``Have a very delicious Birthday!'' The notification read, dropping down from the top of her screen. Flipping the phone upside down for a moment, the deer look over her shoulders to make sure nobody could catch a glimpse before she turned it back around and opened Prowlr, the premier predator prey hunting app. The message came from a friend, HungryTigger, one of the first friends she met on here. Most of the predators were only really looking for a meal, but when she had put in her profile she wasn?t yet ready to make the switch from living to lunch, he was one of the only guys to keep chatting. They would tease each other, make jokes, talk about life, he would even send pictures of his latest catch before and after a few hours at 220?c (200?c fan oven). If she was completely honest with herself, she was a little jealous and she was sure he knew that too. Sat at the restaurant, she closed her eyes and let herself take in the sounds of the kitchen, the smell of cooking meat, how she dreamed of being that meat. She looked back down at the phone.\n\n``Hey!!'' She typed.\n\n\tThe tiger shifted, pulling something out of his pocket. She squinted, finding it hard to make out through the glass already fogging up with steam. It was square, fit in his paw neatly, he smiled warmly, staring her in the eyes as he pointed it through the door. The next thing the doe felt was the vibrations of the egg causing a ripple of pleasure through her, cutting through the discomfort of her current position. She gasped through the apple, inhaling a lung full of hot air. She was feeling light headed and slightly woozy, remembering the details was getting tougher, the pleasure, the pain, the discomfort and the odd feeling that this felt right, that she needed this all trying to fight for her attention at the same time, pushing the memories to one side. She let out a quiet, pleasured moan, trying to hold on to the pleasure and the night before.\n\n\tThe messages flew from one phone to the next, suddenly things started to feel better, she didn?t care about her friends ditching any more, each small corny joke that filled her screen brought out another small chunk of hidden joy that she thought may have been totally lost. She tapped her fingers on the table as waited for a new message. She was having much more fun with him, even online than she had enjoyed with her friends for the past few months. The next message was a pun from him, cheesy as always, stretching a little to be honest, something to do with venison and Venice, but she loved it anyway. Thinking for a moment, her heart skipped a beat, she sent a laughing emoji, then broke the long chain of terrible jokes. ``Fancy meeting up tonight?''. There was no reply for what felt like an eternity, the longest 13.24 seconds she had ever lived through, though sure enough the message came back.\n\n``I can meet you in half an hour!''\n\n\tThe burning heat felt never ending to the doe, the pleasure from the vibrating egg, barely keeping her going. Her moans starting to turn to cries of pain as tears made there way down her cheeks. Her predator moved closer, the fog of the oven now clear, the flames of the oven made short work of any condensation. She made eye contact with him, he looked her in the eyes, no cruelty in them but a hunger that she admired. The doe couldn?t hold a grudge, even if her eyes begged for her body to be removed, saved from the heat. The tiger stroked himself, speeding up his rhythm, she could see his cock throb and pulse with excitement, fuelled by the sight of her demise. God how much she wanted at least one more night with him.\n\n\tThey met at a bar just down the road from the restaurant, he turned up in a black leather jacket, jeans and a t-shirt. He was fit, she knew that from the pictures on his profile, and the various selfies of him with the girls he had round for dinner but that was online, this was real. She eyed him up from his feet upwards admiring every inch of him. He grinned as he spotted her and she caught a glimpse of those pearly white, sharp as dagger fangs of his and she felt her heart race. Every word she knew replaced with a new language that even she couldn?t comprehend. Her introduction was clumsy and awkward and her cheeks turned a bright shade of red under her well kept fur. He asked what she wanted to drink and she took him up on a non alcoholic soda style beverage, its not what she would usually go for but she wanted to be sober for what she was going to ask. She took a sip and looked the tiger in the eyes as he took a swig of his beer, the doe spoke softly but firmly.\n\n``Thanks for coming out tonight, as you know it?s my birthday today..'' The tiger nodded and smiled waiting for his date to continue.\n\n``Well as my present, I want you to eat me.'' The feline choked on his drink, he never had prey so forth coming about their desires, usually there was an element of coaxing, maybe a little bit of hunting. She had always had this fetish, he knew that from the start, but she had never given him any indication that this would ever be an option, he just enjoyed working her up with a few pictures and teasing comments but he would be lying if he said he never thought of it. He regained his composure and attempted to put on an air of sophistication about himself.\n\n``Well I could never turn down an offer as wonderful as that... but... are you completely sure?''\n\n``I am, I can?t think of any better way of ending my celebration than between your jaws...'' She grinned and winked. He looked like he was blushing a little now, that just made her grin wider, it was nice to know she had the same effect on him as he did on her.\n\n\tThe doe?s body jerked, her struggling instinctive now, the pain immense and unending, every nerve ending screaming that something was wrong. Underneath it all she felt the soft humming of the vibrator inside her, taking a small amount of the edge off the pain. She could hardly open her eyes, the heat of the oven drying them out too quickly making the act of being able to see difficult. She could smell the herbs used to baste her body, she couldn?t concentrate enough to figure out what was used, what recipe he decided to pick in the end. Her arms and legs ached, the bindings tight and her constant yanking and pulling against the restraints started to take it?s toll, her lungs told her to breath quickly, but the pain was telling her to stop, her heart was beating in fear, panic and arousal now. Through out it all, the torment and the suffering, she was starting to edge closer to orgasm.\n\n\tThe night went quicker than she thought it would, it was probably the greatest night she could remember. They walked back to his place, she held his large paw and he squeezed hers softly. The summer air was warm and it felt like heaven, her last night on earth had turned from the lowest point to the highest point in her existence. The walk was short, not too far from the bar to the cosy semi-detached house, along quiet pathways where the stars glinted and glimmered above them both. Everything about the night should have been relaxing but her heart raced at a million miles per hour, her brain filled with nerves and excitement. The doe stopped at the front door while the tiger opened it and held it open. This is it... she thought to herself, Once I step through that door, I?m not leaving this house alive. The hesitation only lasted for a second, with one foot she crossed the threshold and with one action she took one step towards the oven.\n\n\tIt was only a couple of minutes before both of the lovers took the night to the bedroom, the tiger held her gently but firmly, there was a possessiveness to the action, a finality, she would be his, a part of him, now and for the rest of his life. To him she was more than just meat, more than just a meal that would be eaten and forgotten about, she was special. He kissed her, their eyes closed in a passion as their lips locked. His paws pulled her tightly against his muscular chest, the doe?s hands ran down the tigers back as his tongue teased it?s way into her mouth. Her own tongue responded, teasing the predators, enticing him further. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing them tightly and she let out a uncontrollable gasp around the deep kiss, the doe knew he was inspecting her meat, enjoying what previously had only been seen in photographs. She pulled back, breaking off the kiss and embrace, the tiger looking puzzled for a moment before she started to unbutton his designer shirt, he helped towards the end, shaking it to the floor. The doe ran a finger down his chest slowly and turned around, leaving herself vulnerable to him. She felt his paws first on each shoulder, then the gently kiss of his lips on her neck followed by the sharp press of his teeth where the kiss once was. The deer?s knees went weak, she melted in his grip as the pressure of the feline fangs intensified. He wrapped one of his arms around her, the other pulling down the zip of her dress. She could feel his hot heavy breath on her sensitive nape, all the sensations and sounds amplified by her prey instincts, but everything that would tell her to run was now telling her to stay. \n\n\tThe dress became looser on her body and she soon shimmied it to the floor. More clothing soon followed, her bra and panties, the heavy thud of the tigers jeans with his keys in the pocket and still he held her in his maw. She couldn?t speak, she leant her body back against him, fur on fur and could feel a new sensation pressing up against her rump. It was hard, it was thick, and it was throbbing. The doe clenched her cheeks in excitement before grinding her ass against his length. His fangs lost their grip on her neck as he let out a moan of excitement, his tongue lapped over the teeth marks that were still indented in the deer?s skin. She held the arm that was still wrapped around her and guided the hand down to her womanhood, her prized fillet. His fingers instinctively ran over her lips, she quivered and whimpered at his touch. His fingers explored, finding each zone that gave an interesting new sound, a moan or gasp that was more needy, more excited than the last. Eventually he pulled his hand away and tasted the nectar on his fingers. She turned her head to watch his facial expression, watching intensely as he savoured her flavour. He turned her around to face him before he spoke.\n\n``You taste divine, flavours that I will remember years after I carve that pussy steak from your body. A taste unique to you, a taste that I will look back on in hunger and lust for the rest of my life.'' \n\nHis words carried a growl, a predatory edge. To the doe, his words were dipped in honey and everything she longed to hear. She jumped into his arms and kissed him deeply, he held her tight in a strong loving embrace. The tiger lifted his prey up before pinning her down on his bed. She looked deep into his eyes and him into hers, wordlessly she spread her legs, opening herself up to him and he understood the signal. He pressed his head against the doe?s dripping entrance and slowly slid himself deep inside. Her hands gripped the bed sheets tightly as she felt his thick shaft enter her, spreading her pussy lips, she let out a small whimper of pleasure at the sensation. His hips pressed against her body, fully inside her, he pulled back quicker and thrust back in building speed. He was panting eagerly, the deer?s back arched in pleasure as she felt in throb and quiver inside. He thrust harder, with more dominance with each movement, she looked him in the eyes wanting, needing to be his play thing. The doe pulled her head back, showing him her neck. She didn?t have much time to react before a hand gripped her throat, pinning her against the bed roughly, her arms stayed spread across the bed, allowing him all the access he liked. He continued to thrust inside her, harder, faster, the pleasure in both of the building. His other paw played with her breasts, using his finger and thumb to pinch and twist her sensitive nipples, she let out a loud moan as the pleasure mixed with the small twinge of pain. She was getting closer and she could feel he was too, he let go of her neck with his hand and instead with one smooth movement gripped it with his jaw. She could feel her blood pumping heavily, feel her pounding heartbeat against his sharp teeth, she could hear him growl as his teeth pressed harder. It was getting harder to breath but the pleasure was building to a boiling point, she opened her mouth to moan but her words escaped her, replaced with quick lustful whimpers, her eyes closed, her scattered mind focusing on one thing as her body built to climax.\n\nI am meat, I am his meat...\n\nThe doe let out a loud cry of pleasure as the excitement became too much, waves of ecstasy like she had never experienced before shot through her body, coursing through her veins. She could feel his pleasure too, the throbbing inside her pausing for a moment before she could feel the sensation of his hot thick ropes of cum filling inside her. The tiger released his prey and panted, the doe panted in turn, they looked into each others eyes again for a while. She smiled, he grinned and they both laughed a little before rolling into a tight hug.\n\nShe remembered it all so clearly as she lay bound in the oven, the raw, animal like sensations of the pleasures the previous night. The doe clung onto the thoughts as she willed the vibrator to do it?s job and carry her through the last few moments of her life. She could smell the thyme and oil rubbed into her skin cooking, she could even smell herself. She watched her predator stroke himself outside the oven, the vision a little hazy. She watched the hand holding the remote pressing another button and she could feel the vibe ramp up to it?s highest speed. She let out a moan, quiet and hushed compared to the noise of the night before but just as intense, her mind scattered from the heat, from the pain, from the almost contradictory joy. Her mind focused one last time.\n\nI am meat, I am his meat...\n\nShe let out a sigh, the vibe causing one last ripple of pleasure to travel through her body, her eyes closed on the image of her lover enjoying her transition from deer to venison and her mind emptied all all thoughts.\n\nThe tiger watched as his meat exhaled one last time, her ragged breathing stopping. His thoughts filled with the meals he could make, his passion fuelled by the glorious scent of her cooking flesh. His cock throbbed, he tried to edge himself but it was no use, his eyes closed and let out out a deep growl, his cock spurting out his hot seed against the window of the oven dripping down onto the floor. He panted, there were a few things he needed to do... preserving her head, updating her prowler with an update, preparing the side dishes... but at this moment he just wanted to enjoy the sight of his mate, his meal, for a couple more minutes.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"\tShe heard a sound, distant at first, slowly stirring her from a deep slumber into a hazy consciousness. A weird smell filled the doe?s nostrils as her eyes opened trying to adjust to the dark, cramped room she found herself in. Her ears twitched, listening to the sound, something like rushing air through a pipe. A new sound soon filled the confines of the.. of the.. Where am I? She thought to herself. She tried to move, her hands bound tightly under her back, her feet bound behind her head, uncomfortable but on display. Her ears tuned into the new sound, a loud clicking, then suddenly her eyes opened wide as she realised. A woosh, then a blue glow lit up the metal box. An oven... I?m in an oven.. She forced her mind back to the previous night trying to think of how she could have ended up like this.
\tThe night started out full of hope and promise, it was her birthday and she had gone the extra mile, a new black dress, the salon styled her dusty brown hair in soft curls down to her shoulder, her fur conditioned to a perfect soft shine, for the first time in a while she felt good. Her party booked at the new local Greek restaurant, a table for 14. She needed this, work was terrible recently; the company going through consultation for the third time and her housemate managed to kill her favourite houseplant.
\tThe haze of waking up was starting to be replaced with in uncomfortably oppressive heat in the air. The doe wiggled against the restrains keeping her in the large metal pan. She clenched her ass cheeks around a thick, long, girthy object. A carrot.. she mused, at least it always was in her fantasies. Her jaw ached, held open wide by a gag, she bit down slowly and was greeted by a dribble of juice coming out, her teeth sunk in, it would be almost impossible to remove the apple now. The day before was coming back to her now.
\tThe restaurant was lovely, a wonderful atmosphere, friendly staff, though it would have been a little nicer if even one of her friends turned up. It started with a text, ``Sorry I can?t make it tonight, I double booked.'', then another, ``Not feeling well, catch you soon.'', over half the party didn?t send a message at all. She ordered a starter just to nibble on while she tried to push down the disappointment, the nice ram who ran the place let her have the salad for free, a concern look on his face as he walked away from the lone figure at the long empty table. She consoled herself swiping through the random apps on her phone, pretending to have something, anything to look at. It wasn?t long before she actually did.
\tThe heat was really ramping up now, the doe let out a soft whimper, her breathing getting quicker, drawing more of the burning air into her lungs. She cranked her head sideways as best she could, she peered through a dark glass panel. The door.. She thought, struggling harder now to try and get any leverage to open it. She could hardly move a millimetre from her position, let alone attempt to push the heavy door open. Slumping back in the pan, her attention was caught by something on the other side. A tiger, smiling, his long hard shaft in his hand, watching her cook, enjoying the show. That makes sense.. she thought to herself.
\t``Have a very delicious Birthday!'' The notification read, dropping down from the top of her screen. Flipping the phone upside down for a moment, the deer look over her shoulders to make sure nobody could catch a glimpse before she turned it back around and opened Prowlr, the premier predator prey hunting app. The message came from a friend, HungryTigger, one of the first friends she met on here. Most of the predators were only really looking for a meal, but when she had put in her profile she wasn?t yet ready to make the switch from living to lunch, he was one of the only guys to keep chatting. They would tease each other, make jokes, talk about life, he would even send pictures of his latest catch before and after a few hours at 220?c (200?c fan oven). If she was completely honest with herself, she was a little jealous and she was sure he knew that too. Sat at the restaurant, she closed her eyes and let herself take in the sounds of the kitchen, the smell of cooking meat, how she dreamed of being that meat. She looked back down at the phone.
``Hey!!'' She typed.
\tThe tiger shifted, pulling something out of his pocket. She squinted, finding it hard to make out through the glass already fogging up with steam. It was square, fit in his paw neatly, he smiled warmly, staring her in the eyes as he pointed it through the door. The next thing the doe felt was the vibrations of the egg causing a ripple of pleasure through her, cutting through the discomfort of her current position. She gasped through the apple, inhaling a lung full of hot air. She was feeling light headed and slightly woozy, remembering the details was getting tougher, the pleasure, the pain, the discomfort and the odd feeling that this felt right, that she needed this all trying to fight for her attention at the same time, pushing the memories to one side. She let out a quiet, pleasured moan, trying to hold on to the pleasure and the night before.
\tThe messages flew from one phone to the next, suddenly things started to feel better, she didn?t care about her friends ditching any more, each small corny joke that filled her screen brought out another small chunk of hidden joy that she thought may have been totally lost. She tapped her fingers on the table as waited for a new message. She was having much more fun with him, even online than she had enjoyed with her friends for the past few months. The next message was a pun from him, cheesy as always, stretching a little to be honest, something to do with venison and Venice, but she loved it anyway. Thinking for a moment, her heart skipped a beat, she sent a laughing emoji, then broke the long chain of terrible jokes. ``Fancy meeting up tonight?''. There was no reply for what felt like an eternity, the longest 13.24 seconds she had ever lived through, though sure enough the message came back.
``I can meet you in half an hour!''
\tThe burning heat felt never ending to the doe, the pleasure from the vibrating egg, barely keeping her going. Her moans starting to turn to cries of pain as tears made there way down her cheeks. Her predator moved closer, the fog of the oven now clear, the flames of the oven made short work of any condensation. She made eye contact with him, he looked her in the eyes, no cruelty in them but a hunger that she admired. The doe couldn?t hold a grudge, even if her eyes begged for her body to be removed, saved from the heat. The tiger stroked himself, speeding up his rhythm, she could see his cock throb and pulse with excitement, fuelled by the sight of her demise. God how much she wanted at least one more night with him.
\tThey met at a bar just down the road from the restaurant, he turned up in a black leather jacket, jeans and a t-shirt. He was fit, she knew that from the pictures on his profile, and the various selfies of him with the girls he had round for dinner but that was online, this was real. She eyed him up from his feet upwards admiring every inch of him. He grinned as he spotted her and she caught a glimpse of those pearly white, sharp as dagger fangs of his and she felt her heart race. Every word she knew replaced with a new language that even she couldn?t comprehend. Her introduction was clumsy and awkward and her cheeks turned a bright shade of red under her well kept fur. He asked what she wanted to drink and she took him up on a non alcoholic soda style beverage, its not what she would usually go for but she wanted to be sober for what she was going to ask. She took a sip and looked the tiger in the eyes as he took a swig of his beer, the doe spoke softly but firmly.
``Thanks for coming out tonight, as you know it?s my birthday today..'' The tiger nodded and smiled waiting for his date to continue.
``Well as my present, I want you to eat me.'' The feline choked on his drink, he never had prey so forth coming about their desires, usually there was an element of coaxing, maybe a little bit of hunting. She had always had this fetish, he knew that from the start, but she had never given him any indication that this would ever be an option, he just enjoyed working her up with a few pictures and teasing comments but he would be lying if he said he never thought of it. He regained his composure and attempted to put on an air of sophistication about himself.
``Well I could never turn down an offer as wonderful as that... but... are you completely sure?''
``I am, I can?t think of any better way of ending my celebration than between your jaws...'' She grinned and winked. He looked like he was blushing a little now, that just made her grin wider, it was nice to know she had the same effect on him as he did on her.
\tThe doe?s body jerked, her struggling instinctive now, the pain immense and unending, every nerve ending screaming that something was wrong. Underneath it all she felt the soft humming of the vibrator inside her, taking a small amount of the edge off the pain. She could hardly open her eyes, the heat of the oven drying them out too quickly making the act of being able to see difficult. She could smell the herbs used to baste her body, she couldn?t concentrate enough to figure out what was used, what recipe he decided to pick in the end. Her arms and legs ached, the bindings tight and her constant yanking and pulling against the restraints started to take it?s toll, her lungs told her to breath quickly, but the pain was telling her to stop, her heart was beating in fear, panic and arousal now. Through out it all, the torment and the suffering, she was starting to edge closer to orgasm.
\tThe night went quicker than she thought it would, it was probably the greatest night she could remember. They walked back to his place, she held his large paw and he squeezed hers softly. The summer air was warm and it felt like heaven, her last night on earth had turned from the lowest point to the highest point in her existence. The walk was short, not too far from the bar to the cosy semi-detached house, along quiet pathways where the stars glinted and glimmered above them both. Everything about the night should have been relaxing but her heart raced at a million miles per hour, her brain filled with nerves and excitement. The doe stopped at the front door while the tiger opened it and held it open. This is it... she thought to herself, Once I step through that door, I?m not leaving this house alive. The hesitation only lasted for a second, with one foot she crossed the threshold and with one action she took one step towards the oven.
\tIt was only a couple of minutes before both of the lovers took the night to the bedroom, the tiger held her gently but firmly, there was a possessiveness to the action, a finality, she would be his, a part of him, now and for the rest of his life. To him she was more than just meat, more than just a meal that would be eaten and forgotten about, she was special. He kissed her, their eyes closed in a passion as their lips locked. His paws pulled her tightly against his muscular chest, the doe?s hands ran down the tigers back as his tongue teased it?s way into her mouth. Her own tongue responded, teasing the predators, enticing him further. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing them tightly and she let out a uncontrollable gasp around the deep kiss, the doe knew he was inspecting her meat, enjoying what previously had only been seen in photographs. She pulled back, breaking off the kiss and embrace, the tiger looking puzzled for a moment before she started to unbutton his designer shirt, he helped towards the end, shaking it to the floor. The doe ran a finger down his chest slowly and turned around, leaving herself vulnerable to him. She felt his paws first on each shoulder, then the gently kiss of his lips on her neck followed by the sharp press of his teeth where the kiss once was. The deer?s knees went weak, she melted in his grip as the pressure of the feline fangs intensified. He wrapped one of his arms around her, the other pulling down the zip of her dress. She could feel his hot heavy breath on her sensitive nape, all the sensations and sounds amplified by her prey instincts, but everything that would tell her to run was now telling her to stay.
\tThe dress became looser on her body and she soon shimmied it to the floor. More clothing soon followed, her bra and panties, the heavy thud of the tigers jeans with his keys in the pocket and still he held her in his maw. She couldn?t speak, she leant her body back against him, fur on fur and could feel a new sensation pressing up against her rump. It was hard, it was thick, and it was throbbing. The doe clenched her cheeks in excitement before grinding her ass against his length. His fangs lost their grip on her neck as he let out a moan of excitement, his tongue lapped over the teeth marks that were still indented in the deer?s skin. She held the arm that was still wrapped around her and guided the hand down to her womanhood, her prized fillet. His fingers instinctively ran over her lips, she quivered and whimpered at his touch. His fingers explored, finding each zone that gave an interesting new sound, a moan or gasp that was more needy, more excited than the last. Eventually he pulled his hand away and tasted the nectar on his fingers. She turned her head to watch his facial expression, watching intensely as he savoured her flavour. He turned her around to face him before he spoke.
``You taste divine, flavours that I will remember years after I carve that pussy steak from your body. A taste unique to you, a taste that I will look back on in hunger and lust for the rest of my life.''
His words carried a growl, a predatory edge. To the doe, his words were dipped in honey and everything she longed to hear. She jumped into his arms and kissed him deeply, he held her tight in a strong loving embrace. The tiger lifted his prey up before pinning her down on his bed. She looked deep into his eyes and him into hers, wordlessly she spread her legs, opening herself up to him and he understood the signal. He pressed his head against the doe?s dripping entrance and slowly slid himself deep inside. Her hands gripped the bed sheets tightly as she felt his thick shaft enter her, spreading her pussy lips, she let out a small whimper of pleasure at the sensation. His hips pressed against her body, fully inside her, he pulled back quicker and thrust back in building speed. He was panting eagerly, the deer?s back arched in pleasure as she felt in throb and quiver inside. He thrust harder, with more dominance with each movement, she looked him in the eyes wanting, needing to be his play thing. The doe pulled her head back, showing him her neck. She didn?t have much time to react before a hand gripped her throat, pinning her against the bed roughly, her arms stayed spread across the bed, allowing him all the access he liked. He continued to thrust inside her, harder, faster, the pleasure in both of the building. His other paw played with her breasts, using his finger and thumb to pinch and twist her sensitive nipples, she let out a loud moan as the pleasure mixed with the small twinge of pain. She was getting closer and she could feel he was too, he let go of her neck with his hand and instead with one smooth movement gripped it with his jaw. She could feel her blood pumping heavily, feel her pounding heartbeat against his sharp teeth, she could hear him growl as his teeth pressed harder. It was getting harder to breath but the pleasure was building to a boiling point, she opened her mouth to moan but her words escaped her, replaced with quick lustful whimpers, her eyes closed, her scattered mind focusing on one thing as her body built to climax.
I am meat, I am his meat...
The doe let out a loud cry of pleasure as the excitement became too much, waves of ecstasy like she had never experienced before shot through her body, coursing through her veins. She could feel his pleasure too, the throbbing inside her pausing for a moment before she could feel the sensation of his hot thick ropes of cum filling inside her. The tiger released his prey and panted, the doe panted in turn, they looked into each others eyes again for a while. She smiled, he grinned and they both laughed a little before rolling into a tight hug.
She remembered it all so clearly as she lay bound in the oven, the raw, animal like sensations of the pleasures the previous night. The doe clung onto the thoughts as she willed the vibrator to do it?s job and carry her through the last few moments of her life. She could smell the thyme and oil rubbed into her skin cooking, she could even smell herself. She watched her predator stroke himself outside the oven, the vision a little hazy. She watched the hand holding the remote pressing another button and she could feel the vibe ramp up to it?s highest speed. She let out a moan, quiet and hushed compared to the noise of the night before but just as intense, her mind scattered from the heat, from the pain, from the almost contradictory joy. Her mind focused one last time.
I am meat, I am his meat...
She let out a sigh, the vibe causing one last ripple of pleasure to travel through her body, her eyes closed on the image of her lover enjoying her transition from deer to venison and her mind emptied all all thoughts.
The tiger watched as his meat exhaled one last time, her ragged breathing stopping. His thoughts filled with the meals he could make, his passion fuelled by the glorious scent of her cooking flesh. His cock throbbed, he tried to edge himself but it was no use, his eyes closed and let out out a deep growl, his cock spurting out his hot seed against the window of the oven dripping down onto the floor. He panted, there were a few things he needed to do... preserving her head, updating her prowler with an update, preparing the side dishes... but at this moment he just wanted to enjoy the sight of his mate, his meal, for a couple more minutes.
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