In Mexico, in a generic low-income area, a young lion named Ladislao wakes up with a feeling of heaviness that has accompanied him for as long as he can remember; but that's something he's used to. His caramel eyes open despite feeling closed guide him down the stairs. His bare paws, covered in slightly glossy chocolate-colored fur, touch the cold cement floor of the place where he lives as he looks up only to see his father's absence. He remembered that he would be out today, as he had to accompany relatives to another city.


Ladislao stretches, shakes his black mane with his hands to try to wake up a little more, and heats some water to make tea. Despite being an animal from warm areas, the cold climate and the cement floor do not alter him, he even enjoys it, as it makes him feel a little more alive, more present. Usually he wouldn't have the right to eat anything before feeding his dogs, a stupid rule imposed by his father, so he decides to prioritize himself this time. It's 12:00 PM, the dogs haven't eaten yet and Ladislao is enjoying his tea and the calm that being alone brings ... until one of the dogs starts barking.


The lion hates dogs, he thinks they are dirty, noisy, stupid, and sees them as parasites, quite normal considering that he’s a feline. But there is something about them that strikes him as lightning, something about their gait and anatomy that seems to compensate for their loud nature. He tolerates almost nothing from them, especially their barking. He hates them with every ounce of his existence; but their screeches… bring him a kind of peace he hasn't felt in a long time.


He decides that it is time to feed them, so he gets up and opens the food bag, opens their cages and orders them one by one to go to their plate. This is the young man's favorite part, because he knows one of them is disobedient, and he is always enthusiastic to discipline her.


Despite the area where he lives, mistreatment of feral animals is considered despicable, but that doesn’t matter to him. His family is already despised by his neighbors, people of the same economic situation who treat them with condescension and arrogance for reasons of species and color. He doesn't care if his "way of being" gives them one more reason to belittle him, so when he sees his father's favorite dog disobey, he smiles widely and quickly walks to her, grabbing her by the neck and squeezing it to keep it from making noise. He takes her home while the rest of the dogs eat peacefully, even they enjoy what is about to happen.


Ladislao lifts her by the neck and looks directly into her eyes, which are turning red from suffocation. Its body, covered in dirty white curly fur, begins to shake and tremble as its paws try to kick and scratch its attacker. Saliva begins to drip from its snout as it tries to complain with silent squeals, and the lion sighs in relief with a smile on his face as his tail wags showing some annoyance. Every struggle from the dog makes his heart feel warm and makes him feel alive. He knows perfectly well that what he's doing is wrong, but he couldn't care less. Finally he releases her neck, letting her fall more than a meter and hit the floor. She tries to escape and hide in a corner, but is caught by the leg. Ladislao's dog learnt quickly and never had to go through these situations again, except when his owner wanted to satisfy other kind of needs. And after years of this kind of treatment, the white dog finally seems to understand the situation she is in, so she resists every pull and blow without letting out a single squeal, which really bothers Ladislao. The resistance and apparent pride of his victim has awakened a “hunger” that he never felt for anyone but a male. He immediately understood that this interest was the kind that someone would have for a toy, or a feral instinct to mark superiority towards others, perhaps both. 


Letting himself be carried away by this new feeling and knowing that his father would not arrive soon, he decides to let what he now sees as prey escape, he closes the windows and curtains to prevent the noise from escaping so that only he can enjoy it, but he opens the doors inside the house so the dog can hide. Once this task is finished, he closes his eyes and remains standing in the hallway, waiting for a signal to know where his victim is. To his right, the sound of claws dragging across the rough cement floor tell him that she just hid in his father's room, so he closes the door after entering. He sighs, closes his eyes once again and lets himself be guided by his senses. The characteristic stench of dogs intensifies near the bed, so he laughs a little while he checks under it, finding a white and now dusty furball shaking on the floor. The boy's lust is so much that he easily manages to turn the bed over with a single hand, making the dog run and hide behind her owner's clothes, hanging on a pipe that goes from one wall to another.


The young man thinks this is funny, the stupid mutt seems to think a pile of old clothes will be enough to defend herself from the aroused young lion. He quickly slams the clothes aside and grabs the dog by the tail, earning a gratifying cry of pain as a reward for catching his prey, but he wants more. He begins to take his own clothes off, and throws them away while keeping the dog cornered. He’s gotten so carried away by his instincts that he begins to salivate, letting drops fall to the floor, which only terrifies the little whore in front of him more. 


Ladislao begins to gently kick the side of the canid, laughing as he sees how she trembles with each touch, waiting for the real blow. Her expectations are fulfilled when the lion's bare paw forcefully impacts his victim's ribcage, breaking a couple of ribs with a single kick and making her scream like never before, causing the young man's meat to come out of its sheath and become completely hard. He continues, kicking again and again, salivating with the pleasure of hearing her sobbing while her ribs crack one after another until she spits out blood. Once again, he lifts her by the neck and squeezes it to see how she begins to gasp as her tongue turns blue. He slams her to the ground before she passes out, making her lay on her belly, and he pounces on her, placing her head below him and violently grabbing her legs to spread them. After this he sits on her small head, exerting just enough pressure to immobilize her, and begins hitting her butt with his open palm. He has no way of knowing, but he thinks she feels really humiliated.


He takes a short break, his cock throbbing and resting on the dog's trembling back, whose tail hides between her trembling paws. He really doesn't like the idea of what he's going to do, and he thought the violence would be enough to satisfy his great lust, but that's not the case. He looks for an excuse for himself and comes to the conclusion that when faced with necessity "any hole is a trench" Under that logic, most would treat his “comrades” as women, but he decided that he would treat the bitches as men.


After sighing with the same shame that a heterosexual would feel when feeling somewhat attracted to another man, he takes the dog out from between his legs and makes her lie on her back, after which he begins to slap and punch her head, considering it a
just revenge for “making him feel less gay.” This only ends up aggravating his situation, his dick is now so hard that it has begun to hurt. He’s so annoyed by this he sits on her head again after making the mutt lay on her back, spreading her legs so hard they crack a little, making her whine and tremble. The lion grabs her tail and a leg, uses his paw to keep the other leg on the floor, and then begins to slap her cunt over and over, fingering it. Dogs are unable to produce tears the same way we do, but you could bet the damn dog’s face would be soaked in tears from how ashamed she feels, and the pain on her lower half. He continues by reaching inside her cunt, punching her clitoris, using his claws and squeezing it so hard it turns purple and begins to bleed a little. He continues with this torture during more than five minutes to calm his anger even just a little, slapping and hitting the dog’s privates with almost full force until the dog can’t cry anymore, since her throat is burning due to the strain of continuously crying. He’s panting from how tired he is, but the whining makes him think it’s worth it. 


Somewhat disappointed of himself, Ladislao takes his aching rock hard member and slowly introduces it into his prey's intimate area without using any lubricant, even hurting himself a little in the process, but moaning loudly due to the pleasure of being inside something so tight. Despite her burning throat, the dog begins to cry once again, making the lion's hip move on its own by mere instinct. He gets so carried away by the pleasure that he begins to bury his claws in his victim’s small shaking body without realizing it. Although Ladislao is a little below average, the dog's entrance has begun to bleed, she is not designed to “interact” with members of other species. The barbs on the young man's cock are not very hard, but the pressure that the bitch's interior exerts on them is enough to injure herself.


The boy feels some insecurity about the size of his meat, which causes a lot of confusion in him when he realizes that he can't go all the way in. He takes both of his prey's hind legs and begins to pull them until he hears a muffled “pop”, feeling an overwhelming but nice pressure on his cock after having stretched the inside of the dog to levels it should never have reached. But he still can't get it all the way in, so he decides to pull more of them and lean the dog against the wall for more support, managing to get in after accidentally hurting himself in the process. The lion himself ends up moaning and crying a little because of the pain in his member, but hearing the pet scream until she fainted was worth it. After a few seconds he notices a red liquid gushing from the inside of his father's pet, his tail begins to wag happily without him really understanding why, and somehow he can hear the soft drip of blood running down his balls and falling to the floor. Now, panting with his tongue sticking out, he begins to move vigorously.


Ladislao enjoys the sensation that comes from tearing the insides of his father's dog, also seeing it as a way to get revenge on him for the mistreatment he gives him. The warm sensation of blood trickling down his balls and staining his crotch fascinates him, and he speeds up when he sees that the pain has awakened the pet, which is spitting out blood again due to its wounds and incessant cries. He is so passionate that he ends up with bruises on his crotch due to the force with which his prey's hip impacts his own. He had no idea until now, but his own pain seems to “excite” him even more.


Ladislao, completely lost in his lust, delivers one last hard punch to the bitch's face, landing on her nose and making her scream one last time before cumming. The blow has left her unconscious once more, but the burning feeling inside her due to the semen in contact with her open wounds still makes her tremble and moan in pain. Ladislao, now without strength, lets himself fall on top of the dog without her making any noise.


A few minutes later he begins to come to his senses, and thinks to tell his father that his dog escaped and was run over to justify her injuries. He gets off the dog and starts pulling himself out, only to realize he's stuck. It seems that she was small enough that even his length could pass through not only her cervix, but her entire uterus, becoming stuck as it had perforated it. Once again, he pulls hard, but only succeeds in injuring himself and waking the dog to scream once more. The lion stands up, his legs trembling and weak from the tiring work of “training” his father's dog. He's so stuck that gravity isn't strong enough for the bitch to fall from his crotch on her own, so he steels himself and pulls her with all his might. He manages to get out, but now the bitch is convulsing in pain in a puddle of semen and blood. Ladislao just smiles when he sees this, he is too tired to laugh. The dog stops and remains lying down, the young man can't stop looking at the toy’s open entrance, still leaking cum and blood.


He’s having an erection again... It seems that it will be a very long day for the bitch.