Lupis Gloria Romani
By Dan 1966 and Ademi
(cub/cub, Adult/Cub, rape, gay, vore, torture, slavery)

Rated Quad X

Based off of “Sheath and Knife” comics by Harmarist and Kittaness and Disney’s Zootopia.

Character Acknowledgment:

Pumba and Timon from Disney’s Lion King
The Fox Cyprian by Cracky of Inkbunny

Chapter 10

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
6pm
The Castle of the Tusker Royals

Note: If you’ve ever seen the 1980 cartoon movie “Heavy Metal” and the Den sequence then you know who “Ard the Proud” of Oolatek is. Picture an elephant as annoying, tranny and gay as that guy.

      Garay thought he’d been in hell traveling with filthy foxes...till he was in the audience chamber of the Tusker royalty having to gaze upon a young elephant stretched on a couch dressed like a female with his nuts hanging all out and trying way to hard to be attractive. The poor wolf felt like throwing up…

      “Welcome.” The teenage elephant said as he played a morph hand over the floor of his raised platform...”I am Prince Tooley and I see you have some simply divine predators at your command.” The elephant said with a feminine sounding voice. “Such accomplishment for a bunny.”

       “Why thank you oh august sovereign.” Bersalus said. “We are here to delight your every whim.”

        Tooley smiled as he glared at Garay. “And for a bunny to command such a stunning thing as this white wolf is an estimable feat. Have him attend to me?”

        Garay pretended to coward and shrunk behind Bersalus with a sound of pleading cries and whines…

        “Oh forgive him sire.” Bersalus said as he turned to pet his timid wolf. “He is mine alone and very shy of others. Yet he pleases me so much that I can not bear the thought of him being mated by one as glorious as yourself.”

         Garay whispered...”Oh pour on the bull snit there crafty.”

         “Shut up great wolf or you’ll get us killed?” Bersalus replied quietly as he thumped a paw finger off Garay’s nose. “Please allow my troop to entertain you? My lovely wolf is getting nervous and I think he desires to relieve himself.”

         Tooley sat on the edge of his couch and played softly with his trunk. “Of course, please? What lovely predators you have? Perhaps two or three could attend  to my need for comfort while the others perform for me?”

          Bersalus pointed….”Telephos and Peritas...attend to his highness’s need! And please him well you cats or I’ll have your tails for whips!” The bunny snarled. “The rest of you dance and cavort.” Bersalus turned to Garay. “Come my sweet toy?”

         Garay followed Bersalus out of the throne room. “Very well played.” The white wolf whispered.

         “I’ve already told Cyprian what to do and when to make his move.” Bersalus whispered. “Hope you’re ready to move fast great wolf because the others will need a good enough distraction to carry out your plans?”

         “Oh trust me.” Garay snarled. “Once I get a sword? You’re damn right we’ll have a distraction.  Larotius himself should be salivating to set the dirty temple on fire. Just do me a favor and hide yourself so I don’t have to worry about your safety.”

        “I live only to be of service to you kind wolf.” Bersalus said with a nod of respect.

        “You are a keeper...bunny.” Garay replied. “Now find me a guard I can do some acting with? Preferably one easy to kick the snot out of?”

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
6:30pm
The Lightening Legion at the crest of Joully Heights above Chelsea

     Williamus, Alexander and Anacatus laid on their stomachs as they slowly pulled thsemselves up to the lip of the crest atop the heights that sloped down towards the Tusker capital city…

    Alexander licked his teeth with glee...”Finally? When do we get to rip some flesh brother?”

    Williamus replied...”When Garay and Larotius have made their move and captured the main gate. I estimate that there must be less than three cohorts strength around and inside the walls. Those two had better be quick though? We must rush a forced march after this in time to join the rest of army as it comes across the bridge.”

     Anacatus frowned. “Would have been nice to have Antony with us with his cavalry.”

     “Too much time for that.” Williamus replied. “We have to handle this on our own. I want to see the Captains together for a last counsel of war before we attack.”

    “Yes….I will arrange that.” Anacatus said patting a paw in the dirt.

    Alexander rested his head in his paws and looked like a child deeply interested in a new toy…

    “What are you thinking about?” Williamus asked.

   “How would elephant meat taste?” Alexander replied. “I never tried it.”

   “It’s too tough.” Williamus snorted. “Even cooked it tastes like rotten tanned leather hide. And don’t think of being stupid enough to join a take down of one, much too dangerous for us wolves. Elephants are for lions to kill, they have the claws for it.”

       Alexander sighed…”After we sack this rotten city brother? If we have the time? Would you please me? We haven’t done anything in like…..ever.”

      “Suck it up and bear it Alexander.” Williamus snorted back. “We’re not on this mission to make time for cop’ing and hump’ing. Think of our family’s reputation and that of our ancestors. It’s bad enough I have to work to hide our little dalliances when you seem so willing to expose us.”

       The wolf pup growled back his displeasure but cringed when his big brother bore his fangs in his snoot….”Don’t….raise my ire Alexander?” Williamus snarled. “Keep to our mission.”

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
6:30pm
The main body encampment. The Roman side of the Roana

       Stefinus timidly approached the Tiger who stood charge over the slave and food cages….”Hello good Tiger. I am Stefinus the slave of the honorable Questriatus the otter? Ceaser has allowed me to chose a companion from the cages.”

      “You want a bitch or a Wool?” The tiger asked.

     “Sir?” Stefinus questioned.

     “Do you want one with a cunt or a dick? Simple question there rabbit?” The Tiger snarled.

     “A female of course!” Stefinus answered. “Yes….a female bunny. One that is young and a virgin if possible?”

     “I’m not choosing for you there….lunch meat.” The tiger said smirking. “Your owner is fattening you up nicely? Lucky for you they found a few females with their hymen’s unbroken….those that weren’t split apart by anything bigger than a dog that is.”

     Stefinus was taken to where the bunnies were being kept. “I’ll point out the virgins for you. Does….does the age matter?”

       “She should be at least close to me.” Stefinus said as he scratched his ears. “I don’t want them too young and I would guess there are no real old ones?”

      Course not. “The Tiger replied. “Old rabbits are tough to chew on.”

       The Tiger pointed to the first one. Stefinus studied her then shook his head.

      The Tiger pointed out another one that looked a little too young. Stefinus shook his head again.

      Another one...a little plump too Stefinus’s liking. “No.” He said shaking his head.

      Walking to another cage...Stefinus took a moment to look upon the tan cream colored female that tried to hide herself from his gaze. She was small but her breast told her age being a few years younger than him yet she was a mature female….

     Stefinus turned to the Tiger...”Can I enter the cage?”

    “Of course.” The Tiger replied. “The bitch is coupled to the cage so she can’t run. If you want to fluck her? I can drape a cloth over it for your comfort?”

    “No.” Stefinus replied. “Can you get her something to wear or at least cover her up?”

    The Tiger unlocked and opened the cage and the poor female bunny screamed and panic’d, squeezing and thrashing against the back of the cage believing her death had come for her!”

   “Oh she’s a live one!” The Tiger teased. “Look at her piss herself!”

   Stefinus climbed into the cage and stood waving a paw...”Please just get something to cover her?” He snorted to the Tiger before waving his paws at the terrified female bunny….”Shhhhh! Shhhhh! No! No…..” Stefinus said softly. “I’m not here to bring you to your death…..shhhhhh….”

      The female cringed on the floor of the cage still making rabbit chitters and horrible sobs as Stefinus slowly approached her...”Shhhh...I am Stefinus, servant of the good Questriatus the otter. I’ve come to remove you from this stink of death.”

     The little female remained reluctant to be touched yet she didn’t try to bolt when Stefinus sat next to her….”You are very beautiful. What is your name?”

    She remained silent and scared.

    “I promise I am not lying or trying to trick you.” Stefinus said with a caring paw gesture. “My master has given me the right to have a mate and you are most worthy I think...if I knew the name attached to such beauty?”

    She quivered….”I have no name.” She replied. “My mother was a whore to wools...I was born on a breed farm.”

   Stefinus sighed...”Can I give you a name?”

  The female nodded.

  “Hmmm….Heisflay...(Highs-flay) in anchient bunny it means “soft petals”. Do you like your new name?” Stefinus asked.

   Heisflay nodded gently yet still afraid…

   Stefinus held out his paws...”Please? Come with me? Your worries are over. Your days awaiting to be a piece of meat are done. I promise, no harm will ever come to you. Trust me?”

   Heisfly stood up slowly and hid her nakedness from him until the Tiger came back and held a cloth through the cage door…

  “Hmm...did you break her?” The Tiger said with a smirk as Stefinus snatched the cloth from his paw…

   “Brute!” The angry rabbit said as he covered Heisfly up. “I’ll thank you to move back so she is not scared into running.” He said to the Tiger angrily.

     “Watch your lips there slave?” The Tiger warned. “If I desire? I can snap that little bitch of yours in two. You have no rights in Rome...remember that? You and that little cunt are property.”

      “And “You” will answer to Caesar for your threats against a servant he likes!” Questriatus the otter snapped as he walked up. “It’s taking you a while Stefinus. We’re still very busy you know?”

      Stefinus approached his master with Heisflay wrapped in a sheet. “Master? This is my choice. She is Heisflay.”

     “Ah.” The Otter replied. “Quite a vision. See to her comfort and come quick? We’re closing on the shore and much needs to be planned and done.”

     Stefinus nodded. “I will work quickly my Master.” He said as he rubbed a paw on Heisflay’s shoulders. “Come with me?” Stefinus said softly.

     As they walked...Heisflay laid her head on Stefinus’s shoulder. “Am I to be your whore?” She asked.

     Stefinus stopped and cocked his head. “What kind of question is that? If I wanted you to be a whore, I probably would have raped you in that cage. I am not a barbarian. I was once in a cage as you were...fearing the same brutal death. My master is kind and gentle so I think I’d better serve myself and him with the same vain don’t you think?” Stefinus said as he gently nuzzled Heisflay’s neck. “You are a very beautiful bunny.”

     The soft tickling got the female bunny giggling…”See? There is a happy flower under the weeds that were despair.” Stefinus said. 

     “I have no skills to offer.” Heisflay said.

     “I didn’t pick you for floor polishing.” Stefinus replied. “Enough...let’s get you cleaned up and comfortable. I bet you’ll be more beautiful after a bath.”

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
7pm
the Temple of Tocarus

     Cypselos climbed up the stairs to the top of the minnerette temple call tower where Larotius sat watching the Tusker castle and the gate beyond…

    “We’re ready to torch this place. What’s keeping your comrade?” Cypselos groaned. “He’s playing dangerous with time. You said the Lightening Legion needs to be on the quick march down to the Roana River to be there by sunrise didn’t you?”

     Garay knows what he’s doing.” Larotius replied. “There’s still a lot of time cushion left.”

     Cypselos sat on the floor...”I hope to have better fortunes under you than I’ve had so far in my life. Maybe a family? A trade? I’m pretty cleaver and inventive. Perhaps I could be an armorer in Rome? Design new paw weapons for the legions. But what are my silly hopes huh? At least with Rome I won’t be a whore. You Romans detest us rats, we’re too dirty for your glorious cocks to touch.”

      Larotius laughed. “My interest in saving all of you is not sexual...though wolves like Garay enjoy poking me with that thought. No….you foxes by nature are ingenious and cleaver creatures. By having you in my pocket, I have more opportunities to rise in the ranks. I aspire to be a Senator one day and that takes skillful planning and organizing. On the surface you’ll all just be garden tending slaves and concubines for my fictitious mating bed. Under the surface though? You will all join me in absolute ruthlessness. By helping me rise to the Senate? You foxes can have your revenge on so many wolves who’ve wronged you over the centuries.”

      Larotius smiled at Cypselos. “Does that cause a pleasing tickle in your nose?”

     Cypselos snickered back. “Yes it does.

     Larotius growled. “Damn….What the hell is Garay doing over there?”

    Cypselos frowned. “Does he have any weaknesses?

    Larotius frowned. “Ugh…Should I really tell you? He has a fondness for…for sniffing deer urine.”

    “Well that’s a little Bizarre?” Cypselos replied with a cocked head. 

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
7pm
The Lightning Legion less than five miles from Chelsea
The food stocks and slavery cages

      Ademi nuzzled under the chin of Dimius as the two goat kids slept in their cage. For being a rough character...the black goat was still a soft and warm body to sleep with given their situation. Every now and then...Ademi looked around beyond the cage to see who was still alive from the village folk, he counted at least thirty others in the cages he could see. While most were sleeping...others were in forlorn states of misery. He saw one goat kid had gotten his head just right through the wooden rods of his cage to hang himself, the predators having removed the body moments ago to chop it up for food. At east the predators didn’t let things go to waste.

      Ademi’s body had recovered from the abusive cart pulling, no more aching muscles and sore calves from the back breaking efforts expended to get to their current location. He would try to get as much rest as he could before they threw him and Dimius back into labor. At least, as Dimius said, they looked to be keepers and not live stock.

      Suddenly….something snatched an ankle and Ademi felt himself being dragged off of Dimius who woke with a fright! “ADEMI!? LEAVE HIM ALONE!” The black goat kid screamed as a Tiger caught him by his neck, slammed him down onto the floor of the cage and beat him fiercely in his face!

      Ademi bleated, kicked and screamed as he was thrown onto his back and a large gray wolf jeered at him with his tongue hanging from his mouth...”Nice choice there Herodius?” The wolf growled as Ademi suddenly felt a paw move slowly over his rump.

     “Yes...” Said a Tiger who was slowly removing his Roman leather armor and tunic...”He should do nicely. My balls have been aching for a good tight hole to fluck!”

     Ademi realized in horror what was going to happen….he wasn’t going to be cooked….he was going to be raped! The young goat fought viciously as crew paws struggled to pull his legs apart and the feline unwashed stink of a Tiger seeking to gain entry into Ademi’s virgin tail hole caused the young goat to kick, bite and scratch as violently as he could!

    “ARGH! YOU FILTH! YOU STINKY CAT! GRRRR!” Ademi clamped his jaws shut on the lip of the tiger moving over his body and the response was brutally vicious!

       “YOU MISERABLE FOUR LEGGED PIECE OF MEAT CHOP!” The Tiger growled and snapped as he began to punch Ademi’s face brutally with his paw’d fists! “WRETCHED LITTLE FLUCK! I’M GONNA RIP YOUR TAIL HOLE APART!”

       Ademi screamed as he was thrown onto his stomach and he tried to go feral to bolt from the brutes now pawing to force their filthy cocks and strip him of his cherished virginity. “YOU WILL NOT HAVE ME!” The white goat screamed as his legs were grabbed and pulled wide apart and his tail twisted painfully away from his tail hole….”EGAH!!” The goat kid struggled and bit the air trying to force a killing! Better to be mauled to death than any filthy cat shove his cock into a son of Kapsi! Slowly….Ademi lost his fight as he was pushed to the dirt and his rump pulled up to the waiting cock of his feline violator!

      First came the light probes, the tip of the red engorged member searching to gain entry….then in one brutal and violent thrust...Ademi’s virginity was stolen!

     “BLEEEEET! BLEEEEEET! BAH! BAH! AAAAAAH!” The goat youngster screamed as the violence of the barbed cat cock tore through his sphincter and ripped through his anal canal like an instrument of hell and shame!

     Dimius, his face swollen and bloody from being punched and kicked could only watch in tears from inside his cage as his friend was brutally sodomized feet from his grasp….

     “NAH!…...NAH! NAH! NAH! UGH! BAAAAAAH STADS!” Ademi cried out as a Lion snatched his head tuft as the goat kid rocked back and forth with each hard thrust into his tail hole….

    “You need to shut that loud mouth of yours you little cunt.” The Lion snarled with demonic pleasure as he pulled Ademi’s maw open and shoved his throbbing cat cock deep into the goat kid’s mouth...”Now you bit it you little worthless piece of meat and you’ll die a very slow and painful death. Better yet? Well drag that black goat out here and you can watch us rape him to death. Would you like that you little worthless bag of prey meat?”

     “Ademi!” Dimius cried. “Please! Use me but please stop hurting him! Please… use me…...use me…..” The black goat kid cried as he shrank to the floor of his cage and suffered to watch the brutal flucking of his friend by a gang of sick predators. Now Ademi was on his hands and knees being flucked in two places…

     “Mmmm….” The lion who was flucking Ademi’s mouth said smiling. “He’s good at being a whore. Should buy him and make him my money maker in Rome. What say you Poladorius?”

    The wolf Poladorius stood masturbating his thick canine cock and its’ engorged knot...”Don’t make him too loose their Tiger? I want to get that tight sensation too! Yes….these Kapsi goats are real expert whores aren’t they?” 

    Ademi felt like he was being torn apart! The big cat’s penises were barbed which made every stroke in him a tormenting hell. The goat boy pulled his mouth and face away from the cat cock cutting into his lips but the Lion brutally pulled Ademi’s head around so he could thrust his cock back through the crying goat kid’s bleeding lips!

    “SLAP!” The Lion brutally paw slapped Ademi...making sure a claw cut across his snoot and opened a blood dripping gash! “You pull away from me again you little bastard and we’ll spit roast you for sure! But only after you get to see us rape and cook your friend!”

      “Fluck!” The Tiger raping Ademi’s tail hole snarled and shuddered as he emptied his scrotum deep inside’s Ademi’s tortured hole...”Get over here and fill this worthless little bitch Poladorius!”

      The huge Siberian Wolf feral mounted Ademi’s back and lunged his canine prick, knot and all, into the cum’d up and bloody mess that was Ademi’s raped tail hole! “Ugh! Nice and tight equine bitch!” The wolf snarled as he sank his teeth into Ademi’s neck nape and broke the skin while almost thrusting the abused goat kid off his hooves!

     The lion viciously pumping Ademi’s mouth shot a good load of hot cum down the goat kid’s throat and backed off to watch the victim gasp, choke and cough up gobs of goo from his abused mouth…

     “Does the little slut still feel tight Poladorus?” The Lion snarled with glee as he snatched Ademi’s head up for another Roman soldier to abuse it.

      “Mmmm….” The wolf said with joyous rapture as he slammed Ademi’s rump hard. “Yeah….these Kapsi goats are flucken sweet! Gonna fill him a lot before he gapes!” The wolf snarled as he came in Ademi’s fluck hole and was tied to the goat kid for a moment by his big canine knot….

      Dimius could only sob and plead for mercy as predator after predator mounted or mouth raped Ademi for what seemed like an eternity. He then screamed in horror as a cluster of otters showed up dragging a wooden pole among them….

     “PLEASE! PLEASE! KILL HIM! HE’S SUFFERED ENOUGH!” Dimius screamed over and over until he fell to the floor of his cage sobbing...”Please… he’s done nothing to any of you….please kill him...PLEASE!”

     Ademi had lost consciousness for a while...his limp body with cum flowing from his open mouth jerked and jumped as he was held off the ground by his waist by a lion who thrusted into him violently and deposited his seed with a roar! He then dropped the poor gang raped goat kid like a piece of worthless trash…

     An otter walked up to Ademi and pissed all over his head...”Deserving of a piece of snit prey mammal...” The otter snorted as he gestured to his fellows who stood wiping fat to the blunt end of a long wooden spit…

    “At least be thankful we decided not to cook you this time?” The otter snarled. Wilt a gesture of his paw, the otter commanded his fellows to brutally sodomize the goat kid with the thick wooden spit!

    “AAAAAAAAH!…..AAAAAAAH!…..” Ademi screamed and thrashed as he felt his abused tail hole tear to accept the wicked rape instrument as the otters expended their collective hate and rage on the innocent prey mammal….

    After minutes of horrible bloody pole sodomy….Ademi was thrown back into his cage minus his goat tail. An otter had chopped it off and was dancing with it before the mourning Dimius.

    “Was he your slut?” The Otter snickered. “Well you can have him back well flucked and gaped you filthy goat!”

   “AAAH!” Dimius cried and sobbed as he threw himself over his abused and tortured friend...”Ademi?…..Ademi? Speak to me….please? Please speak to me?”

    Ademi could only reply with faint moans as Dimius tried to stem the blood from the goat kid’s torn up tail hole and severed tail with a dirty rag. “Sob”….”I’m sorry Ademi...”sob” I’m sorry….if I could have ended your life….”sob”….we’ve been left to die...PAN YOU FLUCKEN BASTARD! I HOPE YOU ROT IN HADES! I HATE YOU!” Dimius screamed as he cradled his tortured friend and village mate in his arms.

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
7pm
The Castle of the Tusker Royals

      Bersalus pulled on Garay’s head tuft and stopped the wolf in his feral walk as the two mammals came back into the castle from their false trip for Garay to urinate. “To our left Sir? Look?” bersalus said with a slight gesture.

      Garay looked to see a large ram standing guard over a store room dressed in full hoplite armor with arms. The sword was a good size. The knife blade could be born by the Rabbit with ease as a sort of two handed sword. The javelin would come in handy…

     Garay bumped Bersalus in the shoulder...”Follow my lead bunny?”

    “Yes.” Bersalus replied as he made himself ready for what Garay might try.

         The white wolf went into a sudden scary crying and screaming fit with Bersalus chasing after him! “GET BACK HERE YOU DEFIANT LITTLE BASTARD!” The bunny snarled angrily as Garay backed himself up to and behind the startled Ram!

         “WHAT?!” The ram snapped as he felt the wolf trying to climb up his back! “YOU BUNNY! WHAT’S THE MEANING OF THIS?!” The ram screamed!

       “HOW DARE YOU DISOBEY ME YOU MISERABLE POT LICKING FILTH!” Bersalus snapped as he reached for and drew the Ram’s own knife from it’s sheath! “COME RIGHT HERE….RIGHT NOW YOU MANGY BASTARD!”

        “WHAT THE HELL?” The guard snapped as he took the knife from Bersalus. “What is your problem rabbit?!”

        “He refuses to “Bitch” for our royal highness the Prince! That’s what!” Bersalus snarled as he slapped the snoot of Garay...”YOU DISOBEDIENT SCRAP SCRAPER! GUARD! KILL THIS INSOLENT WOLF!”

        Garay cowarded as the Ram pulled his war sword! 

       “Just the opening I needed!” The white wolf snarled as he suddenly jumped to his feet, gripped the wrist of the Sheep’s sword arm, pulled the sheep’s dagger from it’s holster and thrust the blade strait through the throat!”

      Garay threw the dying mammal to the floor, ripped the sword from his hoof hand and chopped the head off with a swift stoke!

      “Masterfully done!” Bersalus said as Garay handed him the sheep’s knife.

     “Like wise.” Garay snarled as he started to pull the Hoplite armor off the dead sheep. “We have to act quick and get Cyprian his opportunity to get that gate open. What about the rest?”

    “I’d better get back there before suspicions start flying about my absence.” Bersalus huffed. “I’ll just say my cowardly little bitch of a wolf is having a crisis moment.”

   Garay smiled as he petted Bersailus. “Stay close to me back in Rome and we might go far together.” 

    “Absolutely kind Wolf.” Bersalus said as he took a piece of rope from the dead sheep and quickly fashioned a sling to wear the war knife behind his back. “Be careful whatever you plan?” He said to Garay with a waving paw.

    “Just poise the others to attack the moment you hear something is happening.” Garay replied with a nod.

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
7pm
The Castle of the Tusker Royals

        For Cyprian...movement by his feral form through the castle where he could easily hide himself was an advantage. He had to gain control of the winch house which opened the main gate into the city then figure out how to make it work for a fox his size, which was going to take some creativity. For a fox who spent most of his life as a whore in brothels...he wasn’t exactly a stupid piece of breeding meat. Fortunately….he was talented and beautiful enough to be put among nobility for some time, including opportunities to learn interesting things like mechanics and physics while being worn about the necks of larger mammals like the equines and deer as a sort of status adornment. How they seem to forget that a live fox had sharp ears and a very keen brain. Now he was going to have the chance to use those interesting skills to surmount the challenge of cracking the gate, which would allow the hopefully waiting Roman legion to come rolling into the city like a butcher’s cleaver.

       As he looked slowly into the winch house...Cyprian discovered that two large Mule Deer were tending to the hoof and paw controlled wheels, winches and ropes that operated the gate’s opening mechanisms….

     But yet? How would he even get close? Both deer were nicely armed with swords and daggers and they looked for their size to be in excellent physical shape. Cyprian hid himself quickly among a stack of clay pots to consider his chances. Then he came up with a crazy off the wall thought...perhaps his vulpine beauty could play a role….if he had the nerve to play it right.

    Curling himself until his snoot could touch his anus and his penis...Cyrpian decided it was a good time to “relieve himself” of some tension. 

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
Roman side of the Roana River
Main Roman encampment
7:30pm

      When Heisflay saw the huge Roman wolf enter the tent she went into pure terror and flight mode screeching and screaming that she’d been betrayed to her death fore sure by the soothing lies of that male rabbit….

     “My?” Caesar said as he took off his helmet and worked to remove his armor. “She’s a live choice Stefinus?”

      Stefinus walked towards Heisfly waving his paws….”It’s alright….no one will hurt yo, I promise? It’s alright…..shhhhh….”

     Caesar smirked. “Stefinus? You could at least cloth the poor female in a loin cloth or something of modesty?”

    “She needed a bath Excellency.” Stefinus said as he gently wrapped a towel around his new “partner”….might as well say that since slave marriage was not binding to him or her yet he held her tenderly as he soothed her with a paw… “Shhh….easy Heisflay?….Caesar’s not so intimidating without his armor?”

    “Bring her here?” The wolf commanded. “A wise choice? She has good bearing hips. Should bring you many kittens?”

     Heisflay thought for sure she was some sort of “Breeding bitch” to have her kittens ripped from her arms the moment they were born to be slaughtered for some religious soup, Yet Caesar waved his paw at her...”I am not without compassion. Stefinus here serves me well...is only fitting then that he should have company and comfort to so continue such a service to me. He has indeed chosen a beautiful flower among rabbits.”

     Heisflay slackened then threw herself at Caesar’s feet. “I am not deserving of mercy!”

      Caesar smirked at Stefinus. “Seems to me you need to sharpen your teaching skills? When I proclaim that I am not without mercy my dear female bunny? Let that be the truth. Just make Stefinus happy and your life will want nothing else. Caesar commands you.” 

      A noise at the tent flap beckoned Caesar’s attention. “Yes Legionnaire?” The big wolf asked the Wolf soldier.

     “Commander? We have an established beachhead on the other side though a very shaky one that the moment.” The wolf said with a chest salute.

      “Cohort Captain Secundus Labienus?” Caesar asked of the white tiger who had led the first wave across the river.

      “The scruffy cat lives.” The wolf soldier replied. “Don’t know how? Most of his troops are dead. The otters have also suffered grievously but you can’t say anything against their crazy courage.”

       Caesar turned to an hourglass near his bedding and groaned...”And nothing yet from Graylus? He is cutting time a little close.” Caesar then turned to Stefinus. “Stefinus? Go fetch Questriatus, tell him we need to double our efforts on the bridge no matter how thick the air gets with arrows and stones.”

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
Tusker side of the Roana River
Roman beach head
7:40pm

      How sad that the Roman works had to contain the bodies of so many comrades and enemy remains yet that mixed with all the debris everyone could toss onto the make shift wall did what it could do against Tusker attempts to throw them back into the river.

     Secundus turned to check on the poor little otter who’d been cut badly in his shoulder and was trying to work the broken tip of a wooden spear loose from his calf…

      “No no….” Secundus said as he petted the poor mammal. “Leave that in or you’ll bleed out.”

      “I can’t fight with it in?” The otter huffed.

     Secundus reached out behind him and pulled a sling shot from one of the bodies stacked against his back. “Here….fight with this?”

     The otter snorted like the Tiger was crazy...”Seriously? What the Hades is this going to do against an elephant?”

    “It will serve to distract him so we can kill him while he’s laughing or pissing all over you, at least you’re doing something so stop complaining?” 

     “At least it seems the Tuskers have run out of energy for a moment. I haven’t had a rest in six hours. All the swimming and launching arrows hurts after a while.” the otter said as he rested himself against Secundus’s side. “You don’t mind being a pillow do you?”

    “Not at all.” Secundus said. “Secundus from the family of  Labienus.”

   “Antares from the family of Gerik.” The Otter replied. “That is “if” I have a family left after this?”

   “Your whole family is fighting?” Secundus asked.

   “Mother, father and all 43 sons and daughters.” Antares replied. “I already know fifteen of my brothers are dead...two sisters...I saw what I think was my mother on a pike but….not sure. There’s a lot of females with red hair running around.”

   Secundus petted Antares. “If you should end up by yourself? You are more than welcome to come back to Rome with me? If we survive this mess.”

    “Sounds wonderful...” Antares said softly...”But I think….I think I’m going to die.”

    Secundus turned and pulled the otter closer to him. “Oh….don’t say that. You’re a little rough but you sound good. It won’t be long till Caesar crosses the bridge.”

     “No…..” Antares replied sounding weak….”I’m sure I’m not going to live another moment. If you’re hungry and need some nourishment? I’ll be available...though I must be honest? We otters are a little hard to chew.”

     “Don’t talk like that?!” Secundus snarled. “I’m not going to eat you! You are a comrade.”

     “Maybe I’ll make a good soup stock? Hmmm…wonder how I’d taste in a soup?” Antares said as he closed his eyes. “Do that? Cook me in a soup...at least I can continue to be of some use to the struggle.”

     “I’m not cooking you for anything.” Secundus snarled. “Don’t you dare die on me Antares? I like good conversations.”

The Zootopian Middle Age
Day three of the bridge crossing
Roman side of the Roana River
the food and slavery pens
7:40pm

      Ademi awoke in the arms of Dimius and felt the heavy pale of disgust and shame wash over him like a wave….he cringed and gritted his teeth, the disgusting taste of cum was still thick in his throat and on his breath…

     He slowly reached for the back of his rump and felt the sting and encrustation of puss and gross matter and dirt where his tail should have been. Then he slowly felt his hoof hand to his anus and felt the open hole where he’d been well raped.

    The only thing he now desired was death but there were no weapons to avail himself and nothing long enough that he could loop around his neck. Yet there was the bars of the cage? Perhaps enough for him to strangle himself.

    Then he looked at Dimius, who’d obviously been sore beaten and who probably suffered as Ademi was being gang raped unfathomable times over...the poor Goat looked at the cage bars, then to Dimius, then to the bars…

    “I can’t leave him alone.” Ademi sighed. “Maybe we’ll have the opportunity to die together?”

     Ademi slowly lowered himself back down against Dimius and cried against his chest which woke the black furred goat kid up….

    “Ademi?” Dimius said as he put his hoof hands to Ademi’s face. Ademi jerked himself away and looked away from his friend in shame….

   “I’m filth….” Ademi sobbed. “I want to die Dimius!”

   Dimius wrapped his arms around Ademi...”You can’t leave me by myself Ademi! You can’t!”

   “I would rather die than let them touch me again!” Ademi snapped. “I’ll chew my tongue off! I’ll bite their dicks till I rip them off but I will not be made their whore again!” Ademi cried into his hoof hands...”What’s the use of even praying any more? I’m just meat stock or worse….I just want to die.”

   Dimius sat back against the cage...”I must be absolutely elephanit ass ugly because I can’t get raped to save my butt.”

   “How could you speak so callously?!” Ademi snapped.

   “I’m me...I don’t intend to die. You don’t get revenge when you’re dead. Most of our village folk are already gone and so few of us are left. Besides you and I? I saw Calloe, Munios, Estarda, Karen, Penia, Mina….that’s it. They didn’t waste any time breeding Karen and Mina with the others. They’re leashed up and getting humped a lot and I dare think what’s going to happen to their foals.” Dimius said as he slowly grabbed Ademi’s shoulders….

   “We have to try to stay live for our village so it’s never forgotten and for ourselves...”I’m an ugly ass and you’re...well...badly cursed with good looks but at least we have two good brains? Between us we could at least breath and hope for a chance to escape. Besides? You kill yourself? I know you better.” Dimius huffed.

   “Oh you do?” Ademi snorted.

   “Yeah….I do.” Dimius replied. “You’re not one to dwell on things for too long. You promised you’d find out why that one goat kid got killed by the elders? Seems a mute point now but you didn’t follow through on that. In fact? There’s a lot of things you don’t follow through….like kissing….where did you learn to kiss? If you’re going to kiss another goat then you should kiss and not peck like a bird, you’re kissing skills absolutely…..”

    Ademi snatched Dimius by his cheeks and gave him a slow tongue sharing moist dance of mouth love….

   “Wow...” Dimius snickered as Ademi pulled back. “There’s hope for improvement! So? How does cat cock feel in the hump?”

   “Oh screw yourself on a tree stump Dimius?” Ademi snapped.

   “If you only knew Ademi.” Dimius replied as he rubbed his head on Ademi’s chest. “I’m glad you decided to stick around. And with a little thinking? Perhaps we can turn the tails on these predator bastards?”

End of Chapter 10