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In the depths of the Jungle

By: Kiki Kalani/Lapsa

The vibrantly colored tropical vixen walked along the old game trail, enjoying the beauty of nature found in the center of her island. The entire place was beautiful really, the island's livelihood depended on that fact...but the dense jungle in the middle was a way to escape from the stress of work, the loud crowds of tourists or vendors, and the occasional spat of trouble that would arise on the island. Kiki would come down in the jungle often to unwind, a little trip to herself normally lasting only a day before she would return to civilization.

She followed along the trail for a while, no one came this deep into the jungle anymore, and hadn't since the island was a colony. Nobody knew for sure how far into the jungle the trails went, nor had any really wanted or had the motivation to find out either. Kiki was with them in this mindset, she wasn't out for exploration, only to unwind. She eventually stopped along the path, finding a mostly flat large rock being bathed in sunlight through the dense overgrowth. Coming over to the rock it was just cool enough to be able to comfortably lay on it, which the vixen did.

She murred happily as she laid belly down on the warm stone, the heat seeping through even her skirt and Bikini top and warming her completely. It was so peaceful and relaxing after the stress of her job, the gentle heat mixed with the noises of the jungle helped to lull the vixen into a rest, leaving her unaware of a set of eyes watching her from not too far away.

When Kiki finally woke up she wasn't on the warm rock anymore, instead she was laying on a matt of leather in a dark hut. Her arms and legs were bound painfully tight and her mouth was muzzled by a cloth gag.

It took her a few moments to fully realize her situation, the more she woke up the more she would panic until she was in a full blown struggle trying to break the bindings or yell for help. She could barely see anything in the room, even after her eyes adjusted to the dark it just looked like an empty hut to her. In addition it was a fairly small structure, made out of wood and plant fiber.

Her thoughts raced as she continued grunting and struggling. "Where am I? Have I been captured by slavers? Tribals?" She, like most of the inhabitants of the island, had never had reason to go deeper into the center. Everything they ever could need was along the coast; trade, tourism, food. There were no vast deposits of ore or some other valuable resource in the middle. The only thing that served use to the civilized people of the coast was the natural beauty and its role in attracting tourists and grants.

Eventually the vixen's struggles attracted attention, the poorly made wooden door the hut slammed open. For a second Kiki was blinded by the light as it flooded in, she could hear footsteps approach her until they stopped. By the time her eyes adjusted she was standing face-to-face with a Jaguar women.

The women wasn't wearing much, a loincloth and some jewelry. Her large breasts were left exposed as was most of her body. Kiki blushed realizing the nudity of the women in front of her, her heart still racing with fear though. The women had a stern look on her face, seemingly examining the fox like one would an animal at a zoo. Kiki didn't dare to make a sudden movement with how vulnerable of a state she was in, but she did decide to try to talk through her gag.

The jaguar didn't seem too affected, merely twitching her ears a bit as she continued looking the vixen over. This 'inspection' went on for a few more minutes before Kiki suddenly felt herself be lifted up over the jaguar's back and out of the hut into the daylight again. The women was unusually strong, Kiki wasn't that heavy, but she wasn't light either and the women seemed to carry her with ease.

Outside Kiki could now see clearly she was in the midst of a tribal village. There were several wooden huts of various sizes set about the area, several young kittens played about, adults of both genders could be seen making weapons, simple clothes, traps, or conversing. Most of them didn't bat an eye to the vixen, having gotten their fill of her as she was brought into the village.

She was brought inside of one of the larger wooden structures. It was dimly lit by a contained fire in the center, around it were seats and she was placed at one of them. Opposite to her were three male jaguars, the female now sat beside Kiki in the circle. Each of the males was wearing the same style of loincloth, each were equally muscular in physique and coat.

The female slowly and gently removed the cloth gag from Kiki's muzzle, finally letting her speak as well as relax her sore jaw. "Hello...who are you? Where am I?" She had a bit of panic to her voice, but mostly tried to seem calm.

The males in front of her looked surprised at her words, almost alarmed. They spoke to each other in another language, and whispers at that. One of them finally spoke after a long silence. "You speak the tongue of the Red King Tribe...But you are not of them?" The male held a hand to his head, stroking his chin as he thought to himself.

Kiki was left baffled by this 'Red King Tribe', she didn't know how to respond though she could tell whomever it was it was something they feared. "N-no, I'm from the city at the coast...W-why did you all capture me? P-please let me go."

Her pleas fell on deaf ears, they didn't seem interested in releasing her any time soon. "We saw you sleeping, took you for us. The women of other tribes are our prize." A smirk came across his face as he spoke, though it only served to leave a chill running down Kiki's spine.

"W-what...y-you can't...th-they'll come looking for me you know. You can't keep me here, you have to let me go!" She said, hoping that maybe the threat of a search party coming after her would scare the group before her. Unfortunately for her the words she spoke had the opposite effect. Rather than being threatened into letting her go the middle male let out a loud roar, making the vixen shake.

"You think you can threaten us, female?!" He stood up now, walking over to Kiki as the vixen let out a whimper. "We do not fear anyone, we are the best warriors, the most skilled hunters! We have destroyed our rival tribes time and time again." He male was now right in front of her, his hands coming down to wrap around her throat and lift her up.

The vixen flailed her feet as she was choked, trying hard to gasp for breath as the angry male tightened his already firm grip. "We will destroy your pathetic tribe for your insolence, and anyone they send here. We will enslave your females and kill your males!" He roared again, about to snap her neck before the female stopped him, tugging on his arm and helping him to calm down enough to drop the vixen onto the floor.

Kiki gasped and shook with fear, looking up at the male who was still breathing heavily with her eyes full and filled with fear. The angry jaguar seemed to take satisfaction in seeing her that way, grinning to himself as he looked at her lying helpless on the ground. She couldn't even bring herself to speak, he had almost killed her and now he was smiling. "I think I will keep you for myself, the tribe can have the rest."

Kiki whimpered again, her ears going flat as she tried to squeak out a protest "N-no, l-let me go." He didn't even slow his stride to her, picking her up again though in a more gently way. He held the vixen in his arms like one would hold a child, carrying her off with him to his own hut. This time as she was brought out she would attract quite a bit of attention, she just closed her eyes and whimpered.

He came into his hut and set her down on a matt similar to the one she had first woken up on, though this one seemed much fresher and had primitive pillows off to the side. The male's eyes seemed to let off a faint glow as he looked down at the still-bound and helpless vixen beneath him. "It has been many ages since any warrior in our tribe has been able to take a harem...you will be the first in mine...Help me bear many fine warriors for the future."

She shook her head. "N-no, p-please...please let me go." She looked down from him and pulled on her bindings, sobbing a bit. Her noises where cut short though as she felt a heavy foot press down on her throat, the male was no longer smirking, but was now baring his teeth.

"The first thing you will learn, is that you belong to me now. You will not speak unless I give you permission or if it is to tell me how much you worship and admire me or this tribe." He kept his foot pressed to her throat, digging his claws into it and drawing blood. "You WILL bare my children and serve me now." He finally let his paw up, leaving the vixen to gasp for air and yelp in pain.

"Now ..." He lifted the vixen again to adjust her so that her ass would be facing straight up at him, her head against the matt that she was laying on. "I'm going to use my new trophy. And it will keep quiet unless it is begging for more." He chuckled as he used his sharp claws to rip the skirt and panties from her, giving her a few cuts in the process though he didn't seem to mind much.

Kiki let out a whimper, her virgin holes now exposed to the male. Her tail instinctively moved between her let's to try to give herself some cover or protection from his gaze. It didn't hinder him much though, the male quickly grasped at its base and jerked it away firmly making Kiki let out a sharp yelp of pain. She hung her head down now with her last line of defense gone.

"You will come to enjoy being bred by your Master." The male let out a growl before rubbing his erect barbed member against her virgin sex, teasing the lips as he leaned down over her. "Not that your enjoyment matters anymore, you are just a toy now." He gave her a thrust, plunging his member into her depths. The vixen let out a loud yelp, the barbs of the jaguar's cock scraping painfully against her tight walls to the point of making her eyes tear up. The male only seemed to reveal in her reaction though, starting to slowly fuck her while his hands went to explore and fondler her body, eventually making their way down to her nether where he started to slowly tease her clit.

The vixen moaned and squirmed in the grip of the male, the pain starting to fade to an unwanted pleasure at the motions of his hand, her tight hole still being stretched and scrapped all the while. "Already starting to enjoy yourself? Haha, Slut!" His words echoed in her mind, a sickening feeling growing in her at them. She couldn't hold back another moan though, a whimper following it as she heard just how much the male was enjoying her body's reaction to his teasing and fucking.

His fingers teased her with surprisingly experienced motions, quickly bringing her to the edge of climax and then stopping. Combined with the assault from his member it was almost maddening, her mind muddling as she struggled to fight out the thoughts of how good it felt for him to take her. Again and again she was brought to the edge of climax, but kept away from it. As if he could sense she was nearing her limit he would back away.

"Beg for my load, slut!" He roared, his cock throbbing and twitching inside of her as his own orgasm built. He seemed to wait for her to respond, though all she could do is weakly shake her head and let out a moan, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of her begging. Hearing her silence made him growl. "You are getting it whether you beg or not, but I will not reward disobedience!" He roared as he hit his orgasm. The vixen moaned out too, feeling an unnaturally large load of thick, hot seed fill her womb and pussy, some even flowing out as he continued to fuck her. She felt so close herself, but just as soon as she was about to have her release he pulled out, leaving her with an empty feeling despite being full of his warm spunk.

"I will not let you experience pleasure until you beg for it." The male says, looking down at the vixen as she collapses onto her side, shuddering and squirming, each movement causing her pleasure with the thick load in her. She was moaning and panting, her tongue lolled out as her mind lost itself to her desire, her need , to cum. But when the vixen went to pleasure herself, she felt firm hands pull her own away before they could even reach her nether, a growl half-breaking her from her lust-induced trance.

"What did I say, slut? No cumming, no rewards for disobedience." The words made Kiki whimper needingly, her hands weakly trying to get free from his grip, her legs rubbing together to try to get anything at all to help her climax. "P-please, I-I need to cum...Please!" Kiki's whimpers made the jaguar smile again, a sadistic grin lighting up his face. "Yes, beg for it, beg your Master to let you cum!"

"Please M-Master~ Please let me cum~!" Kiki said, mind half breaking at just her need for release, whimpers and moans escaping her as she looked with a lustful needy gaze at the male before her. The male laughed and leaned in close, pushing his nose against hers and making her shudder as his hot breath blew across her fur.

"No."

The words almost made Kiki shatter. There would be no release for her, in more ways than one. The male let go of her arms, letting out a growl at her as if to let her know that going against his words would be a mistake. Her mind was too muddled to resist his will. She let her hands drop to her sides, slowly letting the arousal fade as his thick load took hold within her.

"You will learn your place, if you haven't already."

The vixen's life was slowly shaped and molded to fit her new role, her new purpose. Each time she was fucked she hated it less and less, each time she was brought to orgasm a part of her faded away, each load of cum swallowed brought her more reverence for her new masters, and her Master. She learned to be quiet, to be dumb. Punishment helping to further push her into her new life. As the weeks passed and her belly grew she lost herself, becoming no more than what she was called, a toy, a slut.

The End