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By Skipai © 2020

Jarn felt the pain against his snout as the large feline fist smacked down against it, the splatter of blood landed onto the hay floor as the rodent spat out against the large light brown foot paw and swore. This only brought on another hit to the side of his head, the rat felt his earring loudly and he spluttered. "Alright, alright. Stop it!"

The large seven foot tall lion stepped back as the male wiped his large paw with a towel, the lions that stood around the rat all wore suits bar the one that had been hitting him, this male was topless while the shirt, tie and suit jacket hung up on a hook within the stalls.

This part of the racecourse was quiet, Jarn had spent the last hour having his torso and face punched while he was tied down to a tall bench, his legs and arms strapped to the legs.

"Let's try this again, shall we?" The four-foot-tall meerkat stepped to the front and grabbed the rodent harshly with his hand, the claws dug into the skin as he glared eye to eye with the rodent. "Where's my money?"

Jarn blinked at the meerkat as he shook his head. "I don't have it." Which was true, the rodent thought back to dropping the cash off as another that helped him, collected the money.

The meerkat frowned and looked to the taller lion again as he nodded his head. With a sigh, the lion flung the towel over his right shoulder and came back up to where the tied rat was and then punched the rodent on top of his head as Jarn grunted. Another punch came in as it slammed against his already swollen nose and Jarn moved his jaw about before he spat out a tooth. "It was taken!" He yelled out as the meerkat raised his hand and the large lion stopped mid-swing and stepped back.

Jarn was in a lot of trouble, the rat knew this as he looked at the meerkat and cursed to himself silently. If he had known this meerkat owned this establishment, he would not have robbed the takings.

The meerkat was known as a great businessman, always in the right place at the right time to make profit. A high roller and very well connected, even when he made the worst acts against others to get over them. None of the stuff managed to get out, the meerkat had a large operation as other high in society did not know that they were all being manipulated by a mafia boss.

"So, who has it?" The meerkat asked as he looked at his watch, then stared at the upper reach of his eye while his head still looked down at his wrist. "Come on, you know it's over. Not only did you owe me money, but you thought you would get the funds to pay me back by robbing my own place? Are you stupid, didn't you know this was one of mine?"

The rat spat again as he lowered his snout down, heaving heavily now and answered. "One from my crew, you already know this." The rat looked back up again and spat out as hard as he could, but the red blood-filled spit landed short from the polished shoes of the meerkat. "Why don't you get to the real questions and get this over with, dust ball."

That got the meerkat's attention as he glared back, a hint of anger showed up in his face and then it went again. "Oh no, I'm not going to get myself all bloodied with your blood. But you are right, who told you to hit this place?"

At last, the right question came to the rodent as he grinned back at the meerkat. "Lesnor, he told me about this place." The meerkat growled as he heard the name, someone that the meerkat knew, and it was from a rival gang.

"And how much were they going to get from this hit?" The meerkat asked, the small form quivered in anger as he looked at the bloodied face of the rat, tied down on his stomach on the bench that was used to get semen from horses. Jarn grinned, even though it hurt to do so. "Half, wouldn't be surprised if that Hyena has it by now."

The meerkat turned around and swore, the four lions in the stall all looked at him as the meerkat took in quick breaths in and out before he calmed down, rolled his shoulders and then calmly adjusted his suit. "You know, I was going to just get them to throw you onto the side of the road, somewhere in the middle of the desert. An empty bottle but hundreds of miles from anywhere. A fighting chance, you know."

The meerkat did not turn around as Jarn listened to the short male continue to speak. "That was until now. By the end of this, you are going to wish that were all that was going to happen to you. Now if you excuse me, I have to go say hello to the King." And with that, the meerkat adjusted his tie, looked to the lion on the right of him and nodded before he left the stall.

Jarn saw one of the lion's head out of the stall as the rodent looked about the room as best as he could and rested his head back down, at least they were not hitting him again. With a painful grunt, the rat sighed as he felt the sore jaw press against the leather stuffed bench and closed his eyes. Jarn was going to take any respite to rest, no matter what sort of pain he was in at the time.

The sound of the barn opened as a large black horse was led in by a stoat, the large lion could be seen outside. Jarn could see that the horse was wet, the nostrils were still open wide as the large male horse breathed in heavily, just after running in a race. The loud sound of the horseshoes hit the floor of the barn and the rodent raised a brow.

One of the large lions came over and knelt in front of the rodent as he spoke. "Take it like a man okay or we're going to have to silence you." The rat looked and made to ask what before he opened his eyes wide towards the lion and heard the large feline added. "No offense but you pissed him off for the last time."

"He can't be serious!" Jarn yelled out and felt the sharp pain as his head connected with the larger lion's skull, the eyes spun out bright lights after being headbutted and the rodent stopped yelling.

The lion reached out as another male walked over and handed him a leather muzzle. The rat squirmed his head around, but a large feline paw stopped him as the lion right in front of him slipped it on, only two pointy tubes that slipped into his nostrils. The tight feeling of the leather mask kept his muzzle shut tight and Jarn found he was unable to make much of a sound, bar a few muffle noises that were barely audible.

The stoat gently pulled the warm coat off from the horse as he patted it with his hand. "Good boy, you've done very well for our master today. So much he's giving you a nice gift." The stoat gently removed the harness from around the head of the horse as it whinnies, a foot stamped onto the floor as the metal horseshoe brushed some hay backwards. The sound of the rodent could be heard, just above a whisper but in fact Jarn was screaming for them to stop.

Another lion headed out of the barn to stand alongside the other as the two lit a cigarette, then began to smoke as the barn door was closed, then locked from the inside.

The stoat walked to a spray bottle and grabbed it; the male whistled to himself as he shook the bottle a few times before he started to spray the backside of the male rat. Jarn could feel the cold substance being sprayed against his backside as the end of the sprayer was pressed against his anus, slipped in slightly and the stoat gave a fair few long sprays as the rat felt wetness inside his bottom. The anus muscle shook as it was pulled out and the stoat moved to the side and stood with the rest of the lions that remained in the room, then leant against the barn stone wall.

Jarn was now smelling like a mare on heat, the rat squirmed about as he fought against his bindings, the tail tried to move but was firmly tied down to the side of the bench, his pink anal ring was in full view at the big black stallion sniffed, the scent made his nose flared up and the large head moved down to give a sniff at the rat's backside.

The rodent went still, fear had gripped him as he could feel that wet, warm breath of the horse blowing over his backside and balls, the rat felt himself pissing as urine splashed out from his flaccid penis, the yellow substance ran down the leather end of the bench before it splattered down onto the floor, it slowly formed a puddle as the male horse whinny again as the big fat stallion cock began to slip out from between his legs.

The lions and stoat watched as the horse moved about on the barn floor, the head still breathing in the female mare scent as the large cock flopped out as it hung there, thick pre started to drip from the head. And then it flared up as the muscles made that thick penis stand firm. It was if the rodent that had been laid out on top of the bench. Slowly the sound of the hoofs moved, and the big black stallion took a step closer.

The weight of the horse made Jarn tense up as he continued to cry out in the muzzle but his mouth couldn't open enough to make the right noise, then he felt the hot body of the horse press down onto him as his breath was pushed out from this noise, the mask whistled from the narrow tubes. Then the feeling of that large head, hot and wet with pre-press against his backside as it stretched the buttocks apart.

The strong muscled back legs of the stallion shifted as the back feet moved again, the strong blood-filled horse dick pushed more against the small anus as the horse moved his body a bit further along the rodent. Then the rat lifted his head up as that large thick head started to slip into his tight back passage.

Jarn felt the stinging from his behind as that large thick round head popped in, the small trail of blood began to run down the pink fleshy underside of the rodent as it stained his large swollen balls, that stung from all the hits to them earlier that day from the lions.

The horse though, still with the mare scent in his head, pushed more of his shaft into the rodent as Jarn screamed in the mask, but to those outside it was a quiet noise as that thick stallion shaft sunk more into the tight backside as the muscle stretched around the penis.

Once the stallion found a place to hold onto with his front legs, the horse began to buckle his back legs so that the cock slipped in and out of the tight abused anus, the lions and stoat watched as the big horse raped the rat as that cock slurped in and out from the backside as the rat's blood and shit started to pull out. The black shaft of the horse stained with the mess as more of that penis slipped in from the now abused hole in the rodent's backside.

With loud grunting sounds, the horse continued to mate his mare, the need to breed the female underneath him, so tight, so warm that it made the beast crazy with lust as his strong back muscled tensed up while he slammed his cock in and out of the smaller person underneath. The large heavy balls swung back and forth, then they began to slap against the abused balls of the rat that made Jarn feel sick.

And the rat did throw up as his mask filled up quickly, vomit shot out from his nostrils as it squirted in a thin line out into the air to splatter down onto the floor, the rest managed to squirt out so that it ran down his neck. The rodent felt his mouth full of his vomit, panic set into him as his entire body tightened up and the horse above him made a loud whinny noise as his cock throbbed back in return, the sound of cock slipping in and out noisily. Jarn blew his nose hard as he cleared his nose from any vomit and breathed in again while he moved the rest of what was in his mouth again before reluctantly, he swallowed it back down again. The rat felt his balls scream out in pain as the larger, heavier balls slammed into him time after time.

Shit and blood splattered onto the ground, the sound of the horse moved his back foot about as it tried to gain more traction while it huffed and puffed loudly, nostrils flared, drool coming from the lips as the thick round barbs around the head enjoyed the bumps and squeezes to his cock from the fleshy insides of the rodent

And then the horse grunted loudly, the sounds got bigger and louder before the horse climaxed inside the rat, the thick spurts of the spunk quickly filled up the intestines as Jarn felt his body lifted up a bit from the bench as his belly swelled out and then a painful feeling came over him down there until his already stretched anus muscle gave way as the thick white sticky horse spunk shot out as it crashed down onto the stable floor, stained with shit and blood, the horse back legs shook as the stallion continued to pump his load into the heated mare.

Once the horse had finished, it slowly pulled out and dismounted, leaving the rat to lie on the bench with a wide hole in his backside, the amount that had stretched was too much for his anal muscles to contract back right now. To those that stood there as the horse moved around, his cock stained as cum dripped form the shaft and moved over to where the stoat was who smiled and patted him on the side of the head, then led him to another part of the stall as he spoke. "Good boy, let's get you something to eat, hmm?" Jarn though, from the pain, passed out just after that.

When the rat came about again, he groaned loudly while inside a dark place, he had been untied as his eyes looked about and groaned as he felt the tight compartment bounce about. He felt about with his hand paw and noticed that he was inside a boot of a vehicle. The sound of the engine came to a stop as the rat waited, then the bright hot sunlight shone down onto him as large feline paws grabbed him and pulled him out from the trunk.

Jarn felt himself being thrown to the hard dry soil ground, the various dry plants about the place, a dried sun washed skeleton skull stared back at him and then an empty plastic bottom landed just in front of him as it bounced onto the ground.

The sound of feet moved about behind him, the sound of doors closed, before the stench of the exhaust came to life as the vehicle engine turned on and he heard the vehicle drove away. Slowly, Jarn got up onto his legs and shielded his eyes as he looked about, the rodent reached behind with his other hand and felt something soft and squishy, then he looked at the bulge sticking out from his belly, the rat was naked and with another press again he knew he had a butt plug up his backside, a soft one, enough so that he didn't notice it. That worried him as he pressed it gently again and then he pulled his hand back to the front as he saw the plastic bottle.

The rat bent down to pick it up as he looked at it, turned the top until it came off and he held his penis before he slipped it in and then urinated into the plastic bottle as his piss filled the container up.

As he pissed he looked about, saw which way the small shadows was and he turned around to the left, pulled the bottle from his dick, replaced the top and then he started to walk, awkwardly as now he felt the but plug shift about inside of him, while the fresh urine splashed about in the bottle. Jarn started his journey, not knowing if he would make it back to civilisation or not. Overhead he heard a noise and saw some buzzards flying in circles above him and with a determination in his eyes, the rodent continued to walk.