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A big burly paw swatted sleepily at the buzzing alarm clock, and after a few misses finally made contact, silencing it. Blue eyes peered from behind half closed lids, a grunt rumbling from under the covers where an ursine muzzle poked out. Quiet...well almost, the faint sound of rhythmic breathing could still be heard, along with the more distant hum of a neighbor's lawn mower.

Covers were quickly flung, exposing a joyful, and nude panda. Mugs as he was called, who had only moments ago been dreading leaving his bed, was now gleefully bouncing upon the mattress, causing the figure next to him to shift and bounce as well. A startled yelp of fear pierced the room as the blankets were torn off a very surprised and semi-slumbering lion.

"What in the Goddess's name!?" shouted the feline as his face quickly went from fear to annoyance. He had no time to shout anything else before Mugs was on top of him, smothering him with snuggles and kisses.

"Happy anniversary, Blake" came the replied whisper of his boyfriend as he nuzzled into the cat's neck, his large black and white chest bunched up close to the more muscle bound torso of the lion.

In fact the physical differences of the two males was quite pronounced in many ways. Mugs was your typical panda in most respects, the kind you would see on some "Save the Anthro" poster that littered the streets of the nearby city. His belly rotund, and thighs as thick as barrells. Many people often wondered how indeed pandas got so large from a diet of almost entirely of bamboo. Mugs was a hint shorter than others of his species, topping out at exactly six feet and always dwarfed by Blake's towering frame of seven foot. Between those massive thighs laid another difference, well not so much laid at the moment, rather jutting into the side of his lion partner. A thick and achingly erect cock was doing it's own nuzzling, along with leaving a sticky trail of panda pre matted into the feline fur. This prick was different then other Anthro's as it did not hide in a sheath, in fact it resembled more the shape of the human species, even lacking a foreskin that many of those had as well. Easily eleven inches long and as thick as a soda can, and positioned atop of a lovely set of plump panda balls.

What Mugs possessed in joyful squishiness, Blake made up for with rigid muscles. He was the epitome of sculpted manliness, the embodiment of honed and perfected masculinity. Blake had one philosophy, there was no such thing as too much gym. In fact it was ALL the lion did after he lost his job three years ago. Mugs was all too happy to take on a second job to support them both, anything he could do to keep his lover happy. Unlike the "eager" greeting the panda cock was giving him, Blake's own member sat hidden away inside a golden furred sheath, the loving attention he was receiving not even stirring his concealed fourteen inch monster. Just when you thought a male could not be any more gifted, one only had to look below that monstrous sheath to take note of those grapefruit sized kitten makers that could barely be contained by the elastic flesh of his scrotum.

"Yes, five...glorious years. Don't you have work today? You know I don't like to get up before eleven" the snarky lion replied before rolling onto his side, reaching for the discarded blanket. Mugs seemed oblivious to the tone in Blake's voice, instead looking up to the ceiling now, a smile plastered on his muzzle as he gleefully thought of the surprises he had planned.

"Alright, you go back to sleep cranky pants, just remember to be ready and dressed when I get home tonight. Those reservations at Ca Mia were not easy to come by!" Mugs reminds him before giving the already half asleep lion a kiss on his cheek and exits the bed, grabbing his clothes and a towel and making his way downstairs to the bathroom.

As soon as he heard the water running the lion's paws quickly snaked out from under the blankets and grabbed for his cell phone he left charging on the night stand. His fingers moving deftly over the screen and a mischievous grin forming along his muzzle. He didn't even notice the window opening or the tiger slipping into the room until he felt teeth on his balls! NOMNOMNOM! :3

"He is going to be so excited" thought the panda as he washed himself briskly. He had gotten the evening off from his second job and had saved up the last year of overtime he had accumulated to purchase his lover the weight bench of his dreams. He just had to make it through his day job then zip over to the gym equipment store, stop by the florist, and a quick dash into the card shop and he would have all he needed to make this the best anniversary ever. "Have a good work out, sweetie! I will see you tonight for dinner!" called out Mugs as he grabbed his coffee to go and slipped out to his car, the lion upstairs not even bothering to respond.

Mugs arrived to work at his normal promptness of fifteen minutes early. More than enough time to make his rounds and wish all his co-workers a wonderful and productive day. He was easily the most loved worker at "Stripes and Spots Stationery Ltd", often bringing in donuts and always a card for each and every birthday and special occasion. When he finally made it to his cubicle he noticed his friend and co-worker Sandra wasn't at her desk, nor was her computer even turned on. "Hey Robert, where is our spotted feline friend Sandra? She didn't call out again did she?" Mugs asked while peeking over his faux cubicle wall to the beaver next to him. "Sure did, and man the boss is pissed off. That is the third time this month" mumbled the beaver as he pushed his bifocals up against the bridge of his nose. Mugs sighed heavily and slumped into his chair, large fingers clicking against the keyboard as he went about checking and double checking recent orders and cancellations.

Noon rolled around quickly, the hard working panda setting down his phone after a lively conversation about the fondness of ball point over inkwell pens. A well dressed otter lazily made his way to Mugs's cubicle. "It's a slow day Mugs, why don't you take the rest of the afternoon off. You're one of the only ones who never calls out and never arrives late, anyways. You will have to take it without pay though I am afraid." the otter says dryly. Normally Mugs would've put up quite the stink about being sent home and missing out on half a day pay, but given the circumstances he simply thanks his boss and shut down his computer, giving his fellow employees a wave and skipped merrily out the door.

Mugs eases his car into their garage, a place neither of them ever actually parked. He shuts off the engine and rests his head against the steering wheel. The big bruin takes a few breaths, he had been running around nearly all afternoon, yet still managed to get home before Blake. "This is perfect, I will hide in the linen closet in the bathroom. Blake will come in for his normal post workout shower and I can slip in with him, surprise him and maybe even get a little cock....Goddess it has been too long since I have had any of that. After I will give him the flowers and card and lead him back to the garage to see his present. He will have to put it together though, I am no good at building shit." and with that the plan was set in motion, the panda slipping down to his boxers and stowing himself away in the linen closet. His ursine length already half hard in anticipation.

He had halfway dozed off while leaning against a particularly soft stack of towels, when he heard the front door open and a set of keys being tossed onto the coffee table. Mugs does a last minute self grooming, smoothing out his belly fur and his little round ears. He had always been a bit self conscious when it came to being naked, even in front of his lover of five years. He peeked out the slightly ajar door, smirking to himself as the sweaty and naked lion wanders into the bathroom just as he predicted. Mugs was not worried about Blake going to the towel closet and finding him, not at all. The lion never used a towel, preferring instead to drip dry himself all over their house, no matter how many times Mugs asked him not to. He quickly pushed the upsetting thought from his mind, this was their day and it was going to be perfect. He stared longingly at the nude form of his boyfriend, eye fucking every inch of his masculine beauty. The panda's eyes settling a long time on those dangling cub makers, they hung even lower now after the felines strenuous work out. Mugs contained a growl of approval and lust as he reached down, spreading the fly of his boxers and fishing out his now quite needy prick.

Blake opened the shower door, testing the water and stepping inside, muscles instantly relaxing as hot water released the tension he had voluntarily built up. Mugs was just about to open the door of his hiding spot and join his partner, when he heard the front door opening again. He quickly takes a step back and releases his cock, his mind reeling with thoughts of "Burglar!" and "Shit my mom stopped by, when will she learn to knock!". Though those thoughts are quickly washed away when a lithe, spotted, and obviously female body enters the room. Mugs was ready to bust through the door and confront the intruder, until Blake spoke. "Sandra? Is that you? What took you so long?" questioned the bathing lion as he opened the shower door, standing naked and expossed to who Mugs now knew was in fact his so called "sick" co-worker. "I hate having to park so far away! You know he won't be home till late and I will be long gone." replied the irritated cheetah. "We still have neighbors you know, can't take any chances. Now hurry up and get in before we waste all the hot water." commands Blake as he reaches down to wiggle his fat sheath at her.

"Now you sound just like him, always whining about the environment and shit." she retorts while quickly tossing her clothes aside. Mugs had to admit she was a beautiful specimen of the female species, much more suited for the likes of Blake then he was. The panda's ears had flattened to his head, his hands hung limply at his side as he wished with all his heart that at any moment his love would snap out of whatever spell this she-bitch had put on him and hastily kick her from their home. His wish never came true, instead he watched. Watched as they laughed and splashed about, as they kissed and growled out their desires. He watched her bathe him, hands working down his sculpted torso, over his mountainous pecs, and even to scrub his quickly swelling and emerging lion cock.

He continued to watch but his mind had retreated within itself, voices and laughter fading into nothingness, replaced instead by his own inner thoughts. "I should've stayed at work. I should of bought him a bigger present...a new car in fact! I could've joined the gym with him, lost this belly. I wasn't good enough for him, this is all my fault. I gave her my address, we had her over for dinner!" the panda continued to privately berate himself, eyes never leaving the sight of those perfected feline bodies, even as she knelt and obediently bobbed her head back and forth over Blake's mighty cock.

Mugs had zoned out for quite sometime, it was the absence of the sound of water that brought him back to reality. Blinking away the tears that had welled up in his eyes, he watches the giggling couple leave the bathroom and head upstairs to the bedroom...HIS bedroom. Laughing and swatting at each others rears as they dripped water over HIS floor.

It should be noted now that pandas are loveable creatures, and Mugs was certainly no exception to this. Often preferring solitary lives, and enjoying the simple pleasures of existence. Make no mistake though, pandas are still bears, and everyone knows...or well should, that bears are not to be fucked with. It was in this very instant that the barriers of love, kindness, and generosity that Mugs had built up over the years, came tumbling down in a writhing mass of vengeance and righteous justice.

Mugs ripped off his last shred of clothing and stalked his way upstairs, following the sounds of treacherous love making. "This is my house, that is my cat, and no two bit slut of a cheetah is going to show me up." thought the bruin as he stood outside the door, his eyes transfixed on the adulterous actions inside.

Sandra was in the exact position that Mugs would take on the rare occasion when Blake would Fuck him, hands gripping the sheets, chest pressed into the mattress and ass lifted high into the air. Blake however was in completely different form then what Mugs was used to. Instead of the lackluster holding of the hips and barely felt thrusts, the lion was in full feral mating form. His claws extended, one hand digging Into her upturned ass while the other entwined in her long hair, yanking her head back and forcing a yowl from her throat. The herculean feline was thrusting madly into her spread cunt, his pink cock flesh glistening in their combined juices.

Mugs quickly found himself once again hard and generously leaking his pre onto floor, hell it was his house and he would make all the mess he wanted to. He Licked his chops while focusing on the muscled ass of his former lover, and below that those large, pendulous kitty orbs slapping against the mound of the wanton slut below him. Something caught the pandas eye, something that made him growl out loud. He could see the tell tale trembling of the muscular calves on Blake, this meant only one thing, the lion was going to cum and this pissed off ursine would be damned if that slut would be the one to cause that last hurrah of the soon to be whimpering "king of the jungle"

Mugs kicked the door open, the force of it removing the hinges and snapping the breeding couple from their lust filled trance. Both their muzzles fell open, Blakes sloppy prick slipping from the cheetahs used up snatch with loud "schlorp". Sandra pulled the claw shredded sheets over her top half, inadvertently leaving her gaping hole exposed.

"Happy anniversary, my love" belted out the obviously furious panda. The two cats were so taken off guard neither had registered that the bear was naked and sporting his own raging boner.

"Mugs... Baby... I can explain..." the lion muttered out.

"Oh so can I, let me take a stab at it. I have given you five years of my life, I took you from the streets and gave you everything you could need or want. I gave you my heart and all of my money, and this is how I find you on our special day." snarled the bruin.

"Mugs, don't blame Blake..." Sandra started to speak.

"Oh I don't just blame him... Let me assure you now you loose cunt bitch, I blame you just as much. When is the last time you actually Did your own quarterly report? How many times have I saved your ass? You wouldn't have a job if it wasn't for me. Not to mention when you and your pussy of a husband needed a cosigner for your car, I put my ass on the line for you." Mugs bellows out and points a claw tipped finger at her. "Get off my bed and plant your ass on the floor. Don't think about leaving, if you even try it will be the end of your job and your marriage. As you watch I want you to think of all the ways I am going to make you pay."

Mugs looked back at Blake and noticed the lions gaze was on the bear cock that was twitching in the open air. "Why... Are you naked?" inquired the adulterous lion.

"Oh you've actually taken notice of me for once? How novel of you. You're going to find out soon enough, you can start by crawling over here and showing your little slut friend how good of a cocksucker you are." Mugs commanded.

The lion growled and showed his teeth, fur standing on end as his masculinity was challenged. "Fuck you, so you finally caught me, get over it." retorted the kneeling lion, but he was quickly cut off by the jubilant laughter of the panda.

Mugs clutched his belly and laughed heartily. He motions to the door. "Then leave and take everything you own with you... Oh... You don't own anything do you? The car you drive, the clothes you wear, the food you eat, and the pot you shit in is all owned by me. You have no family, no job and nowhere to go. Do you think this whore's husband will let you live with them after I tell him you were just fucking his wife?" This Mugs inquired, watching the once proud lions posture and ears sink lower and lower with each dose of reality. "There we go, and a bit of humility. Now I said crawl over here and show your little slut how good you such your panda's cock, or get out." orders the domineering panda yet again, knowing he had the feline by the balls.

A few seconds passed as Blake weighed his options. He gave a quick glance to the crying cheetah on the floor and dropped to his hands and knees, slowly crawling his way closer to his once timid lover. He quickly picked up the smell of aroused bear as he got closer and closer.

Mugs smirked to himself at his first of many to come victories over his new toy. He reaches down and hefts his meaty cock into the air and brings it down with a "thud" on the bridge of the lions nose. He drags the dribbling head over the short fur there, matting it down with musky pre. He sneers down at the glowering feline.

"Time to learn what you been missing all these years." chides the malicious bear and with that he grabs the lion's jaw and yanks it open while the other paw shoves the onyx cock to the back of the startled cats throat. There would be no romance or foreplay, just his bitch learning his place. The paw that had opened the jaw was now holding it closed, keeping that fat log of meat lodged nicely in the unskilled muzzle. He moves his hips, fucking the muscle bound cats face, dragging his dick back and forth over that rough tongue.

Sandra watched from the floor with watery eyes. The virile male she had moments ago been taking a pounding from, was now gagging helplessly on the cock of someone she would of never had expected harbor such a primal side. She could not help but notice her juices begin to flow, dampening the carpet she set on.

Blake closed his eyes, mind reeling with feelings of humiliation and thoughts of how much things had just changed within five minutes time. He thought maybe if he could just make Mugs cum, then all this would be over. He began to suckle and slurp, dragging his tongue along the underbelly of the invading cock, feeling each protruding vein asking with the throbbing of the pulse.

"Oh look who decided to try something new for a change. First time for everything I suppose, but it damn well won't be the last, I assure you." berates the panda. He lets go of the muzzle and slides his saliva coated cock out with a pop, then slaps it against both his cheeks, giving Sandra Quite the little show. He pushes the lion away and chuckles when he sees him sigh with relief. "Oh you're not done yet, kitty.on your back and legs in the air, time see if you can take a fuck like you were given little miss slut down there."

Blake hesitated again, even add he watched the large bear kneel in the bed, paw stroking his meat. He knew winter was coming and he had nowhere to go and not a dollar to his name.He also knew there was no guarantee that mugs would let him stay after either. He laid on his back, his own cock soft but still hanging outside his sheath, resting gently against his taut belly. This time he does not look to Sandra, far too embarrassed to see her face, instead lifting his huge kitten makers of of the way and lifting his knees to his chest, giving mugs a long overdue look at his tight little tail star.

Sandra whimpered softly as she watched the lion willingly give over what she knew was an unclaimed treasure.she also kicked her lips and snaked a dainty paw between her legs to rub her awfully empty pussy.her whimper brought the attention of mugs, his sneering smile meeting her gaze.

"Starting to doubt which of us you seduced? As if I'd ever stick my cub maker in your nasty cunt."He jeered at her before rocking Blake backwards, lifting that muscular ass into the air and spitting down on the hole, not to provide lubrication for what was to come, but merely degrade him more. Mugs pressed the leaking head of his cock against the virgin pucker, smiling mischieviously as the tight hole began to give way. "Well, that is enough adjusting..." he mutterd as he drew his hips back and slammed them forward again, impaling the stunned feline in a single thrust.

Blake roared as pain overtook his senses, firey burning flaring around and inside his no longer untouched hole. He tried unsuccessfully to push the intruding cock back out, only serving instead to massage and urge on his former boyfriend into pressing in even harder. The lion held his breath, hoping and praying the pain would subside, wondering how Mugs had taken his even larger dick for all these years.

"That's a good cocksleeve!" Mugs taunted down at Blake. His hips moving back and forth, sawing his cock in and out of the defeated muscle fur. "Should of done this a long time ago, always letting you have all the fun." He thought outloud, the tight warmth that enveloped his male hood unlike anything he had felt before. He pushed the lion's knees down further, framing the feline face with them and allowing him to go balls deep with each powerful plunge.

Sandra moaned as quietly as she could, her thumb and forefinger giving her clit a needy squeeze. Her other paw cupping and fondling her breasts as she watched the primal display of dominance between bruin and cat. she no longer thought of Blake's cock plowing its way into her, but instead that heavy log of panda dick that she would be surely denied.

Mugs grabs the upturned ankles in front of him, lifting those strong legs over his shoulders and exposing Blake's embarrassing secret. The once proud lion was as hard as he had been only a short time earlier when fucking his boyfriend's co-worker. "Settling into your new position of cockwhore quite nicely I see." mocked the now furiously fucking bear. He reaches down and grabs the slab of lion meat, lifting it up and letting it slap down forcefully against the muscled belly. Laughter fills the room as Blake simultaneously yowls and moans from the treatment. That big bear paw snakes its way lower, barely big enough to cup those grapefruit sized low-hangers. He gives them a rough tug, pulling them out and away from the lion's groin. "You were going to cum inside that slut, weren't you? Fill her with your load and damned be the consequences, huh?" he questions as he fucks harder.

Blake held his ears low in humiliation, he could not deny that the big dick inside him had found his soft spot and had quickly swelled his own prized cock. He tries to pay attention to the words coming from Mugs's mouth and not the dull pleasure within that was building rapidly. "No...I was..going to pull out" he replied through gritted teeth.

Mugs felt the same trembling of the calves that he had seen earlier, signaling his unwilling partner was close to the edge. He sped up his assault of the now quite loose hole, his paw still holding firmly on those kitten makers while the other grabbed the lion's cock roughly and gave it a few short strokes. "I get to say when you can cum, and tonight it will also be the last time" he threatens while delivering powerful slams of his hips down into his new cockglove. He lets loose a commanding roar right before his own plump orbs fire off their long pent up stash deep into thw bowels of the bears new bitch.

Blake cannot comprehend the panda's words, too distracted by his head being driven into the headboard of the bed over and over, and the thick dick that pounded against his prostate. All he could do was yell out in climax as he felt himself releasing his potent spunk.

Mugs timed his actions perfectly, his claws digging into the thin flesh of the lion's scrotum while his wrist pulled back quickly. A loud ripping sound barely heard over Blake's orgasmic groan. A triumphant smile spread its way over his lips as he looked down, two magnificent lion balls hanging in a mangled sac and now dangling over the head of their once owner. The panda began to laugh again, his belly jiggling even as his cock continued to pump his seed within the now neutered male.

Sandra knew what had happened even before Blake, her hand leaving her snatch and covering her mouth in horror. Her eyes wide with fear, unwilling to believe Mugs had just denutted his own boyfriend in front of her. She had no idea he was willing to go so far to punish them, what then would he do to her?

Blake felt the paw that was tugging his sensitive orbs, then he felt the warm splashes of his own cum as they landed over his chest and abdomen. The next feeling was something entirely new, a sharp pain followed by a weightlessness in his groin. He blinked a few times, trying to register what had just happened and why Mugs was laughing so hard. He looks up and stares directly at a familiar sight, what he would soon identify as his own prized balls being held like a trophy over top his cum covered and filled body. His stare went blank as shock set in, unaware even as that still semi-hard panda cock was yanked free of his gaping hole, cum rushing out and onto the sheets below. He reaches down, feeling first his own still hard cock and then lower. His fingers slip past where once his balls rested and instead come to his creampied hole, only a small bit of ripped scrotum and the snapped remains of of the tubes were still there.

Mugs pulled himself free and stood up, walking over to Sandra and showing off his trophy. "Lucky for you, you do not have balls, but trust me when I say I am not done with you. Grab your clothes and follow me downstairs" he orders and does not wait to see if she complies, knowing she damn well will. He gives a last look over his shoulder at Blake, who was now huddled in a fetal position. "You don't go anywhere my little lioness. Unless you want me to take that cock of yours too" he warns and then makes his way downstairs. He retrieves his cellphone, snapping a couple pics of those precious lion balls and sending them off to a contact on his list. He hears Sandra timidly making her way downstairs and turns to face her. "Tomorrow you will go to work, and you will not only do your own damn quarterly report, but mine as well. I think I will take a personal day." he says while she just nods her head softly, too afraid to do anything else. "Walk your ass to your car, and don't think about putting those clothes on, let the neighbors see your shame. And Sandra, as i said...I am not done with you yet."

Sandra nods and quickly darts out the front door, her quick pace turning into a brisk run as she gets farther and farther away from that cursed house.

Mugs takes a seat on his couch, his cock resting nicely over the edge, ears perked as he picks up the faint sound of his bitch crying in the upstairs bedroom. He rolls those now defunct kitten makers in his palm, even peeking inside the sac to see the corded balls within. He didn't really have any plans for these now that he took them, but he knew someone who would.

The giant panda gives his stubby ears a flick as he picks up the new sound of a roaring engine approaching from the east, getting louder and louder until it stopped right outside his door. he gives a knowing smile and makes his way outside to the driveway in the nude, a fact his neighbor Mrs. Parsons who was watering her petunias, quickly notices. Mugs gives a shake of his cock in her direction, not giving a shit who thought what at this point. The older female badger merely blushes and stares.

A purple and black muscle car sat parked and running outside the house of the panda and the newly nutted lion. Tinted windows prevented anyone from seeing within. Mugs strode up to the drivers side window, his cock right at level with the window. The window rolls down slowly and a striped and smiling head pokes out. "One of the last people I expected to hear from, let alone get those pics from." came the cool, deep voice of the tiger.

"Charn buddy, it has been a long time huh? You remember Blake, right? Well he got himself in a bit of a predicament and this is the end result." mused the bear as he holds up the proud flesh satchel.

"Oh my...and what a delicious predicament it must of been. Yes I remember him, he took you off the market...Still yet to ever snag a panda of my own" the tiger replied with a toothy smile, eyes now fixed on the bear's still attached orbs.

Mugs rolls his eyes but cannot contain a laugh. "Yea, you were always trying to get me alone and cop a feel, but I knew you wanted more than just a feel. Well, since it has been so long..." says the panda as he steps closer, letting his plump cub makers hang over the window sill of car.

A low growl is heard from within the darkness of the interior, a large paw extending to gently fondle those balls he had so long been denied. Licking his chops he leans closer and closer, inhaling the scent of fresh, rough sex that they gave off.

Mugs quickly pulls his dangling sac away. "Just a feel!" he teases the tiger, though his own cock was quickly rising again from the gentle ministration of the tiger. "I can tell you're hungry, so here...be my guest" offers the panda as he presents those over sized balls to his long time friend. "I have no use for a trophy and no desire to eat them myself, much prefer bamboo. I was sure you could properly appreciate a set as fine as these."

Charn's frown was quickly replaced with that same confident smile. He gingerly took the offering and ran his rough tongue over both spheres of flesh. "Yes, yes indeed. These will make a fine starting course for tonight. "I am so honored that I still pervade your thoughts now and again my panda friend." purrs the ball fondling tiger. "We really must catch up, and you can fill me in on all the delicious details of how you obtained these lovely lion nuts."

Mugs nods enthusiastically. "Yes I would like that, in fact I am afraid my rein of ball stealing is just beginning. Still some wrongs to set right. I was hoping to learn from the best, and everyone knows for such things, the best is surely you. If you'd excuse me now, your wandering paw has gotten me a little worked up and there is a certain big dicked, but balless bitch upstairs begging for round two." says the panda while provoking the tiger once more, cupping his still full panda balls and giving them a jiggle. "Enjoy your dinner my friend, and I will be in touch"

Charn purrs softly, quite possibly contemplating getting out and joining the couple, after all Mugs did say he had a big cock left. The tiger shakes the thoughts away and merely waves, rolling up his window and setting those precious jewels on his lap, directly over his own hardened length that was exposed to the air, as he always hated wearing pants while driving.

Mugs watches the car peel off and then stalks his way back inside and upstairs. He stands to the side of the bed, watching the sniveling lion. "Lots of plans for you my treacherous little bitch. Now on your stomach and ass in the air, the night is still young."

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