Scarred For Life
Nala slowly made her way up the slope leading towards the main den atop Pride Rock, her heart racing wildly as her body seemed to tremble uncontrollably. This was not caused by the rather cold breeze that insisted on tormenting the young lioness as she walked, but more so by the fact that the new King of Pride Rock had finally summoned her for what was sure to be a most unwanted encounter.
It had been over a year since Nala had lost her cub-hood friend Simba and his cruel and conniving uncle Scar had taken over the lands. As calm as things appeared to be on the outside with the lands remaining lush and the food supply sustaining plentiful, within the structure of the Pride itself, the heated tensions of all the members were starting to surface.
While growing up without Simba around and with an overruling tyrant of a King looming overhead, the young adolescent lioness had witnessed many a deceitful act, most of which were caused by Scar himself or at the paws of his hyena hordes. Many acts of violence and untamed aggression, mixed with the occasional distasteful act of forced mating still haunted Nala's thoughts. She often experienced restless nights, unable to sleep due to the way she had seen her overseer gaze at her with that devilish glazed look. It frightened her to her very core and now that time had passed and much to both her delight and dismay, had begun to transform her once cub-like features into a more structured and desirable figure. Her fur had lightly darkened while keeping its cream colored appearance. The small physique she once sported had gradually changed into a slender and elegant frame of a gorgeous young lioness. Her personality remained in tact, still feisty when need be but caring and sweet overall. Now though, as she neared the opening of the main den of Pride Rock, she had an instinctual feeling that the good looks to which The Great King's had blessed upon her, would surely become a curse to her upon this very night. Never had a truer thought been imagined, as the young lioness disappeared into the mouth of the den, she was quite literally treading into the belly of the beast, never to leave the same after this unforgettable night.
"My dear, you look so nervous." Scar stated as he eyed the young lioness who was fidgeting before him.
Nala looked up at her King, eyes filled with distrust and uncertainty as she responded quietly.
"That's because I don't know why you called me here Your Majesty."
Nala, along with every single member of the Pride, excluding the disreputable hyenas, knew well enough to always address their King in this fashion. It had been one of Scar's first, of many new rules he had implemented shortly after usurping the throne. Failure to address the King in this manner often resulted to unfair treatment, whether it be physical or psychological.
Scar seemed to revel in the young adolescent's ignorance to what he had planned as a crafty smile worked its way upon his muzzle. The King slowly picked himself up and off from the comfortable pelt he had been relaxing upon, keeping his focus locked upon the young lioness as he halted a few paces away from her and took a seat as to give the indication that he meant her no harm, before speaking.
"Well, what would give you the idea that me calling you here at this late of night would be a bad thing, hmm?"
Nala was not so easily fooled by Scar's casual demeanor. She knew him quite well from what she had observed of him and his actions and there was no way he was about to smooth talk his way out of this one.
"I'm really tired right now Your Majesty so if this business can wait until morning, I'll be going back to my den if you don't mind." Nala said in a slightly irritated manner, making sure to keep her attitude in check."
Scar pretended to look hurt as he quickly responded to the sassy comment issued by the subordinate lioness before him.
"Come now my dear, you don't want to spend time with your King? You know, there are a good lot of other lionesses that would kill to be in your paws right now."
Nala couldn't help but let a scowl escape her muzzle as she retorted.
"Fine! Let them come keep you company. Call on your mangy hyena drones to snuggle with for all I care. I'm just tired, so let me go back to sleep already."
Scar shook his head and looked disappointed at the adolescent as his voice started to shift to a more devious pitch.
"Oh my dear, how you disappoint me so. Here I thought we could spend a quaint night together. You know, just you and me. Nothing to bother us, nothing to interrupt us..."
Nala gave her King a sarcastic laugh as she was beginning to realize just why Scar had requested her presence for. The mere thought of him laying even a paw toe upon her gave her the creeps and she quickly shot back at him.
"Ugh, forget it Your Ma..Jes..Ty, Being around you, that would bother me more than anything in the entire Pride Lands, hell, even more than anything in the entire Elephant Graveyard."
Nala could feel her temper rising, as it became more of a challenge to keep her emotions restrained. Scar on the other paw, had no qualms about openly displaying his feelings, as he moved in close to the young lioness, catching her quite off guard as one of his large fore paws wrapped firmly around her muzzle, instantly silencing her as he glared at his captive with cold eyes, speaking in a dangerously low tone.
"This mouth of yours is going to get you into a LOT of trouble my dear. I suggest you shut it so I can put it to MUCH better use."
Feeling the urge to heave at what had just been suggested to her, Nala wriggled free from Scar's cruel grip as she backed away from him, letting her upper lip raise slightly to reveal her ivory colored fangs, snarling defensively towards her tormenter as she snapped back.
"Never in your wildest dreams Scar..."
The name slipped off of the young lioness' tongue before she could stop herself, realizing that in the current state her King was in, this might have been a crucial mistake. A rapid movement from one of Scar's mighty fore paws, connecting cleanly to the young adolescent's jaw, confirmed her thoughts indefinitely.
"By the Kings! What have I told you about calling me! Have I not made this rule clear enough for even your feeble mind to understand?" Scar growled as he quickly unsheathed his claws to show the frightened lioness that the eye of the storm had been unleashed.
Cowering slightly as she nursed her injured muzzle, Nala continued to badger the riled up King. She was no longer able to suppress her feelings of discontent towards her King and she let fly, a flurry of verbal attacks.
"Scar, Scar, Scar, Scar, SCAR! You're no Majesty. I've seen more regal looking piles left after an elephant shits. You want yourself pleasured? Go stick your dick in The Birdie Boiler!"
Scar roared in defiance as he lunged at the young lioness, swiping his paw savagely across her face, sending the poor creature hurdling to the den floor as she cried out in agony, the sharp tips of her attacker's claws tearing light gashes across one of her flawless looking cheeks. The enraged voice of her King filled Nala's ears as she curled herself up into a defensive position to try desperately to ward off her pursuer.
"You ungrateful little bitch! I'll make you swallow those words along with a heap of other things!"
Scar's assault upon the helpless lioness continued as the malice King repeatedly struck her until she lay still, her eyes barely able to remain open under her own power and trickles of crimson blood coursing down her shoulder's and sides where Scar's claws had found their mark. As the consciousness drifted out of Nala, the fading image of Scar's malicious stare was the last thing she saw before her vision clouded and she was engulfed into utter darkness.
It wasn't until a few hours had passed, did Nala finally return to consciousness. As her eyes slowly opened, she felt something warm and wet running along the end of her back side, causing the young lioness to try and move. Feeling a tremendous weight pressing against her however, she found herself immobile and began to panic.
"What's...going...on?" She stammered in a weak voice.
Scar, who had taken the liberty to position himself atop the young lioness in her unconscious state, ensuring that his prized possession wouldn't have any opportunity to leave, merely let a sinister chuckle emit from his muzzle as he roughly traveled his slick, coarse tongue across Nala's innocent looking slit, his large fore paws keeping the grounded lioness' hinds spread wide as the heartless King enjoyed the sweet taste of her innocent juices as they saturated upon his tongue. He had been at this for a good thirty or so minutes and had been rewarded with the small amounts of lioness cum that had seeped from the young adolescent's virgin pussy. In all his efforts, the sheer pleasure that the cruel King was getting from his actions clearly showed in the form of his semi erect looking cock that hung heavy in between his hinds, which were thoughtfully positioned directly above the young lioness' muzzle.
Feeling herself being violated in such a manner and having Scar's unsightly looking genitals dangling in plain view, Nala struggled desperately to free herself from the compromising situation. Her attempts were feudal though, as Scar's mass and the previous attack had warn her energy level thin. Coming to the conscious conclusion that she wasn't going to be able to power her way out of the mess that she was in, the young lioness turned to the only other form of action that she knew, would get her out of her current bind. As much as she detested her King and what he was doing to her, Nala knew full well what Scar wanted and the sooner he got it, the sooner she'd be able to leave this unsavory scenario. Taking a moment to prepare herself for what she was about to give in to, Nala gently reached out her broad, rough tongue, lightly tracing it along the thick, pink shaft of Scar's lionhood, the strong flavor of her King's pre-ejaculate swarming her taste buds as she cringed but kept up her actions.
Feeling the sudden warm contact being applied to his cock, Scar pulled his nose out from the young lioness's hindquarters, gazing behind him to witness just what was going on. Much to the King's delight, he spotted his victim, lavishing his throbbing lion meat with long, sensual licks. Staying silent for a moment, thoroughly relishing the sensation that the young feline's tongue gave him, Scar finally spoke up to her, not letting his weight off her however, as he still didn't trust her fully.
"So, it seems as though you've finally decided to cooperate with your King, aye?"
Nala halted her oral session upon Scar's elongated shaft, locking eyes with her King momentarily as she slowly nodded in response. Adorning a bigger smirk as he shifted his weight so that he was now muzzle to muzzle with his pinned captive, Scar responded in a tone of approval.
"That's good. That's real good my dear. This could be a pleasant experience for you if you let it be. Mark my words though. If you even try any thing funny before I fill that gullet of yours full of my cum, you're going to sorely regret it. You know how much those hyenas just LOVE lioness...meat."
Nala shuddered at the thought that flashed in her mind upon hearing Scar's remark. The vivid image of one of the lionesses who had refused to do as Scar had bid, still laying lifeless as the hyenas bit and clawed at her. She had literally been eaten alive, as well as her poor cub, who Scar himself had ended the life of himself. Infanticide was nothing to one as uncaring as her King was and Nala knew this to be true. Letting a low whimper leave her muzzle and a few fresh tears to course down her face, Nala nodded once more as to agree to her tormenter's binding agreement. Seeing the salty tears that cascaded from the distraught lioness' eyes, Scar couldn't help but smile as he spoke deviously to her.
"I haven't even done anything to you yet and you're already crying my dear. That doesn't leave much hope for you but that's beside the point. Just do as your told and you just might make it out of here in one piece."
Satisfied with his warning, Scar leaned in close, forcing his steamy muzzle upon the young lioness', locking the pair in a heated kiss as the ruthless King's tongue seemed to snake its way inside the frozen adolescent's, curling and entangling around her own moist, raspy muscle. Nala shut her eyes and suffered through the vile embrace, feeling Scar's tongue taking long, methodical laps against her own. Savoring the taste of the innocent lioness's fluids, which still stained his muzzle, combined with the bitter taste of his own pre-cum, the two stayed glued to one another for a good while until Scar pulled back, pleased with his sampling of his chosen mate's flavor. Feeling the weight of his thickened penis, which pulsed wildly amidst his hinds, Scar' immediately addressed Nala.
"Now my dear, since I have licked your cunny for the latter while, I think it's time for you to take a turn on me. Be a good, obedient little lioness and open wide for your King."
Nala looked confused. She knew what her King spoke of, but being absolutely inexperienced in the matter, she had no clue on how to take in the full mass that was Scar's cock. As she finally felt the unbearable weight of his frame lifting off of her and seeing her captor placing himself in a comfortable sitting position with his back towards the entrance of the den, Nala's first thought was to try and escape but seeing how Scar's figure made it difficult to exit the quaint abode, Nala quickly dismissed this thought and forced herself to do as she was bid.
Moving in close to where Scar was stationed, keeping her frame still low to the ground, as she felt too weak to stand, the young adolescent gradually opened her muzzle and moved it over the head of Scar's lionhood, which he had so thoughtfully held up for her with one of his fore paws. Nala felt the slick tip glide past her muzzle lips as it was slowly pushed into her mouth. A low, pleasurable grumble became audible from Scar's throat as he experienced the heat of the young lioness' muzzle wrapping tightly around his throbbing cock. Expecting the young lioness to take full control at this point, Scar waited as the seconds ticked by. Much to his discord however, his mate's lack of life experiences showed clearly as she felt herself unable to take in more than half of her King's engorged meat. Letting a displeased growl leave his muzzle, Scar spoke in a bothered voice.
"Jeez, are you really good for nothing? Can't even take in my full size huh? Well, that's understandable but I should have started training you on how to muzzle your King much earlier than now. No matter though. Here, let me help you my dear."
With that said, Scar swiftly thrust his pulsing cock deep into Nala's muzzle. The sudden surge of thick meat being forced down her throat caused the adolescent to cough sporadically as she tried to pull back. Scar on the other paw, was ready for this and had already placed his other free fore paw upon the back of the young lioness' head, lightly digging his claws into the delicate fur there as he held her in position, speaking to her in a commanding tone.
"Don't fight it, just relax and let my cock find its way down your little throat."
Feeling her gag reflex being severely tested by the unsavory feeling of Scar's penis tip prodding at the back of her gullet, Nala did her utmost not to struggle as the small strands of her warm saliva, coupled with the sticky juices of Scar's pre-cum, dribbled from the sides of her muzzle. Feeling the young lioness' throat muscles calming now, Scar casually pulled his cock back from Nala's mouth, keeping her head steady with his fore paw as he once more plunged the thick, pink meat into the depths of her moist throat, this time forcing a bit more of his length down the narrow passage. Feeling her limits being tested once more, Nala whimpered pathetically as she felt the urge to gag growing stronger with every squelching thrust of her King's elongated cock.
Knowing full well that there was much more enjoyment to be had from his newly acquired lover than simply pumping her steamy throat, Scar relieved the young lioness of her burden, watching as a spew of spit and pre fluids were coughed up by the shaken feline, her muzzle a rather messy looking sight as the concoction of bodily fluids pooled and clung from the soft fur there. Giving his mate but a mere moment to compose herself, Scar moved around her, pleased in the fact that she had remained on her belly for the course of his oral treatment, as this required a lot less work from him now as he easily blanketed his massive frame atop the now petrified adolescent below him.
Nala knew what was coming next. She had seen this act forced upon almost every lioness in the Pride at one point or another, whether they were openly willing to surrender to the demanding King's wishes or not. The looks of pain and discomfort that plastered themselves upon the helpless victims always shot cold shivers through her body whenever she had been forced to observe such things. Even at a young age, nala knew what Scar had done to those poor lionesses, was wrong and she dreaded the day when it would be her in the same position as her fellow lionesses. Now, things had seemed to come full circle and as she felt Scar's thick, warm tip touch the tender opening of her virgin sex, Nala's eyes snapped shut and her body seemed to go numb with fear.
Scar took his time to ready himself for what was sure to be an impalpable experience, as he himself had never mated a virgin lioness before, seeing as all of his current Pride lionesses had been deflowered by his late and most reputable brother, to whom Scar had already dealt with. He thoroughly enjoyed penetrating his lionesses in their tight tail-holes, both in the fact that it gave him the most pleasure to see his chosen lioness scream in discomfort, and in the fact that it was naturally more tighter for his massive size, giving the illusion of mating with an untouched lioness. Now that he had the opportunity to have the real deal however, he wasn't about to rush this most desired event.
Feeling the young lioness' virgin slit, which still remained well lubricated from Scar's obsessive tongue bath from earlier, pulse and clench as the tip of his fully erect penis lightly tickled its surface, Scar couldn't resist letting a low, euphoric growl leave his muzzle as he braced himself for the act that shortly followed. In the blink of an eye, Scar's hips worked in unison with his body as he plummeted his engorged lionhood in between the sensitive, pink folds of Nala's pussy, feeling the narrow resistance that urged his cock to halt but were sorely overpowered as inch by inch, his swollen member vanished inside the young lioness' sex.
Upon feeling her virginity being stolen from her in such a forceful manner, Nala let out a painful whimper as her lower body contorted, trying to rid itself of its most unwanted intruder. The pain that her King delivered to her in a single action seemed to shadow that of all the vicious strikes he had ever applied to her. She felt as though his mass inside her was going to stretch her to no end. The way his sharp barbs drug his huge girth deeper and deeper into her inner sanctum was unspeakably uncomfortable and with each rough movement from Scar's hips, more and more hot, salty tears trickled down the broken lioness' face.
Feeling no remorse for the misery he was causing his mate, Scar continued to work his way inside the young lioness, giving rhythmic sways of his hips to encourage more of his throbbing cock into the adolescent's overly stuffed cunt. Seeing that Nala wasn't a fully grown lioness yet, Scar found it extremely difficult to push his full length into her warm, wet pussy but after a few minutes of persistent thrusting and slight maneuvering of bodies, he felt his hilt come in contact with the saturated fur of Nala's rear. Savoring the feeling of having his entire cock shoved into his very first virgin mate, Scar closed his eyes and caught his breath slightly before he began to pump the young lioness' cunny with powerful thrusts of his hinds, resulting in his large, rounded balls to forcefully smack against Nala's back side, echoing slightly throughout the den.
Nala's whimpers of discomfort increased as she felt the speed of Scar's relentless assault upon her sore pussy picking up pace. She gritted her teeth and kept her eyes closed, hoping that the vile act would be over soon. Unfortunately for the hopeful lioness, this was not to be, as Scar had other plans in mind. Having experienced many lionesses before, the cunning King knew that the young lioness wouldn't be able to keep her own body's wants in check for very long. This became more apparent as time wore on and Scar's constant thrusting and repeated penetration of her tight little sex was beginning to grow unsettlingly pleasant for Nala. As much as she tried to resist the good feelings that were starting to churn deep within her belly, the more Scar's massive cock teased her, the more she was beginning to like it. As the pain gradually subsided and it became easier for the entire length of Scar's penis to plunge into her soaked slit, Nala could feel a new sensation that she had never felt otherwise. It was as though she felt a constant tickling sensation deep within her and it was growing stronger by the minute. Scar felt the young lioness' body tensing constantly, bringing a devilish expression to his muzzle as he knew she was getting near her very first orgasm. Waiting for just the right moment, and being well trained on when to perform such an action, in a flash, Scar roughly withdrew his slippery, pink cock out from Nala's over stimulated pussy, his barbs raking the delicate walls of the young adolescent's vaginal canal as he departed from her saturated sex. The unspeakable pain, combined with the unbearable tickling sensation that remained in her belly, was all too much for the young lioness, as she herself, let out an unbridled roar of sheer pleasure, her body being sent into overdrive as a torrent of her sweet lioness juices spilled out from her quivering slit, gushing down the sides of her hindquarters and spraying against Scar's still fully erect cock, which he had kept in close proximity of his mate's pussy, calculating her climax perfectly as his engorged penis was thoroughly coated with his lover's delectable fluids.
It took the young lioness several minutes to gather herself after such an explosive experience. Panting feverishly as her body felt as though it was on fire, a look of both utter envy and absolute ecstasy etched upon her face. Her heart pounded wildly within her chest as the moisture from her own orgasm and the various liquids that her King had contributed, coagulated against her hinds. Once Nala had managed to pull herself together, she slowly began to rise to her paws, feeling a renewed sense of strength starting to empower her. She figured that this mating session was over and was about to take her leave, until Scar's shrill voice halted any movement of her.
"And just WHERE do you think you're going my dear? You don't honestly think that's the end of this do you?"
Nala froze, as she hadn't expected there to be anything more that her King could do to humiliate or violate her. Hadn't he had enough?. Not wishing to get on his bad side once more though, Nala replied in a shaky tone.
"N...No Your Majesty. I just...thought we were done...is all."
It was Scar's turn to scowl now as he quickly retorted in a disgusted manner.
"You must think I'm dense or something my dear, because it will take more than a small session such as this to get your King off. No no, I have my eye set on something...more."
Nala didn't look pleased by what her King had just stated but seeing as she was in a hurry to get back to the safety and peace of her own den, she shrugged and inquired.
"And just what might that be Your Majesty?"
Scar's eyes shifted towards Nala's messy looking rump once more as to give the young
lioness a slight indication of what he had in mind. This fact seemed to allude her however, so he motioned for the young lioness to once more, assume her previous stance so that he could have his way with her once again. Seeing no harm in what he was bidding of her, Nala obliged and returned to her previous position, belly pressed lightly against the cool earth of the den floor as her butt was slightly raised. Marveling at just how accepting and quickly his new protegee had learned to follow orders, Scar wasted no time in repositioning himself as well, his thick lion meat still full of life as he prepared himself to take the young lioness yet a second time, although this time around, his aim was a bit higher as his desired destination was no longer her already deflowered pussy, but more over, her even tighter tail-hole.
Being completely oblivious to Scar's intensions, Nala waited patiently for her irresistible sex to be plundered again as she suddenly felt her tail being lifted slightly by one of Scar's fore paws. Dawning a bewildered expression, Nala quickly spoke.
"What are you up to Your..."
The young adolescent's words were rapidly replaced by a painful cry as she felt Scar's engorged penis burying itself deep within her ass. Immediately coming to terms with what Scar was after now, Nala tried to detangle herself from her King but was only met with more force as Scar's weight bore down upon her and the King's powerful jaws clamped down upon the young lioness' nape, freezing her in place. Scar had performed this cruel act many a time and was obviously prepared for the struggle his mate was willing to put up. Keeping her still and feeling even more of his thoroughly saturated cock vanishing within Nala's tail-ring, Scar moaned in utter ecstasy as the unbelievable tightness of the young adolescent's ass was beyond his wildest fantasies. How her warm body clenched and hugged every inch of his swollen penis, how the mournful whimpers from the demoralized lioness beneath him flooded his ears, how the urge to spill his seed deep within his young mate's body flared. It was all too much for him. Holding back his inevitable release for as long as he could, Scar continued to pound Nala's tail-hole with all his might, easily sinking his whole length, all the way to the hilt, into her supple tail-ring, relishing every powered thrust he gave, feeling his swaying balls colliding with the young lioness' drenched pussy and hinds, causing both him and his distraught mate to cry out in pain and pleasure.
Knowing that he could no longer restrain his load, Scar quickly dismounted from Nala, instantly dashing towards the young lioness' head, grasping it with both of his strong fore paws as he roughly pried her muzzle open. In a flash, the full length of his pulsating cock had journeyed down Nala's tepid throat and not a moment too soon as the first blast of bubbly, hot cum jetted violently down the young adolescent's gullet, causing fits of coughs and gags from her as she was rapidly overtaken by the creamy substance. Scar let out a ear splitting roar as his seed gushed forth in a seemingly never-ending wave of utter euphoric bliss. Nala's muzzle was quickly flooded with her King's sticky fluids as she did what came naturally, swallowing load after load of the thick fluid to try and free up room in her compressed muzzle. It was to no avail however, as spurts of creamy cum spilled from the sides of her mouth, causing the fur around there to become heavily layered in Scar's ejaculate. What seemed like an eternity passed as the mighty King's throbbing cock continued to pump torrents of thick cum into and down the hungry lioness' throat. Finally, feeling himself being sucked dry, Scar let his body fall limp as his softening penis slipped out of the young adolescent's muzzle, followed shortly after by a small wave of whitish juices which gathered upon the den floor next to the exhausted King and his overused mate. Feeling completely and indefinitely violated at this point, Nala wasted no time and picked herself up from the den, making a hasty retreat out of the den, limping uncontrollably from the rough treatment her tail-hole and sex had endured. Scar made no effort to try and stop her however, as he had taken from her what he so desired. Now, she meant nothing to him once more and was free to do whatever she pleased, it mattered not to him. As he slowly got up and returned to the comfy sleeping pelt he had previously been laying on before his unforgettable encounter with his new favorite sex toy started, Scar thought to himself.
Now THIS is the true reward for being King. Sleep well Nala...my dear.
As Nala raced away from the main den of Pride Rock, the horrid experience of what had just befallen upon her repeatedly played itself back in her mind. She was down right pissed at herself for even going to the main den this night and knowing what she had suffered through at the paws of her King, only drove her emotions even more over the edge. She loathed Scar with a burning hatred that would never be quelled and one day, he would get what was coming to him. One day, he would pay for the way he treated her, as well as all of her fellow Pride members. One day, he'd pay dearly for scarring her for life.