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Chapter 40

Only minutes later, and Zeinara found herself naked and trembling in the small, private quarters of Captain Howlett. She was tied to his bedpost with her paws above her head, her high breasts jutting above her slender, trembling belly as she was forced to watch Howlett, Friday, and the foxhound guard - who they called Williams -- each have their way with Pili.

What was most crushing of all? Pili didn't even fight. She stood there, head down, coldly resigned as they roughly tore her clothes off. Her naked breasts trembled in the morning light streaming through the window, and Williams groped and them squeezed them until the nipples jutted, and then he was sucking them hungrily. Friday got on his knees behind Pili, spread her soft buttocks, and plunged his face between, licking her from clit to anus with a hunger that made her lashes flutter. Zeinara thought Pili would swoon from the pleasure. She swayed forward and caught her balance, her small paws catching Williams' head as he suckled her breasts. Williams pulled back and slapped his tongue up and down against her nipples, until they lengthened and hardened and she cried out. Captain Howlett reached between Pili's thighs as his brother was licking her, and slowly caressed her swollen clitoris, back and forth, until the lips of her sex were swollen and dripping. She seemed ashamed of her pleasure and tried to bow her head, but the captain lifted her chin and kissed her wildly. She surrendered to the kiss with a shiver - of anger, of disgust . . . and of desire. When the captain pulled away again, he had kissed Pili so wetly that a line of hot drool slapped down her lip. He wiped the drool away with his thumb.

"Finally," the captain muttered, "I have the great Underdog in my grasp. Do you know how many years I've spent trying to catch you?" He chuckled. "And now you're mine. Finally mine! All it took was a threat on Zeinara's life. Heh. If I knew it'd be this easy, I'd have lured her out here long before now." He glanced with dark desire at Zeinara, and Pili looked at Zeinara as well, her eyes sad with a silent apology.

Zeinara swallowed hard, wishing she could drown out Howlett's words, wishing she could look away from what was happening to Pili. And in that moment, as she listened to the captain, it suddenly became apparent who the real ruler of Osterwill was and had been all along. Not Jule. Not even Tabitha. No, it was Howlett. Howlett, who hated and envied the nobility, had ruled their very lands for years, using Tabitha's devotion to him to pull her strings, using Jule's dependence on him to do as he pleased. They were never in any danger from Tabitha: Howlett had been the real the danger all along.

Howlett smiled nastily, as if he could see the realization in Zeinara's eyes. He waved Friday and Williams back, and when they had backed away from Pili, he slapped her down. Pili gave a shrill cry as she fell to the carpet, her burst lip dribbling blood. Zeinara's naked breasts heaved angrily. The captain chuckled. He jerked a kerchief from his pocket, shook it loose, and dabbed Pili's face clean. Zeinara watched with a pounding heart as he then pealed his erection loose of his pants, leaving it to stand in Pili's face.

"Suck my dick, bitch," the captain whispered and cradled the back of Pili's head with his big paw.

Pili sneered at the rigid phallus in her face. It was very large, slightly curved, and pulsing with veins. The smell of it must have been very strong. But before she had a chance to voice a protest, the captain had crammed his shaft in her mouth, forcing her lips taunt with the width. He was so massive, her eyes squinted up and her lashes squeezed out tears.

"Suck," the captain whispered again.

Drool slipped through Pili's taunt lips, and after hesitating only a moment, she started to suck. Naked on her knees, breasts jutting high, her head went back and forth on the long, thick penis in her mouth. Suddenly impatient, the captain grabbed her by the mane and started cramming himself in and out of her face. He moved his hips so fast against her that her drool quickly splattered the carpet. Her muffled cries soon filled the room, and Zeinara noticed Friday and Williams getting hard in their pants. They unbuttoned their trousers and took out their erections, then they drew close to Pili, and before long, the assassin was stroking two thick erections even as she sucked. The erections in her little fists looked swollen enough to burst, and Zeinara thought the guards would spray on Pili before it was over. They moved their hips, pumping themselves in and out of her small fists, even as Captain Howlett thrust in Pili's face.

The captain's fingers tightened in Pili's curly mane, and as he raped her face hard and fast, his eyes never strayed from Zeinara's eyes. He smiled at the princess . . . then turned to Friday and kissed him passionately. Zeinara's mouth fell open. She had never expected the rumors were true. Howlett and Friday were not only secret brothers but secret lovers as well? Zeinara thought she'd be sick, but she couldn't take her eyes away. Howlett and Friday were tongue wrestling, even as Pili stroked them and sucked them with desperate gulps and muffled cries. Friday reached behind Howlett's muscular back, and Zeinara knew he was probably fingering his brother's anus as they kissed. Then Pili finally began to choke, her throat flexed, and she tried to pull away. Howlett stopped kissing his brother to scowl at her. He yanked on her mane, forcing her to swallow as the massive erection twitched her in mouth. She sputtered helplessly, and the cum over-spilled, slipping down her chin and onto her sharp breasts. When Howlett had finished releasing inside, he let Pili go, and she fell to the carpet, weak and panting. Her eyes drifted lazily to Zeinara and quickly turned away again, filled with shame.

Zeinara turned her face away. Yeneneshe had been tied to the bedpost beside her and had watched Pili's rape and subjugation with hard, bitter eyes. Kayya sat on the bed hugging herself in horror, naked and curvaceous as she watched the proceedings with her mouth open. Zeinara looked at Kayya with a pounding heart, knowing it was only a matter of time before the males had their way with her next.

Williams, thankfully, was still focused on poor Pili. He dragged Pili up by the mane, and after she had climbed wearily on paws and knees, he grabbed her by the hips and plunged between the lips of her sex, pulling them taunt. Pili's head fell back and she cried out as she was filled. But her startled cry was muffled when Friday grabbed her by the mane and crammed himself in her mouth. A shudder went through her as she was penetrated on both ends, and she rocked between them with trembling breasts, her muffled cries filling the room. Captain Howlett's eyes were burning as he knelt beside his brother and started kissing up and down his neck, tenderly and lovingly. Friday tilted his head and moaned as his brother kissed him and fingered him under his tail, and his thick erection swelled in Pili's mouth, choking her until she drooled. The captain looked at Friday with soft eyes, then rubbed his nose against his. The brothers looked at each other helplessly, and then fell to passionate kissing, as beneath them on the floor, Pili gurgled on the penis cramming in her mouth.

Zeinara watched it happening and didn't understand. The old Pili would have found a way to dispose of all three males in the blink of an eye, but this female taking it on the floor with helpless gulps and gasps . . . it was like Zeinara didn't even know her. What was the matter with Pili?

Zeinara thought Kayya looked small and frightened, hugging her knees and hiding behind her long white mane as Captain Howlett walked naked toward her. The captain was very handsome, toned with muscles, and very tall for a foxhound. His shadow fell over Kayya, and she looked up at him with the round eyes of a child. She was trembling when he grabbed her by the neck and threw her facedown on the bed near Zeinara. Zeinara swallowed hard, her heart thundering in her chest. Kayya was completely naked, her red body all softness and jiggling curves, her great breasts crushing together as her cheek hit the sheets. Her backside was in the air, with one leg bent and the other stretched out. She didn't have a chance to scramble up. Captain Howlett's shadow fell over her again, and then he had grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. Kayya whimpered, and Zeinara tensed angrily. The captain experimentally squeezed one of her soft cheeks and spread one of her lips with his thumb to look at her pink sex.

"Leave her alone!" Zeinara growled.

Captain Howlett only laughed, knocking Kayya's legs apart with his knee. She whimpered again as he braced the head of his swollen erection against the soft, warm lips of her sex, and Zeinara heard her whisper, "Please . . . don't make it hurt." The captain ignored her. He smiled at Zeinara, looked her in the eye . . . and slowly plunged himself between the squirming lips of Kayya's pink pussy. Kayya's eyes fluttered wide as he filled her and her lips parted in a gasp of pleasure. The captain chuckled darkly, and then he was thrusting fast, hard, until her soft backside was slapping and jiggling against him. He pushed her tail forward to reveal the tight pink knot of her anus, and as he pounded his way in, he fingered her there. Kayya rocked beneath him, small and curvy, baffled and ashamed of the pleasure she was feeling. Smirking, Captain Howlett pulled her up in his arms, and Zeinara could see his enormous shaft plunging up and in Kayya's straining sex. She could see Kayya's fat clit throbbing, the way her lips had swollen with arousal, the juices that oozed down her thighs. Kayya closed her eyes and turned her face away, letting her white mane tumble forward to hide her shame. But the captain grabbed her face and made her look Zeinara in the eye as he was humping her. With her big breasts riding, she twisted in his lap, blushing and squirming and moaning as his lips found her neck, as his big paw groped her swollen tit. His large, muscular body seemed to consume her when his bulging arms enclosed her from behind. He smoothed his paw down her belly to her clit, and as he stabbed himself up and in - growing rougher and growling louder - Kayya's helpless cries grew louder, rising above the softer gurgle of Pili's choked moans.

"No!" Zeinara shouted. "Leave her alone! Stop it!" In a sudden rage, Zeinara twisted in her ropes, her perky breasts trembling, her golden mane tumbling. The captain's lusty eye traced over her curves, and she realized she was putting on a show for him. But she didn't stop fighting, and Kayya's screams of ecstasy were making her . . . aroused. Her own arousal infuriated her. Watching Kayya's big breasts bouncing and jutting with pink nipples was making her own nipples harder, was making her get wet down her thighs. She looked at Captain Howlett, and when their eyes met, she realized that had been his aim: he wanted Zeinara to get wet.

"Bet you wish you could fuck her like this," Captain Howlett panted, looking at Zeinara over Kayya's shoulder with glinting eyes. "You pussy licking bitches. Don't you understand? You'll never have a dick. You'll never be able to fuck like this."

Zeinara glared.

The captain smiled wider. "Best accept it now. It's unnatural. Surely your daddy told you as much." He laughed darkly as he continued to hump Kayya, whose big breasts were bouncing hard over his embracing arms. "How ashamed was the king when he discovered his precious princess was a dike? Hahaha. Would have paid to have seen that --"

"Shut UP!" Zeinara shouted, and the captain laughed again. Zeinara tore her eyes away. Her heart was pounding. Because Captain Howlett was right: Etienne was_ashamed of her. When they had their argument about Azrian and S'pru, he did everything in his _power to avoid talking about Ethelyn, the letters, and Zeinara's sexuality. He would rather pretend the letters had never happened, that Jonathan hadn't walked in on her mussed and undone with Robin and Mogethis at her side. Long after Mogethis and Robin disappeared, everyone seemed to know what Robin and Zeinara had been doing beforehand. And how excruciating it was, sitting in the room with her dress haphazardly laced, being fussed over by Axel and Corene as Etienne and the Kingsleys bickered, shouted, and argued.

"N-No! Please!" Kayya wailed when the captain's thick shaft heaved inside her. Her eyes were panicked and round and she clawed at the muscular arms embracing her so tightly. "Don't come inside! Please!"

The captain pulled himself free with a soft suck and let Kayya fall on the bed. Her big breasts bounced as she fell hard on her side and just lay there, panting to catch her breath.

"As if I'd ever come inside a filthy fox cunt," Howlett sneered. He looked at Zeinara. "You ready for this, your highness? You ready to scream my name?"

Zeinara glowered.

The captain smiled. He came to Zeinara and buried a kiss in her neck that made her shiver. His hot tongue slapped up her long neck and he looked at her with soft eyes. "You're so pretty." He put a big paw on her shivering little breast and gently squeezed it. "Too pretty." He leaned down and licked her nipple, squeezing and massaging her other breast as he bathed her with a careful tongue.

Zeinara rolled her eyes to the ceiling and tried to ignore what was happening, but the captain seemed very determined that she should feel every lick, squeeze, and caress. He kissed her belly down to her sex, and looking up at her, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders . . . and buried his face between.

Zeinara moaned and sagged in her ropes. The captain was very good at that. So good, it made her angry. His tongue was very flexible, licking and caressing, massaging her clitoris until it was pulsing hard enough to burst. His tongue glided inside her, and it was so long, it caressed the pleasurable spot deep inside until she arched her back and thrust her breasts. He pulled his tongue out and licked between her buttocks, tasting her from anus to clit, savoring every long slurp, until her thighs were trembling around his head.

"Bet you never been licked like this before," the captain whispered, pressing hot kisses in her thighs. "You pussy licking bitches . . . you can never make love the way a male can make love to you . . . never. Tabitha used to mess with that pointless shit too. Then I fucked her brains out . . . and she never looked at a cunt again."

Zeinara tensed and gritted her teeth. Howlett was the typical male who thought sex could not be remotely enjoyable without a penis involved. Most males who thought such nonsense didn't have an honest clue how much pleasure a could be derived from touching a female's clit or nipples alone. Females had more pleasure buttons than males, and yet . . . they were the "jealous" ones? She wanted to rip her arms free of the bedpost, wanted to clamp her thighs on the captain's neck and break it. But he licked her again . . . and she melted. Her head dropped forward, and she moaned behind her hair. She hated that she was moaning. As he was licking her, he reached up to squeeze her breasts. He gently pinched her nipples, and after such a long strain of holding back, she squirted down her thighs and they trembled violently as she came. She hate the weak cries that escaped her mouth and she hated how good it felt when he licked her clean again.

"No!" Yeneneshe shouted. "Ni'var, dog!"

Zeinara lifted her head to see Friday moving in on Yeneneshe. Behind him, Pili lay on the floor, panting and dazed and covered in white cum. The males had taken shots all over her, and both still had cum dripping off the heads of their erections.

Williams had Kayya on paws and knees and was humping her on the bed. Her tongue was out and her eyes wide as she panted and gasped, clawing at the sheets in desperation to escape. But the guard laughed and gently gathered Kayya in his arms, burying his nose in her sweet softness as he humped his way in. Her big breasts bounced wildly and he cupped them and groped them, burying kisses in her neck as her helpless gasps rose again. He started humping faster, deeper, and with her white mane in her eyes, Kayya cried out. She put her small paws on his, as if to stop him groping her, and their hips snapped together as he slammed himself deeper still.

"Oh, honey," Williams panted in Kayya's ear, "you are so tight . . . oh baby . . . yes, clench on me like that . . ."

Zeinara clenched her fangs.

Friday had taken Yeneneshe's legs and was holding them aloft. His hard penis pushed against the lips of her sex, but he didn't seem able to get inside. He was angry and baffled and kept pushing, harder and harder, to no avail. Yeneneshe thrust her breasts out, twisting as if to escape him, all the while screaming defiant words in the fox tongue he couldn't understand.

"Fucking fox magic!" Friday finally shouted. "She's using magic to seal up her pussy!" In sudden anger, he grabbed Yeneneshe by the throat and tried to force his way inside - and his head promptly exploded.

As blood splattered Zeinara's face, Captain Howlett's horrified screams seemed unending.