Hero


"Not so tough now, huh," Dr. Kie observed, standing in front of Tran the snow tiger, his eyes shining with unabashed satisfaction as he tightly gripped the feline superhero's chin, leather gloves roughly rubbing against that silky fur. 


How could the wicked villain not be satisfied, when his plan had rolled out without a hitch? He had successfully defeated Tran the snow tiger, one of mega-cities most prolific hero's, and managed to bring him to one of his secret hideouts. 


Tran looked good like this, the wicked villain thought to himself, nicely tied up and helpless on the matted floor, completely at his mercy.


"What.... what have you done to me?" the brave hero demanded to know... feeling light headed and intensely aroused from the weird gas Dr. Kie had used on him.


"I simply decided it was time for us to have some fun." His voice dripped with malicious glee, as Dr. Kie leaned closer towards Tran, his breath hot against the tigers furry ear. 


"And believe me, I intend to make the most of our little encounter." 


He slowly traced a finger down Tran's cheek, savouring every shudder that ran through that hulking anthropomorphic body beneath his touch. The tiger might attempt to put on an act, but there was no denying how much he was relishing this... even if the esteemed hero only reacted in this manner due to the gas.


"Now," the wicked Dr. Kie continued in a low, lust filled growl that sent shudders racing down the hero's strong spine. 


"Let's see how long you can resist my advances before you beg for more." Without waiting for a response, he began to tease Tran mercilessly, running his paws over his robust chest and stomach while maintaining eye contact.


The big snow tiger growled softly, pulling on a look of disgust and anger even as his drugged body grew more aroused from the other males' vile touch. 


"You think you're so smart... don't ya. Just wait until I get free.... I'll claw that other eye out." 


His heart pounded heavily as arousal mixed with excitement coursed through him. Why was he so aroused? It had to be something in the gas.


As Dr. Kie's fingers danced across Tran's toned abs, he couldn't help but notice the growing bulge in the tiger's crotch. The villain smirked wickedly at the sight, knowing full well what effect he and his newly invented chemical weapon was having on the hero. 


The suit had an interesting design, the villain thought, as the main zipper stopped around the hero’s navel, but to the villain's glee, the designer had added an extra one at the snow tiger's crotch. He unzipped the lower part of that sleek, form-fitting super suit, revealing the already rock-hard feline dick for him to admire, the warm and full nuts dangling freely below.


Dr. Kie leaned forward, licking his lips hungrily as he took in the sight. Without any hesitation or warning, he engulfed it whole, sucking eagerly as if starving for it. The superhero moaned deeply, arching into it as pleasure coursed through every part of his restrained body.


The hero tried to resist, struggling against the high-tech straps binding him, but there was no escape from this torment, only further vile pleasure building within him.


"Fuck!" the big tiger cried out, unable to hold back anymore as he thrusted forward into the villain's hot mouth, filling it with his warm cum. In turn, a satisfied smile spread across the villain's twisted muzzle, as his plan continued to unfold as he’d intended.


With newfound energy, Dr. Kie stood up and began to undress, the sleek coyote showing off his own impressive furry physique. Kie could see the forced hunger in the hero’s emerald green eyes, the tiger’s body slowly yielding to be temporarily controlled by the gas. 


He lifted the restrained hero and pulled him over onto a more comfortable mat. The coyote pulled Tran close, kissing him passionately while running a paw down over that broad chest that was covered in the finest material a hero could obtain. 


"You taste so good," Dr. Kie whispered seductively into the tiger's ear before trailing a stream of kisses along the length of that hot neck. He reached for the top zipper and opened up the suit, fingers soon teasing those two fat nipples, causing them to harden under his touch. 


Meanwhile, the hero, without realising it, reached down and wrapped a paw around Kie's fat cock, the position giving his body enough freedom to reach but not to stroke. The bindings tightened around his muscular arms, sending a sharp pain through him as the villain's high-tech straps constricted with each of his movements.


"What would a garbage eater like you know about taste?" the tiger snarled, struggling now not so much against physical bonds as against the chemical chains of lust and submission.


Shaking his head, Tran looked angrily at his captor. "I'd bite your fucking tongue off if it wasn’t for the fact that I’d probably puke from the taste!" 


Laughing darkly at Tran the snow tiger's threat, Dr. Kie leaned back slightly to admire his captive. He loved nothing more than to break someone like him, to show superheroes who truly held power in these sorts of situations.


"I suggest," the villain purred, moving closer once again, "that we skip all this foreplay and just get straight to business." And without waiting for permission or consent, he gripped Tran's chin firmly and forced his mouth open before shoving himself inside. 


Yet the hero could still see through the mist of drugs and bit down on that big, hard coyote cock, making Dr. Kie roar in pain and fury. The villain, in turn, pulled away from the snow tiger's muzzle, blood trickling down his shaft where the hero had bitten him. 


His eyes were wild with rage as he grabbed a pawful of the hero’s ears and yanked at it hard, forcing Tran's head up to look at him. 


"You think you can defy me?" he snarled, grip tightening until the hero winced in pain. 


"This is my show now. Do you understand! You will do exactly what I say, when I say it!"


"I’ll bite any prick shoved in my mouth!" the hero snarled.


Narrowing his eyes dangerously, the villain released Tran's sensitive ear, but only so he could grab the feline by the throat instead. His fingers dug into that thick neck roughly, cutting off airflow for several terrifying seconds before finally softening his grip.


"Consider yourself lucky that your little stunt didn't earn you a more permanent injury!" he growled menacingly, looking deep into the hero's eyes. 


With an obvious effort to calm down, Kie took a deep breath and tried once again to begin where he left off. But this time, there was no mistaking the cold fury simmering behind his one eyed gaze, the ugly eye a sea of emotions. 


This wasn't just about pleasure anymore, it had become a twisted game of needing to win between two adversaries, and neither male would back down without a fight. 


The grinning coyote felt more aroused than ever as the powerful tiger growled softly, wiggling and struggling again, while his nemesis watched.


"Don't think you can break me with pain alone. You might be strong, but I’m patient, I’ll wait until you get tired or make a mistake. Then I strike!" the hero growled, feeling his body react sexually to the tightening of the high-tech straps. 


This confused the hero as he didn't swing that way, yet he couldn't stop thinking about how that filth's cock had felt and tasted like within his maw. The metallic tang of the coyotas blood stirred ancient and primal instincts within him, and the gas, in turn, transformed this primal hunger into a more sexual one.


"Hahaha," Dr. Kie laughing darkly at the snow tiger's words, he grabbed him by the ears once again... but instead of pulling that head down, he yanked Tran towards him roughly before slamming his lips against the felines in a bruising kiss. 


His tongue invaded Tran's mouth hungrily, exploring every part while keeping one paw firmly wrapped around his strong throat. Weirdly Dr. Kie found himself dumbfounded as his tongue traced itself across his teeth, the things unlike any teeth he’d ever felt before.


"We shall see," he whispered wickedly into the tiger's ear after breaking away from the kiss, smirking as he had discovered the tiger's false teeth. With a deft move, the doctor reached up and yanked the fake teeth out of Tran's mouth, the coyote eyeing the 'prosthetic' with a mixture of disgust, slight amusement, and offence, before tossing it aside


"No more biting for you, Gummy Cat. Hahaha!" And with the superhero’s most dangerous weapon removed, he began to tease the helpless hero's soft and defenceless mouth. 


Dr. Kie traced lazy circles around one of Tran's hardened nipples with his finger, smirking when he saw how quickly it puckered out at his touch once more. His other paw went downwards, teasingly brushing past the damp curls of fur to grasp the feline's prick. 


He knew full well what effect such actions had on the big cat hero; after all, manipulation was second nature to Dr. Kie and the specially made gas made it so much easier.


"You think taking my fake teeth will make me any less dangerous? I have many other ways to hurt you!" the tiger snarled softly through loose lips, feeling humiliated and angry that the villain was able to take something so important to him without hesitation. The unclear words that came out of his mouth, due to his lack of teeth, only seemed to fuel this humiliation.


"Gawka!" he choked as the big coyote cock was forced into his soft, defenseless mouth, his grinning nemesis standing over him to fuck his muzzle more powerfully now. Tran still tasted blood on that filthy meat stick, but unfortunately, it seemed like the wounds he’d made didn’t go as deep as he’d hoped; the blood flow had already stopped as a result.


The villain grinned sadistically down at Tran's struggling form, his hips thrusting harder and faster into that now soft and weak mouth. His paws roamed freely across the feline's larger form, pinching nipples roughly or pulling on ears whenever he felt like it.


Every movement brought new sounds of pain and pleasure from both males involved; a twisted symphony of dominance and submission playing out to the hero’s fright. The gas focused on keeping his head submissive. In turn, Kie's high-tech rope tightened on the tiger’s body, veins all over that black and white body popping out from the pressure.


"You may be strong," the coyote growled down at the struggling snow tiger, his voice low and threatening as he pumped away into that choking throat.


"But remember this... strength is nothing if your spirit can be broken!" With a final and deep thrust, he came violently inside the hero's mouth.


"Gulp... GULP.. GULP!" 


Tran was forced to swallow his enemies' vile seed, or drown in it as that thick cock punched down his throat. The tiger chose to survive, knowing sooner or later he’d defeat this villain.


Dr. Kie pulled away from the tiger's almost possessive grip as soon as he finished cumming. He looked down at the great hero for several long moments, before finally releasing the raped male, wiping himself off with a smug expression plastered all over his muzzle.


As they stood there recovering, sweat glistening on their fur and mingling with traces of cum still wet between them, Dr. Kie leaned over to whisper something wicked into the tiger man's ear. Tran shuddered under him, but didn't resist as he listened intently to every word that dripped like venom from those lips.


"Consider yourself reminded, kitten," he said coldly, “you may have great strength and power to boast about to the public, but besides my mind you are a helpless toy. Remember that, my silly little tiger, your kind doesn’t stand a chance against smart coyotes like me, Hahahaha," Dr. Kie laughed in triumphant arrogance, gloating over this latest victory.


"I will prove you wrong. You may have won this round, but we both know there are many more battles yet to come." With determination still burning bright within him, Tran began plotting how best to take revenge on his nemesis. 


As the villain exited the chamber, a loud hiss emanated from the vents around the room, releasing more gas. Soon, Tran lay on the floor, struggling to maintain control of himself.


There was something in the gas driving him wild... some kind of powerful aphrodisiac that left the tiger panting and moaning. His paw, against his will, moved down to his dick, and started to frantically pleasure himself as he lay, tasting Dr. Kie's cum in his mouth.


Unbeknownst to Tran the snow tiger, Kie watched from the darkness, a camera on the wall recording it all. The doctor couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, the proud superhero reduced to nothing more than an animalistic creature driven by lust. 


"Looks like your spirit isn't as unbreakable as you thought," he whispered cruelty into the microphone, his voice ringing out within the prison chamber.


The sleep-inducing elements of the gas wore off after an hour or two, and Tran soon found himself lying only in his underwear on the floor, covered in sweat and semen. 


His mind raced with thoughts of shame over what the villain had done. But first things first: get dressed and find out where he kept those fake teeth, Tran internally told himself.


He freed himself from the now loose straps, the things having gone soft as the tiger had been laying relaxed on the floor while the gas had filled his lungs.


"I’ll make sure you regret ever crossing paths with me, Dr. Kie." Looking around, he realised that the villain had taken his suit and fangs, leaving the hero tiger exposed and toothless.


As if sensing the hero's movements, the coyote emerged from a door. This time though, instead of being clothed in black leather, he was wearing his own version of Tran's outfit; complete with the stolen set of sharp fangs dangling menacingly around his neck. 


"Look familiar?" he sneered, holding up the stolen items triumphantly, before tossing them aside carelessly onto a nearby table. 


"You see," he continued, closing in on the still disoriented hero slowly but steadily, "I don't just plan to break your strong spirit... I aim to take away everything that defines you." 


With each step, the coyote could feel the power shifting; it seemed like this battle wasn't over yet—only pain and suffering until one fell, it seemed. From what the Dr. could tell by looking at the tiger hero, his nemesis was mentally out of it in a way he’d never seen before.


The sight of the villain wearing his costume made Tran furious, how dared the coyote wear something so sacred to him!? 


"You will pay for desecrating my suit, villain!" The big tiger roared with righteous indignation, yet at the same time the gas left in his system made his male organ surge with energy as it heard its creator's voice approach the tiger's body.


With lust and rage fueling every move, Tran overpowered the powerful drugs in his system and lunged at his lifelong nemesis, using all his strength from years of training combined with his natural tiger instincts, his confidence surging as he saw the shock in Kie’s eyes.


His claws slashed through the air towards Dr. Kie's muzzle while his toothless maw snapped impotently close to the villain's throat. But even as they fought fiercely, part of Tran couldn't help but wonder if maybe.. Just maybe... his body was enjoying this struggle too much. The tiger's dick stiffened, jutting out of its sheath as it began to drip pre-cum once again.


Tran charged forward, the sleek coyote easily dodging each swipe of those sharp claws, a smirk playing on his lips, as the drug at least slowed down the feline.


"You really think you can win?" he taunted, stepping back just enough to avoid another attack before launching himself forward in an attempt to take down Tran with a powerful headlock. As their bodies collided once more, both males could feel a heat and intensity grow between them.


"Of course, villain... I'm the hero! Good will always triumph over evil." Despite being caught off guard by Dr. Kie's sudden move, Tran managed to break free from the hold. 


"You may have my suit, but never my spirit." He lunged at the villain again, aiming directly for the coyote's groyne, hoping to weaken him long enough to turn the tide in his favour. 


Yet even as the two continued fighting fiercely, deep inside, Tran could not help but admit that there was something strangely thrilling about this fight, as if there was a dark figure at the back of his mind edging him towards unnatural desires.


The adrenaline pumping through his veins mixed with lust, making every landed blow feel exhilarating. Tran aimed for the villain’s groyne, yet Kie stepped back just in time, avoiding the attack. He retaliated by grabbing one of Tran's powerful arms and twisted it painfully behind Tran’s back before slamming the tiger hard into the wall.


"Your spirit is admirable," the villain sneered, enjoying the sound of bones under intense pressure, his smaller arms fighting with all their might to keep the feline still. 


"But it won't save you from me today." And with that ominous promise hanging like a dark cloud, their fight resumed once more; both determined. not only to win but also to prove superiority over the other in their everlasting rivalry. 


"I think," Kie purred seductively, leaning in close so Tran could hear him, "I think it's time we explored just how much you can take." 


With a swift movement, he grabbed hold of Tran's dick and began stroking it firmly while continuing to whisper dirty words into his ear, the hero’s last attack grinding to a halt.


The gas froze the hero in place, allowing Dr. Kie to do his thing.


"You may break my body, villain... But never my will." With sheer determination fueling every move, Tran managed to free himself after only a short while, using all his strength to throw the coyote across the room even as his body screamed for him to submit.


His eyes blazed with fury as he lunged at the villain once more, claws extended and gums bared, ready to clamp down on anything standing in his way until justice was served. He suddenly felt a burning pain and glanced down to see a tranquiliser dart in his thigh, the bulletproof supersuit he overly relied on uncomfortably absent from his shaking thigh.


"Wha, coward!" The tiger staggered backwards and fell onto his knees and then all fours on the soft mats covering the chamber floor, a numbness spreading throughout his large body.


Dr. Kie couldn't help but let out an evil chuckle, as he saw Tran fall to his knees, the normally well coordinated superhero reduced to a mess from Kie’s chemical weapons. 


He approached Tran, who was now completely helpless, and began undressing him of his remaining attire slowly; savouring every moment of this long-awaited victory.


Despite knowing full well what was about to happen next, Tran refused to show any signs of fear or weakness as he watched the coyote strip himself naked. Instead he maintained eye contact with the villain throughout the entire process. 


His pride may have been wounded from losing again, but deep inside he knew that giving up wasn't an option. Even if it meant enduring unimaginably filthy acts and humiliation at the paws of his enemy. For in the heart of a true hero, surrender would never be an answer. 


The adrenaline still coursing through his veins mixed itself once more forcefully with lust; each touch feeling like fire burning within, fierce determination growing stronger by the second. He’d win this next battle and put his hated foe in his place once and for all.


He ignored Tran's intense stare, and so continued to tease and torment the captured hero; running his fingers lightly over sensitive areas while whispering dark promises into those soft ears. He wanted to break not just Tran's body but also his spirit, proving once and for all who held dominion over the hero and the city he protected. 


And when the time came to take things further, there’d be no turning back. Only submission or brutal force would be applied until compliance was achieved. 


Tran felt a hot paw grasp his dick, the teasing strokes making him moan weakly. Despite his efforts to fight against the overwhelming sensations brought forth by the gas, Tran couldn't help but respond involuntarily to the touch, betraying himself even amidst this cruel power game. His breath hitched, hips bucked slightly under Dr. Kie's skilled touches, his eyes fluttering shut briefly before opening again with defiance.


"You won't win... I'm not enjoying this... you can't make me... Ohoooo!" he grunts and cums hard onto the floor, the gas having put the hero's desires on a hair trigger. Each caress felt like a knife twisting in his heart, yet somehow it fueled an inner strength that refused to let go. For if he could endure this torture without breaking to the likes of his nemesis, then there would still be hope left within him. 


The coyote smirked cruelly as he watched Tran cum uncontrollably onto the floor, knowing full well that he’d already claimed complete victory regarding tonight's battle long ago. He continued to tease and torment his helpless captive, using each moan and gasp as proof of how much power he held over the once-invincible superhero. 


"What a horny slut you are," he taunted, while continuing his relentless assault on Tran's body. The hero struggled against the overwhelming sensations coursing through him, as the villain disregarded the feline’s afterglow, his evil paws stroking over his sensitive organ. Yet Dr. Kie couldn’t completely circumvent biology, as the spent organ softened in his grip.


Every touch sent shivers down Tran’s strong spine while also igniting a fire deep within his tired loins. Despite hating himself for responding at all, Tran couldn't deny some part of him enjoyed being dominated by this enemy who knew exactly what buttons to push. It was maddeningly frustrating, yet strangely exhilarating all at the same time. 


A moment of peace washed over him as the villain seized his torment, only for him to feel the Dr. fit something around his soft and shrinking genitals. Glancing back, he watched as Kie locked a heavy metal chastity cage over the hero's male organ and then grinned evilly.


With the metal cage securely fastened around Tran's dick, the villain stepped back to admire his work. It would be impossible for the superhero to pleasure himself now, or anyone else without first breaking free from its confines, Kie thought.


"Now we can really get started," he growled darkly, reaching out to caress the sensitive skin of that feline anus. The wicked doctor's touch sent a terrible feeling down the hero's spine, while the gas ignited an unquenchable fire within the feline's trapped genitals. 


There was no denying how much power the cage gave Dr. Kie over his mortal enemy, as each moment grew increasingly uncomfortable and humiliating for the tiger. For in taking away one of Tran's most basic wants as a living being, the wicked coyote had effectively stripped him bare both literally and metaphorically.


"You will not... will not... break me," Tran moaned, as the grinning villain sent another blast of the powerful aphrodisiac gas into the tiger's nose. As the effects of the drug grew stronger, Tran felt his inhibitions crumble like sand between his fingers... leaving nothing but raw desire coursing through his veins, the flesh around his soul growing feral.


Seeing a lack of consciousness in the feline’s eyes, the coyote doctor dragged the quivering and weakened hero across the floor and over to chains he’d specifically made for Tran. They fit perfectly around the superhero’s body, the snow tiger now fastly secured to the floor.


Tran struggled against the chains binding him to the floor; knowing full well that he should be fighting back instead of succumbing to these twisted desires. But try as he might, it seemed impossible to resist the overwhelming sensations flooding him, making him question just what kind of monster he truly was deep down inside. 


Meanwhile, Dr. Kie watched on hungrily, eagerly anticipating the moment when he’d finally claim complete dominance over this once-invincible superhero. 


"Ohooo... Ohooo Ohooo gods I need to.... to... Cum!" Tran moaned as his member strained against the inside of that cold metal chastity caged, the gas forcing his dick to awaken from its tired state, flesh sore and bruised from cumming so many times in a row. 


"Let me out of this thing!" The once proud hero tugged at the cage impotently, his voice whining in need now as he looked up at the grinning villain. 


"Let me out of it... I must... need to... cum," the big tiger growled and snarled until he felt a paw grab his tail, pulling it up to reveal the tight pink pucker of his anus.


"Oh you’re gonna cum alright... you're gonna cum like a sissy bitch." With a sadistic grin, the wicked coyote positioned himself behind Tran’s muscular bottom, cold paw taking hold of the hero's impotent caged organ teasingly. 


He couldn't help but revel in the power he wielded over this mighty foe, knowing full well how much torment he was causing Tran by denying his release, while simultaneously teasing his most sensitive areas. 


Tran let loose another desperate plea for relief, his voice hoarse, the many hours of drugged unconscious moaning having strained his voice. But instead of granting him mercy, the villain only increased the pace of his relentless assault on the hero's body. 


The wicked villain dosed Tran with even more aphrodisiac gas. "You want to cum so badly don't you?" He purred into Tran's ear as he continued to manipulate the tiger hero's impotent dick within its unforgiving cage. His touch sending shivers down the big cat's spine... the drugs in his system mixing pleasure with pain like some twisted form of torture. 


The drugs had taken control, leaving nothing but raw lust coursing through the feline’s every fibre. It wasn't long before Tran began thrashing wildly against his bonds, as the effect of the tranquilliser dissipated. This time he didn’t struggle out of defiance or anger, but rather out of pure desperation as the villain's chemicals didn’t allow for his brain to feel anything else.


By denying him release for what felt like an eternity, sanity itself seemed to slip away from him little by little, leaving only one dominating thought in his mind... 'Cum! CUM NOW!'


"Please... please let me... cum. Please… I need it," Tran begged breathlessly, realising there was only one way to do that with his male-hood locked in chastity. His prostate gland would have to be stimulated, which meant taking something up his virgin tailhole. 


With a wicked grin, the coyote reached around and grabbed hold of Tran's hips, positioning them perfectly against his own throbbing member. He could see the fear and desire warring within those beautiful eyes as he slowly pressed forward, breaching the tight ring of muscle guarding the superhero's most forbidden love cave.


"Oh gods!" Tran cried out in pain and pleasure as the villain invaded his body at a slow and agonising pace. The sensation was unlike anything he’d ever experienced; both terrifyingly intense yet strangely exciting all at once. And though every fibre of his being screamed for this violation to stop, the drugs made sure that he couldn't help but enjoy how powerless it made him feel against such an overwhelming force. 


As if reading his thoughts, Dr. Kie began thrusting harder into the hero's tailhole, driving them both closer towards climax.


"You want me, don't you?" The cunning villain purred darkly into Tran's ear while continuing his relentless assault on the big cat's prostate gland. 


The words sent a shiver down the tiger hero's spine, making him question just what kind of feral he truly was deep inside. 


Was there really no line too cruel or degrading that wouldn't be crossed? Were they simply animals driven by base desires and primal urges? It did not matter, for in giving himself over to these twisted pleasures, Tran knew that any hope of retaining even a shred of dignity would remain out of reach.


"I need you!" he cried out desperately as wave after wave of pleasure washed over his body, each one more intense than the last. The gas made him revel in the sensations, his brain forcing him to accept how utterly helpless it made him feel. 


"Cum with me," the wicked coyote growled darkly into Tran's fluffy ear before unleashing a powerful stream of hot semen deep within the hero's tight tailhole. 


His words sent another shiver down the tiger hero’s spine... making him realise just what kind of weakling he had become under the influence of this vile drug. But try as he might, there was no denying the sheer ecstasy coursing through every vein and nerve ending. A feeling so intensely pleasurable that it seemed almost divine in its perfection. 


It wasn't long before Tran followed suit; releasing a flood of cum into the cold metal chastity cage imprisoning his dick, while simultaneously clawing at the floor mats beneath him in pure animalistic fury as tears ran down his blushing cheeks.


"Oh gods!" he cried out hoarsely as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. The hero wanted to scream for the torment to end, but the gas changed up his needs, and so part of him was forced to revel in how utterly helpless it made him feel. 


"RRRRRORAR." A growl escaped both their lips as they finally connected on a primal level, merging bodies and souls together in a dance older than time itself. 


"No. no you can't... not that," the hero hissed in denial, even as his tailhole quivered in desire for that hard cock to continue its merciless pounding. At that moment something broke within him, the tiger’s mind yielding momentarily to the drugs control.


"Ohooo fuck... Ohooo do it... fuck my tailhole until I cum like a sissy!" 


His mind told him that this was exactly where he belonged, at the mercy of his captor's twisted desires. By submitting completely, he hoped there might still be a chance for redemption, or so he told himself as the gas clouded his vision.


The coyote began to thrust with renewed vigour... each stroke more brutal than the last. The big tiger roared out in pain and pleasure alike, as he clawed desperately at anything nearby, trying to find some semblance of control amidst the chaos unleashed by his own body. 


It wasn't long before Tran felt something warm and sticky leak out of his tailhole, marking him forevermore as Dr. Kie's plaything. But even then, relief washed over them both like a tidal wave, bringing an end to their torment at last. 


The big tiger took the savage raping, moaning and grunting in shame and pleasure alike. Meanwhile the villains hard cock pounded against his sissy gland, making the superhero who slept with tons of feline women into a moaning sissy faggot! 


Unknown to the hero this was all being recorded, so that the villain would have a way to blackmail the hero into serving him later on. 


"Oho Fuk... Ohoooo FUK Yes... FUCK ME... Ride me... make me cum, please!" The trapped tiger dick below screamed as well, though in its own manner as it struggled against the cold steel, cum spilling out of the holes in the tip of the metal covering. 


With one final thrust, the coyote let out a primal howl... releasing himself deep inside Tran's quivering hole. He held onto the tiger’s powerful hips tightly, feeling every muscle clench around him as the two males rode out the aftershocks together. And though it had been far from consensual or romantic... something about claiming another living creature in such an intimate manner left Kie oddly satisfied nonetheless. But he knew just how dangerous obsession could be; especially when mixed with power and control.


Tran hung his head in shame. The superhero accidentally ended up watching his seed drip from that shiny metal chastity cage, causing Tran to start sobbing softly.


Dr. Kie leaned down close to whisper into his fuzzy ear in a gentle almost sycophantic voice. "You belong to me now, little kitty." His voice was low and menacing, leaving no doubt as to who held all the cards between the two. 


The big tiger shuddered at these words but said nothing, knowing full well there would be no escape from this dark fate anytime soon. For now, he could only hope for some small act of defiance later on, the hope of being let free a fleeing option in the feline’s mind.


"Thank you for letting me cum." Tran said, the words almost making him puke as the foggy room started clearing up, his old self returning slightly, the twisted version of himself which the drugs had created for Doctor Kie to enjoy though was still in control.


A cruel smile spread across the villain's lips, as he pulled back slightly before thrusting back into the hero once more. Sending waves of pleasure coursing through both bodies again as they continued their dance of dominance and submission. 


"Thank you for being so big and hard," Tran moaned involuntarily. The coyote snickered at the vulnerable male's compliment, before pulling back slightly and then thrusting forward once more, their hips connecting to make primal music again.


"Ahahah." With each passing moment, Dr. Kie grew bolder, his paws roaming freely over Tran's body, exploring every part with an almost possessive hunger. 


The tiger tried desperately to resist but found himself aroused despite his best efforts. It was clear now that no matter how much he struggled internally, Tran would crave what the villain had to give as long as the aphrodisiac gas was still present in his system.


For better or worse, it seemed like fate itself had conspired to bring them together on this fateful night. Feeling his dick twitching inside the cold metal cage, the snow tiger superhero let out a soft whimper of submission. 


'I can't believe I am enjoying this… him raping me!' he thought bitterly to himself, while trying to keep up appearances although he continued to moan loudly.


As the two predator’s climax approached, the coyote felt something inside him snap, giving way to a darker side he hadn't known existed. His grip tightened around those powerful hips and he began pounding into Tran with all of his might, lost in a haze of lust and power.


"Fuck! You’re so big," Tran roared out as he felt an orgasm building within him against his will. The sensation was overwhelming; it seemed like every nerve ending in his body was screaming with pleasure at once. Yet despite everything, he couldn't help but let loose a string of dirty curses mixed with praise for his captor. 


With each passing moment, the villain grew more frenzied, driven on by the sheer intensity of what they were doing together. Kie continued thrusting, determined not to lose himself in this dark abyss just yet. 


As Tran reached his peak, the coyote held onto those powerful hips even tighter, savouring the feeling of conquest coursing through his veins as he felt the feline tighten up.


"I can feel you stretching me... I never thought something so big could fit inside me. This is so sick and wrong... but it feels soooo good." His voice strained between moans and gasps, as the once mighty hero of mega-city lay there squealing in submission. 


"You’re really going to ruin my tailhole forever."


The words fueled Dr. Kie's fire. Hearing Tran admit how much he enjoyed being dominated sent shivers down his spine, making him determined not only to teach him a lesson but also to claim victory over a longtime enemy who’d eluded him time and time again.


Both male’s were left breathless as they reached climax together once more, each lost in their own world of pain, pleasure, and confusion. The orgasm hit Tran hard, the tiger now moaning from the top of his lungs as every muscle in his body tensed up.


Tran let out a primal roar that echoed through the hideout, as he came all over himself and the coyote with the last of his seed. It felt like everything inside him exploded into pieces... He couldn't believe what had happened. 


"Ooooooooo that felt so good... I needed that." The feeling of release washed over the villain for a brief moment; he allowed himself to bask in the afterglow, savouring the taste of victory on his lips. However, reality soon set in once more, reminding him of why he was here in the first place... to teach Tran a lesson about crossing paths with someone like him. 


As Kie’s breathing slowly returned to normal, the coyote pulled away from Tran, leaving an empty space where his vile organ and warmth used to be.


As the villain pulled out, Tran let out a soft contented sounding sigh as he tried to catch his breath. His body still trembled slightly from the intense experience but at least he managed not to lose control of his voice, the drugged version of himself slowly growing quiet. 


He looked up into his nemesis's eyes, trying to read what was going through his mind. There was something cold behind those piercing irises that sent one last shivers down his spine 


"What do you plan on doing next?" The question caught the coyote off guard. For a moment, Dr. Kie hesitated, unsure how much longer he could maintain his composure around such a dangerous foe. Finally, after taking a long pause, he spoke in a low voice filled with menace.


"Next," he growled ominously, licking his lip's as he considered just spending the rest of his live fucking that sweet tailhole and breaking the cities number one star. 


"I will make sure your life is never the same again." With that chilling promise hanging heavy in the air, the villain stood up and began gathering his things together, preparing himself for whatever came next.


For better or worse, they would continue dancing along the edge of chaos until one of them emerged as the master, with either the villain or the hero defeated and made to submit.


As Dr. Kie started to gather his belongings, he couldn't help but feel uneasy about what had just happened and where it might lead. Part of him wanted nothing more than to forget all of this occurred and for him and Tran to return to being enemies who respected one another. 


However, another part of him knew deep down that something else was brewing, something far more complicated than the doctor cared to admit at that moment.


Tran watched as the coyote welded the chastity cage closed, making the feline’s organ his captive. The big tiger couldn't help but struggle against the chains as he saw himself become a captive for life, the vulnerability a blow to his otherwise proud persona. 


As the evil doctor finished packing up, Tran decided not to press further, instead choosing silence as an intensely musky smell hung heavily over them like fog rolling across the city shoreline. They shared a tense look before finally breaking eye contact, signalling an end to this chapter in their wicked little tale. 


"I have everything we've done here recorded. If you don't want the world to see it, then you will become my little sex kitten from now on." With those words, he left, the coyote smirking, knowing he held all the cards until their next battle would commence.


He could see fear flicker across Tran's muzzle for a brief moment, but also something else, a spark of defiance perhaps? It only fueled his want to break the tiger even more.


"You may have won this time... may have taken your pleasure in my mouth and tailhole... may have locked my male-hood away... But I am still a hero!"


Dr. Kie laughed darkly at his enemies words, and glanced over his shoulder to smile fondly. "Oh really? Who are you trying to convince... me or you?" he asked, grabbing hold of Tran's chin roughly, forcing him to look up into his cold eyes. 


"Then prove it, hero." His voice dripped with sarcasm as he spoke these words, daring the big cat to challenge him one last time, the coyote not fully satisfied just yet. Deep down the doctor hoped that maybe, just maybe, Tran would break with another pounding.


Only time would tell if such dreams were nothing more than pipe dreams. With one last cruel smile, the coyote released his grip on Tran's muzzle before striding off into the night, leaving behind an echo of laughter that seemed to mock all sense of justice and fair play.


As the coyote was engulfed by the night's shadows, a quiet and soft click could be heard from the chains that surrounded Tran, the tiger finally free from the physical chains. 


Tran stood up, but found himself standing on shaky legs as the gas still tried to keep him down, the drug a slowly disappearing pain for the feline to deal with.


"You'll see..." Tran whispered as he gathered his suit and fangs before limping away. 


As the villain disappeared from sight, Tran couldn't help but feel his stomach try to puke out the villain's disgusting canine seed. This was far from over between them, paths had been irrevocably altered by this encounter, and deep inside, Tran knew he wouldn't rest until he emerged victoriously in this twisted dance of power. 


For now, each participant went back to their own world, basking in the afterthoughts of what had just transpired while plotting their next move against the other; the stage already set for round two in this dangerous game.


In his lair, Tran took out a bottle of alcohol and drank deeply, trying to drown the memories of everything that happened with his enemy. But even as Tran downed drink after drink, those memories of the assault returned stronger, his burning tailhole a constant reminder. It was seemingly impossible to forget such an intense experience, no matter how hard he tried.


Tears streamed down his messy cheeks as he thought of the many citizens of his mega-city, how would he protect them now, and how would he ever find the courage to look his lovers in the eyes again, to come clean and tell them he could never rut them?


No answer came to mind, and so, he drank some more.


He’d wanted to put his nemesis in prison up until this very moment… and had done so many times already to the cheers of mega-city citizens, but now, thoughts of actually putting down the vile doctor like an animal filled his mind, the evil thoughts making him sob as he felt himself stray from the righteous road in his quest to seek revenge.


Back at the villain's hideout, Dr. Kie sat alone in silence... lost in thought about what had just occurred. He couldn't deny there was something undeniably alluring about Tran now, despite being his sworn enemy, part of him wanted nothing more than to continue exploring every part of the tiger's large and muscular body. 


To see if perhaps they might find common ground beyond their shared hatred for one another. For now, though, he knew better than to let himself get too close emotionally or physically. After all, power meant everything in this world, especially when dealing with someone as cunning and dangerous as Tran, the snow tiger.


With a heavy sigh, the coyote stood up from where he sat, determined not to dwell on these confusing feelings any longer. Instead, he turned his attention towards planning his next move against his rival.


FIN






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GRAHAM NOLEN