Mid-Day Duties

Written by: Seliron (Sel)
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A few minutes later, Mufasa and his little prey had returned to pride rock. Meo opened his eyes as he heard excited chatter and giggling, and his jaw immediately dropped. Sitting in a semi-circle in front of him was the whole pride, from cubs to adults, from males to females. The cub knew the look in their eyes, and his worst fears quickly got confirmed as his eyes wandered over their crotches – he saw some sheaths already bulging noticeably, and even a few females rubbing their crotches sneakily in anticipation.

Mufasa walked forward and casually dropped Meo onto the dusty ground right in front of the other lions. The cub used the last of his strength to raise his head, and he was greeted by the smirking faces of Simba and Nala towering over him.

“You didn’t think you’d get out of your morning duties, did you?” Simba chuckled, his rock-hard cocklet twitching.

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Meo’s eyes widened in horror and his ears immediately folded, but before he could do more than let out a defeated whimper, Simba had reached out and smacked the leopard cub’s head down into the dirt. His chin sent little dust clouds into the air, which settled on his fur and whiskers.

“Stay down where you belong.” the lion boy ordered. “Or… actually…”

With a giggle, Simba sat down right in front of Meo’s muzzle. His balls and sheath were only an inch away from the leopard’s sniffling nose, the scent tickling Meo’s nostrils and making them twitch. His fur stood on edge, as he knew that scent very well – and also what it usually meant for him.

“Put your worthless mouth to work and lick me.”

Meo whimpered again, as his fears had come true - but despite that, his little head almost instinctively raised again. Without much looking, the spotted cat pushed his muzzle up against Simba’s crotch, and his little tongue flicked out. Meo’s eyes teared up slightly as he dutifully ran his rough appendage from the boy’s sheath all the way to the tip.

“Ooohyeaaah… that’s it…” Simba moaned quietly.

Doing as he was taught, Meo wrapped his tongue around Simba’s small shaft, licking it all over while he moved up and down the pulsing length. After a few bobs, the leopard opened his mouth and wrapped his black lips around the lion’s tip, suckling on it before sliding down slowly. Simba huffed and thumped his paws on the ground - but soon, the peaceful scenery got interrupted. Nala walked up to her companion, and without much ado, she shoved Simba aside, who let out a surprised yip as he almost toppled over.

“Hey, what…!”

“Don’t hog him all for yourself, Simba.” Nala chimed. “My turn now. There’s room for us both, you can have his backside!”

Simba grumbled, but nodded – this time, Nala would get her way for once. He walked around the leopard cub in a half circle and nonchalantly grabbed Meo’s tail, yanking it up to reveal the spotted cat’s reddened rump and still swollen tailhole.

“Heh, Daddy spanked you nice and tender already, huh?”

“Don’t distract my toy, Simba!” Nala piped up. “He needs to focus on my pussy.”

With that, the lion girl sat down right in front of Meo’s muzzle, just as Simba had done before. She pushed her crotch up against the leopard’s muzzle and dragged it along his nose, giving him both a good taste and sniff. Meo whimpered weakly, but his tongue wormed out nonetheless, and as Nala sat back down, he started to hesitantly lick along the cub’s pussy.

Now muffled, the young leopard could only huff as he felt a small paw smack onto his rear. Simba’s toe prodded at Meo’s hole, and accompanied by a muffled whine coming from the leopard’s muzzle, it eventually slipped inside. The lion pushed his toe deeper and deeper, all the spreading and wiggling making Meo squirm against Simba’s paw. On his other end, the spotted kitty had gotten into a steady rhythm on Nala’s pussy. He had his muzzle bunched up against the girl’s crotch, his tongue had long slipped deep into her. Nala moaned as the leopard ate her out, and she kept her paw firmly on Meo’s head to keep him from pulling off anytime soon.

“Mmmpf…” she groaned. “Go on, Simba… mount him already, will ya?”

Simba chuckled and pulled his toe out of Meo’s ass. He positioned himself, and after taking aim briefly, he mounted the leopard cub. His cock easily found its mark and slipped into the cub below him, and Meo could only let out a muffled, pained yelp. Not wasting any time, Simba immediately pulled his hips back. He stopped before his tip slipped out, though – only to reverse and push himself back in, deeper than before. The kitten moaned as he began a rhythm of pounding, making Meo squirm and whimper into Nala’s damp crotch fur.

While the two lion kittens were busy playing with their toy, a new visitor arrived in the pridelands. A black panther with hair white as snow stepped into the lion circle on silent paws, and after looking around for a moment, he walked up to Mufasa – who smirked as he noticed the new arrival.

“Welcome, Sel.” the lion said. “I see you found us rather easily, very well.”

The panther sat down next to Mufasa and let out an approving hum. His eyes were locked on the trio of cubs, and he licked his lips as he watched Simba’s little cocklet repeatedly disappear in Meo.

“I see where you’re looking at, Sel.” Mufasa chuckled. “But Simba’s not on the menu today, you’re here for the… boy… wrapped around his little royal dick.”

“I know, I know.” the panther replied. “But one can dream, right? Simba was fun to have around.”

“Dream you can, for sure. Maybe some other time, should he ever act up again.”

The two felines chuckled, but a moment later, they perked their ears and turned their heads as another set of paws approached from behind.

“Keezi.” Mufasa snickered. “Came to see your son serving his purpose?”

“Of course, my king.” the female leopard agreed sweetly. “That is the feline who’s going to teach my… son… some manners?”

“Yes, that will be him.” Mufasa confirmed. “His name’s Sel.”

“Handsome.” Keezi said as she slowly circled the panther. “I trust you will make sure Meo learns all the valuable lessons Mufasa promised you can teach him?”

“Of course, Keezi.” Sel replied. “I’ll make sure he reaches deep knowledge of every single lesson.”

“Very well.” she replied, and her tail brushed over Sel’s chin teasingly. “Don’t hold yourself back.”

The female leopard kept circling Sel. She eyed him up from head to toe, and her tail teased him here and there again by rubbing over his chin, sheath, and balls.

“A week should suffice?” Mufasa asked both Keezi and Sel. “We can do without him for a bit, but my fellow lions will get… impatient without their little cockwarmer around for too long.”

“Oh, it will be more than enough.” Sel confirmed. “You won’t recognize him when he returns, I promise you.”

“Perfect. But remember, no permanent damage.”

“Of course, Mufasa – as agreed. I wouldn’t want to bar myself from another chance at Simba or Nala, after all.”

“You have a point. Now, shall we introduce you to your new student?”

“Absolutely. Do you want to wait for them to finish or should I crash their little game?”

“Go for it. Simba and Nala have gotten quite cocky lately, anyway - won’t hurt them to be put in their place a little.”

“With pleasure, Mufasa.”

The panther walked up to the pile of cubs, and all three of them didn’t seem to notice him at first. That changed, however, as soon as the panther grabbed Simba by the scruff and yanked the yelping cub off Meo. The lion’s cocklet twitched helplessly as it slipped out of the leopard’s abused ass, firing thin ropes of precum onto the dirt below.

“Hey! Who do you think you…” Simba said, then turned around. “… are…”

The lion cub’s ears folded immediately as soon as he recognized the panther’s towering form sitting in front of him, smirking down at him.

“I wasn’t done yet…” he pouted. “You could’ve…”

“Are you talking back again, Prince?” the panther growled. “Do you need a reminder of my lessons from last time?”

Simba flinched at the mention and tucked his tail, his muzzle shutting tightly. He cowered and averted Sel’s piercing stare. After some hesitant shuffling of his paws, he walked up to Nala, who had pulled herself off Meo’s muzzle already. Her ears just as folded as Simba’s, she turned around and nodded towards a row of bushes in the distance.

“Let’s find a quiet place and finish this by ourselves.” Nala whispered, and after an approving nod from Simba, they both scampered off as fast as they could.

The miserable bundle of spotted fur on the ground groaned as Sel stepped closer, and as he finally mustered the courage to look up, his eyes shot open. The panther was just as tall and muscular as the lions he knew so well, but the silky black fur made him look a lot more intimidating – an impression the devious smirk on the panther’s face didn’t mitigate, either.

Meo’s ears folded and a hard gulp rocked his throat as Sel reached out with one of his large paws. The panther grabbed him by the scruff, just as he had done with Simba before, and lifted him up. He brought the cub’s tiny face up to his own, his green eyes locking with the leopard’s, who quickly blinked away in shame and fear.

“Coward.” Sel snickered. “Just as Mufasa told me. No bravery needed for taking cocks, right? You little fucktoy.”

Sel eyed the cub’s lithe body from head to toe. The mighty panther flashed his sharp teeth in a smirk, causing Meo to flinch and whimper in fear.

“Suck.” the panther commanded and dropped Meo to the ground without any care.

Sel rolled onto his side. His lean stomach faced the lion pride to give them a good show, especially for Keezi, who still eyed him with a lusty smile on her face. The leopardess’ eyes wandered to the panther’s growing cock, and as it reached its full size after only a few twitches, she gave Sel an approving nod.

Meo, in the meantime, hesitantly crawled over to Sel. The young cub barely lifted himself off the ground, his tired legs only being able to drag his body through the dust - he eventually managed to reach his target, though. The small muzzle prodded against Sel’s twitching tip, and the panther’s manly scent made the kitten’s nose wrinkle as it wafted into his nostrils.

After another second of hesitation - and a disgusted gag - the small leopard slowly opened his mouth. The small tongue pushed up against the glistening tip, giving it a few hesitant licks. Shortly after, the cub wrapped his lips around the panther’s tip, suckling on it like it was his mother’s teat. Sel huffed and moaned softly, and his muscles relaxed as he reveled in the sensations the silky soft lips and rough tongue sent through his crotch.

“You call that sucking, you sorry excuse of a leopard?” Sel growled. “Let’s make your mommy proud, shall we? Look, she’s watching you.”

Meo’s pleading eyes shot up and quickly found his mother. Their eyes met, and the leopardess put on a warm smile, accompanied by an encouraging nod. She kept her eyes locked on her son as Sel put his paw on the cub’s head - and as Sel pushed him down his shaft, her smile only grew wider, a smile that fit a proud mommy.

Her son, in contrast, gagged hard and choked from the sudden, hard intrusion. It only made Sel moan, of course, as the cub’s tight throat squeezed his shaft like a vice. The panther pushed and pushed, forcing Meo further down, and the gags and squirms only got more desperate until his glistening lips finally bunched up against Sel’s grey sheath fur.

“Look at my little boy… making a handsome panther as happy as he can be.” the female leopard snickered and licked her lips as she watched her own son forced to deepthroat another male’s cock. “Good job, Meo. You’re doing so well now.”

Meo choked and writhed as the panther’s cock twitched deep inside his throat. Sel kept the boy’s head in place for a few more moments, and then yanked him back, all the way until the panther’s tip almost slipped out from the seal the black, glistening lips provided. Then, he immediately reversed and pushed Meo back down even harder than before, forcing heavy gags and chokes out of the young boy.

Meo squirmed in discomfort and useless struggles as the adult started to jerk himself off with the leopard’s tight muzzle. Sel pushed and pulled the small head back and forth along his cock, and Meo could only try to swallow in between the gags – and swallow he did, as Sel’s cock leaked copious amounts of precum into his throat, and down into his belly.

“Fuck...” Sel groaned. “Not gonna last long… with such a tight little cocksleeve around my cock…"

After a quick glance at Keezi, and a mutual nod, the panther quickly sped up. Meo choked and wheezed as his head got rammed down the barbed shaft harder and faster, and the tapered tip bulged his throat noticeably. Groans and pants came from Sel’s open muzzle, his tongue hanging out as he pleasured himself with the kitten’s maw.

The panther’s moaning quickly reached its peak, and he squirmed and shivered all over as the cub’s gagging squeezed his shaft hard over and over. Not even a second later, accompanied by a labored groan, Sel pushed Meo down against his sheath until his muzzle bunched up against it. The cub gagged harshly as the cock throbbed and fired thick ropes of hot seed down his throat, directly into his stomach.

The cub’s maw quickly filled up to the brim with hot, sticky seed, as he couldn’t possibly swallow all of it down. The cum spurted out around Sel’s shaft, staining the cub’s black lips and whiskers with a milky white frosting. The kitten twitched and gagged as he kept trying to both swallow and breath at the same time, but neither of it worked as the thick shaft blocked most of Meo’s throat. Meo’s face eventually turned a slight shade of blue, and his struggle for air got more and more desperate. Just as his mind started to get foggy – even more foggy than before - the black furred feline’s orgasm died down, and the stream of cum subsided eventually.

Sel yanked himself out of the cub’s muzzle with a wet squelch. A thin string of cum connected the tip of his cock with the boy’s lips for a moment, before Meo started to wheeze and gasp heavily, drawing in much needed breath. The following coughs sent splatters of cum onto the ground in front of the cub.

“We’re gonna have a lot of fun together, little cub.” the panther teased and rolled back onto his paws. “Take a good last look at your mommy, twerp – you won’t see her for at least a week.”

Sel chuckled and lowered his maw down to the sobbing and gasping pile of fur in the dirt below. He grabbed the cub by the scruff with his teeth and yanked him up, and with a last nod at Keezi, he turned around and walked off into the pridelands. Meo’s pleading eyes remained locked on his mother all the way until she was out of sight, but deep down in his heart, he knew that Keezi would not come to his rescue.

And indeed, the leopardess only smiled as she watched her son being carried off into the wilds. Another lion had appeared by her side in the meantime, and the leopard looked over at him, her smile growing bright - and a lot more lustful. Kusema glanced back at his mate, a wordless understanding in their eyes.

“Have you seen my little boy perform?” Keezi said proudly. “Serving a mighty panther almost as good as a female would. I’m sure Sel will teach him the rest… over time.”