Rita made her way to correction room B, holding a slim folder in her hand as her heels beat a staccato rhythm on the tiled floor. The lioness prepared herself for the task at hand - welcoming a new charge to the Home. The Aphrodite Home for Wayward Boys, a unique institution that functioned both as an orphanage and a correctional institution. The thing that made it truly unique, however, was that it took in only young males, while the staff - as the name suggested - were all females. The official explanation for this was a new concept in raising boys who, for one reason or other, found themselves without parental care. The female staff provided a nurturing environment and filled a maternal role in the boys' lives, while the older wards acted as big brothers and positive male role models.
                The institution had been the target of much controversy when it opened, with various accusations being made about the privately, and more to the point, very well-funded home. However, once the investigations uncovered nothing and the Home began to turn out happy, well-educated and well-adjusted young men, the accusers fell silent, and persons and institutions who'd at first distanced themselves from the Aphrodite began to sing it's praises. 
                The Home had been operating for over twenty years by now, and it's reputation was sterling. Judges and politicians who'd stood staunchly by government institutions were now all in favor of the privately funded institution, especially since during those twenty years a number of public facilities had found themselves the center of scandals. And not a single case of abuse or misconduct in the Aphrodite.
                Rita smiled a little at that thought. While she'd never be part of an organization that abused children, misconduct was a relative term. The truth is, nobody outside the home, except former charges, knew the secret of it's success. To an outsider it seemed a winning combination of innovative child psychology and a facility that had all the resources of an elite prep-school. Rita wasn't that naïve. She knew that boys would always act out without three things - parental attention, discipline, and sex. While two of those factors were universally agreed upon, the last one most certainly wasn't, which was the reason why the secret of the home's record of success would remain a secret.
                The fact that they had to keep it secret irked Rita. In her opinion, once a person overcame their outrage at the concept, the benefits of their method were clear. Sex was a very powerful incentive, a physically and emotionally rewarding act, and by purging their excess testosterone the boys were more docile and more focused on their schoolwork and chores. Still, even they recognized that prepubescent boys were too young for intercourse. For these boys they restricted themselves to maternal affection, even having a couple of wet-nurses on staff. But even in these early stages the accent was on sensuality and encouragement of sexual curiosity.
                And then again, sex could also have it's disciplinary applications, which is where Rita came in. She entered the soundproofed room, locking the door behind her and noting their newest addition was already inside. Derek Peters, a 13 year old buck, trying to look cocky and imposing despite wearing only a hospital gown and slippers. His efforts were wasted on the tall lioness, but then again a full grown stag would have had a hard time intimidating her. She was very much on her turf, and deep down the buck knew it.
                "Derek Peters?" she asked making eye contact with the boy. To his credit, he did try to stare her down, but a few seconds later he tore his brown eyes away from the felines piercing green orbs.
"Yes." He said, looking at the floor sullenly.
"Well, I see you've passed your medical with flying colors." She said, flipping the folder open. "Shame your police record isn't as clean. " she continued with a note of disappointment in her voice.
This was all part of the routine. His file was in her hands before he showed up here, and she'd committed it to memory. Mostly it was the usual charges - truancy, petty theft, vandalism. All of it handled by social workers, and handled poorly. It wasn't until he was caught breaking into a house that the matter was seriously investigated. It turned out his mother was a drug user and suspected prostitute, father unknown. When it came to light, she was deemed unfit and sent to rehab, while young Derek was given over into their care.
She knew she should have some sympathy for the woman who was only fourteen years older than her son, but it always raised her heckles to see a child neglected. If the doe wasn't able or willing to raise a child, she could have turned the baby over to them. Still, she put those feelings aside, and focused on the child in front of her. He was frightened, although he was trying to hide it. Sadly, he probably had his whole life to practice just that. She pretended to study the file some more, letting the silence hang in the air, making the boy more anxious. He was in a safe place now, even if he didn't realize it, and the walls he'd built to keep him safe would need to come down. And while the boy was hesitant to meet her gaze, she could feel his eyes on the rest of her.
Although the staff at the Aphrodite consisted of females of varying species, age and body types, they all shared one trait - sensual beauty. Ranging from young to mature, full-figured to tomboyish, all were meant to inspire lust in a straight male. And as for the others, well, they always had plenty of young boys...
Rita's figure was accentuated by ample curves, although she worked hard to keep herself well-toned. Her frame and posture radiated power and went well with her natural feline grace. Her outfit was fairly conservative, consisting of a black skirt and a white blouse, although the skirt was short and the blouse tight and partly unbuttoned. Combined with shoulder-length hair styled to look wild and shaggy the overall effect was that of an enticing predator. Which is what made Rita so good at her job at the home - Corrections and Orientation.
"Well, none of what you did really matters. Boys who go through the Aphrodite never have problems with the law again, and you will not be an exception. Do you know how we accomplish that, Derek?" she asked, eyes once again on the buck.
"...heard rumors..." he mumbled. He was getting a lot less cocky, the tough guy attitude eroding under the lionesses gaze.
"Oh? And what were they?"
"That you use brainwashing, drugs... " he said, his voice almost breaking on the last word. He was afraid of drugs. No doubt he saw what they did to his mother.
"Well, sorry to disappoint you. We allow no drugs on the premises and brainwashing doesn't produce healthy, well-adjusted men. Our program does. The approach is innovative, but the principle is very old indeed - the carrot and the stick. What that means is we reward good behavior and penalize bad behavior." She let her eyes fall on one of the few pieces of furniture in the room - a padded bench, it's legs adjusted so it was waist height with the buck.
"In here, the carrot and the stick are the same thing - sex." She tossed out the word casually, noting the effect it had on the buck. Like most boys with his background he wasn't ignorant of sex, likely not even a virgin. It did seem to alarm him, so Rita changed her posture to seem more alluring than intimidating. A bit of fear at this stage was a good thing, but she didn't want the child to panic.
"If you do good - perform your chores, get good grades, participate in extracurricular activities etc. you will be rewarded with sex. You can chose any member of our staff as your partner..." she said, running one hand along her thigh and the other along her chest to drive the point home "... or if you prefer, any one of the other boys that's willing. You are free to masturbate, but you can only have sex as a reward." Looking at the buck she noticed a bulge in his hospital gown.
"However, if you do not behave appropriately, you will be taken to a room like this one, and one of our well-behaved boys will be brought in to discipline you, under my supervision. Since this is your Orientation, today you will get both the stick and the carrot, so to speak." She said, opening a door and admitting a young gray-furred rabbit dressed in a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants.
"This is Andrew, and he will be penetrating you today."
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Derek winced at the words, still unable to believe what he was hearing, and the casual way it was being discussed. It wasn't the thought of anal rape that scared him. He was nine when he started hanging around with some of the street kids on his block, and the first few months several of the older boys had mounted him, sometimes catching him alone, sometimes in front of everyone. He came to peace with that - he was small, weak and new to the group, and the older boys were showing their dominance. A few years later he did it to some other kids, and never really felt bad about it. Big kids fuck the little ones. But the rabbit wasn't bigger than him, he might even be younger! He couldn't believe he was being told to raise his tail for him. 
"Andrew here is twelve and has been with us for about a year now. He had a rap sheet very similar to yours when he came in, but since then I'm happy to say his behavior has been exemplary."
"Thank you, ma'am." The rabbit replied with a modest smile.
"Whatever. I'm not letting that little fag rut me!" Derek protested. Still, he didn't get the reaction he was expecting - neither Andrew nor Rita got angry.
"I can tell you from personal experience that Andrew knows how to treat a woman. He is a very gentle, and considerate lover, which is why I asked him to come here today. I hope you won't make me regret that decision. Now take off your gown and lay your upper body on the bench, legs apart and tail up."
For a second Derek considered saying something, protesting, but one look at the lionesses eyes and he found himself shrugging off the gown. In a second he was standing naked, his hands covering his crotch. He didn't want these two to see the stiffy the sight of Rita's shapely body was giving him. The lioness arched one brow, and the buck moved to the padded bench, bending over lengthwise and gripping the edges, his tail up and his pucker exposed to the rabbit behind him. He'll just let the runt mount him, he'd certainly taken bigger boys than him before, and it will all be over. And she did say they'd be giving him the 'carrot and the stick'. If he took his punishment, maybe the lioness would bend over for him...
 He heard a cap open and felt something cool and slimy drizzle over his exposed pucker. He tensed when a moment later a digit started to rub around his ring, slathering his ass in lube. The strokes relaxed him, and the rabbit behind him took the opportunity to stick his finger in the buck's slick ass.
"Just relax..." he spoke softly, running his hand down Derek's lower back and scratching the base of the deer boy's tail. Once the buck relaxed some more, Andy pushed his finger all the way in, rubbing the insides of the other boy's rump. "I'm not going to hurt you..."
Derek's face turned a bright red, although he wasn't sure if it was embarrassment or anger. In a way, the rabbit's gentle strokes and kind words were more embarrassing than the taunts the other boys had hurled at him when they were rutting him. He wished the other kid would just mount him and get this over with. And through it all the lioness watched, circling the two, her heels clicking noisily on the tiled floor.
"I think he's ready enough, Andrew. You may proceed." Rita said, standing in front of Derek as the bunny behind him placed one hand on the buck's boyish ass, spreading a cheek as his other hand guided his slim shaft to the other boy's now glistening pucker. Derek felt the bunny's head touch his tail-hole and grit his teeth, bracing for the pain of penetration. Instead of the expected brutal shove, the rabbit behind him just nudged his tip, prodding gently but firmly at the buck's opening until his ring unclenched and the slim shaft slipped in. Dreck heard himself groan through his teeth, the boy behind him moaning as he slowly but surely slipped his member deeper inside his unwilling lover. 
"I told you he was gentle." He heard the lioness speak and looked up, meeting those green eyes and noting a slight smirk on the lips beneath them. "Andrew here had quite a temper when he first arrived. Now he's an excellent student, a member of the debate club, and I understand he even plays the flute..."
"Ungh, figures the little fag likes to blow something..." he grunted, hoping to provoke the rabbit. He'd prefer a fast, angry rutting, even if it was painful. He could deal with that pain, it was unpleasant but familiar, unlike this strange 'punishment'. But if Andrew took any offense to his comment, he didn't show it. He hated to admit it, but the bunny's gentle thrusts were almost pleasant now that he'd relaxed around the member gliding in and out of him. It must have shown on his face, because the lioness in front of him smiled almost smugly as one of her hands lifted the hem of her skirt, showing a lack of underwear and a very wet slit.
Rita spread her legs slightly and slipped two fingers inside her snatch, moaning as she started to play with herself. Derek found himself entranced by the sight of the feline's sex, as well as the scent coming from it. His own shaft was stiff now, bouncing with every thrust the bunny made. Noticing that the buck had relaxed, Andrew was now humping his ass in typical rabbit fashion, his hips a blur as he slid his slim shaft in and out of the prone boy. 
The lioness enjoyed the sight of the two young boys mating in front of her, noting the change in Derek's behavior once he caught a glimpse of her pussy. She kept dipping her fingers in and out of her sex while she slowly undid the buttons on her blouse with her other hand. Three buttons later and her generous breasts spilled out of the too-tight top and she smiled at the sight of the buck's eyes going wide as he focused on those perfect gold-furred mounds. Rita cupped one tit and purred as she tweaked her nipple, putting on a good show for her latest ward.
Derek was mesmerized by the sight of the breathtakingly beautiful lioness fondling herself right in front of him, her pussy drooling so much that he could smell her arousal. He could feel his own cock drip as it dangled between his legs, painfully hard both from Rita's performance and the little rabbit's vigorous thrusting. He wasn't really attracted to other boys, and never liked the sensation of another male's cock in his ass, but he had to admit what the bunny was doing to him felt nice. True to the lioness' word, Andrew seemed to be doing his best to make the rutting pleasurable for both of them.
As the sights and sensations washed over him, the buck found his hostility slipping away. When the lioness had first ordered him to bend over for the other boy he felt angry and humiliated, but neither of them laughing at him, or making fun of him, or trying to cause him pain. And although the bunny's caresses still embarrassed him a bit, his cock was now hitting certain spots inside him, and he wasn't sure he'd want him to stop. He realized he was no longer gripping the edges of the bench, and that his groans of discomfort had turned to a needy panting. 
"Ahh, Miss Rita... I can't..." Andrew panted, his strokes now lightning fast, his young shaft barely leaving his lover's rear.
"It's all right, Andrew. You may cum." The lioness husked.
She knelt down, getting on eye-level with Derek and seeing the rabbit behind him grip his hips and push in as far as he could. She saw the bucks eyes widen a second before she brought her lips to his, kissing him deeply and passionately while Andrew sprayed his seed inside him. A few seconds later she broke the kiss, letting the young buck catch his breath. She smiled when she saw the bunny stretched out over his back, his arms wrapped around Derek's waist as he nuzzled his neck. Andrew always got very affectionate in the afterglow.
Derek found himself surprised by the impact the other boy's climax had on him, the way it had left him dazed and out of breath. Every time before today when another male came inside him all he felt was relief, followed by more humiliation when his assailant withdrew and commented on his abused hole. Now he felt strangely comfortable, accepting the bunny's affections while the lapine shaft slowly softened inside him. The thought brought his attention back to his own cock, painfully erect from all the stimulation Andrew had given his prostate.
A few moments later the rabbit slid off and out of him, the buck's pucker reflexively closing once the other boy's shaft slipped out. He blushed, realizing his well-bred ass was sticking up in the air and winced slightly when he felt a touch back there. Looking back, he saw Andy had gotten some paper towels and was doing his best to clean him up. 
"Now, Derek, sit on the edge of the bench." Rita said once the rabbit was done. Derek did as she said, hopping up on the bench and sitting down, his legs dangling over the edge. The lioness, still half-dressed, had moved in front of him and the buck found himself once again gazing into those bright green eyes, despite of the more enticing sights to be found below her neck-line. The lioness didn't fail to note that, and her lips curled in a subtle smile.
"Well, Derek, how do you feel?"
"F-fine..." he muttered. He felt ready to burst, his young cock was twitching between his legs while he did his best to look the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in her eyes.
"Well, I'm very pleased with you. You took your first dose of discipline very well, like a good boy, so now it's time to show you what being a good boy gets you here..." she said, gently cupping the boy's pouch and then slowly and lightly running her hand up his slim cock, the buck letting out a shuddering breath as his sensitive rod was teasingly stroked. 
"Although I do love the taste of a fresh young boy, I think we can skip the foreplay this time."
Derek couldn't reply, still trying to catch his breath as he watched the gold-furred goddess stride forward and straddle the narrow bench, her skirt riding up even further along her shapely thighs. He watched slack-jawed as the lioness' dripping honey-pot moved just over the tip of his cock before lowering down, the lips parting slowly around his tip. For a few brief seconds he felt the heat of Rita's sex as she held it poised over his rod, and almost squealed out when she drove her hips down, swallowing the whole thing in a heartbeat.
Derek thought he was going to cum right then and there, the moist tunnel now wrapped around him felt like heaven after being brought so close to the edge by Andrew's rutting. He was panting, his heart racing, needing just a bit of extra stimulation to push him over. But the lioness now sitting in his lap seemed to realize that, staying perfectly still while the boy's shaft twitched inside her. He looked up, noting the smile on her face and the predatory glint in her eyes, burying his face in her cleavage to hide his desperation.
Rita stroked the boy's head gently while he nuzzled her ample breasts. After she judged he'd calmed down a bit she started to grind her hips against his crotch, sighing as she felt that long, slim cervine shaft prod and poke inside her. She smiled when the buck wrapped his arms around her chest, hugging her tightly as if he was afraid she was going to get off and leave him even more frustrated. She picked up the pace, lifting herself up a few inches before sliding down, taking his entire length each time she did. The buck's eyes were screwed shut now, and by the almost whimpering noises he was making into her cleavage she could tell he wouldn't last much longer.
"Look at me, sweetie." She spoke softly. Soon enough, the buck's dazed face emerged from between her breasts as he huffed into the ruffle of fur just above her cleavage.
"Do you like this?"
"Y-yes..." the boy said, his lust-fogged mind struggling to form the words.
"Well, this is how we reward good boys here. Are you going to be good from now on?" Rita spoke, each word dripping with honey.
"I will!" Derek gasped, the sensation of the lioness riding his cock once again bringing him to the edge.
"Promise?" she cooed, her lips curling in a grin.
"I promise! Miss Rita, I ..." the buck started to babble, until the lioness brought her lips to his, quieting him down with a soft kiss.
"Good boy..." she husked as she began to purr, getting close to her own climax. "Now cum inside me..." she whispered in his ear.
Derek had barely heard her, but didn't really need to be told. Once the lioness had started purring a rumble had traveled through her entire body. Overwhelmed by this new sensation, the buck once again buried his face in the feline's golden chest and came harder than he ever did, his young shaft shooting load after load of hot deer cum inside the rumbling lioness. He was dimly aware of an arm wrapping around him, a hand pushing his head firmly into Rita's lush cleavage, the purring intensifying as she came, her pussy squeezing every last drop of cum out of his cock.
Rita ground her clit against Derek's crotch as she rode out her orgasm, reveling in the sensation of warm boy-cum filling her up with every twitch and throb. She cradled the buck's head against her chest, kissing the top of his head and gently nibbling his ears as they shared the afterglow. When he started to soften inside her, she decided to let him up for air. She got off him and gently helped the exhausted buck lie down on the bench while he gathered his wits.
"When you get your breath back you'll find a pair of sweatpants, shirt and slippers in that locker over there. Get dressed and Andrew will show you to your room and around the campus." The lioness spoke calmly as she wiped her pussy clean and straightened out her clothes. "You have the rest of the day and tomorrow to get acclimated. After that you will be given a schedule and begin attending classes. Welcome to the Aphrodite." She said, shooting him a smile before walking out the room.