A new life...
#2 of Disarmament Rehabilitation Program
What becomes of Rak'tharr the Lion from ( http://www.sofurry.com/page/157577/user ) Luckily the good Doctor and a Certain friend have a plan to help prisoners who complete the program find a new position.
A New Life
The whole prison was laughing at Rak'tharr, as the former king of the lockup shuffled down the cell block. Because they knew he was a big neutered kitten now, who had been a butt bitch for the big bovine guards. And all the prisoners had watched it on closed circuit television, as part of the new Disarmament Rehabilitation Program not that the prisoners knew that. All they knew was that the big feline who had been abusing them, had been butt raped just like he'd done to them. But even more... he'd been neutered and had those deadly teeth and claws removed. Now even the lowliest punks wanted to have him in they're cell's... at least for twenty minutes. But those big bovine guards marched him past those jeering lustfully growling convicts.
And into the prison property room for processing, where the big feline's belongings were to be returned. "Rak'tharr from the Maximum wing, block nine." The big Bull announced as he shoved the neutered Lion forwards, Rak'tharr stumbled up to the counter. As the big Bear behind it smirked down at him, licking those thick lip's like the nut-less feline was a candy treat. "Ammmm the boys and I are sad to see you go... we'll miss that sweet muzzle of your." The big bruin smirked, as he'd been one of the first to enjoy the neutered Lions toothless mouth. "Well let's see whatcha got here... One suit coat... silk... one suit pants... silk one suit vest... silk. One pair of frilly silk panties." The Big leering Bear smirked as he held the female under garment up playfully. Rak'tharr knew they weren't the underwear he'd came in with, he'd preferred boxers. "Compliments of the Doctor... for being such a good slut and finishing your D.R.P. therapy... One watch..." The big Bear looked at the big golden Rolex and then at his own worn out Timex. Taking his old watch off he tossed it on top of the Lions silk suit. "One watch Timex..." He growled darkly, flashing the submissive broken Lion a leering smile. "What?" The big Bear growled as he saw the neutered Lion looking at him.
"Nothing sir..." The meek Rak'tharr whimpered weakly, as the Bear sneered at him.
"I don't think so cunt." The Bruin growled as he counted out the money Rak'tharr had before his arrest. And then only gave the neuter kitten a fourth of it, pocketing the rest for himself. "You can change clothing in that room just over there."
"Thank you sir." Rak'tharr grunted softly, as he took his clothes and stumbled over into the next room. The passive Lion was just stepping out of his prison clothes, when he heard the door open behind him. Glancing back Rak'tharr saw the big Bear smiling down at him.
"Jest gunna givin' you one for the road." The mighty Ursine snickered, as he unzipped his uniform trousers and let that massive cock flop out. "Don't bother standin' up." The hefty bruin smirked, as he grabbed the Lion's long feline tail and yanked it out of his way. The big Lion wanted to snarl... to struggle... to twist the gloating Ursine's head off. But his testosterone depleted body just didn't have the lustful fire... nor the dominant will to do it. And so the broken Predator just stood there bent over at the waist as the guard moved up behind him. The big Bear spat upon the blunt head of his fat cock, and then roughly crammed it up Rak'tharr's sore red tail hole. The big Lion's toothless mouth gaping open wide as he moaned, half in pain half in pleasure. As big deadly claw filled paws grabbed his hip's, dragging him backwards even as the Bear thrust forwards sharply.
Growling and rolling his hip's as he rode that pretty round feline ass, a look of lewd gloating crawling across the Bears blunt muzzle. As he used the former king of the lockup, like the tail hole bitch boi the big Lion now was. Reaching around the passive Lion, those big paws slipping down to fondle that limp useless feline dick. Which had slithered from its sheath as the Bear was penetrating, and now was throbbing weakly. "Hahah... takin' my cock got you all hot and bothered huh bitch boi?" "Well that's good... cuz this limp little noddle aint ever gunna do anyone any good. I don't know why the Doc let you keep it, if it was me I'd have took it off too." The Bear snorted derisively, as he pounded that soft hot tail hole lustfully.
"Empty that sheath... give you another way to please a real male. Like... like meeeeeeeee." The horny Bear groaned, as his rock hard cock spewed hot greasy spoo up Rak'tharr's sore tail hole. As the Lion hung there watching the light glint off the gold Rolex on his big molesters wrist. "RRRROAOWWW." The big Bear roared as he finished and pulled out of the neutered kitten's sore tingling ass. And then reached down and pulled those soft silk panties up Rak'tharr's thick leg's. Over that big round golden ass and then spanked those cheeks with a huge paws. "I'm sorry to see this sweet ass go." The big Bruin snickered, as he tucked himself back into his uniform trousers. "Ya know if my wife wasn't such I uptight bitch... I'm take you to my place maybe let ya live above the garage." The big guard almost sounded like he was trying to talk Rak'tharr into it. "Anyway get dressed..."
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Five minutes later the big Lion was walking out the main gates and down to the road. Rak'tharr was stumbling along looking down at his feet, when a big paw landed on his shoulder. Making the big Lion look up into the smiling muzzle of a tall handsome Zebra. "Errr..." Rak'tharr stuttered as the big striped equine looked him up and down appraising.
"Greetings Rak'tharr my name is Mr. Macpimp." The handsome Zebra introduced himself, as he placed a friendly arm around the Lion's shoulders. "I'm an associate of the good Doctor's... and he informed me of your resent sucessful completion of the Disarmament Rehabilitation Program." The big Lion shuddered and looked away, humiliated that odd strangers seemed to know about his unmaling. "And he was worried that you might be in need of assistance... with no idea of what to do with yourself now. And as it so happens... I find positions for the unique folks who are no longer what they use to be. So what do you say... are you interested in a new career with your looks it'll be very well paying I assure you."
"Wha... what kind of new career?" The passive feline asks softly, still not meeting the Zebra's steady gaze.
"You have already been given a taste of it... by the guards. And I am told that you have proven to be very pleasurable at it." The Zebra sneered as he guided the Lion up to the side of a long black Sedan. "In fact unless my nostrils are lying to me I can smell that you've just recently engaged in it." The big Zebra smirked, and Rak'tharr realized that he could smell the Bear's spoo drying on his underwear. "There are any number of rich young males, in certain nations who would gladly employ you. It's a simple pampered life, where all you need to do is keep your employer pleased."
"Well I... I don't know." The big passive Lion mumbled, feeling far to submissive to really argue the point.
"Whats to know?" The Zebra snorted more aggressively now as he opened the car door and took out a briefcase. "It's your only real marketable skill... and you will be better off." The powerful equine assured as he crowded the passive neutered feline against the side of the car. Taking out a long contract he shoved the papers and a pen into Rak'tharr's paw. "Sign right there on the dotted line." He ordered the submissive Lion who signed the contract automaticly. "Aha good... good." The Zebra smiled as he put the papers back into his briefcase, and then shoved the Lion into the front seat of his car. "As it so happens I have a client who is looking for a slut like you." The Zebra smirked as he looked down at Rak'tharr who was stunned by the turn of events. "My driver will take you to the airport, the clients private plane is waiting to take you to his palace." The big Zebra closed the door and the Sedan drove off, even as another one slipped into it's place. Turning around the tall Zebra spotted the lone figure stumbling down the road from the prison entrance. A huge silvery coated Wolf was stumbling along slowly his eyes starring at his feet, when a big paw landed on his shoulder. Making the big Wolf look up into the smiling muzzle of a tall handsome Zebra. "Errr..." Kurrgurr stuttered as the big striped equine looked him up and down appraising.
"Greetings Kurrgurr my name is Mr. Macpimp." The handsome Zebra introduced himself, as he placed a friendly arm around the Wolf's shoulders. "I'm an associate of the good Doctor's... and he informed me of your resent successful completion of the Disarmament Rehabilitation Program."
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