Yell at him and storm out of the apartment.
From Create Your Own Story
You were...dateraped? You barely remember anything from last night, but you woke up with a sore ass and a jockstrap in your face. A part of you is relieved, at least, that he didn't ditch you in an alley somewhere, but in general, you're furious.
You force yourself onto your feet and start searching through the many clothes strewn across the floor, looking for your own stuff. You have no idea where it was scattered while you were pseudo-conscious, but you don't intend to walk out with nothing to show for it. As you're searching, you glance over at the bed, where the dark lion seems to just be stirring from sleep.
"You're a son of a bitch," you growl, shuffling through the discarded clothes as you do. "You drugged me. As soon as I find my stuff I'm getting out of here and going straight to the cops."
He sits up on the bed, and you think you can see him casually adjusting his sheath as he watches you search. He doesn't look concerned...quite the contrary. Then, suddenly, he leaps to his feet and launches himself at you, slamming you down into the floor with a heavy snarl. You gasp as you thud onto the ground, followed by a grunt as the dark lion pins your arm behind your back. You struggle for a minute, but he has an iron grip.
Then he shoves his hindpaw onto your muzzle, pinning your cheek against the floor and driving your nose into the thick pad of his underfoot. You wince as he roughly grinds on your nose. "You don't understand, whore." His voice has lost all of its former smooth purr; now, he's speaking in a guttural growl. "That drug? Untraceable. You go to the cops, and all they'll see is an ashamed, closeted fag who was found wandering an apartment complex nude and dripping cum."
His two fingers drive into your damp asshole, and you cry out into his paw. He fingers you roughly, before pulling out and delivering your sore ass one last spank. "You know, I was going to be nice to you. Even let you have your clothes back and take a shower. Now, I'm going to teach you a lesson."
The dark lion hauls you to your feet and drags you through his apartment, to the door. He unceremoniously dumps you in the hallways and shuts the door behind you. You hear the click of a lock.
You shiver slightly. Down the hall, a door opens and your heart thuds. How on earth will you get home?
END
| Furry Status | ||
| Health | 98 | Equipment:
Nothing |
| Gender | Male | |
| Species | Lion | |
