Furry World/Feline/submit and get down on the ground

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You look at the five advancing figures and decide it's best to just give in. They would probably rough you up if you tried anything... and then there are the four bulges they have in their trousers, particularly the absolutely massive one of the horse. You salivate at the thought of their cocks hilted inside you.

As you drop down first to your knees and then on all fours, the dogs are the first ones to reach you. "That's a good bitch! Seems like she knows her place. Now open wide!" he says as he takes out his cock. You oblige and start crawling towards him when one of the others steps beside you and flips up your skirt. He gasps "Hey, this bitch is a guy!" and kicks you in the stomach. You roll over and land on your back, your pathetic cock for all to see. "Ooh, a little tranny wanting to be a queen, huh?" the cat cackles. The dog who kicked you kneels down to inspect you more closely, putting his paw around your throat to keep you on the ground and feeling around your cock. "Nah, not a guy either. Looks like's he's been neutered." The cat comes over and sits down on your chest, looking into your eyes. "Damn, and here I was going to suggest we'd grant him his greatest wish, cut off his balls and feed them to him." She reaches behind her and you feel her claws dig into your penis. "Looks like someone beat me to it. Was it your Master who removed them? Were you a bad kitty to dress in women's clothes? Did it hurt?" You open your mouth, only for her to slap you. "Shut up, sissy! You don't get to talk. I don't want to hear anything that comes out of your mouth. The only reason I don't cut out your tongue right now is that it can be put to far better uses." She scoots up to your mouth, trapping your arms under her knees. "Now lick!" On command, you dive into her pussy, your tongue flicking around her clit before entering her folds.

She purrs sweetly before looking up to her compatriots. "What a natural slut - a born pussy-licker. And hey, it's got two fuckholes and a nice rack of tits. I say we keep it. I'll enjoy seeing it suffer." She sweetly strokes your fur, only to rake her claws across your cheek a moment later. "Just imagine: It'll be fucked day-in, day-out by you guys and your friends" she nods towards the dogs before smiling towards the horse "Right up until Rick gets in on it and completely ruins the sissy's asshole." She looks at you again. "How do you feel about wearing diapers for the rest of your life? Oh, wait: I don't care!" She laughs "And of course, I'll have my special kind of fun with you." She flicks a claw across your tit and then moves so she covers both your mouth and nose with her pussy. "There are far too few rings and piercings on you, sissy. That's got to change. As for your sorry excuse for a cock, I haven't yet decided whether it'll be more amusing to let you keep it for tormenting or to do away with it." Slowly, your vision blurs. You feel deprived of oxygen, but the heavenly smell of your captor's pussy juices makes up for that in your lust-addled mind. You continue licking for dear life, but she just stares down at you malevolently. When your unconscious reflexes start kicking in, the dogs hold your struggling form still until everything goes dark.

You wake up in a large dank room lying on a dirty mattress. Perhaps some kind of old industrial hall? The features are hard to make out, except for a wall nearby that is filled with various tools - whips, crops, plugs and more. You try standing up, only to notice that a chain has been affixed to your collar. No, not your original pink leather collar, but a metal one that seems to have been welded shut around your neck. The other end is bolted to the floor, with barely enough slack to kneel in an upright position. Standing or moving around is out of the question. Your other clothes are gone and your ass feels extremely sore. After listening to the silence for a while, you start to shout "Can anyone hear me? Please help me!" It doesn't take long for you to attract entirely the wrong kind of attion - you hear a door open and close in the distance and soon see the cat saunter closer. "Didn't I say I don't want to hear a word from you pitiful sissy?" You start opening your mouth to plead for her forgiveness, only to change your mind and simply press your face down to the floor. "Yes, I'm fairly sure I did. But maybe a stupid slut like you is hard of hearing as well and we'll have to settle for more direct methods of instruction." She walks over to the wall and grabs a riding crop. "Now here are the rules: We do whatever we wish with you. You obey. You take your punishments. Got that?" You nod. "Good. I've read up on your kind - you're in heat because you take a hormone overdose. We'll keep you like that because I like how enthusiastic it makes you. Of course, if your enthusiasm or devotion ever wavers, we'll take away the hormones and the boys will just fuck you raw. Now get on your knees, spread your legs and present those titties!" She smiles as she raises the crop.

You stay in the room for a long time. Sometimes, you hope, but you're not even sure what for. Escape? Mercy? Or just a good fucking to take your mind off your fate? All of your captors avail themselves of your services from time to time, but the one who comes to you most often is...

• The horny pack of dogs who love to fuck you in turns - sometimes for days on end, with all their friends and even a feral pack joining in.
• The huge stallion whose cock is a lot more than your ass can handle.
• The sadistic cat Jezabel who enjoys to torment you even more than having you pleasure her.