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The Counsel Pond...
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Scar had led her down beneath Pride Rock, to the Counsel Pond for a private discussion concerning some allegations he'd heard being rumored around the pride, while Mufasa was out in the Pridelands with Simba, giving him lessons.
Oddly, he'd smiled the entire time she'd chatting with him on the way down there. He even chuckled! That was odd behavior for Scar, so she'd taking his word that the rumors were something she needed to take seriously, for they were slanderous in nature.
As Scar sat her down next to a shimmering pond of water that had pooled beneath the great monolith the lions called home, he began detailing her about some of the things he'd overheard. Apparently some one in the pride had been going around saying Mufasa wasn't their current king!
Even worse, they were saying Scar was! Sarabi growled, her claws digging into the edge of the rock ledge that led to the water. If this were true, she was going to need to crack down on whoever was slandering her mate's name. She looked down and caught her reflection in the ponds surface and...and...
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What...what had she been doing?
Next to her, Scar's grin increased to malicious levels as he watched the lioness fall deep into a hypnotic trance. Waiting only a moment longer, for Sarabi's expression to go completely slack, he leaned over and roughly gripped her by her chin, squishing her cheeks between his pads, and forcing the lioness to look at him.
"Mmm indeed Sarabi, those rumors are true...you, in fact, are the lioness saying i'm the current king..."
Sarabi didn't even react. She stared blankly forward as if his words hadn't reached her. He licked his lips and leaned in, kissing his sister passionately. Sarabi slowly reacted to the kiss, reciprocating with imitative movements. After a moment of moaning into her muzzle, he pulled away with a wet pop, and growled.
"lay down for me, Sister--no--...slut."
Sarabi merely did so, her movements slightly rigid as she lowered herself to the floor. Scar immediately scruffed Sarabi in his teeth and mounted her, grinding his hips into her fur, his cock rubbing against her vulva and anus as he sought purchase.
"Grrr that's it slut, present yourself to me!"
Again Sarabi responded, her knees bending to lift her rump up, and with a firm shove, Scar forced himself into her vulva. Sarabi winced ever so noticeably, but that was it, even as her brother began pounding away at her body, his grip on her scruff dropping away as his jaw fell open in a moan.
"Aaaooh yes," he shuddered out in a whisper. "That's it, you lovely whore...let your brother fuck you...Be a good queen and let your king breed you." He hissed, placing a paw on top of her head pinning her down.
"That's it slut, tell me who your REAL king is!"
He emphasized the words with a firm smack of his hips into hers, his balls slapping into her ass as she mumbled beneath him...
"Y-you are brother..." Her vulva suddenly clenched around his cock as she orgasmed, and he snarled, sharing in the pleasure as his cock dumped seed into her body.
Sarabi shivered, and her claws unsheathed slowly lethargically as she relaxed. "You're my king..."
Scar chuckled, and pulled his cock from her vulva, the cum slathered shaft shimmering for a moment before he plunged it right into her asshole. Her tail twitched higher, arcing over his leg as he began fucking her anew.
She gasped lightly, but didn't awaken from the hypnosis. Scar grinned more. "As long as we have that pool, you are MY QUEEN." He leaned down and gripped her scruff in his teeth once more, fucking her ass as hard as his hips could thrust, loving the sounds of slapping fur on fur, and those subtle little gasps and grunts that escaped her.
She would awaken several hours later, exhausted and sore, but unaware of what had taken place. Scar would say she'd been running around the pridelands, trying to find the rogue lioness that add been spreading rumors. Only for her to run into Mufasa, and have some...fun.
It was odd though...Mufasa had merely grunted when she'd asked if he'd enjoyed it. A miffed expression on his muzzle as he glanced at scar. The darker male had sauntered off to his den, a cheerful grin on his lips as Mufasa told Sarabi they should talk alone about the rogue lioness...
He suggested the Counsel Pond and she agreed, wondering why her mate seemed perturbed. Had she not given him enough love earlier today???
she would shortly, but only Mufasa would remember it.
-Some one on my subscribestar asked for more hypnosis lion king stuff so I brought Scar and Sarabi down to the hypnotic pond beneath pride rock for some...fun.
full res file is up on my subscribestar:
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