The leopard froze. It was being watched. Peering over his shoulder, he saw the tiger making its way to him. Knowing that he was no match for the larger cat in a head on confrontation, he quickened his gait and strode over an open manhole.<br/>Heretic blasted out of the manhole with his swords and the leopard leapt into the air, spinning and swatting madly at the blades with its paws. Taking a low pose as Heretic disappeared back into the sewer, the spotted catâ€™s tail flickered as it circled the manhole. Bloody footprints formed a ring around the opening as the leopard paced back and forth around the hole, neither opponent able to make visual confirmation of the other. Finally the leopard, slowly and steadily, began to poke its head into the manhole.<br/>Their eyes met in the darkness, ambient light from above reflecting off of their retina as they stared at each other. The leopard batted, almost meekly, at Heretic with one of his paws while the fox-being answered with thrusts of his sword. The blade, meant to be swung, again managed to cut the cat on its paw, superficially. The cat panicked and dove its head in all the way, swatting at the incoming swords to deflect the blades away from his body as lunged in with his teeth. He bit Heretic on one of his arms and started to drag him out of the sewer.<br/>The fox dropped his weapons and held onto one of the rungs of the access ladder with his free hand. The cat released the grip on Hereticâ€™s arm and went for the back of his neck. Heretic pulled on the ladder rungs, climbing against the force of the cat, itâ€™s claws now dug into Hereticâ€™s sides, as it yanked him away from the manhole. It was a tug-of-war as Heretic pulled on the ladder and the cat pulled on him. Eventually Heretic managed to get on of his feet back into the sewer, giving him the necessary leverage to pull the rest of his body in. The leopard, not wanting to lose his quarry, dove back in after the fox, tipping over and falling into the manhole as it did so. Still clinging to Hereticâ€™s flesh by its claws, the cat hung from the fox, who in turn hung from the ladder, supporting both his own and his attackerâ€™s weight. They hung there for a moment, the cat kicking and swinging, before Hereticâ€™s grip on the ladderâ€™s rung loosened and they both finally plummeted into the darkness.<br/><br/>A line of human prisoners, stripped naked and marched to exhaustion, were tied to a downed tree. Bound by their hands and wrists, their stomachs lay against the treeâ€™s moss-covered trunk, and their backs exposed. Behind them, a row of animal-beasts ready for the rut.<br/><br/>The protocol for the treatment of captured humans was simple â€“ they were cycled through phases of torture and humiliation meant to shatter their ego and destroy their concept of self-worth. Some claimed that the process served the important function of fostering cooperation among prisoners with valuable tactical information. Most just thought it was fun. The cycle ends with burnt-out prisoners being designated as food, and thusly fed to troops. Not much thought is given to them afterwards.<br/>One of the beast officers shouted a garbled command. The word was intelligible, but its meaning was clear. The squad charged forward together and quickly mounted the prisoners from behind.<br/><br/>A zebra stallion proudly lifted his victim clear off the ground, balancing the man on his cock and bobbing him up and down like a toy. Next to him, a white tail deer pumped away, his human victim just crying against the tree as he was being fucked like a doe. Holding down the head of his bitch beneath his chin, a hyena rubbed his jaw across the top of his humanâ€™s head like a cat marking them with scent. To his side was a large muscular Dalmatian who just finished cumming. The dog got down of his bitch and made was for those waiting for a turn.<br/>One after another, it was the same story.<br/><br/>There were even females among the rape squad. The stood shoulder-to-shoulder with their male counterparts and took the very same dominant sexual posture. Lacking the physiology for anal penetration, they were content to rub their external genitalia over their victimâ€™s rears. It was the humiliation they were going for, and they were getting it.<br/>A massive female bulldog cunt-humped a small wiry man. She totally covered him with her large, bulky form and he was hidden beneath her as she breathed heavily on him, resting her head on his shoulder, brushing her cheek up against the back and side of his head. Her legs splayed out as she humped him harder, she was enjoying it. He just sat there, stewing in his own shame, the shame of being used for her gratification in such a way. She sighed loudly, loudly enough for him to hear, enough for him to know what she was getting out of him.<br/><br/>A crashing wave of jaggedly undulating hips rippled across the length of the tree. The tree itself was barely visible beneath the wall of ass. The rape party lasted till the next morning, after which the first batch of tired and used bitched were cycled on their next role: cleanup duty.