A/n: Hey guys, yingyangmaster here! This lemon has been going on in my mind for awhile now and was also earlier requested by a user to L.S.F. via PM a few months back, but it's only now that I mustered the courage to finally post it here, considering it's a bit... controversial. Nonetheless, I'm considering of making a Simba X Nala as a sequel to this one.

WARNING: Rape scene ahead.

Scar X Nala

"I'll kill you!" Nala roared defensively, unsheathing her claws and posed herself in an offensive stance, ready to strike the black-maned Lion in front of her straight in the face.

"Nala... Nala... I'm afraid you really have no choice," Scar said mildlyas he casually sauntered towards the cream-coloured Lioness.

Outside their den of Pride Rock, everything was in utter chaos. The animal herds have migrated from the Pridelands since day one of Scar's reign. No-one here had eaten in days, and Sarafina, Nala's mother, was looking paler and weaker with each passing day. That morning was the worst for the elderly Lioness, she didn't have any energy to even stand on her fours, and so was sent to Rafiki for treatment. Just last week, some of the other Lionesses had mutinied after deciding Scar was a worthless King, and had abandoned the Pride whilst they had the chance. But for the other older Lionesses, including Sarafina, escape was very much impossible for them. Now, all that remained in the Pride were Nala and the elder Lionesses, some of whom were even older than Scar. That meant she was the youngest Lion inhabitant in all of the Pridelands, and presently, Scar was trying to convince her to stay put.

"Nala, please try to understand. I have no family left, I had to take over my dead..."

He paused to fake a strangled cough.

"...brother's throne and all I want is... a companion." He then lowered his voice so that it became more of a whisper, "A mate..."

"I wouldn't be surprised if it turns out that you were the one who killed Mufasa!" Nala snorted angrily.

That was the last straw for Scar, and his entire calm demeanor instantly vanished in just a matter of seconds. "You'll pay dearly for accusing me of such heresy!" He snarled furiously and edged towards the young Lioness.

"Put one paw on me and I'll kill you!" Nala warned her claws unsheathed as she prepared to strike. Unfortunately for her, Scar was much quicker and managed to launch himself straight towards her before she could even raise her paw. They rolled over twice on the ground before Nala soon found herself laying on her back with Scar forcefully pinning her by the shoulders to the ground.

"You couldn't hurt me if you tried, young one," he taunted with an evil, triumphant smirk.

In a panic, Nala countered him by kicking her hind leg upwards and striking him at his lower abdomen before giving a big heave to shove him off from her. Scar was briefly injured when she delivered her kick but he was able to recover and managed to grapple onto her when she tried to push him off. As a result, they both rolled over and Nala, once again, found herself forced onto her back, her shoulders were pinned down to the ground by Scar. Only this time, he made sure to tighten his hold on her and made it impossible for her to move.

"How dare you disobey your King?!" He roared at her face, angry at her for causing the throbbing pain on his lower abdomen.

"You're not my King!" Nala spat back at him, squirming wildly as she tried to escape from his grip. "Simba is my king, he's always been my King!"

"Nala... I'm going to make it clear just once more... I am the King. I am your King, and you will stand by me as my Queen! You will bear my cubs! You will mate with me! IS THAT CLEAR?!"

He then unsheathed the claws of his right paw and snapped it down viciously. Nala cried out in pain, though for some reason, it didn't hurt her as much as she expected it to. Suddenly, she saw a devious grin grow on his twisted face; he had changed his mind halfway through.

"On second thought, I think such disrespect to your King needs... a harsher punishment...". He proceeded to advance closer to her muzzle. "... one that will leave a scar."

Nala felt her face contort into a mixture of disgust and fear. "No! You wouldn't!"

"Why not? I am the King! I can do whatever I want to whomever I please!" he cackled madly.

Now even desperate to free herself, Nala let out a powerful roar that was louder than she had ever roared before in a last-ditch effort to free herself, and tearing her paw away from his grasp and seizing the opportunity to gouge his right eye. He screamed wildly in pain, but the rage in the other eye was gleaming red, though it might just have been his blood.

"You wretched piece of fur! You will bear my cubs tonight!" Scar yelled out and used whatever power left in him to push Nala down again. This time, Nala really had no chance of getting back up. She breathed and growled exhaustedly at his face.

"You're... not... my King."

"No. I am your King... and your mate," he purred back.

Nala shook her head, but then felt something pushed against her stomach. Slowly, she anxiously looked down and saw that his member throbbed lightly as he ground it against her underbelly. Nala wanted to cry out, but managed to muffle herself. She didn't want to appear weak in front of that bastard. Scar then proceeded to gently lick around her face.

"Mmmm... you're face feels so... delightful. I wonder if your mouth feels just as such?"

Nala knew exactly what he was about to do. "No..." she said weakly, but it was too late. Scar had backed his paws onto her front ones and his shaft dangled just inches away from her nose.

"Well... are you going it take it or not?"

Nala shook her head fiercely in defiance. Scar simply shrugged and aimed himself. Just as she was about to do something to back in protest, she mistakenly made the serious blunder of opening her mouth to speak, which in turn gave Scar the opportunity he needed, as he pushed himself straight into her. Nala tried to force it back out but he pushed harder until it was all the way down into her throat. She tried to cough, but he violently continued to push himself in and out, choking Nala on his rod.

He went faster and faster, pumping in and out, and driving it so intensely that the young Lioness nearly passed out. Some strange liquid seeped into her mouth but she knew he was not done yet. Just at the moment when he was almost done, he pulled out from her mouth, allowing her to finally breathe in some much needed air. But her torment was far from over, as Scar proceeded to trace her body downwards and proceeded to place his muzzle just inches away from her untouched flower.

"I know you enjoyed that," he said in a matter-of-fact tone. "Though I strongly wish you would just admit that you're enjoying this so I can pleasure you properly. Either way this is getting done."

Nala shed several fake tears down her cheeks, hoping it might make him be a little more sympathetic. Instead, Scar just looked at her into her eyes, licked the tears off, then went back down again and forced his tongue into her entrance, causing her to let out a sudden gasp when she felt his tongue explore her inner folds as he hungrily ate her out.

"Now that's a good Queen," he softly said after several minutes. "See how nice it can be when you're not struggling?"

Nala said nothing, not wanting her body to betray her again as it had done so when she orgasmed during Scar's forced pleasuring of her. Not bothered to wait for a response, he proceeded to give her a few more licks to her face before flipping her over on her fours, lowering her front half so that her rear end conviniently stood in the air for him just as he rested his shaft against her flower.

"No... please! I'm... I'm not ready..." Nala sobbed, completely exhausted and weak at this point.

Scar drew closer and whispered seductively into her ear, " No... I think you're just right..."

With that, he mounted onto her and pushed himself into her entrance, burying himself deeper into her and ultimately destroying her innocence. Nala cried out, unable to withstand the searing pain of her flesh being torn. Scar laughed evilly, and she immediately knew the worst was still to come. He started off rather teasingly, gently pumping in and out and lightly brushing against her hymen. It still caused a great deal of pain to her, and she soon found herself crying genuine tears; it felt like someone had set fire to her lower cavity. He then started going faster, although (miraculously) still not breaking through her barrier.

Getting annoyed with her sobs, he intentionally trampled hard on her tail and made her yelp, which sounded to him more like a satisfying roar of pleasure.

"Yes... that's it my dear. Now, I'm afraid that this is going to hurt you..." he smiled deviously at her. "But your roars of pain will be my ultimate pleasure."

"No... please..." Nala weakly replied, her vision blurred as she could feel that she she was slowly losing consciousness. Scar grinned with pleasure at her response, and proceeded to thrust harder, with every stroke being more painful than the last. She could not do or say anything else as she weakly watched the black-maned Lion violate her body and her once-pure flower.

"No..." Was all she could mutter before her vision was engulfed in blackness, just as Scar had managed to tear past that flap of skin with one final thrust.

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Nala woke up with a violent jolt and quickly got up to look (or rather, check) at her surroundings. She let out a silent sigh of relief when she saw all was normal around her; moonlight flooded the entire den through the entrance, as her Pridesisters all slept peacefully at the common area while she and her mate, Simba slept on a special ledge overlooking the common area that was reserved for the Royal Couple. Everything was just how it should be; it was all just a horrible dream.

A dream...

No... she knew it wasn't a dream. She knew that it was actually a recurring memory of an event that had taken place before, an event that no-one else knew but herself... and a particular black-maned Lion who had recently died a violent death after being consumed alive by a pack of hungry hyenas. Not even Simba, the Lion she had just married only two weeks ago, knew about it. She couldn't bear to let him know her secret that he wasn't her first. Nala's face fell as she thought about this.

She stared at her sleeping mate beside her, who was still peacefully in his slumber. She sighed as she silently went back to her mate's side and nuzzled against his mate, silently praying that there won't ever come a time where she's force to confess her darkest secret to him.

PS: Please let me know what you guys think.