(Note- these characters are bipedal furry versions of their movie counterparts. I don't own any of these characters).
Ch. 1- Interception
Shenzi continued onward, naked, traversing across the open basin in the hot afternoon sunlight. The tall green grass tickled her sides as she carefully navigated her way towards the two inviting shade trees, some one hundred yards in front of her. The soft wet mud felt good on her padded foot paws. Thank the gods for that rain yesterday, she thought. Just a bit further and she could rest a spell under the dark cool canopies. The humid African sun had nearly drenched her gray, spot-colored fur. She was tired, and profusely dripping with sweat. Her large strong hips swayed wide as the mud beneath her grew thicker. She stopped a moment to center herself. The sloppy mud was now up to her calves. Just a bit further, she told herself as she struggled forward.
"Sweaty and muddy- what a mess," she snorted.
She finally found her way under the tall branches. She sat down against one of the tree trunks and caught her breath. A gentil breeze reminded her that, between all the musky hyena sweat and fermenting mud, she actually felt quite cool here in the shade. After scanning the horizon, Shenzi closed her eyes and began to relax. Her melon-sized breasts dripped succulently as they stuck out nearly a whole foot in front of her. She spread her legs, wrigled her muddy toes, and relaxed.
Shenzi began dozing off when she noticed a strange new odor. It was subtle, but stronger and even muskier than her own dank lady stank. "What is that?" she thought. Her eyes were still closed when a set of muscular, orange cream-furred arms emerged from both sides of the acacia trunk. On the opposite side, Scar knelt in silence as he prepared to overpower the young female hyena. He had been stalking her all morning with lustful, violent intentions. True to his skills, Shenzi never noticed his presence until it was too late. His long powerful arms moved in closer, then Scar struck. He immediately grabbed Shenzi's throat with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. "Mmh-mm, Let me gh- huhlk!" she managed, until Scar stuck his hand in her mouth and muffled her screams while squeezing harder on her throat. Shenzi thrashed about in a panic, but he had effectively pinned her to the mighty trunk from the neck up. "Mm-mmh!" Shenzi tried to call out for help, but Scar just slid his fingers further down her windpipe, pressing them against her vocal cords until she was completely mute. "Hush now, my dear," Scar said, as he pushed harder. Unable to breath, Shenzi's eyes began welling up as the tunnel vision set in. She tried desperately to pry the big bare hands off her face and neck, but to no avail. Scar held her tight as her body grew limp and unconscious.
Scar set Shenzi down on the cool grass and stood above her, admiring the many athletic features of his prey. He now had to begin the real work. Afterall, that was the plan all along. Strong as he was, Scar still needed the hyenas' assistance in deposing his brother, King Mufasa, from the throne. Subduing the leader of the hyena clan was the quickest way to achieve this goal and partnership. His reconnaissance had demonstrated that she alone was the leader among them. Strange how she was the only female in the group, as this dynamic had apparently turned all the males into complete simps. It wasn't clear if she had any mates. Scar's intel gatherings soon grew more detailed. He began to enjoy stalking her, crouching and crawling through dirt, mud, grass, and rocks. From afar he would gaze in wonder at her giant Amazonian frame. His sharp lion eyes could see her wild black hair with its bangs, her cute little muzzle with luscious black lips, her heavenly huge hyena tits, her offspring-capable hips, her thickly muscled thighs with loud long calves, her big arched feet and toes with beautiful claws, and, of course, her fat white ass hiding behind that short thick tail. Scar couldn't see her pussy, but its absence left plenty to his imagination. He did observe on many occasion her clitoris enlarge to the size of an average male hyena penis, at which point she would vigorously fuck the other males, one by one, to keep them in line. Crazy hot bitch, Scar thought, now she's the one who's going to get fucked today.
Using the woven twine he had made and packed in his leather knapsack, Scar hastily applied its bindings to Shenzi while she was still temporarily disabled. Normally he would prefer to take his time and thoroughly punish his lovers more properly, like he had done before with several of the lionesses, all behind Mufasa's back, but this was more of an aggressive business move. He needed to establish dominance. Scar draped her ragged body over a fallen palm tree and bound her to it, tying her wrists and knees to its trunk, while exposing her round white bottom as her slender legs lie bent with her soles exposed in the sand. He took a swig from his canteen once she was fully secured and taut. While not as dirty himself as Shenzi, he was nonetheless, naked too. His chiseled torso held two sculpted arms and a long black mane flowing from his head. His fur was sometimes the color of red clay. To anyone watching, his physique complimented hers exquisitely down to the finer details. Scar stood for a moment, admiring the view with a massive erection.
"Not yet," he told himself, "I still have work to do here!"
He produced a small homemade whip and ballgag from his knapsack. Scar fastened it onto Shenzi's face and debated how to proceed next. He could smell her pungent hyena butter and became intoxicated as he spread her ass cheeks and discovered to his delight that her rectum was pre-lubed with the sticky grease itself. Shenzi slowly came to and began moaning from her ballgag. Scar started spanking her bottom, causing Shenzi to moan louder and finally wake up. What the hell just happened? Where..? I-I'm tied up! A sense of dread fell upon her.
"Wakey wakey, Sunshine," he cooed.
"Mmm-ph, mm!" she groaned. It was no use.
"You and I are going to have some fun this afternoon, and when we're done, you and your vile brethren will do exactly what I say," he told her, "from now on. And don't forget," he added, lying on top of her back while holding her head down forcefully, "I could have just as easily killed you."
Shenzi's eyes grew wide, and she whimpered, knowing this was true. She realized she had let her guard down, not just once it seemed, but enough times to cause something like this to happen.
"Instead, you will submit to me, and serve a higher purpose," he said as he flung himself off Shenzi and grabbed his whip, cracking it hard against her ass cheeks. Shenzi's shrieks were barely muffled as the blows landed like thunder upon her fat creamy bottom. This continued for almost an entire hour, as Scar made sure to cover every square inch of her snowy ass. Shenzi went in and out of consciousness several times. Soon it wasn't long before she switched from cursing him, you bastard I'll kill you, to begging him, ok alright please stop I'll be good I promise, then finally crying, uncontrollably, in spite of the big red ball wedged deep down her maw. How long had she been shrieking now? Scar switched to his hands and smacked her cheeks ferociously, covering the places his whip had missed. His palms were like sandpaper. Shenzi's welted ass cheeks throbbed from snow white to bright pink. Scar had worked up a sweat and was panting when he decided to take a break from administering his tender punishment. He put his hands against the fallen palm tree trunk beside Shenzi and leaned over, sighing. Scar turned his head to look at Shenzi's butt, which he noticed was now radiating such heat from all his abuse. Her body was drenched, her limbs twitched, and she moaned lightly. He grabbed her dark mane and stuck his face into hers, which was drooling both tears and spit. Her little black nose was running, too.
"You hangin' in there, cutie?" he teased.
Shenzi snarled and lashed forward at Scar, biting her ballgag with all her might in hopes of freeing herself. Fuck you, I'll kill you! Her gagged voice was silenced as he slapped her cheek, not too hard, but more than enough to get her attention. Then he slapped the other cheek just the same.
"Now, now, my dear," he continued slapping her face as he spoke, "this simply won't do." His slight frown became a smile, "There will be no more disrespect from you." His blows grew in their intensity. "Though your behavior shall certainly be amended."
Please, please. "Pmmf, phmm-mh," Shenzi whimpered as Scar's meaty rough palms landed against her cheeks, gradually hardening their impact. I'm sorry, I'm sorry! "Mmh- phh, mmh-mhh!" There was nothing she could do. Nearly fifteen minutes later, her tears had soon practically washed his hands as he squatted in front of her, still smacking away. Her pretty face was soon puffy and wet, her black lips fat.
"Well, that's enough of that," Scar declared, "we're both warmed up here." He suddenly pushed his feline asshole against her swollen face and pinned it to the fallen palm. Shenzi's tied arms flailed as she became smothered, but he had bound her tight and right.
"Mmn, mmf!" she squealed. His lion musk was pungent, and his ass hole felt soft between his muscly glutes. Scar released a good long fart into her tear-soaked muzzle and held his rear, clutching her snout between his butt crack. Shenzi started to moan and cough. It was all she could do to gasp as the pheromones in his musk and flatulence enveloped her senses. Scar then rubbed his ball sack across her chin to her forehead before straddling each nut from her snout, as her vision grew cloudy again. Scar stood up and stretched. Shenzi's senses were overwhelmed by his male-stank, and she salivated as her eyes watered up and her nose dripped and drooled. Scar placed his lion feet one at a time on her face and rubbed in the viscous mixture of tears, snot, and spit. She almost gagged smelling the musk on his black-padded soles. He reached his arm down and wiped her face and muzzle into his large palm. Slowly opening her eyes, Shenzi saw him rub her beaten face mixture onto his fabulous large, hard cat boner, walking over to her rear. His feet dug into her calve muscles as he stepped on top of them, causing them to tense and sting. She cried out, muffled defeatedly by her gag while Scar began stomping on her calves.
Please, no more! "Pmrr, rrh-mrrh!" she begged as her calve muscles were brutally beaten. He had switched to kicking them now. Her lower legs now pulverized and useless, Scar knelt down upon them near her ankles. Squatting, he began tickling her soft hyena soles with his black-clawed fingertips.
Oh please no, please, anything but that! Her muffled cries turned to giggles as he continued torturing her soft feet. He moved his claws between her toes, over her arches and around her heels. The sensation was unbearable. Please, no more! By the mercy of the gods, please! "Mmh-mm, hhm-mm! Hhm- mmh!" A small puddle of drool, tears, and mucus lay below her beaten face. Her legs began to shake as she lost control of her bladder, now laughing hysterically through her ball gag. Warm urine ran down her upper legs, her laugher dying down as she steadily entered a trance from the relentless and prolonged feet tickling, which Scar gave no indication of ceasing. The sun slowly sank to the west. By late afternoon Scar was ready to slip his happy cat dong into her little hyena hole. Shenzi was completely exhausted and spiritually broken after hours of his abuse, now essentially chanting and giggling while still bound and in a trance. Now was the time to anally destroy her. His cock will tame her for good. She will obey it.