This is a funny little Rape lemon, PebbleshadeXPrey, BraveclawXPrey, and VixenmoonXPrey.

Kinks: Anal, CNC, creampie, exhibition, group, interspecies, oral, pain, snuff, and teasing

Chapter Nine: Mater And Prey

Reluctantly, Bigstar moved his paw and the little cat quickly scampered towards the white she-cat.

"Mother!" she purred, rubbing her nose against Sweetspire's jaw.

"KinkClan," Bigstar yowled, so the whole camp could hear. "Get the new prisoners into the apprentices' den for now. Brookthroat, Poppyblaze, Dapplefeather, you'll take first guard of the prisoners. No playing with them just yet. Those who are wounded can go to the medicine cat's den."

A chorus of triumphant caterwauls rose around the camp, and the three prisoners cowered in fear. Quickly, the warriors began herding them into the apprentices' den. Slushpaw limped out, scowling as the she-cats were crowded into his den. He was going to be happy to get revenge when he got the chance. He passed by Braveclaw and a few other cats talking on his way to the medicine den.

"So, live prey or?" Pebbleshade queried, still confused on the topic.

"Of course live prey! Fucking dead prey is just wrong." Braveclaw snickered cruelly.

"Bigstar really said to?" Vixenmoon chipped in, sitting patiently.

"Yes! We have to be quick, or we'll be out all night and it won't be worth it." Braveclaw said, exasperated, and stood. He didn't look to see if they followed as he left. Outside of camp, they almost stepped on a rabbit. It looked old and scrawny.

"That's a good start, not too small to fuck, either." the young warrior commented. Pebbleshade grunted in agreement and gripped the rabbit by the scruff hard, making sure it couldn't run away. It seemed too weak to fight. He held the small body in place and plunged his member inside it. It squealed harshly in response. It must've been a male, because Pebbleshade found himself in a very tight little tailhole. He purred dementedly as he thrust in and out, his audience seeming to enjoy it as well.

Braveclaw sat back slowly, trying not to look too suspicious as he looked between Pebbleshade and Vixenmoon's somewhat hidden core. He gently stroked his member, knowing he couldn't cum anytime soon. He watched as Pebbleshade kneaded his claws in the rabbit's pelt, making it squeal more. He moaned into its fur, his pumping becoming more erratic as he got close. Finally, he shoved his dick in hard and came, shooting hot thick cum into the rabbit's ass. After pulling out, he snapped its neck and stood up.

"One down." he purred. His eyes reflected the moonlight in the night. As they all went to leave, Vixenmoon caught Braveclaw eyeing her. She sniffed, amused at him, and lifted her tail teasingly for a second. He made a small involuntary noise in pleasure, before hurriedly getting up and leading the patrol farther away from camp.

Next, they managed to snag a pair of squirrels. Pebbleshade was notorious for being able to go several rounds without wavering, so he took one while Braveclaw took the other. The squirrels squirmed feistily. Braveclaw pinned his paws on the forelimbs, mostly stopping its fighting. Evidently this one was a female, and his member slid into the tiny hole, although it hardly fit. He was afraid to make it, though, as he shoved it in repeatedly. The squirrel was crying in strange squeaks, nothing he'd heard one make before.

He looked up to see Vixenmoon stroking herself, looking between him and Pebbleshade, who was doing something similar. Braveclaw huffed, amused. The intersex cat narrowed her eyes at him, and moaned loudly. He swore he heard a hint of a word, or possibly a name under her breath. He didn't dare to think it was his. He slowed his thrusts, pushing harder so he could hold back for a few seconds more. He was panting slightly. He'd never had anything so tight before, and it was honestly a little too much.

"Th-this is just too good, right, Braveclaw?" Pebbleshade grunted beside him, going a steady pace as well.

"Agreed. I can't take it for long." he replied. "Eh, no use prolonging it."

He started thrusting fast, faster than he'd go on any cat for fear of being called a quick finisher. The squirrel was writhing inside and out, trying desperately to get away. Braveclaw had learned to love it, especially since fucking Smokey. He imagined the pretty she-cat now, fighting underneath him. He was moaning her name like a fool when he finally came, most of it oozing back out around his dick. He quickly pulled out and stuck his dick in the squirrel's ass until he was empty. Beside him, Pebbleshade's squirrel was absolutely bursting with cum, it was easy to tell even in the dim light.

"StarClan, Pebbleshade, you've got to have some full balls to shoot that much every time." Braveclaw purred in amusement.

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't told ever since I was a 'paw that I was made for fathering kits." he purred back, licking the drool off of his whiskers. "Alright, we ought to be almost done. Let's get this over with."

They crushed the squirrels' necks, who were so traumatized and possibly injured they couldn't make a run for it. They kicked some dirt over them before continuing a little farther out into the territory. Vixenmoon quickly found a mouse and pinned it with a paw. Braveclaw stumbled onto a vole and stepped on the tail right before it got away.

"You two can take these ones." Pebbleshade yawned, laying down a few tail lengths away. Braveclaw shrugged and looked down at the tiny animal, wondering how to do this. He tried prodding the vole with his member, but any holes it had weren't even detectable. He looked to the calico, who seemed to have the same problem.

"Um.. How about we start alone and use them just to finish in?" Braveclaw suggested awkwardly.

"I have a better idea." Vixenmoon purred. "What if we start together?"

The young warrior nodded in agreement, and they both deposited the dazed prey with Pebbleshade. Vixenmoon stretched, probably tired herself. Braveclaw saw the perfect opportunity to step behind her and start grooming her, letting his body slowly press against hers. She seemed surprised, even rigid. But eventually she relaxed, pressing back against him and breathing heavier. He progressed to rubbing his cock against her, teasing her. She growled softly in complaint, so he gave in. The tabby slowly thrust in. Vixenmoon gasped , stiffening again. Her muscles squirmed around him.

"I know you're not a virgin, why so tense?" he purred jokingly. She huffed, ignoring him. He blew it off as impatience, and started thrusting slowly. The intersex cat dug her claws into the ground. He licked her neck comfortingly.

"You know you can go faster." she muttered through her teeth. Alright, then. He thought, and decided to test her limits. He bucked hard, digging his claws into the leaf mold. She was extremely tense, now, inhaling quickly through her teeth. Consequently, she was tighter now than any cat Braveclaw had fucked. He moaned uncontrollably.

"Fuck, baby, you're such a sexy kitty." His thrusts got a bit sloppier, and he wanted to 'forget' to pull out.

Suddenly, Vixenmoon kicked him back, and effectively stopped him. She turned her head to hiss at him, before snatching the prey moodily from Pebbleshade. Confused, Braveclaw slowly followed, careful not to get in her way. Vixenmoon quickly jerked off, shoving the mouse's mouth down as hard as she could. She moaned and shivered, pouring her load down the prey's throat. It had no choice but to swallow perpetually, staying dazed and bloated. She deftly severed its windpipe.

Braveclaw lined the vole's tailhole with the tip of his member and rubbed himself just a bit, hot, sticky cum gushing into it. It squeaked pitifully, so he quickly snapped its neck. They went back and picked up the prey from before, and returned to camp. They delivered the prey to the hungry she-cats as casually as possible, storing the excess away from the clan's fresh-kill pile for their breakfast in the morning.

Inside the apprentices' den, it was quite gloomy; each cat scarcely made a noise outside. Near the back, their leader lay with her kit. Even though it was now almost dawn, none of them slept.

"Henbit, what the dog dirt were you doing here!?" she hissed fiercely.

"I-I wanted to help. Plus Socks and Cricket were going, and they're barely older'n me." she whispered.

"Socks and Cricket aren't my kits—and I didn't say they could come either!" she hissed back.

"I'm sorry, I—" the young tabby was interrupted by a few warriors entering the den.

"This is all the prey you're getting tonight, prudes." a brown tabby tom meowed, dropping a rabbit and two squirrels at his paws. Sweetspire pushed forward to the prey.

"Henbit is youngest, she should have the rabbit." She gave the prey to the disobedient she-cat, and nudged a squirrel to Smokey. She bit into her own fresh-kill when something made her gag.

"Ugh! What is this..?" she spit out the bite she'd just taken, the bitter white liquid inside seeping out slowly.

"The sick..! Don't eat that." Sweetspire hissed, pulling the rabbit away. Smokey quickly found out that her prey had similar 'filling'. The big white cat desperately sorted out some 'clean' meat and let Henbit eat that.My kit must get out of here alive and unsoiled by this 'clan's filth. Smokey picked a few bites out of hers, and Sweetspire chose to go hungry. The cats curled up to sleep, the discarded bones and ruined prey in a pile near the den entrance.

Outside, Braveclaw was talking quietly to Bigstar. The leader was listening intently.

"You really think so?" the black cat queried. Braveclaw nodded vigorously.

"Yes. I think if we work more individually, we can teach them to love our way of life." he purred deviously.

Bigstar nodded slowly. "I can see that. Very well, you can try working on Smokey. Do you have any other ideas we can use?"

"Oh, do I, Bigstar." he purred again. The two toms disappeared into the leader's den, talking all the way.