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"AGH!" Applecrunch yowled at the top of her lungs, her pain-filled cry barely rising over the roaring of the rain that stormed down on the forest of Barkclan's territory. A final bundle slithered out of Applecrunch and fell to the floor with a thump, the sack containing a newborn kit splitting open, the tiny she-kit inside emitting a squeak of surprise as she was thrust suddenly into the big new world. Applecrunch sighed and swept her three newborns to her so they could suckle, the initial shock of realizing she would be birthing her first litter of kits all alone in the forest- while the fiercest storm she had ever encountered raged beyond the opening of the hollow tree they now rested in- fading slightly.

With a shudder, Applecrunch recalled the scene that had unfolded only a little while ago. The heavily pregnant femme had been taking a walk alone in the forest, enjoying what she knew would be her last time alone to herself in a long time. She had seen the heavy thunderclouds rising in the distance but had hesitated from hurrying home, against her better judgement. The next thing she knew, Applecrunch had lost track of time, and the heavy storm clouds had completely covered the sky above her, releasing a sudden clap of thunder before rain began to pound down around her, practically crushing her into the ground with its strength.

Quickly the femme had turned to head back to camp, but an unbearable pain ripped at her stomach, announcing the arrival of her kits, which she would be birthing by herself, she realized, without any knowledge of what to do. After the initial panic, Applecrunch had managed to find a hollow tree near the border between her clan and Rapidclan, resulting in her current situation. The new mother now had three strong, healthy she-kits, suckling away happily at her teats. But Applecrunch was worried. Who knew when the storm would let up, and she needed to get her kits back to the safety of camp.

A day had passed, Applecrunch was pretty sure, but still the storm had not let up. She cooed and talked to her kits constantly, relieved when they soon opened their eyes and began to crawl around, attempting to talk and mimic the words Applecrunch whispered to them lovingly. But now she realized she was pressed with another problem. Applecrunch had names in mind for the three she-kits but had promised her mate they would name them together, and she didn't intend to break her promise. Speaking of her mate, he must be worried sick about her, but, knowing their leader, he would never let his warriors out of camp during this severe storm to look for her.

Applecrunch sighed, laying her head down and dozing off again. By the second night in the tree, her kits began to walk and speak.

The warm rays of sunshine on her face were what woke Applecrunch the next morning, and at first she thought she was in the nursery back at camp. Then suddenly the cold, after-storm breeze hit her face through the opening in the tree and she jerked awake, remembering her situation. The storm had ended! She could go back to camp! Her mate should be out looking for them right now, and the patrol would be able to take her and her three beautiful kits back home!

... Her kits! With a sudden panic, Applecrunch jumped to her paws, realizing that her kits were no where to be found. After panicking about them being eaten by a fox, she realized that her 3 day old kittens had decided to wander into the forest, their scent trail leading toward Rapidclan- and they had left only recently. But they could be eaten! Applecrunch bounded out of the hollow and followed the trail toward the Rapidclan border, fearing the worst of what she might find at the end. No, no, no, no! Please be ok! She had only just gotten them! Starclan couldn't take them back so soon!

Suddenly her hopes lifted as she heard their carefree peals rising in the distance, and Applecrunch ran faster, speeding up with suspicion when she suddenly heard a deeper voice as well. Perhaps the patrol had found them! Rising over a small hill, Applecrunch came face to face with the Rapidclan border, her hopes dashed when she saw no patrol waiting for them. But there were her kits, alive and well! Yet they were standing on the other side of the border, two big, malicious looking toms looming over them.

An unexpectedly fierce maternal instinct overtook Applecrunch and she sped toward her kits, jumping over them in a defensive crouch with a loud hiss. The toms would have to kill her first if they thought she was going to let them hurt her kits. But her glaring eyes widened suddenly with surprise as she realized the two toms looming over her were Inkstar, the Rapidclan leader, and Taboo, his faithful, ex-rogue deputy. "Inkstar!" she gasped.

The large dark orange and white tom sat onto his haunches with a disturbing chuckle, evil thoughts brooding in his mind. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A new mother and her kits? Applecrunch isn't it?"

Applecrunch rose to a sitting position, still defensively guarding her kits behind her. "Yes," she began skeptically, not trusting his evil chuckle. "that's my name. I'm sorry I crossed your border, but I gave birth to them while caught out in the storm and they ran off while I was asleep. Please, just let us go. They didn't mean to cross the border, and I need to get them back to camp." Desperation rose in her voice.

The Rapidclan leader smiled nastily, Taboo chuckling behind him with that same, knowing chuckle- deep and malevolent. "And I suppose you didn't mean to be a careless mother, either?" he growled, resulting in an angry hiss from the queen. "Kits are the most precious thing to a clan, and here you are letting them wander off. They could have gotten into severe trouble if we had not been here."

"Thank you, Inkstar," Applecrunch responded quietly, trying to hide how much she wanted to claw the huge tom. "Will you let us go peacefully then?"

Inkstar gazed at her for a long time with an evilly calm gaze, before suddenly his eyes darkened and he growled, openly vicious this time, "No. Get them!"

Taboo responded quickly to his leader's order, scooping up Applecrunch's kits and shoving them into a small rabbit hole, the kits crying out in terror for their mother. Applecrunch scrambled desperately to reach her kits, but Inkstar leaped on her and held her down, writhing and struggling until she wore herself out. The fact that she hadn't eaten in two days wasn't helping either. Inkstar leaned over the queen, his breath hot and gross against her face. "Kits or not, they must be treated, and punished, as warriors for crossing the border. And you, you must be punished for your carelessness. Perhaps then you will realize how to protect your kits!"

His pushed Applecrunch into a sitting position, scraping his claws across her, Taboo guarding her back as well as assuring that the kits didn't escape their hole. "You run, and we kill one of them!" Inkstar ordered, and Applecrunch shuddered at the idea. Then Inkstar was looming over her, shoving his large member in her face. The femme gawked at how large it was, and she gulped in horror at what was about to happen to her. But she had to be strong for her kits. "Suck!" Inkstar ordered harshly.

Applecrunch hesitated, and Taboo lashed her across the back with his claws, causing her to yell out in pain before she quickly closed her mouth around Inkstar's member, fearing another lashing. Scared to death, Applecrunch swirled her tongue around the tip of Inkstar's huge member, flinching as the leader moaned and swelled in her mouth, coming out of his sheath and forming into a huge erection. "Suck!" Inkstar growled, lashing her again to draw blood. The she-cat moaned in pain around his member and began to furiously suck him, bobbing her head up and down, licking the sensitive tip whenever her head came up. Every once in a while Inkstar would threaten her and order her to go faster, suck harder, and she would obey, sucking and licking as hard as she could. Soon she was deep-throating him with all the strength that she had in her, if just to protect her kits. Inkstar moaned in pleasure and bucked into her mouth, not caring that the she-cat was almost choking to death around his huge erection.

Taboo watched intently, his member growing into an erection as Applecrunch sucked his leader's member, her core visible to him from behind. Then the deputy. not being able to hold himself back, jumped onto the femme's back and plunged into her tail hole, avoiding her core, since that belonged to Inkstar. He pounded into her, stretching and tearing her virgin tail hole, and Applecrunch cried out around Inkstar's member, not daring to draw away to scream out in pain. Every time Taboo pounded into her tail hole, she was thrust forward harder onto Inkstar's member, choking around his length. She squealed and writhed as Taboo fucked her hard, her tail hole unused to the pressure or his fierce barbs. Then suddenly Inkstar was climaxing, his huge amount of seed pouring into her mouth, choking Applecrunch. Taboo thrusted harder into her as the queen gasped for air upon being released from Inkstar's member. Is it almost over?

No, far from it in fact. Not yet done torturing the young queen, Inkstar walked around to the back of Applecrunch and pushed Taboo off of the queen, the deputy's barbs tearing her as he was forced out of her tail hole. "Get back to guarding the kits, Taboo," the leader growled, irritated. Then Inkstar mounted Applecrunch, not pausing to thrust his unbelievably huge member into her core, thrusting harder and harder, his barbs tearing and ripping her insides. "AGHHH!" She screamed, the pain even worse than her kitting. "That's right, scream," Inkstar growled, giving a hard push into Applecrunch's core. "Maybe then you'll learn the error of your ways."

Again and again the leader pounded into her small, fragile core, ripping her apart as Applecrunch's kits watched from a distance, calling out her name in terror. Applecrunch screamed every time he rammed into her tight core, resenting how she eventually began to grow intensely wet from his fierce fucking. "Ah! Ah! AH!" She yowled, tears streaming from her eyes, a slight relief as her wetness eased the pain a bit. "Oh, so wet, aren't we now?" Inkstar growled, pounding harder and harder into her. "AAAH!" Soon he was stiffening in her, shooting his seed deep into her core as his thrusting increased to ride out his orgasm. Applecrunch panted and whimpered as the Rapidclan leader pulled out and cast her aside. "I'm finished punishing you. Now the kits."

"NO!" Screeched Applecrunch, struggling to her paws but falling in exhaustion. Taboo hauled her off to the side, rough and violent from so many moons as a rouge. He lashed the femme across the shoulder, hissing, "Behave, or we'll kill you!"

Inkstar had his attention turned to the kits, eyeing them up with a coolly malevolent gaze, anticipating trying out each of their tiny kitten cores. "What are their names?" Inkstar questioned Applecrunch, but she shook her head, thinking she had gotten the better of the leader. "They don't have any yet," she answered.

"Well then," the leader purred evilly, "I shall fix that. Grab the first one!" He ordered Taboo, who hauled a small grey tabby over to him before he went back over to Applecrunch, shoving his member in her and pumping roughly, scraping her with his claws and barbed member. "AH!" the femme yowled in pain.

Inkstar meanwhile had pinned the grey tabby to the ground, licking her core intensely. "Mama!" the kit squirmed at first, before she quickly grew wet, purring with pleasure. Inkstar licked her and licked her core, amazed by how wet she was, plunging his muzzle deep in her core to lap up her juices. Then Inkstar rammed his erection into her while she was on her back, hardly hurting because of how wet she was. The kit whimpered once before she started purring her head off, enjoying the leader's huge core rubbing against her tight, wet walls. Then suddenly the kit was orgasming, cum flowing and flowing out of her core like a stream, pooling around them on the grass. Inkstar chuckled and pulled out of her, licking up the large amount of her cum. "Your name shall be Streamkit, since you cum so much."

Taboo briefly pulled out of Applecrunch and brought the newly named Streamkit back to the hole before bringing a light brown tabby to Inkstar. He then went back to Applecrunch and continued his violent mating, turned on by her cries of pain.

Inkstar dipped his head to sniff the light brown tabby, smiling wickedly. "Let's see what you've got." He then jumped onto the kit quickly, slamming his member into her core, thrusting and ramming into her with all his force. The kit squealed as she got used to it before she began bucking backward into Inkstar's member wildly, growing wet quickly and loving the pleasure. Aroused by the horny kit his member was plunging into, the Rapidclan leader thrusted harder and harder into the tiny kit, always being met by the kits erotic bucks. The brown tabby suddenly climaxed, coming all over Inkstar's member, her entire body racked with the intensity of her orgasm. Inkstar smiled as the kit continued to purr from the pleasure. "For your intense orgasms, you shall be known as Quakekit."

Seeing as Taboo had Applecrunch giving him head now, violently thrusting into her mouth, Inkstar took Quakekit back and brought out the last kit- a small dark brown she-kit with white paws. Inkstar thrusted into the dark brown kit as hard as he could, amazed by how wonderfully tight she was around his huge member. The kit squeaked with pain whenever he thrusted into her unbelievably tight core, but wriggled with impatience whenever he slowed down. Out of all the kits so far, Inkstar's member hurt her the most, but she enjoyed the pain the most too. "More!" She squeaked, purring as his huge member ripped and cut her tight core. On and on Inkstar pounded, enjoying how wonderfully tight she was around him. Inkstar and the kit both orgasmed this time, gushing their liquids on each other, purring with pleasure. "For your extremely tight core, I name you Tightkit."

Finally finished, Inkstar approached the exhausted Applecrunch again, whom Taboo was just finishing mating in the core again. "You should learn to be more like your kits, Applecrunch," Inkstar mewed to her. "They are natural born sex slaves. You may go now, but you will tell no one of this or I'll kill you and your kits. Also, you shall come back here with your kits every moon so that I may mate them again. You are to be my secret mating toys. And again, if you tell anyone, I will launch an attack on your clan, killing as many as I can. It's your choice what you want to do." He growled evilly.

"Applecrunch!" A voice called from the border, and the she-cat looked up with relief to see her mate, accompanied by a bunch of Barkclan warriors. "What are you doing over there?"

Applecrunch ran over to her clanmates, making sure Streamkit, Quakekit, and Tightkit were following, a contented look in their eyes, still thinking of the pleasureful mating. "I had the kits while I was caught out in the storm. They ran over to Rapidclan land and Inkstar-" she stopped abruptly, looking back at Inkstar, whose eyes were dark with a warning. "A-and Inkstar found them. Um, meet Streamkit, Quakekit, and Tightkit."

Her mate's eyes darkened. "You named them without me?" he questioned, hurt.

The queen inwardly cursed Inkstar, anger filling her from all that he had done. Her poor, poor kits. Applecrunch dipped her head, trying to hide the fact that she was lying. "I was stuck out in the storm and didn't know if they were going to survive. I wanted them to have names should they go to Starclan early. I'm sorry."

Her mate dipped his head understandingly. "It's alright, you did what you had to do. It must have been a terrifying experience. I'm so glad you are all alright. Now, let's get you all home. I want to meet my kits, and you all look absolutely awful."

Applecrunch nodded and followed after the patrol, keeping her kits close to her. "Can we do that again, mama?" Quakekit asked eagerly, the rest of them chiming in with agreement. Applecrunch frowned, angered by how the horrible Rapidclan leader had tainted her children. But there was no use denying them, especially since she was forced to take them back again. "Yes, dear. We'll go back again soon."

All three kits cheered.

2 Moons Later

"Oh, Tightkit, your core is so tight! I love how you feel around my member!" Tightkit lay on her back, head propped up to watch Inkstar shove his huge member in her tiny core, one of the many positions they had tried today. Her eyes were glazed with lust. "OH, INKSTAR! I love the feeling of your huge dick in my tight, wet core! I love watching you pound your dick in me! OH! PLEASE! FUCK ME HARDER!" So he did, pounding and pounding into her tight core with all his might, head tilted back with intense pleasure. Tightkit purred and thrusted her hips into him, purring as he hit her g-spot.

"OH, STREAMKIT!" "HARDER, QUAKEKIT!" Nearby the two she-kit sex slaves were pounding their cores into each other's, purring intensely at the pleasure. Following her sister's order, Quakekit pounded her core harder onto her sister's, grinding their sex's together as hard as she could. Streamkit came and came onto her sister, juices covering both of them. Quakekit orgasmed and orgasmed over and over again, moaning and purring as she mated her sister as hard as she could. "That's it, Quakekit! Don't stop!" "OH! YOU MATE ME SO WELL STREAMKIT!"

Applecrunch watched angrily nearby, annoyed by how her children's innocence was being stripped of them. But still, her paw was on her core, circling and pleasuring, getting extremely wet as she watched her daughters mating. It was just so arousing...