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 Author: Tobias Foxx
Title: Breaktime Shorts 7
Part: BTS 07
Summary: A timed writing exercise 'money shot' quickie.
Keywords: Furry, mM, rape, inc

   10 min Leopard Incest Rape

   ------------------------------------------------ Stories in this series
are simple timed writing exercises.  As the series title suggests, they are
written during my breaks at work.  As such, most will be very short,
rushed, and lacking all but the most basic character building. 
Essentially, they'll mostly be "money shot" quickies.  I hope you enjoy
them.  ------------------------------------------------

   For all the yeas of torment, for all the beatings and abuse, for the
rapes, for the broken bones, for the mental scars, it was time for payback.
His father lay in a drunken stupor, draped over a chair, bound hand and paw
to the chair legs.  The young leopard allowed himself a moment to savor the
anticipation before kneeling behind his near-comatose sire.  A paw stroked
his erect member while an unlubed finger prodded the older male's tailhole,
testing its give.  It would not submit lightly.  With a feral grin, he
rammed the finger home.  His father came to with a startled yowl, tailhole
spasming around the intruder within, attempting to force it out.

   "My turn, father," the young feline growled.  "now you get to play pussy
cat to my tom.  I wonder if you'll like it as much."

   The elder cat sputtered out threats, quickly silenced by a second finger
joining the first.  The boy thrust in and out a few times, spreading around
the blood seeping from his father's tight passage before pulling his
fingers free.  He didn't want the bastard to loosen up -too- much after
all. Another string of threats turned to pleading when the teenaged leopard
lined himself up.  The bids for mercy fell on deaf ears.  A hiss of
pleasure accompanied a howl of pain.  He hilted himself in one thrust,
driving deep into his father's bowels.  He pulled back slowly, feeling his
barbs scrape intestine walls, scenting the blood that slicked his meat. 
With feral vigor, he began to rape his sire for the first time of many to
come.  Revenge was indeed sweet.