Before she can do anything...

As Sue pondered this, she failed to hear the stealthy footfalls that approached silently behind her. Some instinct warned her, and she turned round to see another Tiger-Man, this one shorter and less muscular than the others she’d seen, but he was dressed more outlandishly, with an elaborate headdress and ornamental bands on his arms. He held a wooden bowl in his clawed hands, and just as Sue was about to blast him with her powers, he thrust the bowl towards her face.

She caught a glimpse of a red oily liquid that sloshed in the bowl, then the familiar odor filled her nostrils. A concentrated extract from the red flowers! Any thoughts of escape or using the radio to contact the outside world were swept away on a tidal wave of primal lust, and her body positively quivered with intense arousal.

The Tiger-Man shaman growled with triumph and set the bowl aside, as Sue felt her knees tremble and her legs gave out beneath her. She dropped to her knees and moaned lustily as she watched the shaman set the bowl down in a corner of the hut, then move back towards her, loosening his loin cloth as he did.

The leather loin-cloth dropped to the floor of the hut and Sue couldn’t help but smile as she saw the huge cock that swung between the striped, furry legs. It began to rise and lengthen as he approached, and Sue licked her lips. It had to be about a foot long, and was still growing. This Tiger-priest might be shorter and less muscular than the rest of the Tiger-Men, but he more than made up for that in the cock department!

Standing before her, his cock now fully erect, a good 15 inches of throbbing cock-flesh. Sue looked up into the cruel tiger face that leered down at her, the yellowish fangs bared, and drool trickling between them. She kept contact with his yellow tiger eyes as he reached down with his claws and gripped her golden hair in his furry paws, then drew her beautiful head towards his massive hardness…