Tiger-Men!

Sue looked up to see she was surrounded by naked tiger-men –the shortest six feet tall, powerfully-muscled, covered with orange and black fur, yellow eyes glaring down over fanged mouths, and between their legs…every other detail fled from Sue’s lust-addled mind. Their cocks were inhuman, magnificent. Sue reached for the nearest one without thought and gave a moan of disappointment as she was grabbed from behind and lifted over a tigerman’s shoulder, away from her goal.

“No…please…I need…I need…”she babbled as she was carried from the clearing, while behind them other tigermen hacked at one of the flowers with their razor-sharp claws.

After a short walk through the jungle the tigerman and the feebly squirming MILF emerged into a clearing and a small cluster of huts of straw and bamboo and sheets of rusting metal hung with skulls – animal, human, and other. Tigermen stalked about, and tigerwomen – equally naked but smaller than the males, slender, graceful, vacant-eyed. They passed a stamen from one of the great red flowers hanging from a pole. A tigerwoman lay below it, breathing heavily, squealing as she played with herself.

Sue’s captor stalked into the center of the village and called out to the largest hut, casually tossing the blonde to another tigerman as he did. His fellow villager caught her, holding her up by the arms from behind while Sue tried to press herself against him, cooing at the feel of the soft fur and hard body. A seven-foot tigerman with a necklace of bone emerged from the hut as the first tigerman turned and slashed a claw down the front of Sue’s jumpsuit, splitting it from neck to crotch. The blonde gasped as her skin tingled from the near-touch of the deadly claw.

The chief glanced at the pale, naked flesh that was revealed and nodded. The two tigermen wordlessly carried her into another of the huts. They shredded the remains of her clothing with their claws and tied her spread-eagled with rough hemp ropes to a bamboo frame suspended from the ceiling. Their task done, they turned and left without a sound, seeming deaf to her pleas. “Please…no…I need…I need you inside me…”

Some unknowable time passed in the dimness of the hut before the blanket that covered the doorway twitched aside and a tigerwoman entered, carrying a plastic bowl. Blank-eyed, she spooned a meaty stew into Sue’s mouth. “Please,” Sue pleaded between bites, straining vainly against her bonds to get even an inch closer to the tigerwoman’s warm flesh, her inviting curves. “Please, I’m on fire, just touch me, someone touch me…”

The blanket was swept aside again, and the tigerwoman turned, he eyes suddenly shining, as a tigerman entered. Without a moment’s hesitation she sank to her knees and took his hardening cock in her mouth.

Sue shook with frustration, no longer able to contain herself. “No, don’t fuck her, fuck me! Fuck me!” she shouted.

The tigerman looked up at the blonde in irritation. He grabbed a thick bamboo stick and a leather thong from a table and quickly gagged the sweating, straining MILF. Turning back he found his mate on the floor, her rear presented to him, her legs spread, her tail swishing happily back and forth.

Sue could only stare as the tigerman approached his mate…