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As the Rod of Dismay traveled deeper into its current flesh sheath, Rain Shine was able to see a bulge in the Abyssinian’s stomach that marked the distance it had traveled. A little over halfway in, and the tip had clearly made its way into the feline’s womb. The minotaur was currently inspecting the lump himself, stroking the rod through the furred skin of his victim, as she did her best to take deep breaths and stay conscious, labored groans and drool escaping her lips.
 
“Not bad,” the minotaur lord said, pleased, “You managed to stay awake. I like my females strong, and had you have failed to make it this far, I would have given you to my men. You have met my standards, though.”
 
“Fuck… You…” the tigress managed to vocalize her detest for the minotaur, despite the sheer pain coursing through her.
 
“There will be plenty of that later,” said the minotaur, “But first.”
 
The minotaur shifted the index finger of the hand holding the club to an odd lever mechanism near it’s equally odd hilt, and with a slow squeeze of that device, the cat’s spine curved and her head flew upwards as a tormented howl escaped her lips. The minotaur kept the trigger squeezed for a good minute, ceasing only when the Abyssinian’s body relaxed. Whatever had happened devastated the cat, as she had taken to staring to the ground, doubling her efforts to take in air with her heavy breaths. However, something about it also rejuvenated her, as while she had seemed exhausted prior, she now appeared very alert.
 
“I’m going to give you one chance, Abyssinian,” the minotaur said, reaffirming his grip on the Rod of Dismay’s handle, “Declare me as your master now, and I will remove the rod from your hungry hole.”
 
The tigress looked back, eyes wide open, denoting her shock over all that had happened to her. Yet, the feline must have had some powerful pride within her, because in spite of all that happened to her, she was still able to reply with a stuttering, “Ne… Ne… Never.”
 
“As you wish then,” the minotaur stated, giving the Rod a solid twist inside the Abyssinian’s body, instantly causing her legs to give way. At this point, she was basically laying on the object as it resided within her, “I was hoping we’d be able to continue.”
 
With that said, the minotaur moved his thumb to a secondary lever device, located at the back end of the hilt. Using the thick digit, the bovine pulled the lever back slightly, and a solid hum began to emanate from the Rod. Instantly, the gemstones on still on the outside of the Abyssian started to glow with a blue light, and the tigress started to squirm in response, unable to keep herself still as a deep moan flowed out from her throat.
 
“Like that?” the minotaur questioned rhetorically.
 
Rain Shine couldn’t tell if the moan was supposed to be pleasurable, or one of despair, as the feline’s eyes did their best attempt to roll themselves into her skull. In her mind, she had to assume that it was the latter, as it was still impossible for her to perceive that having something that huge inside your vaginal passage could be the least bit pleasurable.
 
After a minute, the minotaur lord released the lever, which made it slam back into the hilt with the force of a hammer, and in turn cause the tigress to yelp as her body jumped spontaneously, as if something kicked her from the inside. The minotaur repeated the process several more times, getting the same reaction with each release of the hammer, and while Rainshine didn’t catch it the first time, the rapid activations of the Rod of Dismay’s function allowed the kirin to see that each time the hammer was released, the gems would let out a small pulse of energy. That was what was making the Abyssinian cruelly dance on the shaft of the Rod.
 
That unfortunately was not the extent of the device’s abilities though, as the minotaur went on to display one more function of the device, by putting his thumb on the hammer one more time, and pulling it all the way back. The gemstones lit up again, brighter than they had before, and once they reached their peak, they let loose an arch of electricity into the feline’s pussy lips and thighs. Undoubtedly, the same thing was happening inside the tigress as well, as she let loose another set of painfilled howls, and her body spasmed.
 
“OKAY!” the Abyssian finally screamed, “I’LL CALL YOU MASTER! JUST STOP!”
 
“Oh no,” the minotaur replied, thumb still firmly pressed down on the hammer, “That was the deal earlier. Now it’s different. I want you to refer to yourself as a cunt.”
 
“YES, I’M A CUNT!” the tigress replied, her suffering overwhelming the pride she once held.
 
“I’m a cunt… what?” the minotaur said back, the amusement he held in his sadistic act bringing his grin ear to ear, and his dick to full erection.
 
“I’M A CUNT, MASTER!” she yelled, believing that was what the bull wanted, and assuming correctly, as a moment later he released the hammer for a last time, sending one last massive pulse into the tigress’ body, but bringing her torment to an end, for now at least.
 
“Pathetic bitch,” the bull scoffed, bracing his feline slave’s body with one hand, while retrieving the Rod of Dismay with a steady pull. A torrent of fluids spilled out of the tigress’ now gaping vagina upon removal, saturating her thigh, and forming a puddle on the floor. With the Rod once more entirely outside of her body, the Abyssinian slumped over, completely defeated.
 
The minotaur took a step back to admire his handiwork, looking at both the feline he had broken, and the object in his hands. “That’s a pretty heavy coat you gave my weapon,” he said with satisfaction, the full length of the shaft slathered with female feline fluids, “Next time I’ll permit you to do the same to my other rod.”
 
The cat didn’t respond, unable to do anything but hang limply. Seeing as his fun with the Abyssinian was over, for now at least, he turned his attention back to the kirin, saying two words that sunk fear into the queen’s heart.
 
“Your turn”.