Diplomatic envoy to the hyenas

Like I told you guys earlier this story is going out to public the same time as to you guys, but you'll get early access to the next story, which at the moment seems to be maid problems.

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Diplomacy with the hyenas was something that the impalas had never considered since the hyenas always spent their time attacking caravans and small villages. But the recent rumors of their successful invasion of the lion kingdom had spread unrest among the impalas. So after coming to an agreement, the tribe council sent their best diplomat with the orders to secure a non-aggression pact with them, and no price would be too high for it.

She wasn't exactly happy about it, but she knew that if the hyenas were to attack them they would stand no chance. So alongside with a couple of guards, she left for the hyena lands.

Thankfully the journey was uneventful. Every now and then she saw hyena scouts but they only observed, always keeping their distance from them. Even though they did nothing it still proved the rumor that they had weapons from the north, which meant that even if they had not won a war against the Lions, they were still a bigger threat they’ve ever been.

The lands that the hyenas called home always were dangerous, there had been bandits, marauders, dangerous animals, it simply never had been safe. But something had changed, now only the wildlife was there to present a threat, and even they seemed to be diminished in numbers. While it did make traveling safer the idea of a unified hyena tribe made her uncomfortable, since one of the reasons why they were never considered a threat was that they spent so much of their time fighting each other.

The trip was long so they had to set up camp inside a cave. As they were eating they heard some kind of scuffle from outside. She peeked out from the cave's entrance and saw three hyenas ganged around a cheetah. At first, she was worried that they had attacked her, but she quickly realized that she was willingly pleasuring the group of hyenas. One of them was laying down on its back and letting her bounce on its dick. While she bounced on the hyena’s cock she was nose deep in a female hyenas pussy and jerking off the third hyena. She was terribly embarrassed by her accidental voyeurism, but she couldn’t turn her eyes away, seeing that huge cock plunge into the cheetahs pussy made her wet with envy.

They switched their positions so that the two cocks were thrusting rapidly into both of her holes and her face was smushed into third hyena’s pussy. The impala started rubbing her cunt while she looked at the hyenas play with the cheetah. She had never been that interested in sex, she’d experimented with her boyfriend once and had enjoyed herself, but it wasn't anything she’d go out of her way to do. But watching the big, muscular hyenas roughly manhandle the cheetah made her more hot and bothered than she’d ever been.

After a long time, the group of hyenas roared as they started cumming inside the lucky cheetah. But after their orgasms came to an end they didn't stop instead switching positions and starting again.

eventually, the sun started to set and the hyenas were still going at it. So she went to bed before the hyenas stopped. She felt her pussy drool as she pulled her blanket over her body. She couldn't masturbate with guards right next to her, but she couldn't sleep either. Slowly her fingers crept towards her cunt. Tomorrow would be a very important day, she couldn't be tired, or too horny to think straight, she had no choice. Staring to rub her pussy and clit she moaned into the pillow as her juices gushed over her fingers and soaked the bedroll. She fantasized about a big strong hyena bending her over, with its thick cock bobbing against her pussy. Thighs quivering she kept masturbating and thinking about a strong hyena breeding her. With her face buried in the pillow, she tried her best to keep her squeals of pleasure down as her tunnel clenched around her fingers and juices squirted around her fingers.

When she came down from her orgasmic high she noticed that the bedroll was soaked in her femcum. Embarrassed about her loss of control and explosive orgasm she considered drying the bedroll somehow, but in the end, exhaustion won her over.

Even in her dreams, she couldn't escape her fantasies of big hyenas fucking her hours upon hours with no breaks. They used her for their own pleasure without a single thought towards how she felt, but she loved every second of it.

She woke up covered in sweat and out of breath. she lifted the blanket to see that her pussy was again drooling fem lube down her thighs. She bit her lip and glanced at the guards. both of them were still sleeping so she quietly got up and dressed. Most of her juices had dried during the night so she rolled her bed back into a roll and stuffed it into the bottom of her bag since it still smelled like pussy. Ducking outside she grabbed some flower petals and stuffed them atop the bedroll to mask her scent.

By now they were a relatively short walk away from their destination so they decided to not stop until they'd reach the tribe so that they'd be there before nightfall. Approaching them without a warning at night could end horribly for them, it could even end up in a war between the hyena and the impalas.

Climbing atop the hill the first thing they saw was the huge column of smoke, and after that, the camp came into view. Although calling it a camp was a bit of misnomer since it was the size of a small city but made from tents and ramshackle huts with a massive pyre in the center of the camp.

She took a deep breath and started carefully descending towards the camp, into the lion's den. At the gate, two heavily armed guards stood. "Hold up. What are you here for?" the guard asked as she stepped closer.

"A girl like her? Probably same as that cheetah." They both burst out into cackling laughter while she stood there, ignoring them.

"I'm representing the impala tribe, and I'm here on a diplomatic mission. May I meet with your king?"

"We don't have a king," the guard grunts bluntly. "But if you want to talk to the matriarch you're welcome to, her hut is right by the pyre, even you can't miss it. And watch your tone when speaking to her."

The guard wasn't lying, the hut in front of the pyre was at least twice the size of the other huts with a pair banners hanging on either side of the doorway.

Taking a deep breath she stepped inside and immediately she was assaulted by a sweet smoke that was lingering in the air. She gasped as she saw the hyena matriarch. She was a gigantic creature of muscle and fur with her thick sheath and hand-filling balls on brazen display. It took her a while to recognize the girl resting her head on the matriarchs lap, and then it came to her, she was the queen of the lion kingdom. Lost in her thoughts she jumped on the spot when the matriarch spoke.

"And what do we have here? You're not one of my men so you're not a usurper,  you don't dress like a harlot so you're not here to become a barrack girl, so... who are you?"

She lost her voice under the intimidating aura the matriarch emanated. "Umm... I-I'm here t-t-to n-n-neg-negotiate a n-n-no- a n-nonag-agres-s-sion pact." she stammered.

"A non-agreswhat?" she asked with a frown.

She took a deep breath to calm down before continuing. "It means that you won't attack us."

The matriarch broke out into a cackle when she heard that. It sent a chill down her spine. "And why would I sign something like that?"

That was the thing she'd been worried about the whole time. They had nothing to make the deal sweet to the hyenas. But she had to try, she couldn't just give up. "We can offer you tribute. Food, money, weapons, anything."

Another burst of cackling laughter. "You don't get it, do you. If we want anything from you we can take it. So tell me again, why would I sign something like that."

"If you attack and steal from us you'll only get what we have and it'll take us years to recover, but if you'll agree not to attack us we'll give you tributes every month." she reasoned to the matriarch.

"That sounds rather boring," she grunts, looking disinterestedly at her claws.

"We..." she hesitated, but then remembered her orders. "We can entertain you."

The matriarch looked rather surprised and stood up. The lioness let out a little whine of disappointment when the matriarch stepped closer to the diplomat. "Are you sure you're up to that?" she growled and grabbed the smaller impalas hand rather forcefully and moved it over to her bicep. "But I doubt you had that in mind." she grinned and moved her hand down to her crotch.

Her heart started beating faster in her chest and she felt her folds starting to moisten as the titanic cock hardened in her hands. Suddenly she sat back down on the pile of silk and pillows. "Prove it. Prove that you're capable of what it takes!" She snaps her fingers and calls out for her guards to bring the diplomats guards in.

Seconds later the two soldiers were pushed into the room. The matriarch just smiled as the guards stood there uncomfortably. "Neither of you says a thing," she muttered as she started to disrobe her guards.

When she pulled his pants down his hard cock slapped her in the face, making her reel back. Hesitantly she wrapped her lips around the tip of the cock in her face and slowly pushed it down her throat. Not forgetting about the other guard she started to stroke the length of his slightly shorter stiffy.

The matriarch let out a long jawn of boredom as she looked at the display. The lioness was smiling in a rather self-satisfied way and as if to show her how it's done took the entire length of the matriarchs member into her throat.

If she'd want to impress the matriarch she'd have to up her game. She guided the other guard by his cock so that they were both side by side and their heads were almost touching each other. Following the lioness's lead she tried to deepthroat both of the pricks, but unlike the lioness, she didn't have the experience to do so. She gagged as the cockheads pushed into her throat. Her eyes watered as her throat tried to push the intruding members out of her throat. But she had to impress her so she relaxed her throat and tried again.

It wasn't easy, her throat was stretched harder than ever before and spittle was drooling uncontrollably down her chin and over to her boobs. It was rather humiliating blowing two cocks for someone else's amusement, but the sense of duty drove her forward. But that wasn't the only thing encouraging her to do her best. The same tingling lust that had gripped her when she saw that cheetah getting toyed by the hyenas reared its head again.

From the corner of her vision, she saw the matriarch pay close attention to her now. The knowledge of that she was doing a good job made her even more eager to swallow as much cockflesh as possible.

She wasn't sure if they were normally quick shots, but their cocks were throbbing in her mouth, ready to unload in the warm confines of her mouth. Cum spurted into her mouth. She almost gagged again as the salty jizz overwhelmed her taste buds.

With the cocks keeping her from closing her mouth their cum quickly started to flow out of her mouth. She cupped her hands under her head to catch the excess that she didn't manage to swallow. Looking the matriarch right in the eye she started licking her hands clean.

"You've certainly convinced me that you're a sexy little whore," she growled playfully. "I suppose I could write that agreement then. She stood up and salvaged a piece of parchment and a quill from what could be only described as a pile of junk.

She wrote quickly and then handed the parchment to the diplomat. It's rather rudimentary, only informing that they'd be expecting a certain proportion of their food, money, and other products and a handful of soldiers were to ensure that things would go as intended.

She handed the parchment to her guard and turned to leave. But before she could walk out of the door a strong hand grasped her shoulder. "Where do you think you're going?" the matriarch growled in her ear. She quickly found herself sitting in the matriarchs lap. "Don't think I didn't notice your perverted pussy soaking itself while you were blowing your own men." Her clawed fingers wormed their way into her pussy.

She struggled to keep her moans down as the large hyena kept fingering her. "Of course I'll allow you to leave if that's what you really want, but I think we both know you don't want that. What are you two still doing here? Get going!" she barked at the guards, who hurriedly pulled their pants back up and ran out of the hut.

She suddenly stood up, leaving the baffled girl sitting next to the lioness. "I have some business to attend to so you girls play nice."

Almost immediately the lioness turned to her. "Look, I don't like you, and I don't care if you like me, but mistress insists that I teach new girls the ropes." She stands up and pulls the Impala onto her feet. "Oh and remember that my word is mistress's word."

The tour is rather short since there isn't much room, but she showed her how to warm up the bath, how to use the incense and other things she'd need to know, she even gave her some tips on how to please her new mistress.

"Mistress will be back soon and she'll want to relax, get the bath warm." the lioness commands, obeying her order she lights the fire under the cauldron and starts carrying cold water into the pool

Just as she poured the boiling water into the pool her mistress arrived. Remembering what the head girl told her she bowed her head and said nothing. The matriarch sat down in the pool with a pleased sigh.

"What are you waiting for? Or have you already forgotten your duty?" she chuckled playfully. The water was perfect and she couldn't help but feel proud at herself when she sat down next to her.

Not wanting to test her mistress's patience she wrapped her fingers around her shaft. It quickly hardened in her hands. She started to stroke her while she relaxed in the water. "Ahh, that's it, nice and slow."

Before things could escalate any further the lioness came into the room carrying a smoking bowl. Setting the bowl down she started to massage the matriarch's shoulders.

After a long while she suddenly stood up, but neither of her harem girls had to be told anything, they started drying her up. Once she was dry she roughly grabbed a hold of her new harem girl and threw her onto the pile of pillows. "I've been holding back, but not anymore..." she growled in her ear. Being pinned down by the large hyena and feeling the tip of her cock rubbing against her folds she let out a meek whimper.

The whimper turned into a moan as she rammed the entirety of her cock inside the ex-diplomat. "I knew you were a good pick," She certainly had been holding back since now that she's got going there was no stopping her. The pummeling made the poor impala girl see stars every time the cock thrust against her G-spot.

She wondered if her family and friends back home would think that she'd been taken captive by force. If they'd think so they wouldn't be too far off the truth, she wasn't held captive by force, she was held captive by her mistress's cock.

The pleasure she felt while being dominated by the cock wasn't like anything she'd felt before, and she couldn't give it up. She was going to cum, and soon. She wrapped her legs tightly around her hips as her pussy spasmed around the thick member invading her insides.

The matriarch made a disapproving noise as she came. "You're not allowed to cum without permission, but since this is your first time I'm not going to punish you," she growled in her ear. She sat upright and grasped her by her hips. "Now it's my turn!"

She somehow found the strength to start fucking her even harder than before. If she wasn't too busy moaning and whimpering she'd be worried about losing her mind, but at the moment she wasn't too worried.

The moment she felt the hot cum splashing against her cervix she knew that her new position in the harem was cemented, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

When the hyena was finished creamping her cunt she pulled out and positioned her cum coated cock in front of her lips. There were no words, neither one of them needed to say anything. She thoroughly cleaned her mistress's cock before giving the tip of it a light kiss.

"What do you say?"

"Thank you, mistress."

"Good girl."