Nala had seen the village from far off in the distance, and she would have avoided it, were it not for the dangers that surrounded the village. Deep swamp like grass, alligator infested rivers, and sneaky human hunters dotted the area that enclosed the territory of the collection of human hovels.

But she had to pass somehow. Her pride was counting on her to get help. Scar's reign HAD to end. The only way to do that was to get a suitable male lion to take his place. Simply killing him would doom the pride of females to slowly dying out. Unable to breed, their numbers would dwindle until they were but a memory of bones strewn about pride rock.

And so she watched for a day, observing the locals from a safe distance and trying to find a weakness in their defense. a tall ten foot high wall of solid wood barricaded the village and guarded it from attacks of all kinds, be it human or nature. She thought at one point she'd found an opening in the wall, but it turned out to be a trap instead. She was lucky that a mongoose a few days before her arrival had tried to use it prior to her attempt, and ended up showing its hanging carcass off to anyone else tempted to brave the little passage.

She'd turned around and gone back to her previous spot. She conjured the idea of simply sprinting up to the fence and jumping over to the far side, but two things stopped her from doing so. The first was that the other side was visibly unknown to her. She couldn't see past the fence, so for all she knew she was jumping into a throng of humans and their weapons.

the second reason was that she watched how good they were WITH those weapons. an hour prior a jaguar had slunk up to the guard house and assaulted the single guard stationed there. Not only did this human fend off the attack, but he chased the leopard away. At this point, Nala figured they wouldn't go farther, having clearly defended the territory.

Nope. the Guard ran a few steps further, lunged into the air and arced his arm back, and then forward with a battle cry. the weapon tore through the air and landed dead center between the retreating leopard's shoulder blades as it fled.

It was dead before it hit the dirt and lay still. The guard was soon joined by three others who cheers and danced in the victory, they then dragged the corpse back into the village and even more cheers were heard. The guard was replaced by another soon afterwards.

Nala felt ill as she watched throughout the day. the guard returned and switched out with the replacement a few hours later and was now wearing the pelt as a trophy. She nearly puked, seeing the dead expression in the jaguar's empty skull sockets.

She was basically about to give up and take several days to traverse the horrible terrain to avoid this village, when something odd happened. At about noon on the third day of her reconnaissance, a cheetah appeared on the road about a hundred yards from the village gate. Nala watched as it casually strolled up to the guard and the guard waved.

WAVED! He waved at the cat, and then something happened between the two of them. Nala strained her sight to see what was happening, but from her distanced position she couldn't make out the details of what was transpiring between the two. It looked like he was hugging the feline. A few minutes went by and then the guard knocked on the gate and it swung open.

The cheetah trotted through like nothing was wrong and disappeared from view as the doors closed up again! Now Nala was perplexed. What had that cheetah done differently? Besides not attacking them outright like the leopard, Nala had nothing to go on. Was there a trick to getting through that she was unaware of?

She decided to sleep on it and see if any other animals managed to repeat the process. Her luck improved and a gazelle copied the cheetah. It was around late at night, but the same guard was present. Nala had been unable to get closer in time to see what they did together, but she got close enough to smell that neither of the creatures had any fear emanating off them. From this alone, she surmised that whatever had happened was not dangerous or scary. That gave her hope, and she decided to try early the next morning with the same guard.

As the sky slowly tinted pink with morning right on the edge of arriving, Nala slipped down onto the road and slowly padded towards the village. At about two hundred feet she noticed that the human was watching her, his eyes were wary but curious. She watched his spear shift from his left to his right arm, and she stopped.

He noticed her hesitation, and looked from the spear to her with a frown. Lifting it slowly, he flipped it over and drove the sharp end into the dirt deeply. Nala stayed still for several seconds as he watched her.

(SWAHILI)"hakuna tishio, unataka kuingiza?" He called to her. He smiled, and waved to her.

Nala paused and perked her ears up. As she expected, she couldn't understand him. The dialect was not her own. Still she figured it wouldn't hurt to try. Some humans had shown they could speak with animals before, why not this one?

"I seek entry past your barricade...human." She spoke with her head held proudly and motioned at the gate with a paw. He seemed to understand after a few moments, his eyes widening, and his stance relaxing. He looked pleased.

"Ahh it is that language of which you speak, lioness. I have not heard pride speak in some time." He waved a hand over to her, chuckling at her agape expression.

"Y-you can speak lion?" She asked incredulously. Her paw pads slowly worked their way forward, carrying her over to him in shock. He nodded, and leaned against the wall of the gate house.

"Aye, I am known as mwongozo asili, it means Nature guide in my tongue. Tell me, are you from afar? We do not get many lions around here that speak pride."

Nala flicked an ear and scuffed the ground nervously. "I'm not from here, no. What do you mean by that?"

Mwongozo smiled and pointed out to the vast expanse of wilderness behind her. "You come from a large rock formation way out in the fields, miles from here. We call it Pride rock. The lions there all speak their own dialect of lion. To humans who have my gift, you sound different from other lions."

Nala nodded, "So, its like an accent?" When he nodded she looked at his spear. "S-So, uh, I saw a cheetah and a gazelle go through the gate, and I need to get through to the other side as well..."

Mwongozo nodded again and pointed at her. "This I assumed, you were watching us from afar, and some of the elders told me to watch out for your arrival. However, you cannot just 'go through' via request."

Nala frowned, and her ears lowered at that. Mwongozo continued.

"My people both fear and respect me for my gift, the gods gave it to me to act as a guide and friend to nature, but because of this gift, my people do not simply allow any animal in. They say animals are tricky and conniving. I am prone to agree by my nature as a human. So, you must prove to me that you will not harm anyone beyond this gate." He said, gently tapping the wood.

Nala sat and tilted her head partly to the side. "And how would I do that? Did the cheetah and gazelle have to do this too?"

Mwongozo nodded and fiddled with a set of bracelets on his arm, readjusting them into a more comfortable position.

"Aye, they both proved to me that they meant my people and I no harm. there is a ritual we do that affirms to me and thus my village, that you are safe. It is not pleasant however, Lion. You must be willing to endure a state of discomfort for a short while."

Nala shrugged and sourly growled. "You want to talk about discomfort? I have not eaten in seven days, and my pride is slowly dying due to the tyranny of a king who loves only his title and not his people. I think i can handle a little discomfort."

She was slightly taken off guard when Mwongozo frowned and looked at her sadly. She could feel his sorrow.

"This, I am sorry for. Your king sounds like he needs a good lesson in respect and leadership. When you go through the gates, I will give you some food for your journey, it is the least I can do for the charge I must request of you."

Nala sighed and looked to the east, where her home lay. "Thank you for your sympathy, but if my mission succeeds, he'll be removed for his cruelty. We will be happy again."

Mwongozo smiled and puffed out his chest. "you are a brave female to do this for your pride. I can respect that."

Nala smirked. "I try. Now, what is this payment I must give you? I'm kind of in a hurry."

Again Mwongozo frowned and he sighed, looking past her at the swaying grass around them.

"You must suckle me. My cock, to be exact."

Nala's eyes widened and she blinked rapidly, taking a step back and lifting a paw up. "W-what? You want me to...to..to-"
Mwongozo cut her off and put his hands in the air defensively as well. "It was not my ruling! I am a guard for these people. The elders first contemplated the idea of just drawing blood from each animal who crossed, but that failed to prove if they would hurt us."

Nala remained silent as he explained, her paws flexing the claws in and out of their digits.

"Then we thought well what if I walked with the animal? that way I could vouch for them. Again, it failed to show if they would hurt us. the animal could just as easily assault anyone and I would have to kill them for it. We were trying to find a compromise that proved both sides were equal. At least, while the animal walked through the village."

Nala growled and backed further. "S-So you sexually molest them!? How is that any better?"

"NO!" Mwongozo snarled and for a second Nala saw his eyes flash with fury. She'd poked a nerve, and a deep one.

"I do what I must to ensure they are safe, Humans are cruel beasts, we take what is ours without respect or consideration for what lives there already. We crush history and rebuild it repeatedly over the histories of others. I do not do this to molest or maim them. I do it as a sign that they will endure far longer then I will."

Here, Mwongozo pulled out his cock and pointed at it. It was semi hard, and Nala grimaced.

"There is more to this then you understand. My semen has special properties that nullify an animal's instinct to kill. In other words it pacifies them for a short time. The elders knew this and decided it was the wisest choice."

Mwongozo looked upset but also determined. "You have endured so much already, and all of it to protect the ones you love, do not think I feel like that is worthless energy thrown to the wind. I feel bad knowing you will not enjoy it, and I wish there was another way, but as it is now you'll either let me mount your mouth or you won't be able to--hey, wait!"

Nala had spun around and began trotting away. She couldn't hear it. She couldn't allow it, and she'd be damned if she let that...that human, muzzle fuck her. Behind her Mwongozo shouted.

"You won't survive the trip the long way around, lioness, it is too far and you have not eaten!"

"Fuck off!" Nala snarled back at him. "You refuse me entry for yuur own sexual desires, that's all there is to it! Go find another mouth to fuck."

With that, she left.

THREE DAYS LATER.

Nala groaned and felt her paw slip as she padded slowly along the river bank's edge. She'd come to it hoping to catch some fish, but to her dismay, the crocodiles were everywhere and she could see no safe way of getting across or close enough to fish.

Her fur was matted and dirty, her paws ached from walking up and down outside the human village's territory, and worse of all, she was officially starving. Her stomach had been growling at her and hadn't ceased it's whining since she'd left.

The worst part was that Mwongozo's offer was still heavy in her mind. He had food and water, he had access to her journey's progress, and all she had to do was give him oral sex.

"No, I will not lower myself to a sexual toy. I'm a lioness, a pride lioness, and I won't do it." She growled out. The crocodiles heard her and slipped closer to the edge she was above. Not wanting to give murphy a chance at ending her prematurely, she backed several paces away from the river and then ended up heading back to her original point of observation.

From here a scent so beautiful hit her nose, her chin was covered in drool within seconds. She blushed and swiped at it with a paw. It continued unabated, as the scent of cooked meat tickled her nostrils. Humans may be dangerous, but damn could they make good food.

Nala frowned and then watched as a pair of zebra exited onto the road far away from her. She sighed, knowing what was about to happen. They both walked up to the gate and the guard on shift switched with Mwongozo.

then, they did stuff. Whatever it was, Nala couldn't see. She had plenty to go ff though from what she'd learned. The image of two zebra sexually licking and suckling the human's meaty cock came to mind and Nala was sent into a hacking, gagging, dry heaving fit. She shivered violently and slumped to the ground in exhaustion. her eyes lazily watched the gates open and the prey she craved so badly vanished inside.

She had two options, either die here and fail her pride, or give up her personal pride, and join the zebras on the other side of that village.

She closed her eyes and made up her mind.

The very next morning, under a twilight sky Nala slipped out of the grass and slowly trotted towards the guard area. A different guard was on duty and when he saw her, he shouted over the gate nervously. He was younger than the others, and Nala could smell the fear on him from her current distance.

Through a side passage in the gate house, Mwongozo appeared and spoke to the boy. His eyes then fell on Nala. To his credit, the look he gave her was one of worry and caring. He waved the boy inside and then picked up the spear again. Nala slowly stood and padded closer.

This time however, Mwongozo leveled the spear in her direction. His face was styill sad but it had steel behind it.

"You came back, Lioness, but now things are different."

Nala stopped and frowned. Mwongozo continued, driving the spear into the dirt once more. "The village says you are hanging around too long and they do not like it. They say it will attract more predators, and they told me to give you one more chance to enter, or I'd have to end your journey. You must choose now, and please choose correctly. I do not wish to kill again." Mwongozo crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, eyeing her.

Nala sighed and looked at the gate as she spoke quietly. "You have me at a cross road, Mwongozo. I either kill my pride back home, or I kill my internal pride right here."

When Mwongozo simply nodded, she growled but lowered her head. "I...I will take your offer."

The man was silent for several seconds before he stood and motioned her over to him. When she was about a foot or so away he held out a palm to stop her.

"There are two rules to this ritual you MUST obey. The first, you mustn't fight back, and you cannot hurt me. I have the control in this situation and you will relinquish your strength to me."

Nala nodded slowly. "I, I understand."

She went to step closer but he kept his hand up longer. "There is one more thing you personal must agree to. Call it an extra payment for being very rude last time."

Nala growled and went to snarl at him but her stomach snarled louder, and effectively hushed her. She grunted and clutched her belly. "F-fine, what is it?"

"After you and I are finished here, you will enter the village but you will not leave immediately."

"WHAT why?!" Nala snarled. Mwongo reached out and smacked her right across the snout, sending her onto her side. She was stunned. He hadn't hit her that hard, yet she fell over. Mwongozoz hissed at her.

"Because you are weakened and need food and nourishment. I will provide both of these and a warm place to sleep. But while I do this for you, you will give me sex in return."

he gripped her scruff and hoisted her to her feet, none to roughly though. She could tell he was holding in his anger in lue of being kind to her situation.

"Isn't oral sex for you good enough once?" She grumbled, pinning her ears back against her skull. Mwonogozo hook his head.

"No, this time, I get to fuck you under your tail, I get to mate with you. On my terms, in my home, in my bed. The same rules as the ritual apply there as they do here."

Nala felt her eyes droop in submission. "O-ooh...I... I'm not..." Mwongozo let go of her nape and stood back up, with his hands he spread his cloth to the side and started masturbating his semi hard cock a couple inches from her nose.

"You accept all the terms or none at all." He frowned and his expression took on sadness. "I'm sorry, girl, but this is how it must be."

Nala sighed, her eyes locking onto his cock. She took on a nervous expression as she nodded. "I accept the terms."

Mwongozo smiled faintly and put his hand on her snout, gripping it firmly. "Good, now this is going to be uncomfortable for you, but you need to obey. When I start thrusting, do not fight back, and when i cum, you must swallow it."

His fingers scrunched up the fur on her muzzle as he lifted her lips, showing off her teeth, his cock slowly got harder as he gazed at them.

"Good girl, now...open wide."