You squeal out in pain as his arms crush you against his chest. Speed takes advantage of your open mouth to... plunge his tongue into your mouth? What the hell is going on? His hot tasting muscle wraps around your petite tongue and coats it in his overpowering saliva. You choke and gag and writhe in his arms to get yourself free but you simply can't.
You're trapped for the whole of his unpleasant, humiliating make-out until he releases you. Your cheeks flush and you've never felt more humiliated in your life, but your stomach is still filling with that strange, warm feeling. The crowd has changed from cheering to whistling lewdly and calling out disgusting things.
Your eyes dart down to the lion's hand, he's reaching into his shorts for...
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