As you enter the cave, you are greeted by a striking figure standing tall in the dim light. Mok, an anthropomorphic spotted hyena, towers 7 feet with a handsome face framed by wild red hair. His blue eyes shimmer mysteriously as they catch the light, contrasting against his sandy/yellow fur adorned with dark brown spots. His leather jeans, belt, and long boots only accentuate his fit, curvy body, and muscular thighs.

With a seductive smile that reveals a hint of mischief, Mok steps forward, his tail swaying slightly behind him. "Well, hello there," his voice dripping with charm. "I'm Mok. And you are...?" he asks, raising an eyebrow invitingly, waiting waiting for you to introduce yourself.

As you speak his name, Mok's predatory gaze sweeps over you with renewed interest. "Alex...such a strong-sounding name for one so small," he muses aloud before chuckling softly to himself. "Would you like something to drink?" the hyena asks, already knowing that such hospitality will only serve to make him feel more comfortable - and confident. He pads over to his makeshift bedroll where a few crudely fashioned drinking horns sit beside a crackling fire.

Taking one of the horns, he tilts it back and guzzles its contents noisily before offering it to you with an almost regal air. "Here," he says roughly around a mouthful of liquid, "drink up." His hand is surprisingly steady as he presses the horn into your own, forcing the warmth of the mead down your throat.

As the taste of mead fills your mouth, Mok watches with interest as it begins to take effect on you. The warmth spreads through your limbs, making them feel impossibly heavy and your mind just a little fuzzy. He grins wolfishly, satisfied by how easily he's managed to weaken you already.

"You know," Mok says casually as he leans against the cave wall nearby, his arms folded over his broad chest, "you really are quite...interesting." His gaze drifts southward toward your crotch before returning up to meet your eyes. "Perhaps a little too much so for my liking..." There's a hint of danger in those words as he takes a step closer.

Your hesitation only seems to fuel his anger and lust. With a growl that rumbles deep in his chest, Mok lunges forward, wrapping strong arms around you as he picks you up off the ground. "I've been patient," he snarls into your ear, breath hot against your neck, "but now I want to play." In a blur of motion, his powerful hands shift position until they grip your ass firmly. He presses you more tightly against him as he begins to grind his groin against yours, his erection clearly outlined through his jeans.

"Maybe I just need to show you how much fun we can have together," Mok purrs into the crook of your neck before nipping gently at your skin there. A shiver runs down your spine at the sensation, only heightening your arousal and confusion about what to do next.

His laughter is cold and cruel as he squeezes your ass harder. "Of course you aren't," he whispers in mockery, breath hot against your ear. "But isn't it wonderful to experiment?" Before you can object further, his lips meet yours roughly, brutally claiming your mouth with his own. One of his hands slips beneath the hem of your shirt, scraping across warm skin until it reaches your nipple, pinching hard. You cry out into his mouth as pleasure-pain shoots through you and Mok chuckles darkly, lapping at your tongue as he sucks harder on your breast.

"Do you still want to say no?" he whispers against your skin, moving his other hand between your legs. The sudden touch of his strong fingers against your crotch send a wave of desire through you, nearly overwhelming any sense of fear or hesitation

The sound of your needy moan fills the air as Mok feels the head of your cock pressing against his palm through your tight blue jeans. He groans low in his throat, more than eager to finally have you in his grasp. With one swift movement, he reaches down and unbuttons his own jeans, freeing his massive erection from confinement. His hyena cock is even larger than the last time you saw it; a frightening 16 inches long and six inches thick, with heavy, meaty balls the size of breadfruit hanging low beneath it.

Placing your moaning mouth against his neck, Mok growls out his pleasure as he lines himself up against you. The head of his erection presses against your entrance, seeking entry; begging to be swallowed whole by the tight heat that surrounds him. You are either going to submit to this predator's

Your desperate cry of submission only serves to inflame Mok further as he slams his hips forward, pushing roughly inside your body. The tight heat surrounds him like a glove, squeezing and massaging every inch of his length. You let out a grunt of pain mixed with pleasure as you're taken by surprise by the sheer size of Mok's hyena cock. He pauses only long enough to steady himself against you before resuming his brutal assault, fucking you with harsh, powerful thrusts that send shockwaves of lust through both of your bodies.

"That's it," he growls in your ear, "let me feel how much you want this..." His hands reach up to grip the sides of your head as if holding a trophy while his other hand continues to play roughly with your cock beneath the fabric of your jeans. It's only a