Three hours.

Three hours had agonizingly dragged by for Sarabi, as she lay in the den panting for air. The Queen had kissed, licked, sucked, and fucked Scar so much that the saliva in her mouth had nearly dried up. Her vulva was red and raw, having not been in heat, it had less fluids flowing but Scar seemed to enjoy that aspect more. It turned the male on when she cried out in pain, turned him on when she begged him for a break and he denied her.

It turned him on when she did just about anything that gave him control. While she certainly used this to rile him up more so he'd keep breeding, Scar wasn't stupid either. He knew his limits. If she pushed him too hard he's slap her and silence her, but she refused to let him rest even then.

Eventually he'd gotten cruel, and started abusing her. Slapping, spanking, choking, biting, and worse actions were lain upon her as he decided the Queen needed to know her place. At one point Sarabi felt like he was going to actually kill her, his paws tightly wrapped around her neck as he fucked her tail hole. Her eyes had started seeing spots before he relented at the last second, letting out the loudest moan of pleasure as she gasped and coughed violently beneath him. He's then slapped her across the muzzle two or three times, and let loose another jet of cum into her ass.

He said she felt tighter when she had no air, better when she was silent...sexier when she was struggling. This all disgusted her of course, and made in her mind even more an absolute decision that killing him was the right plan.

And now was the time for it. Scar had finally fallen deep asleep next to her after a rather rough anal session. She winced and gently licked one of her teats he'd bruised badly. It's condition genuinely worried her.

I might never give milk form that teat again...but it was all worth it. Sitting up, she scooped up a bone and tossed it at the wall. Then she waited a couple seconds.

Not a few seconds later, Shenzi subtly peered around the corner with only half her face visible to the lioness. Sarabi didn't say anything, she merely nodded, and Shenzi disappeared from view. Another several seconds went by and Sarabi heard the gentle padding of paws on the stone floor, the same sounds a hunting party made.

six lioness slunk into view, with Sarafina at the lead. Their bellies low as they eyed her first, and then Scar's sleeping form. two lioness stayed back for extra protection in case Scar slipped past the others. the remaining three slipped around Scar and surrounded him.

Sarabi gave them all a nod, and then gently snuffled scar's mane, right up against his throat.

"Mngh...Sarabi? What now?" he mumbled, not opening his eyes. Sarabi slowly bared her teeth and said.

"Long live the King."

The lioness lunged in tandem as Sarabi's fangs sunk deep into Scar's throat. The male had a split second of realization as Sarabi's words sunk into his sleep and sex addled brain. "You trait–" His words died off as her jaws clamped shut around his jugular, and then teeth from all over descended on him. His hide was slashed, his balls were crushed, and the last thing Scar saw was a lioness's open jaws closing down around the top of his head.

Sarabi's mind would forever remember how Scar's skull sounded as it cracked and broke under her sister's jaws. But in her anger fueled state, in the shared rage of her sister's bloodlust, they thought nothing more than to end him.

As his twitching body went into death spasms, Scar managed to angle one eye down at Sarabi. So much hate, so much rage was directed at her.

"Y-your son...i-is...still...aahh."

The breath gently seeped from Scar's lips, and his eyes faded to a blank stare. The male collapsed limply in their combined grips.

The reign of Scar was over.