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Ranger Rick came up with an innovative way to combat his parks struggling attendance and rampant violations of backpackers and campers skimping on camping permits. Violators would be put out to perform public service for the park's patrons, in lieu of fines. With a charity marathon for victims of mange passing through the park next week, the timing was perfect.

The marathon raised more money than it had any year before, and as predicted he started seeing more and more visitors coming to the park. In the end it wasn't making to much more money than he would have made from simply imposing fines. But much like with his magazines, profits were never the goal. His calling in life, the goal that got him out of bed every morning, was to show the public all the fun, beauty, and wonder that nature could offer them.

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The alpha female of a wolf pack is kidnapped when her village is raided by a rival cat tribe. Stripped and thrown into a large tent, she is left to entertain the warriors of the tribe.

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Kazu had been hired just a few short weeks ago at a high end company for a position called "Stress Management Specialist." The pay seemed too good to be true, and the duties were simple secretarial level tasks. She never imagined the last line of the job posting would become the main focus, let alone in this capacity; "Provide a comfortable outlet for employee complaints and frustrations."

She could no longer remember what moving her paws felt like, as they'd fallen asleep long ago being tied up and back behind her. The ropes holding her in place and secured to the pipes against her back were high quality silk, and had almost felt comfortable in the beginning. But even smooth constraints were still constraints. When she was first restrained in the head branch manager's private restroom, she'd been used relentlessly for "employee relief", until her vagina had felt raw and bruised. She'd been loud at first, complaining wildly and struggling, but each complaint voiced was met with the back of a hand. Over time her struggles became half-hearted, so much that the employees started getting more creative to keep the fun alive when using her. They started keeping score on the wall, then on her body. Started using her more and more roughly, with paltry attempts at bandaging wounds to keep her healthy enough to keep being usable.

The manager came in one morning, about a month after her initial employ, to get his time in early with her while he enjoyed a cigar. He saw the cold look in her eyes, the tug of her frown, and the resignation in her whole being, and knew she wasn't going to be very fun for much longer. He carelessly put out his cigar on the sensitive pad of her foot paw, and made a mental note to start looking for a new Stress Management Specialist.