Vixen
VIXEN.TXT M/F, NC/Beast/Rape, Human/Vixen
By SwampRat - Version 1.2 (Typo's and syntax)
(cl) 1994, 1997 Gay Furry Association
Warning - This story has non-consensual sex between many species. If you don't
care for such things, Don't read any further.
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One of the dogs caught up with her, and jumped up, grabbing her hips. She
screamed as his canine cock slapped her thighs, the pointed tip dragging
through her fur. His weight dragged her down as his teeth fastened into the
loose fur on her neck. She screamed again as the thick meat found her vagina
and Forced it's way into her.. The others caught up with her, growling and
snapping at each other but not interfering.. Then the Humans, laughing cruelly
as she lay under the male canine, tears of pain and shame running down her
cheeks. Lustily the animal growled over her, thrusting it's slick cock into
her, balls slapping her flesh.. Just as she started to feel something akin to
pleasure the dog Howled and spurted it's runny seed into her. "Wonder what
kinda pups she will have?" One of them remarked, openly ogling her. As she felt
the male whitdraw, she cried silently again, knowing they had made sure No one
would ever impreginate her. "Up Bitch." Wearily, the vixen got to her knees and
waited, watching the men draw lots. One of them whooped and stepped over to
her, unzipping his pants.
"You suck on it good and maybe I won't cut your tail off.." Again they laughed,
knowing a pretty tail fetched almost as much as the female herself. She opened
her muzzle, thankful the man was short. He grabbed her head and Thrust his
small dick into her mouth, groaning. "Damn.. I Swear these Bitches get better
each time." Someone else laughed. "So - Gonna marry one?" The man slapped her,
and spat. "Hah! All they are good for is training the dogs and sucking.." He
held her head and grunted as his nuts grated against her chin, cumming into her
mouth. Then someone snapped a collar on her neck, and half-dragged, half-led
her back to a truck. The dogs were still growling around her, cocks swinging
under them. Once there, she was shoved into a cage, and the canines piled
around her nipping at whatever fur stuck out. "Easy boys.. You will get your
chance at another one in a few days.." Then it was back to the kennel.
* * * *
Every day she worked around the area, dressed only in her fur and a collar. She
was fed twice a day and Once a week groomed for prospective Masters. She
shuddered each time, seeing the looks in their eyes as she was made to walk
around, let them feel, and poke her in Any way they pleased.. But so far, no
one wanted a russet-and-black fox with blue eyes. And every few Nights - The
Hunt. It was always random, Never for infractions - Punishment was metered out
in other ways. And a few times, the vixen didn't come back... Except as a tail
and some hide. She had never been close enough to a fence to know if it offered
an escape route, but others have said that That offered no comfort, the owners
either not caring or actually helping in the ritual.
* * * *
She hadn't meant to bite the man's dick.. It just happened. The Boys had been
to a party and been dumped by their dates and wanted to get back at them - By
abusing her. The one who shoved his dick up her ass was at least kind enough to
slop some lube on it.. But even so it still hurt. Then the other one shoved his
cock in her muzzle, while the third made her jerk him off. But the one in the
back had lunged and she hit her jaw on the other's leg, pinching more than
biting his dick. "Hey!" he yelled, slapping her.. Which just made her bite
harder. "You little Bitch!" The oldest jerked her back to him, cumming into her
ass, not caring about anything but his orgasm. When he was done, he shoved her
away. "Little fuck Bit me.." The other 2 laughed. "Maybe she loves you.. How
was her butt?" The oldest grinned. "Tight, hot, a real good fuck.. Almost
enough to make me go queer. Try it.. She should be slick enough." She wasn't
but that didn't stop the 3rd man. He grabbed her hips and plowed in, fucking
her fast and hard before cumming a few minutes later. "Oh Yeah.. She Is a good
lay." The youngest just looked at her. "She ain't good for nothing else - No
one wants her..." The other 2 shrugged. "Well - Tomorrow night a few friends
are coming over. I am Sure we can find Something to entertain them with."
* * * *
The next night she was left alone, until someone came and shoved her into a
cage. "I'll teach you to bite My Dick!" He rattled it around until someone
stopped him. "She has to be able to run you know.. No sense in having a hunt if
the dogs can't have a good run." The youngest nodded and grinned nastily. "But
I get to skin her.." He held a knife up to the cage. "After the dogs get done,
you are mine!" A short bumpy ride with the hounds growling and snapping and
shoving their dicks through openings in the cage to poke at her, then all of
them were tied up. The cage was opened and she was hauled out, and tossed to
the ground. A boot shoved her hips up. "Run Bitch.. Or we will let the dogs
have you here and now." Up and gone, was the poor female as laughter echoed.
She ran as never before! Something told her this would be her last Hunt..
Either she would be free, or her tail would adorn the Wall. Many times she
fell, tripped by something. But there was not time to massage the hurt out or
see if something was twisted or broken... Stopping meant Death - After a long,
savage abuse.. So up and run and sob and try not to think too much about what
followed, or what the end of the night would bring.
The hounds bayed behind her, as she stopped, gasping and sobbing.. The
moonlight flashed before her. A gate? Not knowing or caring what it led to, she
hauled herself over it, seeing something next to it. She looked at it
wonderingly.. Then a dog Howled, and she didn't have time to look at the pretty
drawings... She ran again, now in unfamiliar territory. The gate hinges
squealed behind her, and she found a new burst of strength.. Until a branch
from a fallen log wrenched her leg, and she fell. The lead canine was a vicious
brute and she knew he would Use her Well before ripping her apart. She dragged
herself up, finding she could still move, despite the blood dripping down her
leg. She dared to look behind her - and Saw him! The scent of female and blood
made the hound's nostrils open as his thick doggy-dick swung and slapped his
belly, hungry for her body.
She watched him, horrified as he growled low and advanced, ahead enough to take
his time about taking her.. She couldn't run, could barely walk, and the
monster seemed to know this, for he stepped stiff-legged towards her, wanting
to sink his cock, and then his teeth into her.. She lurched forward - And
shreaked as Something exploded in front of her. A moment passed.. Another... No
teeth bit into her flesh. No doggy paws dug into her hips, pulling her back to
be impaled. She had seen Guns before. Knew what they did.. "Vixen!" She jerked
her head up, looking at a standing figure. The hand pointed down at his feet.
Shakily, she crawled over to the man, awaiting whatever fate was in store for
her.. A hand ran over her head, and she shuddered, opening her muzzle, trying
despirately to get some saliva built up.. Another howl split the air as she was
sighted.. Turning she saw the dog running towards her - Then there was a
movement and she Dropped, Howling in pain as her ears rang.
When she could look again, the dog lay, bleeding and Quite dead, some ways
away. The hand was back, stroking her ears and she shivered, rubbing her muzzle
in his crotch, hoping to seduce him. She could smell and see a response.. Then
a noise made her turn. The Men were coming up the trail, yelling for the dogs.
Then all was silent and still for a minute.. "Evening Mister." The man nodded.
"Looks like you caught our fox. Now if you will be so kind as to just shove her
over here, we will be on our way. " She gulped, head down... "Seems there is a
little matter of Trespassing.." They looked at one-another. "And Hunting on
Private Properity." The voice was edged with steel. "In a Posted area.." Hope
lit inside her for a moment. Could it be... The one who used to laugh as he
beat her stepped forward. "She's only 1 little scrawnty bitch.. And there are 6
of us. Be reasonable." She could see his hand motion to the others to get
ready, and she wanted to yell a warning... Except she couldn't hear anything.
She thought she had heard Loud before.. That was a whisper compared with what
assaulted her ears now. She Yelped and dug her paws in her ears, hugging the
ground... Vibrations came to her as she watched his hand blur, shoving
something down then back up.. Another explosion rocked her.. Then the hand
moved again. Almost too fast for her to see. She lay in awe and fear, unable to
comprehend what was going on. At last all was silent. Then a hand was again
upon her, rough and insistent. Resigned to die, she lifted her head. The hand
moved to slide across her ears. The smell of blood and burned skin came to her
and she opened her eyes.. Nothing moved. Not Man or dog. "Come.." the Man said.
Too many shocks for one day made her unable to comply. Her mind shut down and
she had to be carried to a waiting vehicle. She was placed inside, then the man
left again. Shivering from shock, she could only sit and wait...
The Man returned as she lay her head in his lap, feeling his hand rub her fur.
Gently she reached down and undid his zipper - Finding cloth. She had been
shown how to undo fasteners in case her Master wanted to be undressed by her,
and the top latch was easily opened. Opening it wider she peeled the cloth back
to reveal a nice-sized maleness. Her fingers moved to cup his nuts, lifting
them free to hold the undergarment down. She sniffed and then licked the
male-meat, tasting male sweat and a little bit of dust. Her nostrils filled
with the scent of him as she opened her muzzle and took the tip inside. The
hand on her head grabbed her fur, and she quickly opened her throat so as not
to gag, even though the dick was fat and would most likely do so anyway... Then
it moved. Downward - To her shoulder. She closed her mouth, resting the plump
head on her tongue and sucked. A moan made her ears turn.. The others Moaned
but not until they had shoved themselves into her muzzle.
Licking, she felt a thrill run up her spine as the hand ran down lower,
caressing her shoulders, back and thigh. He shifted... and the hand rested
firmly on her rump. A soft giggle as the fingers tickled her.. More than one
Man had slapped her there, grabbing her flesh and commenting on what they would
like to do to her.. "If only you were Human." This hand however ran up and down
her tail, squeezed her butt, tickled her thigh fur. She giggled again and
gently played with her handful of scrotum, again sucking on his cock-head.
Something came out of it, tasting salty.. Then sweet as her tongue slid up the
tiny lips. She wondered at it, taking about a third of him in. The maleness
felt comfortable in her muzzle, and she sucked on it, moving her tongue
slightly. A groan and he lifted his hips slightly. Again she froze, waiting for
him to shove the whole thing down her throat... But only a little slid in. Then
he sat back. She followed the movement, keeping the extra length in, adding a
bit more until the hair surrounding his crotch just tickled her nose. The head
was pressing against the back of her throat, but she was still able to breathe
through her nose, inhaling his scent, feeling things stir inside her.
A finger probed under her tail and she lifted it, shuddering when it teased her
puckered orifice. Sometimes a hound would be too eager and miss on his thrust,
shoving it in There instead. They would laugh and watch her get 'corn-holed'.
But the finger didn't enter her, it Just teased.. And she shivered, careful not
to bite as she sucked erratically for a moment. She heard him rustling in his
pocket for something, but wasn't going to turn her head to see what it was. She
had been visited by the youths - All the vixens had. Sometimes they put
something on themselves before grabbing her hips and doing what the dogs did..
Once in a while one of them would stuff it under her tail, making her screech
into her fist - For too much noise would get her beaten. Perhaps he was going
to move her head and use her like that.. She Did owe him her Life and would do
most Anything not to return to the Kennel.
Then she was gently lifted and some shiny things were stuck in front of her.
"Let's do this right.." Shoved into a hole and turned.. And the vehicle moved.
The vixen caressed the cock beside her snuggling into the big male, wondering
what he meant.
* * * *
She must have fell asleep because she was being carried, and it was warm. Then
pain made her yip and jump.. But firm hands held her and she gritted her teeth
against the pain as her wound was treated. Then another movement, to a dark
place. 'His den..'
* * * *
'Up Bitch!' She heard the command so many times even when it was not said she
heard it... The vixen awoke, light streaming into her eyes.. Immediately she
was on the floor, kneeling, muzzle open to accept a cock and hoping she would
not be beaten too badly for over sleeping.. Footsteps came towards her and then
a hand pressed against her jaw. "You slept well?" She nodded, waiting still.
"Maybe Later... Right now, it's shower and breakfast." She blinked... The Man
was before her, Nude. She reached up and stroked his erection. "Going to make
me horny yet.." She didn't jerk her paw away, even though it had been an
automatic reflex. She leaned over to lick it.. And was hauled to her feet.
"Later... Shower Now, Eat after, Sex later." Shamed, she meekly trailed after
the Man, entering a place with a hard floor and then a wide box. A door closed
and a hand lifted her head up. She looked at the male for a moment.. He bent
down and kissed her! She blinkled, startled, and feeling a warmth spread. None
of the others had bothered to do this. They bit her sometimes, and mauled her..
but None had ever pressed lips before. "Master.." She whispered, one of the few
words she was allowed to speak freely.
A movement and something in his eyes.. Then a hand moved to her nipple and the
warmth spread.. Groaning, she again stroked his maleness, getting it firm and
ready with gentle caresses. "Please.. Master." She wanted him inside her... And
didn't care if she Did get beaten, she Needed this male. Water poured down on
her, warm and scented.. She giggled then moaned again. The male squatted and
was rubbing his cock along her belly, the touch burning her. "Please.." She
whimpered - And was turned around to face the wall. She sighed, lifting her
tail, eager to take him in Any way he wanted her. But it wasn't her anus the
rounded head pressed against and then parted, sliding inward. Her eyes snapped
open wide. At first it was the feeling of a hot, hard cock sliding into her..
Then, as it moved deeper, filling her and making her groan, squeezing it, she
realized that there wasn't a 'skin' on it!
She clamped down in the maleneness, gritting her teeth with pleasure. To feel
it.. Every bump and vein. The warmth, the size, the way it... It throbbed,
swelling slightly and something dribbled onto her interior walls. She
screeched, fingers pressed into the cool wall surface. Again she squeezed on
him, getting a groan in return. Pleasure swept through her body at the sound,
and even More as his hands ran down her sides to grab her tits. The first pair
had been augmented to be fairly big.. The lower 4 were just nipples, buried in
the fur. All were sensitive as he moved, pulling back and Shoving in. Her tail
wrapped around his leg, seeing if this was a male who liked the feel of fur on
his rear. Fingers worked her nipples around, squeezing them between his digits,
firmly holding the half-globes in his hands. She yelped, moving with him,
burning with need, desire..
A red mist settled over her as the warm water soaked her fur and her skin...
Every touch made her gasp with pleasure, each thrust shuddered her spine, and
made her wriggle her hips, wanting him so badly. He leaned over and bit her
shoulder, and the pain/pleasure tossed her over the edge and her mind vanished
under a tidal-wave of orgasm. She turned into a rutting Bitch, shoving back
wantonly, growling when he Didn't sheath himself fully into her. Her clawed
fingers wrapped around his nuts and Squeezed, wanting them to empty.. And Empty
they did! Bellowing, Shoving her against the wall, even lifting her completely
off the ground.. Nothing mattered but the pulasting meat in her. Semen, hot and
sticky, spilled into her, walls greedily sucking it up, pulling it towards
non-existant ovaries. She moaned her desire, gripping the male-flesh inside
her, the male-skin behind.. She rubbed and wriggled and stroked, then just lay,
panting heavily.
When his dick slowly slipped out of her ages later she turned and washed it,
petting it gently, rubbing his balls. Not seeing a cloth, she licked what her
paws could not cleanse, not stopping when the water did, nor when air puffed up
from grids.. She simply aided in the drying as best she could, waiting. "You
Are good." The fox-like being blushed a little, licking his nipples, for that
was as far as she came up to him.. barely. He pushed her into the air and she
squirmed, fluffing her fur, then patting what few places stayed damp. Following
the scent of the man she found herself in a large room, staring up in awe at
all the wonders.. Then found her new master sitting on a couch, with a robe on.
She quietly made her way to him, kneeling again, waiting instructions.
He picked her up and sat her beside him, squeezing her rear, smiling. She moved
closer, snuggling, putting a paw inside the robe to rub his belly and chest,
eyes closed. The a noise startled her. The video screen in the middle of the
room lit up and it was filled with an angry face. "You **** ! You **** !" Vixen
giggled as most every other word was silenced. "I got dead kin, Dogs and
Missing Properity! I want that **** back, Now!" The female shuddered and tried
to bury herself into the robe of her new Master. "What you have is a bunch of
Dead dipshits - Armed, Hunting on a Posted No Hunting/No Trespassing Zone. The
female is confiscated properity as is any other creature that walks, crawls, or
manages to get over the bounderies. I see anything human so much as stick their
nose over Any of My Gates, I will Shoot it off and by the SanAgra Act have them
in either in Jail or 6 feet under, Depending on if they shoot at me - Do I Make
Myself Clear, Sir!" Vixen knew what fright looked like. She had seen it so many
times it was stamped on her features. She saw it now.. In a Human. "You haven't
heard the last of..." The sound went off as the screen went blank.
Vixen undid the robe, slipping her head in to lick at her new master's cock,
rubbing his nuts as she had been trained. "Hey.." She got moved back to his
side. "Master not want? Vixen not Good?" The man chuckled and lifted her head.
"Unlike some I don't cum 5 times a day, and you already washed me well." The
fox looked downcast. "Not do much else.. Clean room, scrub floor, Suck when
told. Hump when told. Not do Good, New master send worthless slave back. Cut
tail off, give to dogs for fun.." She started crying, seeing hope slip through
her fingers. A hand lifted her close, and held her, rubbing her back... "It's
Ok. It's Ok.. You are Not Going Back."
The man slowly stopped saying anything and just hugged the ball of fur that
clung to him like a lifejacket. Her sobs subsided, becoming the rythemic
breathing of sleep. He put the fox on the couch, picking her up half a dozen
times as she would whine and claw after him when he stopped touching her. But
finally she lay peacefully, covered in his robe. Then made a few phone calls,
and dressed. Then made the rounds in a buggy that had 'Special Missions'
stencled on the side, finding 3 more vixens - All dead. Shot and tossed just
outside the gate. The man removed a set of boxes, hooking up a survelance
camera and a set of snare-nets. Anything moving would be seen and trapped. A
low-light lazer was installed in case someone got stupid. Effectively a
Stunner, the wide-angle lenz could be focused to a narrow beam quite capable of
melting steel - Or flesh. He did the same at the other end of the road, hating
the right-of-way, but it was 'Grandfathered' in before he bought the properity.
When he got back, he found the vixen - Still as naked as she had arrived - on
all fours, scrubbing the synth-tile in the kitchen. "You eaten yet?" She shook
her head, and continued scrubbing the spotless floor. He looked at the gaunt
frame and swore softly... Then again, this time under his breath as she cowered
on the floor. He ordered 2 meals, doubling the rations on the second one. After
depositing them on the table he sat and started eating... Then stopped. Got up,
walked over and Grabbed the fox by her scruff, making her yelp in surprise.
Lifting her up, he carried her to the table and plopped her butt on the chair.
"Eat, Damnit.. You are too skinny now." She nodded, once. Then ate everything,
drank as much juice as he could get in her and was excused from the table...
The man ate in peace, relaxed for a bit, then noticed the vixen standing close
by. She had combed herself, done something to make her fur glossy, and was Very
Pretty. Much to his surprise all she did was daintly sit on the couch,
smoothing her fur. Time passed and she made no moves toward him or the bucket
still on the floor. So he got curious, forgetting what it did to the cat. "You
ok now?" She nodded. "Master not want Female for sex, or for cleaning.." He
smiled and nodded, leaning back... "Master want Pelt."
If she had kicked him between the legs, he could have been no more stunned.
"Vixen grow big, not do much work, get good pelt for Master." She said it so
matter-of-factly. Like this was the way it was and she was resigned to her
fate. He stared at her for a long moment.. Then put the paper he was reading
down, and calmly walked into his gym. He calmly took his shirt, pants and boots
off... Then clad only in his boxers, proceeded to beat upon, scream at and
pummel everything he could reach. He thought up a thousand ways to slowly
torture the stupid people who were responsable for what sat on his couch. He
railed againt fate for dropping her in His lap. He snarled because every time
he looked at her all he saw was the daughter he never had. A pet, hurt and
needing help... When he had gotten all the rage and frustration out of his
system he took his shorts off and tossed them with the rest of his clothes,
walking naked down the main room, to the bathroom, and into the showers.
He stood in the water, shivering despite the warmth, Knowing she was there.
With THAT look on her face.. 'What Did I Do Wrong?' S H I T. Sure enough there
she was... 'Bitch, if you want to be smacked, then I will smack you!' He raised
his hand, and she stiffened, lifting her head, eyes closed, paws behind her
back, only needing a blindfold and a last request to make the scene complete.
The hand descended - To grip her scruff and Drag her into the shower.
Sputtering, kicking a little she was held in the water until she looked like a
half-drowned rat, then dropped her to one side. "I don't want your pelt, I
don't want your body... Much. I sure as hell don't want you scrubbing on the
tiles - that is taken care of by robotics." She looked at the floor, not saying
anything.. "I... Aw Hell." He couldn't think of anything to say. She looked up
suddenly, those blue eyes so sad, so beautiful... "Love you Master." And came
up to press herself against him, one paw rubbing between his legs, the other
sliding around his waist, nuzzling his chest hair. 'Just Fucking Wonderful.'
He looked up at the ceiling, mouthing 'Why Me?' even as a hand slid down her
back and squeezed her butt, making her giggle and sigh and get Very serious
about that she was doing between his legs, moving so she could stroke him with
both paws, fingers delicate but damnded erotic. "Ummm - I need to wash, I
worked out and probably smell..." She stopped rubbing his dick between her
legs. 'Oh Good.' And lifted his arm, nuzzling and kissing the 'pit', licking
his skin gently. "Master smell Good." 'Oh Crap!' She moves her muzzle down,
taking one of his nipples in her teeth, thin lips closing over the flesh.
'Ooohhhhh...' He grabbed her ass, and lifting the female, took her roughly. She
responded as roughly, pulling his head down to kiss him, shoving her crotch up
to take him fully. When he bit at her nipples she yipped and thrust them out
for his pleasure. For every thrust down she shoved up at least twice, and
wriggled and moaned and smouldered in his grip. When he came, it took
everything he had not to fall on top of her, snorting his lust as his balls
emptied into her.
Then it was her turn, riding him until it was too much and he grabbed her hips,
forcing her to stay still. She leaned over and carefully grabbed a wash-cloth.
Then took his hand and washed it, going up his arm and shoulder. Then the other
hand, arm, shoulder. Then his chest, belly, sides, down to where he was still
trapped inside her. A shuffle as she turned on him, never letting go of more
than she had to, until her tail lay over his chest, and she could grip his
balls. They were gently handled, rubbed against her, washed almost too well as
he moaned, still hard inside her. Then the paws slid down his legs and he
looked at her butt wriggle as she worked his thighs over, then his calves, each
toe getting a kiss before being washed. He reached down and patted her rump,
getting a giggle. "Master want Other Hole Now? Or Master want back cleaned."
He could already feel her paws on his back, her teeth playfully nipping at his
butt, tongue sliding in... He managed a half-strangled growl and pulled her off
him, getting up and staying long enough to rinse his dick off. Then he grabbed
a towel, dried himself with a flurry and made a bee-line for the bed. The
female watched him, finished her own washing, patting her belly. Maybe she Was
too skinny. She rubbed her breasts. They were Just Right - and she intended to
keep them that way. A stop at the toilet, a good brisk workout with a towel,
and a brush and she padded out to eat, cleaned up the mess from the prevous
meal, rinsed the bucket out and replaced it. Then she worked out a little, put
lube under her tail in case Master did want her ass... She slapped it, staring
at herself in the mirror. It was a Good Ass, Many a former Master said so as he
fucked her.
She tidied and straightened and when there was nothing else to do, stood by her
Master's bed and just looked at him. How strong, How wonderful... She wanted to
stroke his muscles, nuzzle and lick his body... Especially in the thatch
between his legs. Well - he hadn't Forbade her from sucking on it while he
slept... She carefully crept over him, laying so she could lay her head on his
stomach and gently push the tip of his semi-hard cock over so she could kiss
it, lick it, slip it inside her muzzle. She scooted forward a little more
sucking softly on his growing cock, aligning her muzzle with it so no teeth
ever touched his flesh. Cradling the underside with her tongue, she took it to
the root, inhaling the smell of clean male musk. She made herself comfortable,
half-curled in the bed, and suckled on his cock like a pacifier. And that was
how he woke some hours later - With a hard-on, a 4-foot tall foxmorph wrapped
around one leg, breasts rubbing against him and sucking on his dick. It was
erotic as Hell... It would have been Paradise except he had to pee. And his
nuts ached like they hadn't since college days.
He carefully extracted himself, as carefully got off the bed and made a dash
for the bathroom. After a long, satasifying sit on the pot, a shave and a
little cream on the bruises where bullets had hit his 'bullet-proof' coat, he
made his way into the kitchen got some coffee and continued reading the
newspaper. The vidscreen lit again, this time his lawyer. "Heard you got into a
scuff-up last night. And from the looks of your torso, it was a fair-fight."
They both grinned knowingly. "Don't worry about it - Your record will stand up
in court, and I have already drawn up the papers so you can own that little bit
of fluff... Now John. You can Scowl all you like. I have had Judges who
frightened me more.. They are servants, Sub-class 1 and that is that. Of course
I wouldn't say that to Srhmel." The both laughed, thinking of the NH Brigade.
"Anyway She is yours until you sell her, or she dies. Tha will be in... 5
years, give or take. Genetics still isn't an Exact since, but we hope for the
best. Enjoy your pretty little package." John muttered, 'Yeah, Right.' But
waved as he switched it off, checking the monitors on the cameras. So far so
quiet. Except in the bedroom... Being retired meant having a whole lot of time
to do nothing in. But even his wildest fantasies didn't include baby-sitting a
nympho vixen. He got up and found her laying on the bed, sobbing softly and
trying to muffle herself with her paws. The first thing he did was swat her
butt - which startled her enough to stop the sobs. Then he sat on the bed, and
pulled her close. "Why are you crying?" She neither pulled her paws from her
muzzle or rubbed the spot his had had hit. She just stared up at him with those
blue eyes.. "Oh Master!" she gushed and hugged him, wriggling her body against
his.
Would he Ever understand this delectable bit of femininity? Doubtful. "Come on.
Into the main room." he said, patting her rear. The vixen nodded stood, waiting
for him. With a groan he got up, and was gently fondled, kissed, then she
padded a few steps behind, making quiet sounds. When he go to the couch he
asked her what she was mumbling about. "Master has cute butt.. Maybe wash for
Master?" He groaned, then again as his shoulder twinged. They said he was lucky
to still have an arm when the shell hit his suit. They put it back together as
best they could but it still gave him problems at times. "You know how to
massage?" At an eager nod, he went to the gym and laid down on a slab of warmed
stone. He barely relaxed when fingers tipped with small claws gripped his
shoulder. He grunted as they worked on him, getting the knot of muscle to
relax, loosen. They continued over to the other shoulder, and across his back,
relaxing him to the point of sleepiness. Then teeth nipped his butt.
"HEY!" She was on her kneeks, head down, paws behind her, waiting for the slap
before he could turn and look at her, Startled. John turned on his side,
cursing her and himself. The vixen moved her head closer, tentavely licking on
his cock, shaking a little. "Will you Stop That!" He growled, hitting the stone
in frustration. The female cowered, ears flat against her head, a tear running
down her cheek. He shook his fist then sat up. "I want to beat on you until you
stop cowering every time I raise my voice. I want to slap you silly, knock all
the fear out of you." He let out a sigh. "But I can't.. I can't hit you because
someone else did too many times. I can't spank you because you are afraid of
me." He closed his eyes and slid off the stone. "Tomorrow I will find someone
else to own you. Someone who will be more kind. More loving..." He walked out,
heart leaden in his chest, feeling hollow. All the way to the bedroom, as he
lay on his belly, thinking about parents he had known.. "I guess I just wasn't
cut out for that kind of life." He closed his eyes and slept fitfully.
* * * *
He dreamed he was standing in a pond, naked. Skinny-dipping was a summer past-
time he had enjoyed, but this time the fish were hungry.. They kept nipping on
his butt - Not hard but enough to irritate. He woke to find it wasn't a dream..
Someone Was nipping on his ass. "What? Hey!" He lifted his head and heard a
giggle, lips kissing a patch of butt-cheek, then Teeth pressed in, leaving a
small indent - A 'love-nip'. He jerked and turned over to protect his rear...
And got a faceful of furry breasts, paws shoving his shoulders down. "Not Leave
Master. Scare Vixen yes.. But also Love Vixen. Vixen Love Master." She rubbed
he tits into his face, then moved down to look at him, kissing him, eyes a
little red from crying. "Maybe we learn together.." She smiled shyly, then
squealed as he tickled her, rolling her under him. "You sure now? I fly off the
handle a lot." She nuzzled his chest, reaching up to hold his face. "May still
be fearful, Still cry and whimper.." She kissed him again. "But still want
You." John almost fell on top of her... That was the first time she called him
something Besides Master. " I think a late dinner is in order." The furry
female looked downward, reaching.. And the man rolled away. "Dessert After
Dinner, Vixen."
She nodded, biting her lower lip a little. Then yipped when he got up and
grabbing her, threw her over his shoulder, carrying her into the dining area.
"I am going to have to put you on a diet.. I don't think I can do 4 orgasms a
day." He dropped her into a chair and before he could turn she had her paws
wrapped around his nuts, kissing them, licking them. "Poor Master... Will work
on these for you. Keep them from hurting.." She kissed his dick, nuzzling the
tip. "This too.. Clean and lick and massage very gently for Master." John
laughed, shaking his head.. "Eat dinner first, Me after." She licked her lips,
rubbing his scrotum, a nut in each paw. He patted her cheek and moved away to
order dinner, then returned to sit next to the lovly female, who looked at him
with blue eyes and a soft smile.. And rubbed his hard-on. '5 Years? I won't
last that long!' He closed his eyes and nodded, knowing she was already half-
out of her seat. A warm mouth engulfed him moments later, paws again rubbing
his nuts, massaging them to fullness. He gripped the table and quite forgot
about dinner. "Watch the teeth!"
The End?