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It was late. Charlie was sitting at the store's counter bored. There hadn't been a

customer in there for hours and Charlie was starting to get fed up of waiting for one to come

in.

"What the hell kind of shop is open so late anyway?" The fox growled to himself, moving some

of his blue fur out of his eyes.

The young fox hadn't been working in the store for long. After a week his boss, a brown bear

called Aron, let him work the counter alone. He wasn't really 'alone' as such, his boss was

in his office as always.

Charlie was in his early twenties. He lived alone with his parents. He wanted to leave home,

which was the main reason Charlie had started working in the store. He wasn't payed much, but

coupled with the money his parents were giving him towards buying a house of his own, he thought

he would be able to afford a pretty cheap one in a few months. A couple of years at the most.

"Hey, Aron?" Charlie called to his boss, "It's getting kinda late, I don't think anybody's

gonna come in."

"Give it another hour then you can leave." The bear called back. Charlie sighed.

"It's nearly midnight dammit." He muttered.

After a few more minutes of waiting completely bored, Charlie heard Aron grunting in his office.

There was a loud bang and Charlie heard the bear mutter to himself;

"Ah! Damn that was stupid of me..."

"Err, everything ok in there, boss?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah, I'm ok." Aron called back, not leaving his office.

"Whatever." Charlie shrugged. After a moment he heard his boss call him.

"Hey, Charlie? Come in here would you? I need to talk to you."

The fox did as he was told. The chubby brown bear was sitting at his desk, smiling at him.

As Charlie entered, Aron stood up and placed a large paw on the fox's shoulder.

"Err, what's up, boss?" Charlie asked.

"Just wanted to talk is all." The bear answered, walking around the smaller fox, "I like you,

Charlie. You've been a good worker. Maybe one day I'll let you inherit this store from me."

Aron moved behind Charlie, a bit too close for the fox's liking. He felt something hard push

against his behind.

"The hell...?" He thought to himself, "Is he flirting with me?"

The bear swung his arm around the fox's shoulders.

"Yes, you've really been a good worker for me, Charlie." Aron said, starting to stroke Charlie's

chest, "So, would you like to inherit this shop from me one day?"

"Ah, sure I guess." Charlie replied, feeling incredibly uncomfortable being felt up by his boss.

"Good, good." Aron smiled, "You enjoy working for me, don't you?"

"Sure I guess." Shrugged the fox.

"How'd you like to work for me in a more... intimate sense?" Before the fox could answer, the

bear had shoved a cloth covered in some foul-smelling chemical into his face. Charlie felt

himself slowly losing consciousness, and collapsed. He heard Aron saying something, but he

couldn't make out what it was. He drifted further into unconsciousness. The bear chuckled

as he watched the fox succumb to the chemicals he had given him.

"Nghh.. W-what the...?" Charlie woke up. The world around him kept spinning for a moment.

Eventually, he could make out where he was. It was the store's celler. He tried moving,

but something stopped him. It took him a moment to realise that he was handcuffed to a pipe.

"W-what the fuck?!" He gasped.

"Oh you're awake already!" Came a familier laugh from nearby. Charlie had just noticed Aron

standing nearby grinning evilly.

"What the hell are you doing you bastard?!" Charlie yelled.

Charlie was lying on the floor, back propped against the celler's wall, his head level with the

bears crotch. It took the fox a moment to realise that Aron had stolen his clothes.

"Where the hell are my clothes?!" The fox growled.

"I wouldn't take that tone with me, foxey." Aron warned him, "I won't mince words. You're

my bitch."

"The hell I am! Get these damn cuffs off me before I kill you!"

Aron gave the smaller fox a kick to his naked, unprotected stomach, knocking the wind out of the

defencless creature.

"You'll do as I say, Charlie." Aron grinned as he pulled off his shirt, "I think I'll start

now. Break you in, if I may use the expression."

"Fuck you!!" Charlie yelled as best he could, still not having gotten his breath back.

"Don't be like that. I'm sure you'll like it after a few days."

Charlie began to feel scared. Was the bear planning on keeping him there forever? Or was he

going to kill him the moment he felt like it...? Charlie whimpered.

"Aw, don't cry, foxey." Said Aron, pulling of his under-shirt, "It'll only hurt the first couple

of times." The chubby bear looked down at his captive and felt his member harden. He couldn't

wait to shove his cock down this fox's throat.

"P-please... Let me go." Charlie begged, "I'll find you somebody else. Anybody, please, just

let me go! I- I won't tell anybody!"

"You'll find me somebody else?" The bear echoed, "Oh, but I want you, foxey. Look at your

sexy body..." He reached down and stroked one of Charlie's nipples.

"I'm begging you! I- I have a girlfriend! Please, let me go!"

"Oh, a girlfriend?" The bear smiled, "Then you've never taken it before, eh? Then you'll be nice

and tight."

Aron rubbed his hardening member through the fabric of his pants and smiled in anticipation of

having the fox's mouth around it.

He unzipped his pants and dropped them, ignoring Charlie's whimpers and begging. Finally, the

bear tore off his underwear.

The fox looked at the bigger bears hard cock and whimpered.

"N-no..." He begged, "It's too big... Please..."

"Keep begging, Charlie, it's such a turn on for me." Aron grinned, stroking his huge bear cock.

Charlie changed his tone and, in a sudden burst of anger, screamed at the bear.

"You sick fuck!! You think you'll get away with this?! I have a family, asshole, they'll know

I'm missing!!" Aron delivered another hard kick to the fox's stomach.

"Don't yell at me." The bear growled, "I'll take care of you. I'll feed you. I'll let you drink...

Piss me off and you'll lose those liberties." Charlie remained silent, though he was seething

with both anger and fear. He was terrified of having the huge bears cock inside of him. He

swore to himself that he would get revenge on him for doing this to him.

"Now let's get started!" Aron yelled in excitment, pushing his cock against Charlie's close mouth.

"Suck it, foxey. Don't make me force your mouth open."

Charlie whimpered and opened his mouth. The bear shoved his length inside him, causing

the fox to gag and struggle.

"Mmmm! Yes, Charlie, struggle! Mmm, I love it when they resist!" Aron pushed himself further

inside the fox's mouth, grabbing his ears and pushing Charlie's head onto his cock.

"Like the taste, foxey?" The bear gasped as he fucked the fox's mouth, dripping pre-cum inside

of him, "This your first taste of cock?"

Charlie grunted, his voice muffled by the huge bear cock inside his mouth.

"Mmm, what's that? You want me to fuck you harder?" The bear grinned and plunged deep into the

fox, shoving his entire length down his throat. Charlie's eyes began to water.

"Use your tongue, foxey!" Aron commanded, "Do it!" He yelled when the fox ignored his command.

Charlie did as his master told him. He licked across the bears cock, tasting his salty pre-cum,

forcing back his gag reflex, he ran his tongue across Aron's length, sucking on it as the bear

fucked him.

"Oohh!" Aron yelled out as he felt his climax building. He thrust deep inside the fox's mouth

and shot his load of bear cum inside of him.

"Like that, foxey? Swallow it all!" The bear yelled out as he forced load after load of

his seed down Charlie's throat.

Aron stayed inside the fox for a moment, panting.

"Phew..." Aron sighed as he pulled out, "How'd you like the taste of bear cum, foxey?"

Charlie spat out the cum he hadn't swallowed and looked up at the bear hatefully.

"You'll pay for this." Charlie growled. Aron looked down at him.

"I don't think I'll feed you tomorrow." The bear smirked and climbed the stairs, leaving

the fox alone, handcuffed to the pipe and screaming at the bear.

"Bastard!! I'll kill you, you sick fuck!! My parents'll know I'm missing! The cops'll be around

here soon enough, you'll see!"

Aron sat down at his desk. Charlie's family was going to be a problem. Aron would be a prime

suspect, he was Charlie's boss after all. Who else would they suspect.

"Damn! I'll have to think of a way to keep them away from here. But what do I do? Dammit!"

The bear closed his eyes and tried to think. A plan was already forming in his head.

In the celler, Charlie seethed with anger and hatred towards his tormentor.

"I'll get out of here." He vowed, "I'll get out of here and make that fucker pay..."

To be Continued