The Hunt.
The hunt.
The fox hound drove down the narrow country lanes in her brand new range rover. She wasn't only well bred but a lady of breeding with a title of her own but she just went by Libby.
Libby had money and a huge estate, but she had one guilty secret. She loved fox hunting, even though the nasty blood sport had been banned long before hybrids existed.
Anyway she didn't want to hunt those small feral foxes, she wanted to hunt a pray far more cunning.
It was then she looked in the rear view mirror at the naked bound and gagged vixen she had tied up on the back seat.
"You'll make good pray." the fox hound said licking her muzzle.
Behind the restrained vixen were two large dog carries with feral fox hounds in them, and being towed behind the brand new 4x4 was a horse box carrying the fox hounds mount.
Libby had everything she needed for an afternoon of fun.
One she pulled up to a secluded wooded area she killed the engine and took another look at the bound vixen.
Libby climbed out of the car and opened the back door.
"You've got a one hour head start and then I'm coming after you. Do you understand?" Libby said looking the vixen in the eye.
The vixen just nodded her answer unable to talk through the ball gag.
"Good, just one more thing." Libby said while reaching in the front seat.
The vixen just looked the fox hound as she picked up a clean white rag. Without warning she started to rub the white cloth directly onto her exposed sex causing the vixen to buck and twitch.
"I need something with your scent on it for the dogs to track. We can't have them hunting some poor wild foxy can we." Libby said smiling in a lustful way.
She pulled the vixen out of the back and started to untie her bounds stopping at her ball gag.
"Once I take this off you have exactly one hour before I come after you. I recommend you don't waste it." she told the vixen.
She nodded again as the fox hound removed the ball gag, she wasted no time taking off into the trees, the last thing Libby saw was her red foxy tail as she disappeared into the tree line.
"Now I have to wait." Libby said to herself as she went about preparing for the hunt.
She spend the hour timeout getting ready. She let all four of her feral fox hounds out giving each of them a smell of the rag with the vixens scent on it and went about saddling her horse ready. She looked at her excited hounds and then all around to make sure she was only before bringing the rag with the vixens scent to her own nose and deeply inhaling getting the strong scent of her sex.
Once what was left of the hour was over she picked up her bugle and donned her red jacket, she gave the bugle a quick blast to let the vixen know she was coming for her.
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At the same time nearer the centre of the woods the vixen's ears perked hearing the sound of the bugle in the distance. Knowing her hour was up got her heart pumping all the faster as she darted for a stream in an attempt to throw the dogs off her trail.
She knew she was outmatched, the hunter had a gun, dogs and a horse. She had nothing, she had being stripped to her fur and all she had was her wits and her cunning to stay one step ahead of the hunter.
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The fox hound femme rode following the barking and howls of the hounds. She wasn't pushing her mount because she knew the vixen would run herself out trying to escape.
Best to wait and let the dogs tire her out and then go in for the kill.
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The vixen ran through the thick undergrowth, feeling the twigs and branches pull at her at her coat. Her heart was beating so fast, so hard the hound must be able to hear it a mile off.
It was then she had an idea. The hounds were tracking her by scent. If she could lay a false trail it would buy her some time.
The vixen ran to every tree she could and squatted peeing. She knew this would distract them and allow her to slip away in the other direction.
Squeezing out the last few drops she ran hard the other way.
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The game of cat and mouse or fox hound and vixen in this case ran on for hours. Every time Libby thought she was closing the vixen managed to evade her.
Finally Libby had her in her sights and with swift move pulled out her gun and shot the vixen right on her furry rump causing her to fall and hit the soft ground.
Not wasting any time Libby jumped off her horse and walked over to the vixen to clam her prize.
"You were hard work." Libby said standing over her.
"Did you think I was going to make it easy on you? By the way those paint balls hurt." The vixen said with a smile while rubbing her bruised rear.
The nude vixen got to her feet and winked at Libby before helping remove her jacket and unclipping her belt.
Just as Libby was about to open her muzzle the vixen grabbed her in a tight hug and French kissed the fox hound for a full minute before Libby broke the kiss.
"I swear Lucy you get more of a kick out of this than I do." Libby said while trying to hold back a laugh.
"You had your fun, now its my turn." Lucy replied with lust in her voice.
Lucy carried on undressing the hound, removing item after item and throwing them in all directions not really caring they landed. Soon she stripped the overdressed fox hound to just her underwear before stopping and staring at the large wet patch on Libby's panties.
Lucy gently poked the hounds soaked crotch before ripping the soiled undergarments and rubbing the torn panties over her muzzle in a great display of passion.
Just as Lucy reached for the hounds bra Libby stopped her and unclipped it herself.
"You're no fun." Lucy said in a slight huff.
Lucy moved over the now nude fox hound, lowering herself until their breasts and sexes touched
Lucy brought her smaller muzzle to Libby's and proceeded to lick over the fox hounds thin lips and sharp canine teeth.
The two femmes started to rub their sexes together in a rhythmic way, Lucy's tongue hanging out in a slight pant and her long bushy tail swishing around between both their legs like it had a mind of its own.
Libby started licking Lucy's muzzle back inhaling her scent as she did so, it was then that her hands started exploring Lucy's back running her hands over the foxy fur.
Libby made her way under the vixens tail, rubbing her thumb against Lucy's tailhole and her little finger against the vixens clit.
Lucy pulled her muzzle back and gasped in shock.
"So that's the way its going to be?" Lucy said as she repositioned herself.
She started licking the hounds sex and parting her lips with her finger before going deeper.
Before long she stopped licking and started muzzle fucking Libby with her delicate vulpine muzzle.
The fox hound femme was panting and clawing at the soft ground beneath her. Libby came and showered Lucy's muzzle with her juices.
"Ready for your second orgasm?" Lucy asked, her voice filled with lust.
Before the hound could respond she had rolled her over onto her front and taken hold of Libby's tail and had proceeded to start licking her sex deep and hard.
The fox hound just groaned a happy groan as the vixen licked her deeper and deeper. It wasn't as good as Lucy's muzzle but still felt good.
Then without warning she stopped, before Libby could ask why she felt a warm wet tongue across her tailhole.
"Oooo." was all Libby said as her eyes went wide
After Lucy had rimmed Libby and licked or probed every hole with either her tongue or fingers she rolled on her back exhausted.
"My turn." chimed Libby.
The fox hound started fingering the worn out vixen as she laid there panting.
Lucy's sex was nowhere near as tight as her own and before long she had most of her hand inside her.
Lucy orgasmed kicking her legs out and nearly knocking Libby out. She then removed her hand from the vixens folds with a wet pop and used her slicken fingers to under the vixens tail and began to penetrate her anus while her long canine tongue worked its way inside her pussy.
Libby used the last of her energy to climb on top of Lucy, their sexes touch for the second time, only this time both femmes were as wet as they could be, their feminine fluids mixing as they held each other tightly.
Their muzzles met again but this only to lick the others nose.
"I love you." Lucy whispered to the hound.
"I know. I love you too." Libby replied to vixen.
An hour after Libby had caught Lucy the two of them laid side by side staring into each others eyes, both enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking. Libby reached over and rubbed Lucy's mattered muzzle. The tired vixen just smiled back at her.
"Its your turn next Saturday, what do you have planned?" Libby asked Lucy breaking the silence.
"I was thinking I would play bad doctor and you'll be my patent." Lucy replied with a lusty smile.
"The last time we played that I couldn't sit down for nearly two days." Libby said with a little worry in her voice.
"Don't worry Doctor good fuck will be gentle this time." Lucy said nuzzling her.
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**The end...... or is it?
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