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These are a collection of seines that never made it into the mane story for whatever reason, either that don't conform to the story line or I couldn't find a spot to put them. Some are meant to tell you more about the characters and might have relevance to future fox fire stories. i have a few others i migh add to this latter, so check it again sometime down the road. Well enjoy

All right, this one was made for a friend of mine, and it's the first M/M I have ever tried. It takes place at the foxhole tavern in Mullcreak, the night before our hero's left to clime the mountain. If you remember mention of Arthur with a card that night this is where he got it. Kalkaph is a not mine but is used with the owners permition.

It was late into the night; Arthur had found it just as hard as Daniel to sleep. He sat at the bar of the local tavern, The Fox Hole, drinking deeply of the cheap booze they offered. 'I have to find someone who know how to get up that mountain.'

Someone sat down in the stool next to him, but he tried to ignore them. The man insisted on talking though. "What's the matter cutie?" the person said in a voice that was kind of high pitch and soft. "You look like you could use some company, and as it happens, so could I." the last three words were laced with a bit of lust that was not lost on Arthur.

"Listen sir," Arthur said without looking at him "I'm sorry but I swing that way, and at the moment I have too many problems to be interested if I did."

"Problems, ay," he giggles and bent his head under Arthur's face "well I'm the guy to come to if you got a problem to solve."

Now Arthur saw what he was, another fox as it turned out. His fur was grey along his face but turned to a silky black at about his ears and went the length of his back; the grey also flowed down his belly. He was dressed in a simple leather vest that was open to expose his chest fur. He wore tight fitting black pants that ended in a set of grey paws. He had to admit that the fox was fairly handsome, if not a bit strange. "Well," Arthur said after a pause "unless you know how to get to count Draken's lair then your no use to me." with that he stood up and started walking to the door.

"And what if I did?" the other fox said in a playful voice "I happen to know a lot of things, and that is one of them. The names Kalkaph, and information is my business." a smile crept across Kal's face as the cute fox froze in place and turned looking as if he had just been told "its a boy!"

"You- you do?" Arthur stammered, "Please, tell me!" Kal didn't say anything at first, only motioned for him to sit back down. Arthur wasn't pleased with the sly grin on his face but he was his only chance. "I guess information comes at a price, huh?" Kal nodded and seemed to grin wider "how much do you want, I don't have a lot but I'm sure we can work some-" he stopped abruptly as Kal's hand started stroking his thigh.

"I don't want money," Kal said as he worked his way further up his leg "I want to play." a hand came to rest on his shoulder, Kal didn't even turn to look as he spoke "these are my mates. The wolf," he patted the salt and pepper furred paw on his shoulder with his other paw "is named Jax. The cat is nick." a sleek, black furred cat came up on his other side. "I own this here bar, the last owner was killed and I decided to buy the place. What better place to hear all kind of interesting things."

The one called Jax spoke, his voice deep and rumbling "whose your new friend, is he gonna join us tonight."

"He's cute," nick said "I hope he dose join us, I bet he's well built." his eyes roamed the red fur fox as he squirmed uncomfortably in his stool.

"I don't know yet." Kal said as he leaned in closer to Arthur "how bad do you need that information. Don't worry, I can assure that the info is good, and you'll enjoy your self. I'm just looking to have some fun tonight, that's all. And your really cute too." he finished with a wink

Arthur sat silent for a long time as he thought it over. All his thought came to one end 'she's worth it.' with a sigh he asked, "What do I have to do?" Kalkaph seemed to nearly jump off his seat from glee. He took Arthur by the hand and led him upstairs, telling his 'mates' to join them in a bit. He took Arthur to a room above the bar and told him to stand by the bed that was in the middle of the room. Arthur's back was to him for only a few seconds but when he stood at the foot of the bed and turned to face Kalkaph he had already striped his close. He walked up to him with a hungry look in his bright eyes.

Kalkaph crouched on all fours at Arthur's feet and started stoking his thighs again "just relax" he told him "I'll do everything, you just sit there and have fun, ok?" he started unbuckling Arthur's pants and slid them down his legs. He gazed at Arthur's equipment hungrily for a moment before he began to massage his sheath and furry sack. His tong ran the length of him as the first wink of pink flesh started to poke out. As soon as he had worked out the first inch he took the flesh into his mouth and suckled it, circling it with his tong as it started to grow faster.

It was hard to deny that Kalkaph was good, before Arthur knew what was happening his member was fully hard. Kal was bobbing his head on him and his tong worked wonders, making it imposable to stay uncomfortable for long. Soon Arthur was breathing harder under the fox's ministration. When the door to the room opened he started, only to see the two Kal had introduced earlier. Both striped quickly as they came closer and it seemed Kal hadn't noticed them yet. With what looked liked practiced ease the wolf, Jax, who looked well built and muscular, came up behind Kalkaph and went right to work as he grabbed Kal by the hips and pulled him closer, then plunged his already hard cock into the fox's tail hole. Kal whimpered slightly as he was penetrated but neither complained nor paused as he continued to take more and more of Arthur into his mouth.

Nick, his black fur reflecting the dim light of the room on his trim and sleek body, looked disappointed as he looked down at Kal as he sucked off the new guy "man, I wanted to do that." he said, then shrugged. He bent down and slid under Jax and Kal's legs. After pausing to take a whiff of Kal hard cock he stock out his rough tong and started lapping at it. His hands stoked Kalkaph fur as he moaned through the mouthful of fox cock.

Kal shuddered with pleasure, he thought him self lucky to have found such a gifted friend to play with. He was now taking all seven inches of Arthur into his mouth and throat; with Jax pumping away behind him it was driving him even more onto Arthur with each thrust. He felt a hand start stroking his head and could tell Arthur was finally getting into it. Soon he didn't have to do anything, Arthur was rocking his hips back and forth as his meat slid in and out of Kal's mouth. He was trying not to giggle as nick ran his hands down his sides and back.

Returning his tong to his mouth, nick climbed further under Kal and wrapped his legs around Kal's hips to hoist himself up. With his arms around Kal's back he hung from him as he lined himself up, and in one graceful movement impaled himself on the slick dick. He started rocking back and forth as he clenched and unclenched, at the same time thrusting his own member agents Kal's stomach, mean while his mouth distracted itself on Kal's nipple. He could feel his lover shudder in his grasp and groan lustfully.

Kalkaph could feel Arthur's knot growing, and his thrusts had grown stronger until he was fervently fucking Kal's face. Jax was also picking up the pace, his hips slamming forcefully agents his rump as the glistening shaft pistoned into his quivering anis, his knot only slightly grown slid in and out with ease yet felt all the more wonderful. His own cock throbbed inside nick's tight ass as the cat fucked himself on Kal.

Arthur was now gripping Kalkaph's head as he pushed his slick meat deep into his throat. His knot was fully grown now and he was careful not to shove it into the fox's mouth. As it turned out he didn't have to, Kal willingly opened his mouth as far as he could to take his knot in too. Even though he was now tied to Kal's face it didn't stop him from continuing to push down his throat, then with a strong jerk of his hips he came hard, all the pent up stress flowing with his seed down the gullet of the waiting fox. As he watched Jax also reached his peak, forcing his own knot inside Kal's tail hope. Kal let out a sound that almost sounded like a bark as it popped in, but began to murr as soon as it was, the vibrations feeling great on Arthur's cock as Kal sucked every last drop he had in him.

It felt terrific to Kal as Arthur's hot cum filled his stomach, he too was close to cumming as nick rode him faster. Soon he heard Jax grunt and thrust as much as he could with his knot in Kal's ass. Kal moaned as he felt him release his load into his bowls. Nick griped him tighter and tensed; a moment latter Kal's own knot was forced into nick as he came on his stomach. The feel of hot seed filling and covering his stomach at the same time sent him over the edge as he came in nick's eager tail hole. After all were done they waited for a long moment, waiting for arousals to fade and for them to be able to untie with each other. Arthur was the first out, his dick slipped free and he fell back on the bed, still panting. Kal took in a deep breath and sighed, "that was amazing!" he said through his panting. He felt a lick at his neck and bent his head down to give nick a deep and tender kiss.

Nick's tong explored every inch of Kalkaph's mouth and along his teeth. Once the kiss broke nick looked to Arthur and said "yep, as I thought." he licked his lips "you are delicious." he eased himself onto the floor, his rump held in the air only by Kal's knot. After a short wait Kal's knot shrunk enough for gravity to free him, his ass hit the floor with a thump as a small bit a his own cum dripped off Kal's stomach and onto his black fur.

Jax pulled himself free, too soon apparently as Kal tensed and yelped "oh," he said quickly "sorry Kal, guess I was too hasty." he bent down and began licking the base of Kal tail, Kal simply murred and leaned into him the warm appendage as it cleaned away the mess there and relaxed his muscles.

"Alright," Arthur said finally "can you tell me how to get to Draken now?"

With a sigh Kalkaph stood up, cum dribbling down his stomach and legs "alright, but don't you want to join us for a quick shower first?" he frowned as Arthur shook his head "fine, on the western side of the mountain there's a cave, go far enough in and it starts to wined up and eventually you come out on a cliff only a short climb from Draken's cave." he watched as Arthur quickly dressed and made for the door "wait," Kal shouted after him. He reached into a drawer in the nightstand and produced a card. "Here" he said as he handed it to Arthur "come see me again some time." and with a wink to turned and went into the shower to join his mates.

"Thanks," Arthur called after him "and you were right, I did enjoy my self." he finished in a quieter voice. Arthur walked out of the bar and started down the road to the inn for a bath and some rest before dawn. He looked at the card for a second and made to throw it away, but his hand stopped mid toss and he stood thinking for a second before slipping the card into his pocket.

Since a lot were probably hoping Sara and Arthur would get it on, and since I felt bad for what I did to her, I gave Sara her night with her one true love. This would have cut Mary totally out of the picture and would have made Arthur unfaithful to Dratine, so I didn't use it in the story. This is just after she got poisoned, and Daniel left for help. After a little begging by Sara and mention of a final wish Arthur relented, enjoy.

Sara laid back in the soft grass; her body shook from the slight cold of the night air but mostly from anticipation. Arthur mover his head between her legs and started stroking her thighs. "Are you ready?" he asked tentatively. Sara only nodded and she reached down and ran her hand through his head fur. Arthur brought his hands down to her vulva and used his thumbs to spared it open, breathing deeply of her sent. He ran the tip of his tong through the inner folds of her opening and occasionally blowing cool air over it.

A shuddering gasp was all Sara could manage from new sensation. Her whole body quivered and her breathing was already growing raged, unfortunately she knew it was not all because of her passion. She yelped as Arthur's tong wiggled inside her, its rough texture sliding along her inner walls and tasting of her. She began grinding her hips into his face and gripping her head in her hands. Then his hands moved up more and massaged at her clit, rubbing it under his thumb and pinching it from time to time. Arthur then pulled his face back, his muzzle glistening with her juices. He pushed a finger into her sex and took her clit into his mouth. His tong played with it, flicking it with the tip or giving it a nice long lick, before sucking it as if he were a newborn at his mother's teat.

For all her efforts she couldn't help but moan and writhe under him. She nearly cried out when he pushed another finger into her and curled them upwards, applying enough pressure so you could see a lump moving under her flesh. Soon her mounting climax hit its peak, she took Arthur's free hand in her own and squeezed it and her body was rocked with waves of pleasure. Arthur, for his part, went back down to her sex and drunk deeply of her. He didn't swallow all of it though, a last mouthful he kept. When Sara had recovered from her orgasm Arthur moved up her and kissed her again, letting her own cum flow into her mouth as there tongs danced together.

Tasting her own cum was a first for Sara, but one she welcomed. When their kiss ended Arthur stared deeply into her eyes and stroked her cheek. "Are you ready to go on?" he asked.

Sara nuzzles him for a moment then said " yes, gods yes."

After another kiss Arthur got into position and spared her legs apart with his knees. He was fully erect already and knew she was well lubricated, still as he pressed the head of his cock into it was still incredibly, almost painfully, tight. Sara let out a small whine as he gently pushed the first few inches into her, the whine turned into a yelp at he connected with her maidenhood. Arthur laid down on put of her, his muzzle next to her ear and he whispered to her "this will hurt, are you ready?" she gave him a nod and he kissed her deeply and lovingly, at about the same time he gave a strong thrust and fully impaled her on his. Her scream was muffled by their kiss but her body still jerked and thrashed beneath him as the pain of her lost virginity shot through her.

Their kiss ended and she hugs him to her tightly and rested her head on his shoulder as she fought the urge to wail. Soon though the pain passed and she gave Arthur the signal to go on. Tears streamed down her face, but not from the pain. Arthur wiped them away as she smiled at him. Then he rose off her and got back in a kneeling position, still fully imbedded inside her. With gentle and deliberate slowness her withdrew, making sure she felt every part of his shaft. He pulled out to the head, then with the same slow pace to push back inside her. He continued his steady thrusting until he felt his own climax approaching. Then as he reached the end point of his withdraw he thrust back in faster and harder. Sara let out a small scream but thrust her hips agents him nonetheless. The force was enough to make her body slide a few inches in the grass and even made her breasts bounce, this drew Arthur's attention and he quickly took one in his mouth and suckled it greedily, massaging the other in his hand.

That one powerful thrust was enough to send Sara into another orgasm, her hands clutched at Arthur's back and her claws stuck in his flesh. Once she was relaxed again he slowly pulled back out and thrust strongly into her again. Soon they had their pace and Sara was meeting his thrusts with her own as she moaned onto his shoulder. After a while Arthur's lust was getting the better of him and he began pump faster and harder into her. Sara was grinding her hips into his as she felt a third climax building. Arthur was fucking her almost savagely, his mind and self-control lost to ferial lust. His knot was fully engorged now and he was about ready to shoot off, so with one last powerful thrust he slammed his full length, knot and all into her sex.

Sara screamed in pain as her tunnel was starched further, but the pain was soon smothered. She felt him still pumping into her with what little room he had. Then his knot faired for a moment and she felt his warm seed spilling into her. This unaccustomed warmth pushed her to her own climax. The walls of her love tunnel contracted around his shaft and milked him for all he had; the sensation was so fantastic she never wanted it to end. But alas it did and Arthur, completely spent, collapsed onto of her panting for breath. He nuzzled her neck and gave her another passionate kiss. The rolled onto their side and he hugged her close to him. "I love you." he almost said Dratine but caught himself in time.

His words brought about more tears from her, she had waited a lifetime to hear him say that to her and now she felt an inner peace wash over her. She rested a hand over his shoulder as her head snuggled onto his chest. "I love you too." she said in a whisper that he could barley hear. As she listened to the beating of his heart she could feel darkness creeping over her, it still felt like her body was on fire and she knew that the darkness was not sleep, but now it was ok; she wasn't afraid and, truth be told, she was content in the knowledge.

It wasn't long before Arthur fell asleep, his rest was peaceful but there was still a painful pinch in his heart. When he awoke it was about sunrise and the clearing was bathed in the soft blue light of early morning. He ran a hand down Sara's back, and his blood froze. It was as he had feared, the excitement of last night had gotten her heart beating faster and the poison had spared more quickly. Sara's body was cold and stiff; Arthur found that all he could think to do was hug her close and cry, grief and guilt overwhelming him. 'Rest well Sara. I hope you can forgive me for putting you in danger to start with. I never should have let you come along, and now look what's come of it. I'm so sorry Sara.' for a long time he laid with her. Once he thought he could manage it he got up and started to work making her a proper grave. It was almost afternoon by the time he was done and he set her body into the hole and covered it, then said a prayer. He knew he should get back to camp, Daniel would be wondering what had happened to him. But still he lingered for a moment, kneeling down he kissed his hand and placed it atop her grave "good-bye my dearest friend." he said out loud before turning and leaving.

Ok, here's the thing. Rape and torture are my specialty; I also write them well (jk) anyway since most of our cast died I thought I would do my part to make it up to them. I believe that when we make a world and people in our stories that in some way, in some place, they become real. Maybe even the world we live in is just a book someone else wrote, I don't know. But since I was so cruel to my creations I thought I would give them what they deserve. If you all remember Mary and Bardrin, how she had had a little something in store for him, well I know a lot of people liked Sara and hated Bardrin so here you go, the wolf gets what's coming to him.

The wind howled as Mary sat at her kitchen table eating dinner. Winter had set in now and the planting season was over, this meant that there was nothing to do on her farm. She didn't mind, since Sara's death four months ago she had become a solitary person. Only one other person lived with her now, and now that she thought about him it seemed like a good way to pass the time.

Retrieving a lantern she made her way to the basement. All was quiet down here, save for the sound of heavy breathing. "Evening Bardrin." Mary said to the loan figure in the room. In a chair in the middle of the room sat a wolf, though few would recognize him as the feared Bardrin. Most of his fur was gone, some having been shaved while other parts having been burned off. His body was covered in cuts and burn marks, many of which were still fresh. His arms were bound to the chare, but his legs were not. Both the wolfs legs were bent and twisted at strange angels, that first thing Mary had done with him was break his legs so he couldn't escape. Between those broken and twisted were even worse horrors. Several needled protruded from his balls and cock, though you couldn't see it many were barbed.

Mary made her way to her favorite rack and looked over the contents. She considered the spiked whip 'no, used that one yesterday.' next there was the brand 'no, hot things come last.' then her eyes fell on the water bucket 'haven't done that in a while.' she looked back at Bardrin, who looked back with fear in pleading mercy in his eyes. A large ball gag kept him from begging, not that he could anyway since he now no longer had a tong, or teeth for that matter. Mary nodded to her self. She moved the bucked over the fireplace and got it lit. Once the fire was going she set the water to boil. She returned to her guest, placing the lantern on a barrel next to him so she could see his face better.

"So, what kind of fun should we have today?" Mary taunted. She loved the fear she brought to him; it had not taken long to break his defiance. "Tell me, would you like to me kill you today." Bardrin nodded so much she wondered how he didn't scramble his brain; if he still had one after all she had done to him. "Well sorry to disappoint, but not today. Maybe in a couple years when you can't even scream." the sweetness with which she talked always seem to let Bardrin know she meant it. He sagged back into the chair and sobbed into his gag.

The water had come to a strong boil, Mary removed it from the fire and set if a few feet behind Bardrin's chair. Bardrin started to scream as Mary pushed his chair back until he fell. His head fell back into the water, searing and scalding his head and face. Mary left him under until he was on the verge of suffocating before letting him up. He feared to open his eyes and see what lie in store for in, he feared not knowing more. He opened his eyes, no small task, and saw what Mary held in her hand, it was the knife. Bardrin screamed anew and struggled in his chair, but it didn't help. Mary set the blade into the fire; once it was glowing red she pulled it out again.

Mary walked over and sat in Bardrin's lap "so, where should we start first?" she asked pleasantly. Moving the knife over to his bicep she dug it deep into the flesh. She waited for screaming to calm before she drew it, methodically slow, threw his flesh. She intense heat of the blade burned the wound close as it went, insuring he wouldn't bleed to death. She also knew that fire was so unnatural a pain to he body that he couldn't pass out from it.

(Author: he he, that's true too. trust me on this, its true)

Mary continued to draw the blade through one area of flesh then another. Soon most of his body was rent asunder. Eventually she got bored of that, and went to choose another element of torture. The whip seemed a good a choice as any. With practiced ease she brought it across his chest, tarring gashes that would bleed. She would sometimes think that she was a bad person when she hurt and abused this wolf, but that thought never lasted long. A second after she thought it a picture of Sara, tail broken, body broken and bleeding, professing her love with her last breath, popped into her head. A bad person, no, he was a bad person. He had taken something she would never get back, and he would suffer for it for years to come for it.

Mary's wrist was getting tired, and Bardrin's screams had become hoarse and cracked. She walked back over to him, tipping his chair once more. She stood over him, a leg on either side of him. "Oh, look, your bleeding all over your self. Allow me to clean that for you." she moved her panties aside, ignoring Bardrin's frantic pleas not to. Mary let her head fall back with a sigh as she let out a potent stream of piss over his chest and face. Once she was done she took a step back to watch as her piss burned in the wounds. It was about five minutes before Bardrin stopped moving.

Mary sighed 'passed out again' she reheated the water bucket and stood next to him again "time to wake up." she dumped the scolding water over him. His head snapped back with a howl of pain. Mary righted his chair again and went back to choose another tool.

Bardrin thrashed wildly in his chair, then had an idea. He rocked side to side, eventually his chair tipped and he fell against the barrel holding the lantern. It broke, and the oil splashed onto a wooden rack sending it up in flames. Mary was caught off guard by the sudden fire. She had emptied the waterbuck and there was no other water in the room. She grabbed a blanket to try to douse the flames, but it wasn't working. As Mary rushed from one fire to the next, it had spread all through out the basement now, she tripped over the wolf. She came down hard on the hard packed earth floor, hitting her head. She thought she might have blacked out for a short time, when she was able to get up the room was engulfed in fire and a beam had fallen from the sealing, blocking off the stairs. Smoke was building in the room; it was getting hard to breath. She looked back at Bardrin, his body was consumed in fire but he still lived. Mary sank to the floor; she was light headed for lack of air. 'Tired, so tired.' sleep overtook her long before the fire did.

The first thing Mary was aware of was something vibrating on her chest. She opened her eyes to a clear blue sky, and something heavy laying on her. She looked down to see a furry yellow ball resting on her. "What, where- where am I?" the furry balled moved, sprouted ears, then a head. Mary froze at the sight of what now stared her right in the face "its... not possible!" Mary whispered.

"Oh, but it is?" Sara said, grabbing Mary by the muzzle and kissing her.

Mary was in shock, but not too much to enjoy and return the kiss. When Sara moved back Mary asked, "your dead, I watched you die! How can you be alive?"

"I'm not." Sara said flatly

Mary took another look around, and found she didn't know where she was. She was lying in a field of flowers as far as the eye could see. She looked back at Sara, who could see the confusing in her face.

"Come with me." Sara said as she got up. She took Mary by the hand and led her through the field, then the field was gone. As if it had always been she was now standing in a glade, in the center was a tree and a white iron bench.

"Daniel, Sam?" Mary stammered "what are you doing here, and where is hear?"

Sam had been lying out on the bench, her head in Daniel's lap as he fed her grapes. They both looked at her and smiled. "I was wondering when you would get here." Sam said. "Sara had been telling us many stories about you two."

Mary looked back at Sara, who blushed and lowered her face. "You see," Sara started hesitantly "your, um, dead. You died in the fire. Now Mary don't do that!" Mary had gone deathly white "its not all that bad, its actually really fun. You can do all kinds of things here you couldn't do in life, Daniel and Sam have found quite a few." she added, grinning at them as they giggled to each other. Sara walked over to Mary and put her arms around her, her waist that is since Mary was so much taller than her. "And we're together again. I've waited so long for this day, haven't you?"

Mary was still very confused "what is this place?" she took another look around, noticing that Sam and Daniel had stopped feeding each other and were now feeding on the others tong. Mary saw starting to feel dizzy and fell to her knees, still making her a few inches taller than Sara. She looked into the cat's eyes, searching for answers.

"Look," Sara faltered, then placed a hand on Mary's cheek "I don't understand this either, all I know is this: this place is paradise, you can't feel hungry or tired. You can't feel pain, unless you want to, I swear those two over there would have killed each other during sex if they weren't dead already. And one other thing, when I woke up here, someone spoke to me, they said that the were sorry that I had to die for dramatic effect, and that this was our consolation prize. What ever that means." Then she put her arms around Mary's neck and kissed her again.

"I still don't understand everything," Mary said once the kiss was broken. "But I'm sure learning all about what this place has to offer."

Sara smiled back at her, then gasped in surprise as she felt one of Mary's thick digits pop inside her. She leaned into her bovine lover, feeling their soft, furry breasts press together "yeah," she sighed "lots and lots of fun."