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"AHEM." The coyote almost jumped out of his socks when he turned around and saw his vixen mistress standing in the doorway of his room, arms folded across her chest, gaze set in a glare, but a smirk on her muzzle.

"Ye... yes Mistress?" Yote replied sheepishly, slipping the headphones off his head and setting them down onto the desk. He wondered how long she had been standing there, and if she had seen him pulling off some of his ridiculous dance moves, as he often did when he listened to music.

"I was just wondering why you didn't come when called, pup." Foxy said with a hint of a growl in her voice, her tail twitching behind her.

"I'm sorry Mistress." The coyote said with a gulp, trying to determine if her irritation was authentic. "I was listening to my headphones."

The orange and black furred vixen shook her head and gave a "tsk tsk tsk" sound.

"Well, you're going to have to be punished anyway, aren't you." Her teeth flashed in a grin, and Yote relaxed a little bit. "You have 2 minutes to be in the playroom with nothing but your cuffs and collar on, pup." She hooked an index finger into the loop of the collar around the coyote's neck and tugged as if to emphasize her point. "And you better be on your knees when I come in."

"Yes Mistress!" Yote barked, scrambling to undress and slide past his mistress, letting out a yelp as she swatted his rear when he passed.

"Good boy."

It didn't take two minutes for Yote to trot to the playroom and find his "play" cuffs, he felt his heartbeat quicken as the smooth purple and black leather encircled each limb and he buckled them tight. He took off his regular day collar and replaced it with his play collar, a thick leather strap with O rings and a pink heart shaped tag embossed with "SCHLAMPE WELPEN" on one side, and "PROPERTY OF MISTRESS FOXY" on the other. Yote let out a soft canine purr at the feeling of the leather around his throat, admiring his handiwork in the mirror before sliding to his knees at the foot of the bed, facing the door.

He didn't have to wait long before he heard the vixen padding softly down the hall, sauntering slowly into the room. She had discarded the clothes she was wearing before, save for her favorite corset, a bright red one with black vertical stripes. Foxy stood before her kneeling submissive, looking down and eying him over and giving a nod of approval.

"That's a good boy." Foxy said with a purr, tossing a small metal carabineer to him. "Cuff your paws behind your back and we can get started." Yote instantly complied, wriggling as he clipped the carabineer to the O rings on his cuffs, securing his paws behind his back, while the vixen thoughtfully gazed at the collection of paddles, floggers and whips hanging on the wall. "For such a minor infraction, I think 20 ought to do it. What do you think, pup?"

"Yes Mistress." Yote replied, trying to stifle his tail from wagging.

"Good. Now which one to use..." Foxy selected a leather bullwhip, picking it up and grinning devishly at the coyote, who's eyes widened marginally. "Hmm... Too much." She mused, placing it back on the rack. She then selected a leather flogger, idly flipping the strands through the air and frowning. "Not enough." She replaced the flogger on the rack and grinned as she spied a purple riding crop, snatching it from the wall and turning back to Yote. "Perfect." She said, flipping the flap with her fingertips before walking over to the bed and seating herself on the edge. Foxy only had to snap her fingers and point to communicate what she wanted, and her yote complied instantly, climbing onto the bed and positioning himself over her lap. With a growl, Foxy gripped the coyote's scruff and pulled his head to her muzzle, biting his ear firmly. "Count them out, pup." And without waiting for a response, she pushed the coyote's head back down and brought the crop down on his ass with a snap.

THWACK

Yote yelped, the initial swat much harder than he expected.

"ONE Mistress!"

THWACK

"TWO!"

THWACK THWACK

"THREE... FOUR MISTRESS."

Yote squirmed and wriggled in Foxy's grip as she continued to dole out his punishment. She was never too hard, after all the name of the game wasn't to hurt him. But Yote knew she liked it when he squirmed and whimpered, so he was doing his best to act like it. Finally, the vixen tossed the crop to the side and pulled his head back up.

"Now, pup. Are we going to answer when Mistress calls?"

"Yes Mistress!"

"That's my good boy." Foxy smiled, pressing their muzzles together and kissing him. "But we aren't quite finished." She said, unclipping the cuffs. "You've gotten Mistress all worked up and I'm going to take that sweet ass of yours. You know what to do."

"Of course, Mistress!"

"Good boy, then go get a toy. No lube though. You're going to do that yourself"

"Yes Mistress!" The coyote yipped excitedly, quickly hopping off the bed and going to the dresser where they kept all of the toys. There were plugs of all shapes and sizes, various dildos and other assorted restraining goodies. Yote opened the top drawer and selected a decent sized toy with both a "giver" and "receiver" end along with a leather harness for his mistress to wear. He turned around and held the items up for her to inspect.

"Mmmhmm, perfect. Now bring them here."

Yote presented the two items to Foxy, which she wasted no time in sliding on the harness, moaning softly as the smaller end of the toy sunk into her glistening folds and she secured it in the harness. Looking at her pet with a smirk the vixen pointed to the ground.

"Kneel and suck, bitch."

Yote flattened his ears and sank to his knees immediately, scooting forward until the phallus was an inch from his muzzle. Before he could go any further he felt a pair of paws seize his head and pull forward. "Sorry but I'm feeling impatient pup." Foxy growled as she thrust the toy in and out of her pet's muzzle. Yote tried his best to coat the toy with his saliva, wrapping his tongue around the shaft as the vixen pumped in and out, and for a moment he was afraid she might choke him with the toy the way she was handling him. "Ooh look at you, such a good boy, letting your Mistress fuck your muzzle like this." She crooned. Yote did his best to reply but was only able to make muffled sounds, the faux cock effectively gagging him for the time being. "That's enough." Foxy said after a few more minutes. "Turn around and on all fours, Schlampe welpen"

The coyote complied without hesitation, his heart pounding in his chest as he assumed the ordered position. He breathed in deeply, trying to relax his muscles as best as he could, knowing the mood Foxy was in, she was not likely to be gentle and ease it in. His suspicions were confirmed seconds later when he felt her paw grip at his rump, claws digging in and pinching the tender flesh. Not much later, followed by a feminine grunt and the sensation he had been preparing himself for.

Yote moaned loudly as he felt that soft silicone invader slip inside him, his anal muscles reflexively clamping down around the intruder and providing some resistance as the toy slid in all the way. He felt the tip of the toy nudge against his prostate, and started trembling as his pleasure rapidly increased. Foxy giggled from behind him and began moving her hips in a circular motion, stretching her pet, but more importantly, making sure to tease him as much as possible. The vixen leaned forward and placed her paw on the coyote's neck, and forced his head down as she began deep, powerful thrusts into Yote's rear.

It was all Yote could do to hold himself up. Foxy held him in position and fucked him powerfully, dominantly, and possessively. Each thrust into him drew a moan or whimper from his lips, while his own member was now thick and throbbing with his arousal, precum dribbling from the tip and spattering the floor beneath him. Judging from the sounds the vixen was making behind him, she was enjoying this as much as he was. Foxy groaned, murred and growled with satisfaction as she continued to pound into her pet's ass, each little whimper and squirming motion from him increasing the amount of pleasure she was getting out of this, and it was sending her rapidly to orgasm. With one powerful thrust forward, she buried the toy inside him, then wrapped a paw around the front of Yote's neck, the other one going to his cock. She pulled them both up to their knees with the cock still firmly planted against the coyote's prostate.

"Tell me something, schlampe. Who's cock is this?" She demanded, giving him a little squeeze as she stroked him faster, eliciting a moan from the coyote.

"You... Yours Mistress..nnngggh"

"Mmmhmm, that's right. I own this cock don't I."

"Mmmfff.. yes Mistress!"

"Good boy." Foxy cooed as she went even faster. "What else does Mistress own?"

"Mmmrrrffuucck..." Yote moaned, the combined stimulation becoming almost too much for him to bear. "You own, me... and You own my orgasms Mistress!"

"That's right pup. You are mine. And you don't cum unless I want you to."

"Grrrrawwrrr... Of course... MMnnngghh Mistress!"

"Well guess what, princess." Foxy's voice became darker and more of a growl as she resumed thrusting into her coyote as well as stroking his pre slicked member, her grip on his neck tightening possessively. "You're going to cum. NOW, got it?"

Yote's tongue fell from his mouth hearing those words, then threw his head back as best as he could and let out a howling moan that reverberated along the walls of the house.

"OOOHHHFUUUUUUUUUCK! MIIIIIIISTREEEEEESSS!" He practically screamed, his body giving in to his desires as his cock shot thick ropes of sticky white cum beneath him, the remnants spattering Foxy's paw as she continued to furiously stroke him.

The sight and sensation of her coyote sent into a mind blowing orgasm also pushed the vixen over the edge, and she moaned out as well as her inner thighs became dampened with the runoff of her orgasm seeping around the toy still stuffed up the coyote's rear.

"Oh... Fuck... pup... That was... wow such a... good... boy!" She panted as the faux cock finally stilled and then withdrew from him "Really... good boy, making such a mess for Mistress."

"Thank you Mistress." Yote smiled, turning around now to face the vixen, who was looking at the stringy white goo on her black paw.

"Good pups clean up their mess though, don't they."

"Yes they do, Mistress." The coyote replied.

Foxy stuck her paw out in front of her, and let out a murr of approval as Yote took each finger into his maw, delicately licking and cleaning his own seed from her paw.

"That's a good boy." She purred, scratching his ears and head with her other paw. When he was done, he sat back on his knees and awaited his next command. Foxy rose to her feet, and unbuckled the harness around her hips, gasping and moaning as she removed the dildo from her. "I'm going to go clean up pup. You should too, then finish your chores and we'll cook dinner, got it?"

"Of course, Mistress." Yote said with a smile, rising to his feet and removing his cuffs and collar, replacing it with the day collar he wore at all other times. When he turned around, he was nose to nose with Foxy, who gave him a delicate kiss on the nose.

"Good boy."