Chance and Pon
So HAPPY NEW YEARS YOU CUBOPHILES!!!
Okay thats out of the way. So I'm writing this story for one of my masters who is now an ex. He has a mate that isnt comfterble with him having pets so he had to let me and others go... THAT SUCKS! I loiked being his pet but if he is happy with his mate I wish them both happiness no matter what. I lost a master but gained a friend if you want to be overly corny. This story takes place with SL Chance who is a fox kit and not a tabby cat like Chance. Also if you do think about it there kinda diffrent emotionnaly. Anyways Its been a real bad week for me but mabye the next will be better. So all you out there (all two of you) That want an ending to Old Habits Die Hard will get it in a few weeks or so.
Pondit got out of bed, as if he could sleep, and walked to the bedroom that was connected to his large bedroom. He looked into the mirror and gasped. The orange fur dye had worked well on his mix between
husky and ferret fur. And the tattos were very convincing ass well. He looke sort of like a fox now wich was what he was aiming for. He brushed his teeth and had a glass of water before going to his car. He lived eighty miles from the closest large city but there was a small town between here and there, and in that town is a club with people like Pon. He decided he would go see them after he was done. But for now he needed to think as he started his car and drove away from his large home.
"But you promised!" Chance Prowlers whined to his mother. "You said you didnt have to work today and you would take me to the park." She looked into her sons eyes and sighed. It had been had finding this job and even harder keeping it. She had admit the hours were terrible that the hours are terrible and by the time she got home she only had enough time to cook Chance dinner and than talk for a few hours before sending him off to take a bath and than bed. She ruffles his head fur and frowns.
"I know Chance and I'm sorry... Mabye next saturday."
Chance shook his head and tugged her skirt. "But you work all week and this was your only day off... You promised you would take me to the park with your one day off today." He looks at her with tears in his eyes. "Please?"
She sighs and shakes her head. "Theres pizza in the fridge. Dont leave the apartment. I love you bye." She rushes out the door and runs to her car.
Chance wipes a tear from his eye. "Well... Fine! I'll go myself." He lived a few miles away from the park but he would be fine. He slams the door and starts to walk down the the road. He would be okay after all right?
Right?
Pon bought a hotdog and a newspaper, Chewing and reading as he sat. He would glance at his watch everynow and than. Just a hour more and he would get a tap on the shoulder, follow the fur, and than puchase his pet from what they had in stock. He found himself watching the cubs play instead of reading the paper. Some were on the teeter totters others on the slide. He decided to watch those on the slide when he saw a small fox kit. His body shook with excitment as all cubs do when they are about to go down the large slide but there was something about him that Pon couldnt explain. From afar all he could really tell was that his tail was well groomed, it made a sort of slope before the tip rose a J. The tip was spiked with white so there must have been some arctic fox in the boy and it must have taken hours to groom his tail so well. or atleast an hour.
Finally it was his turn turn and as he stared down the long steep slide he seemed to have second thoughts. He looked nervous like he was afraid of heigts. Pon looked around. Could he take the kit? Could he make it to his car? He looked back just in time to see an impatient moose push the kit off the side of the slide so he could have his turn. The kit fell for what felt like an eternity to Pon till he finally het the ground, sand had luckily been placed there for such an event. The kit sat up, his legs crossed, looked around almost dazed, his lower lip shackinh before he started to cry loudley. Onlookers were allreaddy running to the cub and Pon couldnt stop himself from going too. A large moose grabbed his son who had just slid down and spanked his rear.
A tiger looks to Pon. "Are you his father?"
Pon was stunned. He had forgotten about his fur dye and the tattos. He could pull it off... He could get away. Pon nodded and rushed into the crowd. Only then did he notice there werent any other foxes around and no one was claiming him. Pon picked him up and and hugged him. His fur felt so soft and smelled sweet like strawberrys from the shampoo that the kit must have used. "Shhh... Its okay I'm here now..." Pon said calmly. He held the boy in his arms as he walked to his car. The kit was crying but it was slightley quiter as he started to calm down. They made it to his car without anyone trying to stop them. Pon smiled. This was a lucky day right?
Right?
Chance wiped his eyes. "Th- Thank you mister but I'm okay now. You can take me back now." The older fox just shook his head.
"Don't worry... That was quite a fall you had and I thought to make you feel better I would buy you some lunch." He saw the large gold M and smiled. "How about there? Whats your name."
Chance nods and smiles. "My name is Chance. Whats yours?"
The fox pulls up to the drive thru. "Just call me Pon... What do you want?"
"Oh... uhh... how about a double cheeseburger, fries, and a coke."
"How about a milkshakes?"
Chance nodded quikley, he loved milkshakes. "Yes please! Could I have strawberry?"
Pon nods and orders. He drives to the first window, pays, than hands Chance the paper sack. He grabs the milkshakes and opens the top while Chance looks at his meal. He pulls out a brown vial full of this white liquid. He didnt know what t was but he knew what it did. He had used it at a party before and the person who drank was asleep in seconds. He poured a small bit into the pinkish drink and handed it to Chance.
"Thank you..." He said before he took a large sip. He took a few bites of his burger and ate a few fries.
And was asleep a few minutes after Pon let him have the small toy.
Chance woke up in a large basement. It was dark and Chance curled up into a ball, he hated the dark. Why was he here? "Wake up boy?" He heard a familiar voice say.
"Pon... Where am I?" Chance asked, his head hurt and he felt dizzy. His stomach lurched and he heaved, feeling sick. A light flicked on Chance closed his eyes. When they adjusted he opened them again. On the shelves were straps, bracers, cuffs, collars, whips, chains, dildos... Anything a slaver might need to train a pet.
Chance jumped and backed into a corner. He hit wall yipping as Chains and other items fell to the floor infront of him. He was shacking and his heart felt like it would beat out of his chest.
"Thats master now boy." Pon said, his voice surprisingly calm to Chance.
"Pon... Where am I?" Chance whined as Pon stepped into the light. His fur was green now and his clothes were diffrent and scary. He had gone from wearing a purple collard shirt and Khakis to a black suit that looked menacing and scary.
Pon shook his head. "Chance its master. Now take off your clothes. Pets are to be naked."
"Wha- No!" Chance yells as he hugs his chest. Pon rushes forward and grabs Chance's arm, shaking him violentley Chance's heart hurt it was beating so fast with fear. Chance finally screams out. "Okay I'll do it!" He first took off his shirt than shorts, his socks and shoes allreaddy off. He looks up at Pon. "Please let me keep my underwear..."
Pon thinks for a moment...
"Please Pon?"
Pon shakes his head and grabs Chance. He kneels down and places Chance on one knee, his rump high in the air. He pulls off his underwear and raises his hand. It falls with a loud SMACK!, hitting Chances rump and you furry balls. Chance yelps, his orbs ringed in pain.
Pon slaps again, the kit giving out a sharp cry.
"Pon Stop!"
SMACK!
"It hurts!"
SMACK!
"STOP IT!" Chance sobs, tears streaming down his cheeck.
SMACK!
"You"
SMACK!
"Will"
SMACK!
"Call!"
SMACK!
"Me"
SMACK!
"Master!"
SMACK!
"Do you understand!?"
SMACK SMACK SMACK!
"Yes!" Chance yells, his rump on fire and his furry balls hurt so bad all he wanted to do was pee and hold them.
SMACK!
"Yes what?"
"Yes master!" Chance cries. Pon lies the crying kit to the ground who immediatley puts his paws around his small foxhood. His tail goes between his legs and covers his sheath from view.
Pon exits the room. "Good boy" Is the last thing he said before he closed the door.
A few hours later Pon walked in to find Chance huddled in fetal position in a corner, asleep and oblivious to the fact his new master had walked in. There was a puddles of urine in the other corner just opposite of him (wich Pon quikley cleaned up.) He pokes Chance who only shiftd but otherwise stayed asleep. "Wake up boy." Pon says in the happiest tone he can muster. Chance opens his eyes and jumps up. He keeps his head down and pon pats hiw head smiling. "Its okay... you dont have to be scared of me. You made a mistake and now you know better" He holds out his paw and Chance takes it. They walk out of the room and into a hallway. From there they make it to a front door. Pon takes Chance to his car and opens the door for him. Chance crawls inside and Pon walks to his own door. He started the car and drove.
"Are... Are you taking me home?"
"No."
"Than where are we going?"
"We are going to go to a club with masters like me... I was going to get a trained pet but I saw you and I knew that I had to have you. And now im going to show you off."
Chance blushes and puts his paws over his sheath, his tail going between his legs again to cover himself up.
"But master I'm naked!"
"And we will have to get you a collar... A good one with both are names on it."
Chance shook his head knowing that Pon wasnt listening.
After a few minutes of driving they made it to a large building. "Stay close and dont talk." Is all the warning Pon gives Chance. The get out and walk to a side entrance. They walk inside and music could be heard from the dance floor that wasnt visible to them. Large musculer furs were infront of another door, dressed in black, obviousley bouncers. They smile and wave to Pon.
"Hey there... Whose the kid?"
"He is my new pet. Chance."
Chance keeps his head down and his paws and tails over his boy parts. "Hello..." Is all he says.
"He doesnt seem well trained... I would return him." A large bear says.
"I would love nothing more..." Chance says getting him a slap on the back of the head by Pon.
"He isnt trained... I just picked him up from a park a few hours ago."
A wolf looked at Pon with curious eyes. "Okay... So you wnat an introducion tonight?"
"Yep."
"And the initiation?"
"Sure."
Chance looke up at Pon. What was going on?
Pon wrote a few things down on a piece of paper. "And I would like to get him fitted for a collar." He handed the paper back to them. The nod and lead them to a stage, a curtain was closed but you could hear people on the other side. A large gorrila dressed in a suit came in.
"Pon!"
"Matt!"
The two shook hands. Matt looked at Chance and frowned.
"Hey the slaver I sent you too dont do cubs... Where did you buy him at?"
"I was waiting in the park for the guy but I saw Chance and just had to have him."
Matt shook his head. "I will need to talk to you later Pon... are you and Chance readdy?"
Pon nods and grabs a mic. "Chance you go over there where they wont see you."
Chance walks off stage just in time for the curtains to raise revealing a sea of furs all staring at Pon and Matt.
"Hello and welcome to the slavers den! Today member Pon got a new pet... But this one not only a cub but is also untrained." He waited for all the whipsers to die out. Training was hard... training a Cub would be next to impossible. They were great when they were trained but that could take years. "Please tell us more Pon." Pon told his story, starting when they first met to the spankings wich got laughs from the crowd. Matt smiled. "So are we readdy to meet him?" There was loud clapping and laughter.
The wolf smiled. "Okay kid get out there."
Chance shakes his head. "No! I- I Cant!" The wolf pushes him on stage. The whistleing began as well as laughing as they watched the cub whos still had his paws and tail over his crotch. Pon waited for Chance to reach the center of the stage.
"Okay Chance this is where you show them all the cute things about your body and all the things you can do." Pon walks offstage and watches the boy carefully as he is all alon onstage, his eyes wide with terror Chance was all alone with no one to shield him from the crowd. The laughin, clapping, and whisltes went on forever to the cub before something flew through the air and hit Chance right across the face. Only when it hit the floor did Chance get a good look at it... A large, vibrating dildo. The crowd had started laughing harder and were yelling at Chance to use it.
Pon watched with a smile on his face, but than he saw something unheard of during an introduction. Chance had started to cry. His paws went up to his eyes, his tail easily covering his sheath. He rubbed his eyes as he cried loudley and his body shook with each sob. The crowd had gone silent as they listned to the sadness that filled the auditorium. Pon rushed onstage and picked the crying Chance up. "Shh... its okay..."
"I want my mommy... I wanna go home..." Chance said crying harder. Pon carried him offstage, rubbing his back unable to tell the poor kit he could never go home.
Chance cried for almost a full hour before it went to quit, shacking sobs.
Chance we will leave in just a moment but I need to talk to Matt first." He pointed to a chair. "Wait right there."
Pon walked into a large office and closed the door. There were slaves lining the wall, all were tied to the wall only to be untied when they were needed. Matt was in a chair at the very end.
"Pon training a cub is tough... but you have a cub that has a home and a family... dont you understand you arent just training him... you are raising him?"
Pon shakes his head. "It will be fine. I can handle it jus-"
"No you cant!" Matt yelled. "What are you going to do when he is sick? Will you punish him or try and make him feel better when he wets the bed? Will you stay up with him when he has a bad dream or just go back to sleep? Will oyu buy him a night light? Teach him Math and English and Science?"
Pon was speechless. He hadnt thought this deep into it. "What should I do?"
Matt shrugs. "What can you do... you could give him to another slaver but he will be treated much better with you... that little stunt he pulled onstage would have gotten him whipped with most masters."
There was a commotion outside as people laughed. Somone knoked on the door. "Pon its your pets intiation... Get out here!"
Pon jumps up, now realizing Chance wouldnt be able to go through with it. The initiation involved every every pet, slave, and master yiffing the new pet. It took days with minimal breaks each day. Pon rushes out the room. "BACK OFF!" He yells and rushes to the center of the horny crowd. Chance was lying on the floor, his paws were tied behind his back and so were his foot paws. His tail was tied to a rope around his neck forcing his tail to raise so his sheath was displayed to the public. Chance whimpers, the black blindfold was soaked in tears.
Matt rushes up and grabs Chance. "Its okay little one you dont have to do the initiation... are you tired?" Chance nods as Matt undos the bindings. "Do you want to go lie down?" Chance nods and Matt takes him back to his office, Pon following along speechless at how well he calmed Chance. Chance in Matts chair. "Do you want something to eat... I promise it will make you feel better." Chance nods and smiles for the first time in several hours as Matt pull out a cookie."I like dessert before dinner sometimes... it makes me feel better after a long day."
Chance takes the cookie. "Thank you..." is all he says before biting into the chocalet chip and peanut butter cookie.
Matt smiles. "Ill get Tasha to you a nice steak and a potato... would you like that?"
Chance nods. "C- could I have cheese on my potato... And some steak sauce?"
Matt nods. "Of course." He unlocks one of the females and sends her off. "Tasha cooks just for me but today she is all yours."
Pon and Matt talked for several minutes, mostley about Chance who was to tired to listen. Tasha. a female tiger with bells on her tail, came back in with a plate with a steak and a buttered potato. She sat it on the Desk infront of Chance and bowed. Matt frowns and pokes Pon. "Whats wrong with that picture?" Pon stares for a moment than shrugs, erning him a elbow in the back. "She gave him a knife... You never give knife to a cub." Pon walks up and grabs the knife and fork. He cuts the well seasoned steak into small pieces and hands The fork back to Chance. He gives the knife to Tasha.
"Bring him a coke with ice please." She nodded and walked out the door.
Chance spears a small piece with his fork and dips it into the tangy sauce. He bits into it and smiles. Chance thanks Tasha as she walks back into the room. She smilled and gave him the Coke. "Thank you..." is all she says before going back to the wall where she had been originally tied.
Pon goes out to the club where people apolagized and asked about Chance. Eventually he walked back to the office to find Chance asleep, his tail and thumb in his mouth as nothing covered his small orbs. Pon picks Chance up slowley and walks to the door. He mouths the words Thank you to Matt who waves him goodbye.
Pon starts the car and drives home. When they get there he wakes Chance up and walks with his to the door.He takes Chance to the basement. "This is where you will be sleeping." It was the same place that Chance had first waken up at.
"Wheres the bed?" Chance asks confused.
Pon points to a rug. "You will be sleeping there."
Chance whimpers. "But its just a rug and its small and it isnt comfy... I cant sleep on it..."
Pon growls. "You will sleep on it and like it!" Chance whimpers and wals to the rug, lying down and curling up into a ball, sucking on his thumb.
Pon turns off the light.
"Pon... could you please keep the light on..."
Pon sighs. "I have a lamp in my room... you can slepp in there on one condition."
"Wh- what is it?"
"Youll see." Pon takes Chance upstaires and into a large room with a comfterble bed in the center. Pon turned on a lamp."You'll sleep on this side... tommorrow I'll buy you a night light."
Chance hops on the bed and curls under the covers. He was turned away from Pon and didnt see him take off his clothes before he lyed down next to Chance.
"Hey Po- master?"
"Hmm?"
"What are you?"
"What?"
"Your fur is green and white and it is really soft... you kinda look like a husky but you shoulders arent as brawd."
"I have ferret in me too..." He slipped off his underwear, both fur and cub now naked under the sheets.
Pon nipped Chances neck and rubbed his hard member on Chances rump. Chance doesnt understand this was sexual. "Uhh... Pon... I mean master... What are you doing?"
Hush boy... just be quit for now." Pon rubs his Member around Chances tailhole and murs. "Thats the great thing about cubs... so innocent and never been used..."
"Master... What are you talki AAAGGGHHH" Chance screams as Pon shoves his large pulsing member deep into the crying boy. He pulls out till only the tip is buried into that tight, cute pucker before thrusting back in, moaning as Chance squirms underneath him, trying to get free. His rump muscles clenched trying to push the intruder out but this only made Pon moan louder and rock his hips faster and with more force. Pon grips Chances hips and holds on to him, Chance now had to stop trying to escape or it hurt worse. His large cock bumped Chances prostate making his member unsheath. That would have been pleasurable if Chance's tailhole wasnt being ripped beyond is stretching point, crimson blood fusing with clear pre making a gory lubricant. Pon shoved his knot into Chance than pulled out, pushed in, pulled out, Each time causing a louder yelp and cries from the kit. Even he couldnt deny that through the large amounts of pain was alittle bit of pleasure as he rump was used. Chance clenchies his teeth as his large knot into Chances small hole. He howled as he cummed into Chances ass, his knot swelling to full size stuck fast. Pon licked Chances neck as he huffed and panted. Chance whimpered, his tailhole hurt and burned and the large meat was uncomfterble but he soon fell asleep, nethier aware of Chance's cubby hard on. Chance fell asleep to a few minutes later, still tied to the eight year old Kit.
He woke up fifteen minutes later, his knot still raging hard and stuck in the cubs rump. The bed felt wet and soaking in something warm that smelled of...
"Chance?"
"Yes...?" Chance asked nervously.
"Did you pi- I mean pee yourself?"
"Yes... I'm sorry I didnt mean to but sometimes I-"
"Its fine" Pon says trying to make him feel better. He sighs. "I'm still tied so there is nothing we can do tonight..." Chance didnt understand what tied meant but he knew that his rump hurt and was starting to fill numb. "But tommorrow we can take a bath and get cleaned up..."
Pon holds onto Chance as they start to go back to sleep. Tommorrow would be better right?
Right?
"Master?"
"Huh?"
"I have poop..."
Uh oh
Anjels walked through the grave yard, shacking and crying. She reached the spot and sat down, placing a yellow rose on the grave. She cried out and rubbed her eyes. Unfortunantly for her her son was only twelve miles away but she didnt know it.
"Please bring Chance home." She sat there for an hour before getting up and walking away.
Adams Prowlers.
Born: 1/8/1977
Died: 9/11/2001
A loving husband taken one day before his sons birth.
"So I'm dead... nothing else can go wrong right?
right?"
Pons Prof
Hobby, video games and drawing
Food, Steaks
Fight song, Eyes of the tiger- Survivor
Love song, Peter Gabriel
Sadsong, Broken hallelujah (spelled it wrong dont care)
~Had a master
~Has ferret in him wich makes his fur alot more soft.
~Likes to draw wich surprises most people.
Chance's Prof
Hobby, Video games, Sleeping, and graffiti (Its illegal but meh... CP WUZ HERE!)
Food, Egg sandwiches with mayonaisse and Bayou heat hotsauce.
Fight song, Face down, Red jumpsuit apparatus
Love song, Loves like a butterfly, Dolly parton. Pretty girl, Sugercults
Sad song, When september ends, greenday (only in september. Chance was born Sept.twelve two thousand and one... one day after his fathers death. Every september on his birthday he waits for his father to come home and tell him that he is sorry for not seeing him for the past eight years. His mother could never tell him that his father is really dead.) What hurts the most, rascal flatts
Fave song, Shake it, metro station. Stars go blue, tim mcgraw.
~Wears shorts all year long no matter what weather.
~Has a knot/member problem. When someone grabs his knot he pees. Docters found out when he was baby, will grow out of it.
~Is very vain about his tail and constantly grooms it while emmbarrased or bored, it is spiked and curved at the end wich he perfected from hours of trying to get the right look.
~Fave game is Jet Set Radio Future wich is what started his love for graffitieng.
I do not own Pon who belongs to his player and I thank him for letting me make this story